Dealing with Drama

Role Reversal: Part 2

AN: Sorry for the late update. This time, I have no excuse but my own laziness. My job will go on, it is I who have to find time to write, and for that, I apologize.

On another note, I have something cooking in the oven, if you catch my drift. Wait for a few more days. Speaking of which, DSM is gonna be deleted permanently in a few days, so that's your cue to go and adopt it if you want.

Now, on to the much-delayed story. Hope you enjoy this one as well, and happy reading.

Percy leaned back, with his back against the shore and his feet sinking into the soft mud below, relaxing in the cold pond beside which the Hunters had set up their camp that night. They had already taken their baths in the pond, seeing as they had been at a distance from the horde and were much less dirty than he and Thalia. Maybe it was their fault, the thrill of battle and their love for the blood of their enemies, maybe they could have been cleaner at the end of the battle- but it was too addictive.

Percy would have loved to join them in the pool- and he had a feeling that they wouldn't have minded it either, but the Huntresses had refused to come anywhere near him while he was still blood-soaked and caked with gore and dust- so thick that his stained skin was barely visible through the black and red, which now dirtied the otherwise clear water of this pristine, untouched forest pond.

He scrubbed his shoulders roughly with his bare hands, his rough calloused skin almost as good as a loofah, the skin slick and glistening with water and the blood that ran down his chest, leaving little streams of black against his tanned, bronze skin.

He heard the sounds of the Hunters setting up their camp a little distance away, their muffled talking and the sound of the insects chirping, all moving shadows hidden by the line of tall, dark trees that lined the pool. Through the shadows, he was able to see the soft orange glare of the flickering campfire from the clearing, peeking between the black trunks of the trees, silver gilded in the moonlight that washed the forest.

"Mmf!" Even as he enjoyed the serene atmosphere, feeling slightly nostalgic as the quiet night tugged at his heartstrings, his actions were anything but. His other hand held Thalia's head against his crotch underwater, resisting her struggles with little difficulty and acting as if he did not have his cock lodged deep in her tight, wet throat.

The pleasure from having his dick sucked so eagerly by her assaulted him from all directions and made his toes curl in the soft mud underneath, but Percy resisted the urge to express what he was feeling, using the quietness of the night as a means to reinforce the stoicism on his face.

A little bubble of air was all that the little daughter of Zeus had as a breathing apparatus as she gave her Master a sloppy blowjob underwater, her pale, flawless creamy skin and her curvy, exposed body hidden by the cold water, muddied by the dark monster blood. The experience was threatening to overwhelm her, the feeling of strange weightlessness as she floated, suspended in the middle of the water with her airway cut off by the thick meat that she had her lips stretched around. She tried to breathe in through her nose, which was pushed against Percy's groin, trying to fight the losing struggle against her need to breathe, intent on not giving him the pleasure of her surrender.

With every breath, Percy's musky scent filled her head, making her feel even more drunk, high on lust and unable to string together coherent thoughts, all her higher functions lost in a molten haze of lust, until the only thought that was left was an imperative to worship her Master's glorious dick.

Above her, Percy waved his hand, clearing the water instantly with his powers and putting Thalia's naked body on full display to his lecherous, wandering eyes and making her start as the water around her, initially murky with the blood that they had washed off their bodies, suddenly turned as clear as a lake in the midst of the mountains, allowing her to finally see everything.