Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

The stables werent enough

A/n: by Ariadnegrande on ao3

Every time he entered in Annabeth's room, she was so lost in her own thoughts, every conversation he'd try to do would go something like this:

Percy, "Hey, how is it going?"

Annabeth, "Um, no, thank you,"

Percy, "Have you eaten something today?"

Annabeth, "You should go ask Leo"

Percy, "So, my hair is on fire"

Annabeth, "Umm, later"

That wasn't something unusual when you're dating a daughter of Athena; Annabeth was so focused she would just start shouting no context words to get rid of anyone's who' trying to get her attention. Percy never really minded about it. But not when he stayed 8 months without seeing her.

After the night at the stables, Percy couldn't really stop thinking of her, not even being on a lethal quest. Every time he got remind that he could probably get killed in that mission, his biggest desire was to be on Annabeth's side until that happens. But, recently, she hasn't been doing that.

And that was driving Percy crazy.

The night was calm before leaving to Mare Nostrum. Everyone were busy going to bed, minding it was getting closer to the kind of curfew time. Percy covered his pillow with some blankets before leaving his bedroom, hoping everyone was already in bed, and that includes, especially, coach Hedger, so he wouldn't get grounded, again.

Some knocks were all it took until Percy broke into her bedroom, because of course Annabeth wouldn't even mind if Argo II was being destroyed while she was focused.

"Hey, wise girl" He whispered while locking the room's door, a trick he discovered while being bored at the trireme. Annabeth was using one of Percy's t-shits that was probably all this time keeping dust of all the 8 months he was incapable of using it, and had her hair down, which it was something it has been months he hadn't seen.

No answers.

Suddenly he sat on her bed and took away her laptop, a gift from Dedalo in a quest they went one or two years ago, making her squeal. "What is wrong with you, Percy?" She yelled.

"Geez, do you want to wake up all the crew?"

"Give me this back" She didn't use to be this mad even when Percy interrupted her in camp half-blood. "Now, Percy"

"What's so urgent about architecture, Beth?" She tried with all effort to get it back, but Percy stopped her by getting up. That's when he actually read what she was reading on her laptop.

Oh, gods. "What is..."

"You dirty little slut," Edward whispered on her ear, making her whole body squirm, "Don't you think I'm going to be mercy"

One slap was all it took until Bella started screaming and moaning. She tried to stifle her own voice on the pillow, apparently forgetting she was in the middle of nowhere, on an isolated island. "Please... Edward-" She was interrupted by her own moans, screaming for all the desperation she was feeling. She needed him, more than anything in the world.

"Do you want me to fuck you? Um?" He snarled, making her whole body squirm. All she could do was noddle with her head. "Say it to me"

"Please," she tried to get together energy to say it, "fuck me"

"You want me to slap your ass, you bad girl?" His hands travelled through the skin of her butt, pulling her skirt up before starting spanking her.

"Oh–please, daddy"