Ambrosia

Bow Down To Your Master

Percy's blue almost black eyes bored into me and I squirmed uncomfortably.

"Thank you for the help Percy but I didn't ask for it," I said, taking a step back.

Snow dusted the pavement and the buildings around us were falling into disrepair.

"You didn't ask for it? I could practically feel the helplessness and patheticness oozing off you from across the alley," he smirked, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"'Patheticness' isn't a word," I snapped, hoping to knock off a bit of his courage.

But this only caused his smirk to widen.

"Oh? Is that so Princess?" He smirked.

I huffed and prepared to leave when he moved as fast as lightning, so fast I didn't realize what happened until it did.

He stood close to me, looking down at me with his hands gripping my arms tightly.

"Let-let go," I said.

Percy leaned down until his lips stopped by my ear.

"I don't think you want me to," he whispered, his voice thick and seductive.

"I-I do," I mumbled, my heart racing as the memory of the night flitted though my head.

"Let go." My throat closed with fear.

"No."

"She said let go."

"You don't want it badly enough," he said, the smirk in his voice.

My breathing turned jerky and my eyes widened, his breath tickling my ear.

"Stop it," I said, finally gathering enough courage to push him away.

I pushed him away with all my strength yet he didn't even stumble.

"Stay away from me," I said, taking more steps back.

Percy smirked, his hands stuffed back in his dark jeans.

His tanned arms rippled with muscles as he stepped towards me, his skin contrasting with his short sleeved back shirt.

"Stop." I said, my chest feeling as if someone was squeezing it.

"Stop what?" He asked, taking two more steps towards me.

My pace quickened and before I knew it, my back hit the brick wall.

Percy smirked widely as he advanced, planting his hand on the wall on either side of my head firmly.

"Caught you Princess," he whispered, leaning in.

I froze as he leaned closer, his eyes darting from my eyes to my lips.

"You can't get enough of me can you?" He purred.

I closed my eyes as he leaned forward, expecting his lips to meet mine.

But he moved past my lips, brushing his against my ear.

"You really are a naughty little girl aren't you Princess?" He said softly.

My breath froze as he moved away, his smirk playing on his lips.

He stuffed his hands back in his packet and abruptly turned, walking away.

My breath came back as his figure receded.

"Hey! Wait! How do I get out of here! I yelled, my paralysis breaking as I scrambled after him.

He looked over his shoulder, still smirking.

His next words caused my tongue to stick to the roof of my mouth, fear flooding through my veins. I

"You follow me princess."

Chapter 12...wait! Why do we call twelve twelve and not sixty? Numbers confuse me... anyway what do you think of Percy being so controlling?