The Player's Proposal

10: The Naughty

Percy POV

Sweat beaded my forehead as her lips brushed my neck. Her gentle kisses traveled along my jaw and towards my chest. 

My back arched to press up against her. The blonde felt my movements and adjusted her own body. Her waist pushed down against mine leading to another moan to come out of my mouth.

"Gods, you feel so good," I whispered.

She kissed my neck again before biting down. I groaned while rocking my hips again. My hands reached forward and grabbed her waist. I flipped us around so that I was on top now.

My lips crashed onto hers as my hands explored her body.

One hand was caressing her neck while my other hand was feeling the skin on her stomach, waist, and chest. Our clothes weren't even off, so the pressure from her shirt was only tightening my hold on her.

"Percy," she whispered between kisses. It was my turn to shift the kissing to her skin. She had a very accented neck that emphasized her nape.

I gently kissed her shoulder before pulling the orange shirt off of her (leaving her in a black bra). She had a stunning body, and I took it all in. Her chest moved in rhythm with her breathing. My body vibrated in sync with hers as I pressed down again.

My lips captured Annabeth's mouth once more.

Sweat beaded my forehead as our interaction continued in my mind.

I gasped while sitting up on my bed. I frantically looked around to realize that I was alone. I had taken a nap because my body was aching from the beating this morning.

Gabe jostled me around today, but it wasn't too painful. He threw me against the wall before pushing me to the ground. Then, he left for work. We didn't have school today because it was the Wednesday of Thanksgiving break. I had nothing going on today, so I decided to take a nap and rest.

It was a dream. A sex dream with Annabeth.

I quickly wiped the sweat that was dripping from my forehead. Everything felt hot as I continued to feel her lips against my skin. The thing about dreams is that they're imaginary, but they can feel so real.

My breathing became heavy, and I couldn't shake Annabeth from my head.

I've had sex dreams before, but they were never this vivid. Wise Girl had a sort of power over me that makes me weak to the knees.

Grover suggested that I liked Annabeth.

While I was physically attracted to her, I rejected the notion of liking her. We were too different, and she got me into this awful deal.

I will admit that it's been hard. While pain relief and distraction via sex stopped, Gabe didn't stop. My mom's cancer didn't disappear. It was a lot to cope with, and I was struggling. There were many times when I wanted to give up, but I resisted.

Speaking of resistance, my sweat pants felt like they were gonna explode. The pressure below was agonizing.

Recently, I have been feeling very 'erotically charged.' That's a fancy way of saying horny. Props to my Friends reference.

"Thank you teenage hormones," I muttered.

I groaned as I walked to the bathroom to relieve myself. I kept thinking about my dream as I did my business.

Dam. Annabeth would probably kill me if she found out that I had a naughty dream about her. Of course, I couldn't control my dreams. However, some people believed that dreams were windows into the subconscious.