Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

Ins(is) 9

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The poor teacher that was given the unfortunate task of monitoring the students in detention finally arrived a few minutes later. He told them, sounding very bored, that they would be cleaning and reorganizing the drama room as their punishment.

They walked as a group, five students in total including Percy and herself, through the halls until they reached the class. Everyone groaned when they realized just how big and how messy it was. The teacher fled as soon as he could, and the other three kids delved into the vast space towards the back. She watched them carefully, Percy still at her side, toying curiously with some of the costumes clumped into a giant pile on the ground.

The minute the other three students were out of sight, she grabbed his shirt and pulled him along behind her. She flung open the first closet door that she found and thanked God that it was just large enough for two people. She shoved him unceremoniously inside and shut the door behind them.

She couldn't see him in the darkness of the tight space, but she was almost certain he had on his signature smirk.

She grabbed his neck and brought his lips to hers without a word, not able to wait another second. His hat fluttered to the ground as her fingers tangled in the back of his hair. She forced her tongue between his lips, tracing insistently along his teeth and delving deeply inside his mouth. His hands dipped below her waist and cupped her ass, pulling her into him even closer.

She scrapped her nails down his chest, tugging at the material of his shirt to keep him in place. When she reached the hem, she began fumbling with his pants, unbuttoning, and unzipping them as quickly as she could.

She broke the kiss and Percy immediately chased after her mouth, his hands trying to pull her back to him. It sent a happy flutter through her heart and brought a giddy smile to her lips that she was glad he couldn't see. She put her palms on his shoulders to keep him at a distance.

While she loved the way he normally took control, Annabeth was on a revenge mission, and she wanted to make him suffer.

He made a noise of complaint but when she dropped to her knees and began tugging his pants and boxers down his thighs, he let out a breathy chuckle, "oh okay," he muttered, sounding exceptionally pleased.

He wouldn't be pleased for long.

He was already rock hard, she could feel his cock bobbing directly in front of her face even without the lights on. His hands found their way into her hair, his fingers threading through the strands at the back of her head and forcing her closer.

She didn't waste any time in closing the rest of the distance, licking along the underside of his shaft and sucking his tip into her mouth, making him hum appreciatively.

Fuck he tasted so good. It was a surprise to her, but she had sort of become obsessed with his cum, the feel of it on her tongue, the mixture of salt and something else that she couldn't describe. She didn't think it was possible to get so turned on by pleasing a man, but nothing got her going like bowing down before Percy, staring up at him from her knees while his hands gripped her neck. Only Percy could make her actually excited to give head.

The other day had been fun, it felt good to tease him, but this was even better. She liked this position, on the floor. It let her be free, let loose, live in the moment. She couldn't entirely explain why she enjoyed cherishing him so much, maybe because he always returned the favour in spades, but for once she didn't care to find an answer. She was just going to enjoy every second of it. Normally, she could stay here forever, but today she had a plan and she had to keep that in mind.