So, this is a short chapter, kind of just an intro...uhhh, yeah, anyway.

Don't own the characters, just the plot line.

It had started out as a harmless thing, I would meet her at our spot, we'd have our fun and then we would part ways, feeling less tense than we had before. I didn't even feel bad about it, because honestly, Percy was being an asshole and he wasn't very good in bed anyway.

But as it progressed, I found myself craving her touch, more and more. "Clarisse.."I murmured as she kissed my neck, her hands traveling all over my body, making my heart hammer in my chest, as my cheeks grew red as they always did.

"What is it, Annabeth?" She asked, her face buried against my collarbone as I stroked my fingers through her hair. I closed my eyes as I steeled myself, I was going to do it, I was going to tell her. But as I went to speak, her lips pressed against mine, her dark eyes full of lust and it made my resolve melt.

"Can we..just..take it a little slower today.." I manage to get out, sounding lame. But it was the only thought that I could form that wasn't a four letter word that would fuck up our little arrangement.

"Of course." She gave me her lopsided grin and kissed me once more, sending my head spinning. I allowed her to resume her touching of me as we kissed, our tongues fighting for dominance as her hands slid over me, moving my shirt up my stomach.

We broke apart only to toss our shirts away, before we would start up again, only with more heat this time, but she seemed to be taking it slower than usual, which made me happy, she had actually taken my request into account.

It wasn't long though, before our clothes were in a scattered pile next to us, my body pressed into the ground, hers on top of me, murmuring sweet nothings in my ear as her hand worked my core. "Ah..fuck!" I groaned as she hit that spot only she seemed to be able to find, making my back arch, pressing my body closer to hers.

I loved the feel of her skin against mine, how we were two different types of tan, she was a few shades lighter than I and that was all I could think about when we weren't together, her milky flesh against my own sunkissed skin, slick with sweat, smelling of smoke and pine.

I could feel her smirk against my skin, as she repeated her movement once more, causing another strangled cry to issue from my lips. "Oh great gods of Olympus.." I moaned out, moving my hips along with her thrusts, her fingers curling inside of me, at just the right time, which had me coming hard, my whole body shaking with the effort.

"Damn, Chase, I think that's the hardest you've ever come." She smirked, working her fingers to a slow stop, allowing me to ride out my orgasm. I rolled my eyes, but was unable to speak quite yet, my chest was heaving and I was sure I was a bright red by now. "It's adorable, how hard you blush.." She murmured softly, placing kissed along my chest, up my neck and to my lips.

I smiled weakly against her lips, my breathing starting to slow as she relaxed me once more. I moved to return the favor, but she just blushed and shook her head, which had me grinning "Oh gods, you got off by watching me get off!" I teased her, placing a kiss to her lips as she huffed at me.

"Shut up, Athenian." She stuck her tongue out, which I then licked, causing her to blush once more. But she kept her tongue in her mouth after that.

We stayed, curled up there in our little cozy hole, that was really just a nice little patch of grass under an outcropping of rocks, but we didn't mind. It was away from the camp and hard to find.I ran my fingers through her silky mop of hair, listening to her breathing, until we would hear the dinner horn, making us both jump.

I felt cold as she pulled away, and as we got dressed, going our separate ways. "Goodnight..Clarisse.."I murmured, not even sure she could hear me. My heart sank into my stomach, the feeling only getting worse, the closer I got to the camp.

"Annabeth!" Percy yelled, a smile on his face as I neared the table. I managed a half smile and pecked his cheek, sitting next to him.

"Hey, Percy." I said softly, picking up my cup, which was now filled with cherry, vanilla Dr. Pepper. I sighed at the taste, only knowing of it because of Clarisse, who used to drink it as a child. "How are you?" I asked, picking at the little food that had appeared on my plate.

I listened to him chatter on about his day, only barely listening, enough that I could respond appropriately when needed. Other than that, my mind was elsewhere, traveling to long days and restless nights, where I seemed to only think of the daughter of Ares. Soon, I found my gaze wandering, only to catch the fiery eyes of the very girl who occupied my thoughts. offered a smile, which earned no response, before I got up from the table, excusing myself to head to bed, I was in no mood to deal with anyone or anything else.