Percy scowled at the iridescent walls of the Poseidon cabin, idly twirling Riptide between his fingers. The quiet gurgling of the repaired salt water fountain did nothing to soothe the rumbling maelstrom of emotions that swirled around in his mind, infinitely circling a single thought that refused to be banished despite his monumental efforts:

Always.

It had been years since the end of the Battle for Manhattan, but no matter how much time passed he still couldn't get over the last word she had spoken to Luke in the Olympian throne room.

Did you love me?

I did. And I always will.

He growled, tightening his hand around the pen until his knuckles were white. He paused, then breathed deeply, and exhaled, relaxing his grip.

He had resolved to respect Annabeth's feelings, even if it did feel like a betrayal after she kissed him before he destroyed Hephaestus' forge under Mount St. Helens. Hades, it was practically the sole reason he had entirely rebuffed Calypso after he had landed on Ogygia.

But when he heard her utter that one word, he felt like Backbiter had been thrust through his heart. It dampened his mood considerably and dulled the post-war celebrations. He didn't talk to Annabeth about it, she had made her feelings clear when she answered Luke without hesitation, even while he was there. He had confided in Grover about it though, who had done his best to cheer him up, and even though his efforts hadn't been entirely successful, he appreciated them nonetheless for reminding him that there were more people around him than just an unreciprocated love.

He never did stop admiring her though, not even when Reyna offered to get to know him better. It just felt… wrong to move on so carelessly, even though he had practically been given permission by the demigoddess herself. Hades, he had even thrown himself into Tartarus for her by intercepting Arachne's web with his own body.

Tartarus.

He shivered, fingers tightening around Riptide again. Not out of frustration, but instinct.

Tartarus had been unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It still gave him nightmares. The memories of trudging through the hellish place had burned itself into his mind and refused to leave. He still found himself waking up drenched in cold sweat and grasping for his blade more often than he would've liked, even after talking to Chiron and a few others about it.

Annabeth had appreciated the gesture of course, if anything she had tried to smother him in attention the moment he returned. Whether it was out of genuine gratitude, overwhelming guilt, or a combination of the two, she had hovered around him and did her best to attend to all of his needs, though he had stopped her once it became obvious she was running herself ragged for him. He had hoped, of course, that the action might have made her move on from Luke, but she still held him at a distance romantically, and while it disappointing, he accepted her wordless decision nonetheless. And regardless of her feelings toward him, he knew that he would never regret saving her whether or not she returned his affection.

It had also set him free, to a degree. After all, if enduring Tartarus wasn't going to win her love, then there wasn't anything else he could do. He had finally begun to consider other people after everything had settled down, though he hadn't been wanting for a lack of options even before his whole trek through the deepest pits of the underworld.

He had, at first, been tempted to take up as many of their offers as he could, perhaps out of spite, or maybe in a desperate attempt to forget everything he had seen during his time in Tartarus. Fortunately, he had stopped himself from doing so after he realized just how stupid of an idea it was. Still, he did end up humoring a few girls here and there.

The dates he'd gone on hadn't exactly been terrible, but there was always an issue that neither of them could work past. Whether it was his status as a demigod when he had human suitors, or his parentage as a child of the Big Three when it came to his fellow half-humans, or something else. He hadn't found anyone that felt 'right' to him. No one that had clicked with him or captured his heart in the same way Annabeth had.

Though there were certainly more than a few contenders, the foremost of which he certainly did not expect.

Piper.

He thought the stunning native knockout had been getting along swimmingly with Jason, but a quiet talk with her had put a quick rest to those thoughts.

Whatever romance that might've blossomed between them had been poisoned by the false memories forced into their skulls. Just like him, she had been rebuffed when she had approached the son of Zeus during the victory celebrations and received an answer that had left her sulking for the rest of the triumph.

It wasn't until later that the two had connected after recognizing the pained look they no doubt saw in the mirror far too often in the eyes of another person.

Their friendship had been decent at best during the second Gigantomachy, but had quickly developed once they had spent more time together. Between their shared love of the outdoors, similar sense of humor, and frequent sparring sessions, he was finding it difficult not to try and escalate their relationship beyond the platonic.

He didn't want to get rejected again, nor did he want to make it awkward for the both of them. But he also didn't want to wait too long and have her snatched away from him by someone else, nor could he deny the way his heart quickened in her presence.

He grumbled and rubbed his face. Stupid dilemmas.

He was brought out of his musings when the rhythmic crashing of the ocean and constant flow of the fountain was interrupted, the water shaking and trembling in response to his poorly controlled emotions. He breathed deeply, not wishing to accidentally damage or destroy something and be on the receiving end of another one of Chiron's long-winded lectures.

Percy blinked in surprise when a knock came on his cabin.

He briefly entertained the thought of pretending he was absent.

"Percy! I know you're in there!"

He sighed. Damn.

Knowing there was no point in delaying the inevitable, he tucked Riptide into his pocket, checked his wristwatch shield and straightened his shirt before he opened the door.

Nico stood there, dressed in full battle armor with his signature Stygian Iron sword hanging at his side and a red-plumed helmet tucked under his arm.

"What is it, Nico?" Percy asked, leaning against the doorframe.

The demigod pointed towards the forest, where the rest of the campers were assembling. "We're playing Capture the Flag, and we need you to lead the blue team."

Right, Annabeth's in New Rome right now... Which meant he was practically the only person who could command a team to go toe to toe with one lead by Nico and Clarisse. He briefly considered getting someone else to take the position, but when he recalled the earful of coward accusations that the daughter of Ares leveled upon him afterwards, his answer came to him in an instant. "Got it, just give me a few seconds to get everything."

Nico put on his helmet and clapped him on the shoulder. "Alright, I'll see you out there on the battlefield."

The son of Poseidon grinned despite himself. "I look forward to it."

Nico departed quickly and Perseus shook his head in an attempt dispel the cloud of gloom that seemed to have settled itself around him.

Maybe I just need a little excitement to get my mind off of things…

And he was right, just not in a way that he ever expected.

…

His eyes swept the underbrush as he stalked through the forest with Riptide in one hand and his shield on the other. The game had been going on for over an hour and neither side was any closer to winning.

Clarisse sallied forth while Nico held the line, a simple – but effective – strategy that forced Percy, and the rest of the blue team, on the defensive. Despite their skill, they hadn't managed to reach the flag and vice versa, leaving the game in a seemingly endless stalemate.

He was patrolling the border, vigilant for any possible incursions or openings, when he heard voices ringing out from his side of the forest.

"Where is it!?"

"I don't know! You probably forgot it in your cabin!"

He recognized the voices as belonging to Drew and Piper, both children of Aphrodite. He grumbled in annoyance and moved towards where they were quarreling.

He pushed through the foliage and emerged into a small clearing where the two demigods were in a heated argument.

Despite his intentions, he couldn't help but take an instant to admire the two gorgeous girls in front of him.

Drew cut a stunning figure with her wide hips, narrow waist and generous chest, made all the more apparent when she crossed her arms under her breasts. Her straightened black hair cascaded around her like an obsidian curtain, perfectly framing her delicate visage. Though she had refrained from making any snide comments during his emotional convalescence, he had caught her sending more than one infuriatingly smug smirk his way, as if to say 'I told you so'.

Piper, meanwhile, possessed a wilder beauty in contrast to Drew's harsh glamour, though she was no less attractive for it. Her hourglass physique was pleasantly accentuated by the tight clothes she wore, and the unrefined edges of her hair framing her fierce eyes made them look all the more alluring.

He was quickly brought out of his musings when the dispute continued.

"As if!" Drew stabbed a well-manicured finger at her half-sister. "I saw how you eyed that necklace. What's to say you didn't steal it?"

Piper rolled her eyes. "If you don't believe me then go look for it yourself. You have a brain don't you?"

The Asian half-blood narrowed her smoky eyes in fury and was about to deliver a caustic retort when Percy quickly stepped in.

"I'll go search for it," He interjected, causing the two girls to look at his unexpected arrival and declaration with surprise. His eyes flickered between the two faces, searching for any signs of objection. "If you two promise to behave."

Drew's demeanor switched near-instantaneously from bitchy ice queen to coquettish sycophant with such speed it would've been unnerving had he not already been used to it. A seductive smile curved her full, luscious lips and she winked at him. "Thanks honey, I'll do my best to make sure she doesn't lose the game for us."

Piper scoffed at her proclamation and touched the hilt of Katoptris but nonetheless gave Percy a grateful look.

He simply gave a tired nod in response and left the two to themselves. The cabins weren't too far away and he was a fairly fast runner. So long as nothing delayed him, he was certain he could be there and back in time without missing anything important.

He sheathed both his sword and shield as he stepped past the line of trees that marked the camp's forest and jogged over to the Barbie house lookalike that was the love goddess' cabin. He knocked on the door in case any Aphrodite campers decided to sneak away from Capture the Flag in favor of doing whatever they usually did, which was more common an occurrence than he would have liked.

When he received no response, he opened the door and stepped inside, wrinkling his nose at the heavy scent of perfume that pervaded the interior. He scanned the chests at the foot of each bed until his gaze fell upon the one with Drew's name on it. Kneeling in front of the casket, he popped it open and rummaged through her various belongings, searching for the necklace in question.

Perseus had seen the piece of jewelry on her enough times to unwillingly memorize its appearance, though it seemed that useless detail would come in handy now. He put aside fashion magazines, movie posters, clothing catalogues, perfume adverts, and, of course, silk-lined boxes of rings, bracelets and earrings as he meticulously combed through her possessions.

He frowned when his fingers met the bottom of the chest yet still didn't find the desired necklace.

He sighed. If he lost the battle because of a goddamn necklace…

He placed the items back into the container and was about to search the closet when a brilliant flash lit the room for a moment and disappeared as quickly as it had come. Old battle instincts kicked in and he whipped around, Riptide at the ready and his shield tight against his arm.

Kaleidoscopic eyes that twinkled with amusement met those of sea-green as they widened in surprise when he recognized who stood before him.

A low-cut bodice of pink silk and a three-tiered hoop skirt with white scalloped lace hugged the curves of her body, showing off her ample bust, flat tummy and childbearing hips. A veritable valley of cleavage lead to a slender and graceful neck, connecting to a delicate chin that formed a small part of the stunning sculpture that was her face.

Full, plump lips that were more often than not in a pout, a perfectly formed nose that came across as both elegant and cute, almond shaped eyes that held multicolored irises, accentuated by expertly applied eyeliner and mascara. Her hair formed a sleek, silken backdrop, the golden tresses flowed down to her waist like a waterfall of sunlight, further emphasizing her radiant alabaster skin that had nary a mark on it.

Though Percy had been fairly acclimatized to her stunning beauty, his breath still caught in his chest when he looked at her. Remembering his manners, he kneeled before her with his head bowed in deference. "What can I do for you, Lady Aphrodite?" He asked, his voice an even, neutral tone that betrayed none of the suspicion or resentment he felt towards the goddess of love.

She offered no reply, merely sitting down on one of the bunks and motioning for him to do the same. He sat across from her, weapons sheathed once more, and awaited her response. Seconds ticked by, though they felt like hours with the awkward silence that reigned between them. Just as he opened his mouth to make an excuse about having to return to the game, she finally spoke, "Still not quite over her, huh?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Excuse me?"

"Annabeth."

His viridian eyes flashed dangerously. "Did you have anything to do with-"

"No."

"Swear it."

Without hesitation, Aphrodite did so, "I swear by the River Styx that I did not directly or indirectly, deliberately influence the relationship between you – Perseus Jackson – and Annabeth Chase."

Thunder boomed overhead and he waited for a moment to see if anything would happen. Nothing did and his eyes softened, though he still remained wary. "How can you be so sure you're meddling didn't push her away from me?"

"Because. I know love inside and out." She said, "If I wanted to separate the two of you, I would have done it much differently. Alas, the decision was one she made on her own, completely independent from my influence."

"Then why are you here?"

A smile touched her lips. "To offer you godhood."

He blinked in shock at the proposition and was rendered silent for several seconds until his surprise-addled mind formed a single word: "Why?"

"Because." She sighed, daintily folding her hands over one another on her lap. "After fighting so hard for a world that would discard you without a second thought and for gods that treat you like a pawn, you deserve happiness at the very least. Well, that and because Zeus wanted to see if you'd change your mind." She wrinkled her nose. "Besides, I imagine divinity might get you out of this romantic rut you've been in for the past few months."

"And you think being a god will make me happy?"

Aphrodite shrugged. "It might, depending on which domains you choose."

"Oh?" Percy raised a skeptical eyebrow. "And what might they be?"

The goddess hid her coy smile behind a pink-feathered fan she conjured mid-conversation. "I can certainly think of a few…"

"And they are?"

"Sex, lust, desire, pleasure." She listed off nonchalantly, a wicked gleam appearing in her eyes. Really, she truly did want to help Percy, but it didn't mean she couldn't take advantage of the situation.

His gaze snapped up to her in shock, not quite believing what she had just said. "What?"

She giggled. "You heard me."

"What…" He repeated, his mind still attempting to consolidate her answer. "What makes you think those things will make me happy?"

"Have you tried them?"

"Well, no."

"Then you don't know yet do you?"

The demigod grudgingly acquiesced. "I guess not."

"Then this is the perfect opportunity!" Aphrodite trilled. "I'll give you my greater blessing for a… test run, so to speak. If you like it, great! If not, then I can easily take it back and you can try out some other domains until you find a few you like." She patted the space next to her. "Take a seat."

He sat down with a grunt. "Alright, so how does this wor-mmmmmfff!"

His eyes widened in surprise as the goddess shoved her tongue down his throat, pulling him into a deep kiss. His hand instinctively settled on her hips and he was acutely aware how her voluptuous figure pressed wonderfully against him. After a moment's hesitation, he began to kiss her back, drinking in her sweet scent as he aggressively coiled his tongue around her's.

She moaned as he eagerly reciprocated her kiss with surprising skill, and she could feel herself becoming wetter and wetter by the second. Her hands roamed across his back, reveling in the feel of his taut, toned muscles as they shifted and flexed beneath her touch. She could sense a sizeable bulge pressing against her thigh and she couldn't help but grind against it, eliciting a shiver from the demigod.

The goddess could have easily applied the blessing with a simple finger snap in a fraction of the time… but Percy didn't need to know that. Beside; this method was much more fun.

She only stopped their make out session after the alterations had been completed (or perhaps a little later than that), pushing him back and taking a deep breath to steady herself. She bit her plump lips and ground her thighs together in a half-hearted attempt to suppress her arousal.

What little progress she made was immediately reversed when she caught sight of the new Percy.

The demigod shifted uncomfortably as Aphrodite shamelessly ran her eyes over him. He leaned backwards from her hungry gaze and crossed muscular his arms, which had the unfortunate (?) side effect of attracting her attention even more.

"Mmmmm." She licked her lips. "Why don't you go take a look for yourself?"

Keen to escape her 'eager observation', he did as she suggested and quickly made his way to the bathroom. Ignoring the countless rows of perfume bottles, cans of hairspray, and tubes of lipstick, he studied himself in the mirror and was utterly stunned by what he saw.

Eyes of the purest sea green peered out from tousled locks of silky onyx that sat atop his head like a crown of supple shadows. His chiseled visage was sharply accentuated by the strong jawline and sleek neck that connected to a pair of powerful shoulders subtly rising and falling with each contraction of his broad chest.

Curious about what else the blessing had changed, he lifted the hem of his shirt and was met with the sight of his six pack being more defined than ever. The ends of his abdominal V peeked above the waistband of his pants, teasing at a more alluring prize hidden just out of sight. And though he couldn't see it, he could tell from a cursory flex of his legs that they too had been enhanced just as much as his upper body.

But despite the myriad of differences between this body and his previous one, he could still recognize himself. The same eyes. The same scars. Even his crooked grin had remained.

Percy's reverie was broken when he heard an all-too-familiar moan coming from just outside the bathroom and realized he had been giving the goddess of love an inadvertent strip show while he examined himself. Especially now that he noticed his armor had been removed somehow during the entire affair and placed neatly into a corner.

Aphrodite pouted when she realized he had stopped but quickly recovered from her disappointment and stood up from the bunk, slowly sashaying over to the nervous demigod. She giggled playfully as she ran a hand down his stomach - fingers tracing his flawless abs through the thin black t-shirt he wore - before dipping lower to meet the impressive bulge protruding from his shorts.

He drew a sharp breath as she began to stroke his shaft with her sinfully soft touch and bit back a moan when she tightened her grip. He began to involuntarily buck his hips in time with her teasing and was on the verge of orgasm when she withdrew her hand.

She laughed as he growled menacingly with an undercurrent of barely-restrained lust.

"Sorry Percy, but looks like I've got to go!" She giggle and hopped back a few steps, arms clasped behind her back as she swayed back and forth playfully, her breasts waving seductively from side to side. "But I'm sure you'll find someone else to help with your little… problem." She gave him a dainty wave of her fingers and winked coyly. "Until next time!"

The goddess disappeared in a flash of light just as someone entered the cabin.

Piper walked in, completely oblivious to the events that had just taken place moments before her entrance.

"Hello?" She called out. "Percy?"

Seeing that the bathroom's door was open and the light on, she quickly made her way towards it.

Turning the corner, she sighed in relief. "Hey Percy, have you found Drew's-"

She froze, hands coming up to her mouth as she was met with the sight of the Hero of Olympus doubled over, breathing heavily and with a very prominent bulge between his legs.

Too shocked to say any more, the only sound present was that of the demigod's deep breaths as he sought to suppress his arousal.

Eventually she stuttered out a question. "Are… are you alright?"

His gaze snapped up to meet her's and she gasped at the seething, sultry lust contained therein.

She flushed, attempting to tear her eyes away from the sight before her, yet found that she couldn't. Heat pooled between her legs and she unconsciously ground her thighs together in an attempt to suppress her growing arousal. The yoga pants and t-shirt she wore suddenly felt too hot and the cool air of the cabin became stifling.

Unsure, she took a step towards the demigod and asked in a meek, quiet voice. "Do you need help?"

Percy could only grunt and nod, unable to articulate what kind of her help he needed for fear of saying something he might regret. He knew that the fervor coursing through his veins and flooding his mind was probably Aphrodite's parting gift to him. Though he was still resisting his carnal urges, his bulwark of willpower was slowly being worn away by the overwhelming tides of lust crashing against its walls.

Not knowing what else to do, she guided him out of the bathroom and sat him down on the bed. Her gaze roamed over his body – attempting to stare at anything but his raging erection – and she quickly realized just how… attractive the demigod was. She had journeyed with him before, and heard rumors of course, whispered around the camp fire and trilled by her half-siblings, but she had never gotten the chance to examine the Hero of Olympus in such an intimate setting before. Not even during their quest to defeat the Giants.

Piper openly gawked at him while he was occupied trying not to pounce on her and she found herself becoming more and more aroused with each passing second. Her lust only intensified when he uttered a low, sultry groan that resonated through her body, making her acutely aware of her utterly soaked her panties were.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck her, courtesy of a porn magazine she had found under the mattress of one of her siblings and promptly read out of curiosity. She prayed to her mother for it to work; which, of course, was a given considering the latter`s vested interest.

"Hey, Percy?" She meekly whispered, afraid that someone would catch wind of their clandestine conversation. "I… I could help you with… uh…" She was at a loss for words attempting to refer to his erection in a less crass manner and eventually simply resorted to gesturing at the engorged organ in question.

The demigod stared incredulously at her for a moment, crippling arousal momentarily forgotten by the surprise he felt at her offer. He was ready to decline on that grounds that she didn't need to go to such lengths for him when another wave of insatiable desire crashed into his mind, sweeping away his train of thought in a tsunami of primal urges. He could only nod in response to her offer, feeling that he would go mad with lust if he didn't do something to satisfy it.

She quickly shed her armor and kneeled between his legs, gently brushing aside his hands and pulling down his shorts with barely contained excitement.

Slowly but surely, inch after inch of his thick, throbbing shaft was revealed to her hungry eyes. By her estimate, it was at least ten inches long and two and a half inches thick, pulsing in time with his heartbeat and accompanied by a heady, musky scent that made her feel light-headed and all the hornier.

While she was mesmerized by his cock, Percy realized he could feel her lust for him like heat from a campfire; it seemed that Aphrodite's blessing had also given him a sense beyond the five he already possessed.

He was brought back to the present when he felt Piper hand caressing his naked shaft. She cautiously pumped it, watching him carefully to discern his reaction. She tightened her grip and sped up, drawing a low, rumbling groan from his powerful chest. Emboldened by her positive response, she lowered her head until she was face to face with the tip of his cock. Tentatively, she took it into her mouth, her tongue swirling and teasing the hard, sensitive flesh. She heard him draw a sharp breath and his shaft twitched in her mouth, spurting sweet, sticky precum onto her tongue which she eagerly swallowed.

She began rhythmically bobbing her head up and down, sucking his cock with surprising skill. There was a rustle of fabric as Percy dug his hands into the sheets and the noise only served to make her go faster.

"Piper…" He shuddered as she ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft.

A shiver passed through her body as he said her name and the heat between her legs only grew hotter. Hoping to return the sentiment, she began to lean forward, relaxing her neck as she took him deep into her throat. Though she had no prior experience, she managed to swallow his intimidating cock with only a few gags, her Aphrodite parentage shining through.

His whole body tensed as his entire shaft was enveloped in a warm, wet sheath that undulated wonderfully around him. He squeezed his eyes shut as he concentrated on not cumming right there and then, desperately trying to prolong the incredible pleasure he felt for as long as humanly possible. The only sounds that filled the cabin were ragged breaths, noisy slurps and the occasional grunt when Piper touched upon a particularly delicate spot on his shaft.

Though she had never given head before, her siblings had been more than willing to inform about a number of sexual acts and how they were performed, complete with visual and auditory aids. At the time, she had resented them for the lessons that had been forced upon her, but was now thankful that she had been adequately prepared. Indeed, she handled the act with impressive finesse befitting a child of the goddess of Love. Her hands were around the base of his length, fondling his big, heavy balls as she give him a blowjob. She took deep breaths whenever she pulled back and curled her lips over her teeth to ensure they wouldn't accidentally graze his shaft.

To his credit, Percy managed to last the better part of ten minutes on the receiving end of such masterful fellatio, but despite his tremendous willpower, he felt himself passing the point of no return.

Acting quickly, he gently, but firmly, clutched her head and pulled her face into his crotch until her chin met his balls.

Her eyes widened at his sudden forcefulness and her nostrils flared as they inhaled his heady, musky scent that made the wetness between her legs grow. She could feel his swollen testicles twitch and his shaft pulsate as he began to cum.

His cock tensed as it spurted rope after rope of thick, creamy semen down her throat, causing her to shudder in delight as warmth bloomed in her belly. She instinctively massaged the throbbing shaft with her throat muscles in an attempt to coax as much of the delicious seed as she could out of him.

When the torrent slowed to a trickle, he sighed in relief, releasing her head. She slowly pulled back, tongue swirling and licking as she cleaned every square inch of his length. She finally released his shaft with a pop and sat back, panting heavily as she savored the decadent flavor of Percy's cock that lingered in her mouth.

Percy, meanwhile, was breathing deeply as his mind processed what had just happened. He had no idea that agreeing to retrieve Drew's necklace would lead to the most mind-blowingly pleasurable experience of his entire life. Now, there was only one problem…

He looked down at his shaft, still rock hard and aroused as ever.

He was still horny as fuck.

Luckily, looking back up at Piper, he could still sense that she was just as turned on as he was, if not more, by her lust-filled gaze, trembling legs and the fiery pinkish-red aura suffusing the air around her.

She had taken the initiative by offering her help, and now, it was time for him to return the favor.

She squeaked cutely when he swept her up in his arms and deposited her on the bed. She looked up at him in confusion until she saw him kneeling between her legs. With a shiver of excited anticipation, she hooked her thumbs into her yoga pants and quickly pulled them off along with her soaked panties, leaving her lower half utterly naked.

He could feel his cock stiffen even more when he caught sight of her slick, dripping pussy leaking her honey all over the inside of her thighs. His eyes darted back up to meet hers and a blush darkened her face, but she refused to look away and instead met his gaze.

Despite the arousal clouding his mind, he still had enough control to ask for permission first.

"Do you want me to…?" He trailed off, unsure how to phrase the question without sounding too direct, despite how far they had already gone.

Her cheeks reddened even more, but she nodded.

He responded by pulling her closer to the edge of the bed and burying himself tongue deep into her sweet, silky cunt. Though he had no previous experience in performing cunnilingus, he trusted in Aphrodite's blessing and allowed himself to rely entirely upon instinct. The slab of crimson muscle pressed upwards and rubbed against her g-spot, expertly stimulating the sensitive cluster of nerves.

He moved again before she could acclimate to the sensation and withdrew from her pussy, instead focusing his attention on the tiny nub of flesh peeking out from beneath its hood. His tongue delicately licked at her clit and her hips jerked sharply in response. He tightened his grip and continued to eat her out with gusto as she squirmed in his grasp, whimpering and moaning as he deftly manipulated every sweet spot he could reach inside and around her pussy.

Her hands grasped at the sheets, trying to stifle the trembling of her body as her nervous system attempted to process the overwhelming amount of pleasure coursing through her veins. She could feel herself approaching her limit faster than she would have liked and settled for making the last few moments as memorable as possible. She sunk his fingers into his silky black hair and threw her head back as her toes curled and her back arched, her body locked in the throes of rapturous orgasm.

Percy eagerly drank in her nectar as her honey pot spasmed around his tongue. He could feel her shaking against him as he continued to move within her, intensifying her climax to an ungodly level.

After what seemed like an eternity of searing bliss tearing through her being, she finally returned from her foray into paradise and slumped against the bed.

He withdrew his tongue from her twitching pussy with a lewd schlick, causing her hips to jerk involuntarily.

He pulled himself up beside her and the two of them laid there, breathing deeply as they took a moment`s reprieve between their spirited lovemaking.

His raging libido had abated for a moment, allowing him to reflect upon what had just occurred.

He was fairly certain that she liked him beyond a platonic manner, if recent events were anything to go by, but he had to ensure that their moments of passion weren`t simply the results of Aphrodite`s divine interference.

"Piper?" He called out quietly.

"Hmm?" Came the reply as she snuggled up to him. He curled his arm around her possessively, almost as a reflex.

"Thank you."

"Your welcome." She replied, content from her position pressed against his body. "I know you'd do the same for me."

Something briefly flared within him at the suggestion, and his lips curved into a playful grin. "Would you like me to?"

She peered up at him, confusion written across her gorgeous face as she attempted to decipher his question. She blushed a moment later as the implication struck her and he chuckled at her reaction. She bit her lip, eyes cast downwards as she silently debated whether or not to accept his proposal. When her gaze returned to him, clouded by nervousness but also brimming with anticipation, he knew what the answer would be.

She nodded and he abruptly pulled her into a kiss, one hand hooked around her waist, holding her closer to him while the other stroked her leg, ghosting across the sensitive flesh. Something dark and dominant had emerged within him, a side of his personality that even he had been unaware of until now.

She gasped at the unexpected, but not at all unwelcome, action and quivered beneath his surprisingly skilled touch. His lips tasted of the sea, salty, but oddly pleasant, and she found herself wanting more of it. Her hands ran across his sculpted form, reveling in the feel of his muscles as they twisted and flexed beneath his skin.

He propped himself up and knelt between her legs, rubbing his cock against her dripping, virgin slit. Despite his mounting arousal, he gave her one last chance to back out. Using what little restraint he had left, he whispered. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" She gasped.

He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to take it slowly despite the bestial urges clouding his mind. He slowly slid himself in, hissing as his thick, throbbing shaft was enveloped and squeezed by her tight, wet pussy. His mind went blank. He had never felt this magnitude of ecstasy before, and he certainly wasn't prepared for it.

Nor was he alone. Piper whimpered as he pushed in, tensing as she felt a sharp spike of pain that was quickly muted by the sensation of his slick cock grinding against her delicate vaginal walls as he sank deeper and deeper within her. But with every inch that entered her, her discomfort was gradually replaced with a warm, tingling heat that slowly grew hotter and hotter.

He finally came to a stop when his engorged testicles came to a rest against her plump netherlips and the tips of his cock pressed against a seemingly impenetrable barrier. The break was much needed for both of them to adjust to the overwhelming pleasure assailing their minds. To his surprise, Piper took the initiative, impatiently wiggling her hips as she bit her lip and looked up imploringly at the son of Poseidon.

Not one to deny such an enticing request, he drew back and thrust in, groaning as her hot, moist cunt coiled around his length, as though it were trying to pull him in and force him out at the same time. He felt her wrap her legs around him, urging him to go faster and deeper. He eagerly obliged, picking up the pace and savoring the feeling of having his shaft balls deep inside her.

Piper moaned as he fucked her, her hands clutched the bedsheets as her tender, pink folds were parted again and again by his thick cock. The sound of their panting was regularly interspersed with lewd schlicks and wet squelches as their hips met again and again. The scent of sex saturated the cabin and her juices stained the bed beneath them, leaving a definite trace of their lascivious activities.

Not that either of them cared much about the state of their surroundings at that moment.

Percy decided to experiment once he was sure he would be able to stave off his climax for a reasonable amount of time. He hilted himself and drew circles within her, grinding his length against her walls and eliciting a delightful gasp that trailed off into a sultry moan which he was quick to silence by pressing his lips against her's. She promptly retaliated by rolling her hips and squeezing down on his shaft, forcing a deep groan from his throat as his cock was massaged by her silky walls, giving her the opportunity to gain the upper hand in their oral wrestling match.

In a tiny part of his mind, the part not yet utterly consumed by lust and ecstasy, he noted that he was slamming into the entrance of her womb with every thrust, which should have been painful for her. Yet judging by the way her tongue trembled against his each time his cock pressed against her cervix and the pleased little noises she made every time he threatened to enter her uterus, he felt it was safe to say she thoroughly enjoyed it.

They separated, breaking the kiss as they felt themselves approaching the point of no return. He changed his rhythm, quickening his pace even further, working himself into a frenzy as his beleaguered mind desperately sought release. Her hands let go of the bedsheets and dug into his back, clinging on for dear life even as she urged him to continue. Her moans and whimpers rang in his ears like vulgar music, further complementing the erotic cacophony of flesh smacking against flesh that filled the room.

To his surprise, and perhaps to Piper's as well, it was she who came first. Her eyes widened and legs flexed as a burst of pleasured chords sent echoing waves of rippling bliss throughout her body. She shuddered and shook as her mind reveled in the crescendo of ecstasy that reached even the deepest corners of her psyche.

He grunted, feeling her pussy spasm around his cock, clinging to every vein and ridge on his shaft as he plunged in and out, struggling to delay his inevitable climax for as long as possible.

Finally, when he felt that he could take no more, he tried to pull out, only for her deceptively strong legs to keep him inside her. Whatever words of protest he had died on his lips as she pleaded breathlessly through her orgasmic throes, "Cum in me, Percy. Cum in me."

With a final, passionate thrust, he clenched his jaw as he completely sheathed himself inside her, forcing her cervix open with the tip of his cock as his shaft twitched and throbbed, pumping her womb full of his hot, creamy seed. She gasped at the sudden heat that blossomed in her core, intensifying her climax as she involuntarily tightened around his pulsating cock, forcing as much cum as possible from his swollen balls.

Once he had finished emptying himself into her uterus, and she was no longer wracked by blissful tremors, they both took a moment to breathe. And that was when they realized something.

They were both still aroused.

Normally that would have been impossible, but considering recent events, it was more than likely that divine interference had something to do with it. Not that either one of them cared, it simply meant more time to indulge in this newly discovered pleasure.

Surprisingly, it was Piper who took the initiative this time, reversing her position until she was the one on top. Just as she began to move, they heard the cabin door slam open, followed by a startled gasp.

They both turned their heads to see none other than Drew, standing stock still in the doorway with her hands pressed to her mouth in utter surprise.