So this is sort of a sequel to No Way Out…A lot of people asked me for it and I got bored so I wrote this little thing, lol. It isn't a lemon, obviously, but it focuses more on their…emotions I guess? Either way lol, I hope you enjoy it, I wasn't sure how to end it, but rest assured, Poseidon doesn't kill Luke…probably…:D Enjoy!

"Luke…" I whined quietly, pulling away from the kiss we'd been sharing for the past five minutes.

"What, Percy?" He sighed, shifting slightly so that our groins weren't rubbing together even though my legs were wrapped around his waist.

This had to have been about the sixth time in the last thirty minutest that I'd done this.

"As extremely sexy as it is to be making out with you on the beach, if we don't move soon my Dad is gonna find out." The tide was moving towards us-and I knew it was going faster than usual.

"I really, really, really don't care right now, Perce." He sighed again, giving me his 'If you don't shut up, I'm going to make you shut up' look.

"But you pissed him off, if you'll recall." I kissed him lightly, "And he's just looking for a reason to kill you now. And if that water touches one of us while we're doing this shit, he's not gonna hesitate for my sake."

Luke hesitated, than smirked.

"Percy…" he whispered my name in what might have been the most arousing tone I have ever heard in my short life.

I couldn't quite hold back the whimper.

"L-Luke?" I bit my lip, my voice breaking just slightly as I looked into his blue eyes.

"Mmm, take your clothes off."

…what…?

"N-no! Didn't you just hear me! It's bad enough that we're dry-humping on the beach, but he'll murder you if you try to fu-"

He cut me off, kissing me deeply. Almost immediately I gave in, eyes falling shut.

Mmm, Luke…

His hands went to my pants, but for some reason, unknown to me (wink, wink), I let him. It didn't really matter that my father was so going to kill of both of us-leaving us at the mercy of Hades.

I didn't care at all as he slid the material down my legs, humming softly. His hands rubbed at my legs and I whimpered, skin already shaking with longing as I moaned.

"O-oh Gods…L-Luke…." I groaned, as his hand rubbed my inner thigh.

"Mmm, Percy…" he nuzzled me gently, "Hips up."

I immediately did as he asked, and lifted my hips for him to take my pants and boxers off.

He set them in a pile next to us as he set up to pull his shirt off, sun gleaming on his perfect, tanned skin.

I couldn't help but stare, and remember fainting the first time Id touched that naked chest.

"F-fuck…" I stuttered, eyes getting to heavy to keep completely open as I looked into his deep, clear eyes.

He smirked, that bastard, and leaned over me, playing with the hem of my shirt.

"Mmm, when was the last time we did this?"

"A-awhile…" I whined, trailing a hand down his bare chest.

It was true, he hadn't touched me like this in so long. We'd been fighting Kronos and his army for the last few weeks…it was all over now though.

I smiled.

Everything was going to go back to normal now…or at least as normal as being a demigod can be…Anyway, the whole touching thing.

Luke hadn't done it in a while.

He smirked slightly, pulling my shirt off completely, before standing up and stripping himself of the rest of his clothes.

"What…are you doing? We're going to die, Luke." I said, sighing as he helped me to my feet.

I looked up into his eyes, noticing the scar on his face that I loved so much…all the handsome, elfish features he no doubt got from his father…

"Mmm, you're going to get us killed."

"Maybe," He smirked, "But what's the point staying safe if you can't do anything fun. Come on, he can't kill me for fucking you in the ocean."

"Oh, he totally can." I grumbled, but reluctantly followed him to the waves.

The instant I felt the water on my feet, I relaxed. My worries melted away and all I felt was the water, and Luke's hand in mine.

He led me out deeper, until the cool, clean water was sliding softly against my chest, and his upper stomach.

"Luke…" I muttered, biting my tongue to hold back a sound as his lips brushes my neck, "You're lucky I fucking love you."

"I know." He whispered against my skin, making me shudder.

His hand trailed down my sides, resting innocently on my hips, "You're doing this to piss my father off. I know you are."

"'course not, baby." He mumbled, muffled against my neck. But I could feel the smirk forming.

"B-Bastard…" I muttered back, one hand going to gently thread through his blond hair, and the other going to rest against his hand on my hip lightly, both of us rocking with the waves as I smiled.

"Mmm, maybe. But aren't we all?" He chuckled, and I rolled my eyes.

"' wasn't talking about literally, jerk."

He laughed softly, "I know." And then he kissed me.

And like every other time he kissed me, I almost lost myself in his taste. It was like…like the beach on a nice, summer day.

Cool, and welcome-yet scorching, burning me. It stole my breath, but it kept me so, so…I just couldn't think of the words to describe it…it was…was…just…awesome.

Luke's kiss was awesome, and it left me breathless.

He smirked as he pulled back, looking into my hazy eyes, "Still think this is a bad idea?"

"Fuck yes…"

"Is it gonna stop you?"

"Fuck no…" I whispered, kissing him deeply again.

And then we were underwater, and all that I saw was Luke's beautiful, beautiful eyes and his bright, bright hair, and his tanned skin against mine, and all the beautiful, scary-ass fish swimming around our giant bubble of air…

And I know I should have been more worried about my father finding out, or creeped out that we were having sex in front of a bunch of fish-those poor, innocent fish-but I wasn't. Because all I could focus on was Luke, and how fucking amazing he felt inside of me, and next to me…and how incredible his arms felt around me, holding me, how wonderful his lips felt against my skin, my lips…How…beautiful he felt, how beautiful he made me feel…and I kept flashing back to our first time in that stupid House-Mansion-thing...

"Luke…" I whispered, petting his head gently, which rested on my chest as we floated in my bubble of air, miles and miles out in the ocean.

"Mmm, Percy…" He whispered back, kissing my stomach gently as I carded my hand through his sweaty hair gently.

"I love you…"

"And I, you…" He murmured, leaning up to kiss me gently.

I smiled, kissing back gently.

"Mmm, great…We should get out of the water before-oh shit."

Yep…

"Oh…Dad…H-Hey! So this is so not what it looks like." I blinked, pushing Luke off me and backing away, pulling my legs to my chest to try and hide my…nakedness?

"Percy!" He thundered, glaring darkly at me.

"OhmygoddontkillLuke!"

Luke gave me a 'What the FUCK?' look as Dad turned to give him the dirties, angriest look I've ever seen, and I was surprised Luke didn't burst into flames just to escape it.

Mhm, yep. My Dad definitely hates my boyfriend…