No Strings Attached

9

Your POV:

Of course the red team had won, it didn't really surprise anybody, but that didn't stop them from rubbing it into our faces.

Most people hadn't questioned Leo and me when we got back to the bigger group, most just chalked our disheveled appearances up to a fight that most likely happened at some point during the game. Then again, who would expect the two camp dorks, that are subsequently best friends, to have gotten up to funny busines in the woods?

Piper McClean that is.

The moment I saw that stupid smirk plastered on her face I knew that it wasn't from being on the winning team. I shouldn't have been surprised though, she is a daughter of Aphrodite, and my best friend above all.

While others were still celebrating she pulled me to the side, starting her rapid fire of questions, not even giving me time to actually answer any of them. I let her ramble on for a minute but interrupted her as there didn't seem to be coming an end to her endless stream of questions any time soon.

"Later Pipes," she pouted as a form of objection but quickly perked up again after I asked her my next question, "Do you know how to give a blowjob?"

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Two hours, a shower and a crash course from Piper later and it was already ten fifty. Ten more minutes before curfew so ten more minutes for me to try and slip into the woods unnoticed. The sun was already down, I silently shot a quick prayer and thanks to my dad for getting lazier around winter time, and started off into the woods. My only light source was the moon but I knew this route like the back of my hand.

Yes, the dryads are constantly moving around and changing the layout of the woods, but after a few months of checking up on Leo, to make sure he didn't work himself to death, and I had started to count my steps.

Sixteen steps forward, three to the left to avoid falling into a hole, then thirty-nine forward again, and finally twenty-five to the left. After that you'll end up in a clearing with the door of bunker nine carved out of the side of a cliff. I was vaguely aware of the conch horn sounding in the distance, signaling curfew, but I was much too focused on the sound of my own erratic heartbeat.

I opened the door, my footsteps echoing through the giant, dark, room as I stepped inside.

"Leo?" I called out, cautiously walking further into the darkness. The room stayed silent as I got no response, I probably just got here before him. I go to sit down at one of the workbenches, and maybe turn on some fucking light in here, when I suddenly feel something grab my shoulder. I jumped up in surprise before my reflexes kicked in.

I turned around, the darkness making it hard for me to see anything but a vague outline. I punched, whatever it was, right in the middle of its face. It groaned and doubled over in pain. That's when I realized I recognized that groan.

I small ball of fire appeared in his palm while he slowly stood up straight again, illuminating the room. "Fuck princess, you really pack a punch," as he spoke I noticed that I hadn't hit him in the middle of his face like I thought, his nose was fine. His lip, however, wasn't.

I just busted my dates lip. Nice one Y/N.

"Leo I'm so sorry! Are you okay? Can I-" I cut myself of when I saw that damn signature 'troublemaker' smirk spread across his lips. That same smirked that spelled trouble with a capital T.

"Yes, you can help me. It really hurts a lot you know," his expression didn't match his words one bit but I let him continue anyways, "You know what would make it better?"