A/N: I own nothing but the plot and M-rated scenes and stuff. Enjoy! *wink
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"Oh!"
Annabeth was startled as Percy suddenly lifted her up to sit on the balcony bannister. They were now almost eye to eye, with her just a few inches in height taller than him. She was so used to having to look up at him. The new perspective of looking down at him only showed that he was handsome at every angle.
"Don't worry, I won't let you fall," Percy promised as he steadied her. "Trust me."
She lifted her hand and caressed the side of his face. "I'll always trust you."
Both of them smiled at each other at her words. Percy's green eyes shone in happiness, lit by candlelight. Leaning forward a few inches, Annabeth enveloped them both in a searing kiss. From their earlier kiss, he had already licked away most of the taste of the mulberry wine. Still, she could taste the desire for her on his lips.
Breaking apart from their kiss, Percy sighed contentedly and buried his head in her neck. She had already bathed waiting for him to come home. Her maids were ecstatic and had enthusiastically massaged the new Duchess with perfumed oils sent by Madam Drew Tanaka. The maids had very happily told their mistress that they were scents that would help drive the Duke crazy. And before Annabeth could do anything else, the maids giggled at the announcement that the Duke had arrived back home.
It was this scent that Percy was concentrated on. Every time he breathed, Annabeth could feel the soft warm puffs of air brush against her skin.
Annabeth stroked his soft hair. She had already been told of what would happen to the people who had caused her tremendous pain in this life and the past.
Her thoughts were disturbed by Percy turning his head deeper into her neck and kissing the tender flesh underneath her ear. His stubble tickled the skin, adding another layer of sensation.
"Percy," she said, slowly. "I have something to tell you."
"Hmm?"
As though drunk on mulberry wine and on the scent of the perfume wafting deliciously from her skin, Percy was occupied in dotting her neck with pink marks. Here and there his teeth would nip as though wanting to bite into the tantalizing skin as soft as peach skin. His tongue would soothe the little pain that followed from the bites, circling around the areas until they were thoroughly debauched and rosy pink.
"Tell me what, my love?"
Even as he spoke, he drifted his hands up and down the sides of her torso. Annabeth's mind grew fuzzy and lost the words that she wanted to say. But she could wait a little while later. They had the rest of a lifetime together. And so she changed her words.
"Pull open my dressing gown."
"Hmm?"
It was now that Percy realized that his wife was not wearing an ordinary dress nor her regular dressing gown. It was a new piece from Madam Drew Tanaka, Percy surmised. The silky red material clung to Annabeth's curves, and the front could easily be opened by loosening the belt. In his haste, Percy was so wrapped up in hugging his wife, he hadn't noticed the new outfit. Once again, he found himself thinking he would buy all of Madam Tanaka's new styled dressing gown for his wife.
His finger reached out pushed aside the dressing gown material starting at the neck. Pushed aside, the dressing gown revealed more and more of her provocative skin until his finger reached the belt. It was then Percy realized that Annabeth was not wearing anything underneath. The inner sides of her breasts were revealed to the night sky, while the two folds of the dressing gown concealed the rest of her breasts. But he could tell where her hardened nipples had become peaks underneath the clingy cloth.
"You...are going to be the reason for sending me to early grave," he murmured.
"I wouldn't like that. I just married you."
The wind rustled through the balcony. Only then did the two realize where they were. Percy scowled down at the gardens but thankfully, no was there. Annabeth blushed as anyone looking up would have seen what the pair was up to.
"Let's go inside."
With that, Percy scooped Annabeth up and headed back into their bedchamber. She found herself lying on the bed with Percy over her, her dressing gown pushed off her shoulder. From this view on the bed, she didn't have to look far to see the unmistakable bulge of lying restrained in his pants.
"You look absolutely delectable right now."
Percy's eyes raked down her body, heating every part up. She was lying like a present only half-unwrapped, an erotic sight for her husband to behold.
Annabeth lazily reached up and seductively stroked Percy's chest. He had already shucked his knight's jacket off, leaving just his white shirt. This time, it would be her turn to impatiently rip open his shirt, buttons scattering over the bed.
"I must say, you look the same as well."
Her hands traced over his shoulders and down his well-defined pectoral muscles. The evenly crossed serratus muscles just to the sides and underneath his pecs were equally as detailed and didn't miss her attention as well. Then down her hands went as they marveled over his abdomen as well.
"Seen enough?" Percy asked, his voice amused at the heated look in her eyes.
"No." She answered saucily back. "I haven't touched enough either."
He threw his head back and laughed at her eagerness. Remarkably, his patience was still holding out well. Annabeth was already ready to pounce on her husband, but Percy merely grinned at her cutely impatient actions.
"Be prepared then. As a knight, I've trained my stamina to endure long hours on the battlefield." He warned cheekily.
"We'll see about that then."
"Is that a challenge?"
His green eyes sparked. Without waiting for her answer, Percy swooped low and kissed her deeply. Their tongue intertwined as each fought for dominance.
"Hnnngh..."
With his tongue delving deep in her mouth, Annabeth couldn't fight back a light moan, half muffled by Percy's lips swallowing hers. She blamed losing the fight due to Percy's wandering hands that had pushed aside the folds of her dressing gown and sneakily reached for her breasts.
With one hand on each plump mound, his fingers massaged the round flesh and tweaked the hardening nubs on top of the mounds. She certainly wasn't the most developed in the chest department, but Percy didn't seem to mind as he played with the sensitive nubs. Annabeth could only moan and whimper as the callouses on his palm brushed against her tender skin. Once, she had secretly touched her own bosom, but to no avail, only Percy's touch seemed to stimulate her.
Releasing her lips, Percy's lips turned towards the dusky nipples instead. With one hand cupping one breast, he latched his mouth onto the other while his unoccupied hand skimmed down the sides of her torso. While there, that hand slid underneath her butt and squeezed the rotund flesh there. Annabeth whimpered and clenched her thighs together. Already, she could feel herself getting wet, anticipating what would happen next.
Resolving not to neglect the other breast, Percy transferred his mouth over, tangling and tracing circles everywhere over the smooth skin. Not a single area of her chest was unmarked by his lips and tongue.
Annabeth turned her head to one side of the pillow, trying not to go crazy from Percy's ministrations. One hand grasped at the sheets and the other was latched possessively over his shoulder as he continued his gentle assault on her skin. There would surely be pink and sore marks all over her body in the morning, but Annabeth decided not to chide him. It was their belated wedding night after all.
Now Percy made his way to her clavicle, bestowing a layer of soft kisses there before traveling to her neck. His bare chest slid over hers, and Annabeth relished the hot feeling of his muscular body encompassing hers.
This was all so different from the wedding night she had experienced before. Now she was being worshipped as a queen, and she doubted she would even feel pain when he finally entered her.
"Kiss me again," she demanded.
Her husband willingly obeyed, capturing her swollen lips. He always knew the best angles that made their lips fit just the right way, dizzying her mind until she could no longer think straight. Sounds that would have made her blush had she been in a sober state of mind filled the room.
"Mmmph!"
Annabeth broke apart from the kiss as he squeezed one breast a bit rougher than usual. She threw her head back as the unexpected climax overtook her body.
The belt guarding the last bit of decency had been loosened in their intimate actions, exposing her naval. Percy unceremoniously tossed the belt and the rest of the dressing gown away from her body. He was absorbed in watching the emotions of her climax flit across her face as well as the way her body shook sensually.
Now, he turned his attention onto the area between her thighs where so much of her pleasure lay. Sliding down the bed a few feet, Percy positioned himself until he was facing right between her inner thighs. Annabeth was far too gone in her climax to feel embarrassed as Percy spread her legs open.
She was utterly wet and aroused, the blonde curls down there half plastered to her skin. And then his tongue was there, lapping at the slickness.
"Oh!"
Her heels dug into the bed as his tongue delved as deep as it could into her wetness. She felt like she was going insane with the flames he was causing to her body almost consuming her. The sensation was almost too much as his tongue lapped eagerly around her swollen and sensitive clitoris. Half of her wanted to clamp her legs together from the sensation, but the other half naughtily wanted him to go deeper.
He looked quite proud of himself at her unfocused look. She couldn't even answer back as her mind grew fuzzy again. But the sight of his face and her juices on his lips as he looked up from between her legs was so erotic that it sent her over the edge once more.
"You're quivering here," he marveled as her legs shook.
She panted and tried to reach for Percy. If this continued on, Annabeth wasn't sure whether she could hold on for longer.
Grinning lasciviously, Percy merely spread her legs wider again. This time, one of his fingers entered, exploring the warm cavern and loosening her up. Annabeth bit her lip at the intrusion. It wasn't painful at all, but her body kept twitching as the finger went in and out.
"Percy..."
Her eyes seemed to beg at him for more. Percy muffled another moan with his lips as he added another finger. Her walls clamped down on the two digits, as though eagerly trying to suck them in as deep as they can. He skillfully moved in and out until his knuckles had almost disappeared inside between her thighs. As they came out, they were covered with her juices. Wanting to feel more, his thumb carefully stimulated the swollen bundle of nerves just above her entrance. Immediately, her hips buckled up and tried to grind her core against his hand.
She could no longer take any more. Annabeth ran her hands down his back and clenched her lower abdomen until they were contracting against his fingers. Percy groaned as he felt her walls suck his fingers in, imagining that it was his length buried deep within her.
Annabeth turned her head and whispered into his ear. "I want you inside of me."
Now, it was his turn to lose his patience. Annabeth felt his fingers retreat from within her, leaving her with an empty feeling. But it didn't last for long as she felt something hot press against her core. Sometime in the night, he had removed the rest of his clothing until he was bare as she was.
"I'll go slowly," Percy promised.
She had felt the head of his cock against her skin before. Now the engorged head was swollen and already sticky with his own arousal fluid. Carefully guiding himself to the right entrance, he entered her slowly.
Annabeth moaned as she felt herself stretching to accommodate the larger intrusion of his length. The foreplay from earlier had already coated her inner and outside folds with her natural lubrication. It was easy for him to slide through. Percy paused as he felt a small barrier preventing him from sliding further in. Annabeth wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, showing him that it was okay to proceed.
She hardly noticed the pain as he broke through the fragile barrier. He was finally inside her, his length hot and almost pulsating inside her. Anytime she squirmed, her walls would contract and brush against him, causing both of them to moan at the pleasure spreading out. She felt so full with him inside her, but it wasn't enough. Her legs wrapped around his hips, urging him to move.
Percy carefully pulled out halfway before thrusting himself back inside. Annabeth almost went drunk on pleasure as his coarse pubic hair rubbed against her clitoris. It was not enough, as though she could never be satiated.
Perhaps Percy meant to go slow as it was their first time, but the moment she began moaning and tightening herself around his hard length, he lost control.
"Ahh!"
Annabeth cried out as he slammed in and out. Every bit of her cavern was stimulated as he went in and out of her entrance, helped by the slickness produced by her body. The arousal fluid coated his length with a squelching sound as he thrust in and out with a steady pace.
He felt hot around her with their bodies pressed so tightly against each other. His hands lifted her hips, shifting the angle slightly as his cock slipped in once more. That change of angle was enough for him to find the rough patch of bumps that signified the hidden bundle of nerves inside her walls.
Annabeth's mouth was wide open, but all she could make was nonsensical moans. Percy murmured and moaned above her, the sexiness of his low voice serving to inflame the atmosphere further. She almost forgot to breathe every time his cock brushed against her g-spot as tears escaped her eyes. He licked them away before greedily claiming her lips in another fervid kiss.
Another orgasm ripped through her, crashing down on all her senses. She barely registered Percy following her down the same path a few moments later as hot, wanton fluid spilled inside her and coated her walls and his length. It didn't stop him from continuing to plunge himself deeper and deeper. He wasn't softening either, keeping himself hard within her.
"Feeling alright?" Percy asked, breathless as she was.
She could only spare the energy to nod back.
Percy rolled them over until she was lying on top of him, their chests smooshed together. He stroked her back, calming down their heartbeats. But it wasn't for long as his hands tightened around her torso. Suddenly she found herself being thrust into again.
"Oh, Percy!"
She mewled as his thick length entered in and out. His testicles slammed into her butt with every movement, turning her skin pink. To support himself, he had dug his heels into the bed as he rammed his hips up. Annabeth couldn't even move her body with his arms clasped so tight around her. But she was able to tense her inner walls every time he pulled out, maximizing the electrifying sensation they were causing.
Annabeth couldn't help but bite down on Percy's shoulder as she felt another climax about to approach. Percy hissed at the slight pain, only moving his hips at a faster pace. Both of them fell into the spiral of a mind-numbing orgasm.
Not letting her have the time to catch her breath, Percy flipped them over again, this time with Annabeth on all fours. He was making good on his promise of not letting her rest tonight. Annabeth barely had time to steady herself on the headboard when he pulled her hips to him so he plunge his length in again. She could only moan again as Percy's hands wandered across the front of her body, squeezing and massaging her breasts as he continued his frantic pace. Never had she felt so much pleasure at once.
The rational part of her mind admonished her for challenging Percy's stamina. Clearly, he had been holding himself back during all the times they were fooling around. Then that rational part of her mind disappeared as Percy whispered "I love you" again and again into the night.
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Annabeth woke up the next morning in a tangle of limbs and sheets. Percy was already awake, gently smiling down and stroking her hair. It was this motion that had woken her up.
"What time is it?" She murmured sleepily.
"Late morning. It's alright, sleep a little more."
Annabeth shook her head and snuggled closer to Percy. Perhaps because they were finally married, both of them were particularly enthusiastic last night. She blushed as she recalled how many times they had done it until both were tired to the bone in the wee hours of the night. She had a feeling that her own stamina would be increasing in bed if they kept up the same pace. Truth to be told, she was secretly happy that Percy had thrown out the clause of sleeping together once a week a long time ago, because she wouldn't be able to bear it if she had to wait a whole week to do what they did last night. Her body remembered it well, and she enjoyed the soreness.
"Annabeth, last night... You said you wanted to tell me something?" Percy murmured.
"Ah, yes."
Annabeth was a little more awake now. She had been planning on telling Percy about her going back to the past when he had so sneakily seduced her.
She sat up in bed and beckoned Percy to do the same. This was going to be a long conversation. Percy plumped up the pillows behind their backs before embracing her in his arms.
"Go on, my love."
"Well, I supposed it all started when I was engaged to someone else..."
By the time Annabeth had neared the end of telling her story and Percy had asked his questions, it was already past lunch time. Percy called for lunch to be sent to their bedchamber and fed Annabeth himself while she finished the last remnants of her tale.
"Do you believe me?" Annabeth asked. She was a little anxious as Percy fed her a grape. "You don't think I'm crazy, do you?"
"Of course, I believe you," Percy answered seriously. "There were times when I wondered how you knew things were going to happen, like the affair between Castellan and your cousin or how you knew my nickname."
Ah, that's right, Annabeth thought. On their first meeting once she regressed to the past, Annabeth had called him 'Percy' instead of 'Your Grace' or 'Duke Perseus.' But she hadn't known everything in this life. Her actions had caused so much change that it ended up hard to predict everything. Her future had gone down a completely unpredictable path, but a path she was unwilling to trade for anything else in the world.
"But I'm glad that the heavens have blessed us so that I could be with you this time," Percy continued. He smiled down on her. "And wherever we are, no matter what world or timeline, I'll always go find you and be at your side. No matter what. I'll make you happy for the rest of our lives, this I swear upon my heart."
She found her vision blur as her eyes grew a little teary. But there would be no tears of pain this time, just those from happy memories.
Percy pulled her close and brushed the tear that had escaped away from her cheek as if he couldn't bear even a single tear to mar her beauty. Annabeth snuggled closer and placed her hand on her stomach where she was sure after last night, a seed of life had taken sprout.
This time, she was sure to protect her family and reach for her happiness. She swore those same words as she whispered in his ear, curling deeper into his embrace.
Yes. This was home.