12Hullo to you all!
Do you want cookies? Because I haven't got any (except the fictional ones in this story), but a great lemon instead! Is that a fair bargain?
This is my first lemon and actually, my first fanfiction. So I think you'll guess that reviews and comments and bla bla bla COULD be damn pretty useful! So don't hesitate! :D I'm reallt excited about "publishing" my first story, so tell me ALL about it! :D
Just warning you (I don't want to put you off, no worries): this is sort of a mindless lemon (but NOT a oneshot), so don't go trying to look for the incredible depth an amazing story normally offers...
And of course, LEMONS! So don't like, don"t read! This IS rated M!
OK, here you go!
The Talk Opens Perspectives
PERCY POV
"Uuuuuh...AAAARRRG!" I bellowed, furiously throwing the spear high up in the air, not caring at all where it would land. Actually, if it could impale an Ares camper, that would make my day.
Wait… what? I asked myself. Since when did I have such violent thoughts? I mean, I was well aware of the significant change in my mood these last months, but it had never escalated to something like this.
It's probably because… STOP! Don't think about it! Jeez, Perseus, why are you even thinking about this? It's mortifying! For once, I agreed. When I had visited my beloved mom and New York last month, I had not expected my mom to give me "The Talk". Oh gods, just remembering it still made me tremble and sweat.
*** FLASHBACK ***
"Percy, sweetheart? Are you leaving now?" I heard my mom's voice travelling the comfy appartement.
"Sorry, Mom," as said as I threw her a lopsided grin, "but it's nearly 6 p.m, and I still need to find a cab. I don't want to arrive too late at camp. You know what they say," I swooped down to kess her cheek, "well, what Annabeth says anyway. Travelling by night increases the risk to bump into vicious man-eating monsters by 3!"
"Speaking about Annabeth… Sit down, Percy. Take a seat. We need to talk."
Something about her tone made me tense a little.
"Um… OK. You do know that everything is going fine, right? Annabeth and me are like a house on fire!"
"I'm well aware of that." She gently smiled at me. "That's why I'd like you to take a seat. And a cookie. Additionaly."
Well, being the growing boy I was, how could I resist the unresistable call of cookies? How naive… If only I really knew what was going on, I would have told my mom someone or something was at the door and that is was not the friendly postman.
Mom took a deep breath. "Percy, honey, I'm going to enlighten you on your… probably near future. Do remember what I'm going to say to you. You and Annabeth are growing closer than ever, and I know that the Tartarus episode just highlined your love and respect for one another. That's why I'm fairly sure you will soon begin having sexual intercourse".
I was listening intently to everthing she was saying and nodding, until sexual intercourse popped up. "Mom!" I gasped, cookie crumbs falling from my mouth.
"Percy, it's true! That's why you need to be careful with each other. You don't want to be a dad at 17. So, …" And after that, it pretty much went downhill. I would have swopped 20 minutes in Tartarus rather than these traumatising 20 minutes of converstion with my mother. I came out of there completely red, not daring to look at my mother in the eyes, shaking slightly and couldn't stop fumbling when I handed the cab driver his cash when he deposited me at Long Island Sound.
*** END OF FLASHBACK ***
The worst thing is, I had already be starting to think about it. I was only just a not-so-normal hormonal teenager, and Annabeth was beautiful, gorgeous… and hot. Speaking of the Devil, she was coming towards me right now.
"Seaweed Brain! There goes one perfectly working spear! Why did you throw it like that?" Annabeth jogged over to me. Seeing her like this, with her stormy grey eyes carefully studying me and her blond hair bouncing around her poneytail made the conversation of last month re-emerge with every painful detail.
"Just needed to.. evacuate the pressure and frustration, you know." I blurbed before mentally kicking myself in the.. gentleman's area. Which was beginning to recognize Annabeth, by the way. I started to blush.
"What frustration?" she asked as she came over and placed her arms on my biceps. She closed the distance between us and looked at me in the eyes. Don't get me wrong, I loved my girlfriend and her touch, but I would have prefered if she had not done so while my little friend was stirring from his sleep. "Percy? Everything fine? What frustration are you speaking about?" she whispered. I couldn't answer straight away, because she was staring intently into my eyes.
"Just the usual stuff. Battling monsters, being defeated by the Ares cabin last week during capture the flag, and not seing my gorgeous girlfriend since this morning!" I added with a nervous laugh. Her eyes were boring right into me, and for a milli-second I thought I saw a flash of understanding. But it was soon replaced by a compassionate look.
"That's really sweet, Percy!" she giggled, and batted her eyelashes. "I need to go, Katie needs me to figure a way for her cabin to be son-of-Hermes repellent, but I'll see you soon!" She swayed her hips as she exited the arena. Meanwhile I was so relieved she was going, because Percy Junior was starting to poke its way through its denim prison. I hastingly entered to small wooden cabin we used to store weaponry to hide when a thought brutally forced its way in my skull. Annabeth batted her eyelashes and swayed her hips? What's wrong with her?
I was interrupted from my musings when Connor barged in the shed, shouting: "Percy! Don't try to hide. We all know it's your turn to clean the stables! Chop, chop, off to work!"
So there it was! Sexy flirty Annabeth and very confused Percy! Ha ha I love these two.
Next chapter; Annabeth's POV! Let's see what goes in that little skull of her's... ;)
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