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part (3b/3b)

"Annabeth..." He whimpered, moving his hips and she could sense his desperation. She knelt up, wrapping her arms around his neck and slowly sunk back down onto him, pausing when he was fully inside her to bury her head in his neck and whimper in pain.

He held still and waited for her to slowly move against him, touching his forehead to hers, offering silent comfort as she worked through the pain.

Once the pain ebbed away and was replaced with pleasure she began to slam down on him, trying to bring back the passion and escape the tenderness that she only wanted to feel when she was with Percy. The only thing she wanted from Jason was the knowledge of how to do this.

She moaned into his neck as she quickly brought herself to orgasm, holding onto him as she moved, riding out her release, finally slowing and holding him close as she caught her breath. She could feel him moving up into her, rolling his hips sharply against her, but in her post-orgasm haze she barely registered him gasping into her hair as she clenched around him again, her body somehow finding the strength to allow her to orgasm again. He slowed his movements, tensing and gripping her hips, a move that would probably leave hand shaped bruises when she checked later.

She looked up at him and he carefully brushed her hair out of her eyes.

"I... Um..." She stammered, not sure what to say.

"I know you have a boyfriend. So we can just keep this between us if you want?" He said, matter-of-factly and she mentally cursed herself for not being able to think logically.

"That would probably be best." She said, shaking her head, trying to bring some sense back into her mind. She slowly slid off him and tried to find her clothes, trying to hide the fact that she could barely walk.

"Here." Jason said, holding out her shorts and her underwear. She blushed and thanked him before quickly pulling them on, going in search of the rest of her clothes. She could hear Jason behind her doing the same.

When she looked over, he had grass stains all over his knees and his hair was mussed. She assumed that she looked no different, but she still tried to brush herself off, just in case.

They said their goodbyes and walked in opposite directions.

"Annabeth?" She heard the voice of one of her siblings from behind her when she walked into her cabin.

"Yes, Stephanie?" Annabeth said, sitting down at her desk.

"...Why do you have bruises all over your neck?"

She was going to kill Jason Grace.

[princesethking]

Hi. This is my fic. I would appreciate it if you kindly took this off of the kink meme as you did not write it. You can find the original version at my ff.net profile- Sethking.