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What I’m pretty sure I couldn’t have noticed, or expected, or even dreamed about was Annabeth. More to the point, Annabeth, curious, crazy daughter of Athena that she was, deciding that she really, really wanted to experiment ps also everyone was legal.
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Annabeth’s naked body pressed up against mine, which ordinarily would have been pretty nice, except that Nico’s body was pressed against hers, and I wasn’t especially happy to be the fully-dressed third of the Annabeth sandwich.
“Would you mind,” I said as evenly as I could for someone strapped to a chair with his girlfriend’s neck pressed into his face and his cousin on the other side of her, “you know, untying me?”
“Hold on, Seaweed Brain,” Annabeth panted, her shoulderblade nearly smacking me in the face as Nico’s tongue traced little circles around her areola. I’m pretty sure years of camp training and demigod reflexes were the only thing that saved me from a broken nose. “It’s just getting -- oh, try that just a little lower - a little to the left -- perfect. Percy, can you see where that spot is? Just - remind me to make a note of it, when I’ve got a minute.”
“I’d write it up for you now,” I said, giving up on trying to wriggle my way out and going back to the yank-really-hard-and-hope-the-ropes-snap strategy, “if one of you would take a minute to let me out of the chair.”
Nico’s head popped up over Annabeth’s shoulder, his pale cheeks flushed and his messy black hair tangled every which way. “Percy,” he frowned, “shut up.”
I gave him a dirty look. Or I tried to, anyway. It probably came out half really sexually frustrated and half neither-of-you-gets-Christmas-presents-this-year. “I think I’m allowed to complain when you’re having sex with my girlfriend on top of me.”
Annabeth sighed and elbowed me without turning around. “Nico, could you get him to stop complaining for a few minutes?”
“Sure,” he said, and leaned over Annabeth to kiss me square in the mouth.
And what I never, ever could have expected or even dreamed about was that it did get me to stop complaining. At least for a few minutes.
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