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Annabeth Chase for once finds herself alone. She's staying with Percy and his mother for the school year. She likes the Jackson family and it was nothing short of kind that they let her stay, but what can she say, she likes her alone time. She also likes Percy but more on that later.

Alone in the house and in the darkness of her room, Annabeth lets her mind wander, her thoughts turned in her mind, never staying in the same place for long. One nagging part of her brain takes over soon she slips her hand down into her pajama shorts, thinking of deep tanned skin and sea green eyes. Her fingers searching for that bit of wetness at her center. Finding it she rubs at it drawing it up to her clit rubbing her fingers over it. Her breathing gets heavy and she slides a finger into herself, she grabbed her breast squeezing lightly.

She imagined Percy's hands moving over her body, him whispering in her ear. She can feel his lips on her neck, leaving behind little hickies that turn her legs to jelly. Annabeth groans his name, adding another finger to her cunt.

Her skin is hot and she feels shame building in the back of her head, but the thought of Percy is so irresistible to her that she continues to call his name quietly into her pillow. She turns her face away from it, breathing in fresh air.
No longer able to form proper words she just breaths hard, she lets go of her her breast to remove her shorts, kicking them away from her. Annabeth slips her hand underneath her shirt squeezing lightly.

She moves her hand faster. Her breathing gets heavier "Oh fuck." Annabeth Whispers to herself. She breathing louder, chest heaving, she's so close.

Her door opens. She stops. She turns. Percy is standing in her door way red as he can be.
'I-I... you-." He stops and takes a breath. "I can hear you."

Annabeth blinks. "You can what?" She's hoping, scratch that, praying she misheard him.

Percy look ashamed at his words. "I can hear you..."

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck! He wasn't supposed to be home, now here she is learning not only is he home but he heard her. She was going to have to move out, there's no choice. She was going to move out and change her name and dye her hair.

"I'm sorry..." Percy said as he started to leave.

"WAIT!" Annabeth shouted as she shot out of her blanket and grabbed his arm, she cringed realizing she grabbed him with the hand that was in her pants. On the bright side he stopped! She thought.

Percy turned to her and that look he gave her caught her off guard. She let go of him, still cringing. He stood in front of her looking at his now slightly damp hoodie arm. He looked at her, then the hoodie, then back at her. And then slowly, very slowly he took off his hoodie, he placed it in her arms.

He leaned in and whispered in her ear. "Keep it," squeezing her arm ever so lightly, he turned and left.