The Player's Proposal

39: The Lemons

Annabeth POV

"Okay, we have to be quiet," Percy whispered as we entered the Grace household. 

He has his own set of keys now. The first floor was quiet and dark. Considering it was Saturday night, I was surprised that Jason and Thalia went to bed so early. Percy and I tiptoed towards the stairs. 

Percy's hand was wrapped around mine as he pulled me up the stairs. I knew that he was waiting for this for a long time. 

I was nervous, yet not nervous at the same time. 

We were halfway up the stairs when the lights flashed on, nearly blinding us. Percy and I froze while gazing up at the figure on the second floor. 

"Funny seeing you guys sneaking around the house," Thalia commented. 

"Thalia, it's not what you think. Err, I mean, it is what you think, but it's not a bad thing," Percy stammered on his words. I nearly facepalmed in embarrassment. 

Her electric blue eyes looked at me knowingly. 

My cheeks burned as I got closer to Percy. We decided to come here tonight because it was better than sleeping together at my house when my family is present. However, after this interaction with Thalia, I wasn't so sure. 

Then, Thalia stepped aside to let us pass. Her smirk was irritating as we walked past her towards Percy's room, which used to be the guest bedroom. 

"Be safe, you two," Thalia chuckled. 

Percy groaned and flustered as we walked into his room. "Gods, that was embarrassing. I can't believe she caught us." 

"She caught us sneaking into your bedroom. She didn't actually catch us doing anything," I explained. "Besides, Thalia's cool. We would've had a problem if it was Jason or Piper." 

Percy chuckled. "Yeah, we'd never hear the end of it." 

An awkward silence followed. Percy's bedroom was a normal teenager's room. There was a dresser, desk, and bed. The bed was next to the desk, and clothes were strewn along the floor. Percy wasn't the neatest of tenants. 

Percy and I looked around and at each other. The air around us was thick with tension. It felt weird and awkward. Percy and I were usually so comfortable. 

"Um, so-"

"SCREW IT," Percy exclaimed. 

His body rushed forward and collided with mine. It caught me off-guard, which weakened my stance. Percy's inviting lips crashed onto mine as his arms wrapped around my body and pressed me against the bedroom door. 

It only took a second for me to respond to his kiss I tilted my head and wrapped my arms around his neck. The motion deepened our passionate make-out session. 

Then, his lips traveled along my jaw and down to my neck. 

I groaned in ecstasy. Pleasure permeated through my room as I felt his burning hands exploring my stomach, waist, and back.

Heat. Fire. Passion. 

I pushed off the wall roughly. Percy's body fell on his bed while I landed on top of him. His hands tightened around my waist and rolled us over. I gazed into his sea-green eyes while our kissing temporarily paused. 

"Are you sure, Wise Girl?" Percy asked while panting heavily. 

His eyes sparkled against the dim moonlight coming from eh windows. We didn't turn on the lights, which only elevated our romantic exchange. His arms were pulsing while trapping me between his grasp, and his body pressed down on me.