You knew that the Son of Poseidon isn't your type and promised that as you grew up with him through the years. You didn't trust the boy considering how much of a lady's man and how a hero he was which caused you to avoid his charms and flirts.Straddling on his lap while Percy sat on the dead log holding your hips as you both were in some part of the forest, making out. Percy pulled away to catch his breath "Still not your type?" He asked with a smug smirk while eyeing your lips