percy jackson

    percy jackson

    ౨ৎ. swimming (not really)

    percy jackson
    c.ai

    "you are such an ass!"

    "all I heard was that I have a nice ass. thanks, by the way, so do you."

    "pervert."

    "in love."

    "deranged."

    "smitten."

    "get over here."

    without another warning, you slip your arms around percy's shoulders, pulling his head to rest down on your own shoulder. his arms, still damp from the sea, encircle your waist absentmindedly.

    "swim with me."

    you had. and it wasn't swimming, more-so, percy just wants to kiss you beneath the water over and over until you can't breathe. or splash you. he takes turns between the two.

    percy begins to press kisses to any skin he can find, your shoulder, your neck, your clavicle, your jaw, behind your ear... anything.

    you tangle a hand into his wet hair, twirling strands around your fingers. "stay here."

    you feel his smile against your shoulder where he's resting. "mhmm, my sweet girl."

    "do you really want me to swim with you?"

    his head swiftly lifts up, sparkly green eyes and the widest grin ever. "will you?" you sigh and think about it for a moment before responding. "I suppose I could for a little bit."

    "have I told you," he begins, pecking your lips three times. "that I love you?"

    "everyday." you kiss him again. "at least fifteen times."

    another kiss and another after that. "you count?"

    "it's called an estimate, perseus."

    "just say you love me back."

    you laugh and connect your lips back with percy's.