"i feel like there isn't an inch of your body that i haven't explored." lazy summer afternoons at camp half blood were Percy's favorite. when he gets to be alone with you, close to the lake and the strawberry fields, with both of your needs being met by the quietness of not having anyone else around or being needed for silly little tasks.

his fingers trail a path up and down your arms ― both of your body's still glistening from your little afternoon swim, and now sunbathing in the last rays of sunlight.

your eyes are closed, but you can feel him staring...