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your whole body near curves into his own like two puzzles pieces purposely made to be that exact way. though perhaps you were. without parting from each other, percy holds you gently by the waist and diligently guides you to lay back on the bed with him on top of you, presumably an easier position than when you had been straddling him before. you drape your arms lazily around his shoulders, tangling a hand into his messy raven hair, tugging and eliciting a groan from him into your mouth. his calloused hands find their way underneath your shirt, rubbing the skin beneath smoothly. he tastes like the ocean, surrounding your sense with additionally his scent of the same thing. his mouth devours your own, tongue twisting with your own delectably. you push him closer into you. you use your opposite free hand to begin slowly unbuttoning his shirt one by one, though difficult when you cannot see— you’re fingers fiddle difficulty with them. when you come to terms that not all will cooperate, you whine and percy laughs to your dismay. he pulls away with one last peck and begins to undo them himself, but you furrow your brows and reach up to move his hands, doing them yourself. percy leans down and presses a light kiss to your forehead. you push him back up so you can finish unbuttoning the last few with swift motions. “patience, sweet girl— I’m not goin’ anywhere.” “fuck you.” “you’re tryin’ your hardest to.” you angrily undo the last one and quickly discard him of the shirt, throwing your arms tightly around his neck and connecting his lips back with your own, a delightful moan slipping from your mouth. “I—mphm— hate you,” you whisper. “yet you’re kissin’ me.” you bite down on his lip until blood spews into your mouth, just as salty as the sea. and unluckily for you, he enjoys that.

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