Hi Chiara~
I don't know if you are still writing and posting but if you do I would really love to read something about Percy Jackson🙏🏻 Please
Re-reading the only Percy Jackson fic of yours for embarrassing amount of time is not enough anymore😩
the only thing embarrassing is how long i took to respond to this I’M SORRY BB
“right here? what if someone sees us?”
the summer heat had finally caught up to you. after it was announced that there would be another capture the flag day, percy jackson dragged you straight to the empty poseidon cabin, reasoning no one needed counsellors when playing a whole-camp activity. it really was foolish how you thought you’d just be relaxing with your boyfriend for a few precious hours.
but here you were: pants discarded somewhere on the floor behind you, hair messily tangling around your shoulders, your half lidded eyes observing percy’s cocky smile as you straddled him, the bright orange camp half-blood shirt you sported a beacon to any young camper who might walk past a window - the thing you were most worried about.
“no one's gonna see us angel” percy murmured, twirling a lock of your hair around his finger, looking up and observing how much of a goddess you truly looked like above him. “they’re all busy with the game. no one’s going to come searching.”
“but perce…” the thought kept nagging at you, so you rest a hand on his shoulder and lean forward, trying to see if you were about to potentially traumatise any small wandering child - or even worse, chiron - but while leaning over to peer out the window, you accidentally slip, rutting against percy's toned thigh.
a tiny whimper escapes your lips - you barely notice it yourself, but ever-observant percy sure does. something behind his eyes clicks and he grabs your hips, grinding them up and down his thigh again, causing a sharp gasp to come from you.
“do it again.”
“percy, what-“
you cut yourself off with a moan as he flexed his leg muscles, dragging you over it again with more precision so your clit rubs just right against his thigh. your hips start to move on their own accord, rutting harder and faster against him, your body instinctively chasing the feeling, before your brain recovers from the oxytocin high it just experienced and you come back down to earth, thinking clearly again.
“percy!” you hiss, looking down at him and almost moaning - messy hair, pupils dilated with lust as they watch his jeans start to get stained with your arousal to looking up at you - you didn't know whether you wanted to punch him or grab him by his shirt and kiss him until you couldn't breathe, “anyone could see us! why are you doing this?”
“the last time i checked love, you started it” he drawled, pulling your panties to the side and holding your hips harder to his jeans. you bite your lip at the feel of your clit scratching against his cargos, bracing your hands on his chest for support as he starts to rock your body across his thigh again “besides, we both know how much you’re going to enjoy this.”
you huff out a sigh in defeat, looking out the window one last time before resting your attention solely on percy. he meets your gaze and grins, starting to help you grind on him hard and fast just how you like it. “there she is, there’s my girl”
a snarky remark is lost on your tongue, mind too focused on chasing after an orgasm you could feel brewing. gentle pants escape your lips as your chin drops to your chest, lost in the feeling while your hips gain speed, percy’s hands nothing more then a gentle guide for your body. you hurdle towards an orgasm, so overstimulated by everything you’re feeling, and percy notices this from the way your breaths get shorter and sharper, the moans you’re expelling getting higher and higher.
“you gonna cum for me?” percy asks, and all you can manage is a light nod. he gently cups your face with one hand and pulls you into a kiss, the feeling of your lips lightly sliding against the others a stark contrast to how your hips are rutting down almost animalistically onto his thigh, “go on then angel” he murmurs against your lips.
one more harsh grind is all it takes for your body’s muscles to tighten from the overwhelming pleasure coursing through your veins. you moan into the kiss, one hand grabbing onto his camp half-blood shirt, the other entangled with his own, holding onto his hand for dear life as your body relaxes into his hold, finally collapsing into a heap into his warm embrace as you come down from one of the strongest highs you've ever had.
“babe, remind me to change my pants before we go out”
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Happy birthday!!!
For the request thing, I was thinking prompt 1 “This cock isn’t going to suck itself” with prompt 33 “Think anyone will notice if I start fingering you right now?” with bayverse Raphael and female reader, please Maybe like it starts with prompt 33 and then they head to the bedroom which leads to prompt 1?? In the end idc I'm sure it'll be amazing either way <3 thank you so much!
Oooooooo, I like these ones! You got it!
Bay!Raph x Fem!reader
Hunger
Warnings: fingering in the kitchen, oral sex, spelling mistakes
How or why it happened you don't know.
No, that's a lie. You know exactly how it happened.
You and Raph were thick as thieves, best friends, and it was no surprise to anyone when feelings were revealed and you guys got together.
But now it was a problem.
Touches no longer had to be hidden, kisses could be had, cuddles were a must.
And the tension just kept growing, and growing, and growing.
Which leads you to right now, pressed into the fridge in the lair with a very excited raph kissing you like it was the end of the world.
He groaned against your lips, hands massaging and gripping your ass. Grinding his hardened cock against your clothed center you moan, eyes flickering open and hitting his shoulders.
"Wait, Raph, we can't....your brothers..."
"They're all busy," He dismisses, kissing and sucking bruises onto your neck. "We're fine,"
"Let's go to your room-"
He groans, slipping his tongue into your mouth for a deep passionate kiss. One hand holds your jaw while the other hooks one of your legs over his hips. He rolls them forward, feeling the wet spot growing through your leggings.
"You don't seem that opposed to it," He chuckles, pulling away, looking down at your disheveled form.
"Raph-"
"Think anyone will notice if I start fingering you right now?"
You swallow your tongue, a strained noise leaving your throat. You most certainly want that but not here.
"We can't," You protest, face flushed.
"Can't?" He echos with a laugh. His hand leaves your ass, rubbing over your folds through your leggings.
"Raph," You whine as quietly as you could, biting your lip. His hand slips under your waistband, and you don't have the strength to stop him when you feel the thick pads of his fingers against your soaked folds.
At this angle, Raphs giant form and shell block you from prying eyes in the kitchen doorway.
In hard, fast strokes he teases your clit, making your eyes water from holding back moans. Your fingers gripped his biceps, but he didn't seem to care.
"Eyes on me," He husked. Your eyes lift. He smirks and traces his finger along your folds before sinking into your heat.
You mouth opened, but raphs palm covered your mouth before the sound could escape. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head.
His hand moved firm and fast in your sopping heat.
Your back arched, moans lost to the calloused skin of his palm. Your feet on their tip toes as your hips rolled with the rhythm of his hand.
"You wanna cum?" He taunts, leaning in to lick and suck at your neck.
You nod helplessly.
Pressing a kiss to your collarbone, he pulls away, his hand leaving your heat with a squelch.
You whine as he licks his finger clean. "Can't risk anyone seeing you cum, baby doll, let's go to my room,"
You smack his arm, taking his hand you drag him through the thankfully empty living area and to his room. Closing and locking the door behind him.
He's on you in an instant, slipping his tongue past your lips and removing your clothes. Your hands skim his hand scales and muscles, removing his basketball shorts. His cock juts out and hits your thigh.
Cupping your face he pulls back and smirks down at you. Taking a hold of your face, he makes you peer down at the thick appendage.
His hand grabs the thick base and strokes, slowly. You moan, feeling your knees go weak.
"This cock isn't going to suck itself," He points out.
Meeting his eyes, you push on his chest, his knees hit the bed and he sits on the edge. You straddle his lap, kissing him and pushing him to lay down.
His shell lands on the squishy mattress and you prop pillows under his head to rest comfortably.
Then with a smirk you crawl around until your pussy is inches over his face.
He laughs, his hand coming up to smack and pull at your ass. "That's my girl," He yanks your hips down and licks and sucks at your pussy.
You moan, one hand pressing on his hip to keep yourself steady and the other massaging his thick cock.
Precum rolls from the tip and your quick to lean in and drink it down. Kitten licks mark his tip, then you roll your tongue up and down the veins of him.
He moans against your folds. His teeth nip at your clit, makimg you buck your hips against him.
Opening your mouth wide, you sink your pout down on him, stroking what doesn't fit. He moans and rolls his hips.
You work together, bringing the other to release. Yours is coming fast, his lips sucking and kissing your clit until your screaming around his cock.
The band coils in your stomach until you can't take anymore and it breaks. You have to remove your mouth so you don't bite his cock off, and scream and ride his face.
Once your breath returns, you swallow his cock again and stroke him hard and fast. He squeezes your thigh.
"I'm gonna cum," He groans, his hands massaging your ass and thighs.
Smiling you suck his tip hard and reach a hand down to fondle his tail. He moans like he always does when you touch his tail.
His cock jerks, spilling his cum into your mouth. You make a show of humming and swallowing every drop.
"Fuck, babe," He sighs. Lifting you and setting you on his chest.
You look down at him, a smile on your face. Giggling softly, you lean down and kiss his full lips.
When you pull back he laughs softly, pinching your sides.
"Guess we didn't need food after all,"
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