I loved your Thalia+Annabeth stories, you could write about the first time they make love. Something sweet. ):
Okaaaaaaay. Here you go, awkward first-time sex. :)Â
âAre you sure?â
Itâs only about thethirtieth time Thalia has asked her that, but the question is sugary sweetevery time it escapes her lips, and Annabeth canât help but smile.
She was the only onethat saw this side of Thaliaâcaring, patient, seemingly everything the daughterof Zeus typically wasnât.
Thalia cared abouther immensely. She had died for Annabeth, she had killed for Annabeth, and sheknew she wouldnât hesitate to do it again. Annabeth was by no means a damselthat needed rescuing, but she felt safe with her best friend and trusted thatThalia would always fight for her.
Even though Thaliaannoyed her to almost no endâseriously, how could she ever justify half of thecriminal acts she performed daily? âAnnabeth was in love with her. Thalia mighthave been the charming, bad-boy Casanova that most parents warned theirdaughters about, but she was all hers. She wasnât nearly as bad as her fatherbelievedâThalia was really sweet when she wasnât vandalizing school property orbeating up literally every boy and most of the girls at their school. She onlyfought half of them because they had done something to Annabeth, anyway.Annabeth couldnât remember the last time she was called a nerd at theiracademy.
Above all, they kneweach otherâs secrets and refused to tell a soul. They had ultimate and completetrustâAnnabeth would trust her with anything.
And that was one ofthe thousands of reasons why she had asked Thalia to take her virginity.
Annabeth believed herexact words, whispered into Thaliaâs pierced ear as she gripped herspear-calloused hands, were: âI want you. All of you.â
The words were lightenough, but she knew Thalia understoodâthe way a pleased noise had rumbled inher chest, her hands moving to grip Annabethâs hips, her electric blue eyesgleaming dangerously as they studied her to make sure that she was positivethat this was what she wanted.
With a timid nod,Annabeth barely caught her gasp as Thaliaâs lips closed over hers, teethinsistently grazing her bottom lip, and Annabeth was scared for a moment thatthe other girl might bite it off for being in her tongueâs way.
But Thalia wassurprisingly gentle, deepening the kiss softly and passionately, long, nimblefingers sliding into Annabethâs hair to undo her messy bun. Despite thegentleness of the kiss, Thaliaâs hands were quick and unsteady, like they weregoing to combust if they didnât get to the skin underneath Annabethâs shirt.
The orange camp shirtslowly rode up her body, Thaliaâs fingers teasingly brushing her breasts as sheworked the shirt all the way off her tanned body.
When Thalia staredappreciatively at her muscled stomach, bright blue eyes slowly drifting higher,Annabeth knew she had chosen wisely. Thalia pressed hot kisses on her neck,gradually sliding lower until she reached her collarbones.
She smirked a littleand Annabethâs heart nearly stopped. She sucked on her skin, nibbling the topof her breast and soothing the bite over with her tongue, probably leavingmarks all over her but she couldnât bring herself to care. Thalia could giveher a hickey on her forehead,and sheâd probably be okay with it.
Annabeth tried herbest to stay quiet, knowing her family was slumbering in other rooms of thedark house; eventually, though, she threw her attempts out the window, unableto help it as she moaned when Thaliaâs lips closed over a stiffening rosebud,pulling it lightly between her teeth.
Annabeth fell back onthe bed, tugging Thalia down with her, and all the while she didnât detachherself from her chest. She ran one hand through Thaliaâs hair, the othercoming to rest on her back, digging her short nails into her shirt.
Thalia pulled away,meeting Annabethâs eyes with an intensity that rivaled a hurricaneâs. She satup a little, just enough to wiggle out of her own shirt, the black cloth flyingacross the bedroom. Thalia released a nervous breath, almost shaking underneathAnnabethâs hungry gaze.
Annabeth ran herhands over Thaliaâs chest, fingers teasing her small breasts before breezingsoftly over her ribcage. The dark, corded muscle flexed beneath her touch, hertendons rippling and sending a familiar spark through her fingers. If shewasnât used to the slight sting by now, she mightâve yelped. Annabeth connectedher hands behind her head, pulling her into another tantalizing kiss.
âHey,â Annabethwhispered softly, when she could finally break free. âI love you.â
Thalia bowed her headuntil she could press her nose against Annabethâs. She closed her eyes andAnnabeth wanted nothing more for her to open them again, to lose herself inthose swirling pools of blue as she held her close to her half-naked form.
âTouch me,â Annabethmurmured next, stroking Thaliaâs cheek to get a response.
Thalia kissedAnnabeth again, but this embrace was different from the firstâit was confident,passionate, taking over all of her senses.
Thalia gently, almostreluctantly, grinded on top of her, like she couldnât help it. Annabeth felt herthigh pressed deliciously against her center, providing her with much neededpressure.
Her mouth workedquicker on her lips, face, neck, and chest, her fingers nimbly undoing the buttonto Annabethâs shorts. Her hand slid past the waistline, rubbing Annabethâspanty-covered center and startling a gasp out of her. Thaliaâs fingers wereunlike anything she had ever felt. She wondered how they were going to feel onher wet sex, circling her clit and flexing inside of her.
Annabethâs cheeksflushed and she felt a small wave of nervousness, but it was soon washed outwhen Thalia began to nibble softly on her ear, driving her nearly delirious.With her weight above Annabeth, the breathy, pleased moans in her ear, andThaliaâs thigh pressed firmly against her, she knew her panties had to beruined, coated in her want.
She could barely getthe words out, but Thalia seemed to understand what she wanted. She was soondivested of her shorts and her panties followed close behind.
Thalia made a sexylittle noise in the back of her throat that made Annabeth blush. âYouârebeautiful. Every inch of you, Wise Girl.â
Thalia kissed her waydown, leaving light marks along the way, causing Annabeth to breathe heavily,her skin flushing from the pleasure of it all, threading her fingers throughThaliaâs short untamed hair.
Annabeth wasunprepared for the initial contactâThaliaâs tongue gradually, smoothly,irresistibly finding her center.
Somehow, Thaliaâstongue met every inch of her flesh. Her tongue parted her lips, slippingthrough her entrance then gliding across her clit on every upstroke. It was ateasing motion, one that made her clench the bedsheets on either side of herbody, her thighs quivering uncontrollably, her mouth slack as she released herdesperate moans.
She felt, if she werewith anyone else, she would not have felt as comfortable expressing herdesires; but this was Thalia, the girl who always gave her what she wanted, andit was impossible to care about how the bed springs yelped every time her legsshook and her back arched.
It wasnât long beforeAnnabeth came undone for the first time, curses flying out of her usuallyprudish mouth as her come dripped down Thaliaâs plump lips. It waselectrifying. Annabeth was pretty sure the power flickered.
Thalia kissed herthighs devotedly, taking her time to lick up her mess, before she rose back toAnnabethâs face and kissed her, soft and sweet. Annabeth could taste herself onher mouth and it drove her insane.
âI want to make youfeel good,â Annabeth managed to get out, once she could breathe properly.
She ran her handsdown, her fingers brushing across firm abs on their way. Annabeth swiftly undidThaliaâs skull belt buckle, popping open the button of her ripped black jeans.
Her skin was hot andmade the hairs of Annabethâs arms stand straight up. âStop that,â she lectured.âRelax, Thalia.â
Thalia nodded with aslight laugh, running her hands through her hair. Annabeth watched as ablue-dyed streak tumbled over her forehead.
Thalia pulled off herjeans completely, and Annabeth bit her lip when she noticed she wasnât wearinganything beneath them. She rarely did. Underwear wasnât punk rock. âYou donâthave to touch me, you knowâŚâ
Annabeth smiledsoftly. âI want to.â
Her first contact with Thaliaâs sex was against the soft pads ofher fingers. Annabeth almost gasped just from the feel of herâshe was so wet,and warm, and it was turning her on a little too much.
Thaliaâs face was so cuteâall scrunched up like she was trying notto explode; Annabeth had seen that look on her face every time she tried totutor her in algebra. Except this time, Annabeth was the cause of her inabilityto think.
âWhat do you like?â Annabeth brought herself to ask. Communicationwas important, after all, she had learned that from the extensive sex researchshe had begun nearly a month ago. âTell me what feels good for you.â
âThat,â Thalia purred, feeling Annabethâs fingers slowly driftdown to tease her entrance. âAnnabeth, youâre doing just fine. Just keepsliding your fingers, down and back up again.â
Annabeth did as she instructed, teasing her entrance before slowlyand lightly sliding back up, circling her clit with the pads of her fingers anddrawing a shaky breath from Thalia.
Annabeth pulled her closer, shifting her legs so Thalia could restcomfortably on top of her. She used firmer touches, increasing a little in herspeed, determined to make Thalia loudly voice her pleasure, to make her feel asgood as she had made Annabeth feel.
âInside,â Thalia urged, obviously withholding the urge to moan.
Was she afraid that Annabethâs family would hear them? That wasprobably smart, but Annabeth didnât feel like being smart right now. She feltlike being reckless, impulsive, everything that Thalia always drew out of her.
Annabeth easily slipped a finger into Thaliaâs wetness, enteringher slowly and allowing herself to mentally document every detailâhow tightThalia was around her finger, how her heat seemed to draw her deeper inside,how Thalia finally, finally moaned.
Annabeth couldnât help her smile, wanting to hear it repeatedly.She moved her finger dexterously, curling the digit inside of her and findinga soft, spongy section of her walls, adding a second finger and exploiting itand bullying it with her thrusts. Annabeth used her thumb to brush softly againstThaliaâs clit, a sharp contrast to the suddenly intense pace she had set insideof her.
âGods,â Thalia moaned, shaking on top of her. âAnnabeth, donâtstopâgods, oh, shit!â
The walls that encased Annabethâs fingers tightened and spasmed,and her fingers were so drenched with want that they nearly slipped out. Shedrove them deeper, bringing Thalia even more pleasure as she rode out the wavesof her orgasm. Annabeth released a small, breathy laugh, noticing that her lamphad been destroyed, the cord fried into the socket. Her TV was flashing anarray of broken colors.
âSorry about your electronics,â Thalia panted whenever she couldmanage words again. Annabeth finally slid out of her, and she made a startledlittle noise that did not sound likeit came from a daughter of Zeus Almighty. âDonât tell your dad.â
âDonât talk about my dad right now,â Annabeth advised breathily,pulling Thaliaâs hand and pressing it against her sex. âPlease?â
Thalia gave a pleased little smirk that was almost too sexy to belegal.
Thaliaâs fingers felt just as wonderful as Annabeth had predictedthey would. If it felt this good when she touched Thalia, she understood how shehad ruined her TV and lamp.
Her fingers felt larger than they looked, and once Thalia hadmanaged to enter her with one, Annabeth was sure it was all she needed to sendher over the edge.
âFaster.â It came out as a purr against the skin ofThaliaâs freckled skin, but earned Annabeth a pleased groan.âPlease.â
Thalia slid down in her body in response. Annabeth was almostupsetâshe wanted Thalia to be close to her!âbut then Thaliaâs tongue lapped ather swollen clit, and she lost all of her senses all at once.
With Thaliaâs talented finger inside of her, moving faster andcurling in response to her pleased twitches, her tongue ravishing her clit, andher naked body on display for her, Annabeth stumbled into her orgasm, fallingheadfirst and crashing into it.
It felt like a warm buzz, causing her entire body to hum, and shefelt like she was floatingâŚrising, higher and higher, and she never wanted tocome back down. Her hands found Thaliaâs hair to anchor her, and she archedinto her mouth, painting Thaliaâs lips and chin with her pleasure. It felt moreintense than the first time she had come, and she was thankful that Thalia wasbringing her down easily, gently, stroking her slowly until she came back downto earth.
âGods, I love you,â Thalia murmured against her, kissing her clitsoftly before she rose back up, taking Annabethâs face into her strong handsand letting her taste herself on her tongue again. It was intoxicating.
âI love you,â Annabeth panted in response, pulling Thalia down toher and burying her face in the freckled skin of her neck.
âI am sorry about your TV, though,â Thalia remarked, rolling overto lay next to her. She moved them underneath the blankets and pulled Annabethclose. âIf you want me to, like, steal you another one, I totally will.â
Annabeth rolled her eyes. âNot necessary. Just keep doing that for the rest of my life, and weâllcall it even.â















