As I walk among the kids, nobody seems to notice me, nobody cares why I am there. Although it's the only thing going on and on in my head. What am I doing here? Why was I invited? Who wanted this? Was this all Annabeth's doing? Did she try to torture me again, one last time before they get bound together for as long as they live?
Tears start forming in my eyes, blurring my vision out almost completely. They warm my face as they roll down my cheeks, but I don't wipe them. I let them be free.

He looked at me with awe in his eyes at first, as if he couldn't believe what he's just heard, but soon something else seeped into his gaze, something powerful. I recognize lust when I see it, and boy, he had so much bubbling up inside him. I could see his eyes moving from mine to my lips and I couldn't or wouldn't resist the urge to lick them tentatively. He almost immediately looked back to my eyes and swallowed, blushing a little bit. I was amused by his reaction and it made my heart beat faster in my already tight chest. And then I thought Why not? I slowly started leaning closer, not breakimg eye contact, only to find him breathing faster and kind of moving towards me ever so slowly. Before our lips could've collided, I pulled myself back.

Don't misunderstand it, I wasn't afraid or nervous. Only he was still tipsy, and I would've wanted him to remember it all clearly. Our first kiss. I was sure there'd be more.

He groaned with frustration and I could easily read the disappointment on his face. I looked away as he awkwardly got farther from me in the water. We both got our cups back into our hands and I poured both of us another round. Then we sat there in the bubbles silently and not looking at each other. It was strange. Weird as hell. I've never been uncomfortable about being naked around anyone in my godly life before. Please, let's not talk about my human forms, especially not the last one, that's the most embarrassing to even remember back to, even though I cannot forget that ever, and I don't even want to. However, now I felt like I had to put on at least a boxer. As only our sipping broke the silence, I decided to sing a song that might chase that sudden awkwardness away. 

I sang a calm and peaceful self written song, which he actually seemed to like. He scooted closer, hummed a little with me at the main verse, and by the end of it, he had his head resting on my shoulder. When I finished it he even said it sounded absolutely good and calming. So that made me smile a bit.

"Okay I think you should go to bed now." I declared as he almost fell asleep, with his head on my body.

"No it's sooo relaxing, pleease. Don't thro' me out yet." He whined and hid his face in my neck. I shivered, it felt so good, I didn't want to move either.

"C'mon, I'm not gonna make you leave, just sleep. I can see that you're exhausted, so don't complain." I got him curled up in my arms as I stood up and took him to my bedroom bridal style. "Unfortunately, I don't have another bedroom, since I don't usually allow anyone here, and even those who can come inside, cannot sleep here. So you're gonna have to stay here, in my bed. I'll be in the living room probably, in case you need anything."

"How come you never sleep with anyone? I thought you had many lovers?" He mumbled half asleep when I put him down on the matress, a smile threatening to curl my lips. "Ooh it's so soft. Amazing bed. I could sleep here forever."

With that Amazon-style review, he fell onto his side and started snoring slightly again. I gently positioned him on the middle of the bed and covered him with the orangish satin sheets. I looked down at him and answered, even if he couldn't hear my explanation.

"You know, it's my sanctuary. I never bring any of my partners or friends here. Even Hermes has only once been in this bed. If I wanna hook up with someone, I get the business done in one of my apartments on Earth. Besides, my closest friends and I hang out mostly in the living room, so they don't really come up here. I like to keep it to myself."

But then why did I let him sleep there?

I didn't know.

Apparently being a Lester fried my brain, and I still wasn't sure I was totally okay afterwards. I stared at him for a couple of minutes more, then realized how creepy I was acting and went back to the living room. I sat on the couch and grabbed my glass. I quickly finished the whole remaining jug of cocktail only to find myself bored. I decided to go through my phone, and saw a bunch of messages, though I only opened the ones from Hermes. He was my best friend and probably my only true. He was inviting me in several texts, to do something extremely stupid and naughty, but I didn't really read the details. I texted him back that now wasn't the time and I was back at my temple. A few moments later I heard a loud banging  on the front door.

"I can't believe you came back here. Why? It's almost midnight. You won't see the fireworks. Besides, you know damn well these parties usually are the best around this time." 

I greeted Hermes a little annoyed and my thoughts immeadiately flickered to Percy upstairs. I didn't want him to find out about the boy in my bed. I wouldn't be able to explain it, since not even myself understood, why I laid him there. 

" I missed you, boy! These parties are no fun without you. So what are you doing here? I thought you'd be having fun with one of those cute girls tonight, finally being able to do so after...khm after your incident." He said with one breath, kindly referring to my awful mortal state,  and already coming into my palace, hopping down on my couch. 

"Ooh what's this?" He grabbed Percy's shirt and I immediately stiffened. I was glad I put on my pants at least, after leaving Percy in my room. Not that I was uncomfortable around Hermes. I usually quite like being naked all the time, or at least I used to, but nothing was the same now for me. It's been as if I was just turned inside out. He never made me feel strange about nudity though. Heck, he does it too around me a lot.

I just felt strange now, about being naked, because someone was in my bed. He would absolutely misinterpret it.

"Umm, that? Nothing." I muttered not knowing what to say. What a day for the god of poetry. "That's mine, as you can see I don't have any shirt on."

"Uh-huh. Sure." He looked at me with disbelief, then looked around grinning maybe searching for something. "Where's he? Did you really bring someone to fuck, into your palace? I didn't realize you were that horny. But I guess it makes sense. After that long time being a mortal..."

"Wait, what? No, it's mine, I told you already." I grabbed furiously the clothing, but he was already busy examining the crime scene. Always the detective.

"Why are you so annoyed suddenly? " he grinned wider. Oh no. " Do you have something to hide?"

"N-no!"

"Wow, that was convincing."

"Can't you just leave me be? Please, I'm not in the mood for this." I started begging as soon as he got near to the hot tub, eager to distract him. He soon noticed the two glasses and got hold of them.

"Hmm, interesting. I told ya, someone was definitely here. Or might still be here, hiding somewhere." I wanted to stab him, as he mischievously danced around the jacuzzi, holding his evidence in his hands, waving them around.

"Okay, okay. I admit it. Somebody truly was here. But, not anymore." I let out a deep breath, hoping he would fall for it. Half-truths might be my way out of this mess.

"Apollo, you may be the god of truth, but you seem to have forgotten. that you suck at lying. Also, I'm kinda the god of lies." He laughed and shook his head. Then he noticed something on the floor and his eyes widened. "What's that?"

With that he started running away, constantly looking down. I tried to follow his gaze and realized that he'd seen water drops on the floor that would be leading him straight to my bedroom. I ran after him, hoping I could still stop him. But he was faster this time. He opened the door only to find a sleeping boy curled up under my blankets, yet still shivering. He got shocked, but I was sure he hasn't seen the face hidden by the fluff.

"Wow, you really let someone sleep in your bed?" He looked at me with awe in his eyes. " He must've been unforgettable during sex. Tell me about it!"

"First of all, we haven't had sex, secondly it really is none of your business. Now, if you excuse me and leave finally, I'd might thank you, I have someone to calm down from his nightmare." I angrily pushed him away, hoping he'd leave us alone, but he just ignored me and went closer.

"Wait, nightmares? Sooo, it's a demigod." He looked back at me then quickly grabbed the sheets and pulled them off of Percy before I could do anything. If it hadn't been that embarrassing somehow, I would have been very pleased to look at his entertaining suprised face. But it was kind of awkward to have someone in my bed, not to say Poseidon's son, who's technically very off-limits to all and every gods - that Poseidon has declared  many times now. But what's more, he was only in his boxers. And it all really awfully looked like we just had sex. Oh if he tells anyone about this I'm dead. Uncle P's gonna end me.

"What the actual fuck?" he looked at me with disbelief. " Out of aaaaall people, you decided to knock up Percy Jackson?!"

"I already told you, we didn't have sex!" I started to get really anxious as I raised my voice. If he told anyone, really just one immortal on Mount Olympus, things would get ugly. "Now please, be a good brother, and don't mention it to anybody!"

"Too late!" He grinned sheepishly at me, and I noticed that he'd already made photos of it, and probably sent it to everyone.

"Great."

"I'm just gonna...you know, go now." He started to look somewhere betweeen amused and a bit scared now.

"Oh this is gonna be so fun to watch in the news..." he muttered, then teleported away to somewhere, probably to tell everyone I fucked Perceus Jackson.

Now, that is just great.

Not only his father, but Percy too will surely kill me. I hushed away the images of what they'll be doing to me tomorrow, and climbed on the bed instead. Maybe I could calm him down first andg get some cuddles before my execution. A last kiss would be nice too. I pulled him into my arms, and he pressed his back immediately to my chest, slowly he calmed down. He was then breathing normally again.

After a few minutes I drifted off to a nice dream too, only to be woken up probably an hour later by Percy moving in my arms. I opened my eyes and instantly found myself under Percy, who was cuddled up to me and lying half on top of me. His beautiful green eyes met mine and he relaxed immediately.

"I'm sorry I didn't want to wake you up. But you were so warm...a-and calming. I just had to...it's not like that... I mean..." he was cute as tried to explain himself, and he tried to pull away, so I cupped his face into my hands and pulled him back, closer. His eyes grew wide, and looked down at my lips, slowly licking and biting his own. At first I wanted to give him just a kiss on the forehead but I couldn't hold myself back anymore. Might be my last chance in my miserable existence.

We both moved our lips toward each other and then I finally cut the space between us. As we kissed, I felt like everything was fine now. I pulled him closer and he opened his mouth letting me bite on his lower lip. Our tounges met and it was mesmerizing. I couldn't restrain myself and bit him again and again, but now he was biting back, then again our tounges met and we fought for dominance and control.

I don't know how long we were kissing, but when we parted we both were panting heavily, and I noticed his cute blush creeping under his skin too. We locked eyes and immediately started over, while he climbed on top me, now sitting on my lap. I kept him steady and pulled him down and after that slow kiss, I went down on his neck, kissing and biting and sucking everywhere. He couldn't stop moaning, and it turned me on like nothing in a really, really long time.

He pulled at my hair and moaned my name.

It was so perfect, but suddenly, I felt someone enter my room.