Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson, it belongs to Rick Riordan, nor do I own any MCU character, they belong to Marvel/Disney as well as any other element of any other work, creation that appears, credits to whom appropriate.
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Percy Jackson, the 25-year-old Greek demigod and son of Poseidon, was exhausted. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of activity, as he had been searching for Elektra Natchios, a young woman his own age who was descended from the goddess Nemesis.
In searching for her, Percy had stumbled upon a fight between her and a group of murderous ninjas, gangsters, criminals, and masked vigilantes who were trying to capture her for their own sinister purposes. Against all odds, Percy managed to fight them off and save her life. But now, as he sat on a park bench in New York City, he couldn't help but feel a sense of tiredness wash over him.
Jackson wasn't worried about someone coming for him, as part of New York is in chaos because in Chinatown the pungent smell of burning rubber and ozone filled the air, a testament to the chaos that had consumed the past twenty-four hours. And anyone passing by would witness that the asphalt of Chinatown was littered with broken weapons, bodies, broken bulletproof vests, and, surprisingly, a few stray katanas.
Jackson, being the extraordinary son of Poseidon, was partly responsible for that carnage for all the fighting that occurred there, but he didn't just sit there waiting for the authorities to arrive, so he performed a fog trip, one of the most recent tricks he has learned from his powers, making a disappearance in a sea fog to appear in Central Park, where he put his hand into the water of the lagoons, healed his wounds and was now sitting on one of the benches, with his sea-green eyes reflecting the fatigue of a demigod fighting an uphill battle against a seemingly endless wave of enemies.
In no way did Sally Jackson's son expect his mundane task of tracking down Elektra Natchios, a descendant of the goddess Nemesis, to turn out to be this. And now all Percy wanted to do was rest for a moment and continue to regain some energy before being dragged into another madness.
He wasn't worried about being found by police or other mortals because of the fog he handled in that area of the park.
However, he didn't have to wait long before Elektra appeared before him, her long, dark hair floating behind her like a black cloak from the night air. Her blue eyes flashed with gratitude and then some. Percy couldn't identify it, but he also didn't have the energy to find out, nor to figure out how she found him so quickly, it was probably the work of the goddess Nemesis.
"Percy" she said softly, sitting down next to him on the bench, "I want to thank you… for everything you've done… You didn't have to help me," Elektra added with an intense look directed at the green-eyed man. "Most wouldn't have done it"
Percy looked at her, unaffected by her intense gaze. "No problem," he said "I'm glad I can help, plus like I said your ancestor asked me to look for you." He couldn't help but notice how close she was sitting to him, their shoulders almost touching. The scent of Elektra along with the scent of blood, gunpowder, smoke filled his nostrils.
Elektra smiled warmly at him, and her blue eyes flashed with more than gratitude. "Still, Percy. You could have left," he insisted, placing a delicate hand on his arm
"I'm not the majority"
"That's clear to me" she said, after all tonight was not only chaotic for Jackson, but also for her, knowing that the Greek gods were real and she was a descendant of Nemesis, the goddess of vengeance and justice, a legacy as Percy called her, although that helped explain several things about her.
But she also witnessed Percy's power and ability, he didn't fight like a member of the Caste, or a ninja of the Hand, he did it in a totally different way with his sword and his powers over water, storms or shaking the earth, plus Jackson was much stronger and more resilient than any human, he was even faster than people trained in combat like her, Matt, or Stick, especially when water was poured on him.
Also, Percy didn't refuse to kill like Matt did, in fact, one of the funniest moments for her in the last few days was when he punched Matt's nose for trying to stop him or her from killing the gangsters or ninjas from the hand, who attacked them. Nor did he look at her, nor did he judge her as everyone else has done for her actions.
"I really want to thank you properly. You saved my life, and I'd like to show you how grateful I am." Before he could reply, she leaned forward and her lips pressed his into a long, soft kiss.
Percy's heart skipped a beat in surprise when he felt the warmth of her lips against his. Her kiss was sweet and gentle, but full of passion. He could feel the tension that had been building up in his muscles starting to fade a little. When she finally pulled away, he was out of breath, his eyes searching hers for any sign of what she was thinking or feeling.
Elektra smiled at him, her blue eyes shining with desire. "I have a few ways to show you my gratitude," she murmured, running her fingers through his wet hair. "And I think you'll enjoy them." With that, she bent down again, this time pressing her lips more firmly, his tongue darting out to explore his mouth. Percy responded enthusiastically, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her closer to him and deepening the kiss.
Their clothes seemed to melt as their passion grew, leaving them naked and exposed in the park. If it were his teenage self, Percy would be too self-conscious and against what he was doing in the park, unlike now when he only had to use some mist to cover them from mortals' eyes and that he wanted to relax a bit.
Elektra straddled his lap, her body moving in perfect harmony with his as they bonded. Percy could feel her wetness against his erection and, with a groan, pushed upwards, seeking deeper contact, she arched her back and closed her eyes in ecstasy as she began to ride him hard.
Her body was so warm and supple in his hands, and he enjoyed feeling her breasts pressed against his chest. The son of Poseidon could feel the heat emanating from her core, and with each thrust, he was consumed by a fierce desire to make her feel pleasure like she had never experienced before. Then she buried her face in his neck, inhaling his scent as he thrust harder, faster.
"Percy"
Elektra moaned his name and dug her nails into one of his shoulders. The sensation was exquisite and only served to increase her own arousal. She arched her back and her body tensed as she felt the first wave of liberation invade her. Her screams filled the air and he could feel her inner walls throbbing around him. Overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation, he followed her to the limit, his own release pouring deep into her.
As their bodies trembled from the aftershocks of their passion, they lay together on the park bench, their sweat-soaked skin tight. Elektra rested her head in the crook of his neck again, her breath warm against his skin, her voice barely more than a whisper. "That was incredible."
Percy wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. He caressed her face and brushed her hair aside, breathing in her scent, wanting to memorize every detail of this moment. "You're welcome" he managed to say, his voice hoarse with emotion.
As they lay together, their bodies slowly returning to normal, Percy couldn't help but marvel at the way Elektra looked in the moonlight. Her body was beautiful and her curves perfect. She was certainly one of the most beautiful women he has ever met, who was not a goddess.
Finally, the two remained sitting there and took deep breaths to calm their racing hearts. Elektra smiled at him, her cheeks flushed slightly from their passionate encounter. "Well," he said, "I suppose I should find my clothes."
Percy nodded, his heart still pounding in his chest. He looked around, feeling a little self-conscious now that the intensity of his embrace had faded. "Yes," he agreed, "me too." They both began searching through the bushes and undergrowth, eventually finding their battered clothes discarded in various states of disarray.
As they dressed in the quiet solitude of the park, Elektra couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. It has been a long time since she experienced such raw passion, such intense desire or lust. She looked at Percy, admiring the way he moved, the way he carried himself. There was an air of confidence about him, especially in the fight that she found irresistible.
Percy was also lost in thought as he put on his shirt and pants. He couldn't believe what had just happened between them. It seemed like he was too eager to release some stress. But he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the night with her, exploring every inch of her beautiful body.
"Do you have a place to spend the night?" Jackson asked
She raised an eyebrow at his question, but he could see some amusement and mischief in her eyes, "Do you miss me yet?"
"Hmm... If I remember correctly, they attacked your house," he said without answering the question
"And you offer me your house… as a refuge?"
"Something like that"
At Percy's response, she just smiled in amusement before saying "Tell me where we're going."
"Just walk with me"
As they left the park and started walking back to his apartment, Percy couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation growing inside him. He wanted to continue what they had started in the park and was determined to make it the most memorable night of Elektra's life. He offered her his arm and she took it; her touch sent a shiver down his spine.
The walk seemed to go on forever, and yet, at the same time, it seemed as if they were moving at a breakneck pace. Percy could feel the weight of Elektra's gaze on him, and that only served to fuel his desire.
Upon entering his building, they walked up the stairs to his apartment, their hearts pounding in their chest.
When they entered, the warmth of the place enveloped them like a comforting blanket. Percy closed the door behind them and turned to face her, their bodies inches apart. "Now," he breathed in a low, hoarse voice, "the real fun begins." He leaned forward and his lips met hers in a passionate kiss that took her breath away.
His hands traveled down her back, tracing the gentle curve of her spine before descending, cupping her butt and lifting her so that she was pressed against him. She moaned into his mouth, her hips moving in a slow, sensual motion against his growing erection. He broke the kiss and his lips went down her neck to the exposed skin above her collarbone. Not caring about the sweat and dirt of this crazy night, before taking one of her breasts in her mouth, sucking the hardened nipple through her battered clothes.
She arched her back and moaned softly as pleasure swept through her. His hands moved up her sides, cupping her breasts through the fabric of her outfit for a few moments before he took it off.
He taunted her, slipping a finger under the cups of her bra before unbuttoning it and dropping it to the floor. Her breasts spilled free, heavy, and full, and he took one in his mouth, sucking it harder as he ran his tongue around her nipple. She gasped and grabbed his hair with her hands.
Percy hugged her and she helped him with her legs surrounding his body, allowing Percy to take off his own shirt. His free hand moved between them, she groaned as he tucked it into her pants and found her wet and ready. He stuck his fingers deep inside her, curving them to caress her at a rhythm that matched her heartbeat. She threw her head back slightly, closed her eyes tightly, and arched her body at his touch.
Then he pulled her to her feet so that his other hand moved to the zipper and easily pulled her pants and panties to the floor. Now she was completely exposed to him, and he perceived her beauty, absorbing the sight of her soft, bare skin.
With a gentle hand, he guided her down the hall to her bedroom. She staggered slightly on her feet, her head spinning with desire. He carried her to the edge of the bed and gently pushed her onto the mattress, following her until their bodies were pressed. His hands swept over her, exploring every inch of her skin, finding new places to touch, new ways to make her moan.
She arched her back, offering her beautiful twins to him, and he took one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking on her nipple as he caressed her with his free hand. Her hips lifted off the bed, seeking more contact, more friction, which she got when he pushed her back onto the bed and he slid his hand down, parting its folds and revealing its moist, aching center. His fingers found her clit and began to gently stroke it before applying a little more force and speed.
"Percy... more"
Her moans filled the room and she writhed under his touch, her body tense with need. He moved up her body, kissing her neck, her collarbone, her shoulders. But his hand continued its relentless assault on her senses, taking her higher and higher as Percy applied some of his power to her pussy. She felt a sharp twinge deep within him, and with a cry of delight she cummed, her body convulsing under his grip.
"¡Aaaaahhhh!~"
He hugged her, feeling the tremors of her deliverance invade him. His own need was almost unbearable, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer. Then Jackson moved away to remove the rest of his clothes and positioned himself at her entrance, feeling her tension take over him as he pushed his cock inside her. She arched her back, facing him blow after blow, their bodies moving in perfect synchronization.
His thrusts grew deeper, harder, as he lost himself in the feeling of being connected to her.
"Percy" She moaned his name and dug her nails into his shoulders. The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate union, each moan and growl adding fuel to the fire. One hand found her pussy again and he began to tease her, stroking her with his thumb as he drove deeper inside her.
Elektra's body tensed, her muscles coiled tightly around him, and with a scream that seemed to echo throughout the room, she cummed, her body writhing with pleasure beneath him. Percy soon reached his limit, his release exploding deep inside her as they moved together in a frenzy of pleasure.
"Elektra…!"
Their bodies slowed down, their breaths became choppy as they tried to catch their breath. Jackson slumped gently on top of her, feeling the weight of his satisfaction combined with pressing her chest against his. Her hands ran through her hair, and he could feel her lips brushing against his neck as she kissed him softly.
"You said there were several ways you wanted to thank me, didn't you?" Percy felt her stop kissing and sucking his neck before they both looked into each other's eyes
"Yes… that's what I said."
The son of the sea wondered if she was ready for more. "You know… I'm thinking about trying something else"
She raised her eyebrows, curiosity aroused. "Oh?... Like what?"
He looked into her eyes and saw the confidence there. But even more he saw lust and desire. "Well, I was wondering... If you'd let me try to fuck you from behind" Percy said, thinking that maybe he wouldn't really have the energy with everything that happened in the last few days, even if he regained some energy thanks to the water in the park and she tried to hide her tiredness, but he could see it, however she just smiled before kissing him briefly
Slowly, she placed herself on the bed on all fours and presented him with her perfect, round and attractive ass. Percy paused for a moment, savoring the view, before positioning himself behind her. He gripped her hips tightly, feeling the softness of her skin against his palms, and then slowly began to push inside her ass.
She let out a soft moan as he filled her, the feeling of being taken from behind sent shivers down her spine. He started slowly, getting closer, but soon found his rhythm, moving deeper and stronger, his body crashing into hers in a primitive dance. With each thrust, he sent waves of pleasure running through her.
She arched her back, wanting to press herself against him, wanting more. As he groaned, his hands still on his hips, guiding his movements as he penetrated deeper. Their skins came together, the sound of their breaths and the thump of their bodies filled the room.
Then he reached out a hand, to find her now lonely pussy and began to rub it, filling her more and more with pleasure.
"PERCY!" She screamed, her body tensing as another wave of pleasure swept over her. He felt the hand in her pussy soak with Elektra's vaginal fluids and he also felt the inner walls of her ass tighten tightly around his cock, but with one last powerful thrust, the Poseidon's son came, his release spilling deep inside her ass.
Elektra lost the strength in his arms, so her face crashed against the bed, while her body still trembled a little from the waning sensations of pleasure, and she breathed heavily before slowly turning her head to look at him over her shoulder. But there was a twinkle in his eye, a hint of mischief, that made him smile. "Well... I think... it's my turn... to suck... your dick..."
His cock twitched a little when he heard her words. She parted her lips, stuck out her tongue to moisten them, and he couldn't help but moan. Slowly, he pulled his still-hard member away from her body, summoning some water from the air to wipe it away as she turned around before guiding it to her expectant mouth, and making the water he used disappear. Her eyes locked on his, never leaving his as she opened her lips and shoved it into her mouth.
He felt her warm, wet mouth envelop him, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. She sucked softly at first, then harder, and he gasped, the sensation almost driving him over the edge again. He ran his fingers through her hair, urging her to take more of him. She moaned with his cock in her mouth, her lips stretching as she shoved it deeper.
Percy couldn't help himself, he pushed his hips forward, fucking Elektra's mouth with a rough rhythm.
But she groaned at it, as her lips and tongue continued to caress him with a skill that sent shivers down his spine, her moans vibrating against his cock.
It wasn't long before he cummed in her mouth.
When Elektra pulled away from him, her breaths were choppy and hot inches from his cock as she looked into his eyes once more. "More... Don't stop now," she whispered in a hoarse voice as she slowly got up from the increasingly noticeable tiredness.
He nodded, his cock still somewhat hard. With a gentle movement, he pushed her against the bed, legs spread, presenting him with the sight of her glistening wetness. He lined up, pressing the head of his cock against her entrance, and then pushed forward, feeling her tense muscles give way and welcome him back inside. She groaned, arching her back as he began to move again, his powerful blows sinking her deeper into the mattress.
"Percy!" Her moan was accompanied not only by pleasure, but also by exhaustion.
He bent down and grabbed her hips with his hands, feeling her skin under his fingers as he guided her body to meet his. He picked up the pace, pushing harder and faster, their bodies colliding in a needed and urgent rhythm. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper, and he could feel the tension of her channel squeezing it like a fist. He bent down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking it hard as he continued to thrust.
Her nails dug into his back, leaving small red lines in their wake, and her breathing became ragged. She squirmed, managing to move a little so that his thrusts were a little more pleasurable. He could feel the pressure growing inside him again, the familiar tension in his groin as he neared his release. He pulled back, watching a drop of his juices drip from the tip of his cock, and then pushed again, feeling hot heat pussy envelop him once more.
Percy moved his body closer to hers before grabbing her ass with one hand and squeezing gently as he began to move faster, his hips slapping against hers in a rhythm that was both primal and possessive.
"AAAHHHHH!" She screamed, her head moving back and forth on the bed and her fingernails scratched her back again, leaving a few red lines on it. While Percy once again felt his cock being pleasurably squeezed tightly, and he felt his control slip away as pleasure ran through him.
Jackson turned away from her breasts to see the view of her body beneath him, the feeling of her wetness on his fingers, the taste of her skin on his lips, all combined to make him lose control. He moaned at the same time as he closed his eyes tightly and then felt her body tense under him, he felt the hot rush of her orgasm as it crumbled around his cock.
Her inner muscles tightened tightly, gripping him like a fist, and he felt it overflow, his release hot and powerful as he filled her. He pushed one last time, feeling her tension give way as she stopped writhing beneath him, their sweat-soaked bodies pressed down. He leaned over and kissed her neck, shoulder and breasts, savoring the salty taste of their combined sweat.
He retreated from her slowly, reluctantly, and their skins slid against each other as he retreated. She turned her head to the side, curled up on the pillow, breathing heavily as she recovered from their intense sexual act. He bent down, taking her breast in his hand, his thumb fiddling with her nipple as he looked at her. She arched her back very slightly, pressing her chest against the palm of his hand, and he could feel the warmth radiating from her skin.
"You're beautiful," she murmured, leaning in for a quick kiss. He slid his fingertips down his abdomen, tracing the smooth line that led to his mound. She shuddered at his touch. He smiled, leaning over to kiss her again, their lips meeting in a tender, slow dance.
The room was warm and intimate, the air charged with the scent of sex. Percy settled into bed, picked up the discarded pillow, and carefully placed it on the bed. Then, he reached out beside her, his arm on his waist and his hand cupping his chest. Elektra turned her head to look at him, her eyes shining with a mixture of tiredness and satisfaction.
"Thank you," Elektra murmured, her voice barely audible by the sound of her short, tired breathing.
"Why?" asked Percy, confused as to why she was grateful
"For being different" was what she said before falling into the realm of Morpheus and leaving Percy confused by her last words.
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