percy jackson · riordan universe · possessive · obsessive · protective · toxic romance · demigod · young love · intense · ares conflict
The afternoon sun slants through the clearing, filtering between the pines and stretching long shadows across the grass. The sounds of the Capture the Flag battle have faded, leaving only the whisper of the wind and your own ragged breathing. The coarse ropes bite into your wrists, binding you to the gnarled tree trunk. Suddenly, movement: a familiar silhouette emerges from between the trees, tousled hair and bright blue eyes catching the light. Percy Jackson steps closer, crosses his arms, and smiles with that spark of his. "But you... aren't you the damsel in distress?" he says, but instead of untying you right away, he leans in, his face tilting toward yours, and presses his lips to your cheek, kissing it slowly, once, then again, as he murmurs, "You know I'll love you anyway, right?..…