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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Percy_Jackson_and_the_Olympians_&_Related_Fandoms_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Jason_Grace/Piper_McLean
  Character:
      Piper_McLean, Jason_Grace, Aphrodite, Eros, Annabeth_Chase, Percy_Jackson
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Fluff_and_Smut, Fluff_and_Angst, Underage_Sex, Consensual_Underage
      Sex, Oral_Sex, Humor, Sexual_Humor
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-08-16 Words: 5693
****** Piper's Reward ******
by StarlingChild4
Summary
     Sequel to "Aphrodite's High-Class Entertainment." Jason is feeling
     torn about his deeply repressed sexual desires towards Piper, so
     Aphrodite, with a little help from her son Eros, decides to step in
     and make sure Piper's fantasy comes true. But being a daughter of
     Aphrodite, Piper has a few surprises as well...
     Originally posted on ff.net
Notes
     I originally posted this fic on my fanfiction.net account. But I
     decided to branch out a bit and share my work in various avenues.
     After writing "Aphrodite's High-Class Entertainment," I knew that the
     goddess of love would have other tricks up her sleeve. So she decided
     to help out her daughter this time around...
Jason couldn't stand it. For the last three nights, his dreams
have been tormenting him, filled with erotic images that awakened desires he
never dared believe possible. Images of his girlfriend, naked, draped in a
loose towel, her back to him, and looking over her shoulder with sultry,
beckoning eyes.... Jason shook his head, and sat up in bed, leaning forward and
holding his head in his hands. It's not that he never noticed Piper's beauty
(who the hell hasn't?), and certainly not that he never counted himself
extremely lucky to be dating a daughter of Venus—er, Aphrodite, but....
lately....  
"Jason...." Piper's low voice moaned to him. A slim hand slid up her other arm
seductively till her mouth  tanta lizingly  licked her fingers while staring at
him... "You know you want me..."  
Gods! These dreams are going to be the death of me! He gripped his hair,
inhaling and exhaling deeply, desperately trying to clear his mind. He couldn't
understand it. He was a son of Jupiter, a natural born leader. He's lead armies
in both practice and reality, he's saved his friends from falling out of the
sky, he's helped come up with the best strategies, he was above all... this! So
why were a few tempting dreams enough to buckle his knees and take his breath
away? He was a fighter, not a lover! 
Jason smirked, imagining Leo's face at the phrase. But it was true. Jason was
raised in New Rome, breeding grounds for demigod (and demigod descendant)
warriors and scouts. He may have lived in peace for most of his life, unlike
his Greek friends, but he also trained harder and more fiercely than any of
them could imagine. He had no time to think about love, or sex, or even basic
selfish desires. It was a big reason why Reyna never worked out; he simply
never saw her as anything other than a powerful ally and friend. But after Hera
wiped his memories and plopped him on a bus, holding hands with a beautiful
girl named Piper McLean, who called herself his girlfriend, his entire
viewpoints on love and relationships flipped on its head. And once his memories
returned (and Piper was devastated that her own "memories" with Jason were
just a cruel trick of the Mist), it only made things more confusing. By then,
he already established a bond with Piper that couldn't be undone, and he loved
being her boyfriend as well as a partner in fighting.  
But he never even considered taking things.... farther than that. Even
something as formal as marriage had to be put on the backburner with things
going downhill in the world, what with Gaia's impending return and all. To
think about something as base and primitive as sex, at a time like this, was
unheard of! Uncouth! And.... strangely all the more appealing....  
Argh!! Get out of my head, stupid fantasies! Jason stood up and took up his
sword and armor. He needed to train, hard, and put this nonsense to an end.  
 
===============================================================================
 
"Honestly, demigod boys are so hopeless sometimes!" Aphrodite complained to her
sleepy lover, as they laid naked in bed. They had been having nonstop sex for
three days and nights (gods never care about time, especially in the bedroom),
and while Ares was exhausted from their lovemaking, Aphrodite felt refreshed
and reinvigorated. May the gods bless Annabeth Chase
for exceeding her expectations! Children of Athena rarely made entertaining
lovers, but the girl's love for the son of Poseidon (not only Athena's rival
and part-time enemy, but also a rather active lover himself) made
a surprisingly impressive combination. 
Ares hadn't fucked me like that in a century, she mused dreamily. And Piper, my
dear daughter, actually managed to create a novice lover out of such a hopeless
case! That's no easy feat, even with MY help -- (Aphrodite had planted lustful
thoughts in Annabeth's head, naturally) -- but Jason! The poor boy is turning
out worse than Athena's girl! At least she has guts! 
The goddess of love sighed and turned to glance at her daughter's quarters.
Piper was undressing and glancing nervously in the mirror,
frowning at invisible blemishes, and sighing with exasperation as she slipped
into her pajamas. Aphrodite smiled affectionately, seeing a bit of the girl's
father in her: both were out-of-this-world beautiful people, and yet both
harbored secret insecurities about their flawless bodies. Tristan, at least,
was mortal, so his hardships were understandable. But Piper carried the blood
of the goddess of BEAUTY, for Olympus' sake! Unlike her demigod siblings,
Piper lacked confidence in her body image and sexual prowess, but, thankfully,
she knew the basics and had instincts. Not to mention Aphrodite had heard and
seen the girl's fantasies; she wanted more than she let on. Her modesty was
cute, but it was nothing compared to the brick wall of her boyfriend's mind!
This called for some serious backup. Aphrodite flipped a drachma into her
bedside fountain, and called out, "Eros, sweetie, mummy needs some
assistance."  
 
===============================================================================
 
Piper felt quite proud of herself, though she tried not to admit it. After
practically shoving Annabeth into Percy's quarters, she returned to her own
bed, and promptly put earplugs in and plopped down to read some Native American
legends. Her dad gave her an old copy of legends and folklore, and she carried
it with her wherever she went. It was one of the few sentimental items she
dared to haul with her on her crazy adventures. It brought peace and comfort to
her in times of chaos and danger. Although, this time around, it wasn't used to
block out anything bad, but rather, to give her friends some privacy. 
As it so happens, though Piper was deaf to the world that night, the rest of
the gang aboard the Argo ll had quite an opposite experience.  
For the next three nights after Percy and Annabeth's rather passionately loud
lovemaking, the two couldn't remain in a room with Leo for more than ten
seconds before he busted up laughing and cracked a joke. Hazel refused to
acknowledge their existence for the time-being, blushing dark red whenever they
entered a room together, and often making some lame excuse to leave the
premises. Nico acted moodier than ever, and often accompanied his sister
whenever she embarrassedly fled the scene. Frank seemed torn between
embarrassed and admiring of their boldness, and Jason kept a stiff upper lip as
usual. Coach Hedge was furious; he never heard the two lovers, due to being
stuck at the helm the whole time and under the persuasion of
Piper's charmspeak, but he soon gathered as much by Leo's wisecracking and even
Percy's sheepishly proud grin (not to mention Annabeth's obvious blushing
face). It took Piper a good twenty minutes of coaxing and pleading to finally
convince the bristling satyr to leave Percy and Annabeth alone, though she
could tell he would not come to full terms with it just yet.  
Though it was quite entertaining watching all this go down, Piper couldn't help
but feel slightly disappointed in Jason's reaction. Hazel and Nico, she
understood, being children raised in the 1940's, but even shy Frank laughed at
Leo's jokes and Piper could have sworn he took Percy aside to blushingly ask
for tips to get his girlfriend, Hazel, to warm up a bit. But Jason? Nope, he
acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary, and even coolly ignored Leo's
jokes as if they were remarks on the weather. She had secretly hoped he would
at least be a bit more curious or even pull a leaf out of Frank's book and have
a secret guy talk with Percy or something. Anything to make him seem like an
actual teenage boy--! 
Piper gasped, shocked at her sudden rush of anger. No, no it wasn't fair of her
to judge. Sometimes she felt like the fake memories of her six months dating
Jason were clouding her real memories. She was expecting more intimacy, from a
Roman demigod no less. The real Jason had proven to be a capable and remarkable
leader, not to mention, he behaved like a perfect gentleman around his
girlfriend. So far, the most romantic moment they had was camping outside, on
their journey with Leo, when Jason wrapped a blanket around Piper's shoulders
and they talked for a little while. But that was before his memories
returned, before his Roman identity returned. After that, though he decided to
continue dating her, Jason held her at an arm's length most of the
time. They only kissed a handful of times, and have for the most part, been
rather chaste, even with Piper gently trying to slip in her tongue every so
often. Jason always seemed to enjoy himself, but then would cut the fun short
abruptly, peck a kiss on her cheek and hurry away. At first, she thought it was
cute, thinking he was only shy. But lately... 
 
===============================================================================
 
Aphrodite chuckled, pouring herself a glass of nectar. Oh, sweet, innocent
Piper, calling the boy shy was an understatement.  
He' s a stiff prude and, while dating one of MY daughters,   that i s
unforgivable!   
 
===============================================================================
 
Jason slashed his sword in the air, slicing down invisible enemies, yelling and
grunting with each thrust. Dammit, dammit, dammit! It's not that he found sex
gross, or the idea of having sex with Piper gross. Far from it! But he just
never gave it any serious thought. Sex was a mindless act, as far as Jason
knew, and something people had a tendency to jump into without a second's
thought. He needed time, he needed to think, he needed--- 
"What you need is to relax. Seriously, dude." 
Jason almost leaped out of his skin. He spun around, sword poised, to face....
a god. He appeared to be around Jason's age, a rather good-looking fellow with
an angelic face and slim build, wearing silk red pajamas, a bow and quiver of
arrows, and (oddly enough) a blindfold around his eyes. While Jason gaped at
the sight, the god spoke again.  
"Dude, quit staring at me, you're creeping me out. Yes, I can see you, okay,
the blindfold is just a part of my image. Name's Eros, by the way, or Cupid, as
you probably know me best by--" 
"Why aren't you here as Cupid then?" Jason blurted out, too bewildered to think
twice.  
"When in the name of love, we are all the one and the same," Eros said wearily,
as if he had said the phrase far too many times. "But I'm not here to talk
about me. I'm here to talk about YOU, and your girlfriend. You
guys have serious problems." 
"We do?" Jason asked, alarmed.  
"Well, yeah, why else would Mom send me all the way here to straighten you out?
You're not moving fast enough, you're not getting it on, you're not doing the
deed, you're not making 'the beast with two backs,' you're not giving her a hot
meat injection --- DO I REALLY NEED TO SPELL IT OUT TO YOU?" He suddenly
yelled, stunned at Jason's blank expression. "Dude, you've never gotten your
candle waxed—oh for gods' sake!" He yelled up at the sky. "Mom, did you really
have to make me quote euphemisms all the time?! I don't think I have enough to
explain it to this dunderhead!"  
"I—I mean, you, what?" 
Eros sighed, and removed his blindfold, rubbed his eyes with his thumb and
forefinger, and slipped the cloth back on. "Look, kid, I'm telling you that
your girlfriend is hot and bothered and even with Mom's wet dreams in your
mind, you don't seem to be getting the picture!" 
"Uhhhh--" 
"Okay, clearly you've been raised under a rock all your life, so I'll make
myself perfectly clear: Your. Girlfriend. Is. HORNY. She wants your sword,
your sausage, your--- She wants sex. With you. And despite Mom sending you
literally every signal in the world to act on this, you can't comprehend
anything that isn't spelled out to you in kindergarten terms!" The god took a
shuddering breath and continued. "And I've been sent here to facilitate this.
It's my job. I encourage sexual desires, inflame primitive---" 
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!" Jason said suddenly. "I don't even know if I'm ready
for sex yet..." 
"Oh, he knows the term! By gods, I was half-expecting to hold a whole lecture
on sexual procreation, and believe me, I go over every single possible detail,
and you don't want that. Anyway, what's the point of waiting? From the way the
world is looking, you might as well get your rocks off before Doomsday
arrives."  
"I--- I just, I don't know if I--" Suddenly Jason noted Eros bow and
arrows. Why doesn't he just shoot me...? 
"Oh, pfft, please, shooting arrows to make horny devils is sooooo BC era!" Eros
said in exasperation. "Times have changed, we're more interested in creating
somewhat 'consensual' settings in the bedroom. That whole 'blind sexual
madness' is a Greek thing that died out ages ago. I change with how culture
views sex and desire, just as nearly all the gods change with their methods. My
bow and arrows, like my blindfold, are simply part of the image. Imagery often
outlasts ideas, you know." 
"Er, right..." Jason said reluctantly. He sighed. He couldn't blame Eros for
treating him like an incompetent fool. Put him in a battlefield, he could
figure out what steps to take, and where to direct his comrades. In the love
department? He might as well be still a toddler. If what the god said was true,
and Piper secretly wanted to take things farther, then for her sake, he would
try anything. "Soooo... what do you suggest?" 
"Look, I'm a bit rusty, okay?" Eros said, in a tone Jason could have sworn was
a pout. "Nowadays, anything sexual or love related is in Mom's hands. I'm
basically the backup in particularly tough cases, such as yourself. Even
Aphrodite can't change the mind of the most stubborn of prudes. Anyway, shut up
and hear me out: if you don't feel ready for sex – seriously, at YOUR age, too,
what the fuck...? -- let's discuss how you feel about the girl...." 
===============================================================================
About a half hour or so later, Jason found himself face to face with Piper's
bedroom door. He took a deep breath and willed himself to relax. He thought
back on his humiliating conversation with Eros. After the god gave up on verbal
teachings, he reached into his silken pajamas and pulled out a vial. He told
Jason to drink it down, that it doesn't do much beyond "lower your
inhibitions." When the son of Jupiter was taken aback, Eros sighed.  
"It's a sort of 'love potion,' except not one that makes you fall in love or in
lust with anyone. It simply calms the nerves and gives you a bit more room to
explore your sexuality. The effects depend entirely on the person taking it and
whoever he or she desires to be with. If you want to do it, you'll do it, and
have a damn good time, too. But if you secretly don't want to, and are just too
ashamed to admit it.... well, nothing happens." 
Jason shuddered. He wanted to believe he wanted Piper, but doubt was
threatening to overwhelm him. Eros told him that the effects won't kick in till
after he sees his girlfriend (or "object of desire," as he bluntly put it), and
the very thought of hurting Piper's feelings but NOT reacting in passion....
was enough to tear him apart. He took a deep breath and knocked.  
"Come in," Piper's muffled voice called out.  
Had she always sounded so angelic? Jason shook his head sharply, opened the
door, saying, "Hey, Piper, sorry to disturb you, but---" then stopped short.  
 
===============================================================================
 
Piper frowned, confused, her hairbrush poised in the act before her boyfriend
decided to show up at this hour. Why was Jason staring at her like that? His
mouth was gaping open and his eyes slowly wandered up and down her body.
Suddenly, she blushed and turned away in horror, putting her brush down sharply
on her bedside table. Is he disgusted? She was wearing short, revealing
pajamas, that didn't shy away from showing off her legs and cleavage.
She guiltily indulged in wearing them in privacy, but now face-to-face with her
seemingly dumbfounded boyfriend, it was too much to bear.  
"H-hold on, I'll go get something else to wear---" Piper's shaky words broke
off with a startled squeak as Jason practically plowed into her, scooped her up
in his arms, and pushed her down on the bed. Before she had time to think, he
was kissing her, hard, with his tongue! After her initial shock, she succumbed
to this sudden wild action, reveling in Jason finally, finally, finally making
a move on her.... Then suddenly, she stopped and pushed Jason up for a
moment.  
"W-w-wait, Jason! Hold up, slow down! Let me breathe and --- and think, for a
moment---" 
"Oh my gods! Piper, I'm so sorry." That's the real Jason. Piper looked up into
his eyes. His beautiful icy blue eyes were wide in worry, though still laced
with a layer of lust, as his hand caressed her cheek. "I didn't mean to startle
you, but you... you just look so amazing, so gorgeous, I couldn't help myself--
" 
"What?"  
"-- and Eros said the potion would work if I really wanted you, so I guess I
can relax now--" 
"WHAT potion?" 
Jason sighed and explained everything. Piper felt torn. A small part of her was
celebrating and practically egging her to go through with it. The other part
felt infuriated with her mother, and another wasn't quite sure if making love
with Jason while he was under a potion's effects was quite ---  
"OH, FOR THE LOVE OF ZEUS!" Piper almost leaped out of her skin from the loud
voice, before she realized it was coming from her head. "The boy loves you,
sweetie, wants you, even, despite himself. All Eros – and I – did was give him
a little nudge in the right direction. The potion doesn't change who he is or
what he wants. It simply gave him the courage to pursue it. Now, stop wasting
my time and get on with it!" 
"YOUR time?!" Piper shouted in outrage, but then Jason was kissing her again.
No doubt from Aphrodite's encouragement. She hesitated for a moment, then
finally caved in. If what her mother said was true, she finally could have some
alone time with Jason, and judging by his apology earlier, he hadn't actually
changed.  
Not really.  
 
===============================================================================
 
"Children can be so ungrateful to their parents," Aphrodite lamented to the
quiet room. "But we foolish gods can't help but love them so." Ares snored in
response. The goddess smiled affectionately at him, then spoke into the
fountain. "Thank you ever so much for the help, sweetie. Mummy was beginning to
lose hope." 
"Honestly, why couldn't have YOU provided that stupid potion?" Eros's
reflection grumbled. "All that conversation did was waste my time, and confuse
the poor kid." 
Aphrodite shook her head, smiling. "No, Eros, dear, that conversation was vital
to Jason's actions taking place now. He needed a bit of a slap of reality and
some encouragement. Piper was so kind as to assist Athena's child the other
night, but she seems hopeless in helping her own lover. So, we needed to give
them a bit of a boost." 
"You sure she'll pull through? It's not like I gave her a lecture or potion as
well." 
"You forget, darling, that she is MY daughter."  
 
===============================================================================
 
Jason felt like he was flying, soaring well above the clouds, as he kissed and
touched his beautiful girlfriend. Was this what he was missing out on? This
paradise? His hands found their way under Piper's shirt and were feeling her
breasts. So soft.... and warm.... he had to see them. He removed his hands and
began unbuttoning her shirt, till finally she was exposed to him. Gorgeous. He
looked up at her face, but she was resolutely facing the wall, her face flushed
red. He cupped her cheek in his hand and turned her to face him.  
"Piper, do you not know how beautiful you are?" 
"I---" Piper squirmed. She seemed to be holding back something, so Jason waited
patiently. Though perhaps his wandering hands didn't help, as they continued to
fondle her breasts tenderly. Finally, the girl burst out, "Just because I'm a
child of Aphrodite and some famous Hollywood actor doesn't automatically make
me beautiful!" She closed her eyes tight, as if expecting laughter or some sort
of negative response. Jason felt a tug in his heart. Does she really believe
that? If so, he had to make sure she saw how wrong she was. However awkward
Jason might have felt about sex beforehand, he never once doubted Piper's
natural beauty, and only felt ashamed that he never did enough to
diminish her fears. He gently said her name, again and again, till she dared to
look at him again.  
"You're right, it doesn't," Jason said, gently kissing her and cupping her face
in both of his hands now. "YOU make you beautiful." And he kissed her, gently
but passionately as well. When they parted lips, Piper gave a little whimper of
pleasure, and stared up at her boyfriend, her eyes darkening with lust and deep
happiness. Then suddenly, she cupped Jason's face and began kissing him back,
gently biting down on his bottom lip and pulling it out with her teeth. He
shivered and moaned, as she wrapped her tongue around his, and even dared to
softly pull on his tongue with her teeth as well.  
"Oh gods, Piper..." He was beside himself in ecstasy, hardly daring to believe
that this hot girl really desired him so greatly, that he wasn't dreaming. She
was a demigod, like himself, an ordinary girl under extraordinary
circumstances. But, by all the gods, her beauty was unreal. Combined with her
rebellious personality, and self-conscious attitude, she really was a wonder.
And he was going to make sure that she understood that, in every possible
aspect.  
 
===============================================================================
 
Piper could hardly breathe, she was practically suffocating with bliss. Jason
had told her before that he thought she was beautiful, but the last time she
truly felt it in his gaze and voice was the night Aphrodite claimed and
transformed her. She secretly hoped he would look at her like that again, with
the deep-rooted desire and attraction. But she only fantasized that he would
say it again while holding her in bed and kissing her like she was the only
girl in the world. Gods, how I wanted this for so long! 
Suddenly seized with a surge of passion, Piper pushed upwards and wrapped her
legs around Jason's waist, till they were sitting up, making out and gyrating
against each other. She could feel his stiffening erection under his pants,
pressing harder against her crotch. Good, good Jason, just go with the flow,
she thought, kissing along his jawline till she reached his earlobe, where she
gave it a slight tug with her teeth. Her boyfriend groaned and burrowed his
mouth along her neck, kissing still quite softly compared to her rougher
ministrations, but no less passionately. Admittedly, Piper was rather amazed at
her sudden increased confidence, but then, she was the daughter of Aphrodite.
Perhaps this sort of thing came naturally to her. A small voice in
her mind whispered "Go for it!" Whether it was her own conscience or her
mother's encouragement, she couldn't tell nor did she care. Jason may have been
burying his desires all this time, but he was no liar. If he said she was
beautiful, then by all the gods, she would be the sexiest woman in the
world. Then, Piper sat up straighter, getting Jason's attention, who gazed at
her dreamily. She grinned wickedly.  
"Lay down." 
Without complaint, the son of Jupiter obliged, almost scrambling to lay down
before his gorgeous lover. Meanwhile, she was busy undoing his pants and
pulling them off. Oh... my. Not the biggest member she'd ever seen (again,
courtesy of Aphrodite haunting her dreams with pornographic imagery), but
a nice, wide girth, indeed! Piper felt her panties soak a little more at the
thought of him spreading her wide... She shook her head quickly, smiled
seductively at her patient boyfriend, who was now blushing slightly at being
exposed at last. Then she lowered her head and lapped the tip with one swift
stroke. His cry of pleasure was exactly what she wanted to hear, and she
proceeded to run his tongue up and down his shaft, before finally grasping hold
with her hand and sucking on the head. 
 
===============================================================================
 
Jason's mind was a complete blank. He wasn't chastising himself, or panicking,
or even musing about why the bloody hell he never got Piper to do this before.
He simply was lost in the most pleasurable sensations he'd ever experienced. He
gripped the blanket and sheets underneath him, almost shaking with this
overwhelming desire to fuck his girlfriend, to give himself to her and ---  
Oh, sweet Venus! Is she sucking my--- "Oh my GODS! PIPER!" Jason was shouting
now, squirming under her touch and unconsciously bucking his hips. She purred,
the vibrations tingling up and down his shaft and sending an unbearably intense
yet exhilarating jolt up his spine. He willed to all the gods that he doesn't
finish now, not yet, not until he had a taste of her first....  
Piper emerged from her work with a popping sound, Jason's pre cum dripping on
her bottom lip. She crawled forward and pecked a quick kiss on his lips. Before
Jason could beg for more, she grinned wickedly. "Your turn," she said in an
almost coy tone, and before he could react, she scooted up and straddled his
shoulders, sitting on his face. Hardly knowing what to do, but trying vainly to
remember Piper's own ministrations, he gripped her thighs and proceeded to lick
and suck along her ridges, lips, and sweet, sweet wetness....  
 
===============================================================================
 
Piper gripped Jason's blond hair, willing herself to ignore the screams of
protests in her mind, the cruel voices that sent her daily reminders of how
much she hated her thighs, hated her hips, hated her stomach, hated all the
areas covered in unwanted fat and folds.... Stop. Pay attention to Jason. Enjoy
this moment. She inhaled and exhaled deeply, remembering her confidence from a
moment ago, focusing instead on the way Jason gripped her despised thighs with
as much passion and tenderness as the way he cupped her face and breasts
earlier. She focused on his clumsy, yet pleasing tongue work, and---  
"Oh. Oh my g-gods!" She suddenly cried out, forgetting all body shaming, and
throwing caution to the wind. "J-Jason, keep going, right there—no, lower, yes,
YES, just right! Ohhhh!" She threw her head back in ecstasy, moaning and crying
out increasingly louder.... 
 
===============================================================================
 
Coach Hedge took his role as protector perhaps a little too seriously, to the
point of hypocrisy. Despite his rather horny nature as a satyr, he
took umbrage against his demigod wards exploring their own sexualities. It was
bad enough that Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson managed to slip one in
right under his nose, but the rest of the kids knew all about it, too! And
heard them! Coach hated missing out on juicy gossip, at least to keep his good
"protector" image looking well-informed.  
But not this time. This time, he witnessed Jason Grace chatting with Eros
(Coach never liked that stuck-up god), then going below deck to enter his
girlfriend's quarters. Admittedly, it took a bit of inner struggle to approach
them, as the remnants of Piper's charmspeak still had some effect.
But eventually, it wore off, and soon he was standing at Piper's door, bat
ready, waiting for the perfect moment to barge in and scare the living
daylights out of the two whippersnappers---  
"COACH HEDGE." 
The satyr stumbled and spun around to find himself face to face with the
glowering, disembodied face of a goddess.  
"DO YOU INTEND TO INTERRUPT MY DAUGHTER'S LOVEMAKING?" 
"I--- I mean, no, of course not, your ladyship," Coach Hedge said hurriedly,
stupidly hiding his bat behind his back. "I was just, ahem, checking the
perimeter. Making sure everything's shipshape. Safe. Whole. Stuff."  
"GOOD. BECAUSE IF YOU ATTEMPT TO RUIN MY DAUGHTER'S TIME ALONE WITH HER
BOYFRIEND, I WILL PERSONALLY SEE TO IT THAT YOUR WIFE TURNS INTO A FLOWER AND
YOUR GOAT LEGS TURN INTO FINS."  
Coach Hedge shuddered and said, "Um, uh, of course not, your goddess...ness,
I'll just be going. Now. I'll leave your daughter alone." And with that he
scurried up the stairs onto deck faster than a goat stampede.  
 
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Aphrodite burst out laughing back in her private chambers. She was wiping tears
away, when Ares sat up, glaring at her blearily.  
"What the bloody hell are you laughing at?" 
"Oh, just scaring the hide off a foolish satyr, Ares, don't mind me," the
goddess replied between gasps.  
"Ah. Never liked those stupid goat-men," the war god said, with a grunt of
approval, as he fell back on his pillow. "Anyway, just try to keep it down,
will ya? I swear, sometimes I wonder why I stay the night with you at all."  
"Because no one else in the right mind would wish to fuck Aphrodite's favorite
lover," she said smoothly, smiling. Ares grunted again, and was soon snoring.
Aphrodite threw a smirk at her son's reflection, who seemed frozen stiff.
Eventually, he shook his head.  
"Great Zeus... and people think I'M the crazy love god!" 
 
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Somewhere on the ship, Percy woke up. The booming voice outside was
unmistakably the roar of a god or goddess, which ordinarily mean trouble,
except it was over hardly after it began. He rubbed his eyes and attempted to
sit up -- that is, as best as he could, what with his girlfriend sprawled over
his chest. When he started to slowly stir, she murmured in protest, clinging
him closer.  
"Stay..." she said sleepily.  
"Annabeth, something happened out there," Percy said in exasperation. "A think
a god or something was yelling at someone...." 
"Coach Hedge," Annabeth murmured. "Heard his footsteps. Unmistakable."  
"Okay...? Well, is he all right? I probably should check--" 
Annabeth pulled him down before he could leave the bed. "Think for a second,
Seaweed Brain, why would Coach Hedge be in trouble, if we didn't hear a
struggle or him crying out?" 
"I---" 
"It was probably Aphrodite," she said nonchalantly.  
"Huh?" 
"You heard me. Anyway, wear these," Annabeth said, handing Percy some earplugs.
"I borrowed them from Piper, and have been hanging on to them for the past few
nights. I think we'll need them tonight." 
"Why?" Percy asked, completely lost.  
Annabeth smiled. "Oh, just a hunch." 
 
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"Yes, yes, YES, FASTER, OH MY GODS, FASTER, PIPER!" Jason screamed, guiding
Piper's hips as she rode him. She couldn't stop smiling in utter happiness,
finally fulfilling her greatest fantasy. Just when Jason hit her sensitive spot
while he ate her out, she screamed loud enough to awake the whole ship- if it
wasn't for her mother's intervention. Jason, perhaps because he was lost in the
moment or wasn't connected to the goddess of love, didn't seem to notice the
booming voice out their door. The only reason Piper didn't leap off her
boyfriend in shock was because simultaneously, her mother's spoke in her mind. 
"Honestly, I never understood satyrs. They always chase my daughters, but they
don't know anything about basic bedroom etiquette! Never mind the fool,
sweetie. Just keep enjoying yourself. Your man won't notice anything's off.
Have  fuuuun ~"  
Ordinarily, Piper would have been humiliated by her mother's brash manner, but
for one thing, while your boyfriend is busy eating you out, it's hardly the
time for exasperation toward one's parent. And for another, she was eternally
grateful the alternative didn't occur. She didn't think she could live to see
the light of the day ever again if Coach Hedge had knocked their door down
while she, Piper McLean, stark naked, was sitting on her equally naked
boyfriend's face. Thanks, Mom, she thought gratefully, and then allowed herself
to succumb to pleasurable activities again... 
Thanks to their equal amount of pleasing one another, Piper was able to slide
herself down Jason's shaft with no trouble at all. He had a flash of worry on
his face moments before penetration, but Piper kissed him roughly, and quietly
told him to relax. Let her take care of this. He then grinned sheepishly, and
said, "As you wish, my goddess." Piper blushed and tried to dismiss the
compliment, but he insisted. "I don't think there's a single mortal on Earth
who could turn me on the way you can, Pipes," he said breathlessly. "Take me,
my sweet goddess of love." 
Moments later, she was bucking her hips on top of him, effortlessly and
roughly, feeling waves upon waves of pride and happiness threaten to overwhelm
her entire being. Finally, she'd convinced her boyfriend to make love with her.
Finally, she was taking the reins of love and not tiptoeing around barriers.
Their walls were down, their insecurities laid out on the table, everything
couldn't be more perfect. 
"I'm cumming, Jason!" she screamed, digging her nails into his shoulders. He
reciprocated this action, clawing her lower back and ass cheeks. She cried out
in encouragement, bucking her hips harder and harder, her voice growing louder
and louder until at last... 
 
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Eros was silent for a good while. Aphrodite, sipping the last of her nectar in
triumph, turned to face his reflection in the fountain.  
"Well?" 
"… Not gonna lie, when you asked for my help, I was expecting to turn the boy
into a sex maniac, not your own daughter. What was the reward exactly?" 
"All of my demigod children share two common traits," Aphrodite said smugly,
smiling in the direction of her daughter, sleeping in her boyfriend's arms.
"Stunning good looks, and a deep-rooted desire
to inflame their lover's desires in bed. That, dear Eros, was her reward."  
 
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