Mia Smoak might be from the future, but even she didn’t see this day coming. Brought to the past by a man called the Monitor, she got to meet her father for the first time in her life. And just as soon as she met him, he died leaving her heartbroken. She had to get away for a while to grieve, distraught and devastated. She didn’t want to be around anyone.
That didn’t stop Percy Jackson from finding her. He and his friends from Half blood Hill and Camp Jupiter got roped into this crisis by the same man who brought her from the future, rescued when their earth was destroyed by the antimatter wave. He lost a lot of friends and family in this crisis, including his parents. And Annabeth, who sacrificed herself to save him. He hadn’t given himself time to grieve, teaming up with the heroes to stop this anti monitor. He only met Oliver Queen the once, not enough to get to know him. But he knew what it was like to lose someone close, so he daughter her out. And he had experience speaking to blondes who didn’t want to talk, so was quite prepared when he found Mia in an office building, expecting her to scream at him and throw him out.
But instead she was crying, sitting on a table sobbing. Her bow lay by her feet, dropped when finished pacing, her quiver still strapped to her back. Percy approached cautiously working out what to say, until she saw him an inhaled sharply. She quickly wiped her eyes and stood up, turning away. “What do you want?” She asked accusingly.
“To make sure you’re okay” he said. “But I know you’re not” he added, realizing how stupid that sounded. He took a seat on one of the chairs, releasing a sigh leaving him deflated. “Losing someone you love, it hurts worse than anything, doesn’t it?”
Mia turned to look at him, realizing he had the same look in his eyes as she did. She slumped into a nearby chair, her hands on her lap, fighting back more tears.
“I don’t know how to cope either” he continued, more to himself rather than to his companion. “I wasn’t close to my dad. Hard to get close to the Greek god of the ocean. But now even he’s gone, along with my mom, my sister, my… my girlfriend. They’re all gone. There’s only a few of us left. I don’t know if we’ll ever stop this, but it won’t bring them back, will it?”
“No, it won’t” she agreed, joining the young demigod as they both started crying. “It’s just not fair” she complained.
“No, it isn’t” he nodded.
They wept for several minutes, slumped in their chairs wiping their eyes. After a while they were able to rise to their feet. Percy stood up first, stepping closer to offer his hand to Mia. She took it, allowing him to help her to her feet, stumbling against him when she nearly tripped over. They locked eyes, their faces glistening from tears, grief overtaking them as they suddenly leaned in and kissed one another.
It was a quick peck, but Percy was the first to react to it, pulling away sharply. It felt too soon, like a betrayal. Mia noticed, her cheeks turning bright red as she turned away. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… I should go.”
He almost let her, feeling like he was betraying Annabeth’s memory. But Mia was hurting too and he didn’t want to leave her alone. He didn’t want to be alone either, catching her arm and gently pulling her back. She looked at him apologetically, but he told her “stay. It’s okay.” She took a relived, yet still nervous, breath as he stroked her arms. He couldn’t offer much, but he always tried to comfort his friends. And Mia could use a little comfort right now.
Their lips interlocked again, kissing gently soothing both of them. The kiss became deeper the longer they held it, their hands moving around each other pulling closer together. Mia’s wrapped around his waist and up his back while he wrapped around her shoulders, hugging her close. Their months moved on their own, grief giving way to passion as their bodies melded together, body heat rising as they breathed softly. After a while they found themselves pulling away to catch their breath, staring at each other nervously. “Do you want to stop?” Percy asked.
Mia shook her head, moving her hands to his broad neck pulling back in for another kiss. He put his hands around her waist as she pushed him against the desk, sucking his lip desperately fighting with his jacket. She wanted to be closer to this boy, pulling his jacket off his shoulders. He did the same with her, unhooking her quiver dropping it to the floor before unzipping the leather coat. Both articles of clothing fell to the floor as they continued to make out, chests heaving in nervous excitement. The next to be removed was their shirt and vests, pulled over their heads and thrown to the floor. Mia had a black sports bra holding her breasts underneath, which she hurriedly removed so Percy could fondle them. His strong hands felt good squeezing her mounds, causing the young woman to sigh in content.
After taking a few seconds to admire the young woman’s beauty, Percy couldn’t help himself as he kissed her nipples, sucking them hurriedly before she grabbed his head and pulled him away, pushing him onto the desk. At first he though he’d overstepped, but then she unbuckled his jeans and yanked them down his legs, ripping his underwear away. She didn’t even look at his growing manhood before removing her own pants, stripping herself off throwing her naked body at him, jumping on top of him making out desperately. Their groins rubbed together as she started grinding his hips against him, shuffling his dick in-between her thighs to rub against her pussy.
Percy gasped into the kiss, his erection throbbing as the girl barely out of her teens teased his rod, moisture coating his shaft. He got to feel every inch of her body as she rubbed and shuffled against him, her tits pressed against his chest, her belly against his stomach, her legs between his, her arms around his neck, her lips smashed against his. He wasn’t sure if they were moving too fast, but he didn’t make a move to stop her. In fact he took hold of her small bottom, squeezing her ass tightly helping her rub his cock faster. She moaned in agreement, biting onto his bottom lip. “Fmmh.” She mumbled.
“What” he asked quietly, paying in the kiss as her hips became more erratic.
“Fuck me” she repeated, rocking her lower body until his dick found its way into her opening. They both exhaled, awkwardly shifting trying to start moving in sync. They couldn’t get the angle right, his cock kept flicking out. Mia got frustrated and used her hand to force him inside, holding it in place as her hips rocked between his thighs, but Percy couldn’t enjoy the position.
So he grabbed her wrists, rolled them over until he was on top, realigning his penis spreading her legs so he could renter her. “fuck, that’s better” he grunted, pinning her arms to the side so he could make love to her unhindered. She moaned, thrusting her hips up to swallow his penis deeply, wrapping her legs around his waist crushing him. They made love roughly, rapidly, both desperate to feel anything but the pain and sorrow of losing someone they loved. Eventually Percy let her wrists go so they could make out again, wrapping their arms around each other tightly, fucking faster and harder.
“Fuck me. Fuck me please” Mia moaned, biting into his neck between moans as Percy grunted louder and faster. She repeated her words, over and over, sounding more and more desperate, her pussy squeezing his cock trying to make him cum. She wanted him, needed him.
But then, abruptly, their movements slowed and they came to a stop, emotions overcoming them both bringing tears to their eyes. The lust left them, the passion and heat evaporating, leaving the young archer and sweaty demigod empty and hollow. They never reached a climax, but abruptly weeping in the middle of sex certainly kills the mood. They just held each other as they cried into their shoulders, letting the grief take over. Percy missed Annabeth. Mia missed her dad.
“It’s not fair” Mia muttered.
“No, it isn’t” Percy agreed.
It took them a long while to finish crying. By then they had rearranged their positions, lying on their side embracing each other, the naked bodies snuggled together on the desk. They didn’t speak, didn’t kiss, didn’t do anything but lie there for almost twenty minutes, comforting each other. Eventually one of them suggested they return to the group. There was still a crisis happening, more universes being destroyed, more people were in danger. So reluctantly, they climbed off the desk and got dressed, putting their clothes back on composing themselves.
“Are you going to be okay?” Percy asked Mia when she picked up her bow.
She nodded, brushing her blonde hair out of her eyes. “Yeah. Thank you.”
They share a final brief kiss before walking out of the office building together, praying things will get better.
Fortunately, Mia would join Constantine to reclaim her father from the dead. As for Percy, and and Annabeth would be reunited when the universe got rebooted with no memory of the whole event.
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