The fact that Percy said if something happens to Annabeth he'd march in Hades's palace to bring her back AND then he jumped into, Tartarus, the darkest pit of hell when she fell.
He kept his word, he followed her to the House of Hades, like he said he would.
AND HE PARALLELED HIS RELATIONSHIP AND LOVE FOR ANNABETH TO ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE.
Shut up, don't talk to me, he's so in love with her. I'm emotional.
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I want to be shackled to the bed, my hands and feet tied. Fucked every day until my belly starts to swell with your child.
Treat me like an animal. Feed me, fuck me, wash me, and then tie me back to the bed to perform my purpose; To be pregnant with your babies.
I can feel the firmness in my abdomen, and can see that my lower belly is beginning to grow. You come in daily to take care of me, examine me, check my cervical mucus. I know you’ll be coming in soon, and try to position myself in a way that you can’t see my obvious bump that is beginning to form.
You come in with a smile, gently placing a kiss on my forehead. “How are you feeling today, princess?”
I shake my head slowly and ignore your efforts, and instantly you know somethings wrong. “Why are you laying like that, my love? Lie flat on your back, you know I need to check you…”
I refuse to move but being tied down to the bed, I can’t refrain much, and you push me into position, laying flat on my back. In my naked form, your eyes instantly land on my lower belly that is starting to protrude. Your face lights up. “Well well, look at you.. I thought this might take longer but…” you pause for a minute and slowly take two fingers and slip them deep inside of me, pushing up slightly. You use your free hand to firmly push down on my lower belly, which is unmistakably firm. I can feel the wetness between my legs start to grow with your touch, and begin to squirm a little beneath you. You continue to firmly rub my abdomen, your smile growing. “Congratulations,” you smirk. “We’re pregnant.”
I shake my head quickly. “I’m not pregnant, you don’t know what you’re talking about. Bring me a test. Let me take a test.” You shake your head a little. “You know what I told you when I brought you here, I’ve been planning this for years. No tests. No doctors. I’ve studied enough,” you pause for a minute and press a little harder on my swollen lower belly. “Look at yourself,” you draw your hand back for a minute, grab my chin, and force me to look down at my growing belly. “You’re pregnant. You are already fucking pregnant.”
You take a minute to slip your already erect cock out of your jeans. “Now it’s time to celebrate, don’t you think?” You slowly run your fingers up and down my soaking wet slit before slipping your cock inside. “Mmm, you must be a little excited about it, you’re so wet, baby…” you slowly thrust your cock in and out, not letting your hand move from my swelling belly. “You’re going to get so big…just wait, my love.”
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