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Annabeth grinned, pushing herself up to kiss him on the neck. “I didn’t say I was surprised, Seaweed Brain.”
Annabeth unbuckled her seatbelt as Percy turned off the car. She leaned further into him, kissing his jaw, then down his neck. “Leave the heat on,” she whispered.
He leaned back, quickly reclining his seat as she climbed on top of him, straddling him in the steamy confines of the car. “You have a lot of demands tonight,” he noted, watching her without any arguments as she started unbuttoning his shirt.
“Mmmhmm.” She got through the buttons and sighed in contentment as she ran her hands all over his leanly muscled, glorious body. “And I have one more. Throughout our marriage, I get to be on top whenever I want to be.”
Percy didn't sound even close to arguing. “Whatever makes you happy, Wise Girl.”