— 💬 a/n: It's 3:12 a.m., I haven't slept and I have thoughts. Like ACTUAL thoughts. DELULU thoughts.
— 𝒫ercy 𝒥ackson ;; his pull out game is so-so but it's not really a game to him. it's a tragedy. he can pull out, he really can—but the second you clench around him and moan his name all breathy and wrecked? gone. he’s staying inside and apologizing for it while still twitching. “fuck, sorry, you just felt too good.” no self-control. man is one tight hug away from giving you triplets.
rating: 4/10
— 𝒥ason 𝒢race ;; textbook perfect. clinically correct. he’s the honor student of nut control. always pulls out with time to spare, wipes you down with a warm towel, kisses your forehead, and asks how you’re feeling. BUT—if you beg him not to? if you whimper a little and say “please”? he folds like a lawn chair.
rating: 9/10 when in control, 2/10 if you say “inside” in a pretty voice
— ℒeo 𝒱aldez ;; boy has ZERO pull out game. he doesn’t even pretend to try. he’ll be balls deep and babbling about how tight and warm you are, then let out a choked moan and cum inside you without warning. immediately follows up with a “fuckfuckfuck I was supposed to pull out” and then blames you for “being too sexy.”
rating: -3/10. negative.
— ℱrank 𝒵hang ;; he pulls out with sweet, apologetic gentleness. murmurs “almost there” and actually means it. doesn’t even thrust through the orgasm—he shudders and then paints your stomach like a gentleman. but the moment you say “it’s okay, baby, I’m on the pill”? oh. he’s finishing inside with a shaky moan and saying “you’re sure? really sure?” as he fills you up.
rating: 8/10 unless you give him permission—then all bets are off
— ℒuke 𝒞astellan ;; can pull out. just doesn’t. he’ll be like “what’s the point?” while holding your hips down and staying in deep, whispering “take it. you can take it.” he moans like it’s a religious experience and you’re lucky if you get a warning before he fills you up and says “mine.”
rating: 1/10. he’s breeding on purpose
Stormy's asks games ! :: I think we can safely say that a new section of "Stormy's asks games" is opening. Basically, You can send me "Games" either nsfw or sfw to the inbox and we can be delulu together 👭
example: this post
Reqs closed, asks games always open.
+ I saw it on Twitter and had to make it a pjo version, I lost the post, but credits for that one <3
syspnosis ꕀ Percy is in infatuated with your kisses, to the point where he has basically consumed so much chemicals from your lipgloss. but he doesn’t mind, until you complain about a shortage.
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𝒴ou don’t even remember who leaned in first. maybe you? maybe Percy?
but it doesn’t matter, because the second his hands settle on your waist and your iced-coffee lipgloss brushes his mouth, everything else dissolves. He kisses like he’s trying to make up for every minute he didn’t get to see you today: warm, eager, a little breathless.
By the time you pull back, both of you are grinning and his entire mouth is covered by your gloss, tinted like he just drank a whole café latte with no straw.
Percy wipes his lips with the back of his hand, then stops when he sees the smear. “Okay, that’s definitely yours.”
You just smirk. “And you love it.”
He does. Obviously.
A few days later, you’re digging through your bag with dramatic frustration.
“Why do my lipglosses keep running out so fast? This is the third one this month!”
Percy’s face goes pink. He’s very aware why.
You’re very aware why.
Neither of you says it.
He just clears his throat. “Uh… weird. Must be a manufacturing issue.”
You give him a look that says sure, seaweed brain, and kiss him again just to prove your point, leaving another iced-coffee print on his mouth before jogging off to your cabin.
Percy touches his lips and sighs. “Yeah… it’s definitely my fault.”
When Christmas rolls around, Percy nervously hovers in the Jackson apartment doorway while Sally wraps presents.
“Hey, Mom? Can I borrow, like… ten dollars?”
She raises an eyebrow. “For what?”
He mumbles, “Lipgloss.”
Sally stops mid-ribbon. “Percy… the ones your girlfriend uses are like twenty-eight dollars.”
“TWENTY—?! Why are they that much?! They’re tiny!”
She laughs, shaking her head. “Sweetheart, anything shiny and scented is expensive. Luckily…” She reaches into a drawer and pulls out a brand-new tube still in its box. “I got this as a birthday gift. Never opened it. It’s the same brand you always come home… wearing.”
Percy turns red. “Mom!”
“Just give it to her,” she says, handing it over. “She sounds special.”
“She is,” he admits softly.
You’ve never met Sally Jackson, but when Percy gives you the little wrapped box later that night, his ears red and his smile shy, your heart actually trips in your chest.
You open the wrapping slowly… then freeze when you see what’s inside.
It isn’t just another lipgloss.
It’s a gift from his mother.
Something she kept untouched and gave because she thought you were worth it.
You close the box again, clutching it to your chest.
“I’m not using it,” you say suddenly.
Percy blinks. “Wait—what? Why? You can! I got it for—”
“No,” you say, smiling, stepping close and sliding your arms around his neck. “I’m saving it. For something important. Like… I dunno… maybe my wedding day.”
Percy’s face goes blank. Then red. Then brighter red.
“Your— your what— your— wedding—?” His voice cracks so hard it echoes.
You just laugh, kiss him softly, and leave the faintest iced-coffee print on the corner of his mouth.
“Relax, seaweed brain. I’m not proposing.”
Then, with a grin: “But I’m not wasting Sally Jackson’s lipgloss on anything less than the best day of my life.”
Percy kisses you again, long, warm, a little dizzying and you swear he tastes like the future.
And yes… he definitely leaves wearing your gloss again (butThis time it’s strawberry flavored).
𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓈/𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ; smut/suggestive, unprotected sex, p in v, rough sex, idk how to taggg, give me reqs if u want!!!
𝒶/𝓃 ; 1st post! not proofread
˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁ percy jackson
reverse cowgirl
percy definitely loves to see how your ass just bounces with every single thrust; he'll grab your ass cheeks and moan on and on about how good your ass looks for him. he'll really just lay back and let you ride him till you're all trembling and needy, then he'll step in and start bouncing you on his cock, tugging at your hair, but not too rough, as his cock stretches out your needy cunt.
˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁ jason grace
missionary
holy shit. jason definitely likes missionary, but not in the, like, frank type of way – the complete fucking opposite. he goes rough, like crazy actually; he's a freak in the sheets. you definitely wouldn't guess it at first, but he loves to fuck you rough, your legs thrown over his shoulders so he can reach that perfect spot that makes you cry out. he'll usually give praise, but if you ask him to be rougher, just know that you're in for a crazy night.
˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁ leo valdez
doggy style
this man is a (not so secret) freak, so definitely doggy style. he'll go gentle, but when you give him that 'go ahead', all restraint goes through the fucking roof. he loves to grope your ass while he thrusts; he occasionally tugs and spanks your ass. he definitely has his chest pressed against your back as he fucks the life out of you, whispering sweet nothings while you try and stifle your moans.
˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁ frank zhang
spooning/missionary
he absolutely loves spooning or just basic missionary. he will definitely handle you as if you're made of glass, with slow, gentle, deep thrusts. he will definitely tell you when he's close and will pull out if you're not using a condom. he's just a sucker for soft and intimate sex.
˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁ connor stoll (underrated bb)
cowgirl
if you ask connor "ass or tits?" he'd definitely pick tits.
he loves watching how your tits bounce every time you bounce back on his cock. he's definitely handsy, hands on your hips, ass, and definitely tits. he'd sit up and start marking up your neck as you ride him, slowly trailing down to right above your tits. he's a tease, so he would just place soft kisses and licks right above your tits before actually sucking on them, giving you what you want.
˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁ luke castellan (got a little carried away...)
idk he just wants to fuck you
this man is just down bad for you. he will take you anywhere he fucking can. in your cabin? yes. by the lake? yes. bent over a table? yes. against the wall? fuck yes. he definitely has a breeding kink, so no condom. he goes rough, as in fucking you so hard you forget your own name. but he doesn't go too far, within your limits at least. he'll stop and be gentler, only if you beg him to. and i mean really beg him. like “you want me to be gentle, baby? yeah? then beg for it, be a good girl and beg f’me." he’ll groan in your ear with a fucking smirk knowing that you'll practically do anything for him as long as he fucks you.
