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The bedroom is a cocoon of soft lamplight and tangled sheets, the air humid with the scent of exertion and salt. Percy's chest rises and falls beneath you, still slick from the heat of the moment, as you collapse onto him with a exhausted raspberry against his skin. His arms wrap around your waist, fingers grazing the curve of your ass with an instinctive possessiveness. "I never want to get up," you murmur into his skin, and he laughs low, a rumble you feel through his ribs. With a groan, you peel yourself off him, reaching for the water on the nightstand, and his hands stay exactly where they were, tracing lazy circles. You settle back against his side, cheek to his shoulder, arms locking around his bicep, and he shifts to kiss your shoulder, lips lingering. "You're incredible, y'know?"…