Loukas Makris

Loukas helped Sage to her feet, his initial suspicion slowly turning into bemusement as she awkwardly corrected him on her name. Watching her wince at a scraped knee, his concern won over. Despite the strange encounter, he couldn’t deny that Sage had a certain charm—her quirkiness was oddly endearing; plus she was pretty cute too! “Ummmm you should get that cleaned up,” he suggested, nodding towards her knee. “The forest floor isn’t exactly sterile.” He studied her for a moment, wondering why she seemed so interested in him. Was she just friendly, or was there something more behind those bright eyes and the nervous laughter? Sage's mention of the moonlight captured his attention, and Loukas glanced up at the waxing moon, feeling a subtle draw to its gentle light. “Yeah, the moonlight is... calming,” he admitted slightly hesitant. He wasn’t used to sharing his thoughts, especially with someone he barely knew. “I find it helps clear my head.” There was an unspoken heaviness in his words, hinting at the shadows lurking in the corners of his mind. Loukas caught Sage's keen gaze on him, and he could almost see the wheels turning in her head. Did she sense there was more to him than met the eye? Choosing to keep the conversation light, Loukas offered a small smile, trying to push away the lingering melancholy. “So, Sage, not Paige,” he teased lightly, attempting to ease the awkwardness between them. “What about you? What brings you out here in the middle of the night?” He tilted his head, genuinely curious about this peculiar girl who seemed so intent on knowing him. There was a glint of mischief in his eyes, but underneath, a layer of vulnerability peeked through, revealing a young man grappling with unseen burdens, yet open to the possibility of connection.

As Sage whispered those three profound words in Loukas's ear, a sense of belonging swelled within him. The authenticity in her voice, the way his name flowed from her lips - it reassured him that this moment was as real and breathtaking as he had imagined. "I love you too, Sage," he said, whispering into her ear with an exhausted yet satisfied voice, his breaths still slight and irregular. His heart throbbed against his chest, the rhythm matching the throbbing sensation of their connected bodies. Loukas pulled back slightly, looking at her as if she were the only thing that mattered, capturing this moment when their individual worlds merged into one. The laughter that echoed from her lips made him chuckle. Sage's happiness, paired with her excitement to embark on another adventure of passion, brought a smile to Loukas's face. "Ok, well we've checked off the stables, where else in the camp should we do it?" he teased. This was their beginning, an intimate first in a series of memorable experiences to come. Loukas knew then, in the afterglow of their shared ecstasy, that he had fallen for this woman in his arms. ~The End

The intensity of Sage's climax nearly tore a gasp from Loukas. The passionate cries from her lips ringing in his ears as her nails clawed down his back, only to return their grip on his shoulders. The feedback from Sage's body was primal, clinging tighter around him as if trying to pull him closer. His heart thundered in his chest as he gritted his teeth, trying to control his rhythm, keeping his movements slow and steady even as his own body begged for more. Feeling her contraction around him, Loukas sought to prolong this moment, for he realized that this once repeated could never be the same. He wanted to link this sensation, this absolute loss of control to their shared love. His movements grew more confident but still mindful of this being their first time, his focus solely on sending waves of pleasure coursing through Sage. His gaze remained fixed on her face, entranced by the look of sheer bliss radiating from her. He yearned for her to remember this moment, framed by the love in his eyes as he watched her ride through the climax; their first together as boyfriend and girlfriend. Eventually, Loukas felt his own orgasm approaching, a sensation that was both alarming and exhilarating. As he looked down at Sage, lost in her pleasure, the sight of her began to push him over the edge. "Sagggeeeeeee" moaning it out loud as if trying to capture this very moment for eternity. Loukas, who had been so hell-bent on maintaining control, now found himself letting go, surrendering to the indescribable ecstasy that was flooding his senses. Instead of fighting it, he allowed himself to drown in the sensations, allowing the waves of pleasure to wash over him. As his climax hit, he let out a groan, burying his face into the crook of Sage's neck while his body shuddered against hers. Tonight, Loukas had not only given but also received more love than he ever thought possible, and for that, he was indescribably grateful.

Loukas felt out of his element the moment he stepped into the party. The pulsating energy, loud music, and the crowd of Camp Half-Blood residents getting lost in the revelry weren't really his scene. But he looked at Sage, her eyes shining with excitement, and felt the tension ebb away slightly. Her happiness had a knack for seeping into him, making things more bearable. Wearing a casual ensemble of dark jeans and a button-up shirt, he was conscious of how he appeared less flashy compared to some of the other party-goers. Sage pulled him towards Henry, her fingers intertwined with his, making the uncomfortable environment a little less daunting. "Hey," he greeted Henry, feeling a bit more relaxed with her sarcastic demeanor. "You're looking...festive," he added, taking in her unusually short skirt and audacious outfit. The comment about being 'out of Sage's league' made him chuckle, a light blush spreading on his cheeks. Loukas sensed tension in the air, especially when Henry and Sage's eyes darted toward Liam and then Nova. It wasn't his business, but he found himself subtly taking a protective stance. He'd seen Henry fight and knew she could hold her own, but something about the atmosphere made him vigilant. "Should be an interesting night," he muttered, mostly to himself. Loukas took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for whatever the night had in store. Despite his apprehension, he was here for Sage and Henry, and that was enough to bolster his spirits.

Loukas felt momentarily exposed by Winnie's observation. It was like she had pulled back the veil on a part of him he hadn't even fully admitted to himself. He looked down at his own hands as if expecting to see this 'gentle fear' materialize before his eyes. "You're quite the observer," he finally said, managing to mask the hint of vulnerability that had briefly flashed across his face. "I think it's a mix of things, my powers, what they could do to people I care about, how I could fail to protect people I care about..." he added. As he spoke, he could feel that 'gentle fear' she mentioned—concerns about his friends' safety, the trajectory of his relationship with Sage, the ever-looming burden of his gifts. For a second, he felt like he was the one sitting in an invisible box, built from his own apprehensions and insecurities. He glanced over at Sage again, she had been his anchor, grounding him whenever his fears started to drift out of control. Looking back to Winnie, he smiled warmly. "Maybe we all have our invisible boxes, some are just better hidden than others. But it's friends like you who help us see outside them," he said sincerely, appreciating the unique lens through which Winnie viewed the world. "So, think you'll join this game and help some of us step out of our boxes?" he joked.

Loukas found himself increasingly fascinated by Winnie's insights. Her comment about Henry's posture and the invisible boxes people create for themselves with secrets revealed a gift of insight not found in many. It was a kind of wisdom that he rarely encountered, certainly not during a casual game of Truth or Dare. This wasn't your everyday small talk; Winnie saw layers to people that others often missed. His curiosity piqued, he looked around the circle, trying to find someone who equally intrigued him and might elicit an interesting perspective from Winnie. His eyes landed on Tempest, the older girl who had always been an enigma to him—almost unnerving in her aura of self-contained mystery. "So what do you make of Tempest over there?" he inquired, leaning in slightly closer to Winnie. "She's always kinda terrified me. What's her story, you think?" Tempest had always intimidated him, but if anyone could unravel her, it was Winnie.

Loukas felt a flush creep up his cheeks at Winnie's last question. His mind darted to a moment not long ago, a daring escapade he and Sage had embarked on that involved sneaking into the stables. It was one of those things they did when they felt the gods' eyes were elsewhere, a secret rendezvous under the guise of "checking on the Pegasus." It was a thrilling, intimate experience but of course he couldn't share that part with Winnie! "Ah, well, Sage and I once snuck into the stables late at night just to see the Pegasus. It's a whole different atmosphere in there when the moon is high," he found himself saying, glossing over the true details. Hey, it was mostly true! He chuckled, looking at Sage for a brief moment, whose eyes met his and twinkled as if sharing an unspoken secret. "So yeah, that's probably one of the more daring things, aside from tonight's dare of course," he concluded. "So, sounds like you'd be more of a 'truth' girl than a 'dare' one then?"

Caught in this moonlit moment, Loukas felt an unexpected sense of connection. The thought amused him, here they were, children of the sun and the moon, meeting under the night sky. When Winnie mentioned that the moon seemed to "like him," he couldn't help but think how true it felt. For the first time, the moon's glow felt shared, no longer his solitary companion but a light shining on the both of them. "If the moon is beaming down on me carefully, I'd like to think it's because she approves of our unlikely friendship," he quipped. Winnie's comment about the 'smallest things' being 'the most beautiful' struck a chord within him. How well that idea seemed to harmonize with his own nightly wanderings. "New perspectives are good, they broaden the soul. And if it helps, I think the stars are already your friends; they just don't speak the same language as we do," he said matching her whimsical word choice, lifting his gaze skyward for a moment. "Hey, you're not hurt or anything are you? I didn't think to check but I kinda ran into you pretty fast."

A part of him felt awkward for having been exposed to his new friend but hey that's truth or dare for you. But another part of him found amusement in Winnie's careful observation of camp dynamics. "Happy to see you're soaking in the lunar ambiance," he grinned, playing along with her joke. Loukas noticed that she was genuinely interested in the emotional landscape of their fellow campers, her remarks almost poetic. "Harp strings, huh? That's a nice way to put it," he responded thoughtfully. His eyes briefly met Sage's, his primary source of comfort, before he redirected his attention to Winnie. "It's a wild game but fun, you should join in if you're feeling adventurous. You never know what you'll end up doing," he said with a light laugh, still tinged with the anxiety of his recent dare. "In fact, what is the more daring thing you've done?" he asked curiously.

Loukas jolted a little in his seat, he was so infixed on the game going on that he didn't even see Winnie show up. She seemed to have that ability, like a whisp of wind coming along unexpectedly. Oh gosh did she see him naked?!? he panicked for a moment before trying to collect himself as best he could. "Oh hi Winnie! Didn't see you there" he said in a hurried tone hoping that if he talked enough he'd move on from his previous worried thought. "I'm kind of surprised you're up this late. Is the moon rubbing off on you sun girl?" he teased before awkwardly continuing. "Ummmm, soooooo have you ever played this game before? What have you seen so far?" Loukas was not the most subtle of campers, something Sage consistently teased him about.

Loukas felt a strange, gentle sort of warmth radiate from Winnie as she spoke, like a single ray of sunshine breaking through a cloudy day. Despite being creatures of opposite realms—her of the sun and him of the moon—it amazed him how comfortable and right this impromptu meeting felt. "Moon eyes huh?" He laughed softly, intrigued by her remark. It was as if she had unraveled a little piece of his identity with just a few simple words. "Well, I guess you could say the moon and I are old friends. We've shared quite a few conversations during my night runs." Her next comment about the timing of his day stirred a sense of irony within him. It was true; while she probably spent her mornings basking in Apollo's glory, he found the daytime harsh, the sun too glaring and the noise too disruptive for his senses. The night was his sanctuary, where he could be his most genuine self, plus sleep was so nice. Though he had to admit Sage had recently been disrupting much of his sleeping schedule.....not that he minded of course. "You're right, I'm not much for mornings. The moonlight calls to me more than the dawn does. Breakfast crowds just don't feel as inviting as a solitary run under the night sky," he admitted with a smile. Her observational skills impressed him. In a camp full of demigods each grappling with their own destinies, it was easy to become a background figure, to blend into the shadows—something he often preferred to do. Yet here was Winnie noticing his absence in the day's early hours. It made him feel seen, in a way view people outside of Sage and his siblings made him had. "Seems like you have a knack for noticing the little things," Loukas remarked. "That's a rare quality, you know. So, what brings you out at these late hours?"

Loukas was pounding the path, the gravel crunching underfoot, relishing in the thrill of the night's energy surging through him. The full moon above made him feel unstoppable, an electrical charge in the air that filled him with energy. He was so caught up in the exhilarating speed and the moonlight filtering through the trees that he almost didn't notice the girl in front of him—almost. Then came the collision, his reflexes not quick enough to avoid it. As he stumbled back, his eyes widened at the sight of Winnie, someone he'd seen around camp but hadn't really talked to. "Oh, hey, don't worry about it," he managed to say, brushing gravel from his palms. Her remark about the moon blinking gave him pause, an unexpected moment of whimsy in the midst of his run. A small amused smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He accepted her offered hand not because he needed help getting up, but more as a gesture of camaraderie. "Waiting for the moon to blink, huh? Now, that's a thought." As he regained his composure Loukas felt oddly compelled to linger, despite his usual preference for solitude. Something about Winnie’s dreamy demeanor pulled at his curiosity. She was a sun demigod stepping into a realm where he felt most at home, why was that he wondered. Winnie did look out of place but yet so unperturbed by it, as if the moon might actually blink back at her if she asked it nicely. "You know," he said, locking eyes with her for a moment, "the night has its own kind of magic, even if the moon keeps its eyes wide open."

Loukas walked along his usual path near the woods, his eyes shifting constantly as he felt an unshakable sensation that someone or something was following him. The moon was in its waxing phase, but it still cast enough light to make the shadows seem to spring to life. This only increased his sense of unease. Though he seldom practiced magic like he should have been, it was moments of unease like this where he felt he could sense things. But a distraction (specially a magical one) was the last thing he needed. His mood was already sour as it was filled with a foggy melancholy that he couldn't seem to shake off. As he approached a clearing he heard a rustling in the bushes. Before he could fully process the sound, a figure tumbled out onto the path, exclaiming a mangled version of his name before landing awkwardly on the ground! 'What the hell?!?! he thought. For a split second his first thought was that whatever had been following him had finally decided to make its move. Well if it was a fight this monster wanted!.......wait...he didn't have a sword....or honestly any will to wait a monster like this! But as he focused on the fallen individual he recognized her! The girl he had seen at the campfire! What on earth was she doing lurking in the bushes? "Uh......hey?" Loukas stammered. "Are you okay?" He extended a hand to help her up though internally he was very suspicious. Why was she here? Was this what had caused him to feel followed all this time? A part of him felt flattered and another part puzzled. But for now he decided he would act friendly towards this stalker. After all, it wasn't every day that someone literally falls into your life. "It's....ummm Paige right?" he asked.

Loukas could feel the moment their bodies became truly entwined, feeling the gentle resistance and then the yielding, indicating Sage's virginity. He felt he was hyper-aware of every minute detail - from the heat radiating from her core to the short breaths she took, the fingers that clung to him, and the soft moans that spilled from her lips. Every sound, every sensation only intensified his connection to Sage. As he continued to move their rhythm together became more fluid, their bodies syncing perfectly. He could hear the soft whispers of her breath against his ear, her nails occasionally digging into his back. “Sage...” He murmured, voice thick with emotion. He wanted to tell her how he felt, how much she meant to him, but words seemed inadequate at the moment. Instead, he poured all his emotions into his actions, figuring she would understand. Loukas could sense the change in her body language, the small hints that she was approaching her peak. Her breaths became shorter, her grip on him tighter. He adjusted his angle, wanting to ensure she felt every bit of pleasure. His eyes shifted to her chest, where her perky breasts rose and fell with each breath. Without breaking rhythm, Loukas lowered his lips to one of her nipples, gently taking it between his teeth and tugging it lightly. He continued to tease and nip, ensuring that Sage felt pleasure not just from their connection below but from the attention he was giving to her sensitive peaks. The soft texture, the tantalizing sensation as they hardened further under his attention, only fueled his desire. While lavishing one nipple with his warm mouth he used his fingers on the other, rolling and pinching it gently. He could tell Sage really enjoyed when he did this and being a guy, was only too happy to oblige.

Loukas watched as Sage made her way over to the hay, the soft glow of the lighting casting an ethereal glow on her figure. Her slender form was juxtaposed against the rough texture of the hay, and as her legs spread slightly, it revealed the most intimate parts of her. This setting, their emotions, the charged atmosphere between them...everything felt like it was straight out of one of the old myths, and it was a little overwhelming for him. Hopefully their love story would have a better ending than many of those did! Here was this beautiful woman, his love, ready to share something so intimate and profound with him. His palms felt clammy, his breaths were shallow, and doubts started to form at the back of his mind. 'Am I ready? Will I be good enough for her?' He thought. Loukas was no stranger to the stories his friends had shared about their first times...some beautiful, others awkward. He wanted theirs to be perfect, for both of them. Taking a slow breath he pushed those thoughts out of his mind as he positioned himself above Sage. Whatever would end up happening they had each other and that was enough. Loukas placed his hands on either side of Sage's head, supporting his weight as his knees nestled between her spread thighs. He leaned down, pressing a soft, reassuring kiss onto her lips, feeling her nervous exhale against his mouth. Lowering his hips he felt the tip of his erection make contact with her entrance. Taking another deep breath Loukas began to push forward slowly, inch by inch, feeling the tight warmth of her envelope him until was fully pressed into Sage. It was an overwhelming sensation; a mixture of pleasure and closeness! Every nerve in his body seemed to be on fire, sending pulses of pleasure throughout him. "Sage......," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. The warmth and tightness of Sage's inner walls wrapped around him entirely, making every movement, every subtle shift of their bodies, profoundly intense. Loukas began to move, gently at first, feeling the wetness and heat that welcomed him. Each slow thrust was deliberate, as the rhythm gradually built between them, taking them both on a journey of pleasure and discovery.

Emerging from the chilly waters of the lake Loukas felt the goosebumps rise on his skin from both the cold and the rush of adrenaline. He took a moment to shake off the excess water before hurriedly putting his clothes back on behind the privacy of the trees. As he made his way back to the group, his clothes sticking to his wet skin, he felt a sense of accomplishment, eager to see Sage's reaction. He wore a proud grin as he took his seat next to Sage. "Did I miss anything interesting?" With the dare completed, he realized that despite the nervousness and cold he was more than happy to have taken the leap, quite literally. "Who's turn is it now?"

Loukas felt his face flush at Henry's dare, the blush intensifying at her joking comment. Even more so in the fact he'd be doing this in front of two of Sage's sisters! His heart hammered in his chest, this dare was both thrilling and mortifying. A part of him wished he had chosen 'truth' now, yet he found himself rising from his seat, the words already leaving his mouth, "Alright, challenge accepted." He flashed a quick glance towards Sage, trying to gauge her reaction, as if to say 'I'm only doing this to impress you!'. Taking a deep breath, he started towards of the larger trees that offered a bit of privacy. "I'll be back in a flash!" he called out. Even as the words left his mouth, he felt the knot in his stomach tighten. But the thought of backing down now, especially in front of Sage, was unthinkable. He quickly shed his clothes, he didn't linger too long in the cool night air, anxiety and anticipation propelling him towards the water's edge. Taking one last deep breath, Loukas sprinted towards the lake, doing his best to try and maintain some modesty! The shock of the cold water did little to dull the thrill of the dare or the pounding of his heart in his chest. His mind was a mess of thoughts but the most prominent was how much he hoped Sage would be impressed by his daring feat! @ Henrietta Abbot

Loukas glanced at Sage smiling. He always felt a sense of comfort and happiness whenever she was near. But when Henry directed the truth or dare question to him, he suddenly felt nervous. He wanted to say truth, that was usually the 'easer' and less embarrassing answer in this game, at least from his limited experience. But the desire to impress Sage and not appear like a chicken in front of her made him want to choose the dare instead! It wasn't that he didn't trust anyone around the fire....well....maybe Celetse, but he knew this could get crazy, but he was ready for whatever. Loukas looked at Henry, meeting her mischievous smirk with one of his own. "Alright, Henry, hit me with your best dare," he challenged confidently, his voice was a mix of excitement and nervousness. He knew Henry's dares could be unexpected, but he was ready to take on the challenge. Deep down, he hoped that whatever dare she came up with would bring him closer to Sage and make their bond stronger. With a smile playing on his lips, Loukas leaned back, bracing himself for the dare that would test his limits. @ Henrietta Abbot @ Sage Roberts

As the moon began its ascent in the sky, Loukas found himself drawn to the isolated figure seated in one of the camp's circular seating arrangements. The glow of the fire lit up her face, making her bruises all the more prominent. Loukas recognized her as Henrietta (though if he remembered she preferred Henry) - a spitfire daughter of Athena. He saw the cigarette between her lips, it wasn't surprising to find Henry bending the camp rules; that's just who she was, stubbornly independent and a bit of a rebel. Approaching her, he called out softly, "Mind if I join you, Henry?" His voice was gentle, not wanting to startle her. Despite the strong undercurrent of his power rising with the night, Loukas maintained a relaxed posture. He felt a strange pull toward the firelight, but more importantly toward the girl sitting by it. Whether this would lead to friendship or an enmity, he was ready to take that chance. After all, in a world of gods and demigods, things were seldom boring. @ Henrietta Abbot

Me!

Loukas' mind was spinning at this point from all of the emotions that were being caused to him. The sensations that Sage was giving him were beyond anything in his wildest dreams and he couldn't help but moan and gasp in response to her actions. "Ohhhhhhhhh... Sage..." He was in awe of his girlfriend and the way she knew exactly what to do to drive him wild. The sight of her on her knees taking him into her mouth was a scene straight out of his fantasies, and it took all of his willpower to hold back from losing control right then and there. "Yes... Yes... Oh, Sage...!" Sage then shifted her position pressing his cock between her breasts, Loukas couldn't help but marvel at the sight of his hard cock rubbing into those two beautiful breasts. He had never experienced anything like this before and it was clear that Sage was just as eager to explore new territories as he was. The feeling of her soft skin against his throbbing erection sent shivers of pleasure through his whole body. The sight of Sage's breasts framing his erection stirs a wild desire within him and his body responds to the visual stimulation He couldn't contain his excitement as he replied with a husky voice, "It's... amazing, Sage. You're amazing." Not wanting her to have all the fun, with a playful smirk, he takes hold of her nipples, giving them an assertive teasing squeeze. He then proceeds to tease and tug on her nipples applying a mix of pleasurable pressure as she rubs his cock between them. "How is this?" he teasingly asks her back. But then when Sage confessed her desire to have him inside her a small wave of nerves washed over Loukas. He is taken aback by her direct statement, his eyes widening in surprise. This was a significant step in their relationship! He wanted to ensure that their first time together would be everything they both desired. The thought of making a mistake or not living up to her expectations briefly clouded his mind. However in his moment of nerves Loukas looked into Sage's eyes. He saw the trust and longing reflected in them, reminding him of the deep love they had developed for each other. "Sage... I... I want that too," he admits. His nerves began to dissipate, replaced by a profound sense of love and reassurance. With a gentle smile and a reassuring touch Loukas mustered his confidence. "Can you lay on your back for me? I want us to be close, to feel connected for.....our first time...."

Loukas could only watch in astonishment as Sage's hand reached out, her fingers tentatively running over the wet fabric of his boxers. It was a simple act but it sent him into a heightened state of arousal. His eyes never left hers, filled with desire and a mixture of emotions. He was certainly nervous, but there was also an excitement, a readiness to explore this new side of their relationship. He was happy to see the same emotions reflected in Sage's eyes. "Sageee......" He moaned out, his voice full of longing. His heart was pounding so loudly in his chest that he was sure she had to have heard it right? He watched intently as her fingers began to pull down his boxers, and he couldn't help but gasp as the cool air hit his heated erection. It was a strange feeling, to be so bare, so exposed in front of her. He could see her eyes widen slightly at the sight of him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. "That's all me....for you..." He murmured, a teasing grin spreading over his face. His confidence had been slowly building up over these moments and he was looking forward to showing her just how much he desired her. However, the smirk vanished when he saw Sage get on her knees, knowing what was likely to happen next. 'Oh wow oh wow that is happening!!' he thought in his head. The sight of her so beautiful and willing was almost too much to take in. His arousal was evident, standing up proudly, he could only imagine what she was thinking. He knew this was a big step for both of them, but he also knew that they were ready. He watched as Sage slowly brought her mouth towards him and he could hardly believe what was happening. When she opened her mouth and took him inside, his world seemed to explode. His body went rigid, his hands clenching into tight fists at his sides as he felt the warmth of her mouth engulf him. "Ohhhhhhhhh fuck" he moaned without realizing it. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced. The warmth, the wetness of her mouth, the gentle pressure she applied when she began to move up and down.....it was enough to drive him to total ecstasy. Loukas' breaths came in short, sharp gasps now. He was hyper-aware of every sensation, every way her tongue moved, the softness of her lips. "Oh Sage....this is heaven" he moaned, hoping it would encourage her with how much she was pleasing him. His fingers instinctively threaded through her blonde hair, his grip gentle yet firm. He didn't want to force her, didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but the feeling was so intense and overwhelming that he could hardly think straight. This was Sage, the girl he loved, now the girl who was giving him a pleasure beyond anything he could have ever imagined.....and as a sixteen year old boy he had imagined quite a lot of the last few years!

Yes" Loukas had to pinch himself just to make sure this wasn't a dream. His best friend, the girl he had gone from being just friends to something more, had just confirmed that she wanted to make their relationship physical. "This has to be a dream" the boy murmured softly to himself, but the sharp pain from pinching himself confirmed otherwise. This was very, very real! Loukas could only stand rooted to the spot, his eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat as he watched Sage slowly begin to continue stripping her clothes off. The low lighting of the stables cast long shadows across her body, hiding parts of her but fully revealing others as she moved along. When she began to lower both her pants and underwear, he felt a knot of desire twist in his stomach. His eyes followed the line of her hips, the curve of her backside, his mind filling with dirty thoughts that made his cheeks flush red. He watched completely captivated as she stepped out of her shorts and underwear, leaving her completely naked before him. Finally, as the straps of her bra came undone he couldn't help but think to himself 'Oh thank the gods I don't have to figure out how to unhook that contraption!' Athena in her wisdom must have been looking out for him. He watched as the bra fell away, revealing her perky youthful breasts to him and he felt a rush of desire surge through him at the sight. He had never seen Sage like this before, so vulnerable but also so incredibly confident! Looking down Loukas quickly noticed the reaction Sage's strip tease had had on his own body as his hard cock pressed against the fabric of his boxes begging to be freed. His boxers, still damp from the rain, clung to him doing little to hide the physical evidence of his arousal. He shifted uncomfortably in them. It was as if all his senses had heightened as he was hyperaware of the blood rushing through his veins and the throbbing pulse between his legs. Sure he had fantasized about moments like this since their relationship had grown towards the psychical, but the reality of it was so much more intense than anything he could have ever imagined. But then as Sage sauntered over to him she made her confession of love. The combination of her heart felt words and her nude body overwhelmed poor's Loukas' teenage mind. Finding himself momentarily at a loss of words. "Sage..." he started, swallowing to catch his breath. "I... I love you too, Sage. I've loved you for awhile now and you mean everything to me! Yes I'll have you! And yes I want to give you all of me too" he confessed, elated that their journey had led them both to this moment. Realizing that the girl of his dreams was now naked and within arms reach of him, Loukas felt like it was Christmas morning! But he had also never been in a situation like this before and he really wanted to make sure he was doing everything right for Sage's sake. He slowly reached out, his hand shaking ever so slightly as he gently placed it on her breast. His touch was soft as he felt the firmness of it in his hand. His heart pounded in his chest as he felt the warmth of her skin. Her nipple was hard against his hand as Sage must have been just as aroused as he. He let out a shaky breath, his nerves slowly replaced with awe and desire as he began to lightly squeeze and knead her breast. His thumb brushed over her nipple, as he saw her face and the reaction it had on her. Encouraged he repeated the motion slowly growing more confident. He bit his lip, 'Oh no! Should I be touching her with both hands or just one? Does it matter?' But looking at Sage's pleasure filled face he decided to go for it! Bringing his other hand up he mimicked the motions on her other breast. He continued to tease her breasts with his hands occasionally drifting to her sides, lightly tracing her ribs, before returning to her breasts again. One hand getting bolder as his thumb and forefinger delicately pinched her right nipple. "Is this feeling good?" he asked hoping he was pleasing her. That's when he still remembered his own covered state. "Ummm would you like to be the one too....." he gestured downward, blushing a bit at the sight of his hard cock pressing against his boxes. Wanting to know if Sage would like to be the one to uncover him completely.

As Sage suggested they dry off together, Loukas felt his heart hammering in his chest. He glanced around the stable, half expecting someone to walk in on them, even though he knew they were alone. Loukas blinked momentarily taken aback by her boldness, before a slow grin spread across his face. He ran a hand through his wet hair, his eyes twinkled with mischief as he leaned back against the stable wall. "Well," he started to say, taking a moment to take in the sight of Sage standing before him with her wet clothes clinging to her body. "Who am I to argue with such sage advice?" He laughed nervously at his own pun. Though all words failed him when Sage actually started to act on her own advice by unbuttoning her shirt. "Oh...oohhhhhhh you're being serious! Here?! Now?! Ummm ok!" He tried to sound confident like this was all normal for him but truthfully he was equal parts terrified and turned on by this bold version of Sage in front of him. He watched, captivated, as she slowly revealed more of herself to him. This was Sage, the girl he had known for years, the girl he had come to care about deeply. But this was a side of her he had never seen before, and it was incredibly alluring. When she finally shrugged off her shirt leaving her in just her bra Loukas' eyes roamed over her figure. Taking in the sight of her flushed skin, her soaked bra clinging to her curves. He found himself swallowing hard, trying to keep his composure. He couldn't help but admire her confidence, her boldness, the way she was carring herself. It was incredibly attractive. Loukas decided to match Sage's boldness. His heart pounded in his chest as he reached down and grabbed the hem of his soaked shirt. He glanced at Sage, his dark eyes meeting her as he slowly began to lift the fabric, revealing his own torso to her. His muscles were defined, honed from years of training at camp. The rainwater that had soaked through his shirt made his skin glisten in the dim light of the stables. He continued to pull his shirt up and over his head before he tossed it aside, his chest now bare before her. A slight blush spread across his cheeks, a rare show of vulnerability from the typically composed son of Hecate. Quickly stepping out of his jeans now in only a wet pair of boxes that did little to hide what was underneath. "So..like what you seeeee oohhhhhh wowwwww!" he stumbled over his words as Sage had already begun to strip the rest of the way. Loukas' breath hitched in his throat as he watched Sage turn around and begin to lower her pants and underwear. His eyes widened slightly and his heart pounded in his chest like a drum. This was a sight of Sage he had never seen before, and the rawness of the moment made his mind explode. His eyes followed the line of her back, the curve of her hips, the way her wet clothes clung to her skin before she slid them off. He watched as she moved, her body swaying in a dance that was only for him. He could see her in her full glory now, and he couldn't help but be drawn in. "You're beautiful Sage....absolutely beautiful...." He stood there in only his rain soaked boxes staring awestruck at the woman of his dreams.