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James had been sitting with his cabin at the bonfire when one of the new campers was claimed by their mother Tyche. Smiling he was so happy to add another one under his care. It is crazy to think that he had been at camp since he was 10 years old. Meaning that he was now finishing up his thirteenth year of camp. It was several years ago that he had been asked to be a cabin leader. Which he was very happy about since this place was home to him! James made it his goal to preparing the next generation of demi-gods to fight and keep each other safe. His mind wandered back to the wars he fought in alongside his friends. But shaking his head he turned around as he was leading @ Leroy Bernard to his new cabin. "Right this way Leroy" the cabin looked like a mini las vegas building. Opening the door he saw the casino part in the front as he turned to see what Leroy would think of this. "HEYYYY EVERYONE, COME OUT TO WELCOME OUR NEW BROTHER!" @ Octavia Davis @ Andralyn O'Dell @ Park Shi Jin

Sage had only gotten to camp not too long ago, but she still had a hard time believing that she was a daughter of Athena. Like the goddess herself was her mom.....it was kind of cool!!! It was right after being claimed that she had been taken to the cabin where she was talked to by a could of the others like Samantha and Ryo. Telling her that camp was a great place but full of drama. But if she was smart she would stay clear of it all. Maybe it was the fact that she had her whole life taken away from her. That she made a promise to herself when she arrived at camp, sage would do anything to protect this life of hers here. Samantha then went on to warn her more of the hormones in the camp and not to get caught up in them. Giggling she could say there were some cuties here but none that she trusted JUST YET! It was later that week when she found her way to the lake, which was a success as she had gotten so lost that entire week. There was a cute boy that she had seen at the campfire....who really just looked tired but hey who was she to judge! Well he was out looking at the moon when she pulled out a notebook that was in her pocket. Taking notes on him as she determined in that moment that he was the one. THE CHOSEN ONE that would become her best friend, well that was if she could convince him. That was when she began to pop up everywhere that kid seemed to go. He was sleeping most the day, well that was unless a girl named MK woke him up to do push ups. She was a tad bit strange. But ehhhh if it gets him up...... As she learned more in the next week about all the gods and goddess that had children there. Sage found out that Loukas was indeed a child of Hecate but the strange thing was that he was not one to practice his magic.....strange but maybe she would find out. Was it just her or was this boy always looking super sad all the time???? All of this and more went into her notebook and when done, it went into her casefile #1 all about him. The more she found out about him, she found herself drawn to him more and more. Even popping into the boys shower once on accident. That was embarrassing!!!! (1 week later) Sage had finished her digging on him, her half sister Henry had told her that she stop stalking Loukas and just go up and say hi. Rolling her eyes she knew it not easy for everyone else to see the that this was not stalking but an investigation like a private PI!!!! Sitting in the bushes she waited for Loukas to walk by as he did most weeks as she rehearsed the lines in her mind time and time again. Seeing him, she waited until he was level with her as she pushed herself out of the bushes but then her foot got caught as she tumbled to the ground "Hiii LO---UKAS oh crap" landing on the ground she cursed herself as this was not how she imagined it. @ Loukas Makris

Henry had been claimed: she was a daughter of Athena. It was exhilarating, but it felt like a lot of pressure too. Could she really live up to that name? I mean, goddess of wisdom, really? She was ADHD and dyslexic... she didn't feel too wise most of the time. It was a couple of weeks since she first arrived at Camp Half-Blood, and the black eye she got from that cyclops attack had faded into an imperceptible smudge. Part of her wondered if Athena had waited until she was more presentable to claim her as a daughter... Henry was pretty happy to be moving out of the cramped Hermes cabin, but not so happy that she had to carry all of her stuff by herself. She had her electric guitar, amp, clothes, and everything! She was none too pleased about the camp shirt either. She was trying to be punk! What's less punk than a 13-year-old girl in a bright orange summer camp uniform? The room she was moving into was bigger and brighter than she was used to back home. Maybe she could get used to this demigod stuff after all. As she was neatly putting away her clothes -- start as you mean to go on or whatever -- she heard a bright voice coming from behind her. Cursing fouly out of surprise, Henry spun around. Damn, was she gonna get in trouble for swearing here? @ Sage Roberts

Liam smirked with satisfaction as he heard Henry's words, her semblance of a comeback amusing him greatly. "Ego boost, huh?" He chuckled softly. "Oh Henry, surely you can come up with something better than that? Or is your desire for my cock clouding your mind? It's ok to admit that to me" he teased as he watched her shift to her knees. At the sight of Henry positioning herself exactly as he'd commanded, Liam felt a predatory surge of desire pulse through him. His eyes roved over her form—arched back, ass in the air, the intimate details of her so openly displayed for him—and he felt like a hunter beholding his prize. The control he had over Henry, how she had willingly and so completely submitted to him, stroked the primal, dominant part of him like nothing else could. It was a visceral, almost intoxicating, sensation that made his earlier release seem like a mere prelude to something more intense, more compelling. with a wolfish grin, he took a step forward, ready to reassert his physical claim on her. "You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into," he said, almost like a growl. Fully aware of the power dynamics at play, Liam approached Henry's exposed form with a predatory grace. He positioned himself right behind her, his tip just making contact with her glistening entrance. With exquisite control, he teased her, letting just the tip of him slide against her, never entering, but applying just enough pressure to make her acutely aware of what she was missing. He relished in the slight, involuntary twitch of her hips, aching for more. "Do you want more?" Liam finally broke the silence. "I want to hear you beg for it. No more smart ass remarks, no more retorts. I want to hear you plead how badly you want my cock and I want you to make me belief it...otherwise........" Liam inched his cock away "I'll simply get up and leave you here unfulfilled." He teased knowing the predicament he was putting the strong willed Henry in.

"Me, I would never" he says his voice laced with sarcasm, taking a nipple between his pointer finger and his thumb, he smirks giving it a light pinch. Levi couldn't help himself, specially hearing the small gasps coming from Samantha, it only made his cock twitch wanting more from her. Her own admission gave Levi the push, as he sat up, leaning toward Samantha, he smirks shoving her down onto her back and bring his mouth down onto her hard nipple. Licking and nipping at her nipple, while his hand played with her other nipple, a low growl came from him, as he enjoys himself. Letting his body press against hers from underneath him, his cock straining against her. Taking hold of her nipple with his teeth, he pulls up on it as he looks up to her with his eyes. There was hungry in his eyes, he wanted more, and her body was on full display for him. Her words not giving any dismay, her sounds only reassuring him. His free hand runs down the length of her stomach, stopping just before he reaches her pussy, dropping her nipple from his mouth. Keeping eye contact he smiles "you love the idea of someone possibly happening upon us, don't you Sam?" he questions her, letting his fingers dance lightly over the lips of her pussy teasingly.

The morning was cold, and the lake was surrounded by fog, which Everly would hope would clear up as the day progressed. She had gotten up early to go for a morning run before she was due to meet with Tempest, one of the Nemesis kids. As she ran through the camp, she tried not to let her mind wander at what exactly Tempest could want. Everly had never been the type to be able to read a person very well, especially not someone like the daughter of Nemesis. However, she knew enough to know that this meeting was not a social calling. Everly ended her rout by the lake, her blonde hair tied up in a ponytail sprouting little baby hairs from every which way. The two girls were not exactly what one would have called friends. However, they were not foes either. Everly was also more than aware that getting on the bad side of the daughter of Nemesis would not work for her in the long run. She has her own stuff to worry about and adding Tempest to list did not seem all to compelling. She placed her hands on her hips and took in a few deep breaths to bring heartrate back to its resting state when she heard a voice come up from behind her. Everly turned around almost a little to quick, not wanting to have her back turned towards Tempest. “Hey”, she replied just as emotionless as the girl standing across from her. Everly’s voice deep and her head giving Tempest a slight nod to acknowledge her presence. “Nope, just got here. What did you want to talk about” she cut straight to the chase. Everly saw not much point in wasting either of their time with small talk or so called pleasantries. @Tempest Truett

"I don't need permission, Santos. Especially not from you," retorted Henry with a tauntingly sweet smile. It was strange, even completely naked and looking up at Liam, she felt powerful. It was a feeling he always brought out in her -- a determination, a fighting spirit that she loved. Maybe it was his Ares powers; maybe it was just him. He made her feel brave, intoxicated by possibilities. Sometimes she worried that Liam brought out the best in her... that's not what enemies are supposed to do. Right? "Next time you'll have to make me." She relished in the words 'next time', like a promise that he would have her again. The feeling of his fingers on her jawline, forcing her gaze up towards his made Henry feel dizzy. Gods, what was he doing to her? Liam's words made Henry lose her cool for a moment. He had such a raw power, an authority that even she was hesitant to defy. He fit the role of dominator so well, handsome and erect above her, a slight darkness behind his eyes. The way he stated his intentions with her, an order that didn't allow disobedience. She felt herself wetten even more, her body begging her to finally submit to him. "Fine," Henry stammered, trying to recapture her control. "But only cause you clearly need the ego boost." It was a decent comeback, but certainly not her best work. Then, Henry did as she was told for just about the first time in her life. She turned around and propped herself up on her elbows, pushing her ass into the air. It was deliciously humiliating to display herself to Liam, and she stifled a whimper at the mere thought of it. With her back arched expertly, Henry was exposed in every way. Her pussy glistened from her previous orgasm, tight and pink as ever. She anticipated his touch hungrily, completely ready to be used for the first time. "You think you can turn me helpless? I'd like to see you try, Ares boy."

There was something deeply satisfying, almost primal, about finishing in Henry's mouth Liam thought. Especially considering how many times she'd drove him crazy mouthing off. A flash of surprise crossed Liam's features at Henry's audacious move. Almost instantly, his hand moved to grip her jaw firmly, tilting her face upwards to meet his gaze. "Did I give you permission to do that?" His tone was stern but edged with cockiness. As their eyes locked, Liam's features transformed into a devilish smirk. "Next time, you'll swallow, like a good girl" he declared, his words not just a statement but a promise, laden with both authority and anticipation for future encounters. His grip on her jaw lingered for a second longer, as if sealing the vow, before he released her. Of course this seemed to do little to curb Henry's talkative mouth. "Tired? Oh, sweetheart, you've been teaching me stamina?" His words dripped with sarcasm. "You must be confusing me with someone who needs lessons," Liam retorted, his eyes narrowing playfully but with a hint of underlying intensity. "Maybe it's time I teach you a thing or two about underestimating me. Care for a practical lesson?" Liam's smirk widened at his own joke, clearly enjoying the banter but also ready to reclaim the dominant role once again as he could already feel his cock getting excited again. "All right then," he commanded, his voice dropping in tone back to his authority voice. "Get on all fours. And make sure that ass is up in the air. Be a good little obedient princess for me and I'll fuck you until you're a helpless puddle. It's time I trained you in some stamina."

Being a teenager was a lot in life, the drama and angst! So when life changes from the life you always know to one where you are told you are a demi-god, one of your parents is a god or goddess. That you will need to go to camp to train and live as outside the world is not safe. Monster lurking around every corner to try and eat you as a snack was WELL....not so much fun! Sage had been claimed by Athena just the week before when another girl around her age named Henrietta butttttt she didn't like that name so everyone called her Henry, was claimed by Athena right after her. Was it weird that their mother just had brain children left and right???? Well she thought it was alright. Pulling out her binoculars, she watched the girl walk from the Hermes Cabin to the Athena one. She was different, but that wasn't a bad thing......it just meant that Sage had to get to know her and her unique style. Just when she thought she saw the girl look her way she dropped below the window as she waited for her to come in and be assigned a room. That was when she pushed herself to creep out of her room to the cracked door. "Pstttttt hey you" her eyes were excited with a crazed look. "Do you play that guitar or is it for looks?"

He smiled at the girl as he watched her, each demigod had particular features, perhaps small but which could make it clear that he was their divine parent and the girl's smile, so bright, her beautiful blond hair combined with a certain love and talent in art made him say Apollo. The girl was the daughter of Apollo, the sun always seemed to illuminate her face. He chuckled a little at his comment, the sounds of the swords could be heard clearly, muffled though, "You're right, I don't want to train today either, as soon as I saw the sky I realized the gods would punish me if I didn't start drawing ", ran his hand through his hair to push it back and then, following the girl's invitation, he sat down on the grass next to her and absently ran his hands over the blades of grass. He then took a look at the sketch of the girl and smiled softly. He looked at her "Here I am!" she was happy that someone else had found this place, it was truly magical for him and she didn't mind sharing in moments like that. "I'm Miro, my pleasure! Well Miroslaw actually but Miro is shorter. And you?"

“Singing and dancing this is a proper Fais do-do.” he would look around the bon fire wondering wondering what he should be looking for. Then he was hungry so he would go up to Derrick “There any good snacks and drinks around here? I could surely go for some grub.” after finding something to snack on he would turn to Derrick and ask “So what do i have to do to find out who my ‘godly parent’ is? I donno what to do. What is this for again? What if my pa isnt my dad but someone else is? Wait what happened to my dad that i was rushed here? Why won’t anyone tell me anything about him? I probably shouldnt be asking you or making a scene here?”

Leroy would see this towering rock climbing wall and turn to Derick “I dont know how i feel about this whole lava situation down there but cest la vie I guess. This lava is not a good idea.” he would be looking around when out of the corner of his he would see something scurrying on the ground next to the woods and would just take off after it. He would waste no time trying to figure out what was and would start the chase. Running through the forest barefoot. When he would see Derrick followed him in. he would lose track of it under a log “come see! It was a snake i know it! Help me with this log.”

Even with her mouth stretched around Liam's dick, Henry couldn't help but smile at the sound of his moans. The way he called her name made her sit up straighter, more determined than ever to bring him to climax. With her mouth so full, her quick-witted retorts came out in indistinct gags; if it weren't for her downturned eyebrows and the glimmer in her eye, Liam would never have known she was attempting to talk back. His grip on her hair guided her to the base of his length, well past the point of comfort. Tears streamed down her face as she looked up at him helplessly, intoxicated by the humiliation of being so under his control. She was so happy she could burst! "Ghhg-- ckk! ...mmmfh," the gags and moans came out unintentionally, and the muffled exclamation of "Hnnghff, Liam!" that followed escaped almost imperceptibly. His possessive growls made Henry's heart skip a beat, imagining a future where she was entirely his; this excitement was exacerbated by the aggressive way he guided her movements, testing her limits against his formidable cock. She felt like he was teaching her, training her how to take him... did that mean she would get to experience this again? That was when he released into her mouth -- the warm, salty liquid was unfamiliar on Henry's tongue. She relished his taste, her eyes rolling back a little. Before Liam could even command Henry to swallow, she poked her tongue out at him, allowing his cum to drip onto the ground in front of her; this playful show of disrespect was intensified by the dazzling eye contact she maintained throughout. Amused and delighted by the boy's unsteady stance above her, Henry wiped her mouth with her forearm. "Who's in charge now, Santos?" she challenged, giving her hair a shake to reset it after its rough treatment. "Aww, don't tell me you're too tired to fuck me! Where's all that stamina I've been teaching you?" She grinned, her eyes dancing with excitement under the stars.

The challenge seemed playful on the surface, but the subtle undertones of vulnerability and trust in Gael's response to her were evident. It was an opportunity, she realized, to pierce through Gael's seemingly impenetrable armor. Maybe, just maybe, she could touch that hidden part of him, that softer side that lay buried beneath layers of darkness and mystery. Taking a deep breath to muster her courage she moved closer to Gael, her fingers brushing against his back. It was a sensation of warmth, strength, and a hint of danger, all in one. Slowly with the grace of a dancer, she positioned herself to climb onto his back. Her hands gently reached up to secure the blindfold over his eyes, the tips of her fingers lingering on his forehead for a split second longer than necessary. As she secured her position on his back, she took the opportunity to indulge her cheeky side. Playfully, she tugged at a strand of Gael's hair, a playful retaliation for his earlier antics. "This way," she whispered, directing him with gentle tugs, as if holding the reins of a wild stallion. With every step they took, Petal felt the rhythm of Gael's movements, the subtle shifts in his muscles, the controlled power in his stride. Trusting someone in the way plus also being responsible for their safety was exhilarating and terrifying all at once. As they navigated around the camp, Petal was hyper-aware of their closeness and blushed. Every now and then, she'd lean in and whisper directions into his ear, her lips barely brushing against his skin. Petal was kinda shocked that they had not stumbled over anything yet, at least not too badly. And while there were quite a lot more zigs and zags than the normal straighter path one might take they still managed to clear about 75% of the "course" with relative ease. Nearing a corner she could see the distant light of the campfire again, so close! "Almost there Gael, giddy up!" she teased playfully, soft laughter filling the otherwise quiet atmosphere.

Mason falls forward, stumbling as Liam dodges his stab. "Dang it" he growls under his breath, as Liam taunts him. Mason caught his footing just in time to block Liam, but he tricked him. Mason was shocked when Liam changed in mid strike and went for his legs. Falling to the ground, mason cursed under his breath. Taking a deep breath in, he pulls himself back up quickly and goes into a defensive stance. "I'm ready this time, Come at me again" he says through gritted teeth. He was not happy that he was caught off guard, but he was going to be ready for anything this time, or at least so he thought. "I won't let you knock me off my feet this time" he says with a smirk.

Arsen was well aware of his reputation. Hell, he had worked hard to cultivate it himself. He knew what Celeste was talking about. All of those nights they had stayed up, talking, partying, doing what teenagers did, it had meant something to him. They had once been some of the most influential kids in New York, growing up together, going to extravagant events and throwing their own soirees. They relish in their ability to go from being at the top of their game in the city and continue their exploits at camp. Celeste was perhaps the one person that knew everything about Arsen. All the dirty secrets, all the things they had to do to get themselves out of trouble. She could let it all come crushing down on him. Besides his sister, Arsen always trusted Celeste, but that had been then. Now things were different. And he couldn't quite tell you when things had changed or why. It wasn't like he had gone through some extravagant character growth. He had grown but he was still pretty much the same clueless jackass he had been before. His grip on Celeste' arm didn't soften because as beautiful as she was, she was a hurricane and it took a lot for Arsen to deal with her on a daily basis. Maybe that had been the reason he had let go. He just needed a break from the crazy. "What about us?" Arsen said with a sigh. "I mean, evidently I do know how it feels since you are here telling me about it yourself. I needed a break Celeste. You are not expandable, in fact, you are too much. You can't blame me for wanting a little distance. Especially given how you did it to me first."

Miro kept looking distractedly between Evelyn and the room, still... he still couldn't believe he was there, he felt free, all these feelings seemed somehow new to him. He woke up from his thoughts and looked at his sister, he would always be grateful to her for making him so comfortable in a new place, he was at peace with himself and was fine with others, he and his sister had a lot in common as far as apparently… and not just because of their shared mother. "Perfect then, expect that, with time, this house will become a magical place, heaven or hell I won't be able to tell you, but it will surely be different and I will like it" and he giggled, his laugh was clear and crystalline because he was at ease and he was fine. He continued to laugh at her wink and ran his hand over the sheet feeling the textures and weaves of it. "Yeah, all yours now" Evelyn was interested in stories and wanted to know hers, it was clear, why not give her ... pieces? And then ask for pieces in return? It was a game and they were playing. "My favorite story? Mine of course... and this relates to your second question, I may have swum here from Russia.... running away from the ghosts of my past and looking for freedom and a real life, I'm i arrived in new york not knowing i was a demigod and i lived there until i came to camp i like stories, chess and freedom....i want everyone to get love as i didn't get the chance. And you, Evelyn? Why do you love stories? What do you like about them? Did you get the answer you were waiting for from me?" and he smiled at her, they were playing and thus strengthening their connection… Miro felt comfortable sharing pieces of his story with his sister.

Ryo hoped his play-along-the-scheme kind of plan would work later. He still had to know whether Celeste was up to something. Hopefully there weren’t any other hidden pockets within her. At the mention of books Ryo was clearly pulled towards the adventure, though he was still aware of what he was doing. "Alright then, lead the way Cel." He wondered when was the last time they had but he still remember her name so far. At this moment he felt like being an inspector asking for a possible suspect’s cooperation, or maybe her as a partner in crime…… Okay wait, what was he thinking now? Soon he was led towards the lower part of the big house, not knowing where he had landed. He hoped she knew where to go, being adventurous and all. "So are you always visiting the big house?" he decided to ask in a normal chatting way, and a means to get info from her.

This entire scenario was very different from what Arsen had imagined or even previously experienced. It was so chill and so tame that he wondered if he was capable of having fun without losing absolute control over the situation. If he was able to simply be himself without needing to force chaos and turmoil into his life. Could he have clean cut fun and actually enjoy it? Arsen had about a million thoughts running through his mind but he didn't want to settle on any one and he certainly didn't want to overthink the situation. "I'm down for it. Are you going to perform just like that? I always imagined you needed a bit more time to rehearse. Not that it's a bad thing. I don't know. I guess I myself am not comfortable just going up on stage without a drink in my hand." (Shall we fast forward? I am lost on where to continue.)

Elena was indeed lost in thoughts for the moment amongst the trees in the woods. She wasn’t looking where she was going, only hoping any sign of monsters coming by, or maybe other creatures who would kindly confront her so that she could have a fight or something. But yeah it was just to relieve her complex feelings. Surely she could resolve them sooner. And it came true as she heard a voice from nearby, someone familiar yet a little heartbreaking. She could recognise his voice anywhere but she also know he was nothing but trouble, thanks to her brother’s advice. Though her heart would always bounce back to him and she didn’t know why. "Fin……sure……….Surfing again? " She had distanced from him for awhile and now that she was looking at him again, her feelings resurfaced. Had they not kissed before she wouldn’t be blushing again now. But still she knew he had contact with other girls so that thought really made her want to punch him.