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Andralyn's cheeks were as red as the hair on her head at this point. She couldn't believe what was happening, as he pulled her onto his lap. Adjusting herself into his lap, she could feel his member push against her as she let her full weight relax into his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, just as he grabbed her hair. Letting a small moan escape her lips, a smirk showed across her face. Feeling his breath against her neck as he spoke, chills ran through her body, she wasn't scared, no she was excited, feeling something tingle between her legs. She's never felt this way before, but she is already enticed by how she was feeling, how he was making her feel. This boy who just randomly showed up, made a bet with her, and now here she was, she didn't even know his name. 'It means, that I can take whatever you have' The sound of his voice, the words he spoke, had Andralyn in a trance. She liked the idea of this boy taking whatever he wanted from her, it was a new very intriguing feeling, that made her head spin. The rush of feelings she was experiencing at this moment was overwhelming her, and in a small gasp, her voice barely audible "I'm willing to give you everything" she answers without a hint of doubt in her voice. She was lost in lust that she never knew was there. Biting her lip, she wrapped her legs around him trying to pull closer to his body.

The boldness of Novalie's laughter echoed in the stillness of the night, accompanying her words which caught Benji off guard. Sure, he had expected some sort of retaliation but her holding his clothes was a cheeky move he hadn’t anticipated. He blinked, his initial shock replaced with amused surprise. He watched the vibrant display of emotions on the Aphrodite child’s face, from mischief to a triumphant satisfaction. Waves lapped around Benji, conveying a slight chill to his submerged skin. But the chill was promptly swept away by a rising heat of intrigue and the faint sting of tipsy ego at her blatant challenge. He watched as her hand waved his clothing mockingly, her lips curved upwards in a teasing smile. Her laughter felt like little sparks dancing in the air, intertwined with the faint scent of Aphrodite’s magic and the heady mix of the rippling water. Despite himself, a genuine laugh escaped him. This was a game, a fascinating game and Novalie was proving to be an interesting opponent. His lips curved in a half-smile, his eyes glimmering with a new found interest. He wasn’t just going to let her make a fool out of him, was he? "Well well, Novalie… I hope you're ready to face the consequences," he led on playfully, his voice dropping an octave lower with the last word. In one fluid motion, Benji stepped forward, propelling himself from the water, his firm muscles playing under the glow of the moonlight. The water droplets played down his skin, tracing the curve of his abs, trailing further down on his absolutely stunning body. His manhood, thick and impressive, swayed lightly as he moved, graced by droplets that made it glisten, appearing like a tantalizing piece of art in the calm moonlit night. Free and bare, he stood, not shying away from revealing what nature had blessed him with. Benji's piercing eyes bore into hers, testing her reactions as he advanced towards her with confidence in his nude form. His damp hair, slightly tousled, clung to his forehead, giving him an intoxicating appearance. The silence of the night was only broken by the rhythmic sound of water dripping from his wet skin and the soft crashing of the waves. As the distance shortened, his arm reached out, certain, and determined. He held out his hand for Novalie to return his clothes, a challenge of its own etched in his actions. Testing her, he stood strong, his cocky grin becoming more pronounced. He stared down at her, a smirk playing on his lips, “I do believe those are mine," he said, his voice a deep rumble, "and as far as that spanking goes, I think I see someone that would be willing to give it to you."

Levi smiled and sighted happily, her response eased his mind, but he was still very torn in his mind. He knew Mateo and Sage were right, it was love but he needed to admit that to himself, and he just couldn't do it. McKayla was the first girl to ever make him feel this way, and he might know he way around girls in a sexual way, but to have an intimate relationship with a girl, was all new territory for him. Levi looked into Mk's eyes adoringly as he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her tightly into him. "You are so beautiful, and so kind" he says smiling brightly at her. He was really at a loss for words. What could he even say to her after everything she just said? One thing he knew for certain, was that no matter what happened, he didn't want to lose this gorgeous woman sitting in his lap. He could stay like this forever as long as she was the one with him. A small laugh slipped his lips at her last comment, it did sound silly, but right. Bringing his hands to her cheeks, he pulls her into a passionate kiss. His tongue finding hers, as his eyes close, seeping into a state of ecstasy his hands slipped down to her sides holding onto her. Slowly pulling away, letting her bottom lip slip between his teeth, his eyes staring deeply into hers, the words slip out "I love you McKayla" his voice somber and warm. Levi was in a haze of emotions and hardly realized what he had just done, lost in MK's beautiful brown eyes.

Benji felt a mixture of frustration and amusement as he engaged in this late-night encounter with Novalie. Her defiance and the way she presented herself, even in the middle of the night, were provocative. While his initial annoyance at her intrusion remained, he couldn't deny that the sight of her was captivating. The moonlight played tricks with her silhouette, casting her in an enigmatic allure that tugged at his senses. His tipsy state blurred the line between irritation and attraction, leaving him feeling oddly disarmed. "Novalie, you're impossible," he muttered under his breath as she pointed out his presence, her words laden with cheeky innuendo. He couldn't help but smirk despite his best efforts to maintain his annoyance. Her retort about not being alone, implying his presence, triggered a wry grin on his face. Perhaps she wasn't as much of a nuisance as he initially thought. "But really, what good against a monster would I be compared to you?! Five minuties in your presence and any beast would jump off a cliff!" A part of Benji was genuinely intrigued by Novalie's impassioned defense, her words simmering with raw anger, somehow making her more appealing to him. He'd always been one to prefer a woman who could spar with words, maybe that was the Ares in him he didn't know. Still, he couldn’t help giving a side-eye glance towards his pile of clothing he had left onshore. As tipsy as he was, his mind was running a hundred miles an hour, sizing up the distance and planning his escape if needed. As Novalie turned her back to him, he knew the tension had decidedly taken a turn. Benji inched closer, ever so slowly, the water now rippling around him in larger waves. He passed a contemplative hand through his wet hair, taking in Novalie's stiffened posture. Was she...crying? That was unexpected. From the corner of his eye, he saw her hand whip up to her eyes. Damn. He groaned slightly, a momentary regret washing over him. Perhaps he had pushed too hard...then against his better judgement he couldn't help but tease her further pushing the boundaries of their otherwise tumultuous relationship. "You're out here on this beautiful night, and yet, you're acting like a child who's been denied a sweet treat. You know, some people might say you need a good... spanking to set you straight." His words hung in the air for a moment, laced with innuendo, before he couldn't help but laugh at his own audacity. He was sure that would drive her away and then he could collect his pile of clothes and be done for the night.

Nova couldn't help but wrinkle her nose a little when she heard him tell her that she shouldn't be out this late. What was she five? She turned her head to the side and scoffed. What was he, her dad? No. She let her arms drop to her side. Though she couldn't help but turn the scoff into a smirk. "I'm not alone." She told him as she glanced over at him. "You're here." she told him in an obvious tone. If something was going to happen to her, she would have him there to help her out. It wasn't like she needed to have someone to take care of her all the time. Honestly, the one good thing that came out of the whole Liam and her relationship was the fact that he helped her hone in the fighting part of her stay here. She was pretty damn good with a sword now, even getting close to getting better with her hand to hand. But that was all at the moment that she was going to give him at the moment. She watched, curiously as he placed his arm on a rock. She had to wonder why he wasn't coming to her and staying out in the water. She inched a little closer just because she was curious. However, his next words brought her backing up for a moment. She made a face that said he was wrong. "Excuse me." She muttered as he told her that this was his spot. "I've been coming here since I got here. So how is it just your spot?" she accused him. Though what he said next made her hurt a little. How dare he act like she was the one that was causing this drama. She was the innocent one in this. "Have you lost your mind?" She called out to him as her hands fisted. "I've not caused any drama. But your brother has." she muttered with a roll of her eyes. Fuck Liam and him making it out to be her fault. She turned her back to him in that moment, not wanting to look at him. She had, had enough of people thinking that it was her fault. She was just a willing player in Liam's game, though the more she thought of it the more that she should have left a while ago. He was the one that wanted to go off and kiss someone else. She brought her hand up to her eyes, whipping them really fast. She had been hurt and the blame was place on her. Why was it like this.

Winnie's laughter rose to the canopy of trees above like bubbles. She was so delighted by Dahlia, and how easily they fit into each other's worlds; she didn't usually have much in common with people her own age. It was definitely a nice feeling. "J-POP? What's the J stand for?" Winnie enquired curiously. She wasn't usually insecure about her sheltered upbringing, but she really wanted Dahlia to think she was cool. Asking questions was supposed to be good when you meet new people, but was this too much? Winnie's worries were quieted when she looked at Dahlia's pretty, gentle face again. It was clear she wasn't being judged for once. Winnie flapped her hands in joy, feeling at once soothed fulfilled by the repetitive movement! "Oh yes," Winnie smiled serenely. "There's always music playing. We lead the singing at the campfire, too. There are lots of artists and poets in my cabin -- they're fun to watch work. I don't usually join in, but I like to observe..." she trailed off. "I do my singing in private," Winnie added shyly. Many of the other Apollo kids were flamboyant, keen to show off their beautiful voices. Whenever she joined in, she felt she sounded too squeaky and mousy! "What about you, Dahlia? What's your cabin like? Is it as pretty on the inside as it is on the outside?" Winnie liked the Apollo cabin, but secretly she was incredibly jealous of the Demeter kids. Their cabin was beautiful and whimsical, with grass growing on the roof and plants everywhere. She was grinning just picturing it!

As Novalie approached the water, Benji could see her nightwear-clad form illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight. The fabric clung to her, revealing her silhouette with an alluring charm that even Benji, in his mildly tipsy state, couldn't ignore. Each movement she made only emphasized the appeal, though he tried to maintain his focus on her face. However, a couple of drinks earlier in the night had dulled his inhibitions, making it a little harder for him to resist his gaze from wandering to her full breasts. Damn Aphrodite campers were always trouble but they looked so good. Why is she out here? he wondered, struggling to keep his annoyance in check. Yet, the allure of Novalie's form, combined with the effect of the alcohol, made his voice come out slightly softer than intended. "Novalie, you shouldn't out this late alone," he warned, an undercurrent of concern threading his words. Not that he was particularly concerned for her, but more so for the drama that seemed to follow in her wake. Benji's focus wavered as Novalie bent over slightly, accentuating her curves, pulling him out of his thoughts. Trying to seem like it didn't affect hime, he rested his arms on a rock just by the shore, giving him leverage while ensuring that the lower half of his body remained hidden beneath the water's surface. The situation felt a tad ridiculous – him, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity in his inebriated state, while she unabashedly flaunted her allure. "Look, I'm not up for company. This is my spot," as he spoke be made a 'scooting' motion with his hand as if to brush her away. "So shoo, go be someone else's drama tonight"

Petal twirled a strand of her vibrant hair around her finger, grinning cheekily. "Well, maybe I'm just too fabulous to hide. After all, why blend in when I was born to stand out?" All cheekiness left her though when Gael lifted his shirt up! Petal watched him, her heart skipping a beat as he pulled up his shirt, revealing his toned abdomen. She quickly averted her gaze, blushing while trying to maintain her composure. She had to remind herself that she was here for the game and not to get sidetracked by Gael's enigmatic presence. Ahh fuck it! She sneaked a quick peek. Truth was, the more she learned about him, the more layers she discovered. The way he just opened up about his encounter with the Ares campers made her wonder. "Hey, Gael," she began, her voice lower and more serious than before, "I've been thinking... you know those powers you have? The ones that can induce fear in people? Do you think, maybe, you could've used them to drive away the Ares camper?" She quickly added, "I'm not saying you should've! I'm just curious. It's just, from what I've heard, your powers are quite potent, and well, you seem like you have control over them. And before you think I'm suggesting you use them recklessly, I'm not. I just... I want to understand more about you. About what you can do." It was a possibly risky move, bringing up Gael's powers. They were something she was sure he was sensitive about, since he rarely spoke of them. But Petal felt like she had grown closer to him over the past few weeks, and if they were to really work together as a team, she believed in understanding each other's strengths and vulnerabilities. She waited, her eyes once again fixed on his, hoping he'd see the genuine curiosity in her gaze.