Liam Santos

Liam's senses were consumed by the intoxicating taste and feel of Henry's lips. Every touch, every movement, was a symphony of desire that resonated through his entire being. As the kiss deepened, he felt the world around them fade into oblivion, leaving only the two of them in this passionate, electrifying moment. Her hums of pleasure were a sweet melody that ignited a fire within him, fueling his own fervor. He was losing himself in her, in the sensation of her body pressed against his, the way her movements mirrored his own. Henry's words, laced with that mischievous edge he had come to know so well, drew a deep, throaty chuckle from Liam. Her resilience, her ability to always meet his challenges, even now, only added to the allure he found in her. He was about to respond, to banter back, but his breath caught in his throat as she boldly removed her shirt. The sight of her, the contrast between her warmth and the cool air, struck him like lightning. His gaze flickered down, and he couldn't deny the surge of desire that pulsed through him at the sight of her. Her confidence, her unapologetic boldness, left him both amazed and captivated. His voice was husky but genuine as he finally replied, "You are so beautiful." He let one of his fingers trace down her body as her locked eyes with her. The feeling of her skin was electrifying as his hands made it to her breast. And with that, he pulled her back into a passionate kiss, his hands exploring her body as the tempestuous storm of their desires raged on.

The world around Liam seemed to melt away as their lips met in a passionate, unexpected kiss. The tension that had been building between them ignited into an inferno, a fire that consumed every rational thought and turned it to ash. The soft press of Henry's lips against his own sent a shockwave of desire coursing through his veins, and he deepened the kiss with a fervor he couldn't suppress. The taste of her, the way her body responded to his touch, it was all too consuming. His hands moved with a will of their own, tangling in her hair as he pulled her closer, deepening their connection. Her playful nudge and teasing words only added fuel to the blazing fire that had taken hold. Her words, laden with both challenge and insinuation, had him caught between laughter and arousal. He looked into her eyes, the intensity of their gaze speaking volumes beyond words. His fingers traced her jawline gently, his touch more tender than he could have ever anticipated. Liam smirked, a glint of mischief dancing in his eyes. "Is that right, princess? Well, I wouldn't want to disappoint you," he replied, his voice a husky murmur that matched the energy between them. Her offer of a bet only added to the intoxicating game they were playing, and as their lips reconnected, he surrendered fully to the tempestuous whirlwind of emotions and desires that had been unleashed.

Liam's heart raced as he heard Henry's defiant words, the challenge in her tone fueling the fire that had ignited between them. Her determination was a magnetic force, pulling him in even closer. His fingers traced the contours of her face, his touch a mixture of gentleness and desire that he couldn't fully hide. As he leaned in, his breath ghosted over her ear, his words a tantalizing invitation that sent shivers down his spine. The line between rivalry and attraction had blurred beyond recognition, and he found himself dancing on the edge of a precipice he had never imagined. Henry's response was a delicious mixture of bravado and vulnerability, her sharp retort cutting through the charged air like a knife. Liam felt his pulse quicken as she tilted her chin up, challenging him with her gaze. It was a daring move, and he couldn't help but be captivated by the fierce energy radiating from her. His lips curved into a half-smile, a flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Oh, princess, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into," he murmured, his voice a low, husky timbre that betrayed his own desire. Liam couldn't deny the truth that lay beneath his words. The unexpected connection he felt with Henry was undeniable, a force that had been brewing beneath the surface for far longer than he had been willing to admit. Their rivalry had taken on a new dimension, evolving into a tension that was impossible to ignore. And as he held her gaze, he knew that this was a game he was willing to play, consequences be damned. That is when he leaned in, his lips on hers.

Liam's chest tightened at Henry's retort, her fiery defiance stirring something within him. He knew he had to maintain his composure, though her words had struck a chord. Narrowing his eyes, he smirked down at her, his fingers lightly gripping her wrists that were pinned above her head. "Careful, princess. You might just get more than you bargained for," he shot back, a mixture of challenge and amusement in his tone. Liam fought the urge to lean in closer, his mind battling his instincts. Their spar had transformed into something entirely different, a charged tension lingering between them. Taking one of his hands, he let his finger trace down her face. Then holding her face with that hand. Leaning in he whisper in her ear "I mean, you did call me in that Iris message when I was wearing nothing but a towel...such a bad girl but don't worry I can turn you into a good girl...but only if you want it." Liam was even shocked at his own words as he had NEVER in his life thought about Henry that way until that day she called him. It was as if the thoughts were something he could not get out of his mind and being this close was only making him feel a desire for her more!

Liam had ended up sparring this big mouth brat out by the lake. He had been just minding his own business, training by the lake, shirtless of course. He had been rattled by his father who showed up out of the blue. So he was deep in thought when he heard her voice. Something about Henry always got up under his skill. Was it that she was a know it all or that she challenged him? Either way he wanted to put her in her place so he challenged her to spar. He had to give it to her though, the girl could hold her own in a sparring match. The two went back and forth as they both got their jabs in. He had respect for her, which he would NEVER tell her. But that still didn't mean he liked her. Henry always knew how to push his buttons, which was how they got into this situation in the first place. She had said something smart ass to him, making him move quickly as he knocked her off her feet and pinned her to the ground. His face was only inches from hers as he gave her a smirk. "Now be a good girl and keep that mouth shut okay" he said in a husky tone. @ Henrietta Abbot

Liam's lips curled into a half-smirk as Henry retorted, the disdain in her voice only fueling his determination to teach her a lesson. He was well aware of his Ares lineage and the reputation that came with it, and he relished the challenge of proving his mettle even to someone as sharp-tongued as Henry. He tightened his fists, ready to engage in combat with the Athena girl who seemed so eager to put him in his place. "Well, little Miss Know-It-All, let's see if you can back up that mouth of yours," Liam shot back, his voice laced with an arrogant edge. He took a step forward, his instincts honed by years of training with his brother and fellow campers. He anticipated Henry's move as she darted around his side, but he was prepared. He pivoted on his heel as her leg swept toward his knees, his own well-muscled leg lifting to counter her attack.

Liam couldn't help but feel his protective instincts kick in when Elena mentioned that the person she had her eye on was Fin. He frowned slightly, trying to hide his concern but not entirely succeeding. He knew about Fin's reputation around camp, and it wasn't exactly a good one. Liam had heard stories about Fin's playboy tendencies and how he tended to break hearts without a second thought. He shifted in his seat, his worry evident in his voice. "So I was right.....Fin, huh?" Liam said, his voice tinged with unease. He looked at Elena, his brows furrowing slightly. "Elena, you know he's not exactly... the most trustworthy guy around. I've heard things, you know? I just don't want to see you get hurt." He knew he had to let her make her own choices, even if he didn't agree with them. He sighed softly, offering her a small smile. "Just promise me you'll keep your guard up, okay? And if anything seems off, you come to me, no hesitation."

Liam was still in shock that his dad was here and that shit had gone down!!! Those other campers plus his sister Elena had talked back to Ares in a way he was impressed with their boldness. But it was foolish as seen after from the rage he brought up in all of them. Part of him wanted to slip away but he knew his dad would catch him. Of course he was proud to the son of Ares but then again it was terrifying to see him here. That was not always the best sign for things to come! Was there a war brewing that they knew nothing about? Liam held his breath as he heard his dad say to follow him. Nodding he made sure to move in a way that would fit Cabin 5. They went over to where the cabin was so they were called to line up. Grabbing his brother Benji, he made sure to go in line with the others as he stood up straight and puffed his chest out. He did not want to be Dustin right now!!!!

Liam had been at camp for four years now, which meant he had a lot of time to train with his brothers. Today's class at camp was taught by none other than his brother Dustin who he knew was the best in the camp at hand to hand. He of course knew this as they trained today off and on through the years...pushing each other to make themselves stronger! But that didn't mean he wasn't good himself, HA he was definitely one of the best in camps which was why it was so funny for him that he got paired with the little puny little Athena girl with the big mouth. He spit on the ground as he walked up towards her as she spoke to him. Liam smirked confidently as he sized up Henry, enjoying the challenge that lay before him. He cracked his knuckles and took a step closer, relishing the opportunity to prove himself against someone who doubted his abilities. "Well, well, look who's all fired up," he retorted, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You think you can take me on, little Athena girl? You're in for a rude awakening."

SCENE from his room in Cabin 5- in the evening Liam had just finished having fun with Novalie, you know what I mean. He had showered off so he was in a towel in his room when an Iris message came in, Who in the world would be messaging him this late at night. Was one of his siblings in need of help. He of course accepted the call when Henry came into view. Confused he listened and watched as she called him BABY and said the grosses things to him. Standing there in only a towel around his waist made him feel exposed. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? Are you DRUNK HENRY" he called out but the message ended. Standing there he was dazed and confused what in Tartarus just happened! End scene from cabin 5

Liam, known for his tough exterior, couldn't help but notice the subtle signs that Rebecca might have developed a crush on him. Her glances and the way she blushed when he praised her skills didn't go unnoticed. While he appreciated her admiration, he also felt a sense of responsibility to handle the situation carefully. "Thank you, Becca. I'd love to see what tricks you have with your bow," he replied, a hint of curiosity in his voice. The idea of learning from each other excited him, and he was eager to explore her skills as well. As Rebecca suggested taking a break at the pavilion, Liam's tired muscles welcomed the idea. "That sounds like a great plan," he said, a smile spreading across his face. "I could use a good meal, and maybe we can grab a couple of drinks too." He sheathed his sword and motioned for Rebecca to join him as they made their way towards the pavilion.

There relationship was one that was entirely confusing as he wanted Novalie but never wanted to commit. The thought of her with anyone else drove him mad but he was just not one to just settle down. He knew that Dustin had done that with Krystal but he wasn't there yet. Maybe in the end they both get hurt from this, but for now he was ready for forget all the complication as he just wanted to have a bit of fun with Novalie. Liam wanted to put her on edge, from toes to her nose. He wanted to pleasure her in ways that would have him on her mind for days. Watching how he drove her wild he let himself smirk before continuing. Novalie's breast were so beautiful the way they sat there as his tongue played with them. Sucking on this while his hand began to play with her clit. But when she began to beg him he growled out "Only for my baby" he slipped her shorts off as he pulled down his own shorts. Exposing his hard cock. "Like what you see baby?" He smirked as he leaned himself over her. Positioning himself right over her so that they could slip his cock right in. Putting his hand on his cock, he began to slide it back and forth on the lips of her pussy as to tease both himself and her. "Is this what you wanted?" he asked her as he waited for the answer. That is when he put it at the angel as the throbbing cock slide right into her wet pussy. GODS THIS WAS THE BEST FEELING!

What about a nice bow and arrow for you?????

Liam raised an eyebrow, noticing Elena's reaction to the mention of Fin's name. He could see the confusion and concern in her eyes, and his protective instincts kicked into high gear. He didn't trust Finley, especially with his reputation for being a playboy and his questionable intentions with girls. Liam wanted to make sure Elena was safe and not getting involved with someone who might hurt her. "Wait, Elena, so I was right and it is Fin?" Liam asked, his tone filled with concern. He leaned forward, searching her eyes for any sign of uncertainty. "Are you sure about this? I mean, he's known for... well, you know. I just don't want you to get hurt. You deserve someone who will treat you with respect and care." He of course had other reasons he did not like the guy but he would let his sister make up her own mind. But that guy was T R O U B L E if he ever knew it!!! Plus he was so weak when it came to being a warrior. For a child of Ares, Elena deserved a demi-god that could protect her not just surf away on his board when he was scared.

Liam chuckled at Elena's attempt to divert the conversation, sensing her nervousness. He knew she was trying to protect him from unnecessary worry, but he couldn't help but be curious about this person from Iris that had caught her attention. He decided to push a little further, wanting to understand what drew her to this individual. "Come on, Elena, you can't leave me hanging with just those details," Liam teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He paused for a moment, considering his next words carefully. "Is it Theo......or maybe Silvio........nooooo wait is it Fin" he made a gross look on his face as he was not too fond of that boy. He was one to sleep around the camp plus he had his eyes on Novalie which made his blood boil.

Liam's eyes sparkled with genuine admiration as he watched Rebecca execute the downward strike with improved form and precision. He couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in her progress. "That was fantastic, Becca!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. "You're a natural. Keep up the good work!" He couldn't deny the growing fondness he felt for Rebecca as he saw her determination and dedication. She had a natural talent, and with time and practice, she would become a formidable warrior. Liam smiled, feeling a renewed sense of purpose and determination himself. "Don't worry, the sword will feel lighter with time. It's all about building strength and getting used to the weight. You're doing great, Becca. I'm proud of you," he encouraged, his voice filled with genuine warmth and support. Deep down, Liam hoped that his guidance and training would give Rebecca the tools she needed to survive and thrive in this dangerous world of demigods. He knew when he was growing up all he wanted was someone to tell him he was going to be okay and that he would survive.

Liam listened attentively as Elena hesitated before answering his question. He noticed her gaze shifting away, indicating her internal struggle. Liam knew his sister well, and he understood the delicate balance between granting her freedom and ensuring her safety. He reached out, gently placing a hand on her arm to offer reassurance. "You know, Elena, you can always talk to me about anything. I'm here for you, and I want you to be happy,...but please tell me it isn't one of those Athena campers" Liam said, his voice laughing afterwards. He gave her a warm smile, silently urging her to open up. He knew he wasn't the best one to give love advice as he was in a friends with benefits situation. Knowing he did not want Novalie to be with anyone else but then again he didn't want to commit. But this was his little sister after all so he had to try and see who she liked. If they ever DARED TO HURT HER ....ohhhhh they would be dead!!!!

Liam chuckled at Elena's laughter, glad that their light hearted banter brought some joy to their day. As they went to the pavillion together, Liam noticed some of his younger siblings stealing glances in their direction, perhaps seeking a sense of belonging and camaraderie that him and elena had. He smiled warmly at them, silently acknowledging their presence and offering a silent reassurance. Liam understood the importance of feeling like they belong, especially for the younger demigods who were just beginning to find their place in the world. I mean it was always so hard when you get claimed then you find you have all these half siblings you never knew you did before. He took a moment to reflect on his own journey and how much he had grown since arriving at camp. It wasn't always easy being a child of Ares, but moments like these made it all worthwhile. Liam vowed to continue being a pillar of strength for his siblings, guiding them through the challenges they would inevitably face. He was lucky to have dustin and benji when he arrived, but many others would not have that as he did. "So anything new with you?....any boys you got your eyes on that I need to watch?" He joked with her with a smirk on his face as he ate a grape.

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Liam observed Rebecca's eagerness and determination as she mimicked his stance and held the sword in her hand. He nodded approvingly. "Good job, Becca," he said with a hint of pride in his voice. "Now, let's start with a basic downward strike." Liam demonstrated the movement slowly, making sure to emphasize the proper form and technique. "Remember to keep your wrist loose and let the weight of the sword do most of the work. You want a smooth, controlled motion." Liam couldn't help but feel a sense of fulfillment as he guided Rebecca through the training, knowing that he was making a difference in her life. He had found his purpose in this new world, and with each swing of the sword, he felt a renewed sense of hope and purpose within himself. He hated that so many demi-gods die in vain. That they have little to no chance in the world that monsters and evil enemies to destroy them.

Liam's gaze intensified, his possessiveness bubbling to the surface as he absorbed Novalie's response. The thought of her being with someone else ignited a primal instinct within him, stirring a surge of protectiveness that he struggled to contain. He wanted her all to himself, to be the one who could fulfill her every desire. His voice took on a more assertive tone as he spoke, his words laced with a mix of desire and hesitancy. "Novalie, I can't bear the thought of someone else touching you, of sharing you with anyone. It drives me insane. But... I just." He reached out, his fingers lightly tracing patterns along her arm, his touch both tender and possessive. "I crave every moment we share." His voice was a deep and full of desire as he knew that they agreed to a friends with benefits. Mainly cause he was terrified to commit. He wasn't even sleeping with anyone else but he just scared...yeah he was scared of what it would be like if he settled down with Novalie. Would he be seen as weaker to his brothers or even opened himself up for being hurt? But then hearing that she wanted him to check in he raised an eyebrow.......did she want more with him and she hadn't told him??? Well this went from his mind the moments her lips were on his. Part of his was unleashed at that moment as he wanted to drive her mad as much as she was driving him! It might have started with a kiss but Novalie was going to get fucked to show her how he felt. Liam's desire for Novalie surged as he felt her body respond to his touch. Her moans and gasps of pleasure fueled his own hunger, intensifying the passion that consumed them both. He couldn't resist the seductive pull of her lips as he kissed her fervently, his hands exploring her body with an expert touch. Her plea for more, delivered in a mix of languages, echoed in his ears, driving him to push their boundaries further. With a mixture of urgency and reverence, he guided his hand down to the waistband of her shorts, his fingertips grazing the sensitive skin beneath. He could feel her hips moving, matching his rhythm, as they danced on the edge of ecstasy. The intensity of the moment consumed Liam, his own desires intertwined with Novalie's. Their bodies moved together in a passionate symphony, aching for release. As they succumbed to their shared desires, time seemed to stand still, and nothing else mattered except the intoxicating connection they shared. A smirk played on his lips as she called out in french, FUCK he loved when a aphrodite girl did that!!! His tongue danced on his nipple as it he played with it in his mouth. flicking it back in forth between sucking on it. His hand finding her shorts as he began to undo the button on his as he slipped his hand in. His fingers going to the one place he wanted to be with his throbbing cock. "Ummmmmmm baby you are so wet" he said to her as his fingers found her pussy. The clit right at his point finger that began to play with it as he wanted his girl to feel good. "How is this?" he said his eyes hungry as he watched her beauty bliss face.

Liam's senses were overwhelmed by Novalie's raw desire, her words igniting a fire within him. Her moans and provocative tone sent a shiver down his spine, fueling his own longing for her. The intensity between them grew with every passing moment, their connection electric and undeniable. "Novalie," he groaned, his voice heavy with desire, mirroring the hunger in her eyes. "You know how much I want you. You're all I crave, all I need." His heart ached at the anger he saw in her eyes, the possessiveness that washed over her. He realized he had unknowingly stirred those emotions within her, and he knew he had to address her concerns. "I'm sorry if I wasn't clear about it all," he said, his voice filled with frustration "I thought we were just friends too. But Petal expressed her desire for something more, and it caught me off guard. I tried to get out of this date but it seemed dustin was going to get his revenge!" Liam's grip tightened as he felt the surge of possessiveness in Novalie's words. He couldn't deny the seductive power of her threat, the unwavering confidence she held in her own abilities. Yet, he also recognized the vulnerability and need that lay beneath her fierce demeanor. "I don't want to share you either" he replied, his voice laced with a mix of reassurance and longing. Their passionate encounter continued, and Liam reveled in the thrill of their intimacy. He felt Novalie's hips move in tantalizing circles, igniting his own desire. The sudden shift as he flipped her onto the ground, pinning her beneath him, only heightened their electrifying chemistry. He kissed her fervently, his hands roaming her body, fueled by their shared hunger. As Novalie expressed her urgent need for him, her plea echoed in his ears, stirring a potent mix of desire and tenderness. "Gods, Novalie," he gasped, his voice laced with passion. "Whatever you want my good good girl." Their desires merged, and Liam's actions spoke louder than words as he indulged in their shared passion. In that moment, he immersed himself in the intense connection they shared, surrendering to the ecstasy that only Novalie could bring. His hands first went up her shirt as he found the clasp of her bra. Releasing her beautiful breast, as he was letting his fingers trail down towards her shorts as he began to rub against where her pussy is. He began to kiss up her stomach as he then moved the bra off of her as he began to suck of her nipples. Playing with them in his mouth as he watched her face with pleasure.

Liam's senses were heightened by Novalie's proximity, her desire palpable in the air. Her actions stirred a familiar lust within him, a sensation that both thrilled and consumed him. He felt the power she held over him, the intoxicating effect of her touch and the way she seemed to ignite his desires. Novalie's lips brushed against his neck, leaving a trail of light kisses, Liam's breathing quickened. Her presence rocked his world, engulfing him in a whirlwind of passion. He couldn't deny the intense attraction he felt towards her, a connection that defied reason and left him yearning for more. He struggled to find the right words amidst the intoxicating sensations coursing through his body. "Novalie," he managed to say, his voice filled with a mixture of desire and lust. He hesitated as she suggested looking past Petal's annoying traits, her attempt to encourage him clouded by a subtle tone of uncertainty. Liam could sense Novalie's genuine desire for him to enjoy himself, yet he knew that how she would really feel if him and petal did get along. Her abrupt reaction to his thoughts about a potential connection with Petal caught him off guard. Novalie's anger flashed in her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest, distancing herself physically but unable to hide her emotional turmoil. A smirk played on his face as she was now in his court. Feeling the anger that was taking her over just fueled him more and more. "But that is not what he intents are Novalie.....she wants to get with me..not just be friends and you are the one trying to push me towards that." He was about to respond more when Novalie, unable to contain her emotions, crawled around him and positioned herself in front of him. The intensity of her gaze matched her words, and Liam couldn't deny the passion that burned between them. The kiss she planted on his lips ignited a fire within him, and he found himself being pulled closer as she straddled his lap, their bodies melding together without an inch of separation. The smile that came on his face was one that then turned into him moving quickly to pick her up and moved Novalie to be laying on her back as he was on top of her. "Then I will show you how much I want you, cause I want all of you Novalie." Still their faces inches apart as he then began to lay his skin on hers as he began to kiss her over and over. His desire only increasing more and more as he wanted all of her...here and now!

Liam listened attentively as Novalie paused her massage, her hand gently resting on his shoulder. Her proximity and the soft touch of her face against his stirred a sense of comfort within him. He absorbed her words, captivated by her thoughtful response. Novalie spoke about true connections being found unexpectedly and the potential for common ground despite different interests, Liam couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as the iris girl lingered in his mind. Her arms wrapped around his neck in a small hug, filling him with warmth and a sexual desire as he longed for her touch to do other things. Novalie's giggle echoed in the air, and Liam couldn't help but reciprocate the smile that formed on his lips. But all he wanted to do in this moment was for them to go off in a secluded place to have a bit of fun. For her touch to bring him to a happy place where he could forget all this stuff about Petal he would. Liam appreciated Novalie's comforting gestures and words, but deep down, he couldn't shake off his apprehension about the upcoming date with Petal. He took a moment to gather his thoughts before responding to her. "I know you're trying to help, Novalie, and I appreciate it," he began, his voice filled with uncertainty. "But I can't help if the girl just annoys me to death" He sighed softly as Novalie's fingers worked their magic on his tense muscles. The physical comfort she provided was a solace amidst the whirlwind of emotions he was experiencing. "I mean, what if things go well with Petal? What if we connect on a deeper level?" Liam's voice trying to hide the fact he was trying to get a rise out of Novalie. I mean was she done with him? Did she not like what they had going on? "I value what we have, Novalie. I don't want it to change or fade away if something more significant comes along."

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