Percy slowly made his way to the bed. I backed away as best I could, but the dizziness was seriously debilitating. His hand caressed my cheek gently, remorsefully even. His eyes, although overtaken with magic, still seemed torn.
"I'm sorry Zerena. I'll try to be quick." He sounded like he could almost cry. I certainly was.
Percy was nothing, but gentle. He was slow to undress me, which did nothing to prove his words of being quick. He stood up undressing himself, showing me the toned muscles I didn't know he had. Apparently Percy had gotten a tattoo at some point that he told none of us about. It was a black hole over his heart, leaking black fluid over his chest with small stars and planets inside of it.
He climbed over me again, holding his weight on his elbows. He inhaled my scent
