When Annabeth got drunk in her twenty-first birthday, Percy did nothing but regret letting his mom take her out. Sally had led her inside the apartment, while Percy was making himself a midnight snack of toaster strudels.

"Hi, Seed Brain." Annabeth giggled.

Percy raised his eyebrows, "That's new."

Sally chuckled, "Too much to drink, I think."

"Oh, I didn't notice. I can sleep on the couch, and she can have my room-"

"You think you can trust a drunk Annabeth alone near the kitchen?" Sally gave him a sly smile.

"Well-"

"She can sleep with you, Percy. It's fine, I trust you."

*** Minor Warning
Percy helped Annabeth get out of her dress and into more comfortable clothes. It took all of his will not to retch at the smell of alcohol on her breath.

Before he even finished getting her tank top on her, she pushed him onto the bed. Percy sat bolt upright as Annabeth climbed into his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Annabeth-"

She cut him off by placing her lips on his. The smell of alcohol was so strong, Percy couldn't resist the urge to gag. Annabeth obviously didn't notice, because she kept kissing him.

Percy tried to pull away, but he only created friction between them, causing him to groan. Annabeth giggled against his lips, pressing her hips against his. Percy moaned, and Annabeth took this as her chance to slip her tongue in his mouth.

Percy again tried pulling away, but Annabeth pressed him flat against the mattress. Percy grabbed her shoulders to push her off, but her hand in his pants stopped him.

He was completely frozen. You can't take advantage of her like that. She's drunk, that wouldn't be fair.

But when she pressed her hand against him, and his pleasure levels rocketed, he couldn't resist moaning rather loudly. "Oh!"

There was the thud of footsteps and a click, and the bedroom door opened. Percy cursed and Annabeth giggled, pulling away. His mom stood in the doorway, looking disappointed.

"Get all your stuff, Annabeth. I should be taking you home," Sally said evenly, but she had a frown on her face.

Percy stayed silent, grabbing a pillow and pulling it to his chest. He rested his chin on it, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Go on. I'll be out in a moment," Sally said to Annabeth, and she tiptoed over to the bed, sitting next to Percy.

When Percy opened his eyes, Sally saw they were glazed with tears. "I'm sorry, mom. I'm sorry,"

"Percy-"

Percy quickly wiped his eyes. "I-I wanted to stop her-"

"I know, sweetie. I didn't think she was that drunk. It's my fault,"

Percy looked at her, his cheek sitting on the pillow on his lap.

"I have to bring her home. Take your time to relax," she caught his eye. "It's okay. I'm not mad,"