AN: My first fanfiction! All characters were made by Rick Riordan, of course. Hope you like this, lemons will come because that's the reason you're reading this, right? Hope you enjoy!

Percy's PoV

Relaxing was one of my favourite pastimes, just sitting down, kicking off your shoes and thinking back to those days of casually saving the world. What a life! Relaxing with the others too, those other brilliant 6 who helped me through my time in the Argo II.

So, when (a few weeks after we had got back) we got the chance to play truth or dare in the night, I was fully up for it. And the fact that a lot of the others were there too could make the time much more fun.

Tugging on a thick, blue jumper, I trekked through the grassy expanse of Camp Half Blood to where a light was shining brightly in Jason's cabin: Zeus's cabin. I might have been worried about stepping into the domain of someone who hated me – but I could save my woes to later – what could Zeus really do, eh? A prick of lightning wasn't going to stop me!

I opened the shiny bronze door and looked inside, where there were a few of my friends crouched around a glowing fire, chatting and gossiping, looking up as I walked in. Grinning, I took my seat next to Annabeth.

"Cutting a little late." She commented, laying her head on my shoulders.

"You know me." I replied. So, after a few minutes and a bit of small talk, a few others had arrived and we decided we might as well get into it.

Jason stood up, looking around at the eight demigods (including Nico and the Stolls although Frank and Hazel couldn't make it for that night, at least) spread in various areas of his white cabin, some looking ready for what was thrown at them, some looking dishevelled and tired. I was ready, looking hard at him, daring him to try me. "We might as well start." He announced to the room, beckoning the guests to move their chairs closer to him so that they could sit in a roughly-circular shape. Things were about to go down.

"Er, well, welcome!" he said, grinning. "To this game of truth or dare where…shit's gonna take place!" Thinking the opening line of his welcome greeting had gone alright, he continued, glancing at them each in turn. "Let's have a go at truth or dare this evening, take a little time to know each other, have a bit of fun. S'pose we all have a go at stip truth or dare?"

Suggesting this was something I hadn't foreseen but, hell, what an experience this could be! I shrugged my shoulders, secretly grinning. The Stoll brothers smiled that uncanny grin and Piper rolled her eyes. "Strip truth or dare I guess it is then." She said, a small tug appearing at her lips. "Say, one piece for every pass you do or…. you want to go a little further?"

"No, Pipes, let's leave it at that. One article of clothing per each pass for the moment being. Should anyone want to see more of me, we can up the amount later. Everyone in?"

"Let's do it." I said, hearing various shouts of 'hell yeah', 'oh why the fuck not' and 'count me in' echoing around the room. Annabeth winked at me, I shivered slightly.

"And oh, did I forget to say dirty truth or dare?" Piper added. Relaxing, I thought.

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