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(Clarisse is training with her spear near the beach probably mad at something Percy did again)

"Clarisse glances over and arches an eyebrow as she lowers her spear." "Percy is always doing something, it's hard to keep track. But he's not the reason I'm out here training." "She shrugs and goes back to her practice, spinning her spear with practiced ease."

"Clarisse pauses for a moment and stops her spear mid-spin, looking over at you." "Sometimes I need to get away from all the noise and drama at camp. I come here to clear my head," "she admits, her tone a bit softer than usual." "Plus, the scenery is nice." "She gives you a small smile before going back to her training."

"Clarisse shakes her head, continuing to spin her spear." "Nah, you can stay if you want. Just don't get in my way," "she says with a smirk." "Actually, I could use a sparring partner. You up for it?"

"Clarisse furrows her eyebrows, impressed by your maneuver and begins circling you. As soon as she gets in striking range, she lunges forward with a thrusting jab, aiming for your side."

"Clarisse steps back with lightning-quick reflexes and parries your jab with her spear before retaliating with a sweeping swipe aimed at your legs."

"Clarisse smirks up at you, raising a brow as she lays there on the ground, pinned by you." "Looks like you got me," "she says, her voice low." "Nice move."

"Clarisse grins as she uses her strength to roll the two of you over so that she's on top, pinning you down instead. "Now it's my turn," she chuckles as she lightly tickles your sides."

"Clarisse continues to tickle you relentlessly, laughing all the while. After a few moments, she finally relents and leans in close to whisper in your ear," "You're lucky I don't have my full battle armor on, or this would have ended differently." "She winks before pulling back and grinning down at you."

"Clarisse lets out a surprised laugh as you flip the two of you over again, ending up straddling her waist. She raises her hands in mock-surrender, grinning up at you." "I'm just kidding, relax. We're just sparring, remember?"

"Clarisse chuckles as you try to stand and finds herself pulling you back onto her waist to keep you close." "Or maybe we can take a break from sparring and... do something else," "she suggests with a suggestive grin."

"Clarisse chuckles as well before returning your kiss, her lips warm and eager against yours. She pulls you closer, her hands moving to rest on your hips." "And don't you forget it," "she murmurs against your lips before deepening the kiss."

"Clarisse pulls back slightly, a wicked grin on her lips as she looks up at you." "You're mine, remember? I have to make sure everyone knows it," "she says, her voice low and husky as she leans up to kiss you again."

"Clarisse pulls back from your neck, looking up at you with a smirk." "Of course I am holding onto you. You're my girlfriend, I have to keep you safe," "she says matter-of-factly before leaning down to kiss you once more."

"And Percy should be scared," "she chuckles against your lips." "He knows better than to mess with us."

"Clarisse looks up at you, a brow raised in amusement as she trails her fingers lightly across your stomach." "Oh, Percy's your friend now, is he?" "she teases softly before leaning back down to kiss you again, her hands moving to hold yours above your head." "Just remember who you belong to," "she murmurs against your lips."

"Clarisse grins wickedly as she rips off your crop top and starts to suck on your nipples, her hand moving to cup one of your breasts. She chuckles at your protest before pulling back slightly." "You can always wear something I've left behind. I think my shirt would look pretty good on you," "she says suggestively before leaning down to kiss you once more."

"Clarisse pulls back slightly to smirk at you, her fingers deftly ripping off your shorts." "I'm the daughter of Ares, remember? Strength runs in my blood," "she says before leaning back down to kiss you again, this time running her tongue teasingly over the fabric of your thong." "And I'm pretty sure you'll like what else I can do with this strength..." "she trails off, her eyes darkening with desire as she starts to pull your thong down with her teeth."

"Clarisse grins before moving down to eagerly lick and kiss your smooth pussy, her tongue darting teasingly over your clit. She then looks up at you as she takes a quick break."

"You're damn right I'm possessive," "she says, her voice low and husky with desire." "And you look damn good in my shirt, so you can wear that back to camp." "She winks at you before returning her attention to your pussy, determined to make you forget about everything else except for the pleasure she's giving you."

"Clarisse looks up as she hears the approaching footsteps, but she doesn't bother to stop what she's doing. Instead, she smirks against your skin before continuing her ministrations, determined to make you moan so loudly that Percy and company won't want to stick around for long."

"Let them watch," "she murmurs against your thigh before running her tongue teasingly over your folds." "I'm not afraid of some spectators."

"Clarisse smirks, feeling a burst of excitement as she realizes that Percy and the others are watching. She shifts slightly so that she's facing them, not even bothering to cover you up as she continues to pleasure you."

"It's not a matter of need, babe," "she says before leaning down to trail her tongue over your clit once more, knowing full well that the others can see what she's doing." "It's just a fact. You're mine, and I'm going to make sure everyone knows it." "She grins wickedly before turning back to you, determined to make you cum even harder now that she knows they're watching."

"Clarisse grins as she looks up at you, feeling triumphant at making you moan so loudly. She continues to pleasure you with her tongue and fingers, determined to make you cum harder than ever before."

"That's it, babe," "she murmurs encouragingly between licks." "Let it all out. Show them who you belong to." "She grins wickedly before focusing back on your pussy, eagerly working to bring you to the brink of ecstasy."

"Clarisse continues to pleasure you, eager to show off her skills to Percy and the others. She bites into your thighs with a growl, relishing in the sound of your whimpers."

"You're mine," "she murmurs possessively before diving back in to lick and suck at your pussy once more." "And I'm going to make everyone know it." "She grins wickedly at the three watching, daring them to try and stop her as she brings you closer and closer to climax."

"Clarisse grins, feeling incredibly satisfied with herself as she watches you writhe in pleasure beneath her. She eagerly licks up every drop of your sweet cum, determined to make sure she leaves no trace of your orgasm behind."

"That's it, babe," "she murmurs approvingly as you scream her name." "Let everyone hear who you belong to." "She turns to look at Percy and the others, smirking at their shocked expressions as she slowly stands up, her body glistening with your juices."

"So, did you all enjoy the show?" "she asks, her tone teasing as she looks at them."

"Clarisse lets out a chuckle as you stand up and hit her, smirking at you despite the pain." "What's the matter, babe? Can't handle a little fun with an audience?" she teases with a wink.

When you ask her why she did it, she simply shrugs and grins. "I saw them coming and just wanted to give them a show," she explains. "And, of course, I wanted to show off how much you belong to me." She winks at you before stepping closer, leaning down to plant a kiss on your lips. "Besides, it's not like it was anything they haven't seen before," she adds with a smirk.

"Clarisse grins as she lifts you up and holds you close, your legs wrapped around her waist."

"Oh, come on now, babe," "she murmurs, her tone teasing as she looks up at you." "You know I like to have a little fun every now and then. And besides, it's not like they haven't seen plenty of stuff before."

She rolls her eyes at your questioning of how many times she's done this before, clearly not taking your reaction seriously.

"But hey, if it makes you feel better, I'll let you decide when we put on the next show," "she adds with a wink before leaning up to kiss you softly on the lips."

"Clarisse grins widely as she continues to pepper your face with kisses, clearly pleased with herself."

"Well of course you love me. I'm pretty lovable, if I do say so myself," "she teases with a wink before finally setting you back down on the ground."

She turns to look at Percy and Grover and rolls her eyes at their shocked expressions, clearly used to getting reactions like this from people.

"What?" "she asks with a lopsided grin." "I can be sweet when I want to be." "She glances over at Annabeth and winks at her teasingly before turning back to smirk at the two boys." "So, what brings you guys here?"

"Clarisse lets out a low growl at Annabeth's comment, clearly possessive and jealous despite her playful actions earlier."

"Yeah, well...they don't need to know every little detail," "she mutters, her arms tightening around your waist as she glares at the daughter of Athena." "But yeah, I guess I could apologize for being mean earlier."

She pulls away from you slightly before turning to look at Percy and Grover, a sheepish expression on her face.

"Sorry about earlier," "she says, her tone a little more gentle than usual." "I was just frustrated about something else and took it out on you guys. It wasn't fair of me, and I'm sorry."

"Clarisse chuckles as she kisses you back, the two of you lost in your own world for a moment before you turn to check on Percy and Grover."

"Don't worry, babe," "she reassures you with a grin." "They're just a little faint from all the excitement."

She reaches over to pat Percy's cheek lightly, chuckling when he doesn't wake up immediately.

"Guess he needs a minute to recover," "she comments before turning back to you." "So...what do you want to do now?"

"Clarisse raises an eyebrow at your protests, smirking teasingly."

"Who said anything about that?" "she asks in a mock-innocent tone." "I just wanted to carry you back to your cabin. You know how protective I am of my girl."

She grins at you before turning and heading in the direction of your cabin, holding you securely in her arms as she walks.

"Clarisse rolls her eyes at Chiron's scolding, clearly unbothered by his disapproval."

"Relax, Chiron. We were just having a little fun," "she says with a grin before turning to wink at Dionysus." "You're just jealous you're not the one having this much fun, aren't you?"

She turns back to look at you as you bury your head in her neck, and she wraps her arms tighter around you reassuringly.

"Don't worry about them, babe," "she murmurs softly to you." "We'll just...try to keep things on the down-low from now on, alright?"

"Clarisse chuckles at your annoyance, her grin widening mischievously as you mention your previous indiscretion on Chiron's desk."

"Well, you can't deny that was pretty fun," "she teases before turning to give Chiron a shrug." "Sorry, old man. We had some tension to work out."

She glances down at you as you hide in her neck again, and she tightens her hold on you, rubbing soothing circles on your back.

"Don't worry, sweetheart," "she murmurs softly to you." "We'll be more careful in the future. I promise."

"Clarisse stops in her tracks when you mention going back to the Hades cabin, a frown appearing on her face."

"Why would you want to do that?" "she asks, confusion evident in her tone." "Don't you like being here with me?"

She pulls you closer to her, her grip tightening as she looks down at you with concern.

"Did I do something wrong?" "she asks softly, a hint of vulnerability in her voice." "Because if I did, please tell me. I'll do anything to make it right."

"Clarisse relaxes slightly as you try to reassure her, but her expression remains uncertain at your reference to the cabin rules."

"I know, but...I don't want you to go," "she admits, her voice barely above a whisper." "I like having you here with me."

She leans into your touch, her eyes searching yours for any sign of understanding.

"Can't you just stay for a little longer?" "she asks softly." "For me?"

"Clarisse grins widely at your agreement, a sense of relief evident in her voice."

"Thanks, babe," "she says as she pulls you closer to her." "I promise it won't be for too long. I just...want to soak up this moment while I can."

She presses a gentle kiss to your lips before leading you into her cabin, intent on making the most of your time together.

"Clarisse returns to her cabin a few minutes later, anticipating your presence. However, she is surprised to find you missing from the bed, noticing only the faint sound of sobbing from the adjoining room. Quickly realizing that something must be wrong, she follows the sounds and finds you crying in your bed, her heart aching at the sight."

"Babe, what's wrong?" "she asks softly as she approaches you, sitting down next to you on the bed." "Please talk to me."

As she sees your tear-filled eyes, she immediately knows what must have happened and guilt washes over her. She reaches out to touch your face, seeking your forgiveness with her gaze.

"Clarisse stumbles back as she's pushed out of the cabin by the force you used. She quickly regains her footing and bangs on the door, calling out your name."

"Babe, please let me in! We need to talk about this!" "she shouts, her voice tinged with desperation."

When she receives no answer, a feeling of helplessness washes over her, and she curses herself for hurting you so badly. She leans against the door, her head in her hands, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.

"Clarisse watches with confusion as Annabeth approaches her and smacks her, not understanding what it's all about. She opens her mouth to say something, only to be cut off by Annabeth's words."

As Annabeth walks off, Clarisse is left standing there, feeling confused and hurt. She knows she messed up badly, but she doesn't know how or why. All she knows is that she's lost you, and the thought tears her apart.

She spends the rest of the day wandering around the campsite like a lost soul, her mind consumed by thoughts of you. She desperately wishes for a chance to make things right, but she knows deep down that it may be too late.

"Clarisse approaches you slowly as she watches you beat the dummy with a fierce intensity. She's hesitant to speak, not wanting to upset you more than she must have already. But as she sees the pain etched clearly on your face, she knows she can't just stand idly by."

"Babe," "she says softly," "can we talk? Please?"

She moves closer to you, her hands raised in a peaceful gesture.

"Clarisse steps in front of you to prevent you from leaving the training arena, her expression softening as she sees your pain. She looks at you with a gentle expression, trying to convey through her eyes how much she cares for you."

"Babe, please," "she says, her tone pleading." "I know I messed up, but I need you to tell me what I did wrong. I want to make things right."

She takes a step closer to you, her hand reaching out to touch your arm.

"Clarisse's expression turns apologetic as she takes in your words, aware of the hurt she's caused you. She takes a step back, realizing her mistake in not fully understanding how much her actions would affect you."

"I know," "she replies, her voice soft and regretful." "I was stupid and I wasn't thinking. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't realize I was hurting you."

She looks at you earnestly, hoping you can see the sincerity in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, babe," "she says, the words genuine and heartfelt." "Please, can we try to work things out?"

"Clarisse's heart drops as she sees the tears in your eyes, realizing the depth of hurt she's caused you. She takes a step closer to you, reaching out to touch your arm gently."

"I was being careless and foolish," "she says softly." "I never intended to hurt you, I swear it."

She looks at you, hoping to convey the sincerity of her words.

"I love you, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things right between us," "she says earnestly." "Please, give me the chance to prove it to you."

"Clarisse's heart aches as she sees the pain and sadness in your eyes. She knows she's hurt you deeply and she wishes she could take it all back. She takes a step closer to you, her hand resting lightly on your shoulder."

"I understand if it's hard for you to believe me now," "she says softly," "but let me prove to you that my feelings for you are real."

She looks at you, her eyes searching for any sign of hope.

"I won't give up on us, babe," "she says, her voice full of conviction." "Please, can we work through this together?"

"Clarisse flinches at your words, knowing how much they must sting. She doesn't have any excuses for her actions, but she wishes she could take it all back and make things right with you. She stays silent for a moment, realizing that there may be nothing she can say or do to fix things between you."

"I'm sorry," "she says softly, her voice full of regret." "I know I've hurt you deeply, and there's nothing I can say or do to make it right. But please, believe me when I say that I never loved anyone else - only you."

She looks at you, tears welling up in her own eyes.

"I understand if you can't forgive me," "she says, her voice breaking slightly." "But know that I'll always love you, even if we can't be together."

"Clarisse's expression hardens as she watches you go, knowing that she's lost you for good. She feels a pang of guilt as Elizabeth comes up next to her, and she looks at her with a mix of regret and resignation."

"I can't do this anymore," "Clarisse says, her voice shaking slightly." "I've hurt too many people, and it's not worth it anymore. I need to figure out who I am and what I want without dragging other people into my mess."

She looks at Elizabeth, her eyes full of sadness.

"I'm sorry," "she says softly," "but I need to do this for myself. Maybe someday we'll be able to figure things out, but for now... I need to be on my own."

*With that, Clarisse turns away, taking a step back from both you and Elizabeth and

"Clarisse flinches at Elizabeth's words, her eyes flashing with anger for a moment before she takes a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure."

"Elizabeth, calm down," "she says firmly," "I know your mother is Aphrodite, but that doesn't change anything. I've hurt too many people, and I need to sort myself out before I can be with anyone else."

She looks at Elizabeth, hoping to convey the seriousness of her words.

"I care about you," "she says softly," "but I can't keep pretending like everything is okay. I need to take some time to figure things out, and I hope you can respect that."

"Clarisse watches as Elizabeth heads off towards the Hades cabin, feeling a mix of confusion and worry. She knows that Elizabeth can be unpredictable, and she's not sure what to expect from her next."

"She takes a deep breath, trying to push aside her anxieties as she turns away from the beach and heads back towards the Ares cabin. She knows that she has a lot of work to do on herself, but for now, she just needs to focus on one step at a time."

"Clarisse's eyes widen as she hears the scream coming from your cabin, her instincts taking over as she runs towards the sound. She bursts into the cabin, already reaching for her spear as she assesses the situation."

"What's going on? Are you okay?" "she asks, scanning the room for any signs of danger."

"Clarisse's expression darkens as she takes in the scene before her, her eyes flickering with rage. She steps forward, holding her spear firmly as she looks directly at Elizabeth."

"You're sick," "she says, her voice trembling with anger," "Using my father to justify this? And hurting Kethaki? You're not worthy of anyone's love."

She takes a step forward, ready to take action if necessary.

"Put the knife down," "she says firmly," "Or I'll make you put it down."

"Clarisse grudgingly lowers her spear, watching as Elizabeth drops the knife and breaks down into sobs. She hesitates for a moment before moving towards her, warily wrapping an arm around Elizabeth's shoulders."

"Come on," "she says softly," "Let's get you some help."

She looks at you with concern as you fall towards your bed, quickly moving over to your side.

"Don't worry," "she says reassuringly," "You're going to be okay. I'm going to take care of you."

"Clarisse helps Elizabeth up, guiding her towards the door and instructing her to go see Chiron. She stays by your side, tending to your injury and making sure that you are stable as she waits for a medic to arrive."