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[indent][indent][indent][indent][justify][color=808080]Mason returned to Andy’s side still breathing heavier than normal after his run, much to his disgust. River may have sapped the water from him, but Mason still felt the sweat and lifted his shirt to dab at his face. [color=b45f06]"I don’t know how you do that,"[/color] he confessed to Andy. He didn’t need his time to know his girl flew through the course opposed to him. 

Andy lightly bounced her crossed leg, still reclined with her elbows resting on the bench behind her. [color=bd1664]"Years of practice,"[/color] she mused with a small, guilty smile. Life as a military brat sucked a majority of the time and she definitely didn’t miss it, but the one positive that came from it was it made camp and training significantly easier. She didn’t enjoy it like Trinity, but she understood its importance. [color=bd1664]"Do we need to start running drills?"[/color] she teased and bumped the toe of her shoe against his leg.

Mason smirked, mind immediately thrown to a particular set of drills he could do with Andy. [color=b45f06]"I’ll do anything you want,"[/color] he said, voice dripping with suggestion over submission.

A small, mischievous smile grew warm and unbidden at his comment, along with the hidden meaning that lingered beneath it, tantalizing and teasing in its implication. [color=bd1664]"If I knew all I had to do was sleep with you to get you to be so… [i]accommodating[/i], I would have done it a long time ago."[/color] She held his gaze as a quiet, playful laugh filled the space between them.

Shifting their conversation into… [i]safer[/i] territories so his thoughts didn't run away with him, he started thinking about his genuine performance on the course. His fairly lousy performance. [color=b45f06]"I wanted to push Nelly so bad,"[/color] was the next confession to leave his lips, laughing once. [color=b45f06]"Constant…"[/color] He couldn’t even pin what her outfit was. [i]Neon? Disco themed?[/i] [color=b45f06]"[i]That[/i] in your vision is distracting."[/color] Mason’s eyes found the daughter of Hermes in the stands with ease as if emphasizing his point.

He rubbed his hand along Andy’s leg without pressure, without thought, like it was the most natural thing in the world. But the moment he actually laid eyes on her legs, he drifted his hand slower, relishing in the touch. Mason looked up at Andy with a smirk. [color=b45f06]"Though, you’d be far more distracting."[/color] He inched his hand higher up her thigh over her shorts, curving his fingers towards her inner thigh and rested there. She didn’t have to worry. He could behave himself… [i]for now.[/i]

A small snort of a laugh slipped out as her gaze followed his toward the bright colored beacon. [color=bd1664]"Still better than her rambling,"[/color] she commented quietly so no one other than him heard. The girl was harmless, but a gossip. After catching the daughter of Hermes whispering about her personal life, Andy has given her a bit of a cold shoulder. While a lot of what she went through was common knowledge, a person who gossips about her behind her back was not the type of person Andy wanted to befriend.

Her attention fell to Mason’s hand as he gently, openly stroked her leg. Her head tilted to the side slightly while her gaze trailed up his muscular arm, across his broad shoulders, along the side of his neck, up to his strong jaw and breathtaking eyes. He had always been handsome, but there was something about the tenderness he reserved for only her and how unapologetically he desired her that heightened it. His touch was gentle and innocent enough, but still sent a shiver down Andy’s back. As his fingers curved tauntingly closer her breath hitched as a wave of warmth ran down her body. She held his gaze, raising a brow temptingly. [color=bd1664]"You have no idea how distracting I can be,"[/color] she teased quietly while brushing the tip of her finger along the back of his arm.

[color=b45f06]"Somehow, I don’t think that’ll take much convincing,"[/color] he replied, looking her over fondly. [color=b45f06]"But you can always show me,"[/color] he challenged, an easy smirk gracing his usual brooding features. He knew there would be plenty of time for that because Andy was his now. The bad ass, annoyingly persistent, minotaur riding girl that he yearned for before he even acknowledged it was his. And he wouldn’t let her forget it.

Her head lulled slightly to the side as her smirk grew. [color=bd1664]"[i]Patience,[/i]"[/color] she mused softly, letting his mind do with that as he’d like.

A nagging thought entered his mind while watching different groups run like a live sporting event he didn’t want to attend. Particularly when the children of Aphrodite took the field. There was one girl in a [i]right[/i] suit that he literally turned away from, looking around the stands, and hiding his face in the side of Andy’s cheek and neck. But he found the motivation to look back by watching Wes struggle. He bumped Andy lightly. [color=b45f06]"Anyone I should watch out for?"[/color] He teased, though his hand squeezed her thigh possessively.

Andy leaned in closer to him, the side of her body pressed against his as she rested her chin on his shoulder. [color=bd1664]"[i]Oh,[/i] I don’t know… Have any new brothers?"[/color] she whispered with a mischievous grin.

Mason experienced a cocktail of emotions in her response. The first being disbelief before realizing she was teasing back. He pressed his tongue to his cheek through a smile and nodded. [color=b45f06]"Ok. Alright. So that’s how it’s gonna be?"[/color]

Andy snorted before a laugh, light and unguarded, fluttered to life. She sat up slowly, resting her chin on his shoulder with a guilty, but amused smile. [color=bd1664]"You are [i]far[/i] too serious."[/color] She giggled, shaking her head in playful disbelief.

All he could do was shake his head too, embarrassed to be outed for being so serious. He wasn’t keeping track of groups or time, looking on with an absent mind and disinterest. The only saving grace was Andy. But he tuned into the course when the daughter of Ares and Daniel hit the field. Trinity didn’t breeze through all obstacles exactly, but she plowed through willing all the obstacles to get out of the way. Mason cocked his head slightly and smiled. An unyielding fire resided in her still, despite the son of Aphrodite.

Mason glanced at Andy first with a knowing smile that their mutual friend would kick the course’s ass, then let his gaze drift to Wes, smug expression clear: [i]‘You’re never going to keep up with that. You’re letting her down.’[/i] Sure enough, she crossed first, others finishing up behind her. Daniel didn’t look like he was lagging in real time but there was a gap. And a nasty little crash at the end. He risked a glance for Andy’s expression.

She had been watching the last group run with more interest considering it included her best friend and brother. To absolutely no surprise Trinity barrelled through the course making it her bitch, while making everyone else look like amateurs. Daniel was struggling to keep up but he wasn’t doing bad. But then he slipped… Andy gasped, sitting bolt upright, watching as he fell in slow motion. She winced when he hit the ground and held her breath waiting for him to get up, move, [i]something.[/i]

Daniel got up eventually and crossed the line which Mason took some assurance in and he hoped Andy did too. 

[I]Now that surely had to be everyone…?[/i]

[color=bd1664]"Little shit stresses me out."[/color] Andy exhaled deeply, pinching the bridge of her nose between her fingers as she watched Daniel walk to the stands nursing his back. She contemplated checking on him, but when she noticed him seeking comfort from Evelyn—a development she didn’t really know about—she figured she could fuss over him later and maybe force him to visit the girl that was running around healing people.

With no more groups left, River took some time to write or take notes or do whatever gym teacher type of shit he was doing on his clipboard, before stepping forward to address them all once again. Andy was a little surprised to hear her name called in what would have been fourth place. It wasn’t a competition and she didn’t approach it like it was, but she couldn’t fight the small swell of pride that blossomed inside her. Being able to keep up with Ares' kids and River gave her a boost in confidence knowing that maybe she could have passed as the leader if Poseidon wasn’t forcing his way in. 

Once dismissed and their names weren’t called to stay back, Mason rose to his feet instantly, taking Andy with him. He put a hand on the small of her back pressing lightly for her to lead the way out of the arena briskly. He ushered her towards other goals. Like reaching the privacy of his own cabin. 

A startled, but playful gasp slipped out as Andy was pulled to her feet. Mason didn’t wait a second to start herding her out of the arena, which was definitely hot and made a tickle of anticipation twist inside her, but—[color=bd1664]"Our jackets,"[/color] she laughed, pointing behind him toward the bench. She slipped around him, letting her hand brush along his abdomen near the waistband of his pants in a soft, tempting touch as she passed. It only took a second before she returned to him, pressing his coat to his chest. [color=bd1664]"I can’t have you dying of hypothermia on the way…"[/color]

A low grumble emerged from his throat, even when Andy was being completely practical, waiting for her to get her cute ass in front of him again. [color=b45f06]"No, I suppose we wouldn’t want that."[/color] He closed his hand around the coat and waved her onward for the second attempt at leaving.

Mason walked close enough behind her that his chest was inches from her back, hoping his weight and needing presence urged her forward. [color=B45F06]"Don’t make eye contact with anyone,"[/color] he said lowly to her. He was fully willing to crash into her if she stopped for anything and drag her there himself.

Andy had pulled on her jacket and started leading them toward the exit, as he wanted, when she heard his voice, deep and commanding from behind her. A handful of words and his husky tone was enough to ignite her desires and tempt her into frustrating him further. She spun around to face him, walking backwards beneath the arena’s archway as she held Mason’s gaze. A playful glint sparkled in her eyes as she let the space between them shrink until her chest brushed his, but never sacrificed pace. [color=bd1664]"Or what?"[/color] she taunted him before seizing her bottom lip between her teeth.

As they approached the threshold of white winter cold, Mason slid on his coat, settling into the fabric when Andy decided to give him some serious sass. Mason stilled. If she was testing his limits already and thought she’d get mercy because they had ran a shitty course… He straightened out her winter layers tenderly making sure her jacket was secure, then in a swift motion dipped down and threw her over his right shoulder, securing her legs with one arm locked around them.  

Andy let out a startled gasp as she was swept off her feet. Her airy laugh echoed throughout the narrow arched hallway that passed beneath the stands, leading back out toward the rest of camp. While she could have fought him, [i]if she wanted[/i], there was something incredibly… [i]hot[/I] about all of it. So far be it for her to stop him. Instead she lazily, and happily, bobbed with every step he took, at one point even giving into her impulses and gave his bottom a little smack. It was [i]right[/i] there after all. 

Happily, he carried Andy to his cabin, turning his occupied shoulder away so his free hand could pivot the door handle open. Mason shoved the door closed right behind them before placing Andy down. [color=b45f06]"You forget, I don’t have to be patient with you anymore."[/color] He had said it lightly enough, even with the hint of a small smile pulling at his lips, but underneath it was filled with promise and warning. Mason didn’t have patience. He didn’t have to tolerate her excessive teasing, hot outfits or otherwise anymore. Her only saving grace was that there was such a thing as public decency and he didn’t want to overwhelm her or give her the impression he was only with her for her body. 

Mason’s lips swooped down on hers irresistibly and slowly guided her further into his cabin as his hands cupped her face. His kiss quickly grew into something more. Something hungry and full of longing like he hadn’t had her last night, but been deprived of her. His nose gently exhaled against her, caught for breath but unwilling to part from her. He removed his coat that he had come to find unnecessary with the new heat taking over the cabin, letting it fall to the floor. 

The corner of Andy’s lips curved into something more mischievous when he set her down. [color=bd1664]"Maybe I like you this way,"[/color] she confessed, her voice soft but needy in a way it could only be in the privacy of his cabin. If he hadn’t closed the space between them as swiftly as he did, the likelihood of her jumping him was rising with every passing second. Her lips met his, matching his desperation and fervor with every kiss. Her breaths grew heavy as she quickly pulled her own jacket off and tossed it aside somewhere she could worry about… [i]later.[/i] 

Mason managed to draw back letting their breaths mingle as he remained close, eyes falling to her body while his hands clutched her waist. [color=b45f06]"About that shower…"[/color] He gestured to his bathroom. [color=b45f06]"I’ll be right behind you."[/color] Mason tapped her behind again encouragingly.

By no means was he dismissing the idea of sex or her at all, but he wanted to make his cabin a little more…tidy. For afterwards when they were cuddling or talking and she could observe and scrutinize his cabin.

Andy had already curled her fingers around the hem of his shirt and started inching it up his torso when Mason pulled away. She groaned, looking up at him with a devious glint behind her eyes that said, if just for a moment, she was contemplating not listening to him… Not even remotely. She squinted before reluctantly letting go of his shirt with a frustrated sigh. [color=bd1664]"[i]Fine,[/i]"[/color] she grumped, holding his gaze intently as she slipped off one shoe and left it on the ground in front of him. She then turned around, took a step toward the bathroom and slipped off the other shoe, then one sock, and the other. Until finally, in the doorway to the bathroom, she pulled off her shirt and made a show of dropping it on the ground, while keeping her back to him. If he was going to make her suffer through waiting, then so could he. [color=bd1664]"Don’t take too long,"[/color] she warned him before disappearing into the other room.

He looked down at the shoe she slipped off in front of him then up at Andy, who pointedly left a small trail and tease of what he dared to delay. Her top came off and Mason swallowed heavily, taking one hypnotized heavy step towards her before remembering why he sent her in first. No, he could see her later. Literally in a minute. 30 seconds if he was fast.


She made her way over to the shower, turning on the hot water so it could get up to temperature while she undressed—or [i]finished[/i] undressing. Andy hooked her fingers in the waistband of her shorts, pulling them off and leaving them on the ground off to the side. As she stood back up, she looked over toward the shelves along the wall, noting the singular body wash and 2-in-1 shampoo. Without giving it much thought, she waved her hand, conjuring her usual products along the shelf beside his. Seeing the contrast between the bright colored bottles and his black ones gave her pause, just for a second. It was something so small, but often seen as a subtle symbol of two lives slowly merging. She wasn’t sure if Mason would even notice or care, but she couldn’t fight the unabashedly content smile that grew at the sight. Before she could overthink something so simple, she stepped into the shower and beneath the warm water.

It wasn’t until he heard the water running he unfroze and scurried around his cabin to throw out his ashtray. Fuck it, he could get another one or smoke outside. He found his pack of cigarettes sitting on a table and jammed them in his bedside drawer. He collected clothes still sticking out of his closet from attempting to find something last night, and threw or kicked them back in. He gave a quick look around and was satisfied that his cabin looked slightly more presentable for Andy, aside from her own clothes strewn about, but that was worn as a badge of honor.

Now, all that was left was to join his girlfriend. Mason stripped, leaving his clothes in a heap before entering the bathroom. He silently stepped up to her. Opposed to the heat and urgency he showed before, he seemed to regain some sense of control all the while his eyes took [i]all[/i] of her in. Imagination never did it justice. [color=b45f06]"Trust me?"[/color]

Andy was standing beneath the water, letting it cascade over her body, removing the sweat and grit from training while dampening her hair. She ran her hands over her face and opened her eyes at the sound of his voice, finding him standing before her. [color=bd1664]"Of course,"[/color] she replied with a smile and a soft laugh at the absurdity of his question.

He kissed her tenderly, lips lingering in gratitude and assurance then took her hips and spun her around gently. His arm slowly wrapped around her core to steady her while his free hand tipped her chin back, sure her face avoided the stream of water. He bowed his head forward to kiss her earlobe, spotting some extra splash of color against his shelves and typical products. Mason smiled against her ear with a low hum. [color=b45f06]"You making yourself at home?"[/color] He kissed as close to her mouth as she allowed. He pressed his body flush against hers as his hand travelled south, drifting below her navel and settling between her thighs.

She melted into his kiss like it was where she had always belonged, like the world didn’t make sense until they were together. Andy heeded his guidance as he turned her, bodies molding together as one where his chest met her back. One of her hands wrapped around his arm while the other reached over her shoulder to hook around the back of his neck and entangled her fingers in his hair. Her smile returned, followed by a laugh that was lost beneath the falling water and heavy breaths. She went to reply but other sounds fell from her lips in the absence of words, and they were quickly lost in each other’s embrace beneath a cloud of steam.[/color][/justify][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]

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