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All For the Peerage (Sona Sitri/Percy Jackson)
🕑 Added 2025-10-26 04:12:53 +0000 UTCApologies, but I don't think I'll be able to post tomorrow. In the meantime, vote on what you'd like to see in Part 2 of this! (Poll attached at the end of the chapter)
Sona Sitri adjusted her glasses while looking at the apartment building in front of her. She had crossed the human world, ignoring the complaints of her overprotective older sister, just to reach this place. It felt strange to say. As the heiress of the Sitri clan, she was devil nobility, yet she was going this far out of her way just to add one member to her peerage.
This was all for the sake of Sona’s dream. One day, she was going to open a school to teach young devils the art of the Rating Games. Unlike the resources that existed now, she would even take in low class and reincarnated devils. Sona would train them until they could compete on their own, upending the system of discrimination that had been in place for centuries, where devils were unable to climb the rungs of the social ladder.
To make her dream a reality, Sona needed the strongest peerage possible. There was a demigod here who caught her eye. From the Greek pantheon, he’d been making waves (forgive her, the pun was unintentional) in this corner of the world. That he was a son of Poseidon with power over water, the same as Sona herself, was a coincidence that only made her covet him more.
Sona entered the building and crossed the lobby. She took the elevator upstairs and located the door she was here for. Before she knocked, Sona adjusted her glasses and smoothed out her skirt.
She wasn’t above using her looks to make a better first impression. She was a devil, after all.
Sona finally knocked on the door. It was opened shortly after by a boy that was her age. Sona stared at him.
She’d been planning to use her beauty on him… But it was his handsomeness that struck her first. His black hair was windswept and his tan complexion was unlike the boys in Japan, where Sona usually resided. His tall, muscled frame also exceeded what she was used to. Sona was forced to look up to meet his eyes.
“Hey. Can I help you?” he asked.
“Yes,” Sona said. She shook herself to rid herself of her stupor. “Are you Percy Jackson?”
“Yes…”
Sona flinched. His mannerisms had changed when she said his name. There was something threatening about him now. He was holding a pen. Had he been holding that earlier?
“I have an offer for you.” Sona made herself smile, holding her hands out grandiosely. “What would you say if I told you that eternal life could be yours?”
“I’d say I’d been offered it once before,” Percy said. “I turned it down.”
Sona couldn’t tell if he was joking. That wasn’t the reaction she had been hoping for. “Eternal youth?”
“That was included in the life I turned down,” Percy said.
“Your power would be magnified!” Sona said.
“I’m already powerful enough,” Percy said.
“You… There… You could have as many beautiful women as you wanted!” Sona said.
Percy smirked at her. He leaned through the door, stooping so that he could lower his eyes to be level with hers. “C’mon. Do I strike you as the kind of dude who has problems with women? I’m not sure what you’re selling, but I think I’m good.”
Sona was too distracted by his eyes to answer.
Percy frowned. “Out of curiosity, though… What’s the offer that would bring me all those things.”
“I’m a devil!” In desperation, Sona brought her bat wings out to impress him; Percy’s face barely changed though. “If you become my subordinate, you could be a devil too, and rise to the top of the Underworld!”
“I prefer New York,” Percy said. “Thanks for the offer, though.”
He closed the door.
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After a frustrating rejection like that, Sona wandered back to the lobby of the apartment building and sat in a comfortable chair that was part of the communal space. She was somewhat shell shocked. That had been the stiffest refusal she’d ever gotten. Even worse, Percy wasn’t a student at Kuoh who she could coax and try to win over all year long. Had she just crossed the world for nothing?
She thought through the moves that she could make like the situation was a game of chess. However, she couldn’t find a way to win the game. She couldn’t even think of what play she should make next.
Sona strategized for so long that over an hour passed. Eventually, someone sat down on the couch she was on, doing so right next to her.
“Where are you from?” Percy asked.
Sona looked over to find him, as handsome as ever, looking at her with more interest than before. He no longer felt threatening. It wasn’t that he couldn’t, just that he no longer believed she was any kind of threat.
“I reside in Japan,” Sona said.
Percy whistled. “Did you come all this way just to give me a recruitment pitch?”
“That’s right,” Sona said. “If you know that—”
“I’m still not accepting,” Percy cut her off in a gentle, yet firm, way, smiling in Sona’s direction. “But… I figure I could at least show you around. Want to see New York City?”
Sona felt a bit of hope spark in her heart. A chance to win him over!
“That sounds excellent,” Sona said.
It was only five hours later as Percy described what the city looked like from above when you were on a pegasus, Sona munching a bagel next to him, the two of them sitting in Central Park… That she realized she hadn’t done a single thing to convince him being a devil was worth it. All the same, when they split up that night, her heart beat extra fast as Percy invited her to hang out with him the next day too.
Only because it would be another chance to earn his allegiance. She wouldn’t forget a second time.
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Sona didn’t forget twice; she forgot seven times. A week after she first arrived in New York, she found herself in a bikini at the beach, up to her knees in the water.
For a second, she felt like she should be doing something important… But then Percy splashed her with water. Without thinking, Sona retaliated using magic. He was plunged underwater. When he came up, his muscles were glistening with water and his hair, when wet, somehow looked even better than normal.
Sona knew he was humoring her. She’d seen that, at first, he didn’t get wet at all. He was allowing himself to get soaked so they could play their game. When he started the hostilities, Percy had used his hands to splash her, but this time he used his powers. Sona squealed like an ordinary girl as water hit her from all sides.
The two went back and forth, retaliating with their water abilities. At some point, Sona started giggling hysterically.
LINE BREAK
“The Underworld has better cooks than the human world,” Sona said.
“Counterpoint,” Percy said, “you’re eating THAT fast, so we must be doing something right.”
The two of them were in a slightly upscale Italian restaurant. There was red from pasta sauce around Sona’s lips; she’d been slurping her food up so fast that it was impossible to stay clean.
She raised her napkin now and wiped it off.
Instead of continuing to regale him with the quality of food in the Underworld, Sona noticed that a second serving of garlic bread was arriving at the table. She would keep at it once she’d eaten a bit more. She loaded her plate with bread, all the while Percy looked across the table at her with a mellow, warm smile. When Sona saw him looking, she realized that he looked more handsome than ever.
“Want to show me where you’ve been staying when we finish dinner?” Percy asked.
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“This—MM!—is all—Ah!—an advanced strategy of—MMFF!—persuasion!” Sona said.
“Uh huh,” Percy said, easing the straps of her dress off of her shoulders.
The two of them were in the upscale hotel room that Sona had been residing in during her stay in New York. Percy’s Hawaiian shirt, which was as formal as he was willing to dress for their nice dinner, had already been unbuttoned, the two halves hanging open. Sona looked at his muscles as her dress slid down her body. If such a thing as an 8-pack were possible, Percy possessed one.
Sona put her arms across her chest when she was reduced to a bra and panties. The fact that she showed just as much skin in a bikini at the beach days prior didn’t change that this felt more embarrassing. Percy smiled at her. He didn’t rush Sona, pulling her into a kiss.
Sona closed her eyes and returned the affection of his tongue. She put her hands forward like she was trying to do a pushup, groping Percy’s chest as she did so. Sona didn’t share with him that this was the first time she was kissing a man. That seemed too embarrassing.
As Percy’s tongue worked on Sona’s mouth and his gentlemanly arms circled around her back, holding her close to him without moving things too fast, Sona relaxed into his touch. She lost her shame. Finally, she pushed with her arms and made Percy lean his head away.
Tilting her head to the side, Sona said: “You can touch me.”
Percy had been waiting for exactly this invitation. His hands grabbed her but straightaway. Sona moaned loudly when she felt herself getting groped. Percy kneaded her ass and squeezed it. He slid his hands up her body, then pushed them back down UNDER Sona’s panties. He played with her ass while touching her flesh directly. Sona nearly squirted.
By Lucifer, Percy was not a man to be trifled with.
He started kissing her again, eventually bringing one of her hands up Sona’s back, his finger tips trailing across her skin, until he got to the clasp that held up her bra. Percy undid it. Sona’s bra loosened and was removed seconds later. Instead of being intimidated, Sona pushed on Percy’s shirt. He turned his shoulders so that she could get the shirt off him.
Percy suddenly scooped up Sona like a princess. He carried her to the bed she’d been using, the sheets of which were perfectly made since Sona always cleaned up after herself. Percy dropped her on the bed and admired her body.
Sona was still wearing panties. Outside of that, she was completely naked. No longer feeling embarrassed, she made no move to cover her breasts. They were big for her slim figure. Certainly, they couldn’t compete with those cows Rias and Akeno… But Sona thought her figure had its own kind of charm.
Percy thought so too. His pants grew a bulge when he looked Sona over. More accurately, the bulge that was there became accentuated.
While Sona watched, Percy unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down. He pushed his boxers down at the same time. Percy stood in front of the bed Sona was on and pointed a dragon at her.
No, not a literal dragon. Percy wasn’t a Longinus user; he didn’t even have a sacred gear. He just had an exceptional example of the size a man’s manhood could reach.
“Huge…” Sona whispered.
“Thanks. I get that a lot,” Percy said. He got on the bed, almost throwing himself on top of her. Sona flinched slightly, but he landed gently and avoided hurting her. Soon Percy was kissing her again, one of his hands on her stomach around the bellybutton.
Percy had turned his wrist so that his fingers were pointing down. He slid that hand along Sona’s body until his fingers got to her crotch. There, they went underneath her panties. Before Sona could properly adjust, Percy’s fingers were inside her.
He dug two fingers through her, stimulating her better than she’d ever managed when she masturbated. It was incredible, Percy felt like he knew her own body better than she did. Sona couldn’t help moaning.
“Mmmm! Ahhh… NN!” she exclaimed.
Percy kissed her while he fingered her. Eventually he moved his mouth down and played with her tits instead. He used the hand that wasn’t in Sona’s pussy to squeeze her breasts and pop them up. Then he used his mouth and sucked on them. Sona was astounded by the power that his jaws possessed.
“Yes…” Sona moaned. “I can tell my body is winning you over. What do you say, ready to peer—AGE!”
Sona’s question turned into a scream as she orgasmed all over Percy’s fingers. When he pulled his hand out of her pussy, it was dripping with her juices. Percy smiled at her in a cocky, sweet way.
“Sona, has anyone ever told you that you're cute?” he asked.
“My sister,” Sona blushed, looking away.
The boys who chased her typically used other adjectives. She was beautiful, regal, stunning… never cute. Her ex-fiance, picked out by her family, only ever called her “sexy”. Sona took such pleasure in beating him in a chess match, winning a wager to annul their engagement. She always thought that the only compliments that could fluster her would be ones about her intelligence or moral character. Those were the things she prided herself on, after all.
It turns out, being called cute could turn her into a blushing mess too. It was a completely different proposition to hear something like that from a boy like Percy, who had it all.
“Then I’m saying it now,” Percy said. “You’re cute.”
Sona couldn’t even answer, she was blushing too badly. She lifted her legs and let Percy slide her panties off. Her pussy was already soaked and ready for him.
Percy got between her legs, taking her first time with a man in a missionary position. Sona had read that was the best way for a beginner to start. She shyly looked up at Percy from the corner of her eye while his dick slowly lined up with the entrance to her cunt.
Percy smiled at her and took her virginity in a smooth yet powerful thrust.
The feeling was beyond Sona’s most surefire calculations. She expected pleasure; in its place, she experienced a rush of ecstasy so intense that her body reacted without her mind’s consent.
Her legs shot straight up in the air, sticking up perpendicularly to Percy’s body. Her back arched underneath him and pushed her boobs toward his chest. She made a weird noise: “Nghah!” Her glasses ended up crooked on her face, until Percy—still buried her guts and continuing to thrust—gently fixed them.
Sona’s first orgasm came from looking at the smile on his face.
His dick plowed Sona’s cunt with power that it seemed impossible for a human to have. Sona felt so good that her bat wings shot out of her back. They pressed into the bed and Percy put his hands on them, stroking them while he rearranged Sona’s guts.
PLAM! PLAM! PLAM! PLAM!
Sona didn’t know what to do with her hands. At first she braced them on Percy’s shoulders. After the pounding she was taking became too much, she grabbed the sheets instead, twisting up the top layer they were fucking on top of.
“Who knew devils were this cute?” Percy said. “You’re WAY cuter than empousa are. Once you see through the mist and spot those legs, you wouldn’t want to touch one of those things unless you were seriously drunk. But YOU, Sona… You make it hard to pull out.”
His words awakened something in Sona. Her legs, which had been pointed straight up in the air, shot down and locked around Percy’s hips, doing their best to force him into keeping his dick inside her.
“Don’t,” Sona said in a thick voice. “No pulling out. It’s fine. I won’t get pregnant. Devils aren’t human.”
She orgasmed again as talking about Percy’s cum got her thinking about what it would feel like, and her imagination tipped her over the edge. Less than ten thrusts later, Percy proved that reality was better than anything she could dream up.
Sona felt her womb BLOAT with how much cum he pumped into her. For a second, she wondered if pureblooded devils’ notoriously low fertility rates would save her from being knocked up this time. Greek Gods were notorious for spawning children like no other… Was it possible that the two might cancel out?
Despite having met him less than two weeks ago, Sona found the idea alluring and exciting, not intimidating. If it was Percy… maybe a baby wouldn’t be the worst thing.
Percy looked at Sona underneath him. He planted a hand on her body between her crotch and belly button and pushed down without pulling his dick out. Sona gasped in a scratchy voice. By pushing down, Percy forced her to feel his dick in even greater detail. Meanwhile, the compression forced some of his cum out, pushing the excess semen out of Sona’s slit.
“Are you SURE that’s safe?” Percy asked.
Sona didn’t feel like herself. She was so happy that her usual contained personality was nowhere to be seen. She grinned at him.
“Whether it is or not, what’s done is done now!” Sona said. “Let’s make the most of the night!”
There was no more talk about peerages, or devils, or reincarnation; it was just a man and a woman, locked together, pushing their bodies to the limits. Sona’s pussy had never been so sore as it was when they finished…
And the girl herself had never been so happy.
Part 2?
