The Seven See Percy Shirtless Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Before I fall he has grabbed me and with a forceful tug my shirt is in shreds. Once my balance is restored Mr. Peccati takes a step away from me to inspect his handiwork with a smug smile. I look down at my once good enough shirt to see my body bared for his eyes to see. With a frightful shriek I grab the two sides of my shirt and try to cover me as best as I can. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I stare at him with shock and appallement. His smug smile falls into an angry scowl.

“Two o’clock. That tall guy in the black button-up with broad shoulders. He keeps looking this way.” I grinned, sipping my second drink. “He’s hot, but check out the one by the speakers. Leather jacket, tattoos crawling up his neck. He looks like he could bench press a motorcycle. Martil would hate how much I’m staring.” Percy bursted out laughing. It was a real and full laugh that made my heart swell. “Martil would probably drag you home by your hoodie. Possessive much?” “Extremely. But tonight? These beautiful men can look all they want. We’re not touching. We’re just appreciating the view.”