Just a little Percico ficket.
I can just see Nico being a little rebel with the drinking thing.
©Rick Riordan
©Scarlett Dove
Wine and Whiskey
Percy doesn't know how it got to this point.
Nico just decided to pop in during Jason and Piper's engagement party. Which is how Percy found out that Nico and Piper are friends, which was as much of a shocker to everyone it seemed. So just "popping in" probably isn't the right word for it, but oh well.
Anyways, since many of them were legal, alcohol was involved. Nico wasn't one of the legal ones.
His first drink was taken away by Hazel, which was followed by a lecture that Nico just blew off.
His second drink was taken away Mr. D as the party was held at Camp.
His third one was taken away by Annabeth with an affectionate smile and shake of the head.
The drinks were at least always half empty when they were taken away.
And after Nico just seemed to disappear. He was last spotted talking to Piper. They all figured he had left, the Stoll's joked that maybe he went to find a place he could actually drink without them being pulled away. Hazel didn't appreciate the joke.
Sometime after that, Percy, being the water enthusiast he is, went to the lake to have some time alone and away from the party. And he was rather surprised when he found Nico there with an empty bottle of wine and a half empty bottle of whiskey and just sprawled out on the dock having what seemed to be little party that Percy definitely planned to crash.
And here's the thing about Nico; he changed. A lot. And Percy definitely appreciated it.
The boy, now man grew a fair amount, he almost was as tall as Percy, save a few inches. Most of his height was in his very long legs, which he liked to wear extremely tight pants with. And unlike most of the male demi-gods – and female – he was very boney, still quite toned, but more on the willowy side.
Percy always expected the already thin kid to be a thin man, but he never expected for him to turn out so nice- oh fuck it all, sexy as fucking Hades.
And Nico's joy for his oh so tight pants and sleeveless, cut up tank tops, that showed off his collar bone oh-so-nicely.
Though Nico's reason for covering himself in tattoos were too far off for Percy to understand why he'd cover his flawed skin in ink.
And his face. Oh sweet mother of the gods, his face. His smoldering eyes were lined with smudged kohl. His cheekbones were fucking perfect. Those lip rings just begged for them to be tugged on. And the way his long shaggy black hair fell in his face was so fucking perfect.
Percy may or may not have had a few drinks.
Percy ogled Nico as he stretched like a cat, showing off his body perfectly.
Who knows how long he watched.
Nico didn't seem to mind.
Not one bit.
So now, Percy had one Nico di Angelo pressed up against his cabin wall as they ripped each other's clothes off all the while kissing each other rather fiercely.
Percy doesn't know if it's the alcohol or if it's his luck that decided to show up at the most perfect time. But he'll be damned to Hades if he's stopping now.
And all he knows right now is that the feeling of Nico's nails scratching his back is the hottest thing he's ever felt and Nico's flushed, sweat covered body arching up to Percy's is the most erotic thing he's ever seen and his own name falling from the wine and whiskey drenched lips of Nico di Angelo is the most perfect sound in the world.
And he doesn't regret one single moment.
Hope you liked it!
That was fun to write. The idea just kind of popped upon me!
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Scar :}