It was beautiful. Millie would have to say that this was the most vivid dream she had ever had. As in most dreams, she can't remember how she ended up on the balcony of a magnificent beach house looking out upon the beautiful sunset above the ocean. Sighing, she placed her elbows on the railing resting her chin on her interlocking fingers, just enjoying the view while it lasted. That was another odd thing about this particular dream; she knew it was a dream. Being there on the balcony, felt just as real to her as the lava did on the wall climb that morning, the lava that singed her arm hair and had her smelling like burnt hair all day.
Millie's brown hair was braided down the back, ending mid back, as her blue-green eyes looked across the ocean. Millie had been watching the sunset for only a few minutes when she heard someone sighing next to her. Standing next to her was Nico, staring out over the ocean. This wasn't a distorted version of Nico, as most dreams tend to be, with vague images and odd perceptions. This was her friend Nico as she knew him, with his jet black hair and handsome features, although she would never let him know that.
She met him during her first summer at camp half blood. It was the first summer after the big war against Kronos. She was claimed by her mother, Athena, at the beginning of the school year, and after having a long and tearful discussion with her father, it was decided that the following summer she would go to camp and train with the other demigods.
It was through her half sister Annabeth that she met Nico. They didn't hit it off immediately, only hanging out or talking when Annabeth and Percy were around. It was during her first capture the flag, when she had gotten lost in the woods working on border patrol, that they became true friends. Unsure about her abilities, only being at camp for one week, she begged Annabeth to put her in the least likely place to be spotted, where it wasn't even remotely likely to be intercepted by the other team. Annabeth did excellent, because Millie didn't see a single person for over an hour. She knew the game had been over for a while, and she enjoyed the nature quite a bit, so she wasn't too nervous about being lost in the woods; she just hoped that someone would notice her absence and send somebody to find her. She was following the stream looking for familiar land marks hoping something would jump out at her. She just wasn't expecting that something to be Nico.
Startled by his sudden appearance, Millie let out a high pitched squeal before landing flat on her backside in the shallow stream. Nico busted up laughing while Millie threatened that if he told anyone that she squealed like a little girl that he would regret it in the morning, because it was not demigod like for a daughter of Athena to squeal like a little girl. He promised to keep her secret safe as helped her out of the stream, but he did not promise not to tease her about it every chance he got for the rest of the summer.
They became good friends after that moment, talking to each other even when Annabeth and Percy weren't around. And it was somewhere over the course of the summer that Millie started to fall for Nico. Even though Nico tended to be a little on the creepy side, being the son on Hades and all, she still couldn't wait to see him for sword lessons in the afternoons, enjoying his company more than she should for just being friends.
When the end of the summer rolled around she almost told him how she felt, knowing it was going to be another ten months before she saw him again. She can now say that that was the single most awkward goodbye in her entire life. Backing out at the very last second, she gave Nico a hug instead, startling him quite a bit with her unusually affectionate gesture.
They exchanged several letters over the course of the school year; she told him the most exciting stories of school, which by any standards weren't really exciting, while Nico shared stories of his travels to the Underworld. She was even startled to receive a few Iris messages, especially the first time, since she had never received one before. She felt giddy after every one, hoping that maybe he missed her as much as she missed him.
It was nearing summer once again and Millie couldn't wait to see Nico again, as well and all of her other friends at camp, but she was definitely missing Nico. She managed to embarrass herself horribly when he greeted her at the camp entrance as she ran up to him and gave him what many people interpreted as a somewhat romantic hug, the kind where the girl momentarily leaves the ground engulfing the guy in a hug with a ridiculous smile on her face. He gladly returned the hug, completely aware of the stares the two were receiving, and he didn't care one bit.
Nico's feelings for Millie had also changed over the school break. He didn't even notice his own feelings until a week after the campers left and he realized exactly how much he missed her company. After spending a restless night in his cabin, he had sent his first letter the next day. He was more than ready to see her again, he just wasn't quite ready for her enthusiasm to see him, which gave him a tiny bit of hope, that maybe he was more than just a friend to her. He also wasn't quite ready for how much she would change over the school year. She had always been pretty, being the daughter of a goddess and all, but she was beginning to become the beautiful woman she was destined to be. As well as growing several curves that were not so pronounced the summer before, and if she hadn't ended the hug when she did, he was going to have to remove himself to his cabin until he could cool off. He was a hormonal teenager after all.
It was now three weeks into the summer session and Nico was already starting to develop some plans on how to approach the situation of becoming more than just friends. Nico had gone to bed a little later than usual, after taking care of a few issues that a certain daughter of Athena seemed to be causing recently during his shower. And Nico was having the strangest dream ever, standing on a balcony with Millie. It wasn't uncommon for Nico to be dreaming about Millie, but it was usually a more intimate situation with a lot less clothing.
"This is a really weird dream," Nico mumbled to himself after releasing a heavy sigh.
Millie turned toward Nico with a slightly startled look on her face before asking, "What?"
"This is a really weird dream?" Nico answered in a questioning tone, looking back at Millie.
"You're having a weird dream?" she asked, gesturing toward Nico.
"Yeah," Nico replied looking at Millie a little strange.
"I'm having a weird dream," gesturing toward herself.
"What?" Nico asked.
Millie, realizing that they weren't getting anywhere, tried to explain her situation as best she could getting a little flustered in her confusion. "I'm having a dream right now. This is my dream, I don't know how I know, but I know I'm dreaming right now."
Nico, turning completely toward Millie and resting his elbow in the railing, and giving Millie a smirk said, "But I'm dreaming."
Millie gave Nico a look of complete loss, "But…how."
And at this Nico gave a light laugh, shaking his head a little at her inability to handle strange situations.
"Stop laughing at me, this isn't funny. Something weird is going on here and we need to figure it out," she told Nico sternly, "what if this is the work of Morpheus, you know he never did return back to Zeus' side completely."
Nico looked at Millie thoughtfully, "I don't know, this doesn't really feel like Morpheus' work," gesturing toward the scenery, "he's a bit more sinister than sunsets on the beach." Nico finished, giving Millie a goofy grin.
"You're right, I'm not sure what I was thinking," shaking her head to herself, "this 'first time shared dream experience' thing is kinda freaking me out a bit."
"I've noticed," Nico said laughing at her.
"Shut it," Millie said, giving Nico a shove in the shoulder, with him laughing at her the whole time. "Why aren't you a little more freaked out?"
"I dunno," Nico said with a shrug, "were on the balcony of a beach house, overlooking the ocean during a sunset. If we were dreaming about being locked in a dungeon chained to the walls, I might be a little worried."
"I guess," she said after a moment, looking back toward the sunset, "I wonder how long we've been dreaming?"
"Who knows, time in dreams always seems quicker than in real life," Nico replied also looking toward the sunset.
"So what now?" asked Millie.
Nico turned to reply, but before he could get his sentence out the dream began to shift. It was beginning to feel more like a dream to Millie now, with the vague images and slight confusion before her surroundings returned with the same clarity as before, except that she was no longer on the balcony overlooking the sunset. She was sitting on a couch, in what she could only assume was the inside of the beach house, in a very awkward situation. She wasn't exactly sitting on the couch so much as leaning against the arm sitting sideways, with a very energetic, bare-chested Nico settled between her thighs. She had no control whatsoever over the situation, even if secretly she didn't want to change much at all, but Nico might question her later for it if she didn't. It was like a first person view of a very naughty movie with complete sensory abilities. Nico was currently nibbling on a very sensitive spot of her neck that she didn't even know she had. She suddenly became aware of her own lack of clothing, only being covered in, what she thought and didn't actually own, was a sexy, deep purple lace covered bra and panty set. Nico was only slightly more covered, wearing a pair of belted, dark, low rise jeans.
"Nico?" Millie asked, trying to get some clarity on the situation. It took her several seconds to get this single word across her lips. It was like those dreams where she had to say something, to save someone or say something important, and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't get it out, it was very frustrating.
Nico pulled away from her for a moment, a look of struggling on his face and she knew he was having the same trouble that she was, having no control over the situation at all. "I…I can't…" he managed after several seconds before leaning down and giving her the best kiss of her life. Granted there wasn't much comparison, because the only kiss of her life was bound to be the best as well. There was none of that 'gently asking for entrance with his tongue,' because they went straight to business. Millie was searching, exploring Nico's mouth with much more confidence than she would have normally had in this type of situation. Somewhere along the way, her hands ended up tangled in Nico's hair, gently scraping his scalp, which he seemed to enjoy quite a bit if the his quiver that followed was any indication.
They continued kissing, vigorously exploring, enjoying the gentle battle between their tongues before Millie began kissing down Nico's jaw, heading toward his neck in desperate search of his own sensitive spots. After fighting with herself for a very long minute, she managed to pull away long enough to mutter, "I know, " desperately trying to let Nico know that she understood completely his inability to take control of this particular situation, which she was grateful for.
She continued her exploration of Nico's neck, just above his pulse point, before he let out a low gurgled moan that sent shivers all the way to her core. It was the most arousing sound she had ever heard a man make. Millie nipped just a little harder, before sucking hard on that same spot, and she was rewarded with a sudden gasp as Nico arched forward, grinding hard between Millie's thighs. They both let out a gasp at this and Nico repeated to movement, looking into Millie's eyes, knowing he couldn't stop and neither could she. They began kissing once again, Millie's hands finding their way from Nico's hair, to travel down his smooth back, gently dragging her nails along the way. Nico gave a muffled moan that vibrated through the kiss, only intensifying the situation.
Nico continued his grinding, moving a hand from its resting place on the couch arm, to slowly make it way to Millie's right breast. As he gently cupped the cloth covered breast, slightly kneading the flesh, he realized it was much softer than he had expected it to be. Somewhere in the back of Nico's mind, he found it odd that his first sexual experience wasn't technically even real.
Millie realized that the intensity of the situation, specifically Nico's grinding, was increasing and Millie knew Nico was getting close, as was herself. They had stopped kissing for lack of oxygen and Nico began grunting with each thrust forward.
Millie glanced up, catching Nico's eyes, seeing the intensity and longing that they held, when she suddenly sat bolt upright in her bed, back in the Athena cabin, breathing heavily looking around in confusion. She had a throbbing between her legs she never felt before, not even when pleasuring herself, that brought the entire dream back to reality.
'That couldn't have been real,' Millie thought to herself, 'could it?'
Millie spent over an hour, tossing around in bed before finally falling back to sleep. She absolutely refused to finish what the dream started in a cabin surrounded by her brothers and sisters.
In another cabin, in the only filled bed, Nico jolted up right breathing heavily thinking through the scene of the most highly erotic dream he had ever experienced. He didn't even think twice before reaching under the waistband of his straining pajama pants to grip his erection. He barely managed three pulls before coming so hard he let out a deep moan before collapsing back onto his bed with his hand still in his pants. He had enough thought to wipe what he could off his hand onto his boxers and removing his hand, before wondering how he could ever face Millie in the morning and then promptly passing out.
Let me know what you think, the good, the bad, and the ugly. This is my first ever fanfiction, and just for clarification, I majored in Mathematics not English (my worst subject) so I apologize for the grammar. It seems to read good to me, so I did the best I could.