Nico threw his head back, moaning, his hips rocking slightly, his hot breath coming in little puffs of white that fogged the window.
Percy looked up at his angel, draped in the soft light of the winter sun that managed to pierce the clouds. His hands tightened on Nico's hips, a moan being drawn from his own lips as Nico bent down to kiss him.
All heat, all passion, pleasure and pain. Their fingers were so hot, roaming like brands over each other's skin. Their thoughts were a hymn, echoed over and over, "Mine…"
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