It was a beautiful morning! Percy could say that for the first time in a long time. He finally had purpose again! He would just sit and watch passively as the world turned no more! There was no doubt in his mind that he could remind Nico of who he was. The only thing that was bothering him was how he was gonna execute that. He had never been much of a planner and at that moment it freaked him out. His gut was telling him that he had to destroy whatever Nico had become in order to rebuilt him again, the right way. That very though made him so nervous his hairs were standing on end. If he did that then that would prove his own suspicion of being a monster. Regardless, if that in the long run would do the Ghost King good, he was ready to do it!
He looked at himself in the mirror. He looked good. The simple short sleeved, white and pale blue checkered dress shirt framed his torso and showed off his toned arms and the tight, navy ankle pants hugged his long legs and perky butt. He tucked his shirt in and undid the first button deciding it was a better look. The black moccasins-no socks combo did justice to his ankles and his slicked side bangs looked amazing, healthy and shiny. The haircut was a little bit dated, he admitted but he liked it and was sure Nico would appreciate it, at least the Nico he had known!
Anyway he decided that even though his plan was drastic, the first step could be something small. He bought an expensive brownish black leather jacket with dark bronze skulls, filigree and spider webs embossed all over it. The patters were protruding, almost 3D and realistic enough to make you wanna touch them but whimsical enough to give you a happy smile. He folded it neatly and placed it in a simple cardboard box, not wanting it to draw to much attention. Next stop: Nico's porch!
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Will just came back home from the infirmary. He was pleased to be able to call cabin 13 home. It had taken a while but Chiron had finally allowed campers in serious relationships to move in together. He opened the door and his jaw dropped. There was Nico wearing a dark, leather biker jacket.
"Where did you get that?"- asked the blond, aggressively concerned.
"Someone left it at the front door"- explained the son of Hades.
"Lose it!"- said the healer, borderline demanding.
"Will, what's wrong?"- asked the Italian, confused.
"What's wrong?! Nico, it took a long time to get you where you are today, do you want to do down that same road again?!"- yelled the son of Apollo, fuming of rage.
"Whoa Will! Calm down! You're over-reacting. It's just a stupid jacket!"- replied the olive skinned demigod.
"In that case you won't miss it!"- said the blue eyed boy, stubbornly.
"Fine, if that gets you to stop acting like this..."- said the Ghost King, took off the jacket and threw it in the trash can.
"Good! Now let's watch a sitcom!"- said Will and turned on the TV.
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Later that night while Will was sleeping Nico got up. Knowing that his boyfriend was diurnal he figure most of camp was still awake. He took the jacket out of the trashcan and though of who might have sent it. It looked like genuine leather which couldn't have been cheep. So there was only one person he knew who would spend so much money for him, despite his change of style.
He went to cabin three and knocked on the door. Percy grinned as he heard the knock and unlocked the door. Nico froze at the sight of the sea prince only wearing the figure hugging outfit he had previously chosen for himself.
"Can I help you?"- smirked the son of Poseidon.
The Italian shook his head to get rid of any distracting thoughts, showed the jacket and said: "Hi Perce, did you sent this?"
"Yeah, do you like it?"- asked the green eyed demigod.
"I do but I can't keep it."- replied the son of Hades.
"Why not?"- asked Percy.
"Perce, this is something that reminds me of a time in my life when I wasn't in the best place."- explained the Ghost King.
"But you do want it!"- Percy pointed out.
"That's not the point! Just because you want something, it doesn't mean it's good for you!"- said the son of Hades. At that moment Nico felt the older boy's full lips against his own.
"Percy what are you doing?"- asked Nico, backing off.
"Tell me Neeks, what would have happened after your confession if I said that I had feeling for you?"- asked the raven haired demigod, sounding like he already knew the answer.
"Percy don't go there!"- the Italian begged.
"Would you have even considered Will as a potential love interest?"- the son of Poseidon was persistent.
"Perce, stop! What I have with Will is secure, it keeps me grounded, happy and safe."- Nico replied defensively.
"But you don't want safe! And simple happy doesn't interest you anymore after all you've been through. You wish for purpose!"- Percy mused running his hand through the side of the younger demigod's hair.
"Alright mister! You know me so well? What is it that I want?"- the dark eyed boy crossed his arms.
"You want a love that consumes you! You want passion, adventure, even maybe a little bit of danger!"- Percy said with a smug smile.
Nico was paralyzed! He couldn't reply! Anything that he'd say would be a lie and he would only be lying to himself. Percy smiled predatorily and pulled him in for another kiss and this time Nico's mind forgot what the word resistance meant.
He kissed back, gave Percy access to his mouth, battled his tongue and eventually let the sea prince shove his tongue down his warm throat. The kiss itself was so playful, so passionate that he melted in the older boy's embrace. It felt so warm, so inviting, just like the place he belonged. That's when Will Solace became just another meaningless name to the Ghost King.
He proceeded to unbuttoning the older boy's shirt and watched the hot body in awe as Percy took it off. He drooled over the toned pecs, sculpted shoulders and defined abs. He wanted to trace all of them with his tongue and then he noticed the tent in those tight pants. He had a matching one in his own and the interesting part was he didn't give a damn about the immorality of their situation. All he wanted was to feel Percy's warm body against his own.
The son of Poseidon picked him up in his strong arms, bridal style and carried him to his bed. The Italian blushed. He had to admit, there was something about being held in a man's arms that made him warm inside.
Having placed his soon-to-be lover on the bed Percy removed the eyesore know as camp shirt off his body.
"Much better!"- smirked the sea prince.
"Actually no! There's still way too much clothing involved.
"Speaking up to get what you want! Good for you!"- the son of Poseidon praised him before removing their pants, underwear and shoes. He climbed on top of the younger boy and gave him a peck before moving down to his fun parts. He applied some lube all over his fingers and brought them to Nico's pink pucker. He thrust one finger in making Nico hiss. He moved it around and round in circular motions making the son of Hades pant as he felt shivers go across his spine. He hadn't even noticed when Percy had thrust another finger in and began scissoring him. He moaned as his cock which was nearly identical to Percy's masterpiece achieved full hardness. Percy added another finger just to be on the safe side.
"Percy, please!"- whined the olive skinned demigod.
"Speak up Neeks! What do you want?"- demanded the older boy.
"You! Inside me!"- Nico yelled. He didn't even begin to be bothered by the fact that Percy had used his nickname.
The raven hared demigod removed his fingers, slicked his pulsing dick up and shoved it inside the younger demigod's hungry hole. Nico yelped at the stretch. He could barely feel his legs and his insides felt like they were being torn in half. After giving the boy a few minutes to adjust to the feeling of being full, Percy began ramming into him. Nico let out deep groans as he felt Percy's warm member brush against his walls. The moment he hit the prostate the Italian's toes curled. Suddenly, he felt like he had lied to Percy, life was bliss! His eyes watered, his heart was pounding in excitement, awaiting the next thrust and his whole body was sweating and trembling of delight. A few more thrusts from the boy he had wanted since he had been ten was even to transform Nico into a moany, panting mess. Percy's heavy balls hit his juicy ass and the erotic sound was echoing throughout the cabin, the bed was squeaking as it rocked back and forth, mimicking the sea prince's powerful thrusts.
Nico locked his ankles at Percy's waist pushing him deeper inside him. His hole clenched around the older boy's shaft and soon they were both over the edge. Nico moaned his lover's name and came all over his abs. The sight of the white, sticky substance covering the panting boy's stomach was enough to make him fill the tight ass. The son of Hades was aware of what they were doing but having Percy's warmth inside him made all his worries seem small so he gave in and exhausted, he went out cold.