Part 3

Disclaimer: I only own the plot.

In high school, Nico didn't party much. Sometimes he'd go, but he'd never drink. He almost always had an early practice. In college, it was a little different. Out of season, the team would drink during the nights and swim only the evening practice in the evening. In season, normally they swam morning and evening practices, but their coach decided to give them two solid days off completely a few weeks before conference.

Of course, that meant everyone was drinking.

And Nico hadn't drank in months.

Understandably, he was drunk. He was very drunk despite having spent the last ten minutes dancing on the makeshift dance floor that was so crowded it had him sweating. And Nico never sweated. Or danced.

"Nico!" Came a voice from one of his teammates he was less familiar with. It was Jake Mason. "Nico, I had no idea!"

Nico laughed into his drink. "No idea what?"

"That you're into guys!" Jake clamped a hand down on Nico's shoulder. "I saw you dancing on that guy earlier. Why haven't you come to any of our meetings?"

Nico shrugged. "Busy."

"Yeah, but we have so many great events. Not to mention it's an easy way to meet guys," Jake said. "Here, let me introduce to-,"

"Jake, you flippity fucker," came a voice that sounded like sunlight. Jake and Nico turned to find Will sipping on a mixed drink. "He's gay. Doesn't mean he has to be all loud about it like us."

Nico smiled. "Didn't expect that from you, Solace."

Will beamed, and Nico found when he wasn't actively being a nuisance to society and himself, Will's smile was breath-taking. "I mightttt have asked Jason why you hate me so much."

"Oh. Well, still." Then he frowned. "Wait. That's not why I hate you."

Will stepped closer, or more like stumbled closer, thereby stepping between Jake and Nico. Jake scoffed, muttering something about 'rude hot teammates.'

"Whyyy do you hate me then?" Will asked softly, hand resting on his upper back. His eyes were bright despite the low lighting.

Nico found the question a little invasive, but his mouth felt the urge to tell him why. So he spoke anyways.

"I don't know," Nico shrugged. "I-,"

"I can't hear," Will pouted, and it was so adorable Nico almost wanted it to never go away. He didn't know why he didn't spend more time thinking about Will. He was a full head taller than Nico, tan and buff, and had a gorgeous smile that Nico couldn't stop looking at. "Did you hear me?" Nico shook his head, and then that gorgeous smile popped up again. "Letssee another room!"

"Okay," Nico finished his drink, grabbing another beer as Will lead them upstairs. They found themselves in Michael Yew's room, a much quieter location. Neither of them could find the light switch after a few minutes of drunk fumbling, so they settled themselves against the floor with only the moonlight to guide their eyes to each other. Will was against the wall in front of Michael's bed while Nico was against the bed. It was such a small room their legs touched if they stretched out, so both pulled their knees up to their chests.

"Why did we come in here again?" Will asked.

Nico giggles as he sipped his beer. "You wanted to know why I hate you."

"Oh," Will said. "Why?"

"Because you're hot but you know it," Nico blurted.

Will blusher. "What?"

"I mean, you stripped with no warning on the first day. And I think since then I've always been sort of pissed at you."

Will started giggling. "Why? It doesn't affect you. It's my body."

Nico threw his hands in the air, nearly falling over in the process. He didn't know when the room grew so blurry. "It does too affect me! I have to get out of there fast enough to avoid getting hard everyday."

Will gulped. "You – I'm hot enough to make you hard?"

Nico sipped his beer, debating about whether he should answer or not. Before he could decide, he spoke. "Duh. Look, you're hot. Doesn't mean I'd sleep with you."

Will gasped, scrambling forward onto his knees. "You did not say that."

"I did," Nico challenged, raising an eyebrow as Will inched closer to him on all fours.

"I think you're bluffing."

And if there was one thing Nico was good at, it was winning arguments. "Try me," he smirked without thinking about it.

Will licked his lips, eyes shifting down to Nico's suddenly. Heat ran through his body, and for a second, he thought he'd kiss him.

"First one to finish his drink wins," Will said in a soft voice much lower than before. It sent a shiver through Nico's body, so he climbed to his knees as well. Face to face, they held their cups up. Neither one knew what they'd be winning, but they were both now fully invested.

"Bring it on, Solace."

"3…2..1…go!"

In hindsight, Nico should have checked how much Will had left to drink. While Nico had a full beer left, Will had only a fourth left, but Nico hadn't been paying much attention to that.

"Oh. Damn. You won," Nico said after a long breath.

Will grimaced. "But at what price? I was already drunk!"

Nico shrugged. "You won, so that means you were right."

Will gasped, scrambling forward on his hands and knees with astonishment. "I was right about you bluffing?"

At this point, he was directly in Nico's face and practically in his lap. "Might have to prove it, though. To fully win."

Will faltered. "I…don't know exactly what you mean, but I'm just gonna go for it."

Nico watched with a pleased smile as Will moved forward completely and pressed his lips onto Nico's. It was sloppy, but Nico didn't kiss back any more eloquently. He kissed him back firmly, hands reaching forward and pulling Will closer. Without warning, Will grabbed Nico by the hips and pulled them both down on the floor. He hovered over him as Nico poked his tongue along his lower lip, and that gave him enough courage to finally let his lower body fall onto Nico's.

Nico groaned, not expecting that or the sudden wave of lust that accompanied it. Will smiled into the kiss, so Nico's hands wound their way into his golden curls and tugged firmly.

Will gasped, mouth opening and granting Nico access to move his tongue inside, tasting Will as the boy pressed into him hard. He tasted like cranberries.

"Cranberry and vodka?" Nico muttered, kissing along his jaw as his hands moved down his lower back until he reached the curve of his butt that had been teasing him for months.

"Lucky guess," Will whimpered as Nico sucked a mark into his neck while squeezing his butt. Will's free hand ran down Nico's body, caressing his form before traveling back to unruly hair. "Nico?"

Nico pulled back, eyes dark and unsure why they had stopped. "Will?"

"You know your body…I never meant to insult you the other day," Will fell against him harder, forearms caging his head in as they stared openly at each other in ways that were just unimaginable before. "You're so hot it makes me angry sometimes. Then shit comes out."

Nico snorted, reaching up and pulling their lips together. "Thankss," he slurred slightly as he licked along Will's lip. "You can make up for the shit you say by fucking me…if you want."

Will audibly groaned, head falling against Nico's. "Gods, yes."

Will kissed him back fast, not caring for air or comfort. Their tongues slid along each other's with desperation as Will removed his shirt, helping Nico to remove his own. Nico fell back on the floor with a thud. Before even saying a word, Will stood, pulling Nico with him as they stumbled to the bed.

"Michael's going to kill us," Nico giggled, flipping them around so he straddled his lap. Will's hands instantly landed on his ass.

"Nah. We're practically brothers. He'll like that I'm actually getting laid," Will moaned as Nico rolled his hips. "You know what? We can stop talking about him."

Smirking, Nico leaned down. "First good thing to come out of your mouth tonight, Solace," he whispered into his ear, making Will shudder. As Nico kissed his ear, Will thrust his hips up with a whimper that made Nico want to do the same.

"Fuck, Nico."

Feeling way too tight in his pants, Nico rolled off Will to hurriedly get his pants off, and thankfully Will did the same. His briefs had an obvious tent in them, so Nico really had no restraint against sliding down his body and yanking the briefs off. His cock was hard and large and leaking, making Nico lick his lips. His eyes shot up to Will's blue ones, which were so much darker than normal. Without thinking about it, he kissed up his thighs, sucking a mark or two on his inner thigh, so close to his leaking cock.

Nico trailed his hands down Will's chest and over his abs, heating up as Will muttered a desperate, "Please, Nico."

So Nico wrapped his lips around his head, tongue swirling and pressing into his slit. He tasted salty. Nico took him in all the way, bobbing his head in a faster pace as Will's hands gripped his hair.

"Gods, come here, babe," Will moaned as Nico swallowed him to the base once more. When Nico finally popped off, Will flipped them around, hands not hesitating to strip him of his underwear and grind down into him. Nico cried out, clinging to Will's defined biceps, probably being louder than he should, but neither of them cared.

Will reached over into the drawer by the bedside and pulled out a bottle of lube. He wasted no time in slicking up his fingers and running one around Nico's rim. It made Nico whimper, fingernails digging into his arms the longer he teased around him.

"Solace, I swear to the gods, if you don't – fuck," Nico gasped, eyes going wide once Will pushed a finger inside him. Will grinned above him. His smug smile only grew as he curled his finger, brushing over his prostate, making Nico whine. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as Will inserted another finger, scissoring and every now and then hitting his prostate. Then he added a third, and Nico swore he'd never felt so turned on before. His eyes popped open, and then he was kissing Will, grinding his hips into his fingers. "Will. Will, please, fuck me. Now. Please."

Will groaned as he pulled his fingers out and ripped open a condom. He gripped Nico's legs and pushed them over his shoulders, lining up to his hole and looking him in the eyes. Without any more words, Will pushed inside him, eyes locked together the whole time as Nico's jaw dropped open.

"Holy fuck," Nico gasped. "Holy fuck, holy fuck."

"You okay?" Will panted above him, eyes distant and glossy.

"Gods, yes." Nico whined, rocking his hips and whimpering again. "Move, Will."

His blonde locks hung in a halo around his face, making his eyes turn bright blue, and as he pulled back and moved inside Nico, those eyes stayed locked with his. And for a second, just a second, they weren't drunk anymore and they didn't hate each other anymore. They were just two beautiful boys finding pleasure within the other's arms.

Nico's head was filled with a sex-driven haze throughout it all. It'd been so long since he felt so full and complete. It'd been so long since anyone put so much effort into making him feel things so mind-numbingly amazing.

It didn't take long for either of them to let out screams of pleasure as their worlds turned white.

Will rolled off him, out of breath and slightly sweaty. "Wow," he panted. "You're amazing."

Now without the adrenaline rush of sex, Nico felt utter exhaustion. "You did all the work," he giggled, which wasn't exactly true, but it was close.

"Nope. You're amazing," Will chuckled, rolling half over top Nico and slinging his arm right in the puddle of cum drying on his stomach. "Oops."

In a curious manner, Will lifted his forearm to his lips and licked it, smirking at the taste.

"You'resogross," Nico yawned. "Clean me up."

Will reached over and grabbed one of their discarded shirts. "Hmm. Demanding out of bed, but desperate in it. Hot combo, Neeks."

"Shut up and cuddle me."

Will wiped off Nico's stomach and promptly fell on top of him in its place, curling around him like a koala bear.

Then, they both passed out.

. . .

Nico felt way too hot. That's what woke him up in the morning. He felt like he was about to start sweating, so he pushed at the covers.

He quickly found out they were not covers. The thing trapping heat in him was Will Solace splayed on top of him.

Nico didn't know immediately why he was on top of him, but he knew he didn't like it. He was probably drunk and snuck into his room. So Nico made a sound of disgust and shoved him with all his night off the bed.

Will woke up immediately. "Whyyy?" He muttered into the floor, voice a lot deeper than normal. Slowly, he picked himself to his feet.

And that was when Nico noticed it. They were both stark naked.

"What the fuck?" Nico said in a hiss. Then his eyes turned on Will. "What the fuck?"

Will seemed just as confused as Nico for a moment, and then his eyes grew very large. The blue in them was unmistakable, jarring drunken memories of the night before that made Nico's eyes do the same.

"Oh my – oh my gods," Will covered his mouth with his hand. He just kept staring, so Nico snatched the nearest pair of underwear he found and yanked them on. "Those, um, are mine."

"Shut the fuck up!" Nico snarled, turning around and pulling his hands through his hair. He took deep breaths, trying to steady his thoughts as bit by bit parts of the night came back to him.

"Do you remember the whole…sleeping together thing, too?" Will asked, making Nico's fists clench. "Like it wasn't me imagining it?"

"What you imagine that a lot?" Nico hissed sarcastically, knowing fully well that Will wouldn't. Nico wouldn't either. They hated each other.

"No?" Will said it more like a question, but Nico wasn't going to argue with him about that. When he finally turned back around, Will was still undressed. Staring at his abs this early in the morning wasn't abnormal, but it was fucking annoying now that he was also hungover.

"Fuck," Nico breathed, looking at Will in earnest. "Look, we can forget about this, alright? Nobody else knows. This was one extremely drunk mistake, okay?"

Will opened his mouth to say something, but then he frowned. "You didn't sound that drunk."

"I was!" Nico shouted. "And so were you." Except they weren't thatdrunk. Except they were still able to talk efficiently. Except they were still able to have good sex rather than sloppy drunk half-assed sex. But none of that mattered now. They didn't need to acknowledge that.

"Right…" Will snorted sardonically. "I still-,"

The door suddenly opened, and Will didn't make a single movement to hide himself that fucking smug bastard.

"Hey guys," Michael Yew have a tired wave. "Wash the sheets for me when you're done, Solace."

He spoke so casually it made Nico's mouth drop open. "Why me?" Will squeaked, and Michael gave him a smug smile as he grabbed some clothes from his dresser.

"Top always cleans up. It's payment for sticking something up his ass. Duh," Michael said as if that were obvious.

"He wasn't complaining about having something up his ass last night," Will muttered under his breath before fixing his eyes on Michael again. Nico still stood frozen, back against the wall. "How would you know who topped anyways? That's a little stereotypical of -,"

"After everyone left for the bars around midnight, it was pretty quiet, so we could hear you downstairs," Michael yawned. "Well, Nico at least. I don't know about you, but only someone with a dick up their ass screams that loud."

Nico wanted to tell him to fuck off. He wanted to punch him in the face. He wanted to do so much to Michael for even bringing up the fact that they could hear him. But he was much closer to finding a crack that opened up to the underworld and disappearing in it before doing any of that.

"I'm headed out," Michael said once he grabbed everything. "You look cute in yellow, Nico."

"Fuck off!" Nico growled, finally finding his normal annoyance again. Michael only chuckled and slammed the door on the way out. Nico quickly stripped himself of Will's underwear and grabbed his own grey ones.

"Well, there goes that plan," Will said without any trace of disappointment.

"Why are you so chipper about this?" Nico threw his hands up in the air. "We hate each other. People who hate each other don't have sex."

Will shrugged and hopped on the bed. "We just did."

Nico groaned. "And never again," he huffed as he grabbed his clothes and dressed as quickly as possible.

"Sure, sure," Will shrugged, lazily watching him.

"Stop looking at me."

"Why? I've already seen everything."

"Just stop it!"

Will grinned, and if Nico didn't hate him so much, it would have been dazzling enough to make Nico possibly apologize for being so disgruntled about this.

Without another word, Nico left.

. . .

Practice that evening was awful, to say the least. It didn't matter how fast he changed and got into the pool because there was no way anyone would miss the hickeys coating his neck. The absolute only thing he had going for him was that Will would definitely have hickeys on both his neck and thighs.

"Hey Nico, did you hook up with a vampire last night? Because holy hephaestus, you're marked up!" Leo exclaimed, swimming close and clinging on to Nico, who quickly shoved him off. The damage had been done, though. Soon, half the team was swarming him.

"Nico got laiddd!"

"Who was the lucky guy, you dirty dog?"

"Didn't think Nico had it in him!"

He wanted to die. Nico just rolled his eyes and shoved them off, not giving them an answer either way. Everyone kept teasing him regardless. It was mainly because they all knew Nico wouldn't be giving up a name, so they were more or less within their rights.

That all changed when the locker room door opened. By then, everyone should have been in the pool, so everyone turned to see who was minutes away from being late. At first, nobody noticed anything about Will. His neck wasn't as bad as Nico's. It was only when he started stretching that people gasped.

There were bruises – hickeys littering the inside of his thighs, dipping into his speedo. He spread his legs and bent over to stretch, and then everyone started cracking up. Nico did not laugh. He stood there, holding his breath and counting the time it took before the inevitable happened.

The sad thing was Will didn't even know what was going on. He looked around with that cheery smile. "What?" he laughed along politely. When he noticed everyone was looking at him, he gave he stood up and looked over his body, but once his legs were together, the hickeys weren't visible. Nico licked his lips, trying to dispel images of him making those marks.

"Have some fun last night, Solace?"

Instantly, Will's face turned red. "I-," he faltered as his eyes landed on Nico, questioning and slightly alarmed. Well, Nico thought, he was getting what he deserved. "No! What? Why – why would you ask that?"

"Well, I'm not sure how else you'd get hickeys between your thighs, do you?" Jake Mason cackled, leaning slightly out of the pool to grip high on his thighs and push them apart. Nico scowled at the motion. Will looked down and gasped.

"Funny, Nico has some on his neck," Jake cackled, spinning around to face Nico with a smirk. His eyes hardened, daring Jake to keep talking. He looked a little miffed, but it didn't stop him. "Any correlation?"

"No," Nico grunted. "Pretty sure a few of the girls have them, too. There's a likelier chance I connected with those than Will's."

"You're gay," Percy frowned, and Nico finally did smirk.

"Exactly."

When Nico looked at Will, a glare graced his features. Nico sighed. He really shouldn't have looked so hot when angry. Nevertheless, Nico mouthed, "You're welcome."

Will responded by flipping him off.

A/N: a big DAMN is in order. Anyone expect that? It had to come, didn't it? The sexual tension was pushed too far! How did you like it? I sometimes struggle with writing smut, but what did you think? I love the reviews so much, guys! Thank you for the feedback, it means so much to me! So I triedddd to make it like hate sex, but I think I strayed a tad, but I kind of strayed in this whole story about the hate part, you know? Anyways, let me know what you think! Stay tuned for the next part!