Chapter 4

When they landed, Percy staggered, sending them both sprawling on the bed. He groaned. "I'll never get use to that."

Nico looked down at him smiling, then blushed when he realized their position. Percy smiled and relaxed against the bed. Nico bit his lip and made to climb off. Percy placed his hand on Nico's back, holding him there. The Ghost King bit his lip harder, but it didn't stop the blush rising to his cheeks. Suddenly, Nico's bag, as if it got delayed, fell out of nowhere and smacked Percy in the face, making his nose bleed.

"Oh gods, Percy!" Nico cried, shoving the bag aside.

Percy held his nose, trying to stop the bleeding. "Ow…" he mumbled through the blood. Without thinking, Nico pulled off his shirt and gently wiped away the blood. Percy let Nico take care of him, wincing whenever he brushed his nose. "What did you pack?" he grumbled.

"Books," Nico replied, blushing.

Percy made a face (either at books or the blood in his mouth, the world would never know) and gingerly touched his nose. "Thanks."

Nico pulled a flask of nectar out of his pack and poured it over Percy's face, then wiped his face clean. Percy laughed. "You're an amazing nurse, Sunburn."

Nico smiled and tossed his bloody shirt to the floor. "Next time you want me to take my shirt off, just ask."

"Ditto… but you have to ask."

"Why?!"

"Because you're so shy about it."

Nico frowned and bit his lip. Percy smirked and looked up at him. He blushed.

"Well, if you aren't going to say anything…" Percy moved to get up. Nico pushed Percy back down and sat on his waist. "Where do you think you're going?"

Percy smiled. "Nowhere. What about you? Are we going… somewhere?" Nico blushed, chewing his lip. "Well?" He nodded. "Where?"

"Um.." Nico scowled. "Stop playing with me, Percy!"

Percy silently chuckled. Nico kept scowling. "Stop it!"

Percy held his hands above his head in surrender. "You're in charge, Sunburn."

"Why me?"

"You're on top and you're shy." He paused. "And I want you to be."

Nico smirked. "Shirt. Off."

Percy smiled, lifting himself up and yanking his shirt off.

"Jeans too."

"You're on top of me." Percy smirked. Nico shifted off him. Percy kicked his shoes off and wiggled out of his jeans, throwing them on the floor. Nico climbed back on Percy's waist and rested his hands on his chest, his cheeks going scarlet again.

"Sunburn…" Percy quietly sang.

Nico rolled his eyes and leaned closer, pressing his lips to Percy's. Percy's arms went around Nico's neck and he moaned into the kiss. Nico smiled against his mouth, his hands running over Percy's muscled torso. Percy ran his tongue over the Ghost King's lips, inviting him closer. Nico parted his lips and pressed closer. The son of Poseidon made a noise and pressed his fingers into Nico's back, his tongue entering his mouth. They were pressed chest to chest now. Percy could feel Nico's heart pounding in tempo with his own. He loved it. Everything; Nico's touch, the taste of the Ghost King's lips, everything. Nico traced the muscles of Percy's torso and sucked gently on tongue. Percy ran his hands down Nico's spine, gently pushing on the waistband of his jeans. Nico pulled away to let Percy slid them off. Percy tried to keep his hands steady as he fumbled with the buttons. Nico laughed. "Jeez, Percy, are you new to this to?"

Percy shot him a defiant look than slowly nodded. Nico laughed again and helped him pull off his jeans. Percy smiled shyly, biting the inside of his cheek and blushed. "Now who's sunburnt?" Nico laughed.

"Hey, at least I have an excuse!"

"And what is that?"

Percy opened his mouth then closed it again. Nico rolled his eyes and rolled them both over so Percy was on top. "Your turn." He smiled. Percy leaned forward with his elbows on either side of Nico's head. He smirked, their faces an inch apart. "What?"

Percy lost his smirk. "Nothing." He paused. "How far are you willing to go with this, Sunburn?"

Nico blinked and bit his lip. "As far as you're willing to go." He said.

"How'd I know you would say that?"

Nico shrugged. "I trust you, Percy."

Percy's fingers tugged playfully on Nico's hair. "Do you… do you want to go… there?"

Nico blushed and swallowed. "Like I said, we demigods don't have much time. Especially us children of the Big Three."

Percy licked his lips. "We don't…" He brought his lips down to Nico's, his fingers tangled in the smaller boy's thick black hair. Nico moaned slightly and wondered if he'd ever get use to the rush of joy and love that he got whenever Percy touched him or kissed him. He wrapped his arms around the sea prince's neck. Percy ran his hands down Nico's sides, trying to shift his weight so he didn't crush him, but still remain close. Nico shivered at his touch, his lips soft and salty against his. Percy pulled away slightly so he could look at Nico. "Are you sure?"

Nico nodded. "More sure than I've been about anything."

Percy pressed his lips to Nico's again. Their hips bumped together as they kissed. Percy's hand slid down the waistband of Nico's boxers. Nico shivered and gasped against his mouth. Percy pulled back, a question in his eyes. His fingers lingered on the waistband.

"It's fine, Percy." Nico said, his heart racing.

Percy's shaky fingers slid under the waistband and he looked at Nico again. Nico could only nod, his heart in his mouth. Percy slowly slid down Nico's boxers. He blushed as he looked at him. Nico should have teased him, but he was blushing himself so it would have been pointless. Percy kissed him again then moved to the side and gently tugged in his earlobe with his teeth. Nico moaned softly, his hands running across Percy's back.

"You like that?" Percy whispered and continued to play with his ear.

"Y-Yes." Nico sighed, closing his eyes.

Percy moved his lips down Nico's neck. Nico moaned again and tilted his head back to give him access to more of his neck. Nico's hair tickled Percy as he continued to search for the Ghost King's sweet spot. Nico bit his lip to try and suppress the moans that kept raking through him. Percy pressed his body to Nico's, turned on by the sounds he was making. Then he rolled over, putting Nico on top, but never removing his lips. Nico sighed gently, bracing his arms on either side of Percy's head. Percy moved his lips away from Nico's neck and pressed them to his lips. Nico ran his tongue lightly over his lips, liking the taste of salt. Percy parted his lips to let Nico's tongue enter and explore his mouth. He moaned and ran his hand up and down Nico's back and sides. He also brought his legs up so the Ghost King rested in between them. Nico finally pulled his mouth away from Percy's and looked down at him with shining eyes. Percy's heart was pounding as he look up at him and murmured; "What?" Nico shook his head and smiled. Percy propped himself up on his elbows. "Whaaaaaat?"

"You're amazing, you know that?" he smiled.

"Yeah…" Percy shrugged. "You're alright."

Nico raised an eyebrow. "Then there's no point us doing this." He said and made to get up.

Percy grabbed his shoulder, making sure he had the other boy's attention before he spoke. "Nico, it was a joke. Why would I be doing this with someone who was alright?"

Nico smiled. "Percy, I'm teasing. Gods you're dense."

"So I've been told." Percy leaned forward and pressed his lips to Nico's for a second then pulled away and flung his torso back onto the bed. Nico looked down at him. He folded his arms under his head and looked at Nico with a dark intense gaze. "Have your way with me, Sunburn."

Nico blushed and bit his lip uncertainly. Percy's smile widened and his gaze never wavered. Nico slowly moved back to his position straddling Percy. Percy rested his hands on Nico's bare thighs and moved his thumbs back and forth in a rhythmic motion. The Ghost King shivered and leaned forward, placing his hands lightly on Percy's chest. Percy's breath hitched in his throat. Nico smiled and leaned forward a little more and kissed Percy's neck. Percy leaned his head back, his hand fisted in Nico's hair, and closed his eyes in pure bliss. Nico started mauling gently on his neck, his hands trailing across his chest. Percy moaned and wiggled under him. Nico paused. "Am I hurting you?"

"N-no… Tha- that's great."

Nico smiled and ran his tongue along Percy's jaw. A loud moan escaped Percy's lips and his hips bucked upward against Nico's. Nico grunted slightly. Percy put his hands on either side of Nico's face and guided the Ghost King's lips back to his. Nico smiled against his mouth and pressed closer.

"Nicoooooo…" Percy moaned into the kiss.

"Whaaat?" Nico moaned back.

"I love you."

"I love you too." Nico laughed.

Percy grinned like an idiot and crashed his to Nico's. Nico moaned and slipped his arms around his neck. After a while of kissing, Percy pulled away. "Are you ready?"

"For what?"

Percy searched Nico's gaze, trying to tell him with his eyes.

"Oh. Um…" Nico bit his lip.

"If you don't want to… it's fine. I'm not going to rush things." Percy reached up and placed his hands on either side of Nico's cheeks.

Nico took a deep breath. "No. I'm ready."

"Are you sure?" Percy stared at Nico, concern filling his gaze. He didn't want the boy to feel forced into doing this.

"Yes." Nico said firmly.

Percy nodded and laid back down, bringing Nico with him. Nico's breathing came slightly rapid and his heart was racing. Percy slowly brought Nico's lips down on his. Nico sighed gently against his lips, his arms around Percy's neck. Percy felt Nico's muscles relax as he ran his fingertips up and down his back.

"Nico…"

"What?"

"I don't want to alarm you since you're naked and all, but we have company."

Nico squeaked and sat up. Percy scooted out from under him and walked over to the hole in the floor. "What are you doing?" he asked the water. Nico looked at the hole wondering who the Hades Percy was talking to. "I'm kind of busy. What do you want?" The colour drained out of Percy's face.

"Percy." Nico called. He grabbed his boxers and pulled them on, hurrying over to him. Percy's arm shook and Nico could see a whirl pool of anger spinning in the opening in the floor.

"Percy!" Nico called again, gripping his arm. "What's wrong?"

"M-" Percy swallowed, trying to steady his voice. "My dad summoned us… both of us."