A/N: WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! READ THIS FIRST!

Remember how hot steamy and kinky the last chapter was? Well this one takes it up a notch but there is no sex or full nudity. It is rated a very very high T/very very low M. The actual M will be in a separate fic but it's not done yet so I thought that I would give ya'll a treat.

And a note from Blue:

bluelove22- I don't know what to say. Apparently I don't talk (write) much when it comes to notes, even in my Solangelo story. So, er, hi people! *stands there awkwardly* Um, tell me if you like this chapter, since I wrote it all by myself and I've never written something like this before. *runs away and hides until next time*

Oh yeah we had fun in this chapter. I'm so proud of my blue. I've tarnished her. *Grins proudly.* Little by little. Soon she'll be just like me… MWAHAHAHAHAH… Anyways… enjoy part 2…. and leave a review… oh look that thymed…. no that's an herb oops. That rhymed.

Thymed is not a word. Thyme is an actual herb. Whoo I'm on a role.

Later that morning...

Nico di Angelo, Ghost king, son of Hades, hero of two wars, and boyfriend to the annoying son of Apollo was very grumpy. As he recently learned, Will Solace could be cruel. Not only had he left him completely unsatisfied, keeping to his promise spectacularly, but right now Nico was in the kitchen wearing nothing but a black jock strap and a frilly black apron that said "Kiss me, I'm Italian" on the front. Will even had the audacity to dress him.

It was black though, so that was a plus.

However, he was still annoyed. Here he was, a powerful demigod feared by monsters everywhere, being forced to cook a stupid healthy breakfast while Will sat at the table watching him with a grin bigger than the Cheshire cat's. Nico couldn't even complain, since if he did it would only make things worse.

Sighing, he stirred the mix of eggs and vegetables one last time before scooping the contents of the skillet onto two plates.

"Here," Nico said as he walked over and placed the plate in front of Will. The blond made a noise of excitement, motioning for his boyfriend to sit down so they could eat. Nico glared at his ignorance. "Can I please put on normal clothes before we eat? It's freaking cold in here, and these excuses for clothes do nothing to keep me warm."

"But you look so sexy, darling!"

"I resent that. Anyway, I have to be at the training grounds in an hour. Gods of Olympus, those teenagers are going to laugh at me after yesterday. I'll have to open a chasm to the Underworld or summon a legion of skeletons and zombies to regain their respect."

Will chuckled, waving his hand in a dismissing matter. "You know what will happen if Reyna or your sister hears about you freaking the younger demigods out. Again."

"That arrogant little son of Mars called me scrawny! I just have lean muscle, which I showed him by using it to rescue him from the dozen undead soldiers,"

"Which you sent to teach him a lesson."

Nico nodded. "Yes, right before he started screaming his apologies. The brat was lucky I forgave his disrespect and fought my own men. But anyway, can I change or not?"

After faking a thoughtful expression, the healer reluctantly nodded.

"Actually," he voiced just as Nico took a step towards their room. The son of Hades winced, hopes at getting the ridiculous outfit he was wearing plummeting. "You can take it off only if you let me eat off your stomach."

Nico was silent for the longest time. "What?"

"I said, if you want to take that off at all today then you'll have to let me eat off your stomach."

"But why? You're the doctor in training here. You know that's unsanitary."

Will chuckled, blue eyes catching the light beautifully as he gazed at his boyfriend. "You just hopped in the shower with me, did you not? I'd say your lean stomach is perfect to eat on. It'll just be like Dakota when he talked about getting drunk and eating jello shots off some girl's stomach."

"We're not drunk though and you're eating scrambled eggs for Apollo's sake! Can't we do this another time or something."

"Nope," he said stubbornly. "Now, unless you want to wear that for the rest of the day and show off your cute butt to everyone. I suggest you lie down somewhere so I can eat breakfast. I'm awfully hungry."

Nico growled under his breath. "It's ironic you're hungry after what just happened in the shower. I should be the one starving here, not you."

Ignoring his words, Will simply crossed his arms and waited for Nico to make his decision.

Nico fought a blush as he turned around to move the dishes aside, a cute little yelp following as Will reached out to pinch his cute bottom. He moved everything to the other half of the table before he slowly took off the apron leaving him in his black jockstrap which hid none of his frustration and lied down on the table right by the edge so that Will could reach him.

"You do realize this bet might bring an end to our relationship, right?" The son of Hades muttered under his breath.

"I certainly hope not," Will pouted while handing the plate of food to his boyfriend. There was a flash of emotion that flittered across his eyes but it was gone as soon as it came. What was that? "We both know you would take advantage of such circumstances if you had been the one to win the bet. Besides, I love you. And you know there is always the safe word if you're really feeling uncomfortable…"

Nico rolled his eyes. Yes, they had agreed upon a safe word, but he was stubborn. Saying it would be like letting Will win a second time. He did not want to give him that satisfaction.

"You know," the blond continued suddenly, "I have another idea. If you can make it to the end of the week doing whatever I say without so much as a peep and without using the safe word, then I will do whatever you say for a week."

A grin threatened to cut across Nico's face, but he hid it until he asked Will his question. "No more complaints and you're mine for the week; are those the terms?"

"Yep. Good luck though, since this means I'll have to step up my game. Now, I would love to enjoy your excellent cooking, so if you'd please…" He gestured to the plate Nico was holding.

Hesitantly, he took the plate and dumped the contents of it onto his lean torso as Will watched cheekily while licking his lips.

"Looks delicious," Will purred as he leaned forward and squeezed Nico's thigh playfully. "And I'm not talking about the food."

"Will," Nico warned.

"Awe, is something the matter my angel? There isn't something you want is there? If there is my advice is to beg for it," he explained in a breathy whisper. Suddenly his lips were running across Nico's ear before biting down, eliciting a small gasp from the man on the table. "Also, remember to call me Doctor, Doctor Solace, or Sir, because if you slip again I might not care how much you beg."

The younger growled, but it quickly morphed into a squeak as Will pinched his nipple. Hard.

"I said beg for it."

Throwing all pride aside, telling himself it was so he could exact his revenge on his boyfriend later, Nico begged. He now knew all too well what Will was capable of if he didn't cooperate. It wasn't like he was thinking what would happen if he was good was that he might get release or anything. That definitely wasn't it.

"Good boy," Will cooed before walking to the fridge, getting a bottle of ketchup, and walking back over to the table. From where Nico was lying on the table his eyes widened at the site. If Will even got a drop of that on him-

"Holy Hephaestus! W- I mean, Doctor Solace, that stuff is cold!"

And now it was all over Nico's nipples for gods sake. What kind of torture was this?

"Don't worry, I'm planning on warming you up."

Nico shivered as he felt Will break a piece of the omelet off with a fork, scraping the fork on his sensitive flesh and thoroughly dipping it in the ketchup. Will continued to do this a few more times before placing the fork off to the side, licking up a bite of the egg on his chest, and wrapping his mouth around one of his nipples. The son of Hades groaned as Will continued to nibble and suck on it even after the food and all traces of ketchup were gone.

"Medically speaking," Will said in between switching to the other, more neglected one, "there is no purpose for nipples on males. However, sexually speaking they are a pleasure centers for many men. Are you one of those men, hmm?"

"Y-yes," Nico managed to answer despite Will's lips locking on his other nipple.

He didn't want to admit it himself but there was a big part of him enjoying what was going on. Never in his lifetime did he ever envision a handsome blond boy eating food off of him, teasing him in such an adult manner. He also never thought such a thing would feel good. Almost better than good, actually.

When all of the food had gone, Nico breathed a sigh of relief. Finally the torture was over. He could take the silly jock strap off of himself and put some normal clothes on before scaring demigods schist-less.

"Nico, I'm still hungry."

The son of Hades slowly brought his eyes to those of his boyfriend. He opened his mouth, a rant just on the edge of his lips, but was silenced by Will suddenly running a hand down his inner thigh and getting dangerously close to his soon to be hard on.

"I'm craving something sweet," the son of Apollo said while glancing at the area his hand was currently teasing.

Despite a small gasp, Nico managed to shoot Will a sardonic smile. "There are cookies in the cabinet."

Will sent a grin at his lover that made the later shiver. "I was thinking of something far sweeter."

Yes, yes… very hawt. I know, And ooooh with a bit of foreshadowing to top it off…

Ok, you all heard blue this is her first… not quite smut but the closest she's ever gotten to it. LEAVE EXTRA REVIEWS FOR BLUE PLEASE…

Until we meet again…. Poor Nico… Things are about to get interesting!

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