Weeks Of Bliss

by mel-chan1003

They're finally dating. Finally! Who'd have guessed? Certainly not them. Okay, so, how is this going to work out, now? - This is set after "Love, Dreams, Impending End of the World,..." A mostly plotless pile of fluff and smut, to give the boys a chance to figure things out between them and work on their new relationship with each other. M/M/M/M. Don't like, don't read.

7. Chapter 7: The Days After

A/N: Hey there Cupcakes :D

Wow, what a week x_x

Anyways, here comes the next chapter :D

Thanks for all the wonderful feedback so far, you guys are the best!
Special thanks also to my wonderful beta-reader(s) of course!

No, but seriously, thanks for everything cupcakes :)

On another note: WTF IT'S ALMOST NOVEMBER IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS THE YEAR IS ALMOST OVER WHEN HAS THIS HAPPENED?!

(Guys, idk if you noticed, but this year only has like 10 weeks left!?)

Wish you all the best, and a great week ahead~
-Tári

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Chapter 07: The Days After

When Percy woke up the next morning, the first thing he did was groan, his entire body aching.

Ugh, what had he done, run a marathon? Taken on a titan? Damn…

Percy groaned again, then stretched his sore limbs, feeling all his muscles complaining in response.

Horrible, absolutely horrible.

Seriously, what had he…oh…

There was shifting next to him, and he pried his eyes open to glower at Jason, who was very much asleep, a peaceful smile on his face, and his arms tightly wrapped around Nico, hogging him even though Nico kept grumbling and wriggling in his hold, as if heavily displeased with this arrangement.

Jason.

Percy glowered a moment longer, but didn't have the heart to wake him.

Instead, he sulked and turned his back to him, just to promptly groan again.

Everything hurt.

His head hurt, his lips felt swollen, his neck was hot and painful, his nipples seemed unusually sensitive, his sides ached, his wrists hurt, his ass hurt, and his legs…gods, he was never going to move his legs again.

How had Nico been able to travel after their first time(s)?

Percy wasn't ever going to leave this bed, at least not for the next some years.

There was shifting next to him, and he opened his eyes to find Will moving about on his other side, still asleep, but frowning as if he was beginning to wake.

The next moment, the blonde blinked his eyes open groggily, gazing at him with sleepy, bright-blue eyes.

If Percy wasn't so damn sore, he'd smile at the sight and reach out to stroke over his cheek.

As it was, he merely groaned again miserably and turned his face into the pillow.

"Told you so." Will remarked unimpressed as he sat up, and Percy whined quietly, though the sound seemed too high-pitched for his poor throat.

Ugh, he was going to die.

This was it.

This was how he was going to meet his end.

"I'm never having sex again." He croaked, shocked by how weak and brittle his voice was, and he promptly whined again (or tried to, anyways).

Will, that unsentimental, heartless ass, chuckled next to him.

"Oh really?" He asked, not sounding convinced in the slightest as he stroked over Percy's back with one hand.

The touch felt nice, but Percy would feel a lot better if Will was at least a little bit compassionate.

He was suffering here!

"Yes. Fuck his dick. Never again." He complained, but most of his sentence was indistinguishable due to the pillow and his dying voice.

Great.

Will seemed to get the gist, anyways, though he merely chuckled again in response.

So cruel.

And there Percy had thought Will loved him.

"That's what you get for overdoing it, Gorgeous. Alright, can you move?" Will chided, then clapped him on the shoulder, and Percy winced.

He made to get up, but merely groaned and flopped right back down immediately again.

"I'm not going to move again. Ever. Tell my mom I love her. And Nico. And yourself. Oh, and tell Jason he can go and fuck himself." He lamented, then wanted to scream because his voice was so utterly horrible!

Will snorted, then started shifting closer, until he suddenly straddled Percy and sat down on his thighs, his hands on Percy's back.

It would have felt so nice, if only his legs didn't ache this much.

Percy whined again, but Will ignored him.

"So dramatic. Come on, try and relax a bit."

He'd relax a lot more if he wasn't dying.

"You're not dying, sweetheart. Just very, very sore. At least he prepared you fairly well. He also marked you, Perce. Like, a lot. I'm not sure he'll appreciate me getting rid of all of these…" Will mused, tapping the undoubtedly bright red/purple bruises on Percy's neck, then the ones on the back of it, then those on his shoulders, one after another and another and…oh dear, there surely were a lot…

Followed by a few more spots on his back that had come to existence when Jason had grabbed him and spun him around before pushing him into the bed, thrusting into him from behind and making him see stars…

Percy certainly liked that memory.

Sadly, he so didn't like the way his body ached right now, else he might have been moved to reconsider his earlier statement.

Nope, he was never bottoming again.

How could Nico have possibly liked this?

How could he have even gone through this without telling Percy?

He had never even suspected it feeling this bad for Nico.

Gods, he was going to be so gentle with him from here on out.

No wonder Will had almost used an entire bottle of lube to prepare Nico.

He was going to use a whole bottle of lube, and then still be as gentle as possible.

Not to mention that he'd take much better care of Nico afterwards.

Some nice, relaxing baths, a massage or two, lots of staying-in-bed-and-forgetting-about-any-other-plans…

Yes.

Absolutely.

Will touched the mark on his butt, and Percy whined rather pathetically, but he couldn't help it.

"Damn, he really went all out, huh? You know, I'd be worried, but…you did agree to this, right?"

Something about Will's voice gave Percy pause, and he realized a moment later what it was.

Turning his head, he met Will's forcefully neutral look, though he could see the underlying uncertainty.

"I did. I asked for most of this." He croaked, feeling his heart aching at the realization Will would be worried about that.

This was Jason.

Will should know Jason would never do anything like…like Kyle had done.

Then again, maybe Will did know, but couldn't help it, anyways.

He had told Percy a lot of things, after all, and none of them nice.

Leaving 'marks' had been on that list, too, and back then, Percy had only been able to shudder in response.

He couldn't even begin to imagine what strain this had to put on Will, seeing Percy marked like that.

Maybe he shouldn't bother him with this.

Hell, he really shouldn't.

If he just put some effort into it, he would probably be able to move just fine, and a nice shower would undoubtedly help him feel a bit better, too.

"Good then. Percy, stop breaking your head. I'm fine with this. I knew you liked it rough, and I knew he'd be able to give you what you needed. Just had to make sure neither of you got carried away or misunderstood anything. That's all. Let me worry for my lovely boyfriends, okay?" Will chided, but Percy wasn't assured.

Will's finger stroked over Percy's mark on his butt again, and Percy only realized then that he was still naked.

Oh gods, that…okay, actually, that wasn't half as embarrassing as he thought it would be.

Maybe because they had gone through so many naked cuddles by now.

(Bless them, really. Best thing in the world.)

It didn't even feel awkward, and Will made no sign that it bothered him, while he also didn't make a big deal out of it, whatsoever.

He simply seemed to accept it, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

Percy kind of liked it.

It certainly put him at ease.

Will's hands moved back up to his shoulders, then he started massaging gently.

"You know, no matter what Jason might have said, he was very anxious about everything. He wanted to have sex with you, but at the same time, he wasn't sure you really wanted him to. But he knew that, if he asked you, you'd probably get offended, or think he was trying to belittle you or whatever, and he didn't want to urge you into saying yes. It took quite a while for me to assure him you did want him. Though I wasn't sure he'd really go along with the rigged game until he held up 'Scissors'. Just thought you should know." Will explained quietly, and Percy frowned to himself, his heartbeat speeding up slightly.

Really?

Why?

Percy hadn't exactly given Jason reason to believe he didn't want him, after all, right?

He found he had been rather obvious about it.

"Then again, Jason only recently noticed how dominant he can get, and only towards you, so he was struggling with that a lot, too. I actually think it's because of your bromance, and because of the way you are with him, Perce. It gets to him, and your bounciness makes him want to ground you. With Nico and me, he more feels compelled to protect us and keep us safe and enamored, so we can't start doubting ourselves or feel down. So he's naturally gentler with us than he is with you, where he knows you can take a lot more and aren't as easy of a target to outside forces. Plus, he loves how submissive you get, Perce. It gets to him on a whole different level than Nico or I ever could. I'm actually surprised nothing ever happened between you two before." Will continued, and it might have been Percy's imagination, but he could swear Will's hands were warming on his back, his touch sending a sort of soothing sensation through Percy now.

Or maybe his massages were simply that good.

(Or maybe both.)

"Me too." He croaked, then winced as his throat seemed to rip open at his words.

Seriously, that's what he got for crying out so much during their special times yesterday.

And there he wasn't even a screamer.

How did Will sound after sex? Would he have a hoarse throat, too?

…Had it been this painful for him in the past, too?

Percy was lucky; he had three boyfriends who'd make sure he was okay, and would probably even stay right here with him all day long if he asked them to, no matter their responsibilities or the like.

But Will didn't have that back then.

Will had gone through much worse than a sore body and an aching throat, and he had been left to fend for himself.

No wonder he had become so good at healing, he must have tried out each and every possible thing he could think of to patch himself up somehow.

Thinking about it, Will had actually told him something like that, too.

"You're thinking weird stuff again, Percy. Seriously, you're almost as bad as Jason. Just enjoy my massage, alright? Or have I already given you so many massages that you can't appreciate them anymore?" Will chided, and Percy turned his head, noticing the movement sent a lot less pain through him than earlier.

Maybe he was already getting better?

His eyes fell on Will's arms, which were glowing a warm gold.

Oh.

Or Will was healing him.

Of course.

"I thought you can only heal when you're singing hymns?" He asked confused, wondering faintly how Will even managed to contact his dad when they were in the Hades cabin, but Will snorted and looked at him as if that was the craziest thing he had ever heard.

"Nah, I'm using my own powers for this, and then singing is optional, though the hymns usually help focus. You better appreciate it, Perce. Now get back to relaxing, you dork."

Oh, okay, that made more sense, then.

"You don't have to, you know…" He mumbled, though he moved his face back into the pillow, anyways, enjoying Will's touches more and more as he started feeling the tension in his muscles ease up.

"I know. But I want to. Let me make you feel good." Will replied quietly, and Percy hummed, shifting a bit to stretch out more.

Will moved his hands down his back at a slow, rather nice pace that wasn't rushed in any way and allowed him to thoroughly enjoy it, and silence settled back over them, Nico and Jason still sleeping peacefully next to them.

Will stayed at his lower back for a longer while, moving his thumbs from his spine to his sides, as if rubbing something away.

Percy kind of expected him to finish up then, or move back up.

Will didn't do either.

Instead, he moved his hands downwards to Percy's butt, making him tense and his face warm.

Okay, now he was definitely aware of being naked, okay?

"Relax, I'm not going to do anything. Just making sure you can actually sit later." Will remarked with a hint of amusement in his voice, and Percy felt his face heating even more.

"I…I wouldn't mind if you…I wouldn't mind." He mumbled awkwardly, and felt Will's hands still.

Okay, he shouldn't have said anything.

"Oh really? What happened to the whole 'I'm never having sex again'-statement?"

Let it be known, Will was a horrible tease.

His glee was practically audible in his voice; Percy didn't even have to look around!

"I changed my mind." He grumbled, and Will chuckled quietly, his hands giving his backside an affectionate squeeze.

"About having sex, or about not minding if we had sex?" He asked cheekily, and Percy made a small sound, hiding his face further in the pillow.

"Leave me alone."

"So you want me to stop?" Will asked, and for a moment, Percy thought he was seriously going to pull back.

"No! Keep going…please…" He instantly exclaimed and pushed back into Will's hands, which had both of them freezing in surprise, and Percy looking around with a beet-red face.

The shame.

Gods, Jason was going to pay for turning Percy into such a submissive mess yesterday!

It was all his fault that he was being this way now, with Will nonetheless!

Will met his gaze, his expression one of stunned surprise, his cheeks slightly flushed, and his hands firmly cupping Percy's butt.

Yes, this was awkward.

Percy wondered faintly whether they'd ever have a normal morning.

Or maybe this was their normal morning…

Will cleared his throat, then put on a cheeky smile.

"Aren't you just adorable? Well, if you enjoy it that much, I'll of course continue."

Percy relaxed, glad Will wasn't teasing him about that blunder.

He made a noncommittal sound in reply, then turned his head back to rest it on his arms, trying to relax and just let Will do his thing.

It did feel rather good, after all.

A bit weird, but kind of good.

Also, warm.

But a nice sort of warm, not a sweaty, uncomfortable heat or anything.

Percy sighed contently.

Yeah, he could totally get used to this.

Will leaned down, his lips pressing against Percy's shoulder blade in a gentle kiss, and Percy smiled to himself.

Yep, this felt awesome.

"You feel so nice, Percy." Will purred, and Percy's grin widened when he started trailing kisses from his shoulder to the side of his neck, now feeling a lot better than earlier.

"You're lucky to have a healer for a boyfriend, you know?" Will pointed out cheekily, then kissed his jaw, and Percy hummed.

Boyfriend.

Percy knew he shouldn't be this euphoric every time one of them pointed it out, but he simply was.

"Yeah, I know." He replied with a soft sigh, turning his head to meet Will's lips in a chaste kiss.

Oh, he felt so much better.

In fact, he had no idea what his problem had been earlier.

He must have hopelessly exaggerated.

Everything felt great.

"Mmh, somebody seems pleased with himself and the world." Will hummed against his ear before tugging on it, his hands now abandoning Percy's backside to stroke over his sides in such a nice way, it made Percy want to purr.

"I love it when you feel like this, Percy. Content and happy. Oh…though now I'll have to add 'slightly turned on', won't I?" Will continued, moving his face back to the side of Percy's neck, his body moving until his clothed groin was pushing against Percy's butt.

It took all of his self-control not to push back against him.

Not yet.

He was not that needy, nor desperate.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." He replied meekly, realizing with a jolt just how breathless he sounded.

Wait, when had he started panting?

And why?

There his voice was finally coming back to him slowly, and he promptly risked losing it, again.

Will hummed against his skin and pressed some more kisses to it, while his hands were busy exploring Percy's sides and back.

"You're so expressive, Percy. Is there actually anything you don't like, at all?" Will asked quietly, completely ignoring Percy's act of oblivion.

Rude.

Also, Percy had no idea what to reply to that.

Luckily, Will didn't seem to expect an answer, since he hummed again and started kissing him more and more, moving from his neck to his back and down his spine.

Percy certainly liked that.

Seriously, though, this felt so good.

Will was so gentle, so unlike Jason had been yesterday (at least not like this), but it still felt so nice.

Percy couldn't help but sigh again contently and worry his bottom lip as he enjoyed Will's ministrations.

"Mmh, you know, I should probably stop. Due to the healing, I don't think I'd do a very good job at seducing you right now, Gorgeous. Wouldn't want to get you all hot and bothered and not be able to follow up on it, after all, right?" Will mumbled behind him as he kissed his way down to his lower back – just to stop at his former Achilles' spot, which really shouldn't be sensitive anymore after all this time.

But the patch of skin didn't care, and neither did Will as he started teasing said patch of skin with his lips, tongue and teeth.

Percy groaned into the pillow, partly cursing and partly blessing this morning.

Anyways, hadn't Will just said he wanted to stop?

"Don't stop." He blurted, and Will huffed against his skin.

"Guess you're already hot and bothered, huh?" Will remarked, and if Percy didn't have to go through the whole turning-around ordeal again to look at his boyfriend, he'd have glowered at him.

But he didn't, instead burying his face in the pillow as much as he could, before letting another moan slip, the sound muffled, but still way too audible.

He didn't want to wake up Jason or Nico.

A part of him still believed it would serve Jason right after not waking up before to take care of him when he was in pain, (not to mention the fact he was the very cause for this, in the first place), but the rest of him agreed that the blonde deserved his sleep much more than any petty revenge.

Especially since said petty revenge was mostly uncalled for anyways, since Percy had kind of brought his earlier pains upon himself, really.

It had been him to spur Jason on, after all.

Plenty enough times.

"Are you sure you don't want to…?" He asked meekly, not exactly wanting to sound desperate, but he couldn't deny feeling slightly disappointed.

After all, Will's only argument against sex had been that he was exhausted, right?

There were ways to help that, though…

"Don't tempt me, Gorgeous. We're not having our first time with me all sluggish and not holding out for very long. I already had bad luck during our first time with Nico and Jason, when it was so late already that it affected me. I'm not going to embarrass myself now." Will rambled, though his hands were back on Percy's backside no moment later, anyways, kneading gently, and with Percy this turned on and dazed, that felt wonderful.

Oh, come on, who cared how long Will would hold out?

"It…I wouldn't mind, at all…" Percy tried tentatively, and felt Will moving back up to his neck, burying his face at the side of his neck as his groin pushed back against Percy's backside, more insistently this time, and allowing him to feel the hard outline of Will's dick.

Yes.

Was Percy begging for it? Yeah, kind of.

Was he ashamed of it? Nope, at least not right now.

"Another morning, babe. I promise." Will suddenly breathed, clearly as turned on as Percy, but then, his cruel, horrible boyfriend pulled away.

Percy whined and turned his head, the sound loud and unmasked and full of need and despair.

Will stilled, gazing at him in surprise.

Percy felt his face heating.

He couldn't help it, okay?

"Percy…" Will started hesitantly, but Percy was already pushing himself up, a part of him still amazed by how easily he could move again, but the rest of him was too busy screaming for Will's touch.

The next moment, he cupped his boyfriend's face and drew him into a real kiss, and Will went along with it immediately, his hands settling on Percy's sides and giving him a slight squeeze that had him panting against his lips.

Yes!

"Percy…" Will repeated, though now it was much more of a sigh than the beginning of a sentence, and Percy took it as permission to continue, licking his way into Will's mouth.

Hands tugged him closer until he was on Will's lap, and Percy rubbed against him shamelessly.

After his times yesterday with Jason, there was no way this would faze him now.

He had done much worse than this back then, after all.

They both tilted their heads to deepen the kiss(es), and Percy loved the small sounds that escaped Will – not full-out moans yet, but signs he enjoyed what they were doing, anyways.

Percy tugged on his bottom lip as he pulled back, unable to help it.

He had to ask, like, right now.

"Can I blow you?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he realized how out of the blue and blunt that sounded, though now it was too late to take them back.

He almost thought Will would stiffen or at least look confused, but Will merely moved his fingers through Percy's hair and pulled him back into a kiss.

"Yes, please." He breathed against his lips, and Percy's heart soared.

Alright, this morning wasn't too bad, after all.

He placed a few more kisses all over Will's face, making him giggle, then he gave his earlobe a gentle tug, drawing a soft moan from his lips.

If he hadn't been high with the prospect of a blowjob, he'd have probably stayed; would have teased Will's ears and lured all those wonderful sounds out of him; would have slowly made his way down his body.

But…he was high with the prospect of a blowjob, so he was already moving downwards the next moment, his hands tugging on the waistband of Will's boxer shorts.

The blonde shifted, then managed to lift his hips so Percy could pull the annoying fabric down and off those wonderful, freckled legs.

Oh, he loved those legs.

He hadn't yet had the chance to get all that close to them yet, though.

Especially not with his mouth.

Percy let his hands stroke over them agonizingly slowly, remembering all the times he had touched them the past months.

All the times he had touched them or brushed against them and not thought anything of it.
All the times he had touched them and felt his heart skip a beat.
All the times he had touched them when he thought nobody else would notice, indulging himself even though he knew he shouldn't.
All the times he had yearned to touch them, but hadn't been able to.

Now he was able to.

Will spread his legs, looking slightly flustered at either being naked, or exposing himself like this to Percy, and Percy shot him a reassuring smile before moving down between them and placing a timid, gentle kiss to his thigh.

The blonde bit his lip and watched, but didn't stop him, so Percy smiled and continued, his hands stroking over the smooth, tanned skin, while his lips and tongue started teasing all the freckles he could find.

There were a lot of freckles.

Percy moved to his inner thighs, and found Will gasping softly.

Yeah, Nico was rather sensitive there, too.

Knowing how sensitive Will was when it came to pain, he decided not to try and bite, though he did try to suck gently, and Will's loud gasp and the groan that followed told him he certainly liked that.

"Fuck, I told Jason my legs aren't…oh…" Will hissed, then gasped again, and Percy smirked against his skin, now high on the sounds.

Then again, he had kind of forgotten what he had wanted to do, in the first place.

He gazed up at Will as he switched sides, and as he let his eyes travel back down Will's body, he spotted that wonderful (freckled!) dick, immediately refreshing his memory.

Oh.

Oh!

Percy nipped at Will's skin gently, humming when he felt him twitch and tremble, another low gasp escaping his lips.

A part of Percy wanted to stay, wanted to tease him a while longer, wanted to indulge in apparently getting to his legs before Jason or Nico had, but the temptation was too great.

So, instead, he started kissing his way to Will's dick, amazed by Will's sounds, the growing trembling, and the more than obvious twitching of his dick.

Eager.

Percy inwardly smirked at getting to think that about Will, when Jason had teased him so much about his eagerness just yesterday.

His breath hitched in his throat right when he got to his destination, and he blushed slightly.

Yeah, okay, he was eager too, he admitted to it.

He glanced up at Will sheepishly, but Will only gazed back with heavy-lidded eyes and his lips parted slightly, his breathing already way too ragged considering that Percy hadn't even started yet.

He loved seeing Will like that.

He hadn't gotten to see him like this very often yet, but he absolutely intended to.

Percy started stroking him with one hand, finally pressing his lips against the shaft, and Will gasped softly, his eyes falling shut for a moment, before he tore them open again, intently watching.

Percy kind of liked the thought of being watched, even though it made him self-conscious a bit.

Or maybe especially because of that.

He closed his eyes and started to place open mouthed kisses against Will's pulsing dick, allowing his tongue to dart out and explore, making his way up and down and around, set on avoiding the tip just to tease Will a little.

It worked.

"You freaking tease…" Will gasped, sounding wonderfully offended, and Percy had to pull away slightly to grin up at him cheekily.

Will huffed, gazing down at him with a hot, wanting look.

Then, Percy felt his hands moving back into Percy's hair, and he was tugged back closer to Will's dick.

"Percy."

It wasn't a plea, but it also wasn't an order.

Percy didn't care what it was, he immediately went to wrap his lips around Will's dick, anyways.

Who was he to deny his boyfriend anything?

Percy's tongue darted out for its first taste of Will's pre-cum, and he felt Will tensing and trembling slightly as he let out a soft moan, his grip on Percy's hair tightening.

Oh, he loved that.

He had kind of hoped yesterday to get away with blowing Jason, especially when he had realized Jason would be much more likely to actually control Percy (not that…he'd ever admit to liking the thought of that…), but then they had gotten carried away too quickly, and he had forgotten all about it.

Will wasn't even half as forceful as Jason by nature, but Percy was pretty sure that, if anybody knew what felt good to Percy, it was Will, and the blonde was the sort of person to make use of that information.

He sucked on his tip lightly, then started moving down, his hand stroking the base of it slowly.

Will had said he was exhausted (at least he had implied it), so Percy assumed he'd more appreciate a slow approach, rather than getting swept off his feet.

Yeah, Percy could be so considerate, right?

(Percy was also set on enjoying each and every second of this, so that might be another reason why he wanted to draw it out for as long as possible.)

No, seriously, this felt so good.

He didn't understand why he liked it so much, but he adored the texture, the taste, the feeling of his boyfriend's dick sliding in and out of his mouth – and in and out of his throat when he tried to see just how far he could go.

Percy wasn't sure whether the other three felt the same way, but he knew he could do this all day long.

He loved doing this.

Absolutely. Loved. It.

Will gave his hair a sharp tug as he bobbed his head up and down, and he moaned softly at the sensations it sent through him, not to mention the way he was urged to take in more of Will.

"You…you like that?" Will asked dazedly, panting and gasping, and Percy wanted to nod, but couldn't, so he tried to hum in reply.

The blonde groaned, his dick twitching in Percy's mouth.

Anticipation filled him, though he wasn't sure what he was more excited about.

The prospect of Will coming, or the prospect of Will making use of his now confirmed knowledge and actually moving Percy.

"Can you deepthroat?" Will asked, and Percy hesitated for a moment.

With Nico? Yes.

(At least if he put his mind to it and could test the waters a few times before doing it for longer than a second or two.)

With Will? No idea.

They seemed roughly the same size, but he couldn't really tell.

Somehow, of all the things he had paid attention to, that hadn't been one of them.

All he knew was that Jason was bigger than him.

(Which still annoyed the hell out of him.)

He hummed again, hoping he was right.

Will gave him a slow, deliberate tug, and Percy stopped bobbing his head, allowing Will to lead.

"Are you sure?" His boyfriend asked, and Percy gave him a long, pointed look.

Please, he was dying to do this.

The corners of Will's lips twitched into a small smile for a moment, then he bit his bottom lip, his hands slowly beginning to move Percy's head up and down.

Percy closed his eyes, humming to show he was okay.

Will was way too gentle.

Way too careful.

Even more careful than Nico had been in the past.

"Fuck…" Will breathed, and Percy probably shouldn't feel that proud of his words, the wistfulness in his voice, or the way his hands trembled as he pushed Percy down further onto his dick.

But he absolutely was.

He took a deep breath when Will pulled him back up, then dared to attempt to suck a little, though not too much, since he had no idea what Will might do next.

He liked not knowing.

Usually, he hated it.

But it certainly had something nice to it, giving up control.

Letting Will be the one in control.

Letting him lead.

Percy trusted him, and the thought of not knowing his next move only filled him with excitement and anticipation, not dread or uncertainty.

Was that weird?

Percy didn't know.

But it didn't feel weird.

It felt amazing.

Will gave his hair a sharp tug, then moaned and pushed him back down, and Percy couldn't help but gasp, adjusting his position for a better angle before allowing Will's dick to slide into his throat.

Oh yes.

"Percy!" Will gasped, making it sound as if Percy had decided to go this far, even though he was the one moving him, pulling him up and pushing him back down, over and over again, the sounds escaping his lips becoming louder and wilder.

Percy tried to hum faintly, then right-out moaned around Will as he slid down the last few inches to the base.

He was deep-throating Will's dick.

His Will's dick.

Will Solace's dick.

Will was panting heavily, and Percy decided to risk it and swallow tentatively, making Will gasp and groan as he tipped his head back and started moving Percy's head up and down again.

Gods, this felt good.

More than good.

Percy closed his eyes again and concentrated on the task at hand, leaving his jaw loose as Will picked up his pace, his hips jolting slightly each time he pushed Percy down.

He wondered faintly whether Will would thrust up into his mouth if he was laying down.

Sadly, he couldn't make himself stop this to ask him whether he wanted to.

"Now that's a sight I wouldn't mind waking up to more often." A voice next to them rasped wistfully, and they both glanced sideways at Nico, who had sat up and was watching with an expression of pleasant surprise and lust.

Jason was awake, too, lying on his side and watching with a similarly affected and appreciating look.

Well.

Percy might have been tempted to make a smart remark or grin at them smugly for getting to blow Will, but then Will made a cut through his plans by tugging harshly on his hair, and he moaned instead, as Will moved him back up and down his dick again.

"He's fucking amazing at this." Will gasped, and Percy took pride in the statement.

Praise from Will Solace, who'd have thought?

"Told you so." Nico remarked, and Percy felt his heart thump happily in his chest as he decided to try and put in a bit more effort to be worthy of their high opinion.

"Yes. Sh-…Percy, okay, I'm close." Will rasped, and Percy hummed as Will pulled him almost entirely off his dick, before pushing him back down all the way.

Oh, he certainly liked that.

Percy shifted and pushed himself up when he felt his leg falling asleep, then realized how much that exposed him to Nico and Jason.

Will stopped him from thinking about that for very long though by letting out small cries as he picked up his pace, keeping Percy down now and more rutting into his mouth than the other way around.

Percy loved it, though he had to admit breathing wasn't the easiest with his nose squished at Will's pubic bone.

Not that breathing was particularly easy while deep-throating, anyways.

He didn't stop Will, though, too high on his sounds and the sensations rushing through him as Will kept thrusting into Percy's mouth, and too much into the way his hands were gripping his hair as if his life was depending on it.

Percy knew he'd lose some strands, but, by the gods, it felt amazing, and all he could do was moan around Will's dick and hope he wouldn't choke, his hand shooting to his own dick when he couldn't stop himself anymore.

He had tried to focus solely on this, but he could feel himself leaking, and his erection was getting near painful, so…yeah.

"Percy." Jason's voice reached him even through Will's needy, breathless chanting of Percy's name and his hands pressing Percy's face into his groin, and Percy wanted to groan, automatically dropping his hand again.

Oh, come on, please.

He had been hard even before Will had been!

Couldn't anybody have mercy on him?!

The mattress shifted, and something – or rather, somebody – pressed against his backside that was still sticking up, as embarrassing as it might be.

Jason's hands grabbed hold of his sides, and this time, Percy did moan around Will's dick.

Which nearly choked him, but it was absolutely worth it when Will suddenly cried out loudly, his whole body drawing together around Percy as his hands practically clawed Percy's hair, and Percy knew the blonde was coming even before he felt his dick tensing and twitching.

Okay, deep-throating during an orgasm was both the most exhilarating and the most frightening thing in the world.

Because Percy knew that, right now, Will would not be able to react in time to let go of him or any of the sort, should he choke.

Plus, cum in his mouth was okay, cum down his throat made him momentarily dread he'd get it into his trachea.

Percy swallowed once, twice, three times, not daring to breathe, and only managed to relax once he realized he had managed alright, since Will's dick was going limp, and his hold on Percy started loosening.

"That…that was…that was freaking…oh gods, I think I'm going to faint." Will rambled breathlessly, letting go of Percy's hair completely to move them through his own hair, then over his face.

Percy grinned up at him cheekily, wiggling his eyebrows.

"That good?"

"Shut up and get laid, Gorgeous." Will shot back, though he didn't have the usual heat in his voice, too out of breath to even muster his usual unimpressed expression.

Nico moved towards the blonde immediately, cupping his face to draw him into a quick kiss, before offering to bring him a glass of water (yeah, sure, bring him a glass of water, while Percy had done all the work here), though that turned into both of them moving towards the bathroom for both water and a shower.

Wait, were they just going to leave him here?

Alone?

Untouched and leaking and in desperate need for relief?

Hands stroked over his sides again, and he had to admit he had almost forgotten about Jason being behind him.

Scratch that, he had forgotten, since Jason had pulled away the moment Will had started coming, probably to give Percy an escape route, should he need it.

"Is this okay?" Jason asked, his voice low and seductive, and if Percy hadn't been sure about his reply, he sure was now.

He pushed his upper body further down into the mattress, and thrust his butt up higher, unable to feel very self-conscious when Jason now had his hands on his backside, squeezing it in that exact same way he had yesterday, right before taking Percy to seventh heaven time and time again.

"Yes." He replied with a small gasp, and wasn't surprised in the slightest when Jason pulled his hands away and he heard a bottle opening.

Oh yes, this morning was off to a wonderful start.

Percy smirked to himself, feeling Jason's fingers beginning to explore again.

Mmh, yes, a perfect start into the day, most definitely.

...

The day, as well as the next three, passed in what Will liked to refer to as "Jason and Percy's wild days of making up for lost time".

(Or just 'Wild days' for short.)

Because, well, that was definitely what was happening.

When he had woken up to Percy being in pain, he had to admit he had momentarily worried about the intensity of their lovemaking, but since he had had the pleasure of exiting the bathroom (after a very satisfying blowjob from Percy that was going to be the highlight of his life forever) and catching them right in the middle of it, he…sort of knew they were hopeless.

Seriously, Jason's whole attitude took a 180 when it came to Percy and sex, and Percy was even more of a submissive mess than Will had ever thought possible.

He was still amazed neither of them had broken anything yet, including themselves and each other.

They had had sex that morning, then again right after breakfast, then Will had been gone for two hours, just to come back to the cabin and finding them at it again, even though it was barely lunch, and even training hadn't exhausted Percy enough to not let Jason sweep him off his feet again in the evening.

The next two days hadn't passed much differently, either, other than the fact that Nico had been thrown into the mix a couple of times, too.

Will had stayed out of it.

He knew Jason wasn't hurting Percy, but seeing him treating Percy that rough had made Will's skin crawl and unpleasant memories resurface, so he had taken to doing other things in the meantime, or timing it in a way to ensure he wouldn't be there.

He knew Jason wouldn't hurt them.

Knew he wouldn't hurt Will.

And he could still talk to him just fine, could kiss him just fine, could touch him and be touched by him (especially when they had taken a shower together and Jason had gotten him off in a rather very nice way, all kind and gentle as usual).

He simply couldn't be around when he and Percy were at it.

Will wondered faintly whether he should worry, since those two had been having sex more times now than all four of them had, together – but at the same time, they had only just managed to work things out between them, and were still working things out between them, so Will really couldn't blame them.

He also couldn't really make himself worry too much.

In a way, it really felt as if they were just catching up on all the time they could have spent rolling in the sheets and hadn't.

Plus, Nico didn't seem very worried, so Will was pretty sure everything was okay.

Though it was ironic that the two with the lowest sex-drive would end up having the most sex – and with each other, too.

But who was he to judge?

(After all, with those two all over each other, Will had been free to tease and play with Nico much more, and that had to be one of the best things in the world, so he really wasn't complaining.)

This was also great exercise for him, too.

Percy still needed healing every here and there, after all.

Not as much as after the first night, but he got sore rather easily, and the marks Jason kept leaving on him (on utter purpose, too) did look way too brutal for the innocent eyes of other campers, so Will always patched him up at the end of the day, or the start of another, and healed the dark red marks on his neck several times in between (seriously, those two…).

Now, on the third day after their first time, things seemed to slowly be calming down, though.

At least, when Will was searching for his boyfriends with lunch in his hands, he found them sitting next to each other near the lake, with Percy being openly affectionate and resting his head against Jason's shoulder, while Jason had an arm around him and stroked his side – so that was certainly an improvement from finding them all over each other first chance they got.

Will smiled, making his way over as he wondered faintly how they could look so innocent when they were like this, while they were truly anything but.

"Hey there, beauties." He greeted, flopping down onto the ground next to Percy's other side, and they both looked around at him with small smiles and soft looks in their eyes.

"Hey. Long time no see. Jason picked me up from training to make sure I 'get a break'. Can you believe it? The kids looked at him as if he was crazy." Percy told him with a look of affection and pride, and Will wondered faintly whether Jason had actually 'picked him up' and carried him out of the arena.

He wouldn't put it past Jason, even if it sounded more like something Percy would come up with.

But he had a hunch that, if he asked now and that wasn't the case, he'd only be giving them bad ideas.

"Oh really? Yeah, sounds crazy to me, too. Isn't Jason the one who kept you from getting a break by ravishing you 24/7 the past days?" He asked instead with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows, and was rather satisfied to see Percy's ears and Jason's neck turning pink.

Ha.

"That…no, that made for a great break, I have no idea what you're talking about." Percy insisted, while Jason was busy adjusting his glasses.

Aw, they could be so adorable.

"Right. So, anyways, I brought lunch." True, he had come here with a purpose, after all, not to gaze at his boyfriends and daydream.

Though he was still going to do that, anyways.

"Thanks, Freckles. You know you don't have to, though, right?" Jason asked as Will held out the food to them, but before he could reply, Percy already squealed and snatched his lunch.

"Food!"

Yep, that was the Percy he knew and loved.

Will and Jason exchanged telling looks, then watched Percy devouring his sandwich in record time.

Damn, when had he last eaten?

Shaking his head to himself, Will reached out to stroke through his boyfriend's hair.

It was growing so fast.

Why was it growing so fast?

No, it didn't matter.

Everything was okay.

He still had time.

"'s something wrong?" Percy suddenly asked around a mouthful of sandwich, and Will blinked, realizing his smile must have turned sad.

He made a face and flicked Percy's forehead as he clicked his tongue.

"Nope, I'm fine. Just thinking you're a pig, Gorgeous. Such a messy eater."

Percy looked so wonderfully offended at that, and he even tried to complain with an indignant 'Excuse you, I'm not a messy eater!', but sadly, most of that sentence was lost due to him speaking with a third of his sandwich still in his mouth.

Such manners.

Will raised his eyebrows at him unimpressed, and Percy scowled, though he at least stopped and took his time to chew and swallow completely before attempting to speak again.

"Anyways, you looked sad for a moment. Everything okay? Did something happen?"

Wow, he thought he had just led away from that topic?

Hello, was anybody even listening when he said he was fine?

Rude.

"Nope. I'm fine." He repeated, and wasn't happy about the stern look both Percy and Jason shot him.

What?

What had he said?

His boyfriends exchanged a pointed look, then Jason gave a small shake of his head, and Percy let out a long, deep sigh.

"Alright. Well, Jason and I were talking…"

"Yeah, I gathered as much. You know, with you two not all over each other and such…" Will cut in with a crooked grin, and was promptly nudged in the side by a blushing Percy.

"Oh shush, will you? You're just jealous. No, but actually, as I was trying to say, we were talking about 'us'."

Will's eyebrows shot up, his insides churning with dread, though he knew he technically had no reason to worry.

The guys were feeling fine from what he could tell, so they weren't thinking about anything bad, and weren't displeased with anything, and they were just as usual towards him, so it wasn't as if they were going to break up with him or anything…

…Right?

Will shifted anxiously.

No, that was stupid.

Of course they wouldn't.

The thought was laughable.

…Or so he hoped…?

But then again, what if…

No.

No, they wouldn't do that.

What was he even thinking?

…Maybe he was in the infirmary too much.

Maybe he wasn't affectionate enough with them.

Maybe they had realized he wasn't as great as they kept making him out to be.

Oh gods, what if they-…

"Will? Dude, it's nothing bad. Jason, do something, he's paling! What did I do? Are you okay? Do you need to lay down? Sleep? Cuddle? Are you cold? Are you warm? Want me to bring you something to drink? Did you eat? Gods, you ate, right? I wouldn't put it past you to bring us food and forget your own." Percy started rambling frantically, shifting and waving a hand in front of Will's face, making him frown and blink.

What…?

"Percy, give him some space, you're smothering him. Will, are you okay? Do you want us to take you back to the cabin? The infirmary?" Jason asked, and despite his words, he came shifting closer next to Percy, his hand touching Will's chin ever so gently to get him to look at him properly.

Oh gods.

Oh gods, he was an idiot.

Of course they weren't going to break up with him.

Where had those thoughts even come from, seriously?

They were so worried, though.

He didn't like them worried.

They had just felt so nice, how had he ruined that this quickly?

"I…I'm fine. Sorry, I think I spaced out a little right there. I was just thinking about…erm…patients. There's so many kids in the infirmary right now, it's not even funny. And there's this one kid who keeps cutting themselves with the most random objects by accident. Like, seriously, you could give them a tissue, and they'd probably still find a way to get a cut from it." He started rambling, inwardly wincing at even mentioning this, since he took his job in the infirmary very seriously, and did not talk about his patients.

To anybody.

Ever.

Blah.

At least he wasn't giving out names.

Percy and Jason exchanged a long, telling look he couldn't quite place, then they looked back at him and moved closer, sitting down to either side of him.

"Oh really? Sounds like you got quite some work on your hands there." Jason commented with an understanding look, his arm sneaking around Will from the left.

"Yeah, sounds like you could do well with a little…time-out…" Percy agreed, and Will could feel his arm moving around him as well, as both of them got close enough to make their shoulders connect.

Will shot them both wary looks.

That had been a rather sudden mood-shift right there.

Were they…planning something?

Or were they just trying to be nice?

Then again, it was highly unusual that they just went along with his babbling immediately.

Though…his acting was top-notch, so it wasn't as if they had any reason not to believe him.

Plus, he hadn't lied.

He had simply…changed the topic.

That was it.

"I agree. You should just…lean on us for a while…" Jason continued, and Will was as confused as ever, though he allowed the guys to get even closer, which seriously had to look so weird to others right about now.

Two hands started stroking over his thighs, and lips pressed against his shoulders from both sides, as both of his boyfriends had turned their heads to shoot him soft smiles.

Will started relaxing slightly, pushing aside all thoughts of those two planning anything.

Who cared, anyways?

If they were, then he'd find out eventually, so there was no point in breaking his head over it.

Jason tugged him closer, and Percy started running his hand up and down Will's back, both their other hands still placed on his thighs, though they had stopped their stroking.

"Right…so, erm…what is it you wanted to tell me?" He tried tentatively, noticing he hadn't yet replied due to his thoughts being all over the place (again).

But both guys shook their heads, and Percy nudged him to drop against Jason a little bit more.

"First, relax. Take some deep breaths…make your exhales longer than your inhales…let us be there for you…" Percy instructed, his voice disturbingly calm and melodic, and Will found himself frowning slightly, wondering if Percy in fact was part-siren.

What was he even doing?

Was he trying to hypnotize him or something?

If so, all he had to do was make Will look him in the eyes when there was a sunset, because Percy's eyes were absolutely captivating in the light of the setting sun.

Percy clicked his tongue impatiently, and Will blinked, then resigned himself to his fate and did as he had been told.

He even closed his eyes.

(Though that was more to avoid Percy's chiding look.)

Shockingly enough, after the third exhale, he really did feel himself relaxing further, though that might have also been because they kept stroking him gently.

"There we go. That's a lot better, right?" Percy pointed out, and Will nodded with a small sigh, not opening his eyes.

Yeah, okay, it did sort of feel nice.

He'd prefer not to be sitting on hard, uneven ground, and have a bit more sunlight, but he couldn't deny it did have a certain something to it to just sit down and relax and lean against his boyfriends.

"I guess so." He replied, still not very fond of admitting to things, but the guys knew that much already, so there was that.

"Good. And now…" Percy started, then fell silent, and, in a way, Will guessed that should have made his alarm bells ring.

It didn't.

He was completely defenseless when Percy's hands suddenly shot under his shirt and started tickling, and by the time he squeaked and tried to escape, he was already on his back in the dirt, a flailing mess beneath his horrible boyfriend, while his other boyfriend sat by idly and watched.

Cruel!

Will was never going to call them adorable again!

They were cruel, horrible beings!

"Percy! I want to hate you, Percy! Stop this instant! I swear, if you don't…fuck you! Fuck you, fuck it all, I hate you! You vile creature! Horrible being! I'm going to make you eat fish for three weeks! Four weeks! Until the day I die! I swear, Perseus!" He ranted and cried and swore, but Percy merely cackled and continued.

Will was so tempted to kick him in the face with his foot.

But he was still wearing shoes, and he didn't quite have the heart to be that brutal.

That was, until Percy suddenly pushed his legs apart almost effortlessly, and Will flinched, uncertainty and mild panic appearing out of nowhere and making his words die in his throat.

But the next moment, Percy merely let himself drop on top of him, flattening him into the ground once and for all, and Will groaned loudly at the sudden weight.

"Get off me, you nerd. Seal. Big seal. What's that other big thing called? Walrus? That. Get off me. I don't want to see your face. Shoo with you. Horrible human being. Almost as bad as Jason. Scratch that, you're both horrible. Know what, I changed my mind about the walrus. You're a whale. A killer whale, because you're killing me." He complained non-stop, while Percy chuckled (freaking asshole) and Jason merely sighed, but still made no move to interfere.

Will was so going to remember that.

"I love you, sun-bug." Percy said good-naturedly, as if that was something that would calm Will down and placate him enough to stop cursing him with anything he could think of.

Will found himself huffing indignantly, pointedly looking away and ignoring Percy's hands stroking through his (now undoubtedly dirty) hair.

It took him a moment to realize those words had indeed made him stop cursing.

Damn it.

"So, are you willing to tell us now what's bothering you?" Percy asked, and Will stiffened.

Oh for the love of…

He had known those two had been up to something.

Of course they hadn't dropped the matter.

Freaking horrible beings!

(He loved them.)

(They were still horrible, though.)

(Horribly kind, for example.)

"I don't…" He started, but then trailed off with a sigh.

Ugh.

Whatever.

"Yes?" Percy asked, his voice low and curious, his lips pressing against Will's crook of the neck, before he pulled back slightly to put his chin on Will's chest and gaze at him patiently.

Ugh.

"This time, it really was nothing, Percy. I was just thinking about something absolutely stupid for a moment, and that managed to distract me." Will replied bitterly, instantly adding a huff at the end to show how much he did not appreciate this.

Seriously, those two worrywarts!

Hadn't they all agreed to let Will do the thinking, and that they should just enjoy themselves for as long as life would let them?

…Now that he thought about it, he was pretty sure they had never actually finished that argument.

Meh.

Percy made a small, disbelieving sound, his eyes still boring into Will as if he could see into his very soul.

Then he let out a long sigh that made Will's heart ache.

"Alright, if you insist. But…talk to us, okay? You're done with bottling everything up, right?"

Will hated the hint of uncertainty in his voice, the hesitation in his movements, and the concern coursing through his boyfriend.

If things were only that easy.

Will thought back to his nightmare, the vision, thought back to Percy's face, the expression of pure horror when he had realized what pit they had been dangling over.

No, he wasn't going to bring that up.

Ever.

If that was what was meant to happen, Will knew better than to meddle with it.

History books showed that the ones fighting their fates tended to end up worse in the end, and he wasn't going to risk it.

They'd be fine without him.

And he wouldn't let them think of their time together as limited, the way Will knew it was.

Nope.

Never.

"Of course I know, sweetheart. And…you know what?" Will started, licking over his lips and wondering faintly what he even thought he was doing, himself.

Percy, of course, instantly perked up, curiosity filling his gaze.

"What?"

Will motioned for him to come closer, though that really shouldn't have been an issue, given that Percy still had his chin on his chest.

But Percy immediately moved and brought his ear closer to Will's lips, tempting Will to bite him instead of talking, though he resisted.

Percy was genuinely concerned, Will wasn't going to play now.

"I'd really be up for some cuddles right about now." He whispered in a low voice, slightly surprised by how easy it was to admit to this now; and he could feel and see Percy's whole demeanor changing from worried to nearly overjoyed, his eyes sparkling as his expression changed to one of determination.

"Got it."

The next moment, Will didn't even have time to bring up the whole 'Sadly, I'll have to get back to work in a few minutes'-part, because then he already found himself picked up and thrown over Percy's shoulder.

Wait, what?

"Percy! Put me down!" Will exclaimed, but then Percy was already moving, and Jason's chuckling drowned out most of his words, though he knew Percy had to have heard.

"Nope. It's cuddle time."

Yep, he had heard, alright?

He simply didn't care.

Rude.

Will was gonna remember that, too.

"But work!" He wailed, his face burning as Percy moved past the other cabins at a quick, but not overly rushed pace, and he could feel as well as see everybody staring.

Oh gods, this was so embarrassing.

That's what Will got for opening his mouth in the first place.

Couldn't they have simply cuddled together somewhat where they had been?

"Kayla will understand. This is clearly an emergency." Percy declared wisely, and Will felt the urge to headbutt him.

Kayla probably would understand.

She'd understand way too well.

She'd also tease him along with the rest of his siblings and interpret way too much into his absence.

Gods, no.

The last thing he needed was his siblings thinking even weirder things than they already were.

"Can you at least let me down? I can walk just fine!" He wailed instead of arguing, but Percy merely shot back a 'Nope', then ordered Jason to unlock the door for him.

Wait, they were here already?

Will spotted a bunch of Aphrodite girls a few feet away, all giggling and looking at him with looks that said they thought they knew what was happening right there.

He felt his face heating and buried it in his hands.

"You're the worst." He remarked, but Percy wasn't perturbed in the slightest, merely glancing over his shoulder and waving at them.

Idiot.

Next time, Will was going to throw him over his shoulder and see how Percy liked that!

…Percy would probably love that, to be honest.

Damn it.

Well, in that case, he'd tell Jason to do it for him.

Percy would still love that, but he definitely wouldn't want to show it.

Just like Will, then.

Ha. Perfect revenge.

"Come on, Percy, let me-…" He started again as they entered the cabin, but he could have saved his breath, because the next moment, he was let down.

As in, he was being brutally dropped onto the bed.

Will was about to complain about that as well, but then Percy already had his shoes kicked off and flopped down on top of him, apparently having no qualms about flattening him onto surfaces today.

He groaned at the sudden weight on him, smacking Percy's shoulder with his hand as lightly as he could.

"Idiot." He remarked, then groaned again, moving his arm over his eyes.

Percy, the ever so kind and loving person, merely cackled and gave him a gentle kiss to his jaw.

"You know you love it."

He did not.

"Percy, move it, you're suffocating him. Plus, share, will you? Why must you always be so possessive with my Will, huh?" Jason chided, and Will huffed indignantly, especially when he felt his face heating.

"Your Will? Forget it. He's mine. I saw him first." Percy argued instantly, but Jason wasn't impressed, instead shoving him off Will so they could both get closer to him from left and right.

Before Will could even say anything, he was getting attacked from both sides – with gentle touches and timid kisses to his clothed shoulder and his neck.

"You…what are you doing?" He asked flustered as he moved his arm to look at them, but they both just grinned back at him cheekily.

"Loving you?" They both replied in unison, and if Will's face hadn't already been flushed, it certainly would have been now.

Gods, these dorks.

Before he could think of a suitable complaint, though, they were already back to 'loving' him, which meant that Jason suddenly started showering his face in kisses, and Percy was beginning to move his hands under his shirt and stroke over his stomach and chest – not in a sexual way, but in a wonderfully nice way, all the same.

"If…if you tickle me again, I'm going to smack you with my guitar." He stated weakly, but they both just breathed out small laughs and continued ravishing him in the most amazing way possible.

Seriously, how was he supposed to be upset with them if they were like this?

Then again, how could anybody be upset with anyone when such a thing like cuddles existed?

It was beyond Will.

What was the point of war, when people could be home with their loved ones and be sappy and romantic and happy with each other?

Will pondered that as he allowed a giddy grin to spread on his face, letting out a small, more or less complainant squeak as they started humming and putting more effort into their 'loving'.

There was noise coming from the door, and Will turned his head to watch Nico poking his head in, a smile appearing on his face when he spotted them.

"Hey there, amori miei." Nico greeted as he closed the door and came hurrying over, and Will wasn't surprised in the least that he couldn't even manage to open his mouth by the time Nico already had his shoes off and joined them.

Percy got his 'I missed you'-kiss first, but then it was Will's turn to feel Nico's lips against his own, and he hummed contently – especially when Nico climbed on top of him and let his hands join Jason's and Percy's.

Nothing better in the world than cuddles.

"So, how come you're here? I was about to finish up training when Clarisse came and told me she saw you two carrying Will off towards the cabins. If she hadn't insisted you were laughing and Will was a blushing mess, I'd have gotten worried, you know?" Nico informed them after giving Jason his kiss, too, and Will groaned at the realization that, if Clarisse had seen he was blushing, so had the rest of the camp.

Great.

How embarrassing.

"Will was in desperate need for cuddles." Percy explained, and Will groaned even louder, now back to moving his arm over his face to avoid being seen, though he very well knew that wasn't going to help.

"Can't blame him. I know I'm in desperate need for cuddles. And a shower." Nico muttered, and Will immediately rushed to wrap his arms around him to keep him from pulling away, just in case.

He had to stay here with him!

Those two were way too kind and affectionate with him, he'd combust with joy, and he could only really let it show when his Nico was here, too!

…Why was that, though?

Will wasn't sure.

"You can take your shower later. It's cuddle time now." Percy stated, and Will whole-heartedly agreed, though it was Jason who hummed and gave an affirming nod.

Nico merely chuckled, then shifted to lay down on top of Will properly, and Will allowed his legs to part to give him more space to get comfortable with.

If it was Nico, it was okay.

Will knew none of them would hurt him, that none of them would dare push him to anything, but he still had to admit that he was the most comfortable with Nico on top of him.

Maybe it was because he was shorter than him, maybe it was because he had crushed on him the longest, maybe it was neither, maybe it was both, he didn't know.

He just knew that, when it was Nico, it was much easier to close his eyes and relax and keep him close, without any stupid fears or thoughts entering his mind.

At least not as much.

Gods, he hated it so much, though.

He wished it would all just stop.

That he could just…let it all go, forget, and enjoy this like everybody else would.

He knew they wouldn't do anything, for gods' sake!

Nico's lips found his nose, and his lips automatically twitched into a small smile, all thoughts forgotten as he opened his eyes to squint at his boyfriend.

He hummed in question, but Nico shook his head, his smile widening as he shifted again to rest his head against Will's chest.

Will closed his eyes again, moving his hands into Nico's hair to stroke through it, and this time, it was Nico humming contently.

This was so nice.

Especially since he could feel their joy and contentment, too.

Seriously, this was a bit like Elysium, wasn't it?

Or, at least, how he pictured their Elysium to be like.

Just the four of them, in some nice place (like Nico's cabin), spending their time together.

It had taken them so long to find together like this, and this was so, so rare, this bond that they had.

Could anybody blame them for wanting this to last forever?

Will decided the answer was 'No'.

This was perfect.

The perfect moment.

The perfect Elysium.

His nightmare came back to mind, weighing heavy on his heart.

The only Elysium he'd ever get to experience.

Will moved his arms and pulled his boyfriends a little closer.

How he wished this moment would never end.

But it was true.

Souls couldn't escape Tartarus either, after all.

...

Will grumbled next to him as they entered the infirmary, but Nico wasn't fooled.

He very well knew Will had loved each and every second of that (unplanned, but highly appreciated) cuddling session earlier.

Nico had certainly loved it, too.

Seriously, the day had immediately felt a lot better (and a lot more bearable) once he had felt his guys so close, felt their beating hearts, the warmth of their bodies, their breath against his skin, their lips on his own.

As long as he got to have that, it was going to be okay.

Everything would be okay.

He could go through his day, could get through training, could face whatever it was that was coming, it would all be okay.

Nico just had to believe in it hard enough.

Will made a face when Kayla made straight for them, and Nico glanced around quickly to get an overview over how many patients there were today.

Well.

Either training levels had been raised, or Clarisse had gotten bored, because Nico could see at least ten kids waiting for treatment, and there were several medics buzzing about, rushing from one room to the next, though Nico couldn't tell who nor how many kids were in those.

"There you are, Will! I was wondering whether you'd show up again. I knew I shouldn't have let you go on lunch break quite so early. Hi Nico. Will, you said you'd be back in at most thirty minutes. You were gone for two hours. What's your excuse? You're still head medic, you know? Not to mention head counsellor of the Apollo cabin. Seriously, I hope you got laid enough to make it worth the overtime you'll be working today." Kayla ranted before she even reached them, and Will immediately grumbled again and shot Nico a look that said 'I told you so!'.

Hey, it hadn't been Nico's idea to get Jason and Percy to abduct Will and keep him to themselves in their cabin.

Though he surely couldn't blame them.

In fact, he'd probably do the same thing, if he knew he'd get away with it.

Nico nodded at Kayla in greeting as she kept rambling on, while Will was quickly blushing a rather nice shade of red.

Yeah, Nico had expected as much.

Because, for some reason, while Will seemed okay with anybody and everybody else to believe they were having sex, he was a flustered mess when it came to his siblings believing the same.

Nico merely smiled to himself, knowing that, a week or two ago, he'd have probably blushed and sputtered, too.

But he didn't.

Instead, his smile widened as Will started sputtering and stumbling over his words next to him, trying to explain that they had not gotten laid, nothing of the kind, and that she should not assume such a thing just because he had been missing.

"Whoa, Will? You're back already from your lovemaking?" Austin called over, and Nico hid his mouth behind his hand as he watched Will blushing furiously and hissing in the general direction of his half-brother, already trying once more to tell them they had not had sex.

Wow, had Nico been like that before, too?

"Damn, I bet with Malcolm and Katie that you wouldn't show up again. Can't you leave for another round, before they see you?" Another girl exclaimed, her head popping out from the room closest to them.

"Will is back? I thought he was off to get laid!" Alec all but yelled through the entire place from where he was in the room in the back, and now Nico was definitely laughing, though he still tried to hide it a tiny bit, for Will's sake.

"I did not get laid!" Will yelled back, his face beet-red and his hands fidgeting and moving up to hide said face when he caught Nico's gaze, but Nico was pretty sure everybody close enough had already seen.

Aww, wasn't he adorable?

Seriously, had Nico been this obvious in the past, too? When he had been a flustered mess?

Now he could kind of understand why the guys had enjoyed turning him into said flustered mess.

There was silence for a long moment, in which all of Will's siblings seemed to consider his words.

Then, there was an assortment of heavy sighs coming from various directions.

"Sucks."

"Well, you should have."

"Your loss, bro."

"And then you come back? You should have stayed until you had gotten laid, dude."

Weren't Will's siblings simply the best?

Nico certainly thought so.

He watched Will gape and stare off into space with a near incredulous expression, then Nico took mercy on his boyfriend.

"Guys, give him some peace, alright? He was very anxious about not returning on time, but we were having a bit of an emergency." He said loudly, and Will's look of utmost gratitude made it absolutely worth it that Nico now found himself being the center of attention.

(Which he hated to be, since it unnerved him to no end.)

Heads popped out from the various rooms again, questions and calls filling the room once more, while a few of the patients started chuckling under their breath.

(Except the two that were glowering at them and seeming impatient for their treatment, even though there still were enough medics buzzing about.)

"An emergency, huh?" Kayla muttered with a raised eyebrow, undoubtedly knowing everything was just fine between them.

Nico shrugged with a small smile, confirming her unspoken words, then he allowed Will to drag him off towards his small room so they could change into scrubs.

"I swear, I'll never hear the end of this. Seriously, this is all Percy's fault." His boyfriend grumbled, his face still flushed, and Nico gazed at him amused, knowing full well he wasn't actually upset.

"No making out in there, guys!" Alec yelled the moment they were about to close the door, and Will let out a frustrated sound, before slamming the door shut with a loud 'I do what I want!'.

Which…might not have been the best thing to say, since they promptly heard the ever so lovely chorus of 'Ooh!'-s sounding through the infirmary, making Nico's lips twitch all over again.

"Just ignore them, sole mio. They're just teasing because they're happy you are happy." He reasoned as he was now the one tugging Will away, leading him over to where their scrubs were.

There was a reason he was here, after all.

Next to the fact that he didn't feel like training anymore (bless Jason for taking over for him).

And the fact he had wanted to get Will here in one piece and make sure he wasn't teased too much.

He really wanted to help Will out a bit.

Like, really.

Out of the four of them, Will was the one with the toughest schedule, yet he complained the least.

He complained about a lot, but never about his work in the infirmary, never anything past an exhausted 'Sorry, that took a bit longer than expected'.

Nico knew from experience how things could get in the infirmary, and even if there might not be any 'severe' injuries at the moment (which they were all more than glad for), it was still hard work, and more often than not tedious.

He used to help Will out a lot in the past, after all.

The past weeks – or months, rather – that had somehow…gotten lost.

Nico wanted to change that.

He was going to be there for Will.

Of course, he knew the four of them all wanted to be there for each other in any and every way possible, but this was…this was something different.

Nico used to do this with Will, and he just…wanted to have that again.

He hadn't told Will that, exactly, but he had asked whether it would be okay to tag along and help out, and Will's expression had indicated he might already know his reasoning behind it.

"Hey Nico, have you seen my-…" Will asked distractedly just as Nico tugged his shirt off over his head, and he turned his head to look at him in question when he abruptly broke off.

"What?" He asked, confused, when he found Will staring at him – or rather, his…stomach…?

Will tore his gaze away and looked almost flustered for a moment, but then he seemed to catch himself again, a cheeky grin spreading on his face, instead.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just realized how hot my boyfriend looks shirtless. Are you sure you want to wear scrubs?"

Nico gazed back at him with a raised eyebrow and an unimpressed expression.

"Will, you see me shirtless every night." He replied, trying to ignore his rapidly beating heart.

Will was such a charmer, seriously.

The blonde shrugged, his grin still in place.

"Yeah, so? It's dark in the evening, Neeks. I don't get to see much! Now though…" He let his eyes move up and down Nico's body slowly, then shook his head with a wistful whistle.

This time, Nico did blush.

A tiny bit.

Ugh, this guy.

"We have such a thing called lights, Will, you can see me just fine. Plus, are you sure your siblings would be very thrilled about me walking around in the infirmary without my shirt on, just for your pleasure?" He replied as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, absolutely not feeling self-conscious or anything, nope.

…Okay, maybe a tiny little bit.

Will was still shaking his head with that wistful look on his face, his gaze back on Nico's stomach, and Nico took that as a sign he absolutely hadn't been listening.

"You're like a horny teenager. Come on, get your head out of the gutter, sunshine." Nico chided, then pulled the thin black shirt over his head that he had stored here back when he used to help Will out more often.

There was no way he was going to wear scrubs over his thicker, warm shirt; not when he would be moving around so much, but he also wasn't going to just wear scrubs.

Will made a disappointed sound, but slipped back into his own scrubs and came over no moment later, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before ushering him out of the room.

As if it had been Nico that had gotten distracted.

"Aww, seems like you two didn't make out." Alec mumbled dejectedly when he spotted them first, and Will huffed loudly.

"Well, you'd be surprised, but we're actually dating for more than just sex, my dearest brother."

True that.

"Though the sex is an added plus." Nico added quietly enough so only Will could hear, and laughed quietly when Will's head shot around, his expression wild and absolutely stunned.

Then a dirty grin appeared on his face, and he wiggled his eyebrows at Nico in a rather exaggerated, but still ever so adorable way.

"Oh, you think so? Wait until I-…"

"Think hard before you finish that sentence, Will. We still possess perfect hearing, you know?" Kayla called from one of the rooms, and Will made a face, while Nico wondered faintly whether that meant they had heard what he had just said, too.

…Oops…

"Hm? What did she say?" Alec asked, looking confused, and Will snorted.

"She said you should stop acting as if you're actually writing a real report, and get working. I agree. There's some minor injuries you can treat, and I think I just heard Austin cursing about a lack of supplies. Nico, want to go with him for a bit while I catch up with Kayla?"

Ah, Will was getting back into doctor-mode.

Nico nodded, then moved past him to follow Alec, who ever so reluctantly put down the clipboard and seemed to sulk, before waving him along with a grin to get started.

They moved through the rooms, and Nico greeted one familiar face after another, while he and Alec got an overview of what supplies were needed, then went to fetch them.

The Apollo kids always smiled so much.

It had always struck Nico as odd, and a bit of a stereotype, but they didn't seem to have any problem with that whatsoever.

Nico kind of liked it.

Their smiles were nothing compared to Will's smile, of course, but he liked how cheerful and vibrant they all were, given that they were all busy working and taking care of more or less grumpy patients.

Alec and he mostly worked in silence, stocking up the rooms and getting an overview of the patients that still needed treatment, before Nico helped him setting a splint and patch up a bloody lip and nose.

Then, they went back into the tiny supply room and Alec decided it would be a great idea to cut some more bandages and ready some more other supplies for quick access.

Nico had the impression he just wanted to get away from all the people for a while, though he didn't ask.

Instead, he kept him company and helped, occasionally hearing Will's voice through the ajar door, all authoritative and steady and composed.

Will was such a doctor.

Nico could so see him with his own doctor's office one day, seriously.

Maybe something with kids, too.

Will would be great with kids.

Will already was.

Nico daydreamed about that for a while, about living in New Rome with his boyfriends, about finding jobs, living life, doing all those adult things they'd have to do sooner or later, like earning money and buying groceries and looking for a house together or whatever else.

Then, he thought of the Camps, of this Camp, of their duties and responsibilities, of the irony that all four of them were head counsellors of their cabins, yet none of them really gave a damn about Camp activities or the like.

For some reason, that thought gave him pause, and he glanced sideways at Alec, who was still cutting bandages with his tongue sticking out a tiny bit.

True…

Will was the only one of the four who really had siblings at Camp, who had a cabin he actually should take care of, who had responsibilities that far exceeded theirs.

As the head counsellor, and the head of the infirmary, he definitely had a lot more work to struggle with than any of them, yet he never complained about it.

Then again, he also kept insisting he had never asked for the positions, either.

What did his siblings think, though?

They never really visited the Apollo cabin, after all, nor did they do sleep-overs or anything like that.

They didn't even sit with the Apollo kids at breakfast/lunch/dinner.

Guilt started gnawing at Nico, and he only noticed he had completely stopped with the bandage-cutting when Alec looked at him in question, and he hurriedly looked down at his hands.

The silence stretched on, and somehow, Nico was beginning to feel uncomfortable, even though he usually much preferred silence.

He cleared his throat to battle it momentarily, but all that did was make Alec look up again, probably expecting him to speak.

"I'm…erm…I'm sorry." Nico said lamely, focusing back on cutting his bandages the way Will had shown him ages ago.

"Sorry for what?" Alec asked with a light frown as he also kept on working, and Nico shrugged.

"For…well, for keeping Will to ourselves, I guess. I can only imagine how much it must suck when one's head counsellor is never around and rather spends his nights somewhere else. It just…I don't know, I just feel as if we…sort of took him from you. In a way. And I'm sorry about that." He tried to explain without looking up, and saw Alec putting the scissors down out of the corners of his eyes.

For a moment, there was silence.

Then Alec snorted out a laugh that sounded a lot like Will's when he couldn't decide between amusement or incredulity.

"Dude, it's fine! I mean, I appreciate the gesture, and it sure ain't easy, but…you know…" Alec exclaimed, gesticulating wildly, then he suddenly stopped with a big sigh, rubbing the side of his neck the way Will still sometimes did.

Then he sighed again, and Nico put down his scissors, looking at him properly.

"We're happy for him, Nico. We're happy for all four of you, really. Sure, sometimes it sucks, and Kayla and Austin are taking turns in acting like the leaders, but it kind of works, so it's all good. We much prefer this to…well…" Alec started, then trailed off again, pursing his lips and staring off into space for a moment.

Nico tilted his head slightly, and Alec sighed again, seemingly trying to collect his thoughts.

"You see, Will used to be…a lot different. You know him for a while now, you probably know a lot of his smiles are fake, and he gets louder and more obnoxious the more distressed he is. But you haven't…there used to be a time, when…how do I best explain this…" Alec tried once more, then trailed off once more.

Then he groaned, rubbing at his face.

"Nico…he used to be…a lot less cheerful, okay? Like, after the battle in Manhattan, after we finally had to admit that Michael hadn't made it, we knew we had to make somebody else head counsellor, and Will was simply the next in line, not to mention Michael's favorite. Not that he ever said that, or that he was even allowed to pick favorites, but seriously, those two were close, okay? Plus, Will was the best medic, it just made sense. He didn't complain or anything, either. He just did it. Back then, he just did things, Nico. He'd stay in the infirmary and work, work, work, smile at his patients and offer encouraging words, then he'd make sure we all ate and drank and he even put us to bed. He did all that with that smile on his face that was…sort of like a mask, you know? Of course you know. But, the point is, we all knew he was hurting just like we were. We had all lost friends in that battle, friends and family, and we were all coping in our own ways, comforting each other and struggling with whatever life was throwing at us. Will was no different. The thing is just…for us, it got better. For Will…it didn't. Not really. He just…kept on smiling. Kept on laughing. He kept cheering everybody else up and acting the part of a cheerful kid that had never seen any of the horrors we had all faced, up to the point where even we forgot he might still be hurting." Alec explained, and Nico watched him struggling for words, giving a small nod to show he was listening and understood.

"Maybe he even forgot he was hurting, himself. I don't know. But we just…it became normal. He'd be there, he'd take care of everybody, day in, day out. Then the second war came, and he was still there, and took care of us, and his smile was something that was simply always there, we kind of just…took it for granted. I don't even remember whether I ever asked him whether he was okay during that time, whether I ever offered to listen in case he had to get anything off his chest, the way he did with us. I mean, he was simply there. Always. For us, for other campers, for everybody but himself, really. And none of us even questioned it in any way anymore at some point…until you showed up at Camp again."

Nico blinked, then frowned, looking back at Alec in confusion.

What…did he have to do with this…?

Alec's lips twitched, and he licked over them nervously as he shook his head and drew a deep breath.

"When you showed up again, Will seemed so…different. He was fidgeting, he was nervous, that mask he had kept on for so long seemed to practically crumble right off his face just because of your mere presence. Then you agreed to those three days in the infirmary, and he beamed, Nico. He was smiling, and it looked so different from the smiles we had seen all that time, from the smiles we had been used to at that point. But that's what made us realize just how fake all of that had been. Do you know what I mean? It's like…he just suddenly seemed so genuinely happy, it made us realize with a jolt that…well, that he hadn't been, before…" Alec muttered, trailing off again as he lowered his gaze, playing around with some of the bandages absent-mindedly.

"So, when you started spending more time with him, and he seemed to actually glow and radiate that genuine happiness…we didn't want it to stop. Ever. You wouldn't believe it now, Nico, but we had more than just one crisis meeting in the Apollo cabin after we heard about that 'secret admirer' of yours, and realized that our Will might be losing to some weirdo with no sense of privacy."

Nico snorted and bit his lip trying to stop himself from laughing, wondering whether he should tell Percy that.

Alec shot him a small grin.

"Yeah, you're laughing now, but that was a serious matter. We didn't want our Will upset anymore, after all. We wanted him happy, and we wanted him to actually think of himself, not us. He had been there for us for so very long already, and we hadn't given him anything in return. Now, imagine how relieved we were when you guys came back after New Year's and still kept on hanging out with Will and made him happy? Though, trust me, you wouldn't have wanted to see what we had planned if that hadn't been the case, I'm just saying." Alec pointed out, and Nico raised an eyebrow, wondering just what the Apollo cabin would have come up with.

Though he was more than glad they hadn't had to find out.

Alec let out another long sigh, though it seemed a lot more relaxed, and he was smiling at Nico when he spoke again.

"My point is…we really are happy for him. For you guys. That everything worked out the way it did. And we really, really want to see him happy, you know? No matter if it means he won't be the best head counsellor or head medic anymore. After all this time, and after now knowing the whole thing with…with…that person…we just…" Alec broke off, looking as if he had just swallowed something very bitter, and Nico couldn't blame him one bit.

"We just want him happy. Yeah. So, we really don't care that you took him from us. As I said, it might suck sometimes, but…anything is better than how things used to be, and I sure as hell don't ever want him smiling a fake smile again. Yeah." Alec finished, clearing his throat a couple of times as he spoke, and Nico looked down at the bandages for a long moment in silence.

Then he smiled.

"Okay. Thanks. For telling me all that. And…well, I…I'll do my best. Making him happy, I mean."

Alec grinned at him, and the two just stood there for a moment in silence.

"Though I suppose you four could always do a sleep-over at our cabin." Alec then mused, and Nico's eyebrows shot up.

"I doubt you'll like that very much."

"Why, do you guys snore?"

"Nah, but we sleep naked."

Nico wasn't sure why he had said that.

Maybe it was because it had been the first thing to cross his mind.

Maybe it was because of the lingering shock that they did sleep naked, and he merely wanted somebody else to share that shock for once.

Alec, apparently, was the perfect person for that.

Because he promptly dropped the scissors and sputtered something indistinguishable, looking at Nico as if he had grown a second head.

Then he started laughing as he shook his head, burying his face in his hands.

"Oh gods, too much info. I love it. Sorry, but I'm gonna tell Kayla that. And Austin. No, better, I'm gonna bet with them. You better back me up when they come and ask for confirmation, di Angelo."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Nico retorted, definitely not intending to do any such thing, but Alec only laughed louder.

"You're really something, dude. I like you. Good brother-in-law."

Nico was about to reply with a 'Thanks', but then blushed when he realized what Alec was trying to hint at with the last part.

"That's…isn't it a bit early to say such stuff?!" He exclaimed with a quickly heating face, and Alec of course instantly noticed, his laugh turning into a loud cackle as he repeatedly nudged Nico's shoulder with a wiggle of his eyebrows, while Nico tried to hide his face.

So much for keeping his composure for just one day!

"Hey, what are you two up to in here, we can hear you throughout the-…Alec, what exactly do you think you're doing to my boyfriend?" Will exclaimed as he poked his head in, right when Nico tried to escape and Alec pulled him back and put him into a headlock to ruffle through his hair (how dare he?!), exclaiming loudly how not-scary he actually was (scandalous) and how he was looking forward to their wedding (what even?!).

(Nico could so see how he and Will were related, given that they were both idiots and not scared of the Ghost King in any way, whatsoever.)

The audacity.

Nico wailed loudly until his boyfriend came to his rescue, pulling him away and glowering daggers at Alec while ranting about being 'the only one permitted to turn Nico into a flustered mess'.

(Never.)

Then, Nico grinned and stuck his tongue out at Alec over Will's shoulder, and Alec huffed indignantly, before he started laughing all over again.

Yeah, he liked Will's siblings.

Will gave him a kiss on the cheek, and Nico's grin widened.

As much as he liked Will's siblings though, Will would always be his favorite sunshine.

His.

...

Jason smiled to himself, stroking up and down Will's back with one hand as his blonde sat curled up in his lap, his head resting against Jason's shoulders.

"I can't believe they took my boyfriend from me, Jason. There I leave him with Alec for, like, five minutes, and suddenly, they're besties, and next thing I know, my whole cabin turns against me and drags him off and keeps him to themselves! Can you believe it?!" Will kept rambling quietly, and Jason's lips twitched.

"I do. You've already told me six times, love. Also, I walked in to your siblings planning our wedding and urging Nico to agree with them, so-…"

"Yes! I know! That was horrible, too! They are set on embarrassing me, Jason, I'm telling you! And there I thought they loved me!" Will wailed, and Jason shook his head with a small smile.

Always so dramatic.

"They do. Same as I love you. Just that I love you even more." Jason stated, and watched pleased how Will immediately stopped his rant, his mouth opening and closing a couple of times, before he huffed and let himself fall back against Jason more, again.

"Fair enough. I love you, too, Handsome. Think our other two troublemakers will be back soon?" He asked, and they both glanced towards the door.

"For sure. They're only fetching dinner." He replied reassuringly, knowing it was still difficult for Will to let them out once they were all together in the cabin and it was getting late.

It had been Nico's idea to keep to themselves tonight.

None of them had complained.

He moved his hand back to Will's back to resume his stroking, and his other hand sneaked its way back to Will's thigh, taking pride in the fact Will was comfortable enough with him to be in this position without complaint.

After the past days, and the way Will had almost seemed to be avoiding him, Jason couldn't deny he had gotten a bit worried.

He already had a hunch just why Will might actually have kept away a bit, but he really didn't want to pressure him into talking about it.

Jason knew how he was with Percy, knew how it had to look like to Will, knew what it had to remind him of.

He knew all that, and he hated it, but he also couldn't help it.

He had tried to be gentler with Percy, to be the way he was with Nico when they were making out, the way he was with Will whenever they started to make out.

But somehow, he had always ended up getting carried away.

Percy's pleading and mewling hadn't helped with his resolve one bit, either, of course, but Jason knew better than to blame him.

He wasn't sure what to think, though.

When he had started worrying too much, dreading Will might actually be scared of him, he had tried to tentatively come closer, which had ended with the two of them making out in the shower, and Will had seemed just fine then.

Which was great, of course, but it didn't really help Jason.

"What are you thinking about, Handsome?" Will asked quietly, opening his eyes to gaze at Jason, though his cheek was still pressed against Jason's shoulder.

He shrugged slightly.

"Nothing much. Just…things, I guess. Oh yeah, we never got around to tell you, because of the whole cuddles-thing, but Percy and I actually wanted to apologize. For the past days. We were a bit…uncontrolled." He mumbled, and half expected Will to tense at the mention of Percy's and his lovemaking, but instead, Will chuckled in response.

"Uncontrolled? Really? That's what you're gonna call it? Well, suit yourselves. Wait, does this mean you're done now? Finished all your experimenting and lusting after each other at each and every turn?"

Wow, thanks Will.

That made Jason feel so much better about everything, indeed.

"We didn't mean to neglect you and Nico. It just…I don't know. It's all very…new." He tried and failed to explain himself, but Will shook his head and lifted his finger to Jason's lips to shush him.

"Jason, it's okay. You didn't neglect us. Hell, Nico loved it. He probably won't admit to it yet, but he loves seeing Percy completely falling apart beneath you, Handsome. He also absolutely loved it when you decided to tug him into the middle and ravished him from both sides. Though I'm still surprised you let Percy top him then."

Jason's lips twitched, and he automatically kissed Will's finger that still rested against them.

Will sure knew how to change the topic, huh?

Unfortunately for him, Jason immediately picked up on one tiny fact.

Will hadn't said with one word that he had been okay with any of this.

It stung.

Jason didn't want it to, but it still did.

Will fell quiet almost immediately.

He always knew.

It was kind of sad.

Though it was also great, because it allowed the four of them to always know whenever there was something wrong, and they could act immediately, rather than hours or days or weeks later.

Unless it had to do with Will and how he was feeling, of course, because Will still liked to act unbothered.

Like right now.

Silence settled over them, and Jason wondered whether Will knew what was bothering him.

Then he wondered whether he just wasn't saying anything yet because there was nothing he could say to fix anything.

That thought stung even more.

Was it…wrong?

What Jason and Percy were doing?

He knew Percy liked it, of course.

Jason had done his best to make sure he had enjoyed each and every time they had had sex, and, if anything, Percy had tried to spur him on to more each and every time, too.

He also knew that there were other couples out there that simply had rougher sex, and that was without even considering the whole BDSM aspect that some were into.

But Jason didn't consider himself a part of that.

He didn't really want to tie Percy up or anything, after all.

Or…maybe he did?

It was confusing.

He didn't want to tie Nico or Will up, that much was for certain.

Why always only Percy, anyways?

One would expect Jason to be the same way with all three of them, or at least similar.

Instead, it seemed worlds apart.

He wanted to treasure Nico, wanted to worship Will, and wanted to take Percy apart.

How weird was that?

Jason had always thought he knew who he was and what he wanted, but…this…?

The worst was that, every time he and Percy had been all over each other the past days (and what glorious days they had been…), he had felt so certain that it was right, that it was okay, that it was good, great, amazing, perfect.

But then, he had found himself gazing at Will, and the guilt had come right back.

"Will?" His voice was quiet, though Will heard him just fine, and Jason could feel his gaze from the side.

"Yes?" Will's voice was quiet, too, his gaze boring into Jason as if he was trying to see his very soul.

Jason stared off into space for a long moment, trying to gather enough courage to ask what he had kept asking himself the past days – a question he wasn't sure he could take the answer to.

"Am I like Kyle?"

Will flinched ever so slightly, though he didn't move or get away from Jason, which had to be a plus.

Jason still found himself dreading the answer, anyways.

"No. No, you're not." Will then replied, his voice still quiet, but also dead serious.

Jason didn't relax.

"But I…with Percy…" He started, the guilt coming back, and he cursed himself for bringing this up, after all.

He had told himself he wouldn't pressure Will into talking about this, yet what was he doing now?

This was exactly what he had sworn he wouldn't do!

"Don't. Jason, don't. That's different. Baby, that's worlds apart." Will insisted, and now, he did shift on Jason's lap, making him dread he was going to leave him.

But Will didn't.

Instead, he turned and moved his legs until he was straddling Jason, his hands moving up to cup his face, his expression upset and searching.

Jason couldn't find any words to explain, so he merely gazed into those bright blue, worried eyes, the words stuck in his throat.

Will shook his head softly, his thumbs stroking over Jason's cheeks.

"It's different, Jason. You and Percy, you both enjoy what you're doing, right? It's consensual. You both agree to it, and you both enjoy it, and neither of you push the other to anything they don't want. That's the way it should be, love. You could never…you're nothing like him. Don't you think that. Ever. Not for one small moment. What you and Percy have, that's something special, something beautiful, and something good. Don't let him soil that for you, love." Will insisted, his words so beautiful, his touches so gentle, but Jason could only shake his head, his throat suddenly feeling thick.

"Shh, it's okay. Jason, you're okay. Okay? Did Percy give you the impression he didn't like anything you did? I don't think so. Come on, you enjoyed yourself. I know you loved it. What's with the doubts now? Did something happen? Did somebody say anything? Do I have to beat anybody up?"

Jason shook his head again.

Any other time, Will's words might have made him smile, especially since he knew Will would do all in his power to protect them.

Nico had told them about the 'duel' against Dilan, after all, and how Will hadn't actually been able to wield Nico's sword for very long, much less cause any damage, but how he had still managed to scare the shit out of Dilan, as well as everybody else present.

It wasn't every day that Will Solace, healer and all, decided to actually engage in anything even remotely violent.

…Much like how one wouldn't expect Jason to push Percy around and dominate him and getting off on it repeatedly.

He swallowed and tried to avert his gaze, but Will didn't let him.

"I know you were avoiding us, Will…" He muttered, though he instantly regretted it when he felt Will stiffening to a board.

His hands left Jason's face, and when Jason finally made himself look back at his boyfriend, he found him with his eyes downcast and a guilty expression on his face.

"That…that's not…" Will started, looking and sounding conflicted, and Jason didn't want to hear it.

"You don't have to lie, Will. It's okay. I know-…"

"You don't know anything, Jason. It's not like that! I know you, Jason. And I know Percy. And I know what you two do. I know it, and I am happy for you. Don't you ever doubt that. It's not that I have anything against what you two are doing."

Jason would love to believe that.

"Seriously, it's not. One day, I'd love to stick around. I'm not upset about it, Jason. And I'm not blaming you for anything. I sure as hell am not scared of you, just in case you ever stumble over that thought. I…I know it's consensual, okay? And I know you're not hurting him, and I know you two are still just trying to figure things out between you. But that's great. It's cool. Keep doing that for as long and much as you like, I'm all for it. I just…" Will trailed off in his rant, and Jason watched his expression with a guarded one of his own, trying to detect the lie, trying to see through anything Will might not be saying.

But Will seemed genuine.

Will's shoulders fell, his eyes on his hands in Jason's lap.

"I…I really don't mind, okay? It's just…I can't. I can't be around. At least not for now. I…pain…pain of any sort is just…I don't know how to deal with that yet, Jason. I know you're not hurting him, but the way it looks…it does remind me of…things. But that has nothing to do with you. And you should never feel bad for that, Jason. I'm sorry I didn't talk to you about this before. I kind of…I had sort of hoped you wouldn't notice, I guess. It's…it's still difficult to…to talk…about these sort of things…"

Jason knew.

That was the thing.

He knew, and this was exactly why he hadn't wanted to mention this, why he hadn't wanted to push Will past his comfort zone, why he hadn't wanted to make Will look so torn and guilty and uncomfortable, with his body hunched and his hands fidgeting.

Jason wasn't sure how to fix it, though.

He wanted to apologize, but that wouldn't help, and only make Will apologize for making him apologize, and then it would be a never-ending, pointless circle of apologies that didn't help either of them in any sort of way.

"It's okay, Will. I'm not blaming you or calling you out or anything. I-…we just don't want to make you uncomfortable or scared…" He started, but couldn't get any further, because Will suddenly cupped his face and crashed their lips together.

Jason blinked, automatically returning the kiss tentatively as his hands shot up to clasp Will's wrists, still trying to make sense of what was happening.

"I'm not scared." Will breathed against his lips, utter conviction in his voice, then he kissed him again, and Jason found himself relaxing slightly.

He half expected the kiss to be slow, gentle, something to make him shut up and let Will speak again.

But Will seemed intent on speaking through his kiss, because he made no move to stop, and the kiss was demanding, harsh and nearly forceful, a senseless mashing of their lips, with both of them pushing against each other much more than necessary.

Will had his arms wrapped around Jason's neck now, even though he had no memory of him moving, but his own hands were at Will's side without his knowledge, too, holding onto him and pulling him closer, fingers digging into the soft skin hiding under that shirt.

"Not of you. Never of you." Will continued breathlessly, and Jason shivered.

"You sure?" He asked, though the question sounded silly, even inside his head.

Pictures and memories zigzagged through his mind, of Kyle, of Will's panic attacks, of his need for permission, of the way he had left as soon as Jason and Percy had started getting carried away, of the way Will had looked at him.

Will bit down on his bottom lip.

"Yes. Now touch me, you giant bundle of unnecessary worries. Seriously, you practically consist of gentleness and affection, and you think I'm gonna be scared of you? Please." Will ranted with a raspy voice, and Jason couldn't help but smile slightly, the tension finally leaving his shoulders completely.

Will was rambling.

But it was that sort of rambling that he did when he didn't like admitting to things, not the sort of rambling he did when he was trying to cover up anything.

Jason wasn't sure how he knew the difference, but he was going to trust his gut feeling for now, anyways.

"You want me to touch you?" He asked, his voice only the tiniest bit teasing, but Will promptly shot him a dark glare, before very pointedly averting his face.

"Is that the only thing you just heard? Well, now you missed your chance, that's for sure."

Jason's grin widened, and he pulled Will closer the moment he tried to pull away to sulk.

"Aww, don't be like that, Freckles. You know I love to touch you. You feel so nice and soft." He cooed, and Will tried to act utterly unimpressed, though with his face averted, Jason had a perfect view of his quickly reddening ear.

"Soft, huh? Sounds like I'll have to work out a bit more." He rambled, and Jason nuzzled his face against his boyfriend's neck.

"Nah, you're perfect the way you are. All soft and warm and loving. A bundle of love. So kind, so caring, so wonderful." Jason whispered appraisingly, placing gentle pecks on Will's neck as he watched Will's ear turning a darker shade of red.

"Shush, you're just trying to seduce me."

Lies.

Well, maybe a tiny little bit.

Jason grinned against Will's skin for a moment, then placed another peck to it, before pulling back to look near scandalized.

"What? Me? Would I ever? Come on, I just want to show you how much I love you, Freckles. May I love you?" He asked hopefully, and Will automatically turned to look at him, blinking in confusion for a moment, before his face flushed a bit more, and his freckles started glowing.

"I…you…how would you even…ugh, do what you want." He then exclaimed, and Jason's grin was back full-force.

He had the most adorably boyfriend, okay?

"Okay. Careful, here I come." He warned, and Will immediately looked ready to fight again, but his 'I don't need a freaking warning, you sap!' was lost in the squeak that followed as Jason grabbed hold of him properly and threw them both sideways into the sheets.

"Jason!" Will exclaimed, but that was also lost, this time in a small wail as Jason started attacking his boyfriend with tons of kisses.

"Lemme love you!" He insisted when Will tried to escape and Will's wailing grew louder, though the grin on his face was ill-concealed, and the way he moved to slide beneath Jason rather than trying to roll away spoke volumes.

Jason inwardly gloated at getting Will to feel comfortable enough to let him climb on top of him, even if it was just to shower him in kisses.

That was more than enough, and much more than Jason could have ever hoped for.

"You two seem to be enjoying yourselves." Percy stated dryly behind them, and Jason grinned as he heard the door close and Nico chuckle quietly.

There they were.

"Percy! Percy, save me! Jason is being horrible again! There I wanted to shower him in affection, and he tricked me into this!" Will lamented loudly, but Jason shushed him by sealing their lips, and Will didn't even complain.

"That's Jason for you. You try to love him, and he gets carried away loving you. Though, hey, want us to help you out? I don't think we ever actually drowned Jason in our love." Percy mused, and Jason pulled away, turning his head around to shoot his boyfriend a bewildered look.

What?

"Yes!" Will exclaimed loudly, and Jason made the mistake of glancing back at him.

The next moment, Percy practically flung himself into the bed, closely followed by Nico, and Jason didn't even have the time to complain and make sure not to squish Will, because Will got flattened into the mattress a moment later right along with him, anyways.

He groaned, Will snorted, Nico chuckled, and Percy pushed them all around without any qualms, until all four of them were curled up in bed, and Jason was successfully squished in the middle of it all.

"Guys…guys, I already feel very loved! You don't need to-…" He started, but it was all futile, because they smothered him in love and affection no moment later, anyways, their kisses sweet and their touches gentle.

"Take our love, Jason." Will insisted, grinning at him smugly when their gazes met, and Jason guessed this was what he got for always trying to get them to accept his love.

His lips split into a soft smile.

Well, he could live with that, then.

He could live with that just fine.