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Title: Chasing Fireflies – The Next Generation of Heroes
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; post both series
Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, they belong to the old Greeks. This fanfiction and its OCs on the other hand are entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, fluff, h/c, mpreg, explicit intercourse, anal, oral, D/s, bondage, masturbation, toys, spanking, rimming, handjobs, magic, knotting, collars, past rape/abuse, (temporary) character death, depression, threesomes, shoujo-ai, hetero
Main Pairing: Sander/Donny, Trend/Derek/Sam and Nico/Percy
Side Pairings: Chris/Clarisse, Piper/Annabeth, Frank/Hazel/Leo, Jason/Reyna, Travis/Connor, Malcolm/Katie, Lou/Miranda, Jake/Will, Kayla/Nyssa, Alabaster/Liam, Tyson/Ella, Paul/Sally, Hades/Persephone, Tempest/Blackjack
Side Pairings OCs: Trend/Sam, Herc/Thea, Joe/Nico, Marshall/Sara, Loki/Blance, Dash/Kara, Vic/Stella/Jonas, Chuck/Melissa, Luke/Thess, Kitty/Percy, Fred/Carry, JP/Milly
Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Clarisse la Rue, Chris Rodriguez, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Hazel Levesque, Leo Valdez, Frank Zhang, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, Jason Grace, Will Solace, Jake Mason, Katie Gardner, Malcolm Cage, Miranda Gardner, Lou Ellen, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Nyssa Black, Kayla Hein, Alabaster C. Torrington, Thalia Grace, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Octavian Simmons, Ella, Tyson, Grover Underwood, Sally Blofis, Paul Blofis, Chiron, Small Bob, Mrs. O'Leary, Blackjack, Tempest, Arion
Gods: Hades, Persephone, Demeter, Poseidon, Artemis
Own Animals: Shadowchaser (Donny's shadow-pegasus), Trickster (Sander's pegasus), Nightowl (Thea's pegasus), Fighter (Sam's pegasus), Rush (Trend's pegasus), Poker (Jack's pet-bunny)
Own Characters of the Next Generation:
Nicercy: Bianca Maria 'Bia' di Angelo, Hades Poseidon 'Donny' di Angelo, Sally Persephone 'Percy' di Angelo, Theseus Paul 'Thess' di Angelo, James Charles 'Jimmy' di Angelo, Laura Silena 'Silly' di Angelo, Jackson Tyson Jack' di Angelo
Chrisse: Calandra 'Cally' Rodriguez, Chrysander 'Sander' Rodriguez, Charisma 'Carry' Rodriguez
Pipabeth: Theadora Tiphane 'Thea' Chase, Lucas Thomas 'Luke' Chase, Tristan Frederick 'Fred' Chase, Matthew Robert 'Matt' Chase
Jayna: Hercules 'Herc' Grace, Thalia Hylla 'Thyl' Grace, Jupiter Perseus 'JP' Grace
Frazeleo: Esperanza Nicole 'Nico' Zhang, Sammy Marie Zhang, Emily Fey 'Milly' Zhang, Claryssa 'Claire' Zhang
Matie: Amarilla 'Amy' Cage, Anthismos 'Andy' Cage
Louranda: Kathryn 'Kitty' Ellen, Alabaster 'Basty' Ellen
Jakill: Elizabeth 'Lizzy' Mason (adopted; daughter of Apollo)
Stolls: Hunter 'Hunt' Hood, Hayden 'Heist' Hood (adopted; sons Hermes)
Own Demigods: Samuel Raser (Ares), Derek Rhys (Demeter), Trend Austin (Athena), Marshall Mikaelson (Enyo), Sara Mers (Mars), Joanna Foxx (Vulcan), Phylicia Rosenberg (Persephone), Bellatrix la Fey (Ares), Phineas DeVorut (Venus), Melissa Montgomery (Dionysus), Charles Smith (Apollo), Stella Ribeiro (Aphrodite), Jonas Meyer (Enyalios), Victor Kruger (Hephaestus), Erik Anderson (Enyo), Lila Lovegood (Hecate), Rainbow Jordan (Iris), Takara Thompson (Trivia), Sedanur Aykan (Apollo, augur), Loki Murdock (Mercury), Blance Lamour (Chione), Ulrika Schuster (Eris), Arielle Schneider (Triton), Liam O'Riley (Hecate)
Summary: Donny di Angelo never cared about fighting or becoming a hero. Quite the opposite of Sander Rodriguez, who was the greatest Greek hero of their generation. Together with his beloved cousin Nico Zhang and his best friend Thea Chase, Donny faces the hardest quest possible. The one for confidence and love. His biggest support though are his parents and siblings. Being a teenage demigod was hard, being the son of the greatest hero ever was even harder.
Chasing Fireflies
The Next Generation of Heroes
48. Adjustments, Bonding and Cuddles
After the very delicious breakfast (for which the other six had praised Sam until he turned about fifty shades of red in embarrassment and swore that if they wouldn't stop, he won't cook for them again – effectively shutting them up), the seven heroes were sprawled out in the living room. One of the living rooms. Sam had shown them around a little until they came to agree on a 'base' to operate from. They chose the living room that was in direct line of sight of the Argo II.
Donny was comfortably laying half on top of Sander and half on Sam, his head on his best friend's lap and his feet on his boyfriend's. Which was great, because Sam was absentmindedly playing with his curls and Sander was giving him the best foot massage ever. And the cherry on top of this quite lazy and comfortable setting was the fact that Sam himself was sitting on his own boyfriend's lap. It made him nearly as happy to know that Sam finally had Trend as it did to know that Sander was his. One of Trend's legs was stretched out along the back-rest of the couch, Donny could feel it against his back, the other leg was dangling over the edge of the couch and Sam was sitting between the legs, leaning against Trend's chest as though he was trying to melt into it. Trend's arms were possessively wrapped around Sam's waist, his fingers tracing the brunette's six-pack.
"You're like an affectionate puppy, Disney Princess", commended Sam softly.
The first spoken words since they had left the kitchen – agreeing on the living room had been done by looks and since then, they had fallen into a companionable silence, mostly so to give Sam time to adjust. Herc, Thea and Nico were on the other couch opposite theirs, Thea half laying on her boyfriend while browsing something on Daedalus' laptop while Nico was busying herself with scribbling stuff into her analog notebook. The others tried to be discrete as they lifted their gazes to look at Sam. Not with guilt or pity or any of the other things Sam had been annoyed with earlier, but with open curiosity and interest. Progress, in Sam's books. Huge progress and it made him smile slightly, because they were trying, trying hard, just to make him comfortable. Not because they pitied him or worried that he'd break under the pressure or shit like that, but just because they cared.
"Oh, don't give me the puppy-eyes. That's not helping your case any, di Angelo", teased the son of Ares softly, poking Donny's nose. "Is he always that cuddly, Sander?"
"Uhu", nodded Sander obediently, still focused on Donny's feet. "But I think that comes with being a cute bottom. Cute bottoms are always cuddly. At least all I ever met were, I guess... Huh... Ouch!"
"Talk about your past conquests while giving your fiance a foot-massage, moron", huffed Sam and rolled his eyes while Sander rubbed the back of his head where Sam had hit him. "Seriously."
"It's not my fault! You asked", whined Sander with a pout. "Besides, you're one to talk! You've been like cuddled up to Trend since you caught that cold in Alaska. Don't glare. Ouch! Don't hit!"
"Pussy", muttered Sam and rolled his eyes again for good measure. "That was nothing."
"Sammy", chided Trend, grinning against Sam's mohawk. "No hitting our friends. Even if they're being total morons. Of course Sam is cuddly, he is the cutest, after all."
"I'm not cute", complained Sam in a barely audible mumbling.
"I would have rather expected a 'I'm not a bottom', to be honest", commented Thea offhandedly.
"I'm done lying", shrugged the son of Ares honestly, albeit with a faint blush. "I just... always topped because I was... too afraid to trust someone again in the way I had trusted Roy... But that didn't make me happy either. I'm done with this shit now. If I can admit to what happened, I can admit that I want a strong boyfriend to hold me, cuddle me and fuck me."
"That was way more information than I needed", grunted Nico and shuddered. "But congrats."
"Thanks", grinned Trend, beating Sam to the punch.
"She was talking to me, moron", snorted the son of Ares and raised one eyebrow.
"The way I see it, I'm the one who deserves the congratulations for having the cutest bottom ever", whispered the son of Athena softly into Sam's ear so the others wouldn't hear it.
"Urgh, Donny, can we switch?", grunted Sam in mock-annoyance, flushed brightly. "Yours is nice and gives foot-massages. Mine is just teasing me. Hand over your man, he seems more useful."
"No!", whined Donny with a playful glare, caressing his engagement ring. "Mine! My precious!"
"Aw, has someone been watching old movies again", cooed Sam, poking Donny's nose again.
While Sam and Donny fell into a playful banter, Trend and Sander exchanged a look that very much conveyed the message 'Damn, how did we get so lucky and how can they be so ridiculously cute?'. There was still soft music playing in the background, coming from Sam's laptop which he had brought with him from the kitchen. It was red, which was really not a surprise. Donny tilted his head curiously, briefly contemplating if Sam had the same thing for red as his mom had for blue and then he grinned broadly. He was so going to summon an all-red dinner tonight!
"What are you grinning like that for, my Dark Sea?", questioned Sander a little worried and grabbed Donny around the waist, pulling him flushed up against his chest. "That's your Evil Plan Face."
"Me? An Evil Plan Face? How dare you!", huffed Donny, still with the same grin, and kissed him.
Rolling his eyes at the other two boys, Sam adjusted himself, now that he didn't have the weight of Donny's head on his lap anymore. Throwing one leg over Trend's, he half-straddled the blonde's lap. Trend's arms rearranged their position, riding low on Sam's hips, the fingers locked behind Sam's back. And if he wished in the back of his mind that Trend would just loosen up and place those big, strong hands on top of his ass, then well, that was just his horny teenage mind. He finally had a boyfriend, a boyfriend that loved him – and who Sam also believed that he loved him and wasn't just saying it to get an easy lay. There were things Sam wanted. Had wanted for years now. And while Sander and Trend had been out and about, taking whatever came their way and while Marshall and Sara as well as Herc and Thea had practically always had each other for these kind of things, Sam had always only briefly wondered in the back of his mind how it would feel, never brave enough to even properly think it, much less to act on it, too afraid he'd get hurt again. But Trend? Yes, he trusted Trend enough, he knew Trend wouldn't hurt him. He knew he could try all those things – mh, on second thought, maybe not all... there were things that would surely disgust the blonde. At any rate, he finally had a boyfriend he knew he would enjoy sex with. He just knew.
"So... what's the plan? For now, I mean", questioned Sander, looking from Thea to Nico, trying to distract himself from his train of thought before he got a hard problem. "You look... planning."
"In the making", muttered Nico with a frown. "I surveyed the damage and, well, half the ship has been torn off and even though I can stitch it up again, I guess it'll be too much work, too time and material consuming, to get the cabins in proper shape again. We lost the infirmary and four bedrooms. Which means, and damn it all, you guys got to pair up and I will be Noah."
"Poor, unfortunate thing. If you'd just give Joanna the time of day finally, you wouldn't have to", commented Sam matter-of-factly. "That girl's been suffering from blue balls for ages now."
"W—What?", yelped Nico wide-eyed and with literally burning ears.
"If you burn down the mansion, my ma will have your ass", warned Sam with one cocked eyebrow. "Sara spends like all our IMs complaining about her poor, best friend's unrequited love. Urgh."
"Why are you telling me that now?", exclaimed Nico and waved her arms around wildly.
"Because we're currently in a state of no-secrets, right?", snorted Sam, sounding just a bit cynically. "So why the fuck not? Besides – and no offense there – but I really didn't know you or cared much before this whole quest, but by now I came to the conclusion that you really need a good romp in the sheets, girl. You have all that depressed 'Everybody is happy but me' thing going on and that's just a buzz-kill. So, since you're like one of my boys now, except that you're a girl, I plan on resolving that unresolved sexual tension. If Donny can kick ass and Sander can get engaged to a kick-ass Donny, then you can damn well ask your girl out."
"Why does he make it sound as though me getting engaged with you is a miracle?", pouted Sander.
"Ti amo, mio eroe", smiled Donny soothingly, escaping the answer and kissing him distractingly.
"Because you're a fucking coward that spend ten years trying to figure out how to say 'I love you'", snorted Hercules instead, earning himself hard glares and his girlfriend's elbow to the ribs. "Ouch."
"So what, I'm one of your boys now?", snorted Nico, still flustered.
"Yeah", nodded Hercules, again cutting in on answering. "What? You do need more friends. Sander and Donny don't count, they're your cousins. The guys from Bunker don't count either, you're more like a forced-to-work-together thing. You basically only have like Blance, Kara, me and Thea. And Thea only because she's my girlfriend. And Kara doesn't really count because she's the crush you're trying to get over – oh, don't give me that look, everybody knows that. You tinkerers are horrible with emotions and even worse with hiding them. So you basically only have the Ice Princess, which is kind of the weirdest friendship I've ever seen because seriously, it's the Ice Princess. And she doesn't get that nickname from being the daughter of Chione alone. She's emotionally crippled."
"Leave her alone, Grace", warned Sam unexpectedly sharp. "She's been through shit too."
Suddenly – and much to Trend's dismay – Nico lunged at the son of Ares and pulled him away from the others, tight grip on his upper arm, staring at him with wide and paranoid eyes.
"You... know", noted Nico, her voice surprised and kind of flat. "H—How do you know?"
"I don't know, exactly", shrugged Sam casually. "But I ran into her when she was with Loki a couple times and, well. You know the whole gaydar thing? Maybe there's a rapedar too... I just... when I look into her eyes, I can see that shattered-glass-expression there..."
"Do you... think you can talk to her?", asked Nico softly, her eyes filled with worry. "She doesn't talk to anyone. Not me, not Loki. She's just... keeping it bottled up. I really don't know what happened or with who, but she... Maybe you could... I mean... relate... Please? She's my best friend and like Herc just pointed out my only friend... I want to help... I just can't."
Instead of answering, Sam just cocked one eyebrow and turned toward their friends (who were the worst spies in history as they tried to listen in on their conversation). "The way I see it, you got a handful of friends. And Hercules wouldn't be worried for your lack of social activity if he wasn't your friend. Besides, Donny and Sander count too. You don't have to have a good relationship with your cousins, after all. So that you do, just proves that they're your friends. By Ares, I thought I was thinking negative thoughts. But you're just plain horrible." Here, he flipped her on the forehead with his fingers. "Stop being so negative and I'll... talk to Blance. Urgh. I hate you."
"I think you like me", grinned Nico and wrapped her arms around him in a grateful hug. "Otherwise I wouldn't be one of your boys now, eh Raser? But don't call Thea one of your boys, she'll kill you."
Her voice grew louder again as the two returned to the vacancy of the couches. Sam grinned slightly and ruffled her hair affectionately before obeying the pouty glare from Trend and returning to his place on the blonde's lap. The son of Athena gave a content sigh, burying his nose in the mohawk.
"Don't worry. Thea is one of my girls. But you're not... girly, so you can't be one of the girls, I guess. Which means you're one of the boys", answered the son of Ares casually. "Like Sara."
"I could be girly too!", exclaimed Nico a little taken aback.
"Then try that", suggested Donny with a small smile as he freed himself enough from Sander's grasp to cuddle up to Sam once more. "More hair petting, please?"
"Affectionate puppy", snorted Sam and caressed the soft curls.
Donny basked in the attention. He had his head back on Sam's thigh and Sander, obviously tired of giving him a foot massage (but damn, Donny was so going to require more of those), was lazily laying down between Donny's legs, his head on Donny's stomach and his arms around Donny's waist. Those were things he would have never thought he'd have. A bro. Not just a friend, or a best friend like Thea, but someone he shared a connection and banter and even a little affection with. And a boyfriend. No, not a boyfriend. A fiance. The most wonderful and amazing fiance possible. And friends. Because what Herc had said was true – not just for Nico. He too used to keep away from people, retreat instead of even trying to form friendships. Now he felt like an idiot for that.
"What do you mean 'try that'?", questioned Nico, looking just a bit peeved.
"Being girly!", huffed Donny and rolled his eyes. "I mean, if you like that girl. Joanna?"
"Joe", corrected Nico and blushed slightly as she said the name. "I... uh... Well..."
"That's embarrassed-person-crushing-on-someone for 'Yes'", translated Thea amused.
"Yeah, I'm still fluent in that", joked Donny with a grin. "So... You're always hard work and tinkering. Try being not so much about business then. Try loosening up some. Maybe be a little girly, try wooing her, or something. Oh! Thea, Sam and I can help you pick out clothes!"
"When did I become one of the girls?", huffed Sam, just a bit irritated. "Fuck this. No. Just no. I don't do shopping. And after that horrible, horrible experience with you, Thea and your mom, I will never go shopping again. In my whole life. Just because I want to bottom doesn't mean I'll turn into a girl like you, Disney Princess. You do that on your own."
The rumbling of Trend's laughter vibrated through Sam's whole being. "Good to hear. Because if I wanted a girl, I would have asked Donny out and not you, Sammy."
"Hey! I'm laying right here, you know that, yeah?!", exclaimed Donny with a pout.
"You're easy to tease", shrugged Thea casually and shared a grin with the others. "But to get back on track, I think you're right. Girling up won't hurt you, Nico. Just a bit! I'm not talking about pink dresses with ribbons and lace or red lipstick and nail polish and high heels, but maybe something else aside from baggy dungarees and grease in your hair? A push-up bra and a tight top and maybe shorts, you do have amazingly long legs, after all. Waxed legs, I'd hope for Joe's sake."
"And this is where I would ask you to please stop talking", interrupted Herc with a grimace.
"Agreed", chorused Sander, Trend and Sam loudly.
Silence befell the friends again as they sluggishly returned to their cuddling-arrangements. Trend had his eyes closed blissfully as he enjoyed the way Sam's scent surrounded him, the warmth of the brunette's body on top of him. Sam's legs were sprawled on either side of Trend, his cheek glued to the strong chest and his arms around the blonde's neck. Small shudders ragged Sam's body every now and then just as Trend's hands trailed up and down Sam's sides in a tender caress.
"You're my new favorite pillow", declared Sam softly. "Mh... You feel so good..."
"You need to make him give you a massage", advised Donny. "That feels really good."
Sander chuckled slightly as he adjusted his lover, who was wiggling his toes a little. Laying on top of Sander, Donny kept shifting until he finally had Sander's hands resting on top of his ass. A content hum escaped Sander's lips as the brunette started to give that sweet body-part of his love a massage too. Now that was Sander's second favorite part of Donny's body, right after the innocent, lovely eyes so full of emotions. Pushing himself off Sander's chest, he leaned over so he could kiss the brunette softly. Their lips moved against each other lazily.
"I love your taste", murmured Sander and licked his lips. "Salty pomegranates... mh..."
"Ew", grunted the son of Ares, craning his neck to stare at the other couple and wiggled his nose. "Doesn't sound all that delicious. Khan? What do I taste like?"
"Blood and bacon", answered Trend promptly. "Not that much of a surprise. And me, Sammy?"
Sam made a thoughtful face, tilting his head for a moment to contemplate. "Licorice. And love."
That stunned them all a little. Donny curled together in Sander's lap so he could look at Sam.
"What does love taste like?", asked the Disney Princess a bit confused.
"Dunno", shrugged Sam casually. "But Trend tastes like it."
Donny frowned in high concentration before grabbing Sander's face and pressing a more fierce and passionate kiss onto those warm lips. His tongue slipped into Sander's mouth, tracing along Sander's teeth, trying to determine what exactly Sander tasted like, because he had never thought about it.
"Is love that sweet candy-like note?", asked Donny curiously, looking at Sam.
"A bit like honey on chocolate but with a hundred shades of berries", nodded Sam and grinned.
"Huh. Then you taste like love too, San", declared Donny with a broad grin of his own.
"You're both weirdos", snorted Thea and rolled her eyes. "More important things than what you taste like, please. What about your plans for ship repairs, Nico?"
"I'm not sure if what I have will be enough", sighed the Latina and shook her head. "When the beast ripped the ship apart, we lost many of the parts I brought for possible repairs."
"Well then, come on", grinned Sam wickedly and stood. "We have a garage that'll make you wet."
Nico snorted and hit his upper arm, but she still followed curiously, together with the others. Donny was so fascinated by the mansion itself, he drank in every corner of it, every stained-glass window and beautifully carved wooden-door. They left the mansion through a smaller, nearly hidden backdoor that made Donny giggle because it reminded him of the hidden secret passages in the old castles. The room was chilly, making Donny shudder. Sander next to him shed his sweat-shirt and easily helped Donny into it. Humming softly, Donny snuggled into the worn-out fabric. Sea-green eyes widened in surprise as Sam turned on the light. The garage seemed endless, three cars and two motorbikes hidden beneath old, dusty clothes. Wooden planks leaned against all walls, a work bench right next to the door with all kinds of fancy tools. Curious as all demigods, the six that did not live in this mansion walked over to the hidden machines and lifted the covers. A pink and a red Ducati, as well as one old timer Rolls Royce and two typical family cars.
"Do not touch the car", warned Sam sternly as Nico reached out for the old timer with shaking hands. "It was my... grandma's. We don't touch it. It just sits there and makes us feel sad."
The Latina bit her lips, crossing her arms behind her back to keep from touching the pretty thing. Thea, Hercules and Sander all the while paid more attention to the two motorbikes. While the legacy of Athena was flirting heavily with the pink Ducati, the boys circled the red one.
"And what about this hot thing? Allowed to touch that?", asked Hercules. "Because I suddenly have the urge to marry a machine. I think I want a threesome with this thing and Thea. Is that weird?"
"If you touch my baby with your dirty fingers, I'll break them", warned Sam.
"Wait. You have a motorbike?", asked Sander slowly, not even having the money to buy a regular bike. "How is that any fair...? And how rich is your family exactly?"
"It's not that much money, okay? And I don't plan on leeching off it. The bike was a birthday present for my sixteenth birthday from my uncle, because my cousin Sel had gotten one too for her own Sweet Sixteen three years prior", shrugged the son of Ares casually before walking around the garage some. "We have enough engine parts and really much spare wood from our repairs to the house and shit. Uncle Liam likes to work on the cars. And the house, actually. But I doubt he'd mind if we take some of the stuff. Feel free to take anything you need, Nico."
"Great! So repairs can start tomorrow!", exclaimed the legacy of Hephaestus and clapped her hands in excitement, her eyes sparkling with plans. "And you'll all help."
While Nico started to babble on about what they needed to do, Trend stepped up to Sam, his arms once again around the slender waist. The blonde wasn't even sure himself why he liked holding Sam like this so much, but it just felt good, his hands just above Sam's hipbones, with the barest pressure. The way Sam arched into this touch and gave just the slightest whimper told Trend that this was a spot Sam enjoyed. Grinning slightly, he made a mental note of that before leaning in.
"I really want to see you ride that machine", whispered the son of Athena hoarsely.
"Ew, really now you pervs?", grunted Donny and hit them. "You're talking about sex now?"
"Not that machine", snorted Sam amused and rolled his eyes. "My machine. The bike. Little perv."
"Oh...", mumbled Donny and blushed embarrassed.
"Your mind is so dirty these days", laughed Sander and kissed Donny's neck softly. "I like that."
"Can't you two just fuck?", huffed Nico annoyed. "I'm trying to explain something here! Try focusing on something else aside from each other's cocks, yeah? Boys! The death of me."
"Sorry", chimed Sander, Donny, Trend and Sam in guilt while Herc and Thea laughed amused.
Author's note: Due to the whining when I posted the contest, I wrote new chapters for every story so you'll also have your updates and are not disappointed - I hope I get grateful reviews for that work. ;) - So the CONTEST WINNERS are up!
This chapter and the next one are slow. More about cuddling and bonding and Sam. Mostly so because, duh, big revelation about Sam, so his friends focus a little more on him. Also so because the story can only proceed after the plot I have for the 50th chapter is done with and that plot is reserved for that special chapter. *grins* So, next chapter will have flustered!Herc, oblivious!Sam, jealous!Trend, blue-balled!Sander, yaoi-fangirl!Thea, teasing!Nico and housewife!Donny!
