Nico threw his head back, gasping in both pleasure and frustration. He moved harder, faster, wanting so desperately to cum, but knowing that it was no good. It had been a month since he'd last cummed, since he'd been with Percy that night. He hadn't been able to tip over that edge since then, and he knew that it would do him no good to try and find someone to help. He'd spent the last month in his father's palace, surrounded by dead people. No one to fuck here, he thought, save for himself. No point in trying for anyone here anyways, because of Aphrodite's curse.
Nico groaned, sitting up and grabbing at the blankets. After a moment, he lay back again, hauling his pillow over his face and screaming as loud as he could into it. He was full of pent-up fustration due to the fact that he literally couldn't get off. He wanted so badly to just let go, but knew that it would do him no good. He'd tried, over and over again, but to no avail. Nothing worked. The one time he'd tried to go topside and find someone, it had been an absolute disaster. He hadn't even been able to do anything with the guy, and had ended up leaving nearly in tears.
"I fucking hate you," He screamed, before he finally got up and dressed. He had a half-formed plan to go back to Camp Half-Blood, find Percy, and get the teen to fuck him into oblivion. Of course, Percy was probably with Annabeth right now. Lords above, he was probably making love to her, or walking along the beach, or doing something incredibly sappy with her. He couldn't really hate Annabeth though, but it was so much easier to hate her then to feel sorry for himself.
He walked towards a large shadow, made from the drapes over his windows, that kept out the sight of the Underworld, and stepped into them. He reappeared in his cabin at the camp, immediately flinging off his clothes and sinking into the bed that stood near the corner of the room. His hand drifted down again, though he hadn't planned on doing anything once he arrived, and once again, he was consumed with chasing his orgasm. It was fruitless though, he knew it would do no good, and after a while, he'd just make himself sore and achy. Which was how he felt most of the time now, anyways.
Percy sighed as he walked down to the Hades cabin. He'd just had a huge argument with Annabeth, and now his relationship was on the verge of dissolving because of it. He wanted nothing more then to see Nico right now. He missed the teen, missed talking to him and just goofing off with him. He regretted how their last meeting had gone, and he wanted to apologize for it, but every time he came round, it was to find an empty cabin. He had taken to sleeping in there, the last couple of weeks. He was desperately searching for a way, any way at all, to feel close to Nico.
He knocked on the door as he did every night, expecting nothing to happen and to have to crawl in the window like he'd done almost every night since Nico had left again. To his surprise, the door swung open. He walked in, and was instantly aware that he wasn't alone in the room.
"Nico?" He called out, his voice soft, in case the teen was sleeping. He didn't expect an answer though, due to how he'd left the teen the last time he'd seen him. So he was rather surprised to hear a soft moan answer him. He walked further into the room, his way lit by a dim glow. Once he made it to the bed, he saw Nico laying there. Naked once again. Only this time, he was very much awake, and definitely not covered by a blanket.
Nico moaned again, tossing his head back and forth on the pillow. He'd given up his room at his father's palace to come here, only to do the exact same thing. He spread his legs more, gasping as something, perhaps a fold in the blanket, rubbed at him with a soft pressure. It only made him more aware of the fact that it wasn't enough, and made him more desperate. He clenched one hand in the blanket by his head, furiously working his fist up and down, when he heard a loud exhale next to the bed. Nico looked up, to see Percy staring down at him, one hand slowly palming himself through his jeans.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, sitting up and trying to cover himself. Unfortunately, all he had available was his pillow, which he promptly hauled into his lap.
"Looking for you," Percy replied. "Didn't expect to actually find you though. Especially not while you're jacking off. I can come back, if you want?" Percy started to back away, but before he could get very far, Nico's hand shot out and grabbed his wrist.
"Stay," He murmured. Nico glanced down at himself. Though he had the pillow in his lap, the head of his cock peeked out above it, and he found that he really didn't care at all, in that moment. He just wanted to get off. Percy sat next to him, trying to keep a distance between them, only to find that Nico didn't much like that.
"Where were you?" He asked, as Nico moved closer and swung a leg over his hips, tossing the pillow aside.
"My Father's palace." Nico answered, already trying to decide if he should explain first, or just kiss Percy senseless. Kissing Percy won out, once he saw the teen swallow and lick his lips. He darted forwards, pressing their mouths together. A wave of arousal flashed through him, and he groaned and rocked his hips against Percy's. The rough fabric of his jeans felt like heaven against his bare skin, though he knew he would soon regret it if they kept this up.
Percy gasped at the intensity of the kiss. He wrapped his hands around Nico's waist, bucking up against him and pulling him down against him at the same time. He suddenly didn't care where Nico had been, or about the fight he'd had with his girlfriend, he just wanted more of this. He'd never felt this good with Annabeth, never gotten off the way he had with Nico. He knew that they should probably talk first, they really needed to clear the air between them, so to speak, but he found that he didn't care one bit about any of that. He just wanted to fuck the teen. Right now.
"Wait," He gasped, twisting his hips and watching as Nico slid onto the bed beside him. He quickly stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, remembering the last time he'd stripped in this cabin. The memories of the one time he'd been with Nico only made him harder now, and he rushed to get his pants and boxers off, before kneeling on the bed.
Percy grabbed Nico around the waist, pushing him in a little, so that he could lay down. He was surprised to find that Nico pulled him ontop of himself instead. Instantly, Nico's legs wrapped around his waist, and he started to move.
"Please," Nico gasped. All he could do at this point was beg Percy, although he wondered if Percy knew why he was begging. Percy didn't bother asking him what he wanted, he just leaned down and pressed their mouths together again, driving his hips down over and over again. He groaned against Nico's neck, mouthing at the flesh as Nico clawed at his back.
"More," Nico moaned, tears threatening to spill over his eyes as he rocked up against Percy. He knew that this was much to fast, that he ought to slow down and maybe tell Percy why he was so desprete. But he just couldn't bring himself to do that, when he finally had Percy in his arms. When Percy was touching him and fucking him and it was all to much for Nico to handle. With a loud cry of Percy's name, Nico came for the first time in a month, screaming so loudly that the cabin started to shake. Percy groaned as he came between the two of them.
When Percy looked down, after the last of his orgasm had faded, he saw that Nico had actually passed out form the force of his. It worried him, and he almost considered taking the teen to the infirmary. But he remembered that no one even knew that Nico was back, and they would definitely wonder how he'd found Nico.
When Nico woke up, he found a blanket tossed over him and Percy wrapped like a human octopus around him. Nico groaned, but he seriously had to use the bathroom. He shoved at Percy, and felt the teen lift his head from where it had lain on his shoulder.
"Hey you," Percy mumbled, rolling onto his back and allowing Nico to get up. Nico stood, rushing to the bathroom as quickly as he could. When he came back out, it was to see Percy stretched out on his bed, a blanket barely covering his hips.
"I'm surprised you're still here." Nico said as he walked back over to his bed. "I would have thought you'd have left as soon as you had the chance. I thought you didn't want to do this anymore, not that we ever had much chance in the first place." Nico was obviously bitter about how things had been left between the two of them, and he didn't much care for being nice right now. Now that he was thinking clearly, he wanted to hurt Percy, get him back for how he'd hurt him a month ago.
"Why would I leave? I haven't seen you in a month, again, Nico. You keep fucking off. I want to know why!" Percy exclaimed. He sat up, stairing at Nico with an intense look on his face. Like he would refuse to move until Nico answered him. Nico just shook his head. He stood in front of Percy, not caring that he was still naked, or that Percy's eyes were following the line of his body. Somehow, knowing that Percy was looking at him, watching with lust and perhaps something more in his eyes, only made Nico more determined to hurt him. Yet he found he just couldn't do it.
"You told me, last time I was here, that you didn't want this," He gestured between them, as if to say 'You and me.' "You left, saying that it was a bad idea for the two of us to be alone together, and that you felt bad cause you cheated on your girlfriend. Well, why the hell did you come here tonight? Why, Percy?" Nico turned away from the teen, not wanting Percy to see the tears he knew were beginning to form. Not that it really did him any good.
Percy stood, wrapping his arms around Nico's middle. He held the smaller teen close, rubbing his thumb over Nico's hip as he slowly begain to sway back and forth. It was to much for Nico and the teen collasped, crying harder then he ever had. He cried for so many things, all the pent-up agression and fustration that he'd been carrying since his sister had died leaving him in one fell swoop. He howled with pain, before turning and burying his face against Percy's neck. Nico sobbed, not caring that he was getting Percy's neck wet, or that this must be absolutely disgusting to Percy. It was such a childish thing to do, throwing a tantrum because he felt bad, but he couldn't help it. Percy simply cradled the younger teen to him, eventually picking him up and sitting on the bed with him curled in his arms.
When finally Nico's sobs winded down, and he could start to breath again, he could hear Percy faintly humming. It was no tune that he could recognize. But it was pleasant and calmed him down, and he didn't mind at all, if Percy kept it up until his voice begain to fade. After nearly an hour, Nico sat up. He realized that at some point during his tantrum, Percy had thrown a blanket over the two of them. He pulled it back now, moving to sit up properly.
"Have a good cry, then?" Percy asked, swiping both thumbs under Nico's eyes and catching the stray tears that still lingered there. Nico was surprised, he heard no sarcasm in the other's voice. No hint that he was trying to hurt him. It was odd, Nico was not used to that at all. But he found that he didn't mind, not if it was Percy.
"I suppose," He answered. "I am sorry for that, though. You would think I'd have a better handle on my emotions by now, I'm not a child anymore, after all." He glanced down as he spoke, only to feel Percy's finger under his chin, lifting his head gently.
"Sometimes people just need to cry. They need to let go of all the pain they carry around with them. Its good to do that, it doesn't mean you're a child, Nico." Percy leaned in, brushing a kiss against Nico's cheek. He found it still damp from the other's tears, though he knew that Nico did feel better for shedding them. Percy shifted, rearranging them so they could lay side by side on the bed. He pulled the blanket over the top of them, making sure that Nico was covered.
"Why don't you tell me what's really going on here, Nico. I don't like it when you just take off the way you do. You belong here, and I want to know why you keep leaving." Percy didn't really expect Nico to actually answer him, but he had to try anyways. He'd done so much for Percy, without even realizing it, he thought. It was the least he could do for Nico, is to try and help. Nico sighed and begain to speak. He told him how he'd unintentionally broken the heart of someone from the Aphrodite cabin, how he'd played them like a fool. He hadn't known that was what he'd been doing, because of course he wasn't attracted to girls like that. He told Percy about Aphrodite appearing to him in his cabin the night he had hurt her daughter, and how she'd cursed him. He told Percy everything.
"So wait, you mean that Aphodite got pissed because you didn't love her daughter back, and so she cursed you so that you would never fall in love again? But you were already in love, so that just...Wow. That's cruel, even for her." Percy said, moving so that he was closer to Nico. He wrapped one arm around the teen, pulling him against him and slowly stroking his hand up and down Nico's back.
"That isn't the last of it though. I found out that there was something else, and I don't think that Aphodite meant for it to happen, but somehow it did and it really sucks." Nico mumbled against Percy's neck. He hadn't intended for Percy to find out, but he was tired and just couldn't keep an arguement going at this point. It was pointless. Percy wanted to help, so he might as well let the older teen help him already.
"What do you mean?" Percy asked. He couldn't think of anything worse then what Nico had already told him, but somehow, he knew that this must have been the worst of it.
"I can't come. Not by myself. You're the only person that's been able to actually get me off in over a month, altogether. Believe me, I have tried. I think that when she cursed me so that I'd never fall in love again, where I was already in love with you, somehow that meant that I wouldn't be able to get off unless you made me. And this is an incredibly awkward conversation, so can we end it please?" Nico lifted his head, thinking that Percy would look horrified. Instead, he just moved his head closer, before kissing Nico so softly that he felt like he might melt.
"You know that I'll help you as much as you want, right? Is that why you left? Because you thought that I'd be-what? Grossed out?" Percy asked, cradling Nico in his arms.
"Maybe. Maybe I left cause you were already in a relationship and I don't want to be the reason it falls apart. Percy, you love Annabeth, not me. I'm just an affair, and I know that, and I don't want to hurt her or you. And believe me, this isn't going to end well. Someone is bound to get hurt." All the same, Nico couldn't help but to cuddle into Percy. He felt warm and safe, and despite the topic he'd chosen to bring up again, he felt loved. Not a feeling that he was used to feeling, not since Bianca died. Even Hazel, who loved him in her own way, just as much as Bianca had, wasn't the same.
Percy shook his head. He wasn't sure what to say, he knew that he needed to tell Nico about the fight he'd had with Annabeth, but he had no idea how to do that without making it sound like it was Nico's fault. Because no matter how you looked at it, wile it wasn't Nico's fault, he was the cause of it.
"Actualy, I don't know if I'm still with her or not. I think we might have broken up eariler tonight, because we had a huge fight." Percy said softly. He pressed another kiss to Nico's lips, wanting to somehow reassure him that he didn't blame him for any of this. But of course, he knew that Nico would blame himself all the same, no matter what he was told.
"What happened?" Nico asked. He could tell that Percy didn't really want to talk about this, but he also knew that Percy had to. Just like he'd had to cry and throw a tantrum eariler.
"She found out about you and me. She figured out, a little late, but she figured out that we slept together. She doesn't know about anything else, I mean, you only just told me, so she wouldn't know, but yeah." Percy closed his eyes, expecting Nico to freak out at him. He half-expected Nico to slap him, and he found that he couldn't even be mad if he did.
"You didn't tell her? No, of course you didn't. But of course she'd figure it out! And of course there's nothing that I can do about it." Nico sat up, turning away from Percy. He wasn't even mad any more, not at Percy, not at Annabeth, not even at himself. He was just tired. He knew he'd have to leave again. And this time, he would not come back. He would just get in the way again. Before he could tell Percy what he was going to do, he wrapped one arm around his waist.
"Nico, please don't do that. Please don't shut down again. Look, like I said, I don't know if we're still together or not. Why don't I talk to her tomorrow? I can explain that-"
"That what, Percy? That you fucked me cause I pissed off a Goddess and can't do it myself? Yea, that'll go over so well! Come on, we both know she'd just think that you're making it up." Nico laughed, not bothering to hide the hurt in his voice. He didn't even know why it hurt him so much. He guessed that he wanted Percy to be happy, and he was sure that he wouldn't be unless he was with Annabeth. But of course, he wasn't always right.
Percy growled at hearing that. He pinned Nico to the bed, crawling on top of him and crouching, suspended, over the teen. He held Nico's wrists in his hands, keeping him from moving an inch.
"We are going to talk to her tomorrow. We will both explain what happened, why I slept with you. We don't have to tell her about the fact that you can't get off without me, but we will tell her why I did what I did. That is not up for debate, do you understand, Nico?" Percy had had just about enough of Nico feeling sorry for himself. He refused to believe that the teen actually wanted to walk away, that he didn't want to find out what could happen if he allowed himself to maybe be happy for once. He was sure that if they talked to Annabeth, she would understand. She probably wouldn't like it, but she would understand.
Nico groaned. He couldn't believe that he was getting aroused by this, given why Percy had moved to pin him. He'd totally deserved it, it was entirely his fault, and yet, it felt amazing to have Percy like this. Nico couldn't help but to grow hard at hearing the commanding tone in Percy's voice. This is what he sounded like, during every battle, every quest, he'd ever seen him in. This is the voice that Nico sometimes heard in his dreams, the voice he had gotten off to more then once. He groaned again at having it directed towards him. He didn't care what Percy said, or if he was pissed off at him. That voice more then made up for it all.
Percy found that he wasn't even surprised at Nico's reaction. He had used his commanding voice, the one that made demigods, Gods, and Goddesses alike listen to him. He had never noticed this effect on Nico though. Then again, he had never directed it at Nico alone before, so maybe that was why. Still, it was an interesting effect, and now that he saw and felt that Nico was getting aroused, he wanted to play too.
Percy rocked back onto his heals, letting go of Nico and sitting back as if he planned to relax there. At first, Nico's arms stayed to either side of his head. Percy had moved back just as quickly as he had grabbed Nico, leaving the teen in a state of surprise. Still, after a moment, he lowered them and moved to sit up. He was about to ask what the hell had just happened, when Percy spoke in that same tone of voice as before.
"Touch yourself. Now." Percy raised an eyebrow when Nico didn't move, and he growled in response.
"Do not make me say it again, Nico. Touch. Yourself. Now." Nico moaned softly, and slid one hand between his legs. He curled his hand around himself loosely, slowing pumping up and down. His eyes slipped closed, and he felt his whole body shake. He knew that Percy wouldn't hurt him, would never even try without knowing for sure that he wanted it, but that voice promised all sorts of pain if he didn't obey. Part of Nico wanted to tell Percy no, wanted to piss him off and see what happened. Another part, a much bigger part, wanted to do what Percy said. Wanted to please him and make him proud. He wondered what Percy would do, if he did everything Percy wanted and didn't fight.
Percy stifiled a moan as Nico did as he was told without question. He didn't ask, or hesitate, just did as Percy said. He knew that, on top of everything else, this was one more thing that they would have to talk about. but gods above, he didn't care. He wanted, so badly, to fuck Nico. To make the teen his. To mark him so that everyone knew exactly who Nico belonged to, and so no one else would ever touch him ever again. The thought that someone had actually tried to take his Nico made his blood boil. He wondered, absently, when he had started thinking of Nico as his. It must have been a while back, as even a month ago, he'd thought of Nico like this.
"Enough. Come here." Percy ordered, and instantly, Nico stopped what he was doing. He crawled the couple of feet towards Percy, curling into a loose ball in front of him. Nico hesintantly placed his head on top of Percy's knee, hoping that he hadn't earned a punishment with such a brazen move. He had no idea where this was going, had no clue what his own limits were or what Percy would consider going to far. He had no clue whatsoever if Percy would do anything that could be considered a punishment, not without dicussing it first, he thought, but then again, he'd started ordering him around like it was a natural thing to do.
Percy placed one hand on Nico's hair, running his fingers through the thick strands. He was happy that Nico wasn't frightened of him, given he'd just started ordering him around. At least, he hoped that Nico wasn't scared. Maybe he ought to check.
"Nico?" Percy asked, dropping the commanding tone he'd used previously. "Is this okay? I'm not, I don't know, scaring you, am I?" He moved as he spoke, helping Nico to sit up. He wouldn't look at the teen though, he was worried he'd find disgust in his eyes, or something similar.
Nico made Percy raise his head, and shook his own. "You aren't scaring me," He said softly. "Turning me on beyond belief, maybe, but not scaring me. Although I have no idea what we're even doing. All I know is that I really like it when you talk like that, and it feels good to be told what to do for once. It's a little scary, I guess, but not because of you."
Percy was glad to hear that. He knew that he wanted to continue with whatever this was turning out to be, but still was a little worried of what might happen. Even so, hearing that Nico liked to be told what to do was incredibly arousing. He reached out, laying one hand on Nico's shoulder and pulled him closer.
"In that case," He said. "Why don't you be a good boy and suck me off? Hmm, I'm waiting!" Nico moaned loudly at that, before bowing his head. He shuffled backwards, in order to bend over. Once he knew that he'd reached a comfortable posistion, he lowered his head til he was nearly touching Percy, and then glanced up from beneath his lashes. Percy was watching him, holding his breath, it seemed. Nico slowly parted his lips, pressing them to the head of Percy's cock and sucking lightly.
Percy groaned at that, letting out the breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding. He wanted so very much to just grab Nico's hair and bury himself in that hot, wet mouth, but he was beyond terrified of hurting Nico. He settled on laying one hand on the back of his neck, gasping out a quiet "Keep going," when he thought that Nico would stop. Nico simply smirked as best he could, and took Percy in further. He kept up the gentle suction, but pulled back before Percy could really get into it.
Nico moved down again, after blowing lightly on the head. He pressed several open-mouthed kisses all along Percy's length, up one side and down the other. Just as slowly as he'd begun, he slid his mouth down onto Percy again, hearing the older teen gasp and start to pant heavily above him. For a moment, he thought he had done something wrong; but Percy bucked his hips slightly, sliding further into his mouth. The tip hit the back of Nico's throat, and he gagged slightly. He pulled back just enough that he could breath again, and thought that he might have imangined Percy moaning a quiet "Sorry," above him. It made Nico harder to hear that though.
He begain to move faster, bobbing his head up and down. He felt more then heard the thump as Percy's body fell back, his head hitting the pillow hard. The new posistion allowed Nico room to move, and he lay down, unintentionally grinding his hips against the bed. It felt good, between the silky fabric and the feel of Percy hot and heavy against his tongue. He felt Percy's hand grip his hair, tightening his grip as he got closer to cumming. Nico was sure that Percy wouldn't last, so he did the only thing he could think of, and sped up.
Percy felt like he was losing control. He couldn't seem to keep still, couldn't stop himself from moving. One hand was now tangled in Nico's hair, the other pulling at the blankets below him. He had no idea how loud he was being, or if he had actually gone silent. Considering that he could feel Nico moaning around him, quiet little whimpers escaping when he moved upwards, he figured that Nico was definantly enjoying this. Percy didn't want to come in the teens mouth though. As much as the thought of spilling down Nico's throat excited him, he despreatly wanted to see the teen covered in his cum.
"Stop," He gasped, tightening his hold on Nico's hair and pulling upwards. Nico went along with the movement, partly because it hurt; partly because he knew that this would be so much better. He sat up, looking down at Percy and allowed himself to breath fully for the first time since he'd gone down on the teen.
Percy groaned as he looked up at Nico. The teens chest was heaving, and he was impossibly hard. Percy yanked him down on top of him, and ordered him to move. Nico didn't waste any time, he immediatly started to grind against Percy, gasping and moaning against his shoulder. He streached his head up, pressing sloppy- open-mouthed kisses against Percy's throat and was rewarded by Percy grabbing his hips and bucking up against him.
"Want you," Percy moaned. "Want to be inside you. God, you feel so good!" Percy rolled them over, pinning Nico against the bed. He lifted himself up a little, reaching one hand down and taking hold of the both of them in one fist, stroking hard and fast. It was far to much for Nico and he came hard, his cock pulsing and shooting out thick streams of cum. The sight of Nico cumming was just enough to push Percy over the edge as well, and he came hard. His cum covered Nico's stomach, painting thick white stripes over him. Soon enough, Percy fell forwards onto Nico, having barely enough time to let go their cocks. Despite that, he still managed to squish the smaller teen, who just groaned at the sudden, extra weight.
"That was..." Percy couldn't even find the words to explain just how good the sex had been. He wanted to assure Nico that he had enjoyed that, but was still a little worried that Nico maybe hadn't liked it as much as he said he had. Still, the look Nico was currently sporting was one of absolute bliss. He looked, for lack of a better term, fucked out.
"Amazing?" Nico laughed slighty. He pushed weakly at Percy's shoulder. When he rolled off of Nico, the other simply heaved himself onto his side and curled into Percy. He slung one arm over Percy's chest, sighing happily. Nico slid one leg up over Percy's, surprised that he even had the energy for that small movement. He felt like he could pass out for a week, and still be tired afterwards.
Percy smiled and wrapped his arms around Nico, who was already starting to doze off. He allowed himself to shift slightly, pulling Nico closer and craddling him in his arms as much as he could, before falling asleep pressed against him.