Part 5 – Extra Epilogueish Piece

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot.

A/N: So I started this as a cute meet the family epilogue and ended it with...basically a whole second part of the story. So that's that. Enjoy :)

"You, like, told him I'm fragile, right? He knows he can't shoot me, right? That I'll die?"

Will knew he was probably annoyed Nico, but he didn't care at this point. His self-preservation instincts were working overtime with Nico around. Normally, they were concerned with Nico's safety seeing as Will could hardly stand to go a week without seeing him. It was unhealthy, yes, but he had to adapt, he supposed. Either way, it felt weird for his self-preservation instincts to be focused on himself for a change.

Nico smacked him on the back of the head. "Everyone can die from a gunshot, idiota." Nico tended to slip into Italian when he was nervous, which did not help Will at all here. He was trying to hide it with witty remarks, but it didn't work well. "Doesn't stop him from shooting people, of course…"

"Nico!" Nico laughed, slinging an arm around the blonde's shoulders. "I still don't understand why I can't meet your family for a dinner or something. Why must I stay the night? Do you know how worried my brothers are? They think your father will murder me!"

Nico rolled his eyes. "Stop being overdramatic. He knows I'd kill him if he did."

Will shuddered. That wasn't a good thought to think about. The idea of Nico sentencing someone to death was a horrible thought to think about. It got his mind distracted, and suddenly he couldn't stop thinking about it. He reached over and grabbed Nico's hand as they exited the hospital. "You, uh, still haven't done that right?" Nico's head whipped around quickly, scorn and hurt clear in his eyes, and Will instantly wants to stuff a pair of Leo's dirty socks in his mouth. "Sorry. Ignore me. I get rude with nerves."

Still stiff, Nico opened the door for Will. "I pity your board interview during medical school then," he sneered, the venom a little harsher than Will would have liked. He deserved it, though. Nico had said that wasn't his job, not directly, at the least. They'd had horribly devastating talks about his job, about the grief that came with it. While Nico wasn't the one to deliver the blow, he sent out the hit for their victims. Granted, his father did most of it at the moment, but he was slowly being groomed for that same position.

They arrived within ten minutes to a grungy building. Will had been expecting something nicer to be the headquarters of the rich mafia that controlled the city. It did have the looks to be a hotel aiming for the theme of 70's grunge, though. The shock was distracting enough for him to get out of the car on stable feet. Nico, not being much help as he walked on ahead, looked right at home. He owned the place. It scared Will that he found that so hot.

Just as a guard was about to stop Will from following Nico down the steps before the large hotel, Nico turned around. His eyes were narrowed and calculating. It was how they looked when he was on the job, something Will had only seen a number of times. Something in them regarded Will, thoughtful, finding that little something that had drawn Nico to him in the first place that Will still couldn't name.

Then, Nico beckoned him forward, lips lifting in a kind manner as he didn't even spare the guard a glance. Nico knew; everyone was always watching that powerfully gorgeous man. The steps led to a posh, small bar with leather booths and people dressed in suits. There had been a low murmur among the many people in the bar, far more than Will had been expecting in the middle of the slightly run down area of the city was, but that murmur dulled into a hush as Nico entered the bar. The menacing stares both made Will want to freeze on spot and sprint away. Somehow, his body managed to meet in the middle as he continued following Nico.

As they walked further in, whispers rose up. They were low at first, but soon everyone was whispering, and Will realized with horror it was about himself. He distinctly caught the words 'dead man walking'and had to forcibly hold back a squeal.

At one point, Will fell so far behind in trying to listen as they called him everything under the sun, nobody knowing his name, that Nico stopped.

He turned around and finally caught onto what was going on here. After a brief glance around the room, he walked back over to Will, looking like he was about to take him out. A small part of Will believed that, too. It was also, unfortunately, that part of him that also got turned on by that notion.

"Keep up, Solace," Nico snapped, eyes meticulous as he looked up at Will. It was an amazing amount of ferocity one had to have to impose so much dominance to make someone half a head taller than them feel two feet smaller. As if reading his thoughts, Nico's lips lifted into a smirk, one that fed directly off Will's fear. Nico promptly wrapped an arm around Will's waist, walking with him like he was his proud toy he'd found and brought back to show off to everyone as he passed. Honestly, that really was what Will was. They just so happened to be a little bit in love, but that was beside the point.

Now, the whispers were hot and heavy, all immediately understanding who Will was. Nico had made it his mission to get the word out that Will Solace was off the market permanently. The permanently part had been to Will's disdain and secret adoration, of course.

They continued walking through to the back into an empty, elaborate office. It was quite large, and had fifteen different computers posed around the room, all shifting from scene to scene. Will quickly realized, as they passed through a door on the opposite side, that this was no regular office. This was their surveillance room, or at least one of them. Two different people sat there, sipping coffee idly. Will knew both of them.

"Hey, Will," Annabeth beamed. He'd met her eventually. It took some time for Percy to track down where she'd been hiding out, wounded. Will had no doubt these cameras had helped less than Percy scouring the city did. When Percy did find her, Will had been the one to fix her up under the radar; he'd fixed up a lot of people under the radar for Nico. They paid him for the tools, and tried to pay him for the work, but Will always knew the people. Most commonly, he saw Leo and Percy. Sometimes, he'd see Annabeth as well, though her injuries were normally caused by either Leo or Percy messing up. Once, he'd been lucky enough to treat Hazel, though that was at the hospital; they didn't want to risk any complications with her.

"Have fun," Percy snorted as Nico whisked him away. Will called back a faint 'bye' that only came out as a whimper. Nico snorted next to him, enjoying this too much.

"Bastard," Will mumbled, but his thoughts were stopped short by what they'd just walked into. It seemed to be a large, old hotel-lobby-turned-foyer. Hazel was sitting in the couch by the black-grey wall. The entire room was washed in dark colors, but it wasn't as bleak as Will would have thought for having nearly black walls. It was a Renaissance-styled living area, with a small, open doorway looking into an inviting kitchen. The Italian presence was prominent here, with beautiful paintings offsetting the blood red-lined-black couch.

It was like walking into a vampire's lair fit to be on the front cover of Vogue.

"Hades is in the library," Hazel said pleasantly. Her smile was warm and inviting as she watched Nico lead Will away. "Persephone is very excited to meet you, Will."

Will's mouth felt dry. Nico wasn't a fan of talking about Persephone, Hades' new wife. He tolerated her well enough, but Will knew nothing aside from the fact that he shouldn't ever touch her 'stupid garden in the fire escape.' Will didn't even know how big this place was, but for there to be a fire escape, there had to be multiple floors.

Soon, he was being led up a tight staircase and into a dark hallway before they stopped outside of a room. Nico glanced at him, tightening his grip on his waist. "This is going to be fun," he grinned and pushed the doors open without warning.

The library might have been the smallest room in the whole mansion – if that's what this hidden house was. Still it was bigger than the size of Will's apartment.

"And to think we've been spending all our time at my cramped place," Will tried for a sarcastic joke. His voice cracked at the end and he'd missed it completely. Nico had the decency to laugh, but Will wondered if it was athim. Sometimes, he was quite hard to love.

Then, they moved past a row of shelves and found who Will could only assume were Hades and Persephone, both reading a book. Persephone set hers down when she noticed Nico and Will.

"You must be Will Solace," she beamed, her voice smooth and low. She spoke slowly. "We've heard so much about you. I'm glad to finally meet you." She stood up and pulled both of them into a hug, pressing Will's face into her breasts that were very exposed in the low cut top she wore. Nico spluttered and pushed against her, stepping back and pulling Will back as well. He could breathe again, but only slightly.

"Well I'm glad he's gay! Honestly…" Nico hissed with resentment, eyes flashing angrily at Persephone, and oh. Will immediately caught on to his true feelings toward Persephone. They'd briefly touched one night, two bottles deep, about the death of his mother. He was young enough to remember his mother, from what Will gathered, but clearly, he didn't have enough time. Hazel was a good six years younger than him, so Will could only hope she came along after her death. Either way, Nico did not like that Persephone got to come in and play the motherly role. It wasn't necessarily that Nico didn't like her as a person, but she'd just taken the coveted role meant only for his mother.

Will's heart hurt, and he immediately stepped closer, twining their hands together and squeezing tightly. Nico let his tensed shoulders drop at that, glancing between Will and his father. Hades had been watching the whole thing, though his book was still in hand.

"Will, this is my father, Hades. Hades, this is Will," Nico said crisply, his air of arrogance still lacing his words, which surprised Will. Hades' eyes flashed boldly, but there was a faint hint of annoyance, as if that was a common occurrence. Will didn't doubt it.

"I see," Hades said diplomatically, standing and offering him Will's hand. He began to reach out to shake it, and only then did he realize he'd be shaking hands with a killer. It made his whole body run cold, but he shook his hand nevertheless. "Will Solace. You're a doctor, right?"

Will nodded, biting his lip.

Hades snorted. "And how exactly do you feel about Nico's line of work?"

The room felt very cold. He hated this question. People his age were still caught up in the hot story of Will and Nico. They'd only been dating for a month, but to Will it had felt like eternity. Most people older than him never bothered to ask this question. It was too taboo for them to ask. His father, on the other hand, caught wind of it from one of the attendings at the hospital that he knew. When he'd asked this question, Will honestly didn't have a good answer for it. He still didn't.

So he decided to just be honest.

"I try to ignore it, really," Will said, causing Nico to shift just slightly away from him, pressing more of his back against his arm rather than his chest. "I'm not a fighter, but as a doctor, it's not my duty to judge. I aim to heal, regardless of the situation."

Hades hadn't been expecting something so frank. He didn't look like Nico as much as Will had pictured. Nico got his deadly eyes and general mouth shape, and their hair was the same color, but everything else was much scarier on Hades. He seemed like a guy out of a biker gang. Nico was – well, he really was the lethally trained gang member. Of course, Nico would have elbowed him for calling him a gang member. As he was constantly reminded, there was a difference between a gang and a mafia.

"And you realize this is a family?" Hades asked, dark smile forming on his lips. He seemed to be enjoying this. Will didn't risk the glance at Nico to see if he was still enjoying this. He hoped he wasn't. Will's fears were practically all coming true with the questions that haunted him.

"Y-yes," Will stuttered.

"And what will you tell your kids about the family you try to 'ignore?'"

"Dad!" Nico squeaked, voice rising in anger and embarrassment. "Can you not?"

"It's a legitimate question, Nico," Hades said, eyes flashing to Will's flaming red face.

Will felt Nico's palm beginning to sweat, and he honestly believed it was the only reason he managed to speak again, though his voice, too, was far too high for his liking. "We, um, hadn't touched on that yet, but…I'd show them the good side to the family growing up. As much harm you do, you take care of your family. That is very noble. Once they're old enough to understand right from wrong, then they can be…immersed. Ifthey want."

Surprisingly, Hades' lips lifted into an openly pleased smile, and he sat back. "Your mother thought the same things, Nico," he hummed happily. At his side, Persephone glanced away, clenching her jaw and probably biting her tongue. Nico, on the other hand, tore his heated gaze off of Will to look at Hades in awe.

"What?"

Hades nodded. "It takes an understanding person to acknowledge the good we do. Even she didn't believe it ever outweighed the bad, but in the end, family is family."

Nico was speechless, so Will spoke. "I admire that," he said.

Hades nodded, as if they were conducting business. "Good. Welcome to the family, then. Or should I say welcome to the mafia?"

Will blanched, eyes going wide as the blood and weight of the words seemed to rush to his head. Nico immediately wrapped an arm around him and growled, "No. You shouldn't. We're going to my room now."

Hades was laughing manically as they left. Persephone called out a sweet, "See you at breakfast, Will!"

"I think I almost shit myself," Will muttered in horror as Nico led him back to the stairs. They were walking up again. Nico made a twisted face that looked too cute for the moment.

"Now that's a sexy image," Nico sighed.

"I'm not trying to be sexy, babe. I'm trying to keep myself from passing out at the moment," Will spoke in a hushed, hurried tone. "He was trying to kill me. Kids. Family. Mafia.Gods."

Nico shuffled uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck as he tried to keep his smirk on those lips. "You, uh, don't ever have to be 'inducted' or anything, you know," Nico laughed humorlessly as they made pace down a large hallway. "I don't want you to be."

Will faltered. "Wait, what?"

Nico pushed open a pair of double doors – this was seriously a secret fortress hidden underneath a rundown city – and scowled, tugging on Will's hand as they entered his room. It was dark and threatening, just as Will had been expecting. There were, however, pictures hanging on the wall on one wall, but Nico was tugging on his hand before he got the chance to check it out. "You're my good boy," Nico said, sounding far too pleased with that sentence than appropriate. Well, Will supposed it was slightly appropriate; they were in his bedroom, after all. "I don't want to hurt you with my dark world."

His dainty hands wound around Will's back, settling over his butt with haste as Nico pulled Will between his legs as he sat on the bed. Heart stilting at the sudden rush of heat, Will smiled down at him.

Oh.

Will shifted his smile into a smirk, as if he would actually ever be confident in his dirty talk around Nico, who dished it out constantly. "I'm not fragile," Will hissed, eyes glazing over as he stared at the devilishly cunning eyes that always made his body spark to life.

"Prove it," Nico challenged, eyes twinkling, playing into his words. Will grinned before running both hands down Nico's face, caressing his soft skin like it was glass. Nico opened his mouth, most likely to protest that this wasn't exactly 'rough,' but Will stopped him from making a sound when his hands crudely shoved against Nico's chest. He fell back on the bed with a quiet huff. Will was on him in seconds, lips smashing against his roughly.

The thing that nobody knew about Nico was how much he loved being tossed around in bed. For such a demanding person, he was the most submissive little minx Will had ever met. Maybe that was why they worked so well together. After all, Will was a doctor. He was very familiar with the male anatomy, which proved important when he was capable of finding – or purposefullymissing – his prostate without a thought.

So Will started kissing down Nico's neck with fervor, hands slipping under his pants and gripping his pristine, peachy little ass. Will grinned, nipping his skin and eliciting a high pitched moan from Nico. His nails gripped Will's shoulder as he licked up and down his abs, digging into his skin as Will began sucking a deep mark into his neck above one of his chest tattoos. Their bodies were pressing tightly against one another, and it was no secret that they were both hot and hard for the other in such a short time.

"Will," Nico panted, hips bucking up into Will's erratically. It sent heat into his own body, and soon Nico's hands were replacing his underwear as he gripped him firmly. When Will raised up, looking into his eyes with pure lust, he saw Nico's red lips biting desperately. "Please."

"Please what?" Will said, giving his butt a squeeze that had Nico clutching desperately onto Will's hovering body.

"Please," Nico groaned, eyes closing in painfuldesire. "I need you. In me. Now."

Will grinned as he quickly yanked off Nico's pants. It took such a short time to get Nico desperate. "I love it when you beg for me, babe, but that's not what you want."

Nico's eyes flew open, jaw dropping in shock because that was certainly what he wanted. Instead of saying anything, though, he only watched while Will pulled off his own shirt, taking in the defined abs and happy trail of darker hair leading down toward the pants being pulled off. Nico whimpered, squirming desperately on the bed.

"I do," Nico insisted, legs spreading on instinct, and gods, that was so hot Will almost forgot his goal of getting Nico riled up to his maximum.

"No," Will searched the bedside table momentarily for lube, and Nico quickly barked out it was in the bottom drawer. When he came back over, Nico had a hand gripping himself tightly, moving at a fast pace, eyes locked on Will's lower half. "Hey! Stop that!" Will barked with haste, quickly removing Nico's hands and replacing them with his own. In return, he was gifted with a groan so deep he was surprised Nico made it. "No, you want my fingers in you."

Without warning, Will pressed a thumb against his hole, making Nico fall soft against the bed. Will hovered over his tiny body, licking in the sharp panes of muscles and delicate features of his face as he squeezed lube onto his fingers. Nico's eyes were blown, watching Will's movements with growing desire, and when Will finally pushed a finger inside him, his eyes fluttered. "M-more," he whimpered after a few seconds of Will slowly moving in and out of him. Biting back a grin, Will obliged, pressing a second finger in and groaning as Nico's body clenched around him. He took his time teasing him, brushing against his prostate just slightly. "Will, gods, please!"

"Please what?" Will bit his lip to keep from doing exactly as Nico asked right away. Teasing him was the hardest task, but it was so worthwhile to see him squirm underneath him. Soon enough, Nico was digging his nails into Will's shoulders and rocking his hips into his hand. "Impatient today, are we?"

"Shut up, you cocksucking idiot," Nico breathed, desperately arching his back in ways that made Will's head spin. When Nico got to chasing an orgasm, it became one of the most addicting things to watch.

"We're talking about sucking cock now?" Will asked, finally pressing down on his prostate with enough pressure to make Nico scream in that high voice he got when he was so turned on he began stepping out of reality. It made Will smug knowing he caused him to react in such volatile ways. "I could go for getting my cock sucked. Can't really finger you while at it, though, so…"

He trailed off as he quickly retracted his fingers and sat back on the bed by Nico's feet. Nico shot up, pressing his weight onto his elbows. His eyes were almost red with anger. "You're definitely not getting your dick sucked now, asshole."

Will smirked, knowing that Nico's raised legs hid the fact that he was rolling a condom on. Quickly, he coated himself with lube. "Is that so?" Then, he was climbing overtop him again. Nico fell back to the bed with that scowl on his face, but it slipped away the moment Will pressed the tip of his dick against his hole.

"O-oh," Nico breathed, anticipation causing him to whimper.

"Pity," Will sighed into the skin above his collarbone, enjoying the hot feel of Nico beneath him. "I guess I'll have to find another way to get off."

"Fuck!" Nico screamed as Will slid into him. Legs falling out wide, Nico focused on kissing Will's lips. His tongue licked and bit and tore apart Will and his neck while Will slammed inside him again. Will tried to keep the pace slow in the beginning, wanting this to last a long time, but the feeling was too good. He was tight and hot and mewling beneath him like Will was playing him like a guitar. "Fuck me – fuck me harder, babe. Please."

Will raised an eyebrow, but then he pulled back to change the angle. "You asked for it, di Angelo," he warned as he gripped Nico's firm hips. "You won't be able to walk after I'm done with you."

Nico moaned, nodding vehemently, biting his swollen lip. When Will thrust into him again, he pulled Nico forward a bit to meet him, and it made Nico truly scream. Head swimming with how hot he was, Will did it again, not giving him much time to recover. That same scream came out of his mouth, pulsing in his ears.

Will knew now he was hitting Nico's prostate with every thrust, and he watched as Nico's eyes rolled into the back of his head, mouth dropping open as a long, loud moan came through him. Will nearly came right there, just by hearing the sounds come out of Nico's deluctible lips.

Suddenly, the door swung open. Will faltered, halting inside Nico with a wide look on his face. They were hidden from the door in an alcove, so neither of them could see who was there. "What the fuck?" Nico cursed, voice shaky as he tried to force himself to not sound completely gone. He was, though. He was so wrecked and out of it, it was a miracle he was even speaking. His eyes were still closed, as if he seemed to be imagining nobody had stopped them. Will was about to pull out, but when he began to do so, Nico's hands gripped his ass and pulled him all the way inside him again. "Get out! Haven't you heard of knocking?"

A deep throaty voice cleared his throat, and Will's head fell when he realized that of course it was Hades himself. "Haven't you heard of a lock, son?"

"Fuck me," Nico cursed under his breath. "What do you want? We're busy!" The sound of footsteps grew louder, and Will's eyes went wide. "Don't come any closer, for fuck's sake!"

Hades snorted, ignoring his son's request and walking past the alcove to a closet. "If you had checked your phone," Hades sighed like it was a bore to do this. Will really wanted to pull out and hide under the bed. This was humiliating and so, so weird. He could feel himself falling soft by the minute. "You would know Leo's clients are requesting those fake ID's tonight now."

Nico rolled his eyes. "That could have waited!"

Looking over his shoulder, he noticed Hades shrugged while he rummaged through the large box in his hands. He walked past the alcove without a glance, and Will prayed that he had also done the same earlier. "Hazel was concerned for your safety. Your screams reached her room, you know. She'll be happy to hear it was only the sounds of you getting fucked."

Will felt like crying.

"Good night, boys," he said before closing the door.

All they could do was stare at each other in horror. Will was still trying not to cry. His hands were shaking as he gripped Nico's hips, though now it was out of horror rather than lust.

"Why the fuck would you not lock the door?" Will hissed, eyes blown wide.

"You were the last one inside!" Nico protested.

"I didn't think we were going to be having sex! You're the one who seduced me!" Will ground out, and that made Nico snort.

"When do we not have sex, Will?" Nico scoffed. He had a valid point. Since they were together, they were constantly having sex. Considering Will worked a lot, they didn't get to hang out that often, so when they did, they almost always had sex. Or did something along those lines.

"Your dad is going to kill me," Will bit his lip worriedly, shifting forward to fall against Nico's body slightly. He didn't have to look to see Nico roll his eyes. "He literally saw me fucking his son. I'm going to die."

Nico reached behind him and hit him in the face with a pillow. "You'll die if you don't start fucking me again," Nico said as nonchalantly as if he was listing off places to eat. Will looked at him in disgust. "What? I'm still painfully hard. I was so close to coming, too."

A horrible image of Nico coming directly after his dad opened the door popped into his mind, and it made Will want to gag. "How can you possibly still be in the mood?"

Nico flashed him one of those devilish grins before pushed off the bed and rolling them around until he was on top of Will's lap. "Easy. Your dick is still inside me. Feels good. Need more explanation?"

Will meekly shook his head, and then Nico rolled his hips. Instantly, thoughts of disgust grew slightly weaker. "Good. Then I'm going to ride your cock until you get back into the mood, okay? Then, you can do whatever you want to me."

Yep, Will nodded. With those plans, Will understood. He was already starting to get turned on again, especially when Nico started riding him like it was his only job.

It didn't take long for Will to grab him and slam him back into the bed, face down, ass up. That had them coming with muffled screamed into the bed, or in Will's case, Nico's shoulder.

After, they lied there, Nico staring at Will's face, Will staring at the ceiling, both lost in thought. "That was the weirdest sex I've ever had. Well, the weirdest not-hot sex I've had." Then he thought over his words, feeling the way Nico's body fit perfectly into his. "No, it was hot. Just that one moment was so weird. I think you just make everything hot, Nico."

Nico didn't respond with a laugh or a slap or a sarcastic comment, so Will looked down in question. The intense gaze on his face surprised Will. Once again, he was reminded that Nico looked like a devilishly handsome angel. A dark, mysterious, bad angel.

"I-," Nico began, but then the sentence faded away. He shook his head and kissed Will softly, leaving the warmth on his lips.

"What?" Will asked, rubbing a smooth circle onto the small of his back. Nico only smiled lightly.

"You're just…perfect." Nico's words should have sounded like a compliment, but he said then with such sadness it was as if he was telling Will that he was dying.

"Thanks?" Will whispered, running a hand through Nico's soft hair. He hummed, almost purring, and it made Will's heart hurt with how adorable he was. Nobody saw this side of Nico, either. It was the best part about dating Nico di Angelo. He was so kind and soft on the inside, with weird quirks that he never let anyone see. It couldn't be easy on him, hiding who he was half the time, as least to a degree. He was known as a member of the most dangerous mafia in the city and seen as a predator.

Right now, Will was gazing down at a cuddly, cute boy.

He pressed his lips to Nico's forehead and pulled him in closer as they fell asleep.

A/N: I have a second part to this, possibly a third. LOL this was supposed to be a hot short story hahahah.

Review and tell me your thoughts please! Do you all want the second and third parts?