Nico's POV

I woke up suddenly to a sharp pain in my side. What the hell? I asked myself, and then the events of yesterday came rushing back to me. Oh yeah, Annabeth had stabbed me. Crazy bitch. As I woke up more, I realized there was something poking me. As Percy hugged me closer it dawned on me what it was. My body froze and my eyes widened. "Um…Percy?" He mumbled and cuddled me even closer, confirming what I suspected. "Percy…I don't know how to say this but…you're kind of poking me." I blushed as I spoke, feeling his body freeze at my words. A moment later I heart him laughing, letting go of me to hold his stomach.

"Oh Neeks," he said between chuckles, "I'm sorry about that. But you know, I bet you're in the same state." He reached his hands over my boxers to the stiff place between my legs. I jumped out of bed with a squeal.

"What the hell Perce!?" My voice was a bit too high for my liking, and my face was burning with embarrassment. He propped himself up with his elbows and cocked his head to the side, flashing me a sly smile. My eyes drifted to where the blanket had fallen down to reveal his tanned chest and the start of the V leading down his waist to…No! Bad Nico. Stop that. But I couldn't help my eyes from drifting down. He jolted me out of my trance as he spoke.

"Well I definitely wasn't wrong." He nodded his head to the large bump protruding through my boxers. And no, I'm not being cocky, just because I'm skinny doesn't mean I'm not…'well equipped'. Anyways, at this observation I looked down and saw what he saw. I let out a high pitched squeal once again, and quickly retreated to a corner, hiding my face in my knees. Oh gods why, oh gods why, oh gods why… I know we've already had sex but this is different. My heart beat faster as I heard the blanket fall to the floor and footsteps coming towards me. I felt Percy kneel in front of me then cup my cheeks in his hands. "Come on Nico, it's no big deal. Well…it's no deal." I could almost feel him wink at me. I looked up, trying to maintain a scowl but it soon turned into a smile. Damn, he knew just how to flatter me. Slowly Percy pushed my knees down, moving to straddle me. I lifted my head up to look into those beautiful green eyes. I closed my eyes as he drew closer, expecting a kiss. However we were interrupted by a knocking at the door. My head snapped around to see Jason standing there, a smirk on his face.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything, but you guys are going to miss breakfast." Jason said, turning to walk out of the room. He poked his head back in just to say to me, "Oh, and Nico? You might want to um, 'fix yourself', before going out." That ass had the nerve to wink at me before running out of the cabin laughing.

"That son of a…" I muttered, standing up to chase him down. Unfortunately, like the great person he his, Percy just HAD to stop me. "Come on," I whined. "He's asking for it.

"And you're not wearing any clothes." Percy raised his eyebrows at me. I blushed. After pulling on some ripped black jeans, my avenged sevenfold shirt that I had ripped the sleeves off, and my all black converse, I stood up to see if Percy was ready. My eyes met his body, dressed in knee-length cargo shorts and his camp half-blood shirt. I noticed he was still wearing the ring I gave him. Standing in a patch of sunlight, he practically glowed as he reached his hand down to help me up. Speechless, we walked out the door hand-in-hand towards the dining pavilion. Luckily, Chiron had allowed a table for the Big Three, so they wouldn't have to eat alone. I suspected that this was because of the incident yesterday. Halfway through my pomegranate, Percy's nagging that I should eat more, and my glares at Jason, the entire pavilion was interrupting by screaming.

"Dragon! There's a dragon coming!" Some camper yelled, running up from the beach. Sure enough, there was a huge, metal dragon in the sky. Rebuilt out of what looked like brass, it soared over the ocean with two figures on its back. By now, everyone had ran down to the beach and I had to push my way through the crowd to get a better look. When it landed, a shaggy-haired mess of grease-stained clothes stepped onto the beach.

"WHO'S THE SUPER-SIZED MCSHIZZLE NOW BITCHES!?" It yelled.

"Leo." I breathed. He was back.