Well, a big screw you to Guest (Unknown) and guest LoneWolf12.
To Unknown: I have not read BoO yet, as to finish this story first, as to not ruin it for me. But I do have it in my possession, thank you for your concern.
To LoneWolf12: The whole point of FanFiction is so you can put impossible pairings together. So fuck off. I can write all the Perico I want here, because I want to. Go write your Muthafuckin' Reynico as much as you want. Because you have that right, like I have mine.
And to all Haters, please keep to yourself. Some people enjoy my writings, and they are why I still do it. When someone hates, it discourages me. Please play fair.
I am NOT Rick Riordan, thus I own none of his properties (or talent).
I Can't Swim
And I Talk Too Much
~Nico's P.O.V.~
I blinked my eyes open, staring and the ceiling. I furrowed my brows as I realised it wasn't mine. I searched the walls, seeing them covered in slips of paper, with . . . poems?
"Nico?" Said a soft voice. I smiled slightly. Prehaps I'm still dreaming. "Are you awake?"
"No . . . I don't think so." I mumbled.
"Funny. Please, I need to talk to you." I turned my head to the left, finding the source of the voice I crave.
Then I remember what happened. I jumped up, but before I could continue my escape, Percy jumped on me, pinning me down.
"You can't do this again, Nico. Just calm down." He warned. I looked behind me. No shadow. I looked around the room also, but to no avail. How could one place be so bright?
That's when I remembered I was in the Apollo cabin.
"Percy, get off of me." I warned in return. I had nothing else to threaten him with, helpless as I was, so I tried to glare him off.
"No. It doesn't bother me. Really." His smiled kindly. I started freaking again, and my lip curled.
"It bothers me!" I snapped. Maybe words were nessesary too. He cringed slightly at my sudden burst. My pants started to make a rise, and my cheeks burned.
"Just get off, Percy." I said lowly.
He hesistated under my stare, then looked back intensely. "Not till I say this. Nico, I think you -"
"Shut up!" I snapped loudly. The cabin was vacant, but just in case anyone saw us, I needed to make an excuse. "Someone will hear you."
"Why?" He said loudly. "Why is this such a secret?"
"Percy, be quiet!"
"Why?" His voice raised.
"Get off!" I writhed under him, trying to escape.
"WHY IS IT BAD?" Percy bellowed.
For the first time since I last spoke to Bianca, I broke.
"Because it's wrong!" I shouted, my eyes misting. ". . . It's unacceptable. It's disgusting. It -" At the last second, my voice failed. My tongue swelled as my throat closed in. I could only whisper as a tear fell. "It deserves punishment."
"Punishment?" Percy asked, softly. No longer did he shout; he heard what he wanted to. "They punished you?" He bent over me, his face too close. All sorts of warnings went off in the back of my head.
"Percy, get off." I sniffed, trying to hide the fact I just bawled in front of him.
"Who hurt you?" He said, ignoring me. "Tell me, Nico."
I sighed. "My . . . mom." I shut my eyes. "She was a strict Catholic. It was the biggest sin. Every time I slipped, s-she . . ." I swallowed. "It was decouraged." I finished lamely.
"Nico." Percy sat up, sitting on my lap. I sat up and leaned back, unable to meet his eyes. He wrapped his arms around me tightly. "I'm sorry. I didn't know." He pulled back and met my eyes. "But things have changed since then. Nowadays, it's -" I dropped my gaze, unsure. "Hey." He grabbed my chin slightly and made me meet his gaze again. His eyes were so intense, and certain.
"It's okay." I stared at him, his eyes bright with the good news. I tried to wrap my mind around this new fanasy. Percy was too close. Since when did that become okay?
"How can you be so sure?" I whispered.
"I know, Nico. It's okay. It really is. This-" He rubbed his hips back and forth. We both gasped, and while he froze up, I closed my eyes. "is . . . okay. . ." I opened them, staring at a suddenly drugged-looking Percy. His eyes were darker then usual. They were half-open, like his mouth. And he was staring at my lips.
"Um, Perc-" He put his hand on my cheek, and leaned forward until our noses touched. My body started. "Percy!" I squeaked.
"Forgive me." He notched our noses, and suddenly a smooth texture pressed against my lips. We were kissing.
We were kissing.
I felt harassed, and very awkward. Never, never, had done this before. Never been allowed to. Though I wanted to stop, I was curious. I wanted to know.
His jaw shifted, again and again, and it only felt right to mimic the movement. He opened his mouth slightly, and let out a low sound. A mixture between a sigh and a moan. I wasn't sure what to call it, but I liked it.
His hand moved downward, staying in contact with my skin, just barely. Until he reached my collar bone. As he pressed his hand there, he did that thing again with his hips. I let out a quiet moan, trying to part my legs more. Percy smirked. As I turned red again.
Just then, the door burst open. "Percy!" Shouted the intruder. I yelped, shrinking myself down as far as possible. Percy's head whipped back.
"Jason?"
"What are you-" He stopped short as he saw us. "Nico?" I realised he saw me pinned under Percy, flushed and wet-faced. Jason's jaw clenched as his face turned red. He balled his fists and strived over.
"Jason, it isn't what it looks like!" Percy said, raising his hands. Jason didn't seem to care. He grabbed Percy by the collar and yanked him off.
"Jason!" I yelped. He ignored me as he slammed his fist into Percy's cheek. Percy fell back. "Percy!" I shouted. My heart was trying to escape my chest.
I couldn't help myself as I jumped up and grabbed his arm. Jason pulled back and slammed his elbow in my face. I fell back into the bed with a groan. Pain seared through me.
"Nico." Jason breathed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
"It's fine." I grunted. "Battle instincts. I get it."
Percy stood, shaking and clutching his ear. "You did not just hurt him."
"Percy." I said, in my most commanding voice. He froze and turned to me. "We need to go."
"Not yet." Jason growled.
"I'll explain later, Jason. But it's fine. Just, stop." I tried to keep my control, but my voice cracked. Jason looked ready, glaring at Percy. So I grabbed Percy's arm and we walked out. Jason didn't follow.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter, mainly the heated make-out. Review, please! ~TrampledRose
