Disclaimer: I don't own these shows. All rights go to Rick Riordan.
The next day, after breakfast, Nico headed to Cabin 9. He was the master of secrecy, and nobody seemed to notice him slip into the cabin and down to the forges.
He spotted his Hispanic lover nearly right away. Leo was lost in thought, busy shoveling coal into a boiler.
Leo had rested his arm on his shovel and was wiping sweat off his forehead when he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist. His tense muscles relaxed instantly at the cold touch of his boyfriend.
"That's a nice little hickey you've got there." Nico whispered seductively into his ear, tracing the small bruise with the tip of his tongue.
Leo gasped at the contact. "Is it really that noticeable?" he asked, fiddling with the collar of his white linen shirt.
Nico's laugh rang in his ear. "Not unless you know where to look." he said, his spindly fingers tracing Leo's abs.
He could already begin to feel his knees getting weak. "Not here, Nico." he warned, biting his lip in an attempt to keep quiet.
However, the older Italian boy didn't stop. He nibbled on Leo's ear, his cold fingers rubbing small circles just inside the waistband of his oil-stained jeans.
Leo let out a small moan, twisting around and giving Nico a small shove. "My shift ends in 20 minutes, okay? Be patient." he said with a laugh, picking up his shovel.
Nico smirked and nodded, sitting down on the floor behind him. Leo shoveled another load of coal into the boiler, then dropped the shovel and ran to a metal ladder scaling the side of a machine a few feet away. Nimbly, he climbed it and ran to a control panel. He ran his hand over his hair, mumbling something to himself before pulling a lever and pressing a few buttons. Steam poured out of a vent, and Leo smiled. He jumped off the side of the walkway, landing on his feet.
Nico watched silently, amazed at Leo's knack for machines. He had always known he was good with them, but he had never seen him at work.
Something in a machine made a loud popping noise. "Mierda!" Leo exclaimed, sliding his goggles over his eyes and grabbing a wrench. He rolled under the machine, jiggling his leg as he worked to fix the break. Nico could hear him humming something faintly, and burst out laughing as he recognized the tune.
"Girl on Fire, Leo? Really?" Nico said, still laughing at his song choice.
Leo rolled back out from under the machine and gripped its edge. "What?! It's my theme song!" he said, and slid back under.
Of course, that remark caused Nico to laugh even harder. Leo rolled out from under the machine again and stood up.
"I like it when you laugh." he said, placing his goggles back on his forehead. "It suits you."
He turned away and went on with his work.
After a while, a buzzer went off and Leo stopped working. He pulled off his tool belt and googles and placed them in a cardboard box by the door of the forges.
Nico stood up, following him upstairs where Leo washed his hands in a sink near the door.
"I'm all yours now." he said, drying his hands on his jeans with a smirk on his face. Nico grinned lopsidedly, causing Leo's heartbeat to speed up, and walked out the door.
Leo walked next to the pale boy, following him around the back of Cabin 9 and down the back of the row of cabins, taking Nico's cold hand in his.
A flush crept up to Nico's cheeks at this small gesture. He walked around the far side of the Hades cabin and slipped in the front door, pulling Leo behind him.
The cabin was dim, and the scrap metal in Leo's pockets clanked as he walked around the room.
"Nice place you've got here." he remarked, walking back to where Nico stood against the wall.
"Yeah, it's pretty cool." Nico replied, standing with his hands in his pockets as he kicked off his boots. He started to walk to the slightly younger boy.
"No." Leo said. "My turn."
Leo advanced on the taller boy, stopping directly in front of him. He reached up and ran a hand through Nico's jet black hair, while the other traced his hip bones inside his skinny jeans. This caused Nico to bite his lip, stifling a moan.
Nico smirked as he saw the bruise just below Leo's left ear. He cupped his hand over the bite, laughing slightly.
Leo returned the smirk as he inched his face closer, teasing his lover until their lips were merely millimeters apart. He knew that Nico wouldn't be able to stand it much longer, judging by the strained look of concentration on his face, so he took initiative and pressed his lips to Nico's deathly cold ones.
Nico leaned back against the walk to stabilize himself, knotting his fingers into the Latino's messy brown hair. Leo slid his warm hands inside Nico's shirt. The contrast in temperature made Nico shiver with pleasure.
Leo tugged at the t-shirt covering Nico's upper body, silently letting him know he wanted the clothing removed. He obliged, pulling away from the kiss and helped Leo remove the shirt. It was soon on the ground with Nico's shoes.
The Hispanic boy smirked up at his lover, who was quietly gasping for breath. Leo trailed a line of kisses from Nico's ear to his collarbone. He pressed his warm lips to a spot just above his right collarbone, grazing his teeth against the spot.
A small groan escaped Nico's lips, causing Leo to grin. He focused his attention back to the spot, sucking on it as he slipped his thumbs into Nico's jeans, earning him another moan. He rubbed small circles on the skin close to his center while nipping at the spot on his collarbone.
"Scopare!" Nico whispered in Italian, trying to concentrate on anything but the tingling sensation building up in his stomach.
Leo pulled his head back, glancing at the bruise forming on Nico's collarbone. "Now we match." he said with a smirk, still working his fingers.
Nico nodded, starting to shake at the contact. "Merda..." he muttered under his breath.
Just then, the bell for lunch rang, and Leo slipped his hands out from inside the jeans. "I guess I'll see you later." he said, smirking as he walked out. All Nico could do was nod.
"Shit..." Nico said as soon as the door was shut behind Leo. He slid his back down the wall, his center still throbbing from pleasure. He slipped on his shirt, trying to steady his breathing. "Pull yourself together Nico." he growled, shaking his head at himself. Pulling on his shoes, he walked out the door.