Chapter 02: One thing leads up to another
Percy woke up because he dreamed he was being squished into seaweed. When he opened his eyes, he realized why: Jason was half lying on top of him, his arms tightly wrapped around him and his face right next to Percy's.
What the hell? As he tried to push him off, Jason's grip around him tightened and a growl erupted from his throat.
Oh great.
"Man, you are crushing me!" Percy complained, but no matter how hard he tried, he could neither make Jason wake up nor even as much as budge.
Giving up, he stared up at the white ceiling, the events from last night replaying in his mind.
What had they done?
Or better: Why had they done that?
He should have just killed Jason and walked off like a boss.
But not fucking sleep with him!
He turned his head slightly sideways to look at Jason's sleeping face.
This was all his fault to begin with.
Had he not done Percy the night before last...but had he really done that?
Doubt gnawed at Percy.
How come they both didn't remember what had happened that night? Had they been drunk? Drugged?
Maybe it had all just been a mere prank by one of the others – Leo for instance – to see what they'd do.
Maybe he had hit Percy's lower back with a baseball bat after drugging them both unconscious and had then placed them in Percy's room, hoping that Percy or Jason would come running to the others, screaming about rape and only wearing their underpants.
Which reminded him that he wasn't wearing any right now.
Which then again reminded him that Jason wasn't wearing any either.
Percy tried to move his leg out of the way as to NOT feel Jason's dick get to it at any point.
He found that thought disturbing. At least he thought so until his own dick suddenly twitched.
Percy blinked. Oh, hell no.
Their thing last night had been a one-time thing.
He was not going to get hard from picturing Jason's dick now!
The blonde next to him moved slightly and Percy turned his head again, watching him.
His face seemed tense and his grip around Percy changed slightly, as if he was trying to protect him from something.
Percy hoped Jason never had to save him from anything, because he felt as if he was going to get crushed.
Then Jason let go of him. "Shut up...Percy..." He muttered in his sleep and turned away from him.
"Yeah, 'F' you too." Percy retorted sulkily, but still felt a pang of positive surprise of at least being in Jason's dreams.
Then he shook his head. He should get up and out of this room as long as the sun wasn't up yet and nobody under deck would be awake.
Maybe he should also consider a shower.
First to wash off the bits of Jason's cum off himself, as well as any trace of the blonde on his body in general and second to get some power back into his limbs, for they ached as if he had trained for weeks without a break.
He climbed over Jason who just mumbled something incoherently and turned over again, then he looked around for his stuff.
The cleanness of this room was blinding him.
Seriously, did that guy never leave anything lying around?
As he collected his clothes off the floor and put them on, he figured their clothes were the only thing that showed anybody was living in here in general.
He even dared to look into the wardrobe, just to stare at a super neat and tidy sorting of t-shirts, pants, underpants and socks – everything folded neatly together, even belts rolled up together in the corner.
What the hell? He turned around at Jason unbelieving, just to get held up staring at his face.
Before he realized, he was back next to the bed and bent down to the blonde, looking at his face up close.
He looked at the fine face structure and the even, sun-kissed skin, the way his eyes were closed rather peacefully right now with his eyebrows relaxed instead of scrunched up, and most of all that stapler scar at his thin lips.
Percy had found it rather enthralling last night.
Before he could stop himself, his fingertip was already moving over it softly.
He stopped himself and stepped back.
What the hell was he doing?!
As he heard Jason stirring, he hurried out of the room.
Only when he was back in his room did he realize he had forgotten to put on his second shoe.
Oh great.
This was like Cinderella all over again.
Hopefully Jason wasn't suicidal enough to bring it to breakfast with him.
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Jason woke up just as the door to his room fell shut.
Had he imagined it or had Percy just been right in front of his bed, first staring at him and then touching his lips ever so softly?
Their doings from last night rushed through his head.
Oh great.
He groaned and turned around again, wondering if maybe everything could be just a bad dream.
Then he sat up, looking about his room.
His hopes sank.
He would have never taken off his clothes and thrown them around the room like that. There was also a shoe lying in the corner next to the door that wasn't his, but Percy's.
Which was pretty much enough to confirm that what happened last night had actually happened.
Just great.
He got up and felt incredibly sore at his behind.
Though at least he didn't wince around like Percy had.
That didn't lighten his mood much.
He got up and decided that he would first take a shower. Showers were always good.
They always helped him clear his mind almost as much as flying around.
He grabbed a towel out of his wardrobe, not willing to put on the old clothes, but most definitely not putting on new clothes over his dirty body, instead wrapping the towel around him, grabbing Percy's shoe and left the room.
As expected, he ran into nobody on the way.
He was considering first giving Percy his shoe back, but decided against it.
In his current state he would throw the shoe at him first, then himself right after.
The way he saw it, this was just plain unfair. Why did Percy get to do him and they both still remembered it, but Jason supposedly did him and neither knew of it?
Why couldn't he have woken up not knowing a thing and just wondering what Percy's shoe was doing in his room?
Damn, he would have just thought Leo was pulling one of his pranks again and just pushed it aside.
Even his clothes thrown about the room could have been Leo.
Of course he would have wondered why his butt hurt, but meh, he probably would have thought he had slept in an awkward position – pretty much all the things Percy had thought yesterday.
Just great. Now he was beginning to wish he was as dumb as perfect Percy.
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He sighed as he entered the shower room and went to his usual cabin at the far end of it – just to find it seemingly occupied.
That is, if the running water and the closed door was any indicator.
"What the..." He said and pushed the door open, just to see Percy blinking back at him, his hands on his dick.
For a moment, they only stared at each other.
"This is MY spot!" Jason said indignantly as Percy hissed. "You never heard of privacy, dude?"
They glared daggers at each other.
"Would you finally get out?!" Percy then called, but that only pissed off Jason, who now took off his towel and pushed himself into the booth as well.
"This is MY booth, if you want your personal space, go somewhere else!" He said matter-of-factly and started to shove Percy out of the way to get under the water.
"You mad?! I just got this water warm!" Percy called and pushed against Jason to get more water from above.
Jason ignored him.
He felt Percy staring daggers at his back while Jason simply started to go through his normal shower routine.
He expected Percy to either leave or attack him with his water.
If he left, all the better for Jason.
If he attacked, Jason was so going to make lightning strike the water.
To his surprise however, Percy did neither.
Instead, he did push him aside some inches to at least get under the shower head next to Jason.
Then he also went about his business seemingly uncaring.
Jason grinned to himself and eyed the son if the sea god out of the corner of his eyes.
To his surprise, Percy was doing the same thing, but looked straight ahead right when their glances met.
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Jason grabbed for his shampoo just to realize he hadn't brought it with him.
Great.
Trust him to think of everything but that.
"Seriously, Mr. Oh-so-well-organized forgot his shampoo? What happened? Still all numb from last night?" Percy teased him, but at the same time did something nice and passed his own to Jason as he massaged the white creamy fluid into his dark hair with the other hand.
Jason took it gratefully, though still making a face. "I wouldn't know what you're talking about. It was you who was a groaning mess when you had your nipples massaged like a girl." He countered and took a bit of the shampoo, passing it back to Percy whose head had snapped around at his retort.
"I was NOT." He said and Jason could swear he saw an ever so faint blush on his cheeks.
That made him smirk, which seemed to annoy Percy even more, for he glared at him again, then concentrating back on washing the shampoo out of his hair.
"At least I wasn't writhing around like a maniac and got my ass pounded." Jason's ears turned red, but he stayed calm, cleansing his hair.
"You think so? Judging from the way you winced around yesterday I must have taken you ten times harder than that and grabbed your waist to boost. I couldn't find any marks on my body to indicate you fighting me, though...still thinking you didn't enjoy it?" He said and suddenly Percy shot around at him.
"You...you...you little..." He hissed, but seemed to be at a loss of words, now seriously turning red.
Jason chuckled.
Then he looked at Percy's still gooey hair. "Seriously, can't you even wash yourself properly?" He asked, shaking his head and next moment, he was in front of Percy, his hands in the dark hair of the other.
Percy blinked and stared at him dumbfounded. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked indignantly as Jason started massaging his scalp in a way he would usually do his own to get all the shampoo out and release any leftover headache pains.
He didn't reply, instead concentrating on his hands.
When he was done, he found that Percy's head instinctively moved with his hands as he pulled them back.
"Oh, you liked that?" He asked grinning and found Percy glaring at him again, stepping away.
"Did not. Don't just put your hands on me like that."
"Why? Think it will turn you on?"
"Fag."
"Says the one pushing me against the door kissing me as if your life depended on it."
"Says the one who got fucked."
"At least I did you harder."
"Dream on."
"You know it's true."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
Percy and Jason were standing there, in the shower booth, sizing each other up.
Then Percy said something very stupid. "Prove it."
So Jason pushed himself against Percy and pressed his lips on his.
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Though Percy seemed initially surprised, he soon got over his shock and started trying to push Jason away.
He did indeed use water, but not in a way Jason had anticipated.
Instead of attacking him flat out, he had only pushed him off him and against the shower door.
Next moment, Percy was there and kissing him while having him pinned against the door.
Jason cursed as he felt himself harden because of Percy's skilled tongue.
Then the felt something hard brush against his erection and realized Percy was as affected as he was – which got him on the offensive again.
He tackled Percy and pushed him against the side of the booth, holding his arms up. "You need your water powers to keep me in check? Pathetic.", he teased as he felt the water tugging at him.
Next moment, the water just continued its normal flow.
"You think you can beat me?", Percy asked maliciously.
"You want me to try?", Jason asked challengingly.
For a moment, they stood there, their dicks touching, their faces inches apart.
Jason was lost in those seagreen eyes – and took the silence as yes.
He pressed his lips onto Percy's, tonguing him wildly as his hand travelled down Pecys well-muscled body.
Percy tried to free himself as his tongue tried to outwit Jason's, but without success.
Jason's hand started playing with his nipple again and he could hear Percy gasp.
Then he let his hand travel lower and closed it around both their dicks, beginning to pump them both.
Percy twitched and looked at Jason through clouded eyes, his breathing heavy and irregular – and Jason pushed his lips back onto him, intertwining their tongues.
Why did Percy have to taste so good? It was almost addictive.
Ok, forget the almost.
As Jason kissed him more deeply, Percy resistance became weaker, then stopped completely.
He was a huffing mess – and Jason had never seen anything more adorable.
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Why did it all have to feel so freaking good? It was as if the water only intensified the feelings rushing through his body at Jason's touch.
How ironic.
Percy stopped fighting Jason – though that did not in any way indicate that he was ever going to give in to him or anything like that.
Ever.
Jason's hand was cool even though the water raining down on them was warm, which felt so damn good on his dick.
Why was Jason so damn skilled?
Why couldn't he have sucked at least at this, so Percy could rub it in that he was better at at least something.
Jason pulled away from his mouth, which left Percy's body begging for him to come back, but he could stop himself from whimpering.
Damn, what a mess he was!
He looked at Jason's face – first getting lost in his sky-blue eyes, then flirting with that sweet mouth of his with that little scar.
It sure was enticing. Then he tore his gaze away from it with some difficulty and travelled lower, over the strong neck and shoulders to the broad chest, the well trained stomach and down to that thin line of blond hair and then he looked at their dicks, rubbing against each other in Jason's grip.
He looked back up and found Jason watching him intently.
He had his mouth slightly open now and was looking solely at him as he kept stroking their dicks.
It felt so weird to Percy that he found his cheeks unwillingly turning pink – which immediately made Jason's eyes narrow for a splint second and his hand move faster.
Looking in Jason's face distracted him for a moment, so he acted without thinking and let his head fall back, a low moan escaping his throat due to that intense feeling, his eyes still locked with Jason's.
The blond flinched and made a small noise as well - and that's when Percy realized that, instead of trying to fight Jason off and prolonging this until it hurt like last night again, he could very well simply go with it and be what one could consider the perfect lover, making Jason so addicted he would do whatever necessary to get Percy into bed again.
So Percy stopped resisting, stopped fighting, stopped holding back and instead let his head fall back again, letting everything out.
Oh gods, this felt so good.
He let out his breath that he had tried to control before and started gasping and groaning, looking at Jason through half-open, dazed eyes.
The surprise was written on his face, yet there was also plain lust and desire in his expression and he leaned forward again.
Percy anticipated his kiss and met him halfway, their tongues immediately wrapping around each other, presuming their little fight from before.
Percy could feel Jason's irregular breath on his face and noticed for the first time that Jason had his eyes closed during kissing.
Percy decided to copy him – and felt their kiss even more intense than before.
He leaned into the kiss some more, tilting his head a bit more sideways to allow a better angle.
Jason went with it, letting his tongue explore Percy's mouth some more while his hand was still pumping them at a regular speed.
It even seemed slower than before, which made Percy wonder whether Jason wished to prolong this because he enjoyed it so much.
Somehow, that thought only turned him on even more instead of filling him with glee.
As Jason began kissing down his neck again, sucking at the side of it, Percy let go of a low groan that made Jason's breath even more irregular as he moved down his neck completely, softly sucking as he placed his hot – yet still cool compared to Percy's skin temperature – kisses on Percy.
He was so busy enjoying all of this that he only vaguely noticed how Jason let go of Percy's hands.
When he realized this, he was momentarily thinking about trying to overpower Jason again.
But then Jason let his teeth graze over one of Percy's nipples and all he could do was moan out loud and place his hands in Jason's hair – sadly to keep him where he was, not to push him away.
Clouded as his mind was, he didn't give a damn about what Jason would be thinking of him right now.
All he cared about was that Jason continued that.
Right now.
He rather felt Jason's chuckle than heard it and then the blonde wrapped his mouth around his nipple.
Oh gods that felt so good. Why did it feel so good?
Jason licked and sucked on it, letting his teeth graze over it every now and then on purpose – never too soft to make Percy feel like a girl, yet never too hard to actually hurt him.
Then he switched to the other nipple, letting his hand take care of the one he let go of.
He also let go of their dicks, instead wrapping his arm around Percy's midriff to pull him closer, his hand going slightly up and down on his back. And as Percy stood there, with weak legs barely holding him upright anymore, panting hard and huffing and moaning, he realized that his plan had badly backfired.
But in his current state of mind he neither cared nor minded.
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Jason was going to go crazy.
What was Percy thinking, showing him such hot expressions and making such erotic sounds?
Was he trying to make him believe he was that good to rub it in later how much he had fooled him?
Was he trying to make Jason feel like he was the top just to then start fighting again when Jason didn't expect it?
He had no idea.
What he did know however, was that he never wanted this to stop.
He was sucking on Percy's nipple, enjoying the sweet reactions of the dark-haired boy, painfully aware how hard he already was.
He started moving lower, licking down Percy's stomach, here and then grazing over his muscles with his teeth until he reached Percy's belly button, playing around it with his tongue before exploring the thin line of dark hair that lead towards Percy's dick.
Then Jason halted.
Was he really going to do this?
He could almost picture Percy laughing at him afterwards, calling him gay because he sucked another guy's dick.
Then again, regarding what they had already done and what he had been doing until now, that was not really anything new.
If anything, Percy would have to keep quiet because he would damn well enjoy it, which would prove Jason to be the definite better lover.
He looked up at Percy, though he wasn't sure for what exactly.
Definitely not confirmation or anything.
He was greeted with a lusty, dazed expression that practically begged him to continue.
Why he felt a wave of giddiness wash over him, he didn't know.
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First, he began to take Percy's dick into his hands and licked from the base on the lower side to the tip.
He was instantly rewarded with a tremble, a sweet gasp and a tightening of his fingers in Jason's hair.
He continued licking and occasionally even slightly grazing along Percy's erection, making sure to avoid the tip for as long as possible – making it all the more special when he actually came close to it or teasingly brushed it seemingly unnoticed, taking in all those beautiful sounds Percy made.
Then, as he passed the tip uncaring once more, he felt Percy's hands twitch, trying to hold him there, but at the same time seemingly not wanting to give away what he really wanted.
Jason looked up at him teasingly. "If you want something in particular, don't hesitate to tell me." He said, knowing how mean he was and went back to experimenting with Percy's dick, still avoiding the tip.
He could hear Percy hissing as he licked over a vein at the lower side and concentrated on that for a while.
Percy started to tremble more.
Then he did that thing with his hands again as Jason passed by his glans once more with just as much as a light brush.
Jason halted for a moment, then continued on his path.
Then he could hear Percy actually whimper slightly and say something incomprehensible.
Jason looked up. "Hm?" He asked and saw that Percy had the sweetest blush on his cheeks, his face contorted with pleasure, annoyance and pleading.
As Jason looked up at him, Percy seemed to blush even harder and tried to find the words.
"...my...suck...my..." He stuttered and Jason only now realized that the water had stopped raining down on them ages ago.
Truth be told, the water was still running, but in a wide arc around them.
Percy probably didn't even realize he was controlling the water right now.
Jason considered playing dumb about Percy's wish some more, but he knew how much this alone must have already meant to Percy so he leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on the tip.
Percy gave off a sound that seemed a mixture between a hiss, a gasp and a moan.
"There?" Jason asked and found Percy nodding wildly, his eyes closed, his head falling back again.
Jason could feel his knees buckling slightly and placed his arms around him on his buttocks to support him as he agonizingly slowly licked over the tip before letting it slip into his mouth.
He thought Percy was going to snuff it right then and there. His teasing had paid off if only for the fact that perfect Percy was practically clawing Jason's hair now, his whole composure gone, moaning, groaning, hissing and gasping loudly as Jason sucked on his dick tentatively, then took more of him into his mouth.
He felt Percy trying to push into his mouth but held him in place.
He was still the one in control here.
As he pulled back completely, Percy whimpered slightly, making Jason grin as he began taking him into his mouth again.
Then he started to experiment with different movements, each one getting Percy to a different level of pleasure and making him give off the sweetest sounds.
Jason's let one of his hands on Percy's butt prod against his entrance, but he doubted Percy even as much as noticed in his current state of mind.
Jason had to watch out that he didn't make the boy cum before he had had his way with him.
He started sliding one finger in and noticed from the way Percy's head moved slightly sideways, panting and looking down at him with that glint in his eyes that he noticed, but proceeded nevertheless while daring to graze along the tip ever so softly with his teeth.
Percy groaned loudly again and his head fell back against the wall again.
So Jason continued, keeping Percy occupied enough at the front to work on his backside relatively unnoticed, already putting his second finger in and looking for Percy's good spot.
It was so very tempting to just finish Percy off right now and walk off like a boss, but his own dick was begging for release and he seriously couldn't make himself stop right now.
He had to have Percy.
He hit a spot that felt different to the rest and found Percy yelp with surprise.
Yep, that was the one.
He felt Percy's dick throb dangerously, but decided that Percy would simply have to hold back some more.
He began hitting that spot while adding a third finger to it and licked the vein on the lower side of Percy's dick slowly.
He feared that if he would do anything like sucking or grazing right now, Percy might not be able to hold back.
Judging by the throbbing of his dick and the way his legs wobbled and his hands were manifested in Jason's hair with his head against the wall groaning and moaning, he was already doing a pretty good job at holding back.
Jason continued until he couldn't hold back anymore himself.
He let go of Percy's dick and pulled out his fingers, much to Percy's dismay, who almost started whimpering and looked at him with dazed and pitifully begging eyes.
But Jason merely got up and turned Percy around in one fluid motion, making him gasp surprised.
He didn't stop him whatsoever though, instead putting his hands against the wall and letting Jason push his legs a tad further apart, putting one arm around Percy as he used his other hand to guide his own throbbing erection into Percy.
At first, Percy gasped for air rather pained. "Jason..." He hissed and it seemed he had wanted to say more, but Jason pushed himself into him slightly and whatever he wanted to say got lost in another gasp and a low groan of pain.
Jason bent over and started kissing the side of his neck again, grazing over his skin slowly to get Percy's mind off his backside.
Percy shivered and as Jason stopped pushing, actually started to relax a bit against him.
Then Jason pushed again and Percy winced, making Jason feel guilty but he kept pushing into him slowly.
"You need to relax..." He whispered into Percy's ear and found him trembling.
Jason blinked.
Then he put his head at Percy's neck, just rubbing against him slightly, one hand securely around his midriff, the other one now planting itself on Percy's nipple.
"Try to enjoy it..." He muttered and again Percy trembled at the sound of his voice, but then his painful breathing changed into a low moan of pleasure as Jason's hand started to play with his nipple.
Jason could feel himself sliding a bit further in and decided to keep it up.
While pinching and squeezing his nipples, Jason found he could push himself into Percy without too much difficulty, though Percy still flinched or winced in every now and then.
Then he was all the way inside him and began pulling back out and pushing back in, trying out different movements and angles to see what Percy liked best.
The tightness around him was certainly maddening, but he wasn't going to cum without having Percy cum first.
Though this didn't have anything to do with him wanting to be better – he just wanted Percy to thoroughly enjoy it.
He pushed into Percy harder, his gaze blurry with desire.
Percy moaned – now out of pleasure rather than pain – and began pushing back against Jason as he pushed into him.
Jason stopped playing with his nipple and instead grabbed his waist with both hands, pounding into him harder.
Percy still had his hands against the wall and began to groan loudly, his face hidden from Jason's view, as he pushed back against Jason with more force now.
Jason felt his mind getting annoyingly blank and pushed Percy's down, making him bend over as to get a better angle.
How Percy kept himself steady, Jason did not know.
He didn't even know how he could push into Percy like this without tripping on the wet floor or something.
But he didn't stop to find out why either, instead even picking up in speed and grabbing Percy's waist hard.
"Oh...gods..." Percy said very un-Percy like in a low groan and began to turn his head a bit to look at Jason.
Their gazes met and Jason swore he had never seen anything more erotic in his life than Percy's face at this very moment.
It was completely flushed, which only seemed to bring out the vivid green of his eyes, dazed with desire, lust and pleasure. His mouth was open slightly, a trickle of saliva running down, breath coming out in huffs, mixed with groans, gasps and even more moans.
Jason cursed under his breath and pushed into Percy, one hand letting go of Percy's waist, trusting him to keep up thrusting back against Jason, and wrapped itself around Percy's dick.
Percy pushed back hard, groaning as he felt Jason's touch on his erection and he closed his eyes in complete bliss for a moment.
Jason knew he at least wouldn't last much longer himself and kept pumping him in rhythm with his thrusts.
Then he could hear Percy stammering something and watched as his face screwed up, seemingly trying to hold back.
Since Jason was very much near his own orgasm, he decided to be mean and pressed down on Percy's glans.
Suddenly, his face fell and Jason knew from the faraway glow in the seagreen eyes that Percy was experiencing one hell of an orgasm before he felt his hand getting soaked by his sperm.
At the same time, he thrust into Percy hard, groaning loudly, his gaze still fixed upon Percy's beautiful face as he shot his own cum into him, his whole body shaking for a moment as wave after wave of ineffable ecstasy hit him, making him see stars and hold on to Percy for support instead of supporting him.
But Percy didn't even seem to notice. They were both a trembling, panting mess, much like the evening before, both with wobbly knees and more than just shaky breaths and the feeling of utter satisfaction spreading through their bodies that Jason took like a wave rolling over him, while Percy more had the feeling some sort of storm, followed by a soft breeze, relaxing his muscles and taking away any feeling of pain for a short while, while making him feel better than ever before.
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He felt Jason pull himself out of him and felt cum flowing out of his butt.
It didn't even occur to him that a day ago (or two, he still couldn't remember the day before yesterday) he would have considered this the worst and most disgusting thing ever.
Right now he was fairly indifferent to it.
He still was holding on to the wall for dear support, turning his head to look at how Jason was doing.
Jason still had that sweet flush on his face, his breathing as ragged as Percy's, staring him straight in the eye in such a way that made Percy feel as if Jason could look at all of him, not just his face.
Then he felt his knees buckle and thought he'd hit the ground for sure now, but felt Jason's hands on his hips, steadying him while using him to steady himself at the same time.
He was still bent over as Jason had pushed him to earlier, so he straightened out again, feeling another bit of cum flowing out his backside, but ignoring it.
Hell, he'd just take a shower in a moment.
Oh wait. They were in the shower.
He blinked and looked around him.
That's right, where did the water go?
He saw Jason out of the corner of his eye, looking upward, disdain showing on his face.
As he looked upwards himself, he could see why: Somehow he must have willed the water unconsciously to collect somewhere else than beneath their feet, or maybe he hadn't wanted it to disturb their doings with blinding them while crashing down – thus, all the water had started to collect over their heads, building a giant load of water that could flood a small village.
Oh great.
Mental note: Next time, first turn off the water before giving in to perverted phantasies!
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The next moment, it all came crashing down on them.
"Just great." Jason mumbled and next thing they knew, it was as if they had jumped off the highest set ramp of a diving tower and crashed into the water – just that it was more as if the water jumped onto them, really.
The water pushed them down and then started to flow out the cabin, too much water at once to be held by the drain, instead setting the whole bathroom under water within seconds.
In the end, when Jason finally found his footing again, the water still reached up to their knees.
They looked at each other.
Then there was an awkward silence.
Just as Jason wanted to say something, the door opened and Leo came in.
Ok, he INTENDED to come in.
The moment he opened the door however, he got hit by the force of water pushing out of confined space and was momentarily thrown back, the door to the bathroom opening wide as the water poured out and flooded everything along the way – which instantly made Piper, who just seemed to be passing, slip and fall.
"Oh shit." Percy and Jason muttered at the same time, just as Leo got up again.
"Why is there so much freaking water?!" He shouted incredulously, before seeing Jason and Percy, who hastily had grabbed their bypassing towels and wrapped them around their bodies before anybody could see anything they weren't supposed to.
Leo's eyes narrowed. "Percy! Get this water off my ship THIS INSTANT! You two use the freaking training room I built if you want to start killing each other! Not my bath!" He yelled and both boys held up their hands apologetically.
Oops.
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When Jason took his seat at the dining table, cherishing the fact that it was actually HIS seat he could take, all but Percy were already there.
Due to Annabeth making another early meeting, he still had his towel around his shoulder to keep his still wet hair from making his clothes wet as well.
He was just reminiscing the way it had felt to have sex with Percy, as he actually walked into the room.
"Hey guys." He greeted, but nobody but Jason turned to look at him.
Of course Percy first made a face because Jason was sitting in what he saw as his second most wanted chair next to the one Annabeth sat in.
But Jason didn't even care.
What he did care about however was that Percy must have forgotten to check his appearance in the mirror, for else he would have never shown up without anything hiding those dark red marks on his neck.
Jason hastily made a gesture to make Percy understand.
He actually did, stopping in the doorway and touching his neck, surprise and panic showing in his features for a moment.
Jason looked down. Then he took his towel off his shoulders and, not being able to think of anything better, threw it in Percy's face.
"Can't even dry yourself off, can you now, Jackson?" He called as the others looked up.
Percy took the towel off his face, glaring daggers at Jason.
"Shut up, Grace." He snapped, but nevertheless dried off his hair with it and dropped it onto his shoulders, perfectly hiding those hickeys.
Jason grinned and turned around again to see the others only looking up quickly at them and then looking back down on the map they were studying.
Only Piper looked oddly in his direction and then to Percy, but didn't say anything.
Percy joined in on the whole thing effortlessly, for the first time ignoring Jason completely.
No bad talking. No stupid jokes. No kicking.
While Jason was positively surprised, he was also feeling rather upset Percy didn't even look at him.
They hadn't had any chance to talk after Leo popping up and Jason checking on Piper.
She had been fine, though quite confused but due to their awkwardness around each other she had soon disappeared, repeating over and over again that she was fine, though she had limped a bit as she had left.
So while everybody was listening intently to what Annabeth was telling them, Jason's gaze never left Percy, though Percy made sure never to even as much as glance at him.