Chapter 06: What are you doing to me
From that day on, Jason and Percy were sparring again.
Every day, whenever monsters and guard duty – or rather the lack of them – allowed it, they could be found on the training ground, happily hacking away at each other.
After that little dilemma that one night, Percy was glad to find that he could still fight as usual.
Not that Jason would have given him any chance to check first.
He had pretty much hacked away at Percy, testing his reflexes and condition in his own –quite deadly- way.
They still were the same, really.
Percy still sneered and their hobby of taking each other's chairs and competing against each other was still the same as always.
Though Percy didn't interrupt Jason when he talked anymore. Nor did he pull any mean jokes or teased Jason about the most stupid things. He had also stopped kicking Jason under the table.
They actually had normal conversations every now and then, much to the surprise of the others.
They were especially surprised when Jason voiced out his thoughts about going about a different way to beat off the monsters and a change in guard duty.
Everybody had expected Percy to be the first one to yell no, but instead – to everybodies surprise – they found him siding with Jason instantly, telling them this was a really good idea and they should so follow it.
He seriously didn't know who had been more dumbfounded that moment.
Jason, the crew, or he himself.
But by now, he didn't care much.
Talking and having fun WITH Jason, rather than making fun OF him, felt pretty damn good.
And for sparring, Jason was the best partner anyone could hope for anyways.
They happily hacked away at each other, skewering some of the dummies in the process, but otherwise solely fixed on each other.
"Your slashing is still horrible. Why do you keep wanting to stab in mid-slash?" Percy called outraged and blocked Jason's blow just to attack him himself.
Jason shrugged and threw him a sly smile. "Maybe I'm simply doing it to annoy you, Jackson." He retorted and blocked off his attack with ease.
"In that case, you are succeeding." Percy growled and feigned at his left while aiming for his right.
They were so well balanced it was sometimes scary. Like right now, instead of taking the blow and going down like all of Percy's other training partners in the past, Jason seemed to realize what was happening at exactly the right moment to still be able to block the blow and counterattack.
It was maddening.
Jason laughed and they danced around the hall hacking, slashing, stabbing, feigning, and blocking.
And still, hours later, none of the attacks had found their mark.
They stood, huffing and panting and sweating, and sized each other up quietly.
Jason could only shake his head. "Can't you just give up already?"
"Why? Can't go for much longer?"
"Oh, you'd be surprised how long I can last." Jason grinned in a rather sexy way now, making Percy's insides curl and his skin heat up.
"You mean…when you're not with me?" He teased and watched Jason's grin getting broader.
"Oh please. Are you challenging me?" He walked towards Percy now, daring him to reply.
Percy looked him up and down, then smirked.
He liked where this was going. "In your dreams. And I'd beat you any day."
Jason chuckled. Percy's insides turned.
For some reason, lately he had been realizing that Jason had several different ways to chuckle.
There was the awkward chuckle when he didn't know what else to reply but didn't want the silence to take over.
There was the amused chuckle he usually had around Percy whenever Percy was trying to get him to back down.
There was the laugh-suppressing chuckle that he usually used when he was around Leo, but Percy had proudly noticed that Jason also used these around him quite a few times these days.
And then there was this chuckle.
It was dark, lusty and gave Percy goose bumps. Not because he was creeped out, but because he was getting turned on.
Which of course was not good.
But hell, he wasn't going to give Jason the gratification of knowing that he could get to Percy like that.
"You keep telling yourself that." Jason now said in that low, sexy voice and Percy couldn't suppress a shiver.
He tried one of his sneers. Hopefully it didn't look as pathetic as it felt. "Are you trying to challenge ME, now?" He asked and watched as Jason's eyes, fixed upon him, narrowed ever so slightly as he stopped a few steps away from him.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. What are you going to do about it?"
Percy's heart was beating twice as fast as normal now and he couldn't stop himself from letting his eyes travel over Jason's body once more.
He looked at those broad shoulders, down his chest towards his midriff, noting how the shirt clung to his muscles and slender waist. He dropped his gaze lower, but was stopped by the sight of a bulge in Jason's pants.
As much as he would have liked to deny it, he felt his mouth watering and his insides churning with want.
He looked back up to Jason's face and realized that once more, Jason's eyes were transfixed on his face.
'I still haven't replied…' Shot through his head and he swallowed.
He knew what he wanted.
Hell yes and how much he wanted that.
The answer should be simple.
.
Jason watched him intently.
He knew Percy wanted him.
He could try to keep his face as neutral as possible, but his eyes always gave him away.
He loved those eyes.
They were such a rich green as he had never seen and he could have stared into them all day if given the chance.
He saw him swallowing.
Oh, this was going to be good.
Jason raised an eyebrow to lure the answer out of Percy.
It worked.
"Oh, fuck this." Percy spat and was right in front of Jason in an instant, pulling him down by the scruff of his shirt and pressing his lips roughly onto Jason's.
Jason's insides went for a rollercoaster ride as he placed his hands on Percy's hips and pressed their bodies together while returning the kiss with such force he was certain they were going to have swollen lips later.
He completely didn't care though.
Percy sighed happily into the kiss, his arms now wrapping around Jason's neck, pulling them closer while his tongue slid inside Jason's mouth, ready to play their usual who-gets-to-be-the-boss-this-time-game.
Jason complied only too willingly.
They rubbed against each other and Percy hissed as Jason began nibbling on his bottom lip, sucking on it tentatively before capturing him in another french kiss, while one of his hands let go of Percy's hip and began working its way towards his nipples.
Percy gritted his teeth, hating and loving the sensation at the same time.
He could feel Jason's chuckle against the crook of his neck, where Jason began sucking again.
Percy closed his eyes and felt himself getting swept away again.
Oh no. Not this time.
He couldn't let that happen.
It was definitely his turn to do Jason again.
He moved and began shoving Jason away, claiming his mouth once more to show him who the boss was.
Sadly, Jason completely out powered him, dominating his mouth and making him see stars.
"Not...fair..." He complained as Jason's hand began making its way inside Percy's pants.
Another one of those raw chuckles.
"You gotta do better, then, if you wish to beat me, Jackson." He teased and sucked on his bottom lip again.
Percy suppressed a groan.
No way, why was he becoming the bottom once more?
He began opening Jason's pants as he tried to fight back, letting his hands slide in and touch Jason's hard-on.
It was pulsating, hot and big.
Pretty much like his own.
Just that, for some reason, touching Jason made his own dick even harder.
Jason wasn't making it easy for him of course.
He began teasing his nipples again, this time with both hands, trusting Percy to push against him himself.
Seriously, where was the wall when you needed it?
Percy wished he could just close his eyes and give in to the spasms he was getting from Jason's touch, but he tried to focus solely on his task of touching Jason's dick in a way to get him to beg.
He remembered Jason's blowjob and for a moment, one sweet moment, he actually considered returning the favor.
But then, ironically, it wasn't disgust or contempt stopping him – but fear of failure.
He would suck dick if it wasn't for the fact that he was scared to suck at it.
Oh wow.
He pumped Jason with one hand while his other hand started pushing those annoying pants down a bit further and slid to Jason's butt, kneading his cheeks.
Jason made a sound close to a growl and had his eyes fixed on Percy's face again.
Percy felt himself flushing from the intensity of his gaze.
He tried to look down, away from Jason's face, but suddenly felt a hand on his chin, forcing him to look up, locking their eyes.
Then Jason's other hand began circling and pinching his nipples again, making Percy flinch and shudder, trying to push down his reactions to a minimum.
Somehow, the thought of Jason seeing made him a bit self-conscious.
There was a low rumble in Jason's throat and Percy opened his eyes a bit to look at Jason – just to get lost in those sky-blue eyes.
Which was a mistake, since that made him drop his guard and as Jason's way too skilled hand pinched his nipple again, Jason was rewarded with a gasp, a low moan and a shiver, as well as a pair of glazed over beautiful seagreen eyes looking at him full of lust, want and need.
Jason knew he could have his way with Percy.
He wanted to have his way with Percy.
But he knew he should be fair.
Who knew if there was going to be a next time?
Though he knew for sure that the chance for a next time would be higher if he took the upper role this time, for Percy wouldn't accept being bottom three times while Jason just had to bottom once.
But if he was fair now, there was also the chance of Percy being tempted to be dominated by Jason once more, just to let go and enjoy it.
He knew Percy wanted it.
Knew he liked it.
Knew his body graved for it.
Why shouldn't Jason give him what he truly wanted?
He felt Percy's hand on his dick, trying to stroke him while pushing down those sweet noises.
He sighed inwardly and let go of Percy's nipples, cupping his face and kissing him passionately instead.
It had the desired effect of Percy letting go of Jason's dick surprised, instead concentrating on the kiss with all his might, pushing up against him.
Unforeseen by Jason though, Percy pushed against him too hard, making him topple backwards slightly.
They both stumbled to the ground, barely catching themselves as well as each other, instantly looking for each other's mouths again to continue kissing as their bodies moved together once more, grinding against each other as if their life depended on it.
Huffing and panting, Jason's hands closed around their dicks, pumping them both simultaneously while Percy was busy licking and biting at Jason's neck – something he ought to have done sooner.
Jason tasted somewhat salty for some reason, but Percy found he didn't mind at all.
He actually liked it.
He licked and sucked and bit and was pleased to hear a few moans escaping Jason's lips.
Oh how he loved those noises.
Why didn't Jason make them more often?
He worked his way down to Jason's collarbone, mercilessly pushing the shirt up as he wanted to get to the sun-kissed skin beneath, just to begin ravaging it with his tongue and mouth.
Jason huffed and panted but made no motion of stopping him, rather busy with pushing down those embarrassing sounds and trying faintly to put his hands to use, since Percy's dick had moved beyond his reach now. As Percy bit his nipple, he suddenly found his hands in Percy's hair, gasping and – to his horror – instead of pushing him away, holding him in place.
Percy looked up at him, grinning maliciously and mouthing 'Revenge' before ravaging Jason's nipples once more.
Seriously? Since when was Jason so freaking sensitive?
But as he looked down to watch Percy lick and suck his skin, he lost any trace of fighting power and just let his head fall back, a low groan escaping his lips.
He felt Percy stiffening for a second, looking up at him with dazed eyes as he made an agonizingly slow motion of taking Jason's nipple in his mouth and nibbling on it carefully, making Jason huff and close his eyes for a splint second.
Next moment, Percy pushed himself back up, ignoring Jason's rather adorable whine and pressed his lips onto Jason, forcing him into submission in an instant, dominating his mouth as if his life depended on it.
"Yes..." He hissed and looked down at Jason.
He was his.
Jason looked up at him with dazed blue eyes, breathing heavily, his hands now uselessly lying at his sides.
It was as if Percy was looking at all of him.
Scary, but somehow strangely comforting.
Then Percy leaned over and Jason was half expecting another kiss, but instead Percy put his mouth right next to his ear.
"What would you like me to do, Grace?" He asked, and Jason couldn't suppress a shiver.
His clouded mind raced.
Was this some sort of test? Uh, who cared.
But what should he say?
What did he want? There were a lot of things he wanted.
Percy's hands all over him for instance, or his mouth.
He really wasn't picky.
And maybe, just maybe, he also wouldn't mind if Percy did a little something more, including his butt and Percy's dick, but he was NEVER going to say that.
Or was he? He faintly remembered how amazing it had felt when Percy had seemed to just let it all out and simply enjoyed himself.
Could he do that too?
Would it please Percy if he did? He couldn't see how.
Percy seemed to chuckle next to his ear and then Jason could feel him nibbling on his ear lobe.
Oh no.
Why...
A soft whimper escaped Jason's lips as Percy began nibbling on his ear lobe.
He hesitated for a moment, repeating the motion.
Jason began shifting beneath him and he gasped for air.
Oh? How interesting.
Percy smirked and began trying different movements with his tongue, letting his teeth graze against different parts of Jason's ear to see, hear and feel all the different reactions.
Since he didn't want to bruise his ear too badly, it was quite a difficult task to nibble strong enough to make Jason whimper and writhe beneath him, but not too hard to hurt him.
As he turned to switch ear, he caught a glimpse of Jason's screwed up face and couldn't resist planting a quick kiss on his lips, followed by a soft bite to his ear.
He was tempted to tell him to not hold it back, but Jason might see that as a sort of contest, so he didn't.
Instead, he softly nibbled on his ear.
"Jason..." He whispered softly and could feel Jason tremble slightly, as a low groan escaped his lips.
"Yes...more..." Percy muttered huskily and started ravaging his second ear, thriving in every one of those sweet sounds escaping Jason.
"Percy..." Jason suddenly moaned and Percy felt like he was going to explode.
His heart raced and his dick twitched.
He let go of his ear and moved his head so they were face to face again.
"I...please..." Jason began to stutter, looking up at him with those sky blue eyes.
Percy wished he knew what Jason wanted, because he would so give him whatever it was right now if only to keep hearing that sexy, lusty voice.
He pushed his hips down to grind against Jason, who immediately gasped for air, bringing one of his hands up to his mouth, covering part of his face.
"No...let me see..." Percy muttered and held himself up with only one hand while using the other to remove Jason's hand off his face.
He flushed and faintly tried to push his noises down.
"Don't..." Percy heard himself whisper huskily as he flopped onto his elbow, their faces inches apart, while his other hand squeezed itself into the tiny space he still allowed between their bodies and began wrapping itself around both their dicks once more.
Jason gasped and wanted nothing more than to close his eyes, fall back and let the sensation wash over him.
But he couldn't tear his gaze away from Percy's lust filled green eyes.
And as a groan escaped his lips due to Percy's skilled hand, he watched Percy huff and moan softly as well.
As he did close his eyes and started gasping and panting, pushing his body up at Percy out of desperation, he felt Percy stiffening and groaning, their foreheads touching again.
When he dared a sneak peak at Percy's face, he found that his eyes were closed and he was huffing and panting and gasping above him, his hand quickening its pace.
It was simply too much.
"Percy...", he groaned loudly as his dick was pretty much ready to explode.
Oh no, of all things, why couldn't he have held back on that? The way his voice had sounded right there...
Percy's eyes shot open and he looked down at Jason surprised for a splint second, then he flinched and a series of gasps escaped him as Jason could feel his dick pulsating. Which was enough to set him off completely.
In a desperate attempt to not say anything stupid again, he wrapped his arms around Percy's head and pulled him down, crashing their mouths together.
It didn't help.
He couldn't hold it back.
Why couldn't he hold it back?
He felt the orgasm wash over him as he panted into the kiss helplessly, faintly noticing that he was clawing Percy's back with one hand by accident.
He tried to let go, but found he couldn't.
He saw stars before his eyes and let his head drop back completely, groaning as his semen shot out, covering their shirts and especially Percy's hand, that was still pumping their dicks, even though there was nothing more coming out of them.
Percy had his eyes fixed on Jason's face as he was still over him, panting and trying to catch his breath, while Jason just laid there, eyes half closed and breathing heavily.
"That..." Percy muttered between catching breaths. "...was the hottest hand job I've ever had." He finished and shook his head in disbelief.
Jason tried to smile but he too was out of breath. He didn't even find the power to reply.
Though he wouldn't know what to say anyways.
Then Percy let himself drop onto Jason, not caring about smearing their cum between them.
"Uff...I'm so fucked up right now..." He murmured and closed his eyes, his face next to Jason's ear.
Jason managed a bemused chuckle. "Liar."
Percy opened one lazy eye and glared at him halfheartedly.
"Shut up, Grace. You loved it."
Jason closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to collect himself again. Then he managed a grin. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. What are you going to do about it?"
Percy grinned back, then huffed. "Wait a few minutes and you will get the whole program, I guarantee you."
Jason acted shocked. "You wouldn't."
They both laughed and managed to sit up, taking in their surroundings.
They had actually managed to drop right in the middle of several lined up dummies, which was quite a stunt and which would have been quite useful had they been caught.
There was cum on the floor and their shirts were ruined, but other than that and the fact they both looked a tiny bit too messy to have just been fighting, everything seemed quite normal.
Percy helped Jason get up and they both were busy for a moment pulling their pants up and sorting out their outfits.
"Seriously, next time we should get undressed before we start anything. Look at this. You shot a perfect diagonal line across one of my favorite shirts." Percy complained and Jason looked at the cum-line he was pointing to.
He raised an eyebrow. "First of all, how do you know that was me and second, don't all your shirts look the same anyways?"
He decided to better not point out Percy had just indicated there might be a next time.
Percy made a face. "I don't shoot diagonally. And for your information, this shirt felt really nice."
"Probably because you've been wearing it for an eternity." Jason muttered and they found themselves bickering about how long one should wear shirts and how cum naturally flies until they decided to wear their shirts inside out and get back to their rooms to switch clothes.
.
"This is so weird." Jason muttered under his breath and Percy snickered as he saw how Jason was holding a piece of his shirt away so that the cum wouldn't actually get smeared all over his skin.
"Oh come on, it's not THAT bad. And we would have needed a shower after that sparring anyways."
"Only because you drown me with your sweat whenever we fight, Jackson."
"Really, you're gonna go there?"
"Always been there."
They gave each other playful glares and parted ways.
Needless to say, when Percy entered the shower room and found the last stall at the wall occupied, he wasn't surprised in the least.
"Seriously, taking a shower again?" He called jokingly and heard an exasperated sigh.
"You are nobody to talk." Jason called back as Percy kindly took the stall next to him.
There was silence until Percy had his water running at the perfect temperature and soaked up in the nice, clean water.
He grabbed for his shower gel, just to grab into empty space.
Oh damn.
"Just great."
"What? Forgot your shower supplies?"
Percy made a face and decided not to reply.
How embarrassing.
Especially after he had made fun of Jason the last time this had happened.
A laugh came from the other side of the booth. "Seriously? Wait, I'll throw you mine."
Percy looked up just in time to see a bottle coming his way.
He caught it and muttered a thanks before taking a good amount of gooey white gel and rubbing his body down with it.
It had a funny smell to it.
As he started rinsing himself off, he checked the label.
"Really? Who buys shower gel that says 'fresh breeze' as scent?"
"Shut up. You're no one to talk. You are using one that's called 'ocean breeze'."
"So? I'm the son of Poseidon, I'm allowed to smell like the sea."
"You already smell like the sea though."
"And you already smell like a fresh breeze."
"You're pathetic."
"Says the one showering with a gel that makes you smell like fake fresh breeze!"
"Yeah? At least I smell like a FRESH breeze, while you smell like gone off salt water."
"That's it. I'm coming over there."
"Please don't, I am only just finishing my shower."
"Seriously? Are you seriously going there?" Percy asked indignantly.
"Again...I've always been there already." Jason smart-assed.
Percy made a face and threw the bottle back over the booth to Jason. He heard a satisfying smack and a small growl.
"Really? I'm never lending you my stuff again."
"Not like I'll ever need it, anyways."
"You're just jealous because my shower gel is better than yours."
"How is it better? It smells like a morning breeze caught after a farmer just manured his fields."
"You know what."
"What?"
For some reason, Percy found his hands on his dick.
When had he put them there?
And why were they there?
And why was he hard to begin with?
"Forget it. I'm going out." At the sound of his voice, Percy's dick twitched and he felt himself stroking it quietly.
What. Why?
He had jerked off with Jason earlier already.
Why was he like this again?
As he heard Jason turn off the water he made a small sound, barely keeping himself from saying 'Stay'.
How embarrassing. And pathetic.
"You still there?" Jason asked next to him and Percy found himself leaning against the booth wall, stroking himself to Jason's voice with closed eyes.
"Mhm..." he managed and simply hoped Jason wouldn't leave all too fast.
Where did that hornyness come from anyways?
He let his head fall back against the wall and pumped his dick, remembering how they had kissed and touched earlier.
On the other side of the wall, he could hear Jason moving.
"Stay." Percy said quietly, both to his surprise and to Jason's.
For a moment, he didn't hear anything, then Jason moved again and Percy could feel the water starting again.
"So what exactly are you doing over there?"
Percy grinned to himself and wondered faintly how Jason would react if he told him he was jerking off.
"Washing up. What else?" He replied and felt how Jason leaned against the booth wall from the other side.
The thought of being so close to him again made him even harder.
Seriously, what the hell was wrong with him? As he stroked along his length, he barely managed to suppress a moan.
He was still so sensitive from earlier.
Damn it, he should have probably taken Jason right then and there.
Why hadn't he, anyways? Why had he let himself get carried away with that hot expression on Jason's face?
"Just asking. Doesn't smell like gone of salt water in here anymore so I was wondering."
"Shut up, Grace."
There was a low chuckle.
Mmh, he knew that chuckle.
His dick twitched in response.
"Do you really want me to shut up?" Jason asked and Percy could practically feel the evil grin on the blondes face.
"No. Keep talking.", he ordered nonchalantly and now concentrated on his tip. Oh god that felt so good.
His breath was coming out irregular now. He could only hope Jason didn't notice.
"What would you like me to talk about then, Mr. Order-me-around-like-you're-my-boss?"
By the gods, that voice.
Why was that voice so hot?
He found himself sighing contentedly as his dick twitched again.
"I don't care. Something nice."
"Seriously, what are you doing over there?"
"Hmm." Percy hummed and thought back to that awesome blowjob Jason had given him.
Oh gods, that had been so hot.
The way he had avoided the tip even though everything in Percy had practically begged for it.
He let his fingers stroke around his dick again, picturing how Jason had licked around it, concentrating on the vein beneath.
Oh yes.
"Are you jerking off?" Came Jason's voice from the other side of the wall.
"Hmm..." Percy hummed, too lost in the sensation already to care much.
"How ironic...me too..." Came from the other booth. Percy held his breath for a moment.
"You...you are?" He asked, slowly returning to his stroking, but his concentration was gone.
Now all he could think about was what the hell Jason must be doing over there now.
Oh, how he'd like to see.
"Yeah...quite awkward, isn't it?" Jason said quietly, but Percy only shook his head.
No.
He didn't want to hear about things being awkward.
He wanted to hear what Jason was doing.
"What are you thinking about?" Jason asked and Percy grinned to himself.
"When you went down on me." He admitted and heard a low chuckle from the other side.
Oh yes. That chuckle.
"Yeah, I should have guessed."
"What are you thinking about?" Percy asked, curious.
"How I pounded into you the last time you were in this booth."
Percy groaned.
Then he blushed.
He was half expecting Jason to laugh, but instead he could hear a sharp intake of breath.
"Gods, do that again." Jason suddenly said in that sexy, husky voice.
Percy blinked. "What?"
"Moan. I like it when you moan."
Percy bit his lip.
Great, now he was feeling self-conscious.
"Percy?"
Oh gods. Why did he have to say his name like that?
Percy gasped and began to tremble.
He muttered something under his breath and slid down the wall, pumping his dick fast and hard. He could hear a movement on the other side.
Percy moaned quietly at the thought of Jason touching himself, thinking of Percy.
On the other side of the thin wall, he could hear Jason hissing barely audible.
"Cuming soon, Grace?" He teased, glad that Jason couldn't see how close he himself was getting.
"Oh, you wish. I could still come over there and make you scream my name as I pound into you."
The mere thought was driving Percy crazy.
He felt pre-cum trickle out of his dick.
"Forget it, I'd be the one pounding into you, and you'd love it. You'd be a writhing and moaning mess, I guarantee you that."
He heard Jason faintly tying to suppress a moan.
"Nah, you make such a sweet bottom, Jackson. Wouldn't want to miss the sight of that flushed face of yours."
Ironically, Percy flushed at that, his dick twitching dangerously.
Gods, why was he getting off just from hearing Jason's voice?
And why was he so close to cuming just because Jason was talking about...well about doing him?
"Don't act like you didn't like it when I took over. Bet you'd love to feel me up your ass again."
"In your dreams, Jackson." Jason huffed.
Percy noticed how his other hand had moved to the small puddle of water next to him where the drain was and felt himself absorbing it, feeling the strength surging through him and giving him more time to enjoy this little game.
"Sure you don't want me to come over there right now?" He asked tentatively and couldn't help but feel some anticipation rushing up inside him.
Of course he knew Jason would never say yes like that but it still didn't mean he couldn't picture how it'd be like if he was.
"Only if you want to get your ass pounded, Jackson." Jason replied huskily and Percy could almost picture his flushed, scrunched up face as he was nearing his orgasm.
"Oh, come on. Have you listened to your own voice? You are practically begging for me to come over there and do you."
"Nah, I'm begging you to come over here so I can push you against the wall and thrust my big hard dick into you."
Oh gods. Percy seemed to have a thing for dirty talking, for the next moment he was so freaking close to coming, he could feel all the water stopping in midair as he barely managed to take up another surge of energy.
Though the sharp intake of breath and the low groan he couldn't hold back.
Jason obviously noticed and chuckled.
"Seems to me like somebody would like to get fucked." He teased and Percy flushed a deep red, glad that Jason couldn't see him right now.
"Shut up." Percy hissed and wondered faintly why he hadn't at least denied it a tiny bit.
Jason made a sound close to a growl. "Gods, Percy..." He muttered and Percy felt his other hand now moving towards his behind.
No way.
No, he was NOT going to do that.
Never.
Ever.
Over his dead body.
His hand seemed to have other things in mind though for he could feel his finger prodding against his entrance a moment later, taking in a sharp breath and moaning at the disturbing sensation.
He could hear Jason hissing again.
His finger began sliding in.
He groaned, not able to contain himself. Maybe he shouldn't have taken in the energy from the water.
Then he at least wouldn't be doing this...this madness.
It felt so WEIRD.
Why was it turning him on so much?!
He probed around a bit, gasping as he hit his good spot.
By the gods.
"Percy..." He heard a lustful groan from the other side of the wall and hurriedly began moving around, as to get into a better position to finger himself.
What had he become?
He was now kneeling on the floor, one hand on the wall he had been leaning on for support, the other one already busily pushing another finger inside himself.
It felt so goddamn good.
He put his forehead against the cool wall and moaned helplessly as he kept hitting his good spot, faintly wishing it was Jason.
Not that he'd ever say that out loud.
But the mere thought of the blonde behind him right now, pushing his fingers, his dick, whatever, inside of him, had him writhing and gasping.
"Jason..." He huffed and wished so badly that Jason would just get the hell over here and take him already.
Seriously...what had happened to him?
He should be the boss here, making Jason go crazy.
Instead, he was kneeling on the floor, fingering himself and hoping to be fucked like a good bottom.
"This is it." He heard Jason mutter and his head shot up in alarm.
He heard movement.
"Don't...don't come over here..." Percy huffed, pulling his finger out – which made him barely suppress a whimper at the loss – and trying to jump up. He barely got up when Jason was already rushing in, pushing the door shut behind him and practically throwing himself at Percy.
Percy felt himself being pushed against the wall and wrapped his arms around Jason's neck as the blonde pushed his mouth heatedly onto Percy's, wasting no time slipping his tongue inside and challenging his own.
He groaned into the kiss.
.
Jason was panting heavily as he hungrily took in every single detail his dazed eyes could find.
Percy's face was flushed and he still looked slightly alarmed, proving that he must have done something he rather not let Jason find out – which of course made him want to find out even more.
He looked down his hot, naked body, taking in those muscular arms, his broad chest, slim waist and rock hard dick, where his gaze lingered for a moment before resting on slightly red knees.
That looked a lot like Percy had been kneeling not too long ago.
Jason looked back up at Percy's face, capturing him in another heated kiss before he could say anything, while his hands began travelling over Percy's body.
He was so hot and ready for him.
Jason could tell just by the way Percy practically leaned against him, just wrapping his arms around him with a content sigh instead of trying to take the course of action.
But that was good. Jason needed to take Percy so much right now that he couldn't have lived with being denied.
He ended their kiss, looking deep into those beautiful sea green eyes.
His hands cupped Percy's butt.
And at that moment, Percy's eyes widened for the tiniest moment, a light blush settling on his cheeks, before looking away hastily.
And Jason knew.
A low chuckle formed in his throat as he let his hand slide to Percy's entrance slowly, feeling Percy stiffening and blushing.
He had his face turned away, his eyes firmly shut.
Jason found the sight rather adorable.
"Have you been preparing yourself for me?" He asked in a much too husky voice and pushed his finger inside with ease. Percy gasped but bit his lip instantly, looking around at Jason flustered for a moment before turning his head away again.
"In...your dreams..." He huffed, but as Jason pushed another finger in and merely brushed against his good spot, he let go of another sweet moan, his head dipping forwards.
Jason's other hand was now moving upwards towards Percy's chest.
"Moan for me, Jackson.", he ordered as he began simultaneously pinching Percy's nipple and hitting his good spot with his fingers.
Percy nearly screamed, his body stiffening as he tried to keep the whirlwind of emotions surging through him under control.
He moaned and groaned and writhed and gasped, his arms still wrapped around Jason's neck, holding on for dear life.
He tried to keep his face pointing away from Jason, but as Jason added a third finger, his head pretty much fell back against the wall, groaning loudly and simply letting it all wash over him.
His body trembled, shivered and spasmed under Jason's timed movements, his mind a void filled with nothing but raw lust and want and need, his insides turning, churning and going crazy, his dick being at its very limit to bursting.
He felt himself automatically taking in some more energy from the water raining next to them.
Just a tiny bit longer.
.
Jason felt his dick getting painfully hard now.
He stared transfixed into Percy's dazed face, taking in how his eyes were completely glazed over with lust, his cheeks a warm shade of pink, his mouth agape.
Gods, why did Percy have to look so sexy?
His fingers thrust into Percy.
Hard.
He had to take him.
Now.
If he couldn't take him now, he would explode.
"Percy..." He practically begged and Percy stared straight at him with those dazed green eyes, making Jason forget whatever he was going to say to make Percy let him do him.
But as it turned out, he didn't need to say anything anyways.
"Yes..." Percy moaned, panting and nodding slightly, as if he'd been waiting for Jason to finally ask.
Jason's insides leaped.
He pulled his fingers out and was about to turn Percy around, just to find him moving by himself.
Percy put his arms up against the wall, copying the position they had done it last time in the shower and looked around at him with that lusty, hungry face.
Jason had to gasp for breath, his dick twitching.
Then he began grabbing Percy's hips, feeling Percy pushing against him slightly.
Oh gods.
He loved this.
He loved this so much.
Jason started pushing the tip of his dick in, holding in his breath as he felt Percy's hot, tight ass around him.
He groaned and began slowly sliding into Percy, barely capable of holding back from thrusting into him all the way.
Percy moaned and pushed back against him, making Jason hiss with desire.
"Oh gods...Percy..." He grabbed him tighter and began thrusting into him, carefully at first, but slowly picking up speed and power.
Percy was moaning and gasping, pushing back against Jason when he thrust into him.
Jason felt as if he was going crazy. "Never tell me...that you aren't enjoying this..." He pressed out between his huffs and moans as he thrust his dick all the way in, just to then pull it out almost all the way.
Percy could barely manage to reply. "Just...shut up...and...aah.."
He didn't really finish his sentence but Jason got it nevertheless and kept thrusting into Percy for dear life.
He felt Percy's ass contracting around his dick and knew that he wouldn't last much longer.
Not that he himself was any better.
"Yes...cum for me..." He pressed out and grabbed for Percy's dick, timing the pumping with their thrusts.
Percy cried out as the orgasm hit him like a shockwave, temporary completely taking out his brain and turning him into a writing, trembling, groaning mess, muttering incoherent things he didn't understand himself and clutching the wall for all it was worth, his dick exploding, the cum mixing with the water at their feet.
Jason behind him followed right after, hissing loudly as Percy could feel his dick inside him tensing and cuming inside him.
He found himself in a state of pure bliss.
He desperately tried to catch his breath, his legs way too wobbly and found Jason half dropping on him, panting hard and in a similar state.
"Seriously...", the blonde panted and Percy turned his head slightly. "...we've got to stop meeting like this. You're going to be the death of me." He finished and
Percy found himself unable to not chuckle.
"Nah, you'll never be able to resist. It's too much like McDonalds."
Jason chuckled. "Oh yeah? Because I'm lovin' it?"
Percy laughed. "Actually, I was gonna say because it's so damn addictive."
Jason looked at him fondly for a moment, making Percy all giddy on the inside.
He made a face. "Don't get weird ideas now. I ain't bottoming for you ever again. This was a...erm...a last-time thing!" He defended himself and pushed himself off the wall.
Jason let go off him and chuckled, placing a soft kiss on Percy's lips.
"Yeah, yeah." He said grinning and turned around to go back to his own stall and turn off the water there.
Percy couldn't keep himself from staring at his butt as he left, a finger still on his lip, where he could still feel Jason's last kiss.
That had been the first time they had kissed right after sex.
It shouldn't really be a big deal or anything, but somehow Percy felt this being much more intimate than the sex itself.
It reminded him of the time he had kissed Jason after the blonde had helped him through that one horrid night.
It felt...different.
Not that lusty, hot, passionate type of feeling, but a calm and warm feeling, flowing from his lips throughout his entire body, making him strangely happy and content in a form of a quiet, but not to be underestimated, orgasm.
He liked that feeling.
A lot.
"You coming? I'm starving." Jason said, holding open the bathroom stall door and holding out a towel to Percy.
The dark-haired grinned and turned off the water behind him.
"Really? Overpowered yourself too much?"
Jason threw him a suggestive glance. "Do you really want to find out?"
Percy could feel a bit of cum dripping out of his butt and flushed.
"Hell no. Next time is my turn, you got it?" He barked and grabbed the towel, wrapping it around his midriff and looking accusingly at Jason, who only shrugged.
"Fine, if you must." Percy looked at him surprised for a moment.
Really? He was allowed to?
Jason took in his expression with a bemused chuckle but didn't say anything.
Instead, he started walking to the bathroom door.
"Seriously?" Percy asked dumbfounded and followed.