A Night To Remember - Jasercy Fanfic

by mel-chan1003

Jason wakes up one morning, just to find himself half naked in Percys room. With Percy. But they wouldn't have...would they? Shocked, he leaves, just wanting to forget the whole thing. Percy on the other hand doesn't want to just let this drop. There's no way he could do so with his pride and dignity on the line...Attention: Male&Male ;) You've been warned. Rated M for a reason.

10. Head Chair

Chapter 10: Head Chair

Jason had spent the whole evening looking for Percy.

Annabeth had informed him that she had let him off guard duty right after he had come back, confusing Jason even more.

Why hadn't he come to him? He looked all over the ship looking for him, but without success.

So he had went to Leo, telling him he was sorry and that he couldn't make it, at least hoping to see Percy when he decided to come over for the night.
But for some reason, he didn't come.

It wasn't until shortly after midnight, when Jason was on his way back from the bathroom, that he found Percy coming downstairs from the deck, looking rather cold and wet from the storm that was raging outside.

"Percy, are you alight?" Jason had called, worried and ran up to him, but Percy had only looked sideways, avoiding his gaze.

"I'm fine." He had said quietly and Jason had taken him to his room, throwing a towel over his head and rubbing him dry.

Which he knew wasn't really necessary since Percy could insta-dry himself.

But he hadn't. He also hadn't said another word.

He completely avoided looking at Jason, making him feel weird inside.

He really didn't understand what was wrong. "Did you have another conversation with Annabeth? Or anybody else on the ship?"

Percy only shook his head and let Jason take his wet shirt off, wrapping him up in another towel.

Jason didn't know what to make of him. "Percy?"

Percy didn't even turn his head in his direction.

Jason sighed and looked down at him.

"Should I get you a fresh set of clothes from your room?" He offered, but Percy only shook his head, taking off his pants and – to Jason's great surprise – folding them together and putting them down next to the bed.

Then he just stood there, looking at his feet, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

Jason touched his chin gently, forcing him to look at him. "Percy?"

Percy closed his eyes instead of looking at him, his lips a thin line.

Jason really had no idea what was going on. Then Percy pulled back.

Jason tilted his head. "Did I do something wrong?"

Percy shook his head.

"Then why aren't you talking to me?" Percy shrugged and flopped down on the bed.

Jason's shoulders slumped and he walked over, climbing over Percy to get to his usual space at the wall.
He wrapped the blanket around them, tentatively wrapping his arms around Percy.

He let him.

As he snuggled closer to him, he caught a whiff of Percy.
He smelled as if he had taken a shower not too long ago.
Which was weird, since he had checked the bathroom several times and Percy hadn't been in there.

"By the way, I'm supposed to ask you whether you want to do a gaming night with Leo." He tried, but Percy only shrugged and made it obvious he didn't feel like talking.

Jason felt his grip tightening on Percy and tried snuggling closer, burying his face in Percy's crook of the neck.

He smelled like the sea.
Jason loved the smell.

He inhaled deeply and began drifting off into sleep, still worrying about what could possibly be wrong with Percy.

.

Hours later, as he was just beginning to wake, he felt Percy leaving his arms and getting up.

He frowned, trying to hold him back, but he was already out of the bed.

As Jason was trying to get himself completely awake, he heard the distinct sound of Percy getting dressed.

Then he heard a door closing quietly.

A pain shot through his chest.

Percy had left. Just like that.

Suddenly, he was wide awake.

Percy had never left like that before.

He had always stuck around Jason until he was willing to at least open his eyes.

What the hell was wrong with him? He sat up, blinking to get the sleep out of his eyes.
Then he decided to get up, mourning the loss of their usual teasing and touching.

It hadn't been much, but still he had enjoyed it.

'Something must really be wrong...', he thought to himself as he got dressed and left for the bathroom.

.

As usual, Jason was the first in the dining room.

He eyed the head chair.

Annabeth had morning shift today.

Percy would go mental if he sat in it. Which didn't exactly stop him from flopping down on it.

Yes, this was definitely his favorite chair.

He looked around the room, then looked down at his plate. Somehow, he wasn't feeling particularly hungry.
But you only sat once in the head chair, so better make it worth it.

His plate conjured up some nice breakfast and he was about to dig in, when the door opened and Percy and Leo walked in.

"Morning, Jason. Oh..." Leo greeted, then stopped and stared at him and back at Percy, who had also stopped and looked at Jason.

Well, not directly at him.
More through him at the head chair.

Jason played with his fork, waiting for him to say or do something.

Percy did do something. He walked to Jason and stopped next to the chair.

"Mine." He said quietly.

Jason looked up at him. "No."

"Now."

"Nope." Percy glared at him.

Then he grabbed Jason's arm and Jason half expected him to pull him off the chair and attack him.
But instead, he only pulled his arm upward and flopped down on his lap.

Leo gaped. Jason looked dumbfounded.

Percy swatted Jason's hand away off the plate and made the food disappear, letting the plate conjure up blue food instead.

Then he grabbed Jason's fork and began eating as if nothing had happened – and as if he wasn't sitting on Jason's lap.

Jason felt Percy move on his lap, trying to get more comfortable, rubbing against Jason's groin in the motion.

Jason swallowed and tried to clear his thoughts.

This was not expected. At all.

He stared at Percy's back, trying to think of something he could say.
Nothing came to mind.

Percy rubbed against his groin again and he felt the traitorous twitch in his dick. Not good.

Jason watched Percy over his shoulder, eating what looked like blue waffles.

His stomach growled. Leo watched them with big eyes, speechless for once.
Percy took another bite off his waffles and then tilted his head sideways, looking directly at Jason.

Jason could definitely detect a hint of distaste, though he had no clue why.

Then Percy let out an exasperated sigh and picked another piece of waffle off his plate, this time reaching out the fork to Jason, hovering inches from his mouth.

He wasn't looking at him.
His seagreen eyes were concentrated on the pictures of Camp Half-Blood around them.

Jason stared at the blue waffle.

He had four options.

Option 1: Take the bite without complaint and maybe get even more

Option 2: Take the bite but make a scene out of it because it was blue – either not getting any more at all or being forced to eat more because of it.

Option 3: Not take the bite because it was blue or because he wasn't hungry or whatever

Option 4: Make fun of Percy for trying to feed him.

His stomach growled again.

Leo snickered.

Jason took the bite quietly, his insides racing.

Percy continued eating in peace, occasionally giving Jason some bites too, seemingly unperturbed by the fact he was sharing forks with Jason.

Leo was a tad red in the face and concentrated on his food in silence.

.

When Percy moved once more on his lap, Jason found himself wanting to smack the dark-haired boy across the head.

He had been rubbing against him so much he knew Percy must feel him getting hard.

This was so unfair!
He already didn't understand what was wrong with Percy in the first place, disappearing like that yesterday and then not talking to him whatsoever, escaping his room first chance in the morning.

But that Percy had to torture him like this, turning him on halfheartedly while they were in the middle of talking about possible attack plans for when they got to Gaeas forced in Greece was simply cruel.

How was he supposed to concentrate with that sexy ass rubbing against his groin, just asking to be taken?

Seriously, it was driving Jason crazy, especially because Percy acted as if nothing whatsoever was amiss.
He just talked casually and pointed out different things and seemed utterly collected.

If Jason didn't know better, he'd think that Percy didn't notice.

But Jason knew he had.

Especially after the initial freeze when Jason's hard-on could be felt.

Instead of stopping though, Percy had only continued rubbing against him even more.

Cruel bastard.

Jason sighed inwardly and came forward, resting his chin on Percy's shoulder to look over at the map they were all looking at.

Percy didn't even as much as flinch, much less turn his head in his direction.
Not that Jason had really expected any sort of reaction.

But why was he so composed? It was infuriating.

And that's when Jason realized that two could play that game.

.

He wrapped one arm around Percy as he pointed out possible ways around the shores, saying he'd want to stay seaborne for most of the time since on land they could only travel by air and it would be suicide to trust Jason's airpowers all the way from beginning to end.

This would have gotten a stupid remark out of Percy weeks ago, but now he didn't say a single word, while the others agreed quietly.

Nobody noticed Jason's arm around Percy other than the two.

Jason felt Percy stiffen for a moment, but then resumed his collected, noncaring attitude.
Jason pulled him closer, deliberately pushing up his erection at Percy's ass.

He felt him flinch.

Jason inched closer to the table, hiding their lower bodies completely from view, as he looked over Percy's shoulder at the map, asking what they knew of the different countries at the shoreline that could help them find a suitable route inwards.

He inched closer to Percy's neck, feeling him getting goose bumps as he neared his delicate skin.

He smirked satisfied and wrapped his other arm around Percy as well, letting it ever so slightly brush against Percy's groin.

Percy's hands on the table twitched.

He grinned to himself.

This was going to be fun.

.

Percy could distinctly feel Jason pushing up at him again.

He could feel his dick pushing against him, clearly stating 'Look what you've done. Now fix it'.

Percy admitted it might have been a bit mean of him to arouse Jason on purpose.

He hadn't expected the blonde to really react to him in that way with him just sitting on his lap.
But he had expected wrongly.

And when he had first felt the twitch in Jason's groin, followed by something hard clearly noticeable through his pants, Percy simply couldn't resist rubbing against him a bit here and there.

But he was still hurt about what Jason had said the day before.
Not that he knew of it, of course.

Percy had originally intended to just act normal as if nothing had happened.
But he had found himself incapable of doing so.

When he had stood in front of Jason's door he had changed his mind, instead wasting his time running around the ship, hacking off dummy heads and lastly hiding out in the empty stables when Jason had gone looking for him.

He remembered how happy he had felt for a moment when he had realized Jason was looking everywhere for him.

It had been sheer luck he hadn't found him, but he hadn't looked behind the big box of horse pallets where Percy had been sitting, hunched up and quiet, unsure whether he wanted to be found or left alone.

When he had been on his way back to his room, thinking Jason would probably be having his gaming night with Leo, he had been quite surprised to find him awake and hurrying towards him.

But he couldn't face looking at him.

The mere thought of actually talking to him had made him want to curl up into a ball and cry.

Which was just pathetic.

What was he, a teenage school girl, crying over a bad case of unrequited love? Bullshit.

Still, he hadn't been able to sleep much.
Every time he had begun to drift off into sleep, Jason's words would reverberate in his head and change into other words he never said but it sounded so real to Percy that several times he had woken up again, certain Jason had said something.
Or maybe Percy had simply been talking in his sleep.

The thought of accidently saying 'I love you, Jason.' in his sleep had made Percy sick with fear.

In the end, he had barely closed his eyes, glad and upset at the same time about Jason's strong arms tightly wrapped around him, feeling his even breath on the skin near his neck.

Jason moved and for a splint second, his lips touched Percy's neck, tearing him out of his thoughts back into reality.

A shiver ran down his back, clearly noticeable by Jason.
Damn it.
He should really work on his composure.

But what the hell? Percy looked around the table, checking if anybody else might have noticed the obvious kiss.
But they all stared down at the map intently.

Then he risked a glance back at Jason.
Just one.

He shouldn't have.

Jason was staring directly at him, his sky-blue eyes sparkling with lust and defiance.

He was challenging him.

Percy's eyes narrowed and he looked back down at the map, leaning forward a bit and pushing back against Jason's groin, unnoticed by the others but clearly noticeable by Jason, if the intake of breath stood for anything.

The others still stayed ignorant of the happenings at the head chair.

Percy tried to get back into the conversation, but then felt Jason's hand move.

Oh gods.

He knew where he was heading before he even got there.

As his hand began rubbing against Percy's groin, it was his turn to take a deep breath, though he tried to turn it into a sneeze, stepping hard on Jason's foot in the progress.

But the hand didn't pull back.
Instead, it began tracing the outline of Percy's hard-on that he had tried to hide from Jason for as long as possible.

Great.

Trust that to work out.

He began taking one hand off the table, trying to stop Jason's hand from moving beneath the table.

But Jason's other hand took his firmly and continued.

The way he breathed against Percy's neck felt tense, as if Jason had to force it to stay calm and steady.
This didn't please Percy as much as he might have hoped.

Instead, he was feeling it more and more difficult to breathe steady himself, much less control his facial expression and the way his ears began to redden.

Jason was now clearly teasing Percy's dick through the fabric, making him tremble.

What if the others noticed? He couldn't even escape or anything.
Not with that bulge in his pants.

What was he supposed to do? Stay on Jason's lap until everybody had left? That would seem as if he was enjoying it.

He felt Jason opening his jeans button and flinched, trying to free his hand to stop him.

His other arm was stiffly resting on the table, obscuring any possible view of anything that was not meant to be seen.

But most of their lower bodies was hidden behind or beneath the table anyways.

Percy pinched and scratched at Jason's hands but he could only hear a soft snicker against his ear as Jason's hand mercilessly slid into his pants and to his dick.

Cool hands wrapped around his dick.

He groaned and hid his face in his free hand, feeling all eyes turn to him.

"Are you ok, Percy?" He heard them ask and nodded faintly.

"Yeah...just...just got a headache...", he muttered, feeling Jason's fingers running along the length of him.

How much he'd love to hate Jason right now.
He tried feebly to pull Jason's hand away once more, but then gave up.

Percy pulled his arm back out, giving Jason complete control, instead focusing on keeping his composure.

It was a losing battle.
He now had his face hidden by both hands, leaning onto the table, not permitting any sounds whatsoever to leave his lips.

The others looked at him worriedly.

"Maybe you should go and lie down, Percy." Hazel advised and the rest nodded in agreement.

"I can look if I can find you some aspirin, if you need any." Piper offered, but Percy just shook his head, refusing to look up.

He knew his face was flushed.

"No...I'm ok...got to take over the shift later anyways..."

"Don't be stupid. I can cover your shift no problem." Piper said, but Percy only shook his head.

Jason now had two fingers caressing his tip.

It was maddening.

His body was rigid and hot, his heart beating so loud and fast he was surprised the others didn't notice that.

"I just wish it would stop." He said, thus indirectly telling Jason to drop it.

Jason didn't.
Sadist.

Percy quietly cursed Jason with a thousand different words that jumped to mind, some even from Arion, the curse word master #1.

"At least for a little bit." He added through gritted teeth.

Jason hesitated. Then he pulled his hand back, wrapping it back around Percy, his chin finding its place on his shoulder again.

"I'm sure you'll feel better if you lay down a bit, Percy." He said in his calm, collected voice.

Percy's insides were boiling.

That asshole! He seriously...how DARE him! Percy knew he had lost.

He had just pretty much told Jason indirectly he could continue this later.

And now Jason had also told him he'd take him up on that offer.

Fuck that bastard.

Percy felt a breeze on his face between his fingers.
At least Jason was nice enough to help his face cool down.

If he expected a 'thanks' for that he was deadly wrong.
Percy dropped his hands and looked defeated.

"Fine, I'll go. Thanks Piper for taking over my shift. Let me know if I can repay the favor somehow." He said in a forced calm voice and got up, pulling his shirt down far enough to cover his still open pants and still hard-on, before turning away quickly and hurrying out the room.

He heard a "Don't worry about it. Just get better soon." coming from Piper, but was already gone.

He instantly zipped up his pants, walking swiftly to his room with every intention of barricading the door so Jason could never ever get in.

That little piece of shit!

Percy was fuming, hating himself for being aroused and his insides being like Jell-O.
Seriously, he should hate Jason for embarrassing him like that.

Was this some sort of game to him? Some sort of 'Oh hey, let's see how much I can turn him on before he breaks.'-thing to waste his time?

But as Percy slammed the door behind him, he could still feel his heart beating wildly in his chest, his aroused state not mindered in the least.

He fell back against the door.

So much could have gone wrong right there.
Somebody could have seen.

What if Piper had noticed? Thinking of her words, it didn't seem that way.
What if Leo had gotten up or something and gotten closer?
What if somebody had dropped something and looked beneath the table?
What if he couldn't have pulled his shirt down far enough to cover himself?

Stupid Jason.

Stupid Jason and his stupid skilled hands.

Stupid Jason, his stupid skilled hands and his stupid seductive actions.

Percy let his head fall against the door.

He should really hate Jason.

Why was it that he was actually looking forward to Jason coming over and finishing what they had started?

.

Jason was about to excuse himself to go look for Percy, when Piper held him back.

She was still awkward around him, but now she seemed more determined to talk than usual.

"Jason, I just wanted to talk to you for a quick second." She had said and pulled him aside before he could have left.

Now they were alone in the dining room with him looking around him at the scenery of Camp Half-Blood, waiting for Piper to tell him whatever it was she wanted to talk about.

His mind was still with Percy.

He surely hoped he hadn't taken it too far.
Maybe he shouldn't have openly started to jerk him off.

But it had simply been too tempting.

The way Percy had stormed from the room however indicated that Percy did not take it very well.
Understandable, of course.

Jason didn't think he would have liked it very much had he been the one getting molested in front of their friends.

Jason sighed.

"Are you ok?" Piper asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine. So what did you wish to talk to me about?"

Piper shifted.
It reminded Jason of how Percy would sometimes start fidgeting around when he got nervous.

Who'd have guessed Percy could be so adorable?

"I just wanted to tell you that...well...this might sound really stupid, and please dont get me wrong...but..."

Jason had no clue what she was talking about.

"Well...I actually wanted to thank you."

Jason stared at her. "Thank me for what?" He asked, dumbfounded.

"For…for breaking up with me."

He blinked. Awkward.

But Piper rushed to explain. "It's like...I admit I was shocked and hurt and all that and I really did love you, Jason, I really did. But now I just can't help thinking that if you hadn't broken up with me, I would have never been able to get together with Annabeth. And that was...that was the best thing in my life." She said quietly and he smiled at the way she blushed.

It did remind him of the way Percy's ears would turn bright red when he was embarrassed.

He looked down at his feet. "That's great, Pipes. I don't think I got to tell you yet how glad I was when I found out you had found somebody that could truly make you happy. I'm sorry that we didn't work out...I know it was my fault, so don't think it had anything to do with you. You are perfect, Piper. And Annabeth and you, you're even more perfect. You make a good couple, and I wish you all the best." He said and Piper looked up at him smiling, tears collecting in her eyes.

"Really? You don't hold it against me that I started dating Annabeth so shortly after we split up?"

"Absolutely not. I was happy for you. Of course, it made Percy go berserk at me and hate me even more, but he would have done that whenever you two would have gotten together. And I'm glad you're happy, Piper."

Piper didn't look at him for a moment.

"You...you like Percy, don't you?" She than asked quietly.

He blinked.
Then, for some odd reason, he felt his face flushing.

"What? What makes you say that?"

She looked at him with her kaleidoscope eyes that seemed to look right through him.

He instinctively looked away. "Just a hunch." She then said and turned to go.

Jason watched her, wondering if he should say something.

But he wouldn't know what.

At the door, she turned around once more.

"By the way, next time you molest Percy on the head chair, I'll have to tell Annabeth." She chirped as if she was talking about the weather.

Jason felt his face turning bright red.

"How...what..." Se stammered and she laughed.

"I AM the daughter of Aphrodite, you know. I can feel sexual tension from miles away."

He swallowed. "Erm..." He had no idea what to say.

This was turning into the most awkward conversation in his entire life.

He couldn't believe they had been caught.
Percy would have his head if he knew.

He definitely shouldn't tell him.

Piper chuckled. "It's ok, really. But...you do mean it, don't you? Like...you aren't only playing around with him, right?"

Jason found himself replying before thinking. "I'm not."

"So you are serious about him, then?"

It occurred to him faintly that maybe she was using charmspeak, because he again found himself replying not with his head but with some other part inside him.

"Yes. Yes, I am."

Piper smiled at him fondly. "That's great. Then I'm happy for you, Jason."

He found himself scratching the back of his head awkwardly. "Thanks...though it's not really that simple."

Why was he keeping this talk aloft anyways?
He could have simply said 'Okay, thanks, bye-bye.'.

She chuckled again. "Just tell him how you feel. How difficult can that be?"

Jason looked away. How he felt. How did he feel though?

His insides went into turmoil.

He pictured himself going to Percy, telling him he'd like to date him.
Oh my. He could practically feel the sword between his ribs already.

When he looked back to the door, Piper was gone.

He sighed.

Then he realized that he had wanted to check on Percy.

The thought of him being pissed off about Jason molesting him at the table was one thing.
The thought of Percy pissed off because Jason molested him at the table and then didn't even come and finish the job was another.

He hurried out the dining room, ignoring the way his heart leaped in his chest at the thought of being with Percy again.

Not very helpful.

.

When he heard a knock on the door, Percy was lying face down on his bed, still completely dressed.

"It's open." He said lazily, knowing who it would be.

"How's the headache?" Jason asked and closed the door behind him quietly, still remaining close to it.

Percy liked to think he was worried about him throwing a tantrum and chasing him out again.

Instead, he groaned into his pillow.

"It's horrible. I think I'll take Pipers offer on the aspirin. Maybe that will get rid of it."

Jason flinched. "Listen, Percy...I wanted to say I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

"Damn right." Percy scoffed into his pillow.

"Though of course you started it." Jason added and Percy lifted his head, glaring at Jason.

"I was only teasing. I never had any intention of going THAT far."

Jason blushed. "So you WERE doing it consciously!"

"Of course I was. You think any person in their right mind would rub against a big hard-...whatever." Percy muttered and looked away, his cheeks flushing pink.

What was he doing?

Jason crossed the room and sat down at the edge of the bed, putting one of his big cool hands on Percy's back.

Percy shot him a glare, then let his head drop back into the pillow.

"What if they had noticed? What would you have done then?" He asked quietly and Jason sighed.

"I'm sorry, Percy."

Percy snorted. Jason began stroking up and down his back.

There was silence around them.

Then Jason moved, leaning over Percy and stroking his hair.

Percy moved his head to the side and looked at him, still clearly upset.

Jason stroked a strand of hair out of his face and kissed him on the side of his forehead.

Percy let him do it, his eyes now closed in a 'do whatever you want, I'm still gonna be mad at you'-type of way.

Jason chuckled.

Percy felt a shiver running down his back.
It was Jason's raw and lusty chuckle.

"So...do you want me to finish the job then?" Jason asked and let his hand slide down Percy's back and under his shirt, stroking over his warm skin with his wonderfully cool hands.

Percy pushed down another shiver and turned his face back down into the pillow.

"No." He said defiantly.

He could practically feel Jason's grin.

"No?" He asked as he went to move on top of Percy, letting his hand travel lower to his pants, slipping inside and massaging his butt.

"...Maybe..." Percy admitted, shifting slightly and pushing his lower body up a tiniest bit to allow Jason access to his front.

He knew Jason was smirking now, his hand pulling down Percy's pants before teasing Percy's dick through his boxer shorts.

"Maybe?" He asked, his voice dark and husky.

Percy gave a sigh of defeat as his hands slipped inside his boxer shorts, closing around his now erect dick.
Trust Jason to get him turned on and hard again just from his voice and a few touches.

"Yes..." He huffed as Jason's fingers started playing with his tip, making him gasp.

Jason chuckled.

"I mean...if you must..." Percy tried to correct himself.

Jason leaned over him, his lips next to Percy's ear. "I fear I must."

Percy shuddered and felt Jason's arm around his midriff once more, pulling him up more so he could have better access to his dick.

Percy felt a tad self-conscious as Jason pulled his boxer shorts down, what with his upper body still pressed down on the bed and his ass in the air right in front of Jason.

But Jason instantly began placing soft kisses on Percy's lower back, one hand tightly wrapped around him, the other one busily stroking his dick and Percy found himself unable to think much.

Jason's hand began pumping his dick and he could feel Jason pushing his legs apart to settle between them, rubbing his own erecting against Percy's ass.
He found himself pushing against him.

Why did his body have to have its own mind sometimes?

He looked around to look at Jason.

For some reason, he really wanted to see his face since Jason wasn't making any sound whatsoever.

Their eyes met.

Jason's face was flushed and he was breathing hard, letting his gaze travel over Percy's body slowly, showing Percy he liked what he saw.

Percy felt his face burn and hid his face in the pillow again.
He felt Jason's other hand now slipping to his butt.

He tensed, both looking forward to the sensation and yet loathing the fact that he would be bottoming again.

Jason hesitated, then bent down and placed a kiss on Percy's backside, followed by a slight nibble.

Percy blinked and was about to look around, asking him what the hell he was doing, when Jason's hand started squeezing his tip and he moaned instead, his body trembling.

Then he felt a finger push into him and flinched, though it didn't hurt or anything.
It was just weird.

Jason huffed behind him, watching how his finger went in and out of Percy's butt.

His hand resumed its pumping again, doing it in rhythm with the thrusts.

Percy huffed.

Then Jason added another finger and Percy was moaning into his pillow.

Damn it.
It wasn't even his good spot.
Why did he like it so damn much?

He knew the answer of course, even if he didn't like it.
It felt similar to Jason's dick pushing into him.
And the thought alone of Jason doing him made Percy groan into his pillow, pushing back against Jason.

Not that he would ever say that.
He was never ever going to admit to anything. Especially not to wanting Jason's dick up his ass.

Jason found Percy's good spot.

Percy was going to die.

He gasped and moaned and trembled and groaned, a writhing mess beneath Jason's touch.
Or his thrusts combined with his pumping.

He heard Jason hiss beneath his breath and turned his head slightly to look at him.

He was intently watching him. Not just his butt or the fingers going in and out or the way he trembled.

It was as if he stared at all of him, getting off on the pure notion of Percy enjoying it.
It made Percy push against him again.

Their eyes met and Percy gave a quiet nod, his lips a thin line, his cheeks flushed.

Jason pulled out his fingers and started hurriedly to pull down his pants, freeing his dick from its confinement.

Percy unwillingly felt himself tighten at the thought of the pain that usually came along with Jason pushing himself into him in the beginning.

Jason seemed to notice, because he placed another soft kiss on Percy's butt cheek, making him blush and push his butt up against him, showing him he wasn't a girl and didn't need pampering.

Jason just chuckled and rubbed his tip against Percy's hole.

He huffed and instinctively tensed up.

Jason's hand went around to his dick again, stroking the length of it to distract Percy.

It actually worked. Percy moaned at the touch and instantly felt Jason's dick slide inside him slowly.

He felt the annoyingly weird feeling again, but to his surprise, it didn't hurt.

Not really. It was just really weird, like when Jason first pushed his finger into Percy.

Percy found himself pushing back against Jason.
His dick slid in further and both moaned loudly.

Then their eyes met once more.
Percy found the notion of Jason wordlessly asking him for permission both adorable and annoying at the same time.

He refused to obviously nod so he just pushed against him once more.

Jason grabbed onto Percy's hips and began to thrust into him.
Still rather careful at first, but as Percy's moans and gasps got louder and he could push into Percy all the way without making him flinch or whatever, he began thrusting into him harder.

Soon, Percy could feel his cool hand on his dick once more, pumping in rhythm to his thrusts.

Percy clenched the bed sheets, his moans now almost resembling cries of pleasure.
Why was this feeling so damn good?

They had had sex before and of course it had been awesome, but why was it that each time it seemed to feel a hundred times better than the last?

He could hear Jason groan and pick up speed.
He turned to look at him and found him watching his dick sliding in and out of Percy, then looking into his face with those dazed eyes.

Percy huffed and moaned, momentarily uncaring how stupid his face must look.

But Jason only flinched and moaned as well, grabbing hold of Percy's hips harder and thrusting into him hard, pulling out almost completely just to then push himself back into him all the way.

Percy's dick felt ready to burst in Jason's cool, trembling hand.

"I'm gonna..." Jason muttered, huffing and moaning as he thrusted into Percy like a madman.

Percy groaned and nodded wildly, glad that Jason had said it before he could.

He was still looking at Jason, their eyes locked.

Then Jason pushed his thumb down on Percy's tip, making him cry out as his orgasm hit him and cum shot out his dick, covering Jason's hand as well as the blanket beneath him.

But Percy didn't care. Nor did he care that Jason had full view of his face.

"Percy..." Jason's moan sounded almost agonized, as if Percy had done something mean, knowing full well how it got to him.

He thrust into him, pushing his dick all the way inside his butt and came, his orgasm washing over him.

Percy could feel him spasm and twitch as his semen shot into his butt and felt Jason's hands clawing his hips.

It didn't really hurt, though he couldn't really be sure it was entirely painless either, what with his orgasm still washing over him, numbing his senses.

He knew it would leave marks, that much was certain.
But he found himself uncaring.

They stayed like this for a moment, Jason with his head tilted back, breathing heavily and still twitching every now and then and Percy still with his ass in the air and Jason's dick anchored inside him, clutching the bed sheets and now noticing he was biting his pillow.

When he had started that, he had no idea.

Then Jason slowly pulled out of Percy, pulling his boxer shorts up and placing another soft kiss on Percy's butt as well as on both sides of his hips, his cool hands gentle now as he stroked over Percy as if he was quietly saying sorry for being so rough.

Percy found it both lovable and hurtful to his pride.
But he didn't stop him.

He dropped sideways, not wanting to flop onto the mess he had made beneath him and noticed Jason's gaze intently fixed on his face.

Percy felt his face getting hot and grabbed the dirtied blanket, pulling it out beneath them and throwing it in a wide arc across the room.

Then he noticed now he didn't have anything to cover himself anymore.

Great.

Jason suddenly crawled forward, flopping down next to Percy.

Percy expected a comment or something along the lines of 'Didn't I do a good job at finishing what I started?', but instead, he found Jason cupping his face and pulling it towards him.

Their lips met and Jason kissed him, his eyes closed, his lips soft.

It wasn't really a heated, passionate kiss.
But it wasn't a slow, soft kiss either.

Percy was still staring at Jason's face when he felt Jason softly nibble on his bottom lip, begging for entrance.
Percy felt his lips parting, his eyes closing as Jason's tongue slipped inside.

There was no who-dominated-who-game this time.
No heated fight for the upper hand.

Jason's tongue was soft and almost loving, entwining Percy's, making it feel as if they were dancing or something.

Percy felt his heart flutter and inched closer, his hands against Jason's chest, stupidly clutching his shirt.

Jason sighed happily, resuming the kiss while his thumb caressed Percy's cheek.
They tried to part, but came back together a splint second later, not wanting to end that kiss.

It felt different from anything they had ever felt before.
It felt soft yet determined, full of emotions yet not lusty. It felt almost loving.

Percy's insides seemed on fire, but in a great way.

If he was a cat, he'd purr with contentment. It felt so good.

His hands were still on Jason's shirt, now moving downwards and beneath it, travelling over the smooth, cool skin.

Jason shivered at the touch of Percy's warm hand.
This felt amazing.
It wasn't like their usual sexual kisses or touches.

It felt soft and sensual and right.

His thumb was still caressing Percy's cheek, their tongues still exploring each other's mouths gently.

As they parted again, Percy inched closer, snuggling against Jason, caressing Jason's chest to his shoulders, still beneath the shirt.

Jason moved his hands to the back of Percy's head, pulling him in once more for another kiss. His hands began massaging Percy's head softly, causing Percy to sigh contently and gently nibble on Jason's bottom lip.

Jason thought his insides were going to explode.

It felt so good.
So sensual.
So right.

His heart was beating so fast, he wouldn't be surprised if he was going to die of a heart attack any moment.
But it would be so worth it.

He gently began kissing his way from Percy's lips to the side of his neck, placing more soft kisses there and gently nibbling on it.
He was still massaging Percy's head.

Percy's hands now travelled over Jason's back, tracing his muscles and caressing his skin as if it was something precious.

Jason shuddered and kissed down Percy's neck to his collarbone, nibbling softly at the warm skin beneath his lips.

They weren't trying to get each other off.
Their intention wasn't to get at each other, seeing who'd moan first.
There was no dominance or submission in their actions.
It was all gentle and sensual.
As if they were making love without the sex.
Just touching and kissing, making each other feel good in a way they had never thought possible.

.

When it was time for Jason to leave for his nightshift, the two boys were still snuggled up together on the bed, facing each other, their legs entangled, their arms wrapped around each other.

Percy's head was resting on Jason's arm, snuggling against his chest while Jason had his nose in Percy's hair, breathing in his scent affectionately.

They hadn't even talked at all the past hours, just snuggling and cuddling, touching each other gently and kissing sensually every now and then.

There had been no need for words.

Jason kissed Percy on the top of his head.

"I have to go now." He whispered quietly and felt Percy stirring, lifting his head to look up at him with that tender expression on his face.

They kissed.

Then Jason forced himself to get up.

If he didn't get up now, he would never leave.

He'd stay with Percy right here like this forever and the others could come looking for him and find him here for all he cared.
He'd just wrap his arms tightly around Percy and not let go no matter what they said.

The thought didn't seem half bad.

Still, he got up, thinking Percy would have a say in this matter too after all.

But Percy only looked at him with that gentle gaze.

Jason inwardly wished he'd ask him to stay.

One word and he'd drop anything and get back into bed.
But Percy didn't hold him back.

Jason stroked his face softly, feeling Percy lean against the touch.

Those beautiful, seagreen eyes gazing at him affectionately.

Jason smiled. Percy smiled back.

Then Jason sighed and let go of his face, getting dressed and walking towards the door, where he turned to look around once more.

Percy was still sitting on the bed, his gaze still fixed on Jason with that hint of admiration, affection, care.

Jason found himself opening his mouth.

I love you.

He stopped himself, swallowing hard. An inner conflict rising.

He looked at Percy once more. "I…I'll see you later." He said instead, leaving the room, closing the door quietly behind him.

Jason walked away swiftly.

He was a coward.