Chapter Summary: In which Harry's had enough of the gods and their demanding ways and marks his territory. [Percy Jackson and the Olympians]
Percy nuzzled into the crook of Harry's neck, feeling the man's fingers curl into his hips. Harry was a few inches taller than him, two years older, and entirely… safe. His legs were shaky, his heart was pounding in his chest and the thought of-
"Hey, no," Harry whispered, one of his hands moving to cup his ass, making his nerves light up, sending heat flooding through him. "No thinking about the gods, okay? No thinking about the gods, any other demi gods or monsters or Tartarus or whatever."
"I can't not answer their call though," Percy muttered, inhaling Harry's scent-something woodsy and crisp- and trying to get closer to the other man even though there wasn't a lot of space between them to begin with. He was here with Harry, the man's power making the hairs on the back of his arms stand up. Each time he passed through the wards of the house, he could feel it, the light tingling of something that was on level with a god's power. Maybe more really.
Harry's other hand came up to cup his chin, tilting his face up to meet Harry's bright green eyes. "What did they ask you to do now?"
"Hera, she… asked me to attend an audience of the gods in Olympus," Percy trailed off, shaking his head and seeing Harry's eyes flash at his words. He could see a kernel of anger in those green eyes, protective, and all for him. "Tonight."
"I don't give a shit what Hera wants," Harry argued, slipping an arm around Percy's waist and running his fingers down Percy's arms, making goosebumps dance up his skin. "You helped save the world twice. You've done enough for them. You gave them 8 years."
"They're gods though," Percy said, his hands turning into fists and he took a deep breath, willing himself to relax. He didn't want to blow up the toilet in the hallway just cause the water exploded it. He still didn't trust himself with how much his own powers had… increased. He could manipulate… poison just because it had water in it. He shuddered and watched as Harry watched him, something dark flashing through those familiar green eyes. Then a spark of something- that looked a lot like heat- flickered in Harry's eyes and Percy sucked in a choked breath as Harry gave him a light shove backwards, making Percy fall into the wall behind him.
In the moment he took to catch his breath, Harry was closing the distance and falling to his knees, looking up at him with heat and mischief in his eyes. Percy's breath caught in his chest as Harry slipped a hand out to pull his pants down, brushing his fingers against Percy's hips.
"What…" Percy croaked out, swallowing on a dry throat, licking his lips.
Harry grinned up at him and unbuckled his jeans, baring his cock. "We've known each other almost our entire lives. I know…"
Harry slowly pushed down Percy's jeans and traced his fingers up Percy's thighs, trailing a line of heat that rippled out from the pads of his fingers. Percy let out a noise at the touch, shivering at the heat that radiated from his boyfriend. "I'm gonna make you come apart. Got it?"
Percy moaned loudly as his heart skipped several beats. "But the building…"
"It'll hold. No need to worry about your power. I got you, Percy." Harry leaned in to press a kiss to Percy's waist, holding his lips there, as his fingers danced across cool skin. He brushed his nails up across skin, still meeting Percy's eyes, and then curled them around his cock, sending ripples of heat and want and arousal blasting through him like a tidal wave.
"I gotta…" Percy trailed off, his voice dry and low, rough, almost unrecognizable. "I've never…"
"Hmmm. I know. We were both too busy saving our worlds," Harry offered, his lips twisting up into half a scowl before he grinned, stroking over hot skin, making Percy jump. "Hell, you saved yours twice. At the ripe old age of 18."
"I had help," Percy muttered, yelping as Harry applied a little pressure, sweet and hot and sending waves of arousal inward. Heat curled in the pit of his stomach and his cock hardened, enjoying the attention a lot. Percy whined and bucked up into Harry's fingers, trying to get more friction, more of everything.
Harry hummed and twisted his fingers over the head of Percy's cock, still on his knees. "I had help too. I'm not denying that."
Sweat gathered on his back, making his shirt stick to his skin. Harry's fingers were cool on his skin, the wall cold at his back but the heat that was Harry's fingers on his dick was anything but false. It was all Percy could think about and see as Harry moved his fingers, stroking and twisting and doing that little motion with…
"More. Please," Percy pleaded, arching into the wall, reaching out to grip Harry's shoulder for balance, shaking as Harry held him back. Pre come spurted out from his cock, strands of white spilling out that made Harry grin.
Harry smiled up at him and withdrew his fingers abruptly.
"Hey!" Percy exclaimed, staring down at Harry with wide eyes. He glared down at Harry, who winked at him, and then… opened his mouth and swallowed Percy down.
"Oh. Oh!" Percy shuddered at the wet heat that encompassed him, at the way Harry looked, as heat set his nerves on fire. As if he was the son of Hestia, the goddess of the hearth fire or Ares, the god of war, instead of Poseidon, the god of the ocean. And pleasure bloomed everywhere, coming on fast like it was magic, like it was Harry's own brand of magic. His fingers curled on Harry's shoulder and he shuddered, rocking on his feet, trying to stay standing as Harry licked and sucked over his cock. Percy twisted and swayed on the spot, pleasure building and electricity sliding through him like nothing he had ever felt before.
And then Harry swallowed around him, digging his fingers into Percy's hips to keep him rooted to the spot. Harry smirked up at him and tongued over the head of his cock, licking over him, his fingers rubbing up his thighs, kneading little points of hot pleasure into his skin. Percy bucked into that mouth, jolting and trying to stay still but Harry didn't pull off, just kept going to town on him like he was a buffet. Percy shuddered at the heat, hearing Harry moan as well, and his orgasm hit like the crash of a tsunami, not at all subtle, sending him over the edge. He tried to move, thinking… His mind was all over the place but… Maybe… Harry wouldn't like it if he came directly in his mouth but…
Harry dug his fingers into Percy's hips, his eyes flashing, and held him. Held him as Percy spilled his release, breathing hard, sounds leaving his throat as he groaned, his legs buckling and his vision graying out.
When he next opened his eyes, he was on Harry's lap and Harry was shirtless, his hard cock right underneath Percy's ass. Harry just looked at him easily, heat in his eyes, his pupils blown with arousal. Percy could practically feel Harry's heartbeat and see his pulse beat steadily at his neck.
Harry was sitting down on a chair, a big one, big enough to hold them both, but Percy's attention was wholly on the heat that radiated from Harry.
Harry had pulled him up and onto his lap, Percy's legs on either side of Harry's, and then he reached out, slowly pulling off Percy's shirt, throwing it off to the side.
Harry eyed his chest and ran his fingers up his skin, looking Percy over. His boy's blush ran to the tips of his ears, making him remember that this was his first time. Goosebumps rolled up Percy's skin as Harry smoothed circles into his stomach muscles, as he played with a nipple. Percy shook under his motions, his mouth slightly open as he sat on Harry's lap, panting, sweaty, and looking absolutely gorgeous. "You alright there?"
There was cool air at Percy's bare back and quiet, and he could see something out of the corner of his eyes, something dark and black and… Something brushed against his skin at his back, making him jolt at the touch. It brushed against his back like a lover did, curling around him, but it felt… it felt like feathers.
Percy's eyes widened even as Harry reached out to stroke over his sides, leaning in to draw him into a kiss. Percy groaned and melted into it as Harry's hands framed his face, fingers holding him still. His cock twitched and jolted at the heat that echoed through him, pleasure rippling through him after getting sucked off, and Percy moaned at the thought, his whole body shivering with heat and sensitivity. Little sparks of pleasure continued to rumble through him, making him twitch and tremble with every motion of Harry's fingers.
Percy yelped as Harry lifted him and then whined as the guy pressed his mouth to Percy's lips, brushing his lips against Percy's. He gulped in a breath of air and opened up, shivering as Harry slipped his tongue into his mouth, brushing against Percy's. He tasted something bitter, something that wasn't Harry and blushed bright red when he realized what he was tasting.
"You're cute when you blush," Harry murmured, his fingers smoothing over Percy's stomach and chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps to spring up. Percy shivered and reached up to drop his hands on Harry's shoulders, wanting an anchor otherwise he felt like he would float up and disappear.
He felt Harry's hands on his ass even as the feathers at his back curled and brushed against his shoulders. They were holding him in, enclosing them both and Percy strained around to…
"No, just focus on me," Harry whispered, his voice hoarse, as he tapped Percy's cheeks.
"But-"
"I got you, okay?" Harry locked eyes with him before rocking into him, rolling his hips upward and making heat roll through him again.
Percy's cock eagerly stirred again and just the idea that this was his first time, his first time having a hand on him that wasn't his own… It made him almost come again a second time, making his nerves light up, his heart thudding in his chest like it was Blackjack's hooves running on cement.
He nearly vibrated off Harry's lap when Harry's hands moved to curl around his back, tracing his ass. Circling soft skin and running over the rim of his hole and blushed harder at the thought.
Breath tickled his neck and Harry's lips brushed against his ear. "You okay?"
Percy whimpered at all the sensations flooding him, digging his fingers deeper into Harry's shoulders. Knowing the man wouldn't mind at all. He nodded, gulping and trying to keep a hold on his powers. Harry had said he'd take care of him but…
"Percy, sweetheart, I need words," Harry murmured, slipping a teasing finger into him. A rolling spark went through him at the intrusion, the thought of something else, of this.
"Yeah," Percy croaked out, as his hips jerked up unconsciously, as Harry lazily rolled his hips up, brushing their cocks together. Heat shot through him and he whined, clutching onto the skin under his fingers tighter. "I want it."
Harry grinned wolfishly and whispered something under his breath. The finger inside him slid in with a wet squelch and Percy moaned at the sound, squirming around as Harry's finger slipped into him, deep and crooked just right to set him off again. His second orgasm shot right through him, white hot strands of come leaking from his cock.
He panted through it even as Harry continued to finger fuck him, adding a second finger to open him up. "You're so wet for me. Taking me in so easily too."
Percy shook, shaking through sensitivity and trying not to get overwhelmed and felt his cheeks redden, feeling Harry nip at his neck. He glanced down at where Harry's cock was right beneath him, his heart skipping several beats at how big it was. Harry pressed his mouth to his again, brushing his tongue over his lips, and crooked his fingers inside him, making him gasp and groan. Electricity sparked through him, his blood roaring inside him like the ocean.
Percy rocked into the fingers inside him, groaning even as he wanted more. He wanted… He wanted…
Harry pulled away for just a moment, brief as it was, and Percy whined, digging his fingers into Harry's shoulder in an attempt to pull him back. Harry chuckled and withdrew his fingers from his ass before lifting him up and sliding right into him, inch by hot inch. Percy sucked in a breath, panting as Harry filled him up, anchoring him, sounds leaving his throat that were indistinguishable. His cheeks reddened as he heard himself and Harry grunted, his eyes fully black now, heated desire written all over him.
"So good, Percy," Harry whispered, meeting his eyes and sliding even deeper into him.
Percy whined as he slid right onto Harry's cock, trembling even as his cock hardened again, red and pulsing with pre-come. He squirmed around, blushing at Harry's praise, and burrowed into the man's arms, taking breath after breath.
"So, so good," Harry offered breathlessly, stilling for a moment to let Percy adjust. "You alright?"
Percy nodded, unsure what he looked like but just the thought of it… made his cheeks redden so much that he could feel the heat. "I… It feels… I feel so full."
Harry's pupils expanded even more, edging out the green, and pressed a kiss to his forehead, leaving his lips on Percy's skin for a moment more. Heat tripped through him, curling around him like a riptide and pulling him under. "I got you. If and when you need an anchor, I'm here."
Percy huffed out a breath and bent to put his head on Harry's bare shoulder, his whole world dwindling down to the cock in his ass. It was all Harry, his boyfriend's arms around him, his wings curled around him, shielding him from the world. He moved experimentally, rocking a little, and startled at the noise that left Harry's throat.
Harry sucked in a tight breath, his cheeks reddening, his breath coming more shallowly. "Can you come again? For me?"
Percy groaned even as Harry lifted him up a few inches off his dick and then let him slide back down hot and fast. Driving every other thought out of his mind and his cock strained, red and leaking with pre-come. Electricity shot through his whole body as Harry tweaked his nipples, playing with them idly, and fucked up into him again, even deeper this time and pressing against his prostate, sending Percy over the edge a third time.
"That's it," Harry whispered into his hair even as he shook and vibrated underneath him. Percy sucked in breath after breath, his heart rabbiting in his chest, trying to calm down and failing. He felt the wings at his back curl back, leaving cold air rushing to brush up against his back.
Cold air and… a familiar scent of power.
Percy shuddered and tried to turn around in Harry's arms, on his lap, and Harry tightened his hold on him. Harry met his eyes, reaching out to cup his chin. "Percy, they can't do anything to you."
The silence behind them was shocked, like the people behind them were holding their breaths. Or not people as Percy listened and glanced upward, to the absolutely glorious stone ceiling above them. To the temple above them that had the abstract design of Annabeth through it.
Percy's gaze went back down to the stone chair they were both in, to how it fit both of them. And went bright red all over again, even with Harry still in him, his come in him with one of Harry's fingers plugging him up.
"They can't do anything to you," Harry continued quietly, his eyes meeting Percy's gaze steadily.
"Harry," Percy croaked out, not recognizing his voice at all, for the hoarse noise that came out of his throat. "We're… We're in Zeus' seat!"
"That we are," Harry remarked casually, like they were discussing the weather. Or not in the center of Olympus, sitting directly on Zeus' chair. "Hera. Zeus. Poseidon. Apollo. Artemis."
Throats were cleared behind Percy and his cheeks warmed up even more, as the temperature plummeted. His father was behind him, watching him… He whimpered and burrowed into Harry's arms, wishing that the ground would just swallow them up.
"Percy Jackson."
Percy stayed in the safety of Harry's arms, just breathing. He felt Harry's wings curled around him again, hiding him from the gazes of all the major gods. Enfolding him in a feathery hug.
"They were about to talk about another prophecy," Harry offered bluntly, shrugging. Percy could feel Harry's chest rumble and curled his arms around Harry.
"Who are you?" Zeus questioned, sounding remarkably steady but with a tinge of annoyance. "You are not mortal but you are not a god."
"And how do you know about the prophecy?" Hera retorted, sounding very far away but Percy knew she probably stood next to Zeus.
"I am the subject of the prophecy," Harry said, raising his voice, lacing it with steel.
Percy's heart skipped a beat at Harry's words and lifted an eyebrow, pulling back a little bit. "Again?"
Harry huffed out a snort but nodded. "Yeah. Again. Seems a god killing entity slipped in under everyone's noses after you folk defeated Gaia."
"Who? I don't…" Percy paused and looked at Harry. "You can kill a god?"
"Yes. So… Hera… next time you think about erasing Percy's memories or setting him far, far from me… I'd rethink your life choices."