he leans in, reaches up and holds on. his touch sends jolts through percy's body. it's the same thrill he gets when he leaps without knowing where to land. in a city that can't offer him adventure, he wants to chase that rush. he releases nico's shirt in favor of trailing his hand down his side to his hip. he doesn't claw at him desperately this time like he's starving for any contact at all. but he does grasp at nico as if he needs something to hold onto. he's not sure what his own intentions are anymore, whether he means to keep him steady and at a comfortable distance or if he wants to put up zero resistance when it comes to nico leaning in. his hand slips ( it's no accident ) down to nico's thigh, then slides back up.
if percy's knuckles catch on the hem of nico's shirt and his palm grazes the bare skin of nico's stomach, or his hip, then he's not going to complain.
not when he's making sounds like that. his open desire encourages percy to keep going, to turn their soft press of lips into open-mouthed kissing. he's done holding himself back. maybe that's the ungodly hour of the night talking, but percy doesn't think twice about tilting his head to the side and trying to catch nico's bottom lip between his own. if the son of hades doesn't pull away for air first, then percy's gently sucking and grazing his teeth light as a feather against his lip.
he does pause after that, eyes open, just to look at nico and absorb the moment. only for a few seconds. ]
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he leans in, reaches up and holds on. his touch sends jolts through percy's body. it's the same thrill he gets when he leaps without knowing where to land. in a city that can't offer him adventure, he wants to chase that rush. he releases nico's shirt in favor of trailing his hand down his side to his hip. he doesn't claw at him desperately this time like he's starving for any contact at all. but he does grasp at nico as if he needs something to hold onto. he's not sure what his own intentions are anymore, whether he means to keep him steady and at a comfortable distance or if he wants to put up zero resistance when it comes to nico leaning in. his hand slips ( it's no accident ) down to nico's thigh, then slides back up.
if percy's knuckles catch on the hem of nico's shirt and his palm grazes the bare skin of nico's stomach, or his hip, then he's not going to complain.
not when he's making sounds like that. his open desire encourages percy to keep going, to turn their soft press of lips into open-mouthed kissing. he's done holding himself back. maybe that's the ungodly hour of the night talking, but percy doesn't think twice about tilting his head to the side and trying to catch nico's bottom lip between his own. if the son of hades doesn't pull away for air first, then percy's gently sucking and grazing his teeth light as a feather against his lip.
he does pause after that, eyes open, just to look at nico and absorb the moment. only for a few seconds. ]