[ those four words are like ambrosia to his ears. ever second of every moment they kiss, nico is realizing that percy really and truly wants him. wants him like this and sees just how much of an affect percy has on the son of hades. it's better than anything he's ever experienced and if just making out with percy feels like this, he can't help but wonder what everything else would feel like. but he has to pull the reins on that thought before it gets too far along. it would be far too easy for him to succumb to the way percy makes him feel and get hard before he can control himself.
and it's getting harder still with the way percy slides a knee between his thighs. nico descends back into the bedding with little prompting and finds his breath hitching more than he'd like it to. gods. how far will this go? should he say something? or would that be tempting fate? the gods knew just how much the both of them tended to do that every day.
in the back of his mind, the thought that this might be what percy does with annabeth curls like a small black shadow that he can't dispel. perhaps that will always be something between them, but nico reminds himself that even though percy undoubtedly loves annabeth more than life, that he, the son of hades, has somehow managed to make his way into percy's heart as well makes a swell of emotion rise in his chest. it feels as if it encapsulate him when percy's hand graces his cheek. it's so perfect that nico cannot help the small mewl that bubbles up against percy's mouth when their lips meet again. this time, nico wastes no time parting his lips and encouraging percy to do the same, the ball of his tongue stud almost clacking against his teeth. ]
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and it's getting harder still with the way percy slides a knee between his thighs. nico descends back into the bedding with little prompting and finds his breath hitching more than he'd like it to. gods. how far will this go? should he say something? or would that be tempting fate? the gods knew just how much the both of them tended to do that every day.
in the back of his mind, the thought that this might be what percy does with annabeth curls like a small black shadow that he can't dispel. perhaps that will always be something between them, but nico reminds himself that even though percy undoubtedly loves annabeth more than life, that he, the son of hades, has somehow managed to make his way into percy's heart as well makes a swell of emotion rise in his chest. it feels as if it encapsulate him when percy's hand graces his cheek. it's so perfect that nico cannot help the small mewl that bubbles up against percy's mouth when their lips meet again. this time, nico wastes no time parting his lips and encouraging percy to do the same, the ball of his tongue stud almost clacking against his teeth. ]