[ he can go it alone when he's forced to. had been for a while here in eudio because he never thought he'd be here in this moment. until will showed up, nico figured he'd have to rely on himself to go after what he wanted and needed in order to accomplish his goal. it was only after meeting loki that it became something he truly enjoyed. because all of a sudden, he's wanted and needed. something he'd felt, even when he'd finally settled in at camp. and now, he feels it even more having percy under him, clearly hard and as eager as he is.
if he's getting led on, nico no longer cares. intellectually, he already knows that this can't last. that it'll never be what he really wants. he's long since accepted that, before they even kissed. but nico is selfish, he knows he is deep down, and he wants to experience this for as long as it's possible. if he can have one scrap of percy, maybe even one small part of his heart, nico will be satisfied. it would be more than he'd ever expected.
and it feels good like this, even if they're no moving in the same desperate way they had moments ago. just with his forehead pressed to percy's, their breaths mingling as they breathe and speak. his fingers continue their slow traipsing along the band of percy's boxers and he feels the smallest smile form on his lips.
until percy says that.
the first reaction is a groan and not one of pleasure. it's followed by a very visible roll of his eyes and he certainly is tempted to smack the son of poseidon with a pillow. he only manages to abstain by sitting up. his eyes go darker skill and the annoyed frown soon shifts into something much more lascivious. if percy wants to play that way, well... nico is more than game. ]
I still am, you know.
[ his voice is a low murmur full of danger and promise and he flattens his palms against percy's abdomen, slides them against bare skin and under percy's body to grab handfuls of percy's cheeks. his own body rolls against percy's again. ]
And I don't think it would take much for me to get you to fold, Percy.
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if he's getting led on, nico no longer cares. intellectually, he already knows that this can't last. that it'll never be what he really wants. he's long since accepted that, before they even kissed. but nico is selfish, he knows he is deep down, and he wants to experience this for as long as it's possible. if he can have one scrap of percy, maybe even one small part of his heart, nico will be satisfied. it would be more than he'd ever expected.
and it feels good like this, even if they're no moving in the same desperate way they had moments ago. just with his forehead pressed to percy's, their breaths mingling as they breathe and speak. his fingers continue their slow traipsing along the band of percy's boxers and he feels the smallest smile form on his lips.
until percy says that.
the first reaction is a groan and not one of pleasure. it's followed by a very visible roll of his eyes and he certainly is tempted to smack the son of poseidon with a pillow. he only manages to abstain by sitting up. his eyes go darker skill and the annoyed frown soon shifts into something much more lascivious. if percy wants to play that way, well... nico is more than game. ]
I still am, you know.
[ his voice is a low murmur full of danger and promise and he flattens his palms against percy's abdomen, slides them against bare skin and under percy's body to grab handfuls of percy's cheeks. his own body rolls against percy's again. ]
And I don't think it would take much for me to get you to fold, Percy.