[ of course he's that close. he's older (physically, or he used to be ), he's been in a relationship longer, and whatever that's supposed to mean basically amounts to nothing here. percy feels starved for physical contact and it's a small hunger that's been getting bigger and bigger from the second he told annabeth what happened. what started as one mistake has turned into a series of bad decisions; what may have never happened again keeps happening because annabeth's gone.
he has to be intimate with someone. has to hold hands, has to touch someone. he has to do something if he wants to stay in eudio and have his wish granted. it doesn't have to be nico, and yet, percy's drawn to him. his persistence. those dark eyes. he's trying to look into them now because nico's talking about making percy watch him and that idea blooms to life in his mind. it's all he can think about, which is bad. thinking about nico touching himself again. yeah, again, because this isn't the first time he's seen nico like this.
he still remembers walking in on him.
the difference here is that he can stare without getting a nosebleed by smacking his face into the door frame. logic tells him to look away. percy tells logic to go to tartarus because there's a real naked person in front of him and not far away on a screen. then nico's on top of him again with his dick out, rubbing lube onto his fingers, and talking so dirty that percy whines. the thought of nico stroking his dick or stretching himself open with his fingers coupled with the prospect of coming in his mouth is way too much. ]
You're putting a lot of faith in my terrible impulse control. [ the guy with the kneejerk reaction to give his word isn't about to right now. ] I can try? No promises.
[ he brushes his thumb over nico's bow and arrow tattoo and tries not to think of bianca. he's trying to do a lot of things at once. he inhales slowly to measure his breathing, to attempt to calm down a little. it's not really working, but it's worth a shot. percy covers nico's hand with his own ( the one with lube on it ) and holds his gaze steadily. whatever timidness or awkwardness he has is masked by how turned on he is. he guides nico's hand lower, not necessarily pushing him but encouraging him. ]
Show me. I want to watch you. I've wanted to for awhile. [ wow, good job. he has been watching nico, stealing glances, here and there. trying not to be obvious. wondering if this is just him, if nico's thinks percy is someone he wants because he's wanted him for so long that he has to see it through. he's been wondering since the kiss in his bedroom, if it's going to happen again. when. not fantasizing exactly, but it's a small apartment, and their lives are relatively simple here. there's not a lot else to think about in a city that wants its citizens to touch each other. with that admission ( which nico is free to interpret however he wants ), percy flashes his best disarming smile. ] Show me what you like.
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he has to be intimate with someone. has to hold hands, has to touch someone. he has to do something if he wants to stay in eudio and have his wish granted. it doesn't have to be nico, and yet, percy's drawn to him. his persistence. those dark eyes. he's trying to look into them now because nico's talking about making percy watch him and that idea blooms to life in his mind. it's all he can think about, which is bad. thinking about nico touching himself again. yeah, again, because this isn't the first time he's seen nico like this.
he still remembers walking in on him.
the difference here is that he can stare without getting a nosebleed by smacking his face into the door frame. logic tells him to look away. percy tells logic to go to tartarus because there's a real naked person in front of him and not far away on a screen. then nico's on top of him again with his dick out, rubbing lube onto his fingers, and talking so dirty that percy whines. the thought of nico stroking his dick or stretching himself open with his fingers coupled with the prospect of coming in his mouth is way too much. ]
You're putting a lot of faith in my terrible impulse control. [ the guy with the kneejerk reaction to give his word isn't about to right now. ] I can try? No promises.
[ he brushes his thumb over nico's bow and arrow tattoo and tries not to think of bianca. he's trying to do a lot of things at once. he inhales slowly to measure his breathing, to attempt to calm down a little. it's not really working, but it's worth a shot. percy covers nico's hand with his own ( the one with lube on it ) and holds his gaze steadily. whatever timidness or awkwardness he has is masked by how turned on he is. he guides nico's hand lower, not necessarily pushing him but encouraging him. ]
Show me. I want to watch you. I've wanted to for awhile. [ wow, good job. he has been watching nico, stealing glances, here and there. trying not to be obvious. wondering if this is just him, if nico's thinks percy is someone he wants because he's wanted him for so long that he has to see it through. he's been wondering since the kiss in his bedroom, if it's going to happen again. when. not fantasizing exactly, but it's a small apartment, and their lives are relatively simple here. there's not a lot else to think about in a city that wants its citizens to touch each other. with that admission ( which nico is free to interpret however he wants ), percy flashes his best disarming smile. ] Show me what you like.