[ want doesn't quite do what percy feels justice. it's driving him crazy and it's as if he's a few years younger again and he can't keep his hands off of himself. no matter what he does, his mind wanders. where that second kiss could have gone if he hadn't stopped it. but even before then, he'd been curious. maybe not with lust leading it, but still. he's a young guy with access to the internet and that led to research that ( looking back on now ) wasn't research at all.
percy jackson is attracted to nico di angelo, and it is what it is.
he is who he is and if he's bisexual, then so be it.
if nico asked him his questions now, he'd answer, like this. he can't think about anything else outside of his bedroom. nico's on top of him, completely naked, and it's certainly different than a girl without any clothes on. sharp edges instead of curves. his scars go hand-in-hand with percy's. it's intimidating, sure, seeing how hard nico's dick is - for him - and knowing what he expects of him, but that's why he's letting nico guide him. he wants to make him feel good. he doesn't want to screw this up by being awful at it.
nico's watching him, gasping, and maybe he's not so terrible. he's torn between wanting to watch nico's reactions, how he shudders, and glancing down at their hands. nico's fingers are wet on top of his and his aren't slick enough, it doesn't distract him from how turned on nico is because of percy. his hand slides down and he's not physically getting anything out of it but he still hums. a deep mmh as nico continues to talk to him and throbs in his palm. it affects him visually and mentally, and he'd be lying if he said that his partner's pleasure wasn't more important to him than his own, anyway. he guides percy and while he's doing that, percy reaches for the bottle of lube, then uncaps it with his other hand. this may not happen again. they may not get another chance at this and percy wants to do it right, which means when he gets to tip of nico's dick, he lets him go. he's not stopping. he's squeezing a little more lube onto his own fingers and rubbing it around, warming it up on his skin and gazing up at nico as he does it. ]
Yeah? You want my hands on you? [ far be it for percy to deny him that. he curls his fingers around nico's length again, resuming where he left off by stroking down, then turning his wrist to glide back up. it's slow. partially because he's trying to find a steady pace but also because it's to tease nico as much as he's torturing himself. he has instructions to watch. he plans to follow them, no matter how uncomfortably hard he is. he abandons the bottle of lube at his side in the sheets in order to reach for nico's hip, only he keeps his hand traveling around him. he doesn't stop until his palm's on nico's ass, cupping one of his cheeks. he has to lean forward a little but that's okay. ] How many times have you thought about this?
[ about them, about his hands on nico, about having sex with percy. he means all of it. he doesn't care how needy that sounds, how obvious it is that he wants to know the truth. he speeds up his ministrations, less concerned with how into this he is, like if he drives nico wild enough, he'll answer anything, too. ]
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percy jackson is attracted to nico di angelo, and it is what it is.
he is who he is and if he's bisexual, then so be it.
if nico asked him his questions now, he'd answer, like this. he can't think about anything else outside of his bedroom. nico's on top of him, completely naked, and it's certainly different than a girl without any clothes on. sharp edges instead of curves. his scars go hand-in-hand with percy's. it's intimidating, sure, seeing how hard nico's dick is - for him - and knowing what he expects of him, but that's why he's letting nico guide him. he wants to make him feel good. he doesn't want to screw this up by being awful at it.
nico's watching him, gasping, and maybe he's not so terrible. he's torn between wanting to watch nico's reactions, how he shudders, and glancing down at their hands. nico's fingers are wet on top of his and his aren't slick enough, it doesn't distract him from how turned on nico is because of percy. his hand slides down and he's not physically getting anything out of it but he still hums. a deep mmh as nico continues to talk to him and throbs in his palm. it affects him visually and mentally, and he'd be lying if he said that his partner's pleasure wasn't more important to him than his own, anyway. he guides percy and while he's doing that, percy reaches for the bottle of lube, then uncaps it with his other hand. this may not happen again. they may not get another chance at this and percy wants to do it right, which means when he gets to tip of nico's dick, he lets him go. he's not stopping. he's squeezing a little more lube onto his own fingers and rubbing it around, warming it up on his skin and gazing up at nico as he does it. ]
Yeah? You want my hands on you? [ far be it for percy to deny him that. he curls his fingers around nico's length again, resuming where he left off by stroking down, then turning his wrist to glide back up. it's slow. partially because he's trying to find a steady pace but also because it's to tease nico as much as he's torturing himself. he has instructions to watch. he plans to follow them, no matter how uncomfortably hard he is. he abandons the bottle of lube at his side in the sheets in order to reach for nico's hip, only he keeps his hand traveling around him. he doesn't stop until his palm's on nico's ass, cupping one of his cheeks. he has to lean forward a little but that's okay. ] How many times have you thought about this?
[ about them, about his hands on nico, about having sex with percy. he means all of it. he doesn't care how needy that sounds, how obvious it is that he wants to know the truth. he speeds up his ministrations, less concerned with how into this he is, like if he drives nico wild enough, he'll answer anything, too. ]
Is it just my hands that you think about?