[ nico did lift his arms, allowing vex to shuck off his shirt and giving nico an opportunity to try and read vex's expression. he still felt as though something might be bothering the fae, that there was something under the surface that needed to be lanced and drained because otherwise it would make vex sick at heart. but nico didn't want to push. maybe it was none of his business. besides, kissing was nice and vex's lap was warm.
humming in the back of his throat again, he leaned in for another kiss. what vex didn't know was that nico did indeed have blood on his hands. not physically—nico had made sure bryce had died without a drop of blood being spilled—but certainly metaphorically. and he didn't feel a bit of guilt over it. other deaths, like those of enemy demigods during the titan war he certainly felt sick about, but bryce would always be the one nico felt deserved to die.
eventually, nico pulled away, sucking on vex's lower lip and tugging on it until it fell from his mouth. then, looking up through his lashes at the fae, nico decided to take a chance. ]
Mmm, as nice as this is... Something's on your mind. Will you tell me about it?
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humming in the back of his throat again, he leaned in for another kiss. what vex didn't know was that nico did indeed have blood on his hands. not physically—nico had made sure bryce had died without a drop of blood being spilled—but certainly metaphorically. and he didn't feel a bit of guilt over it. other deaths, like those of enemy demigods during the titan war he certainly felt sick about, but bryce would always be the one nico felt deserved to die.
eventually, nico pulled away, sucking on vex's lower lip and tugging on it until it fell from his mouth. then, looking up through his lashes at the fae, nico decided to take a chance. ]
Mmm, as nice as this is... Something's on your mind. Will you tell me about it?