so biter Percy headcanon confirmed! I like the last ask so much, could you make a drabble out of it? basically Nico seducing Percy until he can't take it anymore and goes wild, wrecking Nico? I know you're not at ease with detailed smut for now so just showing the begining and aftermarth is good !
Percy deserved an award.
Everybody who knew him knew he was not a patient person. In fact, he had been called hot-headed and impulsive more times than he cared to count.
That he hadn't jumped his boyfriend in front of the impressionable eyes of the younger campers was something to be commended.
It wasn't like he was a horndog, constantly looking for opportunities to pin Nico against the nearest flat surface, slowly rip into his clothes and ravage every bit of skin that—
Ehem. No, Percy was a good, decent person who had been raised right by his mother.
This particular case had started that morning, when Nico had casually dropped by his cabin looking for his wallet.
He had been wearing a tight spiked collar that accentuated his throat muscles.
Now, normally, Percy would admire, but be able to control himself, if not for the fact that the wallet had been on his nightstand, and Nico, just as impatient as he was, had just crawled over his bed, with him still in it, and grabbed the wallet while his neck was just inches from Percy's teeth.
Percy's mouth watered as he inched forward to take a bite.
But as soon as it started, it was over, with Nico leaning back and smiling, apologizing for waking Percy.
It had only gotten worse from there.
Nico had the bright idea to position himself right above him while climbing the lava wall. Wouldn't be so bad, if he hadn't been wearing baggy shorts (that Percy was sure actually belonged to him) that let Percy look as much as he wanted whenever he glanced up (and made sure to keep Percy below him, as no one else should be seeing that.)
During lunch, he had decided to take advantage of the fact that the Hades table was just for him to stretch on the long seat, giving Percy an eyeful of his bare legs.
But the worst had been sword practice where, supposedly to let the younger campers know how to best move while swinging a sword, he had ditched his usual shirt and changed into a fishnet top (Who did that? It was even worse than just fighting shirtless!)
"He's doing it on purpose," Percy almost growled as he looked at Nico. Grover raised an eyebrow.
"Obviously?" He said as he munched on a tomato soup can. "Even the Ares cabin could tell you that."
"Why? Why not just come and ask?" Percy asked, about to pull his own hair off. "He knows I'll do it, we're dating!"
"Percy, Percy, Percy," Grover said as he tsked, disappointed. "He doesn't want to ask."
"Then what does he want?!" Percy almost shouted. A few campers turned to look at him, but he was way too frustrated to be self-conscious.
"Look, I'd normally tell you to figure it out yourself, but our link is making this day feel really uncomfortable for me," Grover said. "He wants you to take action. Without being asked."
And that was how, ten minutes later, Percy had nicked his shoulder ("Good job, Jared!") and asked Nico to take him to his cabin's salt water fountain for healing.
They barely reached the river before Percy pushed him against a nearby tree.
"Percy!" Nico exclaimed, but he didn't look surprised, just amused. "People can see."
"Let them," Percy muttered as he willed the river water to heal his injury. It had just been a scratch, after all. "You have been asking for this all day."
"Asking for what?" Nico said innocently, even batting his eyelashes in confusion.
Percy actually growled this time as he bit Nico's neck harshly, right below his stupidly hot spiked collar.
Nico yelped, only for all sound to cease as Percy started sucking the spot.
Percy looked up briefly, only to see Nico's mouth frozen in a perfect 'o' at his actions.
"Don't act like you don't know," he huffed, pressing his crotch against Nico, who let out a smal 'ooh' sound. "All day, you've been tempting me, showing yourself off."
"I... I wasn't—"
"You wanted this to happen." Percy accentuated every word with a thrust of his hips. Nico wrapped his arms around his neck for balance and exposed his neck further.
Percy went for it and continued further down, leaving marks all over his neck and shoulder as he started to tug on his fishnet top.
Percy stopped as soon as the offending article of clothing was off. Nico looked at him in bemusement.
"Admit it," Percy said, frowning. "You'll get what you want if you do."
"D-don't act like you don't want it too!" Nico said. "I can keep this up all day, can you?"
Percy snarled at the challenge. He pulled on Nico until they were further into the woods and outside of any prying eyes and then pushed him until the son of Hades was laying on the grass and Percy on top of him. Nico smirked victoriously, only for his eyes to widen when Percy calmly undid his pants.
He bit his lip.
"Two can play that game," Percy said as he janked Nico's borrowed shorts and underwear down too before pressing against him once again, finally allowing some skin-onskin contact. His mouth hovered over Nico's nipple. "Admit it."
Nico bit back a whimper and looked at him for a second.
"Make me," he said in a tone halfway between haughty and begging.
Percy bit again.
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"Why do you do this to me?" Percy asked, mortified as he helped Nico dress up.
"It's really hot when you let loose," was all Nico said, voice still a little blissed out. He was still shirtless, his fishnet top lost somewhere outside the woods. "It's been a while since that happened."
Percy eyed the purple spots all over Nico's chest and legs, and was ashamed that the first thing he felt when looking at them was pride.
"Are you okay, though?" Percy asked in worry. Nico rolled his eyes.
"I'm not made of glass, Percy," he said, but wobbled a bit when he tried standing up. Percy was on him in a second, helping him up. "But I guess reaching a bed would be nice next time."
"I'll take you to your cabin," Percy said, sighing. "The sword training is long over anyways."
"Oh no, I'm such a bad teacher," Nico mumbled sarcastically. "However... I have no other commitments so... round 2? Or is it 3?"
Percy groaned as he started dragging him towards the cabins, making sure to take a path with as few campers as possible.
"You want to kill me," Percy accused him. Nico laughed.
"You had fun," Nico said. "And so did I. Isn't that what matters?"
Percy rolled his eyes, but smiled fondly at his boyfriend.
"I guess you're right."
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I haven't posted about Gaza 'cause a couple years ago I decided to keep all my politics & activism exclusively offline — something about IRL efforts being more grounded, less performative, and generally better (and it's been more productive and fulfilling)
That aside, after 100+ days it feels like all efforts go nowhere. I'm keeping up with the news, having conversations with everyone I can, wearing a Palestine pin in solidarity, hanging posters around campus (rehanging them when they get taken down), boycotting BDS targets, buying e-sims, etc. etc. … and nothing changes.
It's too easy to feel guilty and hopeless when the so-called ""free world"" remains completely complicit & funds the damn genocide. The grief has its place, I think it'd be odd to witness atrocities and feel nothing, we must grieve for the martyred.
But, idk, feeling bad isn't praxis. And even as I feel bad, and as my efforts feel less and less productive, I think it's important to just keep doing it — action will always be better than inaction. Better to keep trying than to be complicit. Feeling bad doesn't free gaza, and I think knowing I'm doing all I can helps with the "feeling bad" thing, too, so it's symbiotic in a way. And I urge everyone to keep doing all they can, too. (Especially if you're only posting, buy an e-sim and do something IRL for the love of god)
And even when it feels useless just keep doing it more. Palestine will be free.
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