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THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER XXV

Hi, how are you? This chapter is a direct follow-up to the previous chapter. If I remember correctly, it has something to do with silk… +18!

Have a good read!

CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / CHAPTER III / CHAPTER IV / CHAPTER V / CHAPTER VI / CHAPTER VII / CHAPTER VIII / CHAPTER IX / CHAPTER X / CHAPTER XI / CHAPTER XII / CHAPTER XIII / CHAPTER XIV / CHAPTER XV / CHAPTER XVI / CHAPTER XVII / CHAPTER XVIII / CHAPTER XIX / CHAPTER XX / CHAPTER XXI / CHAPTER XXII / CHAPTER XXIII / CHAPTER XXIV

Percy couldn't stop asking himself, did Nico have any idea how obedient he was? It wasn't normal, he was sure of that.

Percy had met many subs up until that point and none of them, no matter how much they swore eternal servitude, none of them obeyed him without hesitation. He had the impression that for most people submitting to others was just part of the fun, and as soon as it wasn't so fun anymore, that submission would disappear in the blink of an eye. That’s the real reason he had refused to accept anyone other than Nico; if Percy was willing to commit himself completely, total obedience was the least he expected to receive in return, during sex and outside of it.

That turned out to be the only reason he would get down on his knees in front of someone, although being able to touch Nico wrapped in silk would change his mind very quickly any other day. Nico had even shaved from head to toe, smelling nice and soft. Hands holding the sheets above his head and legs spread, Nico moaned. Indeed, a beautiful gift decorated with a silk bow. And if Nico was his to have, Percy would do as he pleased. He would make Nico understand how things worked here, exactly as Nico had written in the diary.

It was so fast that Percy didn't even have time to prepare himself. Nico arched his spine and writhed all over, cumming in his mouth. Maybe he had gone too fast, too soon. Nico wanted to surprise him, didn't he? Then Nico would get a surprise too.

“So beautiful. That was fast.” Percy said, seeing Nico's reaction to his voice.

Percy had discovered that if he talked to Nico during sex, it was easier to keep Nico present in the moment instead of letting him get carried away on endorphins. Percy liked to see when Nico got carried away too, but for what he was going to do, it was better for Nico to be conscious. Or as conscious as possible.

“Do you think you can take it one more time?”

“Hm?” Nico murmured, slightly lost. He blinked slowly and looked in his direction, docile and submissive.

“Do you remember your word? Repeat it for me.”

“Pie.”

“Good boy. Now, I want you to hold here.” Percy took Nico's hand to his hair and made him grab it.” If it's too much, pull hard or use your word. Do you understand?

Nico nodded and opened his eyes wide, seeming to understand what was happening. Still, Percy waited a few moments and only when Nico spread his legs wider did Percy lower his head again. 

He placed Nico's legs on his shoulders and gave his semi erect cock a long lick, starting at the base and licking the short length until he reached the little head, now slightly reddish. He sucked the tip, using his tongue to gently brush there and then, he enveloped it completely, going down to the base. Nico was so soft that Percy wanted to bite it, so small and cute, knowing that the member would never reach his throat, fitting perfectly on his tongue.

He heard a long moan, feeling Nico grow a little in his mouth, and yet, that was one of the most comfortable blowjobs he had ever given in his life. Not that Percy had given many, but... it was fun. It even seemed like no one had done that for Nico before him, if it were for the way Nico moaned, which was a shame. Better for him, so he could enjoy this unique moment knowing he was the first one. Anyway, he would make Nico understand who had the power there; if Nico had decided to provoke him, he would have to face the consequences too.

Percy heard another moan, this one much deeper, and looked at Nico, pressing his lips together as he moved down Nico's member once more. The little boy was still wearing the top of his lingerie, a pink bra, with an almost transparent texture, that stretched across his chest, highlighting his erect nipples. The thong, a small triangular piece of fabric as transparent as the bra, was held up by one of his long, soft legs. And in that, Nico was right. Percy liked pretty things, but he had never thought that something so feminine would catch his attention like that. Then he heard another moan, seeing Nico's chest rising and falling faster, his legs wrapping around Percy's neck, his grip on his hair firmer, but still delicate.

Should Percy help him out? Yes, that's what he was going to do. Percy pulled away for a moment, wet his fingers with saliva, and then slid them down, finding Nico's entrance that was pulsing uncontrollably.

“This was missing, hm? I know how much you like it.” Percy massaged the wrinkled skin for a few moments and then his fingers entered, sliding inside without any problems.

Today Nico was full of surprises. The little boy bent over and again, he squealed at the top of his lungs, not giving Percy time to prepare himself; Nico moaned for a long time, pulled his hair and came on Percy's face, hitting him on the nose and cheekbone, feeling the liquid run down his neck. It hadn't been much, but it had been enough to leave a viscous trail on his skin.

“Hm.” Was all Percy said, feeling a sense of revenge rise.

Percy wanted to laugh and comfort Nico at the same time. Although Nico hadn't stopped him or said anything, Percy could see how overstimulated the little boy was, his member becoming quite red. Nico had always had sensitive skin, but Nico getting aroused over and over again made the experience even better. However, nothing compared to the moment when Percy looked up and saw the first tears fall, slow and hot, while Nico remained lying on the bed, breathing fast, his face contorted in a mix of pain and pleasure, looking lost in confusion.

“My baby is doing great. Can you get one more, can't you? Just one more?”

Nico whimpered and opened his mouth only to close it on a moan, this one low and needy. Percy had started to move his fingers, opening him again, slowly and unhurriedly.

“Does it feel good? Hm? That's my boy. Slow.”

Percy couldn't resist and slid up until he found Nico's lips, kissing him while his hand continued to move inside Nico, two fingers turning into three, going deeper and finding that little spot that made Nico shudder, now grunting, being overcome by pain. Or so it seemed to Percy. Nico was cumming again, his small member pulsing between them and releasing a few drops that ran down the length, stopping at the base.

“Good boy. So obedient.” He said and kissed Nico once more, deepening the kiss.

Percy pulled Nico up and pressed him against the pillows, watching Nico struggle with the intense sensations. It was perfectly normal, the shivers and the tears, the breathlessness. Percy knew this because he had experienced what it was like to be a submissive. How could he dominate if he didn't know what it was like to be dominated?

It wasn't important, no one needed to know that. So Percy pulled Nico against his chest and began to comfort him. He massaged Nico's hair and pulled a blanket over him, letting Nico cry as much as he wanted. He allowed Nico to wrap his arms around his neck and rest his head on his shoulder, curling up against him and… and then Nico sighed, his features relaxing almost miraculously, like a contented, content baby in his parents' arms. Now, why Percy felt like he had failed was beyond him.

“I'm… a good boy… now?” Percy heard Nico whisper against his neck, hugging him tighter.

“You always are.”

“So… why… why… was I being punished?”

“Do you think this is a punishment?” Percy said, letting the question hang in the air for a few moments, stroking Nico’s back.

“Hm… I don’t think so.”

Ahg! How could he scold Nico or teach him a lesson, when Nico was acting like this, all cute and delicate, sounding so vulnerable that it made him feel like a monster?

“Baby, I don't like it when people surprise me.”

“I know… it’s just… I bought this and… I wanted to hurry things along! Then you gave me the choker and…”, Nico stopped talking, like he had remembered something and calmed down again. “I thought you would like it. I didn’t know you would be so mad at me.”

“I'm not mad.” Maybe he was annoyed at first, now all that was left was pleasure and contentment. “Let me know next time, okay?”

“Yes, Percy. What can I do to apologize?”

That's when the punch in the gut came. Nico turned in his arms and faced him, showing him his teary eyes and reddened mouth, looking sincerely remorseful.

Gods! Percy had forgotten how manipulative Nico could be.

“I swear, I just wanted to--”

“Enough, Nico. You are forgiven.”

“Am I?” Nico pouted cutely and put her arms around Percy’s neck again. “So why didn't you fuck me?”

“Is that why you think it’s a punishment?” Percy said, shaking his head. Nico was unbelievable.

“And isn't it?”

Percy wanted to laugh. He did just that. He hugged Nico tightly and laughed like a maniac, feeling the tension leave his body. He had made Nico cum to the point of pain and what Nico didn't like was that he hadn't fucked him?

“Then…?”

“Then, what?”

“Will you?”

“Nico!”

“You're hard… I thought we could.”

“Doesn't it hurt?”

Ah. There it was! The blush spread across Nico's face and down his neck faster than Percy could process, Nico trying to shrink back against his shoulder, escaping the question.

“Answer me.”

“Maybe. Just a little.”

“Well, well. Do we have a masochist here?”

“What?” Nico raised his head and looked at him with his chin held high, his shyness quickly disappearing. “I didn't ask you to stop. You stopped because you wanted to!”

By now, his reaction was automatic. Percy pulled back the blanket and smacked Nico's ass, hearing the satisfying smack echo through the room. And Nico? The little devil merely groaned and glared at him, returning to his normal, calm behavior.

“You asked me to pull your hair if it was too much for me. And I didn't. I thought it was obvious.”

“Baby, give me a break. We'll get there.”

“I don't care about that. You didn't hurt me. That's all, you know? I liked it. But if you want to…” Nico shifted in Percy's lap and pressed himself against the bulge there over his jeans.

Percy was so lucky. He didn't deserve someone so perfect.

***

“I don't care about that. You didn't hurt me. That's all, you know? I liked it. But if you want to…” Nico shifted in Percy's lap and pressed himself against the bulge there over his jeans.

Percy was so lucky. He didn't deserve someone so perfect.

“If you want it, prove it to me.”

Percy wasn't serious, not really. Anyone in Nico's shoes would be at least sensitive, right? Percy just couldn't believe what he was seeing. Nico looked down, seeming uncertain, and then looked back at him, begging with his eyes.

“Can I?”

“Of course, baby.”

“I was thinking… if I’m your baby, you have to be my papá, right?”

Percy thought he was having an aneurysm, it had to be it.

“Your papá?” Percy murmured weakly, feeling his legs go weak.

“Mio papá.” Nico confirmed, snuggling into him, kissing his cheek. “It's a fair trade. Il tesoro e il papá.

In the end, Nico smiled at him all angelic and slid off his lap, and as if it were something natural, he knelt between Percy’s legs, now looking very closely at the volume that was there.

“Papá, it's so big. I don't know how it fits.”

Percy had to laugh, Nico sounded almost innocent and curious, like a real baby. Not that babies and their parents did that kind of thing. Was this another fantasy of theirs? The little boy and the protective daddy? Now that Percy thought about it, that was their case. Either way, Nico didn't seem interested in talking.

The little boy placed his hands on Percy's legs and massaged him slowly through his clothes, long enough to see the bulge increase.

“Can I really?” Percy confirmed, what else could he do? Nico looked so handsome, wearing lingerie chosen especially for him. The least Percy could do was make sure Nico would also leave satisfied.

Percy unzipped himself, reached inside his pants and pulled his cock out. Well, he wasn't smiling anymore, feeling himself relax, trying not to show how just the image of Nico kneeling at his feet affected him.

“Do you like what you see?”

“You rarely let me touch you.”

And touch was what Nico did. He held the base and brought his lips to the head, kissing it slowly. He licked the tip and slid down even more slowly, pressing his lips together as he went.

“Is that okay? Is it good?”

No, Percy wasn't okay at all. Nico had spoken with his lips still pressed against his skin, moving his hands as he looked up at Percy. It would be best if they end this now before something more... intense happened.

“That’s great. Why doesn't my baby come here?”

Nico went, of course, exactly like the well-behaved baby that he was.

Nico stood up, and surprising him, sat on his lap, holding his cock once again.

“Can I? Please?”

Percy didn't have much time to respond, because in the next moment, Nico opened his legs wider and guided Percy’s member to his own entrance.

It was like coming home after a tiring day and being greeted by your favorite person in the whole world. Nico moaned softly, rocked slowly and then the head entered, sliding inside the tight and almost dry place. Well, Percy thought they would have no problem with that, Nico didn't even wait for a few seconds before starting to rock on top of him, with each movement going a little deeper, letting his member open the way.

“Baby… ah… you're going to hurt yourself-- ah.”

This was too much for Percy. He grabbed Nico around the waist and turned them over on the bed, getting the rest of the way in and sinking into Nico's body, who was now sprawled on the mattress, back against the sheets, moaning without shame.

“I like it!” Nico whimpered, wrapping his legs around Percy, his head thrown back.

“So, why are you crying, hm?”

Maybe they should stop. It was clear that Nico was at his limit, and he was getting there himself. Although it was much more psychological than physical.

“Please, Papá. I want you to cum inside me. I swear, you're not hurting me.”

Percy had promised that he would trust Nico's judgment, even when he was in this state, high on endorphins. Percy had tried, and for that, no one could blame him.

“Okay, baby. Slow down.”

Slowly, as slowly as Percy could, he began to move inside Nico. Small, aborted movements, short enough to make Nico arch his spine and squeeze his feet tighter around him. And if Percy himself hadn't been watching Nico's reaction, he wouldn't have believed it. Nico was erect once more, but he was moaning like he were dying, tears streaming down his delicate features. Which was contradictory, since the expression on his face told a different story, reflecting pure ecstasy.

“Papá.” Nico murmured and suddenly, he tensed completely, almost jumping out of bed.

Percy had no other choice, he held Nico in his arms, keeping him pressed against the bed and let himself go. He never imagined that an orgasm could be so exhausting.

***

“Did you like it?” Percy found himself asking.

They were once again under the blankets. He held Nico against his chest, staying as close to Nico as he could while he waited for his breathing to return to normal. The difference was that now Nico refused to let him move, not even to get a clean towel. The little boy remained under his body, face pressed against his chest and eyes closed in pleasure, legs and arms wrapped around him with the most content expression Percy had ever seen.

“Hmm?” Nico's response was a soft moan, his hands sliding down Percy's back, delicate like the sweetest caress, seeming to count the vertebrae of his spine.

It was relaxing, Percy could admit that. A slow movement that almost lulled him with his gentle touch, comforting him without Percy even knowing he needed to be comforted.

“The lingerie.” Percy explained, letting himself relax a little more, feeling himself sink against Nico's body. It made him think that, been so close, they would end up merging into one, exactly like two sides of the same coin.

“I liked it,” Nico murmured, his voice muffled against Percy’s neck, his breathing finally calming. “We should do this more often.”

“Hm.” Percy liked that idea. He liked it a lot. He especially liked how Nico was completely sincere in those moments after orgasm, when his mental barriers ceased to exist and everything was colorful and beautiful. “What about college, have you thought about it?”

“Per.” Nico complained without any shame.

Unlike what Percy was used to, he saw Nico push him by the shoulders and look at him, pouting angrily. Of course, Nico pushed him just enough to show his disapproval before he hugged him again and pulled him down back again, Percy practically crushing Nico's body beneath his.

“It's important.”

“No! You said you were going to decide everything for me.”

“Nico!”

Percy found himself laughing, feeling his entire body shake with the effort, Nico shaking with him, seeming even less approving. He didn't even see the need to scold Nico for the scream of frustration.

“Baby, don't do this to your Papá, okay?”

“Oh.” Nico said and suddenly, he buried his face in Percy’s neck once more, going back to massaging his back. “I don't know. What do you think?”

“Nico.”

“I want to know what you think about this. What do you want to do?”

Well, when Nico spoke like that, softly and so politely…

“It would be easier to stay close to home. Sally won't be working forever.”

“Oh.” Nico said again, as if the thought had never crossed his mind. “I know family is important to you.”

“What you want is also important.”

“Okay, I understand. But…” Nico hesitated for a moment, seeming to choke on his words. “It doesn’t matter to me. I just want to be with you. It doesn’t matter where.”

Percy knew all of this, he was tired of knowing, but not enough to say something that would make Nico try even harder to be that perfect person he thought he needed to be.

“So if I said we'll never go to Italy, is that okay? That I'll never let you see your family?”

Nico nodded and curled closer into his chest, and even though Percy couldn't see it, he could feel the sadness radiating off of Nico.

“Baby, I don't mind doing these things for you. Small decisions that don't affect our lives. I don't want you to regret it in the future because you allowed someone else to live your life for you.”

“You never did that.” Came the almost soundless whisper. “I never regret anything when you decide things. But when I decide? Everything turns into a mess.”

“Nico.”

“No, don't try to lie. That's the truth. I think it's better for you to decide these things, it's safer.”

“What about marriage? Are you going to let me decide everything too?”

This made Nico pause for a moment, and Percy felt relieved immediately. This meant that it wasn't a blind decision, because even though Nico was letting him take the reins of the situation, it was still a conscious decision that Nico made.

“I... I think... we can get married at Nona's house? It's very beautiful, it even looks like a painting.”

“Of course, baby. Whatever you need.”

“Can we also invite Clarice to be my Bridesmaid?”

Percy nodded, listening to Nico mumble one request after another, and with each word spoken, relief spread throughout his entire body. It was good to know that they weren't completely codependent on each other and that, in truth, this was just another choice. Even if, deep down, it felt like they had no choice at all.

Feeling genuinely content, Percy pulled Nico further up on the bed, placed his head on the pillow and continued to listen to Nico tell him the details about the wedding, his hesitation fading with every second he spent with Nico.

Thanks for reading!

NÃO HÁ LUGAR COMO O LAR - PERCY/NICO AU COLEGIAL - CAPÍTULO XV

Oii, como vai? Consegui escrever mais um capítulo. Mas devo admitir que o calor está fritando meu cerebro. O importante é que saiu algo, agora se é bom vocês que me digam. Não é meu melhor texto, mas eu tentei. Boa leitura! E claro, as cenas smutt vão permanecer como decidido por votação, entretanto vou avisar sempre que tiver capítulos assim.

Avisos: +18

Capítulos anteriores: CAPÍTULO I / CAPÍTULO II / CAPÍTULO III / CAPÍTULO IV / CAPÍTULO V / CAPÍTULO VI / CAPÍTULO VII / CAPÍTULO VIII / CAPÍTULO IX / CAPÍTULO X / CAPÍTULO XI / CAPÍTULO XII / CAPÍTULO XIII / CAPÍTULO XIV

Nico não sabia o que estava acontecendo com ele. Quer dizer, ele sabia, sim. A questão era o porquê.

— Bebê. — Percy murmurou em seu ouvido, fincando os dedos em seus cabelos por um breve momento que quase o fez gozar. Mas logo as mãos de Percy viajaram para seus ombros, descendo até segurar em sua cintura, parando ambos seus movimentos. — Eles vão ouvir.

Ele fechou a boca e tentou sufocar o próximo gemido, mas não conseguiu se parar, rebolando no colo de Percy e se curvando todo, e era isso o que ele não entendia. Nico nunca tinha transado com ninguém dessa forma e de repente, era tudo o que ele conseguia pensar. Como isso podia estar acontecendo com ele? O pior era que Percy estava sendo um perfeito cavalheiro. Ou foi o caso até Nico acordar na manhã seguinte. Ele tinha ido no banheiro e quando tinha voltado, Percy ainda estava ali, todo esticado na cama, sem nada o cobrindo… quando foi que Percy tinha ficado tão alto ou arranjado aqueles músculos? E aqueles braços? Nico não conseguiu evitar, voltou para a cama e… bem, Nico gostaria de dizer que apenas tinha o observado dormir.

Mesmo se sentindo sensível da noite anterior e com dor de cabeça da ressaca, ele engatinhou pela cama e se sentou na cintura de Percy, tentando ser cuidadoso. Isso era tão errado, a conversa sobre consentimento voltando com tudo. Mas, talvez se ele o acordasse de uma forma interessante, Percy não ficaria bravo com ele. Então Nico fez o que queria ter feito há muito tempo, colocou as mãos sobre o abdômen de Percy e as escorregou para cima, dedilhando os gominhos e voltando para baixo, sentindo os pelos se arrepiarem contra seus dedos. O que ele teria que fazer para Percy acordar? Talvez se ele… Nico se curvou sobre Percy e chegou ao rosto bronzeado de sol e quadrado, sentindo a barba que começava a crescer, vendo o sorriso nos largos lábios de Percy.

— Per? — E quando mesmo assim, Percy se negou a abrir os olhos, Nico continuou com sua exploração. Massageou o peito largo e roçou com a ponta dos dedos os mamilos eriçados.

Parece que ele teria que fazer tudo sozinho no fim, o que estava tudo bem, isso apenas lhe dava coragem para continuar. 

Como quem não quer nada, Nico deslizou sua bunda para baixo e encontrou um volume que não estava lá cinco minutos atrás. Será que ele devia? Nico sabia que iria doer um pouco, mas ele não queria procurar o lubrificante. Não poderia doer tanto assim, certo? Testando as águas, Nico se sentou mais uma vez no colo de Percy, levou a mão para trás dele e encontrou o membro de Percy completamente ereto. Talvez ele fosse um masoquista, era a única explicação para o gemido que soltou quando se forçou contra a resistência e a cabeça passou pela entrada apertada, deslizando com muito mais facilidade que ele esperava. Deuses! A pontinha estava tão molhada que ele acabou indo ao final mais rápido do que esperava. Nico achava que tinha gritado, achava que tinha apertado o membro de Percy dentro dele com todas as forças que tinha. Como isso poderia se traduzir como prazer para seus nervos, como?!

— Você vai se machucar. — Ele ouviu ao fundo Percy dizer e sentiu mãos apertarem com força suas pernas. Era difícil se concentrar em qualquer coisa que não fosse o membro o esticando e os tremores de prazer e dor que atingiam seus sentidos. Mas… mas tudo ficaria bem, porque alguns momentos depois Nico sentiu mãos quentes em acariciarem suas costas, o membro sair para fora dele e então dedos molhados estavam massageando dentro dele para o membro de Percy voltar a penetrá-lo, fundo e gostoso, alcançando aquele lugar que até noite passada Nico não sabia existir.

— O que foi, hm? Por que meu bebê está chorando? Onde doí?

Ele negou, balançando a cabeça, e se deixou levar. Colocou os braços ao redor do pescoço de Percy e relaxou, o que deixou tudo melhor. Mas Percy ainda estava parado, respirando rápido contra seu pescoço e o segurando forte pela cintura. 

— Per… eu preciso.

— Não está doendo? Da noite passada?

Nico negou mais uma vez, se acomodando melhor no colo de Percy, fazendo o membro dentro dele acertar os melhores lugares apenas com esse movimento acidental.

— Por favor… eu quero que você… quero que você… ah!

— Assim? — Percy perguntou e demonstrou mais uma vez. Levantou Nico pela cintura e o fez descer mais uma vez, o encontrando no meio do caminho com um movimento certeiro.

— Bebê, eles vão ouvir.

— Percy!

Ele achava que realmente estava gritando agora. Doía! Doía tanto e mesmo assim não conseguia parar, sentindo cada um de seus músculos se desfazerem a cada vez que os quadris de Percy se encontravam com os dele.

— Você tem que se responsabilizar por seus atos, bebê. — Percy sussurrou em seu ouvido. Aquilo era demais para ele.

Choramingando, sem saber o que seu corpo queria, Nico empurrou Percy pelo ombro e rastejou para fora do colo de Percy, gemendo e soluçando, suas pernas falhando no meio do caminho o fazendo cair de cara nos travesseiros. Nico não entendia o que acontecia com si próprio, ele só… só… iria explodir a qualquer momento se o mundo não voltasse a fazer sentido. Como dor poderia se misturar tão ao prazer a ponto de o fazer delirar? Porque o olhar no rosto de Percy só poderia ser uma ilusão que sua mente estava criando. Parecia tão… como se ele fosse a caça e Percy o predador.

— Onde você vai?

— Eu… eu não sei!

— Bebê.

Um calafrio subiu por sua coluna e fez suas pernas tremerem. Tinha algo na voz de Percy que o fez congelar no lugar onde Nico tinha caído. O que estava acontecendo com eles? Ele não conseguia olhar para Percy, como medo ver o que iria encontrar lá, e queria fugir, mas… mas Nico não queria se mover e talvez descobrir o que tanto o assustava. Entretanto, ele estava se movendo da mesma forma, se arrastando pela cama enorme em direção… ele não sabia, qualquer lugar estava bom. Então, porque parou na beirada da cama, ainda tremendo e… e sentindo uma antecipação que ele não sabia de onde vinha? A porta estava bem a sua frente, tanto a do banheiro ou a da saída. Se ele se sentia tão encurralado, por que não estava indo em direção a eles?

Nico gemeu, surpreso, quando a mão de Percy tocou no meio de suas costas, e suavemente deslizou para cima e para baixo num dos gestos mais confortantes que Nico já tinha experimentado.

— Você quer brincar? — Percy perguntou em seguida, ainda sem se aproximar. — Ou quer dormir mais um pouco? Ainda está cedo.

— Eu… — Nico se curvou contra si mesmo e escondeu o rosto no travesseiro. 

Ele não entendia o que acontecia com ele. Nada fazia sentido. Ele não queria estar sentindo essas coisas e não queria ser desse tipo de pessoa. Quer dizer, alguns dias atrás ele estava bem com o que estava acontecendo. Então, qual era o problema?

— Você pode me dizer.

— Eu quero gozar. — Nico admitiu, seu rosto afundado contra o travesseiro.

— Então, olha para mim. Sim?

Nico negou, se encolhendo ainda mais.

A cama ao redor dele balançou e então Percy estava ao lado dele, mãos quentes estavam de volta em sua coluna junto a lábios que deslizaram por toda a extensão, até chegar a curva de suas nádegas, as mordiscando.

— Você está pronto para conversar? — Percy murmurou contra sua pele.

Quando Nico negou mais uma vez, os lábios de Percy desceram mais um pouco e encontraram sua entrada, beijando a área suavemente. — Nunca mais faça isso. Não quero te ver machucado.

Nico não teve outra reação além de estremer e gemer contra os travesseiros, se sentindo derreter quando a língua de Percy acalçou um lugar mais profundo.

— Quer que eu toque seu membro?

Nico negou. Tudo o que ele fazia era negar. O que estava acontecendo!

— Quer que eu pare?

Então, negou mais uma vez, se surpreendendo.

— Bebê. — Percy disse na voz mais afável que ele já tinha ouvido e isso o fez se sentir estranhamente… contente, satisfeito até.

— Eu quero você… dentro de mim.

— É mesmo? — Agora Percy soou quase condescendente, irônico até. O que fazia sentido. Eles estavam fazendo exatamente isso até que Nico teve um ataque de panico.

— Me diga se for muito.

Tudo o que Nico conseguiu fazer foi arfar, ficando sem ar devido ao movimento repentino. O colchão se afundou ligeiramente atrás dele e Percy se encaixou sob suas costas. Mãos rodeiam sua cintura, o puxando para mais perto e dedos se fincaram em seu cabelo, estranhamento o forçando inspirar profundamente. O engraçado é que Percy nem empregava muita força, sua cabeça girando, tentando criar explicações porque esse momento parecia tão diferente dos outros. O que o fazia se sentir tão angustiado e tão excitado ao mesmo tempo? No momento, não importava. Nico sentiu a cabeça do membro de Percy contra sua entrada mais uma vez e então tudo sua visto ficou embaçada, sua cabeça esvaziando por alguns instantes. Era difícil descrever. Nico não sabia se era o agarre de Percy que ficava cada vez mais forte em sua pele, se era Percy arfando contra seu ouvido ou se era a forma decidida e com vigor que Percy o fodia, devagar, mas com proposito em cada estocada certeira, curta e bem colocada.

Talvez ele só quisesse que Percy o mantesse sob controle e lhe dissesse o que fazer em seguida. Será que ele seria obrigado a falar sobre isso também? Antes que isso pudesse acontecer, Nico preferia fugir e nunca mais voltar. Ou ele teria feito isso se Nico não tivesse sentindo as mãos de Percy o prenderem contra seu peito largo, o impedindo se mover muito.

— Está tudo bem. Comigo, certo? — Percy o manteve preso entre seus braços e diminuiu a velocidade de seus movimentos, mas era tarde demais. Algo no modo como Percy o continha finalmente fez Nico se deixar levar. Nico permitiu que Percy continuasse a segurá-lo e estremeceu pelos próximos minutos, relaxando contra o peito de Percy, sentindo Percy ir junto com ele. 

— Tudo bem? — Percy disse depois de alguns momentos quando nenhum dos dois fez nada para se mover.

— Não tenho certeza. — Essa era a coisa mais sincera que tinha saído de seus lábios desde que tinha acordado.

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— Não tenho certeza. — Nico disse, ainda afundado contra o peito de Percy, finalmente se sentindo seguro e em paz.

Ele se sentia tão estranho que Nico nunca teria palavras para expressar. O que tinha mudado em cinco minutos que o fazia se sentir tão bem agora?

— Tudo está bem. Você foi ótimo. — Percy ainda tinha uma das mãos fincadas em seus cabelos e a outra em sua cintura, que nesse momento massageava sua barriga e baixo ventre, suavemente o ninando.

— O que está acontecendo? Eu não… não queria fugir.

— Sei que não.

— Eu só… 

— Está tudo bem se você se deixar sentir.

— Me deixar sentir?

— Eu aprendi que às vezes nossas mentes vão para lugares estranhos. Como se nosso corpo quisesse uma coisa e nossa mente outra. Então, tudo bem sentir, seja o que for.

— Desde quando você sabe tanto sobre isso?

— Eu… busquei ajuda.

— Psicológica?

Percy acenou que sim contra suas costas e Nico teve que se virar, para ver com os próprios olhos, mas Percy não o encarava; ele olhava para fora da janela.

— Quando você foi embora, percebi que não era comum sofrer tanto por alguém a ponto de querer me matar.

 — Percy! Eu nunca quis que isso acontecesse! Por que você não me disse?

— Você não é responsável por meus atos e eu não sou responsável pelos seus. Ou pelo menos, não era o caso naquela época. 

Então, Percy deu um sorrisinho sacana e Nico revirou os olhos. Parece que eles tinham muito a conversar. 

— A questão é que eu não podia te pedir para voltar e não era justo deixar que a depressão me afundasse. Eu fiz o que Sally pediu. — Percy deu de ombros. — Fui no médico. E mesmo com ajuda, eu ainda sentia sua falta. Não tive escolha senão te ver se divertindo e amadurecendo sem mim.

— Eu… nunca foi algo definitivo. — Nico murmurou, se sentindo um monstro. — Devia ser alguns meses, depois um ano. Eu não tive coragem de te encarar.

— O que te fez mudar de ideia?

— Uma foto. Annabeth e você sentados na sua cama.

Nico observou como em câmera lenta, o olhar de tristeza se transformar em divertimento e felicidade, Percy o abraçando com mais força.

— Ah, se ela soubesse.

— Soubesse o quê?

— Annabeth fez aquilo de proposito, pensando que iria te atingir. Acho que ela conseguiu, não foi?

— Percy! — Agora Percy estava rindo de verdade, se jogando para trás na cama e o levando junto, o prendendo em um agarre de urso.

— Me solta!

— Não, agora é serio. Você quer conversar sobre o que aconteceu?

— Acho que não.

— Não vai nem me dar uma pista? Um ponteiro? Nadinha?

Nico até poderia imaginar o pesadelo. Se Percy soubesse o que Nico realmente queria… seria a seu fim.

— Tudo bem. Já entendi.

Percy se espreguiçou e colocou Nico contra os travesseiros. Antes de levantar, ele beijou Nico e sorriu para ele, dando a volta na cama. Abriu uma gaveta em seu lado da cama e tirou de lá um diário com capa azul, parecido com o que ele tinha dado a Nico.

— Acho que vou escrever depois de tomar um banho. É relaxante, você não acha? — Percy colocou o diário do seu lado da cama e beijou Nico mais uma vez, indo para o banheiro dentro da suíte e fechando a porta.

Nico escutou o barulho de água cair no chão e se sentiu a pessoa mais idiota do mundo. Seu próprio diário estava bem a seu lado na cômoda e tudo o que ele menos queria era escrever sobre seus sentimentos. Ele se sentia forçado e manipulado a fazer algo que não queria, afinal, era o justo; Percy tinha contado a ele algo profundo e pessoal, o que o deixava na posição de contar alto tão pessoal quanto. No fim, não era o que ele queria? Que Percy o… dissesse o que fazer? Nico apenas não pensava que isso escorreria para fora do sexo também. Mas se Percy queria saber, ele faria Percy se arrepender disso.

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E então, ficou muito ruim? Estou pensando em reescrever essa cena em um momento futuro. Comentarios são sempre bem vindos.

Até a proxima.

Always!

If you write romance, do your characters flirt in your head while you’re trying to sleep, or is it just me?

when merlin is simply too adorable for anyone's good....

Arthur & Merlin | 2.04 "Lancelot & Guinevere"

WIPS in my notes app:

Do you want to know about my WIPS? You're talking to the right person! Because I hardly ever finish my stories (although I'm 10% short of finishing one). Now, I don't know about the titles being interesting. But here they are! (I'm die hard Percy/Nico writer)

Sitter's Love (A nanny that needs money for college, ends up falling in love with the dad of the kids)

There's Nothing Like home (A boy who retorns home, who is eternaly in love by his bestfried)

Secrets (A story in Portuguese about two boys who were raised in the same house as brothers, but who are definitely not)

Mandatory service (Story in Portuguese based on a world where everyone is either submissive or a dominant)

I could stay here forever, but I think it's just enough!🤣🤣🤣🤣

@perryjackpott @chubbybunny25 @lucemondlover

Help, I'm being bullied by the elderly--

tagged by @jellyfishjuliet

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips or close enough, idk, I'm not a cop

"Bury a Friend"

"A Light At The End"

"Prince of Witches"

"Checking In"

"Trinity: A Midsummer's Nightmare"

"No Return (Last Chapter Woo!)"

"Angel of Small Death" (Mature. I mean...cause yeah--)

i tag the following: @authenticaussie @shadowuserannie @paladin-of-nerd-fandom65 @zorilleerrant Woe! violence upon ye as well!

a dream by the lake

happy 2025!!

It’s a secret recipe 🤫

Say what you want about Percy/Nico fans, but they have at least one thing going for them.

When Nico saw Percy at his scariest (decimating his father's army, defeating Hades and pinning Hades down with his leg and sword) Nico was stunned. Speechless. Not scared at all. One could even conclude that it was a massive gay moment for him.

When Annabeth saw Percy at his scariest (defending himself and Annabeth from Akhlys and trying to kill Akhlys) she was terrified of him. She cried. She begged him to promise her not to use that power (that just saved their lives) ever again.

If you don't love Percy at his worst (fighting and attempting to kill gods to protect you), then you don't deserve him at all.

“How come he don’t want me, man?”   Season 4, Episode 24: Papa’s Got A Brand New Excuse