Coming To Terms
Summary: Nico has finally accepted his sexuality. And since Percy is now single, what else would the Son of Hades do but take what's offered to him on a silver platter?
Warning(s): This is basically smut
Authors Note: Started reading Nicercy fanfiction a few days ago and sort of got addicted… So I'm going to try my hand at it
The war was over and it was like a breath of fresh air for one Nico di Angelo. Finally, without all the terror of battle and bloodshed, he could focus on what was important.
Making Percy Jackson his.
Since the final battle when the demigods and gods teamed up and defeated all the Giants (Nico took great pleasure in slicing Otis and Ephialtes into dust with Ares, who formerly had been held in a jar like him before a few millennia ago. That would teach them that no one could mess with the Ghost King), forcing Gaia back into her slumber—hopefully for eternity this time.
Previously when he had felt disgust at himself for falling in love with someone who didn't return his feelings, with a guy, he had tried his best to keep his mind on the war, all the while doing his best to help Percy, ensuring that he didn't get himself killed by rushing into battle like the dim-witted hero he was. But still, Nico loved the Seaweed brain anyway.
In fact, his situation sort of reminded him of a book—or you could say it's actually more of a script—that his mother used to read him and his sister: The Merchant of Venice.
He felt like the character Antonio, who willingly gave everything he had in order to help his best friend Bassanio—whom scholars would say was Antonio's secret love interest—win over Portia, who Bassanio apparently loved with all his heart.
And yes, before, Nico was content, if not resigned, in living an Antonio-like life, watching the love of his life run off and settle down with the fair maiden as he wallowed in his own self pity but not anymore.
If that piece of literature had taught him anything, it was that he was not willing to end up a depressed little thing. He had helped win the war and he had gained respect from demigods and gods alike. His part on this stage would definitely not be a sad one.
He was going to grab what he wanted with both hands and never let it go. Percy Jackson would be his.
It was just thankful for him that Percy and Annabeth had had a mutual parting (because Nico would hate hurting Annabeth—he actually respected her a great deal and she sort of reminded him of his sister), both deciding that while their relationship was strong, the sexual side of it was completely non-existent. They both came out as gay together; Annabeth hooked up with Reyna while Percy remained single, much to Nico's relief. It was bad enough in the past when he had seen Percy and Annabeth holding hands, when it had caused his heart to clench painfully and the bitter taste of jealousy to flood his mouth, it would be doubly painful to watch Percy sucking face with another guy.
Now, Nico just had to confess his feelings to the son of Poseidon and make him see that Nico would make a great boyfriend (read: life partner).
Sure, that won't be hard at all.
Percy groaned into his pillow as he once again woke up in sticky sheets.
He had grown quite accustomed to waking up to the uncomfortable stickiness of his groin in the past few weeks. The remnants of his wet dream would linger in his mind, causing him to grow hard again. Percy would then proceed to finger himself, all the while trying to imagine Nico di Angelo fucking him.
Yeah, you could say Percy had struck up some sort of routine. Percy let out a sad chuckle. The son of Hades would never return his feeling; Percy honestly did not understand why he was trying to kid himself. In fact, Percy would most probably lose Nico's friendship if the Italian ever knew of Percy's more-than-platonic feelings for him.
Percy sighed in frustration when the fingers he had stuffed in his arse did not fully satisfy him. He wished he could just get over the handsome Ghost King already so his brain would allow him to get fucked by someone since he really, really wanted to feel a thick cock in his arse. But no, for now, his heart still yearned for something he couldn't have and he had to deal with the consequence.
Should I—? Percy bit his lip as he contemplated taking out the dildo that he had gotten from the Stoll brothers for his birthday ("We hope you enjoy its vibration option Percy"). Maybe it would help satisfy him more.
He nodded to himself determined as he jumped out of bed as naked as the day he was born (a benefit of being the only one who used the Poseidon cabin), removing the fingers from his entrance with a soft moan, and opened the closet across from his bed, taking out an unused bottle of lube as well as the obnoxious pink dildo.
Percy blushed a bright red as he prepared his tight hole for the huge piece of plastic, slicing his fingers in a scissoring movement as he mouthed the dildo, making it wet for smoother passage.
When he eventually deemed himself ready, he positioned the dildo near his puckered entrance and pushed in with a groan.
Oh, it hurt at first but the feeling of being filled made Percy harder than ever before as he proceeded to move the dildo in and out and in and out—
"Fuck me harder Nico! Please! Fill my slutty little hole with your thick cock!" he yelled, caught up in his fantasy of getting taken by his secret crush, as he came hard on his chest.
Nico couldn't believe the beautiful sight of Percy fucking himself in front of him. He could feel the front of his pants tighten as Percy started panting faster and faster, signifying his completion was near.
He had come to finally confess to the Sea Prince and he had casually sauntered into Cabin 3, knowing that Percy wouldn't mind his intrusion since he had practically given Nico free rein when it came to the comings and goings into Poseidon's cabin, only to be confronted by the fantastic scene of Percy pumping a hot pink dildo into his arse.
The son of Hades knew it was bad to continue watching as Percy masturbated, that he should turn away and come back at a more convenient time but he physically couldn't! His feet were rooted to the cabin's floor as he continued watching the mesmerizing picture the green-eyed minx made.
"Fuck me harder Nico! Please! Fill my slutty little hole with your thick cock!"
Nico's jaw dropped when he heard that—did Percy just?—as he came in his trousers, calling out Percy's name.
"Wha—? N-Nico? Is that you?" Percy stuttered out, embarrassed beyond belief. Oh god, Nico had just seen him—and Percy had cried out his name—
"Shit!" Percy cursed. "I'm sorry Nico. I-I can explain?"
"Don't need to explain, I know exactly what just happened." Nico said in a husky voice, walking towards Percy.
"You were fantasizing about me, weren't you? Fantasizing about me fucking that tight, little arse. Hm?" Nico continued, his hand reaching down to palm Percy's pert arse, finger slipping in between the two cheeks to tease the abused pucker.
Percy couldn't hold back the moan that slipped through his lips. "Yes," he breathed, "I've wanted you for so long, Nico."
"I want you to. I want you to be my boyfriend, I want to end your single streak. But first," Nico squeezed Percy's delicious butt, "I want to fuck you."
"Do it! Please?" Percy begged, the pleas falling effortlessly from his lips.
"Be my boyfriend," Nico demanded, "then I'll fuck you. Will you be my boyfriend, Percy?" he asked, biting down on a hard pink nipple.
"Yes! I will! Fuck me, please?" Percy gasped.
Hearing Percy agree to be his boyfriend was amazing. Nico had expected months of courting to get to this point. However, this turn of events he did not mind in the least.
"You've made me the happiest man on the Earth, Percy," he murmured into his lover's ear.
"You're not a man, you're just a boy. A man would already be fucking me by now," Percy teased, trying to rile the other up so that he would just fuck him already.
"You shouldn't have said that. I'll show you how much of a man I am. I'll make you eat those words, Jackson," Nico growled, tearing off his clothing.
He proceeded to do just that. And Percy enjoyed it immensely.
The End