Author's Note: Felt like doing a quick fic. I'm in the mood for smut, twist and fairytale mash-up. Call it a kink or whatever but I like it. Oh! By the way, art is mine^^ Yeahh. I'm a sucker for disturbing or twisted plots. And I do find really amazing twisted percico fics out there. You guys rock!

EDIT July 06 2014:

I just changed the cover picture to something I drew. Not really relevant but mehhh. Just fyi.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot of this fanfic.

Nico's Red Riding Hood

On a bright sunny afternoon right next to a cozy-looking cottage, there grew a tall tree; a tall tree where a young Italian boy is found looking into the sky as he hides in its shades. This boy had an ebony mop of hair and bangs that swept past his eyes. He owns a pair of soft pink virgin lips. His eyes are dark as the shadows in the woods and his skin as pale as snow. He wore a black-and-white plaid shirt and shorts that went only above his knees. This boy lived with his mother in a small cottage. There were few neighbors here and there but he refrains from any social interactions with them.

He hasn't heard from his father but from what his mother has told him, he chose to leave them and married another woman. The boy never forgave him regardless of the fact he hasn't met him, he already hated this man. He has an older sister, namely Bianca. But she spent most her days with the Huntresses, a group of girls who scout in the faraway woods to learn how to survive on their own.

He swings his leg limply from the branch and closed his eyes. "Nico!" an older feminine voice shouted. The said boy groaned and propelled himself off the tree. He entered the cozy cottage known as his home. "You called, mother?" he found her in her favorite rocking chair, clutching a long red fabric. She smiled warmly at him and beckoned him forward. The boy –now known as Nico– walked closer to his mother. "I want you to have this." She stood up to place a red cloak around the young boy. Nico pulled the red cloak closer and let his mother tie the laces connected from the hood. Once finished, he reached behind him and pulled the red hood over his head. The hood was big but be didn't mind. It covered his face enough that it casted shadows on him yet he can see what's in front of him. The cloak went past his feet and touched the ground. Definitely too long. "I made it twice your size so that you'll be able to wear it when you grow up." His mother said as if reading his mind.

That simple gesture touched him. "Thank you, mother" the boy smiled and enveloped his mother in an embrace. The woman smiled wider and placed her arms around the now hooded boy. "It looks good on you, mio caro" she kissed his forehead through the fabric and pulled back. "Grandmother is sick and I need you to bring her these sandwiches I made." She pulled a basket out filled with neatly wrapped sandwiches. She gave the basket of goods to the boy and patted his still hooded head. "Now, listen carefully," she said sternly "do not use the path in the forest as well as talk to strangers. That is a dangerous path and you might get lost. Take the longer route. Despite the distance, it is safer." She kissed his forehead again.

The forest. He has heard tales and stories from people about the forest but never experienced it himself. His mother never let him go near the place. Now that he was given a chance to set foot beyond his comfort zone, he was aching to see the forest.

"Understood?" the boy nodded half-heartedly. The motherly figure gave her son one last peck on the forehead and motioned him to the door. "Off you go now. Get back before dark" she said. Nico bid her farewell and exited the cottage with the basket of goods in his hands. Now that he was given permission (at least, from his point of view) to roam, he willingly followed his instincts to set foot in the forest where no person younger is allowed to pass.

He knows he's being stubborn ignoring his mother's warning like that. Well, curiosity got the best of him and led his feet trudging the grounds of dry leaves and thin twigs. He used his left hand to pull the red cloak closer to hide his torso and the other to grip onto the handle of the basket excitedly. On his way to the forest, he spotted the small pond he used to play in when he was younger. Bianca would accompany him and he would make small splashes at her to annoy her. She took revenge by pushing him into the very same pond, drenching him from head to toe. The memory was still fresh at the back of his head and Nico couldn't help but grin. But, as fast as the grin appeared, it went. He misses his older sister. He hasn't seen Bianca in five months. He understands that she has her duty to be with the Huntresses but couldn't she at least make time for him and their mother? He's pretty sure his mother misses Bianca as well.

Only then that a particular memory flashed, making him furrow his eyebrows as he recall that one time in the same pond when Bianca panicked for a short period of time before she masked it to comfort him. She was eyeing the direction towards the forest anxiously as she got Nico out of the pond. The boy was only nine years of age that time. So, curious to her sudden change of demeanor, looked straight into the direction she was looking and found vibrant green eyes staring at them. He gulped and Bianca quickly led him to the village where their cottage was. That was four years ago but it felt like history at the back of his mind.

He stopped to revel at the huge ominous-looking trees that crowded the forest with only a dirt ground path separating it. For a moment, he regretted coming here. Just for a moment. The green eyes that stared into his soul four years ago haunted him. Thinking about it now sent chills down his spine. "I swear, if I see those green eyes again, I'm going to scream" he muttered under his breath. He didn't mean it but walking into the forest only to see the same pair of green eyes staring at him again made his skin run cold. Oh, if only the young boy knew how right the statement he said was.

He looked around him to see if there was anyone going to try and stop him. He grinned at finding no one. Finally, he was doing things his own way. He didn't need anyone telling him what to do and what not to do. He could no longer wait. He entered the dark forest attentively. His first few steps were a little hurried as he excitedly awaits the unknown to come his way. The towering trees seemed to go on for miles into the darkness. He was thankful enough for the sun up high to light his way through the forest. Nico heard different sounds surrounding him; from birds chirping to insects clicking. The forest gave off a mysteriously dark aura that begged to be discovered. Nevertheless, the boy trekked along as if the unknown beyond doesn't scare him.

As he journeyed deeper, his foot made contact with crunchy dry leaves and that alone was enough to deflate his audacity. Maaaaybe it was a bad idea to come here after all, he thought nervously. Great, just what he needed. He took this path to prove himself wrong; that he was no coward and he was the boy who wanted to explore the wilderness. Although, this wilderness was a lot darker than he expected.

The sunlight didn't falter as it led him to his destination. The trees around him kept the same looming length but the shadows among them seemed to darken and widen, as if it was slowly reaching out to him. The boy shivered and walked along faster. How foolish am I to think it is safe to take this path he thought. No. He mentally slapped himself. He wasn't scared of any shadows just because he thought they were creeping up to him. He can do this. Besides, I need to make it to grandmother's house he thought as a motivation. Yeah, no. He thought glumly. The old woman barely acknowledged the boy and only encouraged him to eat more cereal just because he looked like a walking stick. But, if mother wanted him to deliver this basket of sandwiches to her, then he would do as she pleased. It's not like he was going to stay over and chat with the old lady. To be honest, he was so secluded from the world that he only ever talks to Bianca and his mother, Maria di Angelo.

The boy's footsteps faltered and he stopped unknowingly. He stared at the ground as his mind whirled itself lost in his thoughts. How long was it since he talked to the neighbors? He only remembers meeting this guy named Leo Valdez when his sister insisted he makes friends. They only get to talk seldom since the other boy was busy helping his dad in his workshop. At least he has a dad, Nico thought. Leo never mentioned his mother, now that he remembered. Sore subject, maybe? Nico understood touchy subjects so he left them alone the same way Leo left his curiosity about Nico's father alone.

There was also this other girl he met by the pond one day. The girl was washing and scrubbing the dirt off her sharp blade. It made younger Nico cringe as she explained to him how her dad was teaching her how to hunt down animals. Apparently, she started off by using rabbits. She was as tough as the Huntresses and mistaken her for one until she clarified she wasn't one of them. She came off as rude and boyish but she and Nico got along well after a few days. Her name was Clarisse La Rue. That girl was tougher than the kids in his village he has seen.

The immediate rustling in the bushes caught his attention. He looked up, noticing how he was staring at the ground in the first place, and stared at the bushes edgily. His grip on the basket handle tightened as the rustling stopped. His throat clenched when he heard breathing. Was that breathing? He was probably losing his mind, Nico thought. The sound of breathing got louder. Yeah, definitely breathing. He was glued on the spot and nearly choked when familiar dreading green eyes stared at him from the bushes. The younger boy stared back tensely afraid to break the contact. Slowly, the creature from behind the bushes made its way out and revealed itself to Nico. An enormous dark brown wolf emerged from the bushes. The wolf nearly reached Nico's size. The creature had bright calculating green eyes as it stared into Nico's dark brown orbs.

Oh god oh god oh god it's going to kill me, Nico thought in panic. To his dismay, the wolf stepped closer to him. Nico backed away the same time the green-eyed wolf approached. His luck ended when his back hit the trunk of a tree. He was leaning on the tree as a lifeline.

The huge brown wolf came closer, its eyes still trained on Nico's. Nico looked away when the wolf started to sniff him from foot to chest. Up close, he saw how tall the wolf was. He made it up to his shoulders. It made his heart beat faster in fear as the wolf nudged his chest with his nose. "What are you doing here, young boy?" a low voice growled; a guy's, no less. Nico blinked and looked around for any sign of human activity. Nothing. Only him and the wolf that looked ready to kill him. Wait...

"D-did you just.." Nico stammered. His eyes widened as the wolf snapped its jaws only for it to grab onto his cloak and toss him away from the tree, making the young boy land on the ground with a thud. His hood fell off and his basket went astray but with the sandwiches still intact. He looked up just in time to see the wolf pounce on him. He shut his eyes closed as he was sprawled on the ground, defenseless. He tried to find anything he could use as a weapon nearby but found nothing useful. His mind raced in fear of being eaten by the carnivorous creature. Only, he didn't feel the teeth sinking into his skin. He slowly opened his eyes to look at the wolf sniffing his clothes. "Aren't you taught that the forest is a dangerous place for boys like you?" the wolf growled. The way the wolf pressed at the right angles and pressed his nose at the right places made Nico moan softly. The wolf snapped its head up and the younger boy avoided the wolf's amused eyes in embarrassment.

Nico was highly embarrassed. Did he just have the audacity as to practically moan for being touched in places no one touched him? But what harm could that have done? It was just a wolf. It's not like it knew what it made him feel. The boy's face flushed a pink shade for thinking such things.

He was grateful the wolf had no comment to what happened. He still doubted the silence so he tried to conjure a reply. "Uh– umm.. It isn't as dangerous as I thought it was" he replied. Nico immediately reckoned that was the wrong thing to say. The wolf growled deeper and bared its teeth. "I could eat you up right now. Sink my teeth into your skin and tear your flesh bit-by-bit and no one could hear you scream" the wolf said. Nico thought he heard a teasing edge to his voice but ignored it. The boy had nothing to say so he kept silent and grimaced.

The wolf, sensing the boy beneath him tense, frowned (if wolves can frown). He got off the young boy and watched as Nico slowly sat up. "Y-you're not?" he asked reluctantly. Nico knew he was treading on dangerous territory. "Maybe in another way. But tell me, why are you here?" the wolf asked. Nico pondered what he meant by "another way" but left that aside for now. "I'm on my way to my grandmother's house since my mother asked me to give her this basket of sandwiches" he got up and kneeled down to retrieve the basket of goods. "Do you have a name?" He dusted the dirt off his red cloak and stood up straighter in confidence. He was not going to let this wolf overcome his fear.

The wolf had other ideas. He sauntered over to the place where the boy stood and licked his right cheek. "But why take this route? Certainly there's another one. Safer, at most" he drawled. "My name's Percy" the wolf added. The young boy shivered almost delightedly at the action and kept his eyes on the creature. "It'll take me longer to arrive at her house so I'd rather the shorter path" he said. He wasn't lying since longer walks just bore him. Nico desperately wanted to get away from the intriguing green-eyed wolf but something compelled him to stay glued in his place. The brown wolf circled him as it inspected his red cloak. "I'm sure I've seen a house down this path" then he stopped, feigning to think "yeah, I'm pretty sure." It sounded suspicious to the other boy.

He was told not to trust strangers but his gut told him to trust the creature. If wolves can grin, Nico was certain he could feel the wolf smirking as he said those words.

"Just down the path?" Nico asked. The wolf motioned to the path ahead and nodded his imaginary grin still intact. "Thanks. For telling me" the boy said, ready to bolt down the path. But before he could move an inch, he heard the last words of the wolf blown into his ear before it dashed away. "I'll see you again, Nico"

How the wolf knew his name Nico had no idea. A lot of questions ran through his head at high speed. He didn't look back as he continued to journey the path to his grandmother's house. The unexpected meeting with the wolf got his heart racing in his chest. By now, he could still hear his heart thumping. The low growling and the soft curious nudges the wolf made. The boy's ears went red and he shook his head vigorously to rid the memory. But he couldn't help but think. Was the wolf hinting at something? Before he knew it, his feet led him to a small cottage like his own but looked sturdier and darker from the inside. Something felt different about this place.

He didn't feel like facing his grandmother at the moment. He still wanted to ponder on the things that just happened in the forest. It felt surreal being touched and sniffed by the wolf. He sighed and gripped the basket tighter. Time to meet grandmother, he thought.

His feet carried him up the steps. The wooden boards creeks under him. If grandmother was indeed sick, then he might as well invite himself in. But not without permission. He raised his free hand to knock. Knock, knock, knock. "Grandmother? It's me, Nico. Can I come in?" Okay, so maybe assuming that this was his grandmother's house easily was not the best thing to do. For all he knew, the wolf must have tricked him. The raven-haired boy backed a step and readied to walk away when he heard the familiar old dry voice on the other side. "Come in, dear" her voice cracked. Nico furrowed his eyebrows. So the wolf didn't lie, he thought. It still seemed suspicious. He reached up to open the door and pushed it open. He was met with a dim room lit with a candle sitting on the top of the nightstand beside his grandmother's bed. The sunlight shone in a feeble attempt through the windows but did little effort to lighten the area. To his surprise, his grandmother wasn't in bed.

"Grandmother?" he asked softly. He closed the door and placed the basket on the dining table. "I'm in the kitchen, dear. But I wonder..." the voice resonated from the kitchen. As it trailed off, Nico recognized the lower tone it took. He gripped the table hard that his knuckled turned white. When he heard the shuffling of feet towards him, he twirled around so fast his mind became hazy for a second. Instead of seeing the petite older woman in her dress, he saw a shirtless seventeen-year-old guy. Nico found himself staring at the guy's toned chest and how the pants hugged his waist perfectly. He gulped at the sight. His eyes roamed upwards and gasped at the same green eyes that stared at him. This time, its owners were human. The green-eyed teen was smirking and had his arms crossed on his chest.

"If I really am still here" the older boy slowly walked towards Nico. Like in the forest, the younger boy backed away until he ended up against the table. "I-umm.. How large arms you have" he stated bluntly. The older boy chuckled deeply. "They are to hug you better, dear" He felt the familiar uprising of the thudding in his chest as the older boy stalked closer. He was pulled away from the table and into the older boy's arms, in a hug just like what he said. "How big ears you have" he mumbled softly, taking in every detail of the other. The boy grinned and pressed his lips against Nico's ear. "They are to hear everything you say better, dear" Percy drawled, hinting him for what's to come.

Just like before, he could see him up close and saw every detail there is to see. The boy definitely had the same green eyes as the wolf he met in the forest, same dark brown hair like the wolf's fur and the same teasing glint in his eyes. But what he suddenly caught on was the way his mouth was tainted red. His lips were dark red and the side of his mouth had drops of red. The man held his confident grin and directed it at the younger boy. "My, how big teeth and mouth you have" Nico pointed out finally. The brunette connected their foreheads. "All the better to eat you with" he whispered. Before Nico realized what he said, the space between them closed as Percy kissed him ferociously. The younger boy gasped and held onto the older boy's shoulders tightly.

He reciprocated after his shock came off. No doubt this was the wolf in human form. But how? His mouth tasted bitter and metallic. He recognized it as blood but didn't let it bother him. What am I doing?! Nico flabbergasted. He felt Percy's lips move messily against his. The now human wolf pushed the basket away and pulled Nico up to sit on the dining table. The boy quickly wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck. Percy untied the laces and pushed the red cloak off the boy's lithe frame. Nico blushed and busied himself with unbuttoning the older boy's pants. "I'm starting to like the color red a lot" the green-eyed teen smirked when they pulled away for breath. The younger boy pursed his lips and focused on pulling the pants down. Percy helped him and stepped out of his own pants. He was only in his boxers now.

The older boy tugged hurriedly at Nico's shirt as it came off as well as his shorts. Both boys were hot and bothered just by looking and undressing each other. He pushed Nico down on the table and straddled the small boy. Percy wasted no time in sticking three fingers in Nico's mouth. When the innocent boy looked at him confused, "suck" he said. Nico nodded and took in the fingers that were offered to him. The boy gripped his hand and swirled his tongue against the three digits in his mouth. He sucked tentatively and watched as the older boy trail kisses up his chest. He rolled his head back when his werewolf reached his nipple. The older boy grazed his sharp teeth against the sensitive nub of flesh and used his tongue to flick and circle it. Nico sucked on the fingers faster and blushed, realizing he imagined the fingers as something else.

"Mmmhh" Nico let out a moan when the older boy retracted his fingers. His mouth abandoned the pink nub and went up to suck on Nico's neck, leaving a huge hickey. I can't believe this is happening to me, Nico thought excitedly. Or, rather nervously. He just met this wolf in the forest. Or... was the wolf already watching him since that day when I was nine? Thinking about being watched over since the age of nine elicited another moan as Percy reached inside his boxers and circled his entrance. Nico did the rational thing he thought and reached down to remove his boxers. The older boy on top of him stopped kissing his neck to see what he was doing. It took Nico all his will and dignity to spread his legs wide. A manic grin made its way into the brunette's features and green eyes widened, more than willing to accept the invitation given to him.

Instead, he flipped them over and darted his tongue out to lick Nico's tight hole. With the switched places, the younger boy was faced with the older boy's clothed erection. He tugged to pull them off and Percy lifted his hips to help him. Nico was feeling a dread of anxiety run through him. He had never done anything like this in his entire life. If his sister found out, with a guy no less, she'd lose her marbles. Suddenly feeling a new course of energy in him, he faced the monster-sized cock standing in front of him. He sucked in a breath as he felt a wet hot organ go inside him. He stuck his tongue out and licked all the way up, receiving a shiver from the boy below.

Smiling slightly, he opened his mouth wide and took in the whole of him. He heard the older boy groan and finally inserted his tongue inside the heating warmth. Surprised and erected, Nico's body grinded against the tongue inside and Percy was glad to tongue-fuck him roughly. The older boy used his lips to suck on the hole and his tongue to try and go deep. The taller teen removed his tongue, receiving an irritated sigh from Nico, but soon started to pump two fingers into him. Nico gladly rocked back against it. The raven-haired boy bobbed his head faster and sucked harder on Percy's dick.

Mmmm. Sucking Percy's dick Nico grinned internally. That sounded wrong yet so hot. That got him on the move on the older man's fingers and cock. Percy moaned and slowly added the third. He had to admit, it hurt a lot having his hole opened up like that but the pain was easily overcome by the sensual pleasure. "Percy.." he moaned around the other's cock. The vibrations made the older boy growl his name out. "Nico" he panted for breath. Hearing his name said like that got him sucking harder than possible. "Ooohhh.. That's it, enough teasing" he pulled his fingers out and Nico off him. The younger boy bent forward on all fours. The brunette pushed his upper half on the table and held his rear up in the air. "I told you the forest isn't a good place for boys like you" Percy grounded out as he slowly eased in his saliva covered cock into Nico's tight and puckered hole.

"Mmmh? How.. so?" Nico moaned at the feeling of being filled. The red cloak was still on the table and he placed it underneath him so that he had something to hold onto later. He exhaled as he felt the huge cock rub against the walls of his ass. Once Percy was fully in, and that was saying something considering the fact he's inhumanly huge, he lightly pulled out half-way before pushing in torturously slow. "Because I like eating little boys like you," he pulled out almost completely "especially you" he leaned down to whisper it into Nico's ear. As an addition, he roughly pushed back in. In no time, they had set a fast-paced rhythm that both of them are satisfied with. "Ahh! Ahh! ...Harder Percy!" the younger boy pleaded despite the fact that the older boy was already thrusting him into oblivion. The table was ready to give out as he complied and rocked harder against the little boy's body.

Of course, Nico was still the selfish innocent virgin (not anymore) he is. "Oohhh.. Unnhh! Deeper!" an endless string of moans followed. Percy, feeling the need to impress his little angel, pulled out quickly. He turned Nico around to face him and shoved back in, this time deeper than he did. Nico shut his eyes closed and spread his legs farther. The older boy leaned down and thrust his dick into the fragile boy harder and deeper, hitting his special spot. "There! Ooooohhh yes!" the younger boy's voice turned high-pitch. The room was filled with heavy panting and high pitched incoherent moaning altogether with the slapping of skin against skin and lovemaking. Nico's mouth was helplessly vocal as his werewolf pushed inside him in inhuman speed and strength. The table was creaking and tried to support their weight that Nico almost felt sorry. Almost.

He was enjoying too much to worry things like tables supporting them. He felt himself come close. Percy did too. The older brunette leaned down to capture his lips with his. The thrusting made their kiss messy and unsanitary but that didn't matter. He pulled his werewolf down and placed his hand behind Percy's head to lock them in a kiss full of tongue. The young boy was helpless against the dominating male. He broke away from the kiss to bite down slightly on his lover's shoulder. "I'm going to.." he was cut off when Percy pushed in hard, he came on the spot. The older brunette came deep inside him and finished it off with a kiss.

Both were panting hard, tired from their sexual activity. The green-eyed teen lifted his lover to the bed, abandoning the clothes on the floor as they land on the soft material ready to lull them to sleep. Percy wrapped his arms around the lithe frame of Nico di Angelo and pulled him against his chest. "That was beyond amazing" the younger boy mumbled. The werewolf chuckled and bit his ear teasingly. "You're mine now. I've been waiting for years." He admitted. That got the other's attention. The younger lover turned around to look at him. "How long have you wanted me?" he asked. Percy reached up to play with his dark locks of hair, brushing the bangs away from those beautiful eyes he fell in-love with four years ago.

"Four years ago. Remember when your sister took you away from the pond? You stared back at me" the green-eyed brunette smiled at the memory. "I've wanted you since then but you were so young. I had to wait and I told myself only when you get older. But I guess I couldn't control myself around you" the older boy confessed. Nico's cheeks went pink as he listened to him. His voice soothed him and casually held the other boy's hand, afraid that he'll vanish just like the dreams he had. "Look at that. I took you at, what, the age of thirteen. You're practically a baby." He grinned wide. Nico scowled and tightened his grip on his hand. "I'm not a baby" he argued. The older boy smiled sweetly and kissed the top of his head. "This counts as pedophilia and bestiality, by the way" he mumbled into his hair. But the younger boy was busy thinking about something else.

"Why did you have blood on your lips when I went inside?" the younger boy asked, slightly concerned for the other. "Oh," the taller teen shrugged "just needed a snack before we plan on doing anything. I was pretty hungry and I certainly don't want to have to eat you for that. You're my mate. I love you" Percy snuggled up against the highly-flattered boy who grinned wide. "I love you too, Percy. My mate. So, how was your appetite?" the raven-haired boy asked nonchalantly. "Old and soft but it went well with my dessert" the werewolf licked his shoulder and kissed his lover on the cheek. "Sleep well, dear" he smiled. Nico reciprocated the kiss on the cheek and snuggled up against his wolf, happy to think that he no longer had to worry about sending the basket to his grandmother and returning home because his home was wherever his lover was.

The End