Wicked Delight

Morning After

Leo awoke to sunlight flooding in through the purple veils of Amoriel's cabin blaring in his face. He groaned, his whole body aching like he'd run a marathon and he stretched, hearing satisfying cracks as he did. He sighed, contented. He shifted onto his side, expecting to be greeted by nothing maybe a pillow or two, but instead he came face to Amoriel's bareback. He squinted with confusion until the events of the night before came back to him and his face flushed bright red down to his chest.

Amoriel was still sleeping, covered by her purple bed sheets, looking completely angelic. Leo's heart hammered in his chest and he pressed a kiss on her back. He saw her smile as she stirred in her sleep and his heart soared.

"Morning, Querido." She grumbled, as Leo hugged her from behind, her voice deep and raspy from sleep but still somehow sounding like an angel. Her mint green eyes fluttered open as Leo smiled at her, tracing a finger up and down her arm soothingly.

"Morning, mi amore." He mumbled and buried his face into Amoriel's hair while blushing.

Amoriel grinned. "Don't get shy on me now, mi almo." She teased. "Not after you suc-," she didn't get to finish. The door opened and in the doorway stood Jason.

"hey, Amoriel we have an early morning meeting." Leo and Amoriel froze, staring at Jason who hadn't yet noticed them. He stood in the doorway in his pajamas, his usually neat hair stuck up in all directions like he'd had a rough night. "Look I know you don't like waking up early but ple-," then Jason noticed. "Oh, my gods!" He shouted. "Oh my gods, what in Pluto? AH! You and- you two-! Ah!"

Leo launched up from the bed, good for him that he put on his boxers back before he fell asleep because he jumped on Jason. Amoriel would do that too but her bra and panties come off sometime last night. Leo slapped his hand over his best friend's mouth and yanking Jason into the room. Leo kicked the door shut behind them before wrapping his legs back around Jason so he didn't fall. "Shut up. Shut the hell up." Leo hissed. "Shut up!"

Jason whimpered but nodded. He looked genuinely pained at the sight of his two best friends sleeping together but Leo couldn't risk a cabin check right now from Coach Hedge, or worse, Nico.

"Okay," Leo spoke a little less harshly. "I'm going to take away my hand now, and you have to promise not to yell... alright?" Jason nodded. "good." Leo slowly rescinded his hands from his best friend's mouth and he could see Amoriel trying not to laugh at Leo hugging Jason like a koala to a tree.

Jason's whole face was wrinkled with complete and utter discomfort. "I should've knocked..." he muttered. "Why didn't I knock? after all these years of finding you in this kinds of situations multiple times, one would think that I would've learned not to come into your room without knocking."

"You're not gonna tell on us, are you jay-jay?" Amoriel asked with her sweetest 'do what I tell you or I will kill you' voice, using the bedsheet to cover her bare chest. Leo grinned at the rush of memories.

Jason's face continued to wrinkle like a bulldog chewing a wasp but he shook his head. "No, I won't. When have I ever snitched on you?" he said and Leo breathed out a panicked breath he'd been holding. "Besides," Jason added. "I don't think anyone would believe me. Everyone was pretty sure that Leo would never get laid."

Amoriel laughed but Leo was offended. "Hey!" he whined. "It's true but hey!"

Jason ran a hand over his face. "Gods," he groaned. "I hate you two." He complained.

Leo hugged Jason tighter and made an 'aw' sound. "We love you too!" he messed around and Jason scowled.

"Leo, get off of me." He ordered.