Leo was pretty much done with everything. He, together with Jason and Clarisse, had fought money-dwarves in Bologna and it had been extremely exhausting. So he was just laying sprawled out on the bed, resting and reminiscing, while Frank, Hazel and Jack had left for Venice. It didn't sit quite right with him that his lovers were gone without him, then the fact that little Jackie was also gone. But apparently Jack was fluent in Italian and that would come in handy. He had been taught so much by the goddesses that he held probably more knowledge than Malcolm and Annabeth together. Still, Leo worried for the boy, because by all other means, he was still a child. Though that was not all Leo worried about. He was also worried about Percy, down in Tartarus.
"You're quite gorgeous when you're concerned."
Humming softly, Leo arched into the kisses being bestowed upon his shoulder-blades and neck. He turned to lay flat on his stomach, head to the side so he could look at Octavian. The augur's cunning fingers were wandering down Leo's spine in a rather tender way. The man may be an ass when he wanted to be, but he was quite the cunning and tender lover.
"Sh. Sleep. Shaddap", groaned Jason next to them, swatting at Octavian.
"Poor little former praetor", cooed Octavian with feigned sympathy. "Shall I kiss it better?"
"Oh. Yes", grinned Leo, sitting up with sparkling eyes.
"What? Ew. No!", grunted Jason and wiggled his nose while glaring at the Latino.
"I'll let you two double me if you let me watch you kiss", chimed Leo mischievously.
And oh, the picture was worth so much more. Those two, looking so utterly disgusted as they neared each other in slow-motion. Still, they looked hot together. The well-build but smaller Jason and the taller but lankier Octavian, both blonde and handsome. And extremely mortified. Leo laughed softly as the two blondes parted and desperately rubbed their tongues and lips.
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So Venice was being overran by katoblepones. Exactly what Frank, Hazel and Jack wanted to do today. Or rather, what Frank wanted to do. Because the damn beasts poisoned his Hazel and Triptolemus, the god who was supposed to help them, had turned Jack into a freaking plant because he disliked Hades so much. So Frank had to fix the stupid chariot of Triptolemus in exchange of getting Jack back, healing Hazel and aiding his help. The only reason they had come to Venice was to get some magic barley from the son of Demeter and then to return. He had expected a child of the Greek Ceres to be kind and nice like Leila. Triptolemus was not. Not even a little bit.
Well, at least his dad had finally decided to help him. Help... was maybe a bit of a stretch. Frank was supposed to take the katoblepones out and then Mars was going to reward him and help him. Frank hated being on his own. He hated that Hazel was suffering and he couldn't help her directly. He also hated that Jack was a plant, because Leo adored the kid and he'd be upset - and if Nico ever caught wind of this fiasco, Frank would be dead. Nico's sister poisoned, Nico's son a plant...
"Well, you held up your part of the bargain, so I suppose I feel obliged...", drawled Triptolemus.
He did not look pleased, but Frank looked intimidating, so there was that. Another thanks from dear dad - the blessing of Mars. Now he was buff, taller and more defined. He really hoped Leo and Hazel were going to like him like this though. Holding onto Hazel's hand, he watched how Triptolemus healed her and - with a careless wave of his hand - turned Jack back to human. The boy looked startled and very confused. Frank was actually feeling bad for him. Though Jack had also been quite helpful too. He was fluent in Italian - and every other language because he was a god. He also had quite the impressive knowledge of the city, apparently he had been well-educated in geography. And a lot of other things. Hera had made sure her weapon was perfect.
