Visions of Eternity

Chapter Seven

Nico's POV

"Stay still, Nico." Bianca scolded me as I writhed around on my stomach, gripping the sheets, unable to keep the shouts and pants quiet as they slipped from my lips.

The pain was unbearable. I honestly felt like maybe being a demon wasn't so bad after all, because if being a human meant having to go through this copious amount of agony and die at the end after fighting so hard, then I'll pass.

"You know, Bianca," I choked out, sweat dripping down my face, "it might be a good idea to hurry the fuck up so we can get this over with."

I let out a howl of pain as Bianca struck a nerve. It had to be over soon. It never failed to confuse me as to how such a mundane substance like salt could be so fatal to somebody of my kind.

"Fuck!" I yelled. I felt tears pool in my eyes. "Oh my god, this is fucking torture-"

"You should've been more careful." Bianca said gently. "You've only known Percy for a few weeks, and he's an angel. It's not like he can't protect himself. He's not stupid, or a child."

My eyebrows knitted together in confusion. When did Percy need protection? "What?"

"What?" Bianca' hands stopped prodding at my back. "You guys were attacked, weren't you?"

Oh, so that's the story he came up with. All to protect his little angel friend. Good to know he cares so much about me, you know, the one his friend stabbed.

"Yeah." I said quietly. "Yeah, we were."

Bianca's hands lifted from my back, and then she was crouching at the head of the bed in front of me, running her hand through my damp hair.

"It's okay," She said softly. The gesture made the tears that had formed earlier start to fall. "It's okay, baby brother. Nobody can hurt you or Percy now, whatever it was is gone." She kissed my forehead gently, and I bit my lip.

"Sit up." She said gently. I did, whimpering with each move I forced my muscles to make, and once I was sat up she wrapped her arms around my fully. I can't remember how long I sat crying into her shoulder or when the pain stopped.

"I was wrong." Bianca said gently, kissing my forehead again as I gripped at her waist and pulled her closer.

"What do you mean?" I tried to get my breathing under control.

"I told Percy you would be angry when you woke up." Bianca shook her head. "But you're not. You're upset. What happened, Nico?"

"Percy told you." I sniffled. "We were attacked-"

"No, no, that's not what I'm asking." Bianca pulled away and looked me in the eyes. "What happened to you? What is Percy doing to you?"

That took me a moment to answer. Ideally, I would like to say he's doing nothing, that he's just another friend...but he's not. I couldn't lie like that. Percy was special, not because he was an angel; but because he was different. He put up a fight. He was fiery and passionate and soft and caring at the same time. And that's what made all of this hurt even more.

"I don't know." I answered truthfully. "I don't know, B, but it's hurting."

Bianca's eyes shone with tears. "Do you want me to get Mom?"

I nodded. "Please."

-

I sat on the edge of the mortal's bed, not bothering to make any move to wake him. His name was Aaron, and he had long-ish blonde hair and a tanned body covered with freckles; Normally, that would be my type, but now all I could think about was my type being green eyes and jet black hair.

I nudged Aaron with my knee. I knew exactly what this boy wanted from me already, that was a perk that came with being able to dream travel as an incubi.

Aaron began to stir slowly and soon enough he was looking at me with hazy blue eyes, "Wha- who are you?"

I forced myself to play along. But really all I wanted to do was go home and fall back into Mama's arms and cry. I smirked and stood up, unzipping my jacket and letting it fall to the floor with a very light thud, "My name is Mr. di Angelo, Aaron. I teach you History at school. I hate to say this, but you're failing my class,"

I began unbuckling my belt, and Aaron sat up to attention. I could feel him getting more turned on the more I spoke. Underneath my leather jacket, I had on a shirt with a tie, and the jeans I was wearing were way below my usual standards, but hey, that's what mortal teachers apparently wore.

"Sir, please, I can explain-" Aaron tried to say in a hurry, but before he could say anything further I'd leaned forward and pressed my mouth to his.

He melted against me. I sat back onto my heels and pulled him so that he was on his knees, his arms around my neck and tugging my hair, much rougher than I usually like but hey, this isn't my wet dream.

"Sir," Aaron moaned as I began letting my hand wander.

"You've been a naughty boy, Aaron." I murmured against his lips. "I'm going to have to punish you."

Aaron squeaked with excitement. "How, sir?"

I let the hand that had began to wander lift and then come back down harshly on his ass. Aaron yelped, and his eyes lit up as I said, "get over my knee, now."

He scrambled to his feet as I repositioned myself at the side of his bed. I watched him as he shimmied out of his bottoms, but as he turned back around, the air was nearly knocked from my lungs.

Suddenly, Percy was staring back at me, with Aaron's t-shirt on and no pants. "What's wrong, sir?"

He tilted his head to the side as I screwed my eyes shut, and thankfully when I opened them again it was the same blonde boy as before. I smiled at him as best I could and beckoned him over, "nothing, you just...took my breath away, Aaron."

I pecked Aaron's lips as he stood in front of me. "You've always been my favourite."

"Really?" Aaron didn't blush. It was like he knew that was coming. I wondered if he'd had an experience like this with his teacher before.

"Really." I pulled him down and bent him over my knee, "now, the safe word is Lincoln, right?"

"Your knowledge of history always turns me on." Aaron purred.

I smacked his ass to make him stop talking and he yelped again. I just wanted this to be over. "Count out loud. We stop when we get to fifteen."