Solangelo One-Shots

Good bois

tw: mentions of rape / assault / past abuse. I have been imagining this scene for MONTHS it was time to write it okay

"Gods, we're finally alone." Will smiled, sitting down on his bed, Nico soon sitting right next to him.

"Yeah. It's nice." Nico gently put a hand on Will's, leaning over to kiss him.

"Since when were you so eager?" Will questioned.

"Since you told me you prefer it when I'm dominant. I've always been eager, just didn't do anything about it." Nico explained quickly, before holding Will's face and kissing him deeply.

"Mm, wait, love, get the door. If Piper breaks into this apartment and catches us again we'll never hear the end of it."

"You're right." Nico stood up, closed the door, and then proceeded to sit on Will's lap, sort of straddling him.

"Well hello there~"

"Helloooo." Nico pulled Will close, kissing him yet again.

"You know-" Will started in-between kisses, "You couldnt-even kiss-when we met-and now-"

Nico put a finger to Will's lips. "More kissy, less talky."

"Okay, bossy."

"You love it when I'm bossy. We learned this literally last week, Will."

"Can't argue with that." Will properly shut up, and Nico pulled him in for another kiss. Nico initiated everything, took charge; exactly how both of them preferred.

Nico pulled back, then gently pushed Will down with a hand to his chest. Will happily let it happen, and then scooted up on the bed so his entire body was on the bed.

"Comfortable?" Nico asked, moving up to still be straddling Will.

Will gave a small hum in response. "Good."

Nico leaned down, kissing Will deeply and passionately, one hand on his face and one free.

And then his free hand started trailing down, down, down-

"Stop." Will muttered, sort of quietly.

"Hm?" Nico did not stop, having not actually heard what Will said.

"Babe, stop, get off." Will stated, louder. Nico was instantly off of Will, and off the bed, with his hands up.

"I'm sorry. What happened?"

"You just... The touching, I wasn't okay with that. Come here, I didn't want you to go away completely." Will sat up, making little grabby hands. Nico sat down next to him, holding one of his hands.

"I should have asked before doing that."

"No, it's okay, it's not your fault, I told you I like it when you initiate stuff, I'm just... not okay with that yet."

"Okay. I won't try it again until you tell me I can." Nico decided.

"Thank you."

"I don't like seeing you sad, amor. Is there something on your mind? Is there a reason you're uncomfortable?"

Will gave a small nod.

"You know... It's okay if you aren't attracted to me like that. If you don't want to do stuff like that yet."

"What? No no no no no! Nico, no, it isn't that. Gods no. I want to do that stuff with you so much. You have no idea. It isn't that. Trust me. I'm very, very sexually attracted to you." Will clarified quickly. He sat cross-legged on the bed, Nico quickly moving to do the same.

"Then what is it?" Nico held both of Will's hands gently.

"I..." Will sighed. "My ex girlfriend, Natalie, you know her, she... Raped me. Sort of often. So whenever something sexual happens, I think of that, and her, and it isn't a good train of thought."

"Will, oh my gods. Thats-wow."

"That's the first time I've told anyone that. I'm sorry, I uh, didn't mean to bring the mood so much." Will muttered with a sniffle.

"I can't imagine that. I can't imagine doing something so horrific to someone so amazing. Hey, look at me. love." Nico gently put a hand to Will's cheek, making him look up.

"Mm. So, yeah, that's why. Same reason I look so off when sex comes up at all. I hate it. I hate thinking like this."

"Oh, Will. How can I help? Make you feel better?"

"Nothing. It's fine. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. Don't worry about it."

"Will..."

"It's fine."

"Will, I said that about Tartarus and you fought me about it for days. Now I'm doing the same. How can I help you? How can I make you feel better? Help you deal with trauma?" Nico asked stubbornly. Will rested his head completely on Nico's hand with a sigh.

"I don't think you can. As much as I'd like to ask you not to mention sex, I know I should probably just deal with it. Exposure therapy or whatever."

"I suppose. I'm sorry, Will."

"All good. I uh, don't feel like doing anything sensual or whatever. So just, cuddles?"

"Yes, cuddles."