Flames (Percy Jackson Series)
(Excessive yaoi. This is kind of embarrassing. This chapter, I mean. Like, it could have been written a lot better. But it wasn't. Yes.)
They were rough.
He pushed him against the wall, moving to him and pressing against him while bringing his legs up to wrap around his waist. The younger shoved his hands the other's hair and pulled him closer, moving his mouth against the other's in a clash of lips, tongue, and teeth.
The older savored the taste of mint and chocolate, whispering in between breathes for air. "Hmm...Nico..."
Their hips worked against each other, winding and grinding while their breath grew deep and husky. A fire, hot and burning, baked both of them alive.
"Per...cy!" He gasped, kissing him deeper for the sensational flavor of salt and fresh blood from his bruised lips.
Percy picked the other up with ease, pausing for a minute to situate them more comfortably, while the younger settled for nipping and nuzzling his neck and jaw.
He sat them on the nearby couch and rested his back against the armrest and the other in his lap straddling him. He pulled Nico's shirt off and quickly stripped off his own.
***
They were hungry.
Percy yanked him forward, their lips colliding, molding their bodies against each other.
The younger moaned and sighed, as the other bit his neck and chest, working his way down, tugging at his jeans...
They worked against each other, the flame igniting, brighter and hotter. Clothes were torn from the skin and replaced with heat and longing and flesh. Ripped down to the boxers, they whispered. They knew this was dark and complicated and wrong and, at the same time, so very, very right. Gods, it felt so right, feeling the other's warmth and breathe and hearing the other's voice, so loud and clear.
***
They were never satisfied.
It was a back-and-forth relationship: giving and taking and building and breaking. They screamed at each other and for each other. They were compatible and impossible and hot and cold.
But one would need the other, either way, despite the criticism counted for and against each other, separate and together.
For both of them, they agreed it was fire.
(^^ Reeeeeeeeeeeeally bad...)
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Fanfiction^^ Awkward cover is awkward. Basically me clearing out my Notes and/or posting story ideas that will probably never become stories due to the fact that I am lazy/get side-tracked easily. Each chapter will be different and will pertain to fandoms suc...
