Solangelo One Shots

Longing or Lust

A quick warning for some of my younger readers that there will be sex stuff in this series. No graphic descriptions but the story will be happening while it's going on if that makes sense. That said, enjoy!

Nico's POV

The ice cream drips its way down his hand, his skin coated in brown chocolate sludge. It's disgusting and he knows from experience that it'll dry sticky but in the heat of the summer it feels good, cooling the burn from the sun as he licks it. "Can I have some?" 

"You've already had, like, half of it." 

"Yeah, but it's hot up here. You get to go into the pool whenever you want, I only get to go if someone's drowning." 

"Better hope one of those kid's floaties starts to fail because you're not getting any more." 

"Come on," Percy whines, kicking his legs at the stakes of his lifeguard chair. "I'm hot." 

"You knew what you were signing up for when you chose to be a lifeguard." Percy lets out a sigh, his face flushing even more than it already is in the burning heat and Nico grins, half his mouth wrapping around the cone, slurping it up. The cone is beginning to crumble in his hand so he shoves the better part of the ice cream into his mouth, the cold burning his teeth as he waits for it to melt. He wipes his mouth with his hand as he listens to Percy yelling at a kid for running on the deck, blowing his whistle in short, sporadic bursts that makes Nico's head hurt. He leans against Percy's lifeguard chair, pieces of his crumbling cone still in his hands. The deck is wet underneath his feet and as a kid does a cannonball into the water, droplets splashing onto his bare chest. They're cold as ice and he shivers, despite the sunburn he can feel blossoming across his shoulders. 

"Why are you here, anyway? You're always here." 

"You know you're one of my only friends, right?" 

"You have other friends." 

"They're all busy. It's either this or spend all day in my room on my phone. Also, Tyson gives me unlimited free ice cream." Percy frowns, his eyebrows furrowing. 

"What? Tyson doesn't even give me free ice cream, and I work here." Nico grins, taking a lick of the remaining ice cream and shrugging. 

"Guess he just likes me better." Percy reaches down, snatching the ice cream out of Nico's hand. 

"Give me that." He hears crunching and the ice cream cone practically explodes in his hand, drenching him in soupy chocolate ice cream but he licks it off, moaning.

"Disgusting." Percy smirks down at Nico, biting into the ice cream as if he hasn't eaten for a year. Nico rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his sweaty chest and staring out across the water. Bodies bounce and a beach ball moves from hand to hand, skipping across the pool. Drops of water fly up from the people packed in like sardines, and laughter rings out into the air. He can make out the faces of some of the people in his school; he had already said hello to Jason and Piper, lounging by the poolside soaking up the rays of the sun. There's a group of the soccer kids, too, laughing as the prop themselves up on the deep end, tanned arms resting on the deck and toned bodies dripping with water. Nico sees one of them looking at him, too, sweeping his body up and down. Nico feels his face flush. His biceps bulge as they hold up his body, and he can see the shadow of abs underneath the water. 

Will raises his eyebrows and Nico glances down, tugging at the waist of his swim shorts to pretend that he's doing something so he doesn't have to return eye contact. When he looks back up Will is still looking, and he tilts his head, ever so slightly, towards the bathroom. Nico shakes his head and Will tilts his head more forcefully. When Nico shakes his head Will pulls himself out of the water, his muscles moving underneath his skin. Nico doesn't know many people who could pull off neon yellow swim trunks but Will does it so effortlessly and for a few seconds, as Will walks towards him, he can't breathe correctly. As he makes his way towards the bathroom, Nico pretends to busy himself with a bug bite on his arm but Will leans in as he passes, his breath tickling Nico's ear. "Your move." Nico bites his lip as he watches Will walk into the bathroom, water dripping from the hem of his swim shorts, his hair slicked down in the back. He can hear his heart pound in his chest and he's too aware of the time ticking, that every second he stands there, his chance is slipping away.