PJO/HOO one-shots

No Feelings - Percico (NSFW!SMUT!)

It was never mean to become a regular thing. It was supposed to be simply pleasure - no strings, no ties, no emotions, no feelings. The son of Poseidon and the son of Hades both had a mutual problem; they were lonely. With Percy being heartbroken since Annabeth left him, and Nico being left alone since Will left with family for a while - they came up with a solution for the both of them. They would accompany each other, and make the other feel less lonely.

However, it was one hazy night that it began. The son of Hades thought it'd be a good idea to get into Dionysus' secret wine cellar to have their own fun. Percy was surprised that the Ghost King actually managed to pull such a stunt like that off, and when he appeared at Cabin Three at 2 in the morning with two back packs full of bottles - he didn't question him. Instead, he invited the younger male in.

After quite a few drinks, the two were considerably intoxicated. They talked throughout the night, and somehow sex became a topic between them.

"All I'm saying- allll I'm saying," Percy slurred. "..is if a guy were to kiss me at this point I wouldn't..reject it."

The son of Hades couldn't help the laugh that escaped his lips. "Is that an invitation, Jackson?" He took the last sip from his cup and stood up to pour himself another. As he poured his glass, he pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He sat back down next to Percy and lit his cigarette. The older male was surprisingly quiet, and for a second it worried him. "Hey, Perce." He poked the son of Poseidon and eyed him suspiciously. "Perce, you okay there?"

Percy looked up at the younger male and furrowed his brows together. He seemed frustrated - no, confused. In a quick moment, Percy downed the rest of his drink in one go then turned towards the son of Hades. "What if it was?"

Nico let out a puff of smoke in the son of Poseidon's face. "What if what was?" Now the son of Hades felt confused, and all he could do was stare at the older male in wonder. "What are you talking about?"

The older male began to twiddle with his thumbs, and the younger noticed the light pink tone that arose to the sea prince's cheeks. "What if it was an invitation.. W-what would you do then?" The son of Poseidon began to stutter with his words, becoming obviously flustered.

Nico wasn't sure what exactly to do, he never could've dreamed of the chance that something like this would happen. That's why he decided to move on with Will - he believed the chance to be with the sea prince was impossible. After Nico collected himself, he looked directly into the son of Poseidon's entrancing sea green eyes. His eyes were bright and shone with curiosity yet they were also shrouded with something much darker - lust. "Are you sure, Jackson? Are you sure you'd want to do that with me?"

Percy didn't hesitate to speak what was on his mind, he let the alcohol he consumed cloud his judgement. "The only person I could think of ever doing something like this is with you, Nico.. I've never been more sure about something than I am right now." The son of Hades didn't bother to question the older male. Before Percy could process, the cigarette was put out and he was pinned against the floor with his arms raised above his head. "N-Nico... what.. what are you going to do to me..?"

The Ghost King trailed his lips down Percy's neck lightly, down his jawline, to his perfectly flushed lips. He moved back a bit, their lips inches apart. "Do you trust me?" the son of Hades asked him softly. It was a quiet moment before Percy nodded his head, and the emotion in his voice was undeniable. He could tell that the son of Poseidon wanted this - he needed this.

"Yes.. please, Nico.. plea-" The older male was interrupted mid sentence by a soft pair of lips on his own. Percy didn't realize that it would feel this good, and after one he wanted more. Their lips moved together in a passionate dance, and when the son of Hades began to suck lightly on the son of Poseidon's tongue, the older male couldn't help but moan.