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Tenth Day of Gift-Giving

Ten Titles

... creative titles for your next story

It’s not like the movies

Goodbye to our yesterday

Longing for the love we left

Confessions in the dark

As the gods will

The story about the tree

Getting too comfortable

What we’ve never done before

Burying our memories

The name they gave us

24 Days of Gift-Giving

AMOR DE BABÁ - Nico!Babá, Percy!Professor - Índice

Oii, como vai? Como eu prometi, venho com uma nova história. Quer dizer, ela não é inédita, mas eu nunca a coloquei por aqui. Entretanto, já tenho alguns capítulos postado em outros lugares, no Tapas e no Patreon, em versão original. Vão ser capítulos curtos, mas mesmo assim queria compartilhar com vocês, especialmente para o caso de plagio aparecer. (Apareceu alguém com uma história triste tentando usar minha história e minhas palavras, sabe? Então vou trazer outras histórias por aqui também, a fim de documentação)

Por enquanto apenas tenho a versão em português. Em breve a versão em inglês estará disponível.

Essa história surgiu porque eu queria abordar algo diferente, algo bem clichê, algo que fosse rápido e que acabou se alongando e se aprofundando mais do que eu queria. (Eu estava tentando vencer o bloqueio de outra história). As vezes, a história de vida dos personagens fala mais alto, e assim, a história nasceu. Um pai de família que tenta o melhor que pode e um garoto que está juntando dinheiro para entrar em uma faculdade de renome.

Como sempre, os personagens são bem OOC, bem fora do caráter do canon, embora eu tenha tentando manter a essência deles. Então, considerem a história mais como um original do que uma fanfic. Eu decidi focar em uma construção de personagem e mundo que soasse realista. Pensei, como Percy agiria e qual seria a personalidade dele se ele fosse criado de forma rígida e exigente, no meio de pessoas incrivelmente ricas e educado para ser o CEO de uma das empresas mais importantes de uma das metrópoles mais relevantes do mundo. Já o Nico vem de uma realidade humilde, seu pai envolvido com figuras politicas de uma cidade pequena há poucas horas da cidade grande, criado para se conformar com o que o pai decidisse ser o certo, mas desejando mais do que se casar com quem seu pai mandasse e a vida de cidade pequena.

Basicamente, essa é a premissa dessa história. Agora, como essas duas pessoas se encontrão é o mistério que logo se transformará em algo além de pura atração. Até o momento tenho dois arcos narrativos prontos, a história no momento com 95 mil palavras. Não há sexo nas primeiras 40 mil palavras, embora haja certa insunuação que para mim soou mais interessante do que o proprio sexo.

O primeiro capítulo é levemente lento, mas eu prometo que a partir do segundo as coisas começam a ficar mais interessantes. Os capítulos são curtos porque a plataforma de monetização exige que os capítulos sejam curtos. Então, a cada três partes seria o que eu costumo colocar em um capítulo. Se vocês pudessem ler e me dar um feedback sincero, eu agradeceria. Estou pensando em excluir o primeiro capítulo inteiro, então sua opinião pode me ajudar a decidir isso.

Agora, vamos as informações oficiais:

Tenho duas capas para essa história, embora eu costume usar a segunda.

Certo, ele disse a si mesmo. Nada pessoal. Claro. Não era nada de mais, apenas mais um emprego onde Nico ficaria alguns meses, faria um pouco de dinheiro e seguiria para o próximo trabalho até que tivesse o suficiente para a faculdade. Ele deu alguns passos em direção a porta e subiu os poucos degraus, esses feitos de um mármore branco e cinza. Logo em seguida, tocou a campainha antes que seus nervos falassem mais alto. Impaciente e vencido pela ansiedade, Nico tocou novamente a campainha, apertando o botão mais forte do que pretendia no exato momento em que a porta se abriu, revelando um homem alto de quase dois metros de altura, cabelos negros bagunçados e intensos olhos verdes que o fitavam com desinteresse. Certo, nada pessoal.

 Nico!Babá, Percy!Professor

Essa é uma história sobre um estudante que para ter dinheiro na faculdade, se torna babá, conhecendo o pai das crianças e desenvolvendo um sentimento/tesão por ele. A partir daí as fantasias começam a surgir e tudo vai se complicando entre eles. 

Resumo: Nico, um garoto de vinte anos, trabalha para bancar os custos da faculdade quando é despedido de seu atual emprego. Em busca de outro, conhece Percy Jackson, um empresário e professor universitário, o pai das crianças que ele cuidará pelos próximos meses. A partir daí, Nico se envolve com a família Jackson mais do que esperava.

Fandom Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan

Ship Nico di Angelo/Percy Jackson past Will Solace/Nico di Angelo

Personagens Percy Jackson Nico di Angelo Annabeth Chase Jason Grace Hazel Levesque Will Solace Hades Alice Jackson Logan Jackson

Avisos Amizade Amor Angústia Universo alternativo Nico!Babá Percy! Professor Personagens originais D/s elementos Diferença de idade

Em alguns minutos sai o primeiro capítulo.

Who else gets this kind of surprises? 😅

SITTER'S LOVE - Nico!Babysitter, Percy!Teacher-father - Chapter XXXI and Chapter XXXII

Previous chapters: CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / / CHAPTER III, CHAPTER IV e CHAPTER V / Chapter VI e Chapter VII / Chapter VIII e Chapter IX / Chapter X, Chapter XI, Chapter XII e Chapter XIII / Chapter XIV / Chapter XV / Chapter XVI e Chapter XVII / Chapter XVIII and Chapter XIX / Chapter XX and Chapter XXI / Chapter XXII and Chapter XXIII / Chapter XXIV, Chapter XXV and Chapter XXVI / Chapter XXVII and Chapter XXVIII / Chapter XXIX and Chapter XXX

Chapter XXXI

By the time they got home, the sky was already dark. They climbed the few steps to the porch; Percy opened the car door for Nico, helping him out of the Jeep, and once again, Percy led him from behind, as though he didn't know the way, like he would run away if Percy took his eyes off him. Maybe Nico was tempted to do just that, maybe tonight had been a bit too much for his confused mind. In the end, he let himself go, let Percy open the door to the house, take the blazer from his shoulders and hold his hand, just like Percy would do on any other day. But unlike what was usual for them, Percy kept walking and Nico continued to follow him like a puppy on a leash. He yawned and followed him up the stairs, turning right and then entering a long hallway that led to the same room where he had slept every other time; next to Percy's room and further away from the children's rooms.

That's when Nico wondered what he was doing there, or why Percy came in with him and opened the closet door, showing him the clothes hanging there.

"If you want to change. The clothes you were wearing are here.”

He took out a hanger with a pair of jeans and a dark t-shirt and Nico finally understood, someone had washed his clothes.

"You didn't have to.”

“Yeah, I didn’t have to.” Was all Percy said, his eyes intense on him. Nico hated it when Percy did that. Why was it so hard to look at him in those moments?

Yes, that was exactly why he lowered his head and pretended that there was some dirt on his Italian shoes and pretended he had no idea how much they cost. He bent down and undid the lace, then did the same with the other foot and took off his sock. Okay, he had to change, right? Take a shower first? He decided to start with the buttons on the light-colored shirt and reached his hands down to the soft fabric. He pressed and the first button slid away from the hole, he pressed the second and then the third, before he saw that there were no more buttons and only his pants were left. He unbuttoned the last button and pulled down the zipper and--

"What are you doing?" Percy questioned him, stopping his hands in the air. He didn't have the courage to look him in the face, so Nico kept staring at Percy's broad shoulders.

"What does it look like I'm doing?”

"Asking for sex?”

"I'm changing. Can I take a shower?”

"Nico, I didn't-- this wasn't how I expected the night to end.”

“And what did you expected?” He found himself laughing even though he didn’t find it funny. Percy never knew how to apologize.

"I'm sorry, okay! What do you want me to do? Can you look at me?”

No, he couldn't. If he did that, the moment he looked at Percy he would be tempted to try to comfort him.

"I forgive you." Nico murmured, fixing his gaze on the right side of Percy's neck, watching how his throat bobbed, how Percy looked nervous and frustrated, his hand clenched into a fist at his side. It was strangely amusing to see him so out of control, knowing that Percy felt the same way he did. In the end, Jason was right, he wanted every single person who made him suffer to suffer the same and in the same way.

"Nico, please." Percy begged, his voice almost tearful.

He sighed and stared at him, bracing himself. Nico knew what he was going to find, even when the man looked defeated and vulnerable, Percy still found ways to manipulate the situation. And he fell once more, it was inevitable, irresistible. Nico brought his hands to Percy's face and got closer, a force pulling him towards him and making him hug him by the neck, ending up with his mouth against his neck, close to Percy's ear.

"It wasn't your fault. I know you didn't mean for that to happen. It's okay.”

“You promise?” Percy murmured back, very close. His arms wrapped around Nico’s waist and his lips whispered against his earlobe.

He had fallen right in, hadn't he? Still, knowing all this, Nico sighed once more, shivering as the heat slowly crept up his back, waist, and groin, stopping where Percy's mouth met his skin.

"Will you forgive me? I promise…" Then, Percy held him tight against him and a moan escaped him. "I promise this won't happen again." Percy finished with his face buried against the hair on the back of Nico's neck.

That... that wasn't fair... why... why was it so easy for Percy? Why was it so easy to forget everything and let himself go like that when, even with Will back then when he treated him well, Nico never had that urge that was slowly destroying him?

"Nico…" Then, an almost innocent little kiss was placed against his neck, in that little part behind his ear that made him… ah… "Are you going to visit me?”

"I-I…" He stuttered, still stuck in a trance. "I… I can't… you have to--”

"I don’t have to do anything." Percy said it decisively, but at that moment it sounded like the sweetest love poem. "I can wait for you.”

"Percy, I don't…”

"Don't what? Don't want to deceive me? Hurt me?" Percy pulled away slightly and grabbed Nico's hair, making him look at him. "Do you want to be sure? Do you want to have other experiences? See if someone else can make you feel the way I do? I don't care about any of that.”

"I couldn't.”

"Baby, you're the only one for me. So beautiful and so perfect. I love your smell, and when you moan I want to hold you and never let go. I want you to be happy. But only with me.”

"Percy…" he whimpered, closing his eyes. Why was Percy doing this to him?

"It's quite simple. I want you to live and make all the mistakes a college student could make. When we meet again, don't ignore me. If you've changed your mind by then, I'll do everything I can to win you over, but if you don't want me, I won't bother you.”

"How could I ask for something like that?”

"I also need some time to sort things out." Percy smiled at Nico and stroked his hair, lulling him into that false sense of security. "Things with Annabeth don't seem to be going anywhere and I'm tired of my parents. I promise you this, when we see each other again everything will be better. Do you trust me?”

"I trust you.”

"So I want you to have fun and not regret anything.”

Percy kissed Nico's cheek and he finally relaxed, as if the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders.

***

Percy kissed Nico's cheek and he finally relaxed, as if the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders.

Yes, he felt light because Percy was holding him, keeping him safe. 

“Oh!” Nico couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips; Percy's hands moved up his back, caressing slowly and entered inside his open shirt, eliciting another moan from him. Percy's lips slid to the side and then, they were there, at the corner of his mouth, kissing and nibbling and-- No! He knew exactly what Percy was doing! Percy wanted him to lower his head, to agree with everything while Percy had his fun. Percy wanted him to wait until the man felt the urge to see him again. He refused to let another man manipulate him, even if it was through the best torture tactic.

"No, I can't do that." Nico said, letting go of Percy. He took a step back and a deep breath, and said more forcefully: "I won't! Do you think I'm going to stay quiet while you do whatever you want?”

"Nico, I said you can--”

"You don't own me! I don't need your permission!”

"Nico, of course not. I'm just asking for a chance to work things out.”

"I don't want-- I never wanted… you… you're just like all of them!”

Percy didn't seem to hear him. Percy took a step forward and he took another step back, then another and another until his back hit the wall. The strange thing was that Percy didn't do what Nico imagined, not like Will usually did, cornering him and making him feel suffocated. No, Percy took his hands and tried to smile, but it was such a shaky smile that Nico found himself stopping fighting Percy.

"It's okay, baby. Can you breathe with me?”

"Breathe?" He asked without understanding.

"Please.”

Percy looked on the verge of tears, so he complied. Nico took a deep breath and let it out, slow and easy, and only then did he realize how tense he was, and he calmed down immediately.

"I… I was having a panic attack?" Nico asked. Percy nodded and tried to smile at him again.

The interesting thing was to realize that Nico didn't feel bad like he usually did. No, Nico felt light and calm. That's why he didn't fight this time, he let Percy take him to the bed and help him put on sweatpants, a loose t-shirt came next and socks too. Percy dressed him, item by item, and he found himself lying against the bed frame, his head resting on Percy's shoulder and a movie playing on the television in front of the bed. He knew Percy was saying something, that his head was resting on his, that his big, warm hands were massaging the back of his neck in a pleasant way that made him want to sleep instantly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I never meant to make you feel this way. I'm the worst of men. I'm so impulsive. Annabeth's right, I'll never... I'll never be able to--”

"Der?" Nico found himself mumbling. His head was too light to understand what was happening. He just wanted Percy to feel what he felt right now.

"Are you okay?" Percy said in the same miserable tone.

"Hmm. Sleep with me." Nico crawled down on the bed and rested his head on Percy's chest, under his heart. His hands found Percy's waist and Nico closed his eyes once more, feeling himself melt. Nico loved the way Percy smelled, the way Percy always seemed to run hotter than him, most of all, he loved those rare moments when Percy showed that vulnerability, that uncertainty, usually so well hidden.

"Nico, I need--”

"Tomorrow. Tomorrow you can say whatever you want. Today, we sleep.”

Nico closed his eyes one last time and sighed, soon he could hear nothing but the sound of Percy's heart slowing down.

Chapter XXXII

That was another morning where everything seemed like a distant and fantastical dream. The light entered weakly between the blinds, birds sang softly and Nico felt himself floating, comfortable, being hugged from behind, very tightly, in the way he would never admit he liked the most; it was Percy who breathed against his neck, while the blanket kept the cold away, giving a greater touch of illusion.

So this was it, right? This was what he could have if he chose to… what?… Stay? Wait for Percy? No, this was the goodbye, sweet and treacherous, giving Nico a taste he knew he couldn’t have.

“Are you awake?” Percy murmured softly against his earlobe, brushing his lips over the sensitive skin.

Nico took a deep breath for a moment, feeling himself go from zero to one hundred, and let it out slowly. It wasn't fair. Maybe he had moaned, or maybe it had been Percy; it was hard to tell when Percy was so close to him, pressed against his back, the thin clothing between them not stopping Nico from feeling all of his desire, so close together, in that almost too intimate way, even their breaths came out synchronized, fast, almost panting, almost...

"Now, I am." He then murmured, trying to control himself.

“Good,” Percy told him, his sleep-husky voice telling him everything he needed to know. Percy was never satisfied. A kiss would never be enough, a touch would do little to quell his restlessness, and the shiver that ran up Nico’s spine even less so, none of it would make him happy until… No, Percy needed to hear it, needed to taste the pleasure against his skin and experience… oh… experience his hands moving down Nico’s shoulder and down to his abdomen and…

"Percy." He warned, panting but holding his ground like Nico rarely did. Even if he felt Percy was as anxious as he was or if he wanted, perhaps more than Percy, for this between them to happen, this damn torture would finally end.

“I wanted to apologize,” Percy said again, as if nothing had happened mere seconds ago. “I never meant to put you in this position.”

"I know." Nico sighed, exhausted and anxious. Excited. He turned, relaxing, and looked into the eyes he loved to watch so much.

But this was the end, the farewell, and for that reason, only for that reason, he allowed himself to have what he wanted; he let his body lean against Percy's, molding them together like a puzzle that was finally complete, once again trying to fool himself, wishing he didn't know that all of this was wrong; only if Percy really insisted, forced him just a little more and they both let the blame fall on Percy, just this once, giving him that false reason and allowing his rationalization to convince himself that all of this was Percy's fault and never his own, so Nico could finally, finally...

"Nico. Matt. Teo. I think I like Teo more." Percy was smiling, that small, genuine smile that somehow always broke his heart and made him want to stay by his side for the rest of his life.

Percy touched his face and then everything self-destructed, a house of cards crumbling, that smile squeezing his heart, making juice out of what was left.

"You're horrible. I hate you." But even that sounded false.

"I love you too." Percy said. A whisper, a confession. Something that seemed true in that intimate stillness translated into the form of a caress, in the touch of Percy's fingers that intertwined in his hair and of his lips, wet and firm, that finally touched his.

It wasn't at all what Nico expected, this attitude didn't seem to come from the one who spent the last two months chasing him until he couldn't think of anything else. No, they were the most gentle and careful that Nico had ever tasted; sweet and soft kisses, pressed against his in a way so light that he didn't know it existed, brushing slowly and nibbling them just to make him sigh, encouraging him to open his mouth so they became even slower, slowing down their cadence and stopping, but keeping their lips glued together.

Percy didn't try to force anything more intense or try to ease the situation, as was his custom. Percy just kept smiling and stroking his hair, looking at him with such affection that Nico had no choice but to stare back. There was no safe place he could hide from this fact; he loved Percy Jackson and he was leaving him before that feeling could even finish blooming.

That was how his last morning at the Jackson-Chase house ended, with a cuddle, a kiss and a tight hug, Percy's hands massaging his hair and lulling him into that false sense of security until the time for lunch with the family approached, taking Percy away from Nico, leaving him frozen in a desert he had never felt before meeting Percy.

But it was all right, he thought, wiping away the tears that were falling, the last ones that would fall because of him. Nico finished putting on his clothes, fixed his hair and washed his face. He picked up his backpack that had been lying on the floor since the day before and left Percy's room, entering the room where he had stayed during those nights to finally pick up his clothes scattered on the floor, returning the ones he had borrowed and going down the stairs where the children and Annabeth were waiting for him.

***

“Can’t you stay a little longer?” Alice said, catching him off guard. She rarely asked for anything, so independent and unaffectionate, but always attentive.

"It's getting late. I need to wake up early. You understand, don't you?" Nico touched her long black hair and looked into her green eyes that were now filled with tears. "You can visit me whenever you want.”

"It won’t be the same. We won’t eat together or watch TV anymore. Dad will be sad and Logan will whine for a whole month.”

"Don't be like that. Everything will be fine. It's part of growing up. Not everything goes the way we want.”

"Grandma keeps saying that. You two look so much alike.”

Nico smiled at Alice and ran his fingers through her hair, very doubtful.

"Don't you trust me? You can visit me as soon as I'm done moving.”

"Do you promise?" She looked at Nico with her eyes wide open and wet, all tearful, in the perfect example of innocence.

Yeah, it seemed like the whole family had manipulation in their blood. Which made him smile even more.

“I promise.”

He reached down and hugged Alice tightly, feeling her squeeze him back with all the strength she had.

"Enough." Annabeth's voice reached them, she was walking in her high, thin heels, strutting elegantly. She was carrying a sullen Logan, while Percy followed them at a safe distance, looking at his own shoes and seemingly oblivious to everything that was happening around him. That was what had happened during lunch; Percy had been by his side and, at the same time, had been somewhere far away from him.

"Come on, say goodbye to Nico. He has to go.”

"I'll miss you. Don't forget your promise." Alice told him, now looking like a clone of her mother.

Alice gave Nico another tight hug and pulled away, forcing Nico to blink his eyes, his throat suddenly tight. No, he said he wouldn't cry anymore. But then Logan reached out and, still in Annabeth's lap, wrapped his small hands around Nico's neck and sobbed.

"Logan, don't do this. I'm going to live even closer, isn't that good?”

"No! You won't be our mother anymore!”

"Er… when was I your mother? Isn't she right here?" Nico looked at Annabeth and she just rolled her eyes impatiently. It seemed like he was the one who was most uncomfortable with this whole conversation. So what came next was what really ripped his heart out of his chest.

"You… you don’t have to go… you can be our second mother and no one has to leave.”

This time even Annabeth gasped, and Nico found himself frozen in front of the exit door.

"Honey, Nico isn’t leaving because of you." The implication of whose fault it was was pretty obvious. But even so, Percy said it all calmly and softly as he moved closer to Logan, trying to comfort him.

"So… so… he’s leaving because of you!" Logan practically shouted.

Nico felt like he was losing his breath, although it was different from other times. Percy was calm, while Annabeth didn't seem to know what to do. Relieved, he saw Percy pick Logan up and simply start rocking him, massaging his back and lulling him slowly. He didn't think he had ever seen Logan, much less Percy, act like this; Percy seemed to be on autopilot and Logan turned into this rebellious teenager right before his eyes.

“Say goodbye, Logan,” Percy murmured in that soft, gentle voice, and finally looked at Nico.

"I’m sorry, Nico. Dad’s right. I…" he gasped as a sob escaped, trying to smile. "… we’ll miss you.”

At that, Logan and Alice waved as Percy tried to smile. Percy turned with Logan in his arms, grabbed Alice's hand, and marched into the house, not turning back until he was gone down the hallway.

Silence, only silence remained and a strange tightness in his chest, an unfamiliar vacuum, a feeling of emptiness like he had never experienced before. And of course, Annabeth. She still watched everything silently, but she didn't mock; Annabeth didn't even seem happy now that the obstacle had been removed. She seemed as shocked as he was.

“I know this won’t fix things.” She held out a small velvet box to him, and Nico accepted it. “It’s a gift from me and Percy to show our gratitude.”

He opened the box and found a silver and gold watch, delicate but still masculine. Nico had no idea how much it cost.

"Thank you. You didn't need to." He said mechanically. There was no room for anything else.

"I hope you can keep in touch with the children.”

"Of course." Nico felt better talking about them. "I was serious.”

He took the bag from his shoulders, unzipped it and took out a piece of paper. With a pen he wrote down his phone number and handed it to her.

"It’s better if you call me? I should be ready in three days. If they want…”

"Of course." Annabeth smiled at Nico and accepted the note. All he could do was nod quickly and turn his back on her. The faster he got out of there, the less he would be tempted to change his mind. The good news was that Ethan was already waiting for him, he would take him to the exit for the last time towards his future.

Bonus

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I wished I didn't have to do this. Why couldn't I just hop on a bus and go to my interview with the college dean? But no, first I had to be a good boy and say goodbye to my family. But who was making me, hmm? Was there a force pushing me and keeping me in place? What if I--

"Look who showed up.”

Now it was too late. The one who opened the door was Hades. He had his arms crossed and was looking down at me, his almost two meters of height and eyes as black as night judging me as always, disappointed with what they saw.

"Yeah, I'm going to college tomorrow. I thought I'd pay a visit.”

"At least you still have responsibility to your family.”

Hm, interesting. But that was all we both said. I looked at Hades and Hades looked at me. That is, until he stepped away from the door, allowing me to see my brothers who were right there, hidden behind Hades. When they saw me, Bianca and Hazel came running and hugged me tightly at once, knocking the air out of my lungs.

"You came!" Hazel said.

"Finally." Bianca murmured more restrainedly.

"Come in. The food will get cold.”

And so, I was pulled into the house, where Maria and Luke were waiting for me with open arms.

Hello, how are you? We've finally reached the end of the first story arc! I'm going to take a break for two or three weeks, and we'll be back with the second arc soon. While we rest, how about leaving a comment? It could be the chapters you liked best, a specific scene or a comment or suggestion about the characters. Your opinion is always very welcome.

a dream by the lake

happy 2025!!

I bet the person who said to the TV Producer “Hey, let’s let the unknown guy from Kazakhstan go first. How bad could that turn out?” got fired so hard for this. Turn on the sound. You will NOT regret it. For those who don’t know, this is a singing competition in China in 2017. They brought in the best singers around China and decided to bring in a “Wild Card” to spice up the competition. That wild card was Dimash Kudaibergen. No one was ready for him. And the look of absolute SHOCK on the other contestants faces is a joy.

THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME - PERCY/NICO AU HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPTER XXV

Hi, how are you? This chapter is a direct follow-up to the previous chapter. If I remember correctly, it has something to do with silk… +18!

Have a good read!

CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / CHAPTER III / CHAPTER IV / CHAPTER V / CHAPTER VI / CHAPTER VII / CHAPTER VIII / CHAPTER IX / CHAPTER X / CHAPTER XI / CHAPTER XII / CHAPTER XIII / CHAPTER XIV / CHAPTER XV / CHAPTER XVI / CHAPTER XVII / CHAPTER XVIII / CHAPTER XIX / CHAPTER XX / CHAPTER XXI / CHAPTER XXII / CHAPTER XXIII / CHAPTER XXIV

Percy couldn't stop asking himself, did Nico have any idea how obedient he was? It wasn't normal, he was sure of that.

Percy had met many subs up until that point and none of them, no matter how much they swore eternal servitude, none of them obeyed him without hesitation. He had the impression that for most people submitting to others was just part of the fun, and as soon as it wasn't so fun anymore, that submission would disappear in the blink of an eye. That’s the real reason he had refused to accept anyone other than Nico; if Percy was willing to commit himself completely, total obedience was the least he expected to receive in return, during sex and outside of it.

That turned out to be the only reason he would get down on his knees in front of someone, although being able to touch Nico wrapped in silk would change his mind very quickly any other day. Nico had even shaved from head to toe, smelling nice and soft. Hands holding the sheets above his head and legs spread, Nico moaned. Indeed, a beautiful gift decorated with a silk bow. And if Nico was his to have, Percy would do as he pleased. He would make Nico understand how things worked here, exactly as Nico had written in the diary.

It was so fast that Percy didn't even have time to prepare himself. Nico arched his spine and writhed all over, cumming in his mouth. Maybe he had gone too fast, too soon. Nico wanted to surprise him, didn't he? Then Nico would get a surprise too.

“So beautiful. That was fast.” Percy said, seeing Nico's reaction to his voice.

Percy had discovered that if he talked to Nico during sex, it was easier to keep Nico present in the moment instead of letting him get carried away on endorphins. Percy liked to see when Nico got carried away too, but for what he was going to do, it was better for Nico to be conscious. Or as conscious as possible.

“Do you think you can take it one more time?”

“Hm?” Nico murmured, slightly lost. He blinked slowly and looked in his direction, docile and submissive.

“Do you remember your word? Repeat it for me.”

“Pie.”

“Good boy. Now, I want you to hold here.” Percy took Nico's hand to his hair and made him grab it.” If it's too much, pull hard or use your word. Do you understand?

Nico nodded and opened his eyes wide, seeming to understand what was happening. Still, Percy waited a few moments and only when Nico spread his legs wider did Percy lower his head again. 

He placed Nico's legs on his shoulders and gave his semi erect cock a long lick, starting at the base and licking the short length until he reached the little head, now slightly reddish. He sucked the tip, using his tongue to gently brush there and then, he enveloped it completely, going down to the base. Nico was so soft that Percy wanted to bite it, so small and cute, knowing that the member would never reach his throat, fitting perfectly on his tongue.

He heard a long moan, feeling Nico grow a little in his mouth, and yet, that was one of the most comfortable blowjobs he had ever given in his life. Not that Percy had given many, but... it was fun. It even seemed like no one had done that for Nico before him, if it were for the way Nico moaned, which was a shame. Better for him, so he could enjoy this unique moment knowing he was the first one. Anyway, he would make Nico understand who had the power there; if Nico had decided to provoke him, he would have to face the consequences too.

Percy heard another moan, this one much deeper, and looked at Nico, pressing his lips together as he moved down Nico's member once more. The little boy was still wearing the top of his lingerie, a pink bra, with an almost transparent texture, that stretched across his chest, highlighting his erect nipples. The thong, a small triangular piece of fabric as transparent as the bra, was held up by one of his long, soft legs. And in that, Nico was right. Percy liked pretty things, but he had never thought that something so feminine would catch his attention like that. Then he heard another moan, seeing Nico's chest rising and falling faster, his legs wrapping around Percy's neck, his grip on his hair firmer, but still delicate.

Should Percy help him out? Yes, that's what he was going to do. Percy pulled away for a moment, wet his fingers with saliva, and then slid them down, finding Nico's entrance that was pulsing uncontrollably.

“This was missing, hm? I know how much you like it.” Percy massaged the wrinkled skin for a few moments and then his fingers entered, sliding inside without any problems.

Today Nico was full of surprises. The little boy bent over and again, he squealed at the top of his lungs, not giving Percy time to prepare himself; Nico moaned for a long time, pulled his hair and came on Percy's face, hitting him on the nose and cheekbone, feeling the liquid run down his neck. It hadn't been much, but it had been enough to leave a viscous trail on his skin.

“Hm.” Was all Percy said, feeling a sense of revenge rise.

Percy wanted to laugh and comfort Nico at the same time. Although Nico hadn't stopped him or said anything, Percy could see how overstimulated the little boy was, his member becoming quite red. Nico had always had sensitive skin, but Nico getting aroused over and over again made the experience even better. However, nothing compared to the moment when Percy looked up and saw the first tears fall, slow and hot, while Nico remained lying on the bed, breathing fast, his face contorted in a mix of pain and pleasure, looking lost in confusion.

“My baby is doing great. Can you get one more, can't you? Just one more?”

Nico whimpered and opened his mouth only to close it on a moan, this one low and needy. Percy had started to move his fingers, opening him again, slowly and unhurriedly.

“Does it feel good? Hm? That's my boy. Slow.”

Percy couldn't resist and slid up until he found Nico's lips, kissing him while his hand continued to move inside Nico, two fingers turning into three, going deeper and finding that little spot that made Nico shudder, now grunting, being overcome by pain. Or so it seemed to Percy. Nico was cumming again, his small member pulsing between them and releasing a few drops that ran down the length, stopping at the base.

“Good boy. So obedient.” He said and kissed Nico once more, deepening the kiss.

Percy pulled Nico up and pressed him against the pillows, watching Nico struggle with the intense sensations. It was perfectly normal, the shivers and the tears, the breathlessness. Percy knew this because he had experienced what it was like to be a submissive. How could he dominate if he didn't know what it was like to be dominated?

It wasn't important, no one needed to know that. So Percy pulled Nico against his chest and began to comfort him. He massaged Nico's hair and pulled a blanket over him, letting Nico cry as much as he wanted. He allowed Nico to wrap his arms around his neck and rest his head on his shoulder, curling up against him and… and then Nico sighed, his features relaxing almost miraculously, like a contented, content baby in his parents' arms. Now, why Percy felt like he had failed was beyond him.

“I'm… a good boy… now?” Percy heard Nico whisper against his neck, hugging him tighter.

“You always are.”

“So… why… why… was I being punished?”

“Do you think this is a punishment?” Percy said, letting the question hang in the air for a few moments, stroking Nico’s back.

“Hm… I don’t think so.”

Ahg! How could he scold Nico or teach him a lesson, when Nico was acting like this, all cute and delicate, sounding so vulnerable that it made him feel like a monster?

“Baby, I don't like it when people surprise me.”

“I know… it’s just… I bought this and… I wanted to hurry things along! Then you gave me the choker and…”, Nico stopped talking, like he had remembered something and calmed down again. “I thought you would like it. I didn’t know you would be so mad at me.”

“I'm not mad.” Maybe he was annoyed at first, now all that was left was pleasure and contentment. “Let me know next time, okay?”

“Yes, Percy. What can I do to apologize?”

That's when the punch in the gut came. Nico turned in his arms and faced him, showing him his teary eyes and reddened mouth, looking sincerely remorseful.

Gods! Percy had forgotten how manipulative Nico could be.

“I swear, I just wanted to--”

“Enough, Nico. You are forgiven.”

“Am I?” Nico pouted cutely and put her arms around Percy’s neck again. “So why didn't you fuck me?”

“Is that why you think it’s a punishment?” Percy said, shaking his head. Nico was unbelievable.

“And isn't it?”

Percy wanted to laugh. He did just that. He hugged Nico tightly and laughed like a maniac, feeling the tension leave his body. He had made Nico cum to the point of pain and what Nico didn't like was that he hadn't fucked him?

“Then…?”

“Then, what?”

“Will you?”

“Nico!”

“You're hard… I thought we could.”

“Doesn't it hurt?”

Ah. There it was! The blush spread across Nico's face and down his neck faster than Percy could process, Nico trying to shrink back against his shoulder, escaping the question.

“Answer me.”

“Maybe. Just a little.”

“Well, well. Do we have a masochist here?”

“What?” Nico raised his head and looked at him with his chin held high, his shyness quickly disappearing. “I didn't ask you to stop. You stopped because you wanted to!”

By now, his reaction was automatic. Percy pulled back the blanket and smacked Nico's ass, hearing the satisfying smack echo through the room. And Nico? The little devil merely groaned and glared at him, returning to his normal, calm behavior.

“You asked me to pull your hair if it was too much for me. And I didn't. I thought it was obvious.”

“Baby, give me a break. We'll get there.”

“I don't care about that. You didn't hurt me. That's all, you know? I liked it. But if you want to…” Nico shifted in Percy's lap and pressed himself against the bulge there over his jeans.

Percy was so lucky. He didn't deserve someone so perfect.

***

“I don't care about that. You didn't hurt me. That's all, you know? I liked it. But if you want to…” Nico shifted in Percy's lap and pressed himself against the bulge there over his jeans.

Percy was so lucky. He didn't deserve someone so perfect.

“If you want it, prove it to me.”

Percy wasn't serious, not really. Anyone in Nico's shoes would be at least sensitive, right? Percy just couldn't believe what he was seeing. Nico looked down, seeming uncertain, and then looked back at him, begging with his eyes.

“Can I?”

“Of course, baby.”

“I was thinking… if I’m your baby, you have to be my papá, right?”

Percy thought he was having an aneurysm, it had to be it.

“Your papá?” Percy murmured weakly, feeling his legs go weak.

“Mio papá.” Nico confirmed, snuggling into him, kissing his cheek. “It's a fair trade. Il tesoro e il papá.

In the end, Nico smiled at him all angelic and slid off his lap, and as if it were something natural, he knelt between Percy’s legs, now looking very closely at the volume that was there.

“Papá, it's so big. I don't know how it fits.”

Percy had to laugh, Nico sounded almost innocent and curious, like a real baby. Not that babies and their parents did that kind of thing. Was this another fantasy of theirs? The little boy and the protective daddy? Now that Percy thought about it, that was their case. Either way, Nico didn't seem interested in talking.

The little boy placed his hands on Percy's legs and massaged him slowly through his clothes, long enough to see the bulge increase.

“Can I really?” Percy confirmed, what else could he do? Nico looked so handsome, wearing lingerie chosen especially for him. The least Percy could do was make sure Nico would also leave satisfied.

Percy unzipped himself, reached inside his pants and pulled his cock out. Well, he wasn't smiling anymore, feeling himself relax, trying not to show how just the image of Nico kneeling at his feet affected him.

“Do you like what you see?”

“You rarely let me touch you.”

And touch was what Nico did. He held the base and brought his lips to the head, kissing it slowly. He licked the tip and slid down even more slowly, pressing his lips together as he went.

“Is that okay? Is it good?”

No, Percy wasn't okay at all. Nico had spoken with his lips still pressed against his skin, moving his hands as he looked up at Percy. It would be best if they end this now before something more... intense happened.

“That’s great. Why doesn't my baby come here?”

Nico went, of course, exactly like the well-behaved baby that he was.

Nico stood up, and surprising him, sat on his lap, holding his cock once again.

“Can I? Please?”

Percy didn't have much time to respond, because in the next moment, Nico opened his legs wider and guided Percy’s member to his own entrance.

It was like coming home after a tiring day and being greeted by your favorite person in the whole world. Nico moaned softly, rocked slowly and then the head entered, sliding inside the tight and almost dry place. Well, Percy thought they would have no problem with that, Nico didn't even wait for a few seconds before starting to rock on top of him, with each movement going a little deeper, letting his member open the way.

“Baby… ah… you're going to hurt yourself-- ah.”

This was too much for Percy. He grabbed Nico around the waist and turned them over on the bed, getting the rest of the way in and sinking into Nico's body, who was now sprawled on the mattress, back against the sheets, moaning without shame.

“I like it!” Nico whimpered, wrapping his legs around Percy, his head thrown back.

“So, why are you crying, hm?”

Maybe they should stop. It was clear that Nico was at his limit, and he was getting there himself. Although it was much more psychological than physical.

“Please, Papá. I want you to cum inside me. I swear, you're not hurting me.”

Percy had promised that he would trust Nico's judgment, even when he was in this state, high on endorphins. Percy had tried, and for that, no one could blame him.

“Okay, baby. Slow down.”

Slowly, as slowly as Percy could, he began to move inside Nico. Small, aborted movements, short enough to make Nico arch his spine and squeeze his feet tighter around him. And if Percy himself hadn't been watching Nico's reaction, he wouldn't have believed it. Nico was erect once more, but he was moaning like he were dying, tears streaming down his delicate features. Which was contradictory, since the expression on his face told a different story, reflecting pure ecstasy.

“Papá.” Nico murmured and suddenly, he tensed completely, almost jumping out of bed.

Percy had no other choice, he held Nico in his arms, keeping him pressed against the bed and let himself go. He never imagined that an orgasm could be so exhausting.

***

“Did you like it?” Percy found himself asking.

They were once again under the blankets. He held Nico against his chest, staying as close to Nico as he could while he waited for his breathing to return to normal. The difference was that now Nico refused to let him move, not even to get a clean towel. The little boy remained under his body, face pressed against his chest and eyes closed in pleasure, legs and arms wrapped around him with the most content expression Percy had ever seen.

“Hmm?” Nico's response was a soft moan, his hands sliding down Percy's back, delicate like the sweetest caress, seeming to count the vertebrae of his spine.

It was relaxing, Percy could admit that. A slow movement that almost lulled him with his gentle touch, comforting him without Percy even knowing he needed to be comforted.

“The lingerie.” Percy explained, letting himself relax a little more, feeling himself sink against Nico's body. It made him think that, been so close, they would end up merging into one, exactly like two sides of the same coin.

“I liked it,” Nico murmured, his voice muffled against Percy’s neck, his breathing finally calming. “We should do this more often.”

“Hm.” Percy liked that idea. He liked it a lot. He especially liked how Nico was completely sincere in those moments after orgasm, when his mental barriers ceased to exist and everything was colorful and beautiful. “What about college, have you thought about it?”

“Per.” Nico complained without any shame.

Unlike what Percy was used to, he saw Nico push him by the shoulders and look at him, pouting angrily. Of course, Nico pushed him just enough to show his disapproval before he hugged him again and pulled him down back again, Percy practically crushing Nico's body beneath his.

“It's important.”

“No! You said you were going to decide everything for me.”

“Nico!”

Percy found himself laughing, feeling his entire body shake with the effort, Nico shaking with him, seeming even less approving. He didn't even see the need to scold Nico for the scream of frustration.

“Baby, don't do this to your Papá, okay?”

“Oh.” Nico said and suddenly, he buried his face in Percy’s neck once more, going back to massaging his back. “I don't know. What do you think?”

“Nico.”

“I want to know what you think about this. What do you want to do?”

Well, when Nico spoke like that, softly and so politely…

“It would be easier to stay close to home. Sally won't be working forever.”

“Oh.” Nico said again, as if the thought had never crossed his mind. “I know family is important to you.”

“What you want is also important.”

“Okay, I understand. But…” Nico hesitated for a moment, seeming to choke on his words. “It doesn’t matter to me. I just want to be with you. It doesn’t matter where.”

Percy knew all of this, he was tired of knowing, but not enough to say something that would make Nico try even harder to be that perfect person he thought he needed to be.

“So if I said we'll never go to Italy, is that okay? That I'll never let you see your family?”

Nico nodded and curled closer into his chest, and even though Percy couldn't see it, he could feel the sadness radiating off of Nico.

“Baby, I don't mind doing these things for you. Small decisions that don't affect our lives. I don't want you to regret it in the future because you allowed someone else to live your life for you.”

“You never did that.” Came the almost soundless whisper. “I never regret anything when you decide things. But when I decide? Everything turns into a mess.”

“Nico.”

“No, don't try to lie. That's the truth. I think it's better for you to decide these things, it's safer.”

“What about marriage? Are you going to let me decide everything too?”

This made Nico pause for a moment, and Percy felt relieved immediately. This meant that it wasn't a blind decision, because even though Nico was letting him take the reins of the situation, it was still a conscious decision that Nico made.

“I... I think... we can get married at Nona's house? It's very beautiful, it even looks like a painting.”

“Of course, baby. Whatever you need.”

“Can we also invite Clarice to be my Bridesmaid?”

Percy nodded, listening to Nico mumble one request after another, and with each word spoken, relief spread throughout his entire body. It was good to know that they weren't completely codependent on each other and that, in truth, this was just another choice. Even if, deep down, it felt like they had no choice at all.

Feeling genuinely content, Percy pulled Nico further up on the bed, placed his head on the pillow and continued to listen to Nico tell him the details about the wedding, his hesitation fading with every second he spent with Nico.

Thanks for reading!

Nico and Percy

Okay so I’ve received a lot of asks about Nico and Percy and how Percy treated Nico and someone else sent me a link to a post that had more stuff.

90% of the stuff I’ve seen is either inaccurate or taken out of context.

Lets start with the choking scene.

This scene happened right after Nico lied to Percy to trick him into coming to see Hades so that Nico could learn more about his mom. They were meant to go to the Styx in order to give Percy the Achilles Curse so they had a chance at winning the war. This resulted in Percy being locked up by Hades.

Nico did not intend for this to happen, but he did knowingly lie to Percy. Percy understandably did not trust Nico after that.

The mountain of darkness loomed above me. A foot the size of Yankee Stadium was about to smash me when a voice hissed: ‘Percy!’

I lunged out blindly. Before I was fully awake, I had Nico pinned to the floor of the cell with the edge of my sword at his throat.

‘Want – to – rescue,’ he choked.

Anger woke me up fast. ‘Oh, yeah? And why should I trust you?’

‘No – choice?’ he gagged.

I wished he hadn’t said something logical like that. I let him go. (The Last Olympian page 60).

As you can see, the initial action was taken before Percy was even awake. After he was awake, and got through his initial anger at the betrayal with Nico’s comment, he released Nico and they escaped.

He acknowledged silently later that he didn’t trust Nico anymore and Nico was aware that his actions meant he wasn’t trusted.

So the choking scene: not Percy being unreasonably cruel to Nico.

Threats is another common thing I see people bring up and… I’m genuinely baffled by that one. The closest I can think of is the scene I quoted above? But that doesn’t seem to fit? Anyone want to quote some threats Percy made to Nico? Because I don’t know any.

Next up! The claims that Percy said they should leave Nico to suffocate. Funnily enough he actually says the opposite, multiple times.

Percy stared at his jelly donut. He had a rocky history with Nico di Angelo. The guy had once tricked him into visiting Hades’s palace, and Percy had ended up in a cell. But most of the time, Nico sided with the good guys. He certainly didn’t deserve slow suffocation in a bronze jar, and Percy couldn’t stand seeing Hazel in pain.

“We’ll rescue him,” he promised her. “We have to. The prophecy says he holds the key to endless death.”

Is this first time kind? Not necessarily. But it’s certainly not saying to leave Nico. For multiple reasons, he didn’t deserve, Percy didn’t want Hazel to hurt, and (what he says outloud) Nico is an important figure in the war.

Percy also makes a comment later when they feared they’d be too late

The vision zoomed in again. Inside the jar, Nico di Angelo was curled in a ball, no longer moving, all the pomegranate seeds eaten.

“We’re too late,” Jason said.

“No,” Percy said. “No, I can’t believe that. Maybe he’s gone into a deeper trance to buy time. We have to hurry.”

Funny, this doesn’t sound like someone advocating to leave Nico to die. In fact it sounds like someone almost desperate to save him, or at least hoping strongly that they’ll succeed.

Interestingly there were comments about leaving Nico, but not from Percy. They came from Jason and Leo.

“Uh…” Leo shifted in his chair. “One thing. The giants are expecting us to do this, right? So we’re walking into a trap?”

Hazel looked at Leo like he’d made a rude gesture. “We have no choice!”

“Don’t get me wrong, Hazel. It’s just that your brother, Nico… he knew about bothcamps, right?”

“Well, yes,” Hazel said.

“He’s been going back and forth,” Leo said, “and he didn’t tell either side.” Jason sat forward, his expression grim. “You’re wondering if we can trust the guy. So am I.”

Hazel shot to her feet. “I don’t believe this. He’s my brother. He brought me back from the Underworld, and you don’t want to help him?”

Frank put his hand on her shoulder. “Nobody’s saying that.” He glared at Leo. “Nobody had better be saying that.”

Leo blinked. “Look, guys. All I mean is—”

“Hazel,” Jason said. “Leo is raising a fair point. I remember Nico from Camp Jupiter. Now I find out he also visited Camp Half-Blood. That does strike me as… well, a little shady. Do we really know where his loyalties lie? We just have to be careful.” (Mark of Athena page 125)

How interesting that they’re the ones making comments about leaving Nico…

Next of course I’ve heard the wonder bread brought up? And I had to key word search wonder bread in the books to figure out what that was about and it appears to be a single thought Percy had while they were trying to rescue Nico.

Nico started to crawl away, groaning. Percy wanted him to move faster and to groan less. He considered throwing his Wonder bread at him. (Mark of Athena page 357)

Percy did not actually throw the bread for anyone wondering, and I hardly see how the panicking thought of trying to get them all out of there and keep Nico from being noticed by the people he was escaping from is even something for you to hold against him.

Finally the thing I hear the most, Percy calling Nico creepy and spreading rumors.

Creepy is used in MoA 5 times, in HoH 2 times, and BoO 8 times.

In MoA it’s used by Percy once, and that time is describing Persephone’s garden, not Nico. This comment is also only made in his thoughts, not outloud.

Funnily enough Leo does mentally refer to Nico as creepy in MoA

Nico and Hazel shared a look, maybe comparing notes on their Hades/Pluto death radar. Leo shivered. Hazel had never seemed like a child of the Underworld to him, but Nico di Angelo—that guy was creepy. (Mark of Athena page 396)

In HoH it is used once by Jason in regards to Nico, not at all by Percy.

Nico gave him a thin, creepy smile. ‘Ah … that legend.’ (House of Hades page 164)

In BoO it’s actually used by Nico about himself.

By now, Will Solace realized just how creepy and revolting Nico di Angelo was. Of course, Nico didn’t care what he thought. But still …  (Blood of Olympus page 317)

And once by Reyna about Nico

Reyna had stitched up the gashes on his biceps, which gave Nico a slightly creepy Frankenstein look, but the cuts were still swollen and red. (Blood of Olympus page 140)

So uh, no Percy did not call Nico creepy. And I have found no evidence of Percy spreading rumors so like with the threats, feel free to find me quotes proving that claim.

Concluding all of this I will point out that prior to book 5 (TLO) Percy was doing everything in his power to find Nico and protect him. After book 5 Percy only had one physical altercation with him (when he was half asleep and right after the betrayal occurred) and otherwise did not hold it against him beyond having his trust broken. As time went on we know from Percy’s thoughts that he doesn’t trust Nico, but he makes no comments saying such and agrees to help rescue him and does everything he can to do so.

Their conflicts are understandable due to their history. Percy’s feelings on Nico are complicated but understandable and he has not let it interfere with their jobs, if anything it interfered in a negative way making them risk the quest to save Nico (though Nico was a key figure needed to succeed in the end).

Overall I don’t know where these claims come from beyond people wanting to find issues with Percy (to the point they make stuff up).