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Percy pouted as he looked over the domestic scene unfolding before his eyes. Estelle was surrounded by all the adults in the room: Sally, Paul, Nerites, and of course, Poseidon, who was holding her as if she were his own. The demigod crossed his arms as he watched his father coo at the baby.
It wasn’t like he was jealous, no - or well, not in that sense – but he was very much turned on by the sight. Poseidon was a dilf – there’s really no disagreement on that, may you ask anyone – and as such he looked ten thousand times even better holding a baby, acting like a real dad. The problem was, Percy wasn't supposed to be swooning over him. Especially considering he brought his boyfriend, the gorgeous Nerites with him. Percy didn’t have any beef with him – or at least only in his head, whenever jealousy hit him in a childish rage – what’s more he specifically got on well with the only male nereid, whenever they hung out.
Now Percy suspected Nerites had the same thoughts as him regarding Poseidon, because his gaze kept shifting from Estelle’s dimples and adorable curls to Poseidon’s biceps and chest that showed under his under-buttoned – surprisingly - plain white shirt, that complimented his sunkissed skin covered with his salt and pepper chest hair.
Percy had to gulp. It was a mouthwatering sight – you best believe.
“Alright, alright, she needs her afternoon nap now, and honestly, so do I.” Sally intervened, taking the sleepy-looking ‘Stelle from the god. Her lids were closing over her eyes and Percy suspected she was fast asleep by the time Sally reemerged from her room after putting her to bed.
“Well, I think I’m gonna join you on that nap,” Paul noted too, waving goodbye with his hand. Sally looked back at them three, before joining her husband in their bedroom.
“Can you do something about Percy?” she asked, and Percy nearly choked. “Use up all his energy, please?”
Poseidon laughed, finally turning towards Percy and he couldn't help but blush and look away. He caught Nerites’ knowing smile and coughed awkwardly. “We will.”
Percy almost choked again.
“It’s just I can see you practically buzzing with energy, and I know you won’t be able to keep quiet while we rest.” Sally explained, clearly fighting with a yawn. It won over her. “So go somewhere else, will you? Of course, if it’s not a burden to you?”
“Never!” Poseidon waved her off and smiled at Percy again.” I’ll bring him back on Sunday evening, okay? Let us have a whole weekend to bond!”
Sally nodded but Percy believed she wasn’t even comprehending the words now. She disappeared and Percy had to look at his dad again.
“What are we going to-?” He couldn’t exactly finish his sentence, before Poseidon – only after sharing an awfully suspicious-looking glance with Neri – was on him, lips pressed against his own. Percy yelped and his heart threatened to jump out his mouth – into Poseidon’s probably, as he was now pushing his tongue inside Percy’s, seeing he was too shocked to resist. It would have been a futile plan anyway. He practically melted in his arms, and let the god take the lead, enjoying the dominance he radiated.
“Not here, you impatient-“ Neri interjected, pulling Percy back to reality, and physically pulling Poseidon away. It was the older god’s turn to pout and Neri flashed him his tongue just before he dove in for a kiss himself. Percy was still too stunned – his dream just came true, after all, and he was considering whether this was just another awfully realistic maladaptive daydreaming episode, an actual dream or he died and this was his gift for saving the world: a weird hallucination of his most secret wish; either way, unbelievable nonetheless – and he let the nereid tongue-kiss him too.
“Heeey, leaving me out of the fun now?” Poseidon groaned and after Sally shouted out a “Quiet, please!” he pulled them both in for a hug and teleported them away to a beach house, where Percy got no real explanation as to why, but got definitely all he'd dreamed about.
For a whole fucking weekend.