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Nico stared into the shadows of the forest around him. They were a just a few minutes in to capture the flag, and he was trying to focus on the task at hand, though he was finding it somewhat difficult to keep his thoughts off of a certain very attractive, blonde, son of….
Shut up! Nico scolded himself mentally, shaking his head and readjusting his grip on his sword. He had to focus. He quickly redoubled his efforts and hunched slightly next to the tree by him. Carefully, he squinted into the darkness, looking for any enemy players he could ambush.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, an intense, blindingly bright light burned into Nico’s retinas, and he felt himself being quickly tackled and pinned to the ground. In the process, his sword skittered out of his hand and landed harmlessly in the grass. For a split second, Nico was scared it was an enemy or a monster that had tackled him, but as he felt the weight of the person on top of him, an abnormally warm hand slipped gently over his mouth and he quickly realized what had happened.
“Will!” Nico tried to protest after a minute. Unfortunately all that really came out was a muffled “mmmm!”
“Shhh, you’ll get us caught,” the blonde Apollo camper whispered in his ear.
Will’s breath tickled on his neck, and the younger boy shivered involuntarily. Yeah, like the blinding light flash hadn’t been obvious at all, Nico thought sarcastically.
“Come on, we’ve still got a little while before the game ends. I gave my team the slip, and they don’t know where I am,” Will said. “How about we go find somewhere a little more… private?” he finished suggestively.
He brushed his lips softly against Nico’s cheek, ear, and neck in turn as he talked, making it extremely difficult for the Hades camper to think straight.
“Or we could just stay here...” Will purred seductively against his skin. The hand not covering Nico’s mouth was gently caressing a piece the younger boy’s hair. Nico shook his head. He tugged on Will’s hand, and the older boy moved it so he could speak.
“If we stay here they’ll find us for sure,” he whispered. “We can go to my cabin. It’s empty.”
Above him, Will grinned and then got to his feet. As he was helping Nico up, the noise of a twig snapping made them both freeze.
“Hide!” Nico hissed urgently and they both dove for the nearest cover. It happened to be a (mostly) concealed bush, and they crammed themselves together to fit under it.
“Will? Are you out here?” a boy’s voice called. In the bush, Will put his hand over his mouth to stop from laughing.
“Yeah, come on we need your help!” another voice called. Nico raised his eyebrows at the boy beside him and was met with an icy blue mischievous glance and a gorgeous crooked smile.
“Ah, it’s no good!” the first voice said after another few minutes. “Come on, they’ll get our flag if we keep wasting time like this.”
“Fine,” the other voice huffed. “Have fun with your boyfriend, Will. I’m so glad he’s soo much more important than your own siblings!”
With that, the two campers broke into a run, heading back the way they’d come. At least, Nico supposed as much listening to their footfalls; he couldn’t exactly see much from where he was positioned. Nico hesitated for a few minutes longer.
“Reckon it’s safe to go to my cabin now?” he finally whispered to Will.
Will nodded and smiled brightly again, and they clambered out of the bush.
As soon as Nico was on his feet Will said “Race ya!” and took off running toward the dark black cabin just behind the trees.
Nico cursed and ran after him, careful to conceal himself in the shadows just in case any other campers were still nearby. When he got to the cabin, he found Will leaning casually by the door, tapping his foot like he’d been standing there all day. His breathing gave him away though. Nico just sighed and rolled his eyes as he discreetly opened the door, shooting furtive glances around the immediate vicinity to make sure no one saw what they were doing. Will quickly followed him in, and shrugged off his shoes at the door.
Nico pulled off his jacket and then immediately grabbed Will by the shirt collar, pushing him up against the wall and taking the blonde by surprise. Nico may have been shorter and smaller than Will was, but he was a hell of a lot stronger than he looked.
“That,” he said in a dark whisper, staring straight at the Apollo camper’s eyes, “was completely unfair.”
Normally, when Nico gave people the look he was giving Will now, they tended to cower and issue hurried apologies before promptly running away. Will, however just laughed a warm and musical sort of giggle before wrapping his arms around Nico’s waist and pulling him in closer.
“You loved every second of it,” he quipped back. His arms around him made Nico feel like he had just plunged into a Jacuzzi tub.
“Oh shut up, Solace” he said, and then he planted his lips onto Will’s.
He felt Will’s lips curve up a little, but he didn’t pause in kissing Nico back. He plunged a hand into Nico’s hair, making tingles shoot down the younger boy’s spine. Nico put his own hand on the side of Will’s cheek. Soon, both of them were breathing heavily, and Nico was slightly afraid his knees might give out, what with as jelly-like as they were feeling and all.
Suddenly, Will hoisted him up and hugged him against his body, and Nico wrapped his ankles around the boy’s waist instinctively. They kissed for a second, but then Will sidestepped a few paces over to the bed and leaned over so that Nico was on his back and Will was lying over top of him. Nico didn’t have much time to remember how to breathe before their lips locked again. He was starting to feel slightly light-headed and his heart hammered against his ribs. He pulled up on Will’s shirt and drug it off over his head, tousling the boy’s curly blond hair slightly. Will smiled at him and then slipped his hand softly inside Nico’s shirt as he kissed him, leaving traces of pleasant fire across his skin. Nico was just about to the point of taking off his own shirt when the door to his cabin suddenly burst open and his body seemed to freeze into stone.
“Nico! Are you in here? We w—, oh!” a tall, black haired figure said from the doorway as he caught sight of Nico and Will.
Will immediately shot up and grabbed his shirt, fumbling with it for a minute, before yanking it over his head without pausing to look at it. It was on backwards.
“Umm, if this is a bad time…” Percy trailed off, but he had a huge leering smirk on his face, and his sea-green eyes were dancing with humor. Will looked like he might keel over from embarrassment at any moment, and he stared at his feet while his cheeks burned a bright red.
“Out,” Nico said as soon as he found his voice. “Out, OUT!” he screamed at Percy, giving the son of Poseidon his absolute best, murderous glare. If Percy didn’t leave soon, Nico wasn’t sure he’d be able to stop himself from throttling him.
“Sure, sure,” Percy said easily, still smirking. He quickly turned toward the door, but he paused and waggled his eyebrows for a second at Nico, saying “you two be good now.” He then had the nerve to wink at Nico, and was very lucky he shut the door when he did, because a second later, Nico’s heavy boot smacked the door exactly where Percy’s head had been.
“I will kill him,” Nico muttered darkly. “I swear to all the gods.”
To his surprise, Will suddenly burst out laughing. His cheeks were still a little pink, but other than that he seemed to have recovered from his embarrassment. “Guess the gig’s up, eh?” he said to Nico.
“Yeah, guess so,” Nico said sullenly.
“Well, see ya around, Death Boy,” Will said, winking at him and smiling, and then he turned and walked over to the door.
“Wait,” Nico said, hopping up and walking over to Will.
The older boy turned and raised an eyebrow at him. There was still a glimmer of playfulness in his eyes.
“Uhh,” Nico said. Whatever train of thought he had had previously left him as he got close to the Apollo camper.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be back later,” Will said quietly, and then he leaned down and kissed Nico again for a few long seconds.
It wasn’t until the door was closed and Will was likely half-way back to his cabin that Nico wondered about what he said. He touched his lips as he collapsed back onto his bed. They were still tingling slightly, in a pleasant way, and he resigned himself to the fact that he was hopelessly smitten with the son of Apollo, and settled in for what sure to be a long night filled with thoughts of him.