Nico's POV

It just happened. I dont know why. I dont know how. But I didnt care because for once I felt accepted. I was still craddled in Percy's arms I turned my head to see the clock on the wall. It was 10:30. I got up, slowly, trting not to wake him. He's actually laying there omg. I decided to make breakfast. I found pancake mix and actually had blue food dye laying around. I made them and set the table. I poured us  orange juice. Minutes later he came walking down the hall and saw them.

"Oh gods Nico. You didnt ha-" This time I cut him short.

"Shut up and eat already."

So we ate.

"Nico these are AMAZING!"

I blushed again. And so we chilled on the couch for a bit. Percy's head was resting on my lap as we watched tv.We didnt speak a word of last night. Like it was to precious moment that if we spoke of it, it would wear it out. I looked down at his sparkling sea-green eyes. He looked up at me and we had the same idea. He scooped me up in his arms and sat down on my bed. I sat in his lap, facing him. It was happening again. One of those unspeakable, precious moments.

Percy's POV

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Again. It started out smooth. But we both hated it that way. I could tell by the way he was shifting in my lap. So I did what my little Ghost King wanted. My fingers danced across his back under his shirt. We both grabbed the hem of eachothers shirts and took them off. He leaned forward and pushed us down onto the bed. I grabbed him by the waist and flipped us so I was on top. I just stared down at his milky chocolate eyes.

"Im waiting to hear the magic words, my little Ghost King." So he spoke them.

"Percy.... do what you must.... to please your little King."

I smiled and propped myself on my elbows so I could kiss him. I planted kisses on his lips, his face, and started down his neck. He just laid there not doing anything. He was mine. He knew that. And I was gonna play with him. I searched for his sweet spot and after seaching around his collarbone, I found it. I kissed there and I felt him tense a tiny bit. I nibbled and sucked at his skin a bit and left a love bite or two. I heard him try not to moan but it failed.

"Keep going. I want to hear the satisfaction of my little King."

As I kept going, kissing and trailing my fingers across his body, I could tell he got a bit restless.

"Oh, let me enertain you if your getting bored."

And so I did. He no longer had his arms spread out for my to peck at. They were around my back, clutching me, trying to pull me in as I kissed, licked, and nibbled all around his collarbone. His nails digged into my back, I leaned in and started furiously making out with him. His nails dug deeper and eventually broke the skin. His quiet moans were the only thing I heard during that time. He got tired and tried to sleep.

"Remember tomorrow night you entertain me. Goodnight my little Ghost King."
Is it getting good or a bit too uh... sexual?