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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Percy_Jackson_and_the_Olympians_-_Rick_Riordan, The_Heroes_of_Olympus_-
      Rick_Riordan
  Relationship:
      Jason_Grace/Percy_Jackson
  Character:
      Jason_Grace, Percy_Jackson, Nico_di_Angelo, Annabeth_Chase_(mentioned)
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, Alternate_Universe_-_Canon_Divergence,
      Slight_Canon_Divergence, Alternate_Universe_-_Boarding_School, handjobs,
      Blowjobs, Public_Sex, Pool_Sex, Underage_Sex, Percy_uses_his_powers_for
      the_greater_good, (And_I'm_not_sure_how_pools_work)
  Series:
      Part 1 of Not_What_It_Seems
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-07-16 Words: 2289
****** Poolside ******
by asterismos
Summary
     Jason goes to the pool to check on Percy. Things get a little carried
     away.
Notes
     This is the first work (because I had no other inspiration) in a
     series called "Not What It Seems", which will really just be a
     collection of one shots and short fics that take place in the same
     universe but under different circumstances at different times.
     * * *
     Chiron buys an old boarding school campus and has it renovated as
     Acropolis Academy. It's specifically for half-bloods who want to
     attend regular school but still stay close to camp. A lot of campers
     go there but not all.
     The rest will be explained as the series continues.
See the end of the work for more notes
 
The thing about Percy is that he stresses too much about the swim team.
Jason knows that Percy is usually a pretty laid-back, easygoing guy. So if he's
stressing about something, it's not usually a good sign. And the swim team has
become really important to him the past few months. Now, with regionals coming
up, it's not hard to tell why the guy's been swimming at odd hours of the
evening, practicing and overworking himself. But Jason knows what overworking
yourself can do to a person. So, being a good friend and all, Jason decides to
drag Percy out of the pool to go get some well-deserved rest.
When he gets to the pool, it's empty save for the person he'd come out to get.
He hears the rhythmic splash of water become louder as he made his way into the
room. The next time Percy comes up for air, he grabs a stopwatch and hit stop.
He glares at the device as if it'd personally done him wrong before resetting
it and preparing for another try.
"Percy," Jason says, startling the son of Poseidon. Percy has the ability to
keep his body dry underwater if he will it so, but clearly, he'd been more
focused on beating his old time instead. His wet hair clung to his forehead.
Droplets of water streamed down his cheeks and neck. Without meaning to, his
eyes followed their paths until they returned to their source.
"What?" Percy asks, panting. Jason sits down at the edge of the pool, tucking
his legs under him.
"It's almost curfew."
Percy huffs. "So? Regionals are next week. I don't have time to worry about
curfew."
"If you get caught, you won't even be going to regionals," Jason points out.
"You know the rules."
"I'll be fine. This isn't the first time I've come in here, you know? Nobody
comes here after Coach leaves, so there's nothing to worry about."
Jason shakes his head with a sigh. Percy's stubborn. Just like Nico, except
Nico's much easier to make amends with once you really get to know him. But
Percy? Percy doesn't go easy on anyone. The only person who can talk Percy into
something or out of something is his mother. Maybe Annabeth, too, but not since
their break-up. Since then, Percy has been overworking himself, avoiding nearly
all social interaction, and not listening to what anybody said. Jason once
considered calling his mother about it as a friend concerned for his wellbeing
but he isn't sure that Percy would appreciate it. After all, Jason's just a guy
who went on a quest with him and also happens to be very attracted to him.
Their common ground consists of being a child of the Big Three and recently
breaking up with their girlfriends upon realizing something they needed to
figure out on their own: they were not straight. (The timing of each of their
revelations is almost humorous.)
"Perce, you need to rest. Look at you. You're all pruney."
Percy makes an indignant sound at the back of his throat. "My pruney-ness is
none of your business."
"When your pruney-ness exceeds what's normal, I make it my business," Jason
says. "Come on, Percy. Let's just get out of here."
"I've got to keep practicing. And you're interrupting that."
"We can watch 'Finding Nemo' on the couch with Nico," Jason tries. This bribery
tactic almost always gets Percy. And when he laughs, Jason thinks he's won, but
he's wrong.
"Sorry, Jason."
Jason's shoulders slump. Percy doesn't look like he'll be giving in any time
soon if he refuses Finding Nemo. With a sigh, Jason concedes. As soon as he's
up and standing, however, a door in the locker room slams. Jason freezes.
"I thought you said nobody comes in here!" Jason hissed in a whisper-like voice
to Percy. The son of Poseidon looks equally shocked.
"Because nobody does!" But that's clearly not true because someone is headed in
here. "Get in here. I'll conceal us with the water."
"I don't—" But Percy doesn't wait for an answer. He pushes himself up, grabs
Jason's hand and tugs him under. Jason's not proud of how he acts next, but
with panic crawling up his throat, it's all he can do to not completely lose
it. He gasps in surprise and is even more surprised to find that he can
breathe. Percy is still holding his hand and doesn't let go, even when Jason
tries to retract it. Jason doesn't particularly mind.
"Holy Styx," Jason says.
Ignoring him, Percy continues. "I've got an air bubble around us. Trying to use
the water to hide us. I'm not sure if it's working but if we don't get pulled
out in the next few minutes, I think it's safe to assume we were fine."
Jason steadies his breathing as he looks around them. It begins to dawn on him
that's he's breathing underwater. "This is insane."
Percy grins. "I know."
For a moment, there's no sound but their breathing. Jason's never been this
close to Percy before — much less to a shirtless Percy. His eyes look
impossibly greener than usual, with a touch of blue from the water around them.
His lips are plump and a sickeningly sweet shade of pink.
He's not sure what actually brings him to do it. Between his internal panic and
slight curiosity, the only thing on his mind is how badly Jason wants to feel
those lips against his. He's curious as to how they feel, whether they're as
soft as they look. He really doesn't know what gets him to actually do it, but
without thinking, he leans forward and catches Percy's lips with his. Jason
learns, then, that Percy's lips are much, much softer than they look. He tastes
like mint and a bit of sea salt and chlorine. But Jason doesn't care. He's
elated.
Jason makes an appreciative sound at the back of his throat when Percy
overcomes his shock and kisses him back. He doesn't realize they're moving
until his back meets the wall of the pool. Percy's free hand finds Jason's
waist as he presses their bodies together. He doesn't bother hiding his
surprise when Percy's tongue greets his own. He responds eagerly, the hand not
holding Percy's reaching up and gripping his hair. All too soon, Percy pulls
away.
"Gods," he says. His lips shine from just being kissed. "You have no idea how
freaking long I've been waiting for that."
Jason smirks. "Oh, really?"
A mischievous gleam appears in Percy's eyes. He ruts once against Jason's
thigh, showcasing the hard-on he was now sporting. Jason whimpers, his cheeks
flooding pink.
"Really." Percy smirks this time, and Jason wonders if it's because he's just
noticed how hard Jason is. Whatever the reason, Jason whimpers again without
shame. And Percy attacks his neck. It isn't like him to be so submissive. Jason
was normally the dominant one in relationships. But Percy did things to him he
couldn't repeat, and he did it without even trying. And now, here he was,
willingly playing out just about every trope Jason's fantasies contained.
"May I?" Percy asks with a quirked brow and lopsided grin. It takes a minute
for Jason to realize he's tugging on the waistband of his jeans (because he
didn't have the chance to strip before he was pulled into the pool). Jason nods
absently, wondering where they would go. He gets his answer as Percy merely
tosses them — along with his shoes and socks — aside, letting them fall to the
bottom of the pool. Jason must look dubious because Percy laughs. "I'll fetch
them later, promise. Besides —" Jason gasps as Percy lightly palms his hard-on
through his boxers with the hand that had been holding his. "—aren't you more
worried about the task at hand?"
Jason doesn't answer. He doesn't need to, and anyway, he doesn't think he can.
Percy starts out like that — slowly palming him through this thin layer of
fabric. The touches are barely there and teasing. He realizes that he's not
kicking his legs and wonders how he hasn't drowned yet, only to remember he's
kind of with a son of Poseidon, who's probably doing something to keep them
both afloat. Not that he really cares. He's more focused on how Percy's lips
slot between and around his again. He shamelessly lets out moans as Percy adds
more pressure to his touches and resorts to Jason's neck — biting, kissing,
sucking.
Where are my hands? he asks himself suddenly. One is in Percy's hair. The
other... the other slowly makes its way to the waistband of Percy's swim
trunks. He slips a finger in by Percy's hips, staying there in a silent
question.
"Please," Percy groans. Unlike the son of Poseidon, Jason doesn't wait for
teasing. Without hesitation, he slips his hand inside the shorts and wraps a
hand around him. "Shit."
Jason's lips latch onto Percy's neck as he begins to stroke Percy at an
agonizingly slow pace. He notices the hand on his own crotch has stilled. He
rolls his hips against Percy's palm — a not-so-subtle reminder not to neglect
his own dick. Percy gets the message, but apparently, he's tired of Jason's
boxers (which are not printed with tiny Superman logos, mind you) because he
pulls them down. Jason takes the hint, using his legs to kick them off before
tugging Percy's down.
Being naked underwater is not a sensation Jason is familiar with, but he can
certainly get used to it. His entire body is hot with desire but the cool water
around him feels oddly satisfying. He doesn't get time to relish in the
feeling, though. Percy wastes no time in swatting Jason's hand away and
wrapping a hand around both their cocks, sending a jolt of pleasure through
Jason's body. They both moan as Percy picks up a steady pace. Their lips meet
again in a messy mix of lips, teeth and tongue. He can feel Percy's other hand
roaming his body before finally, it settles on his ass and squeezes gently.
"Your body is a wonderland," he sings, off-key and all sorts of crazy, right
there and then, never seizing his movements. Jason laughs, wholly and heartily,
until Percy picks up his pace and his laughter cuts into a low moan. He can't
believe Percy just did that, but he has no time to dwell on it. He feels a
familiar tightening in his gut and knows he's close. The pre-come leaking over
both their dicks is swept away in the water but he doesn't focus on that. He
thrusts upward into Percy's hand, the friction bringing him even closer to the
edge. Percy groans at that. "Fuck, Jason."
Percy comes, a long, drawn-out moan falling from his lips. He throws his head
back, exposing his Adam's apple. Jason loses it then, too, both of them
thrusting erratically into Percy's hand. As they come down from their orgasms,
Percy resorts to just holding Jason's hand again. Both of them stand (not
really stand but rather, float) there in silence, trying to catch their breath.
"Let's go up," Percy says finally. "I don't think we're going to get in
trouble."
There's a sort of smugness in Percy's voice, which causes a blush to rise to
Jason's cheeks. He's right, of course. Jason doubts anyone will be there now,
after all that time. And so they swim to the surface. As promised, Percy dives
back under to retrieve Jason's clothes which he shyly tugs on under the
surface. Percy does the same with his trunks. They climb out of the pool in
sync.
"Wait," Jason says, realization dawning on him. He stares at Percy with wide
eyes. "We just came in the pool."
Percy just laughs and gives Jason a gentle kiss he isn't expecting. "It's okay.
That's what filters are for."
"But... how does that work?"
"Don't worry about it," Percy says with a shrug. He takes Jason's hand and tugs
him to the locker rooms. "Let's go get cleaned up."
Except... they don't get cleaned up right away. They both have to shower and
get carried away. ("Someone's eager," Percy says when Jason drops to his knees
without hesitation. Jason smirks up at him and takes his head into his mouth,
causing multiple curses to leave the son of Poseidon's mouth.) Then they have
to get dressed and, luckily, Percy is able to dry Jason's clothes. As they walk
back to their dorms, they nearly get caught by Jason's dorm. Percy rewards him
for his quick thinking by blowing him in a closet of the first floor of the
dorm. ("Just returning the favor," the son of Poseidon tells him. One hand cups
his balls while he wraps his lips around Jason's cock and immediately takes as
much of Jason as he can. The son of Jupiter slaps a hand over his mouth in a
useless attempt to stifle his moans.) And when they finally part ways and Jason
finally gets back to his room, it's well past midnight and Nico is fast asleep
on the bed. When Jason comes in, however, Nico immediately wakes and, like a
concerned mother, interrogates him.
"What took you so long? It's past midnight. Why are your cheeks so red?" he
asks. "And why the hell do you smell like chlorine?"
"Took an involuntary swim," Jason answers, though he hopes and prays Nico
doesn't catch the dark blush flooding his cheeks. Thankfully, Nico questions no
further.
"At least you brought your key this time," Nico mutters and soon, he's snoring
again. Jason decides he won't mention that he lost his key and had just left
the door unlocked. He can't believe tonight just happened.
End Notes
     This is really my first time writing actual smut. Forgive me if I got
     anything wrong. (And Percy singing terribly underwater while getting
     Jason off is completely intentional.) All I know about sex is from
     reading [tons of] smut and hearing other stories off of Tumblr and
     stuff. So yeah. Not very experienced in that, uh, field.
     I know it's REALLY short, and I sincerely apologize for that. Like I
     said, first time writing smut. It's probably not the best.
     And give me feedback! I'd really appreciate feedback. Whether it be
     positive or negative, comments or just kudos — I appreciate all forms
     of feedback! Thank you for reading!
     Also, you should totally check out the novel I'm working on, Beyond
     the Trees: https://www.wattpad.com/story/75854686-beyond-the-trees-
     book-one
     I guarantee you will not regret it.
     All the love,
     Cass xx
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