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Another specific flavour of Percicobeth where they're both dating Percy, albeit very separately from one another, and they don't really intermingle much, not because they don't want to, but because it's odd. Nico and Percy have this friends with benefits thing going on that Percy is very clearly trying to turn into a real relationship but Nico is refusing because he already thinks his existence in Percy's bedroom is crossing a line and while he knows Annabeth's okay with it, he also knows that she comes first and isn't looking forward to the day she changes her mind. He doesn't mind just sex, but anything more intimate than that scares him because it could leave if Annabeth ever changes her mind so he darts away from anything too soft and romantic just to keep his own sanity.

But she's supposed to be visiting her dad for two weeks and so Percy's convinced him to spend the time with him, no pressure, just some fun, and neither of them are paying much attention when the weather changes and Annabeth's flight changes a couple days earlier than anticipated. She manages to catch the alert a couple hours ahead of her new flight time and rushes to the airport, probably forgetting a sock or two, doesn't manage to update Percy until she's already landed and in a cab to their place.

She expects Nico to still be there. She doesn't expect them to be fucking the couch. Nico is on top and shiny with sweaty. His hair's all messed up and Percy is gripping him like he wants to permanently imbed his fingerprints into Nico's skin. There's a flush of hickeys all over his throat, his chest, trailing down to his leaking cock.

Nico is so far gone he doesn't notice her walking in. She doesn't know what to do, stuck standing in the doorway. She's aware she needs to close the door. So she does. Distantly she thinks she should probably be on the other side. It clicks but neither of them notice, too far gone in each other.

They come, one after the other, and she exhales shakily. Her bags are still gripped tight in her hands. Her palms hurt.

Percy is the first to notice her. He brightens up. Then panics when he realizes Nico is on top of him. It's not embarrassment - just worry for Nico. Throws a blanket over him. It's a throw that her dad got them as a housewarming gift, something to make the place pretty.

It does make Nico look pretty, she thinks. Warm and cozy, tucked around his shoulders. For about a second before he notices her and freaks out. Shadows kick up around him, grabbing at his clothes with black transparent hands and dragging him away before she can say hello.

She should've turned on the main lights when she walked in. Percy hates the "Big Light", doesn't turn it on if he can help it, prefers dim lighting and soft tones, but Annabeth likes harsh brightness, helps her see better. Illuminates her plans.

She keeps the main light off though, as Percy sits up, distress cresting his face. He doesn't like when Nico bails on him. Doesn't want it to be just sex and the occasional dinner. Wants it to mean more, matter more, to the both of them.

She apologizes for not knocking, explains the flight issue and gives him a bar of chocolate from the airport. Later, when he's cleaned up, miseries drained down the tub, he kisses her cheek and tells her that Nico says he's sorry. She wishes he told her himself, so that she could tell him that there's nothing to apologize for. But it's been months and aside from a wave emoji on her end, their chat box sits empty.

The second time she walks in on them is a couple months later. Her and Leo's work night ends with a fire and the Hephaestus cabin kicking them both out of the workshop. She wishes she'd paid more attention to Luke's lessons on picking locks but cie la vie. Grabs Blackjack and flies home. Feeds him some sugar cubes and apple slices, before heading off the roof and down to her tiny happy apartment.

They're in the bedroom this time. She hears them, loud and clear. Her hands itch. She's not sure if she should leave or not but the decision is made for her when Percy suddenly swears and appears in the hallway, rushing to the bathroom. She peeks into the bedroom, where Nico is lying down.

He startles when he sees her but doesn't run. His lower half is covered by a sheet, but the tent makes it clear he was not satisified. "Percy forgot he's supposed to be on shift in ten minutes," he says.

She leans against the doorway, listening to Percy cause a ruckus in the bathroom. "He's not supposed to work today though."

"Someone called in sick this morning. He agreed to fill in. Then forgot." He looks miffed. She knows he covets time with Percy as much as Percy covets time with him, but part of her wonders if it's the stiff lack of fulfilled pleasure down below that's really pissing him off.

She hears herself speak before the words catch onto her conscious. "You want some help with that?"

He blinks at her and she wonders if she can pretend she didn't say anything at all. Although... Nico doesn't look half-bad in this lighting. Didn't look half-bad the last time she saw him either.

Percy rushes in, damp and missing a sock. He kisses them both on the cheek and flocks out of the apartment. The air sits weird between them for a minute.

Then, "Um. I can handle it myself."

Once again her mouth moves before her brain can catch up. "Better with company though, right?"

She hasn't moved from the doorway, but she's itching to. She wants to settle on the edge of the bed, and jack him off. Wants to watch his face when he comes. Wants to add her teeth to the marks on his neck. She wants to crawl inside his skin and making a fucking home.

The sudden possessive urge freaks her out, but instead of backing out and leaving him to his own devices, she shoves off the doorway and powers forward. She stands awkwardly at the side of the bed.

Their bedframe is low to the ground because that was what was on sale, so she's much taller than he is and it feels imposing but gives her a rush of power that makes her dizzy. She doesn't move though. Waits for his response with piercing gray eyes.

Distantly she knows she's making that face that Percy says scares other people, that makes it seem like she's contemplating their murder or planning on cracking open their skulls to examine their brains. But Nico has never been one for fear so she doesn't bother trying to reign it in. Nico doesn't look scared anyway. Just confused and a little nervous.

Then he pulls away the blanket and gestures loosely at his dick. Immediately both their gazes split away from one another. Neither of them can look at each other, staring pointedly at Nico's flushed cock as Annabeth wraps a hand around it. He's throbbing and close to the edge, and it doesn't take very long to get him to spill messy over her fingers.

She cleans herself off with tissues and steps aside when he gets up to the bathroom. Surprisingly he stays for another hour before he takes off. They don't talk about it though, but it's the only thing on Annabeth's mind. The hitch of his breath, the way his hands clenched the sheets, the very restrained sound of his voice, trying to hold back all the moans he makes for Percy.

Three weeks later Percy is babysitting Estelle at his mom's and Annabeth is alone, trying to stop herself from revising another blueprint before Leo finally snaps and kills her over it. The documentary she's watching is really boring though so she's flickering through other options and pointedly ignoring the plans tucked in the corner.

She's wondering if she should just take the risk of Leo strangling her over having to redo his work for the seventeenth time when Nico appears from the shadows.

"Percy's at his mom's," she says.

He rubs the back of his neck. "I know. I came to see you."

She peeks back over the screen of her laptop again. That's a first. Normally he avoids her like the plague. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." He coughs nervously. "I thought- I thought I should return the favour. From before."

She blinks owlishly, a little lost, when she remembers. Her entire body burns suddenly. Her thoughts about blueprints and plans and Leo killing her disappear. The replacement thoughts are filled with Nico's thin fingers and his mouth and his body writhing beneath hers and-

She clears her throat. "Okay." She hopes she sounds more confident than it felt. She sets aside her laptop, and folds the blanket over. "Go ahead."

He looks a little nervous, but heads up to her. She wonders what Percy would think. If this is something they should clear with him first. But then Nico is nervously tugging at her waistband and she decides Percy will be fine with it. He's always been kinda good at sharing with her anyway.

Nico's hand is much cooler than Percy's. His hand disappears beneath the boxer shorts she stole from Percy. It's methodic rub, like he's practicing something he read online. He doesn't look at her. Doesn't look anywhere really. Just breaths quietly, one hand down her pants, the other gripping the side of the bed.

She parts her legs just a little bit and he takes the initative to go lower, collecting slick with two fingers and dragging them back up to her clit. Then his free hand comes up to part the buttons of her shirt until her breasts spill out. His mouth seals around a nipple. His knee comes up to rest beside her thigh. The angle cannot be comfortable but aside from some deeply heavy breathing and squirming on her end, she's refusing to move.

Nico is like a stray cat to her. Move too suddenly and he'll run away.

She really doesn't want him to run away now.

His eyes flicker up for catch her gaze and she whimpers, gives a mental "fuck it", and slowly brings her hand up to run through his hair.

Her other hand pushes on his wrist, moving him down between the folds of her sopping pussy. He takes the clue and slips in two fingers at once. His palm presses against her clit. He struggles with it, trying to work his fingers inside her while stimulating her clit, and it's cute, it's sweet, it's maddening. He clearly read up on it before he came to her, probably saw the whole "vaginal orgasms are difficult to achieve and uncommon", and wants to do a good job. He is doing a good job though. Pulls his mouth off her tit so he can focus. His forehead presses against her sternum. His hand works faster. Squelching sounds echo as she whines. She can feel him rocking with her. If she had enough sense to look down she'd probably see him stiff as a board on his pants.

When she comes, he stops. He seems to be holding his breath. Aside from light shaking and heavy breaths she doesn't move. She doesn't want to scare him away. Her hand is still in his hair.

Then slowly he detracts. Licks at his fingers curiously, then cleans them off with a nearby tissue. He does not look at her but he is all she wants to see right now.

"That-" He falters.

"I liked it," she offers.

He goes pink and studies his shoes. His dick is still evidently hard in his pants. "Me too," he murmurs.

She points at his crotch. "Want some help with that?"

His flush deepens but he doesn't say no. She gets him off quickly and he doesn't leave. Just curls up into her side and picks a movie to watch. She pets his hair the whole time. Hours later Percy comes home, delighted to see Nico.

Late into the night, she wakes up to the two of them fucking quietly beside her. Rolls onto her side and watches. Fingers herself to the sight. When they notice her, Nico lets out a choked noise and comes against Percy's stomach, then watches greedily when Percy sinks down and gets her off with his mouth. She can almost see him studying Percy, making mental notes about how to do it, what she likes best, what makes her keen and gasp his name.

Percy's not stupid. He seems to put it together easily when Nico doesn't dart away every time Annabeth comes home or breaths in his direction. If anything he seems happier. Nico sticking around more means he gets to bully him into dinners and lunches and romantic picnics at the bottom of the ocean.

Nico's still got that startled energy of "this could all collapse at any moment so I'm going to guard my heart as fiercely as possible" going on, but as Annabeth drags him out on dates to movies and fancy restaurants Percy hates going to, he seems to settle a little more and more. He still turns bright red and splutters when she asks him a year later what he wants to do for their anniversary. Like he's shocked she considers him more than just a fuckbuddy to gang up on Percy with, but when she grills him about what he considers dating to be and if that is not what they've been doing this whole time, he flusters but agrees with her.

He takes her to Italy, for their anniversary.

Their relationship is a strange thing, and despite his involvement with the two of them, it still feels separate from Percy. Sometimes there's Percy, Nico, Annabeth, the three of them curled up around one another, and other times it's just a duo eating dinner around a table and talking about the day. Her love for Nico is different from her love for Percy and his love for her is the same way. She couldn't define it properly if she tried.

But it's hers. It's his. It's theirs.

That's all that matters.

#my writing #my fanfic #percicobeth #nicobeth #nico di angelo #annabeth chase #happy talks pjo #i wrote this whole thing on mobile instead of eating lunch so my hands hurt my head hurts and im hungry #also it was not supposed to be this long 🙃

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