25 Mar 2019
“Name one hero who was happy."
"You can't," Achilles sat up bringing him with him.
"I can't," he told him.
"I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret."
"Tell me." Patroclus loved it when he was like this.
"I'm going to be the first." Achilles took his palm and held in his. "Swear it."
"Why me?" His lover could be so mysterious at times.
"Because you're the reason. Swear it."
"I swear it," he said, lost in the high color of Achilles' cheeks, the fire in his eyes.
"I swear it," he echoed.
Achilles' pink lips tilted up in a blinding smile, "I feel like I could eat the world raw,” before he leaned over to kiss him.
Gods, he was so in love with him. Their kiss grew more and more heated.
- Part 1 of Id, Ego, & Hubris
31 Jan 2019
Both Zeus and Eros had told him on separate occasions that he was so much like Ganymede they could be brothers. And, like Ganymede, Percy loved watching someone come apart under his hands, which was how he ended up gently tugging the comforter from Jove's sleeping form at a quarter past 11 on a Saturday night.
- Part 8 of the self-indulgent fics
21 Apr 2018
Love might make you crazy, but it does not make you loyal.
- Part 3 of Athena and The Pals