(Percy's not much of a pusher. He is when he's closer with people but only to an extent, only if he genuinely feels like it's something that needs to be discussed. The kid's a good friend with good intention and for now, he's more than content to just get to know Gyro better and let this thing develop naturally between them.
It takes absolutely no time at all to get Blackjack to take off after Valkyrie. Blackjack is young and wild and adores any chance to dance around. He sweeps delicately up into the air and flies over Valkyrie low enough that he can lean down and playfully nip at him before landing a few feet away. He's just as aware of staying near the two men as well but he's down for some playing.)
Yeah, I don't know. It's like a brain-adrenaline thing? I dunno.
(He really doesn't. Percy genuinely is not text-book savvy. If only because most of school information doesn't stick well and he also has a shit time reading. But he has heard that before.
Percy does notice. He watches closely and where he might fail in some areas of expertise, he excels in several more. Observation is one of them and considering the topic of mothers, well. His own mother is an amazing woman and easily the nicest person he has ever known in all of his life. He adores her but he's also not stupid enough to think every kid's relationship with their mother is quite so simple or pleasant. Percy casually knocks his knee gently against Gyro's and it's this quiet little sign of support.)
Oh it's totally true. It's just funky thinking about in detail, you know?
(To him it was anyway but he could see like, Athena being responsible for science or whatever.)
I'm pretty sure it isn't just with whiskey.
(But Percy is grinning all the same. He personally thought alcohol tasted foul and good job Gyro for imploring that on him.
What Percy doesn't expect is to be looked at like that. He's been with enough people now, even slightly, to kind of pick up on the look at it surprises him. Even more so when Gyro leans towards him. Percy feels suddenly hyper-aware of their closeness and feels surprised when - when well, he realizes he wouldn't completely mind. With Gyro.
It takes him a moment to respond, a bit dazed, and he slowly nods.)
Huh? Oh, yeah. I don't. No. I uh...
(He really sucks at metaphors on the spot.)
I usually...need a few...laps in the pool myself?
(See that wasn't so hard. Not the best but neither was Gyro's so there. But he means it. He orgasms more than once. His masturbation sessions usually involved anywhere from two to three and sometimes even four times. He's a teenager whose all too virginal and a demigod.)
And if you're sure man. I mean, about your set up. It's okay if it's nothing like mine. Youth isn't forever so I can't hold that against you.
(Okay, now Percy's just being coy and..maybe..something else.)
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It takes absolutely no time at all to get Blackjack to take off after Valkyrie. Blackjack is young and wild and adores any chance to dance around. He sweeps delicately up into the air and flies over Valkyrie low enough that he can lean down and playfully nip at him before landing a few feet away. He's just as aware of staying near the two men as well but he's down for some playing.)
Yeah, I don't know. It's like a brain-adrenaline thing? I dunno.
(He really doesn't. Percy genuinely is not text-book savvy. If only because most of school information doesn't stick well and he also has a shit time reading. But he has heard that before.
Percy does notice. He watches closely and where he might fail in some areas of expertise, he excels in several more. Observation is one of them and considering the topic of mothers, well. His own mother is an amazing woman and easily the nicest person he has ever known in all of his life. He adores her but he's also not stupid enough to think every kid's relationship with their mother is quite so simple or pleasant. Percy casually knocks his knee gently against Gyro's and it's this quiet little sign of support.)
Oh it's totally true. It's just funky thinking about in detail, you know?
(To him it was anyway but he could see like, Athena being responsible for science or whatever.)
I'm pretty sure it isn't just with whiskey.
(But Percy is grinning all the same. He personally thought alcohol tasted foul and good job Gyro for imploring that on him.
What Percy doesn't expect is to be looked at like that. He's been with enough people now, even slightly, to kind of pick up on the look at it surprises him. Even more so when Gyro leans towards him. Percy feels suddenly hyper-aware of their closeness and feels surprised when - when well, he realizes he wouldn't completely mind. With Gyro.
It takes him a moment to respond, a bit dazed, and he slowly nods.)
Huh? Oh, yeah. I don't. No. I uh...
(He really sucks at metaphors on the spot.)
I usually...need a few...laps in the pool myself?
(See that wasn't so hard. Not the best but neither was Gyro's so there. But he means it. He orgasms more than once. His masturbation sessions usually involved anywhere from two to three and sometimes even four times. He's a teenager whose all too virginal and a demigod.)
And if you're sure man. I mean, about your set up. It's okay if it's nothing like mine. Youth isn't forever so I can't hold that against you.
(Okay, now Percy's just being coy and..maybe..something else.)