Dude, I have no idea if food tastes saltier to me. My mouth has always been my mouth so I wouldn't be able to tell you. (Insert thoughtful pause.) I could probably drink sea water no problem.
(Percy doesn't mind the random topic. It was weirdly helping him calm down even further. If only because it was their usual sort of bantering, their usual sort of talking, even as they flirted with their bodies and their hands and their eyes. It helped layer another level of security over their relationship as a whole. He hasn't kissed much- or rather- many people but the people he has kissed he's spent a long time kissing. Percy liked kissing. So he wasn't going to be completely awful. Maybe a little clumsy. At the most, his mouth watered excessively and it could make the kiss too wet. That was sort of just the price of being with Percy Jackson though. Everything was too wet, salty, too much. Wait til Gyro saw his normal spunk load.
It wasn't massive or anything but it was definitely twice as much as the regular man's load. When someone thought it'd stop, it would just keep going.)
Nah, I know you didn't say that. But it seems like everyone else here is all about that.
(It broke his poor loyal heart. Percy really did wonder if monogamy was impossible in this world or if people just simply didn't want to do it. He was pretty positive it was the latter. There were ways to avoid aphrodisiacs. He had been getting better at it himself. Or so he liked to be told. Most liquid aphrodisiacs were pretty much ineffective on him. It was all of the other kinds of aphrodisiacs that he had to worry about and learn to detect.)
Yeah, yeah. I promise. I'll even put on a fashion show for you and everything.
(Which actually wasn't the worst idea.
As he was pulled in close, Percy felt more riled up. So far, everyone he's been with was either his size or smaller. No one bigger. Percy was quickly discovering the appeal in being with a bigger guy. The way that his hands pulled him so easily. Percy was impossibly strong and could throw his weight around with the best of them. But when he wasn't trying, he was mostly an average six foot teenage boy with some good muscle on him. Which meant that he could very well be manhandled. And it was kind of nice being manhandled, even if Gyro wasn't really doing it all that much, all that extreme at all. It sparked interest in Percy and that's all that mattered, right?)
Don't get your hopes up. I haven't done too many exciting things so I'm pretty vanilla and dull. Only a little perverted. Just a teensy. I can't say you're not right. Everyone is sort of a pervert.
(Though Percy doesn't sound embarrassed or ashamed. If this were Gokudera, he might have, but it wasn't and so he doesn't. It really was weirdly easy being with Gyro. He should have maybe done this sooner, he thinks. And not just to understand his own body better.
That wood cedar scent was just as tantalizing as his ocean scent was to Gyro. He breathed it in and relished in the closeness of their bodies and how natural this actually felt. Percy tipped his head and pressed the rest of the way up against Gyro. Their lips slid together in something soft, something warm, his lips salty but not overly so. More like the essence of salt.
Gyro's strange, green mouth was warmer than he had anticipated and he grins just slightly against it, spreading his lips open and poking his tongue out to slip it just between Gyro's own lips, waiting for him to open up.)
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(Percy doesn't mind the random topic. It was weirdly helping him calm down even further. If only because it was their usual sort of bantering, their usual sort of talking, even as they flirted with their bodies and their hands and their eyes. It helped layer another level of security over their relationship as a whole. He hasn't kissed much- or rather- many people but the people he has kissed he's spent a long time kissing. Percy liked kissing. So he wasn't going to be completely awful. Maybe a little clumsy. At the most, his mouth watered excessively and it could make the kiss too wet. That was sort of just the price of being with Percy Jackson though. Everything was too wet, salty, too much. Wait til Gyro saw his normal spunk load.
It wasn't massive or anything but it was definitely twice as much as the regular man's load. When someone thought it'd stop, it would just keep going.)
Nah, I know you didn't say that. But it seems like everyone else here is all about that.
(It broke his poor loyal heart. Percy really did wonder if monogamy was impossible in this world or if people just simply didn't want to do it. He was pretty positive it was the latter. There were ways to avoid aphrodisiacs. He had been getting better at it himself. Or so he liked to be told. Most liquid aphrodisiacs were pretty much ineffective on him. It was all of the other kinds of aphrodisiacs that he had to worry about and learn to detect.)
Yeah, yeah. I promise. I'll even put on a fashion show for you and everything.
(Which actually wasn't the worst idea.
As he was pulled in close, Percy felt more riled up. So far, everyone he's been with was either his size or smaller. No one bigger. Percy was quickly discovering the appeal in being with a bigger guy. The way that his hands pulled him so easily. Percy was impossibly strong and could throw his weight around with the best of them. But when he wasn't trying, he was mostly an average six foot teenage boy with some good muscle on him. Which meant that he could very well be manhandled. And it was kind of nice being manhandled, even if Gyro wasn't really doing it all that much, all that extreme at all. It sparked interest in Percy and that's all that mattered, right?)
Don't get your hopes up. I haven't done too many exciting things so I'm pretty vanilla and dull. Only a little perverted. Just a teensy. I can't say you're not right. Everyone is sort of a pervert.
(Though Percy doesn't sound embarrassed or ashamed. If this were Gokudera, he might have, but it wasn't and so he doesn't. It really was weirdly easy being with Gyro. He should have maybe done this sooner, he thinks. And not just to understand his own body better.
That wood cedar scent was just as tantalizing as his ocean scent was to Gyro. He breathed it in and relished in the closeness of their bodies and how natural this actually felt. Percy tipped his head and pressed the rest of the way up against Gyro. Their lips slid together in something soft, something warm, his lips salty but not overly so. More like the essence of salt.
Gyro's strange, green mouth was warmer than he had anticipated and he grins just slightly against it, spreading his lips open and poking his tongue out to slip it just between Gyro's own lips, waiting for him to open up.)