(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.)
[Yes! Yes yes playing. Valkyrie makes a higher whinny like sound as he follows after, moving away from Percy and Gyro as he follows Blackjack. He'll making huffing gestures and small stomps whenever the horse flies up and away from him, instigating him to come back down before darting off again. Definitely a good time to tucker eachother out a little, who knows how long they'll be here after all.]
[Gyro's got no aim to leave either anytime soon. He's mostly staring into the fire when Percy bumps their knees, finding himself staring down at the gesture rather blatantly. He's not sure why it was done, he doesn't realize he showed any weakness there concerning family or his mom. The alcohol's doing well to make his emotions show and fade quickly. So he'll just slap a hand down onto Percy's knee loudly, squeezing onto it and still gripping it when the conversation drifts to something more playful. Still there on his knee while Percy contemplates 'with' Gyro, whatever that is. Gyro himself is sort of just joking around. It's not until Percy starts to play along that he actually considers it.]
[And really- looking at Percy that close doesn't help either. He was a... demi-god? He's sure they're made to be pretty most of the time, sure some more than others, but Percy definitely was. He's noticing it now thanks to how honed in drinking has made him, staring more than he means to, and close, his breath smelling like almonds and coffee.]
[But the long, close, staring moment where a kiss seemed like the proper next steps is only to be ruined when Gyro can't help but take a joke set up and run with it. He laughs, pulling back as he lifts his hand from Percy's knee finally and bumps his fingers up under the kid's chin.]
Ooohh yeah? Well will you hold 'something else' against me? Nyeh-hehahaha!
[Being coy and something else, Percy, and you still get him snorting and horse laughing instead of him adding into the moment, sorry. Though it's really not all obliviousness, even if Gyro's good at making it seem like he's just drunk and can't read a mood. He read it all right, and wasn't... sure about it. He never invited Percy out to drink and get fresh with him, and he doesn't want him to think that IS his reason for coming out here. So he pulls back, adds a dumb joke, and even moves to stand up now with a sigh, stretching up his arms and looking over to the sky. Dark now... stars are starting to peek through the veil of night now, along with slivers of the dual moons that rise over Amoi.]
The funny thing about Percy is that he is genuinely awful at this kind of thing. Not because he's clumsy or awkward but because he is truly dense. Girls have kissed him before and he's not gotten the picture that they like him. He is used to reading things the wrong way, used to getting confused, or really he's used to being plainly oblivious. The kid doesn't even seem to always realize what he himself wants. So when Gyro abruptly laughs and knock his chin and runs with a joke, the spell isn't just broken, it's ruined and Percy blinks, wondering idly what had even just happened. Possibilities slip out between them and he regards Gyro once more as an adult because of course Gyro wouldn't be interested in a kid like himself. What had Percy been thinking? That was silly.
So Percy snorts, not even remotely embarrassed because truthfully, he knew he could be an idiot and this was no different. He doesn't even think to feel disappointed or a thing like that. At the most, Percy feels a little weird but Amoi did a great job of making him feel weird and uncomfortable most days. Everyone else seemed to have a completely different mentality regarding sex than he did and he felt behind everyone else, under them all, and not even in a good way. He was too sentimental, cared too much, was loyal to a fault and had no idea what to do with himself half the time. People thought he was trying to find himself but really, he knew himself and that was the issue.
He leans forward, cupping his chin with his palm and gazing into the fire as Gyro stretched. He doesn't respond to him because he didn't want to be more of an idiot, really. He might not have been embarrassed but now he was self-aware. Percy slid a hand through his hair, rubbing at the back of his neck, before he finally bothered with looking over at Gyro once more.)
Weren't we going to have smores or something?
(Let's just change the subject completely. Blackjack had sensed Percy's minor discomfort and trotted closer to him, inquiring whether or not Percy was doing okay. Percy responded that yeah, he was fine, but for once Percy responded telepathically. Blackjack hesitated but then ultimately seemed fine with it. Percy could roll with anything and get over everything so he wasn't too worried about Percy telling the truth. He gave a delighted whinny and wen back to playing with Valkyrie.)
Maybe let this one end, just due to age so we can start something new? That cool?
[Hey, nothing is ruined here. If anything he's made sure Percy won't think that Gyro was trying to get into his pants at all. That was the point. He doesn't want Percy to ever think that that's a problem because here? It happens constantly here. And he likes Percy, wants to be his friend before anything else, so the fact that Percy scraps it from his mind entirely is sort of what Gyro was going for. If thinks come to this again in the future, drink or no drink, Gyro will consider the options then. After all, he only started to get involved with men at all when he had been drinking... thankfully he's grown from that, poor Jin though had to deal with Gyro cock blocking him on multiple occasions from freaking out about it.]
[It took time though to get used to things here, or at least one would think it should. Most of the people Percy sees, even Gyro, have been here long enough to get more comfortable with it, and that's not even bringing up the natives who are only used to a sexually open society. So yeah, at first it'll seem difficult, like you're alone in dealing with how strange things are here, but you get used to it. Gyro's STILL getting used to some things.]
Yeah- you still want to?
[Said as he looks down to him from where he stands, smiling. He lets nothing awkward linger in the air, even instigating to touch Percy again, ruffling that perfect-for-ruffling hair before he moves to the small bag he had gotten from Valkyrie's satchel before.]
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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.)
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[Gyro's got no aim to leave either anytime soon. He's mostly staring into the fire when Percy bumps their knees, finding himself staring down at the gesture rather blatantly. He's not sure why it was done, he doesn't realize he showed any weakness there concerning family or his mom. The alcohol's doing well to make his emotions show and fade quickly. So he'll just slap a hand down onto Percy's knee loudly, squeezing onto it and still gripping it when the conversation drifts to something more playful. Still there on his knee while Percy contemplates 'with' Gyro, whatever that is. Gyro himself is sort of just joking around. It's not until Percy starts to play along that he actually considers it.]
[And really- looking at Percy that close doesn't help either. He was a... demi-god? He's sure they're made to be pretty most of the time, sure some more than others, but Percy definitely was. He's noticing it now thanks to how honed in drinking has made him, staring more than he means to, and close, his breath smelling like almonds and coffee.]
[But the long, close, staring moment where a kiss seemed like the proper next steps is only to be ruined when Gyro can't help but take a joke set up and run with it. He laughs, pulling back as he lifts his hand from Percy's knee finally and bumps his fingers up under the kid's chin.]
Ooohh yeah? Well will you hold 'something else' against me? Nyeh-hehahaha!
[Being coy and something else, Percy, and you still get him snorting and horse laughing instead of him adding into the moment, sorry. Though it's really not all obliviousness, even if Gyro's good at making it seem like he's just drunk and can't read a mood. He read it all right, and wasn't... sure about it. He never invited Percy out to drink and get fresh with him, and he doesn't want him to think that IS his reason for coming out here. So he pulls back, adds a dumb joke, and even moves to stand up now with a sigh, stretching up his arms and looking over to the sky. Dark now... stars are starting to peek through the veil of night now, along with slivers of the dual moons that rise over Amoi.]
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The funny thing about Percy is that he is genuinely awful at this kind of thing. Not because he's clumsy or awkward but because he is truly dense. Girls have kissed him before and he's not gotten the picture that they like him. He is used to reading things the wrong way, used to getting confused, or really he's used to being plainly oblivious. The kid doesn't even seem to always realize what he himself wants. So when Gyro abruptly laughs and knock his chin and runs with a joke, the spell isn't just broken, it's ruined and Percy blinks, wondering idly what had even just happened. Possibilities slip out between them and he regards Gyro once more as an adult because of course Gyro wouldn't be interested in a kid like himself. What had Percy been thinking? That was silly.
So Percy snorts, not even remotely embarrassed because truthfully, he knew he could be an idiot and this was no different. He doesn't even think to feel disappointed or a thing like that. At the most, Percy feels a little weird but Amoi did a great job of making him feel weird and uncomfortable most days. Everyone else seemed to have a completely different mentality regarding sex than he did and he felt behind everyone else, under them all, and not even in a good way. He was too sentimental, cared too much, was loyal to a fault and had no idea what to do with himself half the time. People thought he was trying to find himself but really, he knew himself and that was the issue.
He leans forward, cupping his chin with his palm and gazing into the fire as Gyro stretched. He doesn't respond to him because he didn't want to be more of an idiot, really. He might not have been embarrassed but now he was self-aware. Percy slid a hand through his hair, rubbing at the back of his neck, before he finally bothered with looking over at Gyro once more.)
Weren't we going to have smores or something?
(Let's just change the subject completely. Blackjack had sensed Percy's minor discomfort and trotted closer to him, inquiring whether or not Percy was doing okay. Percy responded that yeah, he was fine, but for once Percy responded telepathically. Blackjack hesitated but then ultimately seemed fine with it. Percy could roll with anything and get over everything so he wasn't too worried about Percy telling the truth. He gave a delighted whinny and wen back to playing with Valkyrie.)
Maybe let this one end, just due to age so we can start something new? That cool?
[It took time though to get used to things here, or at least one would think it should. Most of the people Percy sees, even Gyro, have been here long enough to get more comfortable with it, and that's not even bringing up the natives who are only used to a sexually open society. So yeah, at first it'll seem difficult, like you're alone in dealing with how strange things are here, but you get used to it. Gyro's STILL getting used to some things.]
Yeah- you still want to?
[Said as he looks down to him from where he stands, smiling. He lets nothing awkward linger in the air, even instigating to touch Percy again, ruffling that perfect-for-ruffling hair before he moves to the small bag he had gotten from Valkyrie's satchel before.]