[See, the thing is Gyro never heard of a belly button piercing until he came here and he's seen a good majority of both males and females with such a piercing so he was never taught to gender it. To him it's a piercing that's not in the way and will look good accenting his manscaped pubic hair designs. So Percy's held back laughter gets a frown from him, what's so funny?]
Yeah? So? I'm not using my belly button for anything else, am I?
[Snaps back a little before that poke to his stomach surprises him. Percy will feel him tense up under his finger though the muscles there were pretty sculpted underneath to begin with. He'll follow with a hearty pat to his own stomach, right over his belly, seemingly this piercing must be healed then. He makes no efforts to dodge hitting it but isn't about to show it off right now.]
They're definitely cool, and who says I'll wear them when get old? I'll just get gold dentures, nyo-ho!
[Said with another wide grin. Well HE think's they're cool, who's standards are they even going by anyway? Society's? Fuck society, especially this one.
[Gyro shrugs, taking a turn. His place isn't much further though they soon walk to another outdoor part of Hyaline, a tiled path leads out to several private residences, Percy knows the one though, and even if he didn't, it's the one with a small open lot and a personal stable built next to it.]
Ooold people, really? I know plenty of well dressed old people, maybe they just try to be boring to make up for how crazy everything else is. [Shrugs.]
My guess is everyone from your world just about 'dressed down', judging from how you do. But don't worry about it, most off worlders here are like that seems like, the fashion of natives is more've what I'm used to. [Kind of anyway. The fashion of amoi is out there and his own world could be too, of course with a sprinkling of western wear considering where he was then.]
[He pauses and then, on a limb, he decides to comment on that.]
Your mom sounds great. A great lady. I bet you never thought she dressed like an 'old person.' [Smile.]
(That made plenty sense and really, Percy didn't fully gender it. It was just hard not to when all he ever had known about the piercing were that people like Britney Spears and the daughters of Aphrodite wore them. He clears his throat and winds up nodding very seriously. He would have to see the thing before he thought much about it, honestly. Right now he was just picturing a pink heart gem.)
No, yeah. Nothing's wrong with it, man. Good on you.
(He at least means that. It's cool that Gyro's comfortable with himself or whatever. Percy had only really dodged the belly button cause the kid knew jackshit about piercings. He wasn't about to pretend to and potentially mess anything up. Basic respect.)
Oh my gods. Please get golden dentures that would be so great.
(Hilarious and somehow vastly cooler than grills. Maybe it was just because the idea of any old man attempting something like that sounded incredible. Percy was just picturing a bunch of old geezers smirking at each other with their golden dentures and idly threatening each other with their walking canes. What a great life.
He does know the one and the stable is enough to make him grin, excited to see Valkyrie. It isn't too surprising to see that Blackjack is standing next to it, talking adamantly to Valkyrie.)
I wouldn't say they were poorly dressed. Just that they were dressed in plain old clothes.
(So, boring kind of. Though Percy didn't exactly have a slamming style sense himself. He also didn't claim to. He was too poor to afford anything more than clearance rack Walmart shirts and pants. He had updated a bit here though. Not hugely but his wardrobe was a little more full of slightly higher quality clothes. He knew his mom would have wanted to get him better things had she the chance.
He looks over at Gyro and is instantly warmed by the comment about his mother. Fondness fills his face and he smiles a soft sort of smile.)
She's literally the best person in the entire world.
(He sighs as he says this, missing his mother something awful.)
Oh, gods no. She has a bit of gray in her hair and I still think she looks perfect. She's super naturally pretty. She's so nice. She's never once lost her temper with me. I have no clue how. I was really difficult growing up but she's never yelled at me or been disappointed.
(His jaw clenches and he stares ahead, feeling a bit pained from how badly he wanted to speak to her again. And just to make sure that she was doing okay, that she wasn't worried sick over him. The inability to do so had been the worst part about Amoi so far. But then his face smooths out and he grins over at Gyro, eyes bright. It hurt to talk about his mom, but it hurt way more to not talk about her.)
What are your parents like? If that's cool to ask.
(He knew very, very well familial things could be very complicated. After all, he had just met Luke's mother and that....That was something else entirely.)
Right??? I'm definitely getting gold plated ones when I have to!
[Ah... there is a depressing undertone to this, one Gyro isn't aware of though. So he's just excited. Hell yes gold dentures.]
[Closer still, Gyro's fancy italian make shoes with their long toes tap on the smooth stone step by step. There is some scattered hay here and there but he keeps it clean around here for the most part. The stable doors will be opened after a series of locks are opened and he smiles and greats Valkyrie just as the horse makes a whinny in excitement and nods his head. Heeey hey there pal! Gyro will let the horse out a bit to stretch his legs, changing his food and water, and doing some minor tending to the stable as they talk. He'll get to cleaning it more later when he's not still in this suit.]
[Valkyrie will first push his head up against Gyro and receive some attention before he heads over to Percy happily and lifts his head to nip and groom lightly against Percy's shirt. It won't be enough to tear it or anything though.]
Yeah?
[A smile, small but there, as he glances back to Percy at that comment. You can really tell Percy looks up to and cares about his mom. Even if his words weren't being so blatant of this fondness, his tone gave him away, his expression. The way he feels isn't... like that. It almost doesn't seem right even talking about his parents when he hears how much love Percy has for his mother.]
[And it wasn't that he didn't love his parents he just... well he was never allowed to even say he did when he was there. His father was a big reason why he never spoke about himself, why showing true emotion and desire and love for another person openly was so difficult to him. His father cared, he took care of his family, tended to them, saw they got on well and taught Gyro everything he knows but... He treated family like this obligation and not something spiritual, the sort of man that valued the honour in family and the duty of his role as a father, but never hugged any of his children or allowed them to have close friends.]
[It was a different sort of family he's sure, than what Percy knows, than what a lot of people do, and there's a big reason he's never old anyone here.]
They're parents. My dad works, my mom cooks.
[Is all he'll really say, shrugging a shoulder. Gyro shows no bitterness or anger in his tone. Instead it's rather serious, blank, calm.]
(Percy and a few other of the campers had run the stables back at Camp Half-Blood and he knew better than most that keeping stables completely immaculate was almost impossible. There was no judgement here. Especially not with how obvious it was that Valkyrie really was well cared for. He grins as Valkyrie greets Gyro properly and then smiles in delight as the horse turns his attention onto Percy himself.)
Hey there, big guy. How's it hanging?
(He laughs as he's 'groomed' and man, even if his clothes had been torn, he wouldn't have given a solid damn. So worth it for horse affection. Now that Valkyrie was out of the stables, Blackjack could properly talk to the horse and did exactly that, walking up on the horse's other side and reaching over to happily nose at Valkyrie's neck.
Percy steps aside to make room for the horses and glances over at Gyro.)
Do you need any help? I'm good around a stable.
(He really was too. Didn't really even need direction. He would have just done but he also didn't want to step on Gyro's toes. Some people were very dedicated to being the only one who took care of their animals and Percy respected that enough to not just make the assumption of helping. Gyro was an independent guy.)
Yeah. I swear I'm only alive because of her to this day.
(Which actually wasn't far off from the truth. It had been his mom more than anyone who had saved him that day when he was twelve. She'd sacrificed herself so that he could make it to camp. The gods be good that she hadn't actually died but she had been more than willing to when she did what she did. Percy likely wouldn't have been so lucky as to merely been frozen in the Underworld.
Percy was many kinds of oblivious. He was oblivious to girls, he was oblivious even to boys, he was oblivious to plenty of social things but he wasn't oblivious to the things that genuinely mattered. He could read tone, infliction, and body language better than most and while Gyro didn't seem like he'd had a cruel childhood by any means, he definitely clearly didn't want to talk much about it and Percy wasn't about to pry. That kind of things sometimes needed to be naturally brought up, not pulled and poked at. So Percy smiles at Gyro easily and gives a nod.)
That's cool, man.
(Which is a pretty general statement. He wasn't going to say more than that. He wasn't one of those people who just because he had a good relationship with his mother didn't mean he didn't understand not everyone else did. He knew plenty who had awful relationships and he never made the assumption people were lucky. That was just dumb.)
I forgot, do you have any siblings?
(Had they talked about it before? If they did, he didn't remember. It was a chance at a gradual subject change though.)
[Hanging as good as ever, Percy. He'll get the long winded Australian rattle from the horse before he can't help but turn to Blackjack and reciprocate the greeting. It's quickly that he turns his head and brushes the side of it against Blackjack's, flicking his ears and tail excitedly as he speaks to the other animal. I'd say catching up, but they see eachother frequently enough that it's less small talk and becoming more of the banter between good friends.]
[At Percy's question Gyro pauses and then chuckles to himself, moving to smoothly shell his suit jacket from himself and loosen his tie.]
Yeah, it'll make it faster, then I don't have to do it later either.
[He'll take that help, he's sure Percy knows the work too so he won't need to direct him. Gyro will first ask to hang his jacket near where his saddle is hanging and then begins to get to work as he continues to speak to him. He'll have to press and clean this suit anyway, what's a little more hay and musk.]
Owing your life's a big responsibility. The right people'd say you owe it to your parents anyway.
[He's not sure if he was, though, 'the right people' was definitely his father. He had that ingrained respect and duty for his family too though, even if his first thoughts weren't exactly loving ones. At most he felt bitter, but he did care for them. He appreciates too that Percy isn't the prying sort. Maybe it'll come out another time, maybe not, but it definitely had to naturally.]
Yeah, four. Three brothers and a sister, I'm the oldest though. [Something he'd be a little unhappy about if he ever thought it over, but he's always just accepted what being the eldest meant.]
(Percy is already setting his bag on a hook Gyro indicates to and pulling off his hoodie to do the same. He was honestly probably just going to do it anyway regardless if they were going to be out here. He does know the work, took care of several pegasi and horses back at camp and doesn't need to be told much of anything except maybe where Gyro kept his supplies.
Percy finds a pair of rubber gloves and a pronged pitchfork. After making sure of where Gyro kept his muck bucket, he began to turn out the dirty hay in the stall.)
Yeah, well, everyone is alive because of parents but that doesn't mean you owe your life to them.
(Some parents were awful people. Some parents didn't even want children and wound up with them anyway. That statement was a bit stupid, in his opinion. Sometimes gratitude towards parents wasn't warranted and even having a good relationship with his mom, it didn't leave him blind to the truth of it.)
But I really mean it with my mom. Kind of literally. If she hadn't driven me to the camp, I would have probably died. She almost did die.
(He murmurs that bit softly, frowning to himself. She hadn't died though. That's all that did matter. Percy glances around.)
Do you have water in here? I could do a deep clean of the floor if you do.
(And real quick, obviously.
He won't pry, no. Figures if Gyro wants to tell him, he'll tell him. Until then, Percy will ask lighter, different questions. He gives a nod and grins even.)
That's cool, man. I have a half-brother myself. I'm older than him. I think? I'm pretty sure.
(He has no idea how old Tyson is but he has always felt like he was the older brother of the two of them. Once the dirty hay is in the bucket, he sweeps up anything remaining and it's evident that his work is thorough when he bothers to actually try at it.)
[It won't take long for them to clean up the small stable, especially if Percy's going to use those powers of his to do a deep clean. Gyro's happy to agree to it after he realizes how easy it'd be for the kid, so please, man, do. Doing that himself didn't take nearly as long as it would for any normal guy, considering his own abilities. But literally controlling water would make it even faster. The mess and any lingering smells are gone in no time and it's not long before they're both heading inside, leaving Valkyrie and Blackjack to eachother's company.]
No way, sometimes they're jerks, then you treat them like jerks. Even if you're taught otherwise, it's what they have coming.
[Not really resent, that's not what he's trying to say, just, people get what they're due is all.]
[He'll log away what Percy says about his mom and can't help but hating the fact that he's forgotten his own mom's name now... her face too. He makes a mental note too to tell Percy about the memory issue more in detail soon. Considering how important it sounded, how important she was, he knew the kid wouldn't want to forget her. Better let him know so he can start recording all he remembers of her.]
You think? Different mom, right? [Considering that pantheon he's a part of.] So you're pretty used to people being polyamory then? Makes this place waaay easier.
[He'll toss his coat down on the rustic looking couch in his very western aesthetic living room. After that he undoes his hair and moves to go start up the AC unit. It's a pretty nice one, one a mongrel's pension sure didn't buy. Seems like this place was furbished by someone other than a mongrel too. Nothing really extravagant, but it definitely has more decorations than a man as poor as Gyro could afford.]
[He rolls up his sleeves, heading to the kitchen.]
(So far, Percy didn't know much about any memory problems. There had been extremely vague mentions of it but it had never really sounded like anything but the individuals just honestly forgetting something rather than something to raise red flags in his mind. It would mean a lot to him for sure if Gyro would tell him.)
Yeah. He's a cyclops so the age thing is a little weird. (He shrugs but then at the suggestion that he's 'used' to people being polygamous gets a bit of a look, head tilt, and a quirked brow.) Uh....How does me having a half-brother correlate to being used to polyamory? I mean, people can do what they want I guess, but I'm definitely not used to that? I mean with the gods it's not really polyamory so much as actual cheating. My dad's technical 'wife' kind of hates me. I'm a product of an affair, dude. The gods weren't polygamous, they just...slept around a lot. There were affairs, not multiple relationships- I mean maybe in some stories and with some marriages, sure, but it was more- affairs. I think. Why do you think there's so much fighting among them and the mortals and monsters?
And considering I didn't grow up in that sort of environment, no, I'm not used to it. I grew up in the regular mortal world in modern day society where polyamory is typically not a thing. It's cool if people want that but I'm monogamous myself. It doesn't help that my fatal flaw is loyalty so I'm even more monogamous than usual, probably. Not that I've ever really dated to know but I feel like I would be. It's cool what other people want to do but it's....not been any easier for me to adjust here, no.
(Percy wasn't angry, just confused as to how he'd be okay with that. No one would really be okay with that when they were being killed because God A decided they had to sleep with God B/Mortal A. Hell, it was because of that that the gorgon Medusa was even created and she hated Percy as a result of his father doing what he did to her. Polyamory? That didn't have a lot to do with it. Gods were too petty.
It definitely didn't help his situation. It was hard for him to actually 'sleep around'. He knew it wasn't easy to avoid and he was trying hard to adjust but so far, he wasn't doing brilliantly.
And that's precisely why he was even here in the first place to talk to Gyro about. Now that he was remembering that, he fell quiet and a bit serious. He set his bag down on the ground by the door and removed his shoes before stepping inside. He doesn't take much notice of his surroundings because now he was too preoccupied with...what he had wanted to talk to Gyro about.)
Uh, neither.
(He was fine enough. He follows Gyro into the kitchen and plays with the drawstrings of his hoodie. He stays by the door way and stares at the floor.)
Hey. In speaking of getting used to this place, that's actually kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.
Yeah a cyclops, right, I remember you saying that- [A glance over from in the kitchen before he's going to the fridge.]
How am I supposed to know? Maybe your group of those gods finally worked it out, how was I supposed to know they were just as dysfunctional as the ones I was taught about back home?
[Jesus though, Percy that's a lot of words. He doesn't mind a lecture, he's used to them, but the kid was really blowing steam here.]
With all that, good luck. And anyway, who ever said that sleeping around went against 'loyalties'? As long as you and who ever your with talk about it, what's it matter?
Guess that's a pretty new thing, I dunno, makes sense after you've been here a while. [Stepping to the table as Percy walks into the kitchen. He has a beer in hand and pops open it's tab, taking a drink, before he sets it on the table surface and leans against it.]
Good luck with that.
[The whole being monogamous thing. He supposes he is too... but no one's ever put in interest in having him under some title like boyfriend or what have you. Seemed like things just went as they were here. Sure he could be jealous, but he was also a private person. If someone he liked was with someone else in whatever way, he'd pull back or just let it be, if he knew it was the sort of thing to let be. It was about being empathetic. He wasn't about to let his jealousy of someone get in the way of them doing what they wanted either...
it was why he kept losing people here he'd guess, if he ever bothered thinking about. It felt like nearly every person he really got close to sort of just disappeared. Maybe that's why the whole 'titles/boyfriend' thing never happened.]
All right, what is? Adjusting? Why not hanging so well?
(Percy shrugged. As stated before, he really wasn't angry. He was mostly just confused and wound up rambling. It wasn't really him blowing steam. He was a teenager trying to understand his own weird family dynamics and he just so happened to be understanding them verbally. Gyro wasn't in the wrong - no one was. Percy could talk a bit firmly at times though.
He shrugs.)
I'd pay to see the day gods worked anything out.
(Percy frowns at Gyro and seriously, man. This kid hasn't ever even dated or so much as dipped his toes into romance. He's just a normal kid. You really think he's going to have the sense to understand certain complexities like figuring out a way to be with someone in a city like this that didn't involve the only form of dating he really knew about?
Giving him way too much credit. He shrugs.)
I don't know man. I'm not used to it. It's not an excuse, I know, but I'm just- not. And I'm trying to be, I really am.
(And he really was. But so far it seemed like everyone thought he was miles behind where he should be and well- hell. That wasn't his problem. He was trying to be good about it. He had feelings for someone and it wasn't like he was forcing anything on the guy. He wasn't even trying to get in the way of his happiness. Zero expectations. But shit, he was only human and wasn't used to this sort of culture. It's a culture shock and it wasn't going to be one he'd get used to in a month. It was hard enough actually messing around with people. The only saving grace was that he was a teenage boy filled with hormones and had been broken in with aphrodisiac encounters.
Percy wasn't really jealous per say. But if someone he liked liked someone else, he'd feel a little hurt but also back off. That's all there was to it. There'd be no tantrums or fights. Just a quiet sort of acceptance. It didn't help with people vanishing either though- no. Percy could understand that. But really, he also figured that in the real world back home, anyone could die at any time. So was it really so different?
He grows quiet and he doesn't really know how to go about this. He licks his lips and looks down at his feet, brows furrowed together.)
Uh. Well. I guess- no. Not really adjusting. I mean it is a little weird adjusting, I can't even lie to that, but it's more. I feel kind of like I don't really know what I'm doing half the time? I tried to watch porn but it made me feel weird and not the good kind of weird just awkward and I uh. It's just. I just maybe need some - I don't know.
[No idea on the frown, what's that face for? You think HE knows anything about romance? He barely understands familial love, he's never even said that word before, to anyone ever.]
It takes some time, I'm not even used to everything here yet... and you know what? I don't want to be, there's things we shouldn't get used to.
[But he's not at all talking about the sex or relationships there, he's talking more about the horrible consent issues this place lacks, this WORLD lacks. It pisses him right the hell off, especially that feeling of helplessness that couples with it much of the time.]
[The more serious topic aside though, he's thrown a little off guard by what Percy finally implies. His brows go up, pauses as he stares down at him curiously.]
(Pfffff no definitely not. Percy was just expressing his self-aimed despair obviously. Well damn, neither has Percy and it'd probably be a long while before he did. If he ever did. Odds were no.)
Well no, I don't want to be either.
(But some things were impossible to avoid. He would agree on the consent front. Not that he's fully wrapped his mind around it yet but technically his first few times messing around hadn't fully been his idea but the work of aphrodisiacs. The trees had been extremely potent for Percy as the aphrodisiacs there weren't even water based. He had zero defenses against them. Sex pollen. Percy Jackson's ultimate weakness.
Gyro's expression unnerves Percy some and maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all. But Percy was used to making dumb choices so he takes a slow, steadying breath and plows onward.)
Yeah.
(He slips his hands into his pockets and looks a bit sheepish, shrugging his shoulders up high.)
I know it's kind of weird but I don't know. I trust you. You're really the only actual adult I know here and...I kind of just feel like an idiot every time I'm with a guy without aphrodisiacs but I really, really don't want to really be on aphrodisiacs if I'm going to be doing this stuff.
(And he doesn't bring up girls because he still hasn't messed around with a girl yet. That was a daunting field that he still felt anxious about. One issue at a time.)
Like I don't even....I've never even....
(He makes awkward gestures, feeling embarrassed a bit because the poor kid couldn't even really dirty talk.)
Uh- um. Guys have- like. Ugh. Wanted to do things with my...
(He gestures vaguely behind him.)
But I've no..idea...okay. I'm going to shut up now.
(He had only idly been fingered. One finger and the shallowest of fingering but he had been nervous and uncertain. Even if it had wound up feeling good it still felt like territory he had no idea what to do with. And what if a guy wanted to put his cock up there? It was bound to happen, right?)
[Gyro really isn't the sort to dwell on the unfortunate things in his life. Usually when he has a desire for something, or to do something, he just goes at it, doing his best to achieve it in whatever way possible, no matter how futile it might seem. Sometimes though he felt it, that helplessness mentioned before, but it was a pretty rare thing for him, something this place was getting him more familiar with though. Any shift in his expressing showing those feelings isn't meant to be directed at Percy, not that Percy can know that exactly. And really, what he said before about relationships and sex was just his usual sort of blunt way of trying to help. He wasn't the sort to sugar coat his opinions.]
[As for what Percy's bringing up now, he's feeling a little awkward himself as the kid starts to talk more about it. It's flattering he's coming to him about it, yeah. And he feels a little bad too that Percy both doesn't have many other adults in his life, or people to help him, and that it sounds like he hasn't gotten close to any ladies. But on the women bit, Gyro didn't always get along with them either, though intimately they were a lot easier for him. It helped that he was pretty playful though, and when he messed around with girls when he was Percy's age, girls tended to like the playfulness. Sometimes they did now too.]
[With a sigh through his nose he moves to slide a hand through his hair again, feeling a little bit hotter under the collar with every word. Was it all right to uh... talk to Percy about this? They never, you know... but it seemed like Percy was having even more of an issue himself with his questions. The kid still managed to come all this way to talk about it though, so Gyro makes an effort to keep calm as he listens, taking another drink of his beer before he responds.]
You want some help then, is that it? I don't play 'that end' much. [Because of his own insecurities he is nooott going t get into, but-]
I can help you get a feel for it, sure. I know my way around girls and guys. [He'll offer a smile, a calm one, doing his best to show Percy he's not offended by the implications, though Gyro's assuming a bit more than Percy is probably meaning for him too.]
(It really depended on what the unfortunate thing was and what else was happening around Percy at he time. The kid could have a short temper and was prone to getting upset easily and letting his emotions get the better of him. He thought too much with his heart and gut instincts and not nearly enough with his head. Some things he couldn't let go of. Some hurts too deep but he tried. At least he didn't cling to them in a way that impacted his overall quality of life. He wanted to have a good life, to be happy. He tried really hard.
Percy doesn't feel all that bad about the girl thing. Frankly, even before coming to Amoi, he was awful with girls. They either didn't like him or they made fun of him or one thing of many. That or he was always perpetually oblivious to them liking him. It just was not his strong suit by any means. He had no problem making girl friends but that was the extent of it. It helped though that he sort of had a thing for a guy here anyway. It distracted him from a lot of other problems he could be worrying about. Even if it refocused him onto a whole new crop of problems.
Percy is gnawing on one of his drawstrings by the time he's finished talking, worrying away at the cotton-like material Amoi used for clothes. His eyes flick up to Gyro and he grimaces a teensy bit when Gyro admits that he didn't usually mess with guys and Percy had the humility to blush a little. He should have realized that. Maybe Gyro had told him and he'd forgotten but really, Gyro didn't seem the sort of guy to really get off with guys either.
The smile does calm Percy down a little and it's only then that he realizes he had been tapping his foot consistently against the ground. He drops the damp drawstring from his mouth and flicks his hands about, cracking a few fingers before setting his hands on his own hips, clearing his throat.)
I- well, thanks, I think. I would really appreciate it. I'd like to uh- um. You know. Do more but I just feel kind of stupid with it. Everyone else is so experienced and I feel like an idiot cause I'm not and I don't really want to...mess around with people I don't know.
(But he knew Gyro. That goes without saying. Poor kid has no idea how he's making this all sound. He was mostly looking for vocal help. But you know. Miscommunication isn't always a bad thing.
He takes a few steps towards Gyro and shrugs, smiling at the guy.)
[All things will come when they're good and ready too. Girls, guys, eventually this place and everything that comes with it he'll at least be prepared for if not used to it. You could still be ready for something while not getting used to it.]
[As for having a thing for someone- well Gyro can't help Percy out with that at all. Gyro's been here a long time and people come and go far too often for anything deeper to happen. He lets those emotions take a back seat. If something is said or happens, so be it, but he can't let one person busy his mind so much when he has to keep his focus concerning many others. That and well, strangely enough it's never even occurred to him to go for some other sort of 'relationship' here. He feels pretty fulfilled in that respect, though granted the few times he did feel closer to someone they stopped really spending time with him. So... Again, good luck with that. Percy's younger though, things seem to happen at a faster pace back then.]
[He can help with what Percy's asking for though, even if he's a little worried for a few reasons. Percy being a guy actually has nothing to do with it, not anymore. When he said what he did he meant taking a cock up his own backside, not guys in general. He likes Percy, got along with him, saw him to be attractive too and someone he could have fun around. What he worried about was that doing something like this might ruin that in some way. But he feels pretty confident when it comes to their friendship already, after all, the kid thought to come to him for this. Sure he had uh.. no one else, not exactly ego boosting, but he trusts him enough.]
Everyone else is experienced because they had to spend a whole lot of time being kind of stupid before it too. I told you before, didn't I? This place makes things you didn't normally care much about a lot more important. But don't say thanks just yet. You're doing this because you have to right? I may not even be able to help.
[Like if Percy can't get into it for one. But he guesses he can still just get him 'ready' for it, even if Percy isn't into doing anything with him physically.]
[He lifts a hand, pointing at him.]
Mood. [Mood is where you begin.]
You're nervous right now, right? Do you feel sexy right now?
(It was true enough that he was young. He had gotten a crush on two girls awfully quick once. One had only taken what, two days? Hell, maybe even just the one. He had even arguably gotten a bit of a crush on a guy in a week. Young blood, young heart and all that. He wasn't always aware of his crushes but he could be to some extent. Being here had made things like that a little clearer for him to understand.
Percy really didn't mind. The idea stilled wigged him out a little bit but he also was intrigued. Percy hadn't come here with the intention of ruining anything though. He liked to think it wouldn't ruin things. Percy wasn't really the kind of person who would let something like this ever dictate the kind of relationship he had with people. That and he really did care about Gyro. Maybe it wasn't romantic, no, but Percy's platonic devotion was as everlasting as his romantic devotion. The fatal flaw of loyalty was a fierce one and Gyro was apart of it now.)
Yeah, I know. I guess I just feel like I haven't met literally anyone else like me here and it kind of sucks.
(He had thrown himself in pretty hard from the getgo but it seemed maybe like he hadn't. It seemed like others had gone faster. Gyro wasn't shocking as he was older. He would have more experience even from back on his own planet. But it was all the kids Percy's own age that wound up making him feel slow and stupid.)
Well. I wouldn't really say have to but strongly want to. Because I feel like maybe you really could help me.
(Gyro could be an idiot in his humor but the guy was a doctor and after having enough conversations with him, it was evident that he was about as much of an idiot as Percy was: which, by the way, was not at all.
When Gyro points at him and says that one word, Percy blinks, eyes fluttering for a moment and then he can't help but grin a little sheepishly.)
Yeah, I'm nervous.
(If they're going to do this, he might as well be honest. And that would have been a stupid lie anyway. It was painfully obvious he was nervous. The second question made him laugh and then shake his head.)
No. Not at all. I feel like a dumb kid in sneakers standing in front of a guy who is probably out of my league.
(In complete honesty. It wasn't even a self-deprecating comment. Percy wasn't like that. It was sort of just a fact. Gyro was admittedly gorgeous, long flowing blond hair, handsome face, older, experienced. Of course he was out of Percy's league.)
There aren't any leagues, does this look like a sport to you? And even if it was, any sports are biased towards elites anyway so you've already won.
[Smiling as he leans against the table at his side. He stays facing Percy, lets the kid get close too, as close as he might without nearing at all himself yet.]
I'll help you, you're right, you're lucky I like you. Lucky you're pretty cute too. [Said as he lifts his chin a little and raises a hand. He'll finally close the gap, taking Percy's chin in his hand and lifting his face up a little. He's remembering getting... close then, by the fire. That was actually-]
But mood's important, say... You want to know something? I've already felt it once but I didn't do anything about it. So I'll ask now, none of this matters, we're coming out of it together, right? Even if I gross you out a little? [Because they're going to do butt stuff, it's a little gross after all. But he just wants to make sure... it's why he hadn't given into that mood before by the campfire. He didn't want to ruin being friends with him, and he didn't want to make it seem like that's all he wanted from him.]
(He says this without a waver in his voice, steady and firm. He did not want Gyro to think that he thought he was better than Gyro just because of some other world's caste system. He didn't.
But he doesn't get fierce and passionate about it. That isn't why he's here and even Percy has the sense to know that.
The compliment warrants his ears going a bit pink. He doesn't know if he's been called cute before. Handsome, mostly. He's so focused on the compliment he doesn't see the hand coming and gives the smallest start when his chin is taken. He stares up at Gyro with large eyes. He-
He hadn't meant this to be a physical lesson. Scrambling mentally backwards, he wonders where the hell he had made Gyro think that. His mouth was opened to correct this, to fix what was about to happen.
But then his mouth shuts.
Because he realizes that there was genuine attraction there. That it had happened once before, by the fire, when Percy had been lulled in by Gyro and thought maybe, just maybe, they could kiss. He bites the corner of his own lip and steps closer to Gyro until their hips are just barely touching.)
Yeah, course we are. You're my friend. I wouldn't drop that for anything.
(He means it so painfully sincere that it softens his voice and furrows his brows.)
Besides, it's not really all that gross to me.
(He'd thought that he actually kind of liked it. Particularly when he was doing it to other guys but getting it done to him- well. The body just didn't gross him out, he guessed.)
We're friends. I know that. That's why I'm here, you know. Cause I trust you and I trust- this. Us really to not get all weird after.
[Well he sort of assumed Percy was coming to him for a physical lesson... strangely enough he's done this before, even once with the target of Percy's affections. Gyro hadn't known Gokudera was having as many difficulties as he was with the idea of anal stimulation, but the guy sure did push for Gyro to massage him inside and out in order to better get him used to the feeling. This was a bit further than that, and boy he'd feel... stupid, if he knew Percy just wanted verbal advice, whoops.]
Right- so then I'll say it, I wanted to kiss you once. Do you get it? Mood can be everything, it can help you too if it's good enough. Confidence can really make a mood too.
[More than he needed you to say Percy but it's good to know this won't fuck up what they have going on. He would've been more nervous himself here too if a lot of his partners weren't younger than him, most actually. But Percy was also being pretty adult about it, even if him asking at all spoke for his inexperience.]
[Gyro pulls Percy's chin in a little more, craning his own a little forward and cocking his head to the side.]
So trust me when I say it, you could easily be sexy if you wanted to, even in sneakers... [A glance down to said sneakers and he grins, looking up again.]
I like 'em. But I kind of miss the fish costume too.
(Thankfully Percy wasn't about to mention verbal advice or the fact that's what he had meant. It would just make things awkward and not just for Gyro. Besides, he really...didn't mind. Gyro really was handsome, really was kind of Percy's type. It was a bit intimidating being with an older guy but Percy found that he was a lot less nervous or embarrassed than when he messed around with someone his own age who was so much more experienced.
He feels oddly flattered then when Gyro says it bluntly and Percy finds that he respects that immensely. He even grins.)
I wanted to kiss you too. And okay, confidence, sure, that makes sense. (He wasn't being sarcastic. It really did make sense.) I just find it tricky sometimes to like- be with a guy who has had so many more partners and more experience and it's like why the heck would he want to sleep with me who can barely think to do jack.
(Which was insecurity purely but he has a point anyway. Sure you could say 'just don't compare yourself' but it was really hard sometimes not to. Especially since he did want to impress Gokudera and Gokudera having been with so many people. The same thing happened with other people too though. It was just the most pronounced with Gokudera because of obvious reasons.
Poor Percy, really.
Maybe it was more than he needed to say but it was worth saying, he thinks.
His eyes widen minutely as his chin was pulled at and his breath tightens up in the pit of his chest.
You could easily be sexy if you wanted to.
He automatically turns his toes in as Gyro looks down and he feels a flush crawling into his face. But the mention of the fish costume has him smirking.)
Aw that thing was awful.
(He bites at the corner of his own lip then. He wasn't going to just be a passive student. He wanted Gyro to know that he wasn't just going to sit there and let Gyro walk him through everything. Percy was an interactive guy and so he slid both of his hands up Gyro's broad, muscled chest.)
You're pretty sexy in this.
(He admits this with some degree of shyness but mostly boldness, his eyes flicking up, staring up at Gyro from beneath his eyelashes.)
Yeah? Well, I have to admit, I'm pretty great at kissing, you're instinct wasn't off target at all. But I got that way from doing it, and because I like to.
[He moves his hand off his chin and taps at Percy's nose, flicking it up after.]
Experience and practice are important, but you know what's the most important? Having the will to get there. That goes for everything, got it? You have to have determination. Who cares if you're less experienced? You'll get more experienced by wanting it, so don't let fear get in the way or else you're just dust in the wind.
[Experienced partners could go both ways for people. Sometimes they intimidated you, and sometimes you looked at it like a saving grace. Someone to help you learn. Percy seemed to be embracing the latter though was choosing someone he felt more safe with to maybe mess up a little. Made sense, he didn't want to fuck shit up with who ever else, but to Gyro that'd sound more like he needs to just talk it out with who ever else. Wanting to impress someone is one thing, but trusting them to not reject you is veeeery close to that. Plus, how the hell does he think Gokudera got that experience? Waving his ass up in there air. You just have to have the guts to do it. Though Gyro's not about to wave his ass around himself. His issues are less about his lack of experience and more about...
Well, the fact that he was sort of kind of forced upon by another guy and his issues with masculinity as a product of his time era. An entirely different ball game that no one's touched on and no one likely will. At least Percy's being gung -ho about fixing his more personal issues.]
Nyoooo- hoo! It was awful yeah, but skin tight works for you, there's some awesome shorts and pants you should be spending those big elite bytes on.
[Ho ho hands on his chest, getting somewhere. He smiles wider, 'GO! GO! ZEPPELI' as bright as ever over those gold teeth. He'll move his hands down to curl his fingers into the belt loops of Percy's jeans, tugging his hips a little closer. At he same time he hunches a little, closing the gap between they're height but getting his face closer enough that Percy will better smell a mix of his woody smelling cologne and the cider beer on his breath. Not a usual pick for him, a bit sweet, but he keeps some there for Kaname if she's ever to visit, just like he keeps a stock of citrus soda for Noiz, and tea for Jin.]
Yeah, the suit gets that a lot. Do I look pro-fess-ion-aaaal? Wanna call me 'Doc' while we play around? Nyeh- heheh.
I'm uh. I taste like salt apparently? I don't actually know if I'm a good kisser or not.
(He hasn't ever explicitly asked anyone. No one seemed to have any complaints but Percy's got no clue if he's good or bad at any one thing when it came to sex.
He makes a low whine when his nose if flicked and gives Gyro a glare without any heat in it whatsoever.)
Gee, thanks. I do have the will to get there. I just don't want to get there with like fifty different people. It seems like even that's discouraged here though. I mean, I get it, everyone here is anti-monogamy or whatever but I still want to at least like and know the people I mess around with.
(And that was sort of another part of the problem. Percy didn't completely mind the idea of this whole...sex thing. He was a sixteen year old boy, okay, no one had to actually convince him that getting head was something he wanted. He definitely wanted it- I mean seriously. It was just. He really didn't want to actually sleep around. He had no interest in it. Maybe a couple partners but it went against his instinct to just have one person. He knew it was pointless as all hell to hope for that here but he didn't want to just. Practice all over the place with anyone willing. That...wasn't the type of person he was ever going to be.
The only time he really would wind up like that was when aphrodisiacs got into his system. Point is though - Percy didn't really want to wave his ass in the air.
Yeeeah that would be a mood killer for anyone.
The compliment has him turning a little redder but he does smile. Did Gyro seriously think that? Percy stores that away for a later date though he had a hunch maybe that was something more for if he wanted to seduce someone into fucking him rather than seducing someone into taking it from him.)
Skin tight shorts. Got it. Not gonna lie, I've never really had the money to buy fancy clothes before so I guess it wouldn't kill to broaden my horizon outside of jeans and t-shirts.
(At least every now and then.
Percy makes a quiet sound as he's tugged forward and he smirks a bit, enjoying the closeness and the raw, masculine scent of Gyro. Percy just smells like the ocean. Pure and simple. Not like he spent the day at the ocean but literally like he was the ocean. That perfect seabreeze scent.)
Oh, God, no. Don't be such a perv.
(But Percy is grinning so he's clearly not actually bothered at all. Maybe another time when he was more confident, it'd be kind of hot, but right then it just struck him as outrageous and funny. He presses his body up against Gyro's, their hips aligning comfortably and his toes lifting him up from the balls of his feet. He slides a hand into Gyro's long hair, twisting some of it around his fingers.)
Sooo, do I get to kiss you yet or are you still working on the mood thing? Cause I'm pretty in the mood.
(He was also, once again, a teenager. The wind hitting his dick just right could get him in the mood.)
Salt? Does food taste saltier to you then? Do you ever need to salt anything? Hey, can you drink salt water?
[Getting a little distracted here with that salty business. He doesn't pull away as he talks though, instead staying close and playfully wigging at Percy's hips with his fingers still hooked in the belt loops of his pants. It's sure fire that if Percy hasn't kissed much he won't be very good at it yet, but that's generally how it was. Not everyone was a natural. You could open your mouth too wide, not open it enough, use too much or too little tongue. It was something you consciously had to get yourself better at until it became muscle memory. Eventually you'd take it like anything you had to train your body to get used to. He's lucky he's with someone with a good deal of experience with his mouth though. Even as someone around Percy's age he played around with girls, kissed them, ate them out, helped too that he had some nice lips to work with.]
Did I say that? You can get good fucking the same person, you think I run around spreading my legs like some live wire wench? No way. Get experience with who you want to.
[He doesn't ever remember saying experience meant he had to sleep around everywhere. Infact, day one he told him to find people he was comfortable with. It's what Gyro did. Sure a few times it happens sort of... uplanned, even anonymously, but that happened here easily. He got pretty good at avoiding that for the most part by now anyway.]
Nyyeeoo- ho! Show me first, got it? Prooomise.
[Hunching to crane his neck even closer as he tugs at Percy's hips. It gets easy quickly to be more touchy with him he's noticing. It helps that they've already hit it off so well. He wouldn't naturally be this comfortable touching like this. But even at the start Percy showed to be a good sink if his time, he was easy to be around and it helped the kid fed into his own silly sense of humour here and there as well. He felt good against him and he'd be hard pressed to look away from those eyes. It was veering off into some sea in those spheres, and the sea breeze scent wafting around him only added to it. The ocean to Gyro's own scent of woody cedar and rosewood aftershave, the smell of leather, the smell of smoke and campfires if you got him at the right time. A refreshing pacific breeze contrasted against a cozy woodland wind.]
[He breathed him in as he got close, felt a coolness in his skin and a clarity in his skull, chuckling at Percy's words.]
Sorry- no- I'm not, everyone's some kind perv. You want me to show you a little of mine right now too, don't you? [Leaning in and down a bit more, his bright green lips curled into a smile, his forehead pushing against Percy's.]
Well, I mean we're trading, I'll see some of yours too. So let's do it, come on-
Kiss me first if you're so in the mood.
[Said as his hands tighten on his hips, clenching in as he tugs at him again. The mood was mutual too. All the touching by now, the back and forth banter, the closeness. He felt a dull warmth start to rise under the chill from that sea breeze scent filling his nose.]
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.)
[Gyro was a pro at playful, comfortable moods. He banked on it whenever things got too heavy or too deep. So if Percy needed someone around to smooth things out and lighten things, Gyro was his man. He could flirt with the best of them too given the right target, though his flirting often got just as silly as everything else he did when he was being less severe. He liked kissing too, so he was even more excited ontop of it being with someone he felt a sort of connection to. You noticed when someone else had the same sort of energy you did. They were completely different sorts of people, but they were similar in the right ways.]
You better mean it, I like when people dress up for me, I do it waaay too much.
[Dressing up for others seems to be a common thing in his life. Usually it was the result of some trade or deal or game. He guess he understood why others wanted it though, after all, he liked when people dressed up for him too. Being a pervert sort of played into that too, since he tended to really enjoy when his male partners dressed in drag for him. Call it a result of his upbringing, that sort of thing being so taboo. He's probably a bit of an asshole for having such cemented gender roles in his head, enough that men in women's clothing is not only funny but alluring in a way. But he can't really do much about that. He's gotten a lot better at least with trying to get out of the norms instilled upon him by his era.]
[He sure as hell wouldn't be able to kiss another man so easily if he hadn't gotten over certain aspects of how he was raised and his time. But he did, and he is. Percy pushes in, closing the gap, letting heat raise where warmth meets between their lips. He feels Percy's breath dust out from his nose over his top lip, another deep breath of the sea before it starts starts to feel more like it as Percy opens his mouth. He feels lips pull, cleaving open against his and the gentle, slick greeting of an oral muscle aside from his own.]
[It- makes him laugh.
He pulls back, though only enough to break the kiss, grinding their foreheads together still.]
Suuuuuch a little perv, already trying to get into my mouth? Too dry in here for you, SeaMan?
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Yeah? So? I'm not using my belly button for anything else, am I?
[Snaps back a little before that poke to his stomach surprises him. Percy will feel him tense up under his finger though the muscles there were pretty sculpted underneath to begin with. He'll follow with a hearty pat to his own stomach, right over his belly, seemingly this piercing must be healed then. He makes no efforts to dodge hitting it but isn't about to show it off right now.]
They're definitely cool, and who says I'll wear them when get old? I'll just get gold dentures, nyo-ho!
[Said with another wide grin. Well HE think's they're cool, who's standards are they even going by anyway? Society's? Fuck society, especially this one.
[Gyro shrugs, taking a turn. His place isn't much further though they soon walk to another outdoor part of Hyaline, a tiled path leads out to several private residences, Percy knows the one though, and even if he didn't, it's the one with a small open lot and a personal stable built next to it.]
Ooold people, really? I know plenty of well dressed old people, maybe they just try to be boring to make up for how crazy everything else is. [Shrugs.]
My guess is everyone from your world just about 'dressed down', judging from how you do. But don't worry about it, most off worlders here are like that seems like, the fashion of natives is more've what I'm used to. [Kind of anyway. The fashion of amoi is out there and his own world could be too, of course with a sprinkling of western wear considering where he was then.]
[He pauses and then, on a limb, he decides to comment on that.]
Your mom sounds great. A great lady. I bet you never thought she dressed like an 'old person.' [Smile.]
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No, yeah. Nothing's wrong with it, man. Good on you.
(He at least means that. It's cool that Gyro's comfortable with himself or whatever. Percy had only really dodged the belly button cause the kid knew jackshit about piercings. He wasn't about to pretend to and potentially mess anything up. Basic respect.)
Oh my gods. Please get golden dentures that would be so great.
(Hilarious and somehow vastly cooler than grills. Maybe it was just because the idea of any old man attempting something like that sounded incredible. Percy was just picturing a bunch of old geezers smirking at each other with their golden dentures and idly threatening each other with their walking canes. What a great life.
He does know the one and the stable is enough to make him grin, excited to see Valkyrie. It isn't too surprising to see that Blackjack is standing next to it, talking adamantly to Valkyrie.)
I wouldn't say they were poorly dressed. Just that they were dressed in plain old clothes.
(So, boring kind of. Though Percy didn't exactly have a slamming style sense himself. He also didn't claim to. He was too poor to afford anything more than clearance rack Walmart shirts and pants. He had updated a bit here though. Not hugely but his wardrobe was a little more full of slightly higher quality clothes. He knew his mom would have wanted to get him better things had she the chance.
He looks over at Gyro and is instantly warmed by the comment about his mother. Fondness fills his face and he smiles a soft sort of smile.)
She's literally the best person in the entire world.
(He sighs as he says this, missing his mother something awful.)
Oh, gods no. She has a bit of gray in her hair and I still think she looks perfect. She's super naturally pretty. She's so nice. She's never once lost her temper with me. I have no clue how. I was really difficult growing up but she's never yelled at me or been disappointed.
(His jaw clenches and he stares ahead, feeling a bit pained from how badly he wanted to speak to her again. And just to make sure that she was doing okay, that she wasn't worried sick over him. The inability to do so had been the worst part about Amoi so far. But then his face smooths out and he grins over at Gyro, eyes bright. It hurt to talk about his mom, but it hurt way more to not talk about her.)
What are your parents like? If that's cool to ask.
(He knew very, very well familial things could be very complicated. After all, he had just met Luke's mother and that....That was something else entirely.)
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[Ah... there is a depressing undertone to this, one Gyro isn't aware of though. So he's just excited. Hell yes gold dentures.]
[Closer still, Gyro's fancy italian make shoes with their long toes tap on the smooth stone step by step. There is some scattered hay here and there but he keeps it clean around here for the most part. The stable doors will be opened after a series of locks are opened and he smiles and greats Valkyrie just as the horse makes a whinny in excitement and nods his head. Heeey hey there pal! Gyro will let the horse out a bit to stretch his legs, changing his food and water, and doing some minor tending to the stable as they talk. He'll get to cleaning it more later when he's not still in this suit.]
[Valkyrie will first push his head up against Gyro and receive some attention before he heads over to Percy happily and lifts his head to nip and groom lightly against Percy's shirt. It won't be enough to tear it or anything though.]
Yeah?
[A smile, small but there, as he glances back to Percy at that comment. You can really tell Percy looks up to and cares about his mom. Even if his words weren't being so blatant of this fondness, his tone gave him away, his expression. The way he feels isn't... like that. It almost doesn't seem right even talking about his parents when he hears how much love Percy has for his mother.]
[And it wasn't that he didn't love his parents he just... well he was never allowed to even say he did when he was there. His father was a big reason why he never spoke about himself, why showing true emotion and desire and love for another person openly was so difficult to him. His father cared, he took care of his family, tended to them, saw they got on well and taught Gyro everything he knows but... He treated family like this obligation and not something spiritual, the sort of man that valued the honour in family and the duty of his role as a father, but never hugged any of his children or allowed them to have close friends.]
[It was a different sort of family he's sure, than what Percy knows, than what a lot of people do, and there's a big reason he's never old anyone here.]
They're parents. My dad works, my mom cooks.
[Is all he'll really say, shrugging a shoulder. Gyro shows no bitterness or anger in his tone. Instead it's rather serious, blank, calm.]
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Hey there, big guy. How's it hanging?
(He laughs as he's 'groomed' and man, even if his clothes had been torn, he wouldn't have given a solid damn. So worth it for horse affection. Now that Valkyrie was out of the stables, Blackjack could properly talk to the horse and did exactly that, walking up on the horse's other side and reaching over to happily nose at Valkyrie's neck.
Percy steps aside to make room for the horses and glances over at Gyro.)
Do you need any help? I'm good around a stable.
(He really was too. Didn't really even need direction. He would have just done but he also didn't want to step on Gyro's toes. Some people were very dedicated to being the only one who took care of their animals and Percy respected that enough to not just make the assumption of helping. Gyro was an independent guy.)
Yeah. I swear I'm only alive because of her to this day.
(Which actually wasn't far off from the truth. It had been his mom more than anyone who had saved him that day when he was twelve. She'd sacrificed herself so that he could make it to camp. The gods be good that she hadn't actually died but she had been more than willing to when she did what she did. Percy likely wouldn't have been so lucky as to merely been frozen in the Underworld.
Percy was many kinds of oblivious. He was oblivious to girls, he was oblivious even to boys, he was oblivious to plenty of social things but he wasn't oblivious to the things that genuinely mattered. He could read tone, infliction, and body language better than most and while Gyro didn't seem like he'd had a cruel childhood by any means, he definitely clearly didn't want to talk much about it and Percy wasn't about to pry. That kind of things sometimes needed to be naturally brought up, not pulled and poked at. So Percy smiles at Gyro easily and gives a nod.)
That's cool, man.
(Which is a pretty general statement. He wasn't going to say more than that. He wasn't one of those people who just because he had a good relationship with his mother didn't mean he didn't understand not everyone else did. He knew plenty who had awful relationships and he never made the assumption people were lucky. That was just dumb.)
I forgot, do you have any siblings?
(Had they talked about it before? If they did, he didn't remember. It was a chance at a gradual subject change though.)
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[At Percy's question Gyro pauses and then chuckles to himself, moving to smoothly shell his suit jacket from himself and loosen his tie.]
Yeah, it'll make it faster, then I don't have to do it later either.
[He'll take that help, he's sure Percy knows the work too so he won't need to direct him. Gyro will first ask to hang his jacket near where his saddle is hanging and then begins to get to work as he continues to speak to him. He'll have to press and clean this suit anyway, what's a little more hay and musk.]
Owing your life's a big responsibility. The right people'd say you owe it to your parents anyway.
[He's not sure if he was, though, 'the right people' was definitely his father. He had that ingrained respect and duty for his family too though, even if his first thoughts weren't exactly loving ones. At most he felt bitter, but he did care for them. He appreciates too that Percy isn't the prying sort. Maybe it'll come out another time, maybe not, but it definitely had to naturally.]
Yeah, four. Three brothers and a sister, I'm the oldest though. [Something he'd be a little unhappy about if he ever thought it over, but he's always just accepted what being the eldest meant.]
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Percy finds a pair of rubber gloves and a pronged pitchfork. After making sure of where Gyro kept his muck bucket, he began to turn out the dirty hay in the stall.)
Yeah, well, everyone is alive because of parents but that doesn't mean you owe your life to them.
(Some parents were awful people. Some parents didn't even want children and wound up with them anyway. That statement was a bit stupid, in his opinion. Sometimes gratitude towards parents wasn't warranted and even having a good relationship with his mom, it didn't leave him blind to the truth of it.)
But I really mean it with my mom. Kind of literally. If she hadn't driven me to the camp, I would have probably died. She almost did die.
(He murmurs that bit softly, frowning to himself. She hadn't died though. That's all that did matter. Percy glances around.)
Do you have water in here? I could do a deep clean of the floor if you do.
(And real quick, obviously.
He won't pry, no. Figures if Gyro wants to tell him, he'll tell him. Until then, Percy will ask lighter, different questions. He gives a nod and grins even.)
That's cool, man. I have a half-brother myself. I'm older than him. I think? I'm pretty sure.
(He has no idea how old Tyson is but he has always felt like he was the older brother of the two of them. Once the dirty hay is in the bucket, he sweeps up anything remaining and it's evident that his work is thorough when he bothers to actually try at it.)
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No way, sometimes they're jerks, then you treat them like jerks. Even if you're taught otherwise, it's what they have coming.
[Not really resent, that's not what he's trying to say, just, people get what they're due is all.]
[He'll log away what Percy says about his mom and can't help but hating the fact that he's forgotten his own mom's name now... her face too. He makes a mental note too to tell Percy about the memory issue more in detail soon. Considering how important it sounded, how important she was, he knew the kid wouldn't want to forget her. Better let him know so he can start recording all he remembers of her.]
You think? Different mom, right? [Considering that pantheon he's a part of.] So you're pretty used to people being polyamory then? Makes this place waaay easier.
[He'll toss his coat down on the rustic looking couch in his very western aesthetic living room. After that he undoes his hair and moves to go start up the AC unit. It's a pretty nice one, one a mongrel's pension sure didn't buy. Seems like this place was furbished by someone other than a mongrel too. Nothing really extravagant, but it definitely has more decorations than a man as poor as Gyro could afford.]
[He rolls up his sleeves, heading to the kitchen.]
Tea, coffee?
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Yeah. He's a cyclops so the age thing is a little weird. (He shrugs but then at the suggestion that he's 'used' to people being polygamous gets a bit of a look, head tilt, and a quirked brow.) Uh....How does me having a half-brother correlate to being used to polyamory? I mean, people can do what they want I guess, but I'm definitely not used to that? I mean with the gods it's not really polyamory so much as actual cheating. My dad's technical 'wife' kind of hates me. I'm a product of an affair, dude. The gods weren't polygamous, they just...slept around a lot. There were affairs, not multiple relationships- I mean maybe in some stories and with some marriages, sure, but it was more- affairs. I think. Why do you think there's so much fighting among them and the mortals and monsters?
And considering I didn't grow up in that sort of environment, no, I'm not used to it. I grew up in the regular mortal world in modern day society where polyamory is typically not a thing. It's cool if people want that but I'm monogamous myself. It doesn't help that my fatal flaw is loyalty so I'm even more monogamous than usual, probably. Not that I've ever really dated to know but I feel like I would be. It's cool what other people want to do but it's....not been any easier for me to adjust here, no.
(Percy wasn't angry, just confused as to how he'd be okay with that. No one would really be okay with that when they were being killed because God A decided they had to sleep with God B/Mortal A. Hell, it was because of that that the gorgon Medusa was even created and she hated Percy as a result of his father doing what he did to her. Polyamory? That didn't have a lot to do with it. Gods were too petty.
It definitely didn't help his situation. It was hard for him to actually 'sleep around'. He knew it wasn't easy to avoid and he was trying hard to adjust but so far, he wasn't doing brilliantly.
And that's precisely why he was even here in the first place to talk to Gyro about. Now that he was remembering that, he fell quiet and a bit serious. He set his bag down on the ground by the door and removed his shoes before stepping inside. He doesn't take much notice of his surroundings because now he was too preoccupied with...what he had wanted to talk to Gyro about.)
Uh, neither.
(He was fine enough. He follows Gyro into the kitchen and plays with the drawstrings of his hoodie. He stays by the door way and stares at the floor.)
Hey. In speaking of getting used to this place, that's actually kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.
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How am I supposed to know? Maybe your group of those gods finally worked it out, how was I supposed to know they were just as dysfunctional as the ones I was taught about back home?
[Jesus though, Percy that's a lot of words. He doesn't mind a lecture, he's used to them, but the kid was really blowing steam here.]
With all that, good luck. And anyway, who ever said that sleeping around went against 'loyalties'? As long as you and who ever your with talk about it, what's it matter?
Guess that's a pretty new thing, I dunno, makes sense after you've been here a while. [Stepping to the table as Percy walks into the kitchen. He has a beer in hand and pops open it's tab, taking a drink, before he sets it on the table surface and leans against it.]
Good luck with that.
[The whole being monogamous thing. He supposes he is too... but no one's ever put in interest in having him under some title like boyfriend or what have you. Seemed like things just went as they were here. Sure he could be jealous, but he was also a private person. If someone he liked was with someone else in whatever way, he'd pull back or just let it be, if he knew it was the sort of thing to let be. It was about being empathetic. He wasn't about to let his jealousy of someone get in the way of them doing what they wanted either...
it was why he kept losing people here he'd guess, if he ever bothered thinking about. It felt like nearly every person he really got close to sort of just disappeared. Maybe that's why the whole 'titles/boyfriend' thing never happened.]
All right, what is? Adjusting? Why not hanging so well?
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He shrugs.)
I'd pay to see the day gods worked anything out.
(Percy frowns at Gyro and seriously, man. This kid hasn't ever even dated or so much as dipped his toes into romance. He's just a normal kid. You really think he's going to have the sense to understand certain complexities like figuring out a way to be with someone in a city like this that didn't involve the only form of dating he really knew about?
Giving him way too much credit. He shrugs.)
I don't know man. I'm not used to it. It's not an excuse, I know, but I'm just- not. And I'm trying to be, I really am.
(And he really was. But so far it seemed like everyone thought he was miles behind where he should be and well- hell. That wasn't his problem. He was trying to be good about it. He had feelings for someone and it wasn't like he was forcing anything on the guy. He wasn't even trying to get in the way of his happiness. Zero expectations. But shit, he was only human and wasn't used to this sort of culture. It's a culture shock and it wasn't going to be one he'd get used to in a month. It was hard enough actually messing around with people. The only saving grace was that he was a teenage boy filled with hormones and had been broken in with aphrodisiac encounters.
Percy wasn't really jealous per say. But if someone he liked liked someone else, he'd feel a little hurt but also back off. That's all there was to it. There'd be no tantrums or fights. Just a quiet sort of acceptance. It didn't help with people vanishing either though- no. Percy could understand that. But really, he also figured that in the real world back home, anyone could die at any time. So was it really so different?
He grows quiet and he doesn't really know how to go about this. He licks his lips and looks down at his feet, brows furrowed together.)
Uh. Well. I guess- no. Not really adjusting. I mean it is a little weird adjusting, I can't even lie to that, but it's more. I feel kind of like I don't really know what I'm doing half the time? I tried to watch porn but it made me feel weird and not the good kind of weird just awkward and I uh. It's just. I just maybe need some - I don't know.
Uh....Direction?
(Great, Percy. Smoooooth.)
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It takes some time, I'm not even used to everything here yet... and you know what? I don't want to be, there's things we shouldn't get used to.
[But he's not at all talking about the sex or relationships there, he's talking more about the horrible consent issues this place lacks, this WORLD lacks. It pisses him right the hell off, especially that feeling of helplessness that couples with it much of the time.]
[The more serious topic aside though, he's thrown a little off guard by what Percy finally implies. His brows go up, pauses as he stares down at him curiously.]
Like with...
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Well no, I don't want to be either.
(But some things were impossible to avoid. He would agree on the consent front. Not that he's fully wrapped his mind around it yet but technically his first few times messing around hadn't fully been his idea but the work of aphrodisiacs. The trees had been extremely potent for Percy as the aphrodisiacs there weren't even water based. He had zero defenses against them. Sex pollen. Percy Jackson's ultimate weakness.
Gyro's expression unnerves Percy some and maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all. But Percy was used to making dumb choices so he takes a slow, steadying breath and plows onward.)
Yeah.
(He slips his hands into his pockets and looks a bit sheepish, shrugging his shoulders up high.)
I know it's kind of weird but I don't know. I trust you. You're really the only actual adult I know here and...I kind of just feel like an idiot every time I'm with a guy without aphrodisiacs but I really, really don't want to really be on aphrodisiacs if I'm going to be doing this stuff.
(And he doesn't bring up girls because he still hasn't messed around with a girl yet. That was a daunting field that he still felt anxious about. One issue at a time.)
Like I don't even....I've never even....
(He makes awkward gestures, feeling embarrassed a bit because the poor kid couldn't even really dirty talk.)
Uh- um. Guys have- like. Ugh. Wanted to do things with my...
(He gestures vaguely behind him.)
But I've no..idea...okay. I'm going to shut up now.
(He had only idly been fingered. One finger and the shallowest of fingering but he had been nervous and uncertain. Even if it had wound up feeling good it still felt like territory he had no idea what to do with. And what if a guy wanted to put his cock up there? It was bound to happen, right?)
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[As for what Percy's bringing up now, he's feeling a little awkward himself as the kid starts to talk more about it. It's flattering he's coming to him about it, yeah. And he feels a little bad too that Percy both doesn't have many other adults in his life, or people to help him, and that it sounds like he hasn't gotten close to any ladies. But on the women bit, Gyro didn't always get along with them either, though intimately they were a lot easier for him. It helped that he was pretty playful though, and when he messed around with girls when he was Percy's age, girls tended to like the playfulness. Sometimes they did now too.]
[With a sigh through his nose he moves to slide a hand through his hair again, feeling a little bit hotter under the collar with every word. Was it all right to uh... talk to Percy about this? They never, you know... but it seemed like Percy was having even more of an issue himself with his questions. The kid still managed to come all this way to talk about it though, so Gyro makes an effort to keep calm as he listens, taking another drink of his beer before he responds.]
You want some help then, is that it? I don't play 'that end' much. [Because of his own insecurities he is nooott going t get into, but-]
I can help you get a feel for it, sure. I know my way around girls and guys. [He'll offer a smile, a calm one, doing his best to show Percy he's not offended by the implications, though Gyro's assuming a bit more than Percy is probably meaning for him too.]
Helps that you're not an asshole too.
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Percy doesn't feel all that bad about the girl thing. Frankly, even before coming to Amoi, he was awful with girls. They either didn't like him or they made fun of him or one thing of many. That or he was always perpetually oblivious to them liking him. It just was not his strong suit by any means. He had no problem making girl friends but that was the extent of it. It helped though that he sort of had a thing for a guy here anyway. It distracted him from a lot of other problems he could be worrying about. Even if it refocused him onto a whole new crop of problems.
Percy is gnawing on one of his drawstrings by the time he's finished talking, worrying away at the cotton-like material Amoi used for clothes. His eyes flick up to Gyro and he grimaces a teensy bit when Gyro admits that he didn't usually mess with guys and Percy had the humility to blush a little. He should have realized that. Maybe Gyro had told him and he'd forgotten but really, Gyro didn't seem the sort of guy to really get off with guys either.
The smile does calm Percy down a little and it's only then that he realizes he had been tapping his foot consistently against the ground. He drops the damp drawstring from his mouth and flicks his hands about, cracking a few fingers before setting his hands on his own hips, clearing his throat.)
I- well, thanks, I think. I would really appreciate it. I'd like to uh- um. You know. Do more but I just feel kind of stupid with it. Everyone else is so experienced and I feel like an idiot cause I'm not and I don't really want to...mess around with people I don't know.
(But he knew Gyro. That goes without saying. Poor kid has no idea how he's making this all sound. He was mostly looking for vocal help. But you know. Miscommunication isn't always a bad thing.
He takes a few steps towards Gyro and shrugs, smiling at the guy.)
So um. Where do we begin?
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[As for having a thing for someone- well Gyro can't help Percy out with that at all. Gyro's been here a long time and people come and go far too often for anything deeper to happen. He lets those emotions take a back seat. If something is said or happens, so be it, but he can't let one person busy his mind so much when he has to keep his focus concerning many others. That and well, strangely enough it's never even occurred to him to go for some other sort of 'relationship' here. He feels pretty fulfilled in that respect, though granted the few times he did feel closer to someone they stopped really spending time with him. So... Again, good luck with that. Percy's younger though, things seem to happen at a faster pace back then.]
[He can help with what Percy's asking for though, even if he's a little worried for a few reasons. Percy being a guy actually has nothing to do with it, not anymore. When he said what he did he meant taking a cock up his own backside, not guys in general. He likes Percy, got along with him, saw him to be attractive too and someone he could have fun around. What he worried about was that doing something like this might ruin that in some way. But he feels pretty confident when it comes to their friendship already, after all, the kid thought to come to him for this. Sure he had uh.. no one else, not exactly ego boosting, but he trusts him enough.]
Everyone else is experienced because they had to spend a whole lot of time being kind of stupid before it too. I told you before, didn't I? This place makes things you didn't normally care much about a lot more important. But don't say thanks just yet. You're doing this because you have to right? I may not even be able to help.
[Like if Percy can't get into it for one. But he guesses he can still just get him 'ready' for it, even if Percy isn't into doing anything with him physically.]
[He lifts a hand, pointing at him.]
Mood. [Mood is where you begin.]
You're nervous right now, right? Do you feel sexy right now?
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Percy really didn't mind. The idea stilled wigged him out a little bit but he also was intrigued. Percy hadn't come here with the intention of ruining anything though. He liked to think it wouldn't ruin things. Percy wasn't really the kind of person who would let something like this ever dictate the kind of relationship he had with people. That and he really did care about Gyro. Maybe it wasn't romantic, no, but Percy's platonic devotion was as everlasting as his romantic devotion. The fatal flaw of loyalty was a fierce one and Gyro was apart of it now.)
Yeah, I know. I guess I just feel like I haven't met literally anyone else like me here and it kind of sucks.
(He had thrown himself in pretty hard from the getgo but it seemed maybe like he hadn't. It seemed like others had gone faster. Gyro wasn't shocking as he was older. He would have more experience even from back on his own planet. But it was all the kids Percy's own age that wound up making him feel slow and stupid.)
Well. I wouldn't really say have to but strongly want to. Because I feel like maybe you really could help me.
(Gyro could be an idiot in his humor but the guy was a doctor and after having enough conversations with him, it was evident that he was about as much of an idiot as Percy was: which, by the way, was not at all.
When Gyro points at him and says that one word, Percy blinks, eyes fluttering for a moment and then he can't help but grin a little sheepishly.)
Yeah, I'm nervous.
(If they're going to do this, he might as well be honest. And that would have been a stupid lie anyway. It was painfully obvious he was nervous. The second question made him laugh and then shake his head.)
No. Not at all. I feel like a dumb kid in sneakers standing in front of a guy who is probably out of my league.
(In complete honesty. It wasn't even a self-deprecating comment. Percy wasn't like that. It was sort of just a fact. Gyro was admittedly gorgeous, long flowing blond hair, handsome face, older, experienced. Of course he was out of Percy's league.)
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[Smiling as he leans against the table at his side. He stays facing Percy, lets the kid get close too, as close as he might without nearing at all himself yet.]
I'll help you, you're right, you're lucky I like you. Lucky you're pretty cute too. [Said as he lifts his chin a little and raises a hand. He'll finally close the gap, taking Percy's chin in his hand and lifting his face up a little. He's remembering getting... close then, by the fire. That was actually-]
But mood's important, say... You want to know something? I've already felt it once but I didn't do anything about it. So I'll ask now, none of this matters, we're coming out of it together, right? Even if I gross you out a little? [Because they're going to do butt stuff, it's a little gross after all. But he just wants to make sure... it's why he hadn't given into that mood before by the campfire. He didn't want to ruin being friends with him, and he didn't want to make it seem like that's all he wanted from him.]
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(He says this without a waver in his voice, steady and firm. He did not want Gyro to think that he thought he was better than Gyro just because of some other world's caste system. He didn't.
But he doesn't get fierce and passionate about it. That isn't why he's here and even Percy has the sense to know that.
The compliment warrants his ears going a bit pink. He doesn't know if he's been called cute before. Handsome, mostly. He's so focused on the compliment he doesn't see the hand coming and gives the smallest start when his chin is taken. He stares up at Gyro with large eyes. He-
He hadn't meant this to be a physical lesson. Scrambling mentally backwards, he wonders where the hell he had made Gyro think that. His mouth was opened to correct this, to fix what was about to happen.
But then his mouth shuts.
Because he realizes that there was genuine attraction there. That it had happened once before, by the fire, when Percy had been lulled in by Gyro and thought maybe, just maybe, they could kiss. He bites the corner of his own lip and steps closer to Gyro until their hips are just barely touching.)
Yeah, course we are. You're my friend. I wouldn't drop that for anything.
(He means it so painfully sincere that it softens his voice and furrows his brows.)
Besides, it's not really all that gross to me.
(He'd thought that he actually kind of liked it. Particularly when he was doing it to other guys but getting it done to him- well. The body just didn't gross him out, he guessed.)
We're friends. I know that. That's why I'm here, you know. Cause I trust you and I trust- this. Us really to not get all weird after.
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Right- so then I'll say it, I wanted to kiss you once. Do you get it? Mood can be everything, it can help you too if it's good enough. Confidence can really make a mood too.
[More than he needed you to say Percy but it's good to know this won't fuck up what they have going on. He would've been more nervous himself here too if a lot of his partners weren't younger than him, most actually. But Percy was also being pretty adult about it, even if him asking at all spoke for his inexperience.]
[Gyro pulls Percy's chin in a little more, craning his own a little forward and cocking his head to the side.]
So trust me when I say it, you could easily be sexy if you wanted to, even in sneakers... [A glance down to said sneakers and he grins, looking up again.]
I like 'em. But I kind of miss the fish costume too.
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He feels oddly flattered then when Gyro says it bluntly and Percy finds that he respects that immensely. He even grins.)
I wanted to kiss you too. And okay, confidence, sure, that makes sense. (He wasn't being sarcastic. It really did make sense.) I just find it tricky sometimes to like- be with a guy who has had so many more partners and more experience and it's like why the heck would he want to sleep with me who can barely think to do jack.
(Which was insecurity purely but he has a point anyway. Sure you could say 'just don't compare yourself' but it was really hard sometimes not to. Especially since he did want to impress Gokudera and Gokudera having been with so many people. The same thing happened with other people too though. It was just the most pronounced with Gokudera because of obvious reasons.
Poor Percy, really.
Maybe it was more than he needed to say but it was worth saying, he thinks.
His eyes widen minutely as his chin was pulled at and his breath tightens up in the pit of his chest.
You could easily be sexy if you wanted to.
He automatically turns his toes in as Gyro looks down and he feels a flush crawling into his face. But the mention of the fish costume has him smirking.)
Aw that thing was awful.
(He bites at the corner of his own lip then. He wasn't going to just be a passive student. He wanted Gyro to know that he wasn't just going to sit there and let Gyro walk him through everything. Percy was an interactive guy and so he slid both of his hands up Gyro's broad, muscled chest.)
You're pretty sexy in this.
(He admits this with some degree of shyness but mostly boldness, his eyes flicking up, staring up at Gyro from beneath his eyelashes.)
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[He moves his hand off his chin and taps at Percy's nose, flicking it up after.]
Experience and practice are important, but you know what's the most important? Having the will to get there. That goes for everything, got it? You have to have determination. Who cares if you're less experienced? You'll get more experienced by wanting it, so don't let fear get in the way or else you're just dust in the wind.
[Experienced partners could go both ways for people. Sometimes they intimidated you, and sometimes you looked at it like a saving grace. Someone to help you learn. Percy seemed to be embracing the latter though was choosing someone he felt more safe with to maybe mess up a little. Made sense, he didn't want to fuck shit up with who ever else, but to Gyro that'd sound more like he needs to just talk it out with who ever else. Wanting to impress someone is one thing, but trusting them to not reject you is veeeery close to that. Plus, how the hell does he think Gokudera got that experience? Waving his ass up in there air. You just have to have the guts to do it. Though Gyro's not about to wave his ass around himself. His issues are less about his lack of experience and more about...
Well, the fact that he was sort of kind of forced upon by another guy and his issues with masculinity as a product of his time era. An entirely different ball game that no one's touched on and no one likely will. At least Percy's being gung -ho about fixing his more personal issues.]
Nyoooo- hoo! It was awful yeah, but skin tight works for you, there's some awesome shorts and pants you should be spending those big elite bytes on.
[Ho ho hands on his chest, getting somewhere. He smiles wider, 'GO! GO! ZEPPELI' as bright as ever over those gold teeth. He'll move his hands down to curl his fingers into the belt loops of Percy's jeans, tugging his hips a little closer. At he same time he hunches a little, closing the gap between they're height but getting his face closer enough that Percy will better smell a mix of his woody smelling cologne and the cider beer on his breath. Not a usual pick for him, a bit sweet, but he keeps some there for Kaname if she's ever to visit, just like he keeps a stock of citrus soda for Noiz, and tea for Jin.]
Yeah, the suit gets that a lot. Do I look pro-fess-ion-aaaal? Wanna call me 'Doc' while we play around? Nyeh- heheh.
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(He hasn't ever explicitly asked anyone. No one seemed to have any complaints but Percy's got no clue if he's good or bad at any one thing when it came to sex.
He makes a low whine when his nose if flicked and gives Gyro a glare without any heat in it whatsoever.)
Gee, thanks. I do have the will to get there. I just don't want to get there with like fifty different people. It seems like even that's discouraged here though. I mean, I get it, everyone here is anti-monogamy or whatever but I still want to at least like and know the people I mess around with.
(And that was sort of another part of the problem. Percy didn't completely mind the idea of this whole...sex thing. He was a sixteen year old boy, okay, no one had to actually convince him that getting head was something he wanted. He definitely wanted it- I mean seriously. It was just. He really didn't want to actually sleep around. He had no interest in it. Maybe a couple partners but it went against his instinct to just have one person. He knew it was pointless as all hell to hope for that here but he didn't want to just. Practice all over the place with anyone willing. That...wasn't the type of person he was ever going to be.
The only time he really would wind up like that was when aphrodisiacs got into his system. Point is though - Percy didn't really want to wave his ass in the air.
Yeeeah that would be a mood killer for anyone.
The compliment has him turning a little redder but he does smile. Did Gyro seriously think that? Percy stores that away for a later date though he had a hunch maybe that was something more for if he wanted to seduce someone into fucking him rather than seducing someone into taking it from him.)
Skin tight shorts. Got it. Not gonna lie, I've never really had the money to buy fancy clothes before so I guess it wouldn't kill to broaden my horizon outside of jeans and t-shirts.
(At least every now and then.
Percy makes a quiet sound as he's tugged forward and he smirks a bit, enjoying the closeness and the raw, masculine scent of Gyro. Percy just smells like the ocean. Pure and simple. Not like he spent the day at the ocean but literally like he was the ocean. That perfect seabreeze scent.)
Oh, God, no. Don't be such a perv.
(But Percy is grinning so he's clearly not actually bothered at all. Maybe another time when he was more confident, it'd be kind of hot, but right then it just struck him as outrageous and funny. He presses his body up against Gyro's, their hips aligning comfortably and his toes lifting him up from the balls of his feet. He slides a hand into Gyro's long hair, twisting some of it around his fingers.)
Sooo, do I get to kiss you yet or are you still working on the mood thing? Cause I'm pretty in the mood.
(He was also, once again, a teenager. The wind hitting his dick just right could get him in the mood.)
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[Getting a little distracted here with that salty business. He doesn't pull away as he talks though, instead staying close and playfully wigging at Percy's hips with his fingers still hooked in the belt loops of his pants. It's sure fire that if Percy hasn't kissed much he won't be very good at it yet, but that's generally how it was. Not everyone was a natural. You could open your mouth too wide, not open it enough, use too much or too little tongue. It was something you consciously had to get yourself better at until it became muscle memory. Eventually you'd take it like anything you had to train your body to get used to. He's lucky he's with someone with a good deal of experience with his mouth though. Even as someone around Percy's age he played around with girls, kissed them, ate them out, helped too that he had some nice lips to work with.]
Did I say that? You can get good fucking the same person, you think I run around spreading my legs like some live wire wench? No way. Get experience with who you want to.
[He doesn't ever remember saying experience meant he had to sleep around everywhere. Infact, day one he told him to find people he was comfortable with. It's what Gyro did. Sure a few times it happens sort of... uplanned, even anonymously, but that happened here easily. He got pretty good at avoiding that for the most part by now anyway.]
Nyyeeoo- ho! Show me first, got it? Prooomise.
[Hunching to crane his neck even closer as he tugs at Percy's hips. It gets easy quickly to be more touchy with him he's noticing. It helps that they've already hit it off so well. He wouldn't naturally be this comfortable touching like this. But even at the start Percy showed to be a good sink if his time, he was easy to be around and it helped the kid fed into his own silly sense of humour here and there as well. He felt good against him and he'd be hard pressed to look away from those eyes. It was veering off into some sea in those spheres, and the sea breeze scent wafting around him only added to it. The ocean to Gyro's own scent of woody cedar and rosewood aftershave, the smell of leather, the smell of smoke and campfires if you got him at the right time. A refreshing pacific breeze contrasted against a cozy woodland wind.]
[He breathed him in as he got close, felt a coolness in his skin and a clarity in his skull, chuckling at Percy's words.]
Sorry- no- I'm not, everyone's some kind perv. You want me to show you a little of mine right now too, don't you? [Leaning in and down a bit more, his bright green lips curled into a smile, his forehead pushing against Percy's.]
Well, I mean we're trading, I'll see some of yours too. So let's do it, come on-
Kiss me first if you're so in the mood.
[Said as his hands tighten on his hips, clenching in as he tugs at him again. The mood was mutual too. All the touching by now, the back and forth banter, the closeness. He felt a dull warmth start to rise under the chill from that sea breeze scent filling his nose.]
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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.)
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You better mean it, I like when people dress up for me, I do it waaay too much.
[Dressing up for others seems to be a common thing in his life. Usually it was the result of some trade or deal or game. He guess he understood why others wanted it though, after all, he liked when people dressed up for him too. Being a pervert sort of played into that too, since he tended to really enjoy when his male partners dressed in drag for him. Call it a result of his upbringing, that sort of thing being so taboo. He's probably a bit of an asshole for having such cemented gender roles in his head, enough that men in women's clothing is not only funny but alluring in a way. But he can't really do much about that. He's gotten a lot better at least with trying to get out of the norms instilled upon him by his era.]
[He sure as hell wouldn't be able to kiss another man so easily if he hadn't gotten over certain aspects of how he was raised and his time. But he did, and he is. Percy pushes in, closing the gap, letting heat raise where warmth meets between their lips. He feels Percy's breath dust out from his nose over his top lip, another deep breath of the sea before it starts starts to feel more like it as Percy opens his mouth. He feels lips pull, cleaving open against his and the gentle, slick greeting of an oral muscle aside from his own.]
[It- makes him laugh.
He pulls back, though only enough to break the kiss, grinding their foreheads together still.]
Suuuuuch a little perv, already trying to get into my mouth? Too dry in here for you, SeaMan?
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