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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Percy_Jackson_and_the_Olympians_-_Rick_Riordan, The_Heroes_of_Olympus_-
      Rick_Riordan
  Relationship:
      Jason_Grace/Percy_Jackson
  Character:
      Percy_Jackson, Jason_Grace
  Additional Tags:
      Rough_Sex, Bondage, Dirty_Talk, Nicknames, Cuddles
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-07-26 Words: 1957
****** As The Romans Do ******
by ms_superwhoavengelockgermany06
Summary
     After winning his first game of Capture the Flag, Jason goes a little
     to far with the spoils of war.
Jason knew Percy was guarding that flag. He was close, so close he could taste
it.
And for once, the flag wasn't near the river.
That was part of what always gave Percy the winning edge; his fighting skills
were top notch, of course, but water healed him, and how in the name of the
gods was that fair? Not today, however-this was Jason's game, and he intended
to win. He used the woods to his advantage, hiding himself in the foliage as he
crept towards the place where the flag stood, seemingly unprotected. Jason
moved out into the open and walked towards the flag, his footsteps deathly
quiet. He was almost there-almost to victory-but he knew that would have been
too easy. Out of nowhere, Percy appeared, his sword Riptide unsheathed and the
Celestial bronze gleaming. Jason smiled, a cruel gesture to make the Sea Prince
uncomfortable as he drew his own sword of Imperial gold. Percy stared him down,
as if making note of any flaw in Jason's stance. Jason snorted at the thought.
His stance was perfect, and his strategy even better. He just had to make Percy
slip up one time.
The two demigods circled each other, waiting for the other to make the first
jab. Jason let out a growl and lunged, his effort useless as Percy sidestepped
and slashed at Jason's upper arm, leaving a nasty gash on the Sky Prince. Jason
chuckled darkly.
"You want to dance, Ocean Eyes? Let's dance!" Jason taunted, using one of his
favorite nicknames for Percy.
"Bring it on, ρωμαϊκός!" Percy growled.
Jason eyes widened a bit in surprise. Percy had just called him a Roman in
Greek; he was serious about this. But there was no time to be surprised now;
Jason had a flag to seize. Jason made a wild jab, missing Percy as the raven
haired boy blocked his sword with his own. They continued to fight, swords
clanging loudly, sending sparks flying everywhere. The Sky Prince and the Sea
Prince were locked in combat, eyes filled with competitive spirit. Percy
refused to relinquish the flag to Jason, Jason refused to leave without the
cloth trophy. Another jab, cutting Percy's arm, making the son of Poseidon hiss
in pain momentarily. Percy used the hilt of his sword to hit Jason's helmet,
making the blonde stumble and lose his balance. His sword clattered to the
ground, and Percy kicked it away with a small growl of victory. He had Jason
now. The other campers were forming a circle around the two, watching as the
two powerful half-bloods fought for victory. It seemed like Percy was going to
come out on top, but Jason did something completely unexpected. He kicked Percy
in the shin and jumped up, running to grab his sword. Once he had it in his
hands, he showed no mercy. He slashed at Percy, using a more Greek fighting
style. Percy blocked him easily at first, even managed to get a few more gashes
and bruises on Jason. Suddenly, Jason's fingers cackled with electricity. Their
onlookers gasped-was Jason really going to electrocute Percy? Percy went in for
a final blow, but his sword met Jason's and Jason reached out and touched the
Greek with his electrified hand. Percy yelped in pain as he fell to the ground,
seizing slightly as the electricity surged through his body. Jason walked
towards the flag and picked it up, thrusting the flag up with a victorious
smile. His team cheered-they had won for the first time! Jason threw the flag
to one of his teammates and crouched beside Percy, who was a little worse for
wear. Percy gave him a grin of congratulations. Everyone was silent, waiting to
see what would happen between the two. Jason gripped Percy's hair tightly and
jerked the demigod's head up, making Percy whimper.
"You know, Percy, in Rome, when someone came out superior in a battle, the
victor was rewarded with a spoil of war." Jason said.
Percy stayed silent. He didn't think Jason wanted a response.
"The Romans would have their way with their defeated opponent if they were
pretty enough. And you, Percy, are the prettiest opponent I could have asked
for."
"Jason-" Percy said in a warning tone.
"Quiet! You are my spoil, Perseus. My pretty Percy. And now I am going to have
my way with you."
Percy whimpered at Jason's tone. He sounded so dominant, so controlling, and
Percy found himself getting aroused. Jason gripped his hair even tighter and
captured Percy's lips in a rough kiss, shoving his tongue down the older boy's
throat. The other campers were watching in something between 'oh gods' and
'HOLY SHIT THIS IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING.' Jason pulled a small coil of rope from
somewhere behind his back and tied Percy's hands together tightly, so the Sea
Prince couldn't escape. Jason picked Percy up off the ground and picked up both
of their swords. He kept one hand firmly tangled in Percy's ebony hair as he
walked with the older demigod to his cabin. He'd allow Percy to get in the lake
to heal, then he would tie Percy to the bed and give his pretty Percy a hickey
that he couldn't hide before they got down to business. The campers parted to
make a path for them and Leo gave Jason a thumbs-up. Jason smiled and then
looked at Percy, who's head was hung.
Once Jason had Percy back in the Poseidon cabin, he untied Percy's hands and
ordered Percy to get into the lake. Percy did as he was told and he felt a new
type of energy and strength come over him. His wounds were healed as quickly as
they were made. Percy got out of the water and went back to Jason. He knew what
Jason wanted. It was the Roman in him-he had overpowered Percy on the
battlefield, which did make Percy a spoil of war. The Sea Prince could have
cared less; he liked sex with Jason, and he'd never been so aroused by being
dominated. Jason stroked Percy's face.
"You always come back to me, don't you, my sweet Sea Prince?" Jason whispered,
his hands reaching down to squeezed Percy's firm ass.
"Always, Jason. I'm yours." Percy said submissively. He wanted to play along
with Jason's game more than he wanted to admit.
"Good." Jason's voice lowed to a masculine growl, "And now its time for me to
take you my way."
Percy shuddered with the promise. He wanted this so much, he felt like he was
going to combust from the heat of arousal that was consuming his body. Jason's
pupils were blown wide with lust as he tackled Percy onto the bed and retrieved
the rope from earlier. He stripped Percy of his Camp Half-Blood T-shirt and
tied his wrists together before tying them to the headboard. The shirt was
followed by pants, then underwear. Soon, Percy was fully naked and at Jason's
disposal. Jason licked his lips. He loved being a winner-he always got the best
prizes. Jason's lips found their way to Percy's throat and he latched onto the
sensitive spot where the neck met the shoulders, sucking and biting until it
was raw, red, and bruised. Percy moaned. He wasn't going to be able to hide
that. Jason gripped Percy tightly, kissing the older boy roughly yet again.
Percy closed his eyes, whimpering when Jason pulled away. Percy heard thunder
clap overhead, and Jason heard the roar of a wild sea. This happened every time
they had sex. It caused random natural disasters, but neither cared.
"Jason." Percy whined. Jason was doing this on purpose.
"Shut up, Percy. I decide what I do with you. You're my prize." Jason hissed.
At that moment, Jason delivered a hard slap to Percy's ass, making Percy groan
in pleasure and pain. He'd never seen this side of Jason, but he loved it.
Percy squired. He wanted Jason inside him, but Jason was dragging this out,
soaking up every moment of having Percy at his mercy. Jason slapped Percy's ass
again before moving to his nipples, pinching them, trying to elicit every noise
he could from his lover. Percy moaned Jason's name, wriggling around. His
nipples had always been extremely sensitive. Jason reached into the nightstand
for the bottle of lube Percy kept stashed there. Percy groaned in anticipation.
"Beg for it." Jason growled.
Percy froze.
"You heard me, slut. You want it? Beg for it."
Percy wanted it. He wanted it something awful. "Please, Jason. I want your
dick. Please, Jason, please. I've been a good boy." Percy pleaded.
"Such a polite little whore. What do you want me to do with my dick?"
"I want you to put it in my ass, you tease."
"Ah, ah, ah. Is that sarcasm I hear? You must not want it that badly, so I'll
just-"
"No! Jason, I'll be good. You won, fair and square. I'm your prize. Please,
Jason."
Jason grinned in triumph. Percy was too easy sometimes.
Jason was agonizingly slow as he rolled a condom onto his erect member and then
lubed it up. Percy whimpered and thrust into the air. He was hard enough to cut
diamonds, but damn if Jason wasn't paying any attention to his arousal and
distress. He was too busy teasing Percy and making him even more aroused, which
Percy didn't know was possible. Jason finally finished and got into position to
rock Percy's world. Percy put his legs around Jason's waist and Jason gripped
Percy's hips hard, making Percy whimper. There would be bruises there later.
Jason hadn't prepped Percy before he pushed in, making Percy scream the younger
boy's name in pain and ecstasy. He'd never not been prepped before, and call
Percy a masochist, but if felt fucking amazing. Jason whispered filth into
Percy's ear as Percy rode him like a pony, hard and fast. Jason was balls deep
in Percy's sweet ass.
"Jason-I'm gonna-" Percy cried.
"Not until I say so, slut. Tell me what you are. Who you belong to." Jason
hissed.
"I'm a slut, Jason! A filthy slut! I belong to you!"
"You're damn right you do!"
Jason slapped Percy's cheek harshly and Percy's eyes flew open. He cried out,
and Jason lost control. He came so hard he saw stars, and he gripped Percy so
hard he heard something snap. Percy screamed in pain. Jason pulled out in a
hurry, worried about Percy. He was afraid he broke one of Percy's bones. At
that point, Percy released all over himself, shouting Jason's name. Jason
quickly untied the rope and cupped Percy's face.
"Gods, Percy, I'm so sorry. I was just so excited about winning and I thought
this would be hot-" Jason said, his tone displaying his worry.
"It was, Jason. I think You broke something in my upper leg, though." Percy
grunted in pain.
"Was I holding you thigh? Shit, let's get you to the infirmary. I'm sorry,
Perc."
"Jason, its okay. That was probably the best sex ever. Uh, pants. We need
pants."
"Oh. Yeah, uh, they're somewhere around here."
The next day, Percy was already healed thanks to the Apollo kids and some
ambrosia and nectar. Jason stayed away from Percy, trying to let the ebony
haired teen have some privacy, but he couldn't stay away. He decided to be
smooth about it, however. He walked by the Poseidon table nonchalantly.
"Hey, Ocean Eyes." Jason said with a wink.
"Hey, Thunder Boy." Percy said with a smiled.
Jason smiled and sat across from Percy. He hoped he never won Capture the Flag
again.
"We should do that again sometime. Gladiator Jason is hot." Percy said,
laughing as Jason spit out his Mountain Dew.
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