Parental Guidance

"You know what I just realised?" I asked as we started walking down the hall to Percy's apartment.

"What?" he asked absent-mindedly, searching for his keys.

"You didn't kiss me." He froze, hand in his pocket as he frowned at me.

"Huh?" was his unintelligent response.

"You know, after you..." there was a moment where we just stared at each other before he realised what I meant and started chuckling.

"Oh, that," he said, resuming his search for his keys. "I just didn't think you'd enjoy the taste of your own..." he looked up at me like he was testing my reaction. I could feel my cheeks heat up "...well, you know," he finished, apparently done with tormenting me for the day. I should have left it at that, but of course, Percy was the one with the golden tongue and I...well, I just couldn't shut up.

"Why not?" I asked. Percy's head snapped up at me, eyes wide and my head was on fire again. I took a breath, cleared my throat and powered through. "Did I taste bad?" I forced out, rubbing the back of my neck and refusing to look at Percy. I heard him chuckle as he stepped closer.

"No," he whispered as he pulled my face toward him. There was an amused glint in his eye "You tasted quite nice. Those grapefruit you eat every morning makes things so much better," he said with a wink, and I went a little rigid. He sighed.

"I don't know. Sometimes it just feels like I'm pushing you a little too far out of your comfort zone and I guess I just didn't think..." Percy sighed again "...I just didn't think it was the best time for you to get your first taste of cum." I opened my mouth to protest, but Percy raised an eyebrow at me.

"Jase, just judging by your response when I went down on you, I'd say it was the first time you've received, not to even mention given, a blowjob." He had me. It was my first...what's wrong with me? I couldn't even think about it? "So, food?" he asked as he pulled out his keys, placing it in the door.

He stepped through the door with me following behind. He was about three feet inside when he abruptly stopped. Which lead to me slamming into his back. I looked at him to find him frozen staring into space.

I followed his line of sight to find a man standing in the living room, Leo sitting awkwardly on the couch. The man had unruly black hair and sea-green eyes just like...oh, shit...

"Dad," Percy said as he started to inch forward. "What are you doing here?" I know it's selfish and childish, but I couldn't help the thought running through my head...you talk to your father with that mouth?

"Your mother phoned me," he said in a calm voice that reminded me of waves breaking on the shore. "Why didn't you let me know you were in the hospital?" he asked, suddenly angry. It was amazing to me that the man could jump so quickly between emotions. "Or better yet, why have you even been playing football in the first place?" he asked, his arms flailing.

"You told me to find my own way," Percy countered, angry as well now. The tension was so thick. It somehow just felt like I was caught in a hurricane. "I didn't know another way," he half screamed, and just like that, the storm passed. There was a calmness in the air again, and I suddenly realised how much Percy and his father were alike.

"Who's your friend?" the man asked, those green eyes finding me behind his son.

"Jason Grace," Percy said, never looking away from his father.

"Ah, Zeus's son...anyway," he said, sitting down on the couch next to Leo, who sat up straighter. Percy went to sit on the other couch, leaving me to stand there like an idiot. I went to sit on the armrest of the sofa Percy was sitting on. "I understand we have a bit of a crisis concerning your tuition payments."

"Well, considering I lost my football scholarship, yep," Percy said, popping the 'p', sitting back like he was relaxing.

"Well then, fortunately for us, the college's swimming coach is retiring," Percy's father said with a smirk freakishly close to his son's.

"They offered you the job," Percy said a glint of hope in his eyes.

"Yep," he said quite smugly. "And since I will then be an employee of the college, your studies will be free, and since you're swimming again..." he rubbed his hands together likes he was receiving a gift on Christmas day "...I can coach you like when you were in middle school."

"You swam in school?" I heard myself ask. Percy just shrugged at me.

"Are you kidding?" his dad asked, beaming with what seemed to be pride. "You're looking at the holder of seven junior state records! But then he had to choose between football and swimming, and since he was even better at football, swimming took the back seat."

"Dad..." Percy whined, his cheeks turning pink. Sure, anything sex-related you're okay with, but a little praise from your father makes you blush?

"Okay, well I better get going. I'll see you Monday at practice, yeah?" he ordered more than asked, standing and walking toward the door. "Oh, and you're going to your mother's for Christmas and coming to me for Thanksgiving."

"Cool, see you Monday, Dad," Percy said as he followed his father to the door.

"Love you," he said as he kissed Percy quite exaggeratedly on the head. Percy pushed him off, laughing.

"Love you too," he said as his father disappeared out the door. As the door closed, he turned back to us.

"Well, that's my dad. Now you know where I get my mood swings from." Both Leo and I just stared at him. "His problem is that he wants to be mad with me, but he never seems able to be. Oh, and he's not a very talkative person. He just comes and goes."

"Well, I say we celebrate!" Leo sang as he sprang up off the couch. "It's Friday night, we won the game, and Percy doesn't have to drop out. We are celebrating. Who wants margaritas?" he asked, already running to the kitchen without receiving an answer.

"We have to get fed first, dude," Percy said as he bound off after him, only to be thrown out of the kitchen followed by a loaf of bread. He came to sit on the couch next to me, handing me the loaf.

"Hope that's enough. Leo doesn't permit anyone in the kitchen when he's working," he said before he pulled me off the armrest and onto his lap. I brought a slice of bread to my mouth, just for it to be ripped from my hand.

"Fine, I'll make fajitas too," Leo sighed as he marched back to the kitchen, bread in hand. Percy and I both burst out laughing, and then something came to mind. My cheeks were heated before I even turned to Percy.

"I just realised something else..." I said softly, and he raised an eyebrow at me in question "...you never got off," I whispered, and he smiled softly at me. He pulled me to his chest and kissed my cheek.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine."