Another First

"Why does Leo owe us money?" I asked when Jason answered the phone. I had called him right after I had gotten out of the shower. I was wearing a pair of sweats, shirtless, ready for bed.

"Well, were you aware that your old teammates have a running bet?" he asked. I could hear the smile in his voice as I fell onto my bed.

"No," I answered, interest peaked. "What bet?"

"Apparently, since you haven't been with any of them since your injury, they started a betting pool on who's going to be the one to fuck you first." I groaned, which made Jason laugh.

"They didn't ask you to place a bet, did they?" The mere thought of the Stoll's asking Jason who he thought I was fucking was horrifying.

"No, Frank just told me." That made me frown.

"Why the fuck would they pull sweet, innocent, baby man Frank into this shit?" Jason burst out laughing again.

"They didn't. Leo told him." Okay, Leo made a lot more sense. "Which is why Leo owes us money."

"What?" I couldn't help the smile on my face, even though it pulled uncomfortably at my split lip.

"He put his money on it being me." My smile turned into full-blown laughter.

"You're not fucking serious?"

"I'm dead serious," he chuckled back. "Apparently the Stoll's gave him great odds because of how impossible they thought it was."

"They're gonna kick his ass when they find out we've been dating the whole time."

"I still expect payment for breaking your dry spell, though," Jason mocked, and I laughed.

"Okay, how about we ask him for half his winnings after he's deducted his medical bills?"

"I feel that's reasonable." There was a lull, and I just listened to his breathing. I've grown so used to having the blonde next to me, I didn't know how I was going to fall asleep.

"I wanted to thank you, by the way." I frowned, which was idiotic since Jason couldn't see me. I wouldn't be surprised if he sensed it, though. "You handled Thalia so well, tonight. I wouldn't have been able to do it without you."

"I meant what I said, babe. The last thing I want is to come between you and your family."

"I'm still grateful," he said quietly. "If I'm being honest, if it came down to you or Thalia, I would choose you. But it would kill me, though. She's the only family I care about. So I'm just grateful she's okay with us dating, however reluctant she might be about it."

"I pretty sure she's sleeping in front of my door to make sure I don't sneak over to your flat tonight." Jason laughed, and it sent a wave of warmth over me.

"I wouldn't be surprised." Another lull and I could practically hear him bite his lip. "I'm sorry I couldn't properly apologise for blue balling you last week."

"Not gonna lie to you, babe. I'm really sorry about that too," I groaned.

"Yeah?" he asked, and I heard the smirk in his voice. "What would you have done if I was over there with you?"

I immediately sat up from where I was lying on my bed. Was it just wishful thinking or was Jason trying to initiate phone sex? My Jason? The guy who couldn't even think about the word 'sex' without blushing.

"That depends on what your wearing, babe..." Cliche, I know, but I was just testing the waters.

"Well, I just got out of the shower, so nothing but a towel." A smirk spread over my face. I had to do this just right. If I went in too aggressively, it might spook him, and I would never get the chance again.

"First off, I would have been in the shower with you." I lied back down, getting comfortable. "I'd watch every single drop of water caress and hug your body so perfectly. I'd let my hand follow the water, down your spine and to that amazing ass." I heard Jason's breathing quicken.

"But I'd be more interested in the way the water ran down your perfect v-line. I wouldn't be able to help myself, babe. I'd be one my knees, begging for your cock without you having to do or say a thing." Jason's breath hitched.

"Fuck," he groaned and took it as encouragement.

"I want you to picture that, Jase." I slipped a hand into my own sweats, palming at my hardening dick, making my voice drop an octave. "Can you imagine me on my knees, wet hair, chocking on your big, heavy cock?" Another moan told me he was doing just that.

"You have no idea how hot you sound right now," he groaned.

"Yeah?" I smirked. "Then just imagine how wrecked I'm going to sound after you've fucked my throat raw. I wouldn't be able to talk to anyone without them knowing exactly what a slut I am just for you."

"Fuck, Percy," Jason breathed. "Why the fuck is that so hot."

"Because deep down that's what you want, babe. You want to fuck me stupid. You want to make me forget everyone else. You want to carve yourself into me so hard that I can't remember ever being touched by anyone else." I definitely wanted that too. I hadn't even realised how bad I wanted that.

"Only if you'd like that," came Jason's soft, caring voice. Bless his fucking soul for sacrificing his own wants to make sure I was fine.

"Jason, I hope you're ready for this because I want to tell you exactly what I want you to do to me." His whine made my cock twitch in my palm. "You ready, babe?"

"Fuck, yes," he breathed, voice wrecked. I'm sure I didn't sound much better.

"I want you to watch as I finger myself open for your cock. We're going to use as little lube possible because I want to feel the drag of each glorious inch of your cock inside of me. I need you to picture that, babe. I need you to picture my rim gripping at your cock as you pull out, desperately trying to pull you back in."

"Fuck," came his guttural growl, making me instinctively clench around nothing.

"Fuck, I wish you were here," I whimpered. "I wish you were bending me in half, shifting my fucking guts with each thrust. I need to feel you, Jason." He growled again, making my stomach flip before there was a flurry of sounds.

"You better open your fucking door, Percy," he ordered before the line went dead. My eyes went wide. I threw my phone aside before I got up and padded barefoot and bare-chested into the living room. Leo was still out front, watching Top Gear before a door in the hallway slammed so hard the walls practically vibrated.

"What the fuck was that?" Leo asked wide-eyed.

"You still have those noise-cancelling headphones, right?" I asked as there was a frantic knock on our door, challenging the integrity of its hinges.

"Yeah. Why?" Leo asked cautiously, looking at the door.

"Cause I'm pretty sure I'm about to scream my head off as Jason piledrives me into my mattress." I barely finished my sentence before Leo scampered off to his room, not even turning off the TV. Another loud, frantic knock on the door had me rushing to open it.

Jason stood in my doorway, fire burning in his eyes. I was aware of a few people in the hallway, probably investigating the commotion. I saw Will in the corner of my eye, standing in the doorway to his and Nico's flat. Jason demanded most of my attention, though. He was wearing nothing but a loose pair of basketball shorts that hung deliciously on his hips. I bit my lip to stop the embarrassing whimper that bubbled up inside me, ignoring the pain of my teeth running over the cut. Jason looked like a fucking god, hair still a little damp, chest covered in a light flush, every single muscle tense and defined.

"This isn't how phone sex works, babe," I smirked at Jason, and he huffed as he stepped into my space.

"I really couldn't give a flying fuck," he growled as his hands met the back of my thighs, lifting me. I happily wrapped legs around his waist as my back met the doorjamb and Jason attacked my throat. That left me to witness all the pairs of widened eyes on us.

"Jason," I whispered in his ear. "People are staring." With a grunt that shot straight to my dick, he pushed off the doorjamb, hands firmly fixed on my ass to keep me in place. He carried me into my own apartment and kicked the door closed, where it locked itself with a click. Having him carry me to my room as if I weighed absolutely nothing was making my head spin. The hard dick pressing up against my ass wasn't helping me think any clearer. In fact, it was redirecting all my blood flow lower. My bedroom door received the same treatment our front door did.

We fell onto my bed, his weight pushing down on me. It grounded me slightly until he bucked his hips down into mine. His teeth dug into my pulse point, dragging a whorish moan from the back of my throat. I might have been embarrassed if Jason hadn't responded with a buck and a groan.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." He licked a stripe up my neck, nibbling on my earlobe once he reached it. "You drive me absolutely fucking crazy."

"I guess you've finally gotten over your nervous shyness." I dragged my nails down his back and felt him shudder. "I mean, not that I'm complaining, far from it," I breathed. "But what spurred this on, exactly?"

"Well," he started, sitting up a bit to look me in the eye. "When I heard you say that you wished I was here..." he slowly and deliberately rolled his hips into mine, making my head fall back with another moan. My cock jumped with the deep, rich chuckle that tumbled from Jason, "...I thought to myself, why the fuck wasn't I over here? My dad knows. Thalia knows. Why the fuck was I still hiding?" I grinned up at him.

"Have I mentioned how hot you are when you swear?" He gripped my hip bruisingly hard and pulled me tighter against him.

"I don't want to hide anymore, Percy," he said, and I felt the weight of that statement. This wasn't just about making our relationship public. He didn't want to be his father's perfect, little poster boy anymore. He wanted to finally break free, and I'd be damned if I didn't help him do it. I smirked at him again before I unhooked my legs from the small of his back. He barely had time to frown before I planted my feet on the mattress and flipped us over. His hands instantly found my hips as I straddled him. I leaned back and slowly ground my ass on his dick.

"Fuck, Percy," he moaned his grip tightening as he bucked up into me. He sat up, crashing our lips together in a searing kiss. "I'm going to make you fucking scream."

"Good," I smirked, grabbing his dick through his shorts. "Let the whole damn campus hear you absolutely fucking wreck me!" His head dropped into the crook of my neck with a huff.

"I fucking love you so much." Leave it to Jason to be all sweet and tender in the middle of carnal devouring. I pulled his face towards me to give him a peck on the lips.

"I love you too, babe," I whispered, and he looked at me with nothing but love. I pushed him back onto the bed. "Now you better fuck me stupid."