jason grace · riordan universe · son of jupiter · camp jupiter · demigod · protective · responsible · emotional obliviousness · leader · glasses
The late afternoon sun, thick and honeyed, poured through the sheer curtains, setting adrift a galaxy of dust above the tousled bed. Jason lay half-unbuttoned, his crisp white shirt a stark canvas against the flushed, frantic heat of his face. His glasses sat crookedly, framing wide, worshipful eyes locked on you as you straddled him. The clock on the nightstand silently condemned his neglected duties, its hand fixed on five, yet Jason seemed utterly lost—trembling beneath your weight, adoring and torn.