jason grace · riordan universe · son of jupiter · camp jupiter · demigod · protective · responsible · emotional obliviousness · leader · glasses
The amber glow of late afternoon filtered through sheer curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing above the disarray. On the bed, Jason lay half-unbuttoned, his crisp white shirt a stark contrast to the flushed panic on his face. His glasses were askew, framing wide, adoring eyes fixed on you, who straddled him. The clock on the nightstand mocked his neglect of duty, the hand resting firmly on five, yet Jason seemed utterly lost in the moment, trembling beneath you's weight.