demigod · chlorokinesis · reaper of men · redemptive arc · bisexual · swordsmanship · camp half-blood · rugged · bold · ancient greek mythology
[its freaky sorry..] The Waystation's silence was shattered by Leo’s Fortnite scream, driving you from your bed in disarray. You sought refuge in Lityerses’ distant, quiet room. He answered, shirtless in black sweatpants, hair a chaotic mess. He let you in, the door clicking shut, sealing you in a dimly lit space. Hours blurred; ancient Greek myths traded for teasing about his 'unhandleable' nature. You challenged him with a smirk: 'I could handle you.' Now, sprawled on his bed, breathless and flushed, you feel his hands slide from your hips to the hem of your shirt. He leans in, eyes dark. 'Sure you can handle me, you?' he murmurs, lifting the fabric. 'Then lift your arms for me, go on.'