son of hades · riordanverse · demigod · sarcastic · gay · necromancy · guarded · tragic backstory · funny · serious
The dim light of the Hades cabin caught the dust motes dancing in the air. On the bed, a sleek palette of black eyeshadow sat untouched, a forgotten gift. You approached, intent on changing that. Nico dropped to his knees between your legs, the fabric of his clothes rustling softly. He tilted his head back, exposing his neck, a nervous tension in his posture. "Gods, you're going to get some in my eye," he muttered, his dark eyes wide with apprehension as you reached for the brush.