"Ah, fuck...!" Nico moaned. Percy had him bent over the edge of the couch, face in a pillow and clothes off.

Percy was naked too, pounding into Nico from behind, "Ah...! You like that, don't you?"

"Shit..." Nico cursed, burying his face deeper into the pillow. He didn't want Percy to hear how good of a job he was doing.

Suddenly, there was a loud pound on the door. Percy pulled out and quickly pulled his pants up. Nico furrowed his eyebrows with an angry expression, sitting up with a quiet groan and pulling his clothes back on.

"Who is it?" Nico called, fixing his pants as Percy slipped his shirt on.

"Nico! What the fuck?" came a voice from outside. Nico knew exactly who it was. He rolled his eyes, giving Percy an apologetic look.

He swung the door open and came face to face with a pissed off William Solace.

Nico folded his arms carelessly, staying in the doorframe, "Why are you bothering me again?"

"Excuse me?" Will asked.

"You're not excused," Nico replied sarcastically. "Exes are supposed to leave their ex-boyfriends alone, not eavesdrop on them when they're in their cabin."

Will's angry look shot from Nico to Percy, back and forth until finally settling on Nico to reply.

"You've moved on this fast? With him?"

Nico exhaled, "It's none of your business, actually."

In fact, Nico had not moved on to Percy. It was just sex, casual friends with benefits sex that Nico unwillingly gave up for Will, who is no longer his boyfriend. Not that Will needed to know.

Percy walked up behind Nico, sensing how bothered the two were.

"Should I-"

"You're fine," Nico interrupted. "Go make some tea. I'll handle this."

Will shook his head, completely ignoring the son of Poseidon, "I can't believe you."

"I don't care what you believe," Nico replied. "Stop banging on my damn door, Will. I don't want you back."

"Why not?" Will's look of anger flashed into insecurity, an egoistic insecurity.

"Because," Nico shrugged. "It wasn't working out. You're not who I want to spend the right of my life with. Now leave me alone before I start telling Chiron, all right?"

Will shook his head, "You're cold, di Angelo."

"I'm not the son of Hades for nothing," Nico mumbled, closing the door behind him. Just like that.

Percy was leaning against Nico's bedframe, not making tea, lifting an eyebrow and smirking.

"You got something to say, Jackson?" Nico walked up, sliding his hands up Percy's chest.

Percy leaned closer, their lips nearly touching, "I like doing, not talking."

Like that, they were back at it again, as if Will's bothersome interruption hadn't even happened at all.