he’d place the occasional squeeze – flirtatious, shit-eating grin painting his lips as he complimented her pretty face. On softer nights, his warm thumb would caress her thigh in rhythmic, up and down motions that almost lulled her to sleep.

tonight was the pair’s anniversary, leo phoned her earlier that day saying he would he pick her up promptly at eight and to wear that short, little dress that drove him crazy. she’s now sitting in the passenger’s seat of his pickup truck, glancing at him every now and then and admiring the soft glow of the dashboard buttons against his features.  

visually, she traced a curl from the crown of his head, eyes trailing down the profile of his nose and the curvature of his lips. although she complained when she saw the initial ruins of the car, y/n was secretly grateful that leo was able to fix it up himself and use it to drive himself to her during the nonsummer time of the year – going months without seeing her boyfriend was unbearable, especially when their time together was spent with her under him and him kissing her so feverishly. 

a thought creeped into her head, the last time she had seen leo, before departing for the summer, he made sure to satisfy her in every way possible – they had spent the day in several different positions, kisses placed on every inch of her body, and leo going down on her for what felt like hours. 

oh gods, she thought, her thighs clenching together ever so slightly. leo, being the most observant when around her, of course noticed her body flex. he responded by squeezing the skin of her inner thigh, mouth contorting into that smirk she knew so well. 

“what’s got you so worked up?” he asks her, “you’ve been quiet this entire ride.” 

that was true, y/n had been so horny the days leading up to their meeting – it had been a few weeks before leo found the time to make the drive to where she was staying. as soon as she opened the door to his car, she was greeted by leo’s natural musky scent and her knees almost locked. it, also, didn’t help her case to see the curly hair she loved so much styled so that only a hair or two fell onto his forehead – not the usual messy curls that fell onto his eyes. he was wearing a black button up tucked into a pair of slacks that she didn’t even know he owned. 

so yeah, y/n was doomed for the night as soon as she climbed into the passenger’s seat of his car. 

“nothing,” she mumbles. her fingers close around leo’s wrist, holding his hand in place. teasingly, his nimble fingers angle themselves upwards – so dangerously close to her needy cunt. y/n lays her head against the shoulder of the seat, her knees naturally shifting towards leo. 

“is that so, pretty girl?” he asks tauntingly, “because your pussy is telling me otherwise.” 

leo could feel himself straining against his slacks – buttons almost popping at his eagerness to be sheathed inside of her. he rubs the tip of his fingers against her folds, hearing y/n exhale in satisfaction. 

“don’t tease me, lee," she pleads, looking at him through her eyelashes. that was all leo needed to hear before pulling over to a secluded lip on the road – luckily they were traveling out of her city, taking the backroads in case a monster were to track them, minimizing civilian death. 

“alright, baby,” he says softly. in total honesty, leo didn’t feel like teasing her either. he had gone far too long without having fucked her. he missed the way she felt around him, the way her pussy would contract around his dick before painting him in that silky, white liquid. 

leo’s hand moved from her thigh to her cheek, finding its place on her jawline – y/n internally groaned at the loss of warmth, her throbbing heat wishing that he’d satisfy her. leo guided her to look at him, brown eyes meeting hers. she loved when he looked at her like this – full of love and lust, desire and passion – absolute, filthy need. 

the same hand on her face, now moved to cup her chin, fingers on either side of her cheeks. he gave her face a condescending pinch. Y/n reeling into his touch – oh how badly, she wanted to kiss him. 

he kissed her, finally, lips parting slightly to let his tongue slip past the barrier of their lips. y/n felt her back arch as leo’s hands trailed down her back and to her ass where he placed a quick squeeze. 

breaking from the kiss, he whispered into her ear, “get in the back, amor.” 

obliging, knowing how badly she wanted to be filled by her boyfriend, she climbed eagerly into the back seat. ass in the air, as she perched on the center console, to which leo placed a gentle blow and had y/n releasing a soft moan. he followed after her, sitting in the middle seat, legs spread wide with the tent in his pants on full display. 

y/n took her seat on his lap – feeling immediate relief as she grinded her clothed heat against him. leo’s dick rubbing her clit through his pants and her hands gripping onto his curls. he places a firm hand on her hip and the other on her ass, lips vibrating against hers as he moans into her mouth. it was satisfying, the way they two just molded into each other. 

“you gonna ride it?” leo whispers breathlessly, the corner of his lips turned upwards. y/n, knowing full and well that that was her intention, nods and places a quick peck to his lips. bashfully, like this was their first time, she unzips his pants and leo chuckles – knowing that she would drop this act as soon as he had her bouncing on him. 

leo hooks his index finger under the hem of her underwear, pushing it down past her dress and shifting her body momentarily to get it off her. y/n smiles at him, cheeks hot from the cars atmosphere. the windows were beginning to fog, but it didn’t really matter as leo had tinted them the darkest shade possible. 

her soft hands move to push his boxers down, leo’s dick springing up deliciously. y/n’s hand works his member, pumping him up and down until she felt him twitch – there was no way that he was going to cum without being inside of her, so he takes a hold of her wrist. 

neck craning to look up at her, he commands, “come on, pretty girl, ride it.” 

And she didn’t need to be told twice, the hand that had him reeling in pleasure was now leading his hard cock into her slick heat – teasing him against the folds of her vagina, then pushing his dripping dick into her. they both moaned, finally connected in the way they craved. heads leaning back, leo’s grip on her hips doesn’t loosen, but one hand moves back to her ass – squeezing her like it was his lifeline, and she might as well have been with the power she held over him. 

the car began to move with each bounce, sighs and groans echoing in the confined space. leo, pulling the neckline of her dress down, placed a kiss to her breasts – admiring the portrait of his girlfriend being painted right on top of him. her hair falling against her face in just the right way, the sheen layer of sweat that covered her body – the car was already warm but with leo’s heat and their activities, it was burning. Through hooded eyes, he brought their lips together once more. her sounds vibrated against him – their tongues dancing together. 

adding a thumb to her clit, building up the knot she could feel brewing in her stomach, he found her tightening around him – knowing that she was about to climax and he wanted all of what she had to give soaking his dick. 

“leo,” she moaned, hands gripping onto his shoulders, “i’m gonna. . .” she trailed off, eyes closed in pure ecstasy. 

“i know, baby,” he rasps out, “come.” 

his thumb on her clit speeding up, as well as his thrusts up into her – he feels her walls give him one final squeeze and that was enough to have him cumming inside of her. he holds her in place as his dick fills her up, not wanting to lose the heat of her just yet. 

catching her breath, she sets her forehead against leo’s – chest heaving and legs shaking from the exercise. she giggles against him, and he smiles back at her, kissing her lovingly and placing fleeting pecks on her lips as they pull apart. 

endless projects

fun projects, short projects, pointless ones or long, you and leo are always finding something to fix up

if youre a not tactical person (like me), i imagine it started off small

leo's probably repairing a toy for a young, recently claimed Hephaestus kid and youre watching over his shoulder

"amor, can you hold this in place while i go get the screwdriver?"

while hes gone, you get to fully admire what he has been working on -- all the different parts to the toy scattered on the desk, places where leo has fixed and the parts that lay empty for him to get to

to leo its a mindless fix, but to you its vulnerability -- its leo trusting you with his work and letting you see something that is unfinished

sorry im a little sap

from then on, you want to help in any little way that you can

"you want to help me?! Yeah! look you can work on screwing these in while I work on . . ."

you make leo feel so seen and thats all he could ever ask for

for my readers who are tactical, i can see leo being so impressed by you

"amor, can you hold this in place while i go get the screwdriver?"

and while hes away, you go ahead and fix other parts of the toy that he has yet to work on

when he comes back and sees what you've done hes like '!11!%$!! yeah thats my girl.'

do you know those dates where couples paint each other and then do a reveal? yeah you and leo do that but with different builds

you try and see what the other can make/fix under time restraints -- winner gets a kiss! (its a win-win)

either way, whether you are tactical or not, leo letting you help with is projects is his way of letting you see into his world

flirting

yes, yes leo is a flirt but omg were is pickup lines horrible!

'are you from tennessee bcs youre the only ten i see' type of pickup lines

and youre like omggg pls make it stop

jk

its so endearing, leo is just trying to make you laugh

leo may get insecure at times but hearing you laugh and knowing that he caused it... omg!

and if you notice that hes feeling low, tell him a quick pickup line and that frown is turned upside down

there is no questioning that leo likes you because he makes it a point to flirt with you like he just met you

"hey pretty girl, u come here often?" "leo, this is my cabin..."

his flirts are always accompanied by a kiss

in the beginning, this was to hide that fact that you still made him shy

a kiss would make you close your eyes momentarily as the pink on leo's cheeks faded

sometimes as youre falling asleep together, he'll whisper something flirty into your ear and you groan

"go to sleeeeeeep!"

everyone always asks how you and leo maintain being so in love and the answer is corny pickup lines

flights on festus

if u dont have a drivers license (or even if u do) who cares! u have leo and festus -- u get to places quicker anyway

festus was a bit wary of you the first time u met but u made sure to bring him some tabasco sauce

hes like hmm ok maybe ur not too bad

the first time you ever rode festus, leo sat beind you as you straddled the big machine

you guys had never really been that close before

you can feel his heart beat quicken against your back

hes also just so warm so you dont feel the elements of being exposed to the air

if you have long hair, i think it would be funny if on takeoff you momentarily blinded leo with your hair due to the gust of wind blowing it up in all directions

leos like uh please wear a hair tie next time and ur like next time?!

i also think it would be funny if leo was intentionally flexing his biceps as he sits behind you with his arms wrapped around u

ur like omg this guy but you rest your cheek on his bicep and leos like hell yeah

make outs!!

the first time it happened, lets just say, festus was not happy -- he almost sent you and leo flying off of him

so you wait for him to settle down once youve landed, fall asleep, and leo's lips are all over yours

so cute, just dont make too much noise or a certain dragon will get angry

stealing his white button ups

leo is always drawn with a white button up so i want to play into this

you were waiting for leo on a couch he placed in bunker 9 and it was getting rather chilly

leo was working late into the night on something

you got cold and noticed that one of his white button ups was lounging on a nearby bench -- leo had gotten hot earlier and had taken it off

so you go to grab it, put it on, and you fall asleep waiting for him on the couch

when leo wraps up his work, he goes to check in on you

his heart melts because there you are, his pretty girl, curled up on the couch with his button up keeping you warm

he kisses your forehead and caresses your cheek -- hes so warm you naturally lean into his touch

leo just loves so u much and omg seeing that his clothes brought you comfort while he was away momentarily!! you make him feel so complete

photos of you on his workbench and in his tool belt

you are his motivation -- the love of his life, of course you are in every one of leos spaces!

a small polaroid of you and another of the both of you sits happily on his work bench

he looks at it from time to time, especially if he feels burnt out

your soft smile, your wide eyes as youre looking at leo who is behind the camera

so tender and full of love, its a very special picture to him

on the bottom, you have written the date of your anniversary and all the memories of the night he asked you out flashes in his mind

even when you are away, leo still feels like youre right there by his side

when he had to leave on the argo ii, he made sure to bring said polaroid in his tool belt

on a quiet night, he'd sit on the deck and admire the picture

oh how he missed you

you didnt know he brought the picture along until he returned

he had set his belt on a bench and ask you to grab out some tool

as you were searching for said tool, you found the polaroid

ughhhhhh so romantic

"i cant go a day without seeing your pretty face, amor."

late night talks

sometimes you and leo sneak out into the forest, careful not to get caught

even though the camp weather is perfect, leo wraps an arm around you as you both sit against a tree

his warmth was nothing but comforting

it takes awhile for leo to open up -- he has a habit of masking his pain with humor

sometimes it took you not to laugh for leo to realize that you were serious about wanting him to open up

he starts off small, only telling select stories from his childhood

as soon as he began talking about his mom, you knew that he felt safe with you

oh how he wished you could meet her

you also share stories of your own and leo listens so intently

you plan your future together

soon leo talking about his past doesnt make him cry like it used to

you help him look back at memories fondly

Up, down. Up, down. Up, down. 

y/n could feel each bounce of her boyfriend’s leg as it brushed against hers – he was nervous, clearly stressed about the events to come. His nimble fingers twisting a loose bolt around and around again, hoping to distract his mind and ease his anxiety. y/n smiled at him fondly, placing a gentle hand on his shaky, slack covered leg. 

“Lee, is everything okay?” 

His eyes meet hers, and he nods a quick yes before straightening out his back and inhaling deeply. 

“Yes, just nervous,” he says with a soft chuckle. About a year ago, y/n had received an invitation to her cousin's wedding – the bottom of the letter detailing that there was room for a plus one. Gushing, when she returned to camp for the summer, she told Leo all about it and how he would get to come. This would mean, however, that Leo would be meeting her family for the first time – all he wanted to do was get the moment right. 

Obsessively, over the past few months, he played out the scene in his head: 

‘Hi Mr. and Mrs __, I’m Leo. So nice to–’ 

‘Thank you for making your daughter, she–’

‘I love your daughter!’ 

He had yet to find a perfect way to do it– the pressure he felt stemming from his want to make her proud and her parents to, of course, accept him. 

“Lee, they’re going to love you,” y/n says reassuringly, undoubtedly knowing that her parents were going to love Leo because she loved him, “And if they don’t, well . . .”

Leo’s head snaps towards her, and she laughs at his panic. 

“I’m kidding.” 

He didn’t have the chance to respond because just then y/n spots her parents, walking into the venue from the beginning of the aisle. She waves at them, smiles, and settles back into her seat awaiting their arrival. Leo’s heart starts to pound – thump, thump, thump. 

“Y/n!” Her mother says as she brings her into a hug, squeezing her tight before letting go. Her eyes go to Leo, who then shoots up out of his seat – so fast, almost leaving a smoke trail behind. He extends his hand, retracts it, goes in for a hug, but then steps back. 

Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods. 

y/n laughs endearingly at his actions, watching as her mom pulls Leo into a hug and squeezes him affectionately just as she did her. 

“You must be Leo,” she says after she's let go. She then turns to you, scolding playfully, “Why didn’t you introduce him to me sooner?” 

He is so cute, she mouths when Leo’s looked away. 

“Be ready to dance!”

– 

“Do you have some cash?” Y/n asks her boyfriend, patting the sides of her hips as if to say ‘I didn’t bring any.’ 

It’s well past the ceremony, and they’re now sitting in a hall that's decorated in the bride’s favorite colors. Leo watches as the bride and groom walk to the center of the dance floor, then turns to his girlfriend, “Why do you need cash?” 

“It's tradition!” she responds, “We’re going to pin it to the bride and groom – you dance with her fiance, I’ll dance with my cousin.” 

“We’re going to pin money. . . on the bride and groom?” Given Leo’s past, he knows he’s not well versed in wedding traditions, so he adds, “What is it for?”

“Well they can spend it on whatever, but it's supposed to go towards their honeymoon fund.” 

Leo lets out a prolongated, “oh,” sound to convey is understanding. Then, reaches into his pocket where he finds a drachma, “Will this work?”

Y/n laughs, shaking her head, “As if they know what that is.” 

Hearing their conversation, y/n’s dad pitches in and Leo’s ears get hot in embarrassment. What if her dad begins to think he’s not good enough – doesn’t have a couple dollars to spare? Was there anywhere nearby he could exchange drachmas at or better yet he can call festus and get him out of this oh so embarrassing– 

Her dad pats him on the pat, “Don’t worry about it. Now go dance.” 

y/n takes Leo’s hand and leads them towards the dance floor, they split ways to dance with either person. Leo’s shaky hands take the pin – almost melting the thin metal from how hot he’s getting. Careful not to burn the paper money from the nerves, he pins it onto the groom and they begin to sway awkwardly – Leo just needs to find his rhythm. 

Y/n watches from her spot, dancing alongside her cousin, “I’m so happy he’s here.” 

– 

“Don’t think my mom was kidding earlier,” y/n says. Leo puts his glass of water down, looking questioningly at her, “Be ready to dance.”

He shakes his shoulder festively in response, then places an offended hand on his chest, “Do you really think I would give up the opportunity to dance?” 

Y/n flashes him a wide smile, adding after she's done laughing, “Finally, my boyfriend's back.” 

By now her family had begun to flood the dance floor, the room was dark and party lights were bouncing off of the walls. Her aunts and uncles partnered up, stepping to the music – laughing, singing along. She spots her mother in the middle of it all, signaling for the pair to come dance. 

Leo was the first to shoot up, to her mothers surprise, but the most eager dancers in her family are always the most loved. Y/n learned that the hard way – it was either dance or never be invited to family events again. 

Hand in hand, the couple make it into the dance floor. Leo taking the lead, both hands on her hips as y/n snakes her hands around his neck. They’re swaying and jumping, lost in one another – Leo had never felt more at home than here, dancing with his girlfriend as everyone else in her family dances alongside. 

Ripping him from this daydream, y/n takes his hands and lines them up behind one of her dancing aunts. Individually they snake around the dance floor, y/n’s family giving Leo looks of amusement and approval. Each step brings them closer to where the bride and groom are standing atop two chairs – forming an arch with their arms, touching at the finger tips. One by one everyone dances under the arch, signifying perseverance during the bumpy times of marriage.