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      Leo couldn’t tell what shocked him more, the fact that he actually went home to Nate’s place willingly rather than to the warehouse after a day of being actually productive, or the fact that he found his boyfriend bound to the bed in his own room without so much as piece of cloth over his crotch.

      For a moment, the Latino stayed frozen, amber hues raking the other from head to toe. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen him before, so no problems there, no awkwardness nor embarrassment about it. The next, there was a grin splitting his face in two, more devilish than his usual one.

      “You got a camera around here?”

     •    You know that urge to stretch when you wake up after a good long sleep? Yeah? Well, try resisting that urge just to find that all your limbs are tied to the bed; along with the fact that you're stark naked. What the hell. He turned his head from side to side, pulling at his restraints - how this happened, he had no idea. He couldn't call on the wind without moving his arms, and he was too stressed out to try to morph into something that could break through the binds.

   •   The first thing Nate found once he began to stir in his sleep was the warmth next to him; it felt so welcoming and such a contrast to the cold he'd gotten used to. Without opening his eyes he turned slightly on the bed, and wrapped his arms around the body next to him, nuzzling quietly. He could get used to this.

He stayed like that for a couple of minutes before deciding to finally sit up and wake the other; "Leo?" He shook his shoulder. It was the day they were supposedly finally getting Leo all checked out; clothes, necessities and all. "Hey hot shot, wake up."

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     •       Shock. He was definitely surprised; He swore there was something up with the way Leo had been eyeing him earlier - but he didn’t expect him to do this. Confusion. Nate was not sure what the hell was happening; he could feel the other’s lips against his; he was shoved so forcefully against the wall that he’d had his breath jumped, only to be taken by the other’s mouth. Enthrallment. His eyes closed on their own accord; hands finding their way to the other’s hips. He was kissing back - as weird as it felt for him, he wanted it. But his stupid subconscious was telling him that this was a boy and that he didn’t swing that way - well guess what - he does. Realization.It took a while for his brain to get its connection back to his spine; he pulled away from the kiss, lips slightly apart and eyes wide as he looked at the other demigod.