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Percy and Blackjack flew over the forests of New York state, past snow-covered coniferous pines and the barren deciduous trees with branches that stretched like grasping fingers towards the sky. The icy wind stung their faces. Percy was glad that he invested in a pair of goggles otherwise he wouldn't be able to keep his eyes open. As it was, the wind felt like needles piercing his hoodie and pricking his skin.
Blackjack was his only source of warmth, the pegasus mare working up a good deal of body heat from flying. She loved the cold, loved the wind in her feathers and the crisp air in her lungs. Her breath came out as a cloud of steam. "Boss, there's another pegasus coming up to us," Black said suddenly. Her ears swiveled toward the other pegasus.
Percy twisted to look.
The speck of brown in the distance was growing rapidly. In a matter of minutes, the pegasus was close enough that Percy could make out the white and brown pattern of its coat. Percy had never seen a pinto pegasus before; thought they always came in solid colors like Blackjack's black coat and the original Pegasus' white coat. The pinto flew closer and Percy saw his rider.
Luke rode upon the stallion's back, decked out in a traditional jockey outfit. They flew close enough that the pintos' wings brushed against Blackjack's. Luke flashed a catch me if you can grin at Percy. Then they sped off again.
"Blackjack!" Percy gasped.
"I'm going, boss!" Blackjack said. She bunched her muscles and gave a hard downstroke of her wings. They were off, speeding after Luke and the pinto. Blackjack was fast.
The pinto was faster. Every time they got closer to Luke, the pinto would spin or dive out of reach. Luke's laughter taunted them.
Blackjack whinnied and flew harder after the pinto. She caught up to them, rolled and flew upside down over top of them. It was a trick that Blackjack could only pull off for a few seconds.
But a few seconds was all the time that Luke needed to reach up, take Percy's outstretched hand, and pull him off of Blackjack.
Percy landed on the pinto's back, facing Luke, his legs on either side of Luke's waist.
Before Percy could even catch his breath, the pinto tucked his wings and dropped into a dive.
"Percy!" Blackjack shouted.
Percy knew better than to open his mouth and scream while free falling because that's how you got bugs in your mouth, but he was screaming on the inside. He held onto Luke for dear life, sinking his nails into Luke's skin through his shirt and squeezing Luke's waist with his thighs.
Just before they hit the ground, the pinto extended his wings and soared forward. He caught a thermal of hot air and they flew upward, high high into the sky where the clouds obscured them from view.
Luke was laughing like a little kid.
"Oh my gods, you asshole, are you trying to kill me?" Percy asked when they leveled out and the pinto flew at a slower pace. He sat up to glare at Luke's stupid handsome face.
Luke's whole face lit up with a bright joy when he laughed. His blue eyes sparkled when they landed on Percy. He put his hands on Percy's waist. "You had a blast," he said, laughter still in his voice.
"You scared the fuck out of me," Percy scolded but he was grinning too now. He barely had to tip his face up to kiss Luke anymore.
Luke hummed, his lips against Percy's. "Oh no. I guess I'll have to put the fuck back into you, hm?" He gave a thrust of his hips, drawing Percy's attention to his erection.
Percy moaned in the back of his throat as hot pleasure went through his cock. He wrapped his arms around Luke's neck, kissed him deeply, gave a small roll of his hips to show Luke that he was turned on too. A voice in his head distracted Percy. "I'd love that but Roulette is complaining about horny demigods rutting on his back, so I think we should find a spot and you can mount me like a mare."
Luke laughed against Percy's lips. "Is that what you want?" He kissed Percy one last time, hands sliding down the back of Percy's jeans. "Me to breed you?"
A bolt of arousal shot through Percy. "Fuck," he cursed because he did want that. "Yes, Luke. Fuck."
Luke's moan vibrated between them. He rested his forehead against Percy's, looked into his eyes. There was only warmth and affection in his blue eyes, despite the fact they'd been on opposite sides of a war. "Let's see how many times I can make us cum before your mare finds us."
Percy's breath caught as a delicious trill of pleasure went through him. He smiled and said, "I think you have more time than you think."
"Oh?" Luke asked.
"Roulette has plans similar to yours. He's going to drop us off and find Blackjack himself," Percy said with an amused smile. He could feel the stallion's desire for Blackjack just as strongly as Luke's desire for him. "Your pegasus has a dirty mouth."
This drew another laugh from Luke. "I don't mind a little privacy…or another reason to come see you."
"Another reason?" Percy asked.
Roulette flew them down to a meadow. His hooves shook the ground when he landed. He tucked his wings against his sides.
Luke dismounted first, then lifted Percy down by the hips. When they were both off, Luke slapped Roulette's flank. "I think he's going to be more successful at getting Blackjack pregnant than I will be at getting you pregnant."
Roulette broke into a run and then launched into the sky. In seconds he was gone, searching for Blackjack.
Percy blushed. He hooked his fingers in Luke's belt loops. "Well, we'll just have to try until it sticks, won't we?"
"Oh, absolutely," Luke agreed, cupping Percy's cheeks and kissing him deeply.