A Hazel Eyed Haze (p)

"Well, well, I guess it is true." Francios, the Afro-French demigod son of Eros had his arms folded over his chest. He had seen Iain from across the courtyard and decided to see what he was up to. He scratched underneath his chin and bit his lip. "You're talking to that piece of chocolate son of Demeter." He continued, biting his lip more. "Don't ask me how I know. I just have a thing for knowing when budding relationships start."

"Françios Dibango at your service." He looked him up and down and smiled some. "Y'know Cedar or whatever his name is has a thing for Hecate boys, right?" He ran a hand over Iain's chest.

Françios too his hand away, but there was still a smile on his face. "Mhm...Cypress has a thing for Hecate boys. He loves the magical side of them and he loves the roughness of some of them." Françios purred. "Aw, you didn't know?"

The son of Eros raised an eyebrow. "So, you don't mind just being another Hecate boy to him? Hm, you must have a magic wand then..." Francios eyes trailed down to the front of Iain's pants, then back up into his eyes. "Well, if you're into being used then maybe I can give some pointers? Tell you what really gets his egg plant growing..."

Francios chuckled. He was lying of course. The guy that Cypress had been at in camp was a son of Triton. "Of course he has. Two, actually." He answered with a grin on his face. "I dunno, maybe he has some fucked up fantasy about him being with one of you witches." He ran a hand through Iain's hair and kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry you had to find out this way." With that, Francios looked up and saw Cypress in the window, making the flowers grow that were in the window. "So, what are you going to do about it? Let him use you?" He rubbed up and down on Iain's chest. "You can come back to my cabin and forget all about that stupid farmer."

The son of Eros got up from his squatting position and offered Iain a hand. "Come with me, it'll be okay." He smiled kindly, but their was mischief in his eyes. Just then the cabin four door opened.

"...Hey, Iain." He gave the son of Hecate a little wave. "Are you ready to hang out?" Cypress' eyes moved up to see Francios.

"Well look who it is, the Hecate obsessed flower boy." Francios purred.

"What?" Cypress knitted his eyebrows and looked down at Iain, then back at the son of Demeter.

"You don't have to lie to poor Iain anymore. He knows why you're dating him."

"...We're...dating?" Cypress smiled a bit as blush came across his face.

Cypress' smile fell and so did his gaze. He didn't know what he was walking into and frankly, he didn't like it. The son of Eros had gotten what he wanted and that was for Iain to have doubts about his and Cypress budding relationship.

"Whoops, did I say he dated two Hecate boys? I lied. Oops." Francios shrugged his shoulders, then giggled. Cypress' eyes went big.

"Why would you do that? Lie about who I've been with?"

"Because, look at the look on his face." Francios giggle again. "So cute. Either way, you'll need me for experience. You think Cypress would want to date a eighteen year old virgin or something?" He scoffed and started to walk off leaving Cypress to pick up the pieces.

The son of Demeter quickly got down in front of Iain and took his head in between his hands and turned his face up to his. "What happened? Are you okay?" Cypress looked him over for any cuts or bruises

The son of Demeter gasped when Iain took a step back. He could feel his heart break a bit. "N-no, please. Don't go, Iain. Please. You ran away once please don't do it again." Cypress could feel his heart beat out of his chest, but not the way that he wanted it to. "...What all did he say to you? Please talk to me."

"You're right, you're right. I'm sorry." Cypress took a breath. "You're not an injured animal. Muir and I just care about you, that's all." He took a breath and scratched his bicep. "I...I just want to know what that guy said about me to you." He moistened his lips as he slowly lowered his hands.

Cypress blinked. "What? That's not true. I mean," He shook his head. "I find the dark hair and different colored eyes matched with the mysterious feel of Hecate kids, but I wouldn't say that I have a thing for them." He sighed heavily. "And I've never dated a Hecate guy. The only boyfriend I had here was a son of Triton that graduated and went back to Hawaii for college." Cypress looked physically heart. What did that guy have against him? "...I'm sorry, was that it?"

Cypress felt like Iain wasn't saying everything, but he wasn't going to push the son of Hecate any further. Instead he stayed where he was. "...Wait, isn't he a son of Eros?" He asked, shifting his weight from one leg to another. "...That makes sense." He snorted, shaking his head. "And don't apologize, but can I...get a hug? Then you can check my tattoo and I can feed you strawberries?"

The son of Demeter barely got his arms around Iain's neck before he pulled away. Cypress slowly lowered his hands and looked down at Iain's shoes. "R-right. We don't want you to, uh, get dull." He bit his lip and slowly looked up at the Scotsman face. "Maybe you can show me some of your magic? I promise I'll be quiet."