A Hazel Eyed Haze (p)

Cypress slowly looked at Iain. "...Aw, you think I'm a beautiful girl?" He playfully nudged him and turned his full attention to Iain. "You're sweet, Iain." He touched the side of his face. "...I never told anyone that I was gay back home. Only here." He closed the book he was reading.

Cypress knitted his eyebrows at the name Alaistar, then remembered who it is. He became defensive immediately and moved closer to Iain so that their legs were overlapping. "I know what you mean, Iain." He whispered, placing his hand on the son of Hecate's chest. Gods, he was so muscular.

"Read something? I can. What do you want me to read or...?" He sat up and looked at the magical botany book. He doubt that he wanted to hear about how magical they were. Instead, he decided to talk about himself. "My first week at camp was interesting. Honestly, I didn't even know that the Greek gods were real, let alone have a black kid." He smirked. "I wasn't claimed until about three days later." He started, moistening his lips. He could really go for some fruit right about now.

Cypress chuckled. "Okay, okay. I will." The son of Demeter took in a deep breath and smiled. "Uh, well, my best friend and I, Adriaan, a son of Apollo, we literally ran into each other on a street corner. A lady that turned out to be a fury tried to kill us. It was horrible and scary. Luckily, Adriaan saved us." He smiled a bit. "He's very attractive and I wish I would've said how I felt about him earlier, but I was scared." Cypress paused for a few seconds, then shook his head. "Uh, never mind. Anyways, we had to basically travel across the country to get here. Almost lost my life a couple of times. And I have scars..." He trailed off, turning down to his stomach.

The son of Demeter smiled when Iain hugged him tighter. He could get used to that, honestly. Cypress bit his lip. "But then, uh, then I came here and grew my first apple tree. That's when my mom claimed me." Cypress smiled some and rested his head in the crook of his neck. "Then I met you, Iain." He whispered, biting his lip.

Cypress smiled. "I'm glad too." He bit his lip and pressed his lips against Iain's. His hands went to his chest, then slowly slid up to around Iain's neck. He leaned back a bit so that Iain was on his back and Cypress was straddling his waist.

Cypress laughed breathlessly, shaking his head. "I like you too." He sat up with his hands on his chest. The son of Demeter bit his lip. "Oh! Wait! We were supposed to go on a date first before I do things to yo-- I mean, uh," He shook his head. "Uh, well, this can count as our first date." Cypress laughed a bit. "...Sorry again. We're supposed to take things slow so I don't scare you away."

The son of Demeter smiled and rolled off of Iain and onto his stomach. "I do owe you that date." He smiled some. "I was thinking that we head out to the forest for a picnic? That'll be fun!" Cypress perked his hips up like he did whenever he became excited.

Cypress smiled and sat up. "Really? Great! When do you want to do it? Now or maybe tomorrow?" He asked, rubbing his and up and down Iain's chest. "It's up to you, Iain."

The son of Demeter smiled some. "Aw, you're so sweet." Cypress leaned in and pecked Iain's lips. "We can go tomorrow. Today's been full of too much emotion, I think. It'll be better when we've both got a good night's rest." Cypress bit his and leaned down to kiss his chest. "Then, we can do other things after. Like dessert."

Cypress laughed and stood up from the bunk to adjust his shorts. They were a bit too small for him so he would probably have to throw them out once he gets back to his cabin. "Trust me, I got that covered. It's going to. be health-- oh, my gods! Have you ever made sherbet before? Like fresh sherbet?"

 "We can make it together! It'll be so much fun!" Cypress flamboyant side slipped out which he quickly tried to conceal. "Uh, anyway, that's uh, we can do that. We can make it together. That'll be a fun, right?"

Cypress blushed and looked down at his shoes. He usually didn't let people see his more excited side since he sometimes acted more feminine. "Thanks, I guess." He turned over onto his stomach and buried his face Iain's sheets.