The Sun and the Star Wars
Copyright© 2026 by MJ Mac
Chapter 1
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Will finds out tha Nico has never seen a Star Wars movie. He decides he's going to change that, and their movie dates end up sexier than Will imagined.
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Gay BiSexual Fan Fiction Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Public Sex Geeks
“Nico, I need you to pay attention, because this question is important,” Will said, interrupting their walk in the woods to look him in the eyes and ask, “Have you seen any of the Star Wars movies?”
“Don’t do that to me, you jerk,” Nico scoffed, giving him a light shove. “I’ve heard of them. But no, I haven’t.”
“Not one? You don’t know like Luke Skywalker, or Princess Leia, or even Darth Vader?”
Nico shrugged, “I’m still catching up on everything I missed, Star Wars is on my list.”
“Gods, Nico, you’re like an edgy Captain America,” Will said.
“I understood that reference,” Nico said, somewhat proudly. From there, Will couldn’t stop laughing. Nico was definitely missing context here, but no part of him wanted to interrupt his boyfriend. He always seemed happy, and yet each time he saw him smile or laugh it was like seeing him do it for the first time.
“You’re the greatest,” Will said, his laughter dying down.
“Come here,” Nico said, grabbing Will by the hand and pulling him close. Because Nico was conveniently standing on higher ground, he was eye level with Will, who melted in his gaze. Nico leaned in, planting a fond kiss on his boyfriend’s lips. Will sighed slightly, as if to show his appreciation for the act of affection. Nico pulled away slowly, and Will’s eyes pleaded. Nico smirked, and leaned in ever-so-slowly. Will’s eyes spoke of need, and anticipation built as Nico drew near. Will closed his eyes as he felt Nico’s breath, and his heart fluttered as he stole another kiss, this one more tender. “Let’s go watch your movie, Solace.”
It wasn’t far back to their cabin. Ever since they sent Will’s dad, Apollo, back to Olympus, things have been quiet. It was summer, which meant there were no campers left, just a small handful of staff. Chiron, Dionysus, some groundskeepers, and Oracle, and two counselors. Those being the sun and star themselves, Will Solace and Nico di Angelo.
And thanks to blessings left by Apollo, certain technologies became imperceptible to any monsters that might want to attack the demigods. Still, they couldn’t use internet or bluetooth technologies, but they could use video players, arcade games, and older appliances.
So, the situation was right for the two twenty-year-old half-bloods to pop a VHS tape into the player, and sit down on the couch. “Do you want popcorn?” Nico asked, going through his cabinets.
“I wouldn’t mind,” Will smiled. He wore his orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt. He was not required to wear one, seeing as there were no campers, but the shirts were soft and comfortable. He often slept in them. “Thanks, babe.”
Will heard Nico rummaging around as the older TV started up. For what it was worth, this would still be better technology than Nico would have had at his age. Part of Will was jealous Nico would get to watch Star Wars for the first time in its original version. Will had only seen the remasters, so something about watching it on VHS felt more authentic. Like he was going back in time, and his little grump was coming with him.
“What are you thinking about?” Nico asked.
“How excited I am for you to watch this. You’re getting to see the original version!” Will bounced slightly.
Nico paused, and his brow furrowed, “There’s more than one version?”
“Yep!” Will said.
“Do I need to watch all the versions of this film?”
“No,” Will chuckled, “they’re the same movie. The new ones just look better.”
“Then why don’t we watch one of them?”
“Will you just sit?” Will asked. “Actually, get the popcorn first. Then sit.”
“Yes, sir,” Nico said jokingly. To the surprise of no one, Nico had taken up a slightly more assertive role in the relationship. Will was what campers referred to as a “golden retriever boyfriend.” Not just for his beautiful blond hair, but his enthusiasm, loyalty, and expressiveness. Where as they referred to him as a “black cat boyfriend.” Which basically meant he was more reserved. Nico couldn’t remember where all of it came from, something online that had to do with the noises a clock made. If he cared enough, he’d ask Will to remind him, but he wanted to just enjoy the movie right now.
With a ding from the microwave, Nico opened it to the familiar smell of popcorn. Grabbing a small sliver of butter, he put it in the wooden bowl and joined Will on the loveseat. Clad in a black tank top, gray sweatpants, and white socks, he curled his legs up and leaned against Will. Will however, was more sprawled out. His legs were spread, he leaned back, and wrapped his arm around Nico.
Will pointed the remote at the TV and clicked the OK button, with no results. He tried it a few more times, before Nico started to get up. “Hold on, babe. I got it,” Will smiled at him, pulling him back in gently. It helped that Nico was the cold one, being that he was much shorter than his boyfriend. Nico was five feet and six and a half inches, the “and a half” because Nico told everyone it was there (though Will knew that it wasn’t). Will, on the other hand, was six feet tall. Not much adjusting was needed for Nico to fit snugly under his partner’s arm. Will pressed it a few more times before Nico looked up at him, expecting Will to get up. Determined to not to be wrong, Will smacked the remote against his thigh a few times, before clicking the remote, and the movie started.
“I think you got some popcorn on the ground,” Nico observed.
“Shush, you have to read this,” Will said. Nico wondered if this was a silent film. He didn’t know that many movies past that era opened with on-screen text, but he would have to keep an open mind.
After the text, Nico watched as a spaceship soared over a brown planet, flashes of light flying across the silver screen.
As the movie progressed, he began to feel less and less invested in it. It seemed somewhat juvenile to him, something he would have enjoyed if he were still playing Mythomagic. He tried to pay attention, but he just wasn’t able to stay engaged. A symptom of the ADHD most demigods possessed. He grabbed a bit of popcorn, accidentally brushing his hand on Will’s leg. Will moved his eyes from the screen to smile at Nico, unbothered by the touch. Nico often lacked coordination, so Will thought nothing of it.
Nico moved closer into Will, and Will kissed him on the forehead. “Will?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m still cold,” Nico said. “I’m going to grab a blanket.”
“Want me to get it?” Will asked, moving slightly.
“No, I’ll get it. Don’t get up,” he whispered, standing up. He moved into his bedroom, and Will paused the movie. He was glad that the remote worked, he honestly didn’t want to get up. He grabbed a fistful of popcorn and shoved it quickly into his mouth. He was hungry, but had no interest in making a mess over Nico. As he shoveled a second handful into his mouth, he realized he had finished off the bowl.
“Wow, Solace. I leave for ten seconds and you’ve already eaten it all,” he said, wrapped in a large white blanket. Will smiled, seeing how cute his boyfriend looked all swaddled up. He was usually so quiet about his needs. In the company of others he would never have expressed he was cold, or hungry, or tired. And surely he wouldn’t stop what he was doing for what he considered nothing but comfort. He was glad Nico felt safe getting comfortable with him. Seeing Nico comfortable made Will comfortable.
He moved to the kitchen like a cutie Dracula, the edge of the blanket dragging on the floor. He grabbed another bag of popcorn without compromising his blanket cape, and put it in the microwave, nearly slipping on the hardwood floor as he did. He always slipped in those socks, but refused to take them off or wear shoes in the cabin. “You don’t have to make another one, you know?” Will said.
“You just inhaled everything in that bowl, don’t tell me you’re not hungry,” Nico said, watching the bag rotate. He walked over to the couch and grabbed a hold of the bowl, leaning over to kiss Will, who felt those butterflies dancing in him. “You’re so cute when you’re blushing.”
Will’s lips stretched ear to ear as Nico emptied the now-finished popcorn into the bowl, and put in a little more butter.
Moving back to the sofa, he put the bowl back between Will’s legs, brushing against him again. This time Will shifted slightly. “Getting comfortable?” Nico asked as his boyfriend tugged lightly at his pant leg. Will blushed again. “So cute.” He sat down to his right again, and snuggled up the same way he had been.
“Are you comfortable?” Will asked genuinely.