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Pretty Boy

Chapter Title: The Opportunist

Chapter Warnings: Drunken displays of affection aka the D.I.A.L. (Dread Inducing Alcoholic Lime).

Short description: The next bit of �Pretty Boy�. Since everyone was wondering what happens next, I�ve decided to turn this into a full-fledged multi-chaptered fic. Ah well, just more slash to add to the fandom, I s�pose. Besides, even the oddest of pairs have their beginnings somewhere. [Set after Jak 3]

He burst out laughing during the first attempt. He couldn�t help it. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the sheer ludicrousness of the situation. But all Jak knew at that moment in time was that this all was just so damned unthinkable that it was just friggin� hilarious.

But it had been a short burst of laughter, only lasting until Jinx tilted his head a little more to the side and continued staring at him. A small smirk appeared on the other man�s face. There was barely any space between them now. Jak could feel the heat radiating off the other man�s body. Jinx was so close Jak was nearly suffocating in the scent of him.

And it wasn�t that Jak had ever really looked before but this close up view of the blond haired man was very� enlightening. He got an in-depth view of it all, the high cheekbones, the sharp nose, wide mouth and perpetual stubble. And his eyes were a lot darker than Jak had thought too.

Jinx seemed to be studying him as well. The other man�s eyes were narrowed and gazing right into his own. But Jak broke first; he looked away, his own smile waning as he unconsciously leaned back further into the wall.

Jinx�s hand was underneath his jaw then, thumb resting against the green fuzz on his chin. And he was staring into those eyes again.

He could hear himself swallow, all of a sudden the music from the main part of the bar seemed all the more muffled. It was so quiet now he could hear his own heart beat as it thudded loudly in his chest.

Why was he so nervous? This was Jinx; he could rip the man to shreds if he really wanted to. This conclusion, however, did nothing to alleviate his anxiousness.

This was insane! I mean really, what the fuck�

Jinx�s lips were on his before he could even finish the thought. His own mouth was tugged open gently and the other man�s tongue pushing its way inside. Jak�s eyes widened in response to the abrupt invasion but the alcohol pumping through his system had him loose and compliant within seconds.

Jak leaned his head a little more to the side, opened his mouth just a bit wider, and Jinx pushed just a little bit further.

It wasn�t� like he thought it would be. It wasn�t bad. It wasn�t necessarily good either. It was just something. Something completely different than what he�d had before and he just wasn�t sure how he felt about it at the moment. So he let it continue, he just stood there numbly playing along until Jinx pulled away again.

Jak licked his tingling lips and took a few deep breaths through his slightly gaping mouth. But the air was too thick and heavy; it did nothing to ease his ragged breathing. The acrid taste of Jinx�s cigar was weighting heavily on his tongue along with the slightest hint of something sharp and sweet �like whiskey. Although he wasn�t sure if the drink had been Jinx�s or his own. He�d been handed many glasses tonight and hadn�t a clue what they�d been when he gulped them down. He wasn�t even truly sure that this was whiskey he tasted.

It was just that Jinx seemed like the type to drink whiskey. And whisper lewd comments about other men�s asses in their ears. Not to mention, corner them on their way back from the bathroom and stick his tongue down their throats in dark alcoves.

He just seemed like the type y�know.

Wait a minute, hadn�t he been doing something Jak thought.

The thumb stroking the hair on his chin reminded him of just where he was. And then that hand was on the side of his face, sliding under the red scarf and petting through emerald sideburns.

Jak blushed horribly in response to the intimate touch, but he still managed to pull off an intimidating narrowing of his eyes. Fucking bastard. Fuck him for making him feel like some silly hormone driven girl. But the bastard only smiled at him. And then things only got worse when Jinx�s nose brushed against his as the older man leaned in for another kiss. He nearly laughed again in attempt to ease the tension. But Jinx didn�t give him the chance this time.

And for the life of him once again Jak had no idea why he was being so accommodating. He had even tried to participate. He pushed his tongue back against the slippery, warm invasion trying to get another taste of that mystery drink in the other man�s mouth. Though, that plan was abruptly derailed when he felt Jinx�s hand running down his side, taking hold of his ass and pulling him flush against him. Rubbing the hardness in his pants against Jak�s.

Heat shot through out his body. So much so that he was dizzy with it now and this new disorientation made him lose his footing. He stumbled backward taking Jinx with him. They fell back together further into a large niche against the wall, Jak�s head hitting hard against wooden planks. Dusty clothe fell around them both blocking out the little light that had made it�s way back to them.

Jinx�s thigh was nudging in between his legs and rubbing against him now, causing Jak�s belly to immediately dissolve into warm slush. He could feel the heat of the other man�s erection as it pressed against him. And that was what caused him to pull away so suddenly, mouth hanging open, trying to catch his breath, his face scorching with the most furious blush.

Wha�

Blood was humming in his ears, the dark eco within it screaming for attention. He just had to catch his breath that�s all. He just had to breathe. And go with it. Going with it could be good. It had been so far� right? He closed his eyes and leaned forward, the sweat from his brow soaking into Jinx�s shirt. The light eco kicked in then, trying it�s best to calm him. Trying to get the dark part of him to realize that everything was fine this time. He wanted this.

The light shot through him mixing with the dark, making him hot and cold all at the same time. Making every inch of his skin tingle.

It was then that he noticed Jinx�s hands were pulling at his clothes now, tugging his shirt from out of his pants. And he let it happen, in his drunken, lustful, eco filled haze. He was just letting it all happen. Just like before in the booth. When Jinx had grabbed him around his waist and tugged him closer and said all those things to him. Those things that made him blush and stutter. And want to leave and to stay all at once. Those things that made him insecure and confident all in the same breath.

Something in him just had to see where this was going.

Where exactly was this going?

His head fell back with the force of a heady groan.

Why was it so fucking hot in here?

Jak pawed at his head and pulled his goggles off. The scarf was next to go. He vaguely noted the sound of them hitting the floor. His body moving loosely with every pull and tug as Jinx opened his belt and pants. The blond man drew back to look at him. His green eyes even darker now, he looked as if he wanted to say something.

No more talking. No more confusion. Jak knew what he wanted now. And he didn�t want anything Jinx had thought to say to ruin it. So he leaned forward just a bit and latched his lips on to the pony tailed man�s and shoved his tongue back inside. He pulled at Jinx�s clothes, his hands eager to touch the skin hidden underneath, the narrow waist, the prominent ribs and a flat stomach that seemed to tense under his fingertips when touched.

Jinx was thinner than he was, leaner where he was stockier, but he was taller and lot stronger than Jak would have given him credit for. The hard shove with which he was thrown back against the wall was proof enough of that. Perhaps the arrogant bastard had a weakness he didn�t want him to know about.

Jak pushed forward again, rubbing himself against the other man, shamelessly pressing his throbbing erection against the warm body.

Jinx broke away again ending the sloppy kiss. Grinned at him one more time before he reached into Jak�s sagging pants and fisted his swollen length. Jinx was stroking him before Jak�s mind could catch up to what was happening. Jak�s grip on the other man tightened as he fell back against the wall again, his head turned upward, his eyes sliding shut. The younger let out a keening whine, his breathing becoming even more ragged as his pushed against the firm grip that held him. He�d forgotten where he was, forgotten how to breathe.

All that mattered was that Jinx just kept stroking him, squeezing him just like that.

Jak was muttering mindlessly now. Jinx just looked at him, smug little grin on his face and then he kissed him once again. Sucked on the tongue that Jak willingly offered up and then it was on to his neck. There as well Jak was sucked and nipped, being marked no doubt, as the stubble on the other man�s face scratching and tickling his flushed face.

Then the hand that had been touching him was gone. There was the sound of metal, rustling fabric, and then Jinx shifted and there was more skin to feel. Searing hot and impossibly hard, Jinx ground his erection into Jak with a heartfelt groan, sending new jolts of pleasure through the younger body. Jinx had him nearly off the ground now, hemmed up against the wall, his legs spread around the other�s slim waist. Jak�s eyes went wide and he griped the older man�s shoulders hard in warning his whole body going rigid.

Jinx�s grip on him loosened and Jak released a breath he hadn�t realized he�d been holding. But that god-awful ache was still there. He wanted� He really didn�t know what he wanted� or just didn�t have it in him to ask, but Jinx�s hand was on him again, wrapped around the both of them. Jinx was sucking harder on his neck now, surely leaving one hell of a bruise but he couldn�t have cared less about it all. It didn�t matter to him that he was moaning a little too loudly. Or that someone might hear and find them here, in the dark little niche against the wall. Doing� whatever it was they were doing.

He just didn�t fucking care.

Jak was in a single-minded state now. Thrusting back into that firm, hot grip, his eyes filming over with false tears as that warm/cold tightness coiled in his belly. Getting tighter and tighter until it finally broke free of him and he had to bite down on whatever was nearest to him to keep from crying out.

He fell limp against the other man. Sweating and panting for breath, but there was a new taste on his tongue. An all too familiar one, it was coppery and foul tasting but strangely appealing all the same. He licked at his teeth, savoring the taste.

Jinx reluctantly pulled away with a pronounced wince and wiped his hand on something hanging nearby. Jak was much too out of it to tell really. He leaned back against he wall and lifted a heavy hand to his head only to have it grabbed before he�d gotten it to where he wanted it to be. Jinx pushed a few sweaty strands on hair off Jak�s forehead and gave him one last kiss, leaving Jak even more confused about what they�d just done.

Oh Precursors� What had they just done?

Jinx�s hand was on his thin sholder when he next looked at him. The man pulled away bloody fingertips and turned to him smirking. Jak just stared back nonplused. Jinx give in with a shake of his head and chuckle, resorting to sticking his hands in his pockets and rummaging around for something. He was gone before Jak got to see what that something was.

Leaving Jak alone with his heavy breaths and scattered thoughts� and the taste of blood on his teeth. A gust of cool air rushed passed, reminding Jak of his state of undress. He grasped at his pants and pulled them closed. Soon after a pair of women walked passed, noticing the seemingly tipsy hero off in the corner, they huddled together giggling and chattering amongst themselves.

But that didn�t matter much really; he was too busy sinking to the floor utterly dumbfounded about what had just occurred. He reached around numbly in the dark for his beloved goggles and scarf pulling them in his lap. He thumbed the metal and stared into the colored glass. He was met with his own reflection staring dumbly back at him.

Suddenly another image appeared in the red glass. Jak looked up, startled�

�Jak? Are you alright?� Keira was trying to hide a smile behind her hand. �Looks like someone got lost.� She giggled. �Here let me help you.�

Jak forced a weak grin and shook his head before sliding his goggles back on. He pulled himself back up to his feet, hurriedly fumbling with his pants to finish fastening them. Keira just looked him over with a raised brow.

�Lightweight.� She laughed.

Another blush colored Jak�s face and he chocked back a surprised laugh of his own.

�Yeah, I guess I�m not as good at holding my liquor as I thought.� He muttered with a weak smile.
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