Can't Stop Running

Before I begin this chapter I would like to thank all those who have reviewed, this story is posted on both ff.net and aff.net, and it means so much too me that you guys are loving what little there is to love at the moment. I'm sorry its taken me so long to update, even though I like to get my chapter out fast I don't want to jip you guys a good read for a second day update, and no I don't require reviews to make me write though I do appreciate them, they just give me warm fuzzy feelings. So thank you and no with the story. I would never have thought that anything could be more exhausting then dealing with Jak's personality shifts but ya know I think the introductions between him and Torn beat the wonder twin act by a mile. If I wasn't dealing with Torn's constant belittling I was making sure Jak didn't do something stupid in his anger like blow my boss's head off, add to the fact that Torn decided to be a real prick and go over Kiera's mission details in front of me and lets just say any happy thoughts that I may have been thinking of involving me, Jak, and a jar of chocolate sauce turned to ones of me sending Torn through a meat grinder very, very slowly, I think a half turn every minute works quite nicely. Though I must say Jak's reaction to the news of Kiera was mind boggling, either he seemed to be like a kid who got what he wanted on Christmas or he was looking like his puppy was taken away, it was confusing and I already had a migraine for Tess's inquisition so I think it's time for me to drag Jak and my sorry ass off to bed. And no not for that lovely extracurricular activity though I do wish it were so, Jak seems a little tired to so I think a little R & R is just what the doctor ordered, but of course Torn had to be a bastard and take that away too. "Oh and Rat our supply rooms got a little full so one of the crates of Dark eco we're trying to work with is staying in your room, don't worry the shit shouldn't bother you unless you touch it but just so you know don't be banging on the boxes." Well Fuck. "You know Jak, sometimes I wonder why I put up with that bastard then I look at you and remember why, and just so you know I plan on making you pay for every rude, aggravating, and not to mention degrading comment, job, or errand I've ever had to do for that prick." I couldn't help it, all the things that have happened to me in the past eight hours were threatening to over whelm me, it was finally sinking in that Jak was here with me, right in front of me, and all the pain, misery, and horror's I've had to face in getting him back were starting to really make themselves known and I was hard pressed to make it to my room and not collapse right there, I just hope Jak conks out before me so that I can break down in peace. Sadly I knew that wouldn't be the case, and wouldn't you know it shit beaks loose once I get to my room. "Jak, look I need to talk to you..." I was partially listening so when Jak trailed off I began to worry, I know this whole talking thing must be a huge switch from his old mute days but Jake even when he just talked with his expressions never faltered, I swore at times the guy was too straight foreword but oh well. Next thing I knew I was once again back in his arms, I would say it was getting old but hey I like my eco-vent he's portable and I feel like a cat curled in a sun spot, but why'd he change. Then I notice those crates Torn had put in here, well one was cracked and my room was covered in Dark Eco blobs, and Jackie boy was just absorbing them like a broken-hearted girl and chocolates. This was odd. Next thing I know I'm being thrown onto my bed and a very hard, very excited body is pressing me further into my mattress. "Jak!" Oh god did I just squeak, dear lord and I didn't think things could get anymore embarrassing then they already were. "Shut up! I didn't give you permission to talk, its time you paid for that little stunt with that blonde tramp earlier today! Didn't I tell you only I can touch you or do you have selective hearing!" Wow he's pissed, but you know so am I! "What the Hell! I don't know who you think you are but nobody, and I mean nobody call's my Tessy-kins a tramp, not even you! And further more...oh god...stop...what..." I think my mind fogged out right there, Jak was apparently not likely my non-submissive tone and was clearly on a path of domination. "I am your master, and you are my BITCH!" "I AM NOBDOY'S BITCH, NOT TORN'S, NOT THE SMURF'S, AND NOT YOURS!!!" I was way passed the point of being pissed now, if it wasn't for the fact that Jak had my hands pinned above my head I think I might just have socked him. I was so tired of people thinking they can control me, and that Daxter was only around to do their work for them. "I think you don't realize the position you're in Dax, you're mine, you have been since the day we first met on the beach!" Whoa wait, backup, rewind! Did he just mention the day on the beach, that's something between me and Jak, not me and the eco-vent I just recently today. "What the hell are you talking about, I met Jak on the beach, you mister eco-slug I only met today!" "Wrong, I've always been there, lurking in he corners of Jak's mind, and now because of the treatment Jak's gone under I'm finally able to come out and take what's mind, you're mine Daxter, and don't you ever forget it." Dear god did he just end his sentence with a pelvic thrust! Oh god he just did it again. "Who are you? What are you?" I was so confused, here Dark Jak is saying he's separate from Jak, and yet that he is Jak, add this to the fact that he was pretty much humping me and god I can't think straight. "I am Jak, and what I am well that is a question for another time, right now I plan on making sure you know who you belong to for the next few hours." Dark Jak wasted no time in stripping me down to nothing, I had never felt so exposed and yet wanted except for that moment, his eyes though just dark voids felt possessive and yet I felt desire in there as well, though there was no way in hell I was just going to let him take me without having to work for it. "Get off me!" I'm not some common whore like the smurf I do have morals and I plan on makings sure that he understands that just because he threw me in a bed does not mean he's going to be getting his way at the moment. "No!" Dear god that word was frightening, but I refused to play bitch. Though I think he sensed that because just as I was opening my mouth to tell him off, his mouth was on mine and his tongue was easily forcing me into submission. I couldn't help but wonder if he ever kissed Kiera like this, and just like that it was like I had been doused in cold water, all the pain, all the suffering condensed into that one moment. I think I startled Dark Jak too. Though I guess that's understandable because one moment you have a defiant person in your bed whose slowly submitting to you, yes I can admit I was submitting I never said I wouldn't get into bed with him, he just had to work for it. The next he's got an armful of a shivering boy. "Dax?" I whimpered, I keened, I think I did all but cry, I wanted to god knows I did, and poor Jak was so confused. I could feel it as his arms clamped around me and held me to him. I felt him as he changed our positions so that he was on bottom and I was curled on top of him clinging to him like a second skin. I don't know what was wrong with me but I needed to be close to him, I needed more contact, the clothes had to go. "Clothes off now! Need...need..." I couldn't get the rest of my words out, so I just shove my hands up under his shirt, I think he was startled by my boldness but was going to deny me this. As soon as his chest was exposed I tried to curl up on him as best as I could, I need more skin to skin contact but that wasn't only it, I needed something more, and it was like he sensed it because once again I was on my back and he was kissing me with such adoration I finally started to cry. Two years of pain and torment broke and I sobbed like a broken child, and he just held me, I think somewhere in that transition Dark Jak switched back to being regular Jak, but the hold never changed the whispered words didn't stop, and the light kisses continued to reign down on me. And for me that was heaven, and then I lost consciousness. "Dax...hey Dax wake up, that asshole from yesterday is back and says he's got a job for you? Can I come?" "What's the job code?" "I think he said something about red?" "Shit!" I was in trouble now. Red meant I had to gather information, and not in the 007 kind of way either. And Jak wanted to come? That is so not happening, there is no reason for Jak to know that for the last year and half his best friend has been acting as a whore to gather information for the underground, no way in hell. Besides what Jak doesn't know, can't hurt him right? They say ignorance is bliss so I'll let him have some few moments of bliss. "Um not this time Jak, maybe next time? Heh heh this is a boring one I'm just suppose to gather some info and be on my way, very boring...." Well damn it seems my lying skills have deserted me, whatever shall I do? Panic like there's no tomorrow. "Daxter what aren't you telling me about this mission." Dear god, did he have like a lie detector on him or something, and since when has he questioned me about what I do? "Rat! The client is waiting, and wear the red pants he seems to fancy you in them." Torn's voice came from behind the door. "Client? Red pants? FANCY?!? DAXTER WHAT ARE YOU ABOUT TO DO!" Oh shit he was pissed. "Jak stop pestering the rat and get out here so he can change. Oh and put the piercing in while you're at it rat, I'm not sure what it is you do with that thing but he keeps requesting for it, and remember work him till he tells you about the next shipment of goods!" Oh god, well there goes my hope of Jak staying in ignorance. "Daxter, what does he mean when he says, "work" him. What aren't you telling me about this job?" Was it me, or did Jak's voice get deeper, there wasn't any Dark eco around except for the shit that was SECURED in those crates, and I certainly don't see any dead metal heads, so why is it like my Dark Jak is standing four feet away from me. "Jak look, its just a part of my job here..." I never got to finish that statement, and I'll realize later that maybe that wasn't the best way to break it to him that I sleep around for the underground. "DIDN'T I TELL YOU ONLY I CAN TOUCH YOU!" Well damn, he looks and feels like my Jak but I swear those words were straight from Dark Jak's mouth. "And what if I can't follow that rule huh? This is my main job for the underground, the main and probably the only reason why they've kept me around for so long and even let me search for you!" I couldn't help it, I needed him to understand that I wasn't hooking for nothing I did it for him...I need him to see that. "Well you're done now, that bastard can find a new bitch, and a new type of job for you, one that's going to include me from now on. It seems I can't let you out of my sight without you doing something completely stupid. By the way...what red pants was he talking about, And what nipple ring?" I was shocked, no I was completely and utterly gobsmaked, Kiera could have come in here and shot herself and that wouldn't even phase me. "Jak...I'm not sure I can." Maybe I shouldn't have said that. Because all at once, Jak's features got thunderous, and I could swear that he was going to kill something, and were his eyes darkening? "You're not sure that you can?" Uh oh "let me tell you something Daxter, I didn't hold on for two years hoping to be reunited with you, to finally set the score straight only to find out you've been sleeping around for this group of idiots, and now you tell me that you're not sure that you can request a new job assignment, well let me tell you something Dax when I tell you to do something you better do it!" Oh I know he did not just order me to be his bitch. "Like hell I'll do what ever you tell me to! I'm not your Bitch Jak, and if that's what you're looking for I'll take you down to Kiera's shop right here and now and you can work out what ever frustrations you're dealing with on her!" I was nobody's bitch, I did have standards you know. I swear Jak has the creepiest laugh, after my little declaration he just starts chuckling, and not one of those little chuckles little kids get when they tell Santa what they want for Christmas, no this was one of those chuckles you get when you think you've said something smart and the person just starts to laugh at the sheer stupidity you just sprouted off. I. Did. Not. Like. It. And it seems Jak wasn't finished, because now I'm being pressed very hard into the mattress and my mouth is sufficiently being covered by Jak's and its like its eating every sound I make. I'm not sure why such an aggressive hold was having such an affect on me, but next thing I know I'm arching up into that deliciously hard body above me, and my arms are secure around his neck and are attempting to try and merge me with him. I can't help it, Jak, my Jak not my Dark eco vent, was here squashing me into the mattress, and dear god was that an erection that was grinding into my leg! "You're mine Dax, never ever forget that!" Oh I would have no problem remembering it, its you I'm worried about Jackie Boy. "Say it Dax, say your mine, and that you won't ever let anybody else touch you! Say you belong only to me!" Whoa now that's getting way to dominant, so why am I answering back already. And Dear god did I just whimper that I'm only his! Where have my morals gone! My standards! My dignity for Christ sake! "Good boy!" Ya know I think he was about to say more but right at that moment Torn decided to show up and lets just say Jak had a few words with him, and okay having Torn up against the wall by his throat may have also convinced him to just do whatever Jak says! And oh god those muscles were flexing in the most enticing way. "Jak..." Dear god I just sounded like a dirty little slut when I called out for him. Though I think it worked because now he's back on top of me and his mouth was doing wonders to my ear. "Jak...don't....don't stop...gods..." I do believe any and all ability I might have held in the lovely art of speaking has just fled me at the moment. "What do you want Dax...do you want me to touch you" oh god his hands were everywhere. "Do you want me to kiss you, taste you?" Gods I don't know what's going on but I do no one thing Jak needs to go further south right now, or just start slamming me into the mattress before I take over! "Jak I need..." "Yes?" "You lower, right now!" And then there he was, and where the fuck did he learn to blow like that. If it weren't for the strong grip he had around my balls I would have blown my wad right then and there. "Is this what you want Jak or maybe this is." And next thing I knew he was back in front of me and slamming home. I do believe at that moment I learned the true meaning of being fucked senseless. "Oh gods! Please Jak...harder...god fuck me..." Wow was I really saying that shit, I knew I've said it for my clients but that's because they asked for it now it just feels right! And hey he was fucking me harder. "Take it you little slut...you're my little slut you know that, you're mine! Only I can bring you this pleasure, only I can take you to new heights..." And now he grabbed the jewels again in a cast iron grip, "you see these, these belong to me!" And then I was Cuming, I don't know why that sentence set me off, maybe it was the extreme amount of dominance in it or maybe it was the fact that he was saying exactly what I wanted to hear. I don't care all I know was that I was experiencing the greatest orgasm I've ever had, and Jak was coming inside me, and everything felt right at that moment, and all I could think of was. 'Take that you fucking smurf slut!'