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Across the Garden, Through the Window	By : Amaronith Category: +G through L > Jak & Daxter Views: 2758 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The Jak and Daxter series and all its characters don't belong to me and I make no profit off of this story, I just like to borrow them and return them rumpled and stained.

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- 1-Across the Garden, Through the Window
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A/N: I had written this as a gift for Robin a while ago, but given the chapter she just recently posted of "Room and Board", I figured it was something relevant that I should post. Jak and Keira are both around fifteen/sixteen in this, and they are kind of silly. I think that's everything? Anyway, enjoy everyone!

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In the many years they had been friends, Keira had always had trouble sleeping. Jak would laugh, and tease her that her brain just didn't know how to shut off – ideas for different silly gadgets that would help her father with his garden, or would kick their lawn mower/the farmer's tractor/the fisherman's speedboat into high gear (things that usually got Keira into trouble when she did them, if only because she and Jak always forgot the 'asking for permission' part before they would go off and 'fix' things for people). Usually, when she couldn't sleep, she'd crawl out her window and across the back garden and up to Jak's window, sneaking into his bedroom where they would snuggle all night, Jak a comforting warmth at her back, and a sleepy murmur as he half listened to her ideas as she talked herself to sleep.

It was with similar intent that she had crawled out of her window that night, crept across the garden and climbed up to Jak's window.

Except Jak was naked. And stroking his cock with his lower lip clamped between his teeth, and holy wow puberty was nice to him, wasn't it? She squirmed on the windowsill, her thighs rubbing together. She wanted to touch that – hell, she wanted to fuck that. But Jak was her friend and she wasn't in love with him that way but God damn do want. “Jak?”

Jak squeaked, and in a flail of limbs covered his crotch from her view (not very well, but she wasn't going to tell him that). “Keira! What the hell?!”

“...looks like you could use a hand.” Did she really just say that? Did those words seriously just come out of her mouth?

Jak stared at her, his face blatantly asking the same questions that her mind supplied. “...eh?”

She finished crawling in through his window, and closed it gently behind her. “It's just... friends help each other out, don't they?” And, okay, this was a little different than helping her break into the Farmer's shed so she could fix up that tractor's engine and give it a makeshift nitro booster, but the thought still counted.

Jak arched an eyebrow at her, relaxing a little. “I don't think I need help jerking off Keira. I like to think I got pretty good at it since I was twelve.”

Keira giggled. “Maybe, but I'm here now, aren't I? And it's certainly more fun than just lying in the dark together, isn't it? And it's not like it means anything, right?”

Jak gave her another look. “You wanting to jerk me off doesn't mean anything?”

“It's just helping each other out.”

Jak snorted. “Friends with benefits, huh?”

Keira nodded. Jak always knew what she meant. It was something they had always had, knowing what the other was saying without them actually having to say it. “Exactly.”

Jak grinned at her. “This means I get to help you out too, right?”

“But of course.” The very idea of Jak's fingers inside her made her hot just thinking about it.

“So strip down and get over here, would you?”

Keira rolled her eyes at him as she peeled out of her over-sized t-shirt (one of Jak's shirts, actually, now that she thought about it) and her tiny shorts that she wore only to sleep in. It was surprisingly easy to be naked around Jak, whether because he was already naked, or because it just was a non-issue between them Keira wasn't sure. It certainly didn't hurt that Jak was – objectively – gorgeous. She crawled into bed next to Jak, grinning at him. “Okay, show me what to do.”

Jak's ears were red, but he wrapped her hand around his cock, and guided her – how tight to grip, how fast to move her hand, how to do the little twist at the top that really got him going – and then slid his hand boldly between her legs. “Holy- you're soaked!”

Keira blushed furiously, thighs clamping down around his hand as her own moved on him. “Oh shut it!” His fingers felt good against her, though, just calloused enough to be interesting, but not enough to hurt as he slid along her folds. “There's a nu-oh fuck yes that's it!” She gasped, leg hooking over his to give him more room to work as they lay side by side together. “Play with that!”

Jak moaned, soft and faint and so fucking hot in Keira's ear. “Yeah? Just that?”

She sped her hand up on him and spread her legs wider. “P-put your fingers in-inside-ahn!” She bit her lip as he did as she asked, the tips just curling inside her from the awkward angle. “Oh fuck yes-!”

“You are so loud,” Jak growled against her ear. “You are going to get us caught.”

Keira squirmed. “It's so much better than touching myself, though- even my vibrator-!”

“Poor little hard up Keira... toys not cutting it anymore?” He teased, thumb flicking over her clit.

“Oh shut up,” she panted, pouting up at him. “Don't be an ass.”

Jak grinned at her, shifting so that he was on his hands and knees above her, all without taking his fingers out of her. The new position, however, allowed them to go deeper, and Keira moaned. “Hey, it is my duty as your official friend with benefits to make sure your sexual needs are being properly met.”

Keira rocked her hips against his hand. “It is your duty to make me come until I pass out.”

“Challenge accepted,” Jak leaned forward, lapping playfully at her nipple before catching it between his teeth and making Keira cry out softly, her breath catching in her throat as Jak's fingers pumped in and out of her, twisting and curling until they found the perfect way to make her toes curl and her mind go blank. Jak's mouth as suddenly on hers, muffling her scream as she came.

She kissed him back, not caring how awkward and clumsy it was – his fingers were still moving inside her, stroking a spot that she only managed to it once or twice with her vibrator, and his thumb was rapidly rubbing her clit, bringing her to the edge again. He always was a quick study, she thought distantly before another orgasm crashed over her. “More-” She moaned against he mouth, biting at his lower lip. “More, please-!”

“What kind of more? More fingers, different speed-?”

“Fuck me,” Keira whined, stroking his cock again. “Please-!”

Jak pulled back, blinking at her. “Whoa-okay, time out.” He pulled out his fingers and wiped them against his side as Keira whimpered at the loss. “You want me to pop your cherry?”

She blinked at him, dazed, before she realized what he meant. “Oh, don't worry about that. I sort of... popped it myself. By accident.”

Jak stared down at her before shaking his head in amusement. “You broke it by accident?”

“I didn't realize my vibrator would do it!” Keira huffed at him, pouting.

“Only you would pop your own cherry by accident, Keira. It's not like your hymen has a brain that's all 'nope, not a cock, just stretch to accommodate.'”

Keira couldn't help it, she laughed. “Apparently not.”

Jak nuzzled her affectionately, like a playful pup. “....you sure you want to-?”

“Oh God yes.” Keira grinned up at him. “Besides, it's my duty as your official friend with benefits to make sure your sexual needs are met, and I sort of... slacked off. In my defense, your fingers felt really good.”

Jak flushed, but he looked more than pleased with himself. “Not bad for my first time out, huh?”

Keira grinned at him. “You learn quickly, my student. Many a girl you will pleasure with your talents.”

Jak rolled his eyes and nipped at Keira's ear playfully. “I'd rather focus on the one in front of me if it's all the same to you.” He leaned over her, his cock pressing against her belly and making them both shiver as he reached into the drawer next to his bed and pulled out a condom. “Thank God for sex ed, huh?”

Keira blinked at it. “Oh yeah. I almost forgot – good thinking, Jak!”

Jak rolled his eyes as he opened the foil packet. “If you get knocked up, your father is going to kill me and I'm not quite ready to die yet. Or be a parent, either, for that matter.” Jak shook his head and slid the condom on with a hiss.

Keira snickered, shifting her legs to welcome Jak between them. “Agreed.”

Jak met her eyes. “...ready?”

Keira nipped at his lower lip. “More than ready.”

Jak kissed her before he slid inside her with a groan, burying his face in her throat. “Fuck you're tight-!”

Keira moaned, arms coming up to wrap around him. “And you're a lot bigger than my vibe-nnn-!”

“Am I hurting you-?!”

Keira held him tighter to her. “Fuck me or suffer the consequences Jak.”

He laughed into her neck, and rolled his hips. “Yes Mistress; as you say, Mistress.” He began to thrust, pulling out slowly, and then pushing back in, changing the angles until he found one that made her gasp and arch. “There we go...” he murmured softly, before he began to thrust in earnest, one hand reaching between them to rub her clit while the other kneaded her breast.

It wasn't long at all before Keira was coming again, biting down hard on Jak's shoulder to muffle her scream, and he made a sound like he was choking and thrust hard into her once, twice, and again before he went completely still. Keira licked sleepily at the bite mark before she nuzzled Jak's jaw. “...very good. Top marks.”

Jak groaned. “Hnng.” He eased out of Keira, snagging tissues of the box on his night stand and cleaned Keira up before carefully disposing of the condom and tossing the whole mess at his trash bin. “Ha. Three points,” he chuckled, spooning up behind Keira.

“Mmm. Maybe you should try out for the basketball team.”

“Pfff. I'm too short for the basketball team, Keira.”

“Maybe you'll hit a growth spurt before Junior year?”

“I should be so lucky.” He kissed her shoulder. “Think you can get to sleep now?”

“Mmm. Thanks, Jak.”

“Anytime, Keira.”
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