First Rule Of Stealing a Kiss

A/N: You wanted citrus, you got citrus. Lemon alert. Or at least a strong lime. It is my first so do be kind when you review.

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An exhausted elf and a slightly less tired ottsel arrived at the Underground hideout. After all, how much energy can it take to sit on a shoulder all day shouting comments in Jak's ear?

It was late and Jak just prayed Torn didn't have any more missions from the Shadow for him yet.

He stumbled down the passage and saw Torn bent over the maps on the table. The older elf looked up at Jak's entrance.

"Take one of the bunks. There are no more missions just yet. So take the time to rest," Torn said before looking back at the maps, plans formulating in his head.

Jak sent thanks to whichever deity had granted him a reprieve and flopped on to the nearest bed, almost squashing Daxter.

"Hey!" The ottsel gathered whatever was left of his energy to leap away.coulcouldn'en gen get up the energy to glare at Jak for nearly crushing him and just collapsed next to his friend. They were already asleep.

Torn ignored them but every so often he would glance over at the sleeping pair.

They were awoken an hour or two later by Tess entering.

"Krew is such a slave driver!" she said before noticing that she had woken Jak and Daxter. "Oh, sorry! Did I wake you?" she asked, seeing Jak and Daxter open sleepy eyes. Daxter brightened when he saw it was her.

"Can't think of anyone better to wake me, baby!"

Jak rolled his eyes and closed them again. He felt Daxter leave his side to bounce into Tess' arms. She scratched behind his ears and giggled. Jak was amazed that Daxter could have that much energy after such little rest but then, the ottsel wasn't as tried as he was.

"Hey, Tess. The payment you're owed for the last undercover assignment's come in. It's waiting at this location," Torn handed the blonde woman a piece of paper with an address on it. "You can collect it now or in the morning."

"I'll collect it now. Wanna come Daxter? It shou't t't take long," Tess said.

"Sure, sugar!" Tess giggled again and walked out the door with Daxter cradled in her arms.

"Morning people should be shot," Jak commented, not looking at Torn.

"It's not morning yet," Torn said. "You onlept ept a couple of hours."

"All the more reason to kill Daxter. Nobody should be that cheerful after so little sleep,"

Torn didn't reply and silence reigned for about a quarter of an hour. Torn glanced over at the sleeping Jak.

A few minutes later he glanced over again.

The third time he took longer to turn away.

The fourth time he stepped a little closer but still stood beside hi table.

Eventually the stoic second in command found himself at the end of Jak's bed. He watched the blond sleep for a moment before stepping closer.

'He seems so innocent like this...I wonder when the last time he slept peacefully was...' Torn thought. 'He looks almost like his time in prison didn't happen...he’s so beautiful...'

Before that thought had fully registered in Torn's mind he had bent down and pressed a chaste kiss to the blonde’s lips. Then the realisation of what hs dos doing hit Torn fully, like a blast from a metal head and he backed away hurriedly, turning around as he did so. But he hadn't taken two steps when a pair of strong arms encircled his waist.

"First rule of stealing a kiss Torn. Always make sure they're really sleeping," Jak's voice murmured in his ear. The shorter elf threw Torn around and on to the bed. The tattooed elf landed on his stomach and rolled over as Jak moved to be next to him but ended up straddling Torn' wainstinstead. Not that either was complaining.

Jak bent to first kiss Torn on the lips and move long thwbonwbone, kissing and licking until he reached Torn's ear. The older elf moaned under him and Jak felt his blood rush south.

Before long they were kissing and touching each other with a frenzied passion. Hands found their way under clothes and undoing zips and buckles in an attempt to find more warm skin to touch.

They parted for air and Torn ld Jad Jak's tunic over his head and began working on his belt. Jak was undoing and the buckles that kept his shoulder armour on.

In what seemed like ime ime at all Torn was kneeling over Jak in nothing but a pair of black boxers that did nothing at all to hide his erection.

Jak lay under him clad only in blue boxers but Torn didn't let him keep them for long. Jak gasps cos cold air on his own erection.

Torn was suddenly kissing him again. The tattooed elf began tracing a line of kisses along Jak's jawbone and down his neck to his chest. Jak moaned loudly as Torn's tongue swirled over a nipple. The tattooed licklicked the hardened pink nub a few times before moving on to the next one.

"Torn..." Jak arched up. Torn held him down, placing teasing touches along his torso. "Don't tease...don't..."

Torn smirked and gently ran his hand down Jak's stomach, stopping just before reaching his erection.

Jak spasmed as his skin paled. Dark Jak had come out to play.

"I said, don't tease me!" he growled and rolled Torn over. Dark Jak was now straddling Torn and running sharp black claws up and down Torn's chest. Then he ripped Torn's boxers off with a sharp tug and threw the ruined underwear behind him. Dark Jak leant in closer to Torn and kissed him roughly. Suddenly the h wah was gone and two clawed fingers were forced into his mouth.

Torn sucked and licked them before they were withdrawn. A few seconds later he felt then probing at his entrance then a sharp pain as one claw entered him. He had barely any time to adjust before another claw was added. The fingers scissored a few times before being withdrawn completely. The fingers were quickly replaced and Torn screamed hoarsely as Dark Jak entered him and began thrusting at a fast pace.

Torn moaned as Dark Jak hit the spot inside him. He didn't even notice the scratches Dark Jak was leaving all over his body.

It wasn't long before they both came within seconds of each other. Dark Jak roared and collapsed on to Torn, transforming back into the more normal Jak. He looked at Torn in horror.

"Oh God, Torn, I'm sorry! Couldn’t control it...I'm so sorry!" He made as if to get off Torn but was pulled back by strong arms.

"It's fine. Don't worry about it," Torn said and pulled him close.

They fell asleep like that until morning.

"I told you they just needed some time alone together Dax!" Tess said to the orange ottsel.

"You were right sugar!" Daxter said. "Now, where can we go where we'll have plenty to do until they wake up?"

"I know just the place..."

The two walked off into the night laughing and joking.

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A/N: You lot better appreciate the effort I put into this. I've been typing since 1:00am and it's now 5:00am. There is no point really in going to bed now because I have to be up at 8:00 to get ready to go shopping with friends and I must have either 8 hours sleep or none or I can't function at all.

Thic hac has transformed since I wrote it on paper two days ago. For one thing, it lacks an extra sex scene that didn't want to fit on the end the part with Dark Jak actually replaced it. There's also some weird stuff missed out because it was OOC and the kinda stuff that you think of at midnight when you can't sleep. It went something like this:

Jak pretending to be a Random kid: Gee, Mister Torn! Where did you get those scars? *points to five claw marks*

Torn: Why, from having hot passionate sex with Mister Jak's darker side.

Review please. Be nice and I'll write another chapter with the missing lemon for you. If you want it, that is.