The Freak and The Theif

“I think I’ll go check in with Onin tomorrow morning. It is too late now.” Jak got up as if he never told Daxter he was dying. He needed to be strong. He walked out to the kitchen to see Ruean still there. She was smoking a cigarette and staring out the window.

“It is raining.” Jak looked to see that it was pouring. “When it rains it washes the dirt away. But the filth in this place is so bad that the rain only brings more filth in.” She looked over at Jak. “Will you stay with me tonight?” Daxter who had followed Jak didn’t want to hear his answer. He went back to their room and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Jak looked at Ruean. Her eyes were glazed over as if she wasn’t really there. Her mind was elsewhere. “Yes.” Ruean looked over at him and smiled softly. She put out her cigarette and walked toward her room, Jak following her. She slowly took off her pants and reached under her shirt to remove her bra. She kicked them across the room. In just her shirt and panties, Ruean climbed into the bed. She scooted over so there was room for Jak. He removed his shirt and pants leaving him in his boxers. He climbed in next to her. There was enough room in the bed for their bodies to be just ghosting each other. “Why?”

“Hm?” She looked him in the eye.

“Why did you want me to stay with you tonight?”

“This isn’t the first time you spent the night in my room. I felt your presence with me while I was out.” Jak looked back at her.

“What are your feelings toward me?”

“I like you. You know what I’m going through. You understand the pain of treatments, the rush of energy Dark give us, the burden we carry. Though there is something that you do not know. I can speak with Metal-heads. Or the Horo-quan. The enemies of the Precursors. I am going to be blamed with the destruction of this city when it falls. I do not use my curse to speak with them for means of power or wealth. Just to survive. I don’t like to hurt innocents. Even though I might have sent two of them to their doom to allow me to escape.”

“How?”

“Have you ever heard of the Seal of Mar? Daxter told me you were from another world.”

“Actually we found out we are from the past. When this place was Sandover Village.”

“Sounds peaceful. Any way. My mother had a Lurker as a ‘slave’. When she passed on I spent my time with him teaching him how to read and write. He was my only friend. His name was Brutter. He told me, ‘You honorary member of Lurker-people now. We celebrate!’.” Jak had to laugh at her imitation of Brutter. She did his voice perfectly. “Oh. So you like that? Try to guess this one.” She took a deep breath. “My loyal citizens. Any one caught with out proper identification at the pumping station will be shot. Survivors will be shot again. Or put into the Guard! That will teach you a lesson!” Jak howled.

“Baron Praxis.” He said through the laughs. Calming down he spoke again, “You’re good.”

“I have to be. I use it to distract people. I used it to steal the Seal of Mar. I broke it into three pieces. One went to Onin, one to Brutter, and one …”

“On top of the Lurker Totem Pole.” Jak finished her sentence, shocking her. She looked at him as things fell into place in her mind. Her mouth made an ‘Oh’ shape. “I gathered them all.”

“I tipped off the guard in order to escape.” She looked away. Jak moved closer to her on the bed. His body pressing against hers, he gently lifted her head.

“I’m glad you did. I was getting bored.” He smiled at her and gave her a passion filled kiss. He was gentle with her. The kiss they shared was passion filled and tender. He did not rush her. He let her set the pace. For that she was grateful. His hands were rough but touched her softly. She wrapped her arm around him, dancing her hand up and down his back. He placed a hand on her middle and gently moved it to the small of her back. Jak had never been this far with a woman. Sure he had kissed Keira when they were back in Sandover. This was different. It felt different, better. Much better. She pulled herself closer to him. She danced her hands down his chest and back. Enjoying the ripples of his muscles. He was strong but not bulky. She liked that. She pulled back to take a breath and he moved to kiss her neck. She arched her body toward him. His touch made her feel like she was on fire. She felt so alive.

He couldn’t get enough of her taste. He kissed up her neck to nibble lightly on her ear. That earned him a moan from her. He smiled to himself. For being his first time he was good. He rolled so he was on top. He kissed her and leaned on his elbows so as not to crush her. He kissed down her neck to her collarbone. His hands moved from her waist toward her breasts. They were large enough to fit in his hands yet small enough that they weren’t overbearing. She moaned again as his fingertips found her nipple. He played gently with them. Earning more moans. Though he was going gently with her, he moved his one hand back to the hem of her shirt. He gently pulled the fabric up then gasped. She was covered in bruises. Her middle and chest were covered in black and blue. Though it had been a few days since she was in jail the bruises were still there as a reminder of what Errol had done to her. She looked away and placed the shirt back down.

“Don’t look away from me.” She looked back at him. His face showed anger at what had happen to her, yet his eyes showed sorrow and one other emotion Ruean couldn’t tell what it was. “You should not be ashamed of what he did to you. He should be ashamed. You are a beautiful woman. Never be ashamed of that.” He pulled up the shirt again and leaned down and kissed the bruises gently. Working his way from her hips back to her breasts. The bruises there were a deep purple and spotted. He kissed and licked them causing her to moan again. That fire burned through her again. She allowed him to remove her shirt. He kissed all over the top portion of her body. She rolled him over and began to do to him what he did to her. He ground his hips into her. She felt how hard he was. And yet he was holding back, for her sake. She was thankful that he was doing that for her.

Jak was holding back with all his might not to just roll her over and fill her with himself. He bit down on his lower lip as she kissed and licked down his ‘happy trail’. Her tongue dipped into his navel and his cock pulsated. He caught sight of her tongue ring. He allowed her to go where she wanted. He reached down and ran his fingers through her hair. It was soft. Almost like touching silk. She moved down to his boxers. Her fingers danced on the trim making Jak arch and shiver. He had never been touched this way ever before. It felt amazing. He wanted more. He closed his eyes and threw his head back.

Ruean pulled down his boxers. Jak’s eyes snapped open, staring at Ruean pulling his boxers off him. Slicing her face in half from his view was his erection. She looks up at him. Jak was well endowed but Ruean wasn’t worried. She licked lightly at the tip. Jak threw his head back again. “Ruean…” His voice ghosted her name; he stopped her from licking the tip and turned her so he was on top. Ruean looked up at Jak. He moved his hands down to her hips. He kept his eyes locked on hers.


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