Can't Stop Running

Chapter 1 TWO YEARS!!! It took me two fucking years to find him, and no, these weren't vacation years, these were hell in a hand-basket ones. It started from me breaking down and just got worse. But I found him, I'll admit it was a bit anti-climatic but I did it. I guess it pays to be small and furry, nobody looks twice, unless I open my mouth and grace the world with my brilliance. But still it took way too long, and in the process I managed to accomplish the one act that Jak couldn't. I got turned back into a human. Granted it was my goal since I first turned furry, this just led to me being put in some of the worst situations possible. I managed to join up with this group called the underground but seeing as I'm not really muscle material they used me for infiltration and information retrieval, no matter what the cost. That Thorn guy really owes me, though he still treats me like I don't matter and that nothing I do is good enough. Though I guess I do have to thank him, its because of one of his mission assignments that I actually found out about Jak. I was to "talk" to some guy named Errol, nice guy when he wasn't leering at me or Tessy-kins. I'll admit with my slim build and now long hair that changed from gold to red I do look like a girl but people I am a GUY!!! Tess finds it amusing as all hell but I'm not really amused when a guy seems to think " Hey lets make a pass at the pretty red headed wench!" Nope, not amused at all but I will admit that it is amusing to watch their faces when they realize I'm not exactly as feminine as they thought, and having a mini version of a Vulcan trained right on their family jewels might also be some part of an incentive to back the fuck off. But back to Jakie-boy, I found him after managing to creep around the guards and steel one of those weird hover crafts you use to get around this dump. He was strapped down to a table, and out like a light. And that's where the story gets interesting. "Jak wake up come on you can't give up now!" I screamed, he moaned a little but did nothing. "Jak say something please, buddy, pal, golden Adonis?" I stuttered hoping that one of those old terms of endearment would wake him up. Oh it woke him up alright. "I'M GOING TO KILL PRAXIS!!!" HOLY SHIT HE TALKED! "Um Jak, buddy...you're alive! Okay now to get you out of these things." I muttered, just as I was about to blast the shackles off Jak turned purple and just ripped his way out of his binds. He was snarling, scary, and oh my god sexy as all hell. I barely managed to stop myself from drooling before scary Jak started to advance on me. Now two things happened at this point, one I started to think that Jakie-boy has certainly filled out in the most appealing way possible, two those claws looked like they might be a tad bit uncomfortable. "Jak? Um buddy what are you doing its me Daxter, you know your wing man, your best friend, YOU BRAIN!!" I screamed, he had been backing me into a corner and at this point he was extremely up close and personal, and I'm not going to deny that I didn't mind the position we were in I just wish it was under different situations. Unfortunately as I looked up into Jak's face instead of soul-searing blue eyes, pitch black were looming down on them, I think I saw a flash of recognition before it was lost in the depth of black. Then the most uncomfortable feeling started racing up and down my spine. Over the years I had managed to hone my senses to detect a certain energy that has been the bane of my existence for the better part of these past few years. But hey when you're all of a sudden launched into a huge pool of the stuff you'd pick up on what it feels like too and Jak, was practically omitting the stuff, and my body unfortunately seemed to think we were in the pool again and was shutting down. Then when I thought I was going to black out in the arms of my gone-psycho best friend the weirdest feeling started to spread from a point on my neck down south. My vision that had been going dark around the edges started to clear into crystal clarity and my limbs which had been heavy before decided to give out all support, but instead of falling to the floor in an undignified heap strong arms caught me and pulled me flush against a broad chest that I had only dreamt about in my dreams. It turns out while I was in lala land that the nuzzling going on at the side of my neck was actually weird demon Jak letting his mouth have its way with my sensitive appendage and usually I would lean back and take any offering Jak had to worship my wonderful body but this, this wasn't right. This wasn't my Jak, I mean it is my Jak but I know that he isn't all there right now, my Jak wouldn't do this, he's as straight as they come unfortunately for me. "Jak stop...please...don't do this to me..." I moan as I weakly push against him, I want to give in I do especially since that hear is trailing towards my ear and I know once he reaches it I'll be gone. "Please, don't...don't tease me..." I sob, I want to, I want this so badly but I know Jak doesn't. I can feel it in the tension of his arms, its like they're fighting to hold on and fighting to let go all at the same time. I guess my last sob worked because Jak stopped just shy of my ear, or so I thought. Right into my ear with the most husky bed-room voice I had ever heard Jak use on anyone least of all me"You're mine to do with as I want Dax...not even you can tell me no." Then I was on the floor in an undignified heap as Jak, my Jak, stared at me in shock, hope, and horror. "Dax, is that you? Oh my god, are you alright I could feel him near you but I couldn't stop him, he didn't hurt you did he. Oh god Dax speak to me." Jak screamed, he was becoming a horrid mess and I was still reeling from the recent shock to my system. But one look into those worried blue eyes and I knew my Jak was back, and I knew that he had no clue what just happened. Pity, I wasn't sure if I was happy he was back to normal, or disappointed. "Jak you stupid idiot! I run risking my tail!" At this point I shoke my scarf at his bewildered features because it was a habit I wasn't able to get rid of after I changed back from my ottsel form. "And when I finally get here not only are you taking a little siesta, but then you wake up go all purple-people eater, and try to EAT ME!!!" I screamed, okay maybe eat was a little over the type but I had seen him eyeing my neck and guessed that I probably had a nice size hickey on my neck from darkJak's attention. "Dax...I...Did I say anything while I was you know..." "Dark, creepy, oozing Dark Eco like soaped up loofa! Pick one Jak, I think they all work." I yelled, I was still shaken and this weird feeling was coursing through me, I felt like I needed to be back in Jak's arms and it wasn't my Jak I was talking about, I don't know what happened but Its like my body is reacting differently to Jak's Dark Eco. Its like I've become addicted to it and that's not good. But maybe its just Dark Eco in general I mean I lived in a form that was caused by it for the past couple of years and only recently changed back and the Doc did say that my body would be experiencing side affects and this might just be one of them. "Look lets get out of here you can explain what you've been doing while I've been looking all over for you 'kay?" Well I guess I was wrong about me being addicted to Dark Eco in general, and that is one expierence I don't think I'll be forgetting in a while nor what happened after. I'm not sure whats going on but its like Jak's got a Jeckle/Hyde persona going on and Dark Eco's the on and off switch. We were battling our way out of the base that Jak had been kept at for the past two years when we ran into a couple of guards. One decide it would be funny to throw me into a crate containing dark eco vials, I'm not sure he knew what was in the crate but it hurt just the same. Only problem was the Dark Eco started to rip into my system like acid. I'm not sure how long I was on the ground writhing in agony, but then I felt strong arms around me in a possessive grip and an electric presence started to press into my mind. As I came around I noticed an assortmant of things; 1. My limbs were seriously not working at the moment except to grasp the arms holding me tightly. 2. My body seemed to be absorbing energy from the one pressed against my back. 3. Those wonderful lips were once again on my neck only this time they were definitely on a non-stop course for my ears. "Jak! Gods, stop...don't...stop....please..." I pleased, whether for him to continue or to stop I no longer knew all I knew was that his mouth was nibbling on the rim of my ear and there was a definitive bulge pressing against my ass and I was only too happy to wiggle against it. The arms that had at first held me in a merely comforting hold tightened into steel bands, and were most definitely not going to be letting me go anytime soon, not that I minded, I was currently in a happy little state and the arms made me feel wanted. "You're mine Daxter, no one is allowed to hurt you but me, no one is allowed to hold you but me, do you hear me, you're mine!" Freaky Jak murmured into my ear, all I could do was nod hell if he had told me to chop of my hand at this stage I'd have asked for a knife no questions asked. Dimly I registered that maybe this was wrong, and I should not be this submissive to a highly aggressive being threatening me with marshall law but in a way its what I've always wanted from Jak, and if its his alter ego offering it well I'm not sure I can resist. And I'm not sure I want too. I'm not quite sure how long we sat there, me in Jak's arms squirming in pleasure as he amused himself with seeing how many sounds he could pull out of me just by playing with my ear and neck and let me tell you I've made sounds that not even I knew were possible. But all good things must come to an end, because it was till Jak's hand started to creep up my shirt that I felt him stiffen and the soothing blanket of Dark Eco Jak had been admitting cut off like a switch and I was left trembling with need and my rationality flooding back to me. This was bad, very, very bad.