Getaway Driver

A/N: This came to me after I completed a ring challenge and Torn said on the communicator ‘You can be my getaway driver any day’ or something to that effect. Which put ideas into Crowley’s head. He put those ideas in the form of a very easy to understand equation: Jak + Torn + single seater zoomer = FUN! *evil hentai smirk*

Disclaimer: I’m just playing with them…or rather, they’re just playing with each other…*evil hentai smirk*

Warnings: Yaoi. As in boys loving boys. Don’t like it, sod off.

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“Jak, I need you to be my getaway driver for this mission,” Torn said as Jak walked into the Underground hideout.

“Fine,” Jak said.

Daxter jumped off his shoulder. “Waitaminute! How do we know you aren’t going to finish this mission without all of the Krimzon Guards after you?”

They probably will end up chasing us. That means that this is going to be dangerous. If you don’t like it, stay behind,” Torn said, glaring at the ottsel.

“Hey, me and Jak are a team and we always do your crappy missions together!” Daxter said.

Torn ignored him. “Jak, think you can handle it?” he smirked at the other elf.

“Yeah. Just tell me when to get you.” Jak leaned against the table.

“When you see me come out of the building. I’m not going to tell you what I’m doing in case you get caught. I don’t trust the rat not to spill,” Torn sent another glare at Daxter as the ottsel walked all over his map.

“Need us to drive you there too?” Jak asked.

“Yeah, you might as well. But try not to look suspicious while you wait for me. Take a drive or something,” Torn replied.

“Okay. Now where are we going?”

“South Town.”

Jak drove Torn to a place near the port. It didn’t look like a nice place. Some people were hanging around outside. They did nothing to improve to image of the place. Torn climbed out of the zoomer.

“Go take a drive around. Come back in about fifteen minutes. That should be all I need,” he said as he walked towards the building. Jak watched him enter and drove off. He took a drive with Daxter around the port and came up to the Hip Hog Heaven saloon.

“Hey Jak, lets go say hi to Tess,” Daxter suggested. Jak stopped to zoomer and they went inside to find the blonde woman.

“Hey baby! Want to hear about my latest adventure?” Daxter jumped from Jak’s shoulder on to the bar.

Tess laughed. “Let’s hear it then Daxter,” she smiled. She liked the funny little animal. He was entertaining.

So Daxter recounted his tale, exaggerating and just blatantly changing parts to make him out to be the hero. Tess listened, giggling at the little orange furball. Jak smirked at his friend and rolled his eyes. A few minutes later he thought to glance at his watch. The fifteen minutes was almost up! He had to get back to Torn and fast!

“Damn! Dax, you stay here. I’ve got to go get Torn. I’ll be back soon!” Jak ran out the door. He grabbed the first zoomer that went past and shoved the rider off. Luckily it was a fast zoomer and would get Jak where he needed to be quickly. The only problem was it only had one seat. Torn would have to ride behind Jak and hold on tight.

The blond turned on to the street in time to see Torn come running out of the building. Gunshots followed him. Guards in the street were alerted and came running for Torn. Some of them recognised him and radioed for help. Torn looked around for Jak.

“Hey Torn! Jump!” Jak shouted as he sped along the street towards the tattooed elf. Torn looked in Jak’s direction and jumped. Jak grabbed his hand and swung the older elf behind him.

“You’re a little late!” Torn said in Jak’s ear.

“Shut up and hold on tight!” Jak took a tight corner and raced away from the guards chasing them. He switched altitudes to low to avoid a big Hellcat zoomer in front of them and continued on. He swerved and changed altitudes again to avoid a parked zoomer and turn another corner.

Torn thought he’s left his stomach behind when Jak had grabbed him. On the bright side, the kid was fast and they weren’t getting hit be the KG. Not that they could have hit the Metal Head leader if he just sat down two feet from them.

‘If the damn KG cruisers weren’t so damn persistent we could have lost them by now…’ Torn thought. There were three cruisers after them and more Krimzon Guards on foot. Suddenly a big Hellcat cruiser turned into the street and Jak had to switched the hover zone back to low. Torn tightened his grip around the younger elf’s waist.

“We can’t lose them here,” Jak called over his shoulder.

“Then where do you propose we go?” Torn called back.

“I know just the place!” Jak turned suddenly into a side street. A couple of cruisers crashed into the wall but that only slowed them down a little bit.

Soon they were driving through the slums.

“Hey, where are we going?”
Torn asked.

“The water slums. There are plenty of places to hide there and we’ll lose them in m=no time!” Jak replied.

They were soon at the water slums and still being chased. Jak switched hover zones so they were flying under the walkways that were high enough. They turned and Jak took the zoomer behind a building. They could here the guards shouting at each other on the other side.

“Suspects not in sight,”

“We’ve lost them!”

Jak and Torn sat in silence, listening for the guards to go away. They could here the cruisers flying around looking for them but none thought to go behind the building.

Eventually they went away, giving up the hunt. Jak and Torn waited a few more minutes to be sure.

Jak shifted a little. “Torn, I hope that’s your gun I’m feeling!” he said, blushing a little and hoping Torn couldn’t tel.

Torn started and realised he was really turned on. “Damn…” he muttered. ’Danger always gets to me this way…’

“It’s not, is it?” Jak asked.

“No…sorry,” Torn said. “I-uh…danger…um…turns me on…” he said, a little embarrassed. ‘Doesn’t help that the kid’s so damn hot…’ he thought then groaned when he realised what he was thinking.

“Torn, I understand you’re horny but please don’t cum all over my back,” Jak sighed, smirking.

Torn rested his forehead against the back of Jak’s shoulder. “Oh shut up,” he growled. He stayed like that for a few seconds before he noticed Jak’s scent. A little ottsel, sweat and a hint of dark eco mixed with something that seemed to be just pure Jak. To Torn, it was a very erotic smell. The older elf groaned again when he realised he was becoming more turned on.

“Torn, what did I just say?” Jak asked. “I know I’m hot but there’s no need to get this excited!”

”Shut up, you are not helping!” Torn growled.

“How can I help?” Jak asked, turning around to face Torn, a sexy smirk settling over his lips.

“…” Torn was shocked. Did Jak mean what he thought he meant? Only one way to find out… “If you want to help…start by unzipping your pants,” the tattooed elf said, sliding a hand lower on Jak’s stomach.

Jak turned around fully on the zoomer so he was sitting on it backwards. He unzipped his pants in front of Torn, much to the older elf’s shock. He hadn’t really expected Jak to be serious about ‘helping’ him.

Torn looked into Jak’s eyes, searching for anything that told him this was a joke and Jak was about to shove him into the water. Finding nothing, Torn leaned forward and kissed Jak gently. Jak kissed back, hesitant because this was his first kiss and Torn knew it. He put on arm around Jak’s back and slipped the other hand into his pants, massaging the younger elf’s length through his underwear.

Jak moaned quietly and put his arms around Torn. Torn removed the arm from around Jak and undid his own pants. He freed his erection and pressed against Jak.

Jak moaned a little louder.

“Shh, we’ll be found,” Torn said quietly. The danger of being found only served to turn them both on more.

The older elf brought Jak forwards to sit in his lap. He decided he’d had enough of Jak’s boxer’s being in the way and just tore them off. Torn was never very patient.

Jak moaned quietly and kissed Torn’s neck and all along his jaw. Torn was stroking his length, increasing the speed. Jak was getting close to his release. He was finding it hard not to moan and scream loudly with pleasure and lust.

He soon came, spilling his seed all over Torn’s hand. Torn spread it over his fingers and then searched for Jak’s entrance. He found it and rested his fingers there without pushing inside.

“Jak, do you want to?” he asked the young, sexy blond elf in his lap.

“Yes Torn, take me please! Jak gasped out.

He gasped again as Torn pushed a finger inside him, lubricating him with his own cum. A second and third finger was added, stretching Jak. When Torn thought Jak was ready he positioned him over his won erection and thrust inside him.

Jak threw his head back, biting back a scream. Instead all that escaped was a whimper. Torn allowed Jak some time to adjust before beginning a slow rhythm. Jak gasped every time Torn thrust into him and began to move down against him and the older elf thrust upwards. They built up speed and it wasn’t long before both came, suppressing screams and moans of each other’s names.

They rested against each other for a while. Torn was the first to recover.

“We should get going now…” he said. “Should I drive or do you want to?”

Jak replied with a small whimper. He was still recovering from the most intense sexual experience of his life and wondering if there’d be any more with Torn. He held on tight to the older elf as though he was afraid to let him go. Torn smirked and tried to loosen the green-blonde’s grip. He managed to get loose enough to fasten his pants and Jak’s. Then he swung Jak sideways on the zoomer do he could lean over him to drive.

Torn drove then out of the water slums carefully in case Jak slipped.

“Hey Jak, where’d you leave the rat?” No doubt he’s waiting for us somewhere,” Torn said.

“Uh…with Tess. No more questions…I’m tired…” Jak said sleepily. He actually managed to fall asleep on the way to the Hip Hog Heaven.

When they arrived, Jak was still asleep. Torn had to carry him into the bar because he couldn’t stay on the zoomer without falling off.

“Whoa, What the hell happened to Jak?” Daxter asked as they walked in. Then he stopped and sniffed the air. “Never mind, I think I can guess…”

Tess looked a little confused bit soon realised what Daxter was talking about.

“I thought you were taking a little too long…” she said with a smile.

Torn smirked. “Heh…whatever. Come on rat, let’s go,” Torn turned and walked out of the bar and found a bigger zoomer to take Jak back to the hideout in. Once back at the hideout he carried Jak inside and placed him on one of the beds.

Daxter walked beside them and jumped on to the bed next to his best friend when Torn lay him down.

“Hey, Tattooed Wonder!” Daxter called out a moment later.

“What?” Torn growled. He hated that nickname.

“Tell me one thig, that you didn’t force him into it,” the ottsel said, serious for once.

“He consenter. I wouldn’t force him into anything with me that he didn’t want,” Torn replied.

“Were you serious-I mean, did it mean anything to you?” Daxter asked.

Torn didn’t answer for a moment. “Yes, it meant something to me,” he admitted. “I don’t usually have sex with someone unless it means something to me.”

“And how much to you like Jak?” Daxter asked.

“What is this, twenty questions?” Torn snapped. He looked at Jak for a moment. “I’m not sure about how I feel for him. He’s hot but I don’t know if it goes deeper than that yet.”

“Could you feel more for him?” Daxter asked. He didn’t want his best friend hurt by Torn in any way.

“Maybe. But I have so much to worry about at the moment. After the Baron’s been brought down maybe. I just don’t have time to think of things like that right now,” Torn said. He turned to his table and the maps on it.

“Torn, don’t hurt him!” Daxter said. “If he confesses that he likes you more than you like him, don’t hurt him!”

“…Does he like me” Torn asked. “Is that what this is all about?”

“…He hasn’t said anything…but sometimes it’s there in the way he looks at you when your back’s turned…I can tell but you might not be able to. I know him like no one else knows him…or I used to….” Daxter hopped down from the bed and across the floor to the table.

“…I can’t make any promises, furball,” Torn said.

On the bed Jak stirred and woke up. He blinked and looked sleepily at Torn.

“Aren’t you tired?” he asked. “Hey Dax.” He added, seeing Daxter on the table.

“I don’t have time to sleep,” Torn said. He turned back to his maps.

“Torn,”

“What? Torn turned back to Jak.

“Come here,” Jak beckoned to Torn.

The tattooed elf obeyed, walking over to Jak. Jak grabbed his arm and pulled him down on to the bed.

“Sleep. Just for a little while,” Jak wrapped his arms around Torn and refused to let him go.

Torn looked down at Jak. He was already falling asleep. ‘What’s the harm…’ Torn thought. He allowed himself to fall asleep too.

A/N: I...hate this now but I still like the idea... >_<