Hard Place

Disclaimer- I make them do naughty things, but they belong to Naughty Dog, not me.I get nothing but feedback for this.

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Their bodies crashed into the wall, hands tugging desperately at each other’s clothes. Buckles loosened, fingers clutched at skin.

“Shit... shit... we shouldn’t be doin’ this here.” Despite his words, he hooked his leg over his companion’s hip, grinding against him, grabbing a fistful of blonde hair and snatching another frantic kiss.

He got no verbal reply, just a groan and a rough roll of hips against him. His fingers tightened compulsively, tongue flicking to drag over soft lips.

Another thrust and he felt a hand under his tunic, trying to undo his belt.

“Fuck. We can’t... not here.” He shivered and kept trying to get the other’s shirt free of his belt. “Out in public...”

Melted as he felt his belt yanked open and a familiar hand sliding down into his pants. He bit on the closest thing, his own hand, to stop the scream of pleasure.

“You always said you wanna try something new. Somethin’, exciting.” A tongue traced his ear, warm fingers curling around his hard flesh and stroking lightly. “Like having sex in public.”

“Nn... you weren’t meant ta’... Fuck! Fuckin’... meant ta take me seriously...” He bucked up, tightened his leg. “Sages... don’t tease!”

“You like me teasing.” The fingers loosened, slipped deeper, and other hand grabbed his butt, squeezing before hauling him up against the wall and pinning him, not quite able to touch the ground.

Any thought of dropping his leg down from the other’s waist vanished as a finger pushed into him, sliding deep.

“Jaaak!”

“Shh.” Warm lips against his, he opened his mouth to let their tongues touch. Screamed into the heat of Jak’s mouth as the digit pushed further and crooked.

He sank, his weight pushing him further down onto Jak’s finger. Clenched his muscles around the intrusion and rolled his hips. “More,” he pleaded against the hot lips. “More.”

“I love you desperate.” Jak shoved his tongue in deeper, slick muscle almost enough of a distraction to make him stop trying to get Jak’s pants open.

They kept thrusting against one another, occasionally glancing to the alley entrance as they tried to strip down enough to make this work.

Crushed between Jak’s hard body and the unforgiving stone of the wall, his legs hooked awkwardly over the broad shoulders, he hadn’t felt as hard in his life. Gloved hands tight on his hips and butt, holding, spreading.

“Jaaak!”

“Shh. Y’ wanna bring half the town down on us?”

“Then y’ bett’r shut me up.”

Jak smirked, and he heard the unspoken dig at his own chatterbox tendencies, but then he was being kissed again, tongue fucking his mouth the way he wanted to be fucked now, hard, rough, passionate and dangerous.

A blunt push, he could feel heat and he tried to push back onto it, panting against the bruising lips. Felt the smirk and he was being devoured, slammed into the wall as Jak thrust up into him and his world was hot, hard flesh, tight hands and wet lips.

Mouth pulling away from his, he followed for a moment, only to fall back against the wall, cold against his too heated back, staring up at Jak’s bright eyes.

“Y’ good?”

Couldn’t get out actual words, just nod and moan agreement, tense his legs on Jak’s shoulders and shiver around the flesh impaling him.

Jak groaned, thrusting up, impossibly up further. “Fuck...”

He wanted to agree, but Jak was already drawing out, leaving his own weight precariously balanced between his legs on those shoulders and the large hands spread over his waist, his hips; it was all almost unreal except for the hard flesh just in him.

Fingers tightening a second before he was slammed into; burning, agonising pleasure shooting up his spine, through his own aching cock. He tried to gasp but it was caught. Hard metal imprinted his chest, caught between them, rubbing at his aching nubs as Jak moved back again and thrust in.

Hard slaps of skin against skin, slick and too dry and burning him. He whimpered and cried out into Jak’s lips as he was fucked into the wall, skin feverish in the cold night air.

He pulled away from Jak’s mouth, leaning back as the blonde took him. He watched the intense look as long as he could, giving in and wrapping one hand around his throbbing erection.

It was more than too much, being pounded up into his own tight hand, almost more stimulation than he could take. Jak’s eyes lowered to watch his hand, biting his lip in the same moment and shuddering. “Fuck. Fuck.”

A hard slap, and he couldn’t take much more, wanted to take everything and then some but couldn’t stop now, not if he wanted to, not while Jak was watching him touch himself, watching his body buck upwards as Jak’s cock shoved into him over and over again.

He slammed his free hand back into the wall, the pain added edge instead of dulling it and he only had time to bite into his hand and stop himself from screaming aloud as everything went tense and he came.

He felt Jak slam in once more as he himself trembled and shook, and they were shaking together, the pulse of his cock in his hand and Jak’s inside him and he was being crushed against the wall, feeling crackles of eco teasing his skin as Jak sank from euphoria into complacency.

“Precursors... we gotta do this again.”

Jak said nothing, he seemed to lose the angry edge that made him need to talk when he’d just had a good fuck. He smiled slightly instead, pulling out, gentle as he hadn’t been before.

“Fuck. I don’t think I can walk after that.”

The blonde chuckled, helped him straighten out their clothes. They’d need washing after this, but right now, he didn’t care. An arm went around his shoulders, supporting him as he slipped his arm around Jak’s waist and squeezed.

“Maybe next time we can sneak-”

The kiss cut him off, Jak drawing away quickly. “Dax?”

“Mm?”

“Shh.”