Paint the Seconds

Author's Note: Well... I wrote this awhile ago... Though... I never got around to typing or finishing it. I did finally.. Two weeks or more later.

Disclaimer: I do not own Light or Dark Jak, or Jak and Daxter in general. I was just bored and wrote a story. xD

Pairings: Light Jak X Dark Jak

Warnings: Yaoi... Woo... I guess... Hints of sex in here.. Sex if you read it... You were warned... Don't wanna hear complaining...


Paint the Seconds

The expanse of empty space was silent. For once, neither entity talked as they sat in the black abyss. Nothing was really in it; it was just dark, the walls fluctuating without a set structure. Waves of dark colors: blues, purples, blacks; were the only sign that the host could imagine in color. There was actually no ground, but no technicalities applied in this place.

Two figures occupied the black expanse; one dark, the other light. Two opposites, yet one in the same. They occupied the same body, the same space, the same mind; despite if one wanted the other there or not. The Dark Warrior sat there, long, gray ears twitching. The horrible silence was nerve-racking.

The sound of the electric emerging off of the creature was monotone in comparison to the choke-hold the silence had created. The rapture. The strain of sound was getting to the Dark Warrior, as he moved his hands and placed them flat on the ground. Fanning his long, slender digits out, the colors reflecting off of the sharp, black, pointed claws.

Black, pupil-less hues looked to the other persona, watching the tentacle-like wings flap. Light emerged in great quanties off the blue figure. It was drawing... Beautiful, actually. The power that radiated off of the light proved to the Dark Warrior that the creature was stronger then even himself. Light represented purity, innocence... The talks the two had proved that the light persona had a different outlook then that. The thought of innocence... And the silence... Was pissing the dark incarnate off.

Slamming his hand down on the non-existent ground, he leaned forward. A low, menacing hiss emerged from him, the lightning exploding in the air around him.

"Hmm?" The light incarnate asked, lifting his white, pupil-less gaze to the Dark Warrior. The hues of endless white locked on the other, and the current tantrum. They were frequent, actually. "You don't like me, do you?" He asked, sounding hurt. Though... A grin played across his blue lips.

Another slam on the ground answered his question. Though... This was not true. The dark incarnate did not necessarily hate his light half... He excepted it... And respected him. He had to; the light incarnate was stronger then him. Just once... He wanted to see the other in pain... In a moment of weakness... The Dark Warrior could not pull his black, emotionless hues off of the other.

Arching a brow, the light flexed his wings. He only observed the dark's movements. Something sinister was coming, he could feel it. Lifting his hands, he crossed them over his chest, waiting to see what would unfold. He was starting to get bored anyway. "Is there something to this, or will we just stare at each other some more?"

The words always hit the Dark Warrior hard. They were cold... Unfeeling... How he wanted to make the man scream... He said nothing, though, just staring at the man from his hunched over position. Clenching his hands, the black nails started to dig into his palms. "Scream..." He whispered harshly, slanting his black hues.

The only word the Dark Warrior had uttered, was lost to the light incarnate. With a shrug, he stood up, turning his back to the other, wings flaring. Slowly, the light started to recede into the great darkness the abyss created.

"Scream!" The Dark Warrior roared, as he ran on all fours, jumping and tackling the light persona to the ground. On impact, the black talons went into the glowing flesh. Sliver blood emerged from the wound and engulfed the fingers. The intoxicating smell the blood created exploded into the air.

The blood smelt different, looked different. The black hues locked onto the blood, taking in the silver structure. It was almost like an aphrodisiac; his mind was starting to cloud over. The Dark Warrior had never attacked the light before... This... Was all new to him.
"Uhm... Dark. Not that I don't love you on top of me for no apparent reason... But, could you please get off me? It really hurts!" The light incarnate muttered from under the seemingly intoxicated other. Even though he was being stabbed through with nails, he was relaxed. "I know what you want, but you can't do it. So would you be so kind as to get off me?" His voice and tone was horribly sarcastic.

"The sound of you talking... Is really starting to piss me off." Dark hissed, as he removed his fingers from the other's body, looking at his blood-stained digits. Slowly, he moved a hand to his pale, gray lips, the smell of the blood invading his senses for a moment. Allowing his tongue to slip past his slightly sharpened teeth, he licked at the sliver blood, swallowing it down without pause. Bending his body over at the waist, he rested his body directly on top of the other's, lips pressed along one of the long, glowing blue ears. "I want to hear you... Scream, Light... Scream for me..."

The voice of the Dark Warrior was slow and horse. Yet, it held a certain emotion in it. One the light incarnate could barely pick up on. For once, the light persona had nothing to say. Light only laid on the ground, closing his hues for a long moment. "Do whatever." The light finally uttered, turning his head to the side, and resting it on the ground.

The long, gray ears twitched as the final words were said, a grin snaked its way across his face. He had won, or so he concluded within his mind. Though Light knew almost everything Dark did, he did not know anything about the Dark Warrior's thoughts. They were entirely his own.

Flexing his claws, he grabbed onto the light's shirt, ripping it off and letting the fabric rain down into the black abyss. His gray hands slid down the blue flesh, feeling the softness it reflected. A shiver ran up his spine, as his digits rested on the man's sides, before sliding down to his pants. "You are making this no fun, Light. Come on..." The Dark Warrior said to his counterpart, nails sliding along the fabric. It ripped without fail, before being removed completely.

"I'm sorry I'm not making this interesting..." The light incarnate responded, looking over his shoulder to his other half, arching a brow. "Also... I am against the ground."
Giving a faint shrug, the dark incarnate got up off of the light, as he rolled the other over onto his back. Looking the other over, the grin never faded from the Dark Warrior's features. "Now... This is getting somewhere..." He pointed out, amusement reflected in his tone. Moving closer to the light, he grabbed onto the blue, glowing legs, lifting them up. "Help me, dammit!" He hissed, as he placed his weight against the body.

Once he had gotten the other how he wanted him, he placed his hand against the other's thighs. The light incarnate had his lower half up in the air, legs slightly forward. His head was on the ground, along with his arms and wings. His white pools looked between his legs to see the Dark Warrior there.

The black, pupil-less hues looked down to his counterpart, the hands moving along the light's thighs. "Mmm... I wonder what pure light tastes like?"

"It tastes like-" The light was never able to finish that thought. The hues of pure white went wide, as he felt something hot and wet against the sensitive area in-between his legs. The Dark Warrior's head was bowed down, as the other observed the motions, his body shaking and struggling not to arch.

"You make life difficult..." The dark incarnate muttered, as he lifted his head up slightly. Licking his pale, gray lips, he dragged his nails against the glowing flesh, watching it. Moving his head down once more, he allowed his tongue to grace the area.
The muscle moved over the base of the light's limp member, sliding back to run over the sac. He really wasn't going to wait, as the tongue left that area, to trail around the other's entrance. Once he was satisfied with the 'tasting', he pulled away, a lone digit pressing against the tight entrance. The finger did not go in, only rested there; the pools of white locked on him intently.

"Are you finished yet? This position... Is uncomfortable." Light responded, as the Dark Warrior had been silent for awhile.

The dark persona moved his hands, tightening his grip on the thighs. Taking them, he turned the other over, before slamming him down on the ground. A taloned hand rested on the square of the light's back, holding him down against the non-existent, ever fluctuating floor.

"Is there... A point to... This?" The light breathed, placing his glowing hands on the floor. Raising his head, he looked to Dark, closing those expressionless pools of white.
"Yes, actually." The dark persona answered, before discarding his clothing. He tossed the fabric aside, flexing his digits. He sat on the ground, naked, purple lightning emerging from his being. As the black-emotionless hues watched his counterpart, he found he wanted the light more and more.

Moving his body closer, he climbed on top of the light, hands flat against the ground. Lowering his head, he ran his tongue along a blue, glowing ear, biting it softly.
"The point," he whispered into the back of the ear, smirking, "is to hear you scream..." The Dark Warrior's breath was hot, his hands latched onto the light's hips. He moved his lips to the other's neck, licking along the skin.

Opening his mouth, the dark incarnate ran his tongue over his sharp teeth, before biting down on the weak flesh of Light's neck.

The hot, silver, metallic taste blood flowed into the Dark Warrior's awaiting mouth, the light gasping from the feeling. It brought a malicious grin to the gray creature's features, as he swallowed it down. It had on odd taste, yet it was an intoxicating flavor. A feeling of ecstasy overcame him, as he ripped his mouth away, the sliver blood leaking onto the floor.

The warrior could not wait any longer. The hands that held the light's hips slid down to his thighs, latching onto them tightly. The long, sharp, black nails did not go into the glowing flesh; only dragged along it. His grip tightened, as he moved his hands, lifting the ass up. The Dark Warrior was ready; the blood was an aphrodisiac for him. That gray member of his was hard and erect, ready and waiting.

"Don't disappoint me..." The dark creature hissed, as he moved his body more over the incarnate's below him. "Give it everything..." The voice was heavy, and had a slight intoxicated sound to it. The Dark Warrior adjusted his body, the head of his hard, slightly darker gray member pressing against that tight entrance. He drew in a deep breath, the top of the head of member receiving the warmth. The mind pleasure... He was drowning in it.

As the feelings took control, taking their toll, the mind of the dark incarnate swam. This was it... He would get what he wanted... Gripping the thighs tightly, his nails went into the flesh beneath him. More sliver blood started to dip out.

Keeping the head of his member there, he waited a long moment, composing himself. Closing the hues of black, he thrusted the long, hard shaft into the tightness, his back arching. A loud moan escaped him as the heat and tightness engulfed his member. His long ears twitched as he heard a reaction from his counterpart.

When Dark thrusted in, the light clenched his teeth, wings shifting. A searing pain rain through his body as the hard cock ripped his body open. It felt like his body was ripped in two, and blood was leaking; it incased the member in a silver-colored film, actually lubricating it, to make life move smoother. He probably would have screamed, but... He wanted Dark to work for it. Satisfaction was more rewarding if you worked for it. And... This wasn't even rape... Sadly... The light wanted to receive the dark for awhile now...
When the other was inside, he opened his mouth, breathing slightly elevated. The Dark Warrior bent over his body, removing the talons from his thighs, lips against his ear.
"Going to make me work for what I want, hmm? Good, I like a challenge."

"You'll never... Forget..." The light responded, his ears twitching against the hot breath.

"Big promise.. Can you live up to it?" The dark incarnate asked, moving a hand to the bottom of the other's chin, moving his head to the side so he could see his counterpart's face.

"Heh, are you doubting... Your wants?" Light smirked, the pain still running through his body. It was lessening as the other remained still within him, his body adjusting to hold the size. His walls pulsed, retracting and expanding with each breath. He could feel it...
"I never do. Normally what I want... Responds well." He finished, before moving his head forward slightly, pressing his lips against the blue ones, feeling the wings shift under his body.

The kiss didn't last long, as the lust over came the Dark Warrior once more. Maybe there was more to his wants then just hearing the other scream.

"Lift you body up some." He told the other, moving his hands down and placing them on top of the light's hands. Clenching them into the palms, the nails dragged along them. He was having trouble keeping his mind clear.

When the light complied with the dark's wants, the dark creature smirked. The time for talking was over, as he remained mounted on the other. Love and lust, two emotions easily confused...

The Dark Warrior closed his pools as he started to pull out of the other. The walls tightened due to the removal of the shaft, and sliding down along the head's shape. When only the head remained within the glowing body, he pushed back in, the walls expanding and disagreeing to the size; though, they yielded to it, expanding and contracting with each breath drawn in and released out.

Moans of a guilty pleasure passed Dark's lips, as he rocked his hips, moving in and out. This made the walls spread more, bringing more pain to the light below him. The dark was not too greedy, though. Lifting a hand off of the light persona's, he moved to down below the other's body. Letting it slide down the light's torso, he hit what he wanted.

Although, the Dark Warrior was surprised to find that external organ hard and erect.
"You are a bad angel... Aren't you?" He asked lowly, amusement apparent in his tone. Did his counterpart get off on pain? Was he a masochist? He didn't care to ask, just wanted to ride the pleasure.

Dark received no answer from Light as he moved in and out of the glowing body at a slow pace, trying to teach the tightness who was really in charge here. Those long, slender, gray digits wrapped around the erect shaft, squeezing it hard. A ping of delightment hit him once he heard the other give a light moan of pleasure. Hearing the light persona in pleasure... Was an experience. A shiver ran up is spine as he groaned in the man's ear, before biting it softly.

Dark lowered his body down, to rest on top of the light's, while still supporting his body weight. He kept the slow pace on purpose, it was almost like a mild form of torture. Light moaned below him, which gave the Dark Warrior a sense of satisfaction. He was making the man moan... And he would make him scream...

"Dark..." He heard the light incarnate pant below him. This caught the dark incarnate's fleeing attention. "More..." A smirk graced the gray lips as he heard this want pass his counterpart's lips. He was doing something right... The wings against his chest shifted, the tentacles moving and stretching.

"Such a bad angel..." The Dark Warrior grinned widely, before deciding to comply with the other persona's wants. Tightening the hold, one hand on the light's, his body started to move faster, in and out of the expanding and contracting walls. The gray hand against the hardened blue shaft had picked up pace as well, though only enough to match his thrusts.
Each thrust seemed timed; the body moved in rhythm, never missing a beat. The Dark Warrior moved to his own tempo, the beat only known to him. Just from this little escapade, the dark incarnate could tell that his counterpart wasn't used to this; he wouldn't last too long.

Friction created sweat. The friction of his hard, erect member inside the other made the internal walls sweat, slicking the Dark Warrior more. Blood and sweat mixed inside the fleshy walls, bringing pleasure to both personas.

The dark incarnate's body moved against the light's, training, teaching. His chest was against the other's back, the heat the friction made caused more sweat to leak from the body. It was entrancing, the feeling, the motions, intoxication.

Before the Dark Warrior knew it, he felt something hot and slightly sticky run over some of his fingers. A large smirk graced his features, as he wrapped a hand around the weeping member, licking along the back of his counterpart's neck.

"You're leaking..." He whispered, slightly excited. Light only moaned beneath him, as Dark's fingers worked over the head. His finger teased the slit, spreading the pre-cum over it. The fluid dripped from his fingers, and onto the perceived floor.

The glowing, blue cock swelled within the Dark Warrior's grip, causing his internal walls to contract around the hardness. A gasp and a slight moan of pleasure escaped the Dark Warrior. The tightened walls meant the more effort to move in and out... Ah... Roughness.
"Can't hold it in?" He asked, his tone slightly sarcastic. It was payback to the light... Though, Dark really couldn't talk either. He hadn't had sex in awhile, so the feelings were amplified. The tightened walls around him, cause the desired reaction. His own member swelled as the fluids ran up the shaft, the pre-released fluids leaking into the other's body.

This was the time... That things got frantic, needs. Dark lost his even pace, his thrusts becoming erratic, to match his growing need. The body below him moaned loudly, nearly screaming from the pleasure. Light's body shifted and moved with Dark's, as feelings were drawn in. The light incarnate's body was tense, on the verge of release. He tried to hold it in, but found he couldn't. His control was lost in the sea of pleasure.

A loud moan, no, more of a scream, shattered the foundation of the abyss. Light threw his head back, body arching upwards.. His head came in contact with Dark's shoulder. The long, pleasure-filled scream emerging from him. No warning came as the sticky, white fluid erupted from the small slit in the head. His body fell down against the ground, hues closing.

"This isn't over, get back up Light!" Dark hissed, his hands moving to grab onto the other's sides.

"You got... What you... Wanted..." Light panted, opening a white, expressionless hues. "I screamed..."

"Get up!" He gripped tighter onto the hips, his nails going into the skin. He pulled his swollen erection out of the other, pre-cum leaking onto the floor. Taking the other, he flipped him onto his back, glaring at him.

"What are you doing?" Light asked, watching Dark from his position on the floor.

Dark said nothing as he grabbed Light's legs, and lifted his lower body up again. "Won't work with me? Fine." The Dark Warrior growled, as he spread the light's legs, looking to the stretched entrance. In a moment, he had shoved his swollen and leaking member into the whole, moaning loudly at the wet tightness, his hands gripping onto the other's legs.
Light gasped once penetrated, his hues closing as he felt the swollen cock spreading his walls more. Dark started to move at a fast pace, mainly moving the other's body up and down, while remaining still.

It wasn't long before the Dark Warrior's back arched, his head rolling back. He moaned loudly, as the lukewarm fluid emerged from him, shooting into the wet, warm insides.
His member became limp, as he remained inside of the other for a moment. In that moment, the hues of white and black met, an emotion passing between them, if only for a moment. He grinned, before pulling out of his counterpart.

Moving a leg back, Dark pulled himself away from the light incarnate, watching the blue body fall on the ground. He watched the light, his black hues drinking in the motions. The tentacle wings flapped, but the light only laid there, placing the hand over his face.
"Don't die." The Dark Warrior shot, watching the sliver blood drip off out of the other's entrance.

"Hmm... Was that the best you could do?" Light smirked, as he opened a hue, looking at his dark self.

"You wish..." Dark responded lowly, before sitting down. He stayed like that for a moment, before crawling over to the light, placing a hand on his chest.

"Bet you'll prove me wrong, hm?"

"Oh yes. Be prepared, Light..." The Dark Warrior smirked, as he moved closer to the other. Leaning his head down, their lips met once more, the forces of light and dark coming together. Within the ever fluctuating perception, the two were joined, completely different, yet one in the same. Love and lust, lust and love...