More Than I Should
Second Jak and Daxter piece, this is one is a little less safe for work, don't read if you don't like the yows.
Takes place between Jak 2 and 3
Contains Jaxter, NSFW.
Depending on feedback I may write a follow up.
"Oh Precursors!" Daxter exclaimed as he was pounded into the mattress. Jak was above him, going as hard as he could, hitting his sweet spot.
He couldn't even remember how this had began, but he was far past caring at this point, all that mattered right now was his green haired friend grunting above him.
Each thrust seemed to be harder, every second his pleasure grew, he was so close he was seeing stars.
"Jak, I'm so close I think, I think I'm gonna-!"
*thunk*
"Oww…"
Daxter slowly picked himself up from the floor, not quite sure as to what had just happened.
"Wha…?"
He looked over himself, he was… still an ottsel, of course despite what that dream had contained. The dream that he was currently going over in his mind.
'Oh Precursors what is wrong with me!' He looked down at himself, and sure enough, there was his erection, proof that, yes, he had just had a very arousing dream. 'About Jak! About your best fucking friend!' He looked up at the bed he had rolled off of, 'And I was on top of him, if I hadn't fallen off I probably would have…Precursors!'
He shook, disgusted with himself, and quickly made his way to the bathroom door, 'I gotta wash off, take a cold bath in the sink or-'
"Daxter?"
The orange haired mustelid froze, before slowly turning his head to look back.
"You okay?" Jak was awake, sort of, his eyes were barely open, and his voice was still a mumble. He had ridiculous bed head and right now his breath probably smelled horrific, yet at the moment, something inside Daxter wanted nothing more to rush back over and-
'No! What the fuck is wrong with you?!'
"J-just fine buddy, just needed a bathroom break."
Were he fully conscious, Jak would have seen right through the lie, but right now he just nodded and lied back down.
Daxter quickly entered the bathroom and closed the door behind him, and looked down to see… it still staring back up at him. 'Gotta get rid of this… thing'
Masturbating wasn't an option, even if this wasn't Jak he was talking about, he had stoutly swore to himself when his… condition began that he wouldn't ever do that, it was like bestiality. He didn't care that it was himself, it disgusted him, just like everything else about this body he had been saddled with.
He never let anyone know though, it wasn't like it would accomplish anything besides alienating everyone even more, especially Jak.
'Stop thinking about Jak!'
He quickly rushed to the sink filling the basin up with cold water. It wasn't that he was completely unaware that he thought of Jak as attractive; back in Sandover when the only available female was Kiera, he had the occasional… thought about Jak. He was able to justify it to himself back then, after all, a young teenage boy's libido could be strange.
But this? Not only was he still an ottsel, an unattractive package to both anyone he could have wanted and himself, but he was now surrounded by attractive women in the big city, which he could be fantasizing about instead of his best friend!
'Precursors I'm a fucking freak.' He lowered himself into the cold water, hoping that it would quickly solve his problem.
Then again, at least in this form people could find him cute; he wasn't blind, he was aware back in Sandover that he was the ugly child of the town; he doubted Tess would give him the time of day if he was still in that form.
As he looked down at himself, his wet fur and rapidly shrinking erection, he realized that no matter what way you looked at it, he was pretty fucked.
'As long as Jak never finds out, it'll be okay.'