Disclaimer- Don't own the characters... Just this little plot bunny
Warnings- Slashly themes, hints of smex...
Pairing- Jak X Torn Whoosh!
Here is another little one-shot I wrote in school... That is all.. Enjoy!
The hero jumped off the blue cargo ship, stepping out onto the metal platforms of Haven city port. Stretching his back, he let his aching bones crack into place.
"Ahh... Good to be back isn't it, buddy?" Daxter jumped off his friend's shoulder, landing on the ground on all fours. Taking a moment, he raised to his back paws, and started to walk towards his bar. "Daddy is back!" He extended his arms, still making his way over.
Jak shook his head, grinning. Following the ottsel, he scanned the streets of the city, dodging metal head, after metal head. "This is bad." He commented, watching the carnage.
"Bad? This is what happens when you leave. Haven City can't live without you." The dark warrior experiment teased, pacing back and forth inside the black abyss of his host's mind.
'Not true.' The blonde replied, picking up his pace to reach Daxter, before he made it to the bar.
"Here I come, did you miss me Naughty Ottsel?" Strolling in the orange furred rodent, bent to kiss the ground, only to be stopped by a voice he hated.
"Rat, do you have to be so annoying?" Torn, the Underground leader, slammed his head down on the table in front of him. His ice cold hues lifted from their position on the map.
"Tattooed wonder!" Daxter stopped short, causing Jak to almost trample over the rat. Raising a finger up, he pointed to the ex-KG. "Why..." The rest of his sentence was caught in his throat.
Torn heard what the annoying fuzzball had said, but his attention was focused on Jak. "You're back?" He braced himself against the table, pools wide.
The blonde nodded, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall. "How's it been?" He tried to not let any emotion slip from his voice, as he studied his lover.
The red-head stood there stupified. Holding back the urge to jump onto the other, he gripped the sides of table harder. "Things haven't been going so well.." The corners of his lips turned up, as he smirked. "The metalhead, and KG forces have been attacking from all sides." He muttered, looking down at the table.
The blonde nodded, stepping farther into the room. "Torn, what about us?" His voice cracked a little, as he took in the sights and sounds of the table. The place had changed a lot. Placing his hands on the table, he let his face hover inches away from the tattooed face. "Are we still..?" His sentence was cut off, as his lover closed the gap.
Feeling a tongue run along his bottom lip, Jak allowed the curious tongue inside his cavern. He moaned a little, before pulling away. "Does that mean yes?" He asked, moving around the table. Leaning against the item, he wrapped his legs around Torn.
"Yes." Grabbing the commmunicator, he perssed dialing his good friend's number. "Ashelin, Jak's back."
Jak pushed his body flush against the other's. "Show me how much you miss me." Taking off the man's shirt, he grinned ready for Torn.
A/N: Review plz...