Chapter TwoA fat Ottsel
The Port lights shone down on the black waters of the Port, reflecting the night's sky in its mirror like surface. With Keira wrapped up in his strong embrace and snuggled into his chest Jak walked down the Port Street towards the Naughty Ottsel to meet Tess and to take part in their celebration party that they had invited them to. The nearer they came, the more ear shattering the music blasting from the bar became. AS they entered Jak felt Keira retract a little into his chest, as if cringing, he figured that it was because of the sudden change in the music's volume. Yes, it got louder. Jak scanned the bar and found an empty booth. He made his way there but not without gaining a few drunken, half naked girl's name and phone numbers. When himself and Keira were seated Jak closed the newly installed doors to the booths and the noise level from outside was cut in half leaving them able to speak with each other. Jak cleared his throat and began, "So, Keira…erm…ho-how are you?" he asked, slightly nervous. He never was too good at speaking, the total opposite of Daxter who had trouble keeping his mouth shut. Keira smiled pleasantly at Jak, "I'm fine Jak, why do you ask?" Keira placed her hands over Jak's which were placed on the table before him, fingers intertwined tightly. "Erm well just-just curious I guess. Wouldn't want you to be sick or anything." He replied, just as nervous as before. Keira smiled warmly at him, "I know, and I wouldn't want you to be either." She leant over the table and kissed him lovingly, Jak, of course, returning the kiss with much happiness and much relief. Again, fate was cruel, and again it had chosen Daxter to interrupt the two. "HEY! Only I get to smooch at my party!" he said before he sprang up onto the table, the doors which he had opened were not closed. Jak and Keira broke, much to their disappointment. "So Keira, wanna give me a congratulate kiss?" he asked nudging her with his elbow. Keira raised her eyebrow, "Sorry Dax, I kiss this one only." She replied to him before kissing Jak again, this time passionately, just to get to Daxter in a jokingly way. Daxter frowned, "Fine then, you two have your fun. I'll just go and smooch my Tessie-Poo. She loves me!" He leapt off the table and exited the booth to find his Tessie-Poo, closing the doors behind him.
Keira broke, bursting into laughter, still leant over the table to Jak. Jak opened his eyes, eyebrows raised. "What's so funny?" he asked her confusedly, a smile spreading across his face as her laughter brought him into happiness. "It's just Daxter…he hasn't changed a bit." She replied to him, stopping her laughter so she could speak. "Did you ever expect him to?" Jak asked. Keira grinned at him, "I thought he might get mature." Both looked into each others eyes for a moment, lips pressed tightly together before they exploded into laughter.
The party ground on, nothing quite spectacular happened. Neither Jak nor Keira drank alcohol but the same could not be said for Daxter. They danced and talked and joked and laughed, kissed and snuggled and hugged until it was time to go home. Jak and Keira arrived at her apartment a 3:06am and were ready for a good nights sleep. Jak stripped down to his boxers throwing his clothes lazily all over the floor before flicking on the fan and flopping down onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling, hands behind his head. A few minutes later Keira entered in her bra and g-string, "Hey sexy." She said as she stood, almost posing, in the doorway. Jak looked up at her and smiled, "Hey babe, come to bed, I'm getting a little lonely her in this cold…empty…Keiraless bed." Keira grinned before springing onto Jak, both of them laughing softly at each other, Jak holding her hips loosely. They kissed, rolling around for a while, laughing between their kisses, holding each other so to not be parted by their repeated rolling. They continued this and some playful wrestling before they came to rest together, breathing heavily, "I love you Jak." Keira whispered lovingly to him as she stared into his deep blue eyes, oh how she loved his eyes, how she lost herself within them, she'd never get over his eyes. "I love you too Keira." He whispered back, with just as much love in his voice as Keira had when she whispered those words that he loved so much, loved to say them, loved to hear them, loved to express them and for them to be expressed to him. After a gentle kiss they both closed their eyes and as they lay in each others embrace, feeling warm and safe and loved, they drifted into yet another peaceful sleep together.
