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Adult ++
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7
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31
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chapter 5
HI! Sorry this took so long! (Gomen!) I was a bit under the weather the last few days. Anyway, this story took a turn I didn\'t intend in the beginning, but I hope you like it! ^_-
Mild citrus ahead.
Disclaimer: I don\'t own fake!
As soon as the front door clicked shut, JJ\'s foggy mind tried to shake himself out of his drunken stupor. Dee had driven him here to... where was \'here\'? Drake\'s apartment, that was it! But no matter how groggy he was, JJ knew if he fell asleep now he\'d just feel even worse in the morning. The best thing was to get up, get some water and keep moving until most of the alcohol wat oft of his system. It was a simple enough task- except that when he tried to move he found Drake\'s heavy weight pressing him down.
\"Hey, man! Get off!\" he yelled, shaking the other man who remained stubbornly inert. \"Drake, come on man! I gotta get up!\" he said, this time shoving the scruffy-haired man hard with the heel of his hand.
How had they ended up all tangled on top of each other like this anyway? Somewhere in the back of his mind, JJ remembered hearing Dee\'s muffled laughter as he had been lowered down onto the bed. Damn it, Dee, he cursed in his mind, playing around with us when we\'re drunk! Not that the silver-haired man would\'ve minded if the tall, attractive officer had \'played\' with him in a different way...
JJ groaned, clutching his head to keep it from spinning. The last thing he wanted to think of right now was his unrequited love. Not to mention that he was now in a rather compromising position and thinking of Dee was stirring his groin to action. What on earth would Drake think if he woke up in his partner\'s arms and JJ had a hard-on? Oh god, he really needed to get up!
Finally, with an awkward push (JJ had to squirm a bit so his body wasn\'t rubbing Drake\'s in any inappropriate areas) he managed to roll his partner off him. Unfortunately, he hadn\'t realized they were so close to the edge of the bed and JJ heard a heavy THUD in the darkness that could only have been the other officer\'s body hitting the hardwood floor.
\"DAMN IT!\" he heard a now wide-awake Drake grumble.
\"S-sorry Drake! I didn\'t realize-\" stumbled JJ, leaning over to try and see if the man was in hurt.
At the same time, Drake sat up and tried to climb back on the bed- smacking his forehead right into his partner\'s in the process.
\"OUCH!!\" they both said at once.
\"JJ, couldn\'t you have just stayed asleep, damn it?! Now move over!\" Drake yelled, getting back onto the large bed.
The silver-haired man was a bit taken-aback. He\'d expected his partner to order him out onto the couch, but it seemed he didn\'t mind sharing a bed with him. Well, JJ thought, I guess we are good friends, but...
Wait a minute... \"Stay asleep? You mean you were awake?! Why didn\'t you move when I asked you?\" JJ demanded.
For a moment Drake just sat at the edge of the bed, then, quietly, JJ heard him mumble, \"I was comfortable...\" His voice was thick as he spoke and JJ knew that he was still very intoxicated at this point. He probably didn\'t even know what he was saying. And JJ wasn\'t in much better shape, either.
\"Well, I gotta stay up, so why don\'t ya lie down and I\'ll just leave ya-\" but before he could get the words out, Drake had pushed him down, his hands pinning his shoulders roughfully to the bed and his thighs straddling his waist.
\"Drake! What the hell-?\" squeaked JJ, wondering if he could ever remember his partner becoming violent when he was drunk before.
\"You really can\'t stand me that much, can you?!\" yelled the shaggy-haired man above him.
\"W-hat are you tag abg about?\" said JJ in bewilderment, his head swimming. He was desperately trying not to think about their intimate position, trying not to feel the heat of his friend\'s body above him- he couldn\'t jeopardize his relationship with his partner just because he was lonely, drunk and horny. But it seemed he couldn\'t stop himself from growing harder either. It just felt so good, he though shamefully.
Drake watched JJ beneath him, watched the man flush and bite his bottom lip, struggling not to squirm under him and bring their bodies into any closer contact than they had to be. The whole situation was absurd, and he knew that he should let his partner up and send him from the room before he did anything else that he would come to regret later. So why wasn\'t he moving?
He told himself it was because he was simply tired of being alone, tired of being rejected, and he knew JJ felt the same. Wasn\'t it the obvious thing to end the misery foth oth of them?
Another part of his mind knew the truth, though: that he had been able to keep his attraction to his partner hidden deep within while JJ\'s fixation rested so adamantly on Dee. However, with this seemingly unforeseen and sudden interest in Ryo his jealousy had spiked. And the combination of his own recent rejection along with the large amounts of alcohol he\'d consumed that evening was about to take it\'s toll.
Leaning down toward JJ\'s shocked face, Drake said in a heated tone, \"Why do you run after everyone else? I thought you were in love Dee, so it didn\'t bother me, but then you started throwing yourself at Ryo! But did you ever look MY way?\" As he spoke his voice grew in volume and intensity. \"Again and again I\'m rejected by the women I date and why? Because I\'m so CLOSE with my partner! Because they\'re jealous of you! HA!\" he laughed bitterly, \"But off you go chasing someone like Ryo and then mope around when he doesn\'t look your way! But you never turned MY way, did you?!\" he said, wanting to stop himself before he revealed anything more, but unable to do so.
\"Drake- It\'s not what you think!\" the other man tried to explain, \"it was a bet! Dee bet me I couldn\'t seduce someone else! It just happened to be Ryo!\"
But Drake didn\'t look convinced. \"Yeah right!\" he scoffed in reply.
JJ wasn\'t really sure what else to say. He still couldn\'t get over the idea that Drake had feelings for him. The whole week had left him in an already confused state of mind- feeling totally rejected, unwanted. And here was is partner, pressing him down into the bed with his hips possessively, suddenly confessing the exact same feelings, only toward HIM! A headache was forming behind his brain, equal parts alcohol and puzzlement.
\"I know you\'re lonely, JJ. Maybe that\'s all I am too,\" Drake said his breath so close JJ could feel it brush over his cheek, a shiver running along his spine at the sensation.
\"I don\'t really care right now what it is,\" he continued. \"I probably won\'t even remember this in the morning but,\" he paused, \"tonight, I\'m taking what I want!\" And with that he brought his mouth down hard over JJ\'s, his full weight coming to bare down on him.
But the silver-haired man was over-whelmed, the events of the evening being too much for him. Struggling to pull away, he yanked his head to one side. \"Stop! Drake, please!\" he cried. He\'d been threw enough, maybe he didn\'t have a lover right now, maybe he\'d never find the right guy, but that was no reason to let Drake\'s sudden drunken confusion ruin their friendship. It would be too much to bare if he lost the closest friend he had right now. So he did his best to push him away, but this seemed to only fuel Drake\'s resolve and determination. Not to mention his anger.
\"WHY?! Why don\'t you want me?!\" he yelled aggressively as his hands started roving over the smaller man\'s body, tearing at the buttons of his shirt as he buried his face in the crook of one shoulder. For a moment, as the man\'s tongue darted out to taste the tender skin of his throat, JJ was at a loss for words, he was so close to giving in.
\"You DO want me,\" Drake persisted, one hand reaching down between JJ\'s thighs to drift over his growing erection.
The other man\'s eyes shot open. \"N-no! Drake you\'re drunk! You\'ll regret this! Please, stop!\" he pleaded, at the same time unable to keep his hips from moving against the offending hand grazing his crotch.
Above him, he heard an empty laugh. \"Yeah, I AM pretty wasted, but,\" he briefly sucked along one exposed collarbone, \"I\'m not holding back anymore.\" The words were said in such a commanding tone that JJ knew there could be no turning back. And as Drake\'s rough hand shoved past the waistband of his pants to caress his stiff member, he felt tears sting at the back of his eyes.
\'Be careful what he wish for\' was the old saying, wasn\'t it? This was what he had wanted, to be held, caressed, made love to without thoughts of the future or consequence. Wasn\'t that what he tried to convince Ryo do to? And here he was, a willing lover now stripped naked, peeling his clothes off in turn, and all he wanted to do was take back his words. Because this man above him, driving his body to distraction with deft fingers, this man was someone he cherished. Yes, it was someone he cherished even more than Dee, because his infatuation with Dee had never given him true knowledge of or intimacy with the man, but Drake... Drake was different.
He could talk with him like no one else, trust him on an innate level. And, at that moment, as the man was swiftly pushing his weeping cock deep inside him, JJ realized for the first time that, perhaps, what he had with Drake was real love. With every bittersweet thrust into his body the thought became further embedded in his brain. He did love him. But he had never been willing to put their friendship at risk, so he had hidden those feelings away, projecting everything onto Dee so he wouldn\'t have to deal with hit.
But he loved him.
Drake, however, considered himself a straight man and JJ had had this kind of thing happen before. A friend of his would be confused and he\'d be swept away on the emotion of the moment- only to awake the next morning to find an empty bed and another friendship broken beyond repair.
And tomorrow, when the alcohol wore off and this man making such passionate love to him realized just what he\'d done, he\'d regret it. JJ was sure. And then everything would end...
******Hmmm... so, this chapter came out different than I expected or even intended in the beginning. There will be more smut ahead, so I hope it\'s not too disappointing that this wasn\'t very graphic- I just got caught up in JJ\'s angst! Which is funny b/c I never had planned on doing a JJ/Drake fic!
*Reviews are very welcome b/c I\'m loosing my momentum with this fic! (I\'m not sure it\'s coming along that well...) ^_^!
Mild citrus ahead.
Disclaimer: I don\'t own fake!
As soon as the front door clicked shut, JJ\'s foggy mind tried to shake himself out of his drunken stupor. Dee had driven him here to... where was \'here\'? Drake\'s apartment, that was it! But no matter how groggy he was, JJ knew if he fell asleep now he\'d just feel even worse in the morning. The best thing was to get up, get some water and keep moving until most of the alcohol wat oft of his system. It was a simple enough task- except that when he tried to move he found Drake\'s heavy weight pressing him down.
\"Hey, man! Get off!\" he yelled, shaking the other man who remained stubbornly inert. \"Drake, come on man! I gotta get up!\" he said, this time shoving the scruffy-haired man hard with the heel of his hand.
How had they ended up all tangled on top of each other like this anyway? Somewhere in the back of his mind, JJ remembered hearing Dee\'s muffled laughter as he had been lowered down onto the bed. Damn it, Dee, he cursed in his mind, playing around with us when we\'re drunk! Not that the silver-haired man would\'ve minded if the tall, attractive officer had \'played\' with him in a different way...
JJ groaned, clutching his head to keep it from spinning. The last thing he wanted to think of right now was his unrequited love. Not to mention that he was now in a rather compromising position and thinking of Dee was stirring his groin to action. What on earth would Drake think if he woke up in his partner\'s arms and JJ had a hard-on? Oh god, he really needed to get up!
Finally, with an awkward push (JJ had to squirm a bit so his body wasn\'t rubbing Drake\'s in any inappropriate areas) he managed to roll his partner off him. Unfortunately, he hadn\'t realized they were so close to the edge of the bed and JJ heard a heavy THUD in the darkness that could only have been the other officer\'s body hitting the hardwood floor.
\"DAMN IT!\" he heard a now wide-awake Drake grumble.
\"S-sorry Drake! I didn\'t realize-\" stumbled JJ, leaning over to try and see if the man was in hurt.
At the same time, Drake sat up and tried to climb back on the bed- smacking his forehead right into his partner\'s in the process.
\"OUCH!!\" they both said at once.
\"JJ, couldn\'t you have just stayed asleep, damn it?! Now move over!\" Drake yelled, getting back onto the large bed.
The silver-haired man was a bit taken-aback. He\'d expected his partner to order him out onto the couch, but it seemed he didn\'t mind sharing a bed with him. Well, JJ thought, I guess we are good friends, but...
Wait a minute... \"Stay asleep? You mean you were awake?! Why didn\'t you move when I asked you?\" JJ demanded.
For a moment Drake just sat at the edge of the bed, then, quietly, JJ heard him mumble, \"I was comfortable...\" His voice was thick as he spoke and JJ knew that he was still very intoxicated at this point. He probably didn\'t even know what he was saying. And JJ wasn\'t in much better shape, either.
\"Well, I gotta stay up, so why don\'t ya lie down and I\'ll just leave ya-\" but before he could get the words out, Drake had pushed him down, his hands pinning his shoulders roughfully to the bed and his thighs straddling his waist.
\"Drake! What the hell-?\" squeaked JJ, wondering if he could ever remember his partner becoming violent when he was drunk before.
\"You really can\'t stand me that much, can you?!\" yelled the shaggy-haired man above him.
\"W-hat are you tag abg about?\" said JJ in bewilderment, his head swimming. He was desperately trying not to think about their intimate position, trying not to feel the heat of his friend\'s body above him- he couldn\'t jeopardize his relationship with his partner just because he was lonely, drunk and horny. But it seemed he couldn\'t stop himself from growing harder either. It just felt so good, he though shamefully.
Drake watched JJ beneath him, watched the man flush and bite his bottom lip, struggling not to squirm under him and bring their bodies into any closer contact than they had to be. The whole situation was absurd, and he knew that he should let his partner up and send him from the room before he did anything else that he would come to regret later. So why wasn\'t he moving?
He told himself it was because he was simply tired of being alone, tired of being rejected, and he knew JJ felt the same. Wasn\'t it the obvious thing to end the misery foth oth of them?
Another part of his mind knew the truth, though: that he had been able to keep his attraction to his partner hidden deep within while JJ\'s fixation rested so adamantly on Dee. However, with this seemingly unforeseen and sudden interest in Ryo his jealousy had spiked. And the combination of his own recent rejection along with the large amounts of alcohol he\'d consumed that evening was about to take it\'s toll.
Leaning down toward JJ\'s shocked face, Drake said in a heated tone, \"Why do you run after everyone else? I thought you were in love Dee, so it didn\'t bother me, but then you started throwing yourself at Ryo! But did you ever look MY way?\" As he spoke his voice grew in volume and intensity. \"Again and again I\'m rejected by the women I date and why? Because I\'m so CLOSE with my partner! Because they\'re jealous of you! HA!\" he laughed bitterly, \"But off you go chasing someone like Ryo and then mope around when he doesn\'t look your way! But you never turned MY way, did you?!\" he said, wanting to stop himself before he revealed anything more, but unable to do so.
\"Drake- It\'s not what you think!\" the other man tried to explain, \"it was a bet! Dee bet me I couldn\'t seduce someone else! It just happened to be Ryo!\"
But Drake didn\'t look convinced. \"Yeah right!\" he scoffed in reply.
JJ wasn\'t really sure what else to say. He still couldn\'t get over the idea that Drake had feelings for him. The whole week had left him in an already confused state of mind- feeling totally rejected, unwanted. And here was is partner, pressing him down into the bed with his hips possessively, suddenly confessing the exact same feelings, only toward HIM! A headache was forming behind his brain, equal parts alcohol and puzzlement.
\"I know you\'re lonely, JJ. Maybe that\'s all I am too,\" Drake said his breath so close JJ could feel it brush over his cheek, a shiver running along his spine at the sensation.
\"I don\'t really care right now what it is,\" he continued. \"I probably won\'t even remember this in the morning but,\" he paused, \"tonight, I\'m taking what I want!\" And with that he brought his mouth down hard over JJ\'s, his full weight coming to bare down on him.
But the silver-haired man was over-whelmed, the events of the evening being too much for him. Struggling to pull away, he yanked his head to one side. \"Stop! Drake, please!\" he cried. He\'d been threw enough, maybe he didn\'t have a lover right now, maybe he\'d never find the right guy, but that was no reason to let Drake\'s sudden drunken confusion ruin their friendship. It would be too much to bare if he lost the closest friend he had right now. So he did his best to push him away, but this seemed to only fuel Drake\'s resolve and determination. Not to mention his anger.
\"WHY?! Why don\'t you want me?!\" he yelled aggressively as his hands started roving over the smaller man\'s body, tearing at the buttons of his shirt as he buried his face in the crook of one shoulder. For a moment, as the man\'s tongue darted out to taste the tender skin of his throat, JJ was at a loss for words, he was so close to giving in.
\"You DO want me,\" Drake persisted, one hand reaching down between JJ\'s thighs to drift over his growing erection.
The other man\'s eyes shot open. \"N-no! Drake you\'re drunk! You\'ll regret this! Please, stop!\" he pleaded, at the same time unable to keep his hips from moving against the offending hand grazing his crotch.
Above him, he heard an empty laugh. \"Yeah, I AM pretty wasted, but,\" he briefly sucked along one exposed collarbone, \"I\'m not holding back anymore.\" The words were said in such a commanding tone that JJ knew there could be no turning back. And as Drake\'s rough hand shoved past the waistband of his pants to caress his stiff member, he felt tears sting at the back of his eyes.
\'Be careful what he wish for\' was the old saying, wasn\'t it? This was what he had wanted, to be held, caressed, made love to without thoughts of the future or consequence. Wasn\'t that what he tried to convince Ryo do to? And here he was, a willing lover now stripped naked, peeling his clothes off in turn, and all he wanted to do was take back his words. Because this man above him, driving his body to distraction with deft fingers, this man was someone he cherished. Yes, it was someone he cherished even more than Dee, because his infatuation with Dee had never given him true knowledge of or intimacy with the man, but Drake... Drake was different.
He could talk with him like no one else, trust him on an innate level. And, at that moment, as the man was swiftly pushing his weeping cock deep inside him, JJ realized for the first time that, perhaps, what he had with Drake was real love. With every bittersweet thrust into his body the thought became further embedded in his brain. He did love him. But he had never been willing to put their friendship at risk, so he had hidden those feelings away, projecting everything onto Dee so he wouldn\'t have to deal with hit.
But he loved him.
Drake, however, considered himself a straight man and JJ had had this kind of thing happen before. A friend of his would be confused and he\'d be swept away on the emotion of the moment- only to awake the next morning to find an empty bed and another friendship broken beyond repair.
And tomorrow, when the alcohol wore off and this man making such passionate love to him realized just what he\'d done, he\'d regret it. JJ was sure. And then everything would end...
******Hmmm... so, this chapter came out different than I expected or even intended in the beginning. There will be more smut ahead, so I hope it\'s not too disappointing that this wasn\'t very graphic- I just got caught up in JJ\'s angst! Which is funny b/c I never had planned on doing a JJ/Drake fic!
*Reviews are very welcome b/c I\'m loosing my momentum with this fic! (I\'m not sure it\'s coming along that well...) ^_^!