Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Finding One's Way ❯ Operation Seduction ( Chapter 3 )

Title: Finding One's Way
Author:  Daxemon

Fandom:  Fake (yaoi)
Pairing/Characters: Drake/JJ

Rating:  Mature - from this point on.

Warnings:  Self love {if you get my meaning, if you don't read at your own risk}
Disclaimer:  I don't own Fake, but if someone was willing to steal it for me, I wouldn't mind. Otherwise it belongs to Ms. Matoh.

 

 

Chapter 3 - Operation Seduction

 

 

JJ sat on his couch with his knees drawn up to his chin and a look of utter consternation on his face.

 

The day hadn't gone well at all. Drake had barely said to words to him and as soon as shift change came, Drake was out the door before JJ could even think of trying to talk to him again.

 

`What the hell was he going to do?' JJ thought. `He couldn't take the direct approach, that was a complete wash out. He needed a more subtle tack at the situation. A more hands off, even though the hands on one would be much preferred. Yeah, he would love to have his hands all over that luscious body of Drake's. From the top of that dirty blonde head, over those broad toned shoulders, down that muscled chest and taught abdomen. Roaming freely over that tight buttock, firm thighs, shapely calves-`

 

“What am I doing?” JJ said snapping out of his lecherous thoughts, looking down at his lap and the semi-hard erection there. Sitting here daydreaming about Drake's hard body was counter productive to his goal of actually having said body in front of him in Technicolor and being able to molest it at his leisure.

 

He knew he had to get Drake off the defensive track so he would pool all thought processes into finding out how to get that done, then he would worry what to do next.

 

 

 

 

 

Now while JJ was at his place contemplating how to get back into Drake's good graces, said person was in his own apartment pacing a groove into his living room floor.

 

From the moment Drake had gotten home he couldn't stop thinking about the kiss he shared with JJ. Hell from the moment it happened he couldn't stop thinking about it. If JJ only knew how many times that day Drake considered just pinning him against the office wall and kissing him senseless, ironically. However every time the thought came up his brain just kept screaming at him that he wasn't gay, but there was also another voice that would pipe up once in a while and that one was saying `you can't choose who you loved,' and that's the voice that made him stop pacing and drop down on his couch with a sigh of frustration. `Was he in love with JJ?'

 

“What am I gonna do? If I know JJ he's not going to give up that easily.” Drake groaned.

 

 

 

 

 

Drake didn't know just how right he was, back at JJ's things were starting to come together for Operation: Get Drake. JJ knew it wasn't a very original title, but who cared, just as long as the plan once put into motion, succeeded in its final goal. Get through Drake's thick skull that JJ was the one for him and he should stop being such a scared rabbit.

 

JJ stood in front of his walk-in closet and decided that he needed to go shopping. He really didn't have anything that screamed `take me'. Conveniently the next day he had off, so he would go shopping with a target in mind….Drake.

 

As JJ wandered through the downtown mall, he meandered in and out of many different stores. After about three hours JJ ended up loaded down with bags, but still had nothing that he would consider alluring enough to bring Drake a runnin'. He decided that he was hungry and started heading towards the food court on the upper level when a mannequin in a store window called “Maverick's” caught his attention. It was wearing what appeared to be a cashmere black v-neck sweater paired with some also black slacks that looked like they would hug JJ in all the wanted to be noticed places. JJ wasn't averse to wearing all black, it just tended to cause his platinum, almost white blonde hair and blue/teal eyes to stand out even more than they already did, but maybe that was just what he needed. He was looking to be noticed, right?

 

JJ wasted no time going into the store and having the store clerk gather up all the items he wanted, along with a few others he spotted.

 

Immediately after JJ got home he hung up the clothes bag his `come get me' ensemble was in and went to take a shower to get ready for bed. He needed his rest, he had a big day tomorrow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

JJ sat at his desk the next morning trying his best to not continually keep looking at his office door, anticipating Drake's arrival. JJ was already used to the fact that Drake was habitually late, he was almost as bad as Dee. The Chief made no bones about letting either Dee or Drake by without a proper reprimand. Dee by now had developed an immunity to the Chief's bellow, but Drake still had the decency to look guilty.

 

“Parker!” bellowed the Chief, alerting JJ to Drakes arrival long before he reached their office, allowing him to appear like he wasn't actually waiting for Drake to show up.

 

“Sorry Chief. Won't happen again.” Drake cajoled as he backed into their office, his face a bright crimson of embarrassment.

 

If JJ didn't think that Drake would react in the negative, he would have locked him a vise-like, breath stealing embrace, with how adorably mortified he looked right then. But seeing as Drake would most likely balk at that, he just took pleasure in watching him enter the office and sheepishly taking his seat with his usual apology for being late.

 

“That's okay. Unlike Chief I don't mind.” JJ said as he got up and placed the large thermos of coffee he had brought in front of Drake.

 

“What's this?” Drake asked with more than a little suspicion coloring his words.

 

“Stop being paranoid, you act like I've never brought you coffee before.” JJ said as he walked away, missing the look on Drake's face as he finally got a good look what JJ was wearing. Noticing how the black cashmere sweater he wore, showed off his well defined torso and how the slacks clung just right to JJ's backside, which is where Drake's eyes got stuck as JJ continued back over to his own desk. Luckily Drake was able to unglue his eyes from JJ's derriere, but not fast enough. JJ caught a glimpse of Drake looking away quickly with a telltale blush.

 

JJ frowned as he sat. `Did he just - see? Nah. Well - could it be that Drake was checking him out as he was walking away?' JJ wondered.

 

“Went shopping?” Drake asked as he stared at his computer monitor as it went through its boot sequence.

 

`Aha! He was checking me out. Operation: Get Drake right on course.' JJ thought triumphantly. “Yeah I figured since I had the day.” JJ decided that he would push a little. “Its cashmere, you should feel it.” JJ said as he got up again, walking over to Drake, not waiting for him to find a reason to say no.

Just like the day they kissed Drake shot up out of his chair and looked like he was ready to do the one hundred yard dash. JJ noticed it and succinctly ignored it, because to get out of the office Drake would have to get around him and if JJ had anything to say about it that would never happen.

 

“The sales clerk said that it was imported and the yarns were hand dyed.” JJ went on seeming completely oblivious to Drake's reaction. “Go on feel it.” JJ insisted sticking his arm out in front of Drake. Not just allowing Drake to caress his sleeve, but also cutting off his path of escape absolutely.

 

“Th-that's okay JJ.” Drake stuttered nervously, probably from JJ's nearness.

 

“Go on feel it, you won't be sorry, trust me.” JJ said looking Drake directly in the eye, not giving him any room to protest or move, because JJ used the opportunity to close the space between them even more.

 

`That's just the problem JJ.' Drake thought worriedly. He saw the look in JJ's eyes and wasn't too sure how much he could trust his toe-headed partner. “Fine, Fine. I'll feel it.” Drake gave in, placing his hand on the outstretched arm JJ had presented to him and for the life of him he couldn't tear his eyes away from JJ's, it was almost like he was in a trance and the intensity in JJ's stare was causing the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up.

 

“Now isn't that incredibly soft?” JJ said his voice dropping to a quite whisper. If they weren't as close as they were, it would have forced Drake to lean forward to hear him.

 

“Yeah.” Drake answered almost having to force the word out, it felt like his brain functions were all shutting down one by one, giving him a slight tunnel vision.

 

Suddenly the spell was broken when Ted stuck his head in the office door. “Hey guys.”

 

Drake pulled his hand away so quickly you would have sworn that JJ's arm had abruptly burst into flames.

 

“The Chief wants us all in his office ASAP.” Ted announced.

 

`Of all the….times.' JJ thought, dropping his arm. “Okay Ted-senpai, thanks.”

 

“Hey JJ is that a new sweater?” Ted asked completely oblivious to the tension in the room.

 

“Yeah.” JJ turned slightly towards Ted with a look of bewilderment as to how obtuse his friend and co-worker could really be. At times JJ marveled at how Ted managed to hold on to his job as unaware as he seemed.

 

“Nice.” Ted said appraisingly. “Cashmere?”

 

“Yeah.” JJ answered through clenched teeth. Ted was really rubbing him the wrong way. “Anything else Ted-senpai?” asked JJ tightly, since Ted was still standing in the office doorway.

 

“No, why?”

 

JJ really wanted to throw something at him, seriously.

 

“We'll see you at the Chief's, okay?”

 

“Oh okay. Don't be late. You know how he hates that, especially you Drake.” Ted said laughing at his own attempt at humor as he finally stepped out, closing the door and leaving them alone again.

 

“Finally.” JJ grumped as he turned back to the business at hand, just in time to feel Drake brush by him. “Drake-“

 

“You heard Ted, you wouldn't want to upset the Chief, now would you?” Drake asked as he practically broke land speed records getting out the door.

 

“But-“ JJ tried again. It was too late Drake was already gone. `Oh Ted was so dead.' JJ though sourly as he followed in Drake's wake.

 

 

 

 

 

The meeting was blessedly brief, but as soon as they got back to their office JJ got called out to a hostage situation where they were in need of his skills as a sniper. Sadly it took most of the day to resolve. In the end JJ was able to get a clear shot and bring down the suspect, luckily before any of the hostages had come to harm. The suspect wasn't so lucky, he died at the scene.

 

Even though JJ enjoyed his job and chose to be a sniper, it still bothered him whenever he had to take another human life, even if it was a criminal, it always left him a little out of sorts. JJ had already come to the conclusion long ago that if the day came where after taking down a suspect he felt nothing, it would be his last day as a sniper.

 

When he walked into the office, he was surprised to find Drake still there. Their shift had ended two hours ago.

 

“What are you still doing here?” JJ said as he unceremoniously dropped into his chair and pinched the spot between his eyes.

 

“I heard.” was all Drake said, watching and waiting. Some times were worse than others. Drake was the only one in the CI Unit that knew what JJ went through after a sniper call.

 

“Yeah, what did you hear?” JJ asked with more than a little venom behind his words.

 

“JJ.”

 

“What?!” JJ spat. He knew he shouldn't be taking out his emotions on Drake. Especially seeing the last thing he wanted was Drake to be pist-off at him, but he just couldn't help it.

 

“It's okay.” Drake said getting up and walking to stand in front of where JJ sat slouched in his chair.

 

JJ looked up at Drake, dropping his hand from his face. By the look on it Drake knew what he wanted. Considering their dilemma in the recent days, he didn't think JJ thought it was a good idea to ask, so he wouldn't make him.

 

“Come here.” Drake said reaching a hand out, he was surprised when JJ hesitated. Usually he'd be plastered to him like a second skin by now. Drake realized that whatever happened at the crime scene that day must have really shook him up.

 

JJ couldn't believe Drake was still willing to comfort him, even after-…maybe he was deeper in denial than JJ thought. Whatever the reason he was happy that this didn't change, because he really needed it and quite frankly had gotten used to Drake doing this for him after a sniper call that ended up with the suspect having to be killed.

 

JJ stood and stepped into Drake's arms and felt all the tension drain from him when Drake soothingly rubbed his back. He felt them coming, the tears, he couldn't stop them nor did he care.

 

Drake knew that JJ wasn't upset totally about have to put down the suspect. It was also the emotional side of his job, the worry and fear the he felt for the people whose lives he held in his hands if he didn't do his job right, that and the adrenaline rush would overwhelm anybody. But JJ kept that all in check while he worked, it was afterwards that it all came rushing forward and sometimes it would be too much for even a trained sniper to handle, that's where Drake came in handy.

 

Drake remembered the first time that he found out what the aftermath of one of JJ's sniper calls was like, it was three years ago. They were on split shift, so Drake came in around lunch only to find out from Dee that JJ had gone out on a sniper call that morning. Drake decided to go to JJ's to see if the little hyperactive blonde wanted to blow off some steam. When he got there JJ was decidedly the worse for wear. He had looked pale, even for him and on the verge of collapse. Drake knew the look of shock that came over his face must have surprised JJ, because he winced and before Drake knew it JJ was wrapped around his torso like a vise and shaking like a leaf. In the end Drake found out that although JJ was able to take out the three suspects, it wasn't before two hostages were killed, one was a child, which JJ witnessed.

 

“Thanks.” JJ said stepping back after pulling himself together.

 

“Not a problem.” Drake said and realized that the urge to leave the room post haste never happened. Even a stray thought of how good JJ felt in his arms occurred to him fleetingly and he didn't shy away.

 

When JJ looked up and held his gaze, Drake knew what was coming, but was frozen to the spot, his hands still resting lightly on JJ's shoulders. When he felt JJ's lips, his instinct to vacate flared to life, but before he could react JJ had already pulled away.

 

“Well I'm beat. Goodnight Drake.” JJ said as he gathered his coat and left.

 

“Goodnight.” Drake replied, but JJ was already gone.

 

 

 

 

 

When JJ walked into his apartment, all he wanted to do was crawl into bed, he was so bone weary. In the end he decided that taking a shower would be a better idea.

 

While he was in the shower, his mind wandered back to the quick kiss he had given Drake and how good it felt. JJ wasn't delusional, he felt Drake tense up, but he didn't care. He just wanted to feel those wonderful lips against his again.

 

JJ's hand began to wander south as he lathered his body. Soon his hand bumped up against the base of his now fully upright erection. He slowly wrapped his long delicate fingers around it and started a slow languid motion, running his hand up slowly while he increased the pressure, a gasp of pleasure escaping him when it bumped against the base of the tip and he ran his thumb across it. `See Drake this is what you do to me.' JJ thought as he indulged in the sensations that coursed through his body.

 

He pictured that it was Drake pressed up against his back naked and wet, reaching around and stroking him. JJ was soon panting heavily and had to place his unoccupied hand against the tiled shower wall to steady himself as the first pulses of his orgasm slammed into him.

 

As the last of his climax left his body JJ rested his head on the wall, allowing the now tepid shower to rinse him. He knew that the water was going to go cold soon so he shakily straightened finished rinsing and quickly stepped out, any vestiges of energy he had exhausted.

 

`It turned out to not be such a bad day after all.' was JJ last thought before sleep claimed him.

 

 

 

A/N - Hopefully to all those who still find this fic interesting, I hope that I can continue to entertain and things will get a little hectic the next chapter. We'll shake Drake up a bit and in the process maybe he'll finally get the hint.