Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Keeping One's Way ❯ Revelations ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Title: Keeping One's Way
Author: Daxemon
Fandom: FAKE (yaoi)
Pairing/Characters: Drake/JJ
Rating: M (for later chapters)
Warning: MAN ON MAN SEX – I can't say it any clearer people if you don't like it don't read it.
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 – Revelations

“Well Mr. Parker, it looks like the bruising is mostly healed and the mild concussion has had no lasting effects so you should be able to go back to full duty as soon as tomorrow.” informed the doctor. “But mind you those ribs will still make you feel a little stiff so don't overdo it at first. Which mans no tackling of armed criminals.” warned the doctor sternly.

“Yes sir.” Drake replied feeling duly chastised, but grinning all the less. The fact that he could go back to work the next day was a great relief. If he had to be stuck indoors for another day he would begin to climb the walls and the no sex thing had gotten old after the second day.

“I'll send Mr. Adams in.” said the doctor as he was leaving.

“Thanks.” then Drake remembered he wanted to ask the doctor something. “Hey Doc?”

“Yes Mr. Parker?” the doctor answered pausing at the door.

“When you say don't over do it, are there certain, maybe strenuous activities I can do as of say.....tonight?”

“Like , Mr. Parker?” asked the doctor with a slightly suspicious yet knowing look.

“Well.....Doc, the kind that involves a bed.” Drake replied obscurely.

“Are you talking about sex, Mr. Parker?”

“Let's go with that.” Drake said.

“Your ribs are healed enough that they shouldn't impede your movement too much. In the end the decision is yours Mr. Parker, but like I said earlier, in all sense of the word, do not overdo Detective.” with that final warning and a raised eyebrow the doctor left, hoping that his patient would take his advice.

JJ walked in just as Drake finished buttoning his shirt. “So what did the doctor have to say?” JJ asked as he fixed Drake's collar.

“I can go back to work tomorrow.”

“Really? That's great.”

“He also said that there are other things that I can get back to sooner.” Drake said pulling JJ into a light kiss and running his hands down JJ's back to come at rest on the pert swell of JJ's posterior, emphasizing his statement.

JJ gently extricated himself from Drake's hold and returned Drake's hands back to himself. “You did not ask the doctor if it was okay for you to have sex? Did you?” JJ asked in shock.

“Well not in so many words, but yeah. The doc got the gist and gave me the go ahead.”

“Drake Parker you amaze me! You're worse than Dee!” JJ said in a huff as he turned to leave, also conveniently hiding the flush his face had taken on since Drake had informed him that their sex life was now reinstated.

“JJ wait!” Drake yelled as he hustled after his boyfriend, his body not completely cooperating with the sudden movement, it still being hard for him to make sharp adjustments, but he had every intention of working out the kinks before tonight.

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After JJ dropped him off and headed to the precinct, Drake got to work.

It took him longer than he thought it would, thanks to a protesting body, but through sheer will and stubbornness born of a man deprived, it was done and with no time to spare as he thought he heard JJ coming through he front door.

JJ was relieved to finally reach his front door. His day had completely stressed him out. The latest case that was just dropped in their laps made him feel like he was running in circles. Although the rest of the CI unit was helping, they still had their other cases to deal with. Without Drake there to back him up, he felt like he was missing something. He liked the talent Drake had of looking at cases and spotting a detail that everyone else had totally missed.

Once inside JJ immediately noticed that Drake wasn't in the outermost part of the apartment and figured he was probably back in the bedroom.

“Dra-” JJ began as he entered the bedroom, but was stopped short in his tracks by the sight before him.


The bedroom had been transmogrified into what JJ could only describe as a room that screamed sex. There were a large cornucopia of flowers and unlit candles.....everywhere. The centerpiece of the profusion was the bed, which had been wrapped in black satin sheets, matching the pajama bottoms Drake was currently wearing as he slid off the bed and walked over to where JJ was still standing mesmerized.

“Drake, what's going on?” JJ asked as he took in all that was before him. Drake shirtless and silk clad, was quite a site to behold, even though his right side still had a slight reminder of his run in with Chuck.

Drake continued on his path towards JJ, still without a word said. Reaching his lover he wrapped him in his arms and kissed him breathless, causing JJ's knees to go weak and forcing Drake to hold him up slightly. “Welcome home.” Drake said after breaking the kiss and resting his forehead against JJ's.

“Wha-” JJ began again.

“Later.” Drake said cutting JJ off and pulling him towards the bed, sitting and pulling JJ to stand between his knees.

Drake then proceeded to undress JJ, one delicious item at a time, until he had JJ standing before him completely naked and apparently ready for anything. Drake was more than willing to take JJ right where he stood, but he had gone through too much trouble and preparation to rush things.

“Well?” JJ questioned starting to fidget underneath Drake's intense gaze as it ran over his body.

Drake didn't realize he had been staring, but damn he loved JJ's body. JJ kept in shape religiously, which Drake completely appreciated and he was seriously going to do some appreciating tonight.

“Drake.” JJ whined. “I wish you would stop looking at me like that.” stated JJ.

“Like what?” Drake smirked lecherously, coming out of the trance-like state he was in as he drank in JJ's nude form.

“Like a cannibal about to sit down to dinner.” JJ retorted.


Drake looked up at JJ. “Maybe that's just the case. Wait here.” He said as he headed to the bathroom.


“But -” JJ began, but Drake had already walked away. 'What on earth is he up to? Well, I know what he's up to, but what's with the flowers and candles and most of all the bed. I don't remember buying any black satin sheets. The pajama's, yeah, but not the shee-” JJ's rambling thoughts came to a halt when he felt something silky glide over his bare shoulders and settle around him. Looking down he saw it was the black satin robe that went with Drake's bottoms.

“Feel better?” Drake asked as JJ slipped his arms through the sleeves and Drake reached around JJ's waist to tie the robe closed loosely. 'It would soon be off again anyway.' Drake thought. “You ready for a hot bubble bath after a long day at the office?”

“That sounds phenomenal and perfect.” JJ said leaning back into Drake, imagining sliding into a hot bath filled with his favorite scented lilac bubble bath.

“So come on then.” Drake said, taking JJ's hand and tugging him towards the bathroom.

When JJ entered you could have knocked him over with a feather. Drake had out done himself. The bedroom had just been the appetizer.

The bathroom was aglow with what seemed like an endless number of candles, some even scented, lilac of course. The bathtub was filled with bubbles, the jets going at their lowest setting. Drake had also sprinkled lilac and rose petals all around and in the bath. The flower theme had also been done in the bathroom, but to a smaller extent, probably because of all the lit candles that seemed to be on almost every marbled surface. The soft glow that was reflected caused the bathroom to have an ethereal feel, much to JJ's delight. He even noticed Drake had and ice bucket next to the tub with champagne chilling and a bowl of strawberries next to that; it was all so overwhelming and amazing.

Slowly JJ turned to look at Drake. “When?...How?” he asked stunned.

“No questions.” Drake said approaching JJ and slipping the robe off and guided him over to the bath, making him get into the water.

'Ahhhh heaven.' thought JJ as he slid into the warm water, the jets gently running across his skin, easing the tense muscles in his body. After settling in he looked over and watched as Drake, with his back to him, slid out of the satin bottoms and bend over to retrieve them as well as the robe. 'Ahhhh heaven.' JJ thought as he got an eyeful. Drake really have a delicious looking ass, it just made him wanna sink in his teeth. Then a thought occurred to JJ, he had never tried rimming Drake, he's always though that he would be put off by it. Although Drake did prove himself to be an excellent lover without much prompting from JJ. 'Maybe tonight would be the perfect time.' JJ decided as Drake finally slid into the bath behind him.

“Here you go Mr. Adams.” Drake said, handing JJ a glass of champagne.

“Thank you very much Mr. Parker.” JJ said accepting the proffered glass.

“Strawberry?” Drake asked as he plucked one from the bowl and fed it to JJ.

Sighing with pleasure JJ leaned back against Drake enjoying the pampering and wonderful feel of Drake's slick naked body against his, nothing could be better.

“I can't believe you did all of this.” JJ stated.

“Believe it, you deserve it.” Drake said reaching for another strawberry.

“It's moments like this that make me want to scream to the world that I love you and how lucky I am to have you. This is why I want to have our anniversary party.” JJ said thoughtfully as he looked around the bathroom.

“Party?” Drake asked distractedly as he poured more champagne, trying not spill any or worse yet drop the delicate flute it was resting in. He hadn’t caught most of what JJ had said, mainly the word “anniversary”.

Drake felt JJ suddenly stiffen and pull away from him, turning and looking at him. “You forgot?” JJ asked his face already clouding over with anger and something else. “I thought you said you would think about it?” JJ asked looking angrier by the second.

Drake took one look at JJ's face and knew he was in deep, deep trouble. 'Aw shit.' Drake thought as he saw that telltale tick in JJ's jaw that left no doubt JJ was furious. “I was, I am.” Drake said trying to sound sincere and failing miserably, while trying to figure out how the hell to salvage the sinking ship that was their romantic evening.

“Riiight.” JJ said sarcastically. “You think I'm a idiot don't you, about this party. The flaming homo wants to show everyone the straight boyfriend he landed and rub their noses in it, huh?” JJ began to rant.

“JJ-” Drake tried.

“All I hoped for was for you to think about it. Did you think that if you patronized me and waited me out the gay boy would either come to his senses or time would just run out? Is that it Drake?!!”

“No! JJ-” Drake did his best to try and get a word in edgewise, but when JJ went off on one of his rants, it was almost impossible.

“Well do what you want. Take your candles and flowers and champagne and even your stupid strawberries and...and GO TO HELL!!!” With that JJ shoved the glass he was holding into Drake's unoccupied hand, got out of the tub and stormed out, snatching up a towel on his way out and leaving a trail of water as he headed toward the bedroom.

“JJ!” Drake yelled, but he was already gone.


'What on earth was that about?' wondered Drake, it couldn't just be about the party. JJ seemed a little too upset. Drake placed the still full champagne glasses down and got out of the tub. Disregarding grabbing anything to cover himself, he marched into the bedroom, ready to do battle. He had no intention of letting all his hard and painful work go to waste. He would be damned if that would happen!


As soon as he entered the bedroom Drake suddenly felt himself being smothered by another human being and kissed senseless. Drake's body automatically responded before his mind balked in confusion at the quick turn around of events. Drake was never on to turn down an open invitation, but this one he had to decline and find out what the hell was really going on with JJ.


“JJ?” Drake said gently pulling said man off of him.

“I'm sorry.” JJ said in a rush, unable to look at Drake, which Drake didn't like one bit. JJ had always been able to look him straight in the eye, from the day they were partnered.

“Come here.” Drake said grabbing JJ by the wrist and dragging him towards the bed.

“DRA-AKE!” JJ yelped as he felt himself being thrown onto the bed.

Kneeling over JJ and pinning his hands on either side of his head, Drake had no intention of letting him up until he spilled the beans. “Now talk.” Drake demanded.

“What?” JJ asked, seemingly confused.

“Don't “what” me. First you flip out on me; the crap that came out of your mouth was unbelievable, and now you’re apologizing. You're either bi-polar or something is seriously wrong. So talk.” Drake demanded once again.

“Drake stop being crazy and let me up. I really am sorry. I know I promised I wouldn't get my hopes up, but I nearly ruined everything you did and I'm sorry.” JJ stated, still not making eye contact.

“Not gonna talk? Alright.” Drake said absolutely disregarding all that JJ had just said. Drake knew there was a spot on JJ's neck, near his pulse point, that was very susceptible and not just to pleasure. Slowly Drake leaned forward.

“Drake?” JJ questioned as he watched Drake come forward, wondering what he was up to now. Suddenly he felt Drake clamp down on his neck and a sharp pain shoot down his shoulder and chest as Drake bore down. “OWWW!!!”

“ 'alk.” Drake ordered around his mouthful.

“Huh?”

“ 'alk!” Drake said increasing pressure.

“OWWW! OW! OW! OW!” JJ yelped, feeling his muscles quiver and twitch at the pain.

“ 'ALK!!!

“Drake-” JJ began, but when he felt Drake bear down again, he decided it would be a good idea to give in to his demands. ”OKAY! OKAY!” he shouted.

Releasing JJ, Drake sat up. He knew what he had just done was pretty juvenile, but it worked, he hoped. “Good. Now what was all that “homo”, “gay boy”, “straight boyfriend” shit all about in there?” Drake asked as he let JJ up, sitting off to the side.

Sitting up JJ rubbed his neck and wrists, obviously buying time which worried Drake all the more.

“I was just upset, that's all.” JJ answered.

“Bullshit.” Drake deadpanned. “There are many places on your anatomy that are way more sensitive than your neck, so I suggest you talk. Remember I grew up with two sadistic older brothers, they taught me well.” Drake said looking at JJ, a small menacing smirk playing across his mouth.

“Stop kidding around okay. I overreacted.”

“JJ.”

“Drake. Come on.” JJ said inching away.

“JJ. One.”

“Drake. This is childish.”

“Two.” Drake continued.

“Dra-!”

“THREE!!”

“WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!” JJ exploded.

“THE TRUTH!! Drake shouted back. “The truth.” He said softer as he saw JJ bring his knees up to his chest and wrapping his arms around them. Drake knew that position. JJ only sat like that when he was really upset and stressed. Drake had once asked him about it and JJ said it was a hold over from when he was a kid. When his mom used to comfort him, she would bundle him up into her lap and he would curl his legs up and she would sing to him. 'Kids could be really cruel if you looked different.' he remembered JJ saying.

“The truth?” JJ murmured. Staring off blankly, then slowly bringing his azure gaze to lock with Drake's gray worry filled ones. 'God he loved him.' JJ thought, his heart cramping in his chest at the thought of loosing him. Drake deserved the truth and let the chips fall where they may.

“Yes JJ, the truth.” Drake encouraged.

“The truth is you've never been with a man before me. You've always dated women exclusively.......and one day you may again.” JJ said eyes unwaivering, begging for Drake to understand.

JJ saw the confusion play across Drake's face before that sharp detectives mind of his latched on to what JJ was saying.

“Jemmy, you don't think-”

“It could happen.” JJ said getting off the bed, rubbing his writs nervously. “One day it could happen.” JJ said as he began to pace adjusting the towel he had hastily thrown on.

Drake watched in stunned silence as JJ paced, digesting what he's just heard and listening to JJ ramble anxiously.

“You'd probably be married now if Marissa hadn't broken up with you. Maybe even have a kid, which will never happen now. You'll eventually realize what you really want and....and.....” JJ stated with his back to Drake, his thoughts freezing him in place, ending his nervous pacing. “....and leave.” JJ finished silently.

JJ abruptly felt himself being twirled around, coming face to face with Drake.

“You're an idiot. You know what I think? This party was kinda like insurance wasn't it? The fact that I was hesitating was proving out that little twisted theory of yours, right?” Drake asked, getting confirmation from the look on JJ's face. “You're a smart detective Jemmy. You of all people should know that a party could never be insurance for anything. If I ever decide to do something as boneheaded as to leave you. … there honestly wouldn't be a damned thing you could do about it, short of shooting me. Do me a favor, if anymore ideas this stupid ever creep into your head again, please talk to me instead of torturing yourself.” Drake said conking JJ soundly on the head with his fist. “Okay?”

“Okay.” JJ agreed meekly, before he felt the towel he was wearing yanked away and then being kissed like there was no tomorrow. Every inch of Drake's toned body was being pressed flush against his, setting his senses on fire, before he felt Drake break the kiss.

“I love you JJ and I do believe that you would have to shoot me to get rid of me. It took me too long to come to my senses and realize that I wanted and needed you.” Drake said as he guided his hands down JJ's back, over smooth delicate skin until he reached his goal.


Taking a firm hold of JJ's butt, Drake lifted him up, JJ automatically wrapping his legs around Drake's waist. Reminiscent of their first night together. “This seems familiar.” JJ stated smiling down at Drake.

“I love you JJ, don't EVER scare me like that again.”

“I won't.” JJ said, leaning down to capture Drake's lips in a sweet kiss as he was already being carried back into the bathroom to continue their evening from where it left off.