Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Strings Attached ❯ Part 1: Thoughts On A Kiss ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Nova Starlight 
Anime/Manga: Fake Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.22.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 337 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Fake Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.22.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 337 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own FAKE or any of its characters I simply write these stories for my own enjoyment and hopefully the enjoyment of others. This story contains sex scenes between two male characters, you have been warned.
Strings Attached
By: Nova Starlight
Prologue: Thoughts on A Kiss
JJ could not believe what he had just done. What in the world had he been thinking?! He took a deep breath and stopped right there on the stairs that led to the roof. He glanced back quickly to see if Drake was following him and when he saw the stairwell empty, breathed a quick sigh of relief. JJ turned and continued down the steps back toward the office and tried to look calm and natural. Although he managed to control his outward appearance on the inside his mind was a flurry of activity. The thoughts, “Why did I kiss Drake?” and “Why is this affecting me so much?” were on repeat in his brain and he could not think of anything else. When he made it back into the office he shared with Drake, he shrugged off his jacket and sank into the chair. He looked at the open folders on his desk; evidence photos and reports. He scanned through them all without really seeing them, almost as if he were looking through them to the door of the office and waiting for Drake to enter.
With a sigh he put the folders down and looked out the window behind him. He hoped he had not freaked Drake out with that kiss. What on Earth had possessed him? Was it simply all the talk around the office of Dee and Ryo moving in together? He chuckled to himself recalling Ted teasing Dee about him being a boring, old, married man. He meant it when he had told Drake that he now knew that nothing would have ever come between Dee and Ryo, but how did he feel about that fact? The click of the door to the office snapped him from his reverie and he felt himself tense up but he did not turn around. He knew what he needed to do; play it cool, act like the damn kiss had never happened, and hope to Hell that Drake did not feel the need to bring it up and discuss it. When he finally turned around he saw Drake sitting in his chair and looking through the same evidence photos he had just tossed aside. JJ noticed how tense and nervous he looked and knew at that moment that Drake was too keyed up to ever mention that kiss again. He could not stop the small smile that came on his face. He knew at that moment that all he needed to do was go back to being his bright and cheery, normal JJ, self and all would be forgotten.
He sat on the corner of Drake’s desk, with a smile still on his face, and asked, “So, have they finished cataloguing the evidence in the Henderson case?” He noticed that Drake seemed to breathe a heavy sigh of relief before he responded.
“Yeah, CSU said we could go down and take a look through everything anytime we wanted.”
“Okay, partner I guess we better go down and have a look.” Then he hopped off the desk and headed out the door.
As Drake followed JJ down to the evidence room he could not stop his brain from replaying that kiss on the roof. He tried to shake it off and force himself to think about something else, anything else, but it just did not work. He found himself staring at JJ; from the moment when he had walked into their office and saw him staring out the window, even now as they were making their way to the basement where the evidence in their current case was being stored. Unlike Drake, JJ seemed to not have a care or concern in the world. However, Drake knew better than anyone that it was a facade that JJ created so that no one would know just how hurt he really was by Dee. “Maybe that kiss was just part of it,” Drake thought to himself. “Maybe it was just a way for him to get me off the subject of break ups and heartbreak because he did not want to talk about it.” Drake felt reassured and decided that he would let it go, there was no need to bring it up, it obviously meant nothing to JJ. Although he should have been more relieved by the fact that the kiss was just a distraction, he could not help but feel a little hurt. At that moment they arrived at the evidence room and JJ entered ahead of him. He took a deep breath and resolved that if it was the last thing he did, he would put that kiss out of his head.
As the next few days passed, Drake and JJ both found themselves buried in work and everything seemed back to normal. Though they both seemed unaffected on the outside Drake and JJ found themselves seeing things differently after their kiss. Drake noticed that he subconsciously watched for Dee and Ryo and found ways to have himself and JJ be somewhere else. His reasoning to himself was that he was just trying to spare JJ some heartbreak by having to see the pair together any more than was necessary. He also noticed that if JJ seemed down he would go out of his way to cheer him up. It was simple things that seemed to have the most effect, like, buying him one of those expensive lattes. Unfortunately, what always cheered Drake up did not seem possible anymore. He remembered back when he and Dee had been single, the two of them would hit the local bars and drink to de-stress from work. Now, Dee had a settled down life with Ryo, and he was still alone. As his mind wandered he found his gaze drawn to JJ where he was typing away at a report at the desk just across from him. He noticed the way JJ chewed at his lips as he typed the report and flipped through the small notebook he always carried for his notes. As he watched him work he did not realize that his gaze had been noticed.
JJ typed away and used all of his willpower to keep from looking over at Drake. Through his peripheral vision he had noticed that Drake was watching him and it was making him more and more nervous with every passing second. Of course, most of his nerves were not just from Drake watching him at this moment but thinking of Drake made him remember the strange way his daydreams had changed. JJ had always had his little daydreams throughout the day, mostly about Dee. Anytime that anyone had noticed him looking off into the distance and not being a part of the conversation around him, he was most likely fantasizing about Dee. These little flights of fantasy ranged from the innocent kisses and embraces to downright raunchy visions of the two of them making love. However, since his kiss with Drake he found that Drake’s image had replaced Dee in all of these little fantasies and it was making him feel strange.
JJ could feel beads of sweat forming on the back of his neck and a blush rising to his cheeks. Just as he was about to snap and ask Drake what he was staring at, Dee burst into their office with Ryo trailing behind. “Hey Boys! Are we being good little worker bees in here?”
Drake smiled and leaned back in his chair as he responded, “You know a little work wouldn’t kill you Dee.”
Ryo smiled and said, “You are wasting your breath Drake. This one doesn’t know the meaning of work.”
Dee pretended to look offended and turned to Ryo to say, “Oh but Baby, you are so much better at that boring paperwork than I am.”
As Dee said it Drake’s eyes were on JJ gauging his response. He saw the smile leave his face for a second before it was back, but there was something wrong. JJ’s smile when he was truly happy went from ear to ear and was so bright that it would blind you. This smile was a dim impersonation that seemed forcibly plastered on his face for effect. At that moment Drake felt so sorry for JJ that he wanted to do anything to get his normal smile back on his face.
“What are you two doing in here anyway?” Drake asked, with a little more bitterness than he had intended.
“Umm…” Dee and Ryo looked at each other caught off guard by his question. “Well, we were going to hit a bar after work, wanted to know if the two of you would like to come with us?”
Drake looked at JJ quickly and then said, “Nah, I think I’m going to enjoy an evening in tonight.”
“Aw come on man, How long has it been since you two sad-sacks had some fun?” Dee urged. “I have been dying to go out for a beer and shoot some pool!”
Drake looked over at JJ again and could tell from his face that JJ would go, maybe even a small part of JJ wanted to go, but it would not be a very good idea if he did. It was at that moment that he came up with an idea of how to cheer up JJ. He turned to Dee and said, “As much as I would love to see Ryo beat you in a game of pool; I am going to be spending my evening in with someone more fun than you.”
Dee’s face broke out in a grin and he nudged Drake. “Why you sly dog you! When were you going to tell me you found someone else?”
“Probably when we broke up,” Drake replied with a laugh.
Ryo turned to leave and as Dee followed behind he paused at the door and turned to ask, “Hey JJ do you want to come with us tonight?”
Everyone but Dee seemed stunned that he had asked the question and it took all Drake had to hold his surprise inside. He wanted to smack his friend and co-worker more than he ever had before. What in the world had possessed him to ask; was Dee really that uncaring or oblivious? Thankfully within a second JJ responded, “Sorry, I think I’m going to head home early tonight.” Dee simply nodded and headed out after Ryo.
“So…” JJ began, “Who is this mystery woman you’re seeing tonight?”
“Well, I was hoping it would be you,” Drake answered with a smile. Seeing JJ’s surprised look he added, “Look, why don’t we go out and have a few beers so we can bitch about work and relax.”
“If you wanted to do that you could have gone with Dee and Ryo.”
“I know…,” Drake sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “I kind of wanted to hang out with you.”
JJ did not think that anything, except maybe kissing Drake, could have ever surprised him more. Drake was asking him to go hang out, just the two of them. He had ditched Dee and Ryo for him. JJ knew he probably looked as dumbfounded as he was, and unable to respond.
“If you really wanted to turn in early tonight,” Drake started. “We don’-”
“No!” JJ cut in. “I mean I was just a little surprised. Where are we going?”
Drake found himself smiling again as he looked at JJ. He could see the true happiness in JJ’s smile and in his face. “There is a pub close to my apartment. It’s a small place but we won’t run into Dee and Ryo.”
“Sounds great!”
Drake left the office, presumably to go to the roof and have a smoke and JJ could not wait for the day to be over.
A few hours later, Drake and JJ walked into the small bar that was in the same block as Drake’s apartment building and JJ watched as Drake was greeted like a regular. He found himself being introduced to the old man behind the bar and a few sitting on the bar stools before they made their way to a small booth and had a seat. “I take it, it isn’t your first time here,” JJ suggested sarcastically.
“Uh…well I have been coming here since I got my current apartment a few years back,” he replied. Then he shrugged off his jacket and stood up. “Let me get us some beers,” as he turned to head to the bar he turned back and asked, “is beer fine for you?”
“Yeah, a beer would be great,” he answered. While Drake was at the bar getting their drinks, JJ surveyed the room, taking in the surroundings. He noticed all the advertisements for various beers hanging on the wall that had probably been there since before he was born. He also noticed the jukebox against the wall that was all lit up, but silent. He stood up and removed his jacket. He looked over to the bar again and saw Drake making conversation with the bartender, so he made his way over to the jukebox and began to browse the catalog. He quickly realized that this jukebox was a classic filled with records and mostly songs he had never heard of before. He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he did not hear Drake come up behind him.
“Find anything good?” Drake asked as he passed JJ a beer.
“Uh…not sure,” JJ replied. “Most of this is stuff I have never heard before.”
Drake smiled and reached into his pocket. He produced a few quarters and popped them into the machine and selected a few songs. As the first one began to play JJ realized that it was a slow love ballad and he felt the familiar punch into his gut. His response must have shown on his face because Drake’s smile disappeared and he led him back to the booth. As they both took their seats JJ took a big swig from the beer bottle in his hand and looked back at the jukebox. “I’m sorry,” Drake mumbled.
JJ’s eyes snapped back to Drake, but he remained silent for a moment before responding, “You have nothing to be sorry about, unless you keep acting like I’m so breakable.” JJ watched Drake’s face and could tell he had been surprised by JJ’s response.
Instead of looking ashamed, he simply shrugged and took another swig of his beer, before saying, “Fair enough.”
From that moment on the tension between the pair was gone and they found themselves drinking one beer after another as they discussed work, their cases, their coworkers and JJ himself was the one to bring up Dee and Ryo. Drake shared stories about going out to bars with Dee after they started working together. “I have to admit, it was pretty interesting to see him hitting on a girl one night and some guy the next,” Drake revealed.
“I’m sure it was,” JJ commented. As he went to take another drink he found his beer empty.
Drake laughed and asked, “Do you want another?”
“Not from me!” They heard from the bartender. “I’m closing up and kicking you two out.”
Drake looked at his watch with a confused look on his face; that turned to one of surprise when he saw the time. “Wow, have we really been talking that long?”
JJ started to stand up and found his head was a little fuzzy. He was definitely buzzed but not too smashed to get himself home. He looked over at Drake and saw that he was a little more unsteady on his feet as he grabbed his coat. As he watched Drake, he found himself admiring the man in front of him, his lean physique, the way he ran his whole hand through his hair, and the way he smiled at him. Drake made his way to the bar to settle the tab and JJ waited for him outside.
When Drake appeared behind him, he still had a goofy smile on his face. “Hey JJ, I know its late, but my place is close by if you don’t want to go home yet.”
JJ had to admit he was a little surprised by the offer but without thinking he accepted and found himself following Drake down the block to his apartment. Through his fuzzy brain he felt little warning signals going off, telling him that this was a bad idea. He should have just accepted Drake’s kindness and friendship and gone home to sleep off this buzz, but he pushed those warnings to the side. He was having fun and feeling good; he was in no rush to return home to his empty apartment.
When they entered the small apartment JJ was struck by how neat the place looked. It was a small studio apartment but instead of looking over-crowded and unorganized everything seemed in its place. “Nice place,” he commented as he removed his coat.
Drake shrugged and reached his hand for JJ’s coat. “It’s small but its all the space I need.” He stood in the middle of the room unsure of where he should sit. There was a small sofa facing the television but he found himself drawn to Drake’s bed. He quickly took a seat on the sofa and tried to appear as casual as possible as Drake returned from the small kitchen area with two more beers in his hand.
As the pair sat on the small sofa their thighs were pressed up against each other and JJ began to feel nervous. His heart was pounding and he was confused as to what was going on with him. He was getting all worked up over Drake, good old Drake Parker, the goofball that he worked with, but he was seeing him like he was someone new. As Drake began to talk again, JJ found himself relaxing again and it was like they were at the bar again. Although they started talking again, JJ could not stop feeling every little tingle and jolt that ran through their arms and legs as they touched. He looked up and saw that Drake was laying back onto his side of the sofa and looking at JJ with a seductive smile on his face, and at that moment JJ stopped fighting and quickly moved himself onto Drake and kissed him with all the sexual energy he had been suppressing.
From the moment their lips touched it was like he was engulfed in warmth and sensation coursing through his body. JJ slid his leg over Drake’s lap and straddled his hips. Unbidden his body and his hips began to move rubbing against Drake’s crotch creating friction and making him wilder and wilder. He was not sure what Drake thought of all this but he found that his lips were responsive beneath his own. Though he seemed as if he was not in control of himself, JJ was waiting for Drake’s sign of resistance. As JJ felt his hands work their way up Drake’s arms and then into his hair, the only response he received was a low, husky, groan from Drake that JJ felt rumble through their kiss. He could feel the adrenaline and endorphins kick in and tried to increase the pressure of their kiss, but Drake seemed to have been pulled from the haze.
Drake’s mind had been blissfully blank as JJ kissed him, only feeling the sensation of soft lips against his own. When he had heard that pleading, needing, groan from his own throat he was shocked. Within a second his eyes had flown open to see JJ, there on his lap, grinding himself against him. His hands raised from his sides and pushed at JJ’s chest.
As their kiss broke and JJ landed on the floor in front of the sofa, they were both panting. “What?” was all JJ managed to get out as he looked up at Drake. Drake found his gaze moving over JJ, his disheveled clothes and hair, his swollen lips, and felt his mouth go dry.
“What!?” he gasped. “We have just been making out like horny teenagers, and all you can say is ‘What?’.” Drake stood up and held out his hand for JJ to help him up. What the Hell had come over them? First that kiss on the roof and now this. He expected that once JJ was standing that he would apologize, or shrug it off and leave, but he never expected that once they were standing there, facing each other again that JJ’s lips found his once again.
Within a second the same urgency that he had just pushed back had resurfaced and his lips responded to JJ’s passionate kiss. His hands grabbed JJ’s hips and pulled their bodies together, so that there was nothing but their clothes between them. As Drake’s instincts took over and his body was a whirlwind of thoughts and sensations, JJ took control and began to back up to the bed.
As JJ felt the mattress against the back of his legs he allowed himself to fall back and pulled Drake down on top of him.
Drake was on all fours, hovering over JJ. He pulled back and looked into JJ’s eyes and asked, “What are we doing?”
JJ lifted his head, closing the distance between them. His mind searched for the best answer to his question. With an obvious drop in his voice he answered, “It’s just sex. It doesn’t have to mean anything Drake.” His hands made their way to the growing bulge in Drake’s pants and stroked him for effect. “I need this, and I think you do too.” Then he kissed Drake and as his lips parted he slipped his tongue inside and dueled it with Drake’s and as he felt Drake’s control slip away, he became empowered. This was what he needed to feel another man’s body against his own; the heat and passion. It was in that moment that he knew what he needed to do, he needed to keep Drake focused on the sensation and not on what he was doing. When their kiss ended so they could gasp for air, JJ did not allow for a long pause before he pulled Drake back to him for more.
His fingers made their way to the buttons of his own shirt, which was quickly removed and tossed to the side. As he began to work on Drake’s shirt he found that he was unable to focus, as their bodies moved together on the bed, he became more and more urgent. With an almost feral growl he pulled Drake’s shirt and the buttons popped off in flash. As their hips rubbed together he felt the heat from Drake against the heat from his own aching body and wanted more than ever to be skin to skin.
As he ran his hands over Drake, he slid away the remnants of Drake’s shirt and felt the lean, muscular body under his fingers. He scanned the area quickly and noticed a bedside table. He moved back on the bed, reaching out for the nightstand, hoping to find condoms and maybe some lube in the drawer. Suddenly, Drake broke their kiss and before JJ could panic, he saw that he was just unzipping his pants. As he watched him remove his pants he felt his need grow stronger. What had come over him, he had never wanted anyone this bad. He stood up and removed his own pants and underwear and as he stood there facing Drake, there were no words between them, he simply pushed Drake back on to the bed and crawled on all fours over him.
As their eyes met, JJ kissed him again as he reached for the table and opened the door. His eyes cast a furtive glance to the side and saw an individual condom sitting in the drawer and what looked like a small bottle of lubricant. At that moment JJ thanked the gods of fortune and moved his throbbing member against Drake’s in an effort to convey his urgency. He grabbed the condom and brought the wrapper to his mouth and tore away at the foil with his teeth. He stroked Drake as he slid the condom on to him and was pleased to hear the way he gasped and moaned in response.
Drake had to admit that the whole experience seemed surreal, like an odd wet dream. He felt as if he were outside of his own body watching JJ touch him, kiss him, and stroke him. He could feel the body heat between them and was drunk on the feeling. There had been no words between them for what seemed like hours but in reality had probably only been a few minutes. He was surprised when he heard JJ speak, “Let me move onto you,” he breathed. His voice was barely above a whisper. “I’ll tell you when you can move.” JJ looked at him, waiting for acknowledgment and all he could do was nod.
He watched as JJ lowered himself down slowly, and he could feel the tightness, heat, and pressure. He threw his head back into his pillow and stared up at the ceiling, trying to hold back his urge to thrust into that hot warmth. He felt every slow, subtle movement as he and JJ became one and the pleasure was intense. As JJ’s body came to rest on Drake’s he could swear he was seeing spots in front of his eyes. JJ looked down at Drake and saw the way he was clenching his fist, staring with a blank gaze at the ceiling above them.
Though there was still a small presence of pain as he had moved onto Drake, he could not suppress his urge to continue moving and really let go. As he rose up slowly and then moved back down he could hear the almost painful groan from Drake. He leaned forward and kissed him before whispering, “I’m ready for you.”
With that one comment, Drake’s tenuous control snapped and he grabbed JJ’s hips. He began to thrust upward with his hips, slow but forcefully, into JJ. He was overcome with urges and the intensity and could no longer hold back. With every thrust he could hear the moans of pleasure from JJ and they only spurred him on. He could not think of anything else but getting more, feeling more, and reaching his release. He saw JJ reach down and begin to touch himself as Drake moved inside of him and as he reached his climax, Drake could no longer hold back his own.
Drake fell back onto the bed, drained from what they had shared and within moments felt his eyes closing as he slipped into an exhausted sleep.
To Be Continued…
Author’s Notes: This is my first every FAKE fanfic and I am hoping that it is well received.
Strings Attached
By: Nova Starlight
Prologue: Thoughts on A Kiss
JJ could not believe what he had just done. What in the world had he been thinking?! He took a deep breath and stopped right there on the stairs that led to the roof. He glanced back quickly to see if Drake was following him and when he saw the stairwell empty, breathed a quick sigh of relief. JJ turned and continued down the steps back toward the office and tried to look calm and natural. Although he managed to control his outward appearance on the inside his mind was a flurry of activity. The thoughts, “Why did I kiss Drake?” and “Why is this affecting me so much?” were on repeat in his brain and he could not think of anything else. When he made it back into the office he shared with Drake, he shrugged off his jacket and sank into the chair. He looked at the open folders on his desk; evidence photos and reports. He scanned through them all without really seeing them, almost as if he were looking through them to the door of the office and waiting for Drake to enter.
With a sigh he put the folders down and looked out the window behind him. He hoped he had not freaked Drake out with that kiss. What on Earth had possessed him? Was it simply all the talk around the office of Dee and Ryo moving in together? He chuckled to himself recalling Ted teasing Dee about him being a boring, old, married man. He meant it when he had told Drake that he now knew that nothing would have ever come between Dee and Ryo, but how did he feel about that fact? The click of the door to the office snapped him from his reverie and he felt himself tense up but he did not turn around. He knew what he needed to do; play it cool, act like the damn kiss had never happened, and hope to Hell that Drake did not feel the need to bring it up and discuss it. When he finally turned around he saw Drake sitting in his chair and looking through the same evidence photos he had just tossed aside. JJ noticed how tense and nervous he looked and knew at that moment that Drake was too keyed up to ever mention that kiss again. He could not stop the small smile that came on his face. He knew at that moment that all he needed to do was go back to being his bright and cheery, normal JJ, self and all would be forgotten.
He sat on the corner of Drake’s desk, with a smile still on his face, and asked, “So, have they finished cataloguing the evidence in the Henderson case?” He noticed that Drake seemed to breathe a heavy sigh of relief before he responded.
“Yeah, CSU said we could go down and take a look through everything anytime we wanted.”
“Okay, partner I guess we better go down and have a look.” Then he hopped off the desk and headed out the door.
As Drake followed JJ down to the evidence room he could not stop his brain from replaying that kiss on the roof. He tried to shake it off and force himself to think about something else, anything else, but it just did not work. He found himself staring at JJ; from the moment when he had walked into their office and saw him staring out the window, even now as they were making their way to the basement where the evidence in their current case was being stored. Unlike Drake, JJ seemed to not have a care or concern in the world. However, Drake knew better than anyone that it was a facade that JJ created so that no one would know just how hurt he really was by Dee. “Maybe that kiss was just part of it,” Drake thought to himself. “Maybe it was just a way for him to get me off the subject of break ups and heartbreak because he did not want to talk about it.” Drake felt reassured and decided that he would let it go, there was no need to bring it up, it obviously meant nothing to JJ. Although he should have been more relieved by the fact that the kiss was just a distraction, he could not help but feel a little hurt. At that moment they arrived at the evidence room and JJ entered ahead of him. He took a deep breath and resolved that if it was the last thing he did, he would put that kiss out of his head.
As the next few days passed, Drake and JJ both found themselves buried in work and everything seemed back to normal. Though they both seemed unaffected on the outside Drake and JJ found themselves seeing things differently after their kiss. Drake noticed that he subconsciously watched for Dee and Ryo and found ways to have himself and JJ be somewhere else. His reasoning to himself was that he was just trying to spare JJ some heartbreak by having to see the pair together any more than was necessary. He also noticed that if JJ seemed down he would go out of his way to cheer him up. It was simple things that seemed to have the most effect, like, buying him one of those expensive lattes. Unfortunately, what always cheered Drake up did not seem possible anymore. He remembered back when he and Dee had been single, the two of them would hit the local bars and drink to de-stress from work. Now, Dee had a settled down life with Ryo, and he was still alone. As his mind wandered he found his gaze drawn to JJ where he was typing away at a report at the desk just across from him. He noticed the way JJ chewed at his lips as he typed the report and flipped through the small notebook he always carried for his notes. As he watched him work he did not realize that his gaze had been noticed.
JJ typed away and used all of his willpower to keep from looking over at Drake. Through his peripheral vision he had noticed that Drake was watching him and it was making him more and more nervous with every passing second. Of course, most of his nerves were not just from Drake watching him at this moment but thinking of Drake made him remember the strange way his daydreams had changed. JJ had always had his little daydreams throughout the day, mostly about Dee. Anytime that anyone had noticed him looking off into the distance and not being a part of the conversation around him, he was most likely fantasizing about Dee. These little flights of fantasy ranged from the innocent kisses and embraces to downright raunchy visions of the two of them making love. However, since his kiss with Drake he found that Drake’s image had replaced Dee in all of these little fantasies and it was making him feel strange.
JJ could feel beads of sweat forming on the back of his neck and a blush rising to his cheeks. Just as he was about to snap and ask Drake what he was staring at, Dee burst into their office with Ryo trailing behind. “Hey Boys! Are we being good little worker bees in here?”
Drake smiled and leaned back in his chair as he responded, “You know a little work wouldn’t kill you Dee.”
Ryo smiled and said, “You are wasting your breath Drake. This one doesn’t know the meaning of work.”
Dee pretended to look offended and turned to Ryo to say, “Oh but Baby, you are so much better at that boring paperwork than I am.”
As Dee said it Drake’s eyes were on JJ gauging his response. He saw the smile leave his face for a second before it was back, but there was something wrong. JJ’s smile when he was truly happy went from ear to ear and was so bright that it would blind you. This smile was a dim impersonation that seemed forcibly plastered on his face for effect. At that moment Drake felt so sorry for JJ that he wanted to do anything to get his normal smile back on his face.
“What are you two doing in here anyway?” Drake asked, with a little more bitterness than he had intended.
“Umm…” Dee and Ryo looked at each other caught off guard by his question. “Well, we were going to hit a bar after work, wanted to know if the two of you would like to come with us?”
Drake looked at JJ quickly and then said, “Nah, I think I’m going to enjoy an evening in tonight.”
“Aw come on man, How long has it been since you two sad-sacks had some fun?” Dee urged. “I have been dying to go out for a beer and shoot some pool!”
Drake looked over at JJ again and could tell from his face that JJ would go, maybe even a small part of JJ wanted to go, but it would not be a very good idea if he did. It was at that moment that he came up with an idea of how to cheer up JJ. He turned to Dee and said, “As much as I would love to see Ryo beat you in a game of pool; I am going to be spending my evening in with someone more fun than you.”
Dee’s face broke out in a grin and he nudged Drake. “Why you sly dog you! When were you going to tell me you found someone else?”
“Probably when we broke up,” Drake replied with a laugh.
Ryo turned to leave and as Dee followed behind he paused at the door and turned to ask, “Hey JJ do you want to come with us tonight?”
Everyone but Dee seemed stunned that he had asked the question and it took all Drake had to hold his surprise inside. He wanted to smack his friend and co-worker more than he ever had before. What in the world had possessed him to ask; was Dee really that uncaring or oblivious? Thankfully within a second JJ responded, “Sorry, I think I’m going to head home early tonight.” Dee simply nodded and headed out after Ryo.
“So…” JJ began, “Who is this mystery woman you’re seeing tonight?”
“Well, I was hoping it would be you,” Drake answered with a smile. Seeing JJ’s surprised look he added, “Look, why don’t we go out and have a few beers so we can bitch about work and relax.”
“If you wanted to do that you could have gone with Dee and Ryo.”
“I know…,” Drake sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “I kind of wanted to hang out with you.”
JJ did not think that anything, except maybe kissing Drake, could have ever surprised him more. Drake was asking him to go hang out, just the two of them. He had ditched Dee and Ryo for him. JJ knew he probably looked as dumbfounded as he was, and unable to respond.
“If you really wanted to turn in early tonight,” Drake started. “We don’-”
“No!” JJ cut in. “I mean I was just a little surprised. Where are we going?”
Drake found himself smiling again as he looked at JJ. He could see the true happiness in JJ’s smile and in his face. “There is a pub close to my apartment. It’s a small place but we won’t run into Dee and Ryo.”
“Sounds great!”
Drake left the office, presumably to go to the roof and have a smoke and JJ could not wait for the day to be over.
A few hours later, Drake and JJ walked into the small bar that was in the same block as Drake’s apartment building and JJ watched as Drake was greeted like a regular. He found himself being introduced to the old man behind the bar and a few sitting on the bar stools before they made their way to a small booth and had a seat. “I take it, it isn’t your first time here,” JJ suggested sarcastically.
“Uh…well I have been coming here since I got my current apartment a few years back,” he replied. Then he shrugged off his jacket and stood up. “Let me get us some beers,” as he turned to head to the bar he turned back and asked, “is beer fine for you?”
“Yeah, a beer would be great,” he answered. While Drake was at the bar getting their drinks, JJ surveyed the room, taking in the surroundings. He noticed all the advertisements for various beers hanging on the wall that had probably been there since before he was born. He also noticed the jukebox against the wall that was all lit up, but silent. He stood up and removed his jacket. He looked over to the bar again and saw Drake making conversation with the bartender, so he made his way over to the jukebox and began to browse the catalog. He quickly realized that this jukebox was a classic filled with records and mostly songs he had never heard of before. He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he did not hear Drake come up behind him.
“Find anything good?” Drake asked as he passed JJ a beer.
“Uh…not sure,” JJ replied. “Most of this is stuff I have never heard before.”
Drake smiled and reached into his pocket. He produced a few quarters and popped them into the machine and selected a few songs. As the first one began to play JJ realized that it was a slow love ballad and he felt the familiar punch into his gut. His response must have shown on his face because Drake’s smile disappeared and he led him back to the booth. As they both took their seats JJ took a big swig from the beer bottle in his hand and looked back at the jukebox. “I’m sorry,” Drake mumbled.
JJ’s eyes snapped back to Drake, but he remained silent for a moment before responding, “You have nothing to be sorry about, unless you keep acting like I’m so breakable.” JJ watched Drake’s face and could tell he had been surprised by JJ’s response.
Instead of looking ashamed, he simply shrugged and took another swig of his beer, before saying, “Fair enough.”
From that moment on the tension between the pair was gone and they found themselves drinking one beer after another as they discussed work, their cases, their coworkers and JJ himself was the one to bring up Dee and Ryo. Drake shared stories about going out to bars with Dee after they started working together. “I have to admit, it was pretty interesting to see him hitting on a girl one night and some guy the next,” Drake revealed.
“I’m sure it was,” JJ commented. As he went to take another drink he found his beer empty.
Drake laughed and asked, “Do you want another?”
“Not from me!” They heard from the bartender. “I’m closing up and kicking you two out.”
Drake looked at his watch with a confused look on his face; that turned to one of surprise when he saw the time. “Wow, have we really been talking that long?”
JJ started to stand up and found his head was a little fuzzy. He was definitely buzzed but not too smashed to get himself home. He looked over at Drake and saw that he was a little more unsteady on his feet as he grabbed his coat. As he watched Drake, he found himself admiring the man in front of him, his lean physique, the way he ran his whole hand through his hair, and the way he smiled at him. Drake made his way to the bar to settle the tab and JJ waited for him outside.
When Drake appeared behind him, he still had a goofy smile on his face. “Hey JJ, I know its late, but my place is close by if you don’t want to go home yet.”
JJ had to admit he was a little surprised by the offer but without thinking he accepted and found himself following Drake down the block to his apartment. Through his fuzzy brain he felt little warning signals going off, telling him that this was a bad idea. He should have just accepted Drake’s kindness and friendship and gone home to sleep off this buzz, but he pushed those warnings to the side. He was having fun and feeling good; he was in no rush to return home to his empty apartment.
When they entered the small apartment JJ was struck by how neat the place looked. It was a small studio apartment but instead of looking over-crowded and unorganized everything seemed in its place. “Nice place,” he commented as he removed his coat.
Drake shrugged and reached his hand for JJ’s coat. “It’s small but its all the space I need.” He stood in the middle of the room unsure of where he should sit. There was a small sofa facing the television but he found himself drawn to Drake’s bed. He quickly took a seat on the sofa and tried to appear as casual as possible as Drake returned from the small kitchen area with two more beers in his hand.
As the pair sat on the small sofa their thighs were pressed up against each other and JJ began to feel nervous. His heart was pounding and he was confused as to what was going on with him. He was getting all worked up over Drake, good old Drake Parker, the goofball that he worked with, but he was seeing him like he was someone new. As Drake began to talk again, JJ found himself relaxing again and it was like they were at the bar again. Although they started talking again, JJ could not stop feeling every little tingle and jolt that ran through their arms and legs as they touched. He looked up and saw that Drake was laying back onto his side of the sofa and looking at JJ with a seductive smile on his face, and at that moment JJ stopped fighting and quickly moved himself onto Drake and kissed him with all the sexual energy he had been suppressing.
From the moment their lips touched it was like he was engulfed in warmth and sensation coursing through his body. JJ slid his leg over Drake’s lap and straddled his hips. Unbidden his body and his hips began to move rubbing against Drake’s crotch creating friction and making him wilder and wilder. He was not sure what Drake thought of all this but he found that his lips were responsive beneath his own. Though he seemed as if he was not in control of himself, JJ was waiting for Drake’s sign of resistance. As JJ felt his hands work their way up Drake’s arms and then into his hair, the only response he received was a low, husky, groan from Drake that JJ felt rumble through their kiss. He could feel the adrenaline and endorphins kick in and tried to increase the pressure of their kiss, but Drake seemed to have been pulled from the haze.
Drake’s mind had been blissfully blank as JJ kissed him, only feeling the sensation of soft lips against his own. When he had heard that pleading, needing, groan from his own throat he was shocked. Within a second his eyes had flown open to see JJ, there on his lap, grinding himself against him. His hands raised from his sides and pushed at JJ’s chest.
As their kiss broke and JJ landed on the floor in front of the sofa, they were both panting. “What?” was all JJ managed to get out as he looked up at Drake. Drake found his gaze moving over JJ, his disheveled clothes and hair, his swollen lips, and felt his mouth go dry.
“What!?” he gasped. “We have just been making out like horny teenagers, and all you can say is ‘What?’.” Drake stood up and held out his hand for JJ to help him up. What the Hell had come over them? First that kiss on the roof and now this. He expected that once JJ was standing that he would apologize, or shrug it off and leave, but he never expected that once they were standing there, facing each other again that JJ’s lips found his once again.
Within a second the same urgency that he had just pushed back had resurfaced and his lips responded to JJ’s passionate kiss. His hands grabbed JJ’s hips and pulled their bodies together, so that there was nothing but their clothes between them. As Drake’s instincts took over and his body was a whirlwind of thoughts and sensations, JJ took control and began to back up to the bed.
As JJ felt the mattress against the back of his legs he allowed himself to fall back and pulled Drake down on top of him.
Drake was on all fours, hovering over JJ. He pulled back and looked into JJ’s eyes and asked, “What are we doing?”
JJ lifted his head, closing the distance between them. His mind searched for the best answer to his question. With an obvious drop in his voice he answered, “It’s just sex. It doesn’t have to mean anything Drake.” His hands made their way to the growing bulge in Drake’s pants and stroked him for effect. “I need this, and I think you do too.” Then he kissed Drake and as his lips parted he slipped his tongue inside and dueled it with Drake’s and as he felt Drake’s control slip away, he became empowered. This was what he needed to feel another man’s body against his own; the heat and passion. It was in that moment that he knew what he needed to do, he needed to keep Drake focused on the sensation and not on what he was doing. When their kiss ended so they could gasp for air, JJ did not allow for a long pause before he pulled Drake back to him for more.
His fingers made their way to the buttons of his own shirt, which was quickly removed and tossed to the side. As he began to work on Drake’s shirt he found that he was unable to focus, as their bodies moved together on the bed, he became more and more urgent. With an almost feral growl he pulled Drake’s shirt and the buttons popped off in flash. As their hips rubbed together he felt the heat from Drake against the heat from his own aching body and wanted more than ever to be skin to skin.
As he ran his hands over Drake, he slid away the remnants of Drake’s shirt and felt the lean, muscular body under his fingers. He scanned the area quickly and noticed a bedside table. He moved back on the bed, reaching out for the nightstand, hoping to find condoms and maybe some lube in the drawer. Suddenly, Drake broke their kiss and before JJ could panic, he saw that he was just unzipping his pants. As he watched him remove his pants he felt his need grow stronger. What had come over him, he had never wanted anyone this bad. He stood up and removed his own pants and underwear and as he stood there facing Drake, there were no words between them, he simply pushed Drake back on to the bed and crawled on all fours over him.
As their eyes met, JJ kissed him again as he reached for the table and opened the door. His eyes cast a furtive glance to the side and saw an individual condom sitting in the drawer and what looked like a small bottle of lubricant. At that moment JJ thanked the gods of fortune and moved his throbbing member against Drake’s in an effort to convey his urgency. He grabbed the condom and brought the wrapper to his mouth and tore away at the foil with his teeth. He stroked Drake as he slid the condom on to him and was pleased to hear the way he gasped and moaned in response.
Drake had to admit that the whole experience seemed surreal, like an odd wet dream. He felt as if he were outside of his own body watching JJ touch him, kiss him, and stroke him. He could feel the body heat between them and was drunk on the feeling. There had been no words between them for what seemed like hours but in reality had probably only been a few minutes. He was surprised when he heard JJ speak, “Let me move onto you,” he breathed. His voice was barely above a whisper. “I’ll tell you when you can move.” JJ looked at him, waiting for acknowledgment and all he could do was nod.
He watched as JJ lowered himself down slowly, and he could feel the tightness, heat, and pressure. He threw his head back into his pillow and stared up at the ceiling, trying to hold back his urge to thrust into that hot warmth. He felt every slow, subtle movement as he and JJ became one and the pleasure was intense. As JJ’s body came to rest on Drake’s he could swear he was seeing spots in front of his eyes. JJ looked down at Drake and saw the way he was clenching his fist, staring with a blank gaze at the ceiling above them.
Though there was still a small presence of pain as he had moved onto Drake, he could not suppress his urge to continue moving and really let go. As he rose up slowly and then moved back down he could hear the almost painful groan from Drake. He leaned forward and kissed him before whispering, “I’m ready for you.”
With that one comment, Drake’s tenuous control snapped and he grabbed JJ’s hips. He began to thrust upward with his hips, slow but forcefully, into JJ. He was overcome with urges and the intensity and could no longer hold back. With every thrust he could hear the moans of pleasure from JJ and they only spurred him on. He could not think of anything else but getting more, feeling more, and reaching his release. He saw JJ reach down and begin to touch himself as Drake moved inside of him and as he reached his climax, Drake could no longer hold back his own.
Drake fell back onto the bed, drained from what they had shared and within moments felt his eyes closing as he slipped into an exhausted sleep.
To Be Continued…
Author’s Notes: This is my first every FAKE fanfic and I am hoping that it is well received.