PDA!

Lopaka Tanu

Fandom: WitchBlade

Coupling: Jake McCartey/Isaac Sullivan

Warning: Violence Slash m/m sex, May be male pregnancy if ya say no, then it won't happen.

Rating: Nc-17

Disclaimer: I own nata.

Archive: Yeah Sure You Betcha, just tell me where.

Status: Work In Progress.

Based on a Challenge from Challenge the Muses.

10. Outdoor Sex - or sex in any public place for that matter. <bg> Time to bring on a bit of the wild side. An element of danger to add to the excitement. But... will they get caught in the act?

Author's Note: I saw this one and I thought this was perfect for one of my stories. AU at the point where Jake is leaving the Club and runs in to Isaac. Takes place during and after the episode of Diplopia.

Summary: Jake has always had that 'fuck me' look, when he and Pez are undercover at a gay club, Badlands, he will get his response.

PDA!
Lopaka Tanu

Part 1 "A kiss from death's lips, The devil's caress of skin, Hell's fire burns where touched!" - Forbidden Passions Haiku


The music pulses through Badlands as the crowd vibrates in harmony with the beat. Jake McCartey stands dazed as Pez leaves his side and walks out the club. His mind reels back to the kiss and he wonders why the mustache was such a turn on. Shaking off the feeling with a thought of 'let's not go there', he starts to follow her out. Turning to go, someone bumps in to him, body to body.

"I'm sorry, I should..."

"No need to apologize." Isaac dusts off the man in front of him checking to see if he was all right, in fact he was *fine*. With a feline grin he looks in to the blue eyes of the gorgeous creature in front of him. "Detective, how good to see you. I knew you were one of us the moment I saw you."

Gaping, he fishes for words and points towards the door. "I... I... ah... It's not..."

Isaac leans in to Jake and seductively whispers in to his ear. "Did any one tell you, you are cute when you get that dear in headlights look?" With a purr he licks the outer edge of the detective's ear.

Jake shudders as the moist heat sends a jolt through his body, awakening his fogged mind. Gently, yet forcibly, he pushes Isaac away from him. "I'm not that way."

Isaac grins conspiratorially at him. "Oh yeah, then why did you just kiss Mr. Mustache?"

"That was a woman, my partner, you know Sara Pezzini."

Nodding, Isaac grabbed the broader man by the shoulders and pulled him close. "Sure, and I like to dance the Macarena in pink taffeta."

Jake put up his hands to knock Isaac's off his shoulders. "Look, I said I wasn't interested."

"You said no such thing. In fact, your body has been sending take me now vibes all night." When Jake opened his mouth to deny this, Isaac took advantage and latched on like a lamprey. His tongue searched every nook and cranny of the other man's mouth.

Jake felt his body start to harden in certain places and melt in others. The next thing he knew he was backed against a pillar on the opposite side away from the dance crowd. As Sullivan kissed down his face to his neck he let out a strangled moan and looked at the ceiling. The flashing lights reflected off the painted surface causing a hellish look. He turned his head to the side to see a few other men and two women in various states of making out.

Isaac felt his heart beat in time with the circadian rhythm of the music. Franticly he clutched at the man in front of him and started to tear open his shirt. Jake grabbed his hands trying to force him to stop, but Isaac ground his pelvis in to him, making sure he could feel him through all the leather. He growled when he felt Jake's erection through the front of his pants.

Jake stopped fighting and gave in to the stimulation. His body responded in ways he had not thought about in years. He allowed himself to feel the denied pleasures for the first time. When he threw his head back and groaned from having a man's hand in his pants a new sensation took hold of him. With a deep look he stared Isaac in the eyes and conveyed his need.

Isaac nodded, and turned Jake around, crushing him bodily in to the pillar. He gripped the man from behind fumbling with his belt and button. When Jake tried to help or interfere he slapped the hands away. After a few moments of frantic struggling Jake's pants were open and being jerked to his knees.

Even in the deafening club, he heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper. Jake shivered from a mixture of emotions and the slight chill of the outer rim of the club. Suddenly he felt a hot, moist hand between his cheeks and he was in heaven. Mind started to forget why this was a bad thing. When it pulled back he felt like crying. The monster that replaced the delicate fingers made him panic.

Sullivan smiled at the movements of the suddenly scared detective. "You flutter like a butterfly in a net that knows its fate." He huskily whispered in Jake's ear as the man struggled harder to free himself. "Oh, I am afraid it is a little too late for that my pretty. Much like your arthropod counterpart, you are going to get pinned." When Jake stopped long enough to think on what he said he slammed home.

Jake felt the fire that was Isaac's cock, enter his ass to the base, then stop all movement. He nearly screamed at the mixing of pleasure and pain. Gods it felt wrong, long, hard, perfectly shaped, large, and just right! He knew deep down this was meant to be, things like this did not just happen. Broken out of his musings, Jake cried out when the penis pulled out then slammed in gain and again.

Slowly he built a rhythm he knew Jake would like. "Gods, you're tight. First time, must be." He huffed his breath in Jake's ear causing the other man to shiver from pleasure. Kissing down the neck and nipping at the flesh he increased the pace to match the beat of the music.

Jake thrust back with all his strength as Isaac pounded in to him. He let his body move to the music which only seemed to insight the other man into a sexual frenzy. His cries nearly drowned out the music as he angled his ass for better access. Picturing himself leaning against the wall, head on his folded arms, being taken from behind, he almost came then.

Isaac snaked a hand down the front of the other man and gripped his straining erection, then started to pump furiously. Jake called out his release as his ass tightened around him making him thrust harder until he followed over the cliff.

Jake screamed a second time as the sensation of being filled with the semen of the other man made him cum again. His insides felt like they were coated with liquid fire making him struggle to cool them. The delicious sensations were driving him insane with need and lust yet again. When Isaac pulled out he backed in to the other man trying to reestablish contact.

Isaac smiled as he patted Jake's ass. "May be next time, sweets." He bit the clip-on earring off of Jake's ear, while he tongued the inner channel. "When a tiger mates, they mark their lover's neck with their teeth. Marks to symbolize their dominance over the other. The point the bite is at not only allows for general viewing but also disables their mate long enough for them to fuck." Jake's clouded mind received the message too late. As Isaac bit the skin at the base of his neck and spine, he drew blood.

Jake screamed at the pain, it was over as fast as it started. He wilted in to the wall as he felt Isaac tongue the wound clean. "Mine!" The hungry word filled him with revulsion and lust. "They will not have you, many things I do share, but you I will not. Be not afraid, for as yee carry my mark, so shall yee be mine, and be protected." The dark laugh made him shiver and made him feel the cold in full force. "We will meet again lover. Of that you can be certain." One last lick up the side of his neck and face and Isaac disappeared.

He stood there shaking from the encounter, his pants still around his knees. A cold hand touched his back, causing him to start. Only then did he realize he had been crying. Over what he was not sure, may be it was the defilement of his body, may be the tearing down of his steadily built walls, may be it was the thought that he had heard what the man had promised, and wanted it.

"Come on Jake. It's okay, come with me, let's get you cleaned up." Pez's gentle voice filled him with such sorrow he collapsed under his own wait. She held him as he cried, still half undressed and sitting on the club floor, rocking. He knew she would be here for him, that he could count on her. All he wanted though, was to be held in the arms of that dark stranger, that man who he had been burned by tonight, and he wept. For that was all he could do.

Jake stood as the pain shot through his lower body. Pez wrapped her arm around him to help him stand. Leaning heavily against her, he tried to pull up his pants, but his fingers kept slipping off the leather. On the fifth try, he finally gave up with a sob.

Sara finally took the hint and gently pulled the leather over his bare butt. She couldn't help but note the scratches on his hips and the drying blood on his thighs. "Oh god Jake, I am so sorry. I should have never left you while he was here."

"Please, don't! Just take me home." Forcing his body to stop the shivering, he limped out of the club. He ignored the patrons as they whistled at him and the *guy* he was leaning on. When they reached the car, muffled cries of pain went out as he sat down. On the ride home he continued to shift from side to side as he tried to get comfortable.

It hurt, being his first time, it should. He always heard gay men complain when they thought no one was listening to them. First times were supposed to be painful. It was a given. The ache they said would accompany them for a few days would be bearable. He felt like his insides were on fire, and he wanted to scream bloody murder. But he didn't, for once he started, he would never stop.

They pulled in along side his building and Pez turned the car off. She was going to say something, and he didn't want to hear it. He was the new guy, not some victim. He had wanted this, just didn't expect these consequences. "Look Jake, if you need someone to talk to about this..."

"Yeah, I know. Let's just forget this ever happened."

"Jake you can't just make this go away. What happened happened. You have to report this, at least tell Dante. We can take this guy down."

He turned to her with an angry look on his face. "Would you just listen! I don't want the others to know about this. It's already hard enough being there as it is. Just think of the ridicule I would get over this."

Her expression touched on something more than what he meant. "This is about being my partner, isn't it?"

"No! This is about me."

"Then why not report the rape?" A cocked eyebrow let him know he was not getting away from this.

"Because it wasn't rape! I wanted to get fucked up the ass. Does that knowledge make you happy, that your partner is a fucking queer?" He didn't wait for her response as he climbed out of the car and quickly limped up the steps of his building. As he entered the main doors, he ignored her calling of his name. Just wanted to get inside to his nice warm bed. He cursed as he noted the elevator out again, which meant he had to take the stairs.

Once inside his apartment, he gently slid down the wall against the door and let the tears come again. Everything he worked for, ruined because some guy couldn't keep it in his pants. He was doubly fucked because it was a suspect in a case of homicide.

They were going to take away his badge, both with the Bureau and the Station. There was no way he was going to get away with this. Too many people saw them... All those people were either at similar things, high, or drunk. He was safe from them, no it was either Pez or Mr. PDA. Isaac Sullivan. Who knew what Isaac would do. Pez was the one serious person he had to worry about. If she did say anything, no one would listen to her.

God he hated to feel good about that. She was a decent woman, and a hard working cop. If it weren't for those bastards, the white bulls, she would be so much more. He couldn't think about what would happen to her if he wasn't there. No, he had nothing to worry about on her end, except girl talk. Knowing her it would be, 'is that my holster with the Harley Davidson studs or yours'? He coughed out a laugh as he winced in pain.

"What's the matter, baby got a booboo on his bottom?"

He looked up, but saw no one around. "Who's there?"

"Jake, Jake, Jake. You just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you? I guess you were telling the truth about that little vixen after all. For that, I shall reward you." Isaac Sullivan kneeled down next to him and wrapped him in his wide arms. "Come on Jakey, up you go."

Jake tried to resist but he just smelled and felt too good. He leaned in to the man as he started to shuffle towards the bathroom. A warm bath had already been started and scented candles were lit every where. As he was stripped, he let himself enjoy the touches of the man who was supposed to be a killer. "You know, I could arrest you for this."

Isaac's head popped up over his shoulder and whispered huskily in his ear. "You could, my queen, and then where would you be?"

Jake shivered at the words then complied with the wishes of the man, as he lowered him in to the waiting water. "I am not a drag queen!" He snapped while Isaac lowered in behind him.

"Of course not! You are Queen to my Regal." His matter of fact tone made Jake go silent. He smiled smugly as he nipped at the bite mark on Jake's neck. Next he started to rub Jake down with the soaps and oils to cleanse him. Slowly he leaned Jake forward until he was on all fours, butt out of the water. With a soft rag, he cleaned away the blood and wiped the sore spots. When Jake backed in to his hand, he smiled.

Jake didn't know why, but this felt right. He growled when Isaac pulled back his hand, but groaned when the man wrapped himself around him and entered him from behind again. Shaking, he tried to remove the large man, only to impale himself further on the large member.

Isaac bit down again on Jake's neck in the same spot as he started to pump. It seemed to have the desired, numbing effect, for Jake stopped fighting him. For several minutes he continued in a comfortable rhythm, driving Jake insane with pain and pleasure.

Jake loved the feel of the large cock inside of him. The sensations in caused as it rubbed in him made his heart skip beats, breath to catch in his lungs. He had to stop this, there was something wrong with the way this was going. When he tried to shake off Isaac again, the other man bit harder and growled at him.

Isaac sped up his thrusts until he lost himself in his climax. As he started to pull out a primitive part of his brain caused a reaction in his body which made him jerk out his cock fast. The resulting tears, made Jake cry out in pain. He grinned his approval of his mate's reactions and licked the blood away from the bite wound.

Jake could swear Isaac was purring as he was licked clean. He was pulled back to sit in Isaac's lap as the other man laid back in the tub. Turning to confront his lover he was assaulted by a sandpapery tongue as he was licked across the cheek.

He couldn't help it, Jake tasted irresistible, and it was part of the post mating thing anyways, so he gave in to the urge and continued to groom his mate's face. Enjoying the reaction of his beautiful lover as he sat there, eyes closed and relaxed under his ministrations. Jake was perfect, and what he intended for this man was the perfect gift he could bestow on him. He only had a short time, so he had to make the most of it.

Sighing, he settled in and let the strange eyed man kiss and lick his face. It felt erotic, personal, and natural all at the same moment. So engrossed was he, he forgot about the cramps in his lower abdomen until the other man trailed a hand down there, absent-mindedly stroking the place below and around the belly button. That is when Jake felt a strong pain shoot through his body. His whimpers of pain made Isaac draw him closer and start to purr again as he continued to groom his face. The soothing strokes of tongue and hand soon had Jake lulled in to a light daze.

Isaac smiled as he stood and carried the sleepy man to a towel covered surface. He dried him off slowly as he licked off beads of water from Jake's abdomen and nuzzled the same spot where he had rubbed only moments before. From there he carried him to the bed where he mounted and took him again twice more. When he finished, he cleaned up the apartment, and left his exhausted lover to sleep off the effects of their mating. With a knowing smirk, he closed the door.

******

Jake awoke the following day to the sound of someone pounding on his apartment door. Putting on the nearest thing, he walked sleepily to the offending metal. He opened the door with a yawn and dragged a stunned Pez in to his apartment. "Can't talk, need coffee."

Pez looked at him stunned as he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and loaded the coffee maker. "Is this new look part of the being gay deal?"

Jake froze as last night came rushing back. "Oh damn, I have been such a shit. I'm sorry Pez, after I got home last night I realized you wouldn't snitch on me."

"That's okay Jake, I understand your problem, more than you know." Her comment made him raise his head and look at her. "Sorry, just because you got outed doesn't mean I am giving up my secret. At least not yet."

He crossed his arms and leaned back against the counter. "And why not, I am your partner, aren't I?"

"Jake, you just wouldn't understand. Besides you kept this from me. If I hadn't come back to the club last night, you wouldn't even have told me, would you?" Cocked eyebrow made him look away. "That's what I thought. Now why don't you put on something more appropriate while I finish the coffee."

"Why, what's wrong with what I have on... Pez! How could you let me wear this thing for this long and not speak up?" He tried to hide himself with his hands as he ran back to his bedroom in the see through bathrobe. The same one Isaac had had on last night when he... so not going there!

"Oh I figured at least fourth street before I had to arrest you for looking the part of a rent boy."

"That's not even funny?"

"Really, I thought it was hysterical." She poured a large mug of the thick black substance known as Jake's Coffee and grimaced at its taste. "Since when do you own a see through kimono?"

"I don't, it's PDA's. He left it here... Ah shit! Forget about it Pez, nothing is happening. I am... Just forget I ever said anything." He came out of the bedroom in his usual jeans, Tee-shirt, and biker boots. As he walked out he grabbed the leather jacket off the hook near the door. "Ready to go?"

"Go where Jake? Our shift ended a half hour ago?"

His eyes widened as he looked at the clock. "What the heck? Bruno is gonna have my ass in a sling."

"Nah, your pretty ass is safe with me. Got ya covered. Told him you were sick so you weren't coming in today." She picked up her bike helmet and walked to the door. You might as well come along. I have to interview a ob/gyn in prison. Seems he used his DNA a to help couples to conceive."

"Ew, sounds kinda sick to me."

She smirked. "It gets better, guess how I got his name."

"I don't know, tell me." He asked as they walked out on to the side walk of his building.

"I got it from Isaac Sullivan's birth Certificate."

Frozen, he couldn't move. "You mean..."

"That's right, your date's daddy."

"That's not funny."

"Yes, it is."

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is!" Sara called out as she climbed on to the bike and took off.

"No, it's not!" Grumbling, he climbed in his car and followed her on down the road.

END PART 2
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