Desman's Paying, Obviously!!

[Jak Mar]

Jak sure knew how to rack up the problems, then again he's always been the problem solver. He was confused, annoyed, and worried all at the same time. Worried about Desman, his friend was apparently going through a rough time, annoyed with the troublesome samurai who have been watching them like hawks up until this free moment, and confused why Ashelin wasn't getting this.

He frowned, "Like I said, Ashelin, you are a secondary." Jak explained again, summoning a lump sum of cash and some other supplies.

"Why are you giving me all this? I can take care of myself." She was always head strong.

"Yeah, but unlike me and Ash here, you can't summon whatever you needs." He sighed, trying to be patient. His hangover was making it difficult. "Please just let me help."

Ashelin grabbed the seat she was sitting on and leaned over towards her Prime. "I'm not a little girl, Jak! I tho-"

"You aren't the Governess anymore here!" Jak lashed out, his anger gripping him by the skull and squeezing. "L-Look.. I'm sorry. But we all have to start over here."

Anger boilded within the governess's body as she stared him down defiantly. She looked over at the sex demon, then back at Jak. "Fine. I want to stay here."

"Errrrr..." Jak said, glancing over at Ash as he felt the sweat run down his temple.

Ash stared back at them blankly, until she registered that Jak was looking for back up. "I mean.. She has the money for her own room now." The woman pointed out the cash that had been summoned, lazily with her hand staying on the arm of the couch but the finger pointed all the same.

Before Jak could argue, the secondary woman to his side snatches the cash out of his hand. "That's right." She said with a satisfied smile that made Jak wonder what she was thinking.

He turned back to the woman who'd given Ashelin the idea. "Ash, can I talk to you alone?" He sounded more stern than he'd intended, but with a show of mild frustration of having to get up she agreed.

He had ment to take her to the bathroom, but the door he'd opened was the closet. Before he could admit his mistake she was pushing him inside and closing the door behind him. He turned to face her, but the woman was already on top of him. His face ignited with the same heat that fire produced. Then he felt her lips on his.

This was the last thing on Jak's mind, but he had a hard time pushing her off. Then he felt her hand reach down into the front of his pants. His moan was muffled by her mouth as it opened and covered his. A second later he felt her tongue ring rub against his tongue. It was at this moment that he remembered how it felt along his other body parts...

As they made out he was having a harder and harder time remembering why he needed to talk to her in private. Around the time he felt his pants fall around his ankles was when he stopped thinking about it.

When she pulled away he watched a string of saliva stretch between their mouths before breaking. "A-Ash.." He panted, making the demon grin as she slid down his body and onto her knees...

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"Jak?" Ashelin's voice cut through the fog of his mind. "Ash? Where did you go?"

"Shit.." Jak whispered to himself. He heard Ash giggle in the darkness of the closet. He looked around, letting his eyes adjust again. He felt like he'd fallen asleep, but he knew he didn't.

"She never came off as the stupid type, Jak." Ash whispered back. "You better come up with something quick." She taunted, then he felt her tongue run along his neck, her fingers spider up his naked chest. Another problem to the stack.

"I don't need to lie to her. It's been three years.." He whispered.

"And yet, you took me into a closet to fuck me." Ash teased.

The images of earlier burned into his mind now burned his cheeks. "I didn't mean for this to happen.." He tried to defend himself. She just laughed. Omni.. He really liked that laugh. It implied so much, and it was a turn on just by itself. He worried for a moment that she'd feel him get hard again. "I wanted to ask you for advice." He tried, sounding more serious.

"About?" She whispered, but he could feel her touch still. She was stroking him in various places, he couldn't tell if it was her finger, or her tail that grazed his naked form.

"About Ashelin. Should I really let her move in here." The eco-worrier moved his head as if he could see their guest. He couldn't. He wished he could sense her or something.

"Why not? You heard Desman, this hotel's his."

He hadn't thought about that... "You don't think Des will just get out of it?"

"Shh.." She hushed, then for a moment he could make out the boots Ashelin was wearing. After a bit of silence, Ash continued. "Desman's smart, he will see the benefits of owning a place of operation and seize the oppurtunity that he fell into. And if he doesn't we can sway him to by bringing up the fact that a place to keep coming back to ensures he will keep his friends close."

Jak opened his mouth to argue, but found himself unable to. "What about those guys? I get the feeling that if they could see us right now they would try to cut us down.."

"They are secondaries, Jak. Let them try." Ash challenged, then grabbed him by the back of the head. She forced a powerful kiss on his lips.

An instant later he was falling back first into the hall. His shorts still at his ankles, and Ash pulling the door closed again. "Jak!?" Ashelin's voice called out, and he heard her running towards him. His heart began to pound as he pulled his trunks back on and just got to his feet when she rounded the corner. "Jak!"

"Hey. Sorry. I was trying to get Ash's advice." He admitted, hiding the fact that they had just had a quickie in the closet. "She thinks there's no reason I should stop you."

"Smart." Ashelin said, cocking her hip and putting her knuckles on the raised one.

The dark-skinned man frowned at her reaction, despite starting to see a few similarities between the two women he was currently between. At least he was consistant? "That doesn't mean I'm letting you just run off to do whatever."

"I just said I wanted to stay here." Ashelin argued back, but she would never admit out loud it was to be at his side.

Jak was stunned into silence, and then into submission. "F-Fine.. But really we should talk about this when Desman comes back." He heard a slight knock on the wall behind him. Ashelin did too. His body stiffened but he got the hint the woman in the closet was sending him. "How about we work on that breakfast for now?" He turned the woman with dreds around and began to push her towards the kitchen. He was aware this looked suspicious, but he had no other choice. He glanced back when he had one last chance to, and saw Ash slipping out of the closet masterfully; not a hair out of place nor her clothes at all dishoveled.

He turned away and tried to focus on anything but the quickie. His head still pounded and he probably should get dressed. Jak thought about the situation and stepped into the bathroom to summon some clothing. Her focused inwardly and summoned his old wastelander clothes, they dropped heavily in his hands. He sighed and began to dress.

The governess sat at the table and took some food then began to eat the plate politely. When she looked up and saw Jak coming in wearing his old clothes she was a bit surprised. "Don't you ever want to wear something new?"

As soon as the yacow steak was ready, he placed some eggs with it and sat at the table. "Ashelin, I'm not sure of it, but my dad is still out there alive.."