for logan

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His hut was complete and his shit was moved in. It was twice the size of his old hut, except that more than half of it was open. He had hung a hammock and slept in it sometimes. Tosh had helped him wire the place, so he had electric lights inside and out. The interior wasn't much bigger than his old hut--in fact, it was a bit smaller. He'd never been fond of great big rooms when it came to his quarters and here was no different. The inside was just a bedroom where he and Dulcita had settled in and already made the place feel like home.

The kitten was asleep on the bed and Jack was at the table outside the door. He'd promised to make a necklace, which meant piercing the pearls to make them into beads. It was tedious and time consuming, but he didn't mind. The woman it was for would definitely like it, if he had any say in the project.

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Logan snorted, scratching her gently between the ears and under her chin before smoothing his hand over her fur.

"Didn't realize you were a fan of keeping pets."

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"She's my first. I mean, there was Fucker...er, Padfoot. But he's House's." Dulcita decided that Logan wasn't paying nearly enough attention to her so she got up and climbed into his lap.

"She likes you."

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"Yeah, well, she doesn't know any better, can't hold that against her," Logan grinned, lifting the kitten as he flopped onto his back. He held her like that for a moment, and then carefully put her down on his chest as he looked up at Jack.

"Guess the company must be nice," he said, knowing that half the enjoyment of having Linus around was the company.

Reaching out, he gestured for Jack to join him on the bed, every movement lazy and laid back. It had been a few days since the last time he'd seen Jack, and half the reason he'd stopped by was to simply be near the other man. As if trying to curb some sort of strange withdrawal.

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Jack accepted the invitation and sat next to him. He plucked the kitten away and deposited her on the floor so that he could lean in and kiss Logan slowly.

As if he'd do anything else when he had him laid back on his bed, especially since it had been a few days.

"Company's nice," he agreed, although it was unclear if he was really talking about the kitten.

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Logan returned the kiss with a content sigh, reaching out and running his hand lightly down Jack's arm.

"Some company's better than others though," he smirked, stretching again and then sitting up slightly as his fingers toyed with the fabric of Jack's shirt. He leaned in and sat up even more as he tilted his chin up and pressed a light kiss to the other man's jaw, nuzzling soft skin with a soft laugh.

A moment later and he was pulling away again, flopping onto his back as he blinked up at Jack's roof. "This place is pretty big."

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"It's exactly what I wanted. Big enough inside to hold my shit, small enough that it's comfortable. And the covered area out there is nice. I'm going to put up my hammock," Jack said, the words deceptively mundane compared to the smoldering look in his eyes.

When Logan returned to the mattress, Jack followed him down so he could brush his lips against the guy's cheek on his way to whisper in his ear. "Did I mention I missed seeing you?"

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"Yeah?" Logan asked, quirking a brow and smirking again as he closed his eyes for a moment. "I might have missed you too. ...Maybe."

Turning his head slightly he caught Jack's lips with his own once again, every touch making it clear that there was no 'maybe' about it. Fingers slipping under the other man's shirt, he let his nails drag softly over the other man's toned torso, his head ducking a little as he scraped his teeth over the tender skin of Jack's throat.

"It's strange," he said, his words whispered against skin as he let his lips brush against Jack's neck and jaw. "there was a time where I hated seeing you. Just catching a glimpse made me so fucking angry. And now, now it's like I need to see you sometimes. Like I itch for it. Like I ache for it. Even if it's just a glimpse or you just give me a nod..."

There was nothing romantic in his words though, not really. It was more like listening to an addict confess to needing a hit, his nails digging into flesh again as he let his words trail off and sucked gently on Jack's throat instead.

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Jack groaned and melted against him. He had no problem with the tone of Logan's confession. In truth, it shot right through him, twisting something dark and deep. Not only to be needed like that, but for Logan to admit it...

This had definitely passed anything that could wear a label of any kind.

"You know you can come around any--" he started, only to be interrupted by the kitten squalling at his ankle. Jack sighed softly in frustration as he pulled away.

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The moment was broken and Logan laughed, tipping his head back as the sound echoed off the walls.

"Better go take care of your baby, Jack," he snickered, sitting up to get a better look at the ball of fluff as it begged for Jack's attention.

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He sat up and snorted, then promptly pulled off his shirt. Winding it around his hand, he set ot on the floor, picked Dulcita up, and set her in the center. It was only a couple minutes before she settled into it and purred loudly. her tail curled around and her paw over her nose.

"Sorry," he grinned when he twisted to look at Logan once again. "Now...where were we?"

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Logan didn't bother with an answer at first, watching the kitten for a moment as she settled into her new bed. He leaned in close to Jack again, kissing his way up the other man's arm with a soft moan. Every now and then he would pause to nip and bite, his fingers trailing over the newly exposed skin of the other man's chest.

"There was kissing, and an open invitation to come around... We were pretty much there," he said, nipping one more time before pulling away.

"Then you went and got all domestic, and I suddenly felt less inclined to get naked," he teased, leaning back and flashing the other man a look that was nearly a dare.

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"Oh, yeah?" he smirked, cocking his head to the side. "Guess I'll have to change your mind about that."

He turned more and pulled his legs up so he could straddle Logan's thigh. His knee rested between the guy's legs, flush against his crotch, just tight enough to create friction. Jack curled over him, coaxing the hem of Logan's shirt higher and kissing a line along his ribs as soon as they were exposed.

"You don't like me doing domestic?" he asked, mostly amused because he and the Doctor had many discussions about domesticity.

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Helping Jack drag his shirt up higher, Logan tugged it up and off over his head, letting it drop to the floor with a sigh. His own hands reached out to touch all the skin they could find, tracing over Jack's chest and stomach as he shifted slightly forward in an attempt to rub up lightly against the other man.

"I wouldn't list it as one of my turn-ons," Logan replied with a laugh, this one a little more breathless than the last.

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"Guess I'll have to keep it to myself, then," he chuckled against Logan's skin. He took full advantage of the lack of a shirt, pressing skin to skin as he braced himself over Logan so he could kiss him once again.

"You know," he said softly, "You make it hard to wanna stay dressed."

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"And yet you still have pants on," Logan tutted playfully, his fingers hooking in the waistband of the other man's trousers, tugging and then moving to unfasten them. "Obviously I'm not trying hard enough today."

Still, his movements were slow, nothing about it too rushed or over eager. Logan savored these moments as much as he did the sensation of skin against skin that would come later. Somewhere between getting in and getting off, there was a comfortable sort of companionship, something that neither of them had found a word for yet. Along with it came easy banter and intimate touches that Logan tended to treasure more than even their filthiest encounters, content to let it linger as they talked about nothing or everything, depending on the mood.

Kissing Jack again, he laughed as he let his nails drag softly over skin once more, poking and prodding the other man before finally dragging him closer again.

"Tell me one of your stupid stories," he demanded softly, turning his head so his lips were right against Jack's ear.

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"One of my stupid stories?" he repeated, squirming to get closer. With Logan's lips so close and the feeling of his breath against his skin, it made it a little tough to call up any anecdote at all.

"Okay, um...once, when I was fresh out of training, I was with my squad. I was...seventeen," he began, then forced himself to drop off and roll onto his side next to Logan. "My squad leader was this woman. God, she had the best hair. Long and black. And she was tough. I think, after a couple missions, I was making up reasons to get called to quarters."

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"Yeah?" Logan asked, laying where he was for a moment and then rolling onto his side to watch Jack as he spoke. His hand ran up the other man's thigh, feeling him through the fabric, and though he was still listening he found himself unable to stay still. His fingers itched to peel of the rest of Jack's clothes, and he moved slowly to straddle the other man's thighs, contenting himself for the time being by settling on his lap and tracing patterns across his chest with the tips of his fingers.

"You got some kind of fetish for authority?" he teased.

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"Maybe. Maybe I just like the thrill of fucking with someone who might be able to break me," he shrugged. "You know, when I signed up I was so pissed off. I hated the enemy. Hated the military for not doing more. She saw it. She was the whole reason I quit hating everything and turned it into...something. Strength. If it wasn't for her, I'd have probably died before I turned eighteen. I'd have been the one tortured to death instead of my best..."

He paused and kept his eyes on Logan's shoulder. It took a second before he could manage a smile, faking it since what he'd just told the guy was too close to be some simple, stupid story.

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Logan's hands went still, and he watched Jack for a moment, sitting up a little straighter and shifting awkwardly. As if suddenly he had broken right into the other man's personal space.

"Don't smile like that," he said quietly, hesitating a little and then reaching out to gently stroke the other man's hair.

Jack had stories that made his own life seem like a walk in the park, and he was quiet as he combed his fingers through dark hair, eventually leaning over and settling in against the other man's chest. The touches once sexual had turned chaste, and though he didn't push for Jack to tell him more, it was obvious Logan was listening.

"At least you had someone," he said after a moment. "That's something."

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"I had a lot of someones," he replied, but lost the smile all the same. "Anyhow, this woman, Major, once she had us scouting in a swamp. We all wound up with...what do you call them on Earth? Leeches? Ours were bright green. By the time we got through the water, we were all stripped naked, picking these things off one another. They were just a nuisance, nothing deadly. But she had one right on her ass. I reached over to pull it off, but she didn't know it was there. When I woke up I was still naked, but she'd left me my gun and my boots. The rest of the unit was a couple kliks over the hills before I caught up. Man, she could punch."

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Logan laughed a little at that, a soft sound that caused his body to shake slightly, vibrating against the other man.

"Nice," he said simply, his cheek still pressed against Jack's shoulder and his fingers curled lightly around his side.

He was quiet for a moment after that, not sure what else to say. Eventually he settled on a story of his own, a little tit for tat, though his really didn't have the slightly tragic undertones that Jack's had. "One of the first woman I was ever with was my mom's personal assistant," he said, smirking slightly at the memory. "She was older. Way older, actually. I guess I've always had a thing for age gaps. Anyhow, she was supposed to be taking me out to get a suit to wear to one of mom's dinner parties, but I was being... Well, me," he grinned, figuring Jack didn't need much more explanation than that.

"We were in the car, this huge SUV thing, and for whatever reason I was sitting in the back with my headphones on, ignoring her. I think I was even kicking the back of her seat. I kind of had a, uh, habit of treating my parents staff like shit. Anyhow, we were halfway to the mall when she lost it. She just pulled right off the freeway and dragged me out of the car. One minute she was slapping me and telling me I was an ungrateful brat, and the next she had my pants around my ankles. It was hot. She was hot. I think mom caught wind of what was going on with us though, she fired her about a month later. I was only fourteen, but I still remember it clearly."

He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, almost as if he was lost in thought, then turned his head slightly as he paused to kiss the other man's neck softly.

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Jack couldn't help but grin as he dropped his chin to his chest so he could look at Logan. He moved his hands slowly down his back, mapping the smooth lines of his muscles and the sharp jut of bones along his spine and his shoulder blades.

"That's kind of hot. Fourteen, huh?" he asked as he tried to remember what fourteen had been like. His family had been whole, then, and even with the constant threat surrpounding the peninsula, he'd felt safe. It seemed like forever ago.

"Hang on...did you just call me old?" he asked with mock offense. It was the easy out, a side step around the depth of each of their stories.

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"Yeah, I was fourteen. She was... I dunno, thirty? Hard to tell that close to LA.," Logan grinned, pressing closer when Jack ran his hands down his back. " And you are old, man. What are you, thirty-five?" he asked, clearly teasing. Jack looked like he was maybe thirty, maybe, and truth be told, if he'd lied and said he was younger, there would have been few people who'd have argued.

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"Eighty three," he replied, arching a brow. It was smooth, maybe even the truth. He had traveled in time, after all.

"Is that too old for you? I mean, old and domestic...I can't believe you haven't bolted out the door."

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"You're so full of shit," Logan snorted, unable to believe the other man could be that old and reaching out to touch Jack's face.

"But whatever, you could be ninety and I wouldn't give a shit. Besides, I think the question should be, am I too young for you, Jack?" he asked, quirking a curious brow.