[for logan]
Nov. 23rd, 2008 10:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
more_flexibleJack was fucking exhausted. The ITF had trained harder and longer than any given weekday training exercise. It had been 48 hours of pure, non-stop...bliss. His whole body was sore, even after a shower and breakfast. He'd been burning through everything so fast that he didn't even have much of a hangover from last night's party.
He'd told Logan when he'd be back and to come over, but he hadn't thought he'd be waiting. Jack pushed open his door and the first thing he saw was his bed...and the body in it. He smiled as his eyes wandered over Logan, naked and brazen and just lying there.
"Hey there," he grinned. "Did'ja miss me?"
He'd told Logan when he'd be back and to come over, but he hadn't thought he'd be waiting. Jack pushed open his door and the first thing he saw was his bed...and the body in it. He smiled as his eyes wandered over Logan, naked and brazen and just lying there.
"Hey there," he grinned. "Did'ja miss me?"
