[for logan]

[more_flexible]

Jack 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?"

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Jack purred his approval and probed a few more times before he withdrew. He rose to his knees and took Logan's hand to get him to sit up.

"C'mere," he said quietly, using the momentum to sit back on his ass. "In my lap. Get on me."

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Using Jack's hand to pull himself up, Logan rolled onto his knees and shuffled closer. He didn't stop until he was settled in Jack's lap, his arms moving to drape around the other man's neck.

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He practically moved Logan like a doll, holding him tight to his chest and pulling his legs to wrap them around. His lips devoured kisses along his collar bones and throat as he shifted and lifted and finally reached down to guide his cock into place, teasing the entrance before he loosened his hold on Logan so he could take it at his own pace. Jack tilted his head up and kissed Logan's mouth, kissed him twice before the guy could realize just how hungry Jack was.

Close like this, needing and wanting him so much, Jack's body warmed and the pheromones everyone from his time and the air between them was practically intoxicating. It was something he could control most of the time, using it or holding back to his advantage. Sometimes, though, just sometimes he didn't bother to try to control it at all.

"Just hold on."

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Logan all but melted against him, his body buzzing as he settled in. He felt flushed and warm, and if he could have gotten any closer, he would have. As it was he was practically clawing at the other man, kissing him hard as he whimpered and searched for more.

"Jack, please," he begged quietly, pushing against Jack's erection, but waiting for some sort of signal that it was okay. That he could have it. It was so unlike him to be so... pliant and well behaved. The struggle and the need for control simply gone for a moment as he let himself be taken over by Jack... and everything that seemed to come with being with the other man.

"Need you."

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Jack lifted Logan bodily and thrust slowly when he lowered him again. Hands and arms, body and mouth, he was all over and around and against him. Soft moans and low growls spilled across Logan's skin.

"Kiss me," he whispered. "Touch me. Fuck, I need you. Logan...God Logan..."

The position made it hard to move, impossible to do anything fast or hard. It was agonizingly slow, the slide of skin against skin as sweat prickled along his spine. Everything slowed down and he couldn't seem to hold Logan close enough.

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"Fuck," Logan gasped, sinking down slowly and then doing his best to lift himself up again. "Jack... God, fuck, you feel so... You feel good. Really good," he moaned, closing his eyes and tipping his head back.

Everything was slow and hot, his body twisting as he tried to push down again, wanting more. Needing more. It was like riding a roller coaster, but never quite getting to the top of the hill, and Logan rocked down harder gasping and panting.

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His arms coiled around Logan, one sliding higher to tangle his fingers into the soft locks, the other sinking low to hold his ass. Every time Jack lifted, he pulled Logan down, closer, grinding into him. His stomach crunched as he moved and it wasn't long before sweat made it so Logan's cock stroked against him.

He kept kissing, lips burning and swollen, teeth scraping and nipping where he could. He murmured pretty promises in languages he knew Logan didn't know...couldn't know. It didn't matter what he said. The way he said it was enough to get across what he meant.

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Holding on tightly to Jack's shoulders, Logan's nail's dug into sweat-slick skin, leaving behind small red marks as he ducked his head as best as he could to nip at Jack's jaw. Lips and teeth brushing over the other man's throat as he let Jack guide him.

"Jack, come on," Logan panted, squirming a little harder as he continued to ride the other man's cock, his leg's squeezing Jack's middle tightly. He growled wanting more, and clenched his ass tightly as he groaned and tried to coax the other man unto giving him more.

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"S'the problem...with you," he panted. "Such a hurry."

Jack huffed a soft laugh as his fingers grabbed Logan's hair roughly and he lurched forward, dropping Logan to the bed and practically folding him in half. He slipped free in the change but guided his cock back in without missing a beat. He pumped his hips hard, skin cracking against skin. He grabbed Logan's wrist roughly and held one arm to the bed tightly.

"B...better?"

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Hitting the bed with a thump, Logan hissed as he started to struggle a little. Using his free hand, he dragged the other man closer, his fingers tangling in Jack's hair, tugging hard as he arched up to kiss the other man.

"Can't help that I want it," he gasped. "Besides... never-I never learned any patience."

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Jack growled low in his throat and kissed Logan hard. His hips pistoned hard and sharp and he had to grab the guy's shoulder to keep him in place. Every thrust shoved him away and Jack's fingers dug into the muscle.

"What do you want? Hmm?" he asked savagely. "Me? All of it? Need to feel me?" He punctuated his questions with a brutal thrust...and then stopped. He drew back a little to look at the guy. "Need to hear that I love you?"

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Logan swore when Jack stopped, his head hitting the mattress hard as he inhaled sharply. He'd been close, so close, and suddenly... Nothing.

"Son of a- fuck. Come on, please, okay? Please," he panted, struggling harder and trying to push back against the other man's cock. "I want you. Want to feel it. Want... fuck, everything. Alright? Need it. I already know you love me, now I just want... this. Us. Just 'cause there's love doesn't mean anything has to change."

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"Good," Jack grinned and reached for Logan's leg to hike it over his shoulder. With the new angle and the new leverage, he found the rhythm he'd had. It felt almost perfect. His hand smoothed over Logan's skin and then cracked against his flank sharply. The shock of it made him even tighter and Jack gasped.

"Come for me," he managed, coughing the words. He clenched his jaw and his thrusts grew erratic. The same three words fell from his lips, over and over until Jack groaned and pushed in to the hilt, shuddering violently as he came.

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Logan flinched when Jack's hand came down, and he shuddered and moaned as he took himself in hand.

He could feel Jack everywhere. Inside, outside... His scent, his touch, his voice... It was all there, pouring over him as he moved his hand faster, panting and gasping as he felt the other man come. That was all it took, and Logan managed to hold back just a moment longer. Ever defiant, even between the sheets.

He moaned Jack's name as he came, his back arching and his toes curling as he squeezed his eyes shut and enjoyed the ride.

"Fuck, Jack..." he panted, shivering and going limp against the bedsheets, sure that he was too worn out to ever move again.

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Jack let him go and withdrew slowly, savoring every second until he was free. He shifted to the side and dropped to the bed, half on Logan, his head on his chest. His fingers slipped through come on his stomach and Jack's smile curved enough that the tension of his cheek gave it away just before he rolled and turned to lick Logan clean.

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Logan couldn't believe Jack was still going, and he whimpered a little before letting out a moan, still breathless and boneless on his back.

No matter how many times they did this, Jack never failed to surprise him. To excite him. Silently, he wondered just how long it would be until things became mundane and dull. After all, what more could there be?

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Every inch of skin, from hip to throat, had been licked or sucked or kissed by the time Jack stopped. He landed one more kiss against Logan's chin before he turned and dropped his feet to the floor and felt around for the joint he'd left.

"Roll over," he said with it held firmly between his lips. As he struck the match, he turned to look over his shoulder at Logan and he smiled around the joint. "Unless you're...done."

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Logan whined a little, stretching out and then squirming a little. amazed that Jack wasn't tired yet. He opened his mouth to complain that he was too tired, but in the end simply did as he was asked.

The other man had him curious now.

Rolling onto his stomach, he turned his head so he could watch Jack with his joint, his own sulking put on pause as he took in the sight of him. Every little detail and bump...

"What now?" he asked lazily.

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"You're going to want this now," he said before he took a deep hit and handed it off . He waved a dismissive hand toward the shell so when Logan was done he'd know what to do with it. Jack spread Logan's legs and crawled between them, settling on his knees.

"I want to see just how flexible you can be," he said with the words rolling out with the smoke. He took Logan by the hips and lifted his ass up higher.

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Taking the joint, Logan couldn't help but feel a little nervous as he took his first long hit, letting Jack lift him and move him with only a soft groan of complaint. The next hit chased away the nerves though, and by the time he was stubbing out the joint, he couldn't even remember what the word 'nervous' meant.

Cheek pressed firmly against the pillow, he arched his back lazily as he settled in and got comfortable, smiling stupidly and then laughing softly.

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He reached for the lotion and slicked his fingers, wondering for a moment if he had enough left. He spread Logan slowly and every touch was light and careful, teasing him to relax. It wasn't long before the tight ring of muscle let go, stretched and used as it was, and the load slipped out and ran down along Logan's crack. Jack smirked, wondering just how Logan would react to the sensation.

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Usually he'd have been embarrassed, cringing and squirming, and possibly even pulling away. However, the joint and the feeling of exhaustion changed everything, and though he still squirmed a little, clearly not comfortable with the feeling of fluid dripping down, Logan didn't start to struggle or fuss. Instead he simply whined softly, lowering his ass a little and pressing his face a little harder against the pillow. As if he was trying to hide.

He was worn and spent, and Jack... Jack couldn't be ready for another go yet, could he?

"Jack," he murmured, his voice muffled by cotton. "What..."

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Jack leaned in and pressed soft kisses against Logan's tail bone as he slipped two fingers into him. Working them in and back, he stretched him wider and wider, adding a third.

"I..." he said softly, "...am going to make you feel so good." Not much of an answer, but considering what he was doing, it was good enough.

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Jack said that a lot, though to his credit, he usually did just that. Logan would doubt, and in the end, Jack would show him something new and fantastic. Though that didn't stop Logan from worrying, his body tensing a little as the other man added another finger.

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He traced the curves of Logan's ass, dipping a bit along the crack as he moved from right to left and back. He continued fucking him slowly, spreading his fingers farther, working him open, fingers stroking against his prostate.

Once Logan relaxed again, he twisted his wrist and spread two fingers wide to massage parts of Logan's anatomy he had a hunch no one had ever even touched. Nerves had always been a specialty of his, ones that brought pain like the ones he'd taught Logan to find. Now...now he was experimenting with something that felt good enough to make Logan do much more than whimper.