Logan's whimpers faded into a soft groan of disappointment as Jack came, his body tensing and then relaxing as he returned the kiss.

"Yeah, well you... you are a bastard," he decided, dragging the other man down for another kiss. "A sticky, dirty, bastard," he sighed, wrapping his arms around the other man and then letting go with a sigh.

"I so need a shower now," he groaned, finding it hard to find the energy to move. There was a large bucket of water in the main room that he used to freshen up with on a morning, and though really he needed a shower, he was tempted to go use it up just to scrub himself clean.