For Logan

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Jack grinned and looked through the selection. There was more than enough to have a little fun...or a lot of fun. He picked out a few bars of chocolate, a handful of jawbreakers, kicking back what he was certain was gum, and grabbed a peppermint candy that looked more appropriate for Christmas than Halloween.

"Go in the bedroom. Take off your clothes, and get comfortable. I'll be in in a minute," he said.

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Jack swallowed audibly and stepped closer. His hands came to rest on Logan's hips and he walked backward, pulling Logan along.

"I'm just going to have to wash you off again..."

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"Ditto," Logan replied simply, holding on lightly to Jack as they shuffled through the hut, leaning in to kiss him occasionally. He didn't care if they tripped or fell, so long as he got to touch and taste, already wound up tight again as his fingertips explored damp skin.

The cold made him shiver, but that was just another excuse to press closer. An excuse he took full advantage of.

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He pulled Logan closer roughly and bodily moved him onto the bed, following him down. A low growl escaped when he hoisted Logan's weight around, treating him like a rag doll.

"That mark looks good on you," he rasped, prodding it with his fingers. "Looks like my mouth...and it'll last for days..."

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Logan winced when Jack prodded the dark bruise, fighting out of instinct, rather than any actual desire to get away.

"Marking your territory, Jack?" he asked. "Can't claim what isn't really yours you know."

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He smiled slowly and met Logan's eyes. "You're really mine," he said softly, dangerous and affectionate all at once. "My favorite mess. My...something. Logan. Baby." His grin twisted sinister and he reached for the man's shoulders to hold him down. "Mine enough to be worth marking."

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Jack's tone made something inside of him knot up tightly, aroused and unsure all at once. He knew what he'd asked for, and he had no doubt that Jack would give it to him. But in that moment, laying pinned beneath Jack and looking up at that grin,Logan wasn't sure he'd made the wisest request.

But no, he trusted Jack. The man had saved his life after all, and after a moment he stopped struggling.

"Yours," he agreed. "Just like you're mine. My... something. My Captain. ...My Jack."

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Jack dropped and kissed him hard, tongue and teeth claiming Logan's mouth. His hands slipped away from the shoulders to hold the guy's face and the brutality faded incrementally until the power of Logan's words melted him from the inside out.

"My favorite," he repeated on a whisper against Logan's lips. Jack's possessive tendencies were unlike those of most people. Logan had absolute freedom and in no way did Jack own him...but he'd made a promise more to himself than to Logan. He'd sworn when Ace vanished there wouldn't be anyone else he kept this close.

It was a good thing he knew himself so well. He lied to everyone--himself most of all. Now that he'd fallen into it, called the man Mine and marked him so distinctly, Jack's devotion was a force of nature.

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Logan had struggled at first to believe he was anything more to Jack than a good lay. A bit of excitement when there were no dinosaurs to fight or disasters to avoid. Now though? Now Logan knew better, he had for a while, and when Jack called him his... When Jack called him his, Logan felt it.

In return there was no one on the island who he held in the same light as Jack. And while he wasn't committed to the other man in any traditional sense, and definitely not alone in his devotion to the other man, that didn't make Jack any less important to him. Logan had long ago accepted that Jack would never be his the way he was Jack's, and that like it or not, he would always be sharing... but that didn't make him love Jack any less. It didn't change the fact that when Jack touched him or kissed him, the rest of the island simply faded away until it was just them.

It didn't change the fact that at the end of the day, no matter who he flirted with, or even hooked up with, none of them came close to Jack Harkness.

It was disgusting really, and if he hadn't been half hard and busy lapping up every word that fell from the other man's lips, he might have snapped to his senses and shoved his finger down his throat to purge all the romantic sap he'd been gorging himself on lately.

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Jack devoured Logan's lips until he could hardly stand it anymore, then pulled away to take a breath. He let go of the guy's face and one hand moved to catch a wrist...but the other simply shifted and took hold of him by the throat.

"You're such a fucking tramp. You're already hard and all I did was kiss you," he said, squeezing very gently. Just enough for Logan to feel it.

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Tipping his head back, Logan swallowed hard, Jack's hand making it only slightly difficult to do so. Locking eyes with the other man, Logan smirked as he rocked up slightly, letting Jack hold him down even as he squirmed wantonly.

"That's fresh, coming from a whore like you. At least I don't have sweets shoved up my ass. You should have seen yourself, Jack, Ass in the air, begging for more. Such a slut."

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His eyes darted to the table where there was still plenty of candy lying around. He licked his lips slowly and reached for a jawbreaker the size of a marble and held it up.

"Don't knock it until you try it," he said as he popped it in his mouth and began to move down Logan's body.

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Logan's brow creased, and he watched Jack curiously, sure that this wasn't what they'd been talking about when they'd headed into the bedroom. He knew enough to guess what Jack had in mind though, and his legs snapped together as he drew his knees up to try and stop Jack from going ahead with his plan.

"Don't you dare," he warned.

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Jack caught the candy between his teeth and looked up at Logan from beneath his lashes. He laid his hands on the knees locked together and pulled, forcing Logan's legs apart with more strength than he ever exerted, although he always had the potential to do so.

"Oh, I dare," he replied, his words a bit unclear since his teeth were fixed as they held the jawbreaker. "Since you don't have another lollipop..."

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The look on Logan's face made it clear that it wasn't happening without a tussle, and though Jack managed to spread his legs, Logan still sat up and attempted to fight the other man off. Despite the playful nature of the brawl though, he didn't hold back, and it was clear that if Jack wanted to do what he had in mind, he'd have to do more than tell Logan to lay still this time. After all, Logan had some dignity left. ...Somewhere.

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He shoved Logan back and rose so he had enough leverage to keep him that way. Insinuating himself between Logan's legs, he took a knee to his ribs and grunted softly. Skin slapped softly against skin as he reached and grabbed and held and pushed, fighting Logan off and working hard to get him subdued.

"Knock it off," he snapped. "Take it like a bitch."

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"If that thing goes near me, I swear, I'll make sure you can't use your dick for a week," Logan growled, using the fact that Jack's legs were between his to his advantage as he squeezed them tight and rolled them over.

"Give it," he demanded, grabbing Jack's face in one hand and squeezing as he tried to force the other man's mouth open.

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He struggled and reached for Logan's face to push him away as he locked his jaw shut with the candy pressed between tongue and palate.

"Fuck off," he said tightly. "Not sticking my dick in an ass full of candy, anyhow."

Jack twisted and pushed, lifted and pulled, wrestling with Logan. It didn't take long before he was fighting just to fight, the end not remotely tied to the means anymore.

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"Son of a- Fuck"

Logan had been very sure he was winning, but then Jack's hand was in his face and they were rolling the other way. The fight wasn't as violent as some of their past tussles had been, slapping rather than hitting, shoving rather than trying to break one another's noses for a change... Though it was still rough.

Falling onto his back, he struggled to shove Jack off, trying to ignore how aroused he felt every time the other man raised his voice. He'd always had a slight thing for authority, despite how often he tended to rebel against it, but there was still no way in hell he was letting Jack win.

"Candy loving, cock sucking, fucking... fucker," he growled.

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Jack moved faster, his smacks more precise. He kept shoving Logan down to the mattress every chance he got, but it was rare as he slapped away quick hands and rough knees. He rolled and twisted again and got the upper hand for a half-second. It was all he needed. He put a firm hand in the middle of Logan's back and shoved him, face down, onto the bed and made a grab for the back of the man's neck to hold him in place.

"Stop!" he barked. "You're going to fucking love this."

He sucked his finger loudly for a moment, then the wet digit wormed its way in between Logan's cheeks, fighting clenched muscle every millimeter.

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It was the hand on his neck that did it, his body going still as if trained. Jack had no way of knowing exactly what sort of emotions the touch triggered, how it left Logan feeling small and out of control. Helpless. Even though now he was much more than the boy he'd been when Aaron had used it to control him.

One simple touch that for nearly seventeen years had been the only warning he'd ever had that something bad was going to happen. The only way he'd ever known to stay still and take whatever punishment his father saw fit.

Laying still, he didn't even squirm away as Jack slipped one finger inside of him, his cheeks red and his body tense and tight as he focused on Jack's scent and voice, refusing to let Aaron ruin anything else for him.

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As soon as he had his finger buried to the knuckle, he let go of Logan's neck and twisted his hand to catch his hair.

"You trust me," he said, a sharp declaration rather than a question. His fingers in the guy's hair curled and tugged and he pulled his other hand back from the violation and stroked the tender skin gently.

"Now...hold still. I promise...you'll love this."

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Logan didn't fight. In fact, he hardly moved other than to tip his head back slightly to relieve the pull on his hair.

Shivering, he hesitated and then spread his legs slightly, offering himself to the other man and quietly hoping he was right to place so much trust in Jack Harkness.

"Okay," he replied softly.

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Jack let go of Logan's hair and twisted the other way, facing his feet. Slow and steady hands gripped his ass and kneaded, spreading him slowly. There had been enough build up to it and Jack dropped, flicking his tongue along the crack, taunting until he reached the entrance. His fingers moved in and pulled him wider so that he could drive his tongue in, sliding and darting, pressing and laving against the sensitive skin.

But that was all. Nothing unusual or different and certainly nothing but the warmth of his remarkably talented tongue. There wasn't even the faint sound of the candy clacking against his teeth as his mouth moved, expert and obscene.

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Logan had tensed again, but when it became clear that Jack had no intention of violating him with any sort of confection, he relaxed. Moaning softly, his toes curled, and he twitched and clenched as he tried not to arch up.

It was nothing like he'd expected, considering that Jack had been on his knees only moments ago, asking him if he wanted to be hurt. It was nothing like that at all. It was gentle, rewarding, and he melted against the bedsheets with a moan.

"God, Jack..."

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He kept it up until his jaw ached and his tongue was heavy. Before stopping entirely, Jack dragged his lips over the curve of Logan's ass, bit into the supple flesh once, and then rolled him over.

"You put up a hell of a fight," he grinned. "I swallowed the fucking thing a long time ago." Jack sat up and looked at the table and found the peppermint he'd wanted earlier. Popping it in his mouth, he rolled it around and then bit down sharply to crack it before he twisted to brush his lips against Logan's.

"You want to keep fighting?"