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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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?"

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"Not right now," Logan replied, stretching out lazily as he returned the kiss. Though his words didn't promise much, only that for the time being he'd calm down. ...At least until Jack did something he didn't like.

"You're kinda hot when you get pissed though," he grinned. "When you raise your voice, it goes straight to my..."

He cut himself off by kissing Jack harder, sitting up slightly so he could seal his lips over the other man's.

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Jack didn't need him to finish the thought. His kiss was careful so he wouldn't lose any of the candy, but his hand was sure and true as he reached for Logan's cock and gripped firmly. He squeezed gently rather than stroke, milking him until he was solid in Jack's grip.

"Thought...you didn't like be...being bossed around," he managed between kisses. The peppermint was melting quickly and he was nearly ready. He wanted Logan practically begging, though, before he did anything else.

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"I'm making an exception," Logan moaned, bucking up into Jack's hand impatiently. "Just- for you. For now."

He could taste the mint in Jack's mouth, and he licked his lips as he whimpered and bucked up again, his hand closing over Jack's as he tried to get more from the other man.

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"Mmm, okay. Just this once," he purred. Jack pulled back and crunched the peppermint until there was nothing left, his mouth stinging and tingling. He squeezed Logan's dick hard and grinned at him.

"Keep your hands to yourself," he ordered, then twisted back around and closed his mouth around the head, his fist gripping the shaft tightly. He sucked for a moment, swallowed, then parted his lips and took a long, slow, cool breath...making the peppermint burn slowly and freeze lightly at the same time.

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Letting his hands fall to his sides, Logan's fingers tangled in the bedsheets as Jack's lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. The sensation of peppermint against soft skin made him graon and then whimper, his fingers tightening in the fabric as he whined softly and found himself torn between wanting to buck up and pull away.

"Shit," he gasped.

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The grip loosened and Jack let his hand fall away so that he could work on swallowing as much of Logan's cock as he could. As long as his lips stayed tight around him, it was limited to a slight tingle, but when he took a breath, the shock the candy created was fucking electric.

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For every moan of pleasure, there was a gasp of shock, and Logan whimpered as he struggled to stay true to his word and simply obey Jack's orders. Even though he wanted to. He wanted to give Jack that power without a fight or an argument. Just for now.

"Please," he panted, still clawing at the sheets, wanting nothing more than to let go and hold onto jack instead. "It- it kinda-it burns. A little, it burns," he panted.

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"Mmhmm," he murmured, the sound vibrating in his throat and carrying through to Logan's cock. Jack kept his lips closed, sucking, swallowing, licking until the peppermint faded, and then the sweetness faded away, too. By then, the only anguish came from his tongue, the motion,and the fact that he made sure none of it was enough to get Logan to come.

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Logan continued to whimper and gasp, his self control not nearly as strong as Jack's. His fingers slipped from the bedsheets and almost instantly tangled in Jack's hair instead. Holding the other man as he thrust up, needing more.

"Fuck, come on, harder," he growled.

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Jack instantly obeyed. He gripped the root tightly, stroking and sucking as he moaned around the mouthful. The tug on his hair shot straight to his groin, making him rock his hips against the bed. He knew just what Logan liked, where to lick, how hard, how fast...

He looked up the length of the other man's body, intent on making him come undone and watching every second.

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Between the gasps and the moans, Logan looked... smug. Smarmy. Again Jack was doing what he wanted, and that little power trip was better than anything Jack could have done with his lips. So while part of him had wanted nothing more than to see Jack take control, he couldn't help but feel as if he'd won some sort of struggle, knowing that Jack would inevitably do what he wanted.

"Faster," he groaned, tugging Jack's hair harder and bucking up even more, his hips lifting and falling again and again.

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Faster. Harder. Deeper. Jack used everything he knew to bring him to the edge, intent on seeing him come apart. As Logan thrust into his mouth, Jack pulled away a little and stopped. Simply stopped. The feeling of the shaft driving into his mouth, sliding against his lips and tongue, coupled with the hands in his hair that held him in place was fucking fantastic.

He slid his hands in beneath Logan's ass, gentle pressure spurring him to take it. To fuck Jack's mouth and just use him. To lose that smug look as he came for him.

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When Jack stopped, Logan faltered. Again he was getting the control he wanted. First with the candy and the gag, and now like this. There had been a struggle, sure, but even after winning Jack had handed the power back over, and it felt... wrong. After all, half the fun was the struggle. Half of the appeal of Jack was that he never held back.

Something had changed. He wasn't sure how, but Logan knew he'd messed up somehow. That he'd changed the balance somehow. ...Though he had no idea just what exactly he'd changed or how. It didn't even occur to him that he was probably just over thinking it.

His cock throbbed, and part of Logan wanted nothing more than to come. To spill deep in Jack's mouth and down his throat. To take whatever he wanted... But no, he could have self control sometimes, and he bit his lip before catching his breath and stopping as well.

"What... What's wrong?" he asked, honestly concerned even though he sounded more aroused than anything else.

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He uttered a low groan of abject disappointment. "Nuh-hing," he said around Logan's dick, then pulled away so he could actually speak. Jack brought a hand up and dragged it across his chin to dry off and he caught his breath.

"Nothing's wrong," he managed to say, ducking again to press kisses against Logan's hips. His lips were swollen and his jaw was sore, but neither of those were wrong. "Want you," he murmured. "To come. Hard."

He spared one more look at Logan before he grabbed his thighs and forced his legs apart. Jack laid a heavy hand on the guy's chest for leverage and closed his mouth and other hand around his cock once again, this time not giving Logan any say in the matter. Jack wanted him to come in his mouth and that was what was going to happen.

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Logan had been ready for a serious conversation, words waiting on the tip of his tongue as he'd started to sit up. Words that he realized would probably never see the light of day when Jack's hand kept him down, and his lips wrapped around his cock again.

What had once been an intelligent sentence concerning the power struggle between them, and what had almost been a question about just who was the alpha male, quickly became nothing more than a deep moan, his hips trying to thrust up again as his fingers instantly tangled back in Jack's hair.

"I was-I was talking," he panted, though the deep groan that followed didn't make it sound like much of a complaint.

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Jack pushed harder to keep him in place on the bed, his mouth moving hard and fast and wet. He barely heard Logan's words over the needy moans rolling from his chest. Those hands in his hair were as encouraging as Logan's gasps and thrusts and Jack sucked him off relentlessly, one single goal keeping him focused.