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The supplies weren't hard to find and Jack was at Logan's within an hour of saying goodbye. The wiring was easy, overall. If he wanted something more complex, Jack would have to have more time, but a light bulb and an outlet weren't even a challenge. The hard part would be splicing it into the main line. He'd put up a small circuit breaker in the hut and had the gear all in place when he heard familiar footsteps. He walked to the doorway and spun the screwdriver he held in his palm.

"I was starting to wonder when you'd get back," he said. "You're almost wired for sound."

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The sounds he made crept higher in octive as he rocked against Logan, pulling at him even as he pushed him away. Slow, then slower, and with a soft mewling whimper he shuddered and spilled. It seemed like it went on forever as he thrust sharply with every pulse until he was completely spent.

He wasn't sure how long he had before his erection flagged and he had to withdraw, so he took advantage of every second. His hand curled around Logan's cock and stroked, slowly at first but growing faster.

"Come on, baby," he murmured when he'd found his voice again. "Just for me. All for me. Say it. Love to hear you say it..."

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"For you," Logan panted, "Just for- Fuck, Jack- captain, it's for you. Just you."

Reaching back he held onto Jack tightly, his eyes shut and his cheeks red as he gasped and moaned, thrusting shamelessly into the other man's hand.

"Please," he started to say, only to have his breath catch in his throat as he moaned, spilling into Jack's hand as his body gave in and let go with a shudder and a jerk.

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Jack held on, kissing everywhere he could reach until Logan stilled in his arms. He withdrew slowly but stayed close while he caught his breath.

"Love you," he murmured. "Love you like...something. Lots of somethings." Statements like that were proof positive as to why Jack used other poets words rather than try to put things together on his own. It was truth though. The purest, simplest truth he could think of at the moment.

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"I know, I love you too," Logan replied after a moment, finding his voice and rolling over slowly to look at the other man. "So don't take this the wrong way, but- I don't think you should stay here tonight."

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"You expect me to walk home after all this?" he asked, a soft smile settling in. "You're just cruel sometimes. Gimme a minute and I'll get out of your hair."

He took a deep breath and honestly wasn't upset in the least. Tired, sore, a little disappointed, but he'd survive. Of everything admitted to about needing Logan, it wasn't the same as being needy.

And besides, a trip to the clinic might be in order, just so his shoulder wouldn't hurt in the morning.

The one thing he resolutely did not do was ask 'why'.

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"Thanks," Logan replied, reaching out to stroke Jack's hair before yawning a little and stretching.

He was tired and sore, ready to sleep- and thankful that Jack hadn't asked why he wanted him gone.

He didn't have any good reason. No plans or bad intentions. There was no good reason for Jack not to stay the night- Logan just knew he wanted to be alone. Maybe part of it came down to testing the waters, making sure he could still have his space when he needed it, but really? Really, it probably came down to all the things they'd confessed. Words that had poured out so easily and had settled heavily, weighing him down and leaving him unsure.

He'd sworn he wouldn't fell for Jack. That this time it would be different, and yet- And yet he already had. And it was good. It was perfect. He had someone who loved him, and he got to keep his freedom too.

So why was he so scared?

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It took a few minutes before Jack could will himself up. Jeans and shoes on, he stood up and shifted the sling before he looked down at Logan, sprawled in his bed.

"Sleep. You look like you need it," he said, then sauntered out. He gathered his tools and closed the door quietly on his way out.

The walk home was dark and the whole way there he couldn't stop thinking. Things were way too good. Way too comfortable. After all that, maybe a couple days of cooling off wouldn't be bad. The last thing he wanted was for Logan to be the only one, and he didn't want to be that for Logan. Every time he thought they had things just right, another wall crashed and another level opened up and he was getting sucked into something he had been resolute about not wanting. After House, he wasn't going to go through that again.

It wasn't a goodbye he had given Logan. Not even a see you later. No commitment whatsoever. It felt...wrong, but he was certain it was the right thing to do.