genderswitch || Logan

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Jack rolled over and the sun shone through the window across the bed. His hand slid over Logan's body to pull him close and wake him up with drowsy kisses. Except Jack's hand slipped over smooth skin and soft curves and for a split second he couldn't figure out why he'd fallen asleep with Helen. He cracked his eyes and saw who was in his bed...from beneath a curtain of heavy, dark hair. One glance at his hand told him all he needed to know.

"Hey, baby," he said, his voice husky and soft melodic in a way his own never was. "Wake up. You're really gonna want to see this."

He lifted his knee and dragged one soft leg up to Logan's all the way to his hip while delicate fingers traced the soft curve of the side of the his breast.

"C'mon. Wake up."

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Logan frowned, but relaxed a little as he leaned forward slightly, unfolding his arms and sighing softly.

"Fine," he said quietly, leaning in and kissing Jack gently. "Whatever."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Whatever?" he asked quietly, not entirely sure what that meant. He was finding more and more that what he'd been so sure of about Logan was just...wrong. It kept him on his toes.

His hands slid back and then one rose to Logan's hair and the other moved down to the small of his back. He lingered against slow, soft kisses and learned just how these new lips felt beneath his own.

"Breakfast kinda sounds good..." he murmured, making no move to get up or let Logan get up either.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Bacon, eggs... Pancakes. With butter and syrup. Could be nice," he purred, ignoring Jack's question and reaching out to hold on tightly. "Chocolate. Whipped cream. ...I can keep going."

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"Stop it...you're making me hungry," Jack chuckled. Pushing Logan down to the bed, he braced himself above him and grinned even wider. "I wonder if I can get out of training so I could spend the day with you and chocolate and..."

The point of his musing was ruined when his stomach growled and Jack dropped his head to Logan's shoulder, laughing softly. As appealing as staying in bed all day was, it seemed he had the same appetite as always.

"Or we could go eat and then take a shower. That's something I never got to do last time. Well, not with anyone."

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"Mmm, showers are good. I'm pro-shower. Nice, wet... showers," Logan murmured softly, giggling to himself and eventually pushing Jack out the way with a cheeky look as he got to his feet.

His clothes were far too big, and after digging around he found one of Jack's shirts, pulling it on and wearing it like a dress. The hem fell just around mid-thigh, and if he lifted his arms, bordered on completely indecent. Though unless he started doing cartwheels or jumping for joy, it would be just fine.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Nice," he laughed. He was only a moment behind Logan, pulling on a tank top he usually wore when running and a pair of fatigues that had to be held in place with a belt. It was the absolute opposite of a dress and felt at least familiar. Jack turned to face Logan and tried to tug the edges of his tank to cover the sides of his breasts a little better.

"You think I can get away with this? Just to find something else?"

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Logan grinned, circling the other man curiously, before stepping up behind him and kissing the back of his neck. "Well I like it..." he decided, slipping his arms around Jack for just a moment, before sliding his hands up to cup the other man's breasts through his top.

"I kinda like it a lot..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack hummed softly and covered Logan's hands with his own, twining fingers together. He leaned back against the warmth of Logan's body, warm and familiar even though he felt totally different.

"Gonna take some getting used to, not feeling you hard against me," he grinned, looking back over his shoulder. Rolling his hips, he pushed his ass against Logan for emphasis. "Come on...let's go get food before I just strip you again."

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Logan let go with a soft reluctant sounding groan, pulling away and heading for the door.

"Fine. Shower, clothes and food... but then we're coming back to bed. Or at least finding somewhere else to be naked," he decided, tugging on the hem of the t-shirt the way he'd usually tug on his shirt sleeves, catching himself when he remembered it was Jack's not his and quickly folding his arms over his chest instead.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He followed along, eyes on the back of Logan's legs. There was a momentary stab of regret that he wasn't still a guy because he had a practically overwhelming urge to jerk Logan back into the hurt and fuck him against the wall. Not impossible now, just a little bit more logistically complicated.

"Well, there's your place, my place, we could take over someone else's room. Beach...if we've got a blanket. Sand isn't something you want in your...nevermind."

He caught up and walked past, smacking Logan's ass on the way. He laughed and ran away a few yards before he turned to be able to watch him walk.

"You're so gorgeous."

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"You always say that," Logan snorted, rolling his eyes as he tried to catch up. Though his own eyes did a little wandering also, looking Jack over curve by curve, his gaze settling on the other man's breasts before flickering away.

"We could go swimming, down by the falls. Grab a couple of swim suits... make an evening of it. Though your place is closer, and it has a bed. Plus, you have all those fun toys, might be totally different like this," he realized, wetting his lips as he considered it for a moment, the look on his face making it clear he was picturing something filthy.

"But whatever. It all sounds good to me."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I hate planning that far ahead. Let's start small," he grinned as Logan caught up. Jack took his hand and laced his fingers with Logan's until they got to the Compound.

"I wonder who else this happened to. The Doctor's a pretty woman. So's Ianto. Plus? It's way more fun than being in someone else's body. Don't have to worry about being careful with their...stuff."

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"I never got stuck in another body," Logan replied, lacing his fingers with Jack's and falling into step beside him. "Wouldn't want to either," he added. "I have a hard enough time being in my own."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well...imagine how the person wearing your skin for a few days would feel," he shrugged, heading straight for the coffee pot. "This last time, Enjolras was in my body and I don't know what the hell he did, but I know he wasn't used to having a sex drive. And his room mate was wearing John...cosmic joke right there. Even when we weren't us, our bodies still had a hell of a lot of fun." Jack laughed softly and looked around at the faces. Some he knew and some he didn't, but the only one he was concerned with was Logan.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

The idea of someone else in his body made him itch, and he looked uncomfortable for a moment, before he sighed and perched himself on the edge of the counter, crossing his legs in a small show of modesty.

"You don't talk about him much," he said. "John, I mean. You kind of don't talk about him at all it seems."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"No, I don't," he agreed. Jack sipped his coffee and kept his eyes on Logan's legs even though he wasn't really seeing them. He got lost in thought and fell silent for a few moments before he finally looked up, decision made. "Did you want to know something?"

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"About him? I dunno, maybe. He just seems important. Like, this thing in your life that obviously matters, but you just don't talk about. Which is fine, you know, I have plenty of things I keep to myself. I just... I wonder, sometimes, about what he was like. Who could have been such a big deal to you. All I've seen are the bruises and the scratches. I don't really know the story behind it all. I mean, was it like this? Was it like us? Was it just a game? Or did he-"

He bit his lip, not sure how to even begin to ask what he was thinking, eventually settling on the only thing he knew to be true.

"... I just know that sometimes people can really fuck you up, and you'll still love them. Even if you really wish you didn't."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"It wasn't a game. It started as the job and...well, it got intense. That's bound to happen when you're stuck with someone for five years. The only other person who remembers what's happened before in the time loop." Jack shrugged and looked into his coffee cup like it might hold answers.

"You got an idea of what I did. I didn't do it alone," he continued. "All you've got to do is picture what we could do to each other, given time. While he was here, I was in the clinic every day to use the nanobots. Fighting and fucking and...things...when we were partners, we were a hell of a pair."

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Looking down at his bare feet, he let his legs come uncrossed, the heels of his feet occasionally bumping the cabinet beneath him, and his knees pressed tightly together.

"You loved him though?" he asked. "I mean you had to, right? You can't tell me it was just loyalty."

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"Love?" he snorted. "I'm not sure I'd say I loved him. But maybe, yeah. I hated him, so who knows. I just know it was nothing like this," Jack said quietly. He sat the cup beside Logan' and laid both hands on his knees, sliding them up his thighs.

"Loyalty. Total devotion. Unbelievably violent. Fun. We were...I don't even know how to explain it. We were partners. It meant everything at the time."

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"You miss him?" Logan asked softly, reaching out to toy with Jack's hair, winding one of the loose curls around his fingers and tugging gently. "Do you think about him a lot? ...Do you dream about him?"

His voice got softer with each question, nearly a purr by the time he said the last word. And honestly, he wasn't even sure he was talking about the other man anymore, his focus shifting slightly as he let go of Jack's hair and traced his fingertips over the sharp line of the other man's cheekbone.

"God you're beautiful," he gasped.

He let his hand fall away, moving to rest it on the counter instead, his shoulders hunching slightly as he seemed to try and fold in on himself.

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"No," he purred, his fingers only stopping when they were beneath the hem of the shirt. "I think about you. And I dream about..." He grinned and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "...Breakfast."

He chuckled as he pulled away, turning to get some of the food that had been prepared and then he leaned back against the counters. Looking over at Logan, he shook his head.

"I can't believe you want to know this stuff. No one else does. No one ever has."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

His hair fell into his face as he shrugged his shoulders, and he pushed it back lazily as he watched Jack in return.

"Maybe I'm just nosy," he replied, slipping off the counter and wandering over to the coffee pot. He looked thoughtful as he poured himself a cup and put together a small plate, and tilted his head as he leaned near the other man and began to eat.

"Or maybe I just like knowing you, maybe that's important to me."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack shot him a skeptical glance and shook his head slowly. "You're one of the only people who can get me to spill this stuff." Maybe that meant Logan was one of the lucky ones, or maybe Jack was just secure in the idea that the things he'd done wouldn't send Logan running away. Whatever it was, it felt good, if uncomfortable at times, to open up a little.

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"Yeah?" Logan asked, glancing over and then back down at his food. "What else can I do?" he asked, lips curling into a teasing grin as he reached over to pinch something off the other man's plate.

If he was honest though, jack made him open up in ways he wasn't always comfortable with, no matter how easily the words spilled out. He had a feeling there was nothing left he wouldn't tell the other man if he asked. No secret too dark to drag into the light if he ever wanted to know.