Saturday 20th/Sunday 21st

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Jack had returned to the party, had drank some and smiled some- just like nothing was wrong- had danced some, and then he came back home. Alone. He hadn't even tried to pick anyone up. Even if he'd left the fight with every intention of finding a single willing body, when the opportunity presented itself, he had to admit that he just wasn't interested. Oh, he was a little interested. Just not enough to leave with anyone, and certainly not enough to take them home to the bed where Logan ought to have been.

He simply went home alone, fell into bed still dressed, and slept off the booze until the sun was above the trees. It took a minute after he woke up to fit everything that had happened into place and once he had, he came to one conclusion.

He felt like such a dick.

After he changed his clothes, Jack headed for the Hamlet, only to find that Logan hadn't gotten there last night. Since he really didn't want Joe having to lug his corpse off into the jungle to somewhere he'd never be found, he simply suggested that maybe he'd misheard and that Logan was going to Anne's. It bought him enough time to go back home and try to puzzle out where the younger man had gone. It was a little while before he noticed the box that held the gun askew on the shelf. Jack went over and looked, relieved to find the gun still in there, but upon further investigation he saw the wedding ring was gone. It got him to look around more carefully and he found the lighter was missing, and the cell phone, too. As were a few other things. Logan's things. Logan's most important things.

The missing items and the fact that Logan had never made it to Joe's settled on him and he was sure he couldn't breathe. He sat down heavily, missing the chair and landing on the floor. He knew it would happen one day; he'd known Logan would vanish. He just wasn't ready. They hadn't even gotten married yet.

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"Love you, Jack. -God, captain, fuck, please," Logan moaned, giving up all control as he simply lost himself in the pleasure and how it felt to have Jack inside of him, filling him.

It was overwhelming, and his breath caught in his throat as he closed his eyes and rolled his hips as much as he could. He really couldn't have cared less about who won the bet anymore. All he wanted was Jack.

"Need you," he gasped, using his legs to keep him close since his arms were still pinned down.

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It was just what he needed to hear. The tension had settled low in his gut and his groin was burning as he spiraled closer to coming undone. He didn't want to, not yet, so he drew back and his thrusts were short, slow, and shallow. Jack was murmuring sweets obscenities in Logan's ear, half the time not even in English, saying the things he stumbled over normally. Whispered words of love and devotion, promises made in the moment that with anyone else would have been broken by the time he was done and dressed, Jack said it all as he gave Logan just enough to wind him up but not enough to get him off.

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Everything Jack said, every last word, had him wound up and hot. The sweet promises and the filthy demands- they were all perfect. His whole body felt like it was on fire, and he whimpered as Jack held back and kept him on edge.

"Please," he panted, trying to free his arms again and letting out a frustrated sound when he couldn't. He'd been trying so hard to stay in control, but he was wound tight and breathless. Desperate to come.

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Jack loved listening to him plead, but it didn't make him change. He thrust in to the hilt once, then resumed the short strokes. His grip loosed, but he kept Logan pinned to the bed with his forearms while he moved, changing the angle when he pulled up a leg and his knee found purchase against the bed to give him more leverage.

"Beg," he demanded softly, then thrust in deep again, only to pull back and keep going with only minimal movement. "You know I can make you come so hard you see stars...all you have to do is beg me to do it."

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"Bastard," Logan gasped. "I- I'm not begging. Just do it. Fuck, come on. You-You gonna make me see stars? Gonna make me-make me faint?" he asked, panting and gasping as he tried to move with him.

"You're a cocky son of a- ohfuckJack," he babbled, digging his heel in harder as he rocked hard, trying to get the other man deeper as he gasped for air.

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Jack let go of one arm and lifted himself up. Looming over Logan, he started to drive into the other man, slow but forceful. It wasn't long before he picked up the pace and matched Logan's quick breaths, then a littler faster to get the younger man to match him. He knew just what he was doing and the concentrtaion it took to reach his goal kept him just barely in check. Still, he gripped the bedding as the tension built again, threatening to make him come sooner than he wanted.

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The moment his hand was free, Logan reached down to stoke himself. His fingers wrapped tightly around his cock, moving fast and without rhythm as he kept his eyes locked on Jack's.

He was lost in the moment, so into it that he hardly noticed the way he was gasping for air or the fact that he could hear his pulse pounding in his ears. All he could think about was Jack. Breathing wasn't as important as the quickly building pleasure or the look on the other man's face.

God he loved the way Jack looked when they fucked.

His breath caught again with one of Jack's short sharp thrusts, but this time he didn't gasp. This time he didn't have time. He was hyperventilating, and his hand flew from his cock to hold onto Jack as his eyes rolled back slightly and his body went limp.

Still, his erection never faltered, and his gaze only broke when he finally passed out. Completely enthralled by his fiance until the last moment.

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He didn't figure Logan would be out for long so he took advantage of the moment the man was out cold. He pulled back, slipped free, and pushed himself down the bed enough that he could take Logan in his mouth. He suckled gently, enjoying the way the man's cock felt in his mouth, full and heavy and thick. He was barely moving, just enough to keep him hard until Logan came to so that he could make him come. When he didn't wake up fast enough, Jack slid a finger deep into the slick, tight hole to stroke the swollen gland that thrummed in time with Logan's heartbeat.

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It took him a few moments to come to, and when he did he barely had time to gasp for air before he was moaning again. He couldn't really focus on what was going on, but it felt- It felt amazing. Groggy and confused, Logan didn't even try and hold back, coming hard and fast as he shuddered beneath the other man, panting and whimpering as the world slowly came back into focus.

"Jack," he saud finally, his voice low and small as his body shook and his fingers tangled in the bedsheets.

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Jack pulled away and swallowed before he guided his cock to the right spot and thrust in again, fucking Logan hard and fast and dirty. Goal achieved, now all he wanted was to lose himself inside the other man.

There had been more than enough build up and it wasn't long before he grit his teeth and practically snarled. He pumped his hips hard, sinking deep and trying to shove his cock in even deeper until he was totally spent. Only then did he fall forward and shudder hard.

"Mmm...God, I love how you sound," he muttered, his mind foggy and his whole body heavy and slow.

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Logan could hardly speak, and his response was silent- but clear. His arms wrapped tightly around Jack, he kissed him as hard as he could manage, mouthing the words 'I love you' against his lips before pulling back and stroking his hair.

His pulse was still pounding, and there was a moment where he thought he might faint again, his eyes slipping shut before he forced them back open and took a deep breath.

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He smiled against Logan's mouth and kissed him soundly one last time before he dropped off to the side to stretch out next to him.

"I love you, too," he said, quiet and heartfelt. Then he put on the most wicked grin imaginable. :And...I win."

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"Win? You didn't win. I... I faked it," Logan lied, finding his voice and moving so he could curl up against the other man. "It was a total draw. No winners. Now move so I can get comfortable."

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Jack moved over a little and settled so he could pull Logan close. Even now, he couldn't stand to not hold on to the younger man.

"You're such a liar," he chuckled. "But okay. A draw. I won't make you refill it for a year. Just this time. It's almost gone."

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"I'm not a liar," Logan insisted. "But, alright, fine. i'll do it this time. I can fill it later," he said, yawning and holding onto Jack.

He was silent for a while, and then cleared his throat. "You know, I dunno what I would do if you vanished," he admitted. "I can't imagine being here without you."

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A heaviness settled on him and he was silent for a long moment, the only sounds were their breathing and the whisper of skin on skin as he drew lazy shapes against Logan's skin.

"I'm not even going to tell you some of the thoughts I had this morning," he said finally. "I mean it, though. I can't do this, here, without you."

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"That's not true," Logan insisted. "You were fine before you ever met me, and you'd find a way to be okay if I vanished. You're strong like that, Jack."

Holding on tighter than before, he shivered a little and then sighed. "Before I had this though, I was just- Floating or something. Before I had you, I was a mess."

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"No. I wouldn't," replied Jack. "I've lost too many people here. If you were gone, I wouldn't be okay. Strong or not, Logan...I'm in over my head with you."

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His hand smoothed up Jack's chest, and he rolled slightly until he was practically on top of the other man.

"I guess I better just stick around then," he said softly, pressing his lips to Jack's and kissing him slowly, letting it linger as he held onto the other man's arms and moved to straddle him. It didn't matter that he was exhausted and ready to collapse, all he wanted was to let Jack know he was there. He hadn't vanished and he wasn't going to vanish. Not now. Not ever.