Logan || Islandversary

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Jack knew Logan hadn't wanted to be there so when he said he'd see Jack at home, Jack let him go without protest. But with Logan gone it just wasn't as fun. Yes, there were drinks. And dances. And conversation. But it lost something when Jack couldn't look over and see Logan. He loved the way his husband looked at him.

It wasn't late when he begged off the party and headed home. He was tipsy but not drunk. Just buzzed enough to feel alive and...horny. Such a juvenile term, but that was it. The Hamlet was quiet and Jack crept along the path, remembering distinctly when Logan lived here a long time ago. When sneaking into his hut after a party was just part of what they did.

He wondered if he'd be able to get into bed with Logan and kiss him awake. He wasn't sure he could be that quiet. Hell, the dogs would probably give him away.

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Jack let Logan hold him for a minute and enjoyed the brush of his lips. He pulled away abruptly and tossed the rope up over the beam. When it fell again he grabbed it and guided Logan's arms so he could bind them together over his head. He left plenty of slack so he could move the man around without straining anything.

With all that done, Jack bent down and caught Logan's leg. He wrapped the tail of the rope around his ankle and then around his thigh to keep his leg bent. There was a long line of rope winding Logan up, but as he'd asked...it wasn't complicated.

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Logan looked unsteady, and he frowned a little- but was surprisingly quiet about the situation. There were no accusations of Jack being a perv, or any attempts to wiggle free, just a look of deep concentration- as if it was taking everything Logan had to behave.

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Jack purred softly and ran his hand up and down Logan's side. He ducked his head and his tongue slithered out, licking the younger man's nipple that was trapped between the rope that wound around his chest.

"I love how you look," he said. "I love that you let me do this to you. You let me...just so I can make you do what I want. Hmm...what to do first..."

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Logan squirmed, hopping on one foot and then pulling himself in again.

"I don't know why I can't have both my legs," he protested quietly, looking up at his bound hands, and then at Jack.

"Worried I could get free and make a run for it?"

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He smirked, chuckled a bit in his throat, then reached down and took hold of Logan's balls.

"Smart ass comments like that...keep them up and I'll put the strap on you. I know how you love that."

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"Fucker," Logan growled, letting his wrists take his weight for a moment as he kicked Jack's shin with his free leg.

"Don't even think about it."

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"Ow!" Jack protested, then reached out lightning fast and slapped Logan across the face.

"You're such a shit," he spat, moving away so he could grab the paddle Logan had so lovingly made for him.

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Logan spat onto the floor, his cheek red where Jack's hand had made contact.

"Don't you dare," he snarled, trying to kick again and missing. "I mean it, Jack. Don't you dare."

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He ignored Logan this time. He laid his hand on the younger man's shoulder to steady him and then drew back. The paddle came down against his ass with a loud smack and then he smoothed the sting away with the polished wood...only to do it again.

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Logan swore and struggled harder, humiliation rushing through him as he realized how helpless he'd let Jack make him. He'd let the other man do this, and now he couldn't do a damn thing to stop him from doing anything he wanted.

"Fucking hurts," he swore, hissing and trying to turn his body away from Jack.

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"I know, baby. I know," he replied, swatting Logan again and then kissing his back. He was a master at coupling pleasure and pain, twisting Logan up until it was all the same thing. The sting of the paddle was no different than the slide of Jack's tongue over sensitive skin.

He reached around and took Logan in hand, jerking his cock just enough to wind him up. He gave one squeeze and then let go so he could drop the paddle across Logan's sore cheeks.

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Logan whimpered louder, but eventually went lax in his bonds, giving into the pleasure and letting Jack have control.

"Please," he panted finally, his head ducked and his muscles flexing as he tried to straighten up again.

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"That's what I like to hear," Jack purred, taking hold of Logan's cock again. He stepped around so his own erection pressed against the hot, raw flesh of Logan's cheeks and his other arm wrapped round to held him tight to Jack's chest. "That's more like it, Logan. You fight so hard but I know what you want."

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"Shut up," he hissed softly. "Just shut up, Harkness."

He pulled weakly on his bonds, then closed his eyes as he rested against Jack.

"Sometimes I hate that I want this from you," he admitted. "I hate that I can be this weak. That I let you have me."

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Jack began to push and pull him, gently swinging him. The rope creaked and pulled Logan's arms as it became harder and harder to keep up on the one foot. He was unstable, almost swinging free, and still Jack kept pulling him off, getting him close to the edge just to torment him.

"You. Love. It."

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"Shut up," he gasped again, letting out a choked sound as he tried to stop his body from swaying. His eyes were shut tightly, and his fingers flexed as he struggled against the rope again.

"You're such a- fuck. Fuck," he swore, losing his words as they melted into a tight groan of a sound.

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"Oh...I really am," Jack replied. He let go of Logan's cock just so he could wet a finger in his mouth and then press the slick digit into him, just to the knuckle. He toyed with Logan, perfectly aware of how helpless he was.

"You can't stop me," Jack pointed out, just in case Logan hadn't grasped that. "I can beat you. I can fuck you. I can just leave you hanging. And what can you do, baby? Call me names?"

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Logan was breaking down slowly, his wrists sore and body stiff. He let his head fall, and he took a slow breath.

He wasn't sure when his eyes had become damp, but they were, and he did what he could to hide it.

"Like you've ever really needed to tie me up to have power over me," he said finally. "You know. You know how weak you make me."

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"Yeah, but it takes a lot to wear you out," he replied. "One of these days I won't be able to keep up with you."

Jack kissed Logan's back as he fucked him slowly with his finger. Just the one. For more he'd need to fetch the lube. Right now he was just teasing.

"I love your back. I still remember the first time you let me touch you. When you said it was okay. When you started trusting me a little..."

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"I remember the first time we met- how you tried to help..." Logan gasped softly.

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"This was meant to be, Logan," Jack said softly against the back of Logan's neck, letting his warm breath feather across his skin and tickle the fine hairs at the nape of his neck. He held that for a moment and then pulled away, withdrawing the contact of his body, his finger, all touch entirely.

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Logan swallowed hard when Jack pulled away, not sure what to expect next.

Meant to be. Fate. How many times had they talked about that? How long had it taken for Logan to convince Jack that fate was real? That they were living proof.

From enemies to lovers- they'd been through so much.

"Do you ever miss hating me?" Logan asked, knowing Jack was still there, even though he couldn't feel him anymore.

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"I never hated you, Logan. You pissed me off and confused me, but I've never really hated you," he admitted. He'd wanted Logan. One way or another, since he'd met him, Jack had wanted him. But circumstances wouldn't allow that and if fighting was the most passion he'd get...well, that's what he'd done.

Jack came back with a short crop and stood to the side, rubbing it against Logan's toned stomach. He's grown since Jack had met him. Filled out. He had a trim surfer's body and jack loved the muscle just below the skin.

"But you hated me," he said, smacking the younger man sharply, but not too hard. Just enough to be felt. "You hated me so much. Tell me how much."

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Logan gasped, his stomach tensing enough to show his abs. He inhaled sharply, and then exhaled.

"I didn't always. You made me hate you. You had to try and take the only good thing I had. You had to pick him over me. You just had to stick the knife in when I was already wounded. You were such a bastard. You should be the one tied up. I should be beating you."

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"But I'm not. You are. You always give yourself to me like this because you know it'll be worth it," Jack said, smacking Logan again and again, just snapping it against his skin to make it tender and pink. His stomach was such a good target. Better than his ass.