echolls_cursed | Vampire AU Prequel

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Vampire AU Prequel

Logan didn't do bars, not often any way. Too many people, too much going on... too many girls sniffing for money rather than love. Usually he hated it, but tonight...

Tonight he just needed to get out, to have a few drinks and enjoy the city of LA for what it was. Mindless, soulless, and empty. Really, the more he dwelled on it the more Logan was sure those were exactly the sort of qualities he'd been looking for in home, and he grinned as he polished off his drink and left enough cash on the bar for tip and his tab.

Ignoring the many writhing and twisting bodies on the dance floor, Logan made his way to the exit, ready to head home for the night. Passing the pool table, he pushed open the door and stepped into the night. The streets were busy, but he didn't mind, he'd cut through the alleyway and take a shortcut home.

The lamp light flickered as he stepped into the darkened ally, blinking out just as he headed into the shadows. It was alright though, he wasn't scared, he wasn't some sweet sixteen princess with her virtue to worry about... Logan was tough. He was eighteen now, and he had no fear.

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Logan could feel every inch of the other man inside of him, and his mouth hung open wantonly. It was amazing, just... perfect, and when Joe took him in hand, he whimpered in pleasure as he tried to thrust up into the other man's hand.

"Oh my god," he groaned. "Jesus... fuck... Joe."

Joe was stroking Logan harder than necessary, jerking him off as he fucked him. His other hand was still on Logan's hip, trying to drag him closer or pull himself toward him, whatever he could get. "Fuck," he growled. "Jesus fucking Christ..."

Logan held on for as long as he could, but soon he was coming, letting out a sob and a moan as he spilled into Joe's hand. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before, and he found himself stunned into silence as he lay there, sucing in breaths he didn't need, and letting himself enjoy the way it felt to have Joe pounding into him, over and over as the pleasure continued to pulse through him.

"Fuck," Joe groaned loudly, pulling Logan through, his hand jerking him even harder now, watching as he came. He could feel Logan's muscles tightening around him, the sight of him sprawled out and chained to the bed more of a turn on than anything else. The burns on his body were still healing, the one on his face already gone and Joe ducked down, his tongue swiping over one before he came, burying himself deep inside of Logan as he did.

When Joe came inside him, Logan moaned again, tipping his head back. He could small Joe's arousal... he could smell everything, and it was better than anything he'd ever smelled before in his whole miserable life.

He felt complete with the other man inside him, and he felt a feeling of dread when he realised it couldn't last. Soon Joe would pull out, and he'd be empty again.

For a long time Joe stayed where he was, slumped over Logan's body, breathing against his damp skin, even though he didn't need to. "Fuck," he murmured again after a moment, giving another slow roll of his hips, feeling Logan's body still tight around him.

Logan gasped softly, eyes shut as he struggled to find Joe's lips with his own. "God, I wish you could just... always be inside me," he moaned, not caring how lame it sounded.

in that moment, he meant it.

"Be hard to fucking walk," Joe pointed out, but he kissed Logan anyway, not moving away from him, not pulling out of his body just yet. "Be hard to fucking walk and eat and do shit."

"We could figure it out," Logan babbled, returning the kiss and tugging on his chains again.

"Yeah, I bet we'd be real fucking dangerous, me carrying you everywhere," Joe replied with a snort, but he didn't pull back or break the kiss just yet.

Logan laughed softly against Joe's lips, kissing him again, and then again. "Gonna un-cuff me?" he asked, squirming a little.

He was aching from head to foot, and he was ready now to curl up and let his body finish healing.

"Thought maybe I'd just leave you there," Joe replied, then pulled out and climbed off of Logan, going over to the drapes. He pulled them open, revealing the night sky. "See what happens when the sun comes up."

"Fuck you," Logan snorted, tugging on the cuffs again. "Un-cuff me, alright?"

"Why?" Joe asked, looking over at the bed, smirking a little. He would, in the end, but it would be interesting to hear why Logan thought he should unlock him.

"What do you mean, why?" Logan said, starting to sound irritated. "Because I don't want to be chained up, that's why. Now uncuff me you jackass."

Edited 2007-11-08 18:26 (UTC)

"That's not a good enough reason," Joe said simply. "What the fuck does unlocking you get me? I've gotten all I need from you, I could just let you burn now."

Logan looked a little unsettled by that, and he tugged harder on the cuffs, wondering if he was strong enough to break them. "That's not funny. Fuck off and let me go you prick."

For another moment, Joe just stood there and smirked, liking the way Logan looked so uncomfortable and just a little freaked out. Then he went to the bedside table and began to look for the keys.

Logan relaxed a little at that, his worry turning into a scowl. "Fucking asshole," he muttered. "See if I ever let you near me with a pair of handcuffs again."

"See if you have a choice," Joe returned, still smirking before he finally found the keys and plucked them out of the drawer. Moving over to Logan again, he unlocked one of his hands, then began to walk around to the other side of the bed.

Pulling his free arm to his chest, Logan winces as he tried to get some feeling back into his fingers and gave Joe a dirty look. "Whatever," he muttered.

"Whatever," Joe agreed, looking more amused by the second, but he unlocked the other cuff carefully and then stepped away from the bed, tossing the keys back into the drawer.

Sitting up, Logan looked down at the cross shaped burn on his stomach that was still healing over, and then looked up at Joe. "Still hurts," he complained quietly. "And I'm hungry again."

Really hungry, actually. All that healing had sucked the energy right out of him, and he felt a little weak.

"We've got a couple more hours before sunrise," Joe pointed out, shrugging into a shirt. "Could go out and find something to eat." He was hungry as well and his hand hurt, the blisters popping and healing.

Crawling out of the bed, Logan nodded a little, wandering over to Joe and pressing up against him a little, still nude.

"Can't we just... stay in?" Logan asked, nuzzling against Joe's neck. "Has to be someone you could call... someone who could bring us something. A friend maybe?"

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