Vampire AU Prequel

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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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Joe smirked a little, watching Logan, then got up and took off the rest of his clothes as well. He was too busy staring at the other man's body to even really realize that he was walking around the room rather than coming back to the bed.

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Logan turned a little, looking Joe over as he undressed, and then smirked as he leaned back against the wall.

"Gotta say, this is all kinda fun," he admitted. "Not having to worry about broken bones... breathing. Bet the sex is more fun this way. Is it?"

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"Makes it easier," Joe acknowledged with a nod and a faint smirk, eyes roaming over Logan's body again. "Makes it more exciting at first, I guess."

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"Yeah... exciting," Logan agreed, heading back over to the bed and kneeling on the mattress.

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Joe pushed back a bit, leaning against the headboard, but one of his hands shot out and he grabbed Logan, tugging him closer by the wrist.

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Logan followed without complaint, crawling closer so he was straddling Joe's lap. "What do you want?" he asked.

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"Wanna fuck you," Joe answered, his hands sliding up Logan's thighs to hold onto his hips, dragging him closer. "Thought that much was pretty fucking obvious by now."

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"No shit," Logan snorted, dragging his nails sharply over the other man's shoulders. "I meant... how? How do you want to do this?"

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"Right there," Joe decided. "You're good right fucking there." His hands dug hard onto Logan's hips, rubbing his hips up, his dick nudging against the back of Logan's thigh.

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Chin tilted up, Logan smirked as he rubbed back against Joe's cock. He was oddly smug about the whole situation, looking like the cat who got the cram as he moaned softly. "Here'll do," he agreed.

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Joe didn't even care about the smug expression on Logan's face, didn't care if he thought he'd won, it didn't matter to him right now. His hips pushed up again, rubbing against Logan harder, a low moan escaping as he did.

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Reaching back, Logan took Joe in hand again and positioned his cock right where he wanted it.

He wasn't stupid, he knew it would hurt without lube... he just didn't care. He almost wanted it to hurt. He wanted that pain back that he'd felt the other night. He wanted to do it again... to be close to the older man. So close that it hurt.

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"Fuck," Joe hissed and he thought maybe he should comment about it, make sure he didn't hurt Logan too badly, but the truth was that he didn't fucking care. His hips pushed up, his cock nudging into him just slightly, another low moan falling past his lips.

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Logan bit his lip, but he didn't back down. He was holding Joe's shoulders hard enough that there were already bruises. Bursts of purple that turned pink and then faded back into pale ivory under Logan's fingers.

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His own hands were still gripping Logan's hips hard, marking him with the tips of his shoulders. Every time he felt a bruise form on his shoulder, he gave a soft groan, feeling the strange sensation as blood vessels burst and then healed within second.

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Logan Made a small sound, panting a little as he started to push down onto Joe's cock.

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Joe moaned again, wetting his dry lips with the tip of his tongue as his hips continued to push up. He was likely going to hurt Logan, but if Logan didn't want him to stop, then he sure as hell wouldn't do it.

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"Do it," Logan said, locking eyes with Joe and biting back a small whimper. "Just... do it."

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Panting quietly, even though he didn't need to, Joe pushed up harder, his cock sliding deeper into Logan's body. There was the pull of skin on skin, but he didn't stop, didn't even slow down.

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Logan's face screwed up, and he cried out a little as he held on even tighter. "Fuck," he panted, body shaking as he moved closer and bit down on Joe's shoulder.

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Another groan escaped Joe as he felt Logan's teeth on his shoulder. "Fuck," he echoed, fingers flexing hard, squeezing Logan's hips as he thrust up harder.

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Biting down harder, Logan growled deep in his throat as the pain shot through him. He was hard though, hard as he could ever remember being, and he definitely didn't want Joe to stop.

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After a long moment, Joe's hand finally slid on, his fingers wrapping around Logan's cock, squeezing hard once. His hips pushed up again, giving a deeper thrust.

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Pushing down hard, Logan felt his body adjust as he squirmed in Joe's lap, panting and writhing like some sort of slut. Not that he cared about that. All that mattered was that Joe wanted him.

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"God," Joe moaned, watching Logan, unable to stop himself. He was visual, he wanted to see everything that Logan did and all the squirming and moving he was doing. "Fucking great."