(Jack, Joe - 10/16)

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So, okay, he hadn't gone to see the dinosaurs, but he had gone up to the mountain. It hadn't been a long trip or a long stay. Gone on Tuesday, back by Thursday morning. Nothing monumental or exciting had happened, and whatever it was he'd been hoping to find out there hadn't been found.

Still, Linus had enjoyed the trip, and a few days away from the world had helped clear his head a little.

The hut was starting to get a little untidy again, but he made no move to clean anything up, dumping his bag out on the table and tossing the dirty laundry in a pile in the corner before putting down the food he'd grabbed for Linus at the compound when he'd stopped off for a shower.

In fact, his hair was still damp, and when he heard someone head up the steps to his stilted hut he raked his fingers through it, causing it to stand on end as he glanced over to see who it was.

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Logan's grip on Jack's cock and balls tightened, and then loosened as his fingers wrapped around the other man's cock again as he pulled him off in time with his thrusts.

He was breathless, and close, so close, and yet he tried to speak anyway.

"I am, I- fuck, Jack, I am," he growled, snapping his hips forward hard twice before slipping back into his steady rhythm. "Come on," he gasped, his other hand letting go of Jack's wrist and slipping down his arm, finding that cluster of nerves and pushing.

"Come on, Jack."

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His mouth opened wide and he craned his head back and with every bit of breath he had, Jack screamed. Logan may as well have gutted him for the pain that shot through him and the pleasure that built and slammed into him, making him ache into his bones.

By the time he could breathe again, all he could manage was a whimper and his legs shook against Logan's waist. He was used up, boneless, and empty.

It felt fucking fantastic.

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Watching Jack come had been the last push Logan had needed to hit the edge, and he came hard only moments later, letting out a choked sound as the pleasure ripped right through him.

Slipping free, he collapsed against the other man's chest with a groan. Face plastered against Jack's neck, he tried to speak, but all that he managed was a muffled sound and a soft kiss.

It was amazing.

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It took more effort than he'd envisioned, but he managed to lift his arm and drape it heavily around Logan, just holding him there. He felt almost sedated, all warm and heavy and tired. So fucking tired.

"'M staying," he mumbled. "F'you want."

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If Logan had a bit more energy, he might have told Jack that he didn't have to ask. That he was welcome to stay now or whenever. No questions asked.

Unfortunately, all Logan managed was a grunt of agreement as he searched blindly for the covers, and then shifted so he was beside the other man rather than on top of him.

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He pulled the cover higher and kept his arm around Logan. There was no point in trying to fight sleep. He just closed his eyes and drifted off to the sound of Logan's breathing and the noises of civilization in the jungle that he'd grown so accustomed to.

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Logan's arm slipped around Jack's waist, holding on a little tighter than he'd usually dare to. A silent promise that he'd be there in the morning, and a quiet plea for Jack to be there as well.

Logan didn't always sleep through the night, but when he did he tended to wake up early, the sun still rising as his brain dragged him from sleep and back into the world around him. The sun was only starting to spill in past the make shit curtains, and the feeling of waking up beside a warm solid body left his sleep addled brain with only one conclusion.

"Donald?" he murmured softly, pressing his lips to Jack's shoulder before slowly blinking open his eyes.

Not Donald. Not Donald at all.

The events of the night before came flooding back, and Logan prodded Jack curiously, surprised to see that he'd actually stayed.

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He protested with a groan and rolled, but the sun fell across his face and Jack sat up. It was Friday. Friday morning. He had responsibilities and stuck to them. He just didn't generally oversleep in the arms of...

"Shit," he exclaimed. "I overslept."

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Logan was still eying Jack curiously, amazed that he was actually there. That they'd fallen asleep, and Jack was...

"It's the crack of dawn. How did you oversleep?" he asked with a yawn. "I swear to god, if you start doing push ups and sit ups, I will honestly punch you in the face."

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"Diving," he replied, twisting to get out of bed. That act was halted as he grit his teeth and reached to hold his side, nearly doubling over. How many times had Logan hit that same spot? He couldn't even remember.

"...Or maybe not."

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Smirking, Logan sat up slowly and leaned against the headboard.

"Looks like I've got you trapped, Harkness. No diving today, the island will have to eat without your help. You'll just have to hang out for a bit. Maybe even be social or something."

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Jack looked under his hand and swore softly. Logan was right, though. No diving. Swimming was probably out entirely.

"You say that like I don't know how to be social," he said, laying back down slowly.

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"I'm just fucking with you, man," Logan snorted, reaching over to run his fingers lightly through Jack's hair.

It was an all too intimate gesture, one he wouldn't have thought twice about before. But now, after spending a whole night together, Logan pulled his hand away awkwardly, not wanting to seem too attached or affectionate.

Still, there was something about having Jack there that just felt... good, and Logan slowly lay back down beside the other man as he spoke.

"So what are you going to do?" he asked quietly. "I mean, now that he's gone, what happens? After Neil left here, I couldn't even sleep in the bed. I had to stay with Joe for a few weeks. And even after I was ready to come home, I ended up sleeping on the floor. You gonna stay with one of your friends? Like that woman, the one with the baby... Tosh, right?"

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He scrubbed his hand over his eyes and then pinched the bridge of his nose. Too fucking much in common.

"I haven't stayed at the hut since he vanished. I was out of that bed as fast as possible. I slept at Ianto's. Helen's. The Doctor's. Here. Guess I'm taking it on tour..."

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"Nice to know my place makes the top five," Logan said dryly, "Doesn't matter how long you stay away though, it's still there when you get back. All the memories, the scent. At least until you start replacing the memories, until the smells and sights change or whatever. Then it gets easier."

He was silent for a long moment, and then glanced over, brushing his fingers over the bruise beneath Jack's ribs.

"I've never hurt someone like that during sex before. Not while I was inside them," he said softly, quietly changing the subject a little.

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"Could always burn the fucking place down," he said quietly, lifting his chin to look down at Logan's fingers. He reached up and ran his hand over the guy's bicep and smiled softly.

"Did you like it?" he asked. "I don't usually scream like that."

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"Yeah, you could," Logan agreed, knowing that was probably what he'd have done.

"And... yeah. Yeah, I liked it," he admitted softly. "It was intense. Made me wonder what else is hiding in that mind of yours, Jack. You show me all these things, tell me all these stories. And part of me... Part of me wishes you'd show me, that you'd use it on me and then teach me all about it. It kind of scares the shit out of me that I think that way now."

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"I could, you know," he said, rolling to face him. "About knives and guns and ropes and nerves. And lying. Manipulating. How to smile. Tone of voice. Posture." He paused and searched for something in Logan's eyes, then leaned in and kissed him softly.

"You really don't want to know all the shit I hide, Logan. It's for the best that I don't do it anymore. I turned my back on it when the Agency fucked me over. Having John here was...let's just say it wasn't all bad, but it wasn't a good thing."

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Logan let the kiss linger, pulling back slowly and studying Jack as his hand came to rest on the other man's arm.

"Maybe not everything you hide, but some of it. You must know what it's like, that feeling of curiosity. I mean, aren't you ever curious about me?" he asked. "We spent something like two years fighting, and now we end up in bed at least once a week it seems. You must be a little curious. Or are you so arrogant that you think you already know me?"

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"You give away more than you think you do," he replied, keeping his expression placid. "I don't know everything, but I know a lot. And I figure that if you want me to know, you'll tell me. I...am not used to just telling people things. Hell, House never wanted to know. He'd listen, but...he never asked. And John," he sighed softly and pulled back and laid flat on his back.

"He knew what I was like a long time ago. You know how you think I'm crazy? You're sort of right. You have to be crazy to be a good Time Agent, and trying to live a normal life after everything I've seen and done? It's not easy."

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"I don't expect you to lay out everything on the table. It wouldn't be any fun if it was that simple. I like it when you tell me things though. Good, bad, whatever," Logan replied. "...And I don't give things away."

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"Oh, good...because there for a second I was afraid you wanted to get touchy-feely," Jack smirked, deflecting the urge to take a chance and open up. He was so sick of getting hurt, and it was so much easier to be glib or say nothing than to put himself on the line.

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"Heaven forbid," Logan snorted, running his hand down Jack's arm. "Who needs touchy-feely, when you can have sex and pent up aggression? I was always better at screwing than I was at talking."

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Jack smirked and rolled, agreeing with that sentiment with a slow, lingering kiss that woke him up even more than the sunlight. If he was going to have been here all night, then he was going to take advantage of it.

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There was something about waking up beside Jack that was just... Wrong. To be laying in the bed he'd once shared with Neil, with a man he'd hated so deeply on the other boys behalf, seemed like the ultimate betrayal.

The guilt that hit him was enough to make him pull away slightly.

Still, kissing Jack, touching Jack, fucking Jack. All those things felt right, no matter where they were, and Logan couldn't stop touching him or holding him as he let out a soft sigh and leaned closer again to return the kiss.