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It had been a few days since he and jack had woken up ill, and Logan was feeling better.

Silently, he slipped out of bed, leaving Jack to get some more rest as he headed into the kitchen to brew some coffee and make some breakfast. It didn't take long, and soon he was standing at the bottom of the stairs calling for Jack to come downstairs.

He had a lot he wanted to get done. He wanted to do the tree and start talking about gifts. The holidays were getting closer, and this year they where going to be perfect... He was sure of that.

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Jack shivered beneath the touch and strained for more.

"Come on, Logan," he gasped, arching harder and wriggling a little. "Please...I played the game..."

"I know, I'm gonna give it to you," Logan promised, smoothing his hand down the other man's spine.

A moment later and he was slicking his fingers up and prepping the other man. Stretching him slowly and humming softly.

He whimpered and squirmed, rocking his hips at the intrusion of Logan's fingers. It wasn't enough and ever fiber of his being screamed that he needed more.

"Please," he whined, barely restraining himself. "Logan...Logan, please. You don't get it..."

Even he didnt get it, but somewhere between getting bound and blown in the shower and being marched home to be fully trussed up, Jack was aching for something that he couldn't even label. Somethng he wasn't even certain he'd find getting lost in the moment with Logan.

Logan soothed the other man with soft sounds, but after that, there was no tenderness. Slicking his cock up, he held on tightly to Jack's hips and thrust in hard.

Before the other man could even begin to adjust, Logan was pulling back out and slamming back in, building a brutal pace. "Fuck," he groaned. "Jesus, you feel... fuck..."

He pushed Jack down, forcing him to arch his back more and lift his ass higher into the air. A moment later and he was bringing his hand down hard, spanking him roughly in time with his thrusts.

Crying out shamelessly, Jack held onto the rug and went where Logan moved him. The force of it caught him off guard and made him cry out again, but the pain and pleasure blended together and it was...it was perfect.

"Harder", he begged, lifting his ass for Logan to use. "God, Logan...please, baby. I'm yours. All yours. Always. Always yours."

"Mine," Logan echoed, his voice barely more than a deep growl. "Always mine," he panted, fucking Jack harder.

Reaching out, he grabbed a fistful of Jack's hair and pulled.

"Tell me you love this. You love me. The way I fuck you."

"I love it. Love how you feel. How you fuck me. How you take it when you want it," he gasped. "Your cock...I think about it all the time. In my mouth. Hand. Ass. You fuck me so good. God, yeah...like that. Feels so- sogood."

He kept babbling, breathless and desperate words that huffed out every time Logan sank deep. Braced on the rug with the fire warming them, Jack opened his eyes to see the tree and the twinkling lights. And the window.

The thought that someone could be watching them from outside nearly made him come undone then and there.

Reaching around, Logan took hold of Jack's cock in he freehand, jerking him off with a firm qrip.

"Think about yours too," he panted. "Think about you- all the time. all night, all day, it's like there's nothing else. Just you. Fuck, love you," he rambled, biting his lip and tugging harder on the other man's hair as he felt himself nearing his climax.

"Oh...oh, God...God, Logan, ohhh..." he gasped, thrusting orward and rocking back against Logans thrusts. Sweat prickled along his shoulders and back and beaded at his hiarline. Babbling nonsense until the words gave way to primal grunts, he felt it coming. Coming fast. And then he rocked with the force of it and spilled in Logan's hand. Breathing hard, Jack managed to open his eyes and look at the window again, wondering if anyone was out there.

Logan could see where Jack was looking, but he was too out of breath to say anything.

With a deep groan, he came hard, sinking in deep and letting go of Jack's hair. "Fuck," he cried out softly, collapsing on top of the other man and moaning deeply.

The weight of the younger man was more reassuring than Jack cared to admit. Never had he ever imagined hed feel so close and trusting that he could get any real pleasure out of this sort of thing. But now...now everything had changed and he couldnt imagine his life without Logan. He couldnt imagine a life where he wasnt on perfectly equal footing with another person.

"I love you," he said, sinking slowly to the rug with the heft of Logan pressing down on him. He went slowly so he didnt lose the full weight that still filled him.

"Pervert," Logan accused, his voice slightly muffled. "I saw you staring out the window."

Slowly slipping free, he groaned and stretched out beside Jack on the rug.

"Love you too though."

"Was just wondering if anyone was looking in," he replied, rolling to face Logan. "I mean, we're right here, and a lot of people come and go...and we didn't close the curtains. Anyone could have been watching."

He leaned in and kissed Logan slowly, his whole body buzzing with satisfaction.

"Plus, I could see the reflection. I've never watched you fuck me from that angle."

"{ervert," logan said again, laughing softly and rolling closer as he kissed Jack softly. "I love you anyway though."

His hand found Jack's hip, and he grinned. We should sleep here, right by the fire. We could get some pillows and blankets... I mean, the bed's broken anyway. It's not gonna get fixed tonight."

"Mmm, good idea," Jack agreed, content to wind himself around Logan and kiss him liesurely. "It'll be warm enough. It would be a lot more comfortable than actually camping, too. You don't mind? I promise Ill fix the bed tomorrow."

"I don't mind. I think it'll be nice," Logan grinned, returning the kisses and letting out a content sound.

"I think you should go get everything though. I think you should get blankets and pillows... and everything. I'm worn out- I think you should take care of everything for a while."

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"I'll take care of everything," he said softly, kissing Logan again and then disentangling from the other man slowly. He went off and gathered blankets and pillows, more than they actually needed, and dumped them on the sofa.

"Get up so I can make a decent bed," he said, pushing some of the furniture out of the way.

Logan grinned, getting to his feet and stretching lazily. "Alright," he nodded, heading over to the window and closing the curtains. After all, just because Jack liked being watched didn't mean Logan shared the desire.

Jack made quick work of it, laying out a blanket on the rug and then a sheet and more blankets. He tossed the pillows down and pulled everything stright. I looked cozy and before he laid down, he put another log on the fire and made sure the screen was over it so they wouldn't burn to death in the night.

It was only once he'd finished that he took a moment to look at Logan, bare, beautiful, and bathed in the twinkling Christmas lights and glow of the fire. He was sure hed rarely seen anything so beautiful. Logan may not see it in himself, but he had to see it every time Jack looked at him. It was sad that other people just didnt see what Jack saw. And yet...he kind of liked that he got theparts of Logan that no one else even deserved. Jack got the romantic. Jack got the mans strength- and his weakness. Jack got it all.

"Let's lay down," he said, nodding to the bed. "You've worn me out today."

"That's a first," Logan laughed softly, smiling and turning to look at the other man.

Slowly, he wandered over, settling in on the bed jack had made them and grinning up at his partner. "You sure you're worn out? We could always go another round..."

Though really Logan needed time to recover. At least an hour of sleep. Preferably an hour of sleep beside Jack.

"Yeah...maybe in a minute," Jack replied, laying down and squirming under the covers. It was hard, but it wasn't half bad. "I just need some time to recover. "

He opened his arms so Logan could join him. He was eager to have the younger man in his usual place. Jack was honestly tired and all he wanted was to end things on a normal note, where no matter what they did, they always came together at the end as a unit. It was reassuring- no matter what they said, no matter what they did, in the end they always wound up in one another's arms.

Settling in Logan wrapped one arm tightly around Jack as he settled into what would always be his spot.

"You've got all night to recover," he promised, tilting his head up and kissing Jack softly on the chin.

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