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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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"Oh?" he asked, flexing his arms and looking down at them briefly. When he looked back up, his eyes were drawn to the scar on Logan's shoulder where hed shot the younger man.

"Yeah, I don't like really hurting you either. Games are one thing, but..."

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Logan followed Jack's gaze, lifting his hand to touch the scar on his shoulder, and then leaning in to kiss Jack soundly.

"Accidents happen," he said softly. "We both just have to be careful sometimes."

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"Easy to be careful when I'm tied up," he smirked against Logan's lips. "You always make me wonder what's going on in your head when you do stuff like this."

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"Maybe I just want to be in control today," Logan replied softly, kissing his cheek and then slowly dropping to his knees as he started to wash Jack's legs.

Starting at the ankles and working his way up to Jack's thighs, his touch was gentle and tender.

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Jack caught his breath and watched Logan descend. The sight of the younger man on his knees never failed to make Jack ache with wanting.

"You don't have to tie me up for that," he said. "I think you just like being a pervert. There was a time you'd have never done this anyplace as public as the shower. And now look at you."

Jack smiled.

You're amazing."

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"It's different when you're the one tied up," Logan replied simply, starting to kiss Jack's thigh and nuzzle his cock.

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He groaned softly and tipped his head back. There was no way he'd ever let Logan go. Not when he could have this effect on Jack by doing something so simple and saying something so honest.

"Okay," he agreed quietly, willing himself to be still as Logan ministered to his wet skin.

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Logan took his time, tasting and touching every inch of skin he could reach, letting his own desire build before turning his head to take the tip of Jack's cock between his lips.

Sucking lightly, he took a moment to really feel it- taking in the taste and the weight of it with a soft and muffled moan.

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A chill washed over his whole body, despite the warm water raining down on him. Logan's mouth was colder than the shower but it felt so...so unbelievably good. Jack had to shift his footing before his knees gave out entirely and he strained against the wet rope for a minute. For all the good it did.

"God, Logan," he whispered, keeping his voice as low as he could manage. He looked down at the younger man and something more came undone within him. "Love when you do that. Love how you sound. How you feel. Nnngh, God..."

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Silent, Logan looked up just long enough to see Jack's face, taking the other man deeper into his mouth as his hands found his hips.

He held on tightly, his hold making it clear that Jack wasn't going anywhere- and that he was his.

His Jack. His Captain.

His husband.

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Jack tried to keep quiet, moaning through his nose while he kept his lips firmly pressed together. This wasn't like the heat and urgency of earlier. Logan knew him too well and the build up was fantastic. His thighs quivered as he fought to stay on his feet, the grip on his hips sometimes the only thing that kept him from slipping.

"Please," he whispered finally, as soft as he possibly could. The word was practically lost in the cacophony of water hitting tile. "Please, Logan...please...so, ohh, so close..."

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Part of Logan wanted to make the other man wait, enjoying the soft gasps and pleas too much to let it end so quickly. ...But they'd played so much today, and too many confessions had been made to turn this into something trivial.

Building up his pace, he hummed around his mouthful, encouraging Jack with his tongue and his lips.

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One more lick, one more slide of those perfect lips, one more slow pull of suction...just one more. Just another and Jack began to tremble as the force of it rocked through him. His knees locked and his back went rigid. Still trying to be quiet, he let out a choked gasp before swallowing the rest of his cry until it was nothing more than a whimper.

"I..., he started, panting hard and shaking his head to clear it. "I...that...you...fuck, I love you," he stammered.

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Still silent, Logan licked the other man clean, picking up the discarded washcloth and picking up right where he'd left off.

"Love you too," he said finally, his tone making it clear that he meant it. That it wasn't just something he was parroting or tossing around.

He loved Jack, more than he'd realized he could love anyone.

"...I dunno how I'm gonna get those knots out," he admitted, realizing too late that wet rope wouldn't come undone easily, and aware of the fact that they'd likely have to be cut.

"You didn't happen to bring a knife, did you?" he asked with a nervous laugh.

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"No," he said simply, shaking his head as he looked down at Logan. "We can figure it out, though. If nothing else, you can dry me off and pull the sweater on, drape the coat over my shoulders and we can go home. Like playing prisoner," he smirked.

"Too bad it means I don't get to wash you, though. Guess you could just take care of yourself. I don't mind watching." He only sounded half-teasing, his eyes dark with promise. As always, Jack was willing and eager to do anything Logan could dream up.

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"Yeah? You're a pretty shitty prisoner, Jack," Logan grinned, obviously intrigued by the idea as he started to wash himself.

"Would be fun to watch you try and get free though..." he admitted.

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"I'm not going to do it in here. I'll slip and fall on my ass," he chuckled, working his wrists in the wet bonds, stretching them but not accomplishing much beyond that.

"It would be fun..." he added, actually giving it some thought. It was something different. "It'd mean you'd have to actually escort me back home, though. I mean really...dressed for the weather as best as you can. Try not to make it obvious enough that people ask questions before we get out of the compound..."

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"I know what to do, don't tell me what to do," Logan protested, narrowing his eyes slightly at Jack. "And I meant you could struggle at home, not here. With our luck you'd fall and crack your skull open and we'd end up having to go see House."

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That got him to stop dead. If he could help it, he wasn't going to see House ever again. Every time he thought about the man he got queasy with anger. He could forgive a lot, but betrayal...

House might think he didn't do anything wrong because he hadn't outright lied, but he had betrayed Jack in a way the man had never expected. He couldn't forgive that.

"Fine," he agreed, stepping back to stand against the wall. "I'll just wait. Game on."

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Logan couldn't help but be somewhat surprised by how easily Jack agreed, and he quirked a curious brow as he finished cleaning up and tossed the cloth aside.

"Stay here," he instructed quietly, shutting of the water and slipping out of the shower.

He returned a moment later with a large towel, and he tugged Jack closer as he started to dry him off. "We're alone. I'm gonna dry you off, and then you're gonna follow me out and we'll see how fast I can get you dressed and out of here..."

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Jack was uncharacteristically obedient, savoring every touch. He did his best to accommodate Logan as he dried him off and nodded.

"You'll take care of me?" he asked in a voice so convincingly innocent that it was easy to tell he was playing. He was devoted to the game, though. They hadn't really done anything like this...Jack had never really bought into being this dependant on Logan before.

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"Always," Logan answered, meeting Jack's eyes with his own, and then turning to peek past the curtain to make sure they were alone.

Carefully he led Jack out into the open, finding the clean clothes the other man had brought and starting to dress him.

"Wouldn't let anyone see you like this, Captain. This is mine."

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It was frighteningly easy to slip into the role. Jack closed his eyes and nodded, doing his best to help as Logan dressed him. Without his arms, his balance was off, and when the shirt and sweater went on over his head, the sleeves simply hung at his sides. But he was covered. He knew that with the coat over his shoulders, it wouldn't be painfully obvious that he was completely under Logan's control.

"I like when you take care of things," Jack said. It wasn't a complete lie, either. For as much as he preferred to be in control, he didn't mind, once in a while, just giving it all up. Giving it all over to Logan. The younger man had proven that he wouldn't abuse Jack simply because he could.

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"No you don't," Logan replied, draping Jack's coat over his shoulders, and then moving away as he started to dress himself.

"But it's nice when you let me."

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Jack watched Logan dress, licking his lips slowly as a hundred scenarios of what may happen when they got home ran through his head. He could be contrite and obedient here, but once they were behind their own door...all bets were off. Just like always.

"I like it sometimes," he said, regretting every inch of skin lost to clothing until Logan was completely dressed. Of course, it just meant layers to unwrap later, and that had an appeal all its own.

"Are you going to parade me through the kitchen so everyone can see?" he asked. "Or are we just going to slip out and get home as quick as we can?"