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Logan had never been the sort of child who tip-toed down the stairs to see what Santa had brought. He'd learned the hard way that peeking at presents never ended in anything but punishment. Not to mention the fact that Aaron had made quick work of ruining any dreams of Santa by telling Logan he wasn't real at a very young age.

There was no room for make-believe at the Echolls home. Not that it had ever been easy to get lost in a dream world in a house full of violence and anger anyeway.

So on Christmas morning, Logan didn't slip out of bed. Instead he slid closer to Jack, holding the other man tightly and letting himself be grateful for what he thought was the best gift he could get that year.

Jack.

Jack was still there. Logan hadn't managed to chase him off or ruin what they had. He hadn't lost the other man to someone better. If anything, he'd gained more and more of Jack as time went by- and that was all Logan really wanted this year.

Nuzzling the other man's neck, he hummed softly and then whispered, "Merry Christmas, Jack."

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"You almost never gag me. You don't have the patience to wait long enough to find the gag," Logan argued, talking back as a last attempt to seem in control.

His ass stung and his cock was throbbing, and Jack- Actually, he wasn't sure what Jack was doing. He ached though, and his skin flushed as he tried not to imagine what Jack was saying.

"I'll talk if I want to talk," he muttered, biting back a deep moan.

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"Maybe I just like your mouth," Jack said breathlessly, ingers ghosting across Logan's cock while he kept pulling at his own didck in desperation.

"The things you say. They way your voice sounds. Your...tongue. And your...lips. The way you look with those lips wrapped around my cock...sucking and sliding and-ah, shit- Logan. And you say...you say the best things. The way your mouth moves when you say Captain. How your lips part when I slide in. And your tongue..."

That was as ar as he got in his narration of how much he liked Logans mouth. Thinking about it in such detail ater the fight and the bitter words, he didnt bother to try to hold back. He came on Logan's abused ass and smeared the spunks around with his cock a little while the majority ran down the younger man's thigh. He recovered quickly and before Logan had time to realize or react, Jack bent down and jerked his pants back up to cover the white splattered pink skin.

"Leave those on. At least until your ass doesn't look like youve been punished for being a tramp."

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Startled, Logan stared down at the table, Jack's voice behind him making him shiver a little. He didn't know the rules to this game, and he was still hard and aching for more.

The come was slick, and he could feel it on his leg and on his ass. It was humiliating, and he kind of hated it, but he couldn't bring himself to disobey- not when it was turning him on the way it was.

"That's not fair," he protested finally, turning to look at Jack. "I didn't even get to come." Narrowing his eyes, he stepped up to Jack and got right in his face. "If you expect me to spend today like this, I expect you to get on your knees and suck me off."

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"Maybe I will. Eventually," Jack said, giving Logan another smack on the ass. "First...you should clean up that mess before one of us gets cut. I have something else to do."

Now that the severe edge of lust was gone, he could think. The fire in Logan's eyes kept him wound up, but he still tucked himsel away and straightened his clothes. As soon as he was all in order, he started for the stairs to head for their bedroom.

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Scowling, Logan grabbed the broom and yanked open the front door. Jack was upstairs, unable to supervise- and so Logan would clean how he wanted.

Sweeping the shards of glass onto the recently cleared porch, he slipped his shoes on and brushed them into a nearby bush. The glass stuck in the snow, making it glitter even more than before.

Kicking his shoes back off, he quickly closed the door before Jack could see what he'd done, and tossed the broom back into the corner. It looked clean, and that was good enough for him.

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Jack knew how it worked and he didn't have any illusion that this would be any different. He'd had his fun with Logan- fun that left him sore as bruises began to bloom in places. Fun enough that it was Logans turn...

Jack stripped out of his clothes and folded them neatly, then as he heard Logan open the door and the sounds of sweeping, he made the bed. Everything was tidy and neat. Tidier than usual. Jack went to the extreme end, so ar as to make the bed tight enough to meet military regulations. And in the middle of it, on top of the cheery and festive bedspread, lay the collar and the belts.

And Jack stood, naked and waiting.

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Logan hung out downstairs a while Longer, scowling and glaring at the floor. Though eventually he headed upstairs.

He was startled by the sight of Jack- naked and waiting, and Logan wondered what that said about him. What that made him. Jack was waiting for Logan's payback, and it hit the younger man hard.

Hard enough that he had to take a step back and breathe.

"What are you doing?" he asked, his anger less sharp now. Less intense.

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"Me? Nothing," he replied innocently. The heat from the fireplace made the upstairs toasty warm and standing there naked was comfortable. He gave Logan a sly smile and his eyes twinkled a little.

"I was starting to think you were never going to come up here, though. I thought you expected something..."

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"You mean like payback?" Logan asked sharply. "I don't need payback, Jack. That's not- I don't do his just to have an excuse to do this stuff. I don't need a reason. I can do this without all the build up- and I can have the buildup without the revenge."

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Jack moved slowly toward Logan, his hands spread at waist level as he sauntered along, his whole body moving fluid and inviting.

"I didn't say anything about revenge," he pointed out. His eyes raked over Logan's body and his cock twitched and swelled until he was half hard...just from looking at the younger man.

"Just tell me you don't want me and I'll get dressed," Jack purred. "Tell me you'd rather do something else. I might even believe you."

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Logan narrowed his eyes, trying to work out if Jack was simply smooth talking him, or if he really meant it.

In the end he decided to simply go with it, still tense but easing closer, touching Jack gently and running his fingers over bare skin.

"You laid out the collar," he noticed. "It seems kind of strange to make you wear that when I'm the one covered in come, don't you think?" he asked, hinting at the fact that if Jack wanted to switch now, Logan would make sure they switched completely. If Jack wanted to give over control, the first thing Logan was doing was washing off the mess Jack had made.

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"Never said I was gonna wear it," he replied smoothly, tilting his head so he could draw his lips lightly along Logan's jaw.

"And I kind of like you covered in come. Wouldn't mind doing it again. More than once. I could do it all day...never let you get off, just cover you in it and make you walk around like that. Do you think you could handle that? Would I need to slip a ring on you or a shoelace or something? Hmm...I'm liking this idea..."

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"Really? 'Cause you're the one up here naked and waiting," Logan countered. "You're the one who looks good in leather."

His eyes flickered over the other man as he spoke, and he frowned a little at Jack's idea. "And we both know you couldn't cover me in come. You'd either run out or I'd finally lose it and take you down."

It almost sounded like a dare. ...Though it also sort of sounded like a no. It was really hard to tell the difference with Logan sometimes.

More than anything, he was just sort of curious to see what Jack would pick. Continued control and the complete claiming of his husband- or a night on his knees in his new collar and straps, at Logan's mercy.

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If given a choice, Jack would always take the choice that was most like a dare. He grinned wickedly and took hold of Logan by the arms.

"I guess if I ran dry, you'd just have to suffer until the next day," he replied. I bet I could do it. I bet you'd just take it, too. You'd like it...I'd defintiely run out of spunk before you lost it. I've seen how you are; I know what you like."

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Logan glared hard. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, attempting to twist away and suddenly wishing he hadn't been such a pussy.

He could have easily just shoved Jack down onto the bed when he'd first walked in...

"You have no idea what I'll do or when I'll snap, Harkness."

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"Oh, don't I?" he purred, reaching up to catch Logan by the hair. His grip was brutal and his free hand found the tender nerves on Logans side as he forced the young man to his knees. Every second that passed had him growing harder, his cock throbbing insistantly.

"Then let's find out. You think you'll snap? Or can you outlast me? Wait until I'm worn out and useless? Can you keep it together while I come on you? Can you just take it?" he asked, making it sound almost...tempting.

"Can you stand to be my bitch, Logan?"

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Swearing loudly, Logan landed hard on his knees, glaring up at Jack and biting his lip.

He was being bated, he knew he was, but he couldn't help but react. Jack just made it too hard to ignore him.

"You think I can't? I can take anything you throw at me. I'm not afraid. I'm never afraid or unsure- alright? You want me to be your bitch? Fine. Consider it done. ...For now."

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Jack wore a wolfish grin and licked his lips. It wasnt submission he was after and it wasnt submission he got...and he was fine with that. Now he was genuinely curious to see just how far he could go before Logan snapped.

"Suck me," he ordered calmly. "I really do love your mouth."

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Logan glared hard at the other man, narrowing his eyes as he parted his lips.

He made no move to lean forward and take Jack into his mouth though, simply kneeling with his mouth open wide and his eyes angry and sharp. The picture of both submission and defiance. The way things were looking, Logan might not out last Jack- but he was definitely going to try.

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He queezed his ass together until the muscles bunched and were like stone. It served to push his cock into Logan's waiting mouth. His grip on the younger mans hair loosened until he simply had a heavy hand laying there. He pumped his hips a little, just to feel the velvet warmth of Logan's tongue slising against his dick.

"I love that ire in your eyes," he said sotly, ofering up just a bit of praise. He loved that look...he was half certain that one of these times Logan was going to try to bite his cock off, and yet he was never afraid.

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Eyes locked on Jack's, Logan continued to glare, even as he sucked and licked the head of the other man's cock.

The anger in his eyes was a sharp contrast to the way his mouth worked, as if part of him was eager to please the other man- desperate to get him off, even though the rest of him was stubbornly annoyed by the way he was being treated.

His fingers itched to touch, and though he hated looking weak, he reached out to hold Jack's thighs, squeezing as he leaned in and took him deeper down his throat.

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Jack raked his free hand through his hair and left his arm curled behind his head. He tried to keep his eyes on Logan, but watching just undid him and his eyes luttered closed. It just felt so good. Groaning sotly, Jack let it go on for another minute before he jerked back and reed himself from the delicious wet heat.

"Take your shirt off," he rasped, opening his eyes to see the younger man again. "Just your shirt."

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Logan didn't comply right away, but eventually he peeled his shirt off and tossed it at Jack. "What, you don't want me naked?" he asked flatly. "And what about the collar, Jack? Thought you got that out for me. ...You so don't have me fooled. This isn't what you want. You don't want me on my knees. You don't want to come on me- You want me in control. You want me to put that collar on you and shove you back onto the bed. You want to be on hands and knees, taking my cock. ...It's okay, all you have to do is ask for it, and it's yours. You ask for it, and we'll call this bet off."

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"You've already got a collar on," Jack pointed out, hooking a finger lightly through the necklace Logan wore. He didn't pull hard, just enough to cause some pressure against the back of Logans neck. He held onto it as he took himsel in hand and started stroking in earnest. The brie blow job had done wonders for getting him close to the edge. His breathing grew ragged and it wasn't long before he shot his load against Logans throat and chest and then smeared the remnants against his lips.

"I should spank you again or being such a talkative little shit," he said, then let go and gave Logan a little push as he stepped back himself.

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It took all of Logan's self control not to react, an annoyed sound his only protest as Jack came again.

He was dying to come, itching to get off, but- But he could outlast Jack. He knew he could. He could take it, and when Jack gave up- Oh, when Jack gave up, he was going to wish he hadn't ever stopped, because Logan honestly wasn't sure what he was going to do to the other man.

He only knew it would be intense.

"Fuck you," he replied simply, making it clear he had no intention of shutting up. "I still know what you really want. You won't say it, but I know."