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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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"If you know, I don't have to say it," Jack taunted, picking up his clothes and getting dressed. His gaze dropped to Logan's fly and he grinned, that smartass smile that was a toothy, curving split of soft lips.

"I know what you want," he added, looking from Logan to the bed and back. "But you can't have it until I'm done...and I'm not even close to done with you. Come on, get your shoes and coat on."

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"No. I'm not going out like this," Logan replied, getting to his feet and folding his arms across his chest.

"You think if you embarrass me I'll crack, and you'll win and get what you want."

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"It's nice that you think that, but I just wanted to go out," Jack shrugged. "Its not like anyone will know. It's under your shirt and in your pants. It's not like I came in your hair." He laughed a little at that, sitting down on the bed to tie his shoes.

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Logan narrowed his eyes again, but it was clear his resolve was slowly cracking.

"I'll know. ...You'll know," he argued quietly, looking over at the closet and then back at Jack. Eventually he gave in, heading over to the closet for clean clothes and his winter gear.

It took a little while, but eventually he was wearing clean clothes and his thick pea coat and boots.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

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"Joe's. Anne's. Ianto's. It's Christmas...we should go see family," he replied smoothly. There was something just so filthy about the idea of going to see those closest to them with Logan's skin stained and sticky beneath his clothes.

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The thought alone filled him with humiliation, but he didn't argue.

Instead, he simply nodded.

"You're the boss."

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"And maybe on the way home, after we're done, I'll come in your hair," he smirked. It was hard to tell if he was serious, and there was no time to ponder it since he was already on his way down the stairs and heading for the door.

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"Like hell you will," Logan muttered, heading down the stairs after the other man. He followed along, hands deep in his pockets and eyes fixed on Jack's back as they walked.

He waited until they were just outside, and then moved to walk beside him. "We should go the long way," he said casually, nodding towards the trees.

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"You're not afraid you'll wind up strung with lights and tinsel by overeager birds and squirrels?" Jack asked, knocking his shoulder into Logan's and smiling. He was just teasing and didnt even think when he changed his track and headed in the direction Logan had suggested.

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"I don't think I need to worry about that," Logan replied, sounding confident as they headed into the woods.

"You might want to watch out though."

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Jack tilted his chin so he could look at Logan suspiciously. The cold only made the faint bruise on his jaw seem darker and he wondered just what he needed to watch out for.

"Oh, really?" he asked, walking along, deeper into the trees. "And just what do you think might happen?"

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"Anything," Logan replied simply, the word sounding a lot like a threat.

They were deep in the woods and Logan wet his lips as he looked at Jack again. He didn't hesitate and he didn't hold back, knocking Jack into the snow and quickly scrambling to get on top of him.

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He'd had his guard up, or all the good that it did him. He brought his arms up to protect himself, the cold snow seeping in between his hat and his collar and making his neck practically burn.

"What the fuck, Logan?" he gasped, struggling to get the younger man off of him.

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"You want to take me around to see our friends and family, covered in come? No, Jack. That isn't happening. And you know what? You're right. I won't ever be your bitch. I can't just take it. And I don't care. I don't care and... You can spank me all you want. That won't ever change. You'll just wind me up more."

He wanted nothing more than to fuck Jack, right there, right in the snow, and he hesitated only a moment before starting to open the layers of clothes. Peeling open Jack's coat and opening his pants.

He tugged them down and wet his lips. "How long do you think we have until one of us freezes to death?"

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It took a minute before he realized just what Logan was doing. Jack blinked and looked down, then back at Logan's face.

"A while," he said, working to conceal the smug satisfaction that Logan had cracked. "But if I get frostbite on my dick, you're gonna pay," he added, reaching up to slip his hands inside Logan's coat against his chest.

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"You talk like that and it's like you want me to give you frostbite," Logan smirked, smacking Jack's thigh and biting his lip.

"Take your coat off, you need something to kneel on. I want you from behind."

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Jack swallowed hard, his eyes locked on Logan's. He wanted it, yeah, but he hadn't expected that Logan would pull this in the middle of the woods. He knew the younger man wasn't fond of fucking anywhere where they could get caught, and...well, it was cold.

But the whole idea excited him and his eyes sparkled with want.

"You'll have to get off me," he said, his voice a low, cool rumble in his throat and chest.

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Logan said nothing, but smirked as he moved to give Jack the room he needed.

It was cold, and this was crazy, but after everything Jack had done- it felt right.

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With Logan up a little, Jack squirmed out of his coat and laid it out a little better on the snow. Every time he looked at Logan, his eyes seemed darker. He licked his lips and felt the burn as the cold nearly instantly chapped them.

"And now?" he asked, wondering for a moment if he could wrestle the younger man down and jerk off on him just once more.

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"Now I want you on your hands and knees. I told you I'd be yours, but right now? You're mine. The game's off until I'm done with you." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the small bottle of lotion he'd pocketed on the way out.

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Jack wanted to kiss him so badly that his mouth watered. His breath clouded out and wafted away in thick puffs. Slowly, he shifted and rolled ver, on his hands and knees, but still dressed.

"You came prepared, he noted, wondering just how cold this was going to be.

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"You always tell me to be prepared," Logan replied, tugging Jack's jeans down and slicking up his fingers.

"Look at you, on your hands and knees in the snow- waiting to be fucked. You don't need a collar, it was a waste of leather. You're already mine. So mine." he smirked, running his slick fingers down Jack's crack.

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Jack groaned and canted his ass higher, offering himself up. He didn't need a collar. He didn't need anything at all. All he needed was a word or a look and Logan was right...Jack was all his.

"Shit," he hissed, jerking away a little, though not much. "That's fucking cold." And he was getting colder by the second. The way Logan had pulled his pants down kept his cock trapped, but his ass was bare to the world.

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"Tough," Logan replied, warming his hands a little before starting to slick up his cock. "You can take it."

Lining up his dick, he pushed Jack's shirt up a little and slowly thrust forward, slipping in even though he hadn't offered Jack any more preparation than a generous amount of lotion.

They didn't have time to screw around. It was too cold for that shit.

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He dropped from his hands to his elbows, his arms curled up as he grasped his hair again. His ass stayed high, round and firm and all for Logan. That was the only thought running through his mind. Nothing of victory, nothing of the cold. Just the simple fact that any time, any place, it was always all or Logan.

He hissed again, his body resisting the intrusion. It was brief, though, and soon Logan illed him and stretched him and he didnt notice the temperature at all.

"Logan," he whispered, the name carried on a cloud of hot breath. "Yeah...yes. Yes, baby, please..."