(no subject)

[echolls_cursed]

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."

Comments

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack pressed closer, his chest warmer than his stomach, though he was cold all over.

"If I stay," he started, moving quickly warming lips to Logan's ear. He smiled for a moment, flicked his tongue, then asked, "Can I come in your hair?"

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

The laugh came out before he could stop it, and Logan pulled back just enough to look Jack in the eyes. "You're a freak, you know that? But fine. If that's what you want- do it. Pervert. You better make it good though. Really good. Because if you get to come in my hair- I get to take you over my knee for a change. ...But only if you earn it. You make me like it, and I'll play with you until you're hard again, spank you, suck you- lick every last inch of you, and then make you come again. ...If I feel like you earned it."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack snickered like a schoolboy and pulled Logan back against him.


"I don't really want to come in your hair," he admitted. His hands moved slowly, up and down Logan's sides and his arms. "I'm sick of jerking off. I never do it anymore. Well, hardly ever. I always have you. There's no reason not to wait a little."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Logan grinned, leaning against Jack as he spoke. "Well now I feel like an idiot for saying you could. Thanks."

He snorted a little and then sighed, sounding content. "So what do you want to do? I really do need a shower. We could go wash up. Or I could go wash up while you clean up in here. I think the kitchen table might need washing after this morning... I'll be quick. It's not a long walk to the compound. I can even bring home treats if there's food in the compound."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, sure...leave me to clean up," Jack snorted. Earlier it had gotten under his skin, but now...now he didn't care a bit.

"Go. Take a shower and bring home some food," he purred, leaning in to kiss Logan. "I can think of a few things that need to be done around here...it can be a surprise for when you get back."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"You gonna bake cookies or something?" Logan asked with a grin. "I'll be back soon," he promised, kissing Jack and quickly pulling his winter clothes back on before dashing out the door.

As much as he liked their games, he really was desperate to get clean again.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

True to his word, Jack cleaned up while Logan was gone. He wiped down the table and swept up under the tree...again. Then he went to the bedroom and looked around. He carefully folded the blankets to the foot of the bed and then nodded to himself. Logan couldn't possibly be gone for that much longer, and so Jack formulated a plan. If Logan wanted Jack to ask for what he wanted, he thought this might just be the most direct way.

He put the collar on and tightened it and then dug around for what else they had. most of the toys had vanished along with the spare room,but he still had plenty of rope and the wide leather belts. He laid a paddle and a plug on the bed as well as a ring. He carefully tied a shoelace around his cock,just tight enough to walk the line between pain and pleasure. The rest took some work, some coordination, and some luck, but by the time he was done, Jack stood with his arms bound to his body with a belt around his chest and his wrists tied together behind his back. It was a loose knot and he could have gotten free if he'd wanted to. But he didn't want to. The final touch was the blindfold, which was just about the only thing tied on well.

Once he finished, Jack simply stood and waited for Logan to come home to find his husband practically gift wrapped for him.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Logan took his time, just as he always did, getting washed and then finding clean clothes and a few new things to take home. There were thick sweaters, and an argyle vest that reminded him of Neptune. There was a pair of pants that looked like they'd fit Jack, as well as a pair of boots- and he collected and collected, using a blanket to bind it all into a bundle.

His last stop was the kitchen, and he made quick work of filling a basket, knowing he'd taken longer than he'd meant to and eventually rushing out the door.

He kicked his shoes off the moment he was back at the hut, leaving the food on the kitchen table and glancing around.

"...Jack?" he called out curiously, frowning when no answer came and dragging the large bundle of clothes up the stairs. "...Ja-"

And then he saw him. Standing there, bound and waiting. He stared at the other man for a long moment, and then looked down at the toys on the bed. It was unexpected, and he dropped the bundle as he stepped closer, reaching out to touch jack's shoulders and then his chest.

He said nothing though, instead he simply took what jack was giving him and wet his lips.

His hands roamed over skin, and he circled the other man as he touched him, his fingers itching to rip off the blindfold so he could see his eyes.

He loved Jack's eyes.

"Guess I know what you want for Christmas," he said finally. "You know, you could have just asked..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"I am asking," Jack said softly, his skin prickled all over with gooseflesh. "Do you want me to actually say it? I can. If you need to hear it, I can tell you. Do you need to hear it? That i want you to have me however you want me? That I want to feel your knees dig into my chest as I lay across your lap and you spank me? You want to hear how bad I want your cock in me again? Hot this time, instead of cold. God, that was cold. I want you to take care of it all...I want you to make it good for me."

And then he added, barely above a whisper-

"Please."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Hearing Jack say it was enough to make him moan, and he leaned in to kiss the other man soundly on the lips.

"You've already come twice today though- so you can have it, but on one condition. You don't get to come. I'll spank you- I'll fuck you. I'll make you feel so good... But you don't come. Only I get to come. And when you're worn out and dying for it, I'll untie you and then- then maybe you can come. Maybe I'll wrap my lips around your dick and suck you dry."

Tugging off the blindfold, he held Jack's chin and looked him in the eyes. "Tell me that's fair."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"More than fair," Jack exhaled, his voice breathless and husky. "I can wait. You always make me wait. Sometimes I hate it. But not now. Now...you can do anything. Green light.'

As if he needed to say that. As if Logan didn't always have a green light.

'Just tell me what to do."

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Nipping gently at Jack's bottom lip, Logan smiled as he pulled away and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Bring me the lotion, and then lay across my lap."

Sure, Jack's hands were bound, but Logan was sure the other man could manage.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He'd set it out and it wasn't all that difficult to walk over, turn around, squat to reach, and then carry it over to Logan. He returned to Logan's side and got down on one knee, leaned over his legs, and shifted to a better position. The lotion sat in his cupped hands as an offering. The pressure of Logan's thigh against his bound cock was almost excruciating.

"Is that okay? Or should I move?" he asked, the swallowed hard enough that there was an audible gulp.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Taking the lotion, Logan said nothing at first, moving Jack until he was right where he wanted him. "This'll do," he said softly, stroking the other man's back and ass and putting the lotion aside for the time being.

He stroked Jack again, slowly, and then brought his hand down with a firm smack. once and then again and again, over and over. Jack's skin was golden, but it slowly turned white, then pink and red. It was beautiful.

"Love you like this," he admitted. "Not always, but sometimes... Sometimes this is good."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Every strike made him flinch. It wasn't so much the sting of Logan's hand as it was the pressure against his cock. More than once he wondered if he'd tied the lace too tightly. He hissed through gritted teeth at first, but before long he was moaning and crying out.

"S-somet-t-times," he stammered in agreement. He lifted a little, trying to keep his dick from throbbing, but the move only made him offer his ass up for more. Jack was curious how long Logan would keep going. If he'd use the paddle. His mind ran wild with all the things Logan could do to him...and he quit wondering if he'd tied the lace too tightly and thought maybe it should have been tighter. It wasn't keeping him from getting hard.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Logan kept going until his hand ached, and even then he only stopped long enough to drizzle a little lotion down the other man's crack. After he put a little on the plug, slicking it up and dragging it down Jack's crack.

"Love you, Captain," he purred, teasing the other man's hole with the toy.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack canted his ass higher, moaning some nonsense plea. His cheeks burned from the abuse and the heat seemed to spread through him. He really didn't want the toy- he wanted Logan inside him. He wanted it so bad he could taste it.

"Fuck me," he begged, knowing it would do no good. If anything, it might make the wait even longer.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Don't tell me what to do," Logan warned, pushing the plug in deep and picking up the paddle.

"You gave me this. I'm in control now- until I'm done with you, you do what I want."

And with that, he brought the paddle down hard, spanking the other man, each blow coming without pause. It was cruel and intense- but Logan worked with love, wanting Jack to enjoy it.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He strained against his bonds, but the more he struggled, the tighter the knots around his wrists became. He'd done that on purpose. He was beging, crying out, nearly screaming more than once...but it never occurred to him to ask Logan to stop. The pain was bright and singular, something he could focus on and cling to. And Logan was the master of it. Jack didn't ask for anything else, though it wasn't long before he was tense all over, shaking as the pain coursed through him, and desire consumed him.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Logan didn't stop, not until he was sure that the other man was aching, only then did he toss the paddle aside.

"Get off my lap, and get on your knees," he instucted, shoving Jack gently and moving to open his jeans. "I want your lips around my cock. You look good like that. on your knees, sucking me off."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Trembling all over, Jack made his way to the floor and shifted on his knees. He didn't dare sit back on his heels, his ass hurt, and the plug was just a tease as it shifted and stretched him. His balance was off, but feeling Logan's knee against his shoulder gave him enough guidance and he leaned forward obediantly. Logan's cock bumped his cheek and he drew back, correcting his aim.

"Sorry," he murmured, then drew Logan in without hesitation.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

Logan wanted to tell jack he had nothing to be sorry for, but the warmth of the other man's lips made it hard to think, let alone speak.

his fingers tangled in the short darkk strands of Jack's hair, and he moaned as he lifted his hips slightly.

"Fuck," he groaned, his head tipping back as he wet his lips. "God you're good at that..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack didn't hold back. Wet and enthusiastic, he bobbed on Logan's cock, sucking lewdly and savoring every inch. He looked up once, then closed his eyes and devoted all his attention to pleasing Logan. He slipped once and sought for Logan's cock with desperate, hungry lips. Tension coiled low in his gut and burned down his thighs, a burn different from the lingering pain of the spanking. The need in him built up until he could hardly stand it. Without any other options, he plunged forward and stayed there, nearly choking as he swallowed around the thick flesh.

[echolls-cursed.livejournal.com]

"Shit!" Logan gasped, the sensation a little overwhelming and pushing him closer to the edge than he wanted to be.

Pulling Jack off him by his hair, he slapped the other man across the face, hard enough to sting. ...It was something Jack liked to do to him, something that should have been awful but Logan had grown to enjoy.

"Don't rush me," he growled. Reaching around, he unbound Jack's hands and then hooked his fingers under the leather of the collar. "Get on the bed, on your back. I want you holding your legs too. I want you waiting and ready," he said, getting to his feet and starting to strip.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

The slap shocked him and he rocked back onto his heels, crying out at the pain that came with the pressure against his ass. His eyes teared up and he closed them, nodding as he caught his breath. It took a minute, but he followed Logan's orders, getting onto the bed slowly and assuming the position. It made him acutely aware of the toy filling him and stretching him wide.

"I...wasn't. Rushing you," he said quietly, watching every move Logan made. "I just want you. You have to know that."