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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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The soft kiss was all it took. All the tension melted away and Jack felt like he could breathe again.

"You've got me," he promised. His hands softened against Logan's arms and skated down to his wrists, then tugged them so Logan could only rest his hands on Jack's waist. They were still cold...or maybe it was that Jack was running a little warmer than normal.

"Most of your fantasies? I love hearing about them. You're so creative. I just ever think about you. You'd probably think I was boring. Stupid."

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"I don't think it's stupid. I think it's nice. I think it's nice that you just- want me," Logan said honestly. "I don't care that you don't think up little scenarios or anything."

Stepping closer, he held on just a little tighter. "You still always manage to surprise me."

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"Do I?" he asked, then licked his lips. "You're not bored with me? Because there's still a lot of things I've never done to you..."

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"Like what?" Logan asked, ducking his head and nuzzling Jack's neck.

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Jack hadn't had anything in mind until he tipped his head back to give Logan access. It was then that he noticed the exposed beams of the roof above him.

"I've never suspended you," he purred. "Tied you up and gotten you into the air. If you do it right, it's like floating."

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Confused, Logan followed the other man's gaze, looking up at the beams and then back at Jack again.

"You don't think that's kind of dangerous?"

Not no. There wasn't much change of Logan saying no. Just a simple question as he thought it over.

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"It's safer than some things we do," Jack replied. "And those beams are sturdy. It's not like we'll bring the house down. But...we don't have to. Not tonight. I just mean...it's been a long day. We've done a lot..."

He was up for it, though. He just wanted to give Logan every opportunity to say no. Jack wasn't going to force him into anything.

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Looking up at the beams again, Logan bit his bottom lip. "No- I trust you. We can do that. I mean, if you're not tired..."

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Taking advanage of Logan's exposed throat, Jack leaned in and trailed kisses along the bared flesh, nipping and sucking from side to side.

"I'm not tired. But we didn't go anyplace. Didn't visit anyone. They might be pissed," he said...even as his fingers worked at Logan's fly to get his pants out of the way.

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"It's not my fault. You didn't want to go anywhere either. I mean, you did- until the snow, and the collar... You look really good in that collar, he moaned.

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"Felt good in it," Jack said softly as he pushed Logan's pants down. He kissed him liesurely for another minte, then pulled away.

"This is going to take some time...but if you can be patient, it'll be worth it," he said.

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"I can be patient. More patient than you," Logan insisted, wetting his lips and returning the kiss. "I'm pretty sure I could wait forever."

"When you're done, would you teach me how to do it?"

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"Sure," he agreed, and that was it. He stepped away from Logan and went downstairs for a miute, collecting all the rope they had in the house. It was more than enough.

Jack hadn't been lying. It was an exercise in patience. He tossed rope over the beams, wrapped and bound Logan artfully, moved him around, tested the beam, spread the ropes a bit, tied more knots, and finally, finally, brought it all together. Once he was ready, one rope and a steady pull had Logan off the floor, his legs spread, hsi arms bound, rope aroind his body to distrubute the pressure. It was, as Jack had promised, like floating. Like floating naked with his ass at just the right level for Jack.

"You okay?" he asked, stroking Logan's legs as he admired his own handiwork.

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It wasn't like anything they'd ever done before, and Logan twisted in the air slightly as he struggled. Usually when Jack bound him, it was just his arms or his legs. For this, however, Jack had to wrap rope all around him, and it felt- amazing. That, combined with the feeling of floating, was enough to make him hard, and he closed his eyes as he tried to move his legs.

"I'm okay. I'm good."

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"Good," he purred as he smoothed his hand up the back of Logan's leg, over rope and then onto the bare skin of his as. He groped him roughly and then let go, reaching up to the ropes that held Logan off the floor. Pulling two slowly, Logan tipped back and back, his head going down and his ass rising hisgher in the air.

"You scared me," he said, then brought his hand down against Logan's ass hard. "And you freaked me out." Another smack. "And you kinda pissed me off," he finished.

And then Jack went and picked up the paddle, using Logan's defenseless position to his own advantage. A few times he came dangerously close to hitting the younger man in the balls, not limiting himself to just the globes of his cheeks. Jack spanked his thighs, his crack, once turning the paddle to bring it down against the tender hole. That was the lightest of the blows.

"Tell me you're sorry again," Jack barked, though there wasn't any heat behind it. This was all just another game. "Convince me. Convince me you don't want me to make all your filthiest, most twisted fantasies come true."

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It hurt, but there was no way to get away. Crying out, he made a soft sound, shaking and squirming.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, okay? Really. I wouldn't... I won't make you do those things. I don't need them. I just need you," he promised, panting hard and trying to free his hands.

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There was absolutely no way to get free. These weren't knots for restraint, they were knots for security. The last thing Jack wanted was something slipping and Logan falling to the floor.

"Tell me something, pervert," Jack purred roughly, stopping long enough to bend over and draw his tongue in slow spirals against the warm, abused skin. He came near, but never touched the flexing pucker of Logan's ass.

"Tell me one. I know your dirty mind, you've got something in there..." he said, trusting Logan to pick something he thought was filthy and yet something he knew Jack would probably like.

Logan always had the best little senarios, Jack thought. Sometimes he wished he put that much thought into what they did, but he never was much for planning in advance.

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It was hard to think of one with his ass in the air, still red and stinging. He aced all over, his cock throbbing and his Jaw still sore from their fight.

Jack's tongue didn't help either, the feeling of the other man's mouth making him flex and groan.

"I- I have one, one where you're a teacher. You have your glasses on and a button down shirt- and... I've done something. I dunno what, but, it was bad. It was bad and you punished me for it. You bent me over the desk- and then made me suck you off. ...Or, there's another, where we're trapped together. I dunno where. But I know it's dark and I know there's no where to go. I fight you off at first, but you win me over. You kiss me, and you tell me we're gonna die- and that I should just enjoy what I can. ...And I do. Because I can't say no to you, and I want you so bad that I don't even care what'll happen to us."

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As if he wasn't hard already, listening to Logan just made his cock ache. He dropped to one knee and cupped Logan's ass, pulling him a bit closer. He'd never had an opportunity quite like this to enjoy Logan's ass, not without the bed in the way or being in some position where he couldn't get to every part of him. Now, though, he fully indulged every impulse he'd ever had, tongue sliding over and around and into Logan's hole only to stop abruptly so he could rise a little and take his balls into his mouth. He left the younger man's cock untouched, instead concentrating on every other sensitive exposed area.

"Keep talking," he murmured, though he was only half listening. He loved listening to Logan stammer and moan as he used his lips and tongue, and finally added his fingers. Logan was swinging slowly in his bonds, but Jack moved right along with him.

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I don't know what to say," Logan protested, moaning softly and gasping as the other man teased and stretched him. "Jack, please..." he begged, squirming and rocking back as much as he could.

He swung a little, but it wasn't enough.

Blood was slowly rushing to his head, and he lifted his head as he tried to get closer again, alternating between whimpering and begging.

Before Jack, he'd never let himself be so weak in front of anyone.

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The ropes creaked softly as Logan moved. Jack kept it up as long as he could stand, then rose to his feet.

"Do you have one where I hang you from the ceiling, suck you off, and use your own wad as lube to fuck you?" he asked, taking Logan's dick in hand. He didn't keep it up for long. Just enough to taunt the younger man, and then he circled around him. With Logan tipped back just so, his mouth was at the perfect height and angle. Jack didn't say anything as he took himself in hand, cradled the back of Logan's head, then slipped into that filth spewing wetness. He groaned as he thrust in deep, watching Logan's throat stretch to take him.

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Logan didn't have a change to answer, Jack's cock filling his mouth in one fluid motion.

He made a small sound around the other man's girth, and he closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again. He couldn't see much, Jack's balls and the underside of his cock his only view.

He tried again to free his hands, but the knots were tight. Too tight to free himself from.

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Jack used him, there was no other way to describe it. Logan had no sort of control as Jack slipped in and pulled back, fucking his mouth for his own pleasure. It lasted forever, or not long at all...it didn't matter. Before he got close, Jack pulled out and smeared his cock against Logan's cheeks and walked away again. He took hold of the ropes again, pulling so Logan was a little more upright, so the blood wasn't rushing to his head.

"Have I told you how good you look with my cock in your mouth?" he asked, leaning in to kiss Logan's spit-slick lips. "Look better with me balls deep in your ass, though. Best thing about hanging you up like this...great view. And you know how I love to watch."

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A little breathless, Logan returned the kiss. "Perv," he accused, struggling again and whimpering when he started to swing harder than he wanted.

Rarely did he feel so totally helpless.

"Jack, please, I don't want it to end yet," he confessed, twisting a little and wishing he could get free. Because if he could get loose, he could run, and Jack- Jack would chase him and he'd get that much more time.

It was greedy, but once they started, Logan hated to stop. He loved the hours of laying together and talking, or just goofing off and hanging out, but the games and the sex- Logan always felt as if these moments with Jack were the only times he could really drop his guard and let go.

Just for Jack. just for this.

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"Who said it was gonna end any time soon?" Jack asked, smirking a little. He tugged the ropes a little more so Logan was nearly sitting up, reclined in a web of rope. It forced his legs apart more, spreading him and putting him on display. It was just what Jack liked...what he always asked Logan to do and when you younger man did do it, it was always accompanied by that deep blush and a turn of his head.

"You're like art," Jack continued, circling him like a predator, dragging his fingers over bare skin. "I could leave you hanging here for a while. This is way better than the cage..."