echolls_cursed | NYE post midnight

"I won't make you sleep on the floor," he promised. "But I expect you to do what I tell you to do, and without fighting me. If you really fight, I'll leave you alone again. I won't take care of you. But..."

Jack smiled again and looked down at his food, picking at it a little.

"I know how you are and if you're just mouthy, I'll punish you. I'll take you over my knee and make you hurt."

Logan couldn't help it, he snorted a little at that. "If you actually took me over your knee everytime I mouthed off, you'd have a sprained wrist by the end of the day," he snickered, clearly amused by the idea as he popped another bite into his mouth.

Meeting Jack's eyes with his own, he wet his lips. "You'll be worn out by noon," he warned, giving his husband a chance to take it back.

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"And your ass will be numb...so I'll have to do something other than spank you," Jack said placidly. "But I'll decide what's mouthing off. We'll see. If you want to stay, we'll see."

Logan continued to eat, clearing his plate as he considered Jack and his words.

Swallowing the last bite, he licked the icing from his bottom lip and the tips of his fingers as he nodded.

"Alright," he agreed.

Jack gave him a warm smile of approval, then a short nod.

"Okay," he agreed. "Then finish up. I'm going to try to heat up enough water...I want to wash you all over."

With that, he left what remained of his breakfast on the table and went to the fire. There was a large pot and water in pails. He set it up so the water would get hot and then looked for a rag. Without a shower, it was the net best thing. And Jack wasn't ashamed to admit that he liked washing Logan. It gave him a chance to touch him in a unique and pleasant way.

Logan didn't argue or fight, after all, he liked when Jack touched him. He liked when they washed one another in the showers, and this was no different.

Stripping slowly out of his clothes, he made his way towards the fire.

"Can I wash you as well?" he asked, suddenly itching to touch the other man any way he could.

"Yes. I kinda expected that," he replied. "We might have to heat up some more water, though."

Jack circled him and looked him over, drinking in the sight of Logan's naked body. He was gorgeous and Jack ran dry hands over him before he bothered to put the rag in the water so he could start washing Logan down. He began at his throat and moved slowly. Methodically. There wasn't an inch of skin he missed, though he left the man's face and hair dry.

Lifting his arms, Logan gave Jack more room to work, watching him the whole time.

"Water's not that hot," he complained softly, though that didn't stop him from moving a little closer so Jack could reach more skin.

"I could let you stand here and drip while I reheat it," Jack offered, though he didn't stop. He also couldn't resist leaning in to taste the water that beaded on Logan's chest. Jack closed his eyes and flicked Logan's nipple with his tongue. The he continued to move lower.

"I'll be quick," he promised.

Logan gasped softly and nodded, dropping his arms and closing his eyes.

The water dripped down his body, tickling his skin, and he watched as a drop rolled from his thigh down past his knee.

Jack couldn't help but indulge in tasting Logan's wet skin. When he was clean, Logan had such a unique scent and Jack loved it. He loved it in the bed and on Logan's clothes, but the best was on Logan himself.

Jack was especially careful washing Logan's cock, but it was all business. Despite his kisses, he was doing a job, not trying to seduce Logan. When he finished the front, he moved behind Logan and began at his shoulders.

"I love this," Jack admitted softly. "Washing you. Taking care of you like this."

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"It's nice," Logan admitted with a gasp, "I like the way you touch me. Like I matter. Like I'm something. Like I'm... I dunno. Worth it. No one has ever made me feel that way before. I think people have tried, but... With you, I can feel it."

"That's because you do matter. You matter more than anything to me," he assured him, taking more time than necessary to was Logan's ass. Jack loved his husband's ass almost as much as he loved his mouth. He couldn't keep from groping him, just a little, before moving down to his legs to wipe off the water that had run down them.

And then he was done and he took up a towel to dry Logan off, moving him a little closer to the fire to keep him from getting too cold.

"You're the most precious thing in my life."

"Quit groping me," Logan laughed, letting Jack move him closer to the flames and wrapping his arms around the other man.

"And if I'm the most precious thing in your life, I wish I could- I could be something more. You deserve more."

"I don't think I could handle more," he chuckled, grabbing for Logan's ass again.

"I don't even know what 'more' there could be. I love you the way you are."

"Yeah? Lucky me," Logan grinned, swatting Jack's hands away as he leaned in to kiss the other man. "I love you the way you are too."

"You better," Jack laughed, grabbing for his bare skin again and smacking him, not even hard enough to make a sound. He simply swatted and then held on. His smile spread against Logan lips and he kissed him back.

"You want to do me now? Or do you want to go upstairs?"

"Do you?" Logan asked with a grin, pressing up against him and playfully rutting against his leg. "Yeah, I want to do you," he laughed, clearly pleased with his little joke.

Jack snorted and then actually laughed before he pulled away from Logan to refill the pot and put it back over the fire.

"You might as well get dressed before you freeze," he suggested. "We can strip when we go upstairs again."

Which was something he was looking forward to despite the sudden and overwhelming need to get clean.

"fine, just get your clothes off," Logan said, smacking Jack's thigh and turning away to pull his clothes back on.

He dressed quickly, glad to be warm again, and then grabbed the pot and refilled the bucket with hot water.

As Logan got everything ready, Jack stripped out of his clothes and put them aside. He wet his lips as he moved closer.

"I want you to do a good job," he ordered. "Thorough. And no messing around...just wash me."

"No messing around? Like this?" Logan asked, groping Jack's ass with a smirk and then slowly starting to wash the other man. "So bossy. It's adorable."

"Just do it," Jack said with an undercurrent of warning. He reached out and touched Logan gently, though, stroking his jaw and running his hand down his throat and along his arm.

"You said I could do this, so I'm doing it my way," Logan replied, rubbing down Jack's arms and chest, before moving onto his back.

He rubbed every inch of skin, and then slowly dropped to his knees, washing Jack's thighs, and then his ass and his cock. He was careful and tender, and clearly enjoying the chance to touch and tend to the other man- Especially his more tender areas.

Finally he worked on his ankles and feet, down on all fours as he rubbed away all traces of sweat and dirt from the other man.

"You look so good like that," Jack said softly, studying the curves and angles of Logan's body. "You shouldn't wonder why I like watching you crawl...you're gorgeous."

Logan's hands had wound him up and the sight of him didn't help. His body betrayed him, though he'd tried hard to think away his hard on. There was no way he could. By the time Logan finished his feet, Jack was breathing slow and deep and fighting for the last shreds of self control.

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