NYE post midnight

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He practically dragged Jack away from the party, holding his hand tightly and grinning as he lead the way outside and into the snow.

"I'm sorry I'm so bad at parties," he said as they walked. "I've been trying though. I was really trying hard tonight."

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Logan had packed clothes and a blanket, and the bag sat on a chair in the main room where Logan was on the floor playing with the dogs.

"Great," Logan grinned, getting to his feet. Jack always looked so sexy in his coat, the way he stood tall and proud. It was a gorgeous sight.

Stepping closer, Logan caught Jack's hand in his own. "Let me get my coat and we'll go," he said, leaning in to kiss Jack's cheek. He couldn't help it, he was oddly excited.

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Jack busied himself doing something else while Logan got his coat on. As soon as the younger man was ready to go, Jack stepped up behind him.

"Just a minute," he said softly. His hands came around in front of Logan and slowly, almost tenderly, he slipped the collar around his throat, then buckled it into place. Jack stepped around him to take a good look at what he'd done, then offered Logan a warm scarf.

"Put this on and cover that up...then come on. We've got a hike," he grinned.

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Logan was visibly startled by the collar, and he touched it before taking the scarf and putting it on. Wetting his lips, he slun the bag over his shoulder and caught Jack's hand again.

The leather was cold against his throat, and though he was desperate to know why Jack wanted him to wear it, or what they were gonna do, he stayed quiet. He stayed close to jack's side as well, keeping close and leading him out the door.

It was a long walk, but they managed to arrive before dark, and Logan grinned as he looked up at the tower.

"This place is amazing," he said softly.

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"It really kinda is," he agreed, opening the door and walking in, leaving Logan a few paces behind. He put down the pack he was carrying and went straight to the fireplace to build a fire to warm the place up.

"I want you to put everything in its place, then go upstairs," Jack said calmly without looking at Logan. "I want you to strip, and then I want you to stand there and wait for me."

Then he did turn and look at Logan.

"And leave the collar on."

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Logan looked baffled. They didn't do this sort of thing without setting up rules first, or making up a game... But this was just Jack. Just Jack and himself, no rules or roles. No warning.

Logan was intrigued.

"I'm not your maid," he muttered, though he did as he was asked, putting the food away and then folding their clothes and leaving them on a chair.

Eventually he headed up the stairs and stripped, unsure of what to do once he was naked. He nearly sat, but Jack had told him to stand.

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He got the fire and fed it slowly, making sure it was blazing well before he even thought of moving. It gave him time to make a plan, and time to try to find the resolve to carry it out. Logan was so defiant, he wasn't sure that this was going to work, but he knew one thing. It was no game. He couldn't do it if it was a game.

HE finally climbed the stairs and strolled in, his eyes drinking in the sight of Logan standing there, naked and waiting with that wide band of leather around his neck.

"You said you wanted taken care of, and I'm going to do that. From now until we leave...but I need you to say you want it. It's not a game and I'm not going to stop. If you act like a shit, I'll punish you. If you're good, I'll treat you well. But only while we're here, and only if you really want it," Jack said, coming closer and resting his hand on Logan's chest.

"Do you want to? Be my pet? Be my slave?" he asked quietly. "Can you even do it?"

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Logan honestly wasn't sure he could, but he wanted to try, and he rested his hand over Jack's. This wasn't a game, Jack wanted him, not a character. Not a role.

"I'll try," he said softly. "I want to try. Is it what you really want though? I don't want you to do this just because I mentioned it to you earlier. I only want to try this if it's something you'll enjoy. ...I want this to be good for you."

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"Won't know if I like it until I try it," he replied honestly before flashing a soft smile. He reached up and stroked Logan's cheek lightly, then leaned in to kiss him.

"I want you to get on your knees. No standing unless I say so. First things first...you'll need a bed. You can take one of the blankets and make yourself one. Right...there," he pointed, next to the bed, near the wall. "If you're very good, I'll let you sleep at the foot of the bed like the dogs do."

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"You're not serious," Logan replied, looking at the spot on the floor and then at Jack. "You want me to sleep on the floor?" he laughed, studying his husband's face to see if he really meant it.

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"Yes," he said simply, afraid if he said any more this would all crumble and he wouldn't be able to do it.

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Logan frowned thoughtfully, staring at the floor again, and then finally grabbed the blanket.

He took his time making his bed, making sure it was comfortable before settling on his knees in the center.

He'd said he would try, so he would try. ...After all, it suddenly seemed like he wouldn't be the one to crack first.

Looking up, he said nothing, watching Jack with curious and bright hazel eyes.

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It had always been a game before, and Jack was good at slipping into roles. But the luxury of a game was that it had an end. You knew a game would stop. This was more like a secret, tucked away in another home. Like a double life...something Jack used to be comfortable with but had lost his taste for.

Still, there was something so alluring about Logan, naked and collared and waiting. Jack pushed any doubts aside and snapped his fingers, then pointed to the floor before him.

"Come here," he said firmly. "You need to undress me."

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"You gonna talk to me like that all night?" Logan asked. "I'm your pet or slave... I'm not your bitch. You could be nicer about it. It's not like I'm in shackles. You're not forcing me. ...I'm giving you this. It's a gift. You should treat it with some fucking respect. ...You should treat me with respect. Like I mean something. You can punish me if I'm bad, but the rest of the time, I'm yours, and you should love me, even when I'm on my knees."

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"I do love you," he replied, his eyes darkening just a little at the accusation that he might not. He continued to point at the floor and he waited. It seemed almost if they had slipped backward an entire year and Jack needed the same patience as he'd had then.

"Now come here and undress me," he said, softer this time, but still a clear command, not a request.

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Logan didn't respond right away, but eventually he crawled closer, his hands moving to open Jack's pants.

He worked slowly, but eventually Jack was left in nothing but his shirt.

"I need to get up to take off the rest he said, letting Jack know what he was doing before he got to his feet and unbuttoned his shirt.

Jack's skin was smooth and tan, and Logan wet his lips as he took in the sight of his bare chest. It didn't matter how many times he'd seen it, Jack's body was a beautiful thing. Everything about Jack was beautiful. His body, his voice, his mind. He was so smart and so intense. So dark and yet playful. Jack was a walking contradiction. A stunning contradiction. Ruthless and yet kinder than anyone he knew. Beautiful, and still ugly sometimes when he was angry or burning with something Logan still didn't understand, even though he'd seen it come out more than once.

Jack was everything, and while Logan didn't intend to make a habit of it- it felt good to serve him.

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He was still as Logan undressed him, but as soon as he was naked, he stepped away. He snatched up the lube that was nearby and carried it back, handing it to Logan.

"Now...I want you to get yourself ready. Good and slick for when I want you. I don't want you yet, but when I do, I don't want to have to wait. Understand? I'm sick of waiting."

For as hard as he was, it was hard to imagine that he didn't want Logan right now. This very second. But he had plans and waiting because of them wasn't the same as waiting because Logan was making him.

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It took everything Logan had not to refuse, and he snatched the bottle with a glare. "Too lazy to do it yourself, Captain?" he asked, spilling some lube on the floor while slicking up his fingers and eventually preparing himself.

It was awkward and embarrassing, and by the time he was finished, Logan was flushed and tense.

"So what are you gonna do, Jack?" he asked, getting mouthy without really meaning to. "I mean, we both know I come up with the best fantasies..."

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"This isn't a fantasy. This is just how it is," he said in a calm, even voice. Patience...yeah, he remembered how this went. He kept his eyes on Logan, watching every move he made. It was so tempting to just shove him over and slide into him. Watching his fingers work made Jack ache to have him.

But he held back.

Instead, he reached out and caught Logan by the collar and started to lead him across the room to where the chains hung on the wall and rings were embedded in the floor.

"Stay on your hands and knees," was all he said when he finally let go of the leather.

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"What if I refuse?" Logan asked curiously, starting to test the boundaries. After all, if it wasn;t a game, it was hard to say how far Jack would go... And the worried him. Not because he was afraid of getting hurt. No, anything Jack did, he'd take care of. He knew no matter how rough Jack got, he was always safe and he would always be cared for.

But jack didn't always react well when he snapped. Logan had seen self loathing in his eyes in the past- and it wasn't something he ever wanted to see again. He didn't want Jack to ever feel that way about himself.

Though he supposed if that did happen, he'd know what to do. Just like Jack would patch him up if things went too far, Logan would be there to put Jack back together if he fell apart.

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"Then I'll chain you up and leave you like that. I'll feed you and help you take a leak, but otherwise...I'll just go downstairs and ignore you," Jack said, stroking Logan's back.

"But I don't want to do that. I want to do things. I want to fuck you against the wall, for one. I want to pet your hair while you go to sleep. I want to leave marks on you so you'll remember who you belong to. And all you have to do, Logan- all you have to do -is obey."

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Jack fingers ran down his spine, and his breath caught for a moment. Jack was one of the few people allowed to touch him there, but even Jack got chased off sometimes- and when they played this way, Logan often refused to be touched there at all.

...And yet this time he let go. He arched his back and closed his eyes, letting Jack stroke him, and ignoring the way it felt to have every scar light up as he brushed over them. As if he was forgetting all about them.

Slowly, he positioned himself on his hands and knees. "I'm yours," he said simply, his voice tight and hard... but honest. "I'm yours, completely."

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He hadn't realized he was holding his breath until he exhaled. Jack stroked Logan's back a few more times with a gentle hand, then backed away.

"Good," he said, nodding a little as he moved over to where the array of toys and tools was stored. He took up a long flogger, the one he'd used the last time they were here, and returned to Logan. He put it under his chin and lifted his head.

"I want to check you out," he said. "I haven't really looked you over in a long time...not all of you. Don't slouch."

Then he moved the crop from Logan's chin and began to drag it along his body, actually inspecting him. He tapped here and nudged there, seeing how Logan moved and how he reacted. Jack was careful and tender, but he knew precisely what he was doing. He was treating Logan like an object. Like a simple possession, no matter how treasured.

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The taps and the feeling of Jack's gaze made him itch, and he ducked his head as he did his best to give the other man what he wanted.

Jack tapped his thighs once, and then again, and eventually Logan spread them a little, his cheeks bright red as he looked away.

Still, despite the embarrassment, it was nice to have Jack's attention, and he wondered just what the other man was hoping to see. Always curious, he wiggled a little and then arched his back, waiting to see which Jack would react to.

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With Logan's legs apart, Jack took the opportunity to reach down and grab his balls, rolling them and tugging a little. He stroked his dick once, enjoying the heat and heft in his palm, then drew his hand away so he could screw on finger into Logan's ass.

"You're gorgeous," he said, fucking him with the single digit for a minute. "Definitely worth it."

Then he pulled his finger free and patted Logan's ass.

"The floor has to be hurting your knees. Stand up and go to the wall. I'm going to chain you up."

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Logan gasped and moaned as Jack groped and fucked him, and made a low sound of protest when he stopped.

"But I was good. I did what you wanted," he argued, getting to his feet but not going to the wall.

Defiant as always, Logan gave Jack a look and then sat down on the bed. "I'm not standing around chained to a wall. And I'm hungry. You should get me food and water."

He tilted his chin up high, and smirked a little as he wondered if he'd get a turn tomorrow night. If perhaps jack would be the one in the collar, crawling around on the floor.

...It was a nice thought.