echolls_cursed | for Jack

"This?" Logan purred, nuzzling the other man's throat again, and then abruptly stopping, just to be a brat.

"Mmm, I dunno. I'm kinda tired," he lied, trying not to smirk again.

The soft groan of pleasure turned to one of frustration. Jack reached for Logan and grabbed his arms to push him down into the mattress.

"You don't get to be tired," he said, soft and dangerous. "Not yet. When I'm done with you, though, maybe I'll let you take a nap."

"You're a demanding fucker," Logan replied, growling softly and arching up.

He narrowed his eyes, twisting a little and watching Jack with dark eyes. He wet his lips and shifted as he tried to knock the other man off him.

Jack was strong and he was determined- but he'd also been swimming and diving all day and his muscles had had just about all they could take. He fought Logan to hold him down but his shoulders trembled and his muscles shook. In a vain attempt to keep Logan from noticing, Jack swooped in and kisse dhim hard once again.

Logan could feel Jack tremble, and he wavered between taking advantage and protecting Jack's pride.

It was a hard choice, but he remembered briefly the first time He'd beaten Jack fairly at a fight, how much that had effected the other man, and in the end he casually stopped fighting quite as hard. He was careful though, not wanting Jack to know he was surrendering. He wanted Jack to believe he still had that power over him.

Jack slowly let go of one of Logan's hands so he could catch the younger man's hair. He held on and guided Logan's head to tilt it a little so he could kiss him more deeply. Jack used his knees to spread Logan's legs a little and pressed his body tight to him.

He finally pulled away, gasping. One long, dark look at Logan said more than any words. Jack licked his lips before ducking his head, missing Logan's mouth so he could nip his way along the line of his jaw.

Logan hissed at the pull on his hair, and he whimpered as he spread his legs for the other man.

"Fuck," he whispered, raking his nails over Jack's shoulder and groaning softly.

"Captain," he gasped.

Hearing Logan say that, in that tone, totally eroded Jack's restraint. He moaned softly against Logan's neck and gave up on holding him down. His shoulders protested too much. He dropped to the side but kept Logan pulled close.

"Love you. Nails. Mouth. Fuck, Logan...right th-" His words cut off as he laid down sucking kisses along Logan's shoulder. He kept squirming and writhing, pressing close so he could rub against his young, fit, gorgeous husband.

"Mmm, you look tired, Captain," he said softly, stroking the other man's hair. "Maybe you're the one who needs the nap," he suggested.

"Shut up," he said roughly, barely more than an exhale. To distract Logan from any other smart ass remarks, he reached down and took hold of the man's cock to get him as worked up as Jack was.

Logan groaned, bucking into Jack's hand and closing his eyes.

"Don't tell me to shut up," he panted softly. "It's not my fault you're an old man," he taunted, growling softly.

"Shut up," he said again. This time he covered Logan's mouth with his free hand briefly, only to slip two fingers between his lips a moment later. "Use that smart mouth for something good."

And his other hand never stopped. He loved the way Logan felt in his fist, rigid and heavy, hot and smooth. He closed his eyes and his mouth began to water as he thought about going down on Logan while the man sucked his fingers. He didn't think long...a moment later he was shifting to move lower.

Logan made an annoyed sound around the other man's fingers, trying to turn his head away and awkwardly watching the other man and trying to see what he was doing.

He made a muffled sound and bit down on Jack's fingers, hard enough to hurt.

"Ow!" Jack barked and jerked his hand away, skin scraping on Logan's teeth. He rose up as he shook his hand then looked at the little wells Logan's teeth had left behind.

"Little shit," he grumbled. Jack rose quickly and gave Logan a rough shove just so he could get to the younger man's ass and smack him a few times as punishment.

"Ow, what the fuck?" Logan snapped, struggling a little and glaring. "You're the one who shoved your damn fingers in my mouth," he growled, giving Jack a sharp kick.

"And you're the one that bit me," he shot back while he wrestled Logan on the bed. Logan kicked hard, even with bare feet, and Jack pulled his leg back, but it only put him in an awkward and vulnerable position.

"Yeah, well, you deserved it," Logan snapped, curling up as he sat up so he could defend himself if he needed to.

Jack grabbed Logan's leg and jerked him closer, trying to put him off balance. It didn't work and planned and all he did was pull himself closer to the younger man.

"You're a dick," he accused, holding on tight...and then nuzzling in against Logan's hip.

"Learned from you," Logan gasped, trying to kick Jack again.

He wouldn't be deterred this time, running his tongue along the just of Logan's hip where the skin was so smooth and sensitive. The only concession he made was to reach out to hold Logan's other leg in an attempt to get him to stop kicking him.

"You've learned well," he murmured, doing his best to make his husband willing and weak.

"Stop acting like you've been training me," Logan snapped, squirming and grabbing a fistful of Jack's hair.

Logan may have meant it to hurt but with the scent of his skin overwhelming Jack, the added pull only shot down his spine and settled between his legs. It made him moan softly.

"Stop acting like you don't pick up everything, whether I'm training you or not," he said, turning his head just enough to meet Logan's eyes.

Logan let go and shoved Jack away.

"Fuck off," he muttered, glaring a little and moving to get out of bed.

"Logan," Jack sighed, his tone dropping in disappointment. He reached out to stop the other man but bare skin slipped away from his grasp. He sighed heavily and fell to the bed.

"Whatever."

Logan was surprised when Jack didn't pursue him, and he frowned a little.

"Fine, whatever," he sighed softly.

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