echolls_cursed | for Jack

"Last time I checked, this was mine," Logan smirked, smacking Jack's ass again and trying not to wince as the other man pulled his hair.

"I'll hit it if I want to," she said simply, leaning in to kiss the other man's stomach.

"Little shit," Jack exhaled, no heat to it at all. The sting of the smack coupled with the soft warmth of Logan's mouth made everything else irrelevant. Even his grip on the man's hair loosened as he got what he wanted.

Logan played nice, but only for a little while, and he ducked his head to nuzzle Jack's cock before abruptly smacking the other man on the ass again and pulling away.

Grinning, he looked up at Jack. "I like the way you tense when I do that."

"Stop it," he protested, looking down at Logan. He was hard again and, as usual, his thoughts were consumed with Logan and the urgent need to have him.

"Come on...god, Logan, come on..."

Logan simply raised a brow, taking Jack in hand and slowly starting to pull him off.

"Say please, and I might let you come. Say it a few times, and I might let you fuck me. Maybe. If you suck me off first as well. I like it when you get on your knees."

Sometimes he hated that Logan could hold off, if for no other reason than to make Jack wait. It drove him crazy. Jack's eyes fell closed and his head fell back. Fingers clutched at the younger man and he gasped quietly.

"Please," he said, barely a word at all. "Please," Jack repeated a little louder so he was sure Logan heard him.

Logan wet his lips.

"So do it then. Suck me," he purred, spreading his legs and inviting the other man to kneel.

Jack didn't want Logan to stop touching him and it gave him pause. He swallowed hard and looked down and that decided it for him- the sight of Logan naked and demanding made him drop to his knees. He ran his hands up and down Logan's thighs, met his gaze, then ducked down to lick and tease the head of his cock.

Logan stroked Jack's hair gently at first, and then held on tight, tugging as he encouraged the other man to keep going.

"Fuck, I love your mouth," he moaned.

One hand remained on Logan's thigh, the other wrapped around the root of his cock to keep him rigid. Jack began to suck in earnest, his lips pulling and tongue sliding against the hot, heavy flesh.

Logan groaned softly, urging Jack to take him deeper with a tug and a push.

"Fuck, yeah, like that," he murmured. "Come on..."

Jack relaxed his throat and began to plunge down on Logan's dick, swallowing around him, moaning a little at the feeling of the way the cock hit the back of his throat again and again. His own cock was throbbing with his pulse and he wanted relief of his own, but for now it was enough to listen to Logan sound like that and feel the way he jerked Jack's head around.

Logan panted harder, biting his bottom lip and then swearing softly.

"Fuck, Jack, I'm gonna..."

He made a choked sound and pushed Jack's head down hard as he came, holding him there fora moment and then letting go.

"Fucking perfect," he groaned.

Logan's seed hit his throat and he didn't even have a chance to taste him before he was swallowing pulse after pulse. He kept sucking until Logan was completely spent and then took his time pulling away.

"So good," he said, wiping his lips and chin dry. He reached up to push Logan back, down onto the bed.

"Now it's my turn...do I have to say please again?"

Logan was spent and content, but he still squirmed a little as Jack pushed him down.

"Yeah, say please again," he demanded, ignoring the fact that Jack practically had him pinned down.

Jack reached for the lotion and made quick work of slicking his cock. He only used what was left on his fingers to prepare Logan. He was beyond caring if this was rough.

"Please," he said with a note of desperation. Then he guided himself into his husband slowly.

"Please," he ground out. "Fuck...Logan, please..."

Logan winced as Jack slid into him, gritting his teeth and swearing softly.

"Impatient fucker," he gasped, tensing and then slowly relaxing.

Sometimes he still felt incredibly vulnerable when Jack was inside of him, and in a way he was. Like this, Jack could do nearly anything, and he knew he'd be in no position to fight.

Though as time had past and their relationship had changed, he'd found he didn't really mind being at Jack's mercy. In fact, it was the best place to be sometimes.

He kept sinking in, pausing as Logan tensed, then continuing until he was balls deep. He groaned once, licked his lips, and looked at the man with a devilish glint in his eyes.

"Please," he said again, holding Logan down firmly as he began to move, fucking him slowly and deliberately.

Logan glared at that, narrowing his eyes, but a moment later and the look was gone, replaced with something more innocent and youthful as he gasped.

It didn't matter that he wouldn't come again, his body still reacted to the way the other man started to move inside of him. Jack knew all the ways to make him moan.

Jack leaned over him, pressing him hard into the bed just so he could reach to kiss him. "Please," he whispered against Logan's lips as he picked up the pace, moved smooth and slow, enjoying the tight grip of Logan's body.

"Please," he said again. "Please..."

He just kept repeating it, saying it every time he sank in deep only to gasp as he pulled back.

"Shut up," Logan gasped, starting to struggle and panting quietly. "Shut up, Jack."

He fought a little, growling against Jack's lips, but he knew he wasn't getting anywhere. He was just urging Jack on.

"Please," he repeated one more time, just to be an ass. Jack rolled Logan up a little more and began to drive into him harder, faster, skin hitting skin. He was moving so fast that his pleas fell away and he could only grunt roughly as he used Logan ruthlessly.

Logan made a small sound, but stopped mouthing off. He gasped as Jack fucked him, and deliberately clenched around him, daring him to hurry up and come.

Every sound, every twitch, every breath that Logan gave him made Jack weak. He wondered, sometimes, if Logan was truly aware of just how well and truly wrapped around his finger Jack was.

He caught Logan's mouth and kissed him. The slide of his tongue against the other man's was enough to consume him and he resorted to purely animal sounds as he began to swell and jerk. Jack only pulled away from the kiss when he felt it hit him, blinding his for a minute as he came hard enough to make him hold his breath.

Logan gasped as Jack spilled inside of him, watching the other man as he came undone.

It was still as hot as it had ever been.

"Love you, Captain," he murmured.

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