echolls_cursed | for Jack

for Jack

(from here)

Logan started to run the shower, stripping down and piling his clothes up in the corner. He waited until the water was just right, then stepped under the spray, expecting Jack to come and find him when he was ready.

It felt good, and he leaned casually against the tile as water spilled over him.

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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.

Jack could feel it up his back and down to his knees, everything just draining from him. He'd been eager for this since he'd seen Logan on the beach.

"Love you, too," he said softly. "So much. Forever. God, Logan...baby. I love you."

All the fights, all the arguments, all the talking, the inevitable baby...none of it even touched the fact that Jack was so in love with Logan that little else mattered in the end.

"Mmm, good- now get off," he laughed softly, giving Jack a soft shove and a smile. "We just got up and I'm exhausted again."

He snorted softly but did it anyway. He withdrew slowly just so Logan would feel every inch of him, then crawled onto the bed and dropped like a stone.

"You wear me out," he said softly. "I love that you can do that to me."

"I love doing it to you," Logan grinned, settling into his spot as soon as Jack was stretched out.

"Mmm, wake me up when you're ready for round two," he joked softly, closing his eyes and getting comfortable.

Jack closed his eyes and breathed deeply. The weight of Logan just there was normal. How things should be. After all this time with the younger man he couldn't hardly sleep without Logan against him like that.

"I'll wake you up with a hand job," he said, but it was hard to tell if he was kidding or not.

"Just a hand job? Not chained to the bed or locked in a trunk?" Logan quipped with a yawn, feeling like he might drift off at any moment.

"I'll see what I can do without waking you up," Jack promised, then turned his head so he could kiss Logan's hair. "Go to sleep."

Logan laughed, assuming Jack was joking as well, and stroked the other man's stomach as he started to drift off.

he was never more content than he was when he was settled in against Jack.

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