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Things were nearing completion at the hut, which was amazing, really, considering how much they'd needed to do. They'd accomplished so much, and the hut looked so different now.

Standing in the nursery, Logan looked down at the floor, scuffing his foot against it, and frowning. Glancing over at Jack, he wet his lips before speaking.

"It should be soft. You're supposed to do that for babies, you know? You make everything soft. Do you think we could make a rug somehow? Or play mats, or... Fuck, I dunno," he sighed, trailing off. "What about, like, leather? My dad had that once on his walls. It was soft. They make it for flooring too. What if we did that?" he asked, not really sure how one would go about making a leather floor.

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Jack, on the other hand, was about ready to melt into the bed. He watched Logan get up and enjoyed the sight of the man's bare body.

"God, you're beautiful," he said without thinking, knowing just after he'd said ti that Logan would tell him to shut up.

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"Shut up," Logan snorted softly, wrinkling his nose and then offering Jack a smile.

"You want anything?"

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"Yeah. Juice," he replied. Jack rolled a little and curled an arm behind his head. He watched Logan intently. He didn't tell the man he was beautiful again...but he didn't need to. His thoughts were clear on his face.

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If Logan could guess what Jack was thinking, he didn't say, he simply offered a smile and a nod before heading for the kitchen.

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Jack laid still for a minute and then shifted so he could sit up against the head board. He was starting to become actually afraid of how much the baby was going to change things for them but he kept quiet about it. He wondered about being quiet. About babysitting. About being tired. About being responsible. And yet these were things he sat with, not wanting to burden Logan with his fears and worries.

Just a couple more months and they'd be parents. It was daunting. Jack was comfortable with life, just he and Logan and the pets. No matter what, good or bad, a baby was going to be a big adjustment.

"Where's my juice?" he called, only half-heartedly demanded as he tried to think of good things and put his worries away.

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"Don't rush me," Logan called back, only to turn up a few minutes later with two glasses and a plate with two sandwiches on it.

He handed Jack his juice and nodded for him to take a sandwich as he sat down.

"What's with you?" he asked.

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"Nothing. I was just giving you a hard time," he said softly. "I could get used to this. Gorgeous naked man bringing me food in bed...why don't we do this all the time?"

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"Because I've got you whipped?" Logan suggested with a wickedly playful grin.

"That, and I'm not your bitch."

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"I'm not whipped!" he protested, even though they both knew it was the truth.

"I'm...devoted. That's a good word," he added with a grin, then took a drink of his juice. Devoted, whipped, it amounted to the same thing. He'd do anything for his husband.

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"So whipped," Logan teased, grinning in return and taking a bite of his sandwich before putting his food aside so he could lay down.

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Jack drained his cup and then shifted so he could face Logan and run his hand over his body.

"Not whipped," he continued to protest, pressing a kiss to Logan's chest. "But you might be my bitch. Maybe."

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"I'm not your bitch. I can resist your charms," Logan argued, wiggling away. "You wish I was your bitch."

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"Resist my charms? Are you kidding me?" he asked, pawing at Logan more insistently. "You can't resist my charms. You love my charms. I'm a charming guy."

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"Oh yeah? I bet you can't get me to say it. I bet you... two weeks of laundry and dog walking, that you can't get me to admit I'm your bitch by the end of the day," Logan replied seriously.

"And you know why I'll make that bet? Because I'm not your bitch."

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"Have you ever won a bet that you've made with me?" Jack grinned. He kissed Logan lazily and ran his fingers lightly over his skin.

"You really want me to make you admit you're mine? My bitch? My everything?"

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"I'm gonna win this one. You forget how stubborn I am, man," Logan reminded him, returning the kiss as he swatted Jack's hands away.

"Just wait, you'll see."

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"Stubborn...but I'm determined," he smirked, putting his hands right back where they'd been. A moment later he rose and straddled Logan so he could look down at him and pet him some more.

"Laundry and dog walking, hmm? I know how much you love doing the laundry..."

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"You want to raise the stakes even higher?" Logan asked, smirking as he looked up at Jack. "If I win, you have to bring me breakfast in bed for a week as well."

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""And if I win?" he asked softly, curling down over Logan to kiss him. "If I win you don't get to come for a week unless I say so."

He pulled back just far enough to look in his husband's eyes.

"...Because you're my bitch."

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Logan snorted, and then nodded. "Fine, deal. One rule though. No tickling. I hate that shit. Anything else is fine."

Sitting up slightly, he nipped at Jack's bottom lip.

"I'm not your bitch," he purred.

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Jack moaned softly and hated the way Logan could make him weak with little more than the tone of his voice or the scrape of his teeth. He resolved to break Logan...even though in the back of his head he knew it wasn't likely to happen. He had hope, though. One day...maybe today...he'd crack Logan.

"Bitch," he whispered as his fingers slips in, going for Logan's armpits. But he didn't tickle. He went right for the nerve clusters to give the young man a shock of pain so he'd know right off that Jack wasn't going to go easy on him.

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Logan was expecting a slow build up, so when he cried out, it wasn't just pain, but shock also.

"Shit!" he swore, panting as he tried to get away.

"Son of a bitch! What the hell?"

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"Now I've got your attention," Jack said, petting Logan's chest again. "I think we should take this out to the workshop. If we stay in bed I'll just fuck you again and fall asleep...and then I'll be stuck walking the dogs and bringing you breakfast. Come on, put on some pants."

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Logan huffed, but didn't argue. After all, it was only fair he give Jack a chance to win.

He lingered on the bed, and then finally got up and reached for his jeans.

"You're still gonna lose, captain. I can't outrun you, and I only have a fifty-fifty chance of winning a fair fight against you, but shit like this? You should know by now, I never do what I don't want to do."

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Jack knew Logan was right. He hadn't broken him in all the time they'd been together and it wasn't as if he hadn't tried.

But it could happen yet and Jack was determined not to lose a bet.

He pulled on his own jeans and had the passing thought that maybe they should have connected the workshop to the house, maybe with a secret door. But the need to dress and go to their room did add to the anticipation.

"I'm not going to lose," he said, sounding certain of that. He didn't lose. He just didn't. "Come on."