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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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"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."

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"Don't tell me what to do," Logan replied as he followed, pausing and then smirking as he added, "I'm not your bitch."

He didn't mind the walk from the hut to the workshop, it meant he could stop to check on the dogs, and he gave Linusa pet before heading into the unlocked shed.

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"You keep saying that, but we both know that you are," Jack said. He kept close, almost pressed against Logan's back as they went through the interior door. Their room was pitch black, carefully insulated and secure as could be. He flipped on the light and the bare bulb illuminated the dangerous looking room.

"This is going to be fun."

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"What's going to be fun is scrambled eggs in bed. Or toast in bed. Whatever," Logan grinned, walking deeper into the room and perching himself on the edge of the old bed.

"You're going down, Captain. Might as well surrender now."

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Jack gave him a very pointed look.

"You've got to be kidding. Surrender?" he asked, then he went to the cabinet and began to pull out toys and tools. The ropes and paddles were familiar, but Jack pulled out other things, flails and straps and bands of leather that he'd made in his spare time.

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Logan was sure he was supposed to be afraid, but he wasn't. he simply sat there, watching Jack with an almost bored expression.

"so when you lose this, are you gonna cry? I think I'd pay to see that," he said casually.

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"Mouth like that? I'd almost gag you...except then you couldn't admit the truth," he said as he started to string rope up over the exposed rafters.

"You should take off your pants. You're not going to need them."

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Logan rolled his eyes. "Not your bitch, remember? Ask nicely and I'll be as naked as you want, Captain."

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"You know, you lose more jeans by making me cut them off of you," he said with almost casual disinterest. "Somehow I don't think me saying please will get you any more naked than you are now."

But he turned and looked Logan over and smiled lasciviously.

"Take your clothes off."

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"Whatever, just know I'm taking these off to save them, not to make you happy," Logan replied, getting to his feet and undressing.