echolls_cursed | Happy Birthday to Me

Happy Birthday to Me

He had to be honest, with Joe keeping them busy, Logan had a harder time keeping track of the days. He knew, it was August- or almost August maybe- but he wasn't aware that today was his birthday. It didn't even occur to him to check and see if it was.

He and Joe were currently on the floor playing with the train set then he'd been carving piece by piece over the last few months. Joe was giggling and pushing a train up the track and over the little bridge, smiling as it rolled off on it's own.

Logan was so busy watching her that he didn't even notice Jack come in.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Adams apple bobbing, Logan swallowed hard, trying not to moan or show how aroused he was.

"No. You need me now," he said, sounding surprisingly calm. "You need me right now, Captain."

"I do need you right now," he agreed, but he hesitated just a moment so he could enjoy the feel of Logan's pulse against his tongue. He kissed down his throat and along his collarbone and nuzzled the junction of his neck and shoulder.

Jack couldn't take it another minute. Logan accused him of being impatient but he felt he'd done well. He'd made sure his husband was ready. He let go of Logan's cock only so he could move behind him. Thanks to the toy Logan was slick and ready and it didn't take much for Jack to guide himself into place and thrust in.

Logan moaned, rocking back to meet Jack as he panted softly and closed his eyes.

"Fuck. You can untie me you know. I'll be good. I'm always so good," he panted- even though they both knew it was bullshit. Logan was never good- Logan was a devious little jackass.

"Come on," he panted. "Come on, Captain."

Jack chuckled softly, a sound punctuated by gasps and moans.

"I'm not untying you," he replied. "I'm not sure if I'm ever untying you. I might just keep you out here, just like this. I can take care of you and fuck you whenever I like..."

It was pure fantasy, of course. Jack might do many things, but keeping Logan a prisoner here was beyond imagination. But in his head...in his head it was hot.

Logan couldn't help it, he moaned at the thought- Even though he knew it was something they could never do. Not now. Not with Joe to look after.

Still, the fantasy spurred him on as he moaned and rocked back harder.

"Touch me," he demanded with a gasp.

Jack reached around him and took hold of his cock to pull him off, but his other hand came around, too. He moved it higher and higher until he took hold of Logan's throat and pulled him back tight against his body. His hips pistoned quickly, though at this angle he could only sink so deep.

No one else was allowed to have that much power over him. No one ever in his life had been offered that much trust. He surrendered completely to Jack, closing his eyes and letting the other man control him completely as he grew closer and closer to coming undone.

"Shit," he panted softly, knowing he was close.

"You can come now," Jack whispered in his ear. "I'm not going to stop again. Come for me, Logan. You're so hot. I love you like this. Do it for me..."

He moved a little slower, thrusting in hard as he could. He was so close, the friction and grip just right. He'd never last. He didn't care, though. This wasn't about him.

Logan didn't need to be told twice, and he came with a shudder and a moan, spilling into Jack's hand as his whole body trembled in pleasure.

He was panting and gasping, his ass clenching around the other man's erection as he let out a long and low moan.

Jack didn't hold back from seeking his own release. Logan's body gripped him perfectly and he could feel how he shook. He couldn't hold off and he didn't want to.

"Fuck," he hissed, gripping Logan's throat just a little too tightly as he sank in and pulsed his release within Logan. It seemed like it was drawn out of the very core of him and he shuddered a couple times before he was completely spent.

"God, Logan," he mumbled as he held on, keeping Logan close.

Hanging limp in his bonds, Logan couldn't find his voice to speak. He could hardly find the energy to keep his eyes open, if he was honest...

He couldn't remember the last time he'd come so hard.

It took him a minute to recover and then Jack slipped free and began to kiss Logan's back and shoulders as he fussed with the knots to free him.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

Logan nodded, but as Jack freed his arms he had to reach back and hold onto the other man to keep himself upright.

God, when had he gotten so old? Not that long ago he could have gone all night.

"It's okay. It's okay, I've got you," he said quietly. As soon as he had Logan completely free he moved him back just a bit to the rough, island-made bed they had put in the work room.

"Lay down for a minute. I...I need a minute," he said, laughing softly.

Logan fell onto the bed and pulled the other man down with him, wanting to keep him close.

"I love you," he said finally. You can have as many minutes as you want, captain."

Jack hummed softly and smiled as he squirmed to get close and comfortable. Logan felt good and Jack wanted to keep touching him, though he was spent and nearly useless. He was uncoordinated and clumsy as he pawed at his husband and searched for a kiss.

"I love you, too," he replied. "Happy birthday."

"Mmm, best gifts ever," he purred softly, returning the kisses and holding on tightly. "Thank you."

Jack was relieved that Logan was sated and happy instead of pissed off about being made to wait. Neither of them were all that patient - they didn't really need to be. And ever since Joe they had gotten to be very good at being fast. Tonight was a luxury.

"I'm not done. I need an hour to bounce back, but then we can move it into the bedroom and we can enjoy ourselves in there," Jack replied.

Edited 2013-08-11 01:57 (UTC)

Logan kissed his way along the other man's jaw, then settled in.

I'll look forward to it," he assured him with a faint smile, enjoying having Jack's full attention for a change. It had been too long since it had last been all about them.

"Mmm, you wear me out in the best ways," Jack said, tipping his head to give Logan better access. He let his hands roam over his husband's bare body, just enjoying the feel of him.

"Do you really like the rings?" he asked after a long moment. "I hoped you would. That's why I saved them."

"They're perfect," Logan said honestly. "I love them. I want to keep my old one though- We should frame them or something- like when people frame medals or whatever. I dunno how they do it, with deep frames or whatever, you know what I'm talking about?" he asked.

"I could make up a shadow box for them, sure," Jack said. He was glad Logan had said it because he was trying to justify slipping his own onto the cord with the bullets and couldn't see any way that would be all right. The ring would probably break. A frame was a good idea.

"I'll do that tomorrow," he said, then he began to kiss Logan's chest, mapping it slowly with his lips.

Logan moaned softly, streatching out and raking his fingers through Jack's hair.

"We could hang it over our bed," he suggested.

Logan moaned softly, stretching out and raking his fingers through Jack's hair.

"We could hang it over our bed," he suggested.

Jack purred contentedly as Logan's nails raked his scalp.. The younger man could get Jack to do just about anything with that kind of attention.

"Good place for them," he agreed, finding a nipple and suckling gently.

Happy Birthday to Me

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)