Date: 2020-03-02 04:09 am (UTC)
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"Jesus," Jack said under his breath. Logan was so warm and he smelled so good. Jack could almost taste him on his tongue just being this close. He ran his palms over Logan's skin, light fingers tracing what was, once upon a time, a body he knew every inch of. How long ago had it been? More than eleven. More than forty. More than a hundred.

And yet he still remembered just where to touch to get a reaction.

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