Jack - Play, then Work

[logan_echolls]

He was never going to get used to this. It wasn't as if they spent all their time together, this was still new after all, but they spent enough time that waking up in Jack's fucking hobbit hole happened more than Logan liked.

"You need a real bed. And a real bedroom. ...And sheets that don't date back to World War One," he complained, rubbing his face as he sat up and turned on the light.

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[logan_echolls]

Logan huffed an awkward laugh, then looked away. "I'll take you any day, old man."

[im_torchwood]

"You know, 'old man' was funny on the island, but now it's just like you're picking on me," Jack laughed.

[logan_echolls]

"You're right, I should respect my elders," Logan smirked.

[im_torchwood]

"Okay, regret over, now I'm really going to kick your ass," he said. Jack brought his leg up and with an awkward twist kicked Logan in the hip.

[logan_echolls]

Logan laughed, flopping onto the bed beside him.

"Jackass," he accused.

[im_torchwood]

"Shut up, you little shit," Jack chuckled warmly. He rolled to face Logan, looking at him for a moment before closing the distance to kiss him. It started soft, just something sweet, but then Jack tasted him and pressed for more.

[logan_echolls]

"You don't regret it, do you?" Logan asked between kisses as he pulled Jack closer. "Our time together- It wasn't perfect, but, no regrets, Jack. No regrets."

[im_torchwood]

"If it all happened all over, I'd still choose you. I love you, Logan," he promised. It wasn't no regrets...but then Jack had become a professional at regret.

[logan_echolls]

"I'd choose you too," Logan said softly. "Every time, Captain."

[im_torchwood]

Jack kissed him again, a curve of a smile forming against Logan's lips.

"Sap," he whispered.

[logan_echolls]

"Yeah, I'm a loser like that," Logan admitted.

[im_torchwood]

Jack gave a barely perceptible nod, then closed his eyes and lost himself in the kiss. It started a a ghosting, just the barest touch and breath, but then Jack found himself collapsing into it and kissing Logan with a hunger and a need he couldn't resist.

[logan_echolls]

Logan groaned deeply, holding Jack tighter and grinding against him eagerly.

[im_torchwood]

Jack slid his hand down Logan's side until he could reach and grab his ass. He moved with Logan, aching for the friction. He gasped between kisses, unable to get enough to satisfy him.

[logan_echolls]

"Jack," Logan gasped. "Fuck, please... Need you."

[im_torchwood]

"I feel that," he grinned against Logan's mouth.

"Get some stuff," he continued more softly, rutting against him obscenely.

[logan_echolls]

That was when Logan realized he didn't have anything. ...Not even condoms. After all, the last version of himself hadn't been looking for love.

"...About that," he said awkwardly.

[im_torchwood]

Jack stopped and moved back enough to look at him.

"I am literally going to die," he said, but then moved to push Logan flat on his back. "Gonna have to get creative, I guess."

[logan_echolls]

"If this creativity involves a story about some eight legged spider king you fucked on Jupiter, just know I can live without the story," Logan laughed.

[im_torchwood]

Jack devolved into laughter and dropped his head.

"Shut up," he managed.

[logan_echolls]

"You shut up," Logan laughed.

[im_torchwood]

Jack lifted up and pushed him down. He smiled, his eyes sparkling.

"God, you're a shit," he said just before kissing him once again.

[logan_echolls]

Laughter faded to a moan as Logan hauled him closer, pressing against him.

[im_torchwood]

Jack moved against him, rutting against him in a way that broke the kiss from time to time, but that was only an opportunity to breathe.

"Logan," he moaned as he raked his nails down Logan's arm.

[logan_echolls]

The faint hint of pain brought back memories Logan wasn't sure what to do with, memories laced with love, and emotional baggage he no longer had a place for in his life. They hadn't been kind to one another. They'd been young, and angry, and lost- Or maybe that was just what he'd been.

Fights, lust, bridges burned all around them, it all rushed back and Logan's breath caught before he tried to push it all away. This was a fresh start, and he was a new man- Literally, in some ways.

Their bodies slid against one another, and Logan lifted his hips to meet Jack's as they writhed together on the bed.