Logan Echolls (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
logan_echolls) wrote2020-02-17 07:57 pm
logan_echolls) wrote2020-02-17 07:57 pm
Jack - Play, then Work
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.
"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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Jack hummed softly and nuzzled Logan's belly while taking him in hand. Keeping him rigid, Jack parted his lips and swallowed him down.
The very taste of him made Jack moan in the most obscene way.
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"Fuck," Logan gasped, closing his eyes. "Jesus, Jack, you mouth is just- Fuck, it's amazing," he panted.
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Jack hardly had to think, muscle memory was so strong. He knew just how to make Logan moan and just what to do to tease him and draw this out. One hand held his hip and the other roamed up the length of Logan's body.