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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[im_torchwood]

Jack watched him closely and wet his lips.

"Pure talent," he repeated. "I'll buy that."

[logan_echolls]

Logan moved closer still, starting to kiss Jack's neck- Light, teasing kisses.

[im_torchwood]

"Oh, yeah...that's talent," he sighed, tipping his head back. One arm slid around Logan to feel him close. He swallowed hard as he let everything else in the world drop away.

[logan_echolls]

Logan chuckled softly against Jack's ear.

"If you think that's talent, you should see what I can do with my tongue."

[im_torchwood]

"Are you trying to seduce me?" he asked. "Because you're actually doing a really good job..."

[logan_echolls]

"Since when do I have to try?" Logan asked, nipping at Jack's neck before straddling his lap.

[im_torchwood]

"Well, never, really," he admitted. Jack ran his hands up and down Logan's thighs and looked at him in wonder.

[logan_echolls]

"Yeah, well, you've never needed to try either," Logan said softly, looking just a bit bashful, as if there was still a small part of him who was self-conscious about being bi.

[im_torchwood]

He trailed his hands up Logan's body, up his chest and finally he took hold of Logan's face in both hands.

"I might be rusty. I haven't tried in...a while."

[logan_echolls]

"How long?" Logan asked, genuinely surprised. He'd assumed with himself out the way Jack would be back to shagging whoever he liked.

[im_torchwood]

He had to think about that for a minute.

"Eleven years," he finally answered.

[logan_echolls]

"...Wow," Logan replied, genuinely shocked.

[im_torchwood]

"I got kind of picky," he explained.

[logan_echolls]

"How picky?" Logan asked curiously, still perched on Jack's lap.

[im_torchwood]

"If I couldn't see me sticking around for their entire lifetime, I just didn't try anything. And there's a lot of people I don't see forever in," he said. "But there's forever with you. It's fate."

[logan_echolls]

"Epic," Logan said quietly, leaning in and resting his forehead against Jack's.

[im_torchwood]

"Epic," he agreed, then tilted his head so he could kiss Logan deeply.

[logan_echolls]

Logan moaned into the kiss, pushing Jack's coat off his shoulders and starting on the buttons of his shirt.

"Jesus, you still wear way too many layers," he complained.

[im_torchwood]

"I get cold!" Jack protested, even as he shifted, pulled, and squirmed out of it.

[logan_echolls]

"I'll buy you some thermal underwear," Logan replied.

[im_torchwood]

"You'll just try to get me out of those, too," he chuckled, pulling at Logan's clothes in return.

[logan_echolls]

"Well, yeah. I mean, the dream is you naked 24/7, but we've established HR is probably on mars, and I just don't feel like making that trip every week," Logan quipped, peeling his own t-shirt off over his head.

[im_torchwood]

"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.

[logan_echolls]

Logan swore as Jack's fingers found that one spot that teetered on the threshold of pleasure and pain. It was one of those things only Jack could do.

[im_torchwood]

That sound went straight to his cock. He didn't do it again, though. Instead he reached around and grabbed Logan's ass.

"I really want you," he said. "In case you had questions."