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 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."

[logan_echolls]

"All yours, captain," Logan assured him, yanking off Jack's shirt and kissing him roughly.

[im_torchwood]

Logan's mouth was so hot and he was so solid. So real. He kissed him with fervor, hands roaming all over him, fighting to get them both naked without getting too far from one another.

[logan_echolls]

"Much as I like this couch, why don't we go to bed?" Logan laughed between kisses.

[im_torchwood]

"Bed's so far away," he protested with a fake whinge. But then he laughed and moved to get up. He was already working to get the cursed layers out of the way.

[logan_echolls]

"My place is the size of a shoe box, it's not that far," Logan snorted, too busy watching Jack undress to think to remove the last of his own clothes.

Honestly, he could watch Jack all day. In some ways it felt like just yesterday they'd been on the island- But then that other timeline crept in and it had been nothing more than a foggy dream. The memories warred with one another a bit, leaving it all blurry and nebulous.

[im_torchwood]

It took a ridiculously long time for Jack to get down to just pants and socks. He left a trail of clothes in his wake.

[logan_echolls]

"Too many clothes," Logan tutted again, letting himself enjoy the sight of Jack a beat longer before stripping down himself.

[im_torchwood]

Jack stripped off the last then eased up against Logan and held him.

"You should always be kissing me," he said.

[logan_echolls]

"We'd have to invest in a shit ton of chapstick, but I'm not against it," Logan said, slipping his arms around the other man and pressing up against him.

[im_torchwood]

"It's a small price to pay," he replied. Kissing Logan deeply, strong hands roamed over miles of familiar skin.

[logan_echolls]

Logan laughed, a sharp little noise that contrasted just a bit with his lazy California drawl.

"Whatever you want, Captain," he said, starting to guide them into the bedroom.

[im_torchwood]

Jack was having the time of his life kissing and touching and chasing Logan to the bed. He sat on the edge and pulled Logan close, looking up at him.

"I love you," he promised, holding Logan's waist.

[logan_echolls]

"Love you too," Logan assured him, resting his hands on Jack's shoulders and then pushing him onto the bed before tumbling after him.

[im_torchwood]

Jack hit the bed with a huff of surprise, then a soft laugh.

"Alrighty then," he smiled, reaching for Logan to bring him closer again.

[logan_echolls]

Logan settled in half on top of him, kissing his way down Jack's chest and stomach.

[im_torchwood]

"Oh, God," he sighed. Jack laid his hand on Logan's head and all but melted into the bed for a minute.

[logan_echolls]

Logan kissed his way down Jack's body until he found what he wanted. His lips enveloped the other man's cock, but he wasn't as confident as might be expected. There was a slight hint of awkwardness- As if he hadn't done this often before.

[im_torchwood]

He'd been anticipating it, but his rusty memory failed when he was confronted with the war warmth of Logan's mouth. He slapped the bed then bunched a fistful of sheet in his hand.

"Oh, fuck," he choked. Not for a second did he think about it seeming a little new to Logan.

[logan_echolls]

Logan took his time, exploring as though it was all new again- And in a way it was. This body was a combination of who he was and what he might be- It had come from nowhere, simply formed from one line crossing through another.

[im_torchwood]

"Oh, God, Logan," Jack groaned. His hips lifted to meet him and Jack found the younger man's hair with light fingertips. For a long minute he basked in the pleasure of it.

But then he chuckled, a little embarrassed.

"You're gonna kill me," he said.

[logan_echolls]

Logan finally came up for air, leaving Jack wanting.

"Never," he grinned.

[im_torchwood]

"You might," he countered. "I'm not going to ask you to quit, though. Just don't be too disappointed."

Jack could always bounce back quickly, but it had been a while and Logan was...everything he wanted. He doubted he could assume he'd have any self control at all.

[logan_echolls]

"Don't tap out yet, captain, we're just getting started," Logan grinned.