Finally they made it the apartment complex and made the short walk to his apartment. He looked at Logan and nodded at his door. “Open the door.” He said and watched as Logan unlocked the door.
As they got inside he grabbed the projector screen, pulling it down and walked over to a laptop on the coffee table. He took the small projector remote and clicked on the projector.
On the screen a large picture of an Alaskan landscape came on the screen and he looked over at Logan. “We may never be able to make it to Alaska so I thought maybe I could bring Alaska to you.” He said, pressing another button on the laptop to show another landscape picture.
Curious, he unlocked the door to his apartment. The key would twist and he pushed the door open, moving inside. First Ehren would be allowed inside and then Logan would follow behind. Slowly he would enter the apartment, paranoid but curious.
As the projector hummed he looked over at the picture that illuminated. Alaska. His eyes widened and he froze. And then the picture changed.
Ehren changed the picture again, watching Logan’s reaction. He couldn’t tell how he felt about it, he was so silent and stoic. He held his breath as he waited for Logan to say something.
“Do you like it?” He asked, hands starting to get sweaty from his nerves. Maybe Logan didn’t like that he’d done this, like it was an invasion of privacy.
He approached the wall where the picture was. Palms would lift, stretch. He touched the wall where the snow would be and closed his eyes. Nearly able to imagine the snow he stood there and basked in it. This was his dream and Ehren had made it real. Somehow with these pictures he made it real.
His mind knew this wasn’t actually real but he could feel the bite of the snow regardless. The chapping of his cheeks. The heat as it made fog emitting from his lips.
And then he drew back from the wall looking at the images again as a spectator.
When Logan didn’t answer him his heartbeat sped up. What if he didn’t want this? What if Ehren had done all of this just to lose this thing he had with Logan. He had grown attached quickly and he didn’t want it to be over yet. He pressed a button on the computer again and walked up to Logan, gently lacing his fingers uthrough Logan’s as he stared up at the screen.
He hadn’t meant to ignore the question. Logan was simply awestruck. Those wide eyes danced with possibility. There was no hope in leaving here but Ehren had been thoughtful enough to bring paradise to him. Nobody else would’ve done that - nobody else had been such a constant in his life.
As those fingers settled between his, Logan’s attention for the screen broke. Like an anchor to reality he drifted out of that fantasy and back into the apartment.
“You did this,” he breathed, lips pulled into a small smile. Hand would lift. He pressed kisses against Ehren’s fingers. “Thank you. It’s so beautiful.” A breath of wonder and Logan’s eyes were finding the screen again.
Suddenly the butterflies disappeared and a calmness washed over him. A smile came to his face as he felt the soft kisses across his knuckles. It was the best feeling in the world, making Logan happy like this, like a drug. “It's all worth it to see that beautiful smile.” He replied, letting go of Logan’s hand to wrap around his torso and pull him closer.
Feeling himself being pulled, Logan turned fully in Ehren’s embrace. His arms would lift and wind around the other man, holding him close. There weren’t any words to describe what he felt in that moment, none that he knew, and so he settled for a comfortable silence.
Cheeks would flush a bit at the compliment. Fingers would dance down, across clothed muscles and bones as he maneuvered his way down Ehren’s frame slowly.
Feeling Logan’s arms wind around him he looked up into those blue eyes, bringing his other arm up to stroke his cheek. So many things he could say were building up in his brain but he felt so much more comfortable in the silence with Logan.
He leaned his head forward, swaying in his grasp. His lips were so full like a peach you could take a bite out of and he couldn’t tear his eyes away for a while. Eyes flicked up at the other man as he breathed quietly against his lips.
There was a silent moment of transition that Logan was helpless to and wouldn’t realize until later on thinking back to this moment. One instance they’d been admiring a whole different world of ice and snow, the next the heat between them became desolate and dangerous.
Leaning forward he caught that mouth with his own and he devoured it. Eyes would close and he sank deep into Ehren’s depth drowning willingly beneath the swirls of that tempting tide.
Fingers would grip fabric, search for bone and skin, swaths of secrets tucked where the daylight never found them.
Ehren’s eyes fluttered closed as their lips met, a hunger overtaking him in an instant. The fire he felt through those lips burned down his spine and he all at once felt both more alive then he’d ever been and frozen in place.
Hands found purchase on his hips, burrowing his fingers beneath the material of his shirt. A soft sound escaped his lips, a sigh. Just like in his visions, the world around him went away and all there was was Ehren and Logan.
He pulled back for a moment to see Logan and stared at his glistening lips before leaning in again to take them hungrily.
As they parted Logan’s eyes would slide open. In the glow of the screen and the dimness of the room he peered down at the other man, waiting for the verdict. It seemed that after a few moments they were back to where they’d been, not missing a single beat. Drawing the other close, Logan began to push Ehren gently backward, around any furniture, and toward the couch. While he didn’t mind standing, there were plenty of places more appropriate for this situation. Plus he was trying his best to avoid any flat surfaces nearby that might be too presumptuous and encouraging.
Breaking apart long enough to breath and sit, Logan took Ehren’s hands and beckoned him to do the same. Once more they were nearly on the same level and he leaned in to catch Ehren’s mouth again, finding that the heat of the moment only seemed to intensify instead of dwindle.
He’d waited so long for this - the culmination of feelings meeting dark, lonely days and nights where it was just him and his thoughts.
Following Logan to the couch he felt the electricity of his touch flow through him as their lips met again. He’d never try to rush Logan into anything because what had developed between them had been real feelings that could suffer real consequences. Fingers found the buttons of Logan’s shirt, deftly plucking them open one by one as the passion in their kisses grew.
There was still the possibility that this could trigger a vision and Ehren began to worry about that possibility. He didn’t want to lose reality when all was said and done, he wanted to bask in the afterglow with Logan by his side, but there was no way to know. Still, there was no telling if Logan was going to change his mind, especially if he didn’t feel ready so Ehren wouldn’t bother him with it yet.
His teeth grazed Logan’s bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth and fingers slid underneath the sleeves of his shirt to slip it off his shoulders.
Logan leaned backward but not enough to sever the motion of their mouths. He wanted Ehren to have enough room to take what he wanted, to find what he was after. He could feel the coolness of the air in the apartment fluttering against newly exposed skin as the shirt fabric began to part and slip away.
One arm would be freed, and then the next, only to have his hands find Ehren’s frame again. The garment pooled on the couch forgotten instantly.
He felt younger again. As if he’d travelled back at least a decade and a half or so as feverishly as he was entangled with Ehren. There was too much momentum to try to stop things and he would never do anything he didn’t want to do.
Feeling his face flush he moved to climb onto Logan’s lap, needing to be closer to him. How he’d spent so long searching for someone baffled him when Logan had just seemed to fall into his lap. Things hadn’t been totally easy but there was an ease in which they had gotten to know each other and he wondered why he had tried so hard with others before.
He broke the kiss for a moment to regard Logan, feeling the evidence of his lust start to grow. Licking his lips he decided now was a good time to go over what might happen. “I just..” he breathed to try and maintain some composure. “If I zone out after, don’t worry about me. I’ll be back. If I’m out for more than an hour I have iron pills in my apartment I’ll need for anemia.” It seemed so cold and calculated compared to the fiery passion between them right now but it was important to tell him, in case it happened.
He would lean backward some in an effort to accommodate the added weight, his own body sizzling with the feelings running amok within. It’d been ages since he’d been with someone - those lonely nights in his cell had granted him far more time to ease back into old sensations but coupling was on an entirely different plane of pleasure.
Hands would rest at Ehren’s hips and only when the kiss severed would his eyes open. In the darkness he looked at the other man in his lap and listened to the instructions. A moment would be taken for processing of what Ehren just said before Logan offered a single nod. He didn’t want to poke around into the why’s of that statement just then.
He sighed in relief and began to unbutton his own shirt, letting it fall from his shoulders to reveal the thick hair on his chest. He wasn’t as muscled as Logan but he still felt unbothered by that. The way that Logan looked at him would always trump any insecurities he’d had. Leaning forward again he caught Logan’s lips, hands finding their way down the hills and valleys of his chest.
Even through the fear of slipping into a vision, Ehren could feel the heat rising in his belly. His hips rocked in eagerness against Logan, breath coming in short gasps against his lips. He’d chase this feeling forever, the energy of the world that existed only around the two of them.
Breaking the connection at their mouths, bruised lips would find the corner of Ehren’s. They would descend, leaving soft, heated kisses in their wake - cheek, jawline, any skin he could find at the other’s neck. Tongue and lips would worry skin, mark it, claim it for himself. This man was his whether they said anything aloud or not, and he wanted anyone else with intent to know that Ehren was protected by someone, adored by someone.
In kind, his hands would roam. That push of Ehren’s hips ignited a fire deep inside of his once cold core, heating it up. Fingers would brush across expanses of skin, starting at that hair covered chest memorizing every plane on the outline. Slowly, taking his time Logan would touch and explore - down and across the flat of Ehren’s stomach, over a bone at a hip, before his hands would find purchase at the swells of the other man’s backside.
With gentle force Logan pushed Ehren closer again, his own hips grinding upward as he collided against the man in his lap. There was no stopping this now. They had gone too far for that.
A soft moan escaped his lips as he felt Logan pull him closer, enjoying the attention he was giving his neck and anywhere else his lips found Ehren’s skin. His fingers buried themselves into Logan’s long hair and pulled gently to bring his hungry lips to his own again.
If he asked, if it was on the table, Ehren would gladly give himself to Logan. He’d wanted to be his since the day they drank and played pool. He leaned back from Logan to look down at his belt, feverishly unbuckling it so that he could free the other man from the confines of his jeans.
He was also straining against the fabric with the pressure of Logan’s hands grasping him like he was. The promise was there and Ehren was anxious to see it through.
Chin would lift at that prompting. Once again he tasted those supple lips, groaning into the skin hungrily. Like the predator he was beneath the surface. Never had he been so ravenous but being so worked up he doubted Ehren was going to care too much. The moment had seized both of them in its claws and Logan would be damned if he was going to miss out on those scars.
He could hear the soft clicking of the metal at his waist in that attempt to pry metal from leather. Unable to help himself the corner of his lips crooked into a smile and he mumbled into the kiss before it ended. “Ehren..” Same as before, that silent prompting only this time there wouldn’t be any backpedaling.
Fingers continued to grip at that voluptuous backside. It’d been driving him crazy since really the first time they’d gone to Josie’s together. It was a wonder Ehren hadn’t caught him looking - thank God for small favors.
His eyes fluttered closed for a moment as a moan escaped him. The truth was that he had noticed Logan looking at him, but he’d chosen not to say anything because he desperately loved the attention Logan was giving him. Finally the belt was loose and his fingers worked on the zipper on his pants, letting a hand slide underneath the elastic of his boxers to free Logan from the confines of his jeans.
A needy roll of his hips into Logan’s would signal that he’d heard him say his name and he looked up at Logan again, pupils blown. His other hand came up to smooth the hair that fell across his face. “Yeah..” he replied, always conscious of what Logan wanted. The last time he’d whispered Ehren’s name like that they had stopped. He hoped against all odds that the same thing wouldn’t happen again.
Fabric began to peel away naturally. The air was once again cool as skin became exposed. His frame would shift as he slipped out of the restrictive barrier - shedding the denim and cloth beneath to allow Ehren the prize he sought. There was nothing to be shy about, nothing to hide. Ehren had seen him naked before, they’d even slept together though that was under different circumstances and long before they’d reached this point.
As their gazes met he emitted a breath of satisfaction. “Don’t stop,” would be whispered, and a small grin would find its way across his face. He wanted to plead, to beg, for the other to keep going. This time there was no stopping for anything, even if the Government decided to break the door down he wasn’t leaving until Ehren got what he was after and there was an air of satisfaction shrouding them both.
A smile crossed Ehren’s face as he heard Logan beg him not to stop, the control was a heady feeling. He lifted his hips to allow Logan to remove his pants beneath him and he worked down his own zipper, standing to peel them off his legs. Instead of climbing back onto the other man’s lap, he leaned over him, sucking marks into the skin on his neck, collarbone, chest and torso.
Slowly he got to his knees in front of Logan, desperate to shower him with all the attention he ever deserved. When he came to the spot of skin just above his erection he flicked it eyes up at Logan, a kind of permission to continue down.
Things like this warranted a bit of give and take - you had to give to someone who deserved it and also be willing to let them take a little bit for themselves to hold on to in those darker moments. Shoes would be toed off, he slipped out of the remainder of his clothes and pushed the puddles of fabric away to make room for whatever was to come next. As lips met skin Logan closed his eyes, leaning to every touch. The silent worship was more than he could take and yet he had no power to do anything about it, though not in a bad way.
Little noises of delight and pleasure would escape though they didn’t linger and when the connections broke he tilted his head to look curiously at Ehren.
Licking over his lips he observed the descent, legs parting to offer as much room as possible for the other to be comfortable. That silent beckoning for permission earned a little smile and a nod - Ehren was in a position of power, though he wasn’t sure if the other man really knew just how much he was going to be able to get away with. Logan was helpless to Ehren’s whims, telling him no was going to be a challenge.
With the parting of his legs Ehren found that permission and began to press his lips to Logan’s thighs, letting them pepper close until a hand found the base and his tongue flicked out against the head. He bathed in the power, trying to elicit the slightest reactions out of Logan, the hope that he might beg for more.
Finally he let the weight of it enter his mouth and it felt hot against his tongue. The complete truth was that he hadn’t done this in particular for a long time and he realized just how much he missed it. The weight on his tongue and the reactions he could withdraw from another person. But Logan wasn’t just another person, Logan was special and Ehren was powerless in his own way against anything Logan did. It was like being under a spell that he never wanted to be cured from.
His mouth began to feel dry once he felt everything begin - it was similar to being thrust into the past; long, heated nights being tangled up in someone. Chest would rise and fall, heart would hammer against the confines of its bone cage as if it were a bird trapped from the sky. Ehren did earn those little noises, tiny sounds that told more than words ever would.
Logan lifted a hand, fingers would slide into that dark, short hair. Ehren’s mouth was wet and that tongue felt good grazing over the sensitive skin. Eyes would fall closed and he let himself free fall into the feeling of pleasure as the sensation slipped through every part of him. He was at the mercy of the other man now and it was Heaven.
The fingers in his hair encouraged him and he tried to remember the tricks he’d learned in the past. The suction of his lips with the movement of his hand pulled at the sensitive flesh, relishing in the noises that he’d made come from Logan’s lips. His chest tightened at the idea that he could do this for the other man, that he was responsible for making him happy.
It dawned on Ehren that he couldn’t just be a fling with Logan, not even if he had wanted to. The blonde man had dug a hole into his heart and burrowed inside never to leave again. He dragged his tongue underneath and squeezed lightly with his hand, drawing out those sweet sounds as best he could.
The best way to please someone like that was a secret. Logan knew it from his past. But Ehren was doing a phenomenal job so far. Logan groaned, hips still so he didn’t choke the other man as he did what he was doing. There was no interrupting that balance. His heart was racing.
There was no way he was sharing this with anyone else but he was afraid of committing. Maybe that was selfish - wanting more than you were allowed without giving in return - but he was willing to compromise.
“Mm” he hummed, emitting how he felt.
A hand came up to Logan’s chest, grasping at whatever his fingers could find. The skin under his fingertips drove him wild, a heavy moan escaped his lungs. Now that Logan was free, they had all the time in the world. He could take his time, really get to know the man and the wolf. The gentle lights of the projector hummed in the air, casting a blue glow in the room, an ambiance Ehren did not fail to notice.
As he picked up the pace he pulled back to circle the tip with his tongue before continuing his quest. His eyes closed, brushwork curtains over his eyes to feel the way Logan’s body was responding. He made no move to pin down the other man, an encouragement to get involved.
He was careful. If he got too involved he could choke the other man unwillingly. That wasn’t something he wanted to do as it was unsavory. A raw throat later wasn’t okay in his book, nor was a feeling of misunderstanding. If Ehren wanted him to do more he would upon prompting.
Sounds escaped him he had no idea he was capable of. Maybe he wasn’t used to this - which was probable - or Ehren was an expert at this - which was more likely in a good way - either way he was feeling so good.
Those fingers touching skin only served to enhance the feeling. He wanted Ehren to take what he wanted.
Ehren wasn’t afraid to take what he wanted and so he did. Wrapping his arm around Logan’s torso, he pulled him to the back of his throat and moaned as he felt it there, vocal cords vibrating against him. Everything about this experience was unreal and he was starting to think it was Logan that kept him grounded in reality.
Before anything could happen, Ehren pulled himself off of Logan and stood up to climb back into the other man’s lap, kicking his shoes and socks off in the process. He seized Logan’s lips and wrapped his arms tightly around his shoulders.
Sharing the power of this experience with Ehren felt better than taking what he wanted unbidden. Shifting a touch he found himself in the depths of Ehren’s throat. This was bliss. He’d forgotten this sensation but now it was on the forefront of his mind.
A gasp as the other pulled off and away, and then he was looking up. Drawing the other close their mouths would meet and he kissed heatedly, throbbing. Aching.
He pulled back from the kiss to regard Logan, breathing heavy and voice low. “I want you…” he couldn’t think of a way to say it, he breathed again before leaning in to purr it into Logan’s ear. “... inside me.” He finished, giving Logan’s lobe a gentle nip before leaning back and moving his hips into Logan’s.
While he didn’t necessarily want to admit it, Ehren had hoped this would happen and prepared beforehand. He’d be ready for Logan the minute he breached and he desperately ached for it. A condom was in his pocket should the need arise and he was happy he had it. Ehren was painfully hard and the mere friction of their bodies was sending electricity throughout him.
That purr of words had his heart racing and his head swimming from the implications. He wanted Ehren too, badly, and had for a while now. A nod would come. He groaned with desire as their bodies pressed together, skin sliding across flat surface. “I want you too,” he murmured softly.
Hands would move around, between them, over exposed skin before any lingering obstacle of cloth between them was peeled away from either of them.
They would only move as fast as Ehren wanted - Logan was going to let the other man set the pace for things until they both learned what limitations each other had.
His eyes slid closed as he heard those words from Logan before opening them to lean down to where his jeans had been tossed. From the back pocket he grabbed the package and leaned back up into Logan’s grasp. He’d be ashamed to admit he’d been fooling around with a toy beforehand, but Logan didn’t need to know, at least about this. He ripped open the package and took the condom out, sliding it down Logan as he stared into those beautiful eyes.
Once more he took his lips in a passionate kiss, lifting his hips up to align himself over Logan. So many nights he dreamt of this, lulled himself to sleep with the image of Logan taking him. He couldn’t quite believe it was actually happening. Slowly he lowered himself down, adjusting to the size slowly so that he didn’t end up hurting himself.
There would be no protesting the protection. He waited for Ehren to slide the thing on and down, glad one of them had some sense to be prepared. Logan knew there was nothing in the apartment as far as supplies considering he hadn’t slept with anyone in years. Grateful he watched until the condom was rolled all the way down.
And then when his chin lifted he found himself victim to the fatal kiss of those passion bruised lips. Hands would shift, moving to settle at Ehren’s hips to offer support.
When Ehren began to descend onto his cock Logan emitted a groan of delight. His eyes would flutter closed and his muscles would tense with the sensation. It felt so good to be inside someone else - Ehren wasn’t too tight but the friction and the pressure was there. It felt glorious.
As always, there was a bit of discomfort at first, the adjustment to Logan’s size taking a bit more out of him than usual. His lungs felt like they were on fire until he slid all the way down. It had been a long time for Ehren too, at least when it came to this. A loud moan was emitted as he felt Logan brush up against his nerve endings and his mouth left Logan’s to find purchase along his neck.
He sucked a mark so hard it would definitely bruise, and Ehren got excited thinking about who might notice his claim there later. He felt his muscles begin to relax a bit as he shifted himself up again, beginning a slow pace. He’d forgotten about the mixture of pleasure and pain, the fullness he felt inside of him. He was glad that Logan was the one to remind him.
Logan finally bottomed out and once they met at the seams he paused the motion to let things settle. Both of them needed a moment to gather their bearings. His eyes would slide open and Logan groaned loudly at the feeling of Ehren surrounding him coupled with the sensation that lips would leave upon skin.
His hands stayed at Ehren’s hips though as the other man shifted down, Logan pushed up to match the pace and rhythm. The condom numbed a bit of the friction but the tightness felt good regardless.
Breathing a heavy sigh of pleasure Logan fell into step with the other man, taking his time. He didn’t want this to end too soon.
Breath coming in short gasps, Ehren let go of Logan’s neck to pepper kisses up his face. Two hands framed his face as he placed them on his cheek, his brow, his forehead before finding his lips again. Ehren felt Logan’s body tune to his and his hips moved in response. This would last all night if he thought he could do it but everything about this situation was a turn on and his will was not that strong.
“Logan..” he breathed into the other man’s mouth, groaning as his body moved over Logan’s again, the muscles molding to his shape. Each time he got a taste of that spot he shivered at the sensation. If he was dreaming again, this was the best one yet.
Stirring sensations fluttered through his core, the lower part of his frame, his nerves. Everything felt more as if he were existing on a higher plane of being. He’d forgotten how wonderful this could be, the things which could be kicked up when you got this close to someone else. He wanted to be as much of a single being with this other man as humanly possible, and so far it was successful.
That groan of his name into his mouth elicited a deep moan. Never was he so vocal but around Ehren, tangled up like this, Logan was helpless to stop it. His fingers gripped at skin, bone, and he quickened the pace a touch.
A heat spread up his spine as the tempo increased, the spread of a heat he’d feel in his whole body. Everything about Logan was warm. His smile was sunshine, his touch was fire. He felt the current rise in his body as their speed intensified. There was something wholly satisfying about the reactions he’d been eliciting from Logan. So intimate and personal, something that rarely anyone had a chance to see. Except for Ehren.
This was unlike anything he’d felt before, if he were going to be completely honest. Ehren’s feelings were growing stronger every day and the words were beginning to bubble to the surface. This was an impulse he was trying his hardest to suppress. His hips rolled into Logan’s to encourage a continuous climb in pace.
A usually private person, Logan had given Ehren so much about himself in such a small time. Something about the other man was intoxicating - harder than anything that came from a bottle - and every truth spilt out because of it. Fingers began to climb up and down the muscles and curve of Ehren’s back. Logan touched at shoulder blades, the small dip of the other’s back, as his hips drove up seeking that spot.
Leaning backward only to catch a breath he groaned softly, a primal growl of Ehren’s name as his stomach began to twist into knots. At this rate he wouldn’t last much longer, at least not without a break. He cursed himself for being so out of practice.
Ehren wasn’t exactly going to break a world record either, the pleasure rolled through his body like crashing waves and he could feel his orgasm on the horizon. Just listening to Logan’s moans had worked him up enough before they even began fucking. His hands came to smooth hair across Logan’s face to look at him better.
His face was possibly the sweetest part of this exchange. The look of a desperate search for climax and Ehren was the one who was giving that to him. More than that, Logan was anticipating his every need. The mixture of control and complete vulnerability was overwhelming to say the least. “Fuck..” he groaned, staring into that face he’d missed. It wouldn’t be much longer now.
Gaze would catch Ehren’s and he held those beautiful eyes. Never had he seen a color like that, even in the dimness they had a sparkle which had depth from the emotions blowing through both of them. It was the first thing he’d noticed about Ehren, those eyes.
Shifting to acquire a bit of a better angle, Logan continued to thrust up, to pummel the other man. Once, twice, before he could hit the third pump Logan’s frame tensed and he hit the pinnacle he’d been searching for. Breathlessly his entire body tingled, muscles tightened, before he relaxed and allowed the pace to continue for Ehren.
Not far behind Ehren began to worry. He was about to climax and the last two times he’d done that with someone else he’d slipped into a vision. As he finally spilled over the two of them his eyes closed tight and he waited for what he expected might still come. His breath was coming in short gasps but as he opened his eyes all he could see was Logan, blissed out beneath him.
Giddy with happiness, Ehren leaned forward and grabbed Logan for a kiss. A laugh bubbled from his lips and he slowly pulled himself off of Logan to settle down next to him on the couch. Another laugh came out of him as he covered his face. He couldn’t believe it, he didn’t have to worry about it anymore, he was truly free!
A smile crept over his face at that giggle - he didn’t understand why nor did he question it - and Logan let the other man go. His body ached, it was exhausted, but he was happy. For once in a long time he was truly happy. An arm swept toward Ehren and he coaxed the other man close, leaning over to catch the other man’s mouth in a slow, sweet kiss. They’d just shared something perfect together and he wanted to at least seal the moment away on a similar note.
Once that was done he let Ehren ease away, and then his attention went to the predicament ahead: the mess. He started with the condom and moved from there in effort to keep everything where it was supposed to be. Both of them would need a shower but they’d get there.
Easily Ehren leaned into the kiss, he was so completely happy that he didn’t know if he’d ever be able to get this kind of high again. He watched Logan dispose of the evidence, the glow of the projector still the only illumination in the apartment. “When were you going to tell me your name was Erron?” He asked with a smirk, a chuckle following shortly after.
He looked so good like that: naked, glistening with sweat, smile lighting the room. He was beginning to wonder how Logan was so perfect from the inside out. “Is that why you like me? Because our names sound the same?” Of course he was teasing, things like that didn’t matter to Ehren, it was about what was on the inside. Logan had done a damn good job showing him that important aspect.
“It’s a family name,” he replied. The end of the plastic vessel was tied up to avoid spillage and then he was standing up to dispose of the thing. Over piles of clothes he would go as he journeyed to the kitchen. Daisy wouldn’t be able to get to the trash where it was, whenever she came back home.
As that was finished he turned and moved back to Ehren, offering his hand. “I like you for more than your name,” he assured the other man. It had been an odd surprise finding someone else who had a similar first name, though Logan had never used it, himself.
“I’m going to go rinse off. You can come if you want.”
Taking the offered hand, Ehren hoisted himself up and purposely crashed into Logan, leaning his head up to press a kiss to Logan’s lips. “Well, I like you a lot for a lot of different reasons and I think you might have just added another good reason to my list.”
He smirked and pressed his palm against Logan’s backside, giving it a squeeze. “Make that two reasons.” Nothing could pull him out of this good mood now, Logan had completely satisfied him.
He followed Logan to the bathroom, wanting to get his own body cleaned off. His hair was likely a mess and the come was drying on his belly.
The collision brought about that little smile and he leaned forward to kiss Ehren in return, as if he were an asteroid ensnared by a strong orbit of a planet instead of a man. He still wasn’t exactly sure of any reason why he had gotten the attention of such a wonderful person but he was grateful all the same.
Hand in hand he lead the other toward the bathroom. The light would be flipped on, and the curtain for the tub/shower combo before he reached for the faucet to turn on the water.
Like the rest of the place there was no decor in the bathroom - it was basic, essentially the way it was when he’d moved in. Even the curtain for the shower was the same.
Ehren didn’t mind the basic quality of the apartment, it was the truth. This wasn’t where they were all supposed to be, so why treat it like home? With the exception of Daisy now, Ehren had nothing but a lonely typewriter. At least Logan now had the projector.
Once the shower was on and at the right temperature, Ehren climbed into it with Logan, feeling the spray of water hit the both of them. He was glad things had happened the way they had, that Logan had ended up sad and wasted at Josie’s that night and that Ehren had insisted on bringing him home.
“You’re so beautiful.” He said, absentmindedly because he was sure he hadn’t said those words before, at least in a way that Logan didn’t turn down.
Welcoming was the sound of the spray as it pummeled the walls and curtain with water. The heat rising was satisfying, cleansing. Logan had always been a big fan of the rain and showers were comforting.
He stepped carefully into the tub, pulled back the curtain and then stood in the water with Ehren. Hands would lift to Ehren’s skin, scrubbing gently away any residue from the moments before.
As the words came his eyebrows would lift but he said nothing about the comment.
As usual, Logan didn’t reply but Ehren didn’t need him to. He just needed him to hear it since he probably didn’t think that about himself much. Hands came up to do the same, running along the curves of his musculature to remove any access grime.
He looked up into Logan’s eyes, admiring the way the water dripped off of his brow. The glow of his climax still felt strong and the connection he felt to the other man even stronger. Ehren knew what he wanted with Logan now. He wanted to be with him.
This thought scared him, and would likely scare Logan too so for now he’d keep this bit of information to himself.
Had he opened his mouth it would have been in an effort to protest; that was the thing about Logan, no matter what he attempted in any context it almost always was guaranteed to elicit a fight or cause mixed feelings. It was the same thing he’d done with Casey and why things had escalated between them more than once. She had her quirks, too, he wasn’t all to blame but he was trying to do better this time, to overcome the need to say something or remark in a way which might offset what good feeling was left.
Blonde hair stuck to his face from the water but that was fine, it wasn’t bothering him in the slightest. That little smile crept onto his lips and he continued to rinse the other man with patience and adoration.
Bringing a hand up to smooth the wet hair away from his eyes, Ehren could feel his own hair begin to deflate from the water. He leaned up to press a kiss to Logan’s lips, still so incredibly happy that he could do that whenever he wanted to, not just when he could get him into a conjugal cell.
An arm would come up and wrap around the other man’s shoulder, soft sweet kisses to every inch of his face. If it meant that he’d get to see Logan smile more, he’d do it all day.
When Ehren drew him close Logan complied, carefully shifting nearer. Arms would wind easily around the other but he didn’t inhibit those soft kisses from reaching their destinations. Heart would flutter in response and Logan couldn’t help the smile that grew.
Those small, tender moments meant so much and the freedom to have them as they came was the bonus.
Soon the water would stop being warm and inviting. The exhaustion was beginning to seep through into his muscles and the way he carried himself though that was no excuse he would use to stop or pull away in any sense. He could’ve died in those arms and gone from his world happy.
Ehren on the other hand could feel the water start to cool down. They’d both rinsed off now and his own exhaustion was starting to seep into his bones. He let go of Logan only to reach behind him and turn the water off.
From outside the shower he grabbed a towel and dried off his hair quickly before handing the towel over to Logan so that he could dry himself off. “I’m kind of tired, would you be opposed to me sleeping here with you tonight?” They’d sort of done it once before but that was when Logan was a wolf and it had ended on a bad note in the morning.
When the water was gone and the chill was all that remained, Logan pushed the curtain back and waited for Ehren to move out. He accepted the towel, beginning to dry off before he got out of the shower, too. “Sure,” came the reply. The last time they’d slept together had been an odd exchange but not necessarily unpleasant.
Towel set aside, Logan waited for Ehren and then together they would move into the bedroom. Logan lead the other by the hand toward the bed. He paused and let go long enough to pull the blankets and sheets back for his guest and only when Ehren was settled would Logan join him.
Once Ehren was settled in, he patted the spot on the bed next to him, a call back to when he’d met Logan the wolf. When he finally climbed into bed with him, Ehren settled himself against Logan’s body, moving the wet hair that had fallen in his face.
An exhaustion fell over him that felt so nice. He hadn’t slept well the entire time Logan had been locked up and he imagined that he’d sleep much better tonight.
Arms would wind around Ehren. Logan shifted closer to share warm between them, already feeling a sense of peace and serenity in just those few moments. The pillows, mattress beneath were soft and inviting, conforming easily to both of their shapes.
He wondered to himself how he’d gone so long without someone else - how he had concluded being alone was living. This was so much better than what it had been.
Ehren drifted off to sleep in Logan’s embrace, content with knowing that he’d finally got to share a level of intimacy with Logan that he hadn’t before. Their clothes still lay in a pile on the floor but they’d be ok until morning.
He thought about Daisy and how the next time he came over he’d have to bring her along. He was sure Logan missed the pup and she was only starting to get to know the people who took care of her.
As the other man began to drift Logan began to feel the claws of exhaustion digging into his skin. Leaning forward he pressed a gentle, tender kiss upon Ehren’s mouth and then pulled back only enough so as not to crowd the other man. Slowly he let sleep take him, claim him, easing into the feeling.