Hurt

Opening his eyes hesitantly against the glare of the expected mid-afternoon sun, Remy was surprised to find, instead, a twilight sky, and even more surprised to find that he could hear Logan’s deep, even breathing by his side. Mouth quirking into a tentative smile, Remy sighed in relief; Logan really was there, he hadn’t left.

Remy carefully shifted into a semi-sitting position to get a better look at the man sharing his bed. He’d never really given much thought to it before, but Logan was handsome; not beautiful in the same way he himself was, but handsome all the same. Tentatively reaching out a hand, Remy stroked his fingers through the Canadian’s bangs, mouth quirking as Logan sighed and turned into the touch.

“Feelin’ better, Rem?” Logan asked, opening his eyes enough to focus on the boy.

Startled, Remy jerked his hand away.

“Sorry, Rem,” Logan said, “didn’t meanscarscare ya.”

“S’okay,” Remy mumbled, embarrassed.

“You wanna come over here by me?” Logan asked softly.

Yes, he did, he wanted to be held in those strong arms – wanted it desperately. He’d thought he’d lost this security forever, but Logan was offering him another chance; he didn’t deserve it, but he couldn’t refuse…he just couldn’t. Nodding silently, he drew in a shaky breath as Logan hugged him tightly to his chest.

“Does it ever get better?” Remy whispered after several long moments.

“Yeah,” Logan answered truthfully, “it does. But sometimes it takes so long that ya think you’d be better off dead first.”

“Been dere, done dat,” Remy mumbled, comforted by the sound of Logan’s heartbeat against his ear.

“It does get better, though. I promise,” Logasuresured, running his fingers through the boy’s hair. “I’ve been there. I know.”

“Dat don’ help me now,” Remy whispered, shifting arm arm to examine the cuts lining it.

“There’s better ways than hurtin’ yourself, Rem,” Logan counseled.

“Like what?” Remy mumbled, burying his face against Logan’s chest.

There was really no turning back, not that Logan wanted to; the kid needed someone to show him that they loved him. Tangling his fingers in Remy’s hair, he pulled the boy away from his chest and pressed his lips to Remy’s in a gentle, soul-searching kiss, relieved when the boy leaned into the kiss with a soft sigh. “Like that,” he answered, pulling away enough to speak. “Pain ain’t the only feeling there is, Rem.”

It was too good to be true…but Logan had kissed him and he had felt it. It felt wonderful. Heart pounding and tears starting in his eyes, Remy hesitantly pressed his lips to the other man’s again, relieved when Logan pulled him close, deepening the kiss. Whimpering in pleasure, Remy kissed the other man back with fervor, pressing himself hard against Logan’s powerful chest, desperate for more sensation.

Fingers tangled in the boy’s silky cinnamon hair, Logan pulled Remy tighter against him, kissing the boy’s pouty lips with frantic abandon. He didn’t know why it was happening…why now…why it had never happened before, but it didn’t matter, not now; all that mattered was that Remy trusted him…and wanted him. Breaking the kiss, Logan tilted Remy’s head back and gently kissed his way along the boy’s jaw and down his neck.

Logan’s touch was like fire to his frozen heart and Remy gave in eagerly and without hesitation, gratefully welcoming the rush of desire that accompanied Logan’s kisses. Logan had been right, pain wasn’t the only feeling left for him…he felt this – felt it with an intensity that was almost painful – and never wanted it to stop.

Pausing at the base of the boy’s neck, Logan pulled away slightly and waited for permission to continue. Feeling Remy’s hand tighten on the back of his neck and pull him close again, he continued with a soft purr of pleasure, kissing his way down the boy’s chest and stomach, nuzzling at the soft and and – pushing the rumpled sheets down – gently lapping at the head of the boy’s straining cock, pleased when Remy moaned softly and arched up into the touch.

Eyes closed in bliss, Remy arched his hips, urging Logan on, and gasped quietly as Logan took the head of his cock into his mouth, suckling softly for a few moments before sliding his mouth down the rest of the straining length. Moving his hand up to tangle in Logan’s thick hair, Remy moaned in pleasure, hips hitching up in need.

Moaning softly around the straining length in his mouth, Logan sucked eagerly, urged on by the boy’s fingers tangled tightly in his hair. Noting the increased urgency of the boy’s moans, Logan sucked harder and faster, moaning in encouragement as Rehimphimpered desperately, hips hitching up in frantic pleasure, and came with a frantic howl of ecstasy.

Eyes fluttering open, Remy sighed as Logan nuzzled affectionately at his stomach, rubbing his rough stubbled cheek against the sensitive skin with a soft purr, before moving back up to the boy’s side, kissing him gently on the lips, hard cock pressing against the boy’s thigh. Mouth quirking into a smile, Remy kissed Logan back with fervor, shifting his leg to press it tighter against the rock hard length against his thigh, his own cock already stirring again in response.

Never breaking the kiss, Logan shifted to kneel between Remy’s outstretched legs, cock aching painfully in anticipation. “You sure you want this, Rem?” Logan asked softly, pulling away to meet the boy’s eyes.

“Oui,” Remy answered simply with a nod of the head. There was no question in his mind that this was what he wanted, he felt so good with Logan that he never wanted it to end.

Grabbing hold of the boy’s hips, Logan pulled lightly so that Remy was lying on his back and pressed himself hard against the length of the boy’s body, leaning on his elbows to give Remy room to breathe. Meeting the boy’s eyes and seeing nothing but desire, Logan slicked his cock with precum, mouth quirking as his knuckles brushed the boy’s straining cock, making Remy gasp in surprised pleasure. Positioning himself between Remy’s outstretched legs, Logan pressed his cock against the boy’s tight opening and pushed in slowly, not wanting to cause the boy any more pain than he was already in.

Arching his hips with a soft moan, Remy threw his arms around Logan’s neck, pulling him into a passionate kiss, both men moaning as Logan’s cock settled deeper into the tight clench of the boy’s ass.

“Feel that?” Logan purred, breath hot against Remy’s cheek.

“Oui,” Remy moaned, hips hitching up as Logan set a slow rhythm.

“I told you there’s better ways,” Logan growled softly, pressing his lips to Remy’s in a gentle kiss.

Letting his eyes fall closed with a smile, Remy moaned deeply in pleasure as Logan’s stomach rubbed against his straining cock, already dangerously close to the edge and desperate for release. Even with his mental shields blocking Logan’s emotions, Remy could feel the tenseness in his lover’s muscles and knew that Logan was as close as he was.

Logan could smell how close the kid was, how badly he wanted it and thrust harder, his own climax building with every thrust. “Come on, darlin’,” Logan purred, rubbing his cheek against Remy’s, before catching the boy’s pouty lips in a passionate kiss.

Moaning deeply into Logan’s mouth, Remy clung to his lover, hips arching up in pleasure and came, his scream muffled by Logan’s mouth crushed to his, hips snapping up in frantic pleasure as he came in hard, throbbing spurts, cum slicking his stomach and Logan’s.

Unable to hold out any longer, Logan gave into his climax with a deep growl, thrusting deep and coming painfully hard, vision going black at the edges and heart pounding in his ears, feeling Remy trembling underneath him as his own climax gripped him.

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“Logan?” Remy mumbled sleepily, sighing contentedly as Logan’s fingers combed through his bangs.

“What, darlin’?” Logan asked softly.

“Love you,” Remy mumbled, eyelids drooping closed in time to the rhythmic motion of Logan’s fingers in his hair.

“Love you too, Rem,” Logan answered.

END