Firsts and Lasts

Disclaimer: I do not own them, though God knows I wish I did. I think I could have a lotta fun with the boys if I did...*Grins at the naughty thought* Anyways. Please do not sue, I make no money at this.

Logan woke up at his normal time of 4:45, having only 5 hours of sleep, and smiled a bit as he slowly and carefully removed himself from Remy's body, the boy's cool, silky hand dangerously close to his half-stiff erection. Smiling a bit more at Remy's whimper of protest, he watched the boy roll over, his leg sliding over the edge of the bed before snoring again.

Going to the bathroom, he showered quickly and dried off, wrapping a towel around his waist as he shaved. Dabbing a bit of cologne on, he walked out to his meditation rug, sitting down cross-legged as he relaxed.

Staying in that position for an hour and a half, he shook his head a bit as he heard a squeak and yawn as Remy rolled over onto his back, stretching as he woke up.

Getting up, Logan walked over to Remy, towel sagging slightly down his hips letting the slimly muscled-toned flesh show before leaning down to kiss him. "Mornin'," he said softly as he dipped his head down again with a smile.

Remy returned the kiss, raising his head as he wrapped his arms around Logan's neck, pulling him down to the bed with an answering smile. "Mornin' to you too cher," he whispered as he kissed down his jaw and neck, his hand slipping up Logan's thigh and carressing the older man's cock.

Logan moaned softly as he felt the cool hand stroking him softly, biting his lower lip. Swallowing hard, he looked down at Remy. "If you don't stop doin' that darlin', I won't be able ta let ya leave this room," he whispered, smirking a bit. Closing his eyes and gritting his teeth as he felt the hand drifting lower to tease his taint and balls.

Remy answered with a smirk of his own before kissing him again. Once he broke the kiss, he looked up at Logan with bleary eyes. "Make love to Remy?" he asked softly as he spread his legs and divested Logan of the towel.

Logan obliged, pushing his cock inside of Remy's body, keeping his thrusts even and slow as he kissed Remy again. Remy moaned softly as he met each thrust, stroking his own cock, keeping his strokes in time to the slow, lesurly thrusts; perfect for an early morning love making session.

When they reached the pinnicle, they both came together, gasping and moaning softly into each other's mouths. It left their heads spinning, and though it wasn't as earth shattering as their previous night, it left them equally boneless and smiling.

When he pulled out, Logan rolled onto his side and kissed Remy's cheek. Remy smiled and yawned, looking at him through hooded eyes, nuzzling against him, letting his arm grip Logan's neck.

Chuckling softly, Logan sniffed at him. "Get some more sleep darlin'. I'll let ya sleep for one more hour and then we gotta get set up fer the picnic. I know ya ain't used ta wakin' up this early.

Remy nodded and closed his eyes, yawning once more before falling asleep, keeping Logan pinned under his arm.

Logan looked at the sleeping boy, stroking his soft skin. Beautiful boy, he thought. He could have moved to get up if he really wanted to, but at the moment all he really wanted to do was lay with his boy and watch him sleep, hear him breath...make sure that he wasn't in a dream.

Two hours later, Remy was showered and dressed in a black wife-beater, tattered jeans with swim trunks under them, comfortable tennis shoes and his long auburn hair pulled back into a loose ponytail.

Once out in the yard, they set up tables and chairs, along with the decorations. The picnic started off without a hitch, Remy prefering to lounge under a tree and read while Logan went for a dip in the pool.

Logan swam and Remy read until Scott called for Logan. Remy glanced up as he saw Logan getting out of the pool, mouth opened in a gawk and watering as he saw the heavenly, yet sinfuly delicious view he had the pleasure of seeing. Logan's body seemed to climb out of the pool in slow motion, his hair and torso glistening in the light as water droplets trickled their way slowly down the well defined, golden-toned abs before losing sight of it as it soaked into the dark swimtrunks.

Remy couldn't help but put his book down and grab his sketchpad and charcoal, sketching Logan coming out of the water from memory, glancing up and smiling at him as the feral began flipping burgers like a pro.

Logan glanced up and smirked at him, tipping his head towards him as he watched the slender hands and long fingers move swiftly and deftly over the page, smudging some charcoal here and there with his fingers.

Once Remy was done, he got up and went up to Logan, brushing up against him being unnoticed by the others as he did so. Logan bit back a strangled groan as he handed him a burger just the way he liked it. Medium with all the works.

Taking a bite of it, Remy smirked. "Delicious," he said before licking mustard off of his lips.

Logan chuckled and rolled his eyes, watching as Remy sauntered off, making a delightful show of it for Logan's sake. Once Logan was relieved of grill duty, he ran after Remy, finding him on the front porch of the mansion. Grabbing Remy, he pushed him against the wall and pinned him, kissing him hungrily.

Pulling away, he smiled. "Damn you taste good darlin'," he said before swallowing. "So what do you want to do tomorrow darlin'? Still wanna go sing or do ya wanna stay in?"

Remy paused for a moment and looked up at Logan, moving his fingers to Logan's hips. "T'ink Remy's gonna stay in tommorw. Got some stuff he wants to do," he said softly before cocking his head and smiling.

"Alri..."

Just as Logan was about to say something, something wooshed above their heads and the whole front of the building exploded in flames. Both of the men looked up just in time to see the building collapse on top of them. They were trapped.