Larceny

Slamming the front door behind him, Remy tore up the stairs and down the hall to Logan’s room, boots thudding heavily against the hardwood floors, the sound deafening in the late night silence of the mansion’s halls. Not bothering to knock, he let himself in, throwing his bags on the floor as soon as he had the door shut and flashing Logan a wicked grin.

“You’re home early,” Logan said with a low growl, licking his lips hungrily at the overpowering scent of lust coming off of the boy, knowing immediately what the reason for the boy’s excitement was: the kid was an unrepentant kleptophile.

“Oui,” Remy answered impatiently, yanking his boots off and tossing them haphazardly onto the floor by his bags.

Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, Logan yanked at his belt, tugging it open and undoing the fly of his jeans, appreciatively eying the look of barely contained need in the boy’s eyes. “How’d it go?” Logan asked gruffly, rubbing the heel of his hand over his straining cock.

Leaning back on the heel of his free hand, Logan watched with an amused grin as the boy met his eyes with a smirk and, with a flick of the wrist, produced a glittering diamond necklace from the sleeve of his sweater. The kid had an indomitable love for all things sparkly and was forever bringing home new baubles. “Who’s that one for?” Logan asked with a snort, holding out his hand for the trinket and catching it deftly as it was tossed to him.

“Stormy,” Remy answered with a grin, yanking his sweater over his head, cheeks flushed with desire as he watched Logan examine the glittering jewels. Unable to wait any longer, he stalked over to stand in front of the other man and pulled Logan into an insistent kiss, deftly snatching the necklace from the other man’s fingers in the same movement.

Chuckling to himself, Logan tangled a hand in the boy’s tousled cinnamon hair and leaned into the kiss, pulling Remy tight against him. The kid was always a demanding little brat in bed, but the thrill of theft always made him even more so. After a night spent thieving, the kid was damn near uncontrollable and Logan was more than willing to let him have his way.

Letting Remy push him back onto the bed, Logan growled appreciatively as the boy straddled his hips, running the palm of his hand under his shirt and up the hard plane of his belly. Clamping one powerful hand down onto the back of the boy’s neck, Logan took advantage of Remy’s surprise to flip the boy onto his back, pinning him firmly to the bed with a throaty purr.

Grinning at the look of dazed lust on the boy’s face, Logan bent down to nuzzle at Remy’s neck, pleased when the boy tipped his chin up, surrendering to the shift of power with a soft whimper. Taking advantage of the moment of distract Log Logan retrieved the necklace from the boy’s grip, nipping sharply at Remy’s neck as the boy started to protest.

Feeling Remy relax slightly under him, Logan pulled back, dangling the glittering trinket above the boy’s chest and chuckling as he eyed the wary look the boy was giving him. The kid had a thief’s instincts and didn’t trust anyone with his possessions, even when those possessions had been stolen from someone else. “Hold out your wrist, brat,” Logan said with a snort, pressing himself harder against the boy and grinning as Remy automatically complied, eyes wide with desire.

Leaning an arm across Remy’s chest to hold him still, Logan wrapped the necklace around the boy’s wrist, grinning as Remy arched up against him with a soft moan, fingers curling reflexively as the clasp was closed. Releasing his hold on Remy’s wrist, Logan ran the palm of his hand down the hard plane of the boy’s belly and deftly undid the fly of his jeans, wrapping a hand around the boy’s straining cock and making Remy moan and arch up helplessly into his touch.

Licking his lips hungrily, Logan leaned in close, tipping Remy’s chin up with his free hand, and inhaled deeply, scenting the boy’s desperation. Stroking his hand lightly down the length of the boy’s straining cock, Logan chuckled as Remy arched up into the teasing touch with a soft cry. Cock throbbing painfully in response to the boy’s desperation, Logan moved to kiss his way down the boy’s chest and stomach, planting one powerful hand in the middle of the boy’s chest.

Whimpering, Remy tried to arch up into Logan’s touch, grabbing a handful of the other man’s coarse black hair. Logan was purposely toying with him, making him wait when he was so desperate that he could hardly think straight, and Remy was desperate. Tugging on Logan’s hair, Remy whined desperately, cock jerking painfully, reminding him just how badly he wanted Logan to stop teasing and get on with it.

“Soon, brat,” Logan promised, breath hot against the boy’s stomach, and Remy could practically hear the smirk in the other man’s voice. Breathing deep, Logan growled softly, moving to rub his stubble-roughened cheek against the boy’s belly like a cat marking its territory, making Remy squirm and moan. His own cock was agonizingly hard and aching for release, dripping steadily onto the parted fly of his jeans and Logan was quickly losing his battle with self-restraint. Finally taking mercy on the boy, Logan pulled back, sliding his hands down to grip the boy’s hips, and bent down, taking the boy’s straining cock into his mouth with a low moan.

Moaning deliriously, Remy tugged at Logan’s hair, forcing the other man to take him deeper. Opening his eyes dazedly, he whimpered in frantic pleasure at the sight of Logan bent over his cock, wild bangs tickling his stomach, and tangled his fingers harder in the other man’s hair, the sight of the glittering diamonds around his wrist adding fuel to the fire of his desire and pushing him dangerously close to the edge. Close…he was so fucking close…

Suckling harder with a hungry growl, Logan tightened his grip on the boy’s hips, fingers digging hard into the tender flesh, dark bruises blooming under the pressure of his grip. The kid was close, right on the edge, and so was he. Urging the boy on with soft growls, Logan moaned deeply, hips rocking up unconsciously into the rhythm Remy had set, his own climax building with every thrust of the boy’s hips.

Unable to hold out any longer, Remy bucked up helplessly into Logan’s mouth and came with a frantic howl, fingers tangling savagely in the other man’s hair as the full force of his climax hit him, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful. He dimly noted through the haze of ecstasy that Logan was right on his heels, fingers clamping down even harder on his already bruised hips as the other man’s climax hit him, the echoes of his climax making Remy squirm and moan, hips hitching up reflexively in response.


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“You still gonna give that thing to Ro?” Logan asked sleepily, chuckling at the ticklish flutter of the boy’s breath against his neck.

“Nah,” Remy answered with a sleepy smirk, “T’ink I’m gonna keep it. Good memories.”

“You’re warped, Rem,” Logan said, rolling his eyes with a laugh.

“Y’ wouldn’t have me any oder way an’ y’ know it,” Remy shot back with a grin.

END