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There was a stark contrast between the warm water washing down from the shower head and the cool tile wall that Logan leaned against, not that Logan cared very much about the temperature when there was a much more pressing issue between his legs that he was focused on. He found himself thinking too much of his roommate Virgil. Of how he had caught him recently, just out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around him, one he desperately hoped would fall to the floor so Logan might catch a glimpse of him, all of him. He wondered what might have happened had he actually dropped it, and Virgil caught sight of Logan staring with obvious interest. It was easy for his mind to get carried away when it came to Virgil, which was why far too often lately Logan has found himself getting off to thoughts of him in the shower, just as he was now.

A knock at the door made a groan from Logan turn quickly from a pleasured one to a bothered one, stopping his hand on himself. Taking a few moments to breathe Logan finally responded, calling out to ask who it was.

"It's Virgil," his roommate called back, the thought of him being right behind the door while Logan held his hard cock in his hands doing nothing to help his situation. "I just need to come in and grab something. That alright?"

"Yes, go ahead," Logan called out, hand working on himself again as the door swung open, biting down on his bottom lip to hold back any sounds. He heard Virgil rummaging around for a moment just behind the curtains and briefly considered pulling them back slightly just to watch as he bent down to look in the cupboards. He refrained from doing so, instead just listening, waiting to hear the door clicking open and closed again so he didn't have to hold back his pants and moans. He heard the doorknob rattling as if he were trying to open it, and then nothing. The sound was there one more time before Virgil finally spoke up.

"Uh... Logan?" Virgil said. "I... I think I locked us in here somehow. The door won't open."

Logan paused for a moment, hand falling away from himself as he peaked his head around the curtain. He saw Virgil looking at him worriedly. "Are you sure?"

"Look for yourself," Virgil muttered, going back to twisting the doorknob and pushing on the door. "It's stuck."

Logan glanced down and sighed softly, frowning. "Alright. Turn around and let me get dressed. I'll see if I can try opening it."

A few minutes later and multiple attempts from the both of them to get out, the pair still found themselves trapped inside the bathroom. They ultimately decided that they were just going to have to wait until one of their other roommates, Patton or Roman got home to rescue them. Neither of them had their phones with them, so it was truly the only option they had left.

The pair sat in silence for a while, Virgil sat atop the counter that the sink was on as Logan leaned against the wall, shifting uncomfortable every so often. Logan finally looked over at Virgil after a while, thinking of something that had been on his mind for a while.

"So, Virgil..." Logan drew out his name, looking over at his roommate. "I can't help but notice something. It seems that... every time I'm in the shower, you have to retrieve something from the bathroom."

"I-Uh, I guess I've been... doing that a lot lately..." Virgil stuttered over his words, cheeks red as he glanced away. Logan could definitely tell already that he was onto something with this. "Why-Why do you mention this?"

"I'm only curious." He shrugged, taking a step away from the wall. "What exactly is it that you keep leaving in here that's so important?"

"O-oh. You know... it's-it's not really the same thing every time I just, uh... need different things from here. Just a coincidence, I'm... sorry if it's bothered you."

"It hasn't bothered me," Logan assured before he carried on, making sure Logan knew he wasn't at all upset with him. Virgil seemed a little less nervous at that. "So, what exactly did you come in here to grab today?"

Virgil froze, mouth opened slightly as he thought of something, anything to say. "I-well, do-does it really matter?"

"Like I said, I'm only curious." Logan shrugged, taking another step from the wall and standing in front of where Virgil was on the countertop, standing right between his legs. "I have a feeling I know what you actually come in here for."

"And-" Virgil cut himself off, swallowing thickly as he looked down at Logan's smirking face. "And what is that, then?"

"I think, maybe," Logan drawled out, hand raising up and resting on Virgil's knee. Virgil shivered at even that small touch, eyes slipping closed for a moment as his face turned more red, spreading up to the tips of his ears. "You were coming in here in the hopes of catching me after getting a shower."

"What brought you to that conclusion?" Virgil spoke softly, breath hitching as Logan's hand traveled slowly up his leg.

"I may have caught you peeking in the door before you knocked one day. I didn't think anything of it, but..." Logan leaned a little closer into Virgil's space, face inches away from his. "Then it just kept happening. So, am I right?"

"I-I don't think you will judging by how close you are to me right now, but just to be safe... if I tell you, you aren't going to be grossed out or hate me, right?" Virgil asked, tongue darting out to wet his dry lips, shivering again at the way Logan's eyes followed it.

For a brief second Logan lost his flirty air, looking sincerely at Virgil with a smile. "Of course not." He promised, rubbing circles in Virgil's thigh with his thumb.

"Then yeah," Virgil said after a moment of hesitance, drawing in a deep and calming breath. Logan went right back to looking at him through slightly lidded eyes, smirk returning and sending blood downward instead of to his cheeks this time. "Yeah, I was trying to see you."

"Do you still want to see me without all my clothes on, then?" He asked, hand that wasn't on his hip going up to his cheek, thumb brushing across his cheekbone. Virgil nodded, leaning into the touch from Logan eagerly and drawing a chuckle from him. "Hm. I do believe I can help with that then. The only price is that I get to take all your clothes off too."

"Sounds like a good deal to me," Virgil spoke breathlessly, hands hesitantly going to wrap around Logan's shoulders. He leaned forward slightly, looking up into Logan's eyes. "Could... Can I kiss you?"

Logan didn't respond verbally but rather answered by leaning in the rest of the way, lips covering Virgil's and moving against them softly, starting out slow and letting Virgil pull away at any point he needed. Virgil just pulled him closer, opening his mouth into the kiss to deepen it, Logan quickly following suit. Virgil's hands tugged at the buttons on Logan's shirt that Logan had done up minutes before, pulling them open as carefully but quickly as possible. Logan laughed against his lips, hands going to wrap around his and stop him.

Virgil whined, pulling back from the kiss and looking at Logan only to find that he had taken over undoing the buttons. He was a lot better at it than Virgil, and got it done a lot faster. He allowed Virgil to push it off of his shoulders the rest of the way, still smiling as Virgil's hands slid over his skin. "Happy now?"

"I think I'll be really happy once all your clothes are off," Virgil said honestly, drawing another laugh from Logan as he leaned in for another kiss. Virgil started to impatiently move his hands down to Logan's pants only to be stopped by Logan's hand wrapping around his wrist. His other hand went to the bottom of Virgil's t-shirt, pulling back from the kiss once more.

"I think it's fair that you have to lose your shirt too before you get to see anymore." He teased, lifting his t-shirt slightly to receive permission to remove it. Virgil nodded, arms going up over his head to allow Logan to pull it up and off of him, sighing contentedly as Logan's warm hands settled on his now bare sides, eyes raking over every inch of his exposed skin and making Virgil squirm under his gaze. Logan paused to look back at his eyes with concern. "This still okay?"

"Yes," Virgil said quickly and confidently, hands going back to Logan's pant line. "Can I take these off now, please?"

Logan nodded and let Virgil do it this time, undoing the button and zipper on his jeans before yanking them down, letting them fall to the floor and pool around his ankles. His fingers dipped under the line of his boxers as well, waiting for another nod before pushing those down as well. He took in all of Logan, eyeing his still very hard dick. His hands sat gently on Logan's sides as he looked down at him. "I know the deal was just seeing each other naked, but... can I touch you?"

"I figured it was obvious that was where this was going," Logan said, taking another step closer to the counter so Virgil could reach better. Virgil wrapped his hand around Logan's member, squeezing it slightly and moving his hand up and down.

"You're already really hard," Virgil commented as he touched him, Logan's hands coming to rest on Virgil's shoulders to hold himself up better. Logan gasped and moaned as Virgil kept going, barely getting words out.

"I-ah, I was already masturbating when you came in," he whined, hips jerking in Virgil's grip. "I... I was thinking of you."

Virgil looked awed at that, staring at Logan in disbelief. His hand paused briefly, Logan frowning at that as he looked up at Virgil, wondering if he had said something wrong.

"Were you really?" He questioned, receiving a nod from Logan and a quiet plea to keep going. Virgil did as he was asked, staring at Logan fondly as he rocked his hips against his hand.

"Almost every time you've been in here saying you were getting something I was thinking of you already," he confessed between soft pants and whines. He leaned forward to press a brief kiss to Virgil's lips. "I've been wanting this for quite some time now."

"Fuck," Virgil muttered, hand moving away from Logan and going to undo his jeans. "Logan, shit, please... please fuck me..."

Logan shivered and nodded quickly, helping Virgil to remove his pants and boxers and lying him back comfortably against the counter. He told Virgil to wait a moment, rifling through the drawer in the bathroom that had all of his stuff in it and finding a spare bottle of lube. He turned back to Virgil quickly, hand coming to rest on his inner thigh and pausing for a moment.

"You are certain you would like for me to-"

"Yes, Logan please, just hurry up with it." Virgil hissed, hips shifting uncomfortably. Logan nodded, shaking his head as he squirted the liquid onto his fingers. He pressed a few kisses to Virgil's thighs, and one final one on the tip of his member.

"Relax for me," he urged, finger circling his hole as his mouth wrapped around his dick at the same time. Virgil did as he asked the best he could, whimpering softly at the mixture of Logan's finger and his mouth. Logan pumped the finger in and out slowly, being sure not to harm Virgil in any way. He slowly worked his way up to two fingers, then three, stretching his out as good as possible. Virgil writhed underneath him, pleading for him to stop, to pull his fingers out and finally fuck him for real.

Logan pulled his fingers out first, and then slowly lifted his head off of Virgil's cock. He gave a teasing lick to the end of it as he pulled off all of the way, enjoying Virgil's moans. While Virgil begged for him to hurry Logan went to lube up his dick, being sure to go as fast as was possible to please the other. When he finally lined himself up and began to push inside they both groaned in pleasure, Logan leaning down to litter many kisses across Virgil's chest, nipping and licking at it as he did.

"You're beautiful, Virgil," Logan muttered softly as he looked down at the other, slowly taking in more and more of his cock. "So much better than I ever could have imagined... you feel so good."

Virgil threw his head back, back arching as he cried out, legs wrapping around Logan and pulling him even closer, pushing him deeper inside of him. Logan cursed as he slid all the way in, eyes squeezing shut as he paused his movements. He mumbled quietly for Virgil to tell him when to move, waiting patiently until Virgil finally told him he could go.

"Tell me if I need to slow down or stop." Logan said, before steadily pulled himself out of Virgil's and then pushing back in. He went slow at first, until Virgil began to scream at him to pick up his pace, rocking his hips backwards onto Logan. Logan groaned and got the point, hips picking up their speed and pushing himself deeper into Virgil, making him rock back against the counter with every thrust. Virgil was clearly enjoying the pace, nothing but moans and gasps leaving his lips, eyes closed as he seemed to forget the rest of the world around him.

Logan found himself staring down at his face as he fucked into Virgil, knowing that he was pleasing him only making it better for him. He leaned down to press a kiss to his lips, missing and landing one on his chin instead, reaching a hand down and grasping his leaking cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts the best he could.

Virgil opened his eyes suddenly, gasping loudly at being touched, hips bucking forward into Logan's hand and then back onto his dick. He threw his arms around the other, pulling him into a tight embrace. His lewd noises sounded off right in his ear, breath hitting his neck and causing his hair to raise. Logan picked up his pace even more, thrusting quick and deep into Virgil. He knew he was getting closer, working his hand faster on Virgil's cock until he was finally spilling over into his hand and his own stomach.

As he came Virgil tensed around Logan, drawing a loud cry from him as he thrust a few more times before coming himself, pulling out of Virgil. His release ran from Virgil's hole down to the bathroom counter, Logan admiring the sight of Virgil after they both came.

Logan only realized he was still holding onto Virgil's dick when he batted his hands away. Logan moves his hands back down to his hips with a mumbled apology, Virgil's hands wrapping around his neck and pulling himself up to plant a long kiss to Logan's lips. When they pulled back Logan continued to stare down at Virgil with a soft smile, making Virgil raise a confused eyebrow at him.

"Why are you staring?" He muttered, snapping Logan out of his thoughts at last.

"Sorry," Logan murmured back, hand going up to trail a finger across his cheekbone again. "I am simply trying to commit this wonderful sight to memory in case I'm dreaming and I never get to see this again."

"It's definitely not a dream," Virgil laughed at him before turning more shy, smiling awkwardly. "If you'd really like to... I wouldn't be opposed to this happening again at some point."

"Oh, I must be dreaming." Logan joked, excitement clear. "That sounds amazing, Virgil."

The two of them stayed that way for a while longer, sitting in silence and sharing the occasional kiss. It wasn't until they heard their front door opening that they remembered the predicament they were both in, startled they they had somehow managed to forget they were stuck together.

"Well, I think at this point we both kind of need another shower," Logan said, looking at the mess between the two of them. "How about we get cleaned up together before we tell them we're locked in here?"

"Sounds good to me."