6:58pm

It's so much more than just sex, but unfortunately you'll have to be able to read sex to get the full effect

Trigger warning: smut, mentions of homophobia, indications of bad parents

Au
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Logan groaned, curling his arms around Roman's neck, "faster, please" he begged quietly, above him Roman chucked and shifted his angle, jolting his hips forward and with sudden velocity, it left Logan's whorish moans and begs to echo around his bedroom. The bed shifted under their weight each time Roman thrusted his hips forward, aiming for that certain area that made Logan go wild each time, his body glistened with sweat, back arched, head tilted back, and from the light of the setting sun shining on him through the window, Roman thought he looked etherial, and wondered how someone so beautiful was allowed to be.

Roman balanced his weight on one arm, using his free hand to pump Logan's hard, bobbing cock. He drew in a sharp intake of air, hips stuttering as he came with a high-pitched scream of ecstasy. Roman felt himself reach his own climax just from that, chest heaving as he pulled out and collapsed onto the bed beside the boy. A few minutes of silence passed until Logan was sitting up and running a hand through his hair that had matted to his forehead.

"May I use your shower?" Logan questioned, shifting uncomfortably as Roman's cum slipped down his legs. Roman grinned at the sight, "of course, you don't have to ask, beautiful" Logan rolled his eyes at his flirtatious ways, yelping when his ass was slapped as he stood up. Shooting Roman a glare, he locked himself into the en suit and turned on the shower, cleaning himself of with the rag Roman keeps hidden away in the cupboard, specifically for this usage.

Quickly rinsing it out afterwards, Logan returned it and slipped into the warm water. Moaning lightly at how nice it felt, beating down onto his back, he gave himself a quick wash, along with his hair, used a towel to dry himself off, and turned off the water before returning back to the room, he was more than thankful it was warm. From Roman's bed, the boy was laying there, gazing with a far away expression at the ceiling. Logan shrugged and ignored it, pulling on his clothes, not caring he was in front of Roman. They had seen each other naked many times, it wouldn't change anything.

"I am busy tomorrow, so I unfortunately have to cancel. I hear you are busy the next day, too?" Logan spoke up, picking up his school bag and jacket. Roman hummed absentmindedly, turning his head to the side to stare at the boy for weirdly longer than usual. "I think..." Roman drifted, slowly sitting up. "I need a break for a few days.." he explained, Logan nodded curtly. "Of course - I will be free for awhile, so call me once you need to de-stress"

Roman stood up, taking a few steps towards Logan quickly. "Wait.." he called, biting his lip. Logan glanced at him, body turned halfway. "I hope you don't think I'm just using you"

"Oh, not at all" Logan waved off, "we are both using each other - I understand what our relationship is, Roman. Never feel bad, sex does not always have to be intimate, have a nice evening" with that, he was out the room, and not a moment later Roman heard the front door open and shut. He gulped thickly, closing his door and sliding onto the ground against it.

"Relationship" Roman scoffed, back of his head hitting on the door, eyes slipping shut. "We don't have one..."

"Bitch, don't trouble us with your sex problems" Remy, Roman's closest friend, waved their hand around dismissively. It was the next day, after Roman and Logan had their most recent 'get together' and finally admitting his feelings to his friends, that is what he gets in response. Not saying anything in return, he leaned against the tree and glanced off to the side, jaw tense.

Remy noticed his silence and looked up, raising their eyebrow suspiciously and dropping their sunglasses down their nose slightly to look at him over the rim. "I totally didn't tell you it would be a bad idea" Deceit murmured from his place on the ground, his Polaroid camera turned to the school, eye pressed up against it. Again, Roman was silent, which was very unusual for him.

"I don't see the problem" Virgil spoke up, gazing at his phone, head resting in his boyfriend's lap. "Free sex whenever you want" he shrugged. His boyfriend, Patton sighed and shook his head, hand combing through Virgil's hair stopping momentarily. "Roman might want more than sex, Angel, you always crave cuddles" this made everyone snort and Virgil blush lightly, shrugging and muttering 'whatever' under his breath.

"Kiddo, why don't you tell him?" Patton suggested to Roman who was oddly quiet. Roman upturned his lips at the thought, eyes focused on the boy they were all talking about. He never hung around with Roman and his group of friends, he never found the need for friends, and would much rather converse with teachers than students. The only reason why Roman and Logan formed this 'friends-with-benefits' deal was Logan had homophobic parents (something Roman noted he only told him) and needed a way to see if he was actually gay - they hooked up at a party, and from then on had hook up after hook up until they spoke about it, and agreed to make this a regular occurrence.

Both sides know they can leave whenever they want - both sides also knew no strings were attached, but Roman couldn't help who he fell for. He cursed his heart for it. Such a hopeless romantic, of course he would fall for the man he had had continuous sex with throughout the months.

Everyone ended up glancing over at Logan who was standing in front of the fountain that stood proudly in front of the school - he was shaking the head masters hand, wearing that smile Roman knew he wore for people he didn't like, but needed to be civil with them. It made him smirk. He didn't want to brag, but Roman had seen Logan's real smile before, and he had asked nearly everyone in this school if they had, and each one replied with no, or at least, if they did say yes Roman knew they weren't referring to his real one. Just from the way they described it. Ugh. Roman could write a fucking novel on how beautiful it was.

"He looks lovestruck - I almost feel bad" Deceit's voice had an undertone of elegance, each word drawn out and sultry. Remy couldn't get enough. Said human flopped down onto the grass beside him, making sure to keep their Starbucks cup upright. Deceit turned his head to see what they wanted, eyes widening in surprise slightly when Remy leaned over and kissed him softly. But, in a flash he was smiling, cupping their jaw and keeping them there to kiss back.

They had the longest relationship running in the school, every student in the school knew, even new students on their first day find out - it's become customary at this point.

Roman let his eyes fall onto the two couples and he felt his heard twist in agony. Not wanting to snap at any of them (because he truly didn't have it in him to form an apology) he stood up, scooped up his bag, brushed off his clothes and walked away.

"Leave him" Remy sighed, glancing up at their best friend. Out of all of them, they had been friends the longest, so they knew when to give him space. "He needs it"

Roman headed through the empty halls; it was such a beautiful day outside, barely anyone was in, apart from the odd student who needed to finish up on work, or use the bathroom. He found himself walking up each floor until he reached the highest point in the entire school. It was a small office that was barely used, it looked over the school grounds nicely, and he could even see his friends from here, like little, distant ants. The sun didn't directly shine through the window, either, which relived Roman as he didn't have to sit while trying to block out it's harsh rays.

Setting his bag onto the floor, he crumpled into a seat and held his face in his hands. He truly had to think about his feelings. He knew he liked Logan. Solely because he knew Logan was hiding his true self under all his professionalism, and his strict and stoic mannerisms. Roman had seen his real self shine through more times than one, because sex could really bring out that in a person, apparently. Roman remembered the first time he heard Logan laugh - oh, it was music to his ears!

They were about to have sex, and Logan wanted to know what it was like to top. Roman willing-to-try-anything Sanders agreed, and rested his back on the bed, watching with a bitten lip as Logan awkwardly squirted lube onto his fingers, face screwed up in disgust. He leaned over Roman, one arm holding him up over him, Roman spread his legs and allowed Logan to insert a digit into his ass. But, as soon as he did, he didn't move, and the two stared at each other for the longest time until Roman broke and snorted, which set Logan off who could barely hold himself up, the two throwing their head back in laughter.

Roman's eyes shone with delight in that moment, somehow the sun from the window hit against Logan so perfectly as he laughed, Roman legitimately thought he would die, then and there, Logan's out-of-this-world beauty slowly stunning him to silence. In the end, Logan admitted he couldn't do this, and they quickly returned to their usual routine.

He heard the bell echo through the school, and instead of going to lesson, he stood up and looked out the window, watching his friends all stand and branch off to their different classes. By the fountain, Logan spoke his last few words with the head teacher, turned around and entered the school. Roman snorted, smiling lightly. Gosh, he loved that nerd.

Ten minutes passed before Roman made it to class - he was given a warning, but because he usually isn't told off for being late, the teacher let it slide. After school, Roman sat on the front of his car, waiting for his friends when a sudden idea popped into his mind like a lightbulb. "I have it!" He yelled, jumping onto the ground and whirling around, coming face to face with Logan. He paled lightly, taking a step back from the boy who rose his eyebrow, back straightened, posture as perfect as always. Ha. Roman had seen that posture crumble in his hands.

"You have what?" Logan cocked his eyebrow, tilting his head to the side. Behind him, Roman's friends came along, all pointedly staring at Logan, silently asking Roman why he was here. "Oh, uh" Roman quickly smiled, waving his hand around, "my will to live - I found it" Virgil snorted, getting into the back of the car, as Remy called shotgun for passenger seat. That was when Logan became aware of their presences. "Ah, salutations to you all" he greeted, turning back to Roman.

"I came to give you this" reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a bottle of lube. Roman rolled his eyes, snatching it from his grasp and working it around his fingers suggestively. "Really, here? Never took you for the public type" he winked, which now made Logan roll his eyes. "No.." he glanced at Roman's friends through the corner of his eye who all hung out the car to subtly listen to their conversation, "you know why I must give you this before I return home. Safe travels" he went to leave, but Roman found this to be the best opportunity he was going to get while he still had the confidence to do it.

Reaching forward, he grabbed Logan's forearm. "Wait" he pleaded quietly, Logan turning to face him again. "This Wednesday" Logan drew his eyebrows together in confusion, "I take it all back!" He waved his hands around feverishly, "I don't need a break, I have quite the libido" he winked. Logan sighed, but agreed, finally able to return to his car.

Roman slid into the drivers seat, watching Logan go. "He's going to hate you" Virgil spoke up, for he knew Roman had a plan. In return, Roman smirked and nodded, "Yep" he replied, popping the 'p'. "Hate me he will"

"What're you planning to do, kiddo?" Patton questioned gleefully.

"Please enlighten us" Deceit added his input sarcastically, sitting in the seat behind Remy. "Oh, nothing spectacular" Roman roared his car to life with a coy grin.

"I just plan to take him on a date without him knowing it"

"Girl" Remy sighed, "that's just so dumb it might work"

"You know it, Princess" Roman winked, Remy rolled their eyes.

"I'll send my prayers to that poor nerd who doesn't know what's coming to him" Virgil piped up from behind Roman. "Hm" Deceit hummed, fiddling with his camera. "Wouldn't it be a miracle if you were religious..." he drifted, peering closely at device in his hands.

"It's called praising lucifer, bitch"

"Remy!"

"Language!"

"So true..."

"This is why I love you"

On Wednesday, Roman had planned out the entire afternoon on a sheet of paper, and he read it throughout the day whenever he had the chance. During lunch, he allowed his friends to read it, too, pleased by their positive responses. That day, Logan made sure to walk to school instead, as usually he always caught a lift with Roman on days like this, but he didn't expect the car to already be filled with Roman's friends. Although, he didn't care, as long as he could still have sex with theatre queen somehow gifted with a jock-like figure.

"I do apologise about them" Roman motioned his head towards the car, "they insisted I drove them home" they did, this wasn't apart of the plan, but the bus was full by the time the group reached them, and neither wanted to deal with standing on a bus full of rowdy kids.

"It is quite alright" Logan responded, sitting in the front seat as it was the only one spare. In the back, Deceit and Remy sat beside each other, while Virgil and Patton sat in the seats in the trunk. "Everyone ready?" Roman called for amusement. "All strapped in, daddy" Remy replied without missing a beat.

"I would beg to not turn me on, but it seems everyone is familiar with sex here" Deceit drawled, huffing when he gave up with his camera. "Oh, De, don't make everything so sexual!" Patton giggled, leaning forward between the two. "Hi, Logan!" He greeted with a cute wave. Logan turned in his seat, too, and smiled that polite smile back that made Roman snort under his breath.

"Salutations, Patton, is it?"

"He's my sex buddy, get lost" Virgil grumbled. "Angel.." Patton shook his head, exasperated. "Yeah, it is" he replied to Logan before sitting back in his seat and leaning over to kiss Virgil square on the lips.

"Girl, if you're gonna have sex, I am too" Remy piped up, which made the two in the back split apart, laughing. Roman glanced at Logan to analyse his expression - he looked confused, intrigued, and...was that a hint of amusement? Huh, Roman was learning more and more about his favourite little Einstein.

"Please, power bottom, you'd have to beg, and I don't think Roman could drive in such conditions" Deceit spoke calmly even if he wanted to smash his camera up against the window. Logan, finally noticing his seething rage, looked at the camera in his hands and perked us a little. "I assume you are having trouble?" Logan cocked his head, gesturing to the camera. Deceit rocked up an eyebrow, knowing if Logan could fix this, his respect for the narcissistic smart boy would rise.

"Not at all" he replied, handing the camera to Logan who took it slowly. "Sarcasm" Roman whispered under his breath, which made Logan 'oh' quietly in realisation and hold the camera more firmer. "That it an interesting burn mark" he commented, which made Deceit tense and instinctively grab a hold of Remy's hand. "How did that happen?" The sudden tense silence in the car made Logan look up from the camera and stare at everyone in confusion.

"Logan, if you wanna be apart of our clique" Remy leaned forward, face falling dead serious. "Do not. Mention. The burn mark" They murmured quietly but threateningly enough to make Logan retreat and look at Roman for help. Roman only shook his head, mouthing 'later' before turning to the road. "Ah, I apologise..." turning in his chair, he faced the front, awkwardly clearing his throat and going to work on the camera.

Deceit eased up when Remy reached up and gently stroked the scarred skin. Glancing over at them with vulnerability, Remy smiled that reassuring smile and kissed his lips lightly. "Don't worry" Remy murmured close to his ear, "I'll cherish you later, maybe even ride you, if you're lucky"

Deceit smirked. "That sounds wonderful"

"Although you're whispering, we're in a silent car, we can all hear you" Virgil spoke up for everyone who was currently a blushing mess. Remy knew that, but didn't give a fuck, in the end, neither did Deceit, as they both burst into laughter.

The first to be dropped off was Patton and Virgil - they had told Roman they were spending the night over Patton's, as Virgil's parents had to go out for the night, and wouldn't be back until the next morning. They wouldn't leave Virgil alone unless they knew he had somewhere safe to stay, and as they were close friends with Patton's parents for many years, they were happy to let him stay there.

"-and that is why I believe our school should really endeavour to improve" Logan finally finished his monologue that just had to last for the trip to Remy's house. Deceit rarely went home anymore, Remy's parents knew of his situation at home, and were more than happy to bring him in with welcoming arms. "I ask one question and get an essay in response" Remy muttered under their breath, leaning across seats to place a kiss against Roman's cheek. "Thanks, hoe" they winked, sliding out the vehicle.

Logan turned in his seat and handed the now fixed camera to Deceit who rose an eyebrow in surprise but gratitude. "I am sorry for bringing...it up" Logan gestured loosely to Deceit's burns on the side of his face, "I did not know it would trigger you" Deceit shook his head. "Maybe one day you'll earn my trust...maybe not. For now, all you need to know is that lion had it coming for him"

Logan snorted lightly, "you mean to tell me a lion did that?" Roman glanced over at the man with a genuine smile, understanding Logan was pretending to buy into the 'reasoning' behind the scar. "Obviously" Deceit drawled, ready to get out. "What else?"

"Hmm, I hope they are alright"

Deceit shrugged, going to respond when he noticed something. The expression Logan wore. It was new. It was...light. Usually he looked such like a robot, and from one car ride, he was already looking more human than he ever did. Plus, beside him was Roman, gazing at Logan with such an intense, longing look, you had to be completely oblivious to emotions and romance to not see it - and Deceit knew that was logan to a T.

Before they could move, he held up the camera and caught the moment forever. Logan blinked in shock, but before he could ask, Deceit was out the car and closing the door with his foot. Staring at the door in bewilderment, Roman laughed, gaining the boys attention. "You looked like you enjoyed yourself" he teased, pulling off the curb to drive home. Logan rolled his eyes, shifting back to face the road. "Hardly - I must act civilised with your friends to keep this up, don't I?"

"Cute" Roman mused, "but, enough about them, more about me!" He grinned, voice raising towards the end. "We're going to have the best afternoon filled with sex to leave you immobile for a week"

Logan relaxed against the chair at the thought. "Please, listening my parents insufferable homophobia has been unbearable"

Once Roman parked outside his home, he pressed the lock button, keeping Logan trapped in the car. "Lo.." he caught his attention, "you are okay, aren't you?"

Logan rose his eyebrow, "whatever do you mean?"

"Being surrounded by so much hate must take its toll" Roman noticed him tense ever so slightly. He knew how much Logan hated talking about himself, but if he doesn't earn more trust, and learn more about Logan, how does he ever think a relationship would work out?

"Roman-"

"I just" Roman cut him off, breathing through his nose deeply. "I just want to know" Logan turned his head to look at him, but not completely. He saw the concern sweeping through his eyes, and the serenity of it all - Roman was being completely serious. He wasn't planning to gain this information for spite, or to try and ruin him in some way, he genuinely wanted to know.

"It does hurt, I suppose" Logan gripped the seat, trying to keep his composure. Oh, how he despised talks like this, especially if they were about himself. "But nevertheless, I will live, I am sure having a wife and kids won't be too insufferable"

"But-"

"Roman" now it was Logan's turn to cut him off. "I understand you are doing this for my benefit, but all we are are friends with benefits, I can deal with this myself, now please, can we move on?" Roman stared at him for the longest time until he closed his eyes and pressed the unlock button. In that split moment, Logan wanted to tell him everything, pour out every little and big roaring emotion in his heart - but something...something held him back.

"Thank you" Logan murmured quietly, and that was that.

They entered Roman's house, Logan confused when he was told to wait downstairs, but he did so anyway. While Roman changed upstairs, he gazed around the foyer, looking intently at some of the photos on display. A few were of Roman and what seems to be his parents - two women who look extremely happy and content with young Roman in their arms. The other pictures were of Roman and his friends. It started with Remy, then Deceit seemed to come into the group, then as they grew older, there was a picture of all five of them, standing in a row, beaming happily, even Virgil looked happy, though his smile wasn't as bright.

"Ready?" Logan whipped around, spotting Roman standing at the bottom of the staircase, wearing white jeans, a flower patterned shirt, and a jacket overtop. In his hand he carried a bag, and Logan could only imagine what was inside. "Of course" Logan agreed, following Roman back to the car. They drove out of the town, which intrigued Logan, but he didn't ask too many questions. He hasn't passed through nature like this for awhile, so gazing at the trees that held leaves that had mostly turned to a burnt orange by now was...breathtaking.

He leaned into the car seat, his face the definition of relaxed beauty - at least, that's what Roman saw. Glancing at him, he surveyed every little detail he could before his expression would fall back to his normal facade. The softened gaze was the thing that stood out the most - his dark brown eyes sparkled golden under the orange hues of the sunlight glow, big, round, and calm, barely moving as they unfocused on the passing scenery.

His lips weren't in a straight line, either, or a frown, they were curved up by the corners, as if Logan didn't even realise, steadily brightening up his entire face that looked much better with a smile in Roman's opinion. In that moment in time, Logan seemed to lose all stress, all thoughts about the future, and school, the remnants of his parents falling away, to leave his thoughts a gentle, drifting ocean - the waves had calmed, the clouds had cleared, and everything felt ...simple, complex, yet simple.

Roman didn't want the moment to end, but with a heavy heart, he knew it would. Parking the car seemed to bring Logan out from whatever world he had fallen into. Sitting up, his lips dropped, his eyes hardened, and he looked like a formal robot once more. And that was why Roman loved him so.

"Come with me" Roman grinned, rushing out the car. Logan looked at the scenery around them, Roman had parked at the end of the dirt road to the side, just before the edge of the forest line. In front of them was the top of a hill, across the land that was covered with long, light-yellow grass, was a barn that seemed to be abandoned, the red paint faded, the few windows boarded up, but it looked stable, so Logan had no quarrels about going inside.

Finally, he stepped out the car, leaving his jacket behind, for the temperature was just right. By Roman's side, the boy locked his car automatically by the keys, grabbed Logan's hand and tugged him across the field. "I do not need to be escorted" Logan commented, swallowing thickly when Roman laced their hands together. "Oh, I know, but I'm such a chivalrous man!" He excused, flamboyant and dramatic as per usual. Logan rolled his eyes but allowed it to happen, ignoring the fact his arm felt like it was on fire.

They rounded to the side of the barn, walking through the doors that could easily be opened. Sunlight poured in through gaps and holes between the wooden slates, the ground covered with yellow hay, plus a few piles in the corners. Hung from the 'second floor' you could call it were different types of tools both boys assumed were used for farming. "This way!" Roman let go of Logan's hand to rush through further into the barn.

Logan sighed and followed, "this seems like a lot of trouble for sex" he commented, flinching back when Roman's face appeared round the side of a wooden pillar. "Oh, hush you, you'll love it" Roman promised, returning to rushing through the barn. Behind one tall stack of hay was a ladder Roman climbed up to reach the 'second floor' which was a wooden flooring that took up half the space the ground floor did, able to overlook the bottom floor from the side.

Logan followed carefully, now up there he turned his head and slowly walked to Roman who sat on a pile of hay that was covered over with an old blanket Logan assumed had been there for quite some time. "Here" Roman patted the spot beside him, sitting in front of the only window that wasn't covered by wood. It didn't have any glass, either, so it was just a hole in the wall at this point. Logan did as he was told, sitting on his legs and looking at the outside world like Roman was, not expecting to gasp.

The noise made Roman stifle a smile.

He used to come here often a few years back, the setting sunlight created the perfect layer of orange mixed with red across the fields of yellow grass, the land encompassed by tall trees that were slowly losing their crisp, golden leaves. Logan was in dumbstruck awe at it's marvelling beauty, never before had he seen something like this. It took a moment, but he finally felt Roman's hand clasp around his own, and that time, he didn't mind.

"C'mere" Roman smiled, bringing logan onto his lap, leaning back against the blanket that propped upwards at is end by the hay. "I don't want to wreck you today, actually.." he murmured, drifting his fingers down Logan's cheek. The boy shuddered lightly under his touch, and Roman felt something swirl in his stomach. With Logan in this state, he had the perfect opportunity to make love to him, instead of just have sex. Keeping Logan on his lap, he brought out the extra, cleaner blanket from his bag he brought along and laid it where Logan would be laying down, then, carefully, he placed Logan against it, noticing his face had once again lost all stress, and it was replaced with something Roman couldn't quite place, for he hadn't seen it before.

Gently, Roman spread his legs, rubbing his inner thighs soothingly. Leaning closer to his face, Roman reached up and placed his glasses to the side before tenderly pressing their lips together, as even if they had had sex many, many times before this, they had never kissed before. Logan melted into it, gripping to the back of Roman's neck to keep him there. The regal boy carefully and gingerly began to undress Logan, taking of his clothing piece by piece, tenderly and slowly, while doing so he rubbed and caressed every inch of Logan's skin he could. Under him, the boy was gasping and breathing with a wavered breath, skin burning delightfully under Roman's finger tips.

Roman reached into the bag and pulled out some lube, coating his fingers with it before gently sliding Logan's legs apart. He connected their lips together once more before slowly stretching his fingers apart, scissoring him open. All the while Logan's light and soft moans filled Roman's mouth, their eyes closed in content. Finally, Roman pulled back and cleaned his hand on the blanket, tugging off his clothes. As he did, he caught glimpses of Logan, noticing his eyes were closed rather tightly, and his head was tilted to the side. Roman wanted to press on it, but remembering their earlier conversation, he decided against it and lubed up his cock. Once again, he loomed over the boy, capturing his chin between his fingers and pulling his head back so they could kiss again, their lips moving warmly against the others - admittedly, full of love.

Roman slowly slid himself into Logan, and it was so tender and loving, nothing Logan had ever experienced before, a sob left through his lips, and instantly Roman stopped what he was doing, splitting away from Logan to look at his face. His eyes opened, and Roman saw tears in his eyes, finally understanding the expression. "Logan, why didn't you say anything?" Roman pulled himself out, but Logan shook his head, sitting up and grabbing Roman's arms. He wanted to tell Roman, but whenever he opened his mouth he would cry. Roman pecked his lips softly, helping him back into his boxers and shirt. He fixed himself up, too, bringing Logan to his chest, he hugged the boy who softly began to cry close, staring at the sky that slowly shifted colours.

"Roman...why?" Logan whispered once he had finished. Roman tilted his head, confused. Sitting up on his lap, Logan pressed his hands to Roman's chest, staring at him intently. "Why are you doing this? Treating me in such a way? It has always been rough, why this now?"

Roman shrugged loosely, not wanting to give away his real intentions just yet. "I thought to change things up" he offered, which made Logan snort and look the other way, cleaning his watery eyes.

"And you made me cry over it...do you know how long I have wanted to be held like that? With such care? But it was from you...my sex partner, not..someone who loves me" Logan gripped onto Roman again when he shifted to sit up further. "Who ever said I didn't love you?"

Logan felt his heart flip. "...you love me?" Oh, the vulnerability in his voice made Roman want to cry! In that moment, Logan's walls had fallen, leaving Roman a clear path directly to Logan's heart. He could potentially ruin Logan, or make him the happiness boy alive. Roman smiled, one hand lightly gripping his waist, the other reaching up to delicately cup Logan's cheek. "Yes. With everything I have"

Logan swallowed the lump in his throat. "Fuck, Roman..." he hissed, rubbing his eyes again, but Roman grabbed his hands before he could hurt himself, holding them tightly. They stared at each other for a moment that felt like a life time. "Roman?" Logan eventually whispered, and Roman hummed in response, gazing too deeply into his gorgeous eyes to be disturbed. "Kiss me again"

Well, that could definitely disturb him. Chuckling, Roman grazed his finger across the side of his face. "Want to finish what we started?"

Logan nodded, leaning so close their lips grazed together. "Please"

Once again, Roman followed the same movements as before. Gently laying Logan down and stripping them both off their clothes, slowly and tenderly, although this time, he kissed across Logan's skin, not just touch it, which almost brought Logan to tears once again. Shifting to lean above him, Roman kissed him with soft passion, pushing inside of Logan's heat until he was all the way in. "Move" Logan begged, and Roman complied, but it wasn't like anything Logan had ever felt - he didn't move rough, or quickly at all, although he didn't move too slowly for it to be unbearable, either. Logan could only use one word to describe it; loving.

Something he wanted to get used to.

They both hit their climax with sweet moans that echoed around the barn. Roman slowly pulled out, careful of the overstimulation. Logan fell flat against the blanket, becoming putty. Roman chuckled and smiled, cleaning himself and the boy he loved, too. In the end, they were both covered with a warm blanket, the barn slowly falling to darkness as the sun settled and the moon rose.

In the silence, Logan leaned forward and kissed him softly, eyes slipping closed for that moment.

"I love you, too"

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Actually pretty proud of this one?

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