Fic: Some Truths Hurt (V/Logan, all) R [20 of ?] part 4
Title: Some Truths Hurt
Author: jenwin23
Pairing/Character: all, LoVe
Word Count: 19,756
Rating: R
Spoilers: Season 1
Warnings: Slight violence, cussing, discussions about rape and possible incest.
Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars or any of the characters, but I promise to take good care of them while I borrow them!
Chapter 20, part 4
The doctor leads them up a main staircase to a bright airy lunchroom, then out onto a balcony overlooking a shady garden area. Several people sit on benches and at tables talking and doing art. Logan’s eyes are trained on a lone figure sitting in a sun chaise reading a book. It’s Lynn Echolls. Logan stares intently, his vulnerability obvious. His mouth falls open slightly and his eyes fill with tears. The doctor steps back to give them some privacy.
Logan releases Veronica’s hand only to pull her into a hug. He kisses her temple and holds her tightly with both arms, his eyes never leaving his mother. He kisses Veronica’s temple a second time.
Logan: (whispering) Thank you.
Veronica shakes her head back and forth slightly, her face pressed into Logan’s chest.
After a few minutes the Doctor ushers a reluctant Logan and Veronica from the balcony and back to the lobby where he reminds them to arrive a few minutes early tomorrow and with a look at Logan, to arrive sober. For once Logan doesn’t respond defensively with humor or sarcasm, merely nodding his assent.
Stepping out into the bright sunlight of the front walkway, Logan lets out a whoop of joy and twirls Veronica off her feet and around in a circle. She smiles, immediately responding to his joy, and when he sets her back on her feet and kisses her deeply her heart clenches then she relaxes and decides to take the moment for what it is. Logan pulls away with a joyous laugh and wraps an arm around Veronica as they walk over to the Xterra. He scoops her up and sets Veronica in her seat before practically skipping around to climb into the driver’s seat. He starts the engine, then turns to Veronica who is watching him with a guarded happiness.
Logan: (staring into her eyes) Thank you.
Veronica: (smiling) I’m glad she’s alive Logan. Glad that we found her.
He grins and swoops in for another kiss, this one quick and hard.
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About halfway down the mountain Logan’s mood changes. Veronica watches him carefully and worries. Arriving at the same hotel as before Logan pulls into the valet area, and climbs out as a valet opens the door for Veronica. Logan is silent and Veronica directs the valet to get their bags from the back seat. She takes Logan’s hand and leads him into the hotel. The bellman follows with their two small bags. The same clerk as before greets them at the check in desk then looks worriedly at Logan.
Clerk: Checking back in?
Logan is silently staring at his feet.
Veronica: (tense smile) Yes.
Clerk: Same rooms as before?
Veronica: No, a single room for tonight. Two beds.
Clerk: Of course.
He clicks on the computer, looking up at Logan.
Clerk: Is he alright?
Veronica: Fine.
Clerk: Oh course. How will you be paying?
Veronica: Oh, um. Can you charge it to the same card?
Clerk: I’m sorry, no. The charge is closed.
Veronica: Oh, ok.
She digs in her purse for a credit card that can handle the $800 dollar charge but Logan hands her his wallet. She looks up at him and swallows. He looks ready to break at the slightest provocation. She slides his card to the clerk.
Veronica: Please hurry.
He nods and quickly prints out the paperwork and slides a room key card onto the counter. Veronica takes the card, signs the paper and grabs both their bags in one hand, and Logan’s hand in the other. At the elevator she presses the call button with her hip and is glad with the doors open almost immediately to admit them to an empty car.
Inside their room, Logan walks over to sit on the end of the nearest bed without a word. Veronica watches him anxiously then throws the deadbolt on the door, and enters the bathroom. Under the cover of running water she calls her dad, to avoid a fight she bypasses the direct line to leave a message. She explains that they have to stay another night, and she knows she’s probably grounded, but it can’t be helped. She promises to be home tomorrow and will call in the morning. Hanging up she sets the phone to silent and splashes water on her face studying her worried expression.
Exiting the bathroom she sees Logan in the same spot but he has shifted to be leaning forward with his head hanging down, his hands clasped and his elbows braced on his thighs. She takes off her boots and cardigan and moves towards him.
Veronica: (quietly) Logan?
She pauses, but there is no response.
Veronica: Do you want to be alone? (no response) Logan, do you want me to leave?
He looks up and his face is a wasteland of disappointment, hurt, anger, and heartbreaking sadness. Veronica’s chest heaves and she makes every effort to not cry, to not show any pity. Logan would hate that. But as his own eyes fill with tears she knows he won’t be able to see hers and she lets them fall. Logan unclasps his hands and pulls her closer, standing inside the V of his legs. He rests his face in her chest as sobs begin to rack his body. She rubs her hands through his hair and over his shoulders and lets him cry.
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Scene opens on a plush hotel room, lit with late afternoon sun. Logan and Veronica are lying on a large bed on top of a stark white bedspread. Logan is curled on his side, spooning around Veronica’s smaller figure. His nose is pressed into the back of her neck and one arm is wrapped snugly around her waist, holding her close.
He snuggles her closer and runs his nose lightly up her neck as he begins to wake up. Feeling her compact warmth against him Logan smiles then as his eyes open it fades into a frown. He props up on one arm looking around warily, and falls back on the bed as the previous two days rush back to him.
Missing his warmth at her back Veronica squirms sliding backwards to be closer to him. Logan’s face gentles and he looks at Veronica with a look of complete and pure adoration. Her skirt had ridden up as they slept and Logan smoothes it down then puts a slight pressure on her hip to get her to roll onto her back.
Logan settles himself closer to her pulling the decorative throw blanket at the end of the bed over her still sleeping form. He studies her face, noticing the faint tear tracks from earlier. He tenderly traces the lines down her cheeks to her lips. When she stirs Logan freezes then relaxes as she settles back into dreamland.
Sometime later, the light has faded more and Veronica shifts and rolls onto her side. The movement wakes Logan up, and his eyes open to look at Veronica. Her eyes open then blink rapidly as she finds herself nearly nose to nose with Logan. Her breathing speeds up and her eyes race over his face to see how he’s feeling. Logan smiles gently at her and moves slowly closer to her watching her eyes for any sign of discomfort or rejection as his lips find hers.
Her eyes flutter shut as he rubs his mouth softly against hers. Slowly he opens his mouth, his tongue darting out to trace the curve of her lower lip. She shifts closer to him, pressing their lips more tightly together as their mouths open and their tongues meet. The kiss is soft and gentle as they relearn the taste and textures of the other’s mouth. Veronica pulls back and takes a deep breath in. Logan, still silent, watches her with a tender look. Slowly she raises her hand to rest on his shoulder. Finally she gives him a small smile and rolls onto her back pulling him over her as their mouths meet for another kiss.
It begins languidly, but changes quickly as the passion and desperation of having missed so much time together surges forward. Logan slants his head and deepens the kiss, sweeping her up on a tide of emotion and physical desire. Her hands pull him closer exploring the slope of his shoulders and the smooth muscles there. Logan nibbles on her lips before moving to her neck. Within moments she is twisting beneath him struggling to pull him closer, opening her legs so he can lie more comfortably in the cradle of her hips.
Logan: God I missed you.
The words are mumbled into her neck as he nibbles and licks a path back to her mouth. Tired of his slow progress Veronica grabs his face and pulls his mouth back to hers. Their tongues swirl together and Logan tries to ease back, not wanting to push anything, trying not to assume that they will pick back up where they left off, but Veronica is having none of it. As soon as he breaks the kiss her hands are pulling his shirt over his head and flinging it across the room. He smiles at her enthusiasm but still makes an effort to slow down, dropping chaste kisses along her jawline as her hands and nails run over his back.
Veronica captures his mouth again raking her teeth over his bottom lip as her fingernails score his back. She wraps her legs around him and rubs her pelvis against his erection. The combination of her actions and his own desire overwhelm Logan and he throws himself into the kiss sliding his hand up her thigh pushing the dress out of his way. Her soft noises of pleasure urge him on as he slides his hand over her panties, already moist with her arousal. She cries out at his touch, thrusting her hips up seeking more.
Logan breaks the kiss as he looks down at her, loving the passion swept flush covering her cheeks and chest in a rosy pink glow. He shifts his body so his hand has more room to work as he slips his fingers under her panties, black lace he is interested to note, and strokes his fingers slowly over her sex. Veronica moans softly as he pushes two fingers into her, stretching her inner muscles. He strokes in and out with slow deliberateness, his thumb teasing over her clit. Rushes of intense pleasure flood Veronica, and she is only able to hold onto his shoulders tightly, calling out his name in a raspy groan that heats his blood to the boiling point. He hooks his fingers pressing firmly to her spot as he crushes a hard kiss down on her, taking her cries into his mouth.
As Veronica comes down from her climax, Logan gently rubs his thumb over her hip bone, curious to how sharp the bone seems, more so than before. He settles onto his side next to her scattering quick kisses over her face, neck and collarbone.
Veronica’s eyes focus on him and his eyebrows form a slight V, as his eyes search hers. There is an intensity and uncertainty there as she appears to have some internal debate. The expression in her blue orbs unsettles him, and he waits for her to tell him that what they just did was a mistake, that she didn’t want to be with him anymore, but instead she sits up and swivels to look down at him. She appears to have concluded the private debate.
Logan: Veronica?
He reaches up to caress her cheek, and she smiles a tender bittersweet smile.
Logan: What’s wrong?
Veronica: Nothing.
Logan: What are you thinking right now?
Her smile grows but doesn’t reach her eyes as she straddles his hips in one smooth movement. His hands settle on her hips and he looks up at her expectantly. Her smile fades and she looks sad, but then she smiles again, sweetly at first then with a growing wickedness, this time it goes all the way to her eyes. He smiles back automatically.
She leans over him and kisses him sweetly.
Veronica: I missed you too.
She sweeps her tongue into his mouth quickly before moving her mouth to his ear.
Veronica: You have no idea how much.
Logan: I might.
Her lips on his ear shoot spears of arousal to his groin and he knows she can feel his growing erection pressed against her soft stomach. She sits up and he can see clear determination in her eyes as her hands reach back and slide the back zipper of the dress down. Her hands gather up the skirt revealing her slim legs to his avid gaze as she pulls the dress off over her head. Logan’s eyes reverently inspect the black lace bra and panties that she’s wearing.
Veronica: (saucy) You like?
Logan: Of course.
Veronica: Good. You’re the one who will end up paying for them.
Logan: I have good taste.
She arches an eyebrow and reaches back to unclasp the bra but Logan stills her hands.
Logan: What are we doing?
Veronica: Wow. The rumors about your success with the ladies must be even more overblown than the rumors about me.
Logan: (serious) Veronica.
Veronica: (deliberately light) We’re making up for lost time.
She stops his questions with a kiss, her small hands busily caressing his chest, tracing from his shoulders in on his collarbones, down his sternum, and under the slight curve of his pecks. Her mouth then moves to caress over one small, flat brown nipple before moving to the other. Logan feels off center, as if something isn’t quite right, but Veronica’s slow seduction erodes his concern and he focuses instead on touching the beautiful girl in his lap. His hands run up her thighs and slide over the curve of her bottom before caressing up her back. He is momentarily distracted by the feel of her ribs, more pronounced than he remembered. He tries to push her back to look at her more fully, but she resists and slides her mouth up to his neck as her hands tug on the top button of his pants.
Logan: Veronica.
She hears the resistance in his voice and bites sharply on his neck before laving her tongue over the stinging wound. She hears Logan’s hiss, of pleasure or pain she’s not sure, but his hands are no longer trying to separate them, instead he slides one hand into her already messy hair and pulls her mouth to his for a deep kiss.
She makes quick work of the button and slides the zipper down with ease. Her hand darts into his boxers, taking a firm hold of his cock. Breaking the kiss she sits up and slowly pumps her hand up and down his impressive erection. Logan’s hands fist in the comforter as she continues to work him slowly with her small hands. His eyes are squeezed tightly together and his head thrown back or he would have seen the look of uncertainty cross over her face.
Veronica Voiceover: Ok, so I didn’t think this far ahead.
She looks uncertain for a moment then her face clears. Releasing her hold on him she slides up on her knees and hurriedly removes her panties. Logan’s eyes open and he notes the change in attire and flips Veronica onto her back before she can make her next move. She struggles under his weight for a moment, trying to turn them back over.
Logan: What’s going on?
Link to part 5 of chapter 20