Vegas Part II - NWS
[ooc: Read Part I for context. This part def. NWS]
Being a vampire meant that you knew when the guy you were kissing felt like he was facing a firing squad. Having felt that way around Logan for months, Angel felt sympathy. Also? Protective. Though that part wasn't new.
He pressed a kiss to Logan's forehead. "I'm immortal."
"I know," Logan said.
"Know what it means?"
"You're older than Dick Clark?"
"Actually no," Angel replied. He gave Logan a half-smile. "Means I like taking my time."
"Dick Clark's really older than you?" Logan asked.
"That was even a question?"
"Wow," Logan mused. "And I thought you were old."
"Okay, now your odds of ever getting any are starting to get much smaller."
"Don't you start losing some of that sex drive once you hit 300?" Logan asked.
"Think they're showing hockey on TV?"
Logan grinned at Angel.
Angel grinned back and kissed him again. "Wanna keep doing this for a while?"
Logan nodded.
Angel dropped a hand to Logan's waistband and tugged him towards the bed.
Logan flopped down on the bed next to Angel. "I don't do this with all the vampires," he said.
That got Angel to grin. "Good?"
Logan smiled back and kissed him.
Angel kissed back, this time taking it slow. Part of him wasn't sure if this was real, or if it was going to happen once he and Logan finally stopped. He wanted to savor what he had while he had it.
Logan rested a hand on Angel's waist as they kissed, fingers curling slightly around a bit of shirt.
"Don't go home," Angel murmured, and clearly something was in charge of his mouth today. He didn't know if he could swear to it being his brain, though.
"Home is the Hyperion," Logan said.
Angel had no idea if Logan had said that deliberately in order to get him to kiss Logan harder, but neither did he care.
Logan slid his hand under Angel's shirt, tracing a circle with his fingertips over the cool, smooth skin.
Angel shivered in response to that, but tried to keep himself under control. What he wanted to do involved tearing Logan's clothes off. What he actually did is kept up with the kissing. Willpower was a bitch sometimes.
Logan hesitantly moved his hand forward, over Angel's belly.
Angel lay back on the bed, pillowing his head on one hand. The other he used to keep Logan close, still kissing him and encouraging him to explore.
"What do you want to do?" Logan whispered.
"We're kinda already past a thousand things I never thought would happen," Angel said. "I'm trying not to take advantage here."
Logan smiled and nuzzled at Angel's neck. "When I feel like you're taking advantage, I'll let you know."
Angel felt a shock wave of pleasure go through him. "Okay, yeah... that you could do again."
Logan did.
It felt even better the second time. Angel possibly made a small, high-pitched sound of pleasure. He'd deny the high-pitched part, at least.
Logan chuckled. "A vampire with a neck fetish. Who would've thought?"
"Hey, if I'm boring you over here..."
"I never said I didn't like it," Logan said. He nibbled lightly at the spot where Angel's neck met his collarbone.
"Yeah. Ditto," Angel said, abstractly. Thought was harder than normal for him at the moment.
Logan smiled and kissed his way forward to Angel's Adam's apple.
Angel finally dipped his head down to recapture Logan's mouth, kissing him nice and deeply.
Logan ran a hand over the back of Angel's neck and up into his hair.
Angel moved his hand down Logan's back to cup his ass.
Logan pressed himself against Angel's leg, a little surprised to realize he was hard.
Angel, for his part, was quite pleased that Logan was hard. He moved his hip, giving Logan what he hoped would be welcome friction.
Logan let out a pleased murmur and kissed Angel harder.
Angel smiled at the sound. He dug his fingers in, pulling Logan close.
Logan moved down to kiss Angel's neck again.
Angel tried very hard to keep himself under control. He attempted to think unsexy thoughts. Bad TV. Snow monsters. Parker.
He might've accidentally said all that out loud.
Logan pulled back and stared at him.
Angel looked sheepish. "I was trying not to - you know."
Logan smiled. "Did you have to share?"
"Didn't mean to."
"There are certain images I don't need in my head right now," Logan said, but he leaned in to kiss Angel anyway.
"Normally don't get into trouble for talking," Angel pointed out, kissing him back.
"You should learn to keep your mouth busy," Logan grinned.
"Too early to point out the advantages of me not needing to breathe?"
"I may need a demonstration."
Angel grinned. "Earn it."
Logan slid a hand over the front of Angel's pants.
Angel had been hard already. Now he was harder, aching, and pressing back into Logan's touch.
"Want something?" Logan murmured into his ear.
"That's not obvious?" Angel replied.
"Maybe I want to hear you say it," Logan said.
Easy answer then. "You."
Logan smiled. "Well, that's good, since I'm here."
Even easier answer now. Angel kissed him again, deeply.
Logan kissed back and slid his hand around to grab Angel's ass and pull him closer.
That made Angel's kiss hungrier. He bit and sucked at Logan's lips. He wanted to be gentle, but the idea of bruising him just a little was too tempting.
"It's getting kind of warm in here," Logan murmured.
"Room temperature," Angel reminded him.
"Maybe you are," Logan said. "I'm heating up." He grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head, then tossed it aside.
Angel took a moment to admire the view. Actually, several moments.
Logan raised his eyebrows. "Want to take a photo?"
"Now you're just distracting me."
"From... me?" Logan asked.
"Okay, point," Angel said. He bent down to start kissing along Logan's chest. "But pictures? Would be nice."
Logan stretched his arms above his head. "Mmm," was all he said.
It was possible that Angel should be patient and pace himself. He did have vague ideas of doing just that. However months of waiting and Logan's warm, inviting pose made it so that those concerns were starting to fly out the window. Instead he began licking and sucking at Logan's nipples.
Logan inhaled sharply and arched his back slightly.
If this was a dream Angel didn't want it to stop. Keeping his eyes on Logan's face, he moved his hand lower to cup and stroke him through his pants.
Logan let his head roll back and his eyes close. "Yes," he whispered.
Logan's affirmation quieted the part of Angel that wondered if Logan really wanted this. He stroked Logan harder, moving his hand slowly so he could watch Logan's reaction to each bit of movement.
Logan pressed his hips upward, against Angel's hand.
"Still don't need to breathe," Angel reminded him, by way of an invitation.
Logan reached down and unbuttoned his fly.
Angel couldn't help it. He chuckled.
Logan lifted his head and gave Angel a questioning look. "What?"
"One of these days you've really got to stop being so shy and just ask for what you want," Angel replied, grinning up at him.
Logan's cheeks turned pink. "If you don't want to..."
Angel felt bad. He moved up to press a kiss to Logan's lips. "I've wanted to for a long, long time."
Logan gave him a puzzled look. "How long?"
Now it was Angel's turn to falter. "Um..."
Logan raised his eyebrows.
Angel mumbled something.
"I couldn't hear that."
"A while?" Angel tried.
"Huh," Logan said.
"Is that a bad thing?" Angel asked.
"No," Logan said. "It's just... it's a surprise, that's all."
"Well I'm told I'm good at hiding my emotions."
Logan chuckled. "I never noticed."
A smile started to touch Angel's lips again. "I'm subtle."
Logan smiled. He propped himself up on his elbows so he could kiss Angel.
Angel kissed him back, making it long and soft and slow.
Logan shifted his weight to one arm so he could run a hand through the back of Angel's hair.
Angel replied to that by deepening the kiss. He also slipped his hand down into the opening of Logan's pants.
Logan let out a pleased moan.
Angel wrapped his hand around him and slowly stroked as he kept kissing Logan.
Logan moved his hips slightly to match the rhythm of Angel's hand.
Once he felt Logan was relaxed enough, Angel moved down to put tongue where hand had been.
Logan's hips jumped at the touch of Angel's mouth. He moaned and relaxed back against the pillows.
Angel followed tongue with lips, moving slowly as he tried to get a feel for what Logan would like.
Logan had a positive response to pretty much everything Angel did with his mouth. Some of the moans and gasps may have been louder than others.
Enjoying himself as much as it sounded like Logan was, Angel continued what he was doing. He added pulses of pressure every now and then. He didn't want Logan to get bored after all.
Bored really wasn't an issue. Logan grasped handfuls of the bedspread and gripped tightly.
Angel pulled back just enough to say, "Come if you want to."
A few more thrusts of the hips and he did just that.
Angel eased him down from the pinnacle of his climax until Logan's body seemed calmer. That done, he sat up enough to look at Logan, patiently waiting until Logan looked back.
Logan sprawled on the bed and looked up at Angel with a lazy smile.
Angel smiled back, then very deliberately swallowed.
Logan grinned. "That not-breathing thing is pretty handy."
Angel lay back on the bed beside Logan. "I haven't even gotten started with that."
Logan's grin widened. "I'll remember that."
"Don't want to use all my tricks in the first go," Angel said. He folded his arms behind his head, using them like a pillow. "You'd get bored."
Logan nodded. "Understandable."
"Of course that does imply doing this again."
"I figured," Logan said. "That might be an option." He looked at Angel, then slid a hand over the front of Angel's pants.
Angel's eyes drew closed. He pressed into Logan's touch. "'Might'?"
Logan opened Angel's fly and slid a hand into the front of his pants. "If you still respect me in the morning," Logan grinned.
"Sure," Angel murmured, a little too distracted to be coherent.
Logan wrapped his hand around Angel's cock and started stroking, slow and steady.
Angel had enough maturity in him to say, "You don't have to." though he didn't sound like he meant it.
"I know," Logan said. He pressed against Angel and nuzzled at his neck while his hand worked.
Angel groaned. He turned to kiss Logan, his hips rocking upward into the touch.
Logan kissed Angel lightly and moved on to the other side of his neck.
This, combined with months of celibacy and longing for Logan, was absolutely tearing through his willpower. He moved his hand over Logan's, encouraging the touch.
Logan's hand sped up and he bit down lightly on Angel's neck.
Angel groaned. "Good way to get me to come," he told Logan.
"Go ahead," Logan murmured, nibbling his way down to Angel's shoulder.
It was a sign of how distracted Angel was that he didn't care that this was a good way to ruin a pair of pants. Or maybe the entire situation had given him a fundamental shift in his priorities. He closed his eyes and just let himself feel Logan's touch, letting it take him wherever Logan was comfortable to go.
Logan kept stroking and moved up to kiss Angel full on the mouth, hard and deep.
Another groan this time, from deep within Angel's body. He clung to Logan, kissing him back, and moving his hips into the touch.
Logan pressed his body against Angel and one leg slid up to rub against Angel's leg.
Angel held him tight, kissed him so hard he was almost biting Logan's lips, then finally shuddered as he came.
Logan continued stroking for a few moments, then slid his hand out of Angel's pants and wrapped his arms around Angel to hold him tight.
Angel savored the moment for as long as his conscience would let him. Then he opened his eyes and looked at Logan. "Sure about this?" he asked, quietly.
"It's weird," Logan admitted. "But I kinda like it." He smiled at Angel.
Angel tugged up the blanket to wrap around them. Not that he was cold, but he figured Logan soon would be. "Yeah," he said, once he was settled with one arm slung around Logan's waist. "Me too."
Being a vampire meant that you knew when the guy you were kissing felt like he was facing a firing squad. Having felt that way around Logan for months, Angel felt sympathy. Also? Protective. Though that part wasn't new.
He pressed a kiss to Logan's forehead. "I'm immortal."
"I know," Logan said.
"Know what it means?"
"You're older than Dick Clark?"
"Actually no," Angel replied. He gave Logan a half-smile. "Means I like taking my time."
"Dick Clark's really older than you?" Logan asked.
"That was even a question?"
"Wow," Logan mused. "And I thought you were old."
"Okay, now your odds of ever getting any are starting to get much smaller."
"Don't you start losing some of that sex drive once you hit 300?" Logan asked.
"Think they're showing hockey on TV?"
Logan grinned at Angel.
Angel grinned back and kissed him again. "Wanna keep doing this for a while?"
Logan nodded.
Angel dropped a hand to Logan's waistband and tugged him towards the bed.
Logan flopped down on the bed next to Angel. "I don't do this with all the vampires," he said.
That got Angel to grin. "Good?"
Logan smiled back and kissed him.
Angel kissed back, this time taking it slow. Part of him wasn't sure if this was real, or if it was going to happen once he and Logan finally stopped. He wanted to savor what he had while he had it.
Logan rested a hand on Angel's waist as they kissed, fingers curling slightly around a bit of shirt.
"Don't go home," Angel murmured, and clearly something was in charge of his mouth today. He didn't know if he could swear to it being his brain, though.
"Home is the Hyperion," Logan said.
Angel had no idea if Logan had said that deliberately in order to get him to kiss Logan harder, but neither did he care.
Logan slid his hand under Angel's shirt, tracing a circle with his fingertips over the cool, smooth skin.
Angel shivered in response to that, but tried to keep himself under control. What he wanted to do involved tearing Logan's clothes off. What he actually did is kept up with the kissing. Willpower was a bitch sometimes.
Logan hesitantly moved his hand forward, over Angel's belly.
Angel lay back on the bed, pillowing his head on one hand. The other he used to keep Logan close, still kissing him and encouraging him to explore.
"What do you want to do?" Logan whispered.
"We're kinda already past a thousand things I never thought would happen," Angel said. "I'm trying not to take advantage here."
Logan smiled and nuzzled at Angel's neck. "When I feel like you're taking advantage, I'll let you know."
Angel felt a shock wave of pleasure go through him. "Okay, yeah... that you could do again."
Logan did.
It felt even better the second time. Angel possibly made a small, high-pitched sound of pleasure. He'd deny the high-pitched part, at least.
Logan chuckled. "A vampire with a neck fetish. Who would've thought?"
"Hey, if I'm boring you over here..."
"I never said I didn't like it," Logan said. He nibbled lightly at the spot where Angel's neck met his collarbone.
"Yeah. Ditto," Angel said, abstractly. Thought was harder than normal for him at the moment.
Logan smiled and kissed his way forward to Angel's Adam's apple.
Angel finally dipped his head down to recapture Logan's mouth, kissing him nice and deeply.
Logan ran a hand over the back of Angel's neck and up into his hair.
Angel moved his hand down Logan's back to cup his ass.
Logan pressed himself against Angel's leg, a little surprised to realize he was hard.
Angel, for his part, was quite pleased that Logan was hard. He moved his hip, giving Logan what he hoped would be welcome friction.
Logan let out a pleased murmur and kissed Angel harder.
Angel smiled at the sound. He dug his fingers in, pulling Logan close.
Logan moved down to kiss Angel's neck again.
Angel tried very hard to keep himself under control. He attempted to think unsexy thoughts. Bad TV. Snow monsters. Parker.
He might've accidentally said all that out loud.
Logan pulled back and stared at him.
Angel looked sheepish. "I was trying not to - you know."
Logan smiled. "Did you have to share?"
"Didn't mean to."
"There are certain images I don't need in my head right now," Logan said, but he leaned in to kiss Angel anyway.
"Normally don't get into trouble for talking," Angel pointed out, kissing him back.
"You should learn to keep your mouth busy," Logan grinned.
"Too early to point out the advantages of me not needing to breathe?"
"I may need a demonstration."
Angel grinned. "Earn it."
Logan slid a hand over the front of Angel's pants.
Angel had been hard already. Now he was harder, aching, and pressing back into Logan's touch.
"Want something?" Logan murmured into his ear.
"That's not obvious?" Angel replied.
"Maybe I want to hear you say it," Logan said.
Easy answer then. "You."
Logan smiled. "Well, that's good, since I'm here."
Even easier answer now. Angel kissed him again, deeply.
Logan kissed back and slid his hand around to grab Angel's ass and pull him closer.
That made Angel's kiss hungrier. He bit and sucked at Logan's lips. He wanted to be gentle, but the idea of bruising him just a little was too tempting.
"It's getting kind of warm in here," Logan murmured.
"Room temperature," Angel reminded him.
"Maybe you are," Logan said. "I'm heating up." He grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head, then tossed it aside.
Angel took a moment to admire the view. Actually, several moments.
Logan raised his eyebrows. "Want to take a photo?"
"Now you're just distracting me."
"From... me?" Logan asked.
"Okay, point," Angel said. He bent down to start kissing along Logan's chest. "But pictures? Would be nice."
Logan stretched his arms above his head. "Mmm," was all he said.
It was possible that Angel should be patient and pace himself. He did have vague ideas of doing just that. However months of waiting and Logan's warm, inviting pose made it so that those concerns were starting to fly out the window. Instead he began licking and sucking at Logan's nipples.
Logan inhaled sharply and arched his back slightly.
If this was a dream Angel didn't want it to stop. Keeping his eyes on Logan's face, he moved his hand lower to cup and stroke him through his pants.
Logan let his head roll back and his eyes close. "Yes," he whispered.
Logan's affirmation quieted the part of Angel that wondered if Logan really wanted this. He stroked Logan harder, moving his hand slowly so he could watch Logan's reaction to each bit of movement.
Logan pressed his hips upward, against Angel's hand.
"Still don't need to breathe," Angel reminded him, by way of an invitation.
Logan reached down and unbuttoned his fly.
Angel couldn't help it. He chuckled.
Logan lifted his head and gave Angel a questioning look. "What?"
"One of these days you've really got to stop being so shy and just ask for what you want," Angel replied, grinning up at him.
Logan's cheeks turned pink. "If you don't want to..."
Angel felt bad. He moved up to press a kiss to Logan's lips. "I've wanted to for a long, long time."
Logan gave him a puzzled look. "How long?"
Now it was Angel's turn to falter. "Um..."
Logan raised his eyebrows.
Angel mumbled something.
"I couldn't hear that."
"A while?" Angel tried.
"Huh," Logan said.
"Is that a bad thing?" Angel asked.
"No," Logan said. "It's just... it's a surprise, that's all."
"Well I'm told I'm good at hiding my emotions."
Logan chuckled. "I never noticed."
A smile started to touch Angel's lips again. "I'm subtle."
Logan smiled. He propped himself up on his elbows so he could kiss Angel.
Angel kissed him back, making it long and soft and slow.
Logan shifted his weight to one arm so he could run a hand through the back of Angel's hair.
Angel replied to that by deepening the kiss. He also slipped his hand down into the opening of Logan's pants.
Logan let out a pleased moan.
Angel wrapped his hand around him and slowly stroked as he kept kissing Logan.
Logan moved his hips slightly to match the rhythm of Angel's hand.
Once he felt Logan was relaxed enough, Angel moved down to put tongue where hand had been.
Logan's hips jumped at the touch of Angel's mouth. He moaned and relaxed back against the pillows.
Angel followed tongue with lips, moving slowly as he tried to get a feel for what Logan would like.
Logan had a positive response to pretty much everything Angel did with his mouth. Some of the moans and gasps may have been louder than others.
Enjoying himself as much as it sounded like Logan was, Angel continued what he was doing. He added pulses of pressure every now and then. He didn't want Logan to get bored after all.
Bored really wasn't an issue. Logan grasped handfuls of the bedspread and gripped tightly.
Angel pulled back just enough to say, "Come if you want to."
A few more thrusts of the hips and he did just that.
Angel eased him down from the pinnacle of his climax until Logan's body seemed calmer. That done, he sat up enough to look at Logan, patiently waiting until Logan looked back.
Logan sprawled on the bed and looked up at Angel with a lazy smile.
Angel smiled back, then very deliberately swallowed.
Logan grinned. "That not-breathing thing is pretty handy."
Angel lay back on the bed beside Logan. "I haven't even gotten started with that."
Logan's grin widened. "I'll remember that."
"Don't want to use all my tricks in the first go," Angel said. He folded his arms behind his head, using them like a pillow. "You'd get bored."
Logan nodded. "Understandable."
"Of course that does imply doing this again."
"I figured," Logan said. "That might be an option." He looked at Angel, then slid a hand over the front of Angel's pants.
Angel's eyes drew closed. He pressed into Logan's touch. "'Might'?"
Logan opened Angel's fly and slid a hand into the front of his pants. "If you still respect me in the morning," Logan grinned.
"Sure," Angel murmured, a little too distracted to be coherent.
Logan wrapped his hand around Angel's cock and started stroking, slow and steady.
Angel had enough maturity in him to say, "You don't have to." though he didn't sound like he meant it.
"I know," Logan said. He pressed against Angel and nuzzled at his neck while his hand worked.
Angel groaned. He turned to kiss Logan, his hips rocking upward into the touch.
Logan kissed Angel lightly and moved on to the other side of his neck.
This, combined with months of celibacy and longing for Logan, was absolutely tearing through his willpower. He moved his hand over Logan's, encouraging the touch.
Logan's hand sped up and he bit down lightly on Angel's neck.
Angel groaned. "Good way to get me to come," he told Logan.
"Go ahead," Logan murmured, nibbling his way down to Angel's shoulder.
It was a sign of how distracted Angel was that he didn't care that this was a good way to ruin a pair of pants. Or maybe the entire situation had given him a fundamental shift in his priorities. He closed his eyes and just let himself feel Logan's touch, letting it take him wherever Logan was comfortable to go.
Logan kept stroking and moved up to kiss Angel full on the mouth, hard and deep.
Another groan this time, from deep within Angel's body. He clung to Logan, kissing him back, and moving his hips into the touch.
Logan pressed his body against Angel and one leg slid up to rub against Angel's leg.
Angel held him tight, kissed him so hard he was almost biting Logan's lips, then finally shuddered as he came.
Logan continued stroking for a few moments, then slid his hand out of Angel's pants and wrapped his arms around Angel to hold him tight.
Angel savored the moment for as long as his conscience would let him. Then he opened his eyes and looked at Logan. "Sure about this?" he asked, quietly.
"It's weird," Logan admitted. "But I kinda like it." He smiled at Angel.
Angel tugged up the blanket to wrap around them. Not that he was cold, but he figured Logan soon would be. "Yeah," he said, once he was settled with one arm slung around Logan's waist. "Me too."