AN: RPS; Ahh, uhm. This is the first story I've ever written. I'd really love some critique and such. If you see any mistakes, please tell meee. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own anything here but the story :P
The first time it happens is right after their seventh concert. Carlos is walking into the dressing room, and almost immediately after the door shuts behind him, he's slammed up against it by strong hands. He comes face to face with a glaring Logan, and his eyes widen.
"You." Logan practically growls at him.
Carlos stutters out a soft, "L-Logan?" before Logan's pressing completely against him, and his breath catches in his throat.
"You think I don't notice?" Logan asks, and Carlos swears he can actually feel the boy's glare piercing through him.
He bites his lip softly, watching as Logan's gaze lowers to his mouth. "N-notice what?" he asks, mentally cursing himself for not being able to keep his voice steady.
Logan's gaze returns to his eyes, and if Carlos was being completely honest with himself, Logan was actually starting to scare him.
He reaches a hand up to Carlos' face, and Carlos flinches slightly. But then Logan's glare morphs into a sly smirk, and his hand is on the Latino's cheek, thumb softly caressing his cheekbone. "The lingering touches, the longing looks.."
Carlos can feel his face heat up, and he takes a shaky breath, mumbling, "I.. I don't-"
"Don't pretend you don't know what I mean, Carlos." Logan interrupts, pressing his forehead against the Latino's cheek. "You're such a damn tease." He emphasizes this with a light kiss to Carlos' jaw.
Carlos can't help the quiet moan he lets out. He feels his heart pounding in his chest, and he takes in a deep breath. He had been expecting Logan to be disgusted with him if he ever realized how Carlos felt, but not this. Definitely not this.
Logan pulls away just enough to look Carlos in the eyes again, and he grins ferally when he sees the look of confusion plastered on the boy's face. He slowly runs his thumb across Carlos' bottom lip, and Carlos turns his head away.
"Logan.. I.." Carlos tries to speak, but his mind's way too scrambled to even think properly. He looks down at the floor, almost pouting. Before he has time to protest, his head is tilted back up, and there's a pair of warm lips pressed against his.
Carlos freezes, and after a few seconds Logan pulls back to look the Latino in the eyes. They stay that way for a good five seconds, and then Carlos is the one leaning up to kiss Logan.
It's slow, and sweet, and Carlos feels like he's floating. His eyes slip closed and his arms circle around Logan's neck, and he's pretty sure this is the best he's ever felt. That is, until Logan's tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip, and he slips a knee between Carlos' thighs.
The Latino gasps softly, and Logan takes the opportunity to delve into his mouth, pressing his knee against Carlos harder.
Carlos' head falls back against the door, and he doesn't even try to hold back his moan this time. Logan switches to pressing hot kisses down his neck, softly biting down when he reaches the Latino's shoulder. He pulls back to watch Carlos as his knee rotates just the slightest bit.
"L-Logaaan.." Carlos whines, pressing more against said male's knee, and his head drops to Logan's shoulder. Logan just hums, a soft, "Hmm?", and Carlos bites down just behind Logan's ear. He grins at the groan that comes from Logan, who replaces the knee between Carlos' legs with his palm.
"A-aah.." Carlos cries out softly, and kisses along Logan's throat, slipping a hand under his shirt to feel the firm muscle there. Logan's breath hitches when Carlos lightly pinches a nipple, and he squeezes Carlos a little harder through his jeans.
"Shit, Logan." Carlos groans out, leaning up to feverishly kiss the taller male. Logan suddenly backs away, however, causing Carlos to frown.
"Logie..?" He asks, and Logan just smiles and shakes his head, giving the Latino a quick kiss and whispering, "Kendall and James."
Carlos tilts his head in confusion, before nodding in understanding when he hears Kendall's heavy footsteps from down the hall. He sits on the sofa, crossing his legs in the hope of hiding his 'problem'. Logan smirks at him, winking, then sits next to him as Kendall and James walk into the dressing room.
James takes a glance at both of them, then frowns slightly, saying, "You okay, Carlitos? You look like you're about to pass out."
Carlos wants so bad to glare at Logan for being able to look so calm. Instead, he links his hands in his lap and nods. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just, uh-"
Logan's smirk only becomes more smug. "He's not feeling too great. Just needs to cool down. Right, Carlitos?"
The Latino clenches his hands, but fakes a small smile, nodding slowly. "Yeah.."
James and Kendall glance at one another, before shrugging in unison.
"Okay. Well, the limo's waiting for us outside." Kendall says, walking back to the door, James following behind him. Kendall stops just before he closes the door, glancing back at Carlos and Logan. "Oh, and uh," He smirks. "Don't take too long 'cooling down'." Both Carlos and Logan can hear their laughter as they retreat down the hall.
Carlos glares at Logan, cheekbones painted a deep scarlet. "You're a dick." He says, swatting at Logan's arm.
Logan grins at this, grabbing Carlos' waist and tugging him close. "And you love it." He nips at Carlos' bottom lip, then walks towards the door. "C'mon, Carlitos. Wouldn't want Kendall and James to think we were doing anything in here, now would we?" He laughs and leaves as Carlos huffs quietly, following him down the hall.
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