Inspired by a post on Tumblr.
Der, Jules, and Lo all belong to CP Coulter.
"I'm bored, Lo." Julian flopped down across Logan's bed.
"I'm studying." Logan flicked absently through his Chemistry book, not looking up at his whineing boyfriend.
"It's a Friday night; you can study tomorrow." Julian protested, absently sliding a hand up Logan's leg.
Logan snapped the book shut. "How about we play a game?"
Julian raised one eyebrow, intrigued, as he continued tracing patterns on Logan's thigh with his fingertips.
"Too hot." Logan's smiled turned wicked.
"No. You are not playing that while I'm in the room." Derek twirled around in Logan's desk chair.
"Then leave the room." Logan suggested, not breaking eye contact with Julian.
"You're on, Wright." Julian sat up and swung his knee over so he was straddling Logan's lap. "First person to touch loses, winner gets to do whatever they want."
Logan's smirked and leaned in, breath ghosting over Julian's lips. "Ready?"
"Guys! Come on, please? Can't we just study? Watch a movie?" Derek was ignored as Julian leaned in and flicked his tongue against Logan's bottom lip.
Derek left as nosily as he could, slamming books and shoving Logan's chair against the desk, pausing the mutter something about horny teenagers before he slammed the door shut. Julian pulled away with a soft giggle. Logan leaned forward and captured his lips again, this time more forcefully.
Logan took his time tracing his tongue against Julian's lips before sliding inside his mouth. Julian responded enthusiastically, rubbing his tongue against Logan's, hands clenched tightly against his own legs.
Julian pulled back an nipped gently at Logan's bottom lip, staring heavily into Logan's eyes. "I love you."
Logan ghosted his lips against Julian's. "I love you too."
Julian crashed his lips back against Logan's and his hands shot up to grip and Julian's hips. He groaned and pulled away when he realized what he'd done.
Julian was sporting a triumphant grin. "I believe the deal was winner gets to do whatever they want? Geez, Lo. You didn't even last five minutes."
Logan's breath hitched in his throat and Julian traced a finger down his chest. "What can I say, can't keep my hands off you."
"That was the worst line ever." Julian informed him, leaning in for another kiss and his talented fingers slid under the waistband of Logan's jeans.
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