So, this is kind of a sequel to The Best-Laid Plans. Except not really. It's more like a one-shot of their relationship. I plan to write more with them, like more random one-shots of their life in Austin together. They will be under this story title. Though, they won't be very frequent.
Also, I'm sorry about not updating Tighter yet. I've had really bad neck pains and writing kills it. But I've had this story done for a very long time, I just never posted it, because I'm incredibly nervous about it. So, we'll see what happens.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the plot.
"Hey, Kendall. I'm back!" Logan announces as he enters their apartment.
"Ah, what took so long?" Kendall questions, walking down the hallway and into the living room.
Logan groans. "There was a huge line."
"Oh. Well, at least it's done and now you have a Texas I.D."
"Does this make me a Texan?"
"You can be a cowboy if you want," he smirks.
Logan rolls his eyes.
Kendall laughs and walks over, giving him a quick kiss. "Hungry?"
Logan nods. "Starving. I didn't eat lunch."
"Well good, because I got us dinner."
"What did you get?"
Kendall walks into the kitchen, grabbing a box and opening it up for Logan to see.
"A pizza? In the shape of a heart?"
"Not just any pizza, it's a margherita pizza."
Logan chuckles. "How did you get them to make it like that?"
"Friends with the guy who makes them."
"You're friends with everyone."
"Well, it comes in handy, doesn't it?"
"Yes, it does. So, what's the occasion?" Logan questions the pizza in the heart shape, even though he knows exactly why Kendall had it made for today.
"Um...it's..."
Logan laughs out. "I'm kidding. You should know me well enough by now, that you'd know, I know what today is."
"There was a lot of 'knows' in that sentence."
Logan rolls his eyes, smiling.
"But see, that's why I was confused. So, what is today then, brainiac?"
Logan grins. "You tell me."
Every second of every day, Logan feels like he needs to pinch himself. It still baffles him how lucky he is. Why Kendall chose him and how everything ended up being so perfect, even though at the beginning nothing was perfect. He tries not to question it, but it still lingers in his brain.
Kendall sighs and then smiles. "It's the one-year anniversary of the first, and certainly not the last, time you didn't listen to me."
Logan gasps. "How was I supposed to know what 'on your left' meant?"
"Oh, Logan. But, I'm glad you didn't. Or else, we wouldn't be here together right now."
"True." He smiles, walking over to Kendall. Once Kendall sets the pizza back in the kitchen, Logan wraps his arms around Kendall's waist.
Kendall places a kiss to Logan's temple. "So, do you want to celebrate now or later?" he whispers in his ear.
"Mmm, now." He pulls away slightly, looking up into Kendall's green eyes.
"What about the pizza?"
Logan grins. "Put it in the fridge. We'll need a late night snack."
Kendall smirks, pushing Logan to the table. Once the back of his legs hit it, Logan looks up. Pure lust fills in both of their eyes. Kendall brings his hand to the back of Logan's neck and pulls their lips together.
The kiss is full of passion and desire, but that feeling of complete and total love never fades. It's always there, every moment of every day.
Logan bites Kendall's bottom lip, making him growl and his hips jerk forward.
Kendall's hands travel down Logan's chest, slowly bringing them under his shirt. Feeling Logan's skin under his palms, never getting enough of it.
Logan pulls away, panting and trying to move so he can drag Kendall to their room. But Kendall stops him. "How 'bout we do it right here?" His voice low and rough.
"Kendall," Logan whines, suddenly ruining their moment. "We are not having sex in the dining room."
"Why not?"
"Why would you want to?"
"Keeps things exciting." He smirks, still rubbing his hands all over Logan's chest.
"Oh." Logan frowns.
Kendall drops his hands. "What?"
"It's...just..." He doesn't know how to say what he wants to, without sounding like a whiny girl."...it's not exciting anymore?"
Kendall rolls his eyes, but smiles. "Logan," he sighs out, cupping Logan's face and pulls him into a soft kiss. When he leans back, he stares right into Logan's brown eyes. "Everything is exciting with you. Even just watching a movie at home together."
"You're not bored of me?"
"Logan. God no. That's impossible."
"Why are so many things impossible to you?"
He gives a small smile. "Logan."
Logan sighs and looks at the ground.
"Listen, I only said to keep it exciting, because..." he lifts up Logan's chin. Kendall's eyes are filled with lust and he leans forward, their faces almost touching. "...I want to fuck you on our table."
Logan's breath catches and he gasps. "Kendall!"
"What?"
"You're an idiot." He mutters, but a smile plays at his lips.
"You love me."
Logan looks up into those green eyes, that have gone slightly dark. "I do."
Kendall grins and closes the distance between them again. "And I love you," he mumbles against Logan's lips.
"Mmm." It's all Logan can get out before Kendall is pushing his tongue into Logan's mouth.
The mood is instantly back and the heat between them seems to be growing more intense by the second.
When Kendall pushes Logan onto the table, Logan doesn't resist. Kendall clears some of the things that are in the way, making it a little more comfortable for Logan.
Once Logan is lying completely spread out on their dining room table, Kendall nearly loses it. He sees Logan panting, eyes blown wide and his legs parted slightly.
Kendall groans at the sight and goes in to attack Logan's neck. He starts out with small bites on the skin, but hearing the moans that are spilling out of Logan's mouth, he begins to suck hard.
Logan shifts his hips, trying to get some more friction going between the both of them. They slowly start to rock together, keeping a steady pace.
Kendall still has one leg on the ground, trying not to put all his weight on the table. But as they continue to thrust their hips in time, the table makes a slight creak.
Logan instantly pushes Kendall off him, practically jumping from the table.
"What?" Kendall asks, his slight annoyance from Logan stopping them again coming through.
"If we actually tried anything on there, I'm pretty sure we would break the table."
"So?"
"Kendall."
"Fine." He rolls his eyes, but looks down and notices the still apparent bulge in Logan's jeans and can feel his own in his. He strolls over to Logan. "Okay. Bedroom. Now."
He can hear the desperation in Kendall's voice, but in his eyes he can tell that Kendall really does want to have sex somewhere different. He doesn't really understand why, but he can kind of see the fun in changing it up a little. "What about the couch?"
Kendall grins, pulling Logan to him and crashing their lips together. Again. He glides his hands down Logan's body, gripping his hips before moving lower, pulling up slightly. Logan gets the hint and jumps up, wrapping his legs around Kendall's waist.
Kendall walks them to the couch, slowly lowering him down and crawling in between his legs.
They both pull away, trying to get their shirts off as quickly as possible. Once the clothing has hit the ground, both are fumbling with the buttons on their jeans.
Soon, both are wearing nothing except their underwear. But Kendall stands up from the couch and hooks his fingers in the waist band of his boxers, ever so slowly pushing them down his legs.
Logan is just lying there, trying to catch his breath, but that's impossible with Kendall standing in their living room, completely naked.
He's seen Kendall with nothing on before, but every time, it feels like the first.
Kendall climbs back on top of Logan and inches his hands down Logan's chest and stops at the top of his underwear. As he slides them down, he moves his mouth back to Logan's neck.
They stay like that for awhile. Back to rocking their hips in time together, with Kendall nipping at Logan's skin and Logan clawing Kendall's back.
Kendall knows though, that if they keep this up, it will be over too soon. They've still not been able to control themselves around each other. Every time they are together, it's just like the first. So he decides to hurry, but realizes the lube is in their bedroom. He debates about getting it, but that would require them to stop again and he can't do it. So, he uses saliva to prepare Logan.
Soon Logan is whining and writhing underneath Kendall and gasping out his name. Kendall sits back on the couch and stares at Logan, before he starts to get himself ready.
Logan's eyelids are just barely open, chest rising and falling quickly, while one leg is hooked over the couch and the other is bent up, nearly on the edge of the couch.
Kendall has gotten so caught up in watching Logan, that he didn't notice how impatient Logan was getting. But he realizes it when Logan's hands are sliding up his legs and his member is engulfed by his mouth.
"Jesus, Logan!" he cries out, his hand going to Logan's hair.
Logan's gotten more comfortable with giving Kendall blow jobs. It took him awhile to even try, because he didn't want to make a fool out of himself, but Kendall reassured him he would be amazing. Apparently, he's a natural.
Logan's mouth hasn't even been on him for very long, but he's nearly going over the edge. He's never seen Logan just take control and surprise him like that. It's always the other way around. But he loves this side of him. "Logan...you...God, you have to stop."
Logan pulls off him, looking up into his eyes and nods. He knows why Kendall needed to stop. He's been there one too many times.
Kendall tries to push him back, but Logan stops him and climbs on top of his lap.
Logan's hands are on the side of Kendall's head, gripping onto the armrest.
They sit there, staring into each other's eyes. Those eyes that speak every word. All they have to do is just look into them and they know just what the other is thinking. Both of them are suddenly so lost in the gaze, they almost forget what they were just doing, only seconds before.
But soon enough, they both come back to reality, pressing their lips together as Logan lowers himself onto Kendall. They both wait, to give him time adjust and all the while, their mouths are still moving with each other's.
Finally, Logan raises himself up and back down. His thrusts down are met with Kendall's hips coming up.
They find the perfect rhythm, meeting each other perfectly.
Kendall's hands are running over Logan's back, while Logan has taken one hand off the armrest to run it through Kendall's hair.
The apartment is filled with the noise from the two. All their moans and whines are made into the other's mouth. Still not wanting to completely break away from their kiss.
And it's another one of those moments that seems to last forever and not long enough.
When they both come together, it feels perfect, yet wrong. They want the feeling of being together to last forever, but their bodies have told them it's enough for now.
Logan lies down on Kendall's chest, panting. Both of their chests and breathing becoming one. Neither want to move. The feeling of being together is just too perfect.
Soon, Logan finally pulls back and off Kendall, while Kendall kisses Logan's whimper away from the loss.
Logan curls into Kendall's side, his head resting on his chest, while Kendall grabs the blanket from the back of the couch and wraps it around them.
Kendall runs his hand through Logan's hair, looking down to see his eyes closed. He lies there listening to the sound of Logan's breathing, and a smile forms. He cannot believe how everything changed. Sure, it was in a year, but it feels like it was weeks ago that he was showing Logan how to get back to his dorm.
It may have taken them six months to finally get together, but it was all worth it and he wouldn't change anything for the world.
Logan stirs slightly. "I'm going to have to wash these cushions tomorrow," he mumbles into Kendall's chest.
Kendall laughs. "Is it time for our late night snack?"
Logan glances up at him and smirks. "Not yet." He stands up from the couch, smiling as Kendall frowns.
Kendall watches him walk into their bedroom and he hears the water from the shower come on. He's a bit disappointed that Logan has left to take a shower, instead of cuddling with him.
But his frown disappears when he hears Logan's voice from the bathroom. "Are you coming or what?"
He grins, jumping off the couch and all but sprints to the bathroom.
Yeah, Kendall's definitely lucky, and they still have all night to celebrate.