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I'm sorry it took so long to update, between school and other private issues, I just haven't had the motivation/time to update. But, hopefully I have my writing mojo back now, but no promises.
There may be only a few chapters left of this story, at least of what I have planned out. But that may change? Who knows… I do have an idea for another story coming soon.
Once again, as always, a huge thank you to my amazing best friend Christa (ilovecarlospena93) for all her help in this story, and this chapter.
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James decides to treat Logan out on a date for their one-month anniversary. This is a big deal for James, being that his longest relationship never lasted for more than one night. He had to make sure everything was perfect, he's never done this before. One last mirror check before he left, he deemed himself perfect, and went on his way to pick up Logan.
"Agh, damnit! Well this fucking sucks" James mutters as he slams his cell phone back down in the cup holder. He just realized his cell phone is dead, and is unable to let Logan know he will be late because of traffic. James and Logan don't live far from each other, and there's usually no traffic, but for some reason today, there is. Now he just hopes and prays that Logan doesn't think he stood him up, or forgot about him. James knows how much this night means to him, he doesn't want to let Logan down. But finally after an hour drive (which normally takes maybe 10 minutes) James finally arrives at Logan's apartment. After James's explanation to Logan, they two are on their way to Le Jardin Paradis, a fancy French restaurant James knows Logan will enjoy.
James drops his name at the hostess stand, and there seems to be a little problem.
"Sir, there are no reservations here by the name of Diamond." The hostess mentions to James.
"Uh, there should be, I called a week ago for a Diamond party of two."
"Sir, the only name I see here is a Donald party of two, but they are an hour late."
"Well, hmmm, let's think about it, Donald sounds like the product of someone's fucked up hearing on the phone, and we are an hour late because it's LA, the traffic is shit in LA! Now please, you seem like a very nice person, is there any possible way we could get a table? I could make it worth your while?" James pleaded with the hostess, reaching into his wallet to thumb through the bills.
There is a few seconds hesitation between James handing the hostess what looks to be a twenty-dollar bill and the hostess literally jumping on top of James.
"Well, you know we can always take that table, James Diamond, and make it a private party." The hostess says seductively. James has no clue how this even happened.
Logan, clearly not liking this, barges in and says "Get the fuck off my boyfriend, and sit us at that table of two please. There are people here who are starving. And what makes you think he'd go for your sorry piece of ass? It's our one month anniversary, and well it may not mean anything to you, it surely means a lot to the two of us, so excuse us." And he grabs James's wrist and drags the two of them to the table, clearly not needing the hostess to seat them.
James blinks, clearly not knowing the strength that Logan could posses. He doesn't know whether to be proud, or to be turned on. Even though it's more of the latter, James calms himself down, knowing later he'll make up for it. His plans don't end after dinner; he plans on going all night. As the two look at the menu, Logan seems to be playing with the table, which seems to be a bit wobbly. However, they make do and move on with their dinner.
"My OCD can't handle this table." James states as he pushes against the wooden surface, making it tip precariously back and forth.
"Wobbly table or not, this is perfect James! I can't wait to see what else you have up your sleeve!" Logan answers, chuckling softly as his boyfriend continues to push on the table. James looks up and smiles softly at his date, but what he doesn't expect is the insecurity to creep in when he sees the expectation in Logan's eyes, and just how much he is looking forward to this. What if James couldn't pull everything he had planned off? What if Logan hated everything? What if he broke up with James because he was so disgusted by everything? James felt beads of sweat start to form on his brow as all these thoughts swarmed his mind, his hands beginning to tremble.
The waiter comes to drop off their two complimentary glasses of water before each man decides on splitting a bottle of Merlot as their choice of drink for the evening. As they're waiting for their wine, James's throat goes dry and decides to take a swig of water. But, due to the trembling of James's hands and the condensation from the water glass, the glass slides out of James's hand, rolls onto the table, and splashes all over Logan's khaki pants.
"Oh my GOD, Logan! I am so sorry!" James yelps as he flies across the table, cloth napkin in hand, and starts to dry off Logan's wet pants. More specifically, his wet crotch. From all the commotion James had caused, every head in the dining hall was turned to the couple; Logan blushing deeply as his body naturally reacts to James ministrations.
"Ugh, James. You might want to take your seat. As kind as your gesture is, what you're doing right now does not look very good." Logan croaked out, pushing against James. The brunette finally realized what he was doing looked really, REALLY bad to the public eye.
"Oh." He whimpered, as he slowly climbed off Logan and returned to his seat, somehow blushing harder than Logan. Seems like nothing is going right tonight.
After each respected man calms down, the waiter returns with their drinks and promptly takes their orders for their meal. James decides on ordering a filet mignon while Logan decides on ordering a salmon, one of the house specials for the night. The waiter walks away, leaving James and Logan to continue on with the night.
In the midst of an awkward silence between the two men, the waiter comes rushing back.
"I'm so terribly sorry, but we are all out of the salmon for the night. Is there anything else I can get you?" the waiter pleadingly asks of Logan.
"No salmon? No SALMON? Seriously? Are you fucking joking right now? What the hell, man, is there some salmon shortage that we weren't informed about? Did the salmon not swim upstream and SPAWN? Logan wants salmon, and my Logie gets what he wants, so I DEMAND salmon, damnit!" James shouted, flying up from his chair to get in the poor waiter's face.
"James, god, calm down! I will order something else! You're making a scene." Logan loudly whispers the last part.
"Oh" James looks around the restaurant, he takes note on how some people are enjoying the spectacle while some are pretending they're not listening but you totally know they are, and some are just involved within themselves not caring what else is going on in the restaurant. He quickly takes a seat while Logan orders another fish dish from the menu. As the waiter hastily retreats to the kitchen.
The previous awkward silence returned with a vengeance, James mentally kicking himself for ruining what was supposed to be the perfect date. That's when he heard a small snort from Logan. He looked up to see Logan's face contorted in holding back laughter, but as soon as their eyes met, Logan lost it.
"Oh my god, if you weren't so damn adorable, this would be classified as the worst date ever!" Logan blurts out after he gets his laughter under control.
James, clearly offended by Logan's outburst, slid out of his seat and stormed off to the bathroom.
James stood in front of the large mirror, staring at his reflection, trying to get his raging emotions under control. He was so embarrassed that this was turning out to be such a shitty date. They hadn't even gotten through their meal, and it was ruined beyond repair. He turned on the water, splashing the cool liquid onto his still blushing cheeks, taking the edge off the burn. Looking back up, he saw Logan pop his head into the room.
"Knock knock!" He called out, entering fully, before wrapping his arms around James' lean frame.
"I'm sorry for laughing. It wasn't meant maliciously." Logan apologizes, trying to make James feel better.
James leans into Logan's embrace. "I know, I'm just so fed up with myself right now. This never happens to me, I'm usually the king of suave and everything usually goes my way. But the one time it actually means something, it all goes to shit. I'm sorry Logan, I wanted you to have a good memory of our one month anniversary.
"The night is still young." Logan whispers into James's ear, leaving James flustered and turned on once again. How James is going to get through this dinner, no one will ever know.
The two men return to the table hand in hand, all ready to finish the rest of their disastrous fancy meal. But, the night seems to turn around when the meal was served, each man eating his ordered dish. The rest of the meal was filled with mindless banter, good food, and really good wine. James insisted on paying the bill, saying, "that he was the man" in this relationship, which Logan responded to by rolling his eyes, and relenting the fight.
"So, your place or mine?" James suggests when they reach James's car.
"Uhhhh, I guess yours is fine."
"Awesome, I just don't want this night to end. Can you spend the night?"
Logan's eyes bug out, clearly misinterpreting James's suggestion. Logan's clearly not ready to have sex with James just yet, but he's almost there.
"I don't know if I'm ready to take that step with you yet, I mean we've only been together a month. Let's just let the chips fall where they may." Logan reasons with James.
"Johnny Cash called, he wants his song back." James teases Logan.
"What's with you and your hatred towards my metaphors."
"Sorry we're all not smart like you Logan, but truthfully your metaphors are cute, you're so damn adorable, I just love making you laugh."
"Let's be serious here, back to the situation at hand, I'm not ready to go all the way just yet, but I will be eventually." Logan amends
"So you're not ready to just sleep with me in a bed all night where we could possibly cuddle? And actually cuddle this time, instead of me being a drunken retard?" James teases Logan.
Logan, clearly feeling foolish from the misunderstanding, blushes and says "Oh, well I guess that can't hurt."
"Awesome, this will be fun, I promise." James promises Logan.
They make their way back to James's apartment, where they quickly make themselves comfortable. James lends Logan a pair of his sweats and they both quickly change into them.
"How about a movie? Your choice?" James asks Logan.
"Sure, sounds nice." Logan chooses a DVD and places it in the DVD player. James scoots over on the couch, leaving room for Logan. However, once Logan sits, James puts his arm around him, engulfing him in James's arms. They watch most of the movie this way, but then Logan seems to get an idea. He reaches up and plants an unexpected, but surely not unwelcomed kiss on James's lips. As they proceed, things start to get a little heated. James pauses their ministrations and looks Logan dead in the eyes.
"Logan, what are you doing? Not that I don't love what you're doing" James asks, clearly amused and curious.
"Just sit back and relax, you've had a stressful night, let me make it up to you." Logan says in his best seductive voice. James almost bursts out laughing at Logan's attempt at being sultry. But nonetheless, he bits his lip, and lets Logan continue with what he has planned.
After a few minutes of just kissing, Logan slowly maneuvers his way onto James's lap, trying to get as much as he can out of the moment. When Logan feels he's ready to proceed, his right hand travels down from James's hand, to James's right peck, down James's obvious six-packed chest, making its final destination at James's crotch. James moans in appreciation, and Logan can tell why, James is hard. Logan softly palms James's crotch, all the while James's moans are getting louder.
"Common Logie, stop teasing." James demands.
"Just wait, we aren't finished." Logan teases.
Logan then slips his hand underneath the waistband of James's sweats, feeling how James is indeed going commando under the sweats. He's taken a back for a moment, but then proceeds with confidence as he maneuvers his hand around James's flesh. He feels for the first time what James has to offer, and as far as he can tell, James surely isn't lacking in the size department. No wonder why all the ladies and men love him. He puts that thought away as he continues stroking James, loving the way James sounds when he moans, he's addicted to that sound. He feels James's precum dripping down the shaft, using it as lubrication. Wondering how James tastes, Logan lowers his head down to James's tip, licking hesitantly. When Logan deems the taste bearable, he continues down the entire length of James's penis, trying to fit as much as he can in without gagging. He manages to get most of James down, and James tries as hard as he can not to thrust into Logan's mouth, no matter how warm and inviting Logan is. Logan adds some sucking and pressure onto James's dick, hoping James loves his attempt at a blowjob.
"Ngh, Logan, so good… Where did you learn how to do this?" James asks in between moans. It's truthfully amazing how James was able to form a sentence.
Logan pops James out of his mouth, making an erotic pop, "Oh you know, at some place." Logan winks "Now, let me finish you off."
Logan picks up where he left off, moving up and down the shaft of James's dick. Logan can tell James is close, but he wants to prolong it as long as he can, knowing an orgasm always is more powerful when it's more built up (he is a doctor after all). He hums around James's dick, knowing the vibrations will make James feel more at pleasure.
"Logan, I'm so close… help me." James pleads
Logan answers to James's plea and amps up his sucking and stroking. Not even a minute later, James whimpers and lets out some sort of warning as he cums powerfully into Logan's mouth. Logan takes it like a champ, swallowing all James has to offer, while milking James for all he has. Once James complains of being too sensitive, Logan releases James and pulls up his pants.
James, clearly sated and speechless, "Logan… how?"
"Just enjoy the surprise and lets finish the movie, eh?"
As they both notice the movie title screen playing on the tv, the two quietly shut the tv off and make their way into James's bedroom. The two of them relax into bed, while James pulls Logan into his chest. Logan listens to James's heart, and feels he can get used to listening to this every night.
"Oh… my god… Logan… You must be hard? Do you want me to…" James asks.
"Don't worry, we have all night." Logan winks.
James fulfills his wish, as the two both spend the night sated, warm, and most of all, together.