Disclaimer: Do not own any of the BTR boys or company.

Pairings: Kogan

Warnings: Swearing/major sexual situations/boy x boy.

Note 1: Requesting is now closed. I have a few more requests I have left to write, but I am not taking anymore requests. Thank you to all of you who requested and reviewed. :)

Note2: This story is a long awaited request by IceRush (Joey), who is a wonderful reviewer and awesome supporter! I'm really sorry it has taken so long. Thank you so much for your request and all your support. You are seriously amazing and I 3 you :) This story takes place after Santa Baby (Chapter 5 Logan dressed as an elf) and Here Come's Peter Cottontail (Chapter 9 Logan dressed as a bunny). Enjoy!

Story: Make a Wish

Pairing: Kogan

Wearer: Kendall

Outfit: Kendall!Leprechaun

Logan yawned as he opened the door to the apartment 2J, covering his mouth with one hand and turning the knob with the other. He was beat. Four hours straight at the library working on a term paper about the geographic attributes that led to the destruction of Pompeii. An interesting subject, but long with an enormous amount of material.

Luckily school was going to be finished in a couple of months. Not just over, but graduation. The start of a new chapter in his life. One that Logan hoped desperately Kendall would want to continue to be a part of. But, he kept those sorts of thoughts quiet. He and Kendall hadn't talked much about the future, and Logan was a bit fearful as to what his blond lover had to say about it. For now, he was just enjoying the time they had together.

He shut the door with his foot, using both hands to run through his hair in an attempt to stay awake until he made it to his bedroom. He started walking towards the hallway that led to his room, when he noticed something off about his home.

It was quiet.

...To quiet.

He blinked a few times to take in the sight. Living room? Empty of James and Carlos battling each other with their latest video game. Kitchen? Void of the scrumptious scents from Mama Knights latest meal. Dinning room table? Absent the youngest Knight on her laptop, doing 'homework' in the form of online blackjack. Please, no one got that excited about figuring out algebra.

And Kendall. No sign of Kendall waiting for Logan to come home. It was, apparently, normal for Kendall to hang about the rooms near the front door when his boyfriend was gone, silently awaiting his return. Logan only knew this from James, who often commented about how Kendall seemed like a lost puppy when Logan was absent. He would sit on the orange couch in a quiet funk, or bother his mother or sister to keep him occupied. It was not unusual for him to glance longingly at the front door, or jump a bit if he heard a sound that resembled someone outside the door.

Logan thought it endearing, and knew never to mention it to their leader.

He pulled out his phone, checking it for messages, but found none. With a confused frown, he merely shrugged and decided it was all for the better, now that he could sleep without worry of loud noises from these rooms drifting to his own.

Sliding off his back pack, and kicking off his chucks as he headed down the hallway, he allowed himself one more yawn, reaching his arms out high to stretch the kinks from the long hours at the library out of his body.

Finishing his yawn with a sigh, he grabbed the bedroom door handle and opened it.

Then...whoa.

"K-Kendall?"

He reached his hands to his face, rubbing his eyes with his heels and shaking his head. No..no. He must have fallen asleep at the library. Yep. He must still be there, passed out in the study cubicle. That is the only explanation for...well...this.

The room was covered in green shamrocks, the shiny flimsy kind that come from long rows used in parties. They had been tapped along the wall, and scattered on the floor. Also, tiny gold coins, which upon further acknowledgment were actually little chocolate doubloons, covered his bed.

And Kendall. There was Kendall.

"Top o'the morning to ya lad." His green eyed Adonis of a boyfriend said in a poorly executed Irish accent. He was sitting on the edge of their bed, decked out in green pants attached to suspenders over his bare chest. He wore black boots the same shade as the black top hat perched upon his blond head. A tiny little shamrock was pinned to the hat. In his hands, he held a little black pot.

"W-what's all this?" Logan asked after he opened his eyes and found, to his immense confusion, that it was all still there. "What are you doing?"

If Kendall's smirk faltered a bit, yet he recovered so quickly Logan wasn't sure it even happened.

"Do you remember Christmas?" Kendall asked.

What kind of question was that? Logan went through a sudden mix of emotions at that question because indeed, how could he forget that he dressed up like an elf to have hot, amazing sex with his boyfriend dressed as Santa? Honestly, it was just one of those things a person doesn't forget.

"I seem to have a small recollection of it." Logan muttered, earning a grin from his lover.

"I told you I had an idea for St. Patrick's day." He shifted the pot so it was resting on his knee, then picked up a shiny shamrock on the floor by his feet. "It is one of my favorite holidays."

Quirking an eyebrow in question as he closed the door behind him, lest one of his family members came home, he never took his eyes of Kendall. "Is it now?"

Holding the shamrock close to his face, Kendall whispered huskily, "Well...it does have a lot of green attributed to it. My favorite color." He glared at Logan, his green eyes fierce next to the shamrock.

The shorter of the two had to hold in a breath. He could see so much lust and want in those green eyes, now sharp and clear.

"S-so you want to celebrate St. Patrick's day?" Logan asked lamely, not sure how to proceed. Kendall was normally the one who took control of their whole dressing up fetish aspect of their relationship. And, truthfully, he didn't really know how to make a St. Patrick's day dress up kinky. The elf and bunny outfits were easy, but this? Considering it being practically a religious holiday in Boston and frats using it as another excuse to party, he didn't really know who or how people celebrated this holiday. There was drinking involved, and leprechauns...hence his boyfriends outfit. Shamrocks...a pot of gold?

"Yep. Which means you get a wish." Kendall's words cut off Logan's train of thought, which he was grateful for. He knew his mind well enough that he could get lost in there for hours. It was one of the reasons he loved being with Kendall. The boy could drag him out of there faster than anyone else.

"A wish?" Logan commented, folding his arms in thought. "Like a genie?"

Shaking his head, Kendall answered, "No silly. You only get one wish, cause you found your pot of gold. That's how the story goes. A pot of gold and a wish."

Logan wasn't sure if there was any truth to his boyfriends words. He personally couldn't recall any story or myth involving leprechauns and wishes, but decided to let it slide for the possibility of imminent sex on the horizon.

At that thought, he woke up considerably more.

"Okay...I think I know what wish I want." Logan smiled, going over to Kendall and taking the little black pot, filled with more chocolate doubloons, out of the boys hands to place it gently on the floor. He swung himself onto Kendall's lap, straddling the blond. He could hear some of the candy fall from the bed onto the floor at that movement, but ignored it.

"Oh yeah?" Kendall whispered, sliding his long fingers onto Logan's bottom to pull him in closer. "What's that?"

"The only thing I wish for, more than anything else in the world..." Logan began, carding his hands through the blond locks he loved so much., "is a kiss." He finished his words in a whisper, before leaning down and taking his wish by the lips.

Kendall let out a little whimper of surprise, but obliged. He was, after all, supposed to be granting Logan his wish. He was obligated to make sure it was carried out properly.

Taking his time with the kiss, Logan explored Kendall's mouth with the expertise of a perfectionist. His lips mimicking his hands movements in Kendall's hair. He loved playing with the blonds lips, nipping and sucking at the right times. He enjoyed using his tongue to engage in a slight battle with Kendall's, before running it across the roof of his mouth.

After a good minute or two of this, Logan pulled back, his eyes hazy and his breath fast. "That...that was..." he began, but was cut off as Kendall pulled him in again for another kiss, simultaneously rolling them both so that Logan was now on his back with Kendall flush against him. Logan knew it didn't take much to get Kendall going, and had no qualms about this change in position.

Actually, as he was enjoying the progression of their actions, thoughts about how to make this situation more St. Patrick...y were gone. He thrust his hips up into Kendall's, causing their erections to brush deliciously against each other. The taller of the two moaned out Logan's name, pulling away from his bruised lips to begin a long trail along Logan jaw that finalized at the base of his neck. There he spent a good while kissing and nipping the skin, while running his hand down Logan's stomach to slide into his jeans.

The raven haired boy let out a little gasp and jerked as he felt Kendall's cool hand palm his member through his boxers. Suddenly his train of thought went from Oh God yes please more to to many clothes need naked now!

He reached down and began to unbutton his pants, moaning happily when the zipper came down and he was free of those confines. Kendall pulled away from his neck to sit up on his knees, helping Logan finish undressing. He pulled off Logan's pants and boxers while Logan made short work of his shirt. Kendall smiled at his very sexy, now very naked, boyfriend. He reached up and took off his little top hat, and placed it on Logan's head.

"Kendall?" Logan asked, touching the hat with confusion. The blond just silently shook his head and placed a hand on Logan's chest, pushing him back down against the covers before settling between the boys legs. "Just stay there. I have a little fun in mind to celebrate the holiday." Kendall said, reaching over Logan to pull something out from under their bed. Logan quietly wondered if it was something alcohol based. He would have been surprised, since he and his friends often shield away from drinking. Considering they had been to enough Hollywood parties where it was available, they always declined, each worried about falling prey to the same kind of paths other unfortunate young stars had stumbled upon.

Instead, Kendall pulled up a large bowl with a towel over it. Logan sat up a bit, unsure what his lover had in mind. Then suddenly, he remembered.

Suddenly, Kendall pulled away from the kiss, a wide smile on his face. "Oh! I just got this great idea for St. Patrick's day. Okay, so how do you feel about green Jello?"

And with that thought, Kendall pulled away the towel, revealing a mass of edible green jello.

"W-what are you going to do with that?" Logan asked, nervous yet still curious.

Kendall smirked, his eyes resting on Logan's. He grabbed a spoon that was inside the bowl, souped up a bit of the green mass, and dropped a dollop of it on Logan's abdomen.

Gasping a bit at the coldness from the food, Logan looked down at the wobbly dessert, before Kendall lent forward and with a display of his tongue that should be considered illegal, licked his flesh clean.

Logan shivered at Kendall's touch, grasping the bedsheets and whimpering out the blonds name before Kendall repeated his actions, this time on Logan's nipples. With his eyes glued to his lovers movements, Logan watched over and over as Kendall coated his body in green before kissing, licking and sucking his skin clean once again.

Logan became a withering mess under Kendall's actions. The foreplay was torturous, between the sensations to his body and the voyeuristic tongue dance of the blond. He wanted more but didn't want it to stop at the same time.

Eventually Kendall placed a little dollop on Logan's member, and then swallowed it whole, along with the rest of Logan's length.

Giving out a cry, Logan thew his head back, grasping the bedsheets so tightly his fingers hurt. Kendall often said Logan was amazing with his mouth, but Logan hoped he was able to make Kendall feel half as good as Kendall made him feel when the blond was on his knees. Kendall was sinfully good at giving head. Logan couldn't for the life of him figure how the blond became naturally good at what he did, but the proof was evident in Logan never being able to last very long when Kendall had his member in his mouth. Between the sucking, tongue twisting and tight hot wetness that was only Kendall, Logan easily came undone under his boyfriends administrations.

Watching with barely opened eyes, Kendall bobbed up and down on Logan, bringing him to a quick climax. Within moments, Logan fisted the blond locks and cried out, "Kendall! I-I'm-" He could barely finish before the explosion of pleasure took him over, tumbling him to a physical level he loved, and a mental level he desperately tried not to fall into.

Drinking him in, Kendall forced Logan's member further in his mouth, sucking up every last drop. When he pulled back to smile at his boyfriend, he saw that Logan was shivering, his fists tight. He had an arm over his eyes and his other hand was grasping onto the pillow behind his head.

"Logie. Baby are you all right?" Kendall asked, leaning forward to place a hand on Logan's arm over his face. The smart boy nodded, but didn't remove his arm.

"Logan. Please look at me." Kendall was getting worried now. What had just happened? When Logan didn't move his arm, Kendall took it with both hands and pried it away, shocked to see that Logan had been hiding some tears.

"Did I hurt you?" Fear shot through Kendall, worried he had done something wrong.

Shaking his head, Logan pushed himself up onto his elbows, pressing his lips against Kendall's. "No. No I'm fine." He paused and whispered, "Make love to me. Please. I need you."

"Tell me whats wrong first." Kendall said, sliding his hands through Logan's hair, staring into his eyes to find the answer to a question he didn't know.

But Logan shook his head again before looking down, "Please. Please. I want you. Now." He began to work on Kendall's pants, trying to undo them, his breath quick and unsteady.

Kendall curled his hand into a fist into Logan's hair, pulling the boys head back so that he was looking into Kendall's eyes. Kendall wanted to protest, desperately, but he could never say no to the boy. "Fine. But you will tell me after we are done." His voice was serious, and bode no room for arguments.

With a tight frown, Logan nodded, then opened his mouth as Kendall slid his lips against him, breathing in deep through his nose as they held the connection for a moment.

Pulling back, Kendall helped Logan undress him, sliding off the suspenders and kicking off his boots. When he was fully undressed he reached into the bedside table and pulled out the lube. Logan settled back against the bed, opening his legs invitingly for his lover, which caused the blond to moan lustfully at the sight.

Kendall popped open the cap and poured a generous amount onto his fingers before sliding one inside Logan. He worked it in and out for a while before sliding the second one in. Kendall leaned forward to kiss Logan, sharing a heated make out session while he twisted and scissored between Logan's legs. After a minute, Logan whispered, "Okay. More." Kendall nodded and slid the third finger in, kissing Logan's forehead when he saw the wince and heard the slight whimper.

He was more gentle with the third finger, allowing time for Logan to relax again. He eventually pushed in further, finding that sweet spot for Logan.

"Oh...Kendall..." Logan moaned out in pleasure, reaching up a hand to pull Kendall in for another kiss. They continued like that for a moment before Kendall pushed in again, causing Logan to pull back with a gasp.

"P-Please stop teasing me. N-need you. Please." Logan stuttered out as Kendall fingered him with more force. Eventually Kendall pulled his fingers out, then grabbed the lube to slick himself up more. He pushed Logan's legs apart more, and was about to slide inside when Logan held up a hand and said, "Wait."

Kendall frowned, worried he had done something wrong again, when Logan reached onto the floor where Kendall's top hat had fallen, before placing it neatly on his head. The smart boy sat up and said, "I want to ride you."

With his mouth hanging open a bit and a surge of lust shooting through his member, he could only nod. He replaced Logan's position, laying on his back, and watched as Logan held the top hat on his dark hair in place and swung a leg over Kendall's hips. He raised himself up high and then sunk down onto the blond's hardened member.

Kendall's mouth formed an 'o' at Logan's actions. The tight, warm heat that enveloped him was never a disappointment. He forced his eyes open, grasping out to grab one of Logan's hands to steady him while the other rested on top of Logan's hip.

Logan took a few moments to relax and adjust, despite how desperately he wanted to move. He looked down at Kendall and smiled, trying to relay all the love he felt for the boy.

"Can I move now?" he whispered to his green eyed lover, squeezing their combined hands gently. When Kendall nodded, Logan raised himself up on his knees for a moment, before sinking back down, their moans of pleasure matching. Logan did so again a few times, slow and steady, before picking up the pace. He increased his speed to match a level of comfort and pleasure for both of them.

Enthralled by the sight, Kendall's eyes were glued to Logan's movements, as the smart boy rose and fell onto him, top hat perched neatly upon Logan's head. His face was awash in pleasure, and the top hat looked adorable on him. As much as he loved pushing and prodding his lover, he enjoyed it when Logan took control of their lovemaking. It reminded him that Logan wanted to be with him just as much as he wanted to be with Logan.

He saw Logan sneaking his hand to begin working on his own member, and pulled his own hand away from Logan's hip to beat him to the punch. He wrapped his long fingers around Logan, and began twisting and pumping, whispering, "You want to come baby?" His answer was an energetic nod from Logan.

Kendall removed his hand, smirking at Logan's whimper of loss before it turned into a little squeak as Kendall expertly switched their positions. Logan's back was suddenly on the bed and Kendall wasted no time before he was thrusting hard into him. Logan scrambled to get his bearings, but he was to far gone, and before he knew what was happening, he was coming hard, crying out Kendall's name.

Hearing his name tumbling from Logan's lips in ecstasy was just the push Kendall needed to follow Logan. He grasped the boy tight as he emptied himself inside him, shuddering a breath and whispering sweet words of love and forever.

For a few minutes, the room was silent besides their heavy breathing. Slowly, Kendall slid off and out of Logan, pulling him so that when Kendall was lying on his back, Logan was snuggled against his chest.

"This dress up thing is really working out well for us." Kendall muttered, humor in his voice.

Logan chucked in response, shaking his head slightly at his ridiculous boyfriend.

"Now tell me why you got upset earlier." Kendall said, running a hand along Logan's exposed back.

"Kendall...I..." Logan began, not sure what to say. He shivered at Kendall's touch, still sensitive from his orgasm. "I don't know I was just being stupid. Can we forget it? Please?"

"Nothing you do is stupid." Kendall whispered, forcing himself to sit up so he could side his arms around Logan's waist and pull him up closer, now face to face, silently demanding an answer. He couldn't say no to Logan, but he wouldn't say yes when he knew something important needed to be said.

"I guess...I just...I don't know. I just love you so much. Sometimes I worry that you and I won't be together at some point in time. And it hurts to think about it. About...you being like how we are with someone else. It just...hurts." Logan half whispered, unable to look at Kendall's eyes.

"Logan..." Kendall whispered, placing a crooked finger under the boys chin, tilting it so that they were looking eye to eye, "I can't tell you what's going to happen in the future. But I can say that, now, I love you so much. And there is no one else I would rather spend the rest of my life with." He paused to lean forward and kiss Logan gently before pulling away.

Logan gave him a half-hearted smile, nodding, "I know." He conceded to this fact often, but it still unnerved him to think of the blond wanting anyone but him.

Kendall shifted so he could slid of the bed, much to Logan's confusion, talking as he moved, "You know Logan. You kind of wasted your wish."

Tilting his head to the side, Logan watched as Kendall bent down to pick up the little black pot he had been holding earlier. "What do you mean?" Logan bunched up the blankets around him, cold without Kendall's warmth.

"It's just...you didn't have to wish for me to kiss you. I'd do that no matter what." He walked back to the bed, sitting on the edge of it before turning to half face the smart boy, "If you're so worried about the future, you could have wished for me to stay with you forever."

Rolling his eyes, Logan sighed and said, "Okay. Kendall I wish that you-" But Kendall held up a hand, cutting him off.

"Uh-Uh Logiebear. You already used your wish. It's my turn now."

With a cocked eyebrow at Kendall's words and his nickname, Logan retorted, "So the Leprechaun gets a wish to? You're going to have to tell me this story one day, because I think you might have some parts of it a bit mixed up."

Kendall smiled and held up a finger to Logan's lips, "Hush. Or you won't get to hear my wish."

Logan rolled his eyes again for good measure before nodding, a small smile tugging at his lips.

"Now. Ahem." Kendall cleared his throat, and suddenly looked very nervous. He took his hand away to place both hands on the side of the pot, looking inside at the candy doubloons. "Logan...I wish...with all my heart...for nothing else in the world but..."

He then turned back to Logan, fear evident in his eyes, as he lifted up the little black pot, and overturned it on Logan's lap. Logan looked confused at the small pile of candy now scattered in his lap, until an even smaller object caught his eye. His mouth fell open, surprise evident in his eyes.

"...for you to marry me."

Picking up the simple silver ring, Logan looked at it in awe. His eyes caught a small inscription written on the side, "My Love, Always." After reading it, Logan took in a shuddering breath, his hands shaking.

"W-we don't have to...right now. I-I was thinking...a-after graduation...you know?" Kendall's voice was tinted with fear, a million scenarios playing out in his head as his eyes were glued to his lover.

"Kendall?" Logan whispered, his eyes still on the small object, "St. Patrick's day is now officially my favorite holiday ever."

Letting out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, Kendall stuttered "I-i-is that a...y-yes?"

Logan looked up at Kendall, nodding his head emphatically, "Yes. A million times...yes."

Kendall barked out a laugh, relief filling him fast. He, with his own hands shaking, took the ring from Logan's palm and with his free hand took Logan's hand, sliding the small silver object upon his now fiance's trembling finger.

"I love you. So, so much." Kendall whispered, tears clouding his vision. Logan, with his own set of watery eyes, nodding, whispering back the same. They grasped each other in a tight embrace for a moment, before pulling back to seal their deal...with a kiss.

So glad I got to finish this! Hope you enjoyed, especially you IceRush! Thank you so much for reading. Please R&R.

xoxo BA