Hey! This chapter isn't too long, and I wrote it in about two hours and I had a huge headache. I hope you like it! Tell me what you think please!

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Chapter 11

His eyes remained shut as his mind slowly crept out of sleep. He became aware of the arm that was strongly wrapped around his torso. Then he remembered where he was and his eyes snapped open. "Fuck!"

He untangled himself from the blonde man's grasp and jumped out of the bed, which was definitely not his own. "Holy fuck!"

His hands ran through his hair, looking around the unfamiliar room. Before he could piece together last night's events for himself a voice broke through his train of thought. "What's wrong, baby?"

The blonde was smiling at him, seeming to be amused by his clear confusion. "Did-did, we?'

"Have sex? Yes. We did." He replied, looking quite pleased with himself. "And it wasn't too bad, if I may say so myself… Uh, oh shit… what was your name again?"

"Keith."

"Right, Keith. Nice name, by the way. I'm Connor."

He couldn't believe it. Not only had he gotten completely wasted last night (something he never, ever does), but he also slept with a complete stranger! He had cheated on Logan, the love of his life. Not only cheated on him, but completely betrayed him. After no reply from Keith, Connor continued to talk.

"You look tense… You should come back to bed, relax a little. It's not like you have anything to be embarrassed about. You definitely know your way around the bedroom, if you know what I mean." He said, winking.

He couldn't believe this. "Oh my god! This can't be happening!"

"Look, did I do something wrong?"

Keith really looked at the man for the first time. He looked nothing like Logan, except for his blonde hair of course. His eyes were a bright blue color and his features were much less intense than Logan's. Keith sat on the edge of the bed, placing his head in his hands. "I cheated on my boyfriend."

Connor nodded and gave him a knowing look. He crawled over and wrapped his arms around Keith for comfort. He rubbed up and down his arms and said, "Hey, we all slip up now and again. Shit happens. Don't kill yourself over it."

"You don't understand." Keith's voice came out broken on account of the tears he was now shedding. "I love him more than anything. He would never do something like this to me. We had a fight and I accused him of cheating on me, but deep down I knew that it wasn't true. I was just trying to pick a fight because I was mad he wasn't spending enough time with me."

"Look, if I had it my way I would ravish the hell out of you right now but I know that wouldn't be particularly smart. But if you really love this guy, then you need to talk to him."

"There is no way he would want me now. Look what I did to him."

"Well then, he doesn't have to know. It can be our little secret." He said, resting his head on Keith's shoulder.

Keith was quiet for a moment, considering all of his options. He could tell Logan and be honest, but risk being walked out on. Or he could just pretend that last night didn't happen. It wasn't like he remembered most of it anyways. He released himself from Connor's arms, gathering all his clothes and putting them on as fast as he could. He knew what he was going to do now.

"I've got to go."

Connor wore a knowing smile. "Good luck. He must be special to get you get you this worked up."

"Thanks, he really is." He said, rushing out the door.

Before he could get completely out the door he heard Connor's voice. "Hey!"

"Yeah?" only his head was peaking in the door at this point. He needed to get out of here and talk to Logan before he lost his chance.

"What's the guy's name?"

"Logan." And with that last word he left the hotel room that he didn't even remember checking into.

THE NIGHT BEFORE

He was staring up at the ceiling, breathing heavily. What the hell just happened? That's when it all sort of hit him. Did he just sleep with Logan Wright? No fucking way. There is no way this happened. He turned his head to find Logan facing him and his eyes grew wide with realization. He slept with Logan fucking Wright. Both of them spoke at the same time. "Holy shit."

That was all that was said as they continued to stare at each other for the next five minutes. Finally Julian felt he should break into the fog of awkward that he was sure would build up over time. "Did that really just happen?"

"I don't know. What exactly just happened?"

"I think we had sex. But I can't be entirely sure."

Logan seemed to contemplate these words for a moment before he spoke. "I wouldn't say "had sex" is the most accurate description. I would say "fucked you senseless" would be the best way to describe that." And as he ended the sentence, the all too common smirk that Logan was famous for appeared on his lips.

Julian could have sworn he felt himself blush. "Oh really now?"

The smirk remained on his lips as he pushed himself up on one elbow, bringing his face less than an inch away from Julian's. "Really."

Julian could feel Logan's lips barely touching his own and he was completely at a loss for words. All he could do was stare into those extremely green eyes. How many times had he attempted to compare those beautiful eyes to meaningless objects throughout the years? And how many times had he found anything that came close to them? Not once. Nothing could ever compare to the eyes staring down at him and Julian would never truly know why.

Logan leaned down to kiss him but he couldn't respond. This was all wrong. Logan had a boyfriend. A boyfriend that he was upset with at the moment. That's all this was to him, a stress relief. This should not have happened. And before he knew what he was doing, he was pushing Logan off him and jumping off the bed shuffling for his clothes. "What the-?"

Logan just looked at him like he was clinically insane. "Jules, what the hell are you doing?"

"This is wrong! I have to get out of here."

"Wait, what? What's wrong? What are you talking about?" He got up and tried to stop Julian from searching through the pile of clothes in his room. He grabbed his arms, forcing the actor to look at him. "Talk to me. Tell me what you're thinking. Please."

Julian looked straight up at the other man and decided it was better just to be blunt in this situation. "You have a boyfriend." At just the slightest mention of this Logan's face fell tremendously. So much, that he couldn't bear to look at him anymore. He shifted his gaze to the floor to continue talking. "You and I both know that this was just a one time thing."

He attempted to break free from Logan's grasp, but failed. He never remembered Logan being that much stronger than him. Logan pulled his chin up so that he was forced to peer into the deep pools of green in front of him. "Just because I have a boyfriend doesn't mean that this meant nothing. You can't just walk away after you tell me you love me."

"I was drunk." He lied.

But Logan didn't fall for it for a second. "No you weren't. I've seen you drunk. You hadn't even had a drink. Why are you lying to me?"

"Because Lo, this isn't going to happen again and the sooner I grow to accept that, the easier it will be on me!" He looked down again, extremely disappointed to hear those words said out loud. It's one thing when you think something, but saying it out loud makes it all too real sometimes.

But all of a sudden, out of nowhere he felt Logan's lips forcefully pressed against his. Before he had time to respond the kiss was over and Logan was looking down at him and smiling slightly. This wasn't his usual arrogant smirk, but a very small but genuine smile. "This wasn't a onetime thing for me. I can't just let you walk away."

"What about your boyfriend?" Julian was confused as to what he was suggesting exactly. Did he want to be with him or not?

"I'll figure it out. I just can't stop whatever this," he said motioning between the two of them "is." Then the arrogant smirk was back and he was pulling Julian closer so that he could whisper in his ear. "Besides, there is no way I'm going to forget all the sounds you make with my dick inside of you." He finished that sentence by flicking his tongue over the shell of Julian's ear.

Oh… well, fuck. I was not expecting that.

Logan moved away enough so that he could pull Julian into a rough kiss that ended with Julian taking the blonde's bottom lip between his teeth. Logan let out a needy moan that made Julian even harder than he was before. His hand came up to Logan's neck to pull him in closer. They broke the kiss and Julian had only one thought. "We should go back to bed."

Logan smiled and pulled the brunette and himself onto the bed so that Julian was lying on top of him. The pair laughed lightly before pursuing the kiss they had previously broken. Julian ground his hips down into Logan's, eliciting one of the sexiest sounds Julian had ever heard before from the man beneath him. He broke the kiss and leaned down to Logan's ear and said, "This time I'm fucking you." The blonde moaned loudly as Julian began the process of making a small bruise on his pulse point that was sure to be there for days.

The Morning After

Julian rolled over and opened his eyes to see the most beautiful thing he had seen in his life. Logan was lying on his chest with his arm draped over Julian's waist. His blonde hair was messy and his mouth was slightly open. There was a small snoring sound coming from his mouth. The comforter was resting just over his perfectly shaped ass but his right foot was hanging off the bed. He was beautiful, simply put. But it ended in a second when the blonde woke up.

He looked up to Julian and once he could focus on what he was looking at he returned the smile that the actor was giving him. "Hi."

Logan moved himself closer to Julian, still with a wide smile on his face. "Hi. Exactly how long have you been watching me sleep like a weirdo?"

Julian slapped Logan's arm lightly and giggled. "Shut up. You're cute when you sleep. I can't help it."

"Well, I am very attractive so…"

Julian rolled his eyes. "Oh, god."

Logan's POV

Logan pulled the actor on top of him, laughing. He pulled him down into a completely innocent and sweet kiss. But then they heard the front door to the house open and close again. The two broke the kiss and froze where they were.

"What the fuck was that?" Julian whispered.

Logan's eyes suddenly went wide, "Keith."

"Logan?" Keith's voice rang though the house.

Julian crawled off the other man, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Logan looked around like he was lost and finally pointed to the corner of the room, whispering back, "The closet! Get in the closet! Hurry!"

"Logan?"

"I'm uh… back here! Just woke up…" He was now shuffling around the room looking for where he had thrown his underwear last night. The only time he ever slept naked was after sex. Yeah, he needed to find pants or something fast.

Found them!

He put on his pants just in time for Keith to walk into the room looking miserable.

"Hey."

"Hey." Keith was being quieter than usual. He almost looked scared.

"Where did you go?"

It took Keith a second to answer, "I just, went to a friend's house for the night."

"Look, I'm-"They both started to apologize at the same time. When they realized it the mood lightened tremendously and they laughed a little bit.

"Me first." Keith said. "I was a jerk. I shouldn't have over reacted. I was just stressed from work I think and I was wrong. I missed you, so much." Keith looked up with pure sadness in his eyes.

Logan couldn't help but walk across the room and take him into his arms. Keith broke down and began to cry as Logan tried to calm him. "Don't cry, it's okay."

After a few minutes the crying had slowed. It was Logan's turn to apologize. "I'm sorry, too. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have lied in the first place. I love you."

Keith kissed Logan, long and hard before breaking for only a couple seconds to say, "I love you, too. So, so, much."

They continued kissing until Keith backed him up to the bed and pushed him down, crawling on top of him.

Oh, shit. Julian is still in the closet!

"We need to stop." He said, sitting up and trying to gently set Keith next to him.

"No we don't." Keith said, kissing across his jaw line and down his neck to his collar bone.

This needs to stop- but oh fuck that feels good. No, wait. Shit.

Okay... small cliff hanger there, but yeah... tell me what you think! I hope I didn't disappoint too much!

Btw, glee was amazing tonight and made me cry for Santana and Beiste. I love Finn again, I hope that doesn't change next week! lol

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