Did you guys notice I upped the rating? Well now you do! So take this as a warning, there is going to be, er, mature themes in this story, and there's a little bit of such at the end of this chapter so if you're not cool with it you might wanna skip…
Also enter Mercedes Griffin! I thought she was very good for this role of trying to claim Logan. The way Kendall also got protective of him in Demos further convinced me of incorporating somewhat of a rivalry between the both of them over Logan in this story. Though I'm not sure if she really is going to show up more hmm...
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The Kogan Trilogy:: Falling is Like This
PART I- Falling is Like This
CHAPTER FOUR:: Faster
PART TWO: Too Fast
Logan was not used to this style of tutoring at all, and he was rather unsure if it was even being effective.
Normally, within this little private cubicle on the second floor of the university library, he would be sitting down next to a fellow student and attempting to explain the material as they sat side-by-side. They would be equally spaced between each other, the textbook settled in the middle, as he would explain certain passages or equations.
Logan never really tutored much, he wasn't a regular that offered his services at the academic center, but popped in every once in a while to gain some service learning hours. He didn't dislike tutoring when he did it though, the small number of students he did teach were always attentive and benefitted from his lessons. Logan found his tactic of sitting beside his student something that made them comfortable in those moments, the brunet preferring to imply that he was "on par" with them and not an overshadowing persona of authority.
He wasn't quite sure what to make of his current situation though. He'd never attempted to tutor a student when sitting in their lap.
"Kendall, are you even listening to me?" Logan turned to face the blonde at the notion of feeling the other's chin press into his shoulder. He couldn't really see the full view of the other's face though, the top of his head was more prominent and he had to strain his vision to meet those green eyes which, by the way, never looked so crystal clear and mystifyingly beautiful up close-wow that was not helping his own concentration.
"I am listening." The vibration of the other's voice from his throat against his back, combined with the soft ghosting of Kendall's breath on his neck, made him shiver. He hoped the other had not caught sign of it.
Logan forced his mind back to the matter at hand, "Really, then what was I explaining just right now?"
He felt Kendall shift under him as he craned his neck forward to catch a glimpse of the opened textbook of American Government before them. His eyes skimmed the page until he caught sight of a red sub-header and read it out, "Constitutional Limits on the National Government's Power."
Logan let out a huff, "Kendall, I'm not stupid."
"I never said that you were."
"You know what I mean." He gave his best glare from his position. "And since this whole seating arrangement is not really working out I'm going to have to move-"
"No," The blonde exclaimed, pulling Logan back down before he could even get fully up, tightening his arms around his boyfriend's waist. He pouted at the other as he whined, "I'm comfortable and, come on Logie, you promised to let me hold you today."
"I know but maybe another day, because, seriously, Mid-terms are in four days and you aren't picking up on anything. Do you know how much jeopardy your grades will be in if you fail?"
"Yeah, but that's why I came over to campus on a Friday for you to tutor me." Kendall reminded him.
"Oh really, and how's that working out for you? In this past hour do you think you've learned enough information to at least pass a quiz?"
The blonde sighed, the other had a point.
Reluctantly, he released his hold on the smaller boy and allowed him to stand up onto his feet. His body felt significantly colder and his hands missed the feel of Logan beneath his fingertips. He settled for folding his arms across his chest, an attempt to make him feel less like his hands were holding air, though it was nothing like cuddling another's human warmth. He leaned back in his chair as he watched Logan out of the corner of his eyes slip into the empty chair besides him.
The genius let out a sigh as well, folding his hands in his lap. He didn't like making Kendall so miserable. He could practically feel the gloom rolling off of him, and he had to admit that he did miss his comforting embrace and close proximity, though he wasn't about to tell the hockey captain how much he enjoyed being cuddled out loud.
However, at the moment though, Logan was sure that this suddenly depressing atmosphere was absolutely not going to help the other in his drive to get studying done.
He smiled, his mind already conjuring the perfect way to motivate him.
"Tell you what Kendall." Logan spoke as he scooted over closer to the blonde. "You've never been into my dorm room before right?"
The other perked up at this, slightly sitting up in attention, but keeping his face downward at the textbook as he tried to contain his excitement at the new topic of conversation. "No."
"Okay so, if we get started on this now and we get over chapters 1, 2, and 3 in the next, oh, 3 hours let's say, I'll take you over to the North Palmetto Hall dorms and I can show you my room before we go out for lunch to eat." Logan proposed. "Sound good?"
"Are you crazy? That's better than good, that's freaking awesome!" Kendall jumped onto his boyfriend without second thought, nearly crushing the other in a tight hug as he exclaimed, "This is great, it's like you're letting me into your own home!"
"I'm glad," Logan couldn't help smiling at his antics, Kendall's optimism renewed as he hopped back into his seat and focused his attention right onto the paper like it was the only thing in the world. Logan found it mesmerizing how with a simple proposal of doing something as easy as letting the other into his dorm, Kendall could become so determined and absorbed at finishing his tasks at hand. He was also far from understanding how it made him so zealous, the blonde looking as if he was going to explode with glee at the suggestion.
'Hmm, may be it's got to do with the whole "Love" thing?
…How much does he like me anyway?'
He didn't know it all exactly, but he had a feeling he was about to find out.
Kendall was pretty surprised at how fast he ended up flying through the material of American Government within those short 3 hours. Normally he took a whole day or two to review everything, but he found that if he actually put his mind to it, he could do it—though he figured Logan being there was really the key because no one could explain things as well as he could. That boy was like a natural born teacher and Kendall was practically transformed into an A plus number one student by the end of their session.
He was proud of himself, practically bounding out of the cubicle by the time they covered the last paragraph of chapter three. The blonde could not contain his excitement at the prospect of finally seeing the sights of Logan's makeshift bedroom, which also probably pushed him significantly more in studying. He definitely couldn't lie about that.
Logan didn't seem to grasp the concept of Kendall's enthusiasm for letting him into his dorm, the brunet bewildered as the jock hurriedly walked through the hallways, silently ushering Logan along faster to reach the North Palmetto Hall dorms. He knew Logan didn't see it, and he didn't expect him to. The thing was, he felt like going into the genius' room was a great privilege, especially because Kendall knew that a room was something that revealed so much of a person personality wise. Thus, just by simply stepping through the front door, Logan was letting Kendall, essentially, into his very own private life. Maybe he was reading too much into it but, in one way or another, with this simple gesture, Logan was either consciously or unconsciously opening up to the blonde.
He found it endearing.
Before they knew it, the two boys were strolling in through the front doors of the North Palmetto Hall dorm building. Kendall was pretty stunned with the scenery that lay out around him, mostly because he'd never really been inside. Sure he'd seen the South Bridge Hall dorms, even been inside a room of a classmates' once in assisting them bring down a project for their Spanish course, but never had he been in North's Hall. Just the simple thought that, this was the lobby in which Logan entered everyday, the same environment he strolled through on his way to bed, was nearly overwhelming to the blonde. He took it upon himself to map out the lobby in his head.
The front lobby wasn't nearly as big as it looked from the outside of the glass doors, but Kendall found the chairs were spaced evenly enough, students sitting and talking as he and Logan wove their way around. Streamers hung from the ceiling, a decoration of black and orange for the Halloween celebration that was quickly approaching, the curve of one close enough to Kendall's head to brush across the light strands of his hair as he passed. The cream colors of the walls and bright florescent lighting made the place look all-around cheery. If this was a mood kept throughout the rest of the building, personally, Kendall wouldn't have minded living here himself.
"Hello Maria," Logan greeted his R.A. as they passed the reception desk, the short Latina girl offering a loud greeting back and waving to Kendall as he passed. He returned the greeting, Logan informing him on who she was, the taller boy giving a nod as they plodded along.
They walked until they reached the elevators, coming to a stop alongside a small group of boys and girls who also stood in wait. Logan walked up to press the button to the second elevator.
"So what floor do you live on?" Kendall decided upon small talk to help ease the temporary set back.
Logan fell back into place beside him after pressing the button, "Fifth floor. Somewhat a long way up I guess you could say. It's why I don't take the stairs much."
Kendall chuckled at this, "Not unless you wanted a healthy cardio workout before classes."
"Hah," Logan scoffed. "Have you seen my book bag? No one should ever go through the torture of running up and down five flights of stairs two times a day."
"Watch your tongue Logie, you may be dissing on someone's hobby here."
"And you would know?" Logan challenged with a grin.
"Mhmm," Kendall returned the favor. "Because how would you know that running up stairs with heavy backpacks isn't what I do on weekends?"
"Oh yes Kendall because you are so muscular."
"You know it." The blonde winked, nudging the shorter and, in turn, drawing out another one of those pleasant laughs from that delicious mouth of his.
Goodness, but Kendall was really addicted to his voice. Any word that left his lips caught his ultimate attention, laughs even more so, the merry ringing a happy song to his ears that made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. Yes, he decided, he absolutely loved Logan when he was in-tuned to his happiest nature.
A smile always suited him.
Kendall had not foreseen it, but a miniature storm had rolled in. A college wavy-haired blonde girl, well-defined in her curved physique, entered in through the back doors just as soon as a large group of students boarded the first elevator. The spacing ultimately clean between them, it left her little chance in missing the eye of her all too familiar math lab partner, and she strolled swiftly across the distance to her prey, heels clicking against the tiled surface signifying her approach.
She had the aurora of someone with a headstrong authority, dressed in a button down white shirt, her presence screaming dominance over Logan, who suddenly looked very small as she waved and called at him.
The hockey captain did not like the sight of this at all. Who was this girl and why was she here? She was certainly not one of Logan's exes, nor could she be his girlfriend... right? Logan was dating him, Kendall Knight, as he had agreed to on that chilly October night, so he couldn't have possibly gone off to get himself a girl. So then why was she barging in here like she meant something to him?
Kendall tried to contain his disapproval at her appearance, shoving his hands into the deep pockets of his usual brown leather coat, his hands clenching and unclenching into fists below the fabric.
"Mercedes, h-hey what are you doing here?" Logan was absolutely stunned to be caught by her, his attention really off guard.
"I live here Logan," she replied with a giggle. "Oh don't tell me you live here too?"
Kendall disliked the way her voice sounded so fake. It was like she knew and she was just trying to play him.
"Yeah, actually I do. Fifth floor." Logan replied simply, giving a small smile to her. Probably out of politeness, he hoped. "What about you?"
"Sixth." She answered back, a spare finger of her right hand finding one of her curls as she wound the hair around it tight. A flirty gesture, Kendall noticed. He didn't watch all those romance movies with his mother in the past for nothing.
'Whoah, whoah now let's not jump to conclusions here.' A voice in his head chided him. 'This girl just got here. You're just letting your jealousy run away with you.'
A ding of the elevator sounded throughout the lobby and students from the now opened stainless steel doors filed out, a bunch more filling in. They might've gone in too, but Logan and Mercedes seemed too absorbed in their friendly chatter to even notice.
"Wow, so you've been one floor above me the entire time?" Logan brought him back and Kendall observed his face, wide chocolate eyes and parted lips. He seemed generally surprised, which meant that he had no reason to suspect anything going on behind his back—
'What do you mean behind your back?' The voice kicked in again. 'Why would you even think Logan would do something like that? He's not that kind of person!'
Yeah, there was a point there, he admitted as he watched his boyfriend exchange words with this seemingly authoritative female, telling her that it was no problem for him to help her out in reviewing the equations last weekend and that she was a smart, talented girl and that what she wearing made her a charm. Kendall cursed his niceness right then, wanting to only hear that mouth speak flattering compliments to him.
She gave a "thanks" at this, her left hand brushing slightly across the top of Logan's shoulder, the sight of another person touching his man only bothering him a little. The blonde twitched in dislike.
"So you on your way up?" he heard Mercedes inquire.
"Yeah, I'm just going to leave a few books and then, my friend, Kendall and I are going out to eat." The brunet gestured at him for the first time in the entire conversation, having obviously been forgotten since the unannounced guest's entrance.
She offered a small wave at him before turning back to Logan, a pout settling on her face that Kendall had to admit made her look kind of adorable. "Well that's too bad, because I was going to ask you to join me for lunch..."
Kendall's eyes snapped wide at this, and even more so when he saw her rest her right hand on Logan's shoulder, squeezing it tightly as she moved closer to him. If it wasn't obvious before it was now! Mercedes was hitting on Logan! She thought he was single, she thought he was available because he'd been introduced as a "friend" and she was openly asking him out!
"Well, maybe tomorrow we could meet up in the evening? I don't exactly have anything set..."
'No, no, no! Logan, why are you saying yes?'
Then it hit him, Logan was oblivious to her attempts! He wasn't noticing anything!
But this wasn't going to happen, not if he was here.
Logan was his.
"Actually," Kendall cut in, catching Logan's free left wrist, wrapping his fingers tightly around the exposed flesh, dragging the short boy back to his side and ripping her hand free of its hold. "Logan and I happen to have plans for tomorrow and if you don't mind we'd like go keep it that way."
"Yes, we—huh, Kendall we don't -" but before the genius could say anything else to argue another ding went off from behind, signifying the arrival of another elevator, and Kendall took this as their cue to leave. The former hockey captain pulled the small boy harshly in through the doors and then slammed the button to their floor up, shooting Mercedes a glare as the door folded close between them.
She'd stared blankly at him, but honestly Kendall had hoped she'd gotten the message.
'Really, how many girls are after him that he doesn't notice...?'
Logan, on the other hand, was feeling a mixture of emotions, mainly those of confusion and slight fear. He did not know at all what was going on with his boyfriend, why he'd made him lie to a girl about his weekend plans, or why he'd said it in a manner so crudely. She'd just been trying to be nice, inviting Logan out to eat, and the brunet didn't find it a bad idea to hang out with a current classmate just to get to know her. It was about time he try to branch out socially, right?
But, for some reason, Kendall had been more than opposed to it. He wouldn't have thought so, Logan figuring it to still be an annoyance if he hung around with the blonde all day. Boyfriend or not, he would've given him some space. Except here he was, Kendall Knight, frown and all, the atmosphere around him reeking of upset and disapproval. He was only a bit terrified if the silent tension in the air foreshadowed a horrid talk the two would have upon reaching Logan's dorm.
Neither of them spoke the rest of the way, and Logan jiggled his room key in the door nervously before pushing it open. He didn't even get a chance to hold it open, Kendall snatching his hand and jerking him in before slamming it shut.
Though he was driven by an awakened pool of jealousy, Kendall took in the sight of the dorm quarters before him. Currently they stood in an empty square pod of space, bathrooms to the right and left, one with a toilet and the other a shower, two doors leading to separate opened rectangular quarters standing before them. Logan shared a dorm with someone of course, a basketball fanatic it seemed, though he couldn't very much care about it now. All he cared was to confirm that he wasn't here, and that was enough.
Logan was pulled into his room unexpectedly, the brunet only slightly surprised that his boyfriend could figure it out without him even needing to speak, though he was sure, his dorm-mate, Sean's posters gave it away. He only caught a glimpse of his familiar surroundings, wooden desk off to the right corner, grey and white bed sheet covers and wall bulletin tacked with his priorities of things to do, before he heard Kendall smack his door shut from behind. The blonde ripped off the bags from their shoulders and threw Logan up against the cream colored back wall.
"Wha -" Logan didn't even get anywhere near completing his question before Kendall grabbed hold of his shoulders and shoved his tongue down his throat. The brunet was kissed hard, their lips pressed together so tightly it hurt, their teeth even clashing with Kendall's sharp movements. It was so different from the one he was given just a few days ago and it caused his heart to speed up so fast he thought he might give himself a heart-attack.
He'd never been kissed this aggressively before and it scared him.
The blonde felt the other's pale hands pushing hard against his chest, knowing full well that Logan was trying to get him away. He only felt slightly bad about forcing himself onto the brunet, especially since he'd promised to not doing anything he wouldn't have wanted, but he couldn't back off now. Logan needed to know who he belonged to. He needed to be reminded that he was dating Kendall and no one else.
His world needn't exist of anything besides him right now.
Logan felt Kendall bite down on his bottom lip. It was surprisingly soft, the blonde tugging and sucking at the skin between his teeth, the brunet whimpering in response. That had apparently drawn out something in him that made his thoughts haze over, Logan temporarily forgetting the nagging fears in his mind.
Then they were all gone, Kendall was kissing softly, tongue dancing in his mouth in a slow sensual dance. He was simultaneously aware of the blonde shedding his jacket, pulling off Logan's black coat off as well and tossing the items somewhere across the room, before pressing the genius back up against the door, laying his body atop of his, the blonde encasing him in an endearing warmth even his comforters could not provide.
It made his breath catch.
"Love you..." he heard Kendall whisper, breath ghosting over his ear before feeling his lips brush lightly against the shell. He shivered at this, and then broke into a gasp as he felt Kendall lick a sensitive area on his neck.
An uncharacteristic squeal escaped him at the notion of the other biting down on his exposed flesh before cringing at the stinging sensation of Kendall sucking mercilessly. It hurt, yes, but he didn't exactly hate it, not with the way it was spiking his blood. As soon as it had started it was done, his skin throbbing and dark, and it was only then that he vaguely realized Kendall had just marked him.
Logan had never been marked before.
The brunet was still trying to wrap his mind around the current events when his eyes caught Kendall's jaded ones, the jock looking up at him from his chest with that precious Cheshire cat smile. It made him unconsciously grin back and, the next thing he knew, he was feeling the other's plump swollen lips back on his.
Logan was completely gone. He couldn't even remember what he'd been scared about to begin with. All that mattered to him was Kendall and everything he was giving him, unimaginable happiness and glee, protection and unadulterated attention.
Then Kendall shifted his hips against his and the panic was back.
Logan gasped at the sensation that shot through his body, hands tightening their grip on the fabric of Kendall's plaid shirt.
He felt like he'd been shocked electrically. Was it possible for such a simple action done by someone to feel that good? Was he supposed to feel his heart hammering this hard against his ribs? What was going on with his emotions?
"K-Kendall s-s-stop...!" he screeched when the blonde moved again, the emotions and sensations stirring up his insides in unbelievable measures.
The former hockey captain looked up at the boy then, listening as Logan stumbled over his worlds, mind half distracted by that new look Kendall's irises spawned. Glazed over and dark, they spoke of silent passion and want...
"I-I've n-n-never... with anyone… t-this..."
Kendall's eyes widened at the realization of the message that Logan was trying to pass to him before he leaned in and pecked his lips, hoping that was reassuring enough before he spoke again, "its okay, I got you baby, I got you..."
And just like that the blonde entwined his fingers with his, nuzzling the brunet as he rested his head in the cradle in his neck before continuing, keeping a steady rhythm with his hips as he ground against the soft body of his love.
He was determined to make Logan feel things no one else had made him feel in the past. But even more so, he wanted Logan to feel what he felt.
"Nnngh, ahh..." Logan was letting out unintelligible moans, gripping hard onto Kendall. His eyelids were squeezed shut, as his mind was overwhelmed with a crazy amount of different sensations. He wanted to be away from here, yet here at the same time, and he could hardly grasp the reality that was happening around him.
All he could feel was Kendall, his fingers wound tight around his own, his heated breath coming out in harsh pants against his neck, his incredible warmth encasing him everywhere, everywhere it seemed, and that sweet sweet friction that fried his nerves every time Kendall thrust against him.
It felt beyond good.
Before long he was reduced to moaning out nothing but Kendall's name, the blonde relishing in his cries, even daring to bite down and mark him on the other side of his neck, never once stopping the pleasure he was feeding Logan. The brunet was a lovely mess and Kendall was more than proud he was the one making him like this.
"N-nooo, K-Kendall I'm gonna-!" Logan closed his eyes at the notion of the heat pooling in his groin and he was almost afraid to let loose in front of the blonde.
"Just let it out Logie," He heard Kendall speak in a rough voice, "Cum for me."
One last shout was all be gave before his body was subjected to convulsions, vision exploding into a sea of searing white light, drawing out a long broken moan of his lover's name as he was taken to the highest point of ecstasy.
The sight of an innocent Logan coming undone before him was beyond enough for him, the blonde engraving the memory of his red-flushed face into his brain as he spilled out all he had into his jeans, locking his mouth with Logan's one last time as he joined him in a heaven that was designated solely for the both of them.
Thy broke apart seconds later, their now lust-cleared vision allowing them to exchange sincere love-filled emotions, though it was broken within milliseconds, Logan toppling over, his knees way too weak to hold him up anymore.
"Whoa," Kendall exclaimed catching the slumping boy in his arms. "Lucky I'm here, huh?"
"Nn," he felt the other mumble a hardly audible response from his spot in his chest and Kendall chuckled at this. He must've really overworked Logan's senses more than he thought.
With that in mind the blonde lifted the smaller boy into his arms bridal style, finding it no trouble to carry him to the bed that was placed only a few feet away, deciding that it would be better for him to rest a bit. After placing him on the mattress, Kendall slipped in right beside the boy, wrapping his arms around the other and bringing him over closer to him.
Logan settled for cuddling into Kendall's side, very much appreciating the prospect of lying down. He felt a light pressure on his head, then realizing that Kendall had kissed him lightly, and he couldn't help humming in appreciation as he closed his eyes. He suddenly felt very sleepy.
"G'night Logie," the blonde couldn't help teasing, consumed with glee as he squeezed the boy in his arms adoringly.
Surprisingly, Logan was able to reply, though the blonde had to strain his ears to catch his croaked response, "Kendall... one thing though."
"What is it?"
"Too fast..."
A slight pang of guilt hit him. "Sorry... I promise I definitely won't do it again."
The sign of Logan grabbing his hand around his waist was enough to convince him that he was forgiven though, and Kendall gave a small smile before resting his head right atop the other's, resolving to keep to his word this time around.
And, just like that, the two boys slipped away into an afternoon slumber.