Author's Note: Here's what happens next! As always, I don't own these characters, but boy if I did.
Bright and early the next day, Logan walks out of their bedroom after his shower carrying the sheets from both beds. Kendall is at the stove frying bacon, his hair already dry from however long ago he had his shower that Logan slept right through, wearing pj pants and a canvas apron-no shirt. Logan stops in his tracks and just stares at the muscles of Kendall's back. Kendall must sense his presence and he turns around with a smile on his face and asks does Logan want his eggs scrambled or sunny side up?
"Fix them the same way you're having yours, please," Logan says, his eyes big and soft. "Why are you up so early?"
"Cuz my mom left about five million voice mails and wanted to know what was going on," Kendall scoffs.
"Oh! I have to plug my phone back in!" Logan remembers, looking around on the floor by the couch, since that's the last place he vaguely recalls having it. Kendall says he already took care of it.
"I shut the TV off too," he adds with a wink. Neither of them even noticed it was on when the power came back on.
After Logan runs the sheets down to the laundry room, he and Kendall go to sit and have the bacon and eggs and toast Kendall cooked up, and when Kendall sits down without thinking, he hisses and bounces right back up again and sits down more gingerly. Logan feels bad, but Kendall grins at him.
"It's so worth it," he reassures Logan.
"Um, so what did you tell your mom?" Logan asks over Kendall's delicious homemade breakfast.
"That I was missing you too much, which she said she expected and was surprised I made it past one day, and that I got here and you were wonderful," Kendall grinned at Logan, his eyes dancing with happiness.
"Wonderful? You described me as wonderful." Logan said that last sentence one word at a time. "Kendall, moms have like a sixth sense or something…"
"Would you relax? She thought I was just talking about your cold," he said. "Or she just knew how happy being back in your company would make me," he amended with a smile. Logan couldn't help but smile back. That statement would've been true even if they hadn't become lovers last night.
After breakfast, Kendall cleans up while Logan puts fresh sheets on their beds from the linen closet and tries to estimate when he should go throw the other sheets in the dryer.
When he walks back out to the living room, Kendall is on the phone with Carlos. Kendall's saying enough on his end of the conversation that Logan figures out they'll be stuck up on the mountain till the roads get cleared and then Kelly's going send a car for them. Kendall tells them to stay a day after that even, to avoid traffic. Logan puts his hand on Kendall's hip (he's still shirtless and now the apron is off) and licks Kendall on the neck while he's talking to Carlos.
Kendall yells, "LOGAN!" right into the phone and Carlos asks what's that about? Kendall pulls Logan around by his hand so he can't get to his neck and is looking into Logan's eyes as he says to Carlos, "Logan made, uh, hot chocolate-it looks delicious, gotta go, bye" shuts off phone and throws it on couch and attacks Logan with desperate kisses.
Logan tells Kendall he wants Kendall to do what he did to him yesterday. Kendall readily agrees and tells him he'll be seeing stars. Logan gets smug at that and says, "I made you see stars? Really?"
Kendall earnestly answers, "Yes." No kidding around, no teasing. It was the greatest experience of Kendall's life.
When they get to their room, Kendall turns to Logan and looks at him so seriously, Logan's momentarily afraid of what he's going to say.
"So, Logan, um, do you think, that, ah, for this, you might want to be, uh, up on your knees or whatever? So you can sort of, um, back on? To my…to me?"
But Logan says, "No, just like last night, I want to be able to see you while it's happening."
Kendall pretends to be hurt and says, "But your backdimples are such a turn on-maybe THAT'S what I'd want to be looking at?"
"We can try different stuff out later, we have all the time in the world...," but Logan stops himself and his eyes get wide as he realizes what he's saying. Kendall swoops down and kisses him passionately before he can get too sad. They gently help each other get undressed.
On the bed, with Logan laid out beneath him, Kendall pauses for a moment-the first time he saw the Grand Canyon was on a Big Time Rush tour of state fairs with Logan by his side. The first time he saw the Pacific Ocean, and the lights of New York City at night-heck, the first time he saw the world from the top of a ferris wheel when he was eight years old, he had to tear his eyes away from Logan to see any of that. Logan has made everything immeasurably, infinitely, better. Everything Kendall has seen and done, it has meant all the more because this boy was by his side for it.
Logan asks what he's looking at, and Kendall says, "You. I was just thinking of all the places we've been and all the things we got to do together-everything's better with you."
"Thank you, and I feel the same about you," Logan replied, and they kiss and Logan slides his hand down into Kendall's and intertwines their fingers and kind of swirls Kendall's fingers around with his own. "You're making everything tingle, Kendall," he tells him into the kiss. Logan is so relaxed when Kendall is putting his fingers, and then more, inside him, because he just keeps thinking how this is Kendall and he wants him and trusts him and it all just feels good. But, he isn't seeing stars as he's being brought to bliss, he's seeing Kendall's eyes, inches above his own as he clings onto Kendall's broad shoulders, falling deeper and deeper into that shining green that looks like ocean water when it's warm.
Hours later, Logan wakes up and remembers to go dry the sheets in the laundry room.
After the laundry is finally done, since the sun is shining and the news is reporting that roads in the city are safe, they go shopping to replace the baby oil. They also go to the lube aisle, and discuss getting condoms because then it'll be less messy, but Logan wraps an arm around Kendall's waist and shyly admits he likes the feel of Kendall coming inside him,
Kendall can't believe how they're standing in the middle of a drug store, having this conversation. The day before yesterday they were just friends, and now Logan is blushing but still looking him in the eye with open adoration, saying things that make Kendall wish he could lay him down right there and kiss every inch of him. Since that's not an option, Kendall says, "I like how that feels too, so just the lube then," taking a tube off the shelf and then Logan grabs one too. Kendall gives him the eyebrows.
Logan says, "Hey, we'll both be using this, don't want to run out too soon." A shivery thrill runs up Kendall's back.
That night they go to bed early. Now they're both experiencing a bit of new soreness in a tender spot, so it's understood there won't be any hanky panky happening tonight. They strip down to their boxer briefs and crawl into Logan's bed this time. The desk lamp is on again, they just want to look into each other's eyes while they talk-well, again, that's what Logan wants and he guesses if Kendall had an objection, he could have shut off the light. They're just lying face to face looking at each other, Logan sweeping Kendall's bangs back higher and higher on his forehead.
"Do you remember that big fish tank at our school?" Logan asks. "The one with the blue castle in it?"
"Of course."
"And do you remember how there were only two fish in the whole thing, when I first started going there?"
"Of course I do."
"You do?"
"Yeah, I remember how stupid Charlie dumped all the food in and wiped out the whole fish colony, except those two fish that were playing inside the castle."
"I always thought they were kind of like you and me," Logan said, halfway to being asleep from the slow repetitive motion of carding his fingers through Kendall's soft, thick hair.
"I did too," Kendall smiled.
"Really? Did you pick out who was who?"
Kendall nodded.
"You did not," Logan accused. There was no way Kendall remembered those fish with the same sense of importance Logan did. Kendall already had friends when Logan came into his life, but Kendall was the first friend Logan had ever had.
"I was the green one, obviously, because of my eyes," Kendall told him in all seriousness. "You were the blue one, because of his smarts."
"His smarts?" Logan asked.
Kendall chuckled. "Yeah, it became part of my imagined story that he owned the castle, because it was blue like him, and in order to have your own castle, you must have to be really smart-at least I thought that till I met Griffin and Gustavo."
They both laughed, and then talked about other shared memories from their lives, and fell asleep.
The following day they kept busy. They went out and bought groceries and tidied up the apartment and then spent a couple of hours swimming and dunking each other in the pool and lying out in the sun. They had the pool area to themselves, everyone else thought they were nuts to be out there in January but the pool's heated and compared to Minnesota the seventy-two degree air temperature was positively summer-like to them.
Getting into bed that night, Kendall asks Logan how he's feeling. He starts reassuring Kendall that his heart is fine and that swimming was good for him, but Kendall quickly explains he was talking about, er, his other end.
"I'm a day further away from that first time than you, and I'm still, um, kind of tender back there?" Kendall says.
Logan smiles, even starts to laugh a little, but quickly changes it into an, "Awwwww. Yeah, me too. But, like you said, it was so worth it!" he grins.
They strip down to their boxer briefs again and get into bed with the desk lamp burning softly. They prefer being able to see each other when they talk, they certainly don't need darkness for intimacy any more.
Kendall is running his hands all over Logan's skin, something he's been doing all day, taking the sunscreen bottle's instructions to reapply frequently very seriously. Logan's watching him with an affectionate smile on his face.
"My skin tingles everywhere you touch it," he tells Kendall with the softest purr of a voice. "Even when there's just incidental contact between us, it starts to tingle and I can continue to feel it after you've stopped. I love that feeling. But then I crave it so strongly when it wears off."
They kiss and nuzzle and just explore each other all over with their hands for the longest, most enjoyable time, and then Kendall starts to pull off Logan's briefs.
Logan sort of panics at that. "I thought we weren't gonna?"
Kendall smiles at him reassuringly. "I'm only going to make you feel good, Logan. I promise I'll never hurt you."
Logan gives him the most beautiful smile in return, his eyes full of trust. "I believe that," he says.
Kendall gets Logan's underwear off and lifts his penis with a motion that is stroking the underside of it while he's got it in the palm of his hand. When it's out of the way, Kendall ducks down and kisses Logan's balls and tickles them with his tongue. Logan is gasping and getting hard. Kendall grips Logan's cock and is tugging it just right while he continues to give his balls some attention. Then Kendall licks his way up the underside of Logan's penis and that seemed to be a good move, Logan is shouting, "Yes, yes, yes!" and seems to be enjoying anything that Kendall cares to try. He's never done this before and has no idea, really, what he's doing, but he figures since Logan's never had this done to him, no matter what, it'll be the best blow job he's ever gotten. Kendall smiles at that thought and decides to just go for it. Logan grabs two handfuls of Kendall's hair and tugs and moans and tries to keep his hips down on the bed even though the urge to thrust is so great. Kendall's licking and sucking and nibbling a little and using his hand along the parts he can't fit in his mouth and before too long, Logan's trying to pull Kendall's head away.
"Kendall, I'm gonna…"
Kendall just takes Logan in that much further, and Logan can't hold back. Kendall feels the hot sticky substance going down the back of his throat, and some leaks out around his lips, but he decides all the crude locker room comments about swallowing versus spitting don't really matter. He swallows what he can and then wipes off his mouth with a corner of the sheet. It's not his favorite taste in the world, but it's not half bad. He looks up at a panting Logan.
"HOW did you know how to do that?" Logan gasps out.
Kendall just shrugs. "We're both dudes-I figured whatever I imagined would feel good to me, would feel good to you, Logan."
"Good call," Logan said admiringly.
Logan, as usual, falls right off to sleep after climaxing, and Kendall decides he'll take a shower. He hasn't been in there five minutes when the shower curtain is pulled back, and Logan steps into the tub behind him. Kendall tries to turn around, but Logan's got his arms wrapped snugly around Kendall and is pressed up tight against him from behind. "Stay there," Logan tells him. "I wanna try something." Logan rubs his hand across Kendall's chest, gathering up what shower gel and bubbles he can get from there, and then brings his hand around Kendall's front and grasps his cock and starts pumping it, his hand underneath, pulling forward and pushing back. Kendall cranes his neck around as far as he can to look back at Logan.
"I want to kiss you when we're done," Kendall tells him.
"Count on it," Logan replies.
Kendall braces himself with his left hand up against the wall, and places his right hand over Logan's-not to speed it up or slow it down or to guide it in anyway-he just wants the additional physical contact. At all times. Logan is peppering soft kisses against Kendall's back, and adds a little flick from his thumb at the end of each stroke, and Kendall comes with a shout. He finally gets to turn around and kiss Logan, the warm shower spray cascading over them.
They help each other towel off and get back into bed, and another perfect day comes to an end. The next day is spent writing snatches of songs and playing video games and taking turns cooking for each other-Kendall makes the best breakfasts, so that's his job again, Logan whips up some spaghetti and meatballs for lunch, and then Kendall cooks up some chicken for supper and Logan makes a salad.
The clock is ticking down on when everyone will be back, and besides, Kendall wants some. He tells Logan it's been a couple of days, he's not that sore anymore, let's put that lube to good use. When they're in bed, Logan nuzzles his way down Kendall's happy trail with his nose, and Kendall murmurs, "Whadda ya doing?"
Logan answers huskily, "I want to taste you," and works his way all the way down and places Kendall's tip in his mouth, and mmmm's, and when he looks up at Kendall with those big brown eyes, Kendall has to hold himself back from thrusting up his hips and pushing himself into Logan's mouth. Logan, again relying on things he learned reading fan fiction, takes his time and uses his tongue and uses his vocal cords and lips to create vibrations and makes Kendall feel SO good, and by the time Logan is entering him again, all Kendall is feeling is pleasure and desire and now that he sort of knows what to expect, he just relaxes into it and marvels at the feeling of Logan filling him up.
The next morning, Kendall is looking at Logan, well, the back of Logan. He's on his stomach, his arms crossed on the pillow, with his head resting on them, his thick dark hair mussed and wild. Kendall reluctantly but gently covers Logan with the sheet and blanket.
"I'm awake, Kendall," Logan's sleepy voice is muffled, but Kendall can hear the smile in his tone. Kendall pulls the sheet and blanket back down so he can see Logan's back dimples. He kisses Logan's lower back, and asks Logan if he's warm enough, he's covered in goose bumps.
"You caused them," Logan said, smiling down into his arm where his head is resting and scrunching up his shoulders, everything Kendall was doing to him felt so good. Kendall made his way up Logan's back, lightly kissing up his spine and then bestowing soft kisses to each shoulder blade, then nuzzling into the crook of Logan's neck.
Logan rolled over onto his back and put his hands on Kendall's bare shoulders, pulling him down into a kiss. They kissed for a few minutes and Logan said, "This is nice. We haven't ever just made out yet."
Kendall pulled away a bit and looked down at Logan. "What do you mean?"
"We've never just taken the time and kissed. We always wind up…it always leads to…other stuff."
"It doesn't."
"Kendall, first of all, we've only been doing this a few days. Our first kiss was just the other night, and that escalated quickly."
Kendall smiled at the memory, and then thought about all the times since. Logan was right. They couldn't keep their hands off each other.
"What are we gonna do when everybody gets home?" Kendall asked.
"We're going to have to try to be quiet, I guess," Logan said looking up at him with laughter in his dark eyes. But then he got serious, and held one of Kendall's hands in his and rested them together on his chest. "Hey, Kendall?"
"Yes?"
"Can we keep this between us for now, too?"
Kendall's eyebrows came together, he wasn't exactly frowning, but Logan knew him well enough to know he was disappointed by what Logan was saying.
"It's just-it's not so much that I want to keep it FROM everyone, I just want to keep it FOR us, for now," Logan explained quickly. "If we tell them about it, it'll be all they'll want to talk about, and they'll ask us about us, and future plans..."
Kendall could just cry. Once again, Logan's absolutely right, but this is so unfair!
"No, no, you're right, Logan. This is so new, of course we should treasure it to ourselves for a while longer," Kendall says, trying to keep the conversation away from thinking about the future they don't get to have. Kendall once again tells himself to only live in the moment-that's all anyone ever really gets to have. "Um, you want to try that making out thing you were talking about?"
"Actually, if you wouldn't mind, I'd very much like to be inside you again," Logan said, his eyes dark and heavy-lidded. They both were so careful to never say "make love" because of Logan's feelings on the subject of loving someone just to lose them, but they knew what they had was more than just sex. Logan wanted to convey to Kendall somehow that his desire for him was special. Kendall was delighted to learn that, unlike the first time, he didn't need to wait before doing it again.
The guys and Knights get back and the boys find precious little time to be alone together, but they manage. Being quiet's no fun, though.
One day after a full day rehearsing choreography, they're back at 2J and Kendall's already lying on the couch and James and Carlos are sitting on the other arm of it, facing the TV, watching a hockey game. Logan comes in and sits in the corner where the two couches meet, Kendall sitting up to make a spot for him. Logan starts massaging Kendall's shoulders and he just hangs his head down and lets him. James glances over and asks what he's doing.
Logan says, "Kendall worked hard at practice."
To which James says, "So did you," but just goes back to watching the game.
Logan finds a knot in Kendall's shoulder and works it out with strong fingers, and Kendall moans loudly, just like he did in the bedroom before everyone came home.
Carlos says, "Get a room," and Kendall says he's gonna do just that, and stands up and looks at Logan with raised brows.
"I want to see more of the game, I'll be down at the end of the period," Logan tells him.
"It's on DVR, you can watch it anytime," Kendall tells him, but Logan looks down at his lap significantly, and Kendall finally gets it and says he'll see him "in the morning" so exaggeratedly Logan is sure the other two are gonna catch on.
But they don't.