Undying Love
Disclaimer: I do not own BTR as a band or as a TV show nor do I own any of them because if I did they would be doing stuff everyone here would enjoy
Content Warning: This story is rated M (fan fiction) TV-MA (if it was on TV) and R (if it was a movie; I think everyone would enjoy a movie with Carlos and Logan getting intimate) for Dialogue, Language, Violence, and Sexual Content.
Before You Read: This story is a sequel to my first BTR fan fiction entitled "Round & Round", so you might want to read that story first. Please enjoy. Reviews are appreciated.
Recap:
"I see the way you look at him, Kendall…I know this is hurting you as much as it is me and Carlos."
Kendall's eyes grew big and he stared at Logan.
"Kendall…I'm sorry…"
Kendall grabbed Logan in a friendly hug. "Logan…don't be…what he did was wrong. You and Carlos' relationship is something special, don't ever look down on it."
Logan started to tear up in Kendall's chest. "Why did he do it, Kendall?"
No response…
It's not as if Kendall knew, either…
Chapter 9 – Conflicting Emotions
Kendall was awake for a long time that night.
James hadn't returned from wherever he had left to that night, and it was almost 2:30.
Kendall was in the middle of a mental struggle: should he be worried about James? He did, and yes, he would admit it, have feelings for the tall pretty boy. But after that incident, he wondered if he should put his feelings away for the sake of Carlos and Logan.
Logan…how he knew Kendall felt for James, he didn't know. He thought he didn't show it, especially because Carlos, who was keen on out-of-proportional feelings, didn't catch it.
"Kendall?"
Kendall looked up at the door.
"Yeah, Carlos?"
Carlos looked at him, not exactly the usual pompous Carlos look, but a more serious look that Kendall wasn't used to.
"James, what's wrong?"
James couldn't bear to look at her. He simply looked at the ground, his face obviously covered in dry tears.
"James?"
James kissed her. James just kissed her passionately; he needed to release all of his pent-up emotions, and he did just that by kissing her.
Camille was flabbergasted, yet fascinated.
"I'm sorry, Camille, but…"
"Don't be sorry," Camille planted a kiss on his lips and took a hold of his hand. "Come sit down with me and tell me what's wrong."
James hesitated, but followed his girlfriend back to her couch. The two of them sat down, and James fought back tears.
"James, what's wrong?" Camille asked for the second time.
"I screwed up, Camille, I screwed up," James cried.
"Screwed what up?" she asked.
"I took it too far. I'm pretty sure they hate me now…Carlos and Logan…"
Camille sighed at the mention of her ex-boyfriend. She still cared for him as a friend, so she insisted upon the conversation.
"What did you do?"
"Kendall, Logan told me everything."
"What is 'everything'?"
"About your feelings for him."
"What about them?"
Carlos released his serious demeanor, and Kendall noticed the happy Carlos returning.
"I'm sorry. If I hadn't agreed to the bet, this wouldn't have happened and…"
Kendall looked up. "So you're not pissed at him anymore?"
"Oh, no, I want to run him over with Logan's car."
Kendall sunk his head again.
"But that doesn't mean that I can blame you for feeling for him."
Kendall noticed that Carlos was sounding much more mature than he gave him credit for.
"No, it's fine. What he did was wrong, and I don't want anything to do with him."
Carlos got up, but not before giving Kendall a reassuring hug. "I know that's a lie, but I'm going to leave you alone. Logan and I are there for you, Kendall."
Kendall smirked. "Funny, shouldn't I be the one there for you and Logan. You're the ones who got the short end of the stick."
"Logan and I aren't happy about what James did, and I wonder if we'll ever forgive him, but you've just got to go with the flow. You know?"
Carlos smiled at Kendall and left the room.
"James, baby, how could you?"
"I…I don't know, I was getting sick of hearing them going at it night after night…" James was rocking back in forth.
Camille slapped the taste out of his mouth. James looked up at her shocked.
"James, I love you, but that is seriously messed up. You need to apologize to them."
"I doubt that will do me any good."
Camille slapped him again. Funny, James thought. This is was Logan must have gone through when they were dating.
"This isn't about you, James. You're not the one who you hurt. They are."
"You're right. I can't be selfish about this."
"Damn straight."
"What movie are you auditioning for now?"
"I believe a remake of one of the Madea movies…" Camille responded. "And I have to practice, so you go and work your magic."
"Please let me stay here tonight," James begged. "I promise I'll go back tomorrow and try to set things straight."
"Fine, James…"
Logan was typing away at his laptop, looking in his digital photo album. He browsed for a while until he stopped and glanced at a particular one.
It was a picture of him and Carlos one day in the park. They were sitting on the grass, admiring the sunset, Logan happily in Carlos' arms.
But it seemed like fate was always ripping him and Carlos apart.
"Logan?"
Logan looked up from his laptop. Carlos was standing in the doorway, clad in a pair of his nighttime pajamas. Carlos usually just slept in his boxers and a T-shirt, but he occasionally slept in pajamas. Logan had noticed, though, that Carlos usually wore pajamas when he was upset or depressed. He was experienced in reading Carlos' actions…he was his ex-boyfriend after all.
"Yeah, Carlos?"
"I'm sorry."
Logan was confused. "For what, buddy?"
"I don't know. I just thought I should apologize to you," Carlos kept an innocent face on the whole time.
Logan knew Carlos wasn't in the best of moods, so as a good friend, he set his computer to the side, stood up, walked over to Carlos, and gave him a friendly hug.
Just a friendly hug…
But neither boy wanted to be just friends with the other. They loved each other too much for that.
That could be a possible explanation for why they were currently entangled in a passionate, heart-felt kiss.
Neither boy knew who started it.
Neither boy cared, either.
Carlos grabbed Logan around the hips, while Logan wrapped his arms around Carlos' neck. Time was but a second thought, because the two boys were in their own world. A world where nothing could interfere, where there was no concern…nothing but endless passion.
Carlos thrust into Logan, his hard-on evident in his loose pajama bottoms. Both boys moaned in pure pleasure.
"I've waited for this for too long, Logan," moaned Carlos.
Logan smiled, but then he broke apart from Carlos. "Carlos, if we do this, we're proving we're nothing but sex-crazed hormonal teenagers."
Both boys looked away from each other for a moment. It was just a moment, but then the two boys were back on each other.
"But then again, that is kinda what we are," said Logan.
"Shut up and kiss me," Carlos moaned. Carlos started to push Logan closer to the bed. Logan was busying himself by unbuttoning Carlos' pajama top, revealing Carlos' toned, tan chest and abs.
"I missed this…" moaned Logan.
Carlos, just on pure arousal, ripped Logan's shirt off of him and pulled Logan's pants down forcefully.
"Calm down, tiger," Logan joked.
"Fine, then I'll stop kissing you right now," Carlos threatened playfully.
"Why don't you throw me in prison while you're at it?" said Logan.
Carlos could feel Logan's erection poking him through his boxers, and Carlos was as hard as a rock. Logan managed to get rid of his pants somehow, and he was pleased to see that Carlos was wearing no underwear.
Carlos started to kiss all around Logan's body, leaving marks wherever he could.
"You're mine, Logie, and nothing is going to change that," said Carlos.
"I wouldn't prefer it any other way," Logan purred.
Carlos continued to plant kisses all over Logan's exposed chest. Finally, he started to tug at the top of Logan's boxers.
"Are you sure?"
"Will you take me already?" begged Logan.
Carlos grinned immensely and pulled the boxers off, leaving the two boys in quite a predicament. Both boys moaned simultaneously when their arousals touched and rubbed against each other. Carlos put two fingers in his mouth and then brought them down to Logan's entrance, scissoring the tight entryway. He brought in a third finger.
"Carlos, stop playing games and fuck me already!" Logan was getting impatient.
"I'm not going to fuck you," Carlos said. "I'm going to make love to you."
Carlos took this opportunity to shove his erection into Logan's stretched hole, causing Logan to whimper in pain and pleasure. Carlos pulled out and pushed back in, making Logan's moans even louder.
"You're soooo tight, Logie," cooed Carlos as he started to pick up the pace.
"That feels so good, Carlos, move faster!"
Carlos followed instructions, going even faster. Logan pulled a pillow across his face to stifle the moans, and Carlos kept on with what he was doing until he felt the familiar feeling bubble in his stomach.
Logan beat him to the chase, releasing his sticky seed all over himself and Carlos' abdomen. Carlos couldn't take it anymore, and soon followed and released inside of Logan. He collapsed beside Logan on the bed, completely worn out.
"That…was simply astonishing…" said Logan as he tried to stabilize his breathing.
"I'm never giving this up for a stupid bet ever again," promised Carlos.
"You'd better not, you jerk!" Logan snapped playfully.
Carlos kissed Logan hard on the mouth and the two boys pulled the covers over them. They soon fell to sleep in each other's arms.
Kendall knew he had to do this. It was for his own good that he got this special help.
"Ok, Kendall, what is it you've called me here for?" asked the person sitting on the bed opposite Kendall. "Does it involve your love for James?"
"Katie, I need you to help me-" Kendall groaned at the obviousness of his feelings for the pretty boy. "-get rid of my feelings for James."
End of chapter nine.
A/N: Please review! Anyone else happy that they've...you knowed once more? Hope you enjoyed.