Their second kiss was less tentative than the first, their mouths slamming together with heat and energy as Logan pulled Sebastian in closer. Sebastian felt as though the floodgates that he'd been trying to keep closed had just burst open, his instincts thundering over him like a tidal wave of desire. He wanted to feel Logan everywhere – to be touched everywhere – to be used and wrecked and then used again until the heat within him was finally satisfied.

"What do you want?" Logan murmured. "I'll do anything."

Sebastian's hands shook as he cupped Logan's face between them. He was speechless, his desires too much to be put into words. "I want everything," he breathed, finally, the tension between them more than he could bear.

"Okay," Logan said gently, his hands running over Sebastian's bare sides. "Anything you want. This is your show, okay? You're in charge here." He looked deep into Sebastian's eyes as though he had some further message to convey, but deciphering hints was more than Sebastian could manage while pressed up against a hot and willing body, his blood thundering in his ears.

He kissed Logan again instead, deep and filthy, Logan's tongue sliding into his mouth like a parody of what Sebastian really wanted. Logan shivered as Sebastian slid his hands down Logan's neck to his shoulders, clinging to him as he rocked down against Logan's groin.

"You're so hot," Logan groaned between kisses. He buried his face in Sebastian's shoulder. "Fuck, you smell so good." He nipped at Sebastian's neck, making him cry out with pleasure. "Do you know how fucking good you smell right now?"

"Why don't you do something about it?" Sebastian taunted him, gasping.

Logan dipped his head further, brushing light kisses over Sebastian's chest. His tongue flicked over Sebastian's hard nipple, sending a bolt of lightning down Sebastian's spine. He'd never thought much about his nipples before, but now they were electric, super-sensitive to every caress of Logan's lips, every touch of his hot, wet tongue. Sebastian moaned, his grip on Logan's shoulders tightening, Logan's strong arm around his back keeping him from writhing away from this sweet torture. A brief respite when Logan switched to the other nipple, but then they were back again to the gentle flicks, the hot breath, that seemed almost to be delivered to his now-hard cock, it was responding so eagerly to the feeling. He clutched fruitlessly at Logan's shirt, incensed by the unfairness of Logan’s clothes when Sebastian needed him now, skin to skin.

Grinding down on Logan's lap produced no relief. Through the layers of their jeans, Sebastian could feel Logan's erection rising to meet his own as Logan's teeth scraped gently over his nipple and Logan's arms tightened around him. Every touch seemed to increase the fire within him, to increase his need. He wanted more, and he was going to have it.

"I want you naked," Sebastian groaned as his back arched in Logan's embrace, the pounding of his blood seeming to run right from his head down his chest and into the throbbing of his cock. His fingers dug into Logan's shoulders, moving restlessly until he was dragging the shirt off over Logan's head, Logan releasing his embrace for a moment to tug the shirt off his arms and fling it away.

The flush Sebastian could feel in his cheeks was matched by the glow spreading down Logan's chest, and he stared for a moment, transfixed by the sight. Logan's eyes were dark and burning as he looked up at Sebastian's face, the muscles in his chest shifting as he panted. Sebastian leaned back a fraction, caught by Logan's sudden hand on his back, and ran his fingers down Logan's chest, circling one nipple and then moving down over the perfection of his abs. Had he always had abs like that, his body moving with a coiled strength that made Sebastian's breath quicken and pulse?

Logan's hips jerked up under Sebastian's touch, the bulge in his jeans straining towards Sebastian's hand. Even covered and held down under the zip of his jeans, the swell of his cock felt remarkably large under Sebastian's hand, and Sebastian was gripped by the need to see it right now, to know what other secrets Logan had been keeping from him. He twisted away from Logan's careful hands and slid off the couch with a soft thump, landing on his knees. Logan looked confused for a second and then his eyes widened as Sebastian pushed his thighs apart and leaned in to open his fly.

Nothing else seemed to matter once Sebastian had freed Logan's erection, pushing Logan's jeans only far enough down his hips for his dick to rise up, thick and hard, towards his belly. Had he always been this big? Or had Sebastian never wanted him this much before? His eyes fixed on the flushed length that every instinct swore to him would sate the need burning in his belly, and he leaned in. He wanted to smell Logan, to taste him, to inhale the scent of sex that seemed to be rising from the two of them in waves, stoking the fires inside of him. Logan's cock lay heavy on his tongue, salt and sex mingling as Sebastian lapped at the head and Logan groaned above him.

"Oh, fuck, Seb," Logan moaned. His hips jerked up once, pushing his cock deeper into Sebastian's mouth before he sank down again, gripping the edge of the couch like a drowning man. He felt amazing in Sebastian’s mouth, and Sebastian pushed himself forward, his lips stretching around Logan's girth, the head of Logan's cock bumping the back of his throat until he was swallowing helplessly around it.

He was intoxicated by the feel of Logan's cock, by the scent of sex and Alpha and his own heat, his tongue curving around the shaft of Logan's cock as though he could draw it even deeper into himself. Shoving a hand into his own jeans to wrap around his cock, Sebastian groaned, his need unrelieved, and Logan's abs twitched and clenched as the vibration of it hit him.

"Fuck, I'm so close," Logan groaned, his thighs trembling on either side of Sebastian's head. Sebastian swallowed again, the feeling of Logan's cock inside him pushing out almost any other thought he tried to hold in his head. Almost any thought, except for the demands of his body to be fucked, to be filled and satisfied.

Pulling away with a wet and filthy sound, Sebastian looked up into Logan's wide eyes. "You can't come," he said, the intensity in his voice appearing out of nowhere. "I still need you to fuck me." This was his heat, and he was going to do it on his own terms.

Logan blinked at him, once, twice, and nodded sharply. "There, there's stuff in my bedroom," he said, his voice rasping.

Sebastian reached out towards him, chest heaving. "Then let's go."

His legs were too shaky to stand up on his own, but Sebastian pulled himself up with Logan's help, twining himself around his friend as the two of them staggered towards the bedroom. Unbuttoned, Sebastian's jeans slid from his hips as they walked, and he let his boxers slide with them, kicking them away as he swayed through the bedroom door and towards the bed.

Whether it was his unsteadiness or the pounding force of his need, Sebastian tumbled onto the bed on top of Logan, the two of them tangled together. They kissed again, pressing tightly together, Logan pushed up on one elbow to clutch at Sebastian. It made Sebastian shiver all the way down to his curled toes, but it wasn't what he needed, and he pulled away, kneeling over Logan's body, wrapping his hand around Logan's hard cock.

"There's–" Logan said, gasping, "There's stuff in the nightstand."

Sebastian reached out and came away with a palmful of lotion, but as he slid a slippery finger inside himself, he knew it was hardly necessary. His heat was fully upon him now, and he was slick and open and ready. All he was doing was reminding himself just how much he wanted Logan inside of him.

Logan's hands stroked Sebastian's thighs as he lined himself up to ride Logan's cock. Logan's gaze was dark and heated and Sebastian let his eyes flutter shut as much to avoid the look there that he couldn't read as to feel the push and stretch of Logan's cock in his ass as he settled back onto the heated length. It seemed to push the breath out of Sebastian's lungs as he let it deeper and deeper inside of him, leaving him gasping, but finally almost satisfied, his body letting him know that this is what it had needed all along.

He rose up again, and slid back down, adjusting to the thickness of Logan's cock inside him. Sebastian's ass brushed the roughness of Logan's jeans, the scratch of his zipper, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered except for how hard he was going to ride his best friend.

Sebastian's thighs burned as he fucked himself down on Logan's cock. His breath was coming in shuddering gasps now, the scratchy rhythm just off the regularity of his hips as he ground down against Logan's dick, feeling it slide within him as he moved up and down it. Logan's hand cupped his ass, his fingers digging into the muscle there and making Sebastian shake, pulling him forward enough that Logan could wrap his free hand around Sebastian's cock.

As Logan jerked him off, tight and hard, Sebastian shook in his grasp. He'd meant to be in charge here, to ride Logan until his heat was done and he was finally sated, but he felt trapped instead, pushing forward desperately into Logan's twisting grip, and back against his cock, driving Logan deeper and deeper inside himself as Logan held him open. It was too much, but it was also perfect, exactly what he needed as the burning desire inside him flared up and drove him onward.

He was hardly thinking at all now, a creature of mindless instinct fucking itself stretched and open, the need to be filled and taken overwhelming him. He was so close now, or maybe still a million miles away, as sensations crowded in on him. He felt himself tense and release as he came, spurting over Logan's hand and his stomach, Logan's cock lodged deep in his ass. Sebastian clenched down around it, and Logan's hips jerked up, maybe half a dozen times, and he was coming too, pulsing deep inside Sebastian in a burst of heat.

Sebastian slumped forward onto Logan's chest, Logan's cock slipping from him with a trickle of wetness that ran down the inside of his thigh. His chest rose and fell raggedly as he gasped for breath, relaxing under Logan's hand as Logan stroked his back. He felt empty now, not satiated, just tired and shaky. Against his belly, trapped between the two of them, his cock was still hard. He keened in the back of his throat, his hips twitching helpless as he tried to push harder into the friction between the two of them, to rub his cock against the perfection of Logan's abs.

"Hey, hey, it's okay," Logan murmured soothingly into Sebastian's hair. He slid his hand into the wetness between the two of them, grasping Sebastian's cock again. "I've got you." His thumb ran over the sensitized head of Sebastian's cock, making Sebastian tremble and groan, and he began to stroke him gently. Sebastian pushed into the pressure, Logan's hand tight around him, but it wasn't enough, didn't satisfy the need that still burned inside him. He whined, deep in his throat, desperate and needy.

"What do you need?" Logan said, his voice rumbling through the two of them as they pressed close together.

Sebastian moaned, burying his face in Logan's chest and thrusting up into Logan's hand. He needed this, needed to come again – and again, if it came to that. But he also needed to be filled again, his hole twitching empty and slick. "I need something in me." He gasped again. "Please."

Logan's fingers trailed down Sebastian's back and over the curve of his ass, the gentle tease making him shiver and beg. They slid smoothly into his ass, fucking him gently at first, then harder as he pushed back greedily. It was good – it was great, especially when Logan crooked his fingers and stroked his prostate, sending sparks all through his brain – but it wasn't enough.

"Please," Sebastian moaned again, his cheek against Logan's chest. "I need you to fuck me again."

"Yeah?" Logan said slowly, pumping his hand in and out of Sebastian's ass. "You still need to be fucked, huh?" Sebastian had a brief and painful thought that maybe Logan couldn't yet, that he would be stuck with this desperate need until Logan had recovered, but Logan's deep, rumbly voice was still going on. "Do you know how hard I am right now? How good you smell? How good you feel? I'll fuck you as many times as you need. Until you're all the way done, don't you worry." His fingers twisted in Sebastian's ass and Sebastian whimpered, thrusting harder and harder into Logan's hand and feeling Logan match his punishing rhythm. "You want to ride me again?" Logan said, depths of promise oozing from his voice.

Sebastian tried to push himself up onto his knees again, his thighs trembling with the effort, and collapsed back into the bed.

"Legs can't take it?" Logan said, pressing a kiss to Sebastian's hair. Sebastian shook his head. He was wordless and wanting, taken down to yes and please and need and nothing more. He could feel Logan's smile brush over his head. "That's okay," Logan said soothingly. "I'll take care of you."

The feeling of his fingers pulling out of Sebastian's hole made Sebastian whine between his teeth, but he let Logan roll them both over until he was flat on his back on the mattress, Logan looming over him from between his legs. Logan's cock was just as hard as it had been earlier, but now it glistened wetly in the light, and Sebastian squirmed under Logan's hands as he stared at it, almost feeling it shoving inside him once again.

Logan slid his hands up the underside of Sebastian's thighs, almost folding him in half, and bent down to kiss him. His cock fell against Sebastian's, rubbing slick against his erection, over his balls and dipping into his crack, the shaft sliding over the tender edges of Sebastian's eager hole.

"Please," Sebastian said, his voice cracking with the strain.

Logan kissed him again. "Can you stay like this?" he asked, his hips moving just enough to tease Sebastian into a near frenzy.

"Anything," Sebastian said, almost unaware of what his mouth was doing, so much of his attention was centered on how close Logan was to fucking him again.

"Perfect," Logan said. His tongue flicked out against his lips, the wet sheen glinting brightly as Sebastian's eyes fluttered shut and Logan slipped his cock inside Sebastian's ass again, as smooth as butter.

Sebastian felt full again, stretched easily around the weight of the cock in his ass like he was made for nothing else but to take it. He tipped his head back against the pillows as Logan's hips began to move, fucking into him deep and hard. Desperate and wrung out, he let Logan's weight hold his knees up to his chest as Logan's hands curved around his ass and Logan's thighs slapped against him with a wet thud that shook his whole body. He wanted to push up into it, to pull Logan closer, but he could hardly move, pinned to the mattress like he weighed nothing.

"Let me take care of you," Logan was murmuring. "You're so good, so tight and wet and perfect. I've got you." Sebastian could only whimper in reply, the breath slammed out of him with every stroke, his hands clawing weakly at the sheets. His cock jutted up against Logan's stomach, painting trails of come along his abs and throbbing with need.

Sebastian's back arched and he let himself fall into the seemingly endless rhythm, every thought in his head disappearing into the sensations that fizzed through his body.

He didn't know how long it had been when Logan said, his voice tight with need. "Fuck, fuck. I'm going to come. I'm going to come, Seb. I have to. But it's okay. I'll keep fucking you, okay? As long as you want.:" His hips jerked wildly, pushing a yelp from Sebastian's tight throat, and his head bowed as he came with a grunt. But he kept fucking, only more slowly this time, until Sebastian was clenching around him and coming almost untouched, adding to the mess between them once again.

"Tell me what you need," Logan was saying as Sebastian came back to his senses. His hips were rolling gently as he fucked fractionally in and out of Sebastian's ass, his fingers digging into the meat of Sebastian’s hips.

Sebastian took a breath, then another, the fire inside him cooling just enough for him to pull his thoughts together. He was weak and wrung out, but he didn't want to let Logan go just yet. "Can you come for me again?" he said, voice scratchy. "Can you do that?"

"Anything you want," Logan said. His hips began to speed up again. Sebastian found himself flat back on the bed again, being shaken apart. He didn't know if he came again, only that he was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of sensation and need, coming back to himself only when those feelings began to subside. Over top of him, Logan's face was contorting through his own orgasm and Sebastian reached up to touch his cheek. Logan's eyes flew open.

"I think I'm good," Sebastian said croakily. Logan's smile made his stomach do flips, though it was just about the only part of his body left that could move. His legs collapsed stiffly when Logan pulled out of him and drew away, but what did that matter when the thundering desire that had overwhelmed him was retreating and he finally felt satiation and relief.

"You okay?" Logan said, stretching out on the bed beside Sebastian and curling around him.

"Yeah." Sebastian leaned into the embrace, sighing with contentment.

Logan stroked a warm hand down his side. "Are you falling asleep on me?" he asked with fond amusement in his voice

"Yeah." Sebastian resettled his head on the pillow and closed his eyes. Logan was still talking, he thought, something about needing to clean both of them up, but that didn't seem nearly as important as falling asleep and possibly never moving ever again. "Yeah," he said again, vaguely, for good measure. "Good job. Tired now."

Logan's lips brushed his cheek. "Okay," he murmured. "You can sleep." He needn't have said it: Sebastian was already well ahead of any permission he might be granting, his breath smoothing out into soft waves of sleep.