Back Against The Wall {Chapter 24}

Finally, Adrian and Logan were both collected enough to get out of the courtroom, since it was echoing so loudly around them as they spoke in near-whispers. It was almost like the verdict was echoing around the both of them, lingering right there.1

Adrian had his fingers laced with Logan’s, smiling a little sadly over his shoulder as the younger man had his head ducked down slightly. The drive back to Adrian’s apartment was a total blur for both of them, and Adrian was surprised he could even recall the directions to his house, almost feeling like he was in that alcoholic haze once more.2

Once they made it into the homey, cream-colored sanctuary, he pulled Logan to his chest, shutting his eyes and feeling the body pressed against him start to shiver.3

Younger hands fisted at his shirt, wanting to take back that resigned signature of whispers once more, a shuddering breath breaking Adrian’s fragile heart. Again.4

Adrian bit down on his lip hard and threaded his fingers through Logan’s hair, murmuring softly to him, and it turned into song. He shut his eyes and sang softly, just loud enough for Logan to hear, as his husky voice was right in his lover’s ear. The lyrics didn’t have a rhyme or a reason, and he wasn’t even sure if he was really singing, but either way it was calming the younger man, the tremors stilling.5

Logan looked up at him, golden eyes wide, his pupils taking over the golden irises, and he slid a hand around the back of Adrian’s neck, pulling him in for an aching kiss.6

The moment their lips met, tears sprung out of nowhere all over again. It was unclear whom it had come from first, but after a moment their tears mingled so much they didn’t care.7

“Take me,” Logan murmured against Adrian’s lips, and if he were surprised, he didn’t show it. He merely nodded and slid his hands down Logan’s sides, feeling the contours under the suit as if he’d never felt them before, memorizing them.8

He slid Logan’s suit jacket off and threw it over his couch, sliding his palms over the hard cords of Logan’s chest muscle, his pectorals hard and slightly quivering under the erotic touch. Logan slid his jacket off too, and his landed God-knew-where. He didn’t care, though. All he cared about was keeping this gorgeous man’s lips on his own.9

He felt the palms of Logan’s hands scaling his torso, pulling them closer as the heels of his palms rested right on the crevice of his defined hips. He gasped into the kiss and ground his hips forward. He too slid his hands down his lover’s hard body, finding quivering muscle under his touch until he worked the shirt free and slid his hands under.10

Logan groaned needily at the touch, and it doubled as Adrian pressed his thumbs into Logan’s definition, making his hips buck and his cock twitch against his own. He moaned and deepened the kiss, accosting Logan’s tongue with his own, making him fight for dominance though he knew what the younger man wanted.11

Logan led the way back to Adrian’s room and fell back on the bed first, legs falling parallel, clumsy fingers moving up to unbutton Adrian’s shirt and shove it fluidly off his shoulders. Adrian smiled and threw it somewhere, beginning to work on Logan’s button-by-button until Logan got impatient and ripped the thing off, throwing it as buttons went left and right. Adrian laughed huskily, but the sound turned into a groan as Logan kissed him.12

Logan rolled his hips up, creating friction between them, and Adrian had no choice but to rock his hips downward in return, feeling their cocks grind together through the stifling cover of the slacks.13

“Off,” Adrian murmured, forcing himself away to strip off his pants, watching out of the corner of his eyes as his younger lover did the same. He grinned a bit as Logan laid back on the bed, nude and waiting for him, back arched just slightly in wait.14

Adrian immediately covered him, crushing their lips together almost violently, though his hand was gentle as he stroked Logan’s arousal, making him arch and moan beneath him, the heavy breathing misting against the fine hairs of his face. It smelled sweet, like toothpaste and coffee. His body smelled the opposite, the scent spicy and almost herbal, but achingly masculine it made his entire body surge with need.15

He couldn’t believe this would be one of the last times.16

For now. He’ll come out of it just fine, and you’ll be together again, the persistent optimist in him quipped, and he smiled a bit, letting that thought soothe him enough to let his hand travel up and down Logan’s length in smooth, rapturous motions.17

Adrian pulled away, and Logan whimpered. The lawyer smiled over his shoulder and fished out a small tube from his bedside table. He came back to settle between his lover’s legs, slicking his fingers generously with the lubricant.18

He leaned in with both his hand and his lips, murmuring ‘I love you’ before slipping one finger into Logan’s bared entrance, pressing his lips to the opposite pair much the same. His other hand covered Logan’s arousal again, stroking it as his fingers stroked the hot inner walls.19

He felt Logan arch below him and huskily moan out a curse, and he was breathless merely by watching. He ached to be inside the perfect younger man splayed so sensually beneath him.20

He slid a second finger in just as Logan’s lips parted in a groan. He slid his tongue in and felt the instant reaction of his lover surging beneath him again, and he knew in that moment the other was aching just as badly for him.21

After stretching for a moment, Adrian withdrew his hand and lined himself up, keeping his lips locked with Logan’s as he pushed into him. He groaned loudly as the tight heat surrounded him, flexing fiercely as his entire body undulated, sweat glistening and trailing down a barely-feathered hairy chest, catching on the fine hairs and dripping slowly, languidly, down Logan’s chest as he arched once more. His hand slid up and down Logan’s shaft in slow, sensual movements.22

“Adrian,” Logan bit out breathlessly, the word right against his lips, and he shuddered, trying to commit that to memory, the feeling of his name on Logan’s lips.23

“I love you,” Adrian murmured as he pushed inward, sinking in all the way and drawing back slowly, only to thrust inward, watching Logan’s body vault under the movement. He moaned at the dual sensations: watching Logan react, and the friction against his own cock from being buried to the hilt inside of the intensely sexual beast beneath him.24

“Love you too.” Logan’s voice was a raspy moan as his hips rocked, needing more from the giver of the pleasure.25

Adrian rolled his hips forward in a sensual surge and Logan groaned in pure pleasure, all precedence of pain forgotten as he felt Adrian’s head slide right against the hypersensitive spot that turned him into a writhing mess beneath his lover. That, paired with the hand moving at the same speed over his arousal, wasn’t helping him keep his climax at bay.26

Adrian kept his slow rocking thrusts until he felt the slight tingle from pre-orgasm flare up in every fiber of his being, and he shuddered. He knew Logan was feeling it too, by the way his lips parted and he began to pant, his groans becoming more consistent and loud.27

Logan reached down and gripped onto Adrian’s hips, finding the swell of his ass and digging his nails in, pulling his lover closer, and as he did the head of Adrian’s cock nailed his prostate, and it was over.28

A surging seizure went through Logan as his back arched gracefully off the bed, his jaw slightly dropped, eyes shut in ecstasy. His lashes fanned out over his skin, leaving shadows behind. His forehead was slightly creased as the orgasm racked him, and sweat trickled down his temple and slid down his neck. He’d seen stars dance across his eyelids, and he was coming down from the atmosphere at a very slow rate, his heart pounding in his chest as he gasped for air.29

Adrian hadn’t even noticed that Logan slid a sweat-slicked finger into him until it was too late and he hooked it just enough to nail his prostate in return. It was more than enough to throw him straight over the edge, never to return the same.30

He let out a breathy curse and thrust his hips forward once more, liquid fire shooting through every single vein, numbing him out for a second before it all exploded, an explosion of epic proportions took place as all the tension released in his body. He felt his orgasm uncoil and release into Logan, who arched and gasped in surprise as odd warmth filled him.31

Adrian’s lips were parted, his chest rising and falling, and he could feel the sweat tracing the arch of his curving back. His eyes were half-open and a dazed, hazed gold, almost glowing in the lowlight. A flush overtook the light dusting of freckles on his face, and he noticed Logan was flushed as well.32

As Adrian rocked his hips and rode out his orgasm, Logan leaned up and caught his lips in a passionate kiss that transferred everything he could never hope to be eloquent enough to say.33

Adrian was moaning in the back of his throat through the kiss, and he finally just collapsed atop his lover, burying his face in the crook of his neck, lingering inside of Logan for a moment before he slid out to curl up next to him, arm thrown over his broad chest.34

“Will you wait for me?” Logan murmured, looking over to Adrian, who looked up with wide eyes, his head tilting. He smiled just slightly and leaned in.35

“I’d wait forever,” he murmured before sealing their lips together once more, an erotic sigh leaving Logan, as the kiss grew more intimate over the span of what seemed like an hour and a second at the same time, heating his body from the inside out once more.36

“I want to be inside you,” Logan whispered. One more time hung silently in the air, and Adrian merely nodded as if knowing what he was thinking, shifting to where he was laying on his back, spread out for his lover to take.37

Logan’s heart ached for the beauty that was beneath him as he shifted to lie between Adrian’s legs. He felt tears stinging his eyes once more, and he silenced them by laying a hard and passion-filled kiss to Adrian’s ready-and-willing mouth.38

He grabbed the abandoned tube of lubricant and slicked his own fingers with the substance, watching Adrian’s back arch off the bed, the sheets sticking slightly as sweat ran down his back and torso in rivulets.39

He watched how the transparent drops slid down his body, pooling in the definition of his hips, and as he slid one finger slowly into Adrian, he ducked his head down and traced the crevice slowly with his tongue.40

Adrian obviously liked it.41

He gasped and one-fisted Logan’s hair with a low groan, arching further as the other hand slid up to grip at the pillow behind him, baring his smooth, sculpted chest as he did so. His eyes were shut, his lips parted as his ribcage expanded and receded, and Logan’s body ached, specifically right between his pectorals, under his sternum.42

He pushed a second finger in as his tongue continued to dance along the skin, tasting the clean sweat off the other man with a moan as he shifted his fingers around enough so that he could draw back and push his hips forward into him, his hand sliding around Adrian’s arousal, stroking it slowly and coaxing wavering moans of bliss out of his lover.43

The first ring of tight muscle was like heaven for Logan as he groaned gutturally. Adrian echoed the sound and bucked his hips up into the hand that was working him into frenzy. The hand that was in Logan’s hair slid down to his shoulder, gripping it tightly with his nails as his body lifted off the bed, undulating heavily.44

“More,” he gasped, his ever-even hips pulling that ebb-and-flow out of Logan as he rocked forward, soon turning into turbulent thrusts that drew sweat down his back once more, tracing the sculpted contours of his ass and sliding down his bare thighs.45

Adrian was drenched from his lips to his hair, which was sticking to his forehead and cheeks. His eyes were closed in rapture, and his lips were open much the same. His body moved perfectly with his lover’s as he panted and moaned.46

Logan brushed Adrian’s prostate perfectly one time, and it undid him. He cried out huskily, gripped both his shoulder and the pillow behind him as his body lifted off the bed, and the pressure from the movement paired with the erotic visual sent Logan spiraling right there with him.47

It was minutes and hours later when Logan regained conscious thought. He looked up to see eyes identical to his watching him with an adoration that made his heart hurt.48

No words were spoken, mainly because none needed to be. Their eyes spoke it all for them. Adrian leaned in and nudged his nose with Logan’s, smiling a bit and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips that was returned.49

They’d get through this. Adrian was damn confident of it.