《Sanders Sides Lemons》Go to Bed (Logince)
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Okay, I have multiple tasks to do, that's fine. I'm fine. Everything is just. Fine. I need to get these tasks done, even if that means staying up. Not that that matters anymore; I haven't slept for about 25 hours. But I'm fine.
"Okay, so I need this to be this way and if I just-" I was talking to myself like I always do when I get stressed out with my work, but then I hear a knock on my door.
"I'm... I'm a little busy, can this wait?" I shout through the door. "Logan, it's 1 in the morning. You need to go to bed." I hear who I assume to be Roman say.
"Out of the question; I need to get this done." I tell him. He opens the door, making me sigh and turn around. He was wearing pajamas because it's night time. "Roman, please. I'll be fine." I say. Roman raises his eyebrows at me and blinks. "You look like you just got done battling a Dragon Witch." he remarks.
"I- that's ridiculous; that's not even a real creature." I say, adjusting my glasses and rolling my chair over to a desk littered with paperwork. "Logan, you need sleep!" he says.
"No, what I need is to get this done." I tell him, writing multiple notes down on the papers. It made me jump slightly when Roman abruptly put his hand on top of mine, stopping my writing.
I turn to look at him, a little embarrassed about the current situation. He looks back at me with a pleading look and says, "Logan, please, you're obviously exhausted. I just want you to get some rest."
I sigh and say "Roman-" He cuts me off by holding a finger to my mouth, shaking his head. "No buts. If I have to make you sleep, I will." He says lowly in my ear.
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I know Logan wouldn't ever admit it, but he is totally blushing right now.
"And just how do you intend on doing that, Roman?" he asks, putting the pen down. "Like this~" I say before pulling him up from his chair by his arm. "Roman, what-?" he starts, but I cut him off with a kiss.
When we pull away, I say, "Logan, I need your permission if I'm gonna continue." It takes a moment, but eventually, Logan's face turns pink and he says, "I... Yes, you may continue." I smile and start kissing his neck, leading him to his bed.
When we sit down, I start taking off his necktie, which was loose already. I pull it off of him, unbuttoning his shirt afterwards.
When I take it off, I push Logan down and start leaving hickeys on his chest, making him moan. Logan tugs at my pajama shirt, and I get the message. I pull away from him and pull my shirt off, leaving both of us shirtless.
I get an idea and stratled him, which causes both of us to moan at the slight friction. I kiss Logan again, licking his bottom lip to deepen it.
I pull away from him after a while, both of us panting slightly. I move my legs so I can take off Logan's pants, tossing them to the floor.
"Roman~!" he moans. I smirk and teasingly run my hand against his clothed member, making him whine. "What~?" I coo to him. Logan growls slightly and says, "This is unbearable! Please, just... Do something!"
I smirk and pull off his boxers, licking his length before putting it in my mouth. Logan moans, which is a sound I'm growing to like.
Roman was... And I'm doing... When and how? I'm not complaining, though...
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"R-roman... I want more..." I shyly admit. He chuckles at me and pulls off, summoning lubricant for his fingers. He soon pushes one inside me, making me moan.
"You like that, Logan~?" he, dare I say, purrs at me. All I can do is groan in response as he adds his second finger. When he adds his third, I subconsciously push back against his fingers.
Roman chuckles again at me and says, "You seem eager~" "Roman, please..." I practically whine at him. "Okay, okay." he says, pulling out his fingers and putting lubricant on his member.
He looks at me for my consent, and all I can do is nod. He pushes inside me, stopping when he's all the way in. "C-come on, move..." I tell him. He smirks and does just that, pumping in and out of me at an even pace.
He ends up hitting my prostate, making me cry out as he kisses my neck. He continues hitting me there while mercilessly sucking on my sweet spot. I know I was moaning multiple times, but I suppose Roman didn't care.
"You're loud, aren't you~?" Roman whispers to me, making me blush. "My little Logan~" he says, pulling my face to his to kiss me.
I honestly found it sort of adorable how much Logan moans. I guess I have a bias, seeing as how I like him, but his sounds are just so pretty.
"Roman!" he says, breaking the kiss and digging his nails into my back slightly. He was getting close, I could tell.
"Yes, Logan~?" I say, getting close myself. He pants a few times before saying, "C-close!" I nod, trying to hit him in that spot every time.
Logan moaned my name as he came all over both of our chests, and I follow soon after, filling him up before pulling out. I clean us up and look at Logan, who looks more tired than before.
"Logan?" I say as I lay down and pull him closer to me. "R-roman, you're not going to leave?" he asks. I shake my head and say, "Why would I let my love sleep alone? Now, go to bed, Logan." I tell him.
"Did you really just engage me in sexual intercourse to get me worn down enough to sleep?" he asks, curling into me with a ‘are you serious’ smile.
"Mm-hmm. Go to sleep." I say, drifting off. Logan gives a short laugh and says, "Fine. You win, Roman."
I him contently as Logan makes himself comfortable in my arms. "Love you." I mumble sleeply. "...Love you too." he answers. We both fell asleep, both happy with each other.
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