Blaine looked at Logan, angry tears in his eyes. He stood behind him, his hands on his hips and his eyes staring holes into the blond's head. "How many times do I have to tell you? You're not going to hurt me." Blaine gritted out, trying to blink back tears. Logan just stood there, facing the wall, his body shaking in anger.

Blaine shook his head, "Why Logan? Why can't we be a normal couple?" His eyes were burning and his fingers were jerking. He let a few tears slip down his cheeks. "I love you. Logan." The blond turned around and grabbed the shorter boy's face. He forced Blaine to look at him, holding an angry gaze. "Why do you want me to hurt you?" Logan growled. He squeezed on Blaine's neck and the dark haired boy gasped out, his eyes slamming shut. "Look at me!" the blond yelled. Blaine forced himself to look at Logan. "D-do you want me?" Blaine stammered. Logan's hot breathe was hitting his lips. "You know I do." he growled. His hands slipped to Blaine's head and he closed his fingers on Blaine's dark curls. "I want all of you." Blaine jerked forward, smashing their lips together.

"Then take me." Blaine said. Logan let go of Blaine and punched the wall. "I can't, god damnit!" Blaine twisted his lips and huffed. "Why not?" Logan faced the dark haired boy again. "Because. I will end up hurting you!" he slammed his hands against the wall again. "What don't you understand?" The blond's eyes didn't seem to be green anymore. More like brown. He was pissed. "Logan, I'm s-sorry. I just want you..." Logan's eyes only softened a bit at Blaine's words. "I want you so bad.." he leaned against Logan's back and hugged him from behind. "Just take me, Logan." Logan shivered and touched the shorter boy's hands. "You know you want to."

Suddenly, Logan had Blaine backed up and onto the bed. They were kissing, hungrily and nipping at each other's lips. Blaine had his legs wrapped around Logan's back and they were grinding and humping and it was all just too much. Logan unbuttoned Blaine's pants and shoved them down, doing the same to his own. Clothes were thrown around the room and groans echoed against the wall. "Logan.." Blaine whined out. The blond looked at him, still grinding against the boy. "Fuck me..." Logan licked his lips and looked around frantically. He leaned over the bedside and opened his drawer, grabbing the lube that laid there. He heaved Blaine's legs over his shoulders and stlicked three fingers up, sliding in two at once. Blaine cried out and thrust his hips as Logan pumped his fingers in and out.

He stretched Blaine's little hole and slipped another finger in, brushing the lithe boy's prostate. "Now..j-just now, Logan!" Blaine cried out. The blond slicked his cock hurriedly and thrust into Blaine. He bit his lip as he he reached all the way inside the boy's tight channel. "Fuck, you feel so good." Logan groaned out. Blaine thrust upwards to every move the blond made. His hands were gripping Blaine's hips and he was sure there'd be major bruises in the morning. "H-harder!" Logan didn't know what else to do, so he flipped them around and sat Blaine on his cock once again. As Blaine hopped up and down, Logan thrust upwards and grabbed a hold of Blaine's leaking dick, fisting him and rubbing the tip. Every moan sounded like a hiccup and Logan thrust up with all his might. "L-logan..I can't..I'm..."

They both reached their orgasms, cursing and moaning and Logan spurted into Blaine's clenching hole, Blaine coming on Logan's chest. They both collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily. After a while, Blaine turned to Logan and said, "See, I told you you wouldn't hurt me." And the blond just chuckled. "Wait until the morning. You'll be waddling everywhere."