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Kendall had absolutely no clue where to go. He had never really any need to travel beyond the city limits, and often stayed close to the Palm Woods hotel. But they had to put some distance between the hotel and themselves, so he just headed to the coast.

Logan was still in his weird panic stage, unable to sit still. He was mumbling quietly to himself, and kept opening the glove compartment to pull out all the items, count them, then count all the words written on the items, then put them away again. Only to do the exact same thing ten minutes later.

It was driving Kendall crazy. Not so much Logan's actions, but the fact that he had no idea what caused them, and how to fix them. He wondered briefly if he should contact Dr. Mira, but stubbornly refused. He didn't want her to use this as fodder to get Logan to end their relationship, so he just focused on finding a destination for them.

When Logan opened the glove compartment a fourth time, Kendall said, "Baby. You haven't gotten much sleep. Why don't you rest for a bit while I find someplace for us to stay?"

Shaking his head, Logan looked out the window, tapping his fingers nervously against his knee, "Can't. He'll come...he'll find me-"

But Kendall reached over to Logan, grabbing his loves chin and turning his face so that he could see him. Kendall looked back and forth between the road and Logan as he said, "No baby. You're safe now okay? I'll watch over you while you sleep."

Biting his lip in worry, Logan started shaking his head, but Kendall answered every shake with a nod, "Yes Logan. Get some sleep. I promise I will wake you if anything happens."

Shifty and still scared, Logan whispered, "I-I don't know...I can't just stop." He ran his shaky hands through his hair, and Kendall had no doubt the boy was running on fumes.

Letting go of his chin, Kendall sat back and said, "Lay back, and close your eyes."

"But-"

"Just do it baby okay? I have an idea."

Making small noises of protest, but relenting, Logan shuffled in his seat so that he was leaning against the door, his eyes closed, but his twitching body a sign that he was still awake.

Slowly, Kendall began to softy sing Jason Mraz's I Wont Give Up. He saw Logan smile a bit at the words, and knew it was a secret love of Logan's to hear Kendall sing to him. His soothing voice washed over Logan like a warm wave, and even though it took a little while, just as Kendall finished singing, Logan was snoring gently on his side.

Sighing in relief, Kendall set to work finding somewhere for them to stay.

It took about an hour, but eventually he came to a small motel a few streets away from a beach. It was directed to tourists who were only planning on staying for a couple of days, or couldn't afford to stay anywhere nicer. The old motel was called By-The-Sea, and looked clean and safe enough for two teenage boys who were trying to hide away for a while.

He parked, then reluctantly left Logan in the car to reserve a room. He made sure to park up front, so he could see the car, and his sleeping boyfriend, from the window of the lobby.

He paid in cash for a cheap room for three nights, using up what he had in his wallet. He knew he would need to hit up an ATM soon, but for now he just wanted to get them settled. He got the the key from the clerk, a bored middle aged white woman with white hair and white skin who barely looked away from the TV playing some sort of Novella as she rung up Kendall. He was glad that she didn't question why a teenage boy would be here reserving a room, seemingly alone.

Afterward, he went out to the car, drove it closer to his motel room, and then parked. It only two him two trips to the room and back, once to bring in the bags, and twice to carry Logan into the room. For a moment he worried that he would have to wake up the sleeping boy, but when he slid his arms under his boyfriend and began to lift, he was much lighter than he anticipated. Kendall made sure to make a note of that, worried that Logan's stress might be making him loose too much weight. But he would take one crisis at a time.

When he finally got Logan into the room, he gently placed him on the queen size bed, sliding off the boys vans and then his jacket. Kendall was surprised that Logan stayed asleep through all of this, and couldn't help but wonder when Logan had last gotten any sleep. Though Logan muttered and moaned a bit, he never fully woke up.

Deciding that there was nothing he could do about it now, Kendall tucked Logan under the covers and then walked out of the room, locking it behind him. He dashed across the busy road to pop inside a gas station. After hitting up the ATM, he then loaded his arms with all sorts of chips, drinks and basic junk food for him and Logan. He didn't want to leave Logan alone when he was awake, so he figured he would just get it done now while Logan was still comatose. While he shopped he sent a quick text to his mother, letting her know the name of the motel they were staying at and that they were fine. He promised to explain more once he himself actually had some clue as to what was going on, and promised to stay in touch. She replied back, saying she would keep her phone nearby in case they needed her.

As soon as he was done, he walked back to the room, sighing in relief when he saw that Logan was still fast asleep. Putting the drinks in the mini-fridge, he tossed the rest of the food onto a desk, closed the curtains, and slid off his own jacket and shoes before crawling into the bed beside his love. Wrapping his long arms around Logan, he pulled him in close, then joined him the land of dreams.

"Ha! I beat you!" Carlos exclaimed, jumping out of the elevator to the second floor of their hotel. 2J was just down the hall, but his eyes were focused on James breathing heavily after he had just busted through the door to the stairwell. His hands were on his knees and his breath was coming out in short gasps.

After finishing his victory dance, Carlos continued, "I always wondered which way was faster." He walked over to James. "Ya know for someone who works out all the time, you sure are slow."

Shooting Carlos a glare, James replied, "Because you tripped me before I could get to the stairway!" Suddenly James shot up, not so tired anymore, and Carlos soon found himself pinned to the wall near the elevator, James pulling Carlos's arms over his head as he devoured his loves mouth.

Whimpering and bucking against James, Carlos was flooded with lust and need, surprised that it would come back after being stated not to long ago. They had never had public sex before, but that quickie in the gazebo sure made Carlos see why so many people seemed to enjoy it. He sure as hell did.

Finally James pulled back, licking his sore lips. He had not been able to stop kissing Carlos, and really had no desire to stop anyways.

"Haven't you had enough?" Carlos said huskily, grinding his hips against James.

The pretty boy smirked, then leaned in close, "Never." He whispered, staring deep into Carlos's eyes.

The Latino felt his heart rate speed up and his stomach do flips. He wanted to believe it...so desperately.

James slid his hands down, trailing his fingers along Carlos's arms, until his hands cupped Carlos's face, "I'm never going to leave you. Until you get sick of me, I'm staying with you. Right here."

Carlos felt his hands fall to his sides, his mind whirling with James's words. It's what he wanted to hear, to believe, to know. But was it true?

"You don't know what's going to happen in the future." Carlos whispered, scared to touch James in case he fell apart.

But James shook his head with a smile, "Didn't I ever tell you I was psychic?"

Letting out a small chuckle at James's obvious lie, Carlos said, "No. I don't think I ever knew that about you."

Smiling even more, James slid an arm around Carlos's waist and pulled him forward, giving him a quick chaste kiss before they began walking towards their apartment.

"It's true. In the future I see my name in lights-" James began but Carlos cut him off.

"Well we don't need a psychic to know that."

"Hush." James said, but smiled at his boyfriends confidence in him, "I see you and I in an amazing mansion overlooking all of L.A. With a guest wing for Kendall and Logan and their three kids."

Snorting, Carlos said, "More like six. Kendall told me he's going to adopt kids until he and Logan run out of money." He knew the blond boy always wanted a big family, and though the idea of having a surrogate was appealing, Kendall always said he liked the idea of giving kids who already needed a home one rather than just making new kids.

Laughing, James opened the door to their apartment, stepping inside with Carlos, "I can totally see that happening." But then he and Carlos stopped short at what they saw before them.

"Okay...I however did not see this happening." James said, frowning at what he saw.

There were two police officers sitting on the orange couch with Mamma Knight, with Mr. Bitters hovering nearby with his usual scowl.

"Um...what's going on?" James said, taking Carlos's hand and dragging him into the room.

Carlos was clenching James's hand, his nerves and fear shooting through his body. "What happened? Is Logan and Kendall okay? Oh my God where's Katie?" Carlos exclaimed. He couldn't help the fear as it tumbled in a rush out of his mouth. With his father being a cop, he knew that uniforms at the door always meant either trouble had happened or else someone was...

"Calm down." Mamma Knight said, standing up and walking over to the boys, "Everyone is fine."The two cops stood and walked over to the boys and Mamma Knight turned to them, "These are the other two I was telling you about. Carlos Garcia and James Diamond." She turned towards the two, "Boys this is Officer Hardy and Officer Boxen."

"You're roommates with Logan Mitchell?" Officer Boxen asked, nodding to the boys. He was tall with dark hair and dark eyes, his uniform crisp and intimidating.

"Yes. Why?" James said, "Where's Logan?"

"Safe." Mamma Knight said, then gestured for them all to sit. Once they did, she continued, "Boys...apparently Logan's father came by the apartment earlier today. We don't know what happened but...it wasn't good."

The panic rose again and Carlos exclaimed, "You said everyone was fine!"

While James was shushing him, Officer Hardy, the exact opposite of his partner with blond hair and blue eyes, took over, "According to Mrs. Knight here, he's with her son," he checked his small notebook for a moment, "Kendall. They both exited the premises soon after returning to finding Logan in the apartment alone."

"Please. Just explain to us what's going on." James begged, his mind swirling with worry for his friend.

When the dark haired officer nodded at Mamma Knight, she relayed the story to the two boys about coming back to the apartment and finding Logan in his state. "I went down to see Mr. Bitters right away. I hoped he might knew something about what happened." She nodded towards the man who had migrated into the kitchen and was currently stuffing his face with some cookies Mamma Knight had left out.

He looked over at the five, realizing they were looking at him, and loudly swallowed, "What?"

Sighing, Mamma Knight continued, "He said that he didn't see Mr. Mitchell, but according to the officers here who checked out the security cameras, Logan's father had been hanging around the building all morning."

Nodding, Officer Boxen took up where she left off, "Yes. According to security he had been watching the building, waiting for everyone to leave. Once your son left, that's when the man knew Logan was alone in the apartment. We don't know what transpired, but he wasn't in there for more than twenty minutes before he left."

"Looking angry." The other officer finished, "Boys, have you seen Mr. Mitchell at all lately?"

Both boys shook their heads.

"Do you think Logan or Mrs. Knights son has?" The officer continued.

"They would have said something, if they had." Carlos said, but James remained quiet.

"James?" Mama Knight asked at the pretty boys silence.

Sighing, James answered, "Kendall would have if he saw something. But...Logan? He's not exactly the most forthcoming with things going on with him." Then, unable to help it, he turned to Carlos and said, "Unless he's ready to talk. Then he will."

Carlos felt a knot twist up inside his stomach at James's glare, and for a moment he wondered if the pretty boy knew about him and Logan meeting this morning.

James turned back to the adults and said, "If Logan knew his father was hanging around, he most likely would have told his psychiatrist, Dr. Mira."

"To answer that, Mr. Diamond, no. Logan didn't mention anything like that to me." Said a voice from the hallway, and all heads turned to Dr. Mira and Mr. Bitters walking over to the group.

"Thank you so much for calling me Mrs. Knight. I'm just so distraught to hear what happened." The woman said, walking over to the elder Knight and taking her hands, "You've heard from Logan? He's all right?"

Nodding, Mamma Knight answered, "I got a text from Kendall. They're settled in some motel outside the city."

Dr. Mira nodded, unaware that both James and Carlos were glaring at her. "You should call them and tell them it's safe to come back. I'd also like to speak with Logan, get an idea of his mental state." She sat gently next to the woman, squeezing her hand comfortingly, "I'm sure he'll be all right."

Frowning, Mrs. Knight said, "I'm not sure having them come back yet is such a good idea."

"We're inclined to agree with Mrs. Knight." Officer Hardy said, standing with his partner. "We have yet to find out where Mr. Mitchell is, and since he has no knowledge of the boys whereabouts, having them stay there for now would be the best." He nodded to the others, "We'll be back later to ask some more questions, but for now we are going to look into a couple of leads. We'll be in touch."

"I'm going to go to...if I'm not needed?"Mr. Bitters said, making a hasty exit after the police while stuffing his pockets with some more cookies.

"Why did you call her?" Carlos exclaimed jumping up from the couch to glare at the doctor.

"Carlos!" Mamma Knight admonished, frowning at the boys sudden outburst.

"Yeah." James agreed, standing as well, "Shes been causing all sorts of trouble for Kendall and Logan. Why are you suddenly on her side!"

"Whoa! Whoa!" Mrs. Knight said, standing up and putting her hands on her hips, "First of all this is not how we...normally...treat guests in our home. And secondly the only side I'm on is making sure that Mr. Mitchell is found and that Kendall and Logan are all right." She sighed and turned to Dr. Mira, "I called Dr. Mira because I thought she should know about what was happening because..." She turned back to the boys, her face serious, "You didn't see Logan. It was...well...it wasn't good."

Both boys looked at each other, fear for their friend evident, but Carlos turned back and said, "Fine. I want Logan to be okay too. But she is just going to use this to make Logan break up with Kendall!"

"Excuse me?" Mama Knight said to Carlos, but James took over.

"Shes been trying to get Logan to break up with Kendall for like a week now!"

"Boys." Dr. Mira said as she stood, "This whole situation is far more complex and difficult than you all realize-"

"The only thing we need to know is that Logan and Kendall are in love and meant to be together, and...and...you just need to knock it off!" Carlos exclaimed then stopped and turned to James, "Wait...how did you know what she was doing?"

"Boys!" Mamma Knight yelled, holding out her hands to stop them, "Look...I've actually spoken with Dr. Mira about all this. Kendall and Logan and their relationship."

Blinking, both boys said, "You have?"

"Yes. Ultimately we both agree that it's up to them to decide what they want to with their future, but I have taken into consideration Dr. Mira's point of view on this." Mamma Knight said, sitting down with a tired huff. The two boys followed her actions.

"You agree that Kendall and Logan should break up? That...Logan needs to learn how to do be alone?" James said, ignoring Carlos's frown at him. It was too late to hide that he knew more than the Latino realized.

"Honestly boys, I need a second opinion on these things. You're my sons, all of you, and I love you. And well...love makes you blind." She ran a hand through James's hair, smiling fondly at the boy. "Most parents don't have to worry about their sons dating. And, what Logan is going through is way out of my scope, and I need another set of eyes to tell me what I'm missing. That's where Dr. Mira comes in." She nodded at the elder woman, "I'm aware of what she thinks, and she is aware of what I think. But in the end it's up to Logan and Kendall to figure this out. We can give our advice and help them as much as we can, but we are both well aware that they will make their own decisions in the end."

"Do...do you think they'll be okay?" Carlos asked fearfully. He knew now that James knew more than he realized, and he would have to face James soon, but right now he needed to focus on Logan.

Dr. Mira sat down and said, "With Mr. Mitchell? They're safe for now. Their relationship? That's for them to decide. But," She turned to the elder Knight, "From what Mrs. Knight has told me, Logan is in very good hands."

"The best." Carlos shot at the woman, his glare speaking volumes.

Giving him a soft smile, she said, "Yes. And...I'm beginning to wonder if I've underestimated these two."

"...twenty two, twenty three, twenty four..."

Kendall jerked awake, the sound of Logan's voice dragging him out of sleep and into the reality they had situated themselves in. Rubbing a hand over his tired face, he sat up, then blinked three times to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

Logan was sitting on the floor in front of the beds, both of his and Kendall's possessions scattered all around him, organized into specific categories. Their shirts, pants, underwear, socks and everything else that they had brought with them were laid out into neat piles on the floor. Logan was currently counting each item, then gently placing it back into its pile.

Kendall ran his hands through his hair, glad that Logan didn't take off while he was still sleeping. Gotta be more careful, he thought to himself, then rose from the bed. On the small table next to him, his phone beeped. Grabbing it, saw he had a text from his mother.

Just spoke w/police. Mr. Mitchell was at hotel. Call me asap.

Kendall's blood boiled with silent rage. So the man was there, harassing Logan no doubt. He looked over at the boy, still in his own little world, and swore he would never let the elder Mitchell hurt Logan again.

Putting his phone down, Kendall walked over to Logan, crouching next to the boy and gently laying a hand on his back, "Logan?" He said quietly, trying not to scare him.

"Busy." Logan muttered, then continued counting.

Sighing, Kendall continued, "C'mon baby." Then, when Logan continued to ignore him, Kendall tried, "I know you must be hungry."

At that, Logan faltered a bit.

"I got some food. You want to pig out and see what's on TV?" Kendall asked, and then smiled when Logan turned and looked at him. It wasn't much, but it was progress. His eyes weren't so hazy, and he held Kendall's gaze evenly.

The brunette bit his lip, his hands still full of a pile of shirts, "Um...but I need to finish counting."

"Afterward? It'll all still be here, I promise." Kendall said, reaching out and gently taking the clothing from Logan's hands. He placed it on the floor, smoothing out the pile, then took Logan's hands and helped him stand. When they were fully upright, Kendall tentatively leaned forward to give Logan a small kiss, just to see how far he could go. He could tell that Logan wasn't still a hundred percent, but he seemed more here then he had been a while ago.

Logan reciprocated the kiss, but only just. He quickly pulled back, his face red with a blush.

"S-sorry." Logan muttered, "I-I can't...I'm not-" But Kendall quickly soothed his fears.

"Its okay baby." Kendall said, running a hand through Logan's dark hair, "Don't worry, I've got you."

As luck would go, there was a Mythbusters marathon on TV, which Logan quickly became immersed in. With the bed full of chips, jerky and various sugary soft drinks, the two boys snuggled together, watching things being blown up for a couple of hours.

Realizing that he should really get back to his mother, Kendall turned to Logan and whispered, "Baby?"

"Mm?" Logan answered, eyes still glued to the screen.

"I'm going to go call my mom, let her know we're okay." Kendall said, slowly starting to sit up.

But Logan grabbed onto him, "Does she know where we are? What if my father finds out? What if he comes here-" But Kendall quickly shushed him.

"Easy Logie. Mom wont tell your dad where we are I promise. She's just worried and wants to make sure we're okay." Kendall continued, "Also I sorta took the rental car, so I'm sure shes pretty concerned about that as well."

Biting his lip, still unsure, Logan sat up and wrapped his arms around his knees, "Okay." He answered, then, "But don't go far!"

Chuckling, Kendall leaned forward and kissed Logan on the forehead, "Promise."

It was still raining out, but when Kendall walked outside there was a large overhang that covered him from the water. He pulled out his phone and called home.

"Hello?"

"Hey mom." Kendall answered, turning to look inside the room through the window beside him. He saw Logan still sitting where he left him, eyes on the TV.

"Oh honey I'm so glad to hear from you. Are you okay? How's Logan?"

"Fine. Were both fine. Logan seems better. He just needed...space." Kendall figured that was the best thing he could say.

"I understand. Dr Mira just told me-" Mamma Knight began, but Kendall cut her off.

"Dr. Mira? You told her about this?" Kendall shot at her as panic welled up in his stomach.

"Of course." Mamma Knight said, "She was at the apartment earlier-"

"She was at the apartment?" Kendall nearly shriek, "Did you let her into our room? What? Did she see the mess and start thinking I have a temper issue or something."

"Honey," Mama Knight began, "First of all, you do have a temper issue. Secondly, she was only here to help."

"I don't trust her." Kendall shot back.

"I know, and I know it's hard for you to understand given whats been going on the past couple of days. But I know that she has Logan's welfare in mind just as much as you do. She has to look at this from a different perspective."

He began to grumble something, but instead answered, "Okay Mom. I trust you, so if you trust Dr. Mira, then that's fine. But as soon as she starts talking about me and Logan breaking up again-"

"Don't worry honey. She admitted she was immensely impressed with how you handled this situation, and she's beginning to reconsider her thoughts concerning you two together. But for now, let's just focus on whats going on. I spoke with the police and they did see that Mr. Mitchell was here earlier."

"How did he know Logan was alone?" Kendall mused.

"The hotel security shows that he had been watching for a while, waiting for all of us to leave. He knew Logan was alone when he went in." Mamma Knight answered.

Letting out a breath at the rage building inside, Kendall said, "Okay. Did the cops find Mr. Mitchell yet?"

"No. But they'll let us know if they do. Until then sit tight. If you need anything let me know. I can borrow Tyler's Mom's car if I need to get anywhere. No worries. Just take care of yourself and Logan okay?"

"Okay. Love you mom." Kendall said.

"Love you to." She answered and then hung up.

Kendall hung up as well but didn't go back inside. He was fuming and didn't want to go back to Logan with the thoughts of mauling his lovers father evident in his eyes. He took a few deep breaths, and shook his head, trying to rattle the thoughts away. After a couple of minutes he went back inside.

Logan was still sitting on the bed, and expectantly looked up at Kendall with fearful eyes.

Kendall climbed back onto the bed and wrapped Logan up in his arms, "Mom called the police. They saw on security that your dad was hanging around. They haven't caught him yet, but the police are looking for him."

"A-are they going to arrest him?" Logan whispered.

Sighing, Kendall shrugged, "I don't know. He broke the law by seeing you like that, and you could always press charges-" But at those words, Logan jerked back and jumped off the bed.

"Press charges? I've already ruined my parent's lives I can't do that." Logan nearly shrieked, pacing the small room back and forth.

"Baby. You don't have to do anything," Kendall began, walking up to Logan and grabbing his lovers wrists with a gentle hold, "But I know he hurt you." When Logan looked away Kendall placed a tentative hand on Logan's bruised cheek, "Will you tell me what happened after I left?"

Logan made a small, weak noise that indicated he didn't want to, but when he looked back at Kendall's imploring green eyes, he knew he couldn't hold back any longer.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, Kendall followed him and listened attentively as Logan recapped his story. When he got to the part where his father hit him, Kendall sucked in a breath, closed his eyes, and pulled Logan in close, burying his face in his loves hair.

"Can't stand to see you hurt." Kendall whispered. Logan nodded and wrapped his arms around Kendall's waist, finishing his story.

"You were so...gone when I found you." Kendall said after Logan was quiet for a few moments.

"I don't know. I don't remember much...I just...broke for a while. Everyone for the past few days have been telling me what's right and what's wrong. I-I just...I just didn't know what to believe anymore. What's real...what I can rely on."

Nodding, Kendall pulled back, looking at Logan, "You can rely on me Logan. Never forget that." He pulled in the boy and kissed his forehead. "I don't want you to ever doubt how I feel about you...so I want you to tell me the truth Logan. Right now. Tell me what you feel. What do you really want from me...from us?"

Logan looked into Kendall's eyes, and thought. Then he thought some more. He loved Kendall...that was a given. Loved his touch, loved his smile, loved his everything. Even though Kendall lied to him, he apologized and really seemed to have regretted his decisions. And then Kendall was there, again, to help him when his entire world crumbled around him. Kendall, his white Knight in everything, even name. What more could he possibly ask from the boy? What more did the boy possibly have to give to him?

Finally, Logan answered, "Forever. I want...forever from you."

Sucking in a deep breath, Kendall's throat hitched as he swallowed back the emotion that was threatening to rise up inside him. He cupped Logan's face and whispered, "You got it." Then leaned in and captured Logan's lips.

He set to work, kissing and tonguing the boy with everything in him. He slid his hands down, running his thumbs along Logan's hips, causing the brunette to gasp in pleasure. Pulling back just an inch, Kendall whispered, "Can I? Please?"

Shuddering, Logan nodded, "Yes. Take me. I need you so bad. Make me forget everything but us Ken."

Letting out a groan, Kendall quickly pulled Logan so he was standing. Then in one swift move he lifted Logan up, causing the smart boy to shriek in surprise, then give a small giggle. Kendall walked over to the bed and laid his love gently down. Logan sat up as Kendall pulled his shirt off before pushing him down on the bed, making quick work of unbuttoning Logan's pants. While he was doing this, he began sucking on Logan's throat, nipping and biting and kissing until a large bruise formed there. His mark on the boy until it was time for a more permanent one.

Situating himself between Logan's legs, Kendall reached into Logan's undone pants and pulled out his aching member, stroking it up and down in his large hand. The soft skin slid under his palm, each movement eliciting whimpers and moans from the boy it belonged to.

Kendall moved down to Logan's nipples, his tongue darting out to trace the pink orb until it hardened, then he nipped it gently as he swiped his thumb over the tip of Logan's member.

"Ah! Ken." Logan cried, trying desperately to not jut his hips up. His hands clenched the blond locks, and he kept his eyes wide open to watch as Kendall worked his way over to Logan's other nipple.

"Baby you're killing me." Logan gasped out at Kendall continued stroking, making sure to swipe the pink tip every time.

Finally Logan pushed Kendall away so he could lean forward and kiss the boy, desperate and full of hunger that needed to be stated now.

"Eager are we?" Kendall asked after the kiss ended, sitting up to take off his own shirt.

Logan moaned at the sight of Kendall's toned body, and reached up to caress his chest and abs with trembling fingers.

"So sexy." Logan mumbled, then smiled when Kendall took one of his hands and began placing soft kisses on each fingertip.

"I'm a monster compared to how beautiful you look." Kendall said, then smiled when Logan choked in surprise at those words, his face flushing a bright red.

"Y-you-you don't have to say that." Logan stuttered as Kendall continued undressing the both of them, "I-I'm not-" But Kendall shushed him.

"Quiet. You're beautiful. You always have been." Kendall said, then draped his naked body over Logan, kissing him full on the lips once again. Their hands wandered and stroked over their naked bodies, caressing the skin now glistening with sweat.

Kendall eventually pulled back and said, "Lube. I know I packed it. Where-" But Logan pointed off the bed to one of the piles he had made.

"There. With our phones and wallets." Logan answered in between gasps.

Kendall smirked at the boy, "Placed it with our necessities huh?"

Cracking a smile, Logan shrugged, "You know it."

After he fetched the lube, Kendall made quick work covering his fingers with the slick liquid, then slid a finger between Logan's open legs.

"Feels good?" Kendall asked as he twisted and pushed the finger in and out. When Logan nodded and his body relaxed a bit, Kendall slid another finger in. Logan tensed a bit at this, but was quick to breathe in and out, relaxing his body some more.

To speed things up, Kendall was more than ready for the next part, he pushed in, narrowing down on Logan's sweet spot he knew to well.

"Ah! Kendall!" Logan cried out.

"You like that baby?" Kendall said, pushing on the spot over and over.

"Fuck yes! Ah so good!" Logan cried out again as he threw his head back, gripping the sheets.

"Gonna give you something even better." Kendall said, his voice filled with so much lust it came out deep and husky. He pulled out his fingers, then quickly coated his member before positioning himself.

"Ready baby?" Kendall asked, and when Logan nodded, he slid inside, gentle and slow. He held his breath, wanting to make this last for Logan. Before long, he was full hilt, buried deep inside the boy.

"M-move." Logan begged, but Kendall shook his head.

"Not yet Logan. You're still too tight. Breathe for me."

Logan made a angry noise that turned into a pathetic moan when Kendall humped him, causing the buried member to brush up against Logan's prostate.

"Relax." Kendall whispered, and watched as Logan breathed in deep for a few moments. Eventually Kendall could feel Logan relax around him, and to reward the boy he pulled back and thrust in deep.

"Yes! Please give it to me!" Logan cried out, and fell into a series of cries and grunts as Kendall thrust into the boy over and over.

The bed squeaked and groaned as the two moved together, Kendall's thrusting becoming harder and deeper. Logan could barely keep quiet, and Kendall's moans above him just egged him on.

Eventually Logan wrapped his legs around Kendall and cried out, "Harder baby! I want to come!"

Sitting back to get a better leverage, Kendall thrust in harder, and eventually Logan's member began sprouting out his seed all over his stomach and chest.

Watching his love come undone, Kendall could feel Logan's muscles around his member tighten, and that was enough to spill himself inside of Logan. They both gasped and moaned at coming down from their high, and Kendall collapsed on top of Logan, but was careful not to crush the boy.

"So...good." Logan moaned out, then tensed his muscles teasingly, as Kendall was still buried inside him.

"Ah!" Kendall whimpered, then pulled his sensitive member out of Logan, "That was mean." Kendall said with a pout.

Giggling, Logan rolled over to Kendall kissing him on the nose, "Thank you."

Smiling, Kendall shrugged, "You don't have to thank me for sex. I'm always up for that." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at Logan, who laughed again and shook his head.

"No. I mean, yeah, thank you for that. That was awesome, but...thank you for...everything else." Logan finished quietly, hoping Kendall got what he was trying to say.

Which he did. He slid his body back on top of Logan's naked one, and pinned the boy down, kissing him fiercely on the lips. "You don't thank me for that okay? I'll take care of you. Always. No matter what."

Nodding, his stomach rolling with emotion, Logan said, "Right. Sorry."

"Don't apologize. I love you. And you love me. Everything else is just...secondary." Kendall said running a hand along Logan's cheek.

"I do love you." Logan said imploringly. "And I promise to take care of you too. I promise."

"What I really want you to promise is to stop going to everyone else with your problems baby. You and I...we're a team got it? I need you to be honest with me. I can't help you if you don't let me know what's going on in that big brain of yours."

Biting his lip, Logan said, "I promise to be honest...if you do."

Wincing, Kendall nodded, "I deserve that. But yes. I will." He held out his hand as if to shake, "Deal?"

But instead of shaking his hand, Logan wiggled his hips, showing to Kendall that his boyfriends long, lean, naked body on to of him was starting to result in a particular reaction from his nether regions, "How about we seal the deal in a different way?"

Kendall's grin split his face right in two, "I think we can manage that."

xoxo BA