Logan leveled a look at him. "Because I was there when you had that epic break-up with your boyfriend in senior year, even if back then I didn't realize that's what you and Lee were.AndI've heard you complaining about all your hookups and dates since, although you weren't specific about the — the details. But you said no when I offered to check over your dating profile and give you tips. You didn't want me seeing you're on Rockr or something, right?"
And here it was apparently Wally's turn to get flustered, his eyes flicking everywhere but Logan's own.
"Shut up," he muttered. "You don't know anything."
"No?" Logan pressed, using every advantage his years as a fullback gave him to push his way inside Wally's space, crowding him up against their bunk bed until they were practically nose-to-nose. "I've seen you watching me, Wally. Didn't realize why — I thought you were looking to start working out or something. S'why I asked if you wanted to get in on my protein powder order and split the shipping. But that wasn't it, was it?"
He didn't miss the way Wally's eyes had grown huge, or how his breathing was coming fast and shallow now. Logan leaned in closer, swallowing harshly. Trying to ignore the unfamiliarity — not bad, just… justdifferent, he told himself— of the body against his as he dropped to a whisper.
"Just think about it. Anything you want," he murmured in Wally's ear. "Any way you want, any time you want… just as long as I don't have classes or homework or team stuff. No photos, nothing illegal — "
"This is Texas," Wally interrupted in a strangled voice. "Lotta things are illegal here, straight boy. More than you might think."
"Well…" Logan frowned, thinking it over more carefully as he chose his words. "Nothing that could lead to anyone finding out, I mean. Can't have a public indecency charge or something. And nothing goes… inside me. But everything else? It's on the table."
"Lot of restrictions there, hot stuff," Wally murmured, hands coming up to grip Logan's biceps tightly to keep from overbalancing. "Sounds like you'd be the one having all the fun. Not convinced why you think I should accept your oh-so-generous offer."
"Because it's the only one you're gonna get from me," Logan breathed against the shell of Wally's ear. "And I'm pretty sure I'm the only offer you've got at all."
Wally stiffened under him, anger flashing in those dark eyes.
Oops. Time to try something else
Logan pressed in closer, trying to remember all the things girls had ever said that'd worked on him.
"Just think about it. You helping me, me helping you? Bet I can make you feel real good, Wally," Logan murmured, putting extra emphasis on Wally's name, and rolling his mouth around the syllables to turn it into a breathy little gasp. "Don't you wanna find out?"
And he felt it: the moment Wally gave in; his whole body relaxing, opening against Logan's own. Victory surged hot and fierce in Logan's chest, hopes soaring that his plan worked. That —
"You're a dick," Wally hissed, shoving Logan away — hard — sending his heart crashing back down to Earth with a painful lurch.
No!
Somehow, Logan had been so sure that this absolutely insane gambit would actually work. Mostly because ithadto work. He didn't have any other options. But, Logan hadn't stopped to consider what would happen if his roommate — oh, God — said no, had he? Hadn't let himself stop to consider any of it really, so desperate to keep his place on the team that he'd —
"Wally. Wally, please," Logan begged, reaching out for Wally like a drowning man. "I need — "
But then Wally was surging forward again, fingers sliding firmly through Logan's hair as he captured Logan's mouth in a rough kiss, his body pressed hard and flat against Logan's own.
Logan grunted, his hands going automatically to Wally's hips to steady himself as he told himself to kiss back, sensing it was a test.
That's the deal, right? Any way he wants. Besides, it's just a kiss. If I can't handle this, then…
As Wally's mouth opened against his, Logan sensed a hardness growing against his thigh, the unmistakable presence of Wally's cock solid and warm and insistent. It was unexpected —
But then, so was Logan's own body's reaction.
He shifted to relieve some of the increasing pressure from his jeans, unable to stop the moan that slipped from his throat. Eagerly, Wally swallowed it up, his hand finding Logan's cock and cupping him roughly through his pants. Reflexively, Logan ground into the welcoming pressure. He only came to his senses as Wally's other hand curled around Logan's, tugging insistently until Logan found himself holding a handful of Wally's jean-covered erection as well.
And… and okay,he reflected as Wally's tongue teased across Logan's bottom lip.This is… Of course, this is going to be part of it, too, right?
It wasn't anything Logan shouldn't have expected, if he'd actually thought this plan of his through.
Nothing I can't handle, Logan told himself as he let his own tongue slide along Wally's, enjoying his startled gasp and mirroring with his hand what Wally was doing to Logan's own cock, because —Holyfuck
"Oh, this is gonna be good," Wally whispered, finally releasing Logan for air. "But there's going to be some rules of my own, hot stuff."
"Huh?" Logan asked dizzily, almost surprised to find Wally still plastered against him, even as he ground himself into Wally's hand. His lips felt swollen, his chin tingling where Wally's 5 o'clock shadow had rasped the skin. And yet…
