Logan knew that Lorcan was not as tired as he was putting on by the look her was giving her. She also knew that when it came to sex or anything of the sort, Lorcan Bane was always game. Logan also knew that he could not resist her in the least. She twirled a piece of her long blonde hair around her finger and looked down at Lorcan coyly. “But I’m not tired,” she said, mockingly petulant. She even threw in a pout for show. “I’m not tired in the least…” Logan decided that she would have to make her move soon, at least while the banter was still alive between them.
“But since you’re so tired,” Logan started, crawling back under the covers with Lorcan. ” I guess I can try to go to sleep.” Her words were deliberately drawn out and she said them in a low and sultry tone. Logan settled in on her own pillow, a good foot in between Lorcan and her. She had a plan formed in her head and she would get exactly what she wanted. Logan after all was a hormonal teenager and a werewolf on top of it. Who could blame her if she had to resort to some diabolical measures? Logan feigned sleep and hoped that Lorcan would not fall asleep on her.
After a few minutes Logan rolled over and let out a mock exasperated sigh. “Can’t sleep,” she announced, inching closer to Lorcan. She buried her face into the hollow of his neck and hitched her leg over his. “Remember when first met and you kissed me?” She whispered, her breath hot on his skin. For good measure Logan planted a peck on Lorcan’s neck. “I was incredibly rude to you that night.” That happened to be on of Logan’s favorite nights of her life. Had he not come into her dull existence she would never have known what it felt like to be whole and wanted, she would never have known love nor passion.
Logan felt very wicked tonight, manipulative even. She really did miss Lorcan, but she had also missed his physicality. Nothing beat knowing that she was the only woman on this planet that he wanted. Logan trailed a hand up his abdomen slowly, teasingly. “I’m really sorry about that still,” she murmured, bringing lips to meet his. She kissed him slowly and bit his lip softly, but she broke away abruptly. “I should probably let you sleep though,” she said, pretending to sound defeated.
Lorcan felt the tingle of her caress over his stomach. He missed these moments so badly. He wished for a time when all of the stress and danger was behind them both and they could be happy again. Truly happy is what they had been a year ago, before he had given into his rage and started on a rampage against Katherine. He almost felt like he had lost Logan for a time. She was busy getting a higher education and he was certain she’d be in politics as soon as they would let her based on how much she seemed to like to argue with him lately.
His thoughts jumped back to what was happening. He returned the kiss until she had pulled away. Somehow he had given her the upper hand again and he wasn’t sure how it had happened. “No, don’t do that. Who said you could stop?” He grinned and his lips wishing for another embrace with their soul mate. It was in this moment that everything fell away. The burden of finding and killing Katherine, the loneliness of Stella and Lucas’s departing, and the guilt of all of the wrong things he has done were no longer weighing on him. All that mattered to him were these moments of pure bliss.
He pulled Logan closer to him. His lips placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. A reminder of all they had been through since they met. “Did I ever apologize for almost murdering you? I feel like I didn’t ever make that up to you. I wish I could look back and say I was a different person back then, but we both know I’m just as violent still.” He lowered his head and nuzzled her a bit before laughing. “I’m pretty sure I’ll have to keep trying until the day I die before we can be even for all the bad things I said or did to you since we first met.”
“Sleep is for the weak and I am not weak,” Logan replied in a soft voice as she snuggled in even closer to Lorcan. She was going to take advantage of having Lorcan to herself for a day and a night. Logan knew that they should probably take time to talk things through and possibly even sleep some, but there would be time for sleep and talking later. There was something that she definitely wanted to get out of the way before she moved on to more complicated matters.
Logan knew just how to tempt and tease Lorcan Bane. She had been doing it from day one. In fact she had been so tempting to him at the start that he had considered ending her life. Lo was glad that he found her that alluring. She was well aware that Lorcan was half past sociopath and a quarter to insane, but she loved him, unconditionally.Years ago she promised that she would never fall in love with anyone, but it turned out to be a promise she was not able to keep.
She had noticed that his body temperature ran slightly higher than her own which was scalding when in comparison to a normal human being. Logan did like being cuddled up next to Lorcan with his chin on the top her head and her face buried into his neck, but her hormone addled mind had other plans. “So you’re mine for a day? Completely mine?” Logan lowered her voice to the point it was a husky whisper with the barest hint of a growl. “Does that mean that I can do with you whatever I want?” Logan was going to assert herself as the alpha female. Lorcan thought her helpless, well, she was going to show him helpless. He underestimated her and she was going to teach him not to.
Logan gently extracted herself from Lorcan’s warm embrace and gave him a devilish look. Her blue eyes sparkled with mischief. A plan formed in her mind and all she had to do was act it out. “How tired are you?” She asked to be considerate. If he was exhausted her wicked machinations could wait till they woke. After all she knew that he had been spreading himself thin with his Katherine crusade and she didn’t want to keep him up just because she was a hormonal teenage werewolf with separation problems.
“Completely yours. Pending no apocalypse, evil vampires, murders, etc.” Lorcan knew what she was getting at but he wasn’t sure he could go through with it. “Well, I don’t know. What did you have in mind exactly?” Lorcan knew this would ultimately go downhill. How could he be there for her physically when he couldn’t be all the way there mentally. As much as he tried, his mind would still be halfway missing from this night. He couldn’t help but wonder where Katherine was, and what she was plotting.
Lorcan thought he would try for her sake though and decided to play coy. “I am pretty tired. Vampire hunting and all. It takes a lot out of you.” He turned away from her and grinned. He knew that it would get under her skin. He would feign disinterest in her long enough to get her riled up. His breaths got heavier as he pretended to fall asleep. He was certain his heartbeat would give him away, but probably not before annoying her. “Can’t all of this just wait until morning? It’s like 3A.M. We should be sleeping.”
He pulled a pillow over his head and wiggled his way into being comfortable. “Don’t you have school tomorrow?” he mumbled, sounding half-asleep. He rolled back towards her and sighed. “You’re going to get yourself in trouble if you keep up your mischeivous ways. Its no good for you, you’ll ruin your grades.” He grinned under the pillow. Treating her like a child would rile her up and he knew the buttons to push. After-all, she was a strong, beautiful, independent wolf. He knew she hated being thought of as fragile and dependent, but he loved to feel needed.
As he removed the pillow from his head he tossed it to the side towards her. “Go to sleep, you degenerate.” He pulled the cover up over himself further, his warmth and the snugness of the blanket created an insulation of body heat that could rival an oven in temperature. He closed he turned back towards her and closed his eyes, his face still locked in the sly smile that meant Lorcan was feeling playful.
It just hurts. That’s all. I mean I got used to not being alone and then you up and went off on this crusade to save me and I appreciate it, but I can’t stand the thought of you not coming back one day.
That’s something you absolutely don’t have to worry about. I don’t intend on dying any time soon.
Because it all doesn’t mean anything without you there. I am alone all the time and you get mad when I have James come over. I just miss you.
I miss you too, babe. That’s why I do what I do. Better that I miss you, than mourn you.
I love you too, but I need support as well. This is going to be the death of me it feels like.
What, dare I ask, do you need support with Logan? I provided a roof for you to live under, I provided all the money we’d ever need, and I’m providing the safety so that you can live your life. Tell me, what exactly makes you need support? And why does my other help not count as such?
You’ve lost it. You really have this time.
Don’t you realize I have no life without you? That when you’re not around I sit and worry and fret.
I don’t want to fight with you, Logan. I love you. But I really need you to fucking support me right now. Its hard enough being in this situation to begin with. The last thing I need is you turning against me.
Now you’re just being fucking irrational.
Am I, Logan? At least I haven’t given up. On you, or us. But as long as Katherine stays alive, none of us are safe. When will you get that through your stubborn head?
Just one more night.
What is your obsession with postponing this? I’m starting to believe that you’re on her side. That or you just want her to kill you.
Yes well I’m not the one trying to kill your girlfriend am? I did live in it, but not my time period. Very well, if you insist on being natural enemies and such as you put it. Remember we could have been allies. Enjoy the party.
That’s exactly what Katherine said, and I was nice to her first. It’s funny how you all think you’re not the same.
Because I am tired of it,
Lorcan and I want you home. One more night won’t be the death of us. It’s been a year since she’s done anything. She’s all talk.
That’s what people said about me, and then I murdered your history teacher. People aren’t always as they appear.