The Island

Part 9 - 2

Two:

The break of dawn struck Wyatt's eyes as he laid awake in his bed. Even though he was further away from the window than his partner, he was still facing their only window. A dash of sunlight slowly crept from the window inside to dresser by the edge of their bed. Wyatt remained silent and still so he didn't wake Logan. She was fast-asleep, probably trying to catch up on all her lost sleep because of the election and now Jeanette. Until midnight Jeanette was begging for mercy, calling Michael's and JT's name to come and free her. Her sob fest almost drove Wyatt to freeing her, but he didn't want to get placed under lockdown as well. Wyatt remembered what a good choice he made leaving the escalating argument a few days earlier; he knew now that no one could blame himself or his lover for any of the violence that occurred. He looked beside himself and saw Logan's beautiful face resting against her pink pillow. She had brought it with her to the island when she first arrived. Her blonde hair was messy around her face and pillow, but in a graceful pattern. As Wyatt observed her, Logan slowly started to wake up. Her chest ruse higher with each breath she took and moved her head. She blinked her eyes open and adjusted her eyes to the sun's rays. Wyatt looked over to her and smiled. "Morning." He whispered. With her becoming a static mess, she leaned up on her elbows and looked over at her boyfriend. "Good morning." She smiled. She turned over and sat up. Wyatt also sat up, focusing on her beautiful morning lit face. "How did you sleep?" Wyatt asked. Logan nodded. "Once Jeanette quieted down I slept fine." "Same. I actually feel like slept for once." Wyatt added. Logan tucked some hair behind her ear. She sighed. "It's so gorgeous this morning." She said, looking outside. "Yeah. But you know what they say... It's the dawn before the storm." Wyatt said, now also looking to the window. "I read before we came that there was supposed to be a storm a few days ago and then again today." "Interesting." Logan nodded. She looked away and down at their sheets. A silence came about the two. Logan ran her hand across the comforter, feeling comforted by it's soft feel. It took her mind off of what she had been dealing with for five days now; being the one who delivered the news of Michael being leader killed Logan. It had just drove her mad. "Is something wrong?" Wyatt inquired Logan. She didn't look up this time at him, but she did nod. "Yeah..." She trailed. "Is it still that thing-" "Yeah." Logan interrupted Wyatt. "It's the same feeling. That feeling you get when you know you did something wrong, yet you could have completely avoided it-" "You couldn't have avoided Michael becoming leader." Wyatt stopped Logan. "It was all meant to happen, all of this. No matter what we believe or what we think can be stopped, there was no avoiding Michael taking the reigns. Even if you lied and announced Sara the leader, people would get suspicious. They would find out you had not spoken the truth and then you'd be in more hot water." Wyatt's words brought tears to Logan's eyes. "I can't even take this know. All of this... Sara and Andie, Jeanette, everyone! I caused all of this!" A tear fell from her eye. "Hey, it's alright." Wyatt moved closer and put a hand to her wet cheek. "We're going to be fine. You're going to be fine." He reassured her. She looked deeply into his eyes and leaned in for an emotional kiss. They kissed, gently placing their hands around each other. The kiss parted but they still embraced. Slowly, Logan slid under Wyatt, now free of tears. She looked up at him. "I love you." She mouthed. Wyatt leaned down for another kiss, this time a much heavier one. Wyatt straddled Logan's body, ready if was opportune. Wyatt thrust his hips down onto Logan's, making her head tilt back. She seemed ready. Wyatt raised his hips and leaned out of their everlasting kiss and whispered into Logan's ear. "Let's forget about everything for right now. All I want is you." Logan gripped Wyatt's brown-auburn hair and pulled him down again. "Hey, I'm not wearing one right now-" Wyatt said, resisting Logan's tug toward her body. She released him immediately. "Well, you know how I feel." She said sternly. "No protection, no love and affection." "Alright, let me get one. Get ready." Wyatt said, stepping off of her and away to his bags. Almost as if he planned to get lucky on the trip, he pulled a condom out of the front zipper on his bag. Pulling his boxers away, he opened the package and put the condom on. He could hear Logan still moving around in bed, so he counted to here before he turned around. When he did, the first thing he noticed were Logan's clothes. They were thrown to his feet, including her pink B-cup bra. She had fixed her hair a bit, but other than that she looked like she just woke up. One of her legs was crossed across the other and the comforter, revealing her pale, yet smooth white legs. The look on her face was inviting and naughty. Wyatt could tell what she was looking at. "Damn." She quietly uttered, beholding Wyatt's package. Wyatt stepped closer and onto the bed again. Logan withdrew her sheet from her legs and exposed the only piece of clothing left on her body; her thong. Wyatt came about her again like he did before, now ready to do what he intended to happen much earlier into their stay. "Well, you gotta take it off." Logan looked down at her thong. Wyatt smiled. With both hands he pinched the two pieces of fabric that gripped around her legs and slid them right down her leg. Logan assisted with her own feet after Wyatt pulled it below her knees. Logan's foot accidentally pushed Wyatt's buttock, and with that, him to Logan's chest area. He didn't face plant in her chest, rather his left arm after he formed a sort of assisted push-up position as he fell forward. "Oh sorry." Logan said, putting a hand to his shoulders. "You're fine." Wyatt said, regaining his position. "In fact..." Wyatt looked down at her breasts. "you're perfect." "Shut up and let's go, Cupid." Logan commanded. Wyatt made his first thrust and made Logan flinch a little. She stared at the ceiling, but Wyatt stared at her gorgeous face. "I can't believe Michael called you nerdy because you're nothing but per-" "Shut and hit me with your love arrows, you sex-King!" She exclaimed. She gripped her hands around Wyatt's lower back and let his rocking body rock her world. Logan gasped when he sped up after about a minute of a continuous pace. Eventually the two lost track of time, letting their showcase of love compel their relationship into it's happiest home run of their lives.