Logan sat at his desk reading a book when a knock came from his bedroom door.
"You may come in," he allowed. Patton nervously came in, closing the door behind himself. Something seemed to be wrong.
"L-Lo? I think I might be, uh, sick?" Logan put a bookmark in his book and closed it, then turned in his swivel chair to face Patton.
"What seems to be the problem? Are you feeling nauseated?"
Patton nodded his head yes, then shook it no. This clearly confused Logan. "It just feel, well, funny. I'm all flustered and I feel like there's butterflies in my stomach. And those butterflies are on fire. I-I just don't know what's wrong."
Logan stood up and looked Patton up and down. His cheeks were tinted pink and he was fidgeting with his cardigan. But the slight bulge in his pants was what gave away what Patton's "sickness" was.
"Patton, you're sexually aroused."
"I what?"
Logan sighed. Patton could be so dense. "You're sexually aroused. You have a boner. To make your 'funny feelings' go away, you have to masturbate or have sex. It's natural and it just happens."
"I don't think I get it. If I can get rid of the weird feeling, do you think you could help? Cuz I don't know how to."
God dammit. Was Patton really that clueless? His innocence just made Logan want to wreck him completely.
"I can help. Though it may seem a bit odd at first." Logan had Patton sit down on the edge of his bed and he got down in between his legs. "And if you want me to stop, just say so," he added. Patton nodded.
Logan pulled down Patton's pants and underwear just enough to remove his hard cock, that was beginning to leak precum. Patton stared down at the logical side with wide, curious eyes. God, did Logan want more than anything to see him making blissed faces of total ecstasy as he pounded into him.
Testing how Patton would react, Logan licked a stripe up Patton's dick. Patton whined and his hips involuntarily bucked up. That was exactly the encouragement Logan was looking for. He took all of Patton's length in his mouth and began to bob his head. Patton groaned at the feeling and that Logan was now holding his hips still. He wanted more.
"L-Logan," Patton breathed out, threadimg his fingers in Logan's hair, "Please I- more, please."
Logan decided to let Patton have what he wanted. He moved his hands away so he was no longer holding Patton's hips still. Logan let him fuck his mouth and bring himself to his orgasm, which was quick and warm in Logan's mouth.
Patton released Logan's head and fell back onto the bed, sighing contentedly. Logan got up and found some tissues to wipe his mouth with, then joined Patton on the bed. "Did you enjoy yourself, Pat?"
"Yes. I'd love to do that again," Patton said "Maybe you could ride me next time, love."
"What?"
"Ummmmm..."
"Were you just pretending to be all innocent and dumb this whole time?"
"Maybe?"
"You're such a dork, Pat."
