Deep blue

5

"You and me, Logan." Keegan said, gruff, strong, and sure. That was Keegan, that had always been him. Logan sucked in a breath, taking care this time to not pull it in too deep. Keegan's words...only four and his chest was tight, his heart was racing, palms sweaty on the older man's chest. Crushes in high school never felt like this, nothing felt like this.

In the next moment, Logan found himself wrapped up tightly in Keegan's strong arms, it was that protective hold again. So he did it even when they were awake? What made Keegan feel like Logan needed to be protected and held so closely, besides the clumsy trips and falls during missions? Not that Logan had any complaints about being pressed tightly on Keegan. He pressed his face into Keegan's neck and breathed in his scent...he smelt good, like the sea and gunpowder twined into an intoxicating man, nothing like anything he'd smelt before..it was all Keegan.

"Keegan, um, your squishing some of my vital organs there." Logan struggled to get out, crushed to Keegan's body.

Keegan grunted, his exhale blowing pieces of Logan's hair, his hold didn't loosen, if anything he became all that more determined to cling to him, "I can't let go." He admitted thickly.

"You don't have to. Actually, um, I'd prefer it if you didn't let go of me. Ever." Logan said, Keegan's hand came up to brush on the side of his face again, cupping under his jaw and pulling Logan's face to his. Logan's breathing stopped as he felt the heated breaths hitting his mouth.

"Think I could live with that.." Keegan murmured directly on Logan's lips before capturing them in a soft kiss, and, god, it's like laying on the beach in the sun, the heat hitting his face, warming him from head to toe, soaking into his skin. It makes him feel alive. Scaling buildings, close-calls with sharks? No, none of that made him feel as alive as kissing Keegan did. Logan moaned into the kiss and hoisted himself up, straddling Keegan and deepening the kiss, changing the nature of the it, hardening it and parting his lips to feel Keegan's tongue on his lips, his teeth, and finally, his tongue.

Logan wasn't an expert at picking the right moments for these kind of things, the worn down springs in the hospital mattress gave, squeaking loudly in the room when he rolled his hips forward into Keegan's, endless moans leaving between their open mouths. He could have kept going, he wanted it, needed it..for months. He's craved this moment, but the setting was all wrong, half of him demanded to push it further, slip his hands under Keegan's t-shirt and feel his taut abdomen, kiss his way across it until it became too much for the older man and he was flipped, covered by Keegan. The other half of him, the logical side, warned him to slow it down or come to complete halt. Logical side..yeah, right. Logan didn't give a fuck about logic right now, he only cared about Keegan, the other man's fingers still gentle on his face, the polar opposite of his hard groping on Keegan, slowly draining the rationality from his mind.

As he was working to pull Keegan's shirt off, there was a low murmur of voices outside the door, one of them Logan recognized instantly.

Logan tore away from Keegan's mouth and whispered, "Oh, fuck. Hesh." They both stared at each other wide-eyed for a moment before Logan flinged himself off of Keegan's body, a little too fast, a sharp pain flashed through his midsection, stealing his breath, his hands flew up to his ribs.

Despite the fact that Hesh was about to enter the room, Keegan rushed to his side in worry, his own hand lightly touching the wounded area on his torso, rubbing gentle circles and numbing the pain. "Shit, Logan, you need to be careful..."

Logan's eyes searched the older man's face, finding a huge cluster of concern hidden in his icy eyes, he knew he should remember this very look, for it would be gone in a minute with his brother's presence. He opened his mouth to speak but the door was busted open and Hesh entered the room, instantly moving to his younger brother's side.