The Lying Game (Logan)
smut.
“What the hell is it that is so hard for you to understand Logan?” you asked your boyfriend angrily from the opposite side of the couch from where he was standing. “Why you’re so upset at me!” “Because you’re being a man whore! I’m telling you!” “Why? Because I’m talking to my co-star?” he shot back at you, getting angry himself. “I could care less who you talk to, Logan you know that damn well, but when you start flirting with them is when I get upset,” “For crying out loud I’m telling you. I. Am. Not. Flirting,” “Then what the hell did I walk into? You look at your girl friends that way? You’re that nice to all of them?” “What are you talking about? (yn) I didn’t do anything!” “Look Logan, I know you’re a flirt but this is low even for you,” See! See!” he cried, “You know I’m a flirt so why the hell are you yelling at me?” Because you’re lying to me!” you yelled at him and for the first time in the argument almost crying. Logan looked at you without saying anything and it was hard to read his thoughts. “Where were you last night?” you asked him while trying to keep your voice even. “At James’ -” “Bullshit,” you interrupted, “He was at the movies with Carlos. He told me about it this morning,” you said. “Well I…I was…” “You went out with her last night. Why the hell are you lying to me?” he stood there without saying anything and avoiding your eyes. “Logan! Look at me!” “(yn) it didn’t mean anything! You know she’s playing my new love interest. Scott told me to hang out with her to get the chemistry. Honey, thats all it is, you have to believe me,” he said, and you could hear the fear in his voice of how he was afraid of how upset you were getting. “Don’t you honey me,” you spat at him, “Why the hell would you lie to me Logan? Why didn’t you just tell me? Do you think I’m stupid?” “No I don’t think-” “No Logan I really don’t wanna hear it right now,” “(yn) please. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have lied to you, please,” he begged you as you walked away. “(yn)! Please believe me,” he said while following you into your room. “Believe you?” you laughed, turning around to look at him, he was so close behind you that he almost ran into you when you stopped. He stepped back when he saw the look on your face. “How can I believe you if you lied to me about something so trivial that had to do with work! What else are you lying to me about? Huh? Are you really going to work when you say you are? When you’re on tour are you really thinking about me or are you just saying you are and you’ve got someone else on the tour bus with you?” you finished. You saw the look on his face and you knew that you had gone too far but it was too late to take it back and honestly you did feel bad, but you were too hurt to care. “(yn)…no it’s not like that…please just trust me…”he said with his eyes and voice heavy with tears. “I love you,” he said reaching for your hand. But you pulled away and turned around so he wouldn’t see you cry. He took that as his queue to leave and you right before you heard the door slam, you heard him let out a sob. You threw yourself on your bed and cried. Cried at how hurt you were and cried at how you knew how badly you just hurt him until you fell asleep.
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When you woke up, you had a massive headache and your eyes were hurting. You didn’t want to move, in all honesty, all you really wanted was Logan. But then you remembered what happened and the feeling went away. You turned over, grabbed your phone and saw that you had a new text message, from Logan. You rolled your eyes and opened it. “(yn) I know that you hate me right now but please don’t delete this, just read it. I’m sorry. I really, really am. I know I shouldn’t have lied to you and I don’t know why I did. I guess I saw how you were towards her when you visited the studio and I could tell you didn’t like her so I didn’t want you knowing I was with her anymore than I had to be. That doesn’t even count as an excuse but I’m just really sorry. I love you, (yn). I really do and I hope you know that. I don’t want to hurt you and I feel terrible that I did. Please just talk to me, or yell at me. I really don’t care, cause I deserve it. Please come talk to me, I’m waiting outside.” ~outside?~ you thought. You checked the time on your clock: 8:43. You checked the time the message was sent: 5:24. ~What the heck? Is he still there?~ you got up from your bed and walked to your front door and opened it. What you saw surprised you. Logan was sitting on the ground across from your apartment door with his head in his hands. When he heard the door open he looked up. His eyes were red and puffy and you saw tear tracks on his face. He stood up right away and wiped his eyes, coming towards you. “(yn)?” he asked a little apprehensively. You didn’t walk away from him so he kept coming towards you. He looked you in the eyes and said, “I’m sorry. I really do mean it, I’m not just saying it cause I want you to forgive me. I truly, honestly mean it.” You didn’t say anything, you just kept looking into his eyes. So he kissed you. You weren’t responding to his kiss and he almost pulled away but you pulled him deeper into it. Without breaking the kiss, he walked you into your apartment and kicked the door closed with his foot. After kissing for a few minutes in your living room, you pulled away from him, looked him in the eyes and said, “Make love to me, Logan.”
Logan looked at you for a few seconds. He searched your face for a sign that you were only kidding and when he saw none, he picked you up and carried you to the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Laying you down on the bed he said, “Don’t do anything alright? It’s all about you.” You nodded and he leaned down to kiss you. He slipped his tongue inside your mouth and mapped out all the places he knew you liked. His hands moved under your shirt an massaged your breasts. He leaned back and took off his shirt, then he took off yours. He started kissing down your jaw and your neck as he worked on the clasp of your bra. As he started biting and sucking at all the right places on your neck, you reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them off. He pulled off your bra and his lips made their way down your chest, his tongue flicking over your hardened nipples. You let out a small moan and one of his hands traveled down your shorts. He felt the outside of your panties, “Gosh you’re wet for me already babe?” “mhmm,” you said as you moved your hips against his hand. He smirked against your skin as he removed his hand and unbuttoned your shorts; all but ripping them an your panties while taking them off. He leaned back as he took in you, “Beautiful,” he said while caressing you. He leaned down and started kissing your stomach as he ran his fingers up and down your folds making you gasp a little. He slid two fingers in and started moving at a slow, yet pleasurable pace. “Logan,” you complained, wanting him to move faster. “It’s okay, I’m gunna take care of you,” he said, moving a little farther south and speeding up his pace. He slid in another finger and you moaned loudly as he found your spot. You let out another moan when his tongue found your entrance and slipped inside. “Logan,” you moaned as he continued working at your core. Your moans grew louder as the pleasure spread throughout your entire body. You bucked up your hips but he held you down with his other hand. His tongue moved to your clit and started sucking at the bud at the same time his fingers yet again found your g-spot. “Shit! Logan!” you moaned along with other explicitives. You grasped at the sheets and your knuckles turned white as the most powerful orgasm you had in a while hit you. When your breathing slowed down, you pulled Logan up for a long kiss. You yanked his boxers down and grasped his throbbing member, pumping it at the pace you knew drove him crazy. “(yn)!” he moaned loudly into your neck. He moved your hand out of the way and positioned himself at your entrance. You grabbed his shoulders as he pushed in, filling you completely. You both moaned loudly and he started thrusting. He adjusted himself until he had found your spot again from the way you sounded. He moaned your name and bit at your neck, leaving angry red marks. “Fuck baby, so good… You’re so tight…” he moaned. “faster Logan,” you moaned and he obliged. With a few more thrusts, he had you over the edge. Crying out in ecstasy as your second orgasm came stronger than the first. You felt him cum inside you as he too cried out. You both milked them for all they were worth. When you two calmed down, you lied there, panting and tired. Logan pulled out and pulled you into his arms. “(yn) I love you and I’m sorry. For everything,” he said while looking you in the eyes. “I love you too,” you smiled at him.
