bakerstreet | Hurt but don't forget the comfort

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Hurt but don't forget the comfort

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Bruised. Beaten. Stabbed. Sapped of energy. Tricked. Mentally played and abused. Perhaps you've even seen your home world destroyed, depending on how Homestuck you are. Any way you slice it, characters go through a lot of crap.

There's nothing wrong with wanting to see them get pampered and taken care of when they're ailing. In canon, they may not have someone who can provide them with care when they're injured, support and love when they're sick, and physical intimacy all around. In this post, AU or other scenarios can provide them with a caretaking partner of their very own (or, maybe, someone to take care of, if the reverse is their preference). So, for once, weary traveler, you don't have to carry that weight all by yourself.

to bring you out of the darkness;

The injury may not be a temporary physical or mental one, however. Some characters suffer more deeply, even if they don't know it. Darkness covers their hearts, they're withdrawn, insecure, angry, or lonely. They need someone to reach out to them and show them unconditional love.

This post can provide that, too.

Whether it be the cliche and shameless "changed by your love" trope or something more subtle like getting someone to open up, the characters here can offer that and more. All are welcome, they just have to take that first step.

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The feel of Logan's cock hardening against him sent a surge of want through Scott's body, the kisses and the way their tongues moved becoming more heated by the second. He wasn't sure when this desire for Logan came to be- all those years of considering him a friend and here he was about to make passionate love to him.

The clothes between them were a nuisance easily dealt with; Scott pulled back to tug Logan's shirt up and over his head. Both his lips and hands roamed over his muscular chest, willing to learn every last part of him.

"I may not know what's bothering you but I want to give you something really good.. Right here and on that bed, Lo."

Logan huffed quietly, a hand atop Scott's head while the other moved to cup the corner of his jaw, and at the words mumbled into his skin all he could give in reply was a brief: "Jesus."

Because -- God, what was he supposed to say to that? Logan pressed his shoulders to the wall, his back arched and his hips pushed out, and with gentle hands he moved to grip both of Scott's shoulders.

"I didn't..." Though he managed a breath of a laugh, his arousal was clear as day. "...didn't peg you for a wall-fuck kinda guy, Scott."

But his hips bucked, and his hands brought Scott back up for another kiss, and then they slid off his face entirely to work on popping the buttons to Scott's shirt.

"I'd like to think I have a few surprises up my sleeve, Lo. But I don't show them to just anyone."

What's better than pinning Logan to the wall? Fucking him into it. Scott smirked at that thought while helping the other unbutton his shirt. He dug his fingers into Logan's massive chest and slowly they moved to his abs, stopping at his bulging crotch. With teasing rubs he coaxed him into full hardness.

"Turn around for me. I'll make it worth your while."

Hardly the type to shy away from sound, the feel of Scott's hand on his cock made Logan moan. His jeans were too tight, and when Scott told him to turn... Jesus, Logan knew for sure that his jeans were probably going to end up stained with pre-come, too.

Where was this side of Scott hiding all this time? It was almost crazy, hearing him give those orders, feeling those rough hands on his skin. But far be it for Logan to argue -- his hole already twitched in anticipation, and he swallowed thickly before turning and pressing his palms to the wall.

"Better?" he asked just to be bratty about it, and his back arched enough to show off the swell of his ass, the way his erection made the fabric even tighter around him.

Logan couldn't believe Scott was turning him on.

Scott chuckled lowly at Logan's brattiness but his attention was quickly drawn to the muscles and curve of his body, presented so eagerly to him. He gave the other's shoulder a bite while reaching around to unbutton and unzip his pants, tugging them down to leave him just in his underwear.

A few years ago it wouldn't have crossed Scott's mind that one day he'd act upon his attraction to the older mutant. Contemplation aside, he began stroking Logan through the fabric of his underwear, feeling the hardness and girth of his cock.

"Impressive."

The friction, although impeded by the layer of cloth between Scott's hand and Logan's skin, made him breathe out a shaky exhalation. His hips rocked up, impatient, into Scott's fingers and his touch, and he let out a breathy little laugh at the compliment murmured into his skin.

"Horny," he admitted, dick twitching nicely into Scott's hand.

His hips pushed back, the firm curve of his ass brushing over Scott's groin, and though one hand stayed braced on the wall, the other reached behind him to brush his fingers through Scott's hair. "Bite me again. C'mon."

Scott groaned at the brush of Logan's ass over his groin, happily obeying the request by biting into the other's shoulder again. Harder this time.

Finally pulling at the fabric to free Logan's cock, he starts stroking the hard flesh. He felt hot and heavy in Scott's hand and it made his pants tighter. With his free hand he quickly unzipped to push them down, along with his underwear. His dripping cock nestled between Logan's cheeks, dry humping him with a soft moan.

"God, Lo.."

Bites never marked, but the spike of electricity shot through him like a bullet all the same -- had his lips parting in a gasped fuck before he was rocking forward into Scott's fist and back against the heat of his dick.

It still felt like a fever dream; maybe he was still drowning in the river, maybe Scott wasn't really grinding against him, maybe things were still normal -- broken, but normal.

But Scott's dick twitched against his hole, thick and hot, and and Logan growled for it -- hungry, wanting. He bucked forward hard and rolled his hips back at the same time he set his feet further apart, thigh muscles working to get Scott nice and settled in the line of his ass. "You wanna fuck me?" Whispered quietly (uncertainly), Logan glanced over his shoulder. His lips were parted, panting softly, and his cock dripped pre-come wet and sticky over Scott's stroking fingers. "'s that it?"

He couldn't even deny it if he wanted to. The way Logan looked at him, the feel of his pre-come dripping over Scott's fingers and the sweet friction of his ass against his twitching cock. Not to mention the noises he was making.

Scott's fingers continued moving back and forth on the hard flesh while he rocked slowly against Logan. It all felt like a realistic, amazing sex dream.

"Yeah.. Want it so bad right now." He bit into the older mutant's skin again, the red mark fading almost immediately.

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This time he snarled as he was bitten, the tips of his claws peeking a fraction of an inch between his knuckles and the forward pumps of his hips into Scott's fist almost violent with instinct.

"Scott," he growled once he got his words back, "Jesus Christ -- yeah."

Yeah, as Logan's hand slipped from touching Scott to working on himself, his hands pushing downward to squeeze his own ass before pulling his cheeks apart. "Come on. Come on, Cyke. Come on..."

Logan's forehead pressed to the wall, his hips circling in anticipation. "I'll heal," he murmured, eyes already dark with want as he peered back Scott's way. "I want you in me just as bad, bub."

He loved giving the older mutant exactly what he wanted. His reactions to the bites were the sexiest thing Scott had heard in a long while. Why hadn't he acted upon his desire before?

That was enough to spark Scott's want into full flame, hips pulling back just enough to guide the tip to Logan's welcoming hole. He pushed in with a soft groan, staying still for a moment before he started a slow deep rhythm into him.

"Love how eager you are, Lo."

Logan's mouth popped open in surprise, his eyes shutting as Scott pushed further and further into him. "Oh," he breathed, and one hand settled on Scott's hip while the other kept him anchored against the wall in front of him. There was a sting at being opened like this, but the healing factor made preparation useless, anyway -- Logan would always end up tight no matter what.

But pain among his pleasure was Logan's favourite game, and each time Scott slid back into him he found himself keening, his own dick throbbing dangerously where it hung between his thighs. "Fuck," he gasped, his own hips carefully rocking back, and the added friction as Scott sank deeper into him had him clawing hopelessly at the wall with his nails.

Scott felt so.

"Just like that."

"I'm about to." It was Scott's turn to be the bratty one.

He grasped Logan's hips, head tilting back as he thrust into the tight heat. He felt so good around him, gripping his cock and stimulating.

"I really hope this isn't the only time, Lo. Feels amazing.." A groan of pleasure escaped Scott's lips when the pace quickened. It was getting hard to control himself. "Want you more.." His fingers moved from the older mutant's hips to his throbbing cock, stroking it firmly.

Logan flinched visibly at the grip around him, his hand slipping and his forearm pressing to the wall in its stead. His eyes shut in his pleasure, hips bouncing forward with every pump of Scott's hips, and sounds caught between growls and moans left his parted lips the faster Scott fucked him.

"Scott," he gasped, leaking dangerously into Scott's hand, over his moving fingers. Already he wanted to come, to get his first orgasm over with so he could have his second and third and fourth. Already it was getting to be too much. "Uh -- please." His other arm pressed to the wall, feet spacing apart and back curving up to offer the swell of his ass nice and proper, and as Scott's pelvis smacked into him he let out soft whines of want, true and blue. "Fuck. You can fuck me whenev -- ah -- e-ever you want."

Scott could feel his lover get close, so he changed to firmer strokes and squeezes every once in a while. The way Logan curved up and offered his ass eagerly made Scott give it to him harder, free hand caressing his back and down to his cheeks.

"I will.."

He pressed closer to bite into Logan's shoulder, knowing how much he enjoyed that. He wanted this to be amazing for him, to distract him from whatever troubled his mind.

The distraction was working, that much was for sure. Scott's teeth dug into his skin and Logan let out a cry, and as he was fucked through the bite, and as Scott's hips pistoned into him, and when Scott's teeth released him and Logan was left with the glorifying aftereffects of such harsh treatment, it wasn't much more of that relentless, hot fucking before Logan's mouth opened in a gasp and his come shot onto the wall and the floor beneath him.

And still Scott was rocking into him, even as Logan's hole was tight with want and his knees were starting to tremble and threaten to buckle. "Jesus," he breathed, pressing his forehead to the wall as his hips twitched and rolled and forced his body back onto Scott's thick cock. "Don't stop.

"Don't -- God, you're so good inside, please."

Logan's body pumped forward as he was taken still, and around moans and growls of Scott's name his dick began to fill once again.

"Use me, fuck me fuck me."

"Logan." Scott groaned as his lover's hole tightened around his cock, glancing down to see the white hot drops decorating the floor. He continued to stroke the hot flesh as it hardened again quickly. "You feel amazing.. So tight."

As a response to the older mutant's eager words Scott pounded into him, face contorting in pleasure. The mere thought of marking and filling Logan made his cock throb in warning, lips parted in a long moan as his come decorated those tight walls.

"Oh god.." His hips stilled only for a moment while he caught his breath. "Round two on the bed, Lo." Scott emphasized the words with a breathless chuckle.

Logan was full. Full and wet and shivering, his body having made jerky, forward twitches into Scott's palm until he was filled to the brim with come. It was -- God, too much. He wasn't sure if sex had ever felt so good before, and even then could barely remember the last time a man had touched him.

And yet Scott's hips pressed to his ass made him whimper like he'd always wanted it, Logan's forehead pressed weakly to the wall as he panted softly with him. The thought of a second round made him shiver, his dick giving an obviously interested twitch, and he lifted his head just to look behind him and at the amused smile on Scott's face.

His face was flushed with warmth, and he reached back with one hand to swipe his thumb over the corner of Scott's mouth, his body twisting slightly to accommodate the movement.

"You're a hungry bastard, ain'tcha?" he murmured, but given the brief circle of his hips, it was clear Logan didn't mind.

Scott gave Logan's thumb a small kiss, chuckling again. He hadn't felt anything that good in a long time and it flicked some insatiable switch in him.

"Can't deny the truth. That was the most intense sex I've had. Simply can't stop it at that." A small smirk spread across his lips as he pressed them against Logan's again, kissing softly and affectionately.

"It's funny how I managed to supress this all those years. Guess I wasn't sure how you'd react."

"Suppress, huh..." And all those years implied that this was something Scott had been thinking about for a long time.

Maybe Logan was better off not wondering what that meant, not asking what kind of relationship he and the Scott of this timeline might have had (was he nicer? If Scott wasn't with Jean, did they never have a reason to fight?). Maybe he was better off slowly pulling his hips from Scott's and whimpering at the loss of him inside him, shivering at the drops of come that fell in rivulets down his thighs.

Backing Scott into his unkempt bed felt more right than asking, and pressing him into the mattress and leaning down to kiss him did, too.

"I like it," he admitted, and now it was his turn to bring his hand down, trailing over Scott's body and taking hold of his sensitive cock in a loose fist to bring up and down.

"Mhm.."

Scott could hardly speak with the way Logan was touching him. Those rough fingers moving up and down on his sensitive cock drew a moan from his lips, muffled into the kiss.

His hips moved on their own accord, thrusting lazily into his lover's fist. It felt so good and he was hard again in no time. Scott caressed Logan's firm back, down to his ass where he gave a firm grope.

"What are you thinking right now? What do you want to do?"

The enhanced senses got into everything -- his sense of smell, his sense of taste, and even his sense of touch -- to the point that just the scent of their sex, the flick of Scott's tongue against his own, and the steady pump of his cock against his palm was enough to make Logan want to come again. This wasn't something he spoke out loud, but the squeeze over his ass had his knees spreading over the bed almost instinctively.

Fucking hell.

"What is this" -- Logan pulled back, their lips disconnecting with a wet sound -- "a job interview?"

But from the way he dragged the nails of his free hand down Scott's torso at the same time his head dipped lower and lower, and the way his lips kissed the tip of his dick before slowly taking the head in, one could argue that Logan was methodical enough for real work.

He kept his sucks shallow, teasing, alternating between the pressure of his mouth and flicks and presses of his tongue, and his fist tightened as he stroked Scott all throughout it.

"Oh god."

Logan's mouth felt amazing. His tongue brushed all the right spots, drawing out moans and groans of pleasure. This was better than all of Scott's wildest dreams combined. Carefully he brushed his fingers through the other's hair, not wanting to mess it up too much.

"Logan.. More. Please." It came out as a mere whisper, voice having stuck in his throat from the sweet pleasure.

What a greedy little bastard.

But then, it probably made Logan a bit worse for going along with it so easily, because his fist was drawing down slow and tight as Logan's head dipped in the same pace, sinking lower and lower as he took more of Scott in. The way he moaned, it was like Scott had never been blown before, and it did nothing to stifle the erection already flushed and hard between Logan's thighs.

Once at the base of his dick, his hand moved to rest on Scott's thigh and push it aside. Logan stayed bent like this for a while, head rising and falling in a rhythm as he sucked and licked. And then his whole body sank, his chest to the mattress, and as Scott's cock pushed against his cheek, Logan purred low in his chest as he drew his head back and forth all lazy and lethargic.

He brushed his fingers over Scott's balls, the other pulling on his wrist to urge Scott to sit up, and Logan pulled back only to murmur, "You can fuck this too, Slim" into the head of Scott's dick.

And then he was swallowing him again, looking up with anticipation, his tongue swirling around the girth of him.

Logan didn't need to ask twice. He couldn't remember the last time he got blown, so he was going to enjoy this one to the fullest. He grasped at the older mutant's hair and fucked that hot, skilled mouth with quiet groans of his name.

"Fuck, Lo.. That mouth of yours is really something."

Scott panted softly, blunt nails digging into his lover's shoulder as the pleasure grew overwhelming. That throat and tongue worked their magic on his sensitive cock, quickly bringing it close to another orgasm.

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