I have a freaking system for the smut chapters, I have head cannons for who tops/bottoms in every single ship in the case of smut... I am ashamed. Also I hate writing from the top's pov. I put in translations for the Spanish FYI

obviously this is a smut, be warned/skip this chapter if you don't like... 

ughhhhh... I'm dying, my body is in agony, I've pulled several muscles and can barely move

~Jay

Logan's pov

I had been reading a book (not 50 shades of grey you dirty ----) and I couldn't focus on a single word. Roman was dancing around the room in only his boxers. He walked past me and gave me a cup of coffee that I mostly drank then and there. He picked up a plate from the coffee table and intentionally bent at the hip so his boxers slipped, revealing just the edge of his hips. I groaned loudly

"Damn Roman, stop that, you're turning me on."

"What if that's what I want?" He said, tugging at the waistband of his boxers. I huffed and adjusted my tie and then my glasses

"Roman, we did that just three hours ago, can you calm your unnecessarily high libido for one day?"

"nope, but that's what you love about me"

"Love, find convenient, tomato, solanum lycopersicum."

"you love it, remember 9 times out of 10 when you get horny independent of me I'm horny too."

"And that one time, you are infuriating."

"but you love it when I'm a tease"

"Do I?" I asked, not waiting for a response. I left and went to get another cup of coffee and Roman just followed me. I simply ignored him. He had been trying to get a round two for the past hour and I was beyond done with his attitude. I poured out my coffee and leaned against the counter, drinking it and staring at nothing.

"Why don't you drink something else~?" Roman purred, putting his hands on both sides of the counter, just next to my hips.

"Like water?" I said, smirking behind my cup as I took another sip of my coffee

"I was thinking... something white"

"Champagne, then? Or maybe milk?"

"You're insufferable"

"I thought you didn't know the meaning?" I muttered, barely audible. He let out an offended gasp, putting his hand to his chest and giving me the opportunity to slip away. I barely got to the threshold of the living room before he was on me again. He took my coffee from my hands and placed it on the counter behind him before he slipped one hand up my shirt and held my waist with the other. I gasped and melted back, slipping into the contact. His hand flitted gently over my abdomen and I let out a subtle moan, pressing my hips back to his.

"So, princess likes this huh?" He growled directly in my ear. I felt a shiver go down my spine and a whimper escape my throat. He chuckled and pulled at my shirt collar, aiming for the bottom of my neck. I pulled my tie loose, giving him a bit more free reign. He directly attacked the base of my neck, where I was most sensitive. I felt his teeth sink into my sweet spot, I sighed and let my knees buckle. I felt him pick me up, he didn't release my neck though and I knew that my entire body would ache tomorrow. I barely had the time or concentration to process the walk between the living room and Roman's room, I was so focused on the pleasure that coursed through my body.  He placed me on the bed gently and finally pulled off my shirt, exposing my then pale chest. I felt his lips leave my neck as he leant back enough to admire his work. 

"So, are you going to let me fuck you now?"

"hmm... I'm not sure... should I?" I said, smirking despite the weakness and desire that flooded my thoughts and senses. He scowled, eyeing my chest.

"I'll let you think about it, but maybe I could sway your opinion~" He purred before pressing his lips to my chest and biting, kissing and licking everywhere he could, leaving huge hickeys everywhere. I tugged the bedsheets beneath me, trying not to be too loud because I thought Virgil was home. I let out a moan and bit my lip. Roman hummed in approval. I felt the knot in my stomach grow tighter.

"R-Roman... please, I n-need you..."

"Need me to what?"

"To fuck me you dirty little tease ahh~"

"Of course, darling~" His voice was deep and had a sort of growl behind it that made me want it even more. He slipped of my trousers and pulled down my boxers, groaning at the sound of my cock slapping against my stomach. He pulled off his own boxers and took a bottle of lube from his top drawer and covered himself in the cold substance before he lined himself up with my entrance. I moaned as he pressed in. Roman pressed his hips to mine, causing me to grab at his back and leave claw marks all over him. He bit my shoulder as he thrusted, his hips snapping into mine and pulling away before snapping in again.

"R-Ro... hnng~... please... I can't..."

"¿Qué es, mi amor?" (Translations: what is it my love?)

"¿Puedo..?  AH~" (can I..?)

"Por supuesto, cariño... Dejarlo todo." (of course, sweetheart... let it out)  I let my back arch at that and came over both of our chests and stomachs. Roman came shortly after me, groaning loudly and dropping his head down to my shoulder and biting down to suppress some of the moans. This, of course, only made me moan louder. He pulled out and I whined at the sudden empty feeling. 

"Heh, did you enjoy that?"

"Of course, or I wouldn't have been so vocal" I muttered, still slightly 'salty' about the whole situation. 

"Uhhmm... not to worry you guys or make any issues but can you close the door next time and keep it down, please?" We looked over and saw Virgil looking at the floor, embarrassed. I smirk.

"Did you enjoy the show Virge?" He looked up at me, shocked.

"W-what? I-I wasn't- I j-just... uh..." He looked at the hallway and ran downstairs, his face flushed. 

"Really, Lo? Really?"

"What? All I did was make him flustered" I argued. Roman just sighed and pulled the blanket from under me and dragged it up over us. He put his head on my chest and sighed, cuddling me. I just laid there, accepting that Roman wasn't going to let me go downstairs or anywhere. I put a hand on his head and just tousled his hair. He gave a disapproving grunt and tried to back away but I held him by the hair and he didn't want to hurt himself so he stayed. I heard the door open downstairs and listened in on Virgil and Patton's conversation.

"Logan and Roman are upstairs, they just... did the thing again"

"Again? I thought they did that earlier?"

"They did, and they've just gone and done it again"

"huh, must've been awkward"

"It was, I asked them to keep the noise down and Logan asked if I 'enjoyed the show' obviously I didn't watch"

"Want to explain that then?" I chuckled a bit, it's clear that Virgil had gotten a hard on 

"No. Look, it's just- they were- and I could-"

"I don't mind babe. I'll help you out with that, then I'll make dinner, okay?"

"Fine, but only if you're mff!" I sighed and ignored them, looking at Roman's sleeping form. I kissed his forehead and began to fall asleep myself.