Logan lives for seeing his boyfriend being pleasured, but neither of them want to have full-on sex when it's 35°C outside, and not that much cooler inside. So Logan watches Patton pleasure himself, and he follows suit.

Logan x Patton

Logan is sweating, mostly because of the hot weather seeping through the house and irritating him as he had tried to work. Tried, and failed somewhat miserably. The other reason he's sweating is probably the arousal from watching his boyfriend, Patton, who is teasing himself mercilessly, both hands working to keep himself hard but not quite enough to bring him any closer.

It's been a few minutes, and Logan normally would have snapped by the two minute mark, but the hot weather has him too exhausted to move the one meter (or probably less, considering he does have a tendency to subconsciously move closer to Patton when he sees him like this) to Patton so he could get him off himself. Instead, Logan watches, sat comfortably on the end of the bed, licking his lips and running his hand across his own exposed cock, teasing himself as he always would.

Patton gasps faintly, he jerks his hips back, moaning as his fingers curled to push hard against his prostate. "Lo! Fuck, so good!" Patton whimpered, spreading his legs further. Logan moaned quietly in response, biting his lip and spreading Patton's legs further and watching closely. "Keep them spread, I want to watch you like this..." Logan ordered.

"You look so good, your hole just swallows up your fingers so well..." Logan praised, getting Patton to moan louder. "Lo! Need you, please?" He begged. Logan smirked and pushed two fingers into Patton's hole as well, and Patton's voice cracked and broke as Logan rubbed his prostate almost too hard. Patton tried to pull out his own fingers before Logan ordered him to leave them.

"Lo, it's so much!"

"I know, baby boy, but you can take my cock, so you can take my fingers as well as your own..." Logan murmured, jerking himself off a little faster. Patton nodded. "I wasn't complaining, it's just so much!" Logan smirked as Patton choked on a moan.

"Good, because you look so pretty when you cry out like that," Logan watched Patton as he squeaked and moaned, every sound progressively louder as he got closer. "Don't cum now Patton..." Logan reminded Patton, he kissed Patton, both of their lips wet and swollen from biting and licking as they watched the other and from the make-out session that resulted in this.

Slick sounds, the sound of wet kisses and other obscene sounds filled the room, as well as both of them moaning loudly. Logan growled as Patton whined out a warning. "Just a little longer, okay baby boy?"
"O-okay..." Patton managed, his voice cracking and breaking in the way Logan lived for. Logan groaned as he spilled over his hand and a little on the bed. Patton whimpered, desperate to cum. Logan nodded and Patton took the permission with both hands -quite literally- moving both of his hands faster as he came. Logan bit his lip at the sight, watching eagerly.

Patton calmed down and removed his own hands, making sure not to overstimulate himself. Logan followed suit before cleaning Patton up. "You alright love?"
"Good, can we cuddle now though?"
" It's hot, but fine... "