Saints and Sinners
Title: Saints and Sinners
Author: Diane
Pairing: Logan/Veronica
Rating: Adult Rated
Disclaimer: I don’t own a thing!
Spoilers/Warnings: Post-episode 206 just to be on the safe side. Story contains scenes and language of a sexual nature.
Summary: Veronica is determined to stop Logan from ignoring her…
Author’s Note: This was written in response to the Masquerade Smut 2005 Challenge at loveathons.
Thanks to Brynne for beta-ing this for me.
From her position in the corner of the room, Veronica had a clear view of him. Right now, he was dancing with two girls she didn’t recognise and she felt her blood boil in her veins when she saw one of them running her hands up and down his chest. She wanted to go over there and yank the fake blonde’s arm off him, but she knew causing a scene wouldn’t be a smart move. Not when he was purposefully ignoring her and had been for weeks now.
Releasing a heavy sigh, she took a sip of her soda. It had been six weeks since she and Duncan had broken up, and ever since then she had tried talking to Logan but to no avail. Whenever she would walk up to him, he would simply walk around her and each time she went to the mansion, she wouldn’t get any response. Nothing she said on the intercom would get him to open the front gates to her.
When she had heard about the post-Halloween ‘Saints and Sinners’ party he was throwing, she knew it was her only chance to get close to him and hopefully get him alone. He, of course, had purposely not invited her, but that had not been a problem for her. Having spoken to Cassidy, he had been sweet enough to offer her his invitation, but feeling bad about him missing the party, she had simply used her computer skills and contacts to make an exact replica of the invitation he had shown to her.
So, here she was, standing in a corner of the Echolls’ mansion dressed up in her costume watching her ex-boyfriend. Upon initially seeing him, she had smirked at his choice of costume. He was the ultimate sinner and bad boy yet he had chosen to dress up as a saint in a white and silver-trimmed suit with a crooked halo above his head. Even from this distance, she could see the wicked gleam in his eyes and she felt the jealousy surge through her entire being. If he thought he was going to hook up with those two tonight, he had another thing coming.
Finishing her soda, she placed her cup on a nearby table and seeing him disentangle himself from one of the girls, she watched him walk away from the pair of them and she calmly followed at a distance. A slow smile crept onto her face as she had a feeling she knew exactly where he was going.
* * * * *
Logan managed to avoid Dick, Beaver and his other friends as he left the room and made his way out to the pool house. He noticed several people hanging around the pool area and he raised his hand to them when they hollered out to him. Reaching the pool house, he opened the door and stepped inside, freezing in his tracks when he saw just who was standing in front of him.
“What the hell are you doing in here?” As he said the words, he couldn’t help raking his eyes up and down her body, taking in every gorgeous inch. The black and red lace-up bustier she was wearing pushed her breasts up nicely and he raised an eyebrow at seeing no visible panty lines as he checked out her tight matching mini-skirt. His mouth literally watered when he saw the black spiked heeled boots she had on and he felt himself harden immediately at the whole ensemble. The red glittery devil’s horns she was wearing on her head just topped off the naughty look she was obviously wanting to achieve, not to mention the heavier than usual make-up.
“I want to talk to you.”
“Sorry, but I don’t want to talk to you, so get out.” Turning around, he closed the door before facing her again, making sure the cold look was fixed upon his face.
Veronica shook her head. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Then I’ll go.”
“No,” she blurted out quickly. “Don’t go. Please Logan.”
“Resorting to begging, huh? It suits you.”
Ignoring his cruel barb, she instead said, “Nice outfit. I never took you for a saint, Echolls.”
“I guess you didn’t stick around long enough then, Mars. You missed the good stuff.”
“I know.”
“What?”
“I said I know.” Tentatively, she took a step forward and breathed a sigh of relief when he didn’t step back from her. “I’ve missed you, Logan.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“You’re the one who broke up with me, remember?”
Her eyes lowered for a moment before she looked up and met his gaze head on. “I know and I’m sorry. I-I just didn’t know what to do. I was so scared and…”
“You were scared of me?” He felt the sharp stab in his chest that her words caused and he held his breath as he waited for her confirmation but it never came.
“No! I wasn’t scared of you…I was scared for you and I didn’t know what to do or say to help you.”
“You could have stayed,” he said angrily. “You could have stayed and helped make it better.”
“I didn’t know how,” she cried.
“So you went running back to Duncan and rubbed my face in it. Thanks,” he sneered, “That really helped.”
“It’s over between me and him. He’s not the one I really wanted. I know that now.”
“Is that a fact?”
“Yes!” she shouted. “It is. You’re the one I’ve always wanted and I’m sorry I’ve hurt you. That’s the last thing I ever wanted to do.”
Looking down at her, Logan looked into her eyes and he saw the tears welling up in them, threatening to fall. He so desperately wanted to wrap his arms around her and pull her to him, to kiss that beautiful mouth of hers, but something inside him wouldn’t let him do it.
“I can’t do this, Veronica. Not tonight.”
“When then? Tell me that…give me something.”
The anger rose in him again. “And why should I, huh? You never gave me anything. Instead I had to see you and him parading around the school holding hands and kissing at every fucking opportunity, knowing that you were spending most nights at his hotel.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologising. Look, you made your decision a long time ago, so let’s just leave it at that and move on.
“How can you say that? I know you’ve been watching me even if you haven’t been speaking to me. I may be blonde but I’m not stupid.”
“What do you mean ‘watching you’?”
“Don’t play dumb. I’ve seen you parked across from my apartment building for hours at a time.”
“Didn’t come over though, did you?”
“I-I wanted to but…”
“But Duncan was with you. I know, I’d see him arrive.” Walking past her, he opened his dresser drawer and grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels he had in there. Unscrewing the cap, he took a long drink of it. “It killed me knowing what you two were doing in there while your dad was out of town,” he confessed in a low voice. “I’d sit there hoping that any minute he would leave but no. I was always the first to leave.”
“Logan--”
“Don’t. I need you to leave now.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” Taking a few more steps, she closed the gap between them and bringing up a hand, she caressed his cheek. She had expected him to flinch away from her touch and was surprised when he didn’t. He leaned into it instead and his eyes slowly closed. “I’ve missed you so much,” she told him honestly.
“I-I can’t do this, Veronica. I can’t let you in if you’re only going to leave me behind again.”
Her thumb stroked back and forth across his cheekbone and she waited for him to open his eyes which he did a long moment later. “I’m not leaving you ever again,” she promised. “I love you.”
Logan’s throat tightened when he heard those three words. He had been waiting so long for her to say them and a part of him felt like he’d just imagined it. “Say it again.”
“I love you, Logan. And I’m not leaving you.”
His hand came up to cover hers which was still stroking his face and slowly removing it from there, he interlaced their fingers. “Are you sure about this bec--”
Veronica took the final step towards him and pushing up on her tiptoes for that extra boost, she pressed her lips to his and held them there for several seconds before slowly retreating. She didn’t get far because he swooped in and captured her mouth in a hard, bruising kiss.
Her lips immediately parted, granting his tongue access and it slid against her own, tangling wetly. Slipping her arms around his neck, she stretched her body up and moaned into his mouth when she felt his erection pressing into her stomach. Unconsciously, her hips automatically began rubbing against it and the next thing she knew, his hands were on her ass and he was hoisting her up, causing her skirt to ride up her thighs.
“God Ronnie…what are you doing to me?”
Biting his lip and then soothing it with a gentle lick, she smirked at him. “Don’t call me that.”
“Whatever you say, Miss Mars.”
Slanting his mouth over hers, he thrust his tongue into her mouth again while he maneuvered them over to the nearest wall and pinned her up against it. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist while her hands were buried in his hair. Trailing a hand down her body, he cupped and kneaded a breast before it continued its journey south and he slid it up and down her naked thigh.
Reluctantly breaking the kiss, Veronica breathed in some much needed air as she revelled in the feel of Logan’s large hand stroking up and down her body. When he attached his lips to her neck, she tilted her head to the side to give him greater access and she moaned his name at the feel of his teeth grazing her sensitive skin.
Her hands began tugging at his jacket and without taking his mouth from her, he helped her remove it from his body. She then started unbuttoning his shirt but her fingers weren’t cooperating with her brain and gripping each side of the garment, she pulled it apart.
Laughing at her actions, Logan pulled back and rubbed his nose against hers. “Impatient, are we?”
“What can I say?”
His expression sobered as he continued looking into her face. “Tell me why?”
She knew what it was he wanted to hear. “I want you. I want you so much it hurts.”
“Hurts where?”
“Everywhere.” She was unable to stop the shiver his lust-laden voice caused within her.
Placing his hand over her breast, he teased her already erect nipple and asked, “Does it hurt here?” She nodded her head slowly. A moment later she gasped when his hand slid between her thighs and he stroked her through her panties. “What about here, Veronica? Does it hurt here?”
“Yes…god yes.”
His fingers stroked her firmly and she found herself bucking against his hand.
“P-Please…I need you,” she choked out.
“Need me where?” His fingers added a little more pressure to her clit and he smirked at the way her mouth formed a perfect ‘o’. “C’mon Ronnie, you have to tell me. Don’t be shy?”
“Inside…I need you inside me.”
Leaning forward, his mouth licked her lips before he kissed her passionately. “All in good time,” he teased when he pulled back.
“Wh-what?”
Lowering her back to the floor, he walked away and headed for the door.
“Where are you going?” Veronica tried unsuccessfully to hide the pain from her voice.
Turning back to face her, he smiled. “Don’t worry Mars, I’m not going anywhere and neither are you.” He continued to the door where he turned the key in the lock and pulled the long drapes across them to shield them from the view of any of the partygoers. “We don’t want any interruptions now, do we?”
Breathing a quiet sigh of relief, her lips curved into a smile and she shook her head. “No, we certainly don’t, Mr Echolls.”
This time it was Logan who walked over to her and he wrapped his arms around her waist. His mouth by her ear, he whispered huskily, “You’re looking pretty fucking hot tonight. I’d have thought you’d have come as a saint though.”
“I thought I wasn’t invited.”
“When has that ever stopped you. I knew you’d be here…I hoped you’d be here.”
Pulling back from him so she could look into his face, she couldn’t hide the surprised look on hers. “You did?”
“Yeah.” Inching forward, he pressed her against the wall again and covered her mouth with his, kissing her softly. His hands weren’t as soft as they roamed all over her body, touching every available piece of unclothed skin. He groaned into her mouth when he felt her nails trailing down his bare chest and abs before cupping him through his pants. Breaking the kiss, his lips trailed down her throat before latching onto her neck while her hands were steadily unfastening his belt. She made quick work of unzipping his pants and a couple of seconds later he felt her small hand stroking his cock.
“You feel so good…so hard.” Her tongue trailed up his neck before she sucked a patch of his skin into her mouth and nibbled on it.
He was going out of his mind and he desperately needed to feel her naked flesh so he started tugging on the lacings of her bustier and as soon as the garment was loose enough, he pushed it down to pool around her waist. His hungry eyes fixed upon her breasts which were heaving with each breath she took.
“Yesss,” Veronica hissed upon feeling his fingers pulling at her sensitive nipples. The pleasure/pain sensation shot straight to her core and she felt herself get even wetter than she was already. “L-Logan…please…” Feeling his body shift against hers, she cried out when his hot, wet mouth suckled on one of her nipples and, in response, she raked her fingers across his scalp and down the back of his neck.
One of his hands roamed down her side and grabbed her thigh, hooking it over his hip and pressing even closer to her, he ground his cock into her in an attempt to try and relieve some of the pressure. All he wanted was to bury himself deep inside her and lose himself within her, even if it was just for tonight. Right in this very moment, it would be worth it.
Logan’s mouth switched to her other breast to bestow it with the same pleasure and while doing so, he looked up and caught her gaze. Her eyes twinkled with mischief and he couldn’t help smirking around the nipple he was playfully biting. She looked so fucking incredible in that moment; her skin flushed pink with her arousal, her smeared lipstick and tousled hair. The last thing she looked was innocent and he realised in that moment that she had definitely chosen the right outfit for his party.
Making his way up from her breasts, he dropped open-mouthed kisses on her collarbone, neck and throat before once again capturing her lips with his and kissing her hard and deep. Their tongues mimicked what he knew their lower bodies would be doing soon enough and he felt his cock throb in anticipation.
“You sure you want to do this?” He panted heavily into her ear and waited for her response.
“Are you?”
“I asked you first.”
“I asked you second,” she countered, placing her hands on his cheeks and directing him to look into her face.
Mock sighing loudly, he replied, “Yes, I want this.”
“I want this too.”
“Good because I wasn’t planning on stopping.”
“Well, I wasn’t planning on stopping you.”
Taking his hands in hers, she placed them on the side zipper of her skirt and while he lowered it, she pulled the bustier up and over her head, tossing it to the floor once it was clear.
Kneeling down, Logan pulled the skirt off her and helped her step out of it when it reached her feet. He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she stood before him in her silky red thong and her black knee high, spike heeled boots. For a second, he debated whether he should get her to leave them on but in the end, he decided against it and his fingers lowered the zippers and he tugged them off.
His hands stroked up and down her bare legs and he loved the feel of her baby soft skin beneath his fingertips. Reaching the waistband of her thong, he looked up into her eyes and waited for her agreement to remove it which he immediately received. Ever so slowly, he pulled at the waistband and slid them down her hips, thighs and then her legs, again helping keep her steady as she stepped out of them. Her golden curls were glistening with her obvious arousal, and he couldn’t resist a taste.
Taking one of her legs in his hand, he hooked it over his shoulder as he moved in and flicked his tongue over her clit. He felt her body tremble in response and so he did it again, this time circling the little nub before sucking it into his mouth.
“Uh…oh god! Wh-what are…you doing?”
Her words stopped him in his tracks and moving back slightly, he looked up into her flushed face.
“You’ve never had someone go down on you before?” He, of course, knew she had only been intimate with one other person so that someone was obvious to both of them.
Refusing to meet his gaze, she shook her head. “N-No. He, uh, didn’t…”
Logan could see she was uncomfortable talking about it and while he could almost taste the snarky comment he had on the tip of his tongue, he didn’t want to ruin what was turning out to be a pretty awesome night so he kept his mouth shut. Standing up, he lowered his head to hers and met her gaze head on. His hand came up to caress her cheek and he leaned his forehead against hers. “It’s okay,” he whispered.
His hands wrapped around her waist and he gently picked her up, her legs automatically coming to wrap around him. Carrying her over to his bed, he laid her down in the centre of it and smiled at the vision of her lying before him. He felt like pinching himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming all of this. If he was, he was going to be seriously pissed off when he finally woke up.
Kicking off his shoes and socks, he quickly removed his pants and then crawled on top of her, smiling when her legs again wrapped around him. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough of that feeling. Burying his face in the nook between her neck and shoulder, he breathed in her unique scent which he had missed so much. He could feel his heart racing in his chest and he took deep breaths to try to calm down a little.
“I’ve missed you,” Veronica’s voice broke the silence.
“Is that so?”
“Yes, and you’ve missed me?”
“Maybe…”
“Logan.”
“You know I’ve missed you,” he told her as he pushed himself up to rest his weight on his forearms. Before he could continue whatever this was between them, he needed to know one thing. “Is it really over between you two?”
His question took her a little by surprise. “What?”
“It’s an easy question, Veronica. Is it over between you and him for good?”
“Would I be here with you if it wasn’t?”
“You tell me. I thought we were together last time and then you…you ended things between us and went back to him.”
Biting her lip, Veronica kept her eyes locked on his. “I’m sorry. I--”
“Just answer the question,” he interrupted. “I-I can’t be with you if you’re just going to run back to him tomorrow or in a few weeks time. I won’t let you do that to me again.”
Not for the first time that night, her hands came up to cup his face and her thumbs stroked over his cheekbones. “I meant what I said earlier...I love you, Logan, and I’m not leaving you. It’s over between me and him.”
A slow smile crept onto his face at hearing her words and his voice was heavy with desire as he growled out, “Well, in that case…” Before she could say another word, his lips were firmly attached to hers and he was kissing her with everything within him. Their tongues tangled as they explored every crevice of each other’s mouths, their breathing coming in heavy pants.
He moaned her name when he felt her once again take him in hand and stroke him up and down. If she kept touching him in the way she was, he knew it would be all over before they had a chance to really get started so he gently eased out of her grasp.
Kissing her pouty lips once more, he then began kissing his way down her petite body. Her breasts received an inordinate amount of attention and he knew that given time, he would be able to make her come through doing that alone. Something he definitely looked forward to doing. He loved the giggly noises she made when he blew raspberries on her stomach and dipped his tongue into her belly button and so he did that a few times. He wanted her as relaxed as possible for when he arrived at his final destination.
As he moved lower, he bypassed that point for now and instead began stroking and kissing her shapely legs. Bending them at the knee in turn, he suckled on her pretty little toes that were painted a ruby red colour to go with her earlier outfit. Gently laying her legs back down on the bed and parting them a little wider, he laid down on his front and made himself comfortable between them. Meeting her gaze, he gave her his trademark smirk before he lowered his mouth to her glistening sex and took a long languorous lick. Her hips bucked in response and he placed his hands on them to keep them lowered to the bed as he sucked her clit between his teeth and nibbled on it gently.
“Oh fuck!” she cried. Her hands gripped the headboard as she lost herself in the magic of his lips, tongue and teeth. The brush of his soft hair between her thighs felt so good and a stark contrast to what his mouth was doing to her. Releasing one of her hands from gripping the headboard, she buried her fingers into his thick hair and held him tighter to her. Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt the first stirrings of her orgasm in her belly. When it hit, her legs tightened and her toes curled as a streak of fire coursed through her veins causing her to release a cry of pure, unadulterated pleasure.
Veronica expected him to stop what he was doing at that point but he didn’t. He continued kissing and licking her sensitive flesh before slipping two fingers inside her and thrusting them in and out at a leisurely pace. When he crooked them slightly and pressed against a particular spot deep inside, she closed her eyes and screamed as her second orgasm suddenly struck. Her whole body felt like it was throbbing and she felt as if she had stuck her tongue on a live battery. She felt…electrified.
As she slowly came down from her high, she felt him kissing his way back up her body and opening her eyes, she shivered at the intense way he was looking at her. Slipping a hand between their bodies, she took a hold of his cock and stroked it firmly before he placed his hand on hers and stopped her movements.
“I want to touch you,” Veronica said with a pout on her face.
“And I want to be inside you. You keep touching me like that and it’ll be all over…for a while anyway.” He leaned forward and kissed the pout away.
“Oh, well we don’t want that, do we?” she teased.
“No, we definitely don’t.” Reaching over to his nightstand, he opened the drawer and removed a couple of condoms before deciding to get another one out.
“Planning on impressing me with your stamina, Mr Echolls?”
“Oh yeah.”
Logan was just about to rip open the foil wrapper, when she took it from him and did it herself, rolling the latex sheath onto his more than substantial erection. She couldn’t help feeling apprehensive at the thought of him inside her but she wanted this more than anything.
It was almost as if he could read her thoughts because he quietly said, “I’ll go slowly, okay.”
Giving him a nod, she lay back amongst the pillows and made herself comfortable. Opening her arms to him, she watched him lay down on top of her, his weight pressing her down into the soft mattress beneath her. Her legs automatically hooked around his waist and she felt his cock nudging at her entrance.
He kept his eyes fixed on her face as he slowly and gently pushed himself inside of her and he inwardly groaned at the tight feel of her surrounding him. She was hot…so incredibly hot and wet which aided his movements and the next thing he knew he was fully inside of her, his pubic bone pressed against hers.
“God Veronica…you feel so good…so tight…” He groaned again when he felt her squeeze her internal muscles and he thought he’d just about died and gone to heaven. “Fuck!”
It was her turn to moan when she felt him begin to move and she met him thrust for thrust. The pace started off slow and steady but soon picked up speed, their lower bodies moving faster and faster with every minute that passed.
Logan could tell he wasn’t going to last for much longer and he desperately wanted her to be with him when he fell over the edge so shifting his position, he made sure to rub her clit with every down-stroke. Her moans turned into sobs as she fought to achieve the climax that was just within her reach.
“C’mon baby, let go…come for me…I’m here…I’ve got you…” He internally debated on whether to say the words he’d been dying to say and finally he did. “I-I love you, Veronica.”
His words were her undoing and with just a few more thrusts, she was crying out his name as she came for the third time that night. Her climax triggered his own and he chanted her name as he felt himself spill inside of her. He collapsed on top of her and realising he was probably crushing her, he began to move off of her.
“No, don’t move. Not yet.” Her slim arms moved from where they had been gripping his biceps, to wrap around his shoulders and hold him to her.
“I’m too heavy,” he told her, kissing her mouth softly.
“No you’re not.”
He smirked at her. “If you say so. I, uh, need to get rid of the condom though.”
“Okay.” Unwrapping her arms from around him, she watched as he got up from the bed and unabashedly walked naked to the bathroom, returning a few moments later. Veronica couldn’t take her eyes off of him. He was completely and utterly gorgeous and she smiled at the knowledge that he was all hers.
“What’s that smile for?”
“Nothing except I just noticed you’re still wearing your halo.”
He laughed as he reached up and removed it from his head and tossed it like a Frisbee to the floor. “And you’re still wearing your devil horns.”
“Want me to keep them on?”
“No, you can take them off unless…”
Bringing her hands up into her hair, she removed the headband the horns were fixed to and she threw them on the floor. A thought suddenly occurred to her and she asked, “Uh, not to ruin the moment or anything, but don’t you think you should go check on your guests?”
He frowned at her question. “Why, do you want to go back out there?”
She quickly shook her head. “No, I don’t. I just thought--”
“Has anyone ever told you that you think too much?” Climbing back onto the bed, he straddled her legs and leaned forward so his arms were resting either side of her head.
“Once or twice maybe,” she teased. “Seriously though Logan, you are the host and people are going to start wondering where you are?”
“I don’t care. We can go out there later…much later,” he told her before seizing her mouth in a fiery kiss. He smiled against her lips when he felt her hand searching for one of the other condoms he had tossed onto the bed.
All thoughts of parties and guests suddenly flew out of the window as they lost themselves in each other once again.
Fin