Falling [LOGAN]

[Logan Castille]

"Free period? Awesome!" Logan stood himself up and wiped off any dirt or other debris that may have found its way on him before offering Rayne a hand to help him stand up as well. "Maybe you can serenade me when we get there."

Logan then began walking side by side but slightly ahead of Rayne at a casual pace on the way to the dormitories. When they reached the building, Logan opened up a door and like a gentleman, he let Rayne walk in first. After making it inside, the Cajun breathed a sigh of relief due to no longer being exposed to the bitter cold found outside. "Nice and warm, just how I like it."

The two eventually reached room 501 and after working his key into the doorknob, Logan walked right on in. "Welcome to my humble abode," he mentioned as he moved over to his closet and began sifting through his clothes. Various expensive electronic devices sat on Logan's bed and desk, along with papers, books, pencils, and misplaced articles of clothing.

After taking down a lime green t-shirt and a simple pair of jeans, Logan slipped off his socks, shoes, and shirt instinctively. He would have taken off a lot more, but stopped himself after realizing that he wasn't just around his roommates at the moment, he was around someone a bit more special. He didn't want to somehow offend Rayne or create some kind of disdain by exposing himself too soon.

"I'm gonna go take a shower real quick. Feel free to play around on my iPad if you want. I wont be long."

Keeping his word, Logan showered, dried off, and changed in less than twenty minutes. He emerged from the bathroom area, made some room on his bed, and laid down for a moment. "So Rayne, where're ya from?"

[Rayne Lancaster]

Logan seemed eager. Not that Rayne wasn't, but he was also surprised. At how only ten minutes ago, he was sitting down by the pond, having only his Ipod and guitar to keep him company. But now - now he was being offered a hand up by the studly guy of his dreams and things were amazingly working out. He had nothing to complain about. Logan askked if he would play to him later, and Rayne just smiled as he took his hand and pulled himself up. To his feet, he off-balanced slightly and staggered forwards. Now, his face was only inches from Logan's and he felt his warmth. He felt his energy, his vibes, his breath but stood backwards. Maybe that was accidentally a bit too quick, but not awkward. And definitely not bad. "Yeah - maybe".

Heading into the dorm, he couldn't exactly not laugh like a dork when Logan greeted him. He walked passed as he held the door open for him and Rayne passed by giving him a nod. As he stood in the dorm, he couldn't help but notice all of the equipment. He could see Logan must be pretty well off and into electronics because the place had a lot of them. Shows that he is a pretty handy guy, where the closest thing Rayne gets to with electronics is his Iphone. Then, gazing around he looked to Logan.

First came the shoes and socks and then the shirt. Rayne didn't want to look like a perve, but he couldn't help catch a glimpse of tanned abs and a great body to go with the grand package that is Logan. Rayne then quickly looked to the bed and swung his guitar off of his back, resting it against the frame as he heard Logan tell him that he was going to shower. Twenty minutes alone in a guy's bedroom, what could he do? "That's totally cool, take your time. I don't want you to rush on my account". Rayne gave him an assuring smile and then watched him leave. Taking off his jacket, now only wearing a hooded flannel short-sleeved shirt, he turned back to the room. Hmmmmm...

Twenty minutes passed as browsed the room, played around on the Ipad leaving a note saying 'Rayne waz 'ere .11', looking around at some books on Logan's desk and finally played some tunes. He was just playing some random appegiated chords on the edge of Logan's bed when Logan came back in. He laid down, and obviously wanted to know more about Rayne. Right now; where he lived. Playing some quiet strings, he looked to him and began.

"Okay, well I was technically born in the UK. But we moved to the US when I was only a few months old so that makes here kind of my home. I was actually a New York kid until - well - I started shooting things around with my mind and Hammel found me, so four years later here I am".

He smirked and looked down for a second, then looked back up at Logan. "What about you bud?".

[Logan Castille]

"You were born in the UK? That's freakin' sweet!" Logan sat up and immediately became more interested in Rayne. He was already interested in him, but the fact that he was foreign born made him much more appealing. Also, the fact that he was raised a big city means that there is good chance he is well cultured, which is a huge plus. "I was born and raised in Louisiana before coming here. My mom was born into one of those established, old money family down there and my father owns a bunch of chemical plants along the Mississippi River. That's about as interesting as my origin gets."

Logan moved and sat himself down right next to Rayne as he held his guitar. He looked at the boy and gently plucked a few strings on the instrument out of curiosity. "You ready to play me a tune?" he asked while showing as much excitement as possible without going overboard. As a child, Logan's mother introduced him to a couple of instruments like the violin and trumpet, but never a guitar. She probably never thought of it as a classy or jazzy instrument, so it never crossed her mind. Besides, Logan never took a liking to being a musician, so buying him any more instruments than she already did would be pointless. He did acquire an appreciation for other musicians though.

Continuing on with his journey to learn more about Rayne, Logan thought up a few more questions to ask. He didn't know what questions to ask first, or what questions would be too intrusive, but he absolutely had to know more about him. "I'm guessing you're either 17 or 18, right?" he questioned with a hand on his chin. In the end, Logan decided he would start off with the small questions before working his way up to the more juicy, personal ones. "What do you like to do for fun?"

[Rayne Lancaster]

There seemed to be no end to the ways that this guy could make Rayne smile. His burst of enthusiasm towards being from the UK was so damn cute. Rayne loved it. But he knew he could track down the accent if he listened hard enough, but it was answered for him. It was cute too. This guy was just cute covered in cute. Now Rayne sounds like psycho babble. Though Logan was much more unimpressed with where he came from. Which is good in a way. The more you have to talk about your past just means that is more complexity you had in your life. Short and simple, he liked it. "Logan, I really doubt that any aspect of your life could or would ever be uninteresting". Flirting? Yeah, maybe just a little.

With the plucking of a few strings, Logan wanted him to play him something. He didn't get bad stage fright and he wasn't exactly an amateur at this. But he didn't want to look like a complete jerkoff in front of Logan. But he would seem weird if he didn't play, so clearing his throat he looked from Logan and down at the chords. An appegiated chord pattern played an intro as he kept glimpsing up at Logan. He couldn't deny it, he wanted to impress the guy. So four bars in, he began.

"Every time I see your face,
My heart takes off on a high speed chase
Now don't be scared, it's only love
Baby, that we're falling in

I can't wait 'til tomorrow
This feeling has swallowed me whole
And I know that I've lost control

This heart that I've followed
Has left me so hollow
That was then, this is now
Yeah, you have changed everything

Every time I see your face
My heart takes off on a high speed chase
Now don't be scared, it's only love......
...That we're falling in......".

Rayne sat back, took a breath and wondered two things; if he was any good and Logan would have liked it, and secondly if this guy was into making out. Because singing in front of someone he had just met and chatting up a guy; what was one more daring act going to do today.

"17 bud. I'm eighteen next year though. What about you? Wait - I'll guess. Same age?". He smiled and made a hoping expression as he strummed some quiet chords some more. It sounded nice, peaceful and kept his mind on track. But he had to put it down, and when he went to swing the guitar strap over his shoulder he heard the broadest question ever; what are you into? "Well guitar obviously. Um, I like to chill, work out, watch movies and you know - normal stuff". He rested his elbows on his knees and sat forward, craning his neck and looking up at Logan. "And I - uh - It's kind of embarrasing but I do capeira. It's dance fighting stuff". It looks better then it sounds. "So what about you? I see your into electronics and being cute, what else?".

[Logan Castille]

They way Rayne spoke to Logan had him blushing. Logan has had his fair share of compliments throughout his life, but none has had the same influence on him as Rayne's. The Cajun found himself feeling rather funny but in a good way. It was a "hold me" kind of feeling that he couldn't shake. Scooting close enough to the boy for their shoulders and arms to come in contact, Logan replied to him with a tone that made his flirtation obvious. "Well, aren't you such a gentleman."

When the guitar playing began, Logan was impressed. Rayne was a much better player than he initially thought. Logan felt as if he was going to melt, and the feeling only intensified when the singing began. The lyrics combined with the sound of Rayne voice created a combination that won Logan's heart in a flash. By the time the tune was finished vision of awe and amazement could be seem on Logan's face. "That was beautiful, Rayne," he said has he put his arm around the boy, "thank you for playing it for me."

"Close," Logan mentioned with a smirk, "I turned 18 about a few months ago." He continued to get closer and more touchy feely with Rayne with one arm around his back and his other hand resting softly on the bed while he listened to Rayne speak. "I'm pretty much the same way minus the guitar playing. I haven't played an instrument in many, many years." What Rayne said next caused him to raise his eyebrows. He was quite impressed. "Capoeira? That's bad ass! My personal trainer taught me kickboxing. Maybe we can give each other a few lessons one day, eh?"

Logan got up for a moment to grab his gloves out of the closet. He slipped them on and showed them off to Rayne proudly. "You like?" he asked as he sat back down where he was before and looked him in the eyes. "So, umm, I'm gonna go ahead and say it." His voice became serious. "I really want to kiss you, but I'm not sure if you're a kiss on the first date kind of a guy." Realizing he was still wearing the gloves, he quickly began to slip them off. "Are you ready for that or am I going too fast?"

[Rayne Lancaster]

"I do what I can". Rayne could see that he was making Logan blush. It was cute and not the usual impact her had on people. This was the first connection he has really ever had. He doesn't know why. He went through a stage where he was kind of convinced that he would never find anyone. He knew he wasn't a non-decent guy. He takes care of himself, he cares about other people and doesn't do anything too incriminating. But this, this was real. He loved it. He moved closer to Rayne, touching him by the arm again. Rayne leaned a little bit closer. This was not bad.

He liked the song at least. That gave him brownie points and he smiled at him. His arm went around Rayne. Okay, he really liked that song then. Rayne returned the favour and put his hand on Logan's thigh. Not to high so you know, but in the middle. A comforting spot. "Thanks, no problem. Anytime".

About him. He dished it out to Logan and he got some in return. A smile crossed his face as he told him about himself. Well, he got the age wrong. Close though, but in a way, the fact that Logan was older made things just that little bit ...... hotter. Then he heard what Logan was in to. Not so much into music, but he didn't care. They can't have exactly everything in common. "That's all good. Maybe if we have any free time, I can teach you a bit". He gave him a kind nudge and then they got to the fighting. Capoeira and Kick-boxing. What are the odds? Rayne loved Capoeira because it had two of his favourite things; music and fighting. Kick boxing sounded cool, and Logan seemed really into that. Probably because martial arts was something they have in common.

Logan whipped out some gloves and put them on, showing them off a bit. Cute! "A lot". Then it got down to the serious stuff. Rayne could see it coming. When it started, he was expecting like 'sorry, i'm not single' or 'i'm actually a woman'. But then he realized that was, well, insane. But it was kissing. The same thing that was on Rayne's mind. He looked at him, and Logan was so concerned because he might be moving to fast. The guy barely finished his last word when Rayne made a move.

He shot in and kissed him. Soft, warm and it sent buzzes through Rayne's body. His lips; so soft. Rayne ran his hand up Logan's defined arms to his neck. His warm touch against his warm skin and he closed his eyes and lost himself in this guy. He will say it again; fast - a great speed.

[Logan Castille]

Almost immediately after finishing his last line, Logan was fully indulged in a kiss Rayne initiated all on his own. At first, he was shocked and confused, but as the seconds passed, the shock and confusion became meaningless. The only things that mattered were the wonderful things he was feeling physical and emotionally while simultaneously pleasing both himself and Rayne through their intimate, lip-locked contact. Meanwhile, his hands gently glided up and down the boy's back as he put more effort into the interaction.

By the time it was all over, Logan knew it was the first of many to come. He took a deep breath and grinned confidently. Just by his facial expressions, it was obvious that he liked what just went down. There were no doubts about it. "I'll take that as a yes," he said in regards to the question he asked before the sudden embrace. Logan gave Rayne a quick, loving hug before standing up and grabbing his iPhone. "Can I have your number?" Sitting back down, the Cajun placed his cellphone in Rayne hands, allowing him to type in his number if he chooses.

Feeling that they already passed the point where spontaneous kissing was acceptable, Logan planted a quick one on Rayne's cheek for good measure. "So," he began to ask, "how long is it before your next class?" He was already plotting a couple of "dates" they could go on in the near future, but at the moment, he was worrying about the present. "We could always go somewhere, hang out here, or maybe even meet up sometime later. I just don't want you to be tardy because of me."

[Rayne Lancaster]

The hands running up his back did - well - turn him on. As the digits ran up his back muscles, he put his hand to Logan's cheek, holding him as he kissed him. He could tell that Logan was liking this as much as he was, but he knew he had to stop soon. At first, he could tell it was very fast what he was doing and that Logan was probably a bit shocked, but he could tell he wanted it as much as Rayne did. he hoped with all of his heart that this would work out. In a way he knew it would, but he hadn't had these feelings for anyone before. It was different, a bit scary but mostly one of the best things that had ever happened to him.

When Logan spoke, it broke the silence and Rayne let out a gasping laugh. He looked at him with a big smile and a tad bit of redness in his cheeks. He didn't want to say it, but it was his first kiss. Unless you count when he kissed a girl in spin the bottle when he was twelve. "Yeah, I guess so". Logan wanted his number, and taking the phone he put in the digits and the name under Rayne. Then, holding the phone up in reverse, he smiled as he took a number ID picture for it and saved. "There it is babe. Here, put yours in mine". Handing over his Iphone, he placed Logan's on the bed between them. Well, between whatever room was available for it to sit between.

Rayne's next class started in around seven minutes. His eyes widened when he looked at the time. He was having such a good time with Logan, but he had to go to English because he wanted to pass and also, he didn't mind having Ms Greenwood as a teacher. Looking to Logan, he didn't want to say it but he had to go. "Shit, like not even ten minutes". He said the shit part under his breath like he would to anyone. He doesn't exactly like swearing out loud, so he wouldn't do it. But Logan really wanted to see him again. He suggested hanging out later, which Rayne was definitely for. "Definitely. Just give me a ring and no matter what - I'll be there". Grabbing for his guitar, he leant in to give him one more kiss before he had to leave. And this one was hopefully going to be as good as the last.

[Logan Castille]

After quickly snapping a goofy picture of himself with a thumbs up and putting in his number, Logan handed Rayne's phone back to him. "You can call or text me whenever. I always have this thing at my side," he said as he put his own phone in his pocket. It was then that he realized that Rayne had less than ten minutes before his next class. Logan was about to move, but he quickly found himself once again joyfully lip-locked.

The second time around went much better than the first. There was no shock or confusion, just sheer pleasure, and by the time it was over, Logan found himself blushing all over again. In the short time that they've known each other, Rayne probably got him to blush more than he does for months at a time. He's good.

Feelings like a gentleman, Logan got up and walked over to the door. He opened it up, allowing Rayne to leave without a hassle. "I'll see you later," he said with a smile, "and have fun in class!"

[Rayne Lancaster]

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