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Spoilers/Warnings: Season 2, shortly after the episode "Driver's Ed" and the infamous quote - "FYI: If cuddling's the best part, he's not doing it right"

Disclaimer: They're not mine, they belong to Rob Thomas.


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Logan Echolls knew the Post-Halloween Party that he was throwing was going to be a blast. The crowd of people that made his home actually look tiny proved that much as they danced, cried out to other friends and had a good time as they drowned themselves in drinks. But there was another reason he had decided to throw the party. There had to be something that would at least numb the pain for a little. Something, or more importantly someone, would eventually come around and make the feeling that he had of his heart bleeding and breaking at the same time, disappear. It was all her fault anyway.

Veronica Mars.

It was because she’d gotten back with Duncan that he’d gone to Kendall. His last words of love to her had been, I’ll miss you, which she hadn’t seemed to pick up on. Kendall. The name itself brought a smirk to his face. She wasn’t even that great. But all he had cared about was the fact that she was a good lay, and she’d done enough to take his mind off of Veronica. Logan hadn’t wanted to think about her, Veronica, but he also hadn’t wanted to fall in love with her and that had happened.

Glancing around the party, Logan looked many of the women up and down appreciatively. He watched them carefully as they drank and danced with one another. Hips were grinding against other hips and bodies were being pressed together. A few even kissed. Logan smirked and licked his lips as he took a deep, long drink from the bottle in his hand. The liquor burned as it traveled down to the pit of his stomach.

He wasn’t in the mood to play nice.

Matter of fact, he wanted to play rough. Logan turned and made his way into the newly redone pool house. He grinned as he noticed not only the poker table but the pool table. There was still a bed in there, but the camera was destroyed as well as everything that was Aaron.

Memories of Aaron weren’t allowed.

Logan shut his eyes as he took another gulp. He just wanted to make the world disappear. Even if it was only for a night, he knew that it’d make him feel whole for those few brief seconds that everything disappeared. No more feuds with Weevil’s gang, no more fighting with Duncan and no more seeing Veronica with a guy she didn’t belong with. She belonged to him.

“Hey, stranger.” A voice cut in.

Opening his eyes, Logan tried focusing on the body that the voice belonged to, but it was hard to see. He did know that it was a female – but he could tell that from the voice alone and it seemed familiar but at the same time, the alcohol he’d drank for the past week had affected him a little. He could make a few things out as he squinted his eyes against the light. Whoever invented the light bulb needed be shot.

He did notice that whoever it was wearing a tight blue dress. But the dress was not only short but it was a dark blue and seemed to have a black belt around her waist. She was also wearing long black boots that went to her knee and had a huge spiked heel. Logan groaned a bit, he had spent way too much time watching Lilly dress if he knew what kind of heel this woman was wearing. As he squinted, Logan noticed she was wearing a black mask and a dark blue hat.

She was dressed as a cop.

“Hey yourself.” He replied. “Can I help you?” Logan asked, “In case you can’t tell, this would be a private party.” He extended his arms, a slow crooked grin appearing on his face.

“I know, but you looked like you were lonely and could use the company.” Logan almost told the girl to get lost but he didn’t as she started walking up towards him. He did want a little bit of fun tonight. So why not make it with this one? He watched her as she slowly walked up to him, standing in front of him as her hands ran up his chest, encircling his neck.

Logan stopped her he knew those hands. His brow creased.

“Veronica?”

She stopped, her hands dropping. As she looked up at him she reached up and took of her mask and hat. Her blonde hair fell around her face and she looked up at him, a bit of sadness in her eyes. Covering his mouth with her hand, Veronica sighed and bit her lower lip as she met his gaze.

“I need you, Logan.” She whispered. Dropping her fingers from his lips, her hands ran through his hair, her fingers tangling in as she pulled his mouth down to hers.

Crushing their lips together, Logan felt that ache beneath his chest, the one that he’d grown accustomed to, begin to fade. He began to deepen the kiss as his arms wrapped around her. His mouth crushed hers. Demanding.

He wanted her so badly and had missed the feeling of their mouth’s melding as his tongue slid into her mouth gently. She tasted the same as she had before, except this time there was a hint of the alcohol that had been provided in the party.

Logan didn’t give a damn as he moved her back and pinned her against he wall. Ripping his lips away from hers he raised her arms, pinning them above her head as his lips traveled to the opening just above her breasts. He placed two gentle kisses there.

Glancing up to her, he met her gaze as she began to breathe just a bit heavier. Releasing her hands, Logan pulled Veronica close as he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her gently.

“You’re not real.” Logan whispered as he rested his head against her forehead. Veronica shook her head as she cupped Logan’s face with her hands, leaning up she kissed his lips gently.

“I am too real, you’re holding me in your arms. Dammit Logan, I just need you so badly.” She replied, resting her head against his shoulder. “Just give me tonight, please.” She pleaded as she looked up at him again, licking her lips. Slowly, she started unbuttoning his shirt. He hadn’t dressed up for his own party and as she ran her arms along his chest to pull his shirt off she looked up at him again.

“Why are you doing this, Veronica? Don’t you know that it’s going to kill me if we do this? To watch you walking around with…him?” Logan said, he couldn’t even say Duncan’s name. He felt that familiar ache as he backed away from Veronica. He grabbed the bottle that he had left on the side table, taking another drink.

“It’s killing me too, Logan.” She stated. Veronica started walking towards him as Logan began to button his shirt back up. “You don’t know what I keep thinking about. Wondering what might’ve happened.”

“Well, if you had stuck around instead of dumping me and then proceeding to jump into Duncan’s bed to screw his brains out then we might’ve found that out.” Logan smirked as he took another long gulp. Throwing the bottle against the wall he turned back towards Veronica. “Why’d you do it?” He yelled. “Why’d you have to break my heart?” He asked, tears filling his eyes.

Veronica stared at him in disbelief. She had no idea what she was supposed to say to that and Logan could tell by the damn look on her face. It pissed him off and at the same time, he wanted to throw her against the wall and fuck her senseless – to prove that he didn’t need her and it’d just make Veronica want him even more. Then he’d break her heart the same way she did him.

He didn’t understand why women had to do this all the time. Lilly was first, and now Veronica. He didn’t want to deal with the pain and the last thing he wanted to do tonight was be alone.

That’s what Logan told himself as he grabbed Veronica’s hand and pinned them against the wall above her as he pressed his body up against hers and roughly kissed her, his lips slamming on hers as his tongue forced itself into her mouth. He swallowed her moan by deepening their kiss as he pressed their bodies together.

“Logan, what are you doing?” She murmured. Logan glanced up at her as he pulled away from her kiss. His glare was lustful and all the love she’d seen coming from those eyes had disappeared.

“Doing you.” He replied. His teeth grazed across her neck as he held her hands above her head with one hand as his other hand pressed through the thin material of her blue police dress. He squeezed a bit rough, causing Veronica to cry out. He covered her mouth with his kiss again before roughly pulling away. “This is what you wanted isn’t it? I told you cuddling wasn’t the best part, and I’m gonna prove it.” He growled as he picked her up, letting her hands go as her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck as they kissed.

“Logan,” She whimpered as his teeth nipped her neck, making her fingers dig into his back as she moved her hands in order to tear off the buttons of his shirt, pushing the shirt off of him. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”

Pulling away from her, Logan smirked slowly as he tilted his head, pulling the zipper down that was in the back of her dress. He grinned as he leaned in and kissed her lips gently, nipping her bottom lip. When the zipper stopped, he reached up and cupped her face gently as Veronica started pulling the dress off of her body. It was like a second skin.

Logan watched her carefully as he licked his lips, moving away from her as he watched her pull the sleeves down, revealing her black lacy bra. His eyes watched her body as it moved from side to side as the dress was pulled along her hips revealing a black lacy thong.

“Well now, Veronica Mars has finally gone to the dark side.” He grinned and pulled her close to him, kissing her again. Before he could wrap both arms around her, she reversed their position and pinned him against the wall. She pulled his shirt off, momentarily pinning his arms behind his body with his sleeves.

“You want to see the dark side?” She murmured, “Fine. You’ll see it.” Veronica slowly smirked and began to unzip his pants with a hand as she leaned up and raked her fingers through his hair. She grinned as she pushed his pants down along with his boxers.

“What are you plan-” Logan cut himself off as he bit his lip as Veronica took him into her mouth. Groaning he tried to move his arms, only to have the fabric dig into his skin. He hissed against the pain before stopping. “Damn you, Veronica.”

She giggled softly and looked up towards him as she knelt in front of him, running her mouth along the length of him. He thrusted towards her mouth before she grabbed his hips and pinned him against the wall again.

“Uh-uh. You’re not moving until I want you to.” Veronica stated. She continued to use her mouth on him, listening to every moan that he gave away. Pulling away, she tilted her head as she slowly stood up, wrapping her hand around him. Logan murmured against her lips as she kissed him. “What was that?” She asked.

“Letmego.” Logan pushed together into one word, his hands still pinned with his shirt. She began to move her hand slowly, nipping his lower lip as she moved down towards his neck, kissing him gently.

“No.” Veronica retorted, continuing to move her hand as she pulled him down to kiss him again.

Veronica heard the rip of fabric only to find herself pinned against the bed.

“Loga-”

“Shut up.” Logan demanded as he pulled the remnants of his shirt off and pulled her into his lap as he pulled her thong off her body. She straddled him and as his mouth crushed onto hers, he slammed into her.

Both of them moaned as he entered her tight entrance. It drove Logan crazy to know that Duncan had gotten this pleasure before he had. It was something that made him want to prove to her that cuddling was in fact – not the best part. Unhooking her bra with one hand, Logan moved them both so she was pinned beneath him. He ran his fingers along her body, gently.

No matter what she had done to him, Logan knew he still loved her.

And now, he was going to show her, even if it meant that he had to be a little rough.

Leaning down, he kissed her gently as he began to move with in, her legs wrapping around him. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he pulled her up so their bodies met against one another, her breasts pressed against his chest as she straddled him again. Veronica bit her lower lip as Logan stopped her from beginning to move against him. Her bottom lip puckered out as she began to pout.

When she seemed ready to really begin to pout, Logan began to move within her again, reaching down between them, his fingers gently caressed her clit. He felt her body shudder before he did it again, only a bit rougher.

“Answer me a question, Veronica…” He started, making her hips stop again. Logan smirked as she looked towards him, frustration in her eyes.

“What do you want to know, Logan?” She asked. Logan looked her up and down, slowly, he leaned her back against the pile of pillows, propping her body up against them. He leaned in and nibbled along her jaw, nibbling her earlobe gently.

“Does it make you wet, thinking of what I could do to you?” He asked. Veronica moaned as his hand rubbed against her. No longer was he inside of her, instead his hand rubbed against her, making her shiver at his touch. Veronica shook her head. “Oh? It doesn’t make you wet?” He asked again. Veronica looked up at him, meeting his gaze.

She wanted to challenge him.

“No.” Logan’s eyes blazed with lust and the demand that he wanted her to admit that she wanted him and no matter what he had to do, he was going to force her to admit it.

“Damn you.” He growled before he slid two of his fingers inside of her, grazing his thumb against her swelling clit. Veronica’s hips reacted to his touch as she arched her hips against his fingers, making his fingers fill her completely.

Veronica didn’t want to admit that he made her wet anytime that he walked into the damn classroom.

His fingers pushed up, rubbing against a spot that made her entire body shiver completely as she dug her nails into his back. Logan slowly began to smirk as he continued the same movements with his fingers. He watched Veronica as she bit her lower lip to keep from doing anything. Logan smirked, pinching her clit between two of his fingers.

“Logan.” She moaned softly. Logan slowly smirked and leaned down, kissing her as he slowly entered her, fingering her clit as he did. He felt her nails dig into her back as she pulled herself up and straddled him.

“Answer the question…” He mumbled against her lips. Veronica went to kiss him, but Logan pulled away. “Answer it.” He demanded, his hands cupping her breasts as his thumb and finger gently began to pull her nipple, making her body shudder.

“Fine.” She growled. “You make me wet everytime you walk into the damn room.” She admitted. “Now make me scream.” She demanded. Logan laughed as he slowly began to thrust into her again as he pulled her against him. Her breasts pressed up against his chest, rubbing against the small amount of hair.

They both heard the noises of the crowd that started making their way out to the pool. Their eyes met and Veronica looked over her shoulder towards the glass windows. Before she could mutter anything towards him, Logan was quick to thrust within her again, and he cut off her moan with a deep kiss.

Both moaned into the kiss they shared as Veronica felt her body clench around Logan. They both knew they were close as Logan kissed along her neck and pushed their bodies closer together. He let her take control, watching her as their eyes met and she moved faster. His fingers kneaded into her back, massaging as her nails dug into his. Knowing he’d have the marks from her nails made him push into her deeper. He watched her eyes and reached up to cover her mouth as she cried his name out just as she felt her body let go and she came around him. As she moved his hand and crushed her lips against his, he felt himself let go and he let his seed fill her.

They both crashed onto the bed with one another, not caring that they were above the covers. He caressed the side of her face gently as she moved, kissing the inside of his palm.

“What does this mean for us?” He asked softly, feeling his body cool down as he pulled her closer to him. Veronica’s eyes glanced up to meet his own and just when they met, she looked away.

“I don’t know.” She replied, slowly starting to sit up. “I don’t know if I can get back with you yet, Logan.” She said, trying to find her underwear. Logan pushed himself up onto his elbow as he watched her.

“Then what the hell was this, Veronica? Just an itch to scratch and dear little Duncan couldn’t fulfill you? What was it, was the nickname little Duncan true?” He asked, watching her, not caring that he lay on the bed, naked.

“I don’t know, Logan. I just…I can promise you that Duncan and I aren’t going to be seeing much of one another anymore. But that doesn’t mean that I can just jump into something with you.” She sighed, turning towards him. “Where’s my costume?”

“Did you try looking up your ass?” He asked, standing up slowly he grabbed his pants and slid them over his hip, only zipping them. Bending down close to the bed he grabbed the navy blue uniform, tossing it to her. “That job will do you good, Veronica. Maybe you could pick up a few doughnuts after you work up your appetite.” Logan finished, walking up towards her, helping zip up the rest of the dress.

“What do you want me to do, Logan?” She asked, a pleading look in her eyes.

He touched the side of her face gently as he leaned in and kissed her forehead. Picking up the black mask she had worn, he slid it into his front pocket.

“I guess you’ll only come to me when you feel like I’m needed, huh?” He asked softly, meeting her eyes.

“For now, maybe.” She replied, whispering. Logan smiled a little and looked down a moment before sliding his hands into his pockets and backing away.

“Just like Lilly.” He murmured, making Veronica’s head shoot up to meet his eyes. “Next time, Ronnie…you might want to bring another costume. The cop doesn’t really do it for me all the way. I sometimes prefer a naughty school girl type.” He laughed a bit as he reached out, taking her hand as he kissed the top of it gently. “I guess I’ll see you the next time.”

Turning away from her, Logan made his way out of the pool house wearing only his pants.

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