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19 April 2006 @ 10:36 am
Shocker - Chapter 5 (L/V) - NC-17  
Title: Shocker(5/?) (L/V) - NC-17
Author: ethereal_65
Pairing: Logan/Veronica
Rating: NC-17 for graphic sexual content.
Word Count: 2731
Spoilers: Like A Virgin Season One

Previous Chapters
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Veronica was sure she was about to solve the purity test scandal. She had just narrowed down her suspect list and was on her way to the quarry to catch the lovebirds. She was busy fishing through her bag for her keys while she shut the door to the apartment. She didn’t notice him walk up behind her and casually lean against the railing.

“Tut, tut, Mars. Sneaking out of the house? How juvenile delinquent of you.”

She jumped, startled, and dropped her keys. She quickly snatched them up and turned to the speaker.

“I have to run an errand,” she said flatly as she brushed passed Logan.

“Then, by all means, please blow me off,” he muttered sarcastically.

“You’d have to be a good boy for that. And last I checked, you weren’t a good boy. Especially to me.” Veronica spun around and faced him, crossing her arms defensively. “What do you want, Logan? I’m a little busy at the moment.”

He smiled darkly at her and pushed off the railing. “We can walk and talk.” He strode passed her and stopped a few paces ahead, waiting for her. She rolled her eyes and caught up to him. He shoved his hands in his pockets and continued his pace. He cleared his throat before he spoke again. “So, have you considered my offer yet?”

“I’m still thinking it over,” she said nonchalantly.

Logan nodded. He continued walking with her to car and didn’t speak again until she had thrown her bag in the back and opened the door. “So, where are you going?”

“I’m gonna catch a frog,” she said cryptically, with a wicked smile.

Logan chewed on the inside of his mouth for a moment. “Want some company?”

Veronica’s brow furrowed for a moment, but then smoothed. “Sure,” she responded.


The ride back to the apartment was silent, occasionally interrupted by Logan’s tapping fingers against the glass. It was the longest Veronica had ever seen Logan go without opening his mouth.

“So, Kimmy’s doing the IT guy?”

Veronica nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of his voice. She quickly calmed herself and shot him a quizzical look.

“I looked at the pictures while you were at the gas station.” He shrugged when she frowned. “I figured I might as well know what illegal activities I’m getting into. Though, I do have to say, she could use a little tutoring. Her technique is, shall we say, lacking?” He wiggled his brows at her and Veronica let out a giggle.

Logan smiled warmly and relaxed into the seat. “We should give her some pointers,” Logan said off-handedly.

It took a moment for Veronica’s brain to register the insinuation. Her mouth fell open as it sunk in. However, she only shook her head and fixed her eyes on the road ahead.

We shouldn’t be talking about this.

The rest of the ride went by in a different silence than the start of the trip. It was more stifled, more uncomfortable. She was fairly certain it was on her end. Logan appeared to be the epitome of comfortable at the moment, bopping his head in time with the music, lounging back in the passenger seat, staring at nothing in particular.

She pulled into the complex and exited the car, not waiting to see if Logan would follow her. She was unlocking the door when he came up behind her, his breath hot on her neck.

“So, is your dad home?” His hands settled lightly on her hips, creating instant heat.

She swallowed thickly as she fumbled with the keys. She blinked, trying to concentrate on anything but his proximity, his voice, his breath. “He’s out,” she said flatly.

“So, you’re here all by your lonesome?” Logan’s whisper was right in her ear, low and husky. His fingers coasted under her shirt, teasing the exposed skin along her back.

She cleared her throat, desperately trying to keep herself together. “Maybe. Maybe not,” she answered steadily.

His fingers gripped her hips tightly. “You still haven’t given me an answer,” he muttered against her neck, lips pressed into her skin.

Her head fell back against his shoulder as her eyes fluttered from the sensation. “Answer to what?” she asked breathily.

“My proposition,” he breathed into her ear as his hands drifted further up her shirt.

She turned in his arms, an evil glint flitting through her crystal eyes. “I think I may just need another demonstration.” The corner of her mouth twitched up, the makings of a smile.

Logan groaned pleasantly. “I think that can be arranged.” He bent his head and pressed his lips roughly to hers as her arms snaked around his neck.

He groped for the door behind her and finally managed to open it and push them through the threshold. He slammed it closed with his foot, never breaking contact with her.

“Wait. Wait,” he said suddenly, ripping his mouth from hers.

She stared up at him, fear gripping her insides, but she stayed silent.

“Are you actually going to give me an answer? Or are you just going to keep stringing me along? ‘Cause I don’t know if I can take much more of this.” His mouth twitched as he watched relief flutter across her features.

“Maybe…” she trailed off vaguely.

Logan’s eyes narrowed on her. “Maybe to which one?”

“Both.” Veronica was grinning at this point, enjoying making him squirm.

“Can you at least tell me if I’m going to get a home run tonight?” he asked, his eyebrow arching in question, an almost desperate hopefulness in his eyes.

She couldn’t resist smiling up at him. “Batter up.”

He quickly reclaimed her mouth harshly, his teeth clashing with hers.

He pushed them further into the apartment, stumbling every now and again over a rug or bumping into a wall. Finally, they made it to her bedroom and he pushed off her jacket, tossing it aside as his mouth slid down her neck.

He grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head. It caught for a moment on their attached mouths, but they broke apart momentarily to rid the offending article.

Logan gently began to back Veronica to her bed as his mouth again worked its way down her neck. The back of her legs hit the bed and she stumbled, losing her balance, and fell onto the mattress. Logan pulled his shirt over his head before he crawled onto the bed, covering her body with his own.

His lips worked across her collarbone, down the valley of her breasts, over her bra and to her stomach, placing random kisses across the smooth skin. His fingers worked at the fly of her pants, eliciting a small giggle from Veronica when he couldn’t undo the buttons after several tries.

Finally, he lifted his head when she went into a full-blown fit of laughter. “I’ll have you know this is tough to do one-handed!”

“Not enough practice, huh, pretty boy?” Veronica lifted herself to lean on her elbows and offered him a placating nod of her head before laughing again.

Logan threw up his hand in defeat. “Fine! You do it.” He shifted to the side, his long legs dangling off the side of the bed, leaning back against the wall her bed sat against, and pulled his hands behind his head as he watched Veronica with a challenging gaze.

She merely smirked at him as her fingers danced along her stomach to the waistband of her pants. She tugged at the button and it popped open with ease. She smiled up at him smugly, tilting her head to the side and wiggling her fingers at him.

“Okay, so you can undo your own pants. Can you undo mine?” His eyes darted suggestively to his own pants as he waited patiently.

She shook her head at him. “Never send a man to do a woman’s job,” she jabbed as she rose up onto her knees. She leaned forward, her mouth covering his, warm and inviting. Her fingers skimmed down his chest and played along the waistband of his jeans before she expertly flicked the button open. She smiled against his mouth, barely containing the laughter.

“Oh, that’s it.” Logan’s hands wrapped around her shoulders and pushed her back against the mattress, his mouth latching to hers possessively. He grabbed at her pants, tugging at them, pulling them down her hips and legs. He finally released her mouth to rip the pants off her feet with a low growl.

He sat up to unzip his own pants, but her hands covered his, pushing them aside as she slowly pulled the zipper down. Her eyes met his in a sultry gaze. She unconsciously licked her lips, tugging at it with her teeth. His eyes burned into hers, never breaking away as she pushed the fabric past his hips and down his legs.

She leaned back onto the bed as he stepped out of his pants. His scrounged through the pockets quickly and found the foil packet he was searching for. He set it on the shelf above her bed as he crawled back into the bed.

His mouth found her neck again, suckling at it, most likely leaving a mark, making her his. She haphazardly pushed his boxers down and wrapped her slender fingers around his erection. His moan of pleasure was muffled by the crook of her shoulder and he licked a path down her chest to the edge of her bra. His teeth nipped at a nipple through the cloth, causing it to harden under his attention.

She gently stroked up and down his cock while his hands removed her silky undergarments. Her bra went first and his mouth immediately latched to one rosy peak as his hand caressed the other. His free hand moved along the curve of her hip to her underwear, teasing along the seams. Finally, he released her breast to carefully slip off the last barrier.

His lips moved down her body to her thighs, kissing softly along the inside, his hands following, soothing the skin from his stubble-rough cheek. As he reached the apex, his fingers slid along her folds and inside her.

She gasped and clenched around him, feeling a slow burn rise up her body. She could feel his mouth work its way back up her stomach, her chest, her neck, until his rough voice was suddenly in her ear. “You’re wet for me. Do you know how hard that makes me?”

She could only shake her head, her skin puckering in goose bumps. Her fingers tentatively squeezed tighter around him and she heard him utter a low, “Fuck.” Her confidence increased as she stroked him a little faster, hearing his breath come out in shallow bursts. His mouth closed over hers and she could feel him shift above her, changing the angle of his hand between her thighs.

His fingers curved inside her and her eyes popped open in surprise ecstasy. “Oh, God,” she gasped. She saw him fumble for the condom and he quickly ripped it open with his teeth, his hand never stopping its ministrations. He rolled on the latex and positioned himself above her before removing his fingers.

She couldn’t stop the whimper when his hand slid out of her body.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll give you something so much better,” he muttered in her ear.

She arched into him at the sound of his voice. She felt his hands wrap around her hips, steadying her. And then he was pushing into her and she bit her lip, a sigh breaking through from both their lips.

He leaned above her on his elbows. “Open your eyes,” he demanded softly.

She blinked a few times, adjusting to his face hovering above her. Her hands tentatively rested at his sides, her gaze meeting his. He slowly stroked in and out and her eyes began to flutter shut.

“Veronica, keep your eyes open. I want you to look at me. I want you to see me.”

Her teeth dug into her lower lip as she forced her eyes to open and focus on him. He moved again, pulling out of her and she worked to keep her eyes open and focused on his. When only the head of his cock was still inside, he pushed back into her, his eyes never leaving hers.

She groaned in pleasure, her eyes wanted to close, to enjoy the sensations, but she continued to look at Logan, answering his challenge head-on.

Gradually, his thrusts became faster and harder, much like his breathing. His head dropped to the crook of her neck and she finally allowed her eyes to close as her fingers kneaded the muscles of his back.

She was nearly at orgasm when he suddenly stopped and pulled his head back up to look at her, his expression unreadable.

“Give me an answer,” Logan growled roughly.

“Now?” she asked, obviously frustrated with him demanding an answer in the middle of sex.

“Give me an answer or I leave right now,” he threatened, his dark eyes staring down at her as he remained unmoving.

Veronica wriggled beneath him, trying to create friction since he was no longer offering it. However, his hands clasped her hips, preventing her from moving any further.

“I want an answer. I deserve an answer,” he continued, his thumb on her hip idly stroking against her sweat-slicked skin.

“Why are you so insistent? What does it matter if I say yes or no?” she countered.

“Now is not the time to be fighting.” His eyes skimmed over her naked body as his fingers continued to hold tight to her hips.

“Well, you know I don’t like to give in easily,” she said, a playful smirk gracing her features.

“I think you gave in pretty easily to me when we started this little arrangement,” he shot back, no humor in his expression.

That was it.

Veronica’s lips tightened into a grimace as she attempted to push him off of her. No way was she going to allow him to treat her like a tramp when he was right here with her. “Get off me,” she ordered. “I’m not some street-corner slut for you to use and abuse – even if that is what you tell everyone.”

Logan quickly backtracked. “That’s not what I meant.” She continued pushing, closing herself off to him. But he continued to hold tight to her, lowering himself to cover her and stop her struggling, his face inches from hers. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, regaining her attention. “I didn’t mean it that way.” He studied her anxiously as her steely eyes continued to glare at him, measuring his sincerity.

He placed a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose as his hands caressed up her sides to her arms, ending when he twined their fingers together over her head. He dipped his head back down and kissed her softly, his eyes continuing to meet her gaze.

She didn’t want to give into him, but his mouth was incredibly convincing. After a few fleeting seconds, her eyes fluttered and she moved her own lips against his. She would make him pay later, and pay dearly.

Veronica squeezed his hands before she released them, dragging her nails along his arms and wrapped arms around his shoulders, holding him tightly against her. He groaned into her mouth and shifted, pushing deeper inside her. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped as she arched into him, Logan nipping at her lower lip.

And suddenly everything shifted. His thrusts were less frenzied, less lustful. They breathed in harmony with one another as they continued to gaze into one another’s eyes. She couldn’t help feeling something different, something deeper, as he continued to thrust into her in rhythm with her undulating hips.

She finally allowed her eyes to close, basking in the sensations sparking along her spine every time he plunged into her. Everything was suddenly magnified - every touch, every kiss, every inch of her skin that came into contact with his. She didn’t even try to stop herself as her hips arched up to meet his thrusts, deep and careful. Her head tilted back as the pressure within her mounted to levels she had never before felt.

A low, throaty moan fell from her lips, which seemed to spur him on. His hands and mouth were suddenly everywhere – licking up the column of her throat, butterfly kisses along her chest, caresses down her arms and sides. He left a burning path across her body and she relished the heat, silently begging for more by clutching tighter to him.

Her breathing came out in sporadic bursts, never enough oxygen for her tight lungs. With each ragged breath there was a gasp or moan, becoming increasingly louder and louder, no intelligible words. She had lost all capability for conscious thought, lost in the feeling surrounding her.

She felt the crest of the wave converging and her fingers clamped onto his muscles, warning him of what was about to happen. He instantly lowered his head to her, his lips meeting her softly, his tongue massaging slowly against hers, swallowing her screams as she came apart around him.

As soon as she felt the tremors ebb away, his thrusts became quicker, more aimed for his own pleasure, than hers. After a few sloppy thrusts, she felt him convulsing within her as he collapsed on her, his weight comfortably heavy on her small frame. His breath was warm against her neck as she clung to him, fingers tracing random patters along his back.

They stayed like that for what seemed like eternity, before he pulled away, padding to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. Veronica burrowed into the covers, trying to replicate the warmth she was now missing. A moment later, however, Logan slipped back into the bed and pulled her to nestle next to him. His free hand came up and cupped her cheek, tilting her head to his, and he placed a gentle kiss against her lips. When he pulled away, she saw a smile she wasn’t quite sure was real. It seemed so genuine and caring, she was sure she was hallucinating from post-coital bliss. She ignored it and smiled back quickly before resting her head against his chest.

He slung an arm over his eyes, completely sated, as his breathing slowed. She finally cooled down and turned her attention back to him. She opened her mouth to speak, but stopped when she realized he had fallen asleep. She watched him for a moment, conflicted as to whether she should wake him and kick him out or just let him sleep and leave when he chose to do so. Finally, she could deny her own weariness no longer and decided to let him be. She didn’t have the energy to fight with him right now and a small part of her – which she would never admit to – didn’t want him to leave.


Veronica rolled over and came in contact with something unfamiliar. She opened her eyes and raised her head to find Logan Echolls, sound asleep, next to her.

“This is so not right,” she muttered and glanced at the clock above her bed. She groaned as she realized that she had to get ready for school. She carefully slid a leg over his body, attempting to crawl over him to get out of bed.

She had managed to perfectly straddle him when two warm hands clamped down on her hips, holding her in place. “Where are you going?” Logan asked without opening his eyes, his voice sleep-rough.

“This little thing called school. I have to take a shower, get dressed…” Veronica informed him, annoyed that he was keeping her from moving.

“Mmm. Want some company?”

She rolled her eyes. Even this early in the morning he was lewd. She shifted against him, feeling him hard beneath her. “Down boy,” she mocked as she patted his chest and continued to slide the rest of the way off of him.

He let out a noise similar to a child whining, but relinquished his hold on her. He finally opened his eyes and watched her retreat to the bathroom, dragging a sheet with her to cover herself.

Veronica ran the water for her shower and was about to get in when there was a sharp knocking on the door.


“Uh, I just saw what time it was. I’d better get going.” Logan called from the other side of the door.

Veronica swallowed back the sting. She wasn’t expecting commitment – not from him - but it certainly didn’t feel any better to have him running out the door the morning after. “Yeah. Sure,” she finally called back.

“I’ll see you later, then?” he pressed.

She took a breath, trying to steady her voice. “Whatever,” she said evenly. “Look, I gotta get ready. K?”

“Right. Uh… bye.”


Veronica heard her bedroom door open and close a moment later and slumped down onto the edge of the tub. She couldn’t understand what was going on, or why Logan leaving actually seemed to bother her. She didn’t like it. She didn’t like it at all.

sitebuilderchic on April 19th, 2006 07:21 pm (UTC)
Veronica heard her bedroom door open and close a moment later and slumped down onto the edge of the tub. She couldn’t understand what was going on, or why Logan leaving actually seemed to bother her. She didn’t like it. She didn’t like it at all.

*squee* I <3 smut, especially LoVe smut. can't wait for more!!!!
lapdogdesign: VM V OMGsqueelapdogdesign on April 20th, 2006 01:10 am (UTC)
OMG *squeeeeeee*

New Shocker!!!

I am savoring this to read after dinner like a glass of fine wine. So I haven't read it yet, but just wanted to share my excitement! :D
lapdogdesign: VM LV ThisThingBetweenlapdogdesign on April 20th, 2006 01:07 pm (UTC)
This chapter was excellent. Super hot, of course, and really a lot of fun to read.

Poor Logan -- he doesn't know when to stop pressing the issue, stop battling for control when it comes to Veronica. Didn't he learn his lesson in the shower? Well, it looks like he's gotten the message for now.

Love, love, love the "shift" in their lovemaking and, I'm guessing, their relationship. I'm suspecting Logan's leaving was his way of avoiding the unsettling, changing feelings he is developing for Veronica. You had given us little insights to these changes in Logan in previous chapters, so his evolution is realistic. Besides, under all that snark and jackassery, I think Logan's really a romantic. Or maybe

V fleeing to the bathroom the morning after is totally in character with her constant desire to run. And she's slower to warm to someone than Logan is (and he's sure given her reason to be), so I'd guess it will take a bit longer to figure out (much less accept) her evolving feelings for Logan.

Ooooh. So much goodness here! Can't wait to see where you take us next.
Moire2: vm come on now sugarmoire2 on April 20th, 2006 02:51 am (UTC)
Hey, baby-girl! I read your new update this morning and loved it! The confusion V is feeling about Logan is understandable. I do like this and can't wait to read more!!!

You rock, chica.

(Anonymous) on May 27th, 2006 09:58 pm (UTC)
Awesome, awesome, awesome.
When will there be another update?
Alexandraa_l_e_x_i_e_86 on May 30th, 2006 04:05 pm (UTC)
I like the idea of their agreement .. Very much indeed. ... So When is the next chapter coming ?
jcalla on May 30th, 2006 11:20 pm (UTC)
I love this. I love that their relationship is shifting slowly, very true to who they are. They always shift slowly towards stuff, and quickly away, so I'm excited to see where this goes.
Alix Strangeagneson9 on June 27th, 2006 03:50 pm (UTC)
Thoroughly enjoyable. Smut with spot on characterisation (rarity).

It'll be interesting to see how this 'relationship' will develop on the other level.
Marionfaith_mars on July 4th, 2006 10:58 am (UTC)
I love this. Just awesome. Hope to read more soon.
trampolinegardenadri278 on August 15th, 2006 05:15 am (UTC)
I love this fic. I hope you plan to continue it.
Aislyn: LoVe Symmetryprincess72385 on August 6th, 2007 10:21 am (UTC)
okay, I just found this on the LoVe Shack and there was a link to your journal for updates... but are you ever going to finish this? because I love it.
(Anonymous) on August 16th, 2007 03:52 am (UTC)
dont leave us hanggin'
COME ON! this is one of THE fics that really brightened my day. specially sine season 3. ive just read it in loveshack, and could not wait for the next chapter... so where is the next chapter? go on... write it, post it, and will give feedback... you know you want to... hehehe.
bluephoenix70 on September 1st, 2007 12:47 am (UTC)
It looked like there was an update on the LoVe Shack, but it's not there. What happened? Please oh please update?! It was just starting to get interesting with the feelings between the two.
(Anonymous) on November 11th, 2007 08:16 pm (UTC)
I have to be totally honest with you. I try not to read fics with smut in it because many don't do it justcie... Let's face it it's LoVe and for many it is hard to portray that in what they write. Only few authors have been able to capture them. I have ot tell you that you have! And have done a wonderful job at it too! i'm glad that i recently found this in the LoVeShack. But at the same time I was very disspoainted to see you hadn't updated in such a long long time (about a year). Why not?! I hope you don't give up on this fic just yet... you have to continue the hope now that the show has ended! It would be totally AWESOME (infinity+1) if you could update SOON! I mean you left it just when things started getting very good. Their feelings for each other had just began to start showing... going from a simply fuck into something more meaningful! Something that obviously scared the crap out of both of them. But, what's next?! PLEASE UPDATE SOON! :OD
ashleynichole10 on August 20th, 2009 12:55 am (UTC)
Girl where are you!?!?! are you ever going to update! please say you will.
mouse42069 on July 11th, 2014 03:08 am (UTC)
Will there be more to this story? I just found all your stories and really like them. Please let me know if this one will be finished soon.