He lifts you with ease, tossing you onto the bed as you squeal in surprise- and excitement. You try to push yourself up with your arms, but he grabs your legs, forcing you to flip onto your belly. He kneels onto the bed, climbing over you and presses his large, warm hand onto your lower back, forcing you to arch your back.
Seconds later you felt the tip of his cock pushing through your folds, lubing himself with your slick. You whined at the feeling, spreading your thighs and lifting your ass in the air-or as far as he let you, eager to feel him inside you. He finds your hole, wasting no time to push inside with a growl low in his chest, before thrusting hard into you, filling you up completely with his cock.
"Oh!" You cry out from the intrusion, hands gripping at the sheets. Your mouth falls open, but any noise you make becomes muffled as he pushes your face into the mattress. His hand grabs a fistful of your hair, holding you tight into place.
He takes you roughly, rutting into you hard like he couldn't get enough. He stretched you open, hitting the sweet spot inside you that made your brain go dumb, drool escaping your lips onto the mattress and eyes rolling back while he has his way with you- Just like you wanted.
It was different than how Logan usually was in bed. Fantastic as always- But you're used to him taking his time, talking you through everything with sweet praises and kisses to every inch of your body. He was lovely, sensual, passionate.
Now he was just fucking you like a whore- and you loved it. The part of him that he seemed so scared of letting go is gone, he's now acting like an animal and will take you in every way he wants.
You felt your lower belly wounding tight with each thrust. He must feel you getting close too, because he mounts you properly. Hands on your hips, angling them perfectly so he can continue hitting the spot that makes your legs feel like jelly. You feel his nose run along your shoulder until he reaches the crook of your neck and he clamps down, his teeth biting at your skin and properly claiming you.
You let out a yelp that turns into a moan, spurred on by the way Logan pinned you down. The dam inside breaks, and you finally cum- soaking your sheets. Logan doesn't stop, even as you become incredibly tight, your pulsing walls try to milk him of his release but he wasn't ready to fill you up yet.
You told him you wanted him to take you however he wants, to let himself be free and not hold back. He wants you submissive. He wants your mind and body to be as dumb as possible so he can fold you into any position and fill up your pussy until he's satisfied.
Your body relaxes and you wiggle underneath him from the over-stimulation but you're getting what you asked for. He wasn't anywhere close to being done with you.
A/N: I want to give 2013 logan more love after finally watching the movie in full. Here's a start! basically i just took a random scene of the movie and did this 🤣 least till i get better ideas (I do)
Warnings: none, just a tad bit of angst but not really. a bit of fluff bc logan is a lover boy
He's driving you insane.
There was a time you wanted nothing more to be by Logan's side again, in any way, shape, or form. Now you are, nearly years later and the man is doing nothing but getting on your last nerve. Arguing, complaining- being a cocky asshole, more so than he used to be which you had ignorantly thought was impossible.
Poor Mariko has been stuck in the middle of you two bickering like a child of divorced parents, you don't know how many times you've apologized to her for it. She has her own issues to worry about without playing mediator between you both- which, she hasn't. She seems more entertained by the whole thing anyway.
It's not like you're trying to pick a fight with him. You've had to accept his choices and move on. Now he's back and old feelings are surfacing. There's tension between you both that's becoming increasingly harder to ignore- so you have just been ignoring it more because in your heart you believe Logan does not care for you, not in the way he use to- if he ever did.
Japans countryside was gorgeous, and peaceful- and hopefully safe. The insanity of the last few days have left little time to get a breather. The bus had stopped at a little village that Mariko had a family home in, so you were finally able to get off .
You and Mariko thought the trio should take a moment to recuperate and relax- and hide, but Logan wanted to keep going on foot- he didn't want to hide out somewhere. Which of course- led to another argument between the both of you. Logan stormed off- which you knew was temporary but thank god he did because you were going to lose it if he argues with you one more time. Thankfully, Mariko has been the only level-headed one between you three.
You're sitting at a bench, trying to catch your breath when Mariko joins you. She gives you a sympathetic smile.
"I'm sorry." You say to her for likely the hundredth time today. "You have enough to deal with without listening to us bicker."
"Don't be." She responds, smoothing out her shirt. "He seems like a complicated man. Anyway, it has been entertaining."
You scoff shaking your head, "That's one way to describe him…"
"Yes." She laughs. "But….You love him. I can tell."
"I…" You trailed off. Remembering an old memory. "We were… Close… A few years ago. He left. It hurt. But I'm over it, and him. He's more of a.... Old friend, now."
She smiles knowingly.
"What?"
"He says your name in his sleep." She says. "You may think of him as an old friend, but he still has feelings for you."
You open your mouth to retort, instead interrupted by a neighbor calling out for Mariko. She smiles at you and stands up to go attend to her neighbor. You stay seated, trying to ignore the feelings rising up in you, and becoming lost in thought as you stare into space- thinking about your past with Logan.
"Hey."
His voice snaps you out of it. You look up at him, blinking a few times from the suns brightness. He's staring at your with furrowed brows, before he looks down and awkwardly takes a seat next to you.
"Hi." You finally greet him back.
He was silent, looking everywhere but you. You don't bother to say anything else, because there wasn't anything else to say. Just sitting together in awkward silence before he finally huffs.
"Here."
You looked to see what he was handing you. A small bunch of flowers, purple Bellflower and yellow Adonis. He was gripping them so tight they were hanging loosely around his fist, looking sad from being picked. His expression almost made you laugh- the man was so damn stern while handing you flowers.
"Oh." You exclaim softly, taking the flowers from him, holding them carefully in your lap as you admire them. "Thank you, Logan."
He watches you, his jaw tensing and opening his mouth to say something. Mariko instead calls for him, turning both your attention. She waves for you, pointing at the street. A tree fell down.
Logan worked on chopping it while you and Mariko chatted with the townsfolk, lovely people they were. Occasionally you look back at Logan, and find him looking back at you, and then you both quickly look away and pretend that you weren't looking at the other. You couldn't help but stare a bit too long while he was chopping wood- noting how his muscles flexed, and the sweat sheened on his skin. Mariko caught you, and you had to smack your own hand for staring.
He got the tree cleared and moved, and the three of you went on a short walk ahead back to the home. Mariko stopped to talk to a neighbor, happily greeting them and engaging in conversation while you and Logan continued walking- but staying near as to not leave her alone. It was quiet between you both, with only the sound of wind blowing through trees and water lapping at the stone wall.
"So, you didn't like the flowers?" Logan asked. You stopped, while he kept walking before finally stopping and looking back at you expectantly.
"What?" You smile in confusion.
"You, uh…Didn't react like you used too when I gave you flowers." He shrugs casually. You blink a few times, processing his words, before your mouth falls open. You shut it, then it falls open again in disbelief. He watches you glitching, and shrugs again. "Just thought it'd be nice." He mutters, turning away.
You let out a sigh, unable to help the smile growing on your face. He's impossible. "Logan." You call after him, taking a few steps to close the gap between you. Your hand rests on his chest, over his heart. You lean forward and kiss the corner of his lips. "I loved them. Thank you."
His expression softens, just a bit, glancing back behind the both of you to see Mariko lingering in the back, watching you both and rolls his eyes. Without another word, he holds his arm out for you, beckoning for you to take it. You oblige, wrapping your hand around his bicep.
This is too cute 🥹 yeah pookie is stubborn as hell but when isn’t he lol even though reader and logan are bickering back and forth too, mariko can see they both love each other and her telling reader about logan having feelings too!! 🤭
"He says your name in his sleep." She says. "You may think of him as an old friend, but he still has feelings for you." 👀👀
Giving reader the flowers too! Him still being so stern like logan relax it’s okay she loves you too! 🥰🤣
Occasionally you look back at Logan, and find him looking back at you, and then you both quickly look away and pretend that you weren't looking at the other.
Her looking at him while chopping the tree too is so real but I just love that logan was so in his head about the flowers he asked again LOL giving him a kiss and reassuring him was so sweet and then him holding his arm out for her AHHHH THE CUTEST 🥰🥰
A/N: ayo let me get up in those armpits
Warnings: SMUT, mdni, m! Masturbating, logan watches a "home-made" video the two of you made together. mirror sex, creampie, unprotected piv, he misses u lol
You up?
Logan stares at his phone, eyes glancing up to the picture next to your contact name. It was one of his favorite pictures of you, caught off-guard. The sight of your face makes him ache.
He's never been one to get homesick, but that's because he never really had a home to miss. Now you're in his life and every time he has to go on a mission or a trip somewhere without you- You're all he can think about.
The motel room he's staying in brings no comfort. The bed is uncomfortable, with a lumpy mattress and scratchy sheets. The paint was peeling on the walls. The tv won't work. There's a strange smell he can't quite locate anywhere in the room. There's a humming noise coming from somewhere too that's driving him insane.
He could've found somewhere better. Charles pays for it and he should of taken advantage of the old mans money and sprung for a nice hotel with room service and a tv that works - but Logan's not very good at giving himself nice things.
He sighs when you haven't replied yet. It's past midnight, you're probably asleep and haven't heard your phone go off. He was tempted to call you just so he could hear your voice- but the guilt over waking you up won over. He sets his phone aside and shifts uncomfortably on the bed.
He should sleep, but he's not tired. In fact he's completely wired. Feeling antsy and needing to do something. There's a hole-in-wall bar down the road he passed on the way here, probably open still. He could go down there and get a few drinks- and maybe a good fight for some entertainment.
But even that didn't seem enticing. What he really wants is you. He wants to see you, hear you, feel you.
That's when the idea popped in his head. He just needs a little entertainment to get him by for the night. Logan reached for his phone again, unlocking it and going to the gallery. He's not very good with technology but you have showed him a few things- things he found quite favorable and probably the only good thing he thinks technology has.
Most pictures are of you- anything different is usually you taking his phone and messing with it. He scrolled past several pictures of his butt you apparently have taken without his knowledge- he had to pause on one. His bare ass in one picture- It looks like you took it when he was lying face down in bed. He'd laughs to himself about it though. If you were here he'd pretend he was annoyed because you get a kick out of it- but really he loves the silly things you do.
He doesn't have to scroll much longer to find the video he wanted. He clicks it, watching it fill the screen and presses play. While it starts, he works on unbuckling his pants.
The camera is point at the floor. He could hear you giggling about something, and then him grumbling.
"So this button you just pause it, it doesn't stop the video- you just pause it and when you want to play again and in the video it'll skip. The block ends the video completely." You're explaining, the camera shaking a bit. There's a small skip where the frame is on a different part of the floor.
"Alright- So…" He hears his voice now, the phone lifts up and is half pointed at the mirror that's hung up against yours and his bedroom door. He could see himself standing there scowling at the phone, and a part of you giggling as you wrap your arms around his bicep, peering into the phone.
"It's not complicated, big guy." You teased, your hand going around his waist. You make him move further into the view of the mirror, then your hand comes up to position how he holds the phone so that it now shows the both of you.
"I know it isn't…" He mutters, seemingly checking the both of you out in the mirror. Then he brings an arm around you, turning towards you. You look at him in the mirror, before facing him to look up and meet his eyes. He grins. "But I'm not going to hold this the entire time."
You laugh, "You don't need to. We'll set it up."
You reach for the phone, and the frame skips again.
"Okay! I got it- I think…"
The phone was now on the floor, leaning against a pile of stuff. It's angled perfectly towards the mirror. He can see you on the ground with it, messing around with the phone. He sees himself standing in the background, watching you- or, more accurately watching your ass.
"You almost done there, sweetheart?"
"Yes."
You stood up and Logan steps towards you, hands on your hips pulling you towards him. "Let's do this then, been waiting long enough."
You laughed. "Well it was your idea, Mr. Impatient."
"Yeah with a real camera. Not these silly phones."
You start to giggle again, shaking your head while your hands fiddle with his shirt, "A real camera? What, one from the 1800s old man? That would've taken twice as long to set up."
He grumbles, deciding the argument was futile and before you could say anything else he kisses you to shut you up. He can hear your mirth through the kisses but finally you give in, wrapping your arms around his neck and standing on your tiptoes to get closer.
His hands start running over your body, cupping your ass first, before sliding up your back, under your shirt.
Logan lets out a small sigh. He's pulled out his cock, half hard and growing. He grips the base of it and squeezes as he admires your curves against his body in the video. The kisses have turned passionate, and he could hear your breathy moans.
"Maybe we should pause it again," You mutter as Logan leaned down to start kissing your neck. "Skip it to the good part?"
"Baby, all of this is the good part." Logan groans. "Lets get this off ya…." He motions to your clothes, beginning to lift your shirt up.
He watched as you both pull off each others clothes, flirting and giggling along the way. He strokes his cock occasionally, but doesn't fully commit - not quite ready to get himself off yet.
In the video, you're now completely nude, and so it Logan. He turns you to face the mirror, while he stands behind you. He leans in and whispers in your ear while looking at you in the mirror, making you laugh.
"Gorgeous…" He mutters to himself. He actually feels jealous of himself in the video. Being able to love on you the way he wishes he could right now. He watches the way your tits move, the happiness on your face as he presses kisses all over your neck and shoulders, his hands sliding over your body until they reach up to cup your tits.
His hand fondles them while he sucks on your neck. Your own hand reaches behind you, and judging by his reaction, and Logans own memory, you had begun stroking his cock.
He began stroking himself, at the same rhythm that your arm was moving. He could feel butterflies building up low in his belly, but he wasn't planning to cum anytime soon- he wanted to see the main part of the video before he allowed himself any sort of relief.
After a bit of fooling around, Logan finally had you on the floor with him. You were on his lap, front facing the camera where most of Logan was shielded from view by your body. His hand had made home between your thighs, toying with your clit - and whispering dirty things in your ear that the phone didn't pick up.
He didn't need to hear them though. He knows exactly what he said.
Such a pretty little thing for me ,darling. You excited to watch yourself get fucked in the mirror?
You moaned, moving your hips against his hand, nodding as your reached an arm back behind yourself to hold onto him, your hand burying into the fluff of his hair.
You're soaking wet, bet you cant wait to see this cock pounding into that pretty pussy of yours.
You gasped, your other hand reaching down between your legs, reaching his cock as you lift your hips. "Lo, please." You whined, tipping your head back against his shoulder. "Please, I want your cock."
He laughs, his hand removing itself from between your thigh, giving your ass a hard smack that makes you jump. "Alright baby," He speaks up louder that the phone can pick up. "It's all yours."
Logan leans back onto the floor, disappearing from the mirror. You raise your hips higher, holding his cock in place as you slowly lower yourself over him.
Your face changes into pure ecstasy as his tip pushes inside you.
Logan begins to stroke his cock faster, subconsciously as he watches you continue to lower yourself over him. "You like that, don't you sweetheart?" he mutters quietly to himself. "Bet you've been missing my cock since I've been gone..."
He was considering snapping a pic of himself to send to you, and when you wake in the morning you'll know he had been thinking about you all night. Maybe he'll send the 'after' photos when he's done, because he doesn't want to click off the video yet.
In the video, he can see his hands massaging your thighs carefully. Then his voice picks up, further away in the background.
"Lean back, baby. I want to make sure the camera sees everything in the mirror."
You nodded your head quickly. Falling back, your hands are placed on the floor on either side of Logan's torso. You spread your legs open further, bracing your feet onto the floor. Logan's hands grab the underside of your thighs, gripping them so tight he could see the divots in your skin and lifts your legs in the air.
He starts slow, his cock leaving your pussy only halfway, before going back in. The slick of your cunt was glistening in the mirror, and the stretch of your pussy around his thick member nearly made Logan bust right then and there.
He had to pause the video, staring at the screen and every little detail like he was studying a work of art.
"Fuck…If I only I could have you like this all the time." He mutters. What he really admired though, was the absolute joy on your face. You head slightly tilted back, eyes shut, and a smile on your parted lips. If it wasn't for risking others seeing it- he'd take a screenshot of this and put it as his wallpaper.
The tight feeling of climax in him settled down, but his cock remained painfully hard. He resumed the video, and took it in his hand, slowly stroking once again.
Logan began to pick up the pace of his thrusts. He watches his cock slamming into your cunt, the lovely slick noises and sound of skin together. His balls slapped against your cunt. He admired the way your tits bounce with every movement. You're moaning, gasping, and begging Logan to keep going, don't stop.
Your arms give out, and you fall against his chest but he doesn't stop. Course he didn't- you were close, he could tell by the way your legs shook.Now, in the mirror all he could watch was his cock pumping in and out of you at a brutal speed. Your hand reached down and began circling your clit desperately, he could hear your cries and pleas for Logan to make you cum.
He started stroking his thick member faster, hoping he can time himself perfectly to cum at the same time you do. It wasn't a challenge- because he arrogantly prides himself on knowing your body just as well as you, if not better. You were about to cum and he could see the telltale signs he spent your entire relationship learning- down to the sweet pitch of your voice.
He felt the buildup inside him finally reach his peek- watching the screen just as your body froze, and heard your moans of his name. He lets out a whine, and a groan of your name at the same time, lifting his hips off the bed and spilling his heavy load over his hand. He didn't stop pumping his fist- the same way he didn't stop fucking you through your climax.
He finally abruptly stops as he pushes himself to the edge of over-stimulation, groaning at the aftershocks of his orgasms, small ropes of cum weakly shoot out of his tip before he becomes limp. He watches himself finish inside you just as you come to the end of your own coitus.
Logan gently drops your legs, arms lifting back- he remembers he was grabbing his hair- trying to get ahold of himself because you felt so damn good he lost himself in you. You pushed yourself back up off his chest, sitting back on your knees. slowly pull him out, breathless. You're looking at the mess he's made inside in the mirror- watching the cum drip out and dribble over his slowly softening cock.
You looked up in the mirror at yourself, smiled, and winked.
Logan chuckles quietly- that was for him. For now, for whenever he watches this video. You blew him a kiss in the mirror, while he in the video sits up, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your cheek.
"How was that, baby?" He coos in your ear. You hum happily, bringing a hand up to brush through his hair. He closes his eyes at the touch, burying himself into your neck.
"Amazing, as always." You sigh, then turning your head towards him. "You think we put on a good show?"
"I know you did." He purrs. He tilts his head up. "I love you."
You beamed at him, "I love you too." You leaned in and kissed him, and that's when Logan turned the video off. He sighs, tilting his chin down and looking at the mess he's made of himself and decided he'll clean himself up later and doesn't bother to tuck himself back in his pants. He finally felt tired, and was ready to catch some sleep.
He drops his phone on his chest, folding both arms behind his head and closing his eyes. He still missed you terribly, but watching yours and his shared affections in the video helped ease his homesickness a bit, and reminded him that he'll be reunited with you soon.
Just as he started to fall asleep, a hard vibration on his chest startles him awake. He takes a minute to think about what it was- then realized it was his phone. Logan picks it up, eyes squinting at the brightness of the screen (hadn't figured out how to adjust it yet) but his expression quickly softened when he saw your picture and name- You were face-timing him.
Him watching the video makes me giggle because I can see him trying to figure out and eager to find something to see reader and help him sleep 🤭
ALSO logan is such a menace (that I love!) he’s stroking himself the same pace he was pounding into reader because he knew she was almost there! I’m like SIRRRR jwnajwbbw😏
And I thought this line was cute ☺️
You looked up in the mirror at yourself, smiled, and winked.
Logan chuckles quietly- that was for him. For now, for whenever he watches this video. You blew him a kiss in the mirror, while he in the video sits up, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your cheek.
Her doing that so when every time he sees the video, just cute and then her face timing him right after PERFECT! SOO SOO GOOD VAN!! 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
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HUGH JACKMAN as LOGAN HOWLETT aka WOLVERINE
X-Men Origins: Wolverine (2009) dir. Gavin Hood
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