Bottom!Logan to less common k!nks, positions or settings.... based on responses, I think this gif is people discovering the kinda crazy stuff I write ⬇️
Title: It's Just No One's Made Me Feel This Way
Rated: E
Ship: Wade Wilson/Logan
Warnings: No Archive Warnings
Summary: Trying out something new thing in their relationship, Logan wants to keep control of the situation. It's different and a long-forgotten feeling. Maybe even more as he unexpectedly loses control. Hundreds, thousands, have passed out under his hand. None of them as happily as Wade, making him know no one else has ever made him feel the way he does.
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Summary: Set during RttE. Heather has a moment to tease Astrid.
Warnings: Sexual Content
Rating: Explicit
Words: 774
Prompts: Foreplay, Knifeplay
Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon
Characters: Astrid, Heather
Pairing: Heathstrid (minor Hiccstrid)
Author's Notes: Got caught by the good ol' Covid and needed about a week before I could get back to writing whump and posting fics. Pretty much slept most of the time, honestly. Not entirely back yet, but I'm getting there. :)
Watched the entirety of Miraculous Ladybug in the meantime.
Anyway, this was a fun one!
Enjoy!
-XOXOX-
Heather has Astrid pinned to the forest floor with a knife she pulled from her person. She straddles her, both of their axes somewhere forgotten in the battle nearby.
They aren’t enemies, not really, but they had to pretend they were. Because Heather is undercover to gather information on the Dragon Hunters and they have to be careful. Doesn’t stop one woman from pinning down the other and straddling her, apparently.
Astrid stills, sweat sticking her bangs to her forehead as she looks up to the other, who brandishes a dagger she stole from her.
“All out of fight already, Astrid?” She asks, the blade glinting in tonight’s bright moonlight.
“Only because you’re such a lousy fighter, I got bored,” Astrid shoots back. The hostility in their banter is no pretend, it’s how they like it when things get tense.
Heather leans forward, a hand resting in the grass besides the other’s blond head, her braid becoming undone, and bringing the tip of her knife to Astrid’s lips. She presses it down, just shy of breaking skin.
“You want me to make things a little more exciting for you?”
Their fighting isn’t real and yet Astrid finds her heart pounding. She trusts her not to actually hurt her, but the tension is still there. The “what if” that she can’t quite ignore. Her hands move up Heather’s thighs, she squeezes them lightly.
Heather trails the tip of the knife down her chin, moving slowly across the skin of her throat. She watches Astrid swallow, watches her chest heave, captivating breasts hidden by clothing. Any one of these moves could be the wrong one, the one to end her life. Even so, she trusts her completely.
The cold blade of the knife crosses Astrid’s collarbone and passes the leather connection her pauldrons. It finds her top.
“Do you think Hiccup will mind if I strip his girlfriend?” She asks, causing Astrid to blush. She and Hiccup aren’t together, she wonders if he even likes her like that anymore, but still the thought of returning to him with her clothing in tatters sends chills up her spine.
Heather grabs the top of her clothing and she begins to cut, the blade sharp enough that it makes quick work of the fabric. Astrid gasps. The other smirks down at her and spreads the remaining flaps of her top open. “Freshly sharpened by him, too?”
Astrid swallows again as the blade dips below her bindings, resting on her sternum with the flat of it. “You want me to cut through these as well?”
She should say “no.” She should tell Heather that this is far enough, that someone other than the Dragon Riders could stumble upen them and Stormfly and Windshear are both busy. But she doesn’t and Heather innocently turns the blade and puts pressure on the bindings as she pulls upwards. Either they get cut or they get pulled out of place. Either way, those bindings will not hide her breasts from her. They give in.
Astrid gasps as the cold air wraps around her chest, nipples perked, and Heather grabs a handful.
“They are so nice and full,” she compliments her with a breath, the knife trailing a way down her unattended breast to then press the tip against a nipple.
“Where is this going, Heather?” Astrid asks, panting and trying to keep her sounds to herself even as the other woman gently squeezes her breast before rolling it around, massaging it before pulling on that nipple. How far can they go before they’re caught?
“To somewhere exciting. Isn’t that what you wanted?” Heather asks, the tip of the blade trailing further downwards. Meanwhile, she becomes aware of the skulls on the other woman’s dress and she settles on one with a smile, using it to grind her clothed pussy on.
Astrid can’t possibly feel that and she still makes a strangled noise.
She wants to go there, to that “somewhere exciting,” but it’s in conflict with the rational part of her, the part of her that’s listening to the sounds of battle in the distance and worries. For Hiccup, Toothless, Stormfly, for herself and Heather. They can’t keep going and they should both know this.
“Do you want my knife inside of you?” Heather asks. “The shaft , of course. I wouldn’t want to damage your pussy before I’ve had a taste.”
Astrid feels herself burning at that question. Heather leans forward again, still grinding herself on that skull decoration of Astrid’s skirt as her face hovers inches above hers.
“Do you?”
Astrid lunges forwards, cupping Heather’s cheeks and kissing her full on the lips.
I have no excuse and no apologies. It’s pure fluffy and 100% E rated. 😻🥵🔥
@flufftober Alt 4 - "I hate it." ... "No, you don't." (He really doesn't 🤣)
Cherrytober Day 8 - BD$M
Cherrytober prompt list by @chickycherrycola
Title: Their Biggest Filthy Secret
Fandom: Marvel
Rated: E
Ship: Logan/Wade Wilson
Warnings: None
Summary: A Wolverine can't be tamed. Wade is more than happy to entertain the idea when Logan presents him the opportunity, challenge, though. Never easily, of course, since the man is a stubborn little shit always with some kind of fight left in him. Still, it never stops him from rolling over by the time they're done playing.
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Day 3 of a Poolverine *drenched* Cherrytober from me 🤗🥳
Prompt: Honeymoon by @chickycherrycola
Title: Tearing Me All Apart
Rated: E
Ship: Wade Wilson/Logan
Warnings: None
Summary: Eager to really get the honeymoon started, Wade goes all out by wearing a little something special. Something that's meant to draw not just Logan's eyes, but that sensitive nose of his too. It works beautifully to because he starts falling apart without much more effort on his end.
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Summary: Wade was innocent for once. All he'd been doing was something sweet for Logan, because he was super sweet on him. If his boyfriend wanted to take them down the road of depravity though, he would happily jump onboard.
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No shame. My trolls go get f-cked. 😘 Poolverine content will be produced. Cope.
Title: Pillow Fight: Hashtag Winning
Rated: E
Ship: Logan/Wade Wilson
Warnings: None
Summary: Prone to fighting and flirting, that doesn't stop when they share a bed. Wade hadn't thought it would and Logan doesn't seem to care. If anything, he encourages it. A good thing or actually unloading himself against a f*cking pillow might have been a lot more embarrassing than arousing regardless of the stakes.
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Cherrytober Day 4 - Breeding 🫢 no chance in a handbasket that this wasn’t going to be omegaverse 🥵
Prompt list by @chickycherrycola
Title: Wolvering Mating Expierence
Rated: E
Ship: Logan/Wade Wilson
Warnings: None
Summary: Always loving the idea of kids, Wade experiences a new side of that desire. He's never shared a rut with an Alpha, having never played the traditional Omega role. However, doing that with Logan? The Wolverine? He wants more.
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After a brief hiatus for a variety of reasons, I bring to you more Poolverine PWP for Cherrytober 🍒 prompts by @chickycherrycola
Day 7 - Against a Wall
Title: Blissfully Broken
Rated: E
Ship: Wade Wilson/Logan
Warnings: None
Summary: Out for a lunch with Wade's friends, Logan and him get some good news. What better way to handle it than sneaking off for a moment of celebration. All they need are hands and a stable surface anyways. Although his boyfriend's enthusiasm breaks something a lot more vulnerable than a wall. It's him, which he manages beautifully.
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