I was laughing so hard while I was reading/listening to this part.
But it's nice that everyone in the Hail Mary Crew looked up to Grace as the First Officer of Project Hail Mary and the number two. They respect him greatly.
Just wanted to write smut with old man logan cause my loooong looong fic about him is still in progress and they're refusing to sleep with each other...bummer huh?I just use my drabble card
MDNI
Old man logan is the kind of guy who loves his pillow princess, life was so hard on him that he found himself yearning for taking control, and you; his sweet little angel knows it pretty well because he reminded you that so many times.
when he's kneeling infront of you, eating you out,practically devouring you with his mouth while holding your hips in his rough calloused hand, his shoulders beneath your knees, holding your lower body in the air as he sucks at your sensitive clit, making you mewl in overstimulation, and when you do as much as try to move a little on his tongue so you could get rid of that knot in your stomach hoping to get off a little sooner , he would growl while still lapping at your sweet cunt but now with more force, his hand grabbing your hips tighter, bruising them, not wanting you to move, just lay down and take everything he gives you. It's an unspoken yet clear rule.
And when he's done with your now puffy nub, having you sobbing infront of him, he would slowly lower your legs... but don't take that breath of relief yet! He would straight up his leaned posture, still on his knees looking down at you, admiring the mess he made out of you.
"My beautiful fucking girl"
He would rasp out as his hand touch the wetness that you made on his beard than slowly leaning on you again grabbing your knees and forcefully parting them
"Not done yet,princess"
He rubs his index finger along your foldes coating them with your juice as he leans closer to your pussy
"Can't get enough...what have you done to me..."
He mumbles more to himself than you
You're trying to maintain your tears as your body jerks from the sensation of his finger
"Logan..."
You plead, your voice shaking
"Shh I know, I know"
He would say before slowly teasing your entrance with his middle finger slowly pushing it forward, feeling your hot and wet walls around his digit. He would touch your inside with the tip of his finger and soon enough finding that gummy spot inside of you and pushing on it.
"Found it..."
He voices with a mean tune as a loud moan skip you and you try to move away from his touch.
"Uh uh,there's no running my little bunny...take it"
He pushes his finger further in you, pressuring the same spot, his other hand moves up resting at your lower stomach and as soon as he pistons his finger inside you he would press it with a little force.
You moan and squirm under his touch, the only thing you could focus on is how his finger feels inside of you; and the sweet pressure on your stomach where the same knot of pleasure builds up and up and up again.
He would add another finger expecting you to take it like the good girl you are, now two fingers knuckle deep pumping inside of you as a string of "pleas pleas pleas" leaves your lips
"Please what darlin"
He would ask unbothered by your state having you right where he wants you
"Need... need you. Lo...please"
You beg him for what?you don't even know. Your mind clouded and your body feels like a bunch of nerves ending, feeling logan everywhere
"Need what sweetheart?need more?you greedy little slut"
His voice gruff and full of need to be inside of you but he could tolerate it, if he gets to see you like this a little more
"Just wanting my full fucking attention on you huh?Well I'm gonna make damn sure that you get it"
He places his thumb on your oversensitive nub starting to stroking it in circular motion, deliberately ignoring your plead to stop
"I know what you really fucking want darlin, this shit ain't work on me"
He says as he's hand on your stomach move up pinching your nipple twisting it between his two fingers, his other hand still working wonders, making you see stars and you moan his name almost as loud as a scream
"Jesus...music to my ears"
He mumbles before grabbing you by the back of your neck pulling your face close to his, folding you in half and smashing his lips on yours; growling at the sweet taste you leave on his tongue and how your delicate body trembles under him...one again the knot in your stomach snaps and the rush of hormones washes over you leaving your body weak.
"That's it doll...there we go"
He cooed on your lips before biting your shaking bottom lips and riding you down your high.
You're a fucking mess under him as he lay you on your back again,body full on display and covered in a thin layer of sweat, glowing under the dim light, you made a wet patch on his bed between your legs and your cheeks and lips are blushed, an absolute goddess in his eyes, his innocent little lamb ravaged by the big bad wolf that he is
At this point he can not take it any longer, just grabbing you by your side and manhandling you with ease so you can lay on your stomach
"Lo...logan no...no more, please...I can't"
You beg with no hope
"Well tough luck honey...I'm just getting started"
He takes out his waistband before grabbing your delicate wrists and tieing them with it, harshly tug on the end of it to make it fit, than without any patient unbuttoning his pants and taking his cock out
He'll place his hand around your stomach and lifting you up just enough...his palm placed on your lower stomach yet again, with his other hand he guid his cock through your foldes, closing his eyes from the pleasure of the contact before he tease the tip in you making you cry harder from pain and pleasure
His hand than came up of your back, caressing the skin before going through your hair and pushing your head in the mattress as his tip rest inside of you, your walls pulsing around it repeatedly, a deep growl skipping from his chest at the feeling
"So perfect for your old man aren't you?now deep breath...Big stretch"
He talks you through it while pounding into you like a man possessed, at one point grabbing your neck again and pulling you so your back leans on his chest while the pathetic sound of "uhuhuhuh" skips you, one hand choking you and the other still on your stomach feeling the bulge he makes every time he fucks into you
"My perfect little toy...mine to fuck...mine to destroy"
He whispers in your ears before biting on it and that's the last thing you remember tomorrow when you wake up in his strong arms caging you
