#logan 001

[rossberry]

challenge accepted | loganberry

Ross had been in the auditorium, as he usually was during the hot summer months. He detested the heat. Besides, it wasn't ideal for a singer to be subjected to it, anyway. So, he spent most of his days working through audition pieces, honing his craft - that was when he wasn't up in Logan's suite being dominated out of his mind. Which, it appeared, was what was next on his agenda. His cock, so well-trained at this point, barely twitched under his skimpy, plaid short-shorts. His lean little upper body was clad in nothing but a complimentary navy blue polo. If he could say so himself, he looked quite adorable. His cheeks were flushed by the end of his text conversation with Logan, and he wasted no time getting himself to Logan's suite. Once there, he knelt in front of the door and knocked, bowing his head properly and keeping it there - no matter how excited he was to look up at Logan and show him just how easy it'd be for Ross to get off on that sight alone. @domloganlodge

[chelseamreynolds]

“Thanks for letting me borrow your car last night. Let me just grab my bag and you should be all good to go to all of the soccer games and parent teacher conferences to your hearts desire.” She was always teasing her sister about how seriously she took her job with motherhood. Chelsea commended it from the deepest places in her heart, looking up to her sister in ways that she could never fully admit to the woman. So instead, she was a bundle of sarcasm and teases. She grabbed her bag, tossing the keys back towards her sister. “But seriously. My car should be coming out of the shop tomorrow and I don’t have an event at the winery for a couple days so this was perfect.” Her car was pretty beat up from all the miles the three Reynold’s siblings had managed to put on it over the years. But it was a piece of history for the family at that point too.

@loganvalentine​

[annabelle-grayson]

@loganpowell

“Honey!” Annabelle called out as she walked into their shared apartment, arms full of groceries, as she tossed her keys onto the side table by the door. “Logan?” She called out once more, making her way further into the apartment and into the kitchen, setting the canvass bags down on the counter before leaning down to scratch their two dogs behind the ears. “Have you guys seen daddy?” She cooed, standing up straight and beginning to put the groceries away when she heard Logan walk out of the bedroom and a wide grin took over her lips. “Hey there, handsome.” She said as she walked over to him and draped her arms over his shoulders, greeting him with a soft kiss. “How was your day?”

[runandchangeyourlife-blog]

@dealwithitbub 

Rogue blew a few white strands from her face and tugged her gloves higher up on her arms again, staring straight ahead and not at the current source of her anger. He didn’t like her, fine!, message received. It was clear in the harsh tone he used and the excessive amount of forcing her into painful exercises to master control. She was grateful for a moment to breath and to roll her neck once quickly to dispel some of the tension there, before her hands started to shake, inhaling a deep cleansing breath like her mama had taught her. She would need it to keep her head cool and her hands from trying to break his nose. 

Her day had started out so good... No students around to see the new girl sneak down to the kitchen for something to eat, no students around to see her pick a book from the library, and then a teacher had tracked her down for training. The leather that she started to favor recently was thick enough that she had some peace of mind knowing no one would be in danger of brushing against her accidentally in this big school but it was constricting and hot. If she had known they would pair her up with a... Ninja! she would’ve worn something lighter. 

A few months ago she might have said something ‘easier to remove’. Mystique had been a good teacher for body language and the correct approach to ensure your target didn’t spook too soon. Too bad they hadn’t noticed it would lead to so many headaches. Mama... Rogue shook her head and pushed that thought aside, least it got her guard down and the watchdog took it as an opportunity to make something else sting. 

[winniegrant]

closed starter for logan wilde ( @theloganxwilde ) -> la vie en rose

Winnie sits, satiated and impressed, at her solo table full of empty plates. It's been a long time since she's been to La Vie en Rose; too many times she'd come for a nice meal and found herself disappointed in what they served her. It's not like she's always had an impressive palate, but years of cooking and treating herself to only the best has led her to a life of pretentiousness she can't shake. She'd heard rumors of a new (and talented) chef being hired, so she'd set aside the past and decided to give the French restaurant another go.

"Excuse me, hi," she says when the waiter approaches, check in hand and cutomer-forward smile on their face faltering. "Nothing bad, I promise. I was wondering if I could speak to the chef? This is... I mean, it's definitely one of the best meals I've had in years and I'd like to speak with them. Please."

Winnie bats her eyes as enticingly as she possibly can, silently thankful when the waiter agrees to fetch the chef with little pushback.