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reader being a spoiled “good girl” kook who doesn’t give rafe the time of day with his reputation and treats jj like shit when he does work around her house for her dad. at least until jj’s snap story updates with her getting fucked from behind, the hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise having that unmistakable signet ring on it and jj’s moans being heard from behind the camera as his cum starts to land on her tear stained face 😌
OH. this has been rotting since the end of july and i’m sooo sorry, i hope you see this sweet nonnie🥺🩷
CW: smut! 18+ only! threesome, jj posts it on his snap story, piv sex, male receiving oral, facial, praise and degrading. rafe ‘n jj are kinda fucked up for this but oh well.
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You’d always been known as the “good girl” on the island. You never got into any trouble, you steered clear of parties, and you definitely didn’t hang out with people who were constantly getting themselves into some shit.
Rafe Cameron was nothing if not persistent, he’d always tried to hit you up, asking what you were doing, wanting you to hang out with him, but you never gave him the time of day, why would you? He was not a good guy, and everyone knew it.
The same goes for JJ Maybank, the well known, most attractive Pogue on the island. You saw him a lot, seeing as your father had hired him to do work around your house a lot. JJ was also quite persistent, always trying to make you crack, bend your own rules, but your walls you’d spent years building up had you treating him like the no-good Pogue he was.
You treated both men pretty unfairly, at least, that’s what the public saw. No one knew that you were secretly a filthy slut behind closed doors for both the Kook and Pogue kings of Kildare Island.
“That’s it, baby, takin’ Rafe’s cock so fuckin’ good aren’t you? That tight little cunt loves to be pounded from behind doesn’t she?”
JJ’s words have your pussy clenching tightly around Rafe’s thick length, pulling a low groan from him. Your bloodshot eyes look up, finding JJ’s ocean-blues, his phone’s camera pointed right down at you.
Wanting to give JJ something good to watch later, you push your head down further, taking his entire length down your throat, eyes never leaving his. JJ groans, his free hand making its way to the back of your head, fingers tightly gripping at the messy, tangled locks. He holds your head down, forcing you to suck in breaths through your nose the best you can.
He slightly tilts his phone up, capturing only Rafe’s toned abdomen and the way his hands were tightly gripping at your hips. His fingers dig into your skin so hard you’re sure you’ll have bruises later, but you’re too fucked out to care. You loved that they were your dirty little secret, loved the way they took turns fucking your throat, pussy and even sometimes your ass. They knew you had a reputation to uphold though, and they didn’t seem to mind the way you treated them in public, so long as they could fuck you like this whenever they wanted, you could do as you pleased in front of everyone else.
“Fuck, Y/N, your pussy feels so goddamn good, gripping my cock like she was fuckin’ made f’me.” Rafe rasps, his thrusts becoming sloppier.
JJ releases your head, allowing you to pull off of him and suck in a much needed breath of air. More tears slip past your lower lashes, making JJ breathe out a dark laugh.
“God, you look so fuckin’ pathetic, cryin’ like a fuckin’ baby while Rafe fucks that sweet cunt and I take this sweet mouth. Go on, suck my cock, princess, it’s aching for you.”
Rafe grunts, his fingers digging into your hips harder as he uses them to pull you back onto his cock, forcing you to meet each of his thrusts.
You lower your head, tongue darting out and softly swirling around the swollen, leaking head of JJ’s cock. He groans, lowering his phone back down to capture you sucking him off again.
“Eyes on the camera, baby. Don’t wanna miss a second of your facial expressions while my cock is down your throat and Rafe fucks you from the back.”
You quickly obey, forcing your eyes to look up and into the camera of JJ’s phone. You begin bobbing your head up and down his length, sucking and licking every last inch of him until you feel his cock pulse inside your mouth.
Rafe groans, slamming his hips forward one final time before his warm, sticky load is filling your pussy. “Fuuuuuck, baby, gonna have you leaking my cum for the rest of the day.” Rafe groans, holding onto your hips as he holds your ass flush against his groin as he rides out his high.
JJ isn’t too far behind Rafe, quickly pulling himself from your mouth and jerking his cock. A low, raspy groan fills the air as his cock twitches, his warm, sticky cum landing on your face and tits. JJ slowly removes his hand from his softening dick, his phone coming down and right in your face as he records the little facial he gave you.
“That’s it, baby. Gotta show everyone whose fucking girl you are, don’t we?”
In your euphoric, fucked out haze, you don’t catch JJ’s words… You just softly nod your head, saying “Yeah… Your girl.”
He and Rafe share a look, laughing lightly between one another before they both remove themselves from your bed, quickly dressing and helping clean you up. JJ tucks you into your bed after they have you completely cleaned up, placing a soft kiss on your forehead and whispering, “Maybe this’ll teach you to be nicer to us in public, baby.”
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boy nextdoor!jj is so hot hehe him choking me while he fucks me in a matting press AHHHH. want to see him smirking down at me through his floppy blonde hair wet with sweat as he puts his other hand over my mouth so my parents don’t wake up :3
ohmygoodness stop it right now. the way i smiled reading thisss pleaseeee!!! adding this to the kinktober list cuz why not!! #19 (ignore any spelling mistakes sorry lol!)
anotha little boynextdoor!jj x girlnextdoor!reader thought ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪
when your boyfriend does manage to sneak in through the window by climbing on a tree…he usually spends the night. your parents go to sleep fairly early, like soon after dinner early, so that gives you and jj some alone time in the dark without worrying about one of your parents randomly entering your room to check on you. it's happened before and though jj is getting better at running to find a hiding spot, it's is not ideal.
your parents figure you like to fall asleep to the tv you have in your room watching your little movies, and that it’s the movies making the little sounds. while that is true on some nights, this time around both the tv, you and your boyfriend are making sounds.
“jay!” you squeal when he throws your legs over his shoulders, bending down again to press his flushed hard cock deeper into you. “shhh, gotta be quiet, like a little mouse, quiet okay?” he shushes you, your little movie still on in the background, providing a decent amount of light to illuminate his features and yours.
“uh huh…okay” you nod, still a little dazed due to the past two orgasms he gave you by fingering you a little over 20 minutes ago. once he pushes into your puffy pulsing heat, he wraps a strong hand around your throat and starts to squeeze down, causing you to furrow your eyebrows and grip the hand on your neck. jj is practically trapping you there, underneath him getting incessantly plowed by his big dick.
“wanna hold my hand?” he offers you the hand that’s not on your neck, you mewl at his sweetness, he’s still trying to make you feel as loved and safe as possible even if he is fucking you like he hates you.
“mhmm!”
“here babydoll” he takes your hand in his, the sounds of skin slapping skin faintly bouncing off the walls, not wanting to risk waking the whole neighborhood up with the way he really wants to be pounding into you right now.
your lips are swollen from his kisses, drool threatening to escape the corners of your lips, tear stains on your cheeks glisten due to the lighting, your hair all messy, and still jj thinks you look like the prettiest little thing.
“y’look cute, c’mere” your boyfriend grunts, pulling you up by your neck for another kiss, “harder jayjay, please harder!” you whisper, needy as ever.
“i know babe,” jj chokes you harder and uses his other hand to rub your clit in fast circles, “g’nna cum again!” you squeal out.
“gonna wake up your parents, hold on,” he takes his hand off your neck and covers your mouth to keep you from making any more loud noises, as much as he loves to hear them….
“alright kittie cat no more screamin’ or im gonna have to press your face into the pillow,” he whispers in your ear.
“mph- nmm” your words muffled by his big hand,
“yeaaaah good girl, almost done baby, just keep takin’ it…” he bends your legs back further into a mating press and starts thrusting in again. the position causing his dick to go in deeper and hit the spots that make you melt. that combined with the way both your bodies all sticky with sweat and how he smells all salty and musky, makes you roll your eyes back and then squeeze them shut.
“h-ha…shit, y’so warm and wet holy fuck i love you so much.” jj grits through his teeth, bringing that hand back down to play with your pulsing clit. you whine into his hand as you cum hardddd on his dick, squeezing him so hard he can barely pull out to thrust in again.
“shhh sh sh, there you go…reaaal yummy huh?” he coos, bringing that hand back up to choke you again, “baby girl likes getting choked huh? dont’cha?”
you try and make a sound but you just can’t with how hard he’s squeezing your neck. “yeeeeaaah she likes it, little pussy gushes on me when i squeeze your throat like…thisss…” he gives a few final hard sloppy thrusts, letting go of your neck to give you a breathing break, sweat dripping down his chest, before he shoots hot strings of cum into your cervix.
he doesn’t pull out to keep all that cum stuffed in you and bends down to give you wet sloppy ‘good job’ kisses, whispering an ‘i love you’ after every kiss.
“think we were pretty quiet this time?” your boyfriend whispers looking into your eyes, and all you can do is give him doe eyes, pout and let out a little “mph!” ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡
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jj fingering you faster when you say you’re not about to cum :((
(uhmm i got carried away…oops!)
idea inspired by this (that is a p!link don’t open in public lmao)
warnings; NSFW MDNI 18+, p in v, unprotected sex (NOOO), pussy slapping, thigh and ass slapping but only like once, squirting, creampie, praise kink if you squint, this is filthy, jj says mama multiple times, thats abt it i think bbys :)
pink: jj
purple: reader
red/other: my thoughts and apologies (only happens once lmao)
he has you laid on your back, on his bed. your legs are spread and his fingers are so deep inside of you. you can hear the wet sounds of your cunt fill the room, along with your moans and whimpers. he smirks as he sees the pathetic look on your face, he leans down to speak to you, “you gonna cum, mama?” he says with a smirk as his fingers fingers continue their slow, agonizing pace in and out of your cunt, with his thumb circling your puffy clit.
upon hearing these words, you shake your head, voice trembling. “no…” you say, wanting to last longer but you know you’re about to cum. jjs smirk widens as he speeds up his fingers, them plunging in and out of you with ease due to you being so, fucking, wet.
“no, baby? you’re not?” he says, with a condescendingly sweet tone of voice as he hears your shaky voice. his fingers increase speed as they scissor through your aching cunt.
you cry out as you feel him speed up. "jj! fuck, baby!" you whine as he speeds up. your core throbs as you look down at him and see a shit eating grin on his face.
at the sensation, you involuntarily close your legs around his hands. we can’t have that, now can we? he tsks before pulling out of you completely, spreading your legs and pinning them to the bed. he pulls off of your legs and sends a sharp slap against your sensitive clit, causing you to scream.
“don’t hide from me, baby. you know better than that.” he says sternly before sliding down the bed and pressing his hot tongue against your pussy. the sensation of his tongue, spit, and your throbbing, aching clit colliding causes you to arch your back and send your hand down to grip his long, blonde hair.
the taste of your arousal and the feel of your hands in his hair causes him to moan, sending millions of little vibrations to your pussy. you shriek at the feeling and begin rocking and grinding your hips against his tongue, taking what you want.
you swear you can feel him smile against you as his right hand comes up to rub on your inner thigh before pressing a sharp, mean slap to it. you yell and your legs twitch at the pain, he then brings his hand back to softly rub over the red mark now forming on your thigh, soothing the pain.
he takes his fingers back down to your pussy to press into your entrance, causing you to let out a pornographic moan as you feel the familiar intrusion. he begins moving his tongue faster against you, licking, sucking, and nipping at your clit as his fingers fuck you at a ruthless pace.
“fuck, jj! im close, baby.. m’so close..” you whine as your pussy clenches around his fingers, causing him to groan against your pussy. he smirks against your pussy as he keeps the same fast, orgasmic pace. the pace that he knows you love, the pace that causes you to clench around his fingers and moan louder than ever.
he mumbles some words into your pussy that cause you to tremble and whimper at the vibrations. “c’mon, pretty mama. give it to me.” he coos as his hips begin rutting into the mattress, trying to find his own relief.
“i’m cumming, jj~!” you moan as your eyes roll back into your head and your legs shake. he pulls away from you completely, letting you come down on your own. and thank god he does, or else he would’ve missed the absolute fucking show you’re putting on for him right now.
he watches you moan, writhe, and squirm against the mattress as clear liquid spurts from your pussy. he looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes along with a smirk before speaking up,
“look at you, baby!” he teases as he sees the embarrassment on your face.
you lay there, spent, and sweaty. he looks at your form on the bed before slowly undoing his belt. you hear this and groan sleepily as you look at him and start to protest, but he stops you.
“shh, baby. let me do all the work. let me take care of you.” he says softly as he takes his shirt off, his body completely bare as he looks at you with a soft look, silently asking for permission.
once he sees you nod softly, he moves next to you, putting you in a spooning position as he holds your leg up, providing enough space to slip his fat cock in between your folds.
you moan as you feel his cock run between your folds, teasing you. you gasp out as you let out a breathy plea. “please, jj..”
he kisses the back of your neck before slipping his cock into you slowly, whimpering in your ear as he feels your wet, warm, and soft pussy clench around him. he stills his hips giving you a minute to adjust. but once you give him that signal that he can move, he’s not stopping. he slowly pulls himself from you before snapping his hips into yours, causing you to scream.
he moans as he speeds his hips, the sound of skin slapping against itself fills the room, along with both of you guys’ moans and whimpers. he brings his hand to wrap around your front, rubbing your clit in circles that are perfectly timed with his thrusts.
“you’re so fucking perfect, you know that, baby?” he praises in your ear as his hips slam into yours. you can’t answer due to your brain completely shutting down because jjs just fucking you so good you just go cock dumb :(. slobber dribbles down your chin as you begin incoherently babbling. (gross!)
“oh, my poor girl, huh?” he purrs as he feels your pussy clench around him, signaling that you were close. he kisses your shoulder before turning you on your tummy, his knees resting beside your legs as he pushes your head into the pillow.
“can’t even speak because this cock is so good, huh?” he chuckles darkly as his other hand comes to grip your hips, almost leaving bruises.
you manage to let out a strangled “m-mhm..!” as his long, thick cock slides in and out of you. you feel his hand slap your ass as his other hand that was pressed on your head, comes to press onto your back, forcing your chest into the bed.
“i- jj..! so good…” you mumble as you manage to turn your head to look at him. he coos as he looks at you.
“i know, baby.. i know.” he coos before starting again, “but you can take it, yeah?” he groans as his thrusts get sloppier and he notices your moans getting louder, letting him know you were close.
“cum on my cock, baby.” he moans as he brings both hands to grip your hips, thrusting faster into you as you feel his heavy balls hitting your clit.
you moan loudly into the pillow as your pussy spasms around his cock. he moans when he sees the white ring around the base of his cock as he thrusts into you.
“i’m gonna cum, baby..” he says before letting his cum fill you, his moans shaky and his hips stuttering inside of you, causing you to whimper.
he pulls out of you and flip you to your back, forcing you to look at him. “you did so good, baby.. m’so proud of you.” he says as he presses a chaste kiss to your lips before laying his head on your chest.
“i love you.”
sorry this would’ve been better if i didn’t have to rewrite it THREE TIMES. FUCK U TUMBLR GRRR.
tags: @maybanksprincess (wrote a special part in here for u mama 😼)
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oh my god
p!link 18+ only!
thinking about… munch jj… once again… this link made my head spin and i watched it like 5 times 😵💫
CW: pussy eating, overstim, squirting, language.
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he had told you he was starving… but you hadn’t had a clue just how hungry he really was until he had you laid in bed.
he’d had his face buried in your pussy for nearly an hour and a half, not letting up, no matter how much you begged and writhed beneath him.
your fingers are dug into his messy blond hair, pulling at it and trying to push his face away. it was no use though, jj was like a man starved, and you were his choice of meal until he decided he had enough.
his lips pull off of your sensitive pussy, just long enough to spread your thighs farther apart. he bends your legs at the knees, pushing them up and into your chest, firmly holding them in place with his large palms. he lowers his face back down to your sopping core, sucking your clit into his mouth. he sucks on your sensitive bundle of nerves, causing you to cry out.
your legs are shaking uncontrollably, stomach tight as your fingers harshly pull at his hair. “j-jj… s’too much.. please.” you cry out, trying to push him off you once more.
he releases your clit with a pop, flattening his tongue and sloppily eating you. his head moves fast and then slow, the erotic noises bouncing off the walls has your pussy clenching around nothing, that band inside your belly tightening again. you’re about to burst.
“ffffuck! jj… m’coming!!! ‘m coming, j!”
the band snaps, your orgasm rushing through you. you squirt all over jj’s face, drowning him in your arousal, but still he never lets up. his tongue makes slow up and down movements on your now arousal soaked core, his face covered in your sweet juices. you come down from your high, gasping for air.
jj pulls his face up, smiling at you. “goddamn, that was the hottest shit in the fucking world. let’s see how many times i can make you squirt, yeah?”
you whimper at his words, your brain foggy and your body weak. you try and whimper out a “no.” but nothing but strangled whines come out.
“be my good girl, lay back f’me and let daddy eat. ‘m still hungry, and your pussy’s the best goddamn meal.”
raaaaah. i love munch jj🩵
tagging some moots: @chavezprincess @rafesthroatbaby @rafeyscurtainbangs @starkeysprincess @babygorewhore @oceandriveab @prettys0bbing @moremaybank
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old man!logan obsessing over his pregnant wifey
headcanons - cws/tags: smut! mdni. breeding kink. lactation kink. pregnant sex. dom/sub dynamics.
a/n: okie a lot of u asked for a part two of this blurb, here ya’ go my loves! <3


Logan Howlett used to think he wouldn’t be a good father. Hell, with that temper and attitude? He was sure he’d be the worst one.
But you don’t seem to agree with him on many things—especially his self-destructive thoughts. I mean, that’s why you let him knock you up in the first place. You’d grin seeing your belly round and full of his babe, tits plump and leaking.
You are too beautiful to behold, “My pretty fuckin’ wife.” A sight that has Logan’s libido reaching its peak, the ones he thought he was not capable of anymore as an old man.
Yet here he is, dick hard and balls full each time he sees you.
Shit. You look so soft, walking around the house barefoot and swollen with his offspring. A sick and possessive side of him loves knowing that when you are out in public, it’s apparent that you’re taken by him, carrying his child.
Pregnancy grants you a restless glow that makes it harder for him to say no to you. “W-wan’ you, please, Lo—” When you beg him to stuff you up full, who is he to deny his wife? Deny the mother of his child?
He turns into a madman at how your leaking tits bounce up and down when you ride his girth, at how your breasts seem to look when you wear those tight tops, at how your nipples are poking all the damn time, and at how you are hornier than ever.
Yeah, he caught you hiding under the sheets rubbing your swollen clit and fingers deep in your own dripping cunt with his name rolling off your tongue — thinking he’s still doing his late night shift.
He fucks you as much as he can, the positions getting more and more adapted as your stomach grows, sometimes filthier than ever, “Put your legs up here, baby. Can’t have ya’ sore now, can we?”
His favorite position is still you on your back, thighs spread apart, and belly full on display. “Ya’ got me so fuckin’ hard, pretty.” He doesn’t give a damn that his aging body feels aching—he could watch this for hours. Your face contorted with pleasure as his fat cock thrusts in and out.
Oh, Logan’s nasty. He says he tries to ‘relieve’ your pain by sucking at your sensitive, leaking nipples while plunging his cock inside of you. “Mhm, such a sweet wife for your old man.” Pumping your full womb while he laps at your milk.
The almost 200-year-old man believes he has gained stamina—now that he has more responsibility. He’s always ready to load you up for days on end. And that’s exactly what he’ll do for the next few weeks. Molding his cock inside you before sex starts to get all too much for his pregnant wifey.
Logan’s a natural caretaker. It shows when you’re hitting the post-orgasm soreness and barely do anything except breathe heavily. He never forgets to show his affection, scratching his scruffy grey beard on your neck before softly kneading sensitive parts of your body.
“Let’s get ya’ cleaned up, mama.”
A bad father? Logan Howlett buried all of his dictionaries and named you his language.
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( inbox request that i somehow lost )
you were used to your boyfriend being sweet and gentle with you during sex. but for some reason he flipped into the complete opposite. you thought that you were a soft and slow vanilla type of person but your mind quickly changes after chris makes you cry for the first time.
warnings: mean!chris, rough sex, dacryphilia, degradation, spanking, afab
@bernardsbendystraws for the dividers <3
a sinister smile plastered on his face as he watches you tremendously fail at containing your emotions. one of your arms were pinned down on your back by chris’s hand from previous attempts of pushing him away while your other wrapped around a pillow as some type of anchor.
your lower half burned with pain and desire as chris roughly snaps his pelvis to yours. “s-slow down! too much— chris!” you mewl as you squirmed. small bruises on your waist from his tight grip grew darker as they contrasted to your skin. chris lets out a breathy laugh, “s’the matter? thought— fuck— thought you wanted this, huh?” he panted.
your tits jolted with each thrust as your vision grew more and more blurry. “fucking slut begging f’me to fuck you,” he mutters. you whined as you felt salty fat tears roll down your warm cheeks. all you wanted was for chris to give you a little bit of attention since you haven’t seen him all day. you heard him laugh then felt a tear being kissed off your face.
“awe, don’t tell me your crying cause i called you a slut,” he mocked. you felt chris somehow go even deeper inside you, kissing your cervix with each thrust. your body burned more than ever at the pleasurable pain. your fingers curled even tighter around the pillow. “fucking crybaby i’ll give you something to really cry for” he spat.
chris flips you over onto your stomach followed by a slap to your ass. he slams back into with no warning causing a strangled moan to fall from your lips. a puddle of your salty tears and drool was formed under your head as your face pressed further in the mattress. your body felt weak, the pillow you previously held now discarded.
“that’s it, fuck— baby” chris groans. his pace never faltered yet he let his head drops back like it always does when he’s at the brink of release. another harsh slap across your reddened ass, but instead of pulling away, you leaned more into him. he laughs, “thought you said s’too much?” he mocks your words from earlier.
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summary: old man!logan finds himself having a breeding kink.
cws/tags: smut, mdni! old man!logan. fem!reader. heavy breeding kink. dom/sub dynamics. unprotected p in v. pet names. not proofread.
Logan’s younger self would not approve of this idea.
Hell, it would not even cross his youthful, unbound, and liberated version. Younger Logan would have brushed off the idea - dodging it like a bullet - revolting against it.
Having a kid? A noisy five-year-old child running around the house, screaming and kicking everything in sight? Yeah, fuck no.
He’d even hate just thinking about it.
But now that years have gone by and he’s almost hitting 200 years of age–a lot has changed in how he sees things, alright. Suddenly he’s not that idealistic-insufferable-annoying fuck anymore.
The heavy feels of his own body, his poor visions, his utter tiredness and wounds are slowly tended by settling down with you. Living in a small countryside home just outside Texas is the life Logan needed all along.
So he just can’t fucking help it when he sees how you act with those children at the Barbeque party. How you treat them with such care as if they’re yours.
The smile plastered on your face after you give each one of them a cookie is Heaven sent for Logan. He’s too focused on being mesmerized by your acts that he almost does not realize how his trousers feel tighter.
He quickly hides his bulge whilst embarrassed of himself, thinking ‘M fuckin’ old for this shit. But who gives a fuck anyway?
Oh, he in the past would not approve of this at all.
“Fuck. You’d look so fuckin’ good with y’r belly swollen with my child.” Logan grunts out, thrusting his girth into you as his mind fills up with visions of you carrying his child.
The images themselves make Logan go feral—growling when he feels how your velvet walls manage to clench around him.
“A-ah! Please!” The high-pitched noise you let out is almost humiliating as you bounce yourself on top of your husband, making the head hit your gummy spot every time you fall down.
“Hm? Y’want that, Little Missy? Want me t’give you a baby?” His calloused fingers rub shapes on your sticky skin, guiding your hips as he tries to search for the answer in your eyes.
You reply with a frantic nod, your mind feels empty as his tip deliciously kisses your cervix. The thought of being full of his seed, pregnant and giving him a baby—makes your eyes roll back in pleasure.
With one movement, Logan manages to manhandle you to a new position, his cock never slips out from your heat, “Want this old man t’give you one? Make you a momma?”
The sound of his full balls slapping against your ass makes you squeeze your eyes shut.
Now clearly hearing the obscene moans emitting through the dim room, “Yeahyeahyea—W-wanna be a momma—”
While you wonder how he still has this much stamina at that age, Logan leans down to your ear and buries his face on your neck, “Pretty wife. Gonna make the cutest goddamn babies, y’know tha’?”
His palms hold your thighs spread open to reach deeper inside you, “Let me fill ya’ up real good.”
Logan’s eyes flicker to watch your pussy swallow his cock in and out. The sight alone makes him throw his head and let guilt wash him over for a minute.
He feels perverted—corrupting you by plugging his cock to the hilt as if it is trying to mold your insides. A dilemma growing.
You could feel how his thrusts steadily became desperate, “L-Lo.” Whining out, your fingers crawl into his back to pull him tighter.
He can’t fucking wait to have you round up. Shit. You’d be so dependent on him—need him at all times. And he’d fulfill everything you ask him to do. Logan would never even let you move an inch.
Everything caught up to him as an acute wave, “F-Fuck. There ya’ go, baby.” Logan mutters - his hands shake slightly as they lose their grip on your thighs.
His cock never pulling out, “D’ya think it takes, pretty?” You could feel him deep inside you—how your walls are painted by his thick ropes of cum.
Logan gives lazy circles of his hips before pressing a sweet kiss on your lips, whispering several ‘I love you’s’ before lowering himself so his face could level with your pussy.
“Fuck.” The older man has never seen a far more beautiful sight than this. Watching his cum begin to leak out of you makes his cock twitches again.
The scruffy feel of his beard scratches your inner thighs as he leans closer—dragging the tips of his fingers along your folds before plugging his digits back inside.
“Logan-n!” A deep rumble comes out of Logan, “Shh. Be a good girl for your husband, yeah? Need’a to make sure it takes.”
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hi guys i don’t usually come on here to talk about this, but it needs to be discussed. my friend kenzie, went missing on october seventh. she left a note saying she ran away. she hasn’t been answering anyone’s calls or texts, and claims she ran away to live with her girlfriend who lives two hours away.
she never said who her girlfriend is.
please, keep an eye out for her if you live in: pennsylvania, new york city, new york state, new jersey, maryland, and anywhere close to the areas listed.
this is her. we all really miss her, and want her to come home soon.

here is some information about her.
please, share this and help bring kenzie home.
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hi, omfg you’re writing is AMAZING, i’m loving all your logan fics, you’re really talented, the depraved side of me wouldn’t rest if i didn’t ask - can we please get more of a “forced creampie” breeding kink?
𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗛𝗘'𝗦 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥
note: Logan is very dark and pervy in this story. passiveness always gets the best of him when it comes to y/n and other boys he knows aren’t good for her.
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“I don’t understand you, kid,” Logan spoke as soon as y/n slipped her shoes off. The young girl jumped at his presence, thinking he would be knocked out like he usually is at this hour.
“Logan,” y/n said low, eyes widened and heart pumping. She told Wade she wouldn’t sneak out tonight, but she did. She thought it would be easy since he was sleeping over Vanessa’s house tonight, but apparently, it wasn’t.
“Been waitin’ here for hours. You promised you’d stay in, and look at you. Dressed like that and pissy drunk,” the man said as he pushed himself off of the wall he was leaning on.
“You’re unbelievable, y/n,” the man seemed more upset than she thought he would be if he were to catch her. “I-I’m sorry — I was just out with a few friends, that’s all. Nothing bad happened tonight,” she assured the man, but he didn’t care.
“Nothin’ bad, huh? Then why do I smell him on you?” Logan asked, confusing y/n. Who was him? “Excuse me?” She asked, trying to be as polite as she could, but that all went over Logan’s head.
“Whoever you were all on tonight. I can smell him. Did he fuck you? Kiss you? Touch you?” Logan continued to ask as he got closer to Y/n’s frozen figure. She had almost forgotten about his enhanced smell.
“H-He’s just a friend, and we didn’t have sex. We only made out. M-Maybe he, uh, he touched me, but that’s all,” y/n knew she didn’t have to tell Logan or Wade anything about her life, but she was living here for free.
“And that’s why you’re all worked up now, huh? Couldn’t get you to finish?” The man asked now inches in front of her. The way his dark eyes looked down at her soft ones, send shifters d through her body.
“I-I really don’t want to talk to you about this, Logan. It’s inappropriate,” Y/n said as she moved to walk past him, but he moved in her way to stop her.
“You think you can sneak out without consequences, princess?” The tall man asked as his hands softly gripped her waist. “You think it’s fine to be all on another man, then come back to a man’s house? You think that’s respectful?”
“L-Logan, I’m sorry, okay? I just wanted to have a little bit of fun tonight,” y/n said as her hands touched both of his wrists, trying to pull him away, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Could’ve just asked me for some fun, Bub, and you know that,” the man had tightened his grip on the girl, telling her to stop her attempt to push him away, because it wasn’t happening. Especially after what she's done.
“Logan, I think I should go to bed,” y/n, the one whose mind shouldn’t be functioning right because of how much liquor she had, said.
Logan’s behavior was something she never expected. He didn’t either, but thinking about how another boy touched her, made him realize he needed to act fast.
He wanted to start off slow, maybe take her on dates and buy her gifts, but tonight was unexpected. He wasn’t going to let it go.
The strong man picked y/n off of her feet and made his way to the nearest couch. “What are you going?” Y/n asked, confused about how Logan was reacting to her sneaking out.
“Gonna make this quick and easy so you’ll understand,” Logan’s voice sounded deep to y/n as he roamed her body. She didn’t get what was happening at first until he lifted her tight dress over her ass.
“Hey!” Y/n tried to speak out, but her voice sounded low and whiny. The alcohol hadn’t kicked hard until now. Now she felt like she couldn’t speak or move.
“Can’t get all whiny when you caused this, Bub. Ain’t a good look on ya,” Logan told her as the room filled with the sound of his belt coming off and his jeans unzipping.
“L-Logan, what are you doing?” Y/n asked, upset that she was acting this way. She could scream at him, or fight to get from under him, but she chose not to. She chose to be good, and let the man do what he needed to do.
“I think you know, princess,” the man’s voice rang throughout her head as he pulled himself out, cock dropping at how heavy and painfully hard he was. He always is around her, but tonight was different. Tonight, he needed to feed it.
“C’mon, Bub, stop the whining. Seriously. Gonna get me all riled up. I’d like to last at least a few minutes,” Logan complained as he pulled y/n’s soaked panties to the side.
“Now that’s a fucking pretty site. Fuck, kid,” Logan wiped two fingers in between her folds to get a feel of the juice she had been hiding from him for so long.
“Hey you’re sweet,” the man said, and before you/n could say anything, she heard the noises of him sucking on his own fingers with a groan. “Fuckin’ is,” he confirmed before grabbing a hand full of his cock.
“L-Lo,” y/n didn’t know what to say but felt uncomfortable not saying anything. She’s basically inviting the man to use her. She didn’t know what came over her tonight, but the alcohol helped her understand how much her body wanted and needed this.
“Ssh, Bub — Gonna fill you up, then we can go to bed, mkay? I won’t even tell Wade about your silly acts,” Logan said before he pushed at her entrance, causing her hole to instantly tighten.
“C’mon, y/n — Don’t give me a hard time,” the man said as he continued pushing until he got past and through her folds. A shaky moan fell from y/n’s lips as she felt her lower stomach ache.
“So goddamn right,” Logan grunted as he pushed further to get himself all the way in her. “T-Too much — Too much!” Y/n cried out, but he kept pushing until he was fully inside of her.
Y/n could barely breathe, scared that she would hurt herself, but the way he pulled back just to slam back in, forced the breath out of her body.
“Fuck,” Logan’s hands gripped the side of her ass as he used that to move her into his rhythm. The sight of her juice coating his cock every time he slipped back into her, made his cock twitch. She was driving him crazy and had barely done anything.
“You’ve gotta stay away from those boys, baby. I don’t like you around them,” Logan spoke to the young lady like he was her father. “Don’t want me to go crazy, right? You wanna keep me calm, right?”
Logan forced Y/n’s legs a bit wider so he could push her further. Y/n reacted by lifting her upper body to endure the slight pain, but he forced her face back down onto the long part of the couch that stood up.
“Stop the fighting, Bub, this has to be done. It has too. I can’t have you out there anymore. Even Wade is worried for you. We need you safe,” Logan's pace sped up, making y/n choke on her moans.
“Too much,” y/n cried as her walls clenched around him. “Oh, but it’s not, baby. It’s just enough, and you’re gonna take more of me. So much more. You’re gonna be full,”
Those words triggered y/n’s head, slightly scaring her at the fact he could cum in her. He didn’t put a condom on. She’s just now realizing he never planned to in the first place.
“L-Logan, no — Pull out,” y/n begged the man as she tried pushing her body up and moving away from him, but he was too strong. The man pushed her face further into the couch as his other hand stayed on her ass, tightening his grip.
“P-Please, Logan,” y/n cried, hoping he’d listen, but that small part of her liked how dark he could get. He was constantly angry, and sometimes, she liked when he’d lash out at her. This was a different kind of lash-out, but that small present in her made her closer to her own orgasm.
“Nah uh — You’re gonna take it,” Logan threatened through his teeth as he pounded her. “Can’t go out half naked and come back to me, thinkin’ I’d let it slide. I’ll show you how I let things slide, kid,”
Logan lifted his right leg and planted his foot right neck to her knee that was on the seat of the couch. “Gonna show you exactly how I treat little brat like you,” a hand came down onto y/n’s ass before he began slamming down into her.
Y/n cried out, moaning loud and cranky as she finally released around him. Holding herself back was impossible in this new position and the new pace he had going on for her.
“Mhm hm — That’s it — Just like that,” Logan growled through his teeth as he spread one of her ass cheeks to get a better view of his cock violating her cunt. The juice splashing everywhere could make him go insane, but he wanted to take it easy on her tonight.
“Gonna keep sneaking out? Gonna keep kissin’ on your friends and being a whore!?” Logan slightly tugged on her hair as he leaned down to breathe heavily into her ear. “Are you!?” The shouted.
“No! No!” She cried, making him chuckle as he leaned back. “That's what I thought,” the man felt cocky, knowing she stood no chance when it came to pissing him off. Wade would’ve definitely let this slide. That’s why Logan’s here though — To put her in her place.
“Gonna cum, baby,” the man spoke, making the going lady sob, but she had no idea why. Maybe the feeling of being dominated made her feel pathetic, but deep down she liked the claim.
“Oh, yeah,” Logan growled, thrust stuttering as he spread her ass cheeks even further so he could get all of him in. “Ah huh- Fuck!” Logan groaned one last time before he began spilling inside of the weak girl.
Y/n whined at the feeling of his seed coating and filling her walls. He leaks beyond more than a regular human, and she realized that as plenty leaked out of her cunt and down her legs.
“That’s my good girl,” Logan kept his hands on her head, pushing her down as the other rubbed her ass, slapping slightly to see a little jiggle.
“Gonna keep this good girl filled so she won’t have to touch on little boys anymore,”
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Just A Ride pt. 2
Logan Howlett x fem!reader x Scott Summers
Summary: Scott decides to share with Logan.
Warnings: nsfw, smut, threesome, motorcycle sex?, no use of y/n, not proofread
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Part one here!

“What the fuck?” Scott’s voice boomed through the hanger, the door slamming shut behind him. He stood frozen for a moment, his chest heaving hard. You felt a sinking sense of dread in the pit of your stomach.
Scott's eyes were hidden under his crimson shades, but you knew they were staring daggers at you.
Logan slipped his hand out from your jeans, his other hand still remaining on your hip. Logan, who was always quick with an insult, stayed silent with his eyes narrowed at Scott.
"Is this what you want?" He asked, his hands balled up into fists.
“Scott…” you whispered, the word barely escaping your lips, your heart hammering in your chest. You were caught off guard by his demeanor, a determination in him that you hadn't seen.
Scott reached you in his stride, his hand moving to grip your waists. Logan pulled back, slightly surprising him—surprising you both.
His lips crashed against yours, kissing you with a fever you had never felt from him before. It was as if he was trying to reclaim you, to remind you of who you belonged to. You felt yourself melting into the familiar but rough touch. You felt a thrill, an excitement in the way Scott was touching you.
He pulled away, his breath ragged as he turned his head to look at Logan. "You think you can take her away from me?" He asked, his voice a low grumble.
Logan raised his eyebrow at the challenge, "Maybe I don't have to" he smirked. "Maybe she wants us both" he got up from the bike to stand next to Scott.
The implications of his words sent a shock through you. You had never imagined Scott being willing to share you; especially with Logan.
Scott's gaze turned back to you, "Is that what you want?" He asked, his hand moving to cup your face. You looked between the two men who were now standing in front of you, their eyes hungry.
With a shaky breath, you nodded, the words barely a whisper. "I want you both."
Without another words Scott pulled you up from the seat into a fierce and demanding kiss. "If you're going to touch her, do it right."
Logan laughed at his words, "Don't think she had any problem with the way I was touching her bub." He moved behind you, his hands gripping your waist to press against his growing bulge.
Scott ignored him, his hands now snaking your shirt up to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your nipples. Your breath hitched as you were sandwiched between the two of them, their bodies pressing against you in a heated battle of control.
“Please…” you whimpered, your voice trembling with intensity. “I need… I need…”
"Shh baby, I know. I'll take care of you," Scott whispered into the skin of your neck. He moved you over to the bike, pressing your stomach to the seat as he bent you over it.
The feeling of the cool leather against your heated skin sent a shiver through your body.
Scott was positioned behind you, his hands resting possessively on your hips, and Logan in front of you, his intense gaze locked on yours.
"Come on bub, let's give the girl what she wants," Logan said, his voice low and husky. He looked down at you, "You want us both, don't you princess? You want to feel our hands all over you, our cocks inside you?"
You nodded, your breath coming out in short gasps. "Yes," you whispered. "Please, I need you both."
Logan smirked, stepping closer and moving to unbuckle his belt. You could feel Scott behind you, tugging down your pants to reveal your soaked panties.
"Spread your legs baby" Scott purred, his palm pushing your thighs apart. You heard a small moan fall from his lips as he pulled your panties to the side.
You gasped when his finger teased your hole before delving inside, his other arm wrapped around your waist to circle your clit.
Logan couldn't wait any longer and growled as he tugged his jeans down, his girthy cock springing out of its confines. He put his hand on the back of your head, pushing your face against it. "Let me feel that pretty mouth around my cock."
You obeyed immediately, parting your lips and letting him push into your mouth. The feeling of his thick cock sliding into your throat mixed with Scott's fingers thrusting slowly in and out of you sent a wave of pleasure through you.
Scott's fingers curled, hitting that perfect spot that made your knees buckle. He was relentless, his other hand still rubbing your aching clit. Your moans of ecstasy were muffled by Logan's cock.
He moved his fingers out of you, whining at the loss of contact. You were quickly silenced when you felt his cock rubbing against your slick folds.
With a firm grip on your hips, Scott finally pushed into you, his cock stretching you in a way that was both familiar and new. "Fuck baby," he moaned as he completely sheathed himself inside you, .his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm, his cock feeling the tightness of your pussy.
Logan groaned, feeling your throat tense around his cock. You squeezed your eyes shut, each thrust from Scott driving you forward onto Logan, who grunted with each deep push into your throat.
“Fuck, she’s so wet,” Scott murmured from behind you.
“Such a good girl,” Logan praised, his voice rough with arousal as he watched you, his free hand moving to cup your breast, his fingers pinching your sensitive nipple. “Taking us both like this.”
Scott, feeling your body tense, increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. "You like that, baby? You like having both of us inside you?"
Logan felt his cock twitch in your hot mouth, your throat working around his hard length, his balls slapping against your chin. You were trying your best not to gag as his tip brushed the back of your throat.
You felt his hand grip your hair, tugging on it hard. Your eyes screwed shut, a whimper leaving your lips as you gripped Logan’s thighs for support.
“Shh baby you can take it” Scott told you, leaning over you and leaving kisses down your spine as he thrusts into you.
“She’s fine Summers” Logan growled, “don’t pretend she doesn’t like it a little rough.” He was staring down at you, reveling in the sight of your mouth filled with his cock.
Scott’s grip on your hips tightened slightly in response, his breath hot against your ear as he leaned down to kiss the side of your neck, his lips trailing down to your shoulder.
He could feel your walls pulsating around his cock, a signal you were reaching your peak. “She’s close,” Scott murmured, his voice low.
“Is that right darlin’?” Logan growled, “you gonna come for us?” All you could do in groan around his cock in affirmation.
Your body was on fire, your body feeling every sensation with a new intensity. Logan pulled out of your mouth, stroking himself vigorously as he watched your face contorted in pleasure.
Scott’s fingers continued to massage and pinch your clit, pushing you to the brink. Your back arched, a guttural moan leaving your throat. The orgasm waved through you as if there was an explosion inside you.
Logan grunted, “come here” he demanded, shoving his cock in your throat. He didn’t give you a chance to recover, both his hands pushed the back of your head, using your mouth to chase his releases.
“Fuck” He cursed, his hips pistoning himself in and out of your mouth. It wasn’t long until you felt his seed shoot down your throat. You quickly
Scott pulled out of you, his cock leaving a trail of cum between your thighs. He leaned over you, kissing the side of your neck.
"You did great." His hands lingered on your hips.
Logan smirked, wiping a stray tear from the corner of your eye with a rough thumb, then planting a soft kiss on your forehead.
You took a shaky breath, feeling a wave of contentment wash over you. "You okay?" Scott asked.
You nodded, smiling faintly. "More than okay."
So sorry this took so long! Classes just started for me so i've been busy hehe :3 Tags: @junnniiieee07 @edenoir @starlightszzs @bontensbabygirl @twinky-wink @journal3sposts @pwpwppeepeoor @izzy-stradlin-1991
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how do you call your loverboy?
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Nsfw-explicit talk of car sex and breeding kink
Ok but I was just thinking about car sex with Logan after a mission in his truck
His hips pistoning his cock inside you over and over at a pace that was inhuman
The truck literally shaking, the windows fogged up
It’s obvious to anyone passing by what’s happening. Especially with the sounds he’s pulling out of you
His dick creating that delicious bulge in your tummy with each thrust
And his warm cum oh my god, it’s overflowing
He’s definitely had you in every position imaginable, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you
His own instincts on overdrive as he pounds into you, his only thought being to fill you up
(Regardless of your gender and ability to actually get pregnant, this man’s just a whore)
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Focus
Logan Howlett x fem! reader
A/n: omg my first smut ever. This is monumental. divider by @strangergraphics :)
Summary: fooling around in the middle of the night with a man who you KNOW lovessss to make noise
W/C: 811
tags/warnings: MDNI!! 18+ CONTENT!!! THIS IS LITERALLY JUST P0RN!!!! Oral (f receiving), terms of endearment (Princess, darling, baby, sweetheart), cursing, love bites, nipple play teehee, vaginal fingering, yktv, Daddy!Logan <3 LOGAN W A PAIN KINK OK BYE
Logan’s favorite time to have sex is in the dead of night- more specifically, waking you up with his head between your thighs. If he can’t sleep, you shouldn’t be allowed to either. He loves to suck on your inner thighs until you groggily grant him more access or tug on his hair. The idea of riling you up, jolting you awake with pure ecstasy is a favorite thought of his, and something about Logan was that he always takes what he wants.
One particular night, he really, really tried to go back to sleep. Took a lap around the mansion. Watched TV. Nothing, though, could match the way it felt to get drunk on your pussy. Logan padded back to bed, slipping under the sheets. He made his way up, kissing your ankles, your calves, leaving gentle bites on the inside of your thighs. Fuck, he wanted you.
“Princess,” he mumbled into your legs, “wake up, m’love” he whispered, planting more kisses on your hips.
“Mmm,” you groaned, trying to hide your smile.
“I know what you need to get your ass up,” Logan rolled his neck before going back down, lapping at your clit. He took one of his hands and dragged it up your body before pinching your nipple, rolling it between his fingers as it pebbled. The other dragged the opposite way, desperate to feel you. Logan loved feeling how soaked you'd get for him.
“Oh, darlin’, is all this for me?” He smiled as you began to whimper. “You’re so wet for Daddy,” he cooed before latching his mouth back onto you.
“Lo-” you started, “mm, Daddy, I- fuck,” you moaned as he kissed his way back up your body. His hands continue to wander as his lips explore your ear, your jaw, your neck and face. He tastes so addicting with you both half asleep, lazy and sensual all at once.
“Does my princess like that?” Logan rasped, slipping a finger inside of you. You can’t help but gasp. “Aw, baby, you like how I fill you up?” he smiles, finger pumping inside of you. You nod, knees buckling as he stretches you out. His touch makes you throw your head back with pleasure, and Logan seizes the opportunity to lick the exposed skin greedily. God, he wanted you. His hands are big, far bigger than yours, and there’s absolutely no feeling that can recreate the way he touches you. “Good,” he nodded slowly, slipping in another.
You covered your own mouth and tried to suppress another whimper. “Oh, baby, don’t be shy. Everyone’s asleep, it's alright,” he comforted. “In fact, say my name,” he growled, rubbing his thumb against your clit.
“L-L-Logan, fuck,” you managed breathlessly, biting back another moan.
“Louder, sweetheart. I want this whole mansion to know who you belong to. I want everyone here to know you’re fucking me,” he mumbled, sucking on your neck.
“Logan, Daddy, fuck, fuck, fuck,” you bucked your hips with a grunt, trying to fill yourself up to his knuckles.
“That’s it, princess. It’s just you and me. Focus on me, okay? There’s no one else here. Just focus on this,” he coached, drawing another sigh out of you with his fingers. “Are you going to cum for me, baby?”
You whimpered once more, rocking your hips faster. Your fingernails dragged down his bare back, and Logan winced in pleasure with a moan of his own.
“That’s what I like to hear, good, baby. That’s it,” he fucked you with his fingers faster, faster, eyes dark as your hips arched into his hands. Logan loved having you like this, making you his. He loved knowing no one could make you feel how he did. He loved going to sleep next to knowing he keeps you satisfied.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, Logan, can I cum?” you begged as your core tightened.
“C’mon, baby. Show me what you’re made of. Don’t be shy all of a sudden,” he teased, starting to suck on your nipple as you climaxed. “Thaaaaat’s it. Focus on me. It’s just us, don’t worry ‘bout a thing” he drew out.
“Daddy, daddy, oh, fuck. Oh, Lo, oh, mmmmmmhmmm,” you smiled dizzily, slowing your thrusts. Logan smiled into your chest, pulling out his fingers and meeting your eyes as he sucked your juices off his digits.
“Hi, there, princess. You okay?” he kissed up your body, making his way to your lips.
“Mmm,” you babbled softly, still coming down from your orgasm.
“Why don’t you sleep, love,” Logan pulled you into his chest, his warmth and heartbeat steadying you.
“Mmm?” You questioned sleepily. Your eyes were barely open as you vaguely gestured toward his cock strained against his sweatpants.
“Oh, don’t worry, sweetheart. You’ll make it up t’me in the mornin’,” Logan assured, kissing your head and playing with your hair until you were sound asleep.
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matt with an “innocent sweet” gf who never curses but when she accidentally curses during sex, matt taps her cheek and tells her to watch her language 😓🤞🏻
THIS IS SO HOT.
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"I heard people "shipping us
are shipping us" where?"


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i love dominic fike
Think fast
“She talks and nothing makes sense to me”
Chris is trying to listen, I mean really, but you just look so pretty.The way your glossy lips form every word,how your hands fidget with the hem of your shirt, and how your eyes never stay on one spot for too long. He also just doesn't really know what you're talking about. It's something you're interested in and that he knows nothing about.
You snap your fingers in front of his face and it breaks him out of his trance. “Yeah, miss lady?” He muses and interlocks your hands together, knowing you like to play with his fingers when talking to him, and how it keeps his attention somewhat focused on you. “You aren't listening to me.” Your voice is a whine as you pout. He smiles and smoothes his free hand over your hair. “Yes I am, I promise, babe.”
You sigh, before continuing your rant about your latest hyperfixation. He tries to pay attention, but after a while everything you're saying goes in one ear and out the other.
He just loves hearing you talk, his pretty girl talking about things that make her happy makes him happy, even if it doesn't makes sense to him.
a/n: This is inspired by this song !!
-Stay Whimsical, Roman
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Oh the Deadpool tag is trending? I wonder why—
… oh
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