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cockwarming with old man!logan ending in an creampie please 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

a/n : tysm for this request! i hope i did it justice, enjoy 🍮

Thinking about cockwarming with needy oldman!logan

You're home, lying back on the couch, legs propped up on the armrest, reading one of your favorite books, waiting for Logan to come back home. As you turn the page, you hear the keys turning the lock on the door. Pushing the door open, Logan walks in, making his way towards you.

"Hey, sweetheart," Logan says as he walks over and gives you a soft kiss on your forehead. Pulling away, he gets a look at your outfit: you're wearing his favorite frilly purple skirt and a thin baby pink camisole. Your nipples were pebbled, visible through your thin camisole, but Logan didn't mind; that was his favorite part.

"Hi, Lo," you say softly, setting your book down on the coffee table. Looking up at him, you catch his lingering eyes on your body. You tap the seat beside you, and Logan takes a seat, turning your body towards him to get a better look at him. His grey hair is scruffy, beard nicely trimmed, still wearing his work clothes, and his hazel eyes slightly darkening as he continued to eye you up and down.

"Whatcha doin', princess?" He says softly, looking down at you with hunger in his eyes, slowly licking his lips. "Just reading," you say, looking up at him. His stare is intense, making you feel small in his presence. "Enjoying your book?" he says. "Mhm, you picked out a good one," you say, smiling up at him.

Smiling at you, he leans over, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you up to his lap. "Lo," you giggle, now comfy between his legs, grabbing your face, he goes to kiss your cheek, "You look beautiful, sweetheart," he whispers into your cheek that's pressed against his face.

his greying beard rubbing against your cheek as he continues to plant little kisses all over your face. "What's gotten into you, Lo?" You softly giggle as his beard continues to tickle your cheeks. "Look at yourself, princess," Logan growls against your skin. "You look fuckin' hot all dolled up f'me reading like the smart girl you are." Thighs straddling him, you could feel something hard poking at your damp panties.

"You're dripping, princess," Logan chuckles as his cock strains against his dress pants, feeling your cunt dripping into his pants. "You need Daddy's cock to feel you up, sweetheart? Your needy little cunt, can't wait, huh?" Logan's hand reaches down towards your panties, finger hooking over the fabric, pulling it to the side. "She wants to be stuffed full, hmm?" Logan runs his thick finger against your slick folds.

"Mhm." You whimper, lips pouting as Logan's finger slips out. Your expression makes Logan's cock throb; your eyes are slightly watering, your lips are pouted, your cheeks are flushed, and he hasn't even fucked you yet.

Your eyes focus on Logan's rough, calloused hands as his fingers move to unbuckle his belt, then unbutton his pants. "Up on your knees, princess." He taps the side of your thighs; you raise your hips. He pulls his pants down, then his boxers, freeing his red, leaking cock.

Your hands reach towards him greedily, and Logan shakes his head, "Hands down, sweetheart. I want you to pick up that book f'me." You look at him with a confused expression, but you follow his order, your hand reaching back to pick up the book you were reading. One hand on the book as you wrap the other around Logan's neck to keep your balance.

"I want you to read to me," he says, still a bit clueless as to what he was trying to pull off, but you just go along with it. Eyes focused on the book in front of you, you start to read. Logan's hands sneak around your waist, one hand slipping to your ass, giving it a gentle smack. Your voice shakes a bit, but you carry on reading, pulling you closer. Logan plants kisses down your neck. You feel his leaking tip prodding at your entrance, his hands guiding you down his cock.

"This little cunt is going to squeeze me tight." Logan groans into your neck, your walls clenching him tight as his cock splits you open. "Mmm," you let out a quiet moan as you try to steady your voice, but you can feel Logan's cock pulsating inside your cunt.

"I want to hear your voice, sweetheart. Come on, speak up." Logan taps at the side of your face, your lips quivering but continuing to read. "Your doin' s'good, princess." His hand raises to push your hair behind your ear to get a better look at you. Your hazy eyes are still focused on your book, warm rosy cheeks and lips quivering as you try reading. He could stay like this forever if he could just watching as you fall apart in his arms.

Trying your hardest to focus on the words in front of you, your eyebrows furrow. You can feel Logan's cock hitting your cervix as he fully buries himself to the hilt, not moving one bit. Logan's cock was girthy, and without the proper stretch, it hurt, but you liked feeling the pain of the stretch.

You continue to read a couple more pages till Logan groans into your ear, "Ready for your reward, princess?" Finally looking up into his lust-filled eyes, you give him a shaky nod, lips pouting out as you mumble, "Please, Lo." Head falling into the crook of his neck as he grabs your hips, slowly pulling you up and slamming you down on his cock. "Mmm, l-lo," you mumble out shakily as Logan increases his pace, hips bucking into you as he groans into your ear.

Logan's cock was girthy, and you never really got used to his size, but he'd never push you. "You good, sweetheart?" He groans, feeling your walls spasm around his cock. "Feel s'good" you mutter softly, feeling that warm sensation in your lower stomach, feeling that tight knot about to snap. You become a mumbling mess, eyes squeezed tight and body trembling. "Come on, let it out, sweetheart," Logan whispers into your ear. Your stomach convulses, riding out your high as Logan's cock keeps you stuffed full.

"Atta girl," Logan's hand comes up to rest at your head, combing his fingers through your hair. Logan's cock is pulsating quicker, feeling his balls tightening, ready for release. "Daddy's gonna' fill you full till you're dripping, princess." Groaning, he stills your hips, keeping you tight against him as his cock twitches inside you, warm cum shooting deep into your cunt.

Logan's cock keeps pulsating inside you, squirting every last bit of cum into you. "You did amazing, sweetheart," Logan mumbles into your hair. Pulling your head up, he finally gets a good look at your fucked-out face. Damp hair slicked to the sides of your face, lips red and swollen from biting on them too hard, tears staining your flushed cheeks, you looked like a dream.

"S'full," you mumble out, feeling your legs slick with your arousal as you feel him start to leak out of your cunt. You bring your head down to lean on his chest as you listen to his heartbeat steady. You loved moments like these when Logan would put his needs first for once because he would do absolutely anything for you.

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Old Man Logan come home the kids miss you….

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“Logan uses bub as an insult” so what if I’m into that? now, what? what if I’m turned on? cuff me.

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old man logan can heal ny daddy issues.. i just read ur professor logan fic and i love u sooooo much for it. i wish logan was my father figure slash boyfriend.. a dad bf if u will. hes soooo dad it makes me want to cry ☹️

logan is so big and strong and old wise, he would be the perfect dad. he’d be so strict and make sure you’re well behaved and he’d definitely pull the “my house, my rules” card which is so unfair. there’s no inappropriate outfits or backtalk or staying up past midnight. but he’d also be so affectionate and he’d always have you in his lap and playing with your hair/rubbing your skin. ugh i love him <3

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Imagine…

👽: RAHH ITS LIKE 6:30 AM!!! Had a dream about him and…enjoy.

❌:NOT Proof Read

��️: The WORST Wolverine x Reader

⚠️: very spicy.

📖: Imagine you’re backed up against the freezing brick wall of some random dive bar alley. Neon flickering and buzzing overhead. Logan’s hands and lips all over you…

★ Your neck, jawline, nipping at your earlobe. His hands pulling at the hem of your shirt, slipping under and grazing your skin. You can feel the cool air, making goosebumps in his wake. And can pick up the faint scent of whiskey on his breath, his eyes sharp, heated. And they read ‘complete trouble…’

★ “Mmh…t-this is a bad idea,” you whisper, cheeks flushed from the alcohol still dancing in your system, breath hitching as his calloused hands slowly, deliberately trace every curve and contour beneath your top. All ten fingertips testing, teasing. terrible…

★ “Hon, I’ll be the best ‘bad idea’ you ever had in your life.” Logan hums into the nape of your neck, sucking a hickey into the flesh, making you squirm. He only smirked against your skin before coaxing another soft mewl from you with a light nip.

★ Then, without warning, his mouth crashes into yours. Sudden, very sudden, despite anticipating it for the last ten minutes here against this wall, he took your breath away. Teeth clanking against each other, that fruity drink from earlier still lingering on your tongue, mixing a heady concoction with his much harsher flavor.

★ His hands are greedy, unapologetically so. Pulling you impossibly closer, he kicks your feet apart, hands moving to reach for your wrists, pinning them above your head effortlessly. He secures them with one large hand, his free one continuing to explore, to seek out. His hips begin to slowly grind against yours, letting you feel exactly what you do to him while he simply pops open your bottoms with a bit too much ease. Groaning, he shoves past your underwear, wasting no time to show you how ‘bad’ of an idea this truly is.

★ And you let him, knowing full well he’s awful for you—but damn if he doesn’t make awful feel so fucking amazing…

👽: I’m so DOWN BAD UGHH RAHHHHH REAUGHHHHH!!!!!

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Old man Logan p☆rn links

A porn link post dedicated to old man Logan because he IS the hottest Logan and I'm ovulating so badly rn I gotta satisfy this craving somehow if I can't actually have him😔

You can find part 1 by clicking here

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• No matter how many times you cum on his cock, old man Logan needs you to give him one more, he loves seeing you cum for him.

• The best things that come with having sex with old man Logan are the intimate, naked cuddles afterwards.

• The closer you and old man Logan get to cumming, the needier and sloppier your kisses become.

• The way you run your hands through his greying hair while you make out has shivers running down old man Logans spine (this is literally the hottest video i have ever seen guys this is getting me too horny, if I can't kiss my man like this i dont want him)

• Old man Logan is more than cabable to drive the limousine with only one hand if his needy girl sits next to him.

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You guys loved the first part, so here is a second. I know, I may sound deprived, but WHO THE FUCK is the guy in the first few videos? Asking for a friend I need to know ASAP🙏🏻

I can't stop watching the fourth video its making my stomach do flips ya'll I wanna make out w Logan like that for hours. Why is life so unfair

Born to be old man Logans wife, forced to write fanfics about him and cry

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♡ p!links with logan howlett iii ♡

18+ NSFW ☁︎ part i part ii

old man!logan is very gentle with his sweet girl, taking his time to fuck your sweet pussy

old man!logan loves rimming, sloppily licking at your hole, and massaging your pussy pt.2

dbf!logan was trusted by your parents to share a hotel room with you since you two get along well; little do they know you spend your morning sucking his fat cock

sensual mutual masturbation with old man!logan

rimming with old man!logan, because you also have to please your old man, or how else would he relieve his stress pt.2

professor!logan cannot continue to bear your teasing, placing you on his desk and slapping his fat cock on your pussy

going over to dbf!logan's house was always a nice treat

you and dbf!logan get some alone time when the house is empty, and he takes this chance to get back at you for always teasing him around your parents

dbf!logan is so needy, pumping his fat cock while lapping at your pussy like a thirsty little pup.

you give dbf!logan a boob job, and let him fuck you raw while recording so he can watch it with you later

pissing all over dbf!logan's cock, and he makes a mess all over your pussy

ʚ xtras ɞ

giving dbf!logan a rim job, and after he rewards you by fucking you dumb

dbf!logan training your holes to make sure your insides are molded to the shape of his cock

a/n : i’ve started moon knight, and i’m getting ideas might make a little something idk i’ll see. i’m also thinking of making a part two to the bucky barnes p!links soon! hope you all enjoyed🍮

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winner’s choice

dividers by @/saradika

pairing: cage fighter!logan howlett x reader

warnings: virgin reader, light hair pulling, dry humping, oral sex (m receiving), face fucking, smut 18+

This is me elaborating on this post.

“you just won’t give up, will you?”

logan’s hard to read as he sighs his words; still, you swallow your nerves and offer yourself once more.

“just want to congratulate the winner,” you smirk as you eye the fighter enjoying a dying cigar and his third drink of the night.

hopeful eyes search for his but he simply shakes his head. his dogtags jingle a soft song as he stands, digging into his pocket as he leaves his day’s earnings on the bar counter.

“don’t forget your coat, it’s cold out,” he grunts out as he makes his way out of the bar.

you response is quick as you reach for his arm to stop him, “can’t you warm me up?”

his muscles flex in your hold, but he’s quick to shake you off with a dry laugh, “don’t even know what you’re asking for. stay warm.”

with heat growing between your thighs you leave enough money to cover your share before running out the door. almost immediately you’re hit with the cold air and an empty parking lot.

your teeth bit at your lip as you watch the wolverine land punch after punch.

mesmerized, you take in his glistening skin. you watch every flex of his muscles as he circles his opponent in the cage.

the crowd shout cheers and curses when logan takes a hard punch to the jaw, but you know he’s just getting started.

with seething teeth, the wolverine throws the last punch. his opponent loses his balance as he falls against the cage before losing consciousness.

joining the loud cheers, you celebrate his nth win.

your joyful screams are drowned with the others as gamblers empty their wallets and fill yours.

you push through the drunk crowds as you reach his corner of the cage. looking up you see a bloody fist rise an inch of whiskey to his lips.

pressing your hand against the cage, your fingers reach for his body as you shamelessly ask, “can i buy you another?”

despite the loud crowd, you can hear his scoff.

standing on the pedestal, he stands taller than ever as he stares down at you. the lights behind him hide his face, but you know he’s has the same playful smile.

“spending all your prize money on me?”

“is a drink too much?”

your eyes dip below his belt, it’s only for a second, but he catches it.

“how bout a helping hand?”

your eyes follow him as he steps out of the cage. standing in the light, you see a large bruise decorating his jaw and your fingers twitch to ease his pain.

“a hand?”

“or mouth?”

blood pumping from adrenaline travels to his cock as he looks into your eyes.

“winner’s choice,” you wink.

they are filled with lust but he sees through your act.

he sees the way your leg bounces nervously when you flirt with in at the bar.

his ears pick up on your shaky breath as you offer yourself to him once more.

testing his theory, healing knuckles brush your cheek, shocking you both. you swear, his touch has your skin tingling as his hand travels to the back of your neck. he pulls you close causing you to fall onto his chest and your hands land on his bare chest to maintain your balance.

freezing under his touch, all confidence seems to vanish from your body and a smirk appears on his face. he lets his eyes fall to your parted lips and wastes no time pressing a soft kiss on them.

barely pulling away, his lips slightly brush against yours as he whispers his next words, “maybe next time.”

after that kiss, your efforts at getting your hand in his pants double.

you sit closer to him at the bar, brushing your knee against his as you sip on your drink. throughout the night you make it your mission to turn your body to face him, slotting your knee between his.

his eyes pick up the way you scoot yourself closer to him, your knee rubbing against his inner thigh.

“you’re playing a dangerous game.”

his words bring a smile to your face, “doesn’t seem like you mind.”

his eyes follow yours as you hint at his stiff cock.

the outline of his cock has your mouth watering as it fights against the dark denim. the head of his cock rests against his thigh, the tip sits closer to your knee when you scoot yourself even closer.

“i can help with that.”

the words leave your mouth before you can think of the consequences.

the battle logan fights in his head is evident, his hand stopping yours when it begin to slide up his thigh. he starts to shake his head, fails to say no, instead he whispers, “come on.”

your heart pounds with excitement as you let him pull you to the empty restroom.

with your back against the locked door, his hands cradle your neck, pulling you into a rough kiss.

your head spins when he kisses you, the kiss is nothing like your last one.

the kiss is messy. his tongue peeks out to lick your bottom lip, a silent command to let him in.

inexperienced and lost, you keep your mouth shut, instead you thread your fingers through his hair and tug.

the groan that escapes his lips has you tugging against, this time harder.

“you have no idea what you do to me.”

the confession has you pulling away, your lips shining with his spit and your eyes wide.

“really?” your eyebrows raised to your forehead, questioning if the man sporting the biggest hard on is actually attracted to you.

he only chuckles before pulling you into another kiss. his lips part, waiting for your tongue, but he’s only met with your lips once more. your lips kiss his teeth.

he should have known right then and there, it’s clear you lack experience.

embarrassment floods your veins but he pays it no mind. he mumbles a soft, “open up.”

instead of oversharing, you listen.

his lower lip slots between yours, licking your upper lip before he deepens the kiss. he slips his tongue inside and gently licks yours. he tastes like cigars and whiskey, the combination making you lightheaded.

fingers tangled in his hair fall to the nape of his neck, pulling him closer, letting him take control.

the hands that cradle your face tilt your head to the right, handling you so he can suck your tongue into his mouth.

its a weird sensation, one that has you whining and pressing your body against his.

his knees pushes itself between your thighs, urging you to grind on his thigh. warm between your legs you grind harder against his thigh, desperate to ease the ache that been growing inside you for weeks.

a hand holding your face drops to your waist. sneakily, his hand slips in your butt pocket, squeezing your flesh through the denim, pushing you harder against him. it’s a playful squeeze which causes you to gasp against his mouth.

“you all talk?”

theres a smirk on his face when he pulls away. your eyes still shut, brows twisted as the pleasure begins to take over. your lips shine with the combination of spit and still waiting for his next kiss.

it takes a moment for you to recover. shaking your head ‘no’ you fall to your knees before he can mutter another teasing word.

swallowing down your nerves, you stare at the bulge in front of you. undoing his pants you’re immediately met with a trial of hair sitting above his cock. logan helps you by pushing down his jeans and suddenly your face to face with his cock.

his cock sinks from its own heavy weight, but you’re quick to catch him. wrapping a warm hand around his cock, squeezing softly.

pressing a soft kiss on the tip of his cock, humming at his salty taste. mimicking his kisses from earlier you stick out your tongue and lick, wetting his cock further, easing the tip into your warm mouth.

“that’s it,” his head tilts back, “so good.”

the praise goes straight between your thighs and you flutter your eyes closed. heavy weight of him presses onto your tongue as you slide your mouth up his cock.

curling your hand around the length your mouth can’t reach, you attempt to set a slow pace. it’s miscalculated and awkward, almost as if you’re trying to tease him.

he whispers encouraging words when you do manage to set a pace, but it’s quickly lost when you pull off to suck in a deep breath.

“can you help me?”

eyes fall to your teary ones. logan stares at your helpless look, lips swollen and shiny with your spit. his cock wet with your drool, twitches in front of your warm mouth.

he doesn’t say a word, instead he steps closer to you. losing your balance on your knees, your ass lands on your heels, before your head can hit the wall, logan squeezes his hand behind you.

trapped between the wall and his body, you have no where to go. with no room to move you’re forced to stare up at the grinning man.

“open up,” he mumbles the same orders, smearing the tip of his cock on your lips.

widening your mouth logan wastes no time slapping his cock on your tongue. he lets out a soft sigh when you wrap your lips around him, sucking around his leaking tip.

mastering what you failed to do, logan sets a steady pace, thrusting into your mouth and giving you a second to breath between every other thrust.

the hand behind your head scratches your scalp reminding you the wall is keeping you in your place. wetting his cock, you suppress a giggle when curly hairs tickle your nose.

curses fall past his lips when he hits the back of your throat, groaning when you swallow around his cock. the feeling of your throat closing has him leaning on the wall, “that’s it, so good for me.”

eager to please him you swallow again, ignoring fuzzy feeling in your head and your desperate need to breathe.

blinking the tears out of your eyes, you stare up at logan, moaning when you see him.

a broken moan escapes his lips, brows tight and furrowed in concentration. his eyes roll back, balls tightening and threatening to spill into your mouth.

he warns you.

a loud groan fills the room, but that only makes you work harder.

your nails dig into his thighs, pushing his hips close to your face. ignoring the painful ache in your jaw, the urge to pull off and get a second to breath, you watch as the man you’ve been hunting is finally falling off the edge.

“fuck.”

his thrusts stutter as he spills into your mouth. he comes down your throat and you hum at the taste. it’s interesting.

stronger than the salty taste that lingered on your lips from his teasing taps. it’s manly and a lot, making you panic to swallow everything.

he manages to regain his bearing when as he steps back, giving you space to ease the grow pain in your knees.

“you okay?”

he helps you stand with shaky knees.

with a sore jaw, you mouth a silent ‘yes’ before you clear your scratchy throat with a cough.

“was that okay?”

instead of answering, logan pulls you in for a kiss. barely giving you time to recover, he reaches down your jeans, popping the button.

your hand catches his wrist before he can go any further, “wait.”

he hums in response, trailing his lips down your neck, “what is it?”

“i’ve never done this before.”

Logan Howlett Masterlist

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Hiiiiii sorry for my unplanned hiatus for the past few months I’ve been so busy with life n stuff but I’m baaaackkk I’ll get through some of the requests soon n send more through ill hop right to them as soon as possible

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I think Logan would absolutely enjoy fucking you dumb, especially if you're a mouthy person who's too smart for your own good. He'd love to shut up those quick jabs and witty remarks by turning you speechless in any way he knows he can.

Lips crashing, covering yours completely. Tongue in your mouth. Hand easily closing in on your throat, or pushing your face down against a pillow, ass up in the air for him—like what he's doing now. He'd overwhelm you with his body to the point of you blanking out.

He'd do it with his words, too, growling filth in your ear as he pounds into your hole, the squelching sounds getting louder as he gives you more.

"Where's that smart mouth now, sweetheart?" He taunts, two big fingers in your mouth, not enough to make you gag but heavy on your tongue. You let out a throaty groan, lips sucking on his fingers as he moans in your ear at the sensation.

"This mouth ain't just good for talking, huh? Would make you suck my cock if I didn't wanna fuck you so bad," he laughs breathlessly, hips pistoning into you, chest against your back.

You mewl his name when he takes his fingers out your mouth, moving them down to pleasure you between your legs. A shiver down his spine when your sounds devolve into a louder scream. God, he loves the sound of that.

"Yeah? Like that, baby?"

"Yes—yes—"

He feeds off the fact that he's the only one able to reduce you to this. Only he can turn you into a greedy, desperate little thing with a limited vocabulary of four simple words:

"Logan", "yes", "please", and "more".

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getting overstimmed wt oldman logan plsplspls

oldman!logan + over stimulation

usually happens when you're being bratty

he will tie your wrists behind your back with his tie and play with you for HOURS

the pleasure slowly turns into a mix of slight pain (not to the point of using your safeword tho)

he'll mumble something like, "c'mon, sweetheart... thought you wanted my attention? what? is this too much for you, huh?"

SPANKING !!!

oldman!logan loves spanking you right before you reach your high

he also pays special attention to your clit, whether it be with his hand or his mouth

most of the time, logan doesn't even know he's over stimulating you but once he finds out how much you enjoy it, he will go out of his way to do it more often

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OLD MAN!LOGAN HOWLETT X YOUNGER!READER

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Spooning with Logan but it’s his calloused hands snaking under your shirt to grasp at your warm skin and his lips nibbling at your neck and his cock rutting against your ass until he hurriedly pulls his pants down and starts fucking your thighs while you’re still fast asleep :3

You feel so good, he thinks to himself, palms flat against your sides, fingertips brushing against your ribs. Warm, soft, all dulled and squishy—all for him, all for him.

The head of his cock presses where your panties cover your entrance, half-tempted to take you right then and there if the guilt of waking you up wouldn’t eat him alive. Instead he slots himself against your back, sighs in relief when your thighs cushion him just right, and thanks every god he knows that you’re a heavy sleeper.

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Thinking about Logan with a reader who teaches the youngest mutants at the school. I’m talking about kindergarteners, so if you don't like kids, click off now. This is also purely self indulgent because I teach kindergarten

Anyways can you imagine his reaction when he first meets you? Sweet little thing, bright eyed, wide smile, with brightly patterned dresses and tops and skirts? He wants to ruin you. 

And don't get me started on how he feels when he SEES you interacting with your students. He’s so far gone it isn’t even funny. Seeing you deal with scraped knees, kissing them better, playing with the kids, running from them in some silly game, laughing, cheeks flushed and what the HELL is wrong with him? He’s the big bad Wolverine, but you, with your bright smiles and hopeful eyes and soft, calming voice, have him weak in the knees. 

Plus his breeding kink goes into overdrive, imagining how good you’d look with HIS kid in your arms specifically. 

But holy shit, when you two have been dating a while and you let him sit in on your classes this man is the biggest teddy bear you’ll ever see. Patiently colouring with one kid, while another naps in his lap. Your ovaries will explode, You will get baby fever, There is no escape. 

And the kids LOVE him, asking when Mr Logan is coming back, if he’ll take them on a ride on his motorcycle, if he can come again tomorrow. 

He’ll walk you to your classroom door, press a soft kiss to your mouth (ignoring the EWWW’s from any early students) and leave you with a see you later.

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Wolverine chases Scott's lasers do we agree

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Thinking about Logan with a reader who teaches the youngest mutants at the school. I’m talking about kindergarteners, so if you don't like kids, click off now. This is also purely self indulgent because I teach kindergarten

Anyways can you imagine his reaction when he first meets you? Sweet little thing, bright eyed, wide smile, with brightly patterned dresses and tops and skirts? He wants to ruin you. 

And don't get me started on how he feels when he SEES you interacting with your students. He’s so far gone it isn’t even funny. Seeing you deal with scraped knees, kissing them better, playing with the kids, running from them in some silly game, laughing, cheeks flushed and what the HELL is wrong with him? He’s the big bad Wolverine, but you, with your bright smiles and hopeful eyes and soft, calming voice, have him weak in the knees. 

Plus his breeding kink goes into overdrive, imagining how good you’d look with HIS kid in your arms specifically. 

But holy shit, when you two have been dating a while and you let him sit in on your classes this man is the biggest teddy bear you’ll ever see. Patiently colouring with one kid, while another naps in his lap. Your ovaries will explode, You will get baby fever, There is no escape. 

And the kids LOVE him, asking when Mr Logan is coming back, if he’ll take them on a ride on his motorcycle, if he can come again tomorrow. 

He’ll walk you to your classroom door, press a soft kiss to your mouth (ignoring the EWWW’s from any early students) and leave you with a see you later.

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Spooning with Logan but it’s his calloused hands snaking under your shirt to grasp at your warm skin and his lips nibbling at your neck and his cock rutting against your ass until he hurriedly pulls his pants down and starts fucking your thighs while you’re still fast asleep :3

You feel so good, he thinks to himself, palms flat against your sides, fingertips brushing against your ribs. Warm, soft, all dulled and squishy—all for him, all for him.

The head of his cock presses where your panties cover your entrance, half-tempted to take you right then and there if the guilt of waking you up wouldn’t eat him alive. Instead he slots himself against your back, sighs in relief when your thighs cushion him just right, and thanks every god he knows that you’re a heavy sleeper.