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notsentimentalll · 8 days

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just thinking about losing your virginity to logan

(nsfw: smut, loss of virginity)

“is it gonna fit?” your eyes, huge and full of lust, look up at logan. you’re batting your eyelashes innocently, but deep down, you’re genuinely worried. he’s huge.

logan chuckles above you, grabbing a hold of your thigh and rubbing soothing circles on the skin. you’re spread and eager, he can sense it. he can smell it. this subtle fear of yours is making him feel feral, like a predator hunting its prey. but the last thing he wants is to be rough with you. he would never forgive himself if he acted like an asshole tonight. after all, this was your first time. so he ignores his primal urges and gently speaks while looking into your eyes,

“we’ll make it fit, doll.” those words do nothing to calm you, but logan’s presence is just somehow soothing by itself - the way he hovers over you, the way he’s holding you and reassuring you, even the way he’s looking at you with such admiration in his eyes.

you nod back at him. the hand that was stroking your thigh moves to yours, gently wrapping around your fingers. a small smile tugs at your lips as your face lights up at the humorous sight - the man you watched ram his claws into someone’s face earlier today is holding your hand during sex.

logan grabs the base of his girth and smears your arousal up and down your glistening folds, lightly tapping your clit with the head of his cock as you let out a soft gasp. his tip enters you slowly, your anticipation rising. you squeeze his hand harder as he speaks again,

“relax, baby. i promise it won’t hurt.”

this time, you decide to take his word for it. he slowly sinks himself inside you, inch by inch, never rushing as he finally bottoms out.

“you all right, doll?” he asks, worry evident in his eyes.

“mhm.” you mumble back. you feel full, but in a good way. the pain from the stretch gradually subsides as you muster up the courage to give him the green light, “you can move, lo.”

logan’s thrusts start out slow, your gummy walls clenching around his cock almost torturously. his pace picks up as your discomfort dissipates, pleasure taking over your body. a moan slips past your lips, logan’s cock thrusting inside you at a comfortable rhythm, stretching your walls deliciously as your orgasm approaches.

“you’re doing so well, baby. that’s it.” you clench around his girth at those words, your moans and pants getting louder. logan slides a hand between your bodies to rub at your clit, his touch at your swollen nub driving you over the edge as you cum, walls fluttering around his cock. the speed of his thrusts increases and he lets out a grunt before his own orgasm crashes over him. his warm cum fills your cunt, your clit still throbbing as your chest heaves up and down. logan pulls out slowly, hand reaching out to cup your cheek as he lowers his head down to meet your gaze properly. his warm seed is dripping out of your pussy and you’re panting into each other’s mouths, lips barely touching.

“is it gonna fit?” logan suddenly mocks above you in a high-pitched voice. you giggle, hitting his chest playfully,

“way to ruin the moment, logan.” the two of you are still laughing as he dips down again, this time pressing a kiss to your lips. you moan into his mouth, his thumb caressing your cheek lovingly.

“sorry, bub. couldn’t help it.” logan mutters against your lips in a smile, his hand still holding yours.

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notsentimentalll · 8 days

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Inflation is so fucking bad we're fantasizing about stalkers leaving groceries

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notsentimentalll · 10 days

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Logan with a Dom! Woman

Description: Logan with a Dom!woman

Warning: Smut

Request: hellooo!!! may I request a fic with a submissive Logan howlett and a dom!fem!reader who consensually gropes him man titties whilst riding him to the point where Logan can’t even use words anymore because of the amount of ecstasy he feels during this experience :O????

Logan being submissive? Wade would laugh

The big bad Wolvy under a beautiful woman moaning and losing his shit as she plays with his man tits? Yes

Logan was never one for being submissive…That was until Y/N came along.

She loved being the one in control and constantly took action.

The first time they had sex, Logan was on top and took control

She let him. She let him have his fun and got him thinking that he was the one with the power

But as little mix says, “You’re the man but I got the, I got the power.”

She loved watching Logan’s face turn red as she whispered what she wanted to do to him in his ear.

He wasn’t used to this type of dominance from anyone.

Logan was in shock when they were fucking and Y/N got him on his back and took control.

She looked so sexy on top of him as she rode him hard and fast. She was chasing her orgasm but wanted to deny him of his.

To show him that she wasn’t playing.

The second he was about to cum she slid off him and he glared at her.

She chuckled and shrugged, “You aren’t cumming just yet.” She said.

He was in shock by this but watched as she instructed him to sit up against the headboard.

He was curious as to what was to come (hopefully him) so he did as he was told.

He hated not being in control but that would soon be forgotten about.

As Y/N rode him she had the urge to play with him like he does her.

He had the perfect set of man tits and they were begging to be played with.

She leaned forward and licked and sucked on one of his nipples and the other one she was using her hand to play with.

Logan wasn’t one to moan and whine but that set him off.

Activate Sub!Logan

This man was whiny like a bitch in heat as Y/N played with his tits and rode his dick.

She told him he couldn’t cum but he was begging her to let him.

“Please please sweetheart I need to cum.” She awed at his plea and giggled.

His face was red and he was breathing hard.

He really enjoyed the feeling of her hands and mouth on his tits.

“You’ve been a good boy for me Wolvy. You can cum.”

His orgasm was shattering. He has never felt anything like that before.

Y/N watched as his eyes rolled back and he whimpered and whined as she rode out his orgasm.

She had 3 orgasms prior so she was set just to pleasure him.

“Fuck.” He breathed out after he caught his breath.

“How was that?” She asked, still sitting on him.

“Fucking amazing.”

He was not opposed to that happening again.

“Good.” She purred. “Because I’m not one to beg and plead so you better get used to it.”

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notsentimentalll · 11 days

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notsentimentalll · 11 days

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sevika stop choking vi and caitlyn and come choke me instead please

AGELESS BLOGS, MINORS AND MEN DNI

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notsentimentalll · 15 days

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🕯 🕯 🕯

🕯 May you have the 🕯

🕯 absolute thirstiest 🕯

🕯 of thirst dreams of 🕯

🕯 whatever fictional 🕯

🕯 character you’re 🕯

🕯 hyper-fixating on at 🕯

🕯 the moment 🕯

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notsentimentalll · 17 days

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MOMMY?????

Sevika with a slit dress

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notsentimentalll · 20 days

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begging for an invisible!reader pt.2 ill do whatever you want 🙏🙏🙏

Your Perfume II (Logan Howlett) nsfw

A/N: age gap, student!reader x logan, 18+ f!reader, mutant reader(invisibility), kinky!logan, invisible intercourse

“Not here,” You whisper as he’s sliding a hand up your tank top and you realize you’re still in the kitchen, even if you are invisible. “They’re going to hear us.”

“Let ‘em,” He murmurs as he continues kissing your neck amorously, holding you close to him. “As long as they can’t see you.”

You protest, pushing him off gently. “Not out here.” You insist and he groans as he loses you out of his hold. He can smell you moving towards the staircase and he follows like a dog on a chain. “Come on.” Your voice calls him up the stairs where he watches your bedroom room open with a smirk before he walks in and then the door closes behind him.

Logan turns around and listens carefully. “Where’d you go, little ghost?” He teases and he hears you giggle in front of him now. His hand immediately reaches out and you gasp as he catches your shoulder. Logan laughs while pulling you back into him, one arm around your waist and the other moving along your shoulder to your neck. “Gotcha.” He says before he runs a thumb over your chin and your bottom lip, kissing you there softly as he guides you to the bed.

While he can’t see you, he can feel you in his arms, your legs wrapped around him, he can hear you whining underneath him as his fingers find their way into your dripping core. He can’t see you, but he can smell you, that perfume you wear and the scent of your arousal. Your slick covers his hand as he is pumping his fingers into you, guiding himself by the noise and the familiar anatomy of a woman. If he closes his eyes, he can picture you, your pretty face scrunched up from pleasure, your mouth open from the intensity of your approaching orgasm. His other hand is groping your breast, he can feel your shirt riding up and he pulls his fingers out of you with a squelch before he pulls your shirt off.

It appears the moment it’s off your body and he drops it on the floor with a smirk. “That’s interesting.” He says and he hears you chuckle. “Let’s see those little short come off, baby.” He instructs as gets off your bed and pulls his sweatpants off. He can hear you shuffling and then your pajama shorts appear out of thin air as you toss them on the floor. “You’ve got quite a party trick there.” He chuckles making you laugh and he guides himself off you laugh, reaching onto the bed, and feeling your knees. Your body trembles underneath his touch as he spreads your legs open and he can smell you, his mouth watering as he touches you, feeling for your core and then replaces his fingers with his tongue when he finds your center.

“Logan,” Your voice breathes out, he can feel your fingers lacing through your hair and you tug as he’s making a mess of your pussy. Drooling and groaning against your sopping folds. “Oh, fuck!” He can feel your legs tremble and he is quick to pull away. “Hm.” You whine sadly.

“Don’t worry, baby, I’m not done.” Logan smirks, picturing how dazed you must look right now as he’s feeling his way up your body. “I want you to cum on my cock.” His hands touch your hips and your belly and your breasts where he stops to suck on them, bite them, mark them while you desperately roll your hips into him. Your juices coat the length of his shaft and Logan looks down to see the sheen appear out of nowhere. “Fuck, that’s hot.” Your body moves underneath him, he feels your hands on his shoulders as he’s pushing into you. Logan can see his cock through you, he can see the way it meets the resistance of your tight cunt, the way your walls squeeze him, and it’s almost too much to handle.

“Oh, my God!” You gasp, deep indentations appearing along his shoulders as you dig your nails into him. “I can’t take it.” You whimper, but he’s too caught up in watching himself drag out of you, push back in slowly, each time his cock is slicker with your juices. Logan’s focusing so hard on not blowing his load right then, the idea of being able to see himself fuck you riling him up.

“You’re doing so good,” He praises, suddenly sitting up on his knees and he feels for your hips, holding tightly onto you as he begins fucking you hard, gasping as watches himself move through your invisible form. “Feels so fucking good.” He groans, watching his cock pump in and out of seemingly nothing, but the feeling of you so real. You’re whining and fisting the sheets so that they appear to be lifting on their own and Logan growls as your arousal begins to coat him with a creamy substance.

“I’m go-gonna-fuck!” You cry out as your body trembles in his hold and suddenly you’re appearing in front of him, shifting in and out of your visibility in tandem with the force of your orgasm. Logan groans at the sight of you writhing, pushing on him, gasping as you cum hard on his cock. And then you’re solid again, visibly fucked out and breathless as your chest is heaving from the intensity of pleasure.

“There you are.” Logan smirks, leaning over you, panting as he kisses you roughly. You wrap your arms around his neck as he’s pounding into you rhythmically and you feel his cock throb inside you. “Fuck, baby,” Logan buries his face in the crook of your neck as he releases his load. It sits deep inside you and you feel the warmth of him, the way his cock softly against your walls pulses with each spurt. “Never thought invisible sex would be quite that fun.”

You roll your eyes and playfully smack his shoulder as he chuckled, pulling out of you slowly and resting his forehead on yours. “Was it what you expected?”

Logan shook his head as he laid beside you and pulled you into his chest. “No, it was better,” He said while kissing your forehead. “Because it was with you.”

There was an overwhelming demand for a second part and I was far too excited to oblige you, kind readers! Let me know what you thought😁💕

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notsentimentalll · 20 days

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What Were You Thinking?

Summary: After saving civilians on a mission, Logan is furious that you almost died. (You didn’t almost die) He reminds you that he needs you in the most Logan-esque way possible.

Pairings: Logan Howlett x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Logan gets rough. Hair pulling, ass slapping, biting, Logan doesn’t handle his woman getting hurt very well. Dirty talk. Scott is annoying. Logan goes soft after he finishes.

A/N: If you’ve seen this on ao3, I’m the same person! I edited this so it’s a little different from my ao3 version. I like this a little more tbh.

The mission was successful. Everyone made it out alive and with minimal scratches. Well, everyone except you. You’d thrown yourself on top of civilians, trying to shield them from harm. You were a bontanokinetic, the ability to control plants, but you also had advanced healing. So even though you sustained major injuries from the bomb that went off 20 feet from you, all the civilians were safe and you were almost healed. You’d covered the civilians with plants and tree roots but only had time to cover your upper body before the blast went off. You took some debris full force, leaving you with deep cuts. Most of the them were healed by now, only the deepest still scars.

You weren’t sure that the civilians safety mattered to your boyfriend, Logan, as much as it did to you though. He always had so much adrenaline after a mission. He usually dragged you to the back of the plane and fucked you senseless to work it off. He would fuck you double when he got ahold of you this time, his fear taking the forefront. He wanted to fuck you to make sure you were real. Make sure you were safe in his arms and stuffed with his cock. He did the same when he had nightmares about you hurt or killed. He usually woke you, cock nudging at you, until he was sure you were awake. He’d plunge inside, fucking you until he was sure it had been a dream. Just a nightmare. It wasn’t real. Being buried deep inside you was the best way for Logan to bring himself back to reality. And boy, you’d fucked up this time. You were in for the most animalistic version of Logan there was.

“Are you alright?” Charles asked, hand soft on the inside of your elbow. You nodded at him, appreciative of the concern in his voice. They all knew what was to come and while they knew Logan would never hurt you, they always checked on you, to be sure you could handle him.

“LILLY.” You heard a deep voice shout your moniker and you turned towards it. Logan was striding towards you, lit cigar hanging out of his mouth. You rolled your eyes, you were fine, no one dead, the big bad in custody. He didn’t speak again until he reached you, grasping you roughly by the arm.

“What were you thinking?” He snarled, animal inside him beginning to take over.

“I was thinking I was saving some civilian lives.” You responded dryly, annoyed at his reaction. This was your job. Saving people from evil. There was always a risk with it. He needed to get over it. He began tugging you towards the helicopter, all the other mutants clearing out of your way as he thundered along.

“You could have gotten yourself KILLED.” He growled, spinning so that you were chest to chest. Even in your irritation with him you still reveled in the feel of his hard body against your softer one. He looked down on you, hazel eyes hard but laced with concern.

“I’m fine Logan, I heal nearly as fast as you do. It’s a scratch now.” You assured him, placing your hands on his chest. You moved his hands to your tattered jumpsuit leg, showing him the pretty pink scar that would disappear within the hour. His fingers trailed the puckered flesh, still sensitive from healing.

“You could have DIED.” He reiterated. His mouth crashed to yours, cigar in his hand now. His other hand grabbed the back of your neck to anchor you in place. A fire started to burn in your body and you couldn’t wait to get back to the plane. To let Logan work his frustrations and fears out, using you. You decided not to argue this time, to let him take what he needed. “I’m not losing you.” He said, his voice softer, but still a low and threatening rumble throughout his chest.

“Hey good job Lil!” A voice shouted at you from across the wreckage. “You saved the day out there. The way you handled all that debris being thrown at you? Amazing. You almost died! It was an intense moment.” Scott laughed, clapping you on the shoulder even though you were still chest to chest with Logan. The motion knocked you into him and it broke the calm over the two of you. Logan hardened, features distorted with annoyance and anger. He shot Scott a glare, mouth curling into a snarl. Scott knew that you were a sensitive spot for Logan so he’d take any opportunity to dig at Logan. Scott had never gotten over Logan’s little crush on Jean, even after the two of you had gotten together. So when the opportunity to push Logan’s buttons arose, Scott would always take it.

It didn’t make sense, he wasn’t reaping any rewards, except for keeping Logan away from Jean. Which hadn’t been an issue in at least a year and if you were being honest with yourself, wasn’t entirely Logan’s fault in the first place. The feeling had been mutual between them but Scott had a tough time seeing it that way.

Logan hauled you over his shoulder, cigar back in his mouth as he stalked towards heli-carrier that housed the X-Men on their trip back from a mission.

“Don’t you think you’re being dramatic?” You asked and only got an angry grunt in return.

“Don’t you think nearly getting yourself killed is a little dramatic?” He snapped as he walked up the ramp.

When Logan got dominant like this, it brought out his animalistic side and you ended up covered in his marks. He found your room, a shared one, and shut and locked the door behind him.

He flopped you down on the small bed, releasing himself from his uniform quicker than usual. He always went commando so he was standing before you completely naked before you even had a chance to blink. You moved to get yours off but he beat you to it, tearing the uniform with his bare hands. Charles was not going to be happy about having to replace yours, again. Logan did the same with your bra and underwear and while you thought he was being a touch ridiculous, it was also hot.

You were in for it rough this time. He was high on adrenaline, pissed, and worried. He didn’t hardly take any time to prep you, but it didn’t matter. You were so wet at the manhandling that when he thrust two fingers in you it wasn’t enough, you needed more. He replaced his fingers with his cock giving you enough time to adjust so he wouldn’t hurt you. You could hear his heavy breathing from above you, his nostrils flaring as he exercised every inch of his control. When you were ready for him you told him so and he gave you a few sharp thrusts to make sure. Logan wasn’t a small man in that area, thick and long, so he had to make sure you were ready.

Once he decided you were he started a brutal and relentless pace that only Logan could keep up with for an extended period of time. Your body heated at his dominance, the way that he chased his own release without worrying about yours. But that’s because he knew you would come either way. Your hand traveled down your body, reaching for your clit to give yourself a little extra pleasure. Before you could, your hands were pushed away, stretched out above your body as Logan’s fingers circled around it instead. His body was warm against yours, his thrusts hard and unending. His thumb circled the nub, his teeth marking your breasts. The pressure he put on your clit was intense and you pushed closer and closer to orgasm. His grunts and groans were increasing in volume and he sounded like a wild man, a caged animal. Your body ached for your orgasm, you could almost taste it, so when he bent to bite on your nipple you lost it. Screaming and clenching around him, your hips met his thrust for thrust until it was over.

Once you came down, he pulled out, flipping you onto your stomach. He crawled up your body, entering you again this time, grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking your head backwards. The arch in your back allowed him deep, his balls slapping your clit with each thrust. He bent to bite his way across your neck and shoulder, pushing you closer and closer to another orgasm.

“Think again, little girl, before you try to sacrifice yourself when I’m around.” He grunted, smacking your ass to emphasize his point. His name was falling from your lips, punctuated only by your groans. His words were the only reminder about why he was fucking you like this. Even though you didn’t sacrifice yourself, it felt like it to him. Your hands were braced on the bed, but he grabbed them one by one, not releasing your hair. He pinned them behind your back and held them down. You were at his mercy, you were his toy. You didn’t have the strength to get him off of you but you didn’t want to. You loved when he pinned you. Made you helpless for him. This was your favorite way to get fucked by Logan, hard, rough, and fast. Your second orgasm was building, and when Logan bit down on your right shoulder you fluttered around him. His bites got rougher when he got closer and he usually broke skin when he came.

 “Fuck. I’m gonna come in this sweet pussy.” He told you, teeth catching your ear and smelling your hair, his secret kink. He loved the way you smelled when you were turned on. His sense of smell was so strong that your sex pheromones always pushed him over the edge. You always knew he was close when he did this and you knew if you wanted to come a second time you’d have to work for it. But you were surprised when he let go of your hair and moved to focus on your clit instead. His circles the little bud, increasing his pressure with each pass. Before you knew it you were screaming your release, clamping down on his cock. It triggers his own orgasm and he roars, thrusting to the hilt and sinking his teeth in your shoulder hard enough to break skin. He empties himself into you, cock twitching in tune with your pussy pulsing.

“Fuck. That was fucking good.” He growled in your ear, rubbing his face against your hair to soak up your scent. He releases your arms, pulling you upright against him. “Don’t scare me like that again. I don’t want to lose you.” He admits. You nodded, your body aching from the marathon his body had put you through. He spun you, kissing you gently. “I love you.” He grunts, letting his softer side show. The two of you get dressed, stealing kisses and touches between layers of clothes. When you walk out to join the others, the bite marks Logan had left on you were only small scars, save the one that broke skin. It was red but healing, barely visible under your top.

Everyone eyes Logan warily, wondering if he’d worked out all his anger. He lays a hand softly on your hip, kissing your temple and you could feel the welcome sigh of relief from everyone else.

“Are we ready to go?” He asks, strapping you into your seat before he straps himself in. Charles nods at Scott and Storm and they start to take off.

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