#*sel

[daily-dose-of-dopamine]

faded and balling

DO NOT REPOST TO PINTEREST!

[sellieloves]

they were made specifically for me to enjoy (pink lover) (pretty girl lover)

[daybreaksys]

[hifuus]

Serial Experiments Lain (1998)

[thinkinonsense]

hiii! just logan idea <3 so he makes reader squirt for the first time and then just like. loses it. could for for hours making reader squirt over and over and over. this man does NOT care about the mess, he prob likes it let’s be so fr.

-🍋

anything logan and squirting related has me 😵‍💫

- soaked.

x trilogy!logan howlett x fem!reader

it's a normal friday night in the mansion. everyone is outside enjoying the movie that scott and jean put on for the students. meanwhile, inside the mansion logan's finally managed to get you all to himself.

he's got you with your back flat against his mattress, lips red and pouty in an attempt to keep up with his, and your nails digging into his bicep with every grind of his hips.

this thing that you've got going on between the two of you is fairly new. barely making it pass heated makeout sessions before getting interrupted by a mission or a meeting. tonight though, you both were determined.

"is this alright?" logan asks, slipping his hand under your black skirt.

you nod eagerly, kissing along his jaw.

"need to hear ya'." he states sternly, teasing you against the thin cotton.

"y-yes, it's alright." you whine, wiggling your hips. logan was more than pleased to be greeted with your leaky arousal.

"what's got ya' so wet, sweetheart?" his breath ghosts along your ear.

"you."

one simple word unleashed the animal in him. slowly teasing your folds, rubbing your button a couple times before sinking two fingers inside of you. logan distracts you from the slightly painful stretch with a tender kiss.

"fuck, you're so tight." he groans against your lips as his fingers start to pump in and out of you.

one by one, pretty moans spill from your lips only making logan harder. he begins to kiss down the valley of your breasts, leave little hickeys along the way. logan's speed doesn't let up as he moves south, until he finds that special spot.

"that's the spot, huh?" he smirks, kissing the inside of your thigh. your fingers clutch onto his little kitten tuffs as a string of curses and moan follow.

suddenly, there's an sort of pressure building up inside of you. almost like you needed to release something...

"w-wait, lo! fuck!"

but it was too late.

a warm gush of slick covers logan's arm, chest, and a little on his face, completely soaking him as your orgasm washes over you. barely able to catch your breath, you fail to notice that he removed his fingers and stared at you in awe. neither of you thought this was possible.

"l-look, logan i'm so sorry–"

cut off by the broken sob escaping you, logan found himself glued to your messy cunt. lazily licking up your arousal for his own pleasure now. softly humping the mattress as his tongue fucks it's way inside of you.

"uh, shit! p-please, don't stop." you cry, wrapping your legs around logan's head like if you two were training downstairs.

too lost in between your legs to even hear your praise. logan was determined to get you there again, to make you squirt on his face again. eyes closed, focused on your every move. he was going to get you there.

"c'mon, honey..." he barely lifts up to say, fingering you at a much faster pace now. "need ya' to do that one more time. can ya' do that for me, princess?"

as fucked out as you were, you managed to give him a weak nod before pushing him back against your cunt. happily, logan continued until he's got you grinding on his face and making lewd sounds.

"l-lo, i'm gonna..." you try to warm him but he already knew it was coming.

the taste of you couldn't be compared to any dessert. logan's never tasted anything this sweet.

"atta fuckin' girl." he grunts in between licking up your mess from your thighs to your cunt. "knew you could do it, honey."

[mintaii]

thought 'what if they played werewolves' and then went 'they would get luffy out first bcos they realized he could end the game in less than 5 minutes'

[b1ttersweet-dreams]

i lost my mind just a little bit i am. not entirely normal about her yes this is a serial experiments lain crossover

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Mercedes-Benz 500 SEL 5.0 AMG, 1984. The personal car of AMG North America founder and CEO Richard Buxbaum is to be offered at auction directly from his ownership. The W126 S-class dates from the time when AMG was an independent tuner and the upgrades outfitted under the personal supervision of Hans Werner Aufrecht, one of the founders of AMG. More recently the car, known as Blueberry, has undergone a $120,000 recommissioning

auction listing

[witchrealms]

(x)

[heckermin]

[cyliph]

"No one answers his choked cries. He is alone.

No, not altogether alone. He has Her, and She hovers over him, eyes glinting. They both know she could help him, free them both from containment. Or just simply kill them both. He's at her mercy, powerless. Is she pleased at this? he wonders. Would she find it amusing that he now knows why she was so scared?

Perhaps. The emperor chuckles and traces his cheek. "Ah, Al-An." she says, and it's with Robin's voice."

(Commission for @vaultbuggo, writing by them)

[ghostsofharrenhal]

East Blue Crew

[sellieloves]

pathetic scruffy cat goes bird hunting

[wiredzerotwo]

lain by 苒 @Ranm12s

[worth-this-and-more]

i lied. put your clothes back on. i'll tell you how selwyn fought so hard to keep from succumbing to his blood but then sacrificed his humanity for bree; and how this girl bree gave up her own freedom for a last desperate hope that sel could be saved by natasia.

[thinkinonsense]

first sleepover with worst!logan *mdni

the two of you hadn't been together very long before you invited logan to stay over; and to say he was hesitant would be an understatement.

"i'm not sure, princess..." he mumbles, getting up from the couch to leave again.

"c'mon lo..." you purr, stopping him by crawling into his lap. "it's getting late anyways."

this was the latest he had been over; almost three am. you weren't sure why he was so insistent on leaving, during the day he would hang around your apartment for hours but when night falls, he's eager to go. none of it made sense to you but to logan, it was crystal.

to start, he didn't want you to get too attached. logan couldn't have a sweet young girl like yourself get wrapped up in his twisted ways. from the moment first saw you in your silky, tiny nightgown he knew he wouldn't last a whole night alone with you.

"ain't gotta worry about me, sweetheart." he said, tucking a strand of lose hair behind your ear. "i can take care of myself out there."

you look up at him with these sad pouty lips that remind logan of one of the many times he's been shot in his lifetime. he loathed how soft you're making him; smoothing ever sharp edge of him until you've molded him into your perfect mate.

"pretty please, logan." you whine, wrapping both arms around his neck. the begging was only making it worse for him.

"i don't want to have to do this, doll face." he sighed, hands unknowingly traveling to your hips and playing with this silk.

"then stay here with me."

logan didn't think he was this weak. the old him would've just barked in your face and stormed out of the apartment already; but instead he's being dragged into your bedroom. the only part of your apartment that logan has never seen. well, technically he's peeked in once or twice but he's never been inside. everything about the room reminded him of you. soft pastels plastered everywhere and cute little decorations littered about.

what really got him was your bed. baby blue sheets with matching pillows and a decorative heart pillow front and center. if wade saw him sitting in this girly bed, logan would never hear the end of it. but for her? he would lay here until he died.

"whatcha think?" you ask him with a small smile.

"looks just like you; pretty and vibrant." he says, one hand on your jaw to pull you into a quick kiss.

logan stripped himself of his shirt before climbing in next to you. both of you laid on your sides with one of logan's arms wrapped firmly around your abdomen in the quiet bedroom. time passes and logan thinks he's finally got himself under control; falling asleep peacefully for once.

"mmm... lo..." you groan softly from your slumber.

logan wasn't an idiot, he knew what has happening. it wasn't easy but he tried to block you out, ignoring your sweet cries for him which had become manageable until you began squirming against him; your volume increasing little by little.

finally, he had to put an end to this torture. both large hands placed on your waist tightly and almost harshly to stop your movements, ultimately awakening you.

"lo, what are you-"

"can't even behave while sleeping, huh?" his voice was hot against your ear. logan's right hand travels up the nightgown to paw at your chest in a way that made your eyes roll back. his left hand travels south, exposing the thin matching material underneath your nightgown which sends your head flying back against his shoulder. the movement exposes your neck to him, biting and licking as he pleases.

"s-s-sorry for... for w-waking you up-p." you apologize, moving against his lower hand.

"no need to apologize, dollface." logan chuckles darkly at the eagerness and candor in your voice. "this is a much better sleepover than i imagined."