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Older bf logan who loves seeing how many times he can make you cum on his tongue until you start crying from how good it feels 🫣

tw: smut, f!reader, oral (f receiving), praise, squirting, overstim, logan having a crying kink, age gap, slight subspace. mdni/+18.

his tongue has been lapping at you for what feels like hours, face pressing messy against your skin as he growls into you. you're twisted up in a way you didn't think capable until dating logan, his grips pressing your thigh open wide.

you've leaked all over the man, legs still weak from squirting a handful of minutes ago. the sight was divine, logan unable to stop himself from diving his tongue to coast across after witnessing the sight.

your boyfriend's stare shines a wild gleam at your choked-out gasps, peeking up to get a look at the tears welling in your eyes.

"just one more, sweetheart," logan begs through a mumble, lips barely moving from their sucking of your swollen clit. your back arches at the following strokes of the flat of his tongue, gaze growing blurry with a fresh round of tears. "be good, 'n gimme one more, alright?"

despite its exhaustion, your body gives into logan easily. it's as if he possesses complete control of you, your pleasure cemented to whatever flick his fingers or tongue chooses to carry out against you. pussy pulsing and face pouting, you ripple with your orgasm and mewling sobs that roll logan's eyes to the back of his head.

you're too out of it to notice the older man retreating from your legs, planting kisses all the way up to your bit-swollen lips. his face and beard are practically soaked as he coos at you, fingers wiping at the damp skin of your cheeks.

"that's my good girl," logan praises over your blubbers, rolling to his side to scoot you in his arms. you clutch at him tightly, the wave of cries overtaking you stirring up something thick and hard in logan's pants.

god, he loves to see you weep.

send more older bf!logan thoughts!

© 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐚

“I taste her and realize I have been starving.”

— Jodi Picoult 

Queen is back (me). And has watched tlou S2e2 finally, right after a quick recap of season 1 cuz I forget (a lot).

Crying as if I didn’t play the game pffffsshhh yeaaaaaa I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine I’m alright I’m alright IM OK IM NOT OK

You cannot hurt this man, please stop it.

#NEEDTHAT

Bitches be like: I watch Deadpool 3 for the plot!

Meanwhile the plot:

Firsr up, as he is rather short(5 feet and smth), he might have a secret thing for wayyy taller women.

Second headcanon, he tried footwear with built-in standers to make him seem taller but they got uncomfortable and trully embarassed him.

tiny people problem

logan is around 5 feet tall, yes?

assuming the shelves at the supermarket is over 6 feet tall, our little tough man can't reach the top shelves for his maple syrup.

he has obviously tried to use a plastic stool but it broke cause of his weight

so, what does he do?

if ororo is free he gets her to tag along, if not her.... maybe scott ...because he's reasonable and not gonna tease the shit out of logan like other's will cause they are waiting for the moment of weakness to appear, to strike, for all the teases and snark logan has blessed them over the years.

if those 2 are not present for whatever UN-meeting-or-peace-coordinating-mission reasons, ....and if he's feeling petty ..... for a certain blond telepath calling him mean mean untrue things ..... and maybe mind controlling him a few times....

next time logan is seen leaving a grocery store, he has all the top shelf items, looking fashionable in one of emma's corsets and earrings, in tight pair of pants, strutting along with the cart in her 12 inch stripper heels.... ;-)

( heee hee heee! )

if you have silly headcanons, reblog and comment!!

:-) :-)

This hits different when your hard on your period

Kinktober day 10, pain kink w/logan howlett, 18+ !

logan loved pain.

after he’s gone through so much in one life time, the thin lines between pain and pleasure began to blur, fusing into each other. It didn’t bother him anymore, and instead, turned him on.

This had dawned on you completely by accident, when you were watching him being scolded for having yet another cigar in the school. He scoffed, waiting for Scott to walk away before he pressed the butt of it into his skin, you furrowing an eyebrow at him when you walked into the kitchen, his mouth forming an “o” shape and letting out what sounded like a low moan as he put it out on the palm of his hand.

He glanced up at you, mouth closing and pretending as if nothing had just happened. You rummaged through the cabinets, giving him a smile and nod while watching his palm heal in seconds.

“Hey.” He spoke, rather flushed and embarrassed at the fact that his cock was now aching in his pants, covering his hard on with a beer bottle that he had stashed. He stared at you, and the way that your shorts rode up when you reached further into the cabinets….

Okay, yeah, you guys were fucking underneath the school roofs. But you couldn’t help it. He was hot. You’ve been plotting on him since the day you’ve seen him.

“Hi, lo.” You replied, finally grabbing what you were reaching for. Which was also a beer bottle. He snapped out of it when you went to sit on the counter, swinging your legs as you popped it open. He cleared his throat, the tension in the room getting harder to ignore.

Yeah, you ended that night being pushed up against the wall of his room, his door locking and him lightly pushing you down onto the bed, his hands and lips traveling your body, clothes now scattered across the room.

“So fucking pretty.” He murmured out against your skin, looking up at you from In between your thighs. He left a kiss on the inside of your thigh, before tearing off your panties with his teeth.

When logan ate you out, it was heavenly. He loved doing it, you loved it. It was a win-win. His tongue flicked over your clit, before poking and prodding at your entrance.

You let out a moan, your back arching off the bed and you tugging on his hair, experimentally. You haven’t done that before, but the reaction you got out of him….

He looked up at you for a moment, you immediately feeling bad and beginning to think that you did something wrong, opening your mouth to apologize before he cut your sentence off.

“Do that again.”

“Wh…what?”

“Do it again.” He repeated, before diving back into your pussy, you letting out a shudder and tugging on his hair, you listening to the low growls and grunts he made when you did so.

“Harder.” He murmured when he pulled away for a moment, looking up at you. You just nodded weakly.

Holy shit, holy shit. You wished you discovered his thing for pain earlier.

“Logan!” You cried out, his tongue working faster, sucking and licking your soaked hole, the grip he had on your thighs leaving deep little crescent shaped marks. You came on his gave, his tongue going back to licking it all up, you jerking lightly.

You stared up at the ceiling, eyes wide and breathing heavy. You looked at Logan who had quite literally come in his pants from that.

“So… this pain thing you have….” You started.

“Don’t.” He sighed out, grabbing a rag and cleaning your body and his own before grabbing a change of underwear and laying next to you.

“That’s like hot as hell.” You told him, staring at him.

He was the one to furrow his eyebrows now, letting a chuckle escape him.

“yeah?”

“oh yeah. I’m most definitely gonna use that to my advantage.”

“I wouldn’t mind that.” He shrugged, you smiling at him, before moving to cuddle up next to him, laying your head on his chest, his arms wrapping around you.

NUH UH

Found this on Facebook, so cool!

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