Vigilantes

Vigilantes

Title: Vigilantes

Request: How about when both are vigilantes (don’t know if reader is a mutant or not) but they get home after teasing each other all night. Kind like the Incredibles 1 when they met each other, arguing over who got that one baddie. And they get home and because they can’t finding the nights teasing

Word Count: 2812

Warning: Smut, Swearing, multiple orgasms, “good girl”, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), oral, PIV sex,

Fandom: X-Men

Pairing: Gambit/Remy LeBeau X Fem!Reader

Rating: Mature

Summary: Gambit and you are mutant vigilantes who cross paths often. One night while out, you run into a bad guy and work “together” with Gambit to apprehend him. Once caught, the two of you flirt and tease each other about who actually got the bad guy. Once the cops are called for the bad guy’s location, the two of you can’t take the sexual tension and fuck when you get back to your place. You have the power of compulsion, superhuman speed, super human strength, and superhuman agility. Named Vampyre for these traits.

A/N: If I get a chance to write a mutant!reader x gambit, you bet your ass I’ll take that opportunity. PS I’m writing this while having Twix for breakfast and have no regrets. Also, I found out I suck at writing banter. I need to get better at it for you all. I had lots of fun writing this. Thanks for the request!

Work:

“An armed robbery suspect is headed east on 54th. Black hair, black jacket, and jeans. All units be advised he has the mutant power to -“you hear the woman over the police scanner say.  

“Shit,” you swore and turned off the scanner. You were just about to take off your work clothes and put your pajamas on. That would have to wait. The suspect was a block and a half away from you. You knew you had to go help out the police. You used your superspeed to get you out the door of your apartment and down the two flights of stairs to the entrance.

You knew that the Gambit also lived close to the scene and would be wanting to get this one too, so you sped out the front door and down the street, wanting to get there first. You were by no means anywhere near as fast as your friend Quicksilver, but you managed just fine. You slowed when you got halfway down 53rd street and used your enhanced eyesight to scan for the criminal.

Your eyes snagged on a suspicious looking character in an alleyway who was holding a large object in his black jacket pocket. The description of the man from the scanner fit perfectly.

“Hey asshat,” you called out as you approached him. He took a gun out of his jacket pocket and aimed for you. You sighed. It was going to be one of those nights. “I wouldn’t if I were you. I’m tired and hungry and just want to go back to my place and relax.”

“Ain’t nobody forcing you to be out here,” the other mutant spat. You then realized that you never paid attention to what his powers were and mentally cursed yourself. Fuck, stupid idiot.

You moved faster than the man could think and wrestled the gun out of his hands. Turned the safety on and tossed it away from him.

“Now, listen to me, you’re not going to - ,” you started to compel him but he had other plans. You felt the ground shake beneath you.

“Easy does it, girlie. You open your mouth to compel me and I make an earthquake so big, this building drops on you and the innocents who live inside.” The man threatened.

You now remembered seeing this guy on the TV about a week ago for flooding and robbing a jewelry store. Great, an elemental manipulator, just what you needed. You opened your mouth to speak but he tossed his hands out and the ground began to shake again. You immediately shut your mouth.

He began to make a break for the gun that was on the ground about twelve feet away. You ran over to him and slammed him into the wall of the building with your heightened strength.

“You bitch!” the man growled. And charged for you. You dodged a punch and a kick to your face and returned the favor hitting him square in the jaw with your fist.

“What’s your name anyway?” You asked as you dodged more punches.

“I am the Elementalist and if you try to speak again I will fuck you up!” He spat.

“Now is dat any way to speak t’ a lady?” you heard a familiar voice come from behind you.

“Who the fuck are you?” The man spat in between punched to your midsection, which you successfully blocked.

“They call me da Gambit.” Your rival vigilante said, “remember it.” He charged a playing card and threw it towards the Elementalist. You threw yourself out of the way just in time for the card to explode feet from the two of you. You’ve seen Gambit out on missions before and interacted with him a few times. You thought he was handsome, though you wouldn’t admit to him. You were attracted to him. Sexually and romantically even in the little interactions the two of you had.

“You idiot! You could’ve hit me!” You shouted at Gambit.

“Mon ami, I am hurt. I would never hit you. Only if you asked for it nicely.” Gambit winked at you.

You noticed out of the corner of your eye that the robber was trying to get away, so you used your superspeed to run in front of him and block his exit from the alley. You threw a solid sidekick to his abdomen and managed to get him to go off balance.

Gambit took out his collapsible Bo staff and flicked it to its full length. He ran towards the robber and charged his staff a bit. He hit the man with the staff, causing the man to go flying. The man struggled to get up, and threw his hands out, sending Gambit flying back.

“Stay down. Don’t move. Don’t use your powers.” You said slowly and deliberately while making eye contact with the Elementalist. You could see the moment your hypnotic influence took effect. You slowly took your gaze off the bad guy and over to Gambit.

“Vampyre, mon ami” Gambit strode towards you.

“Gambit,” you smiled and walked towards the cursing robber.

“It’s alright. I’ve got it from here,” He said in his thick Cajun accent.

“Oh, sure? You’ve got it from here? I just took him out for you.” You laughed.

“Sure you took him out, but his attention was on me.”

“A convenient coincidence that I took opportunity of to do my job.”

“You mean my job.” Gambit countered

“You know, a simple thank you, would be nice.” You walked over to Gambit.

“Thank you, mon ami, but Gambit don’t need no help”

“And what the hell happened to southern hospitality?” You joked.

 “What ever happened to – ” Gambit started.

“Hey, look the lady got to me first, but -” the robber said.

“Zip it!” you both turned to the robber who quieted down.

You could hear the sirens in the distance and turned back to Gambit, “We could share this one, ya know.”

“Gambit works alone, mon ami.” He stared into your eyes so hard you thought he could see your soul. He closed his Bo staff and put it away in his jacket pocket.

The sirens got closer and closer, “Really, I thought we’d make a great couple,” You stumbled over your words and quickly revised your statement, “Team. I mean Team.”

It was Gambit’s turn to laugh. Not at you. Never at you. It was a chuckle. A cute chuckle, “you doin’ anything tonight?”

“Maybe,” you started to back out of the alley and into the street, “It depends.”

“Depends on what, chere?” Gamit followed you.

You touched his chest playfully, “Wouldn’t you like to know.”

You started down the street to your apartment and he followed. Sure you’ve had fantasies about this handsome Cajun man. Who wouldn’t. But with every quip tossed back and forth between the two of you, you wanted to make those fantasies a reality.

“I can’t let a lady walk home alone at night. ‘ts just not right,” he stepped in front of you. His charm turned up to eleven.

“I’m not even a block away. I think I’ll be fine,” You shrugged and smirked at him. If he kept this going any longer you would want to take him right there on the street.

“Well, who knows what could be out dere. I’d hate to see my only good competition get hurt.”

“Competition, is that all I’m good for?” You stopped walking and faced him.

“Certainly not, Chere!” He stopped.

“Really, what else am I good for?” you giggled.

“Gambit sees the lady is good for lots of tings.” He guided you across the street and followed you as you picked up the pace down the street.

“Like?”

“Bet you’re good at telling a man what ya want.”

“And?” You were a few buildings away from your apartment and didn’t want this to end so you slowed down to a slow walk.

“And, you are good for lookin’ at. You’ve got the looks that could kill.” Gambit pushed a stray lock of hair out of your face.

“Go on,” You urged.

“Well, I don’t wanna offend the lady, but…” he trailed off.

“But?” you questioned with a spark in your eye that made him stumble on his words and his feet.

“Ya’ seem like ya’d be a good for kissin’ and for…” Gambit turned red under his balaclava.

“And for what?” You stopped at the door to your building. He stopped and watched as you reached into your pocket for your keys.

“And, chere, don’t take this the wrong way,” he stalled, “But I tink you be mighty good for a man and his needs,”

You stepped up on the first step up to your apartment and made eye contact with Gambit. He rubbed the back of his head with one hand. You smiled at him lustfully.

“I’m having you tonight.”

“What?” Gambit looked confused.

“That’s what I’ve decided I’m going to do tonight. I’m want you to fuck me so hard I can feel it in the morning.” You turned around and walked up the rest of the steps to the front door.

This made him perk up and rush up behind you, “Chere, don’t joke like that.”

You could feel his breath on your neck and his growing bulge on your ass. You turn around to face him and look into his eyes for a moment. He had you boxed between himself and the door. You reached up to him and kissed him hard. He kissed you back harder.

“I want you,” you said, “I want you so bad.”

Gambit chuckled, “Chere, open da door and get into your place. I don’t know if I can wait much longer.”

You did as he told you and led him up to your apartment, locking the door behind you. The second you dropped your keys onto the small table next to the door, Gambit was on you again. He pushed you against the door, holding your hands above your head. You moaned against his lips. Gambit stuck a leg between yours and sighed, “Ah, Chere, ya don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for dis.”

He went back to kissing you. You pushed the duster off his shoulders and he shucked it onto the floor all while your lips danced together. All that could be heard in your apartment was the wet sound of kissing. He took the hem of your top and nudged it up your belly and chest.

“Off,” He grunted. And helped you tear the shirt off your body. He then removed his own shirt. He stood in front of you half naked for a moment. Your eyes roamed his muscular chest and you licked your lips.

He closed the gap once more and started trailing kisses down your neck and onto the tops of your boobs that showed over your sports bra. You moaned when he nipped at your skin.

“Oh, god,” you whispered, barely audible, “yes”

You reached down to his tight pants and undid the button. You pulled them down past his ass and palmed his hard erection. He moaned into your breasts as his hand roamed to your pants. He pulled them down and allowed you to step out of them before finishing taking his off. He lifted you up, pinning you between him and the door. You lifted your legs to go around his waist.

“Gambit,” You gasped.

“Remy. Call me Remy.” He dry humped your core.

“Remy,” you tried it out on your tongue. He showed you he liked the sound of it by moaning onto your lip in approval. He took his hands and cupped your ass, pulling you closer to his body. “Y/N”

“Y/N, Bedroom?” he asked in between kisses.

“Down the hall, first door on the right.” You panted. He kissed you one last time before navigating his way to your bedroom with you in his arms.

Once in your room, he sat you gently onto the bed and slid your bra off. He knelt down in front of you and said, “Your pussy’s already so wet for me? You’re soaked through your panties.”

Your core clenched at the way he spoke. He pushed your body down onto the bed and tore off your panties. Remy smacked his lips in anticipation and lowered his head to your pussy.

He started off with gentle licks to your clit. He was intent on building up your anticipation for him. You tried to grind your hips into his mouth but he pulled back and tutted, “Y/N, be a good girl and stay still for Remy”

“I wanna cum,” You whined.

Something feral shone in his black and red eyes as he put his head back down and picked up the pace, putting more and more pressure on your clit with his tongue.

Your hands found their way down to Remy’s hair. When he added a finger to your dripping pussy, you shuddered and moaned out his name. Running your hands through his hair, you felt so blissful in that moment. He added another finger and kept pumping his digits in and out, hitting your g-spot. He added a third finger after a bit of stimulation.

“Jesus, fuck!” you swore. Remy made a come hither motion inside you and your walls began to clench around his fingers.

“I’m gonna cum!” You managed to breathe out. He hummed against your clit sending shivers down your spine. He quickened his pace a bit and you came undone on his mouth.

As you sat up to face him he pulled away from your core and locked lips with you, “Taste yourself on my lips, Chere. Taste how sweet you are.”

Your tongue meshed with his and you could taste a faint trace of yourself on his lips and tongue.

“I wanna suck you off,” you whispered into his ear. This comment elicited a loud groan from Remy who shot up and took his boxers off. His large cock sprung free and he stood between your legs. You reached up to grab his member and began to stroke it. You brought your head forward to his cock and peppered it in kisses.

“Ah, fuck, Chere,” Remy put his hands on the top back of your head. You took him into your mouth and licked the precum off his head. You bobbed your head up and down as he moaned your name. His hips bucked into your mouth and you had to concentrate to stop your gag reflex from going off. Water brimmed at your eyes as he continued to fuck your mouth.

Suddenly, he pulled out of your mouth and you frowned.

“Y/N, if you kept that up I was gonna cum in your mouth instead of in your beautiful pussy. I want to cum in your beautiful pussy the first time I have you.” He explained and gave you a kiss on the top of the head, “Now scooch up and lie back for Remy.”

If it were anyone else, you would’ve been turned off by them speaking about themselves in the third person, but on Remy, it was fitting and sexy, so you did as he asked. You felt the bed sink down further as he positioned himself on top of you.

He took his cock, pumped it once. Twice. Three times. And teased your folds with it. He then entered into your pussy and sunk all the way down.

“Fucking hell, Remy,” you shouted.

“Sorry, chere.” He gasped.

“No, you feel so good,” You moaned into the crook of his neck, “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

He pumped in and out of you in a slow rhythm. You needed more. You needed him to move faster.

Almost as if he could read your mind, he picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of your pussy. His hand found its way down to your clit and started making circles around the hard bud.

You mewled as hour hips bucked involuntarily against his hand. You could feel the coiling tension in your core. You groaned “I’m so close, Remy.”

“Come for me Chere, I’m right behind ya’” His breaths became ragged and short.

Chasing your climax, you moaned his name as your walls clenched around his cock.

“I’m real close, Chere, real close.” He sputtered and moaned. His cock twitched and dripped cum into your pussy. He pumped it into you some more and then pulled out.

“You got a towel, ma cherie? I wanna clean ya up.”

You slowly nodded your head and pointed to the foot of your bed. Not expecting guests, you didn’t clean up this morning before work. He found the towel and wiped your swollen pussy clean before cleaning himself up.

“Lie with me, Remy,” You begged.

“I thought you’d never ask, mon ami.” He smiled as he climbed into bed next to you.

Thank you @kneelforloki and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs! I really appreciate it. If you like my fics, consider giving me a follow. Up next is a Gambit/Remy breeding kink smut.

Touchy-Feely

Title: Touchy Feely

Word Count: 3011

Warning: Smut, Swearing, Unprotected sex, a bit of an age gap, talk of attempted incestuous rape (one sentence).  Bisexual Charles and logan. AFAB reader, dirty talk (so sorry for horrible it is), Oral sex, P in V sex, Anal (Male receiving), Praise kink, multiple female orgasms,

Fandom: X-Men movies / Marvel

Pairing: Charles Xavier X Fem!Reader X Logan

Rating: Mature

Summary: This is based on a request I got from my old fandom blog. I’ve rewritten it, added smut, and edited it. The reader (F) has the ability to make people aroused on contact (much like Alisha from Misfits) and to manipulate others emotions, memories, and more. This is post Days of Future Past, but Charles still has hair and ability to use his lower body because it made sense for the story.

A/N: I had a difficult time rewriting this as I had an ex named Chaz, which is short for Charles/Charlie and he graped me. I’ve always loved Charles Xavier and I’m trying not to let the grapist get to me, but sometimes I am unsuccessful. I hate myself for letting things go so far as to “allow” him to do this to me. But I kinda flinch every time I hear his name or variations of it. Also, this is my first time writing a threesome. Please don’t judge it that harshly.

You discovered your powers five years ago when you turned seventeen and went on a date to prom and your boyfriend’s best friend asked for a dance. This led to him trying to drag you to the bathroom to fuck you. That was when you found out that you could make anyone feel aroused just by touching them. Your boyfriend of the time broke up with you because there was no way he’d be seen dating a mutant freak. You knew for sure you were a mutant when your father tried to comfort you that night and wiped the tears from your eyes and tried to undress you. Luckily your mother was home to drag him off.

You were angry, and wished that he knew better. Better yet, you wished that he would try to burn his hand off. A moment later your father turned on the stove and stuck his hand over the burner, catching his hand on fire. That was when you found out you also had the ability to influence people’s actions and thoughts.

After that, your parents sent you away to Charles Xavier’s school for mutants, or, the nicer way to put it, gifted individuals. Charles took you in out of the goodness of his heart, as he would with any other mutant. You never told him of the embarrassing powers of eroticism, only of your ability to manipulate other’s emotions, actions, and memories. Your first week at his school after Bobby Drake pushed past you and accidentally touched your hand, you had to forcibly push him off you. He didn’t know any better so you altered his memory of the situation. But you were still so visibly upset that the professor, who was ten years older than you, tried to comfort you, you stumbled back to avoid his touch. But were unsuccessful, able to tell how aroused he was by the look in his eyes.

You then confided in him about your true powers and afterward made sure that the other students knew not to touch you, claiming you had a power similar to Rogue’s. Charles always took special interest in you and allowed you to stay at the mansion over the holidays and summers when all the other students went home. You grew to like and desire him, but were too scared to say anything because he was your mentor, but suspected he to had feelings for you. Eventually, you had graduated and became a full-fledged member of the X-Men.

While there, another man also took interest in you, Logan. He was a good-looking man with large muscles and claws made of adamantium. You could feel a lapse in his memories and tried to work with him to get them back. All attempts made were unsuccessful.

Today, you had pretty good control over your powers and it was a few days until your twenty-first birthday. Everyone was on vacation for the start of the holidays leaving you, Charles, and Logan alone in the mansion. You woke happy to get some peace and quiet for once instead of having to deal with students and teaching. You spent the whole day reading for your leisure in the library, but not long before dinner time, you went back to your room to change as Charles requested that you join him for dinner. You put on an alarmingly short dress for your taste that hugged all the right curves.

When you arrived in the dining room Charles sat at the table with your favorite meal in front of the two set seats. You wondered why logan wasn’t joining the two of you.

“Logan is out for the night,” Charles said, looking up through his scraggly brown hair. He paused a moment as you tried to hide a frown, “Good evening, Y/N”

“Hi, Charles,” you smiled at him and sat next to him. You made small talk as you ate dinner.

“Oh, Y/N, I have something for you on the kitchen counter. Would you be a doll and go get it.”

“Really?” your eyes glowed with excitement as you stood and walked to the kitchen. On the island counter sat a small cake iced with the words Happy Birthday Y/N and next to it was a small black velvet box with a white ribbon tied neatly around it. Below your breath, you gasped, “What?”

“Open it,” Charles whispered in your mind.

You smiled and shook your head, “Charles, get out of my head.”

You walked back out into the dining room with the box in your hand.

He had a big stupid grin on his face that you just wanted to kiss away, “Just open it.”

You carefully untied the bow and pulled the top back a bit roughly because the hinges on it stuck. You gasped when you saw what was on the inside of the box. With a huge smile, you took the small necklace into your fingers and examined it. It was in the shape of an infinity sign but with hearts on each end. Beautiful red crystals lined the pendant.

“Oh my god, Charles, it is so beautiful!” you looked up at him, “Thank you so much!” you walked over to him, “would you put it on me?”

He smiled, “of course.”

You handed him the necklace and pulled your hair out of the way. He put the necklace over your head and as he clasped it in the back, his fingers ran across the top of your back. He jerked his hands away and cleared his throat, “I’m so sorry, y/n”

You forgot how much you longed for human contact until now. You turned around and shaking your head, you looked him in the eye, “No, it...it felt good.” You could tell it felt good to him too, his face was beet red and he was taking deep breaths, trying to cover up how aroused he was from your powers. “I forgot how nice the human touch could be.”

You could see that he felt embarrassed for touching you, he had the same face as he did in his office that day he first touched you.

“You know, I am an adult. I’m not that young girl whose hand you touched in your office years ago. I’m different. I have more control.”

He smiled, “I know. You have, uh,” he cleared his throat, “definitely changed. In more ways than one.”

Your desire for him grew with every passing second. You could tell his was too.

“Do it again.”

“What?” Charles asked.

“Do it again. Touch me. I want you to touch me. It feels nice.”

“Y/N, I... I don’t want to take advantage of you like that...I-”

“Charles!” You interrupted. He stopped rambling and looked at you. “I like you a lot. I’m old enough to make my own choices. I know you like me too.”

“But, Y/N…”

“Charles, shut up,” you leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

He put his hand on the back of your head and kissed you back harder. You straddled him in his chair.

Charles broke the kiss, “Logan’s going to be here any minute.”

“I don’t care,” you kissed him hungrily.

“He’s going to walk in on us,” Charles said between kisses.

“Good, let him. Maybe he’ll join us.”

Charles laughed into your lips and pulled your body closer to his, “God, you are so beautiful.”

“So are you,” you rubbed against him, humping his lap. He stood up, pushed his plate across the table, and set you on the dining room table and stood between your legs. You could feel him hard against you as he kissed you back harder, pushing his body against your own and let his hands wander.

“You have no clue how long I’ve waited for this. How much I’ve dreamed of this” Charles said as you trailed kisses down his neck. He let out a soft grunt.

“I do know. Who do you think put those dreams there to begin with” you slid his tweed jacket off him and tossed it onto the floor.

He let out a breathy laugh, “You sly little minx” and smiled into your kiss.

He traveled his hands up the skirt of your dress as you loosened his tie and unbuttoned his dress shirt. You could feel the heat between you and Charles. His tongue danced with yours. His hand slid on the inside of your upper thigh. You let out a soft moan of ecstasy. He grabbed at the hem of your dress and slid it over your head and threw it behind him. In your bra and panties, you slid his shirt off his lean and slightly muscular body as he marveled at the sight of you.

Charles made out with you some more before you moved your hands from his chest to his belt. You fiddled with the belt blindly as you were too enthralled in Charles to look down. As he slid his hand over the small of you back to the hem of your panties, you slid the belt off him, tossed it aside, and went back to his zipper and button.

Charles’ hand was at the clasp of your bra when you heard a deep and growling throat being cleared from the doorway.

“Come on, we eat on that table!” you pulled away from Charles’ lips, a small trail of saliva still hooking your lips together, and leaned your head on his shoulder. You saw Logan leaning on the door frame, trying to overt his eyes. But you saw what was truly in his eyes. Lust.

Charles looked up and saw Logan as well. You felt his hands travel down to button his pants back up, but you stopped him with one hand and announced, “We will take it to the bedroom. Under one condition”

“What’s that?” Logan asked, mostly to humor you.

“Join us,” You hopped off the table and stood in front of him. His throat bobbed as he tried to show restraint. You reach out to touch him, forgetting about your powers for a moment but caught yourself before you make contact. You drop your hand, “Please”

“He wants to, I can hear his thoughts. He wants it bad. Nearly as bad as you want him.” Charles interrupted, trying to make you feel better about almost touching Logan without consent.

“Stay outta my head, Charles,” Logan did not break eye contact with you.

“Is it true?” You whisper.

Logan growled again, but this time it was a different type of growl. It was a growl filled with want and desire. He reached out his hand and grabbed yours, he took your open hand and placed it on his hardening bulge, “Princess, I’ve wanted you from the first moment I laid eyes on you.”

Your lustful smile grew and you kissed him with a hard, deep, passionate kiss, “Then join us in the bedroom”

He swept you off your feet and turned to Charles, “Comin’ handsome?”  

Charles’ eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. And he followed Logan who led them to Charles’ bedroom. Once the door was shut behind the three of you, Logan lightly tossed you onto the bed and gave you one last kiss before taking his shirt off his body in one swoop.

Logan turned to Charles, “What’re ya waiting for? An invitation? The lady wants us naked. I don’t need to be a mind reader to tell you that.”

Charles stood there for a second too long for Logan’s liking so he stalked over to a stammering Charles, kissed him, and started to undo his zipper to his pants. Logan pushed down Charles’ pants and Charles stepped out of them, leaving him in his underwear. Charles closed his eyes and kissed Logan back as Logan backed them both up to where you sat on Charles’ bed. They pulled apart and looked at you. Heat rushed to your face and to your core.

“See something you like?” Charles spoke up while maintaining eye contact with you.

“I see two things,” You sat up in the bed and drew the both of them close to you. First you kissed Charles, then you kissed Logan. Your hands moved down to Logan’s jeans and unbuttoned and unzipped them. Charles took his pants and yanked them down revealing a large growing bulge in Logan’s underwear.

“Charles, I think Logan sees something he likes as well.” You smirked up at the men.

“I see two things,” Logan said. And pulled you so you were sitting on the edge of the bed. He knelt down in front of you and hooked a finger around your panties. While maintaining eye contact with you, he said, “I can smell how wet you are,”

Charles leaned down to kiss you while Logan slid off your panties and tossed them aside. Logan removed your bra with one hand. You took Charles’ boxers and pulled them down and then took his cock into your hand. You started to jerk him off. With your other hand you reached down to Logan’s head which found its way between your legs. His hands were on your thighs and he began licking your clit in a circular motion.

“Oh fuck, Logan,” you swore, lowering your head to Charles’ cock. You took Carles into your mouth and ran your tongue over the head. This elicited a groan from Charles. You moaned against his cock in approval.

Logan continued to suck at your clit as Charles took one of his hands and placed it behind your head to stoke your hair. You saw Logan reach down, remove his boxers, and pump his cock twice before returning one hand to your thigh and the other to your slit. He slowly worked one finger into your dripping cunt. You mewled with Charles’ cock still in your mouth.  You pulled at Logan’s hair as he added another finger. You felt a building tightness in your core.

You took Charles out of your mouth and moaned for both men to hear, “I’m close. I’m so fucking close.”

“Come for him darling,” Charles moaned as you continued to stroke his cock, “Come for him like the good girl I know you are”

With that you let out a loud moan that reverberated throughout the room. Logan added one last finger to your pussy and you came undone, clenching his head between your thighs.

“Oh, fuck, Logan!” You shouted. Logan removed his head from your thighs and looked up at Charles.

“Come down here and taste her on my lips,” he commanded. Charles followed the orders given to him and pulled his cock from your hands to kneel next to Logan. He took Logan’s member into his hands and kissed him on the lips. Logan’s hand rested on your knee while the other held the back of Charles’ head. Still recovering from your first orgasm, you watched for a moment as Charles and Logan made out.

Charles pulled away from Logan and turned to you, “You want a taste?” he asked.

You slowly nodded your head and leaned forward to meet his lips. You tasted your sweet juices on his lips and groaned, “I need you inside me, now.”

Charles looked to Logan.

“Give the princess what she wants, bub.” Logan broke their connection and stood up. Charles followed suit and stared while Logan commanded you go on your knees.

“All yours, Charles,” Logan whispered, “Get on the bed.”

Charles followed the instructions and knelt on the bed behind you. He guided his cock into your still wet cunt and drove all the way into you, causing you gasp. Charles bent over and kissed your back.

Logan moved from his place in front of you to behind Charles, “God, you two are so beautiful.”

While Charles moved in an out of you at an agonizingly slow pace, Logan worked on getting Charles’ ass ready for him. Both men were well endowed and Logan especially had girth to his cock. When Logan’s first finger made its way into Charles’ ass, Charles jumped a bit, not expecting it. But gasped in pleasure when he added a second finger.

“Y/N, You’re so fucking good. You are taking me so well, love.” Charles whimpered.

You moaned as he nipped the back of your neck. He picked up the pace and began slamming into you all the way down to his balls.  You felt the bed sink down behind the two of you and logan was undoubtedly lining himself up at Charles’ entrance. When you didn’t think that Charles could go any deeper, you let out a ragged breath when Logan pushed into Charles which made Charles push further into you.

The three of you moved in unison. You could hear Logan and Charles moan and groan and kiss. You felt yourself approaching climax. The knot in your stomach grew and grew.

“Fuck, Charles, I’m gonna cum,” You sputtered.

“Come for us, princess” Logan ground out.

You felt your walls clenching onto Charles’ cock and you moaned out, “Oh fuck, you feel so good!”

With the next few thrusts into you, you felt the knot burst and you came undone. With a grunt, Charles’ thrusts were becoming erratic and uneven.

“I’m close,” he panted and was next to come. He stayed, pushing his cum further into your pussy and moaning with pleasure. The bed creaked with Logan’s thrusting.

“I’m almost there,” Logan cried out. And with a few more thrusts he came into Charles’ ass with a howl.

Logan pulled out of Charles who then pulled out of you. The two men then situated themselves on the bed so that you were between them. You could feel sleep calling your name.

***

You woke up in the morning lodged between a hairy Logan and a snoring Charles. Neither of your companions were wearing shirts while their lower half remained covered by the sheet. You were wearing nothing but the sheet. You dared not wake them, so you stayed put, staring up at the ceiling with the sun shining in on your face.  

Not having a good night. Someone please send me your favorite Remy art or pics or gif. With or without Rogue.

Please. This is so true.

Please remember your favorite writers are attention whores with a praise kink, they need validation to survive. Feed them comments and reblogs to save a life.

hi hello i am SO here to provide remy smut requests. reader gets jealous of bella donna flirting with remy so he has to remind her who his girl REALLY is (also she totally hears them)

Here it is, cher. I had so much fun writing this! Thank you so much for the request. I'm feral for this man.

https://www.tumblr.com/alexsnerdycorner/760914533755813888/youre-my-girl

Beta Readers?

Hey all! I'm looking to find some beta readers for some of my X-men/marvel fics. The first one involved Remy/Gambit and a breeding kink. I'm thinking of writing it tonight and tomorrow, so anyone interested should reply/comment/message me when you see this. If it is after the time I have posted that one, and you want to be on a list of Beta readers, just let me know and I will chat with you.