Kinktober Day13-Wet Dream

Kinktober Day13-Wet Dream

Summary: Logan has a sexy dream about you.

Logan shifted in his sleep, his body reacting to the vivid dream. In it, his grip on your hips was firm, pulling you close as he thrust into you, voice low and rough.

"God, darlin'.. just like that," he murmured, his tone filled with need as he moved faster, feeling you tighten around him.

You moaned his name, your breath hitching, and he grinned, leaning down, whispering in your ear, "You feel so damn good... don't wanna stop."

His hands tightened as his release hit him, and he awoke with a sharp breath, panting, voice still rough as he muttered, "Damn... need you here for real."

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Love ur writing sm!!! Was wondering if you could do logan x reader pining headcannons? Like how he would be around his crush etc😳😳😳

1. Silent Admiration

Logan isn’t the type to outright say he has a crush, but his eyes give him away. He catches himself staring, quickly looking away when you notice. He might glance over when he thinks you’re focused elsewhere, admiring little things about you—your smile, how you laugh, or how you focus intently on your tasks.

2. Protective but Low-Key

Logan would be extra protective without making it obvious. He’ll place himself between you and potential danger, or throw in a gruff “be careful” anytime you’re heading out. If anyone so much as gives you a hard time, he’s suddenly close by, shooting them a dark look.

3. Acts of Service

Logan would find small ways to make your day easier, even if it’s just bringing you coffee or fixing something that’s broken. He might play it off casually, but he finds satisfaction in knowing he’s done something helpful for you.

4. Light Teasing

His teasing takes on a slightly warmer edge when it’s directed at you. He’d give you a hard time about small things, but he’d make sure his smile or tone gives away that he means no harm. Teasing is his way of testing the waters to see if you’ll playfully tease him back.

5. Awkward Compliments

Logan’s usually pretty smooth, but around his crush, he’s uncharacteristically awkward with compliments. They come out half-formed or gruffly muttered, like, “Ya look good… or whatever.” He’ll clear his throat and change the subject right after, hoping you didn’t catch the blush rising up his neck.

6. Subtle Touches

Physical contact from Logan might be rare, but with his crush, he might linger a bit longer than necessary when helping you up or patting your back. He’s careful not to overstep, but those small touches betray how much he wants to be close.

7. Jealousy He Can’t Hide

Logan isn’t one to act out, but he can’t help the way his jaw clenches when he sees you with someone else. He’d be distant or grumpier than usual afterward, his usual protective instincts flaring up, even though he’d rather not admit it.

8. Extra Effort in His Appearance

Logan’s not a man who spends much time worrying about how he looks, but when he’s got a crush, he might make a bit more of an effort. You might catch him running a hand through his hair or tugging at his shirt, almost as if he’s trying to make sure he looks halfway presentable.

9. Nervous Around You, Smooth Around Others

With everyone else, he’s his usual confident self, but with you, he gets a little quieter, almost shy. He’s not used to feeling nervous, and it throws him off. You might catch him tripping over his words or avoiding eye contact, which is a big tell that you’ve gotten under his skin.

10. Always There When You Need Him

No matter what, Logan’s there for you. If you’re having a bad day, he’s the first to offer a quiet ear, sometimes with no words at all, just his steady presence.

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Kinktober Day14- Mommy kink

Summary: Logan being a good boy.

Logan’s hands grip your waist tightly, his expression hard, like he’s holding himself back. You cup his face, guiding his gaze to yours, and there’s a flicker of something softer beneath his usual tough exterior—a need he doesn’t often show.

“You don’t have to be so strong with me,” you murmur, your thumb brushing his cheek. “Let mama take care of you.”

A strained breath escapes him, his jaw still tight as he tries to resist, though his hands tremble slightly against you. “I don’t… I don’t need that,” he mutters, voice rough, though the way his fingers cling to you says otherwise.

You smile, threading your fingers through his hair, soothing. “Really? Because I think my tough guy just wants to let go. Needs his mama, doesn’t he?”

He swallows hard, fighting the urge to let himself lean into your touch. But after a long moment, he finally lets his head drop forward, eyes closed, as he whispers, “Mommy… please.”

You pull him close, wrapping your arms around him, letting him sink into the safety of your embrace. “Good boy,” you murmur against his ear, feeling his tension ease as he finally lets go, melting into you completely. He clings to you, quiet and vulnerable, resting in your arms as you hold him, your touch a reminder that he doesn’t always have to be strong.

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Kinktober Day16- Spanking

Summary: Logan spanks Wade.

Logan walked into the room, towel slung over his shoulder, expecting to find his usual stash of weapons neatly laid out. Instead, he was greeted by a horror show of pink glitter, neon stickers, and… were those plastic claws?

“What the hell is this?” Logan growled, fists clenching at his sides.

Wade, lounging on the couch with his feet kicked up, looked over with a lazy grin. “Oh, hey, Wolvie. You like what I did with your stuff? Thought it needed a little pizzazz. Y’know, sparkle, personality—kinda like me.”

Logan narrowed his eyes, picking up one of the plastic claws Wade had replaced his adamantium ones with. “You’re messing with my gear, Wade.”

“Messing? Nah. Enhancing. Look at those bad boys! I bet they’d do wonders in a fight. You’d be the fiercest ballerina in the whole post-apocalyptic wasteland.”

Logan’s jaw ticked, his patience thinning. “I’m giving you five seconds to explain why I shouldn’t kick your ass.”

Wade just grinned wider. “Because I’d enjoy it way too much, obviously.”

Logan had enough. In two quick strides, he crossed the room and grabbed Wade by the arm, yanking him off the couch and flipping him over his knee in one swift motion.

Wade blinked, surprised, before he burst into laughter. “Oh-ho, look at you, taking charge! I didn’t think you had it in ya, old man.”

Logan wasn’t in the mood for games. “You think this is funny? You’ve been asking for this for a long time, Wade.”

The first smack came down hard on Wade’s backside, silencing his laughter with a sharp yelp. “Ow! Damn, you don’t hold back, do ya? Kinda hot.”

Logan delivered another hard swat. “What were you thinkin’, screwin’ with my gear?”

“I was thinking—ow!—that you needed to lighten up! Ever heard of fun?” Wade wiggled, but Logan’s grip was iron.

Another smack landed, followed by a low growl. “You call glitter and plastic fun? This is serious.”

Wade panted between hits, his voice still filled with bravado despite the growing sting. “Well, someone’s got a stick up his—ow! Okay, okay, maybe I went a little overboard. But c’mon, the pink claws are kinda cute.”

Logan paused, leaning down close to Wade’s ear, his voice a low rumble. “You really don’t know when to quit, do ya?”

Wade’s breathing hitched, his usual smart-ass grin fading into something a little more serious. “I mean… you could just admit that you like it when I misbehave.”

Logan smirked, though Wade couldn’t see it. “You’re damn lucky I don’t break more than just your ego.”

The next few smacks were harder, more deliberate. Wade gasped, clenching the couch cushion beneath him, his cocky façade cracking just a little. “Alright, alright! I’m sorry! Geez, can’t a guy redecorate around here without getting his ass handed to him?”

Logan gave one final, hard swat before letting Wade go, standing up as Wade rolled onto his back, rubbing his sore behind with a wince. “You’re insane,” Logan muttered.

Wade flashed a cheeky grin despite the ache. “Insane, but lovable.”

Logan shook his head, heading toward the door. “Next time you mess with my gear, it won’t just be a spanking.”

Wade sat up, still grinning, though his tone was softer now. “Promises, promises, Wolvie.”

As Logan left, Wade lay back on the couch, wincing as he shifted. “Totally worth it.”

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Can I request old man glasses wearing Logan & shy girl with a daddy kink (if you don’t mind of course because I really need that to fill a void in my life rn please and thanks) 🥺

It was a quiet Saturday morning, the kind where the world felt wrapped in a blanket of calm, and you found Logan in the kitchen, already making breakfast. His glasses perched on his nose as he flipped through the newspaper, occasionally pausing to flip a pancake. You hovered in the doorway, too shy to announce yourself, content just to watch him in these small, intimate moments. Finally, he noticed you and raised an eyebrow.

“You gonna keep hidin’, or you want some breakfast, darlin’?” he asked with a hint of a smirk.

You shuffled over, playing with the edge of your sweater, and mumbled, “If… if you don’t mind, daddy.” The title slipped out, quiet but sincere, and you felt your cheeks heat up instantly.

Logan’s expression softened, his smirk fading into a small, affectionate smile. “Don’t need to be shy ‘bout that,” he murmured, reaching out to ruffle your hair before handing you a plate. “Go on, eat up.”

As the day went on, you both found yourselves outside, tending to the garden. Logan would pass you tools, occasionally grumbling about weeds, and you’d laugh quietly at his grouchy commentary. When he paused to wipe the sweat from his brow, you noticed his glasses sliding down his nose and smiled, reaching over to gently push them back up.

“There,” you said softly, a little embarrassed but determined. “Can’t have you squinting, daddy.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Guess I’m gettin’ old if I need you to keep me in line,” he teased, but there was warmth in his voice, a softness he saved just for you. “Guess that makes you my helper, huh?”

As the evening settled in, you both sat together on the porch, watching the sunset in comfortable silence. Logan draped a warm blanket over your shoulders, pulling you close against his side as he adjusted his glasses to look out at the stars. You curled up next to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

After a long pause, you murmured, “Thanks for today, daddy.” It was barely more than a whisper, and it still made you feel bashful, but with Logan, it always felt natural. He just squeezed your shoulder, his voice a soft rumble in the quiet night.

“Anytime, darlin’. Just right here with ya.”

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