Can You Do A Smut Where Reader Has Wings From Her Mutation And Logan Thinks Its So Hot

can you do a smut where reader has wings from her mutation and Logan thinks it’s so hot…

A/N: smut, 18+ f!reader, bf!logan, mutant!reader (wings), kinky!logan, wing play, claw play, unprotected intercourse

you have wings from your mutation, they match your hair color, fall at your waistline, and expand to the length of your arms; logan’s obsessed with them

the way they catch the sunlight when you’re outside and it reflects off the sheen of your feathers, the way they make you look so ethereal when you fly around

there isn’t one instance when you are making out that his fingers don’t gently touch the joints of your wings, a shudder runs through your body

“you like that?” he asks with a little smirk and you smile, your cheeks warming up as you nod and he softly strokes one of your feathers

“logan,” you sigh, your head falls back slightly as he’s caressing your wings, kissing your neck as he whispers how beautiful you are, like a little bird

he loves for you to be on top of him, it’s more comfortable for you that way too, when you’re riding him and your wings flutter from the pleasure

logan likes it best when he’s sitting on the couch or against the headboard and he can kiss your shoulders while watching your wings ruffle “fuck, baby”

“wanna feel you cum,” he’ll murmur in your ear, gently running his fingers through your feathers and making you whine as you’re bouncing on his cock

“that’s it, little bird,” logan grunts, watching you fuck yourself dumb on his cock as he holds your waist and watches your wings tremble, “so fucking pretty”

your wings expand to their full length when you reach an orgasm, opening and fluttering wildly with the force of your release and you let out a strained whine

the whole thing is so majestic, it makes logan cum just at the sight of you so relaxed and comfortable, your wings flapping gently as you come down

“you’re so damn gorgeous, baby,” logan sighs, already fucking back up into you slowly to watch the effect he has on your appendages, “my little bird”

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this is the sexiest anyone has ever looked

simon’s work wife

one — two — three

people start calling u simon’s work wife and he takes it literally. starts referring to you as the ‘missus’, your cheeks warming as his heavy hand rest on your hips to pull you into him.

he’s snarling at one of the recruits that stared at you a little too long for his liking, caging you in against his big ass frame. that same recruit later coming to you a stuttering mess, apologizing because he didn’t know you were married.

you aren’t, but you’re too shocked to comment on it.

and when you confront simon he just shrugs his shoulders lazily, staring at you with darkened eyes as he mumbles, “ya’ didn’t deny it.”

it ends with you moving in, you aren’t sure how it started—or if you were even in an actual relationship but everywhere and anywhere you go he’s calling you his wife.

I love Big Simon and Lil Simon so much!! I don't know if they are prompts or something you have planned out, but the one coming up next for Big Simon's friends got my thinking about Simon hosting a match night (not by choice maybe?) and Lil Simon ends up watching the game with them and Big Simon has to keep reminding everyone to watch their mouths (cause he's absolutely secretly turning into Dad Simon)!

ooh so i might switch up the order between 'big simon's friends' and 'not-date' but this is a cute prompt idea i could add it, or something similar, into the big simon's friends one.

im glad you like that little series <3 here's a little something that could be read as simon texting the 141 group chat for unrelated reasons, but the guys team up against him and make plans (ie 'big simon's friends' plot setup) that cannot be avoided

Simon: > Oi

Johnny: > Ghost, I swear if you make me cancel another date > unless... > is it your lad and lady

Garrick: > Ghost has a lady?

Simon: > Shut up, Johnny

Johnny: > No > I'm right, aren't I?

Garrick: > Hello? > Ghost has a lady?

Johnny: > ikr > I was shocked too

Simon: > Slags, that's not what this is about

Boss: > Sergeants, enough. > Ghost tell us what you were contacting us about

Simon: > Gladly

Boss: > And how about we all meet for afternoon tea sometime > Ghost, you can brief us more thoroughly that way

Garrick: > I have time

Johnny: > Tea sounds fantastic

Simon: > You don't even like tea Johnny

Johnny: > I don't but I'll stop shitting on you about making me cancel my date > I like your lad and lady, so I won't give them hell > but you're fair game

Boss: > So it's settled > Ghost?

Simon: > Bloody hell > Tea fucking time it is

Unseen among the rest of the group, Simon's eye twitches as he reads through the messages again.

"Knobheads, the lot of them."

And because he's feeling petty, he (temporarily) changes Soap and Gaz's names to Idiot 1 and Idiot 2 with Price's name switched respectfully as Captain Idiot.

James Logan Howlett aka Wolverine in X2 (2003)

Ok but imagine:

You have the biggest crush on Logan and it's really hard to hide it

*imagine him looking down at you like that tho, *shivers*

prompt highlighted @unboundprompts

Logan couldn't explain his feelings for you.

You were patient with him, and he slowly learned about your past, about your quirks, your blabbering, your views on romance and what you want for your future. He didn't know why when you spoke about the future, he pictured you by his side. You spoke about your hobbies, so whenever he saw you doing them, he found joy watching you do something you're so passionate about.

It would be fleeting touches, times where he didn't even mean to, but you never moved, always leaning into his touch or hovering very close. Then you'd flashed your eyes up to him and your eyes would widen before you moved away, then preceded to cautiously avoid even making eye contact with him.

You couldn't help the slight crack in your voice as Logan cracked a joke, something that wasn't really even that funny but because he said something to you, you are just so full of joy, you don't know what to but to uncontrollably laugh.

It would constantly be daydreaming about him, and him knowing about your feelings because just obvious cues. The way your heartbeat picked up, when your eyes connected, or when he spoke to you.

There was one day, when you had the weirdest interaction, but you couldn't stop thinking about it. You were pestering him as he was trying to smoke a cigar out on the porch. Logan acted like he didn't like your rambling, but he loved hearing you talk. Then he started picking on you, making you feel a flush on your cheeks

"I hate you," You teased.

"You love me," He responded.

"I do." You breathed, before staring up at Logan completely embarrassment at the words that came out of your mouth. He didn't say anything to you, just lifting an eyebrow before puffing on his cigar. "I'm gonna go to bed."

"Night sweetheart." He mumbled around his roll of tobacco between his lips, the smoke bellowing up into the night air.

Part 2???