Ive Got Such A ProblemI Blame Logan Howlett Cause This Man Isnt Leaving My Mind Hes Holding Me Clutched,

I’ve got such a problem…I blame Logan howlett cause this man isn’t leaving my mind he’s holding me clutched, just wanna shove my face into his hairy pecs and get wrecked by this man while he holds some cigar in his hand and huffs in my ears~!

I literally am lovinggg your stories! Especially the yandere ones omg. I usually hate the yandere trope but yours is just so yummy. What about a yandere Logan, him being jealous over his “best friend” hanging around Scott a little too much🎀

Ambrosia (Yandere Logan x male reader) ~! ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒

WC:. 2.5k

Tags: jealous sex, gay sex, slight praising, Yandere themes dark content and gaslighting ect! Blow jobs (reader receiving) pet names, biting, mating press, Logan is a lil mean but with good intentions, anal creampies, little bit of cum eating, slight feminization, Logan obsessing over your scent, dirty talk(referring to readers hole as a cunt) <33

A/N o’m gosh! I love your page it’s designed so cute and I’m obsessed with your writing, specially Logan! I always see you in my notifs and I appreciate you’re likes sm ,I never see enough male reader posts on this man and I’m goin feral over here~ ໒꒰ྀི˃ ⤙ ˂ ꒱ྀིა

It was no surprise to anyone in the x mansion that you always cling to a man like Logan, you were anywhere he was, or the other way around and some people being storm and Scott always tried to warn you how unhealthy it was for the two of you but gosh if you weren’t just a naive man.

Logan would just murmur out “they don’t know a thing doll” while his hands massage your thighs keeping you to himself all hours of the night in his bedroom and that was just fine by you after all this was normal friend behavior right?….he just cares a lot is it!

In the current weeks though, Dr. Xavier had put you on more missions with Scott and occasionally Jean, and Logan was dead set that professor X was against him thinking he was trying to pry you away from him that they were trying to steal you away. Logan would be damned if any of them got to have you, after a long day with Scott you and Jean coming back from a mission you were approached by Logan. “Can you stay with me?…I’m having nightmares again and I really don’t wanna be alone..”

His head drained down to your neck looking over at Scott with narrowed eyes as he spoke in a gruff and mighty convincing tone to you having you all wrapped around his pretty claws practically humming you and massaging your crotch through your jeans getting you to his bedroom leaving a pissed off Scott looking right at you “he never listens to me dammit! I told him he needed to start getting more independence from Logan!” He yelled over at Jean in a hushed whisper

“we can’t make him learn, they are both as codependent as eachother and in a unstable way they are like the perfect storm” Jean just shook her head and turned on her heels heading down her own hallway to her room leaving Scott taking one last glance at Logan’s bedroom door shutting behind the two of you before he himself just headed off to his own room.

“Why are you spendin s’much time with Scott these day…? Do you not like being around me anymore angel?” He’d coo to you his hand reaching between your thighs gripping your cock kissing the back of your neck making you shiver. “Mh—no it’s not that Logan- never”

you’d just whine as he undoes your belt pushing you back down onto his best and slipping his thumbs under your waits band getting your boxers off you. “Of course you wouldn’t would you doll? You’re just a sweet boy” he murmurs gently stroking your inner thighs with your uniform shirt skin tight with the leather hugging each and every plump curve of you w/s waist.

“Yeah I promise Lo, I promise—“ you can’t help but for him like a puppy chasing its owner with your cock leaking a slick mess against the black leather of your shirt driving you insane feeling torn rim rubbing all against his bed sheets, “I know you mean well darlin, think you deserve a reward?”

He lets one of his claws break the skin on his knuckle and traced up your red cockhead. His face dipping clutching at your thighs with a sense of infatuation looking up at you like some god with his chocolate eyes never leaving yours when he pressed a wet kiss against your tip removing his hand off your thigh and holding it still taking one big lick up the side of it.

“Take me more, just a little more Logan, c’mon” you instinctively buck your hips on the bed arching your back just wanting to grip his head and make him deep through you, your brows inching together and the zipper of your shirt feeling to tight with your heated circumstances leaving you unzipping and stripping for him.

“Goddamn angel! you’re like sugar on my tongue doll” suddenly you were his ambrosia, he picked up his pace and took your cock fully into his mouth deepthroating letting his tongue slip licking at your balls while you sit on the edge of the bed reaching your hand down gripping his hair tightly while me massages your thighs with his claws poking out of him like some feral dog breathing in your scent nuzzling his face into your groin making you feel his shaggy beard.

“Lo, I’m getting there- oh fck~!” Your back arches instinctively leaving your pecs pressed upwards to the trailing having rapidly as a sweat line builds up on the arch of your back. “That’s it, just let go for me I’ve got you baby”

his hands gentle up on your thighs feeling your cock start to twitch on his tongue like it was doing laps desperate to explode feeling and rating your bitter ropes shooting him in the throat while he just reaches his work worn hand down to your balls cupping them making sure he milks you good when he looks up at you.

The sensation overwhelming you losing torn grip on his head feeling your cock fall flat when his mouth leaves you bare again, “shh, you did so great angel, so fucki’n perfect it’s pitiful” Logan grumbles and gets up off his knees gripping you up softly by his standards holding York hips letting his claws leave red marks as he slides you up further on the bed with his signature smirk showing off his pretty canines.

“Need you right now Lo….i need you so bad” a broken whisper floods your mouth looking up with a pout presented on your lips when his hand reached around his neck pulling off his war tags, undoing them and reaching down putting them over your head “here, I wanna see you clutching those while I stretch that cunt out” he murmurs right in your ear and leaves you no time to think.

His hands spreading or cheeks apart spitting right in your rim watching it wink at him “you’re all wet like a sopping pussy aint’cha angel” his thumb rubbing your rim pushing it in open making you squirm but his other hand holds your hips down into the bed leaving you a mess with your cock getting hard again and weeping lonesomely between your thighs “add another” you spoke unsatisfied ranting meow already after the sensation of something inside you felt good

“Of course doll, wanna please this greedy hole” his thumb gets replaced with his index finger going in knuckle deep and curling up before he adds a second finger and scissors you with his eyes sole set on your face. “Is this better than Scot? You let all guys get their fingers inside this lil cunt?” His breath halts crossing the line of pure and utter infatuation feeling his cum flavored breath against your rim kissing it as he fingers you.

“Course not Lo! Only let you stretch and touch this..only you” your back arching holding the bed sheets feeling his fingers curling deep enough to leave you breathless when his finger pads rub that bundle of nerves, “I think you’re ready for the real thing, think you’re ready sweetheart?” His voice softens up a little seeing that fragile line of weakness you were tight lining when you laid out and splayed out for him like some pretty doll— no, His pretty doll.

“Yeah, I’m all ready I’m ready Logan” your words slur out drunk off of arousal with a pearly bead of precum rolling down your shaft looking up at Logan biding back your own tears not wanting to wake anyone else in the X-mansion when his fingers slide out of your puckered rim and his other hand slips to your hip grabbing them and pulling you backwards to him.

“It’s gonna hurt for a bit, promise I’ll go as slow as you want it baby boy..” his hands grip his belt buckle and unbuckles it pulling down his pants and throwing them somewhere in his room leaving you batting your lashes at the large bulge in his jeans protruding begging to come out as you try to calm down clutching the name tags around your neck.

“Fuck Lo- c’mon please” your voice whispering his name out like it’s your only prayer trying to get his boxers down with his thighs before he pulls them down leaving his cock standing eager and tall against his stomach with a prominent vein going up the curved side nearly having your mouth water when he spreads your thighs apart opening you up and holding your legs to the mattress letting his cock nudge and nuzzle between your cheeks while he looks down at you clutching his Wolverine tags.

“Just stay nice and quiet, don’t want Jean to hear you moaning…not yet alt least” he hums starting to nudge his tip inside past the gummy rim of muscles watching how it stretches, how the light in your eyes go glossy, how your pupils go wide like a cat when he stretches you—he’s already about to come just from that stupid little look on your face, oh the things you do to him.

His head droops down like a hound shoving his face in your crook holding you down to the mattress with your thighs gripped and wide apart slowly bottoming out into you “dammit doll, it’s like she’s purrin, does this little cunt like getting stretched?”

He groans biting your Adam apple pinching the skin between his canines stripping you of little gasps while he stays mounted on you leaving your cock sandwiched between his hair covered abdomen while the head board creaks when he pulls out a little and shallowly slams back inside you making your hole go wide burning from the sensation leaving your hands shaking clutching onto his tags hanging on your neck like they were prayer beads.

“Right there Lo, c’mon little more oh!” Your jaw slacking up under him going wide eyed when his cock drags along your inner walls pulling nearly all the way out to his tip and shoving back inside leaving you out of breath. “Shh, stay quiet baby doll, doin so good so far- don’t wanna have Scott seeing you like this”

his voice comes out like a choked growl letting his claws come out a little again shredding his own bed sheets while he buried his face further into your neck nibbling and sucking on the bite marks taking in deep whiffs of your scent making you swear his cock was pulsing every time he took a breath in,

“Smells so good baby, such a sweet doll” his hips start circling around and shoving forwards between your thighs letting his spit make for lube with your cock stuck against your belly button covered in Logan’s saliva while you reach your free hand to the back of his hair letting his beard leave red marks on your s/c skin.

“Lo-gan t’much, can’t take it Lo” your voice strangely from your lips letting your eyes gloss over and roll back when his cock head presses bullying your prostate making your rim feel like fire around his cock when he stretches you over and over bordering a painful pleasure. “Don’t say that angel, my pretty boy can take it all can’t he?” His voice speaks pressing sloppy wet kisses against your neck watching your face and how your fingers trembled to clutch his tags.

“I’m tryin Lo, I really am~!” You squeak your feeling your thighs go numb from being gripped tight and shoved to the bed not feeling his thrusts let up once. Logan’s hips start to stutter a little leaving you feeling his cock piercing you and keeping you spread as he slips his hands further up your legs moving from your inner thighs moving under your knees and shoving them to your chest allowing him to reach a deeper angle inside you.

“I know you’re tryin, doing so fucking well, just lay there and spread wide f’or me darlin” he grunts letting you feel how rigid his breath is dampening his beard with his drool licking up your neck mounting you hard leaving you beneath him feeling his body weight with a small huff removing one hand off your legs keeping his left hand under your knees holding them to your chest before he reaches around and gives your cock a firm grasp at the base making you arch.

“Oh~ I’m close Lo- I’m— gon’Ah” your voice cracks in half breaking into shards when your glossy eyes finally spill over with tears of pleasure leaving your ears ringing clamping and twitching around his cock feeling your base shudder under the rough hand cumming all over your own thighs and chest laying fucked out “look at’cha squirting all over yourself angel”

he heaves making your feel every buck and jerk of his hips with his mouth slipping upwards biting at your bottom lobe fucking you into the headboard.“Where do you want it sweetheart? Want it in your tummy or that pretty little mouth of yours hm?..or maybe all over them pouty lips” Logan whispers in your ear leaving his hot breath cooling the drool on your neck making it harder to speak just letting go of his hair trying to point at your belly trying to urge him inside.

“Nuh-uh baby doll, good boys use their words don’t they” he mocks you a little letting go of your softening cock to grip your hip with one hand and holding your right knee up to your chest letting your other leg hoop around his hip and bring him closer. “I wan’it inside me Lo- please inside”

you plead over and over going breathless when you finally feel the pudgy cock head pulling against your prostate letting you know what came next, white streams spewing all through your body making your feel like a little furnace under him while his grip loosens and his muscles tense up holding you steady looking up at you kissing away the tears on your cheeks growing more and more insane over you, enjoying how your skin held its afterglow and how your curves felt beneath him.

“There, there baby, don’t cry, lemme hold you…not letting you go [name] I’m never gonna” your heart skipped at those words never understanding he really meant them, only thinking he was trying to be all sweet to you when his hands leave your body letting his claws pull out of the mattress they were buried in as he crawls from between your thighs pulling out nice and slow with a slick pop.

“Logan” you wanted to tell him you needed more and you really would’ve if the feeling of his chin on your shoulder blade and the arm snaking around your waist from behind didn’t shut you up. “I know sweetheart” the only words that left his lips as he pressed a kiss to Your sensitive skin leaving the air field with a mutual understanding lingering in the air while he holds a you like he’s about to have you ripped away, his embrace tight and firm but holding a world of comfort to your used up body.

Bottom yandere dbf x top male reader imagines~ ໒꒰ྀི ◞ ◟꒱ྀིა Kinktober week one!

Just imagining yandere Dbf named John, always coming around and over hanging out with your dad watching football working on their trucks or talking about something stupid with your dad, you being you coming home from college looking like a new man, taller and more lean than you were when you left at eighteen having him drooling inside.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who obsesses over you the whole time you were back from college having you wrecking him bent over in the garage with one hand over his mouth fucking him so hard the tools in your dads box rattle around on the table trying to keep him shut up while he ascends under you, feeling his muscles tense up and him groaning against your palm.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! who gets a divorce not telling her the real reason is because his best friends son turned him into a utter whore, fucking his wife doesn’t make him orgasm anymore, not after he had your cock rearranging his insides, John being a burley man and would never come across as gay but he was a menace over you, riding your cock like an absolute goblin with him having a little bit of a beer belly and a patch of hair across his stomach going up his chest.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who shamelessly stares at you while drinking a beer next to your dad, speaking so casual about you while your dad says “you’ve grown into a fine young man” making John just nod, not even telling your dad how you get John on his knees begging to suck you off, rubbing your thighs like a feral animal in heat undoing your belt with a sigh watching how your cock springs out of your boxers standing up.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who needs to be dicked down a minimum of three times a week, whining letting you drag him away from the annual neighborhood bbq just to have you spreading his cheeks wide and fucking him, groaning and moaning in his ear snapping your hips having to hurry up and finish fast, not wanting your dad to walk upstairs and see his best friend bent over in his sons bed taking it.

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who secretly watches you when you leave back for college, unable to live without you stalking you and watching from afar wanting you back in your hometown already sending you pervy little messages about how “empty he feels” attached with a picture of him stuffing two fingers inside himself at work or a video of him stroking his cock on the couch watching football all hard wishing he was cockwarming you instead.

Just imagining Yandere Dbf! Who drives you back and forth to college, or so he tells your father even though he actually has you sitting in the back of the cab pulled over somewhere off the side of the highway with your cock buried deep inside his walls, never fucking him just murmuring and rambling to him asking him “d-o you feel me John? I’m pulsing so hard inside you, I’m gonna come and I don’t even need to fuck you.”

Just imagining yandere Dbf! Who tells your dad he has to go to the bathroom and grab a beer during football nights, actually sneaking off to your bedroom for you to fuck him feral like a bunny in heat gripping his shoulders snapping your hips pulling him back into your cock while you bite your bottom lip stuffing your moans cumming all inside him only to have him stand back up looking at you all love struck and smitten, smiling giving you a wet kiss murmuring how he loves you before pulling his jeans back up walking to the kitchen to grab a couple beers and walking back to your dad like nothing happened.

My requests are open but I may be a little slow with writing them! ⋆˚✿˖°

I don’t usually send requests but I’m in love with your blog!! I wanted to ask for shy m!reader with Logan. Headcanons maybe?

Logan x shy male reader head cannons~! ⋆˚✿˖°

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Logan met you some time after Jean, he always said after her that he’d never go back to loving anyone again but then you came into his life, you ruined all hopes and plans of a loveless life. He met you when he decided to move back to his old cabin wanting to live In Solitude being a lumberjack again and then there you were, hand me down sweater and a pair of jeans working the register at the local supply store and it was like the gears in his head twisted.

Watching from afar how your hands trembled giving the customers their change, cracking a wobbly smile with your eyes focused downwards. He would purposely say the most absolutely lewd and flirtatious things about you, saying stuff like “are those jeans new? Your ass looks better today” he’d spew it so casually caring less when him and other workers came into the store. He’d flirt and ask you for your number just wanting to be around you, loving the shade of red you went. Blinking like a dumb frog when he pops the question for a date making your cheeks rosy.

The date ending up at some local diner, you stuttering over your words fumbling around with your sweater sleeves just making him show off his canines smiling over at you. “What’s a’ matter bub?” He’d ask you teasing you a little when you start slurping your words and rambling but he listens to each rant like it’s a god speaking to him, weeks later casual dates turn into dating and this man will treat you like heaven sent. He’d worship the ground you walked on if you asked him nicely.

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During sex Logan will either be one or two ways with you, he’ll either fuck you like you’re a glass doll afraid his cock will break you in two, or he’ll praise you like an utter princess and fuck you senseless bent over any and all counters in his cabin— if he’s pent up enough he won’t even need a counter, just groaning in your ears holding your thighs open and spread making you feel the veiny base spreading you open wide while he moans kissing at your neck murmuring out “such’a good boy for lettin me use this pretty hole”

Logan would be gentle for your first time with him, he’d take the time to read your body and learn what earns that to curling back arching off the bed making your ears ring kinda orgasm, he’s been around long enough to know how to make the human body fold and he works you from day to night, he’d blow you after work and he’d have you over at his cabin so much you have a go bag and your own hygiene products at his place, he’d at-least eat you out a minimum of once per visit if he could. Logan loves eating your ass out nearly as much as he loves fucking you.

No matter your body size, Logan is a tummy guy, he loves your thighs and your assets don’t get him wrong but something about gripping your tummy tight and holding you close when he fucks you, if you have stretch marks then he’ll make a note to rub at them with his claws, if your ribs peak or if your bones poke then he doesn’t give a damn either. No matter what Logan will grip your belly and hold you flesh to flesh and nail you from behind having your eyes staring into the back of your head, your face beat red from embarrassment and he will fuck you in front of a mirror at least once maybe more if you like it but he wants you as humiliated and fucked out as he can. Grunting out “Such’a beautiful fuckin sight ain’t it bub?” Into your ear holding your jaw watching himself fuck you.

feminine-like m!reader with his seatmate at school that does not STOP staring at him, sometimes even puts his hand on m!reader's thigh, during a partner project they both get paired up and he invites m!reader over to his house, his parents arent home and they fuck :3 (breeding kink, creampie n praising maybe)

Seat-mate x feminine male reader ~! ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

WC:. 1.4k

Tags: breeding kink, feminization, female lingerie on men, porn no plot, praising, readers ass being referred to as “pussy” and “cunt” (both are of age!) consensual feminization, slight teasing reader <33

A/N I referred to him as seat mate just for the sake of simplicity but imagine him as whoever you please!~ ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

Ever since you were sat next to him during your last semester of senior year all he ever did was look you over, you could practically feel the bulge in his pants just throbbing when you’d look at him, the way his hand slid up under your mini skirt just playing with the ruffles while he works away on his test.

Those nicknames he’d give you, calling you “peaches” or “baby” even after you’d just roll your eyes and look the other way pretending you didn’t care.

You knew this was going to be nothing but a dumb mistake and yet you still said yes when he approached you with a seemingly innocent smile just asking “wanna be my partner pretty boy? Nobody else wants to be my partner”

something inside you knew it was a filthy lie, he was one of the most popular slackers you knew and he had a higher grade in the class than you. Buttering up that little ego of yours always worked though.

That’s how he managed to get you in this situation, panties pulled to the side laying in his parents bed with your white stockings ripped open enough for his cock to stretch your pretty little hole open.

“O’my ah~ there” your voice lazily purred out face in the pillows wearing a pair of pretty white laced panties fitting your s/c skin perfectly with a little pink bow right above the bulge of your cock “mm, such soft walls like a pretty little peach, baby”

he’d massage the globes of your ass through the ripped stockings watching how your ass gaped stretching for him perfectly.

Your hands holding onto the bedsheets letting your head droop like a feverish bunny feeling his cock head bullying your insides while he grips your skin and tugs at your body punctuating each thrust “prettiest pussy I’ve ever had angel, it’s stretchin S’much she’s being so sweet t’me honey”

his voice would heave in your ear kissing the bag of your neck sloppily while his hand reaches down and starts palming your cock through the panties leaving a wet spot right above the pink bow.

“I’can’t t’much I can’t any’mre” your lips pressed to a pout rolling your eyes back into your skull clenching weakly around his cock laying on your knees and chest with your shirt pushed up in the back showing off your arch, showing off your flesh, how your cheeks smushed upwards when his hips pressed to your ass making friction every time he thrusted forwards only pushing up the ruffles on your skirt even more.

“Don’t lie t’me baby, I know you can take it, that’s why you came here all dolled up ain’t it? You just needed a little care ‘s all baby” his voice cracked roughly biting and sucking at the sides of your neck bending your body with his holding you under him removing his hand off your bulge leaving your cock weeping between your thighs while his hand slips its way on top of your holding yours while he fucks forward.

Plap-plap-plap. The sounds flood the bedroom making it real of sex and your scent making you go weak in the knees bucking your ass backwards into his groin for him. “That’s a good boy, peach”

his other hand tearing open your stockings more not taking his mouth off the side of your neck once just letting his drool make its way down into the bed while his cock head touches and bruises up your insides leaving them all flushed and tender.

“Ah— deeper~ mh there” you whimper weakly against a pillow leaving drool marks from your chin while his hands slither and snake off of yours and down to your thighs holding one thigh open and using the other to hold your belly.

“You want me t’put a baby in there? D’ya want me to knock this little pussy up fer ya honey?” Your heart drops trying to nod weakly unable to speak.

“Good boys use their words don’t they darlin” he stated simply in your ear snapping his hips a little harder leaving your rum wide open and burning from being stretched for too long having your back arching as deep as you could shrieking into the pillows like a mouse

You find yourself trying to reach one of your shaky hands down to your crotch just wanting to give your lonesome manhood the attention it needs before the hand on your stomach grips your wrist bigger and firm stopping it from breaching the waistband of your panties.

“Nuh uh doll, you are gonna cum off of my cock, so keep those hands of yours gripping the sheets and lemme work Your body” his grunts mingling and mixing with yours feeling the sweat off your back against his chest when he moves against you making you feel the prominent vein on his cock rubbing your walls.

“Please just touch me-“ you try and beg, you choke on your words just needing to get off, feeling like you’ve been edged on for hours with your cock trembling inside your panties “shh, just relax into it, you’ve done so good peaches”

Your gummy like walls clamp and try to suck his cock further inside, milking him feeling your body go limp under his when his fat tip nails your prostate again having your ears ringing loud with tears welling up in your eyes ready to spill when he holds you close talking to you like a glass doll, fucking you like a whore having you ruined in his parents bed praying internally they never come home.

“I’m getting close angel, gonna stuff you up so full, you want that pretty boy? T’me what this cunt wants” he coos to you letting your shaky wrist go to tug at your hair making you lift your ruined face from the pillows nearly melted under him with your mascara runny having those delicious lips all plump pressed to a pout while your glitter gloss stains your chin.

“I— I wan’it inside, mh inside~!” You croak weakly feeling your balls all red spilling out of your panties ready to explode from the hot heat of pressure in your poor tummy, your toes curled up inside your stockings laying with your head thrown back feeling his lips pressed firmly to your pulse point aiming his hips upwards at an angle getting his cock to spread Your deepest parts.

“That’s it baby, there’s my sweet boy, moaning all pretty f’me” his lips trace up your jaw and to your own lips fighting his tongue down your throat letting his own lips smear the glitter gloss around on your face not caring as his hips start snapping forwards harder making your little skirt ride up your back fucking you like he needed it as bad as you did.

“I’m close-I’m so dam close” you hiccup out to him sniffling with your nose starting to run with your cheeks turning cherry red but you keep kissing him gasping in deep breaths between kisses feeling your body clench up and your shoulder blades push back whining out starting to cum on yourself.

Your cock head nudging the fabric of your panties pushing against the bow letting hot ropes spurt through the fabric making you crumble and shake from the pressure releasing but he doesn’t stop, his hands reaching down from your head letting your face fall back into the pillow while he grunts and kisses his way between your shoulders pushing up your blouse and holding a handful of your flat chest making sure to get your buds perky slipping up your matching white bralette.

“Pretty boy, with such pretty breasts” he’s bordering hysterics from having his cock buried inside you for so long, his hands pull at your nipples squeezing and massaging them under your shirt holding you in a delirious state of pleasure starting to reach his climax inside of you.

“Peaches, feel how it’s filling up your womb, gonna have you sho stuffed” he crumbles on top of you pushing the last bit of your orgasm out of you while his cock throbs right against your bundle of nerves pulsing hot with his cum shooting out thin and hot in translucent ropes filling you up holding you close groaning into the back of your blouse making your knees give leaving the hand under your bralette holding you up while you go limp already going soft from your release.

“That’s it, your hole is being nice and greedy t’day [name]” he mutters staying still in that position as though he was trying to get his cock to knock you up not caring his parents would be home in less than an hour, you couldn’t properly make a sentence but oh well, atleast he finally had you ruined like he’d been imagining for the past month.