Fic: Wilds Winds - Tumblr Posts
He’s totally stealing one of her things 😀
Omggggg could we get a snippet of the pogues coming back while Logan and Rafe are in her room?
Here is one! Although they're not exactly in her room for this one... 🤣
18+ | MDNI | References to sex, language.
“That’s the best way to start a day off,” Logan sighed breathlessly and Rafe hummed in agreement, pressing another kiss to her knee.
“Better than serving drinks to dumbasses trying to look down your shirt?”
“Yeah,” Logan pushed herself up onto her elbows, biting down on her lip as she looked at him, “Now I just have to deal with one asshole trying to look down my shirt all day.”
Rafe scoffed, leaning forward to slap her left ass cheek warningly, Logan giggling as he did, “That asshole just gave you two orgasms, so you might wanna be nice to the hand that fucks you.”
“Or the mouth that licks my pussy.”
Rafe laughed, shaking his head at her as he released her leg, but before he could reply, they heard the clunk and clank of a car approaching, Logan scrambling off the table as Rafe pushed the chair back, the former moving quickly towards the window to peek through.
“Fuck, it’s the Twinkie.”
“The what?” Rafe ran the back of his hand along his mouth as Logan pushed her skirt back down, hand reaching out to grab onto his bicep as she hauled him through the kitchen and down the hall towards her bedroom.
“The Twinkie,” Logan wrapped her fingers around the door knob and pushed the door open, moving Rafe inside, “John B’s Volkswagen. They call it the Twinkie.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know,” Logan jumped onto her bed to move towards the window behind it, reaching for the dangling rod to close the blinds, “Stay here until I get rid of them.”
“And if they don’t go?”
“Make yourself comfortable?” Logan paused in the doorway, eyes shooting towards her nightstand beside the bed and then the dresser, “but don’t be weird. I don’t want to come back to you sniffing my underwear or something.”
Rafe shot her an unimpressed look as he leaned back against the dresser, the sounds of the Twinkie’s doors opening and closing echoing through the old, thin windows, “I literally just had three of my fingers inside you…not to mention my tongue...”
“And you did a great job, gold stars for pussy eating." Logan walked back towards the door, “Don’t make a sound, k?”
Just as Logan closed the door behind her, did the front door open widely, JJ thundering in with the merry band of Pogues behind him, “Logan?”
“Here,” Logan moved down the hall, hand casually smoothing down her skirt as she leaned against the back of the couch, “What’re you guys doing here?”
“Why are you home on a Thursday?” JJ glanced around the house, frown across his face.
“I’m not working today.”
“But it’s Thursday…”
“So?” Logan lifted her eyebrows.
“Thursdays are your late night…”
“I’m off,” Logan lifted her shoulder. “What are you guys doing here anyway?”
“I’m just lookin’ for something,” JJ was as vague as she was and she watched him wander through the living room before ducking into the kitchen and utility rooms.
While her brother attempted to look casual, Logan glanced towards the other Pogues, “Wanna fill me in?”
“Sorry,” John B slipped his hands into the pockets of his board shorts as he hovered just inside the front door, “Classified.”
“Of course it is.”
JJ let out a groan, throwing Logan an annoyed look over his shoulder after he did a second pass through the kitchen, “Why is your underwear on the ground? Please tell me you didn't bring someone here...”
God these two are acting so damn cute together and want them to be happyyyyyyyyyy
Do you have a snippet of Logan calling Rafe hot shot/buddy yet? 😂
I could do that! 🤣😉
18+ | MDNI | References to sex, flirting.
“Yeah, ok,” Logan rolled her eyes as she leaned over to rest her elbows on the Calacatta marble, eyes trailing across the veiny slab before she glanced toward Rafe, the oldest Cameron pulling open the refrigerator door, “whatever you say, buddy.”
It took exactly four seconds before Rafe turned his head, eyebrows furrowed, his gaze shifting away from the shelves in the refrigerator door to look towards her, watching as she rolled the Tootsie Pop around her molars, lips pursed around the white stick.
He slowly took a step back, the refrigerator door closing on its own as his frown only depended, one hand sliding along his hip, “Did…you just call me buddy?”
Logan cracked the Tootsie Pop in response, eyebrows lifting into her hairline, “Problem?”
“Um…” Rafe moved to stand near the counter across from her, his hands resting flat on the surface, “Last time I checked, buddies don’t shower together after having sex all morning…”
“Oh,” Logan pushed away from the counter, hand lifting to twirl her stick, “huh…good to know. I uh…need to make a few calls...”
Logan shrieked when Rafe closed the space between them quickly, one arm wrapping around her waist as the other pulled the sucker from her mouth, and just when she thought he was going to kiss her did he nip her bottom lip warningly, “Behave.”
Logan tilted her head back, requesting a kiss but Rafe only denied her, instead taking the Tootsie Pop into his own mouth before he released her, the open palm to his other hand lifting to slap against her denim covered ass.