Fantasize ~ Logan Howlett

I LOWKEY, LOWKEY NEED sfw and nsfw alphabet for Wolverine?!!?!?! 😝😝😝 that man has me going INSANE

logan howlett sfw alphabet

pairing : logan howlett x fem!reader warnings : reader uses she/her pronouns, size difference a/n : these are my own thoughts, i understand people may see them differently. i respect that but please don’t leave mean comments 💌

A ➝ Affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

⤷ you’re relationship with logan doesn’t start out as the most affectionate. it takes him awhile to get used to sharing his life with someone. even more so it knaws at the back of his mind how small and fragile you are compared to his large size, he’s almost too scared to break you. once you convince him you aren’t made of glass he opens up. he’s obsessed with touching you. always having his hand on some part of you body whether it be your lower back or stomach, he feels without your touch he isn’t grounded.

B ➝ Best Friend (what would they be like as a best friend?)

⤷ logan wouldn’t know how to handle having you as his friend. you’d talk to much and get little back from him. scared to hurt your feelings he would grunt and groan at any question you asked him. it’s not until you pull away from and start hanging around wade that he realizes how much he actually misses you talking his ear off with you excessive hand gestures.

C ➝ Cuddles (do they like to cuddle?)

⤷ at first he wasn’t really into it, but then one night you were watching a movie and you slipped your self into his arms and when he realized how perfect you fit he became obsessed. now whenever the two of you are just relaxing he picks you up and puts you right between his arms

D ➝ Domestic (do they want to settle down?)

⤷ at first the idea of settling down had scared him. you’d approached him with the idea after your friends had gotten engaged and it completely spooked him. he didn’t want to think to far into the future not really knowing whether he’d have one with all the danger in his life. but there was one night you were gathered around a table, your closest friends in suit with a birthday cake lit. the smile on your face was worth more than any lifetime he could live. lost in your face he realized just how truly and deeply he loved you and if he had to spend another two hundred years on this earth he’d do it wearing a ring that signifies that his heart will always belongs to you, long after your gone.

E ➝ Ending (if they had to break up with their partner how would they do it?)

⤷ (i cry) you’d never end things with logan, far too in love with him. he would however, only on the occasion that he was putting your life in danger by being with him. he’d break your heart and tell you it never meant anything because you hating him hurt less than knowing he left and you still loved him.

F ➝ Fiancé (how do they feel about marriage & commitment?)

⤷ he’s obsessed with the idea of giving you the life you deserve while simultaneously giving himself the life he deserves. there’s not a thing in the world he loves more than you.

G ➝ Gentle (how gentle are they? both physically and emotionally)

⤷ he’s extremely gentle with you, always treating you as if you were the most expensive thing in the world. he’s never dare to hurt you, often leaving the house when his anger became to much.

H ➝ Hugs (do they like hugs?)

⤷ oh yes he loves them, feeling your skin against his drives him insane.

I ➝ I love you (how fast do they say i love you)

⤷ it took him awhile, you definitely said it first. he knew the weight of what that word meant for the people he cared about. it meant you not knowing if the next mission would be his last or you being put in danger. it felt selfish of him to feel that way for you.

J ➝ Jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they get jealous)

⤷ oh boy does this man get jealous. donning you with his dog tags around your neck he easily stakes claim to you. while he knows you aren’t something to posses it’s an animal thing. to claim what’s your and mark your territory. he knew people couldn’t smell the way he could but making sure you always left the house with a hint of his scent always put a smile on his face.

K ➝ Kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

⤷ MESSY!!! he kisses you like your the last breath of air he’ll ever experience. filled with tongue and teeth he never fails to leave you breathless.

L ➝ Little ones (how are they around children)

⤷ he freezes. he’s scared of them, how small they are and fragile. he’d love to have them with you one day but only if he was guaranteed they would end up like him.

M ➝ Mornings (how are mornings spent)

⤷ usually lazy in bed cuddled up to you, his face in your neck just breathing in your scent.

N ➝ Nights (how are nights spent with them)

⤷ most nights are spent with you showing his old movies and teasing him on how old he is. making jokes that he can’t keep up with you which turns into him showing you how much he definitely can.

O ➝ Open (when would they start revealing themselves?)

⤷ for logan opening up to you meant showing you a side of him that he didn’t want you to see. painting this damaged and broken picture of himself and putting it on display for the most beautiful woman to see. it took him awhile and you were more than willing to wait. you loved him for who he was now, and you knew he wouldn’t be the person he is today without his past. you’d love that too.

P ➝ Patience (how easily angered are they)

⤷ logan is easily angered, while he’s usually not angry with you. you’ve seen his anger up close and personal but he’d never directed it towards you.

Q ➝ Quizzes (how much would they remember about you)

⤷ he’d remember everything. from every dream you’ve ever told him about to every beauty mark on your body. as if it was ingrained in his memory forever haunting his very being.

R ➝ Remember (what is their favorite memory)

⤷ his favorite memory is definitely the night you met, your shower had broke and you knocked on wades door at one am, he’d open the door to find you staring up at his through hopefully eyes.

S ➝ Security (how protective are they?)

⤷ let there be any threat to you and logan’s on it. whether it be the barista was rude when she handed your coffee or some guy catcalling you on the street. he’s eager to make you feel better and quick to let people know you don’t mess with what’s his.

T ➝ Try (how thoughtful are they?)

⤷ it took him awhile to figure out what you liked, whether flowers or extravagant gifts were your style. he remembers every day. the first year of your relationship was spent celebrating that day you met, your first kiss, and even the day he asked you to be his.

U ➝ Ugly (what are some bad habits)

⤷ he shuts down when things get too hard. when he feels you pulling away he gets a nervous and essentially makes it easier for you to leave. you having to often remind him that every argument doesn’t mean your going to leave.

V ➝ Vanity (how concerned are they with their looks)

⤷ he couldn’t care less how he looked always stunned by your beauty.

W ➝ Whole (would they feel incomplete without you)

⤷ if you ever left him he’d claw his own heart out of his chest. you are the only thing that keeps him going. after two hundred long years life was starting to get tiring, but you made living worth it.

X ➝ xtra (a random head cannon for them)

⤷ imagine you banging on wades door at one am, hair wet from the shower you started only for it to go cold. the door swings open and you see logan standing before you. creaking out a hello you ask for wade only for him to be asleep, you quickly enter the apartment reassuring the broody hot man that you’ll only be a minute. but of course you’d forget your towel.

Y ➝ Yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like)

⤷ honestly he hates silence. after hearing you talk for years the second you silence yourself he knows somethings wrong.

Z ➝ Zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs)

⤷ logan usually can’t fall asleep without you, being riddled by nightmares. holding you tight to his chest he can finally sleep peacefully.

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Natalya awoke to the soft chirping of birds outside her window, a smile already tugging at her lips. Slipping out of bed, she padded across the hardwood floor to her vanity, adorned with an array of cosmetics and hair accessories. Today, like any other day, she had a routine to follow—a delicate dance of beauty rituals and wardrobe choices. She couldn't stop thinking about the dinner she and her friends had at the grill the night prior.

As if Caroline wasn't already overbearing in the school hallway, interrogating her and Elena, she went ahead and took it up another level by grilling poor Stefan on his whole family situation. Natalya was put off by Stefan; she got a weird vibe from him. Even Bonnie said she felt weird around him, but then again, she swore on her lucky stars that when she touched him the other night, she saw a vision. Natalya brushed her teeth, washed her face, and applied some light makeup. Growing up, Elena always told her how beautiful she was, and because of that, she preferred light makeup over heavy. She decided to straighten her hair down and applied two white clips on each side, pinning back her front hair. She shut the light off in her bathroom, heading for her dresser. She pulled out her favorite pair of denim jeans. She and Bonnie decided to customize their jeans one sleepover when they got bored. Hers had a Playboy bunny on one pocket. Then she grabbed a pink lace tank top and put on her pink Converse.

After quickly fixing her shirt and grabbing a sweater, Natalya grabbed her backpack and headed out of her room. But as she swung open the door, she collided with someone, causing her to stumble backward. "Ouch!" Natalya exclaimed, blinking in surprise as she regained her balance. She looked up to see her older sister Elena standing in the hallway, a bemused expression on her face. "Elena, you scared me!" Natalya laughed, adjusting her backpack. Elena chuckled, shaking her head at her sister's antics. "Sorry about that, I was rushing," Elena said, hiding her smile. "Rushing to go see Stefan?" Natalya said with her eyebrows raised and a smile in her eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about," Elena said back in a sly voice. "You look amazing as always though, Talya," Elena said, looking her up and down with a smile. One thing about Elena was that she truly adored her baby sister; she was her best friend. Elena had many friends, but none would ever top Natalya in her eyes. She loved her sister endlessly and she was happy that she was finally enjoying her life since their parents passed away. "Why thank you, sister," Natalya smiled back, spinning in a circle to show off her outfit, feeling a surge of affection for her sister. Despite their occasional clashes, she knew Elena always had her back. "GIRLS!" they heard their aunt Jenna yell; they both scrambled down the stairs where they found their aunt standing in front of a mirror with her hair in a crazy updo. "Do I look like an adult? As in respectfully parental?" she asked, turning to the girls. "Depends on where you're going," Elena said, looking over at Jenna. "I agree with Lena," Natalya joined in. Jenna sighed. "Jeremy's parent-teacher conference," she said, moving her hair down. "Hair up or down?" she asked. Natalya moved behind her, grabbing her hair and putting it back up in a clip. "Sexy stewardess," she said, moving it back down. "Boozy housewife," Natalya finished, patting Jenna on her butt with a wink. "Up it is; you two are feisty today," she said, finishing pinning her hair up. "I feel good today, which is rare, so I've decided to go with it," Elena said, moving towards the kitchen. "Fly free, walk on sunshine, and all the stuff," she said, sitting at the kitchen island. "I know why you feel good; one word, starts with an S," she said back to Elena with a smug look. "And to answer you, Aunt Jenna, I slept so good last night; of course, I feel good," she said, turning back to Jenna. "Well, I'm glad Jeremy seemed miserable; something about building a birdhouse," she said, moving her hands as she went through the fridge before she paused. "There is no workshop, is there?" Both girls stifled their laughter, shaking their heads no.

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Natalya was walking down the hallway with bonnie and caroline, "i'm confused, are you psychic or clairvoyant?" caroline said putting up signs for the cheer team as she walked "Technically, grams says I'm a witch. My ancestors were these really cool Salem witch chicks or something.Grams tried to explain it all, but she was looped on the liquor so I kinda tuned out. Crazy family, yes. Witches? I don't think so." bonnie said wrapping her arm around natalya's own arm, "i mean if grams told me i was a witch i'd believe her she's got the whole witch vibe going on" natalya said as she fixed her lipgloss "want some?" she pointed her towards her lipgloss to bonnie who took it from her hand "plus imagine being a witch that would be totally cool, i would totally rock the witch persona" she said with a smile on her lips, caroline turned around and tilted her head "i think if you were going to anything it'd be a vampire, you'd be a hot vampire." she said with a wink towards natalya, "no way she'd be a witch for sure, the real life good witch, my glinda" bonnie said handing natalya her lip gloss back, "Yeah, well, feel free to conjure up the name and number of that guy from last night," Caroline said, handing Natalya and Bonnie half her stack of posters. "Here, help me hand these out," Caroline continued as she turned and walked in a different direction. "You mean the guy from last night with the blue eyes?" Natalya said, recalling the man she had run into on her way home from the grill. She had left Bonnie and Caroline early after Bonnie started complaining about how Elena got every man she wanted.

"Yeah, I can't listen to this anymore," Natalya said as she started gathering her stuff. "Nat..." Bonnie said, giving her a look that Natalya could only interpret as an apology. She shook her head, trying to tell Bonnie not to feel sorry.

"Oh, come on, Nat. The only reason you don't agree is because you've never had a boyfriend for Elena to steal," Caroline said. Natalya knew Caroline was drunk and not being herself, but she still couldn't sit through it. She grabbed her things and gave Bonnie a quick hug and kiss goodbye, then made her way towards the exit.

After she left the grill, she remembered that Bonnie had been her ride home. She had been so busy with Caroline that she must have forgotten. Natalya pulled out her phone to call Elena for a ride when she collided with a stranger. "Watch where you're going," he muttered low and gravely, sending a shiver down Natalya's spine. She looked up and was met with piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into her soul with each gaze. His dark hair was slicked back, giving him a sinister air. The man towered over her in height, and he wore a leather jacket that creaked with every movement he made, adding to his unsettling presence. Natalya took a step back, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. "I'm sorry," she stammered out. The stranger's lips turned up into a smirk. "Apology accepted," he said, his voice dripping with malice. All of Natalya's instincts were screaming at her to run, but she stood frozen in her place, unable to tear her eyes away from the stranger's haunting eyes. "What's your name?" the stranger asked. "Natalya," she whispered, her voice barely audible. The stranger's smirk widened, his eyes dilating with each word he spoke. "Well, Natalya, it seems we have a connection," he said, taking a step closer to her. Natalya's heart raced as she backed away with each step he took closer, her mind racing with fear. She'd never seen this man before; he didn't go to school with her. Part of her wanted to scream, but she was stuck frozen, staring into his eyes.

Before she could react, the stranger reached out and grasped her arm with a grip that felt like ice. "You are not going to remember this interaction; you're going to think you ran into a handsome stranger on your way home. The next time you see me, you will remember the conversation we had tonight; you will not tell anyone when you do remember. Do you understand?" the man spoke, his voice low and commanding. With her mind fuzzy, Natalya removed her arm from the stranger's grasp. "I'm sorry, I should have been watching where I was going," she said, shaking her head. Moving out of the man's way, she dialed Elena's phone number as she made her way down the street.

"I didn't see him, you did. Why didn't you just speak to him?" Bonnie spoke back to Caroline, shaking her head at Natalya.

"I don't know; I was drunk," Caroline said.

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Natalya sat next to her sister at the grill with Caroline and Bonnie. It was the town's night of the comet and apparently, to Bonnie, a night of supernatural doom and gloom. "Well, I was talking to Grams, and she said the comet is a sign of impending doom. The last time it passed over Mystic Falls, there was lots of death. So much blood and carnage, it created a bed of paranormal activity," Bonnie explained. "Yeah, and then you poured Grams another shot, and she told you about the aliens," Caroline replied back sarcastically. "So then what?" she then turned her head to Elena. "So then nothing," Elena said. "You and Stefan talked all night? There was no sloppy first kiss or touchy-feely of any kind?" Caroline replied. The conversation had shifted to them talking about how Elena had Stefan over last night. "Nope. We didn't go there," Elena replied, "Trust me, I would know; those walls are thin," Natalya said with a slight smile. "Not even a handshake? I mean, Elena, we are your friends. Ok? You are supposed to share the smut," Natalya was shaking her head to agree with Caroline. "Exactly, and I've never been with anyone, so it's up to you all to tell me these things so I can live vicariously through you," Elena pursed her lips. "We just talked for hours," Caroline scoffed. "Ok, what is with the blockage? Just jump his bones already! Ok, it's easy. Boy likes girl, girl likes boy, sex," Elena suddenly got up, Natalya's eyes widened. "Profound, Caroline," Elena responded. "Wait, where are you going?" Bonnie asked.

"Caroline's right. It is easy. If I sit here long enough, I'll end up talking myself out of it instead of doing what I started the day saying I was going to do." she then walked away. "Okay, that was so out of character for her," Natalya said, sipping her strawberry lemonade. The night of the comet had approached quickly. Natalya was once again back to handing out flyers with Elena and Bonnie.

"He didn't call, huh?" Bonnie asked Elena.

"Or text, but I realized we never even exchanged that stuff. We've never gotten to the texting part," Natalya whipped her head around." Seriously?" Bonnie nodded her head in agreement. "That's an important milestone in like any relationship," Elena moved to hand more flyers. "Isn't it? The timing is wrong anyway?" Natalya stopped handing her looking at her sister. "Yeah, but when is it ever right? Remember Jason? We dated a month after Mom and Dad passed away, and I know for a fact the time wasn't right then," giving her sister a smile she turned back to start setting up candles. "I just don't think I'm ready, ya know?" Elena responded. "Again, who is?" Bonnie replied with a small smile. "At least I'm putting myself out there," Elena retorted, "Is that what we're calling it now?" Bonnie responded, "What's that supposed to mean?" Elena snaps back.

"I'm just saying all I'm hearing is reasons why you can't," Bonnie says shrugging her shoulders and walking away. Out of the corner of her eye, Natalya swears she saw the stranger from the night prior, but when she whips her head around she's met with nothing. "You okay, Talya?" Elena asks, moving closer to her sister. "Huh..? Yea, I'm alright, Lena." Elena ditched Natalya to walk around with Stefan, Bonnie got the creeps again from him, and Caroline was nowhere to be seen. Natalya was totally ditching the comet. As she walked alone to her car, the night air felt thick with unease. Her friends and sister lost in their own world, even her brother was wrapped up in Vicki land. Now, the deserted parking lot seemed to stretch out before her like a void, the only sound the echo of her footsteps on the pavement. Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound, like someone moving in the shadows. Natalya's heart skipped a beat as she glanced around, her senses on high alert. She quickened her pace, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. Then, out of nowhere, he appeared—the dark-haired man with piercing blue eyes, his presence sending a chill down Natalya's spine. "You again?" she gasped, her voice trembling with fear. "How did you—" But before she could finish her sentence, the man was standing before her, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you," Damon said as that smirk Natalya was all too familiar with settled on his features. Natalya took a step back, her heart racing in her chest. "What do you want?" she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need a small favor from you," he said as he moved closer to her, locking her gaze with his. "You are going to pretend to be in a relationship with me. You see, I know the fact that I'm messing with your head will bother my baby brother. So his precious girlfriend's baby sister has to be collateral," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Wh— who are you?" she whispered back, her eyes still gazing into his. But the man didn't respond. Instead, he reached out and grasped her arm with a grip that felt like ice. Natalya gasped, her pulse quickening as she struggled to break free. Natalya arrived home; she set her keys on the table near the door — "Hey, Talya," Elena said, bounding down the stairs, "i was thinking we could slumber it tonight.. maybe watch a movie?" she said grabbing a bowl from the kitchen. Natalya felt this overbearing sensation to inform her older sister about the man she had met once again in the parking lot, but the words the came out of her mouth didn't reflect what was going on in her mind — actually it was the total opposite, it was like she was saying one thing in her mind but she couldn't say it out loud, so she just decided to say nothing. "I actually just want to go to bed, I had a really long night and i'm just not feeling it." she responded "Natalya are you alright?" Elena said walking over to her sister moving her to sit on the couch — if only she knew but it was like Natalya's mouth was sealed shut, "yea Elena i'm fine" she took her hand from Elena's grasp and stormed upstairs. when Natalya entered her bedroom she shut the door and leaned against it. "you wanted to tell her didn't you?" Damon said as he laid on Natalya's bed messing around with her teddy bear — "what are you going to do to me?"

Natalya whispered in a vice like fear — "well i have a couple things but right now i'm hungry. why don't you come sit down next to me?" Natalya hesitated — "cmon Natalya you have to do what i say.. that's how this works" he persuaded in a sing song voice. Natalya's hesitant footsteps move her towards the bed. she sat down next to him as he moved to her, "see that wasn't so hard" he said as he moved her hair out of her face cupping her cheek. Natalya sat frozen as Damon's lips pressed against hers, his kiss forceful and demanding. Panic surged through her veins as she realized she didn't want this, but Damon was stronger than her, his grip on her arms unyielding. "Stop," Natalya gasped, trying to push him away, but Damon only tightened his hold, his kiss growing more aggressive. "Natalya, don't fight it," Damon murmured against her lips, his voice low and commanding. "You know you want this." But Natalya didn't want this. She wanted to scream, to run away from Damon's suffocating embrace, but she was powerless against him. And then, she felt a sharp pain shoot through her neck as Damon's fangs pierced her skin.

She cried out in agony, her entire body wracked with pain as Damon drank from her. She felt weak, dizzy, and helpless, her vision swimming as darkness threatened to consume her. Damon pulls away kissing down her neck moving her sweater out of his way. Natalya felt sick to her stomach as she at him, her body trembling with fear and disgust. She wanted to scream, to run away and never look back, but she knew she was trapped in Damon's web of control. She didn't even want to think of was happened next. She knew she hated the man next to her, Natalya had never hated anyone before. But this man — he's taken something from her she'd never get back. She didn't know what he wanted with her, why he did what he did. She knew he wasn't human based on the way that when he was done with her he told her to never say anything about what happened, and she listened. The Gilbert girl hesitantly fell asleep.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞!!

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐤𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐜!! 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐚 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞!

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thinking about that one scene with tony and steve where they are arguing but imagining bambi!stark!reader x logan howlett 💋

‘you aren’t so special bambi huh’ logan grunts out in anger ‘take away all those looks what are you really’

you’re smirk turns into a full blown smile raising your head and standing tall. ‘genius, billionaire, maneater, philanthropist… honestly wolvie the list goes on’

‘yea and what do you have to show for it besides that fucking attitude’ he argues back crossing his arms over his chest that rises and falls with each heavy breath.

‘oh i don’t know maybe those suits you and your little boy band like to wear’

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who i write for, rules, and everything else!

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who i write for ➻❥ any of the characters i lost below.

what i’ll write for ➻❥ smut, fluff & angst.

what i will not write for ➻❥ incest, noncon, r*pe, sa, death, murder & anything i may be uncomfortable with.

other notes ➻❥ i love taking requests so please always ask 💌

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i love all kinks, no hate here! there are a couple i won’t write for but i’m very open to trying!

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˚₊‧꒰ა ʚïɞ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬

The tale begins with the sudden and tragic loss of Natalya's beloved family in a devastating accident. Bereft of her pillars of support, she is thrust into a dark and desolate abyss of despair, struggling to make sense of her shattered existence. Each day becomes a battle against overwhelming grief, as she grapples with the haunting echoes of her past. Yet, amidst the suffocating veil of sorrow, Natalya discovers a flicker of resilience burning within her soul. With trembling hands and a heart heavy with sorrow, she embarks on a journey of self-discovery and redemption. Through the tears and the pain, she finds solace in unexpected places and draws strength from unlikely allies. Driven by an indomitable spirit, Natalya confronts her demons head-on, facing betrayals, hardships, and unimaginable trials along the way. Each setback becomes a stepping stone towards her ultimate quest for redemption, as she learns to harness the power of her pain and transform it into a catalyst for growth. As the story unfolds, Natalya's path to redemption takes her to the darkest corners of her psyche, where shadows lurk and nightmares come to life. With each step forward, she is forced to confront the ghosts of her past and grapple with the darkness that threatens to consume her. In a climactic battle against her inner demons, Natalya must make a choice that will define her destiny. Will she succumb to the abyss of despair, or will she rise from the ashes, reborn and renewed? The answer lies shrouded in darkness, as Natalya confronts the ultimate truth: redemption comes at a price, and sometimes, the path to salvation leads through the darkest of places.

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𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘!!!

𝐗𝐎𝐗𝐎 -

𝐌𝐢𝐚 ♡

NYX’s NIGHTFALL

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟑

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“𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬“

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Natalya's eyes fluttered open as the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. She blinked away the remnants of sleep, her mind slowly coming into focus. And then, as realization dawned upon her, a sinking feeling settled in the pit of her stomach. She turned her head slightly and saw Damon lying beside her, his form still and peaceful in sleep. But Natalya knew better than to mistake his calm demeanor for kindness. Beneath the surface lurked a darkness, a cruelty that she had become all too familiar with. As she shifted in the bed, Damon stirred, his eyes flickering open. A cold chill ran down Natalya's spine as she met his gaze — "good morning" Damon says as he moved his hand towards her face "please...don't" she said flinching away from his touch. "don't do that — ah ah ah" he tuts pushing her hair over her so he could view the bite marks from the night before "no, no, no, get away from me — No" she scrambles off the bed towards her vanity. A knock is heard at the door, "Natalya are you okay?" Elena yelled through — Damon looked at Natalya with a sinister look daring her to yell for help, "yeah lena just - uh- dropped my perfume" she said looking Damon in his eyes, "alright i made you some food downstairs, Jenna's on campus for the day" she said walking away. Damon smiled "this could have gone a completely different way. i'll be back later" and he disappeared. Natalya sat down on her bed, the silence weighing heavy on her chest like a suffocating blanket. The once vibrant walls now seemed to close in on her, their cheerful colors mocking her bleak mood. She hugged her knees to her chest, seeking solace in the darkness that enveloped her. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as they streamed down her cheeks unchecked. Each tear felt like a drop of lead, dragging her further into the depths of despair. She felt numb, empty, as if a black hole had swallowed up all the joy and light in her life. Thoughts swirled in her mind like a whirlwind, each one more crushing than the last. She felt worthless, hopeless, as if she were drowning in a sea of despair with no lifeline in sight. Every breath felt like a struggle, every heartbeat a reminder of her pain. She dragged her feet to her mirror where she ran her fingers over the holes in her neck. She hadn't felt this way since her parents died, so lifeless — out of control. She quickly got ready, grabbing a scarf from her sisters closet; she wrapped it around her neck.

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Under the shade of a sprawling oak tree, elena and bonnie stood outside mystic falls high school, their voices mingling with the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze. The sun cast dappled patterns of light and shadow across the pavement, creating a serene atmosphere for their conversation. Bonnie leaned against the trunk of the tree, her backpack slung over one shoulder as she listened intently to her friend, elena. "somethings up with talya" Elena said to bonnie — who perked up at the mention of Natalya — "what do you mean, i haven't talked to her since last night i tried to call her this morning but she didn't answer" bonnie said back "this morning it sounded like there was someone in her room and then i heard a loud noise" Elena said her worry was clear on her face "i knocked on the door and she told me she dropped her perfume." Elena had a perplexed look on her face "she didn't want to have a movie night last night which is completely not like her" bonnie raised her eyebrows in surprise "wait — there she is" — Natalya walked up to the girls with a smile on her face after she exited Damon's car; the scarf around her neck, she tried to cover up the bite marks on her neck and hoped no one would be able to notice them. She couldn't say the same for the bags under eyes and her sunken cheeks. Elena and Bonnie both noticed her depressed state, she was normally so happy and bubbly she would practically run to meet up with her friends, but here she was walking slowly towards them. Elena noticed the lack of color in her all black outfit, the only color was a burgundy scarf. She always had a bright color whether it be a pink bow, or bright shirt. She actually thinks Natalya stole that scarf from her closet. "hey guys sorry i'm late" Natalya said sounding out of breath — "i — uh— couldn't figure out what to wear this morning" Natalya scratched the back of her hair "i'm just gunna go inside" she quickly turned around and started walking away — "wait talya" Elena yelled to her sister who turned around, "yea?" she responded "bonnie and Stefan are coming over for dinner tonight just wanted to let you know" she said smiling at her — "great" Natalya whispered under her breath as she turned and walked away. "that was caroline's mystery guy from the grill" bonnie said as she turned her head back to Elena — "that's not a mystery guy. That's Damon Salvatore" Elena responded — "Salvatore.. as in Stefan?" bonnie quickly asked Elena who shook her head. Elena and bonnie had parted ways, she was on a mission to find Stefan. She knew that from what Stefan told her about his brother that he was nothing but bad news. She also knew that Natalya would never go for a man that looked like him. she saw him walking towards her near Mr. tanners room — "Stefan" Elena exhaled as he approached her "did you know my sister is dating your brother?" she pressed, she watched as Stefan's face contorted with confusion and she could have sworn she saw anger in his eyes. "no i didn't know that" he responded voice strained — "well i don't know you brother all that well but somethings up. Natalya's being different than normal and no offense but he is not her type." Elena said waving her hands to make her point — "i think he's doing something to her" Elena whispered eyes watering as she look up at Stefan who had an almost painful expression on his face. "listen, i promise you i will handle it alright." Stefan said back as he grabbed Elena's hand.

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Damon had made himself comfortable in Stefan's bedroom reading his journals when Stefan arrived home from football tryouts — "how were tryouts? did you make the team? very Emerson, the way you reveal your soul with so many adjectives" Damon instigates — "what are you doing here?" Stefan replies wary of his brothers next move "i've come to apologize. I've been doing some thinking, some soul searching, and... i want us to start over. we need to put the past behind us. You're my little brother, and if you want to live a normal, happy human life, then I want that for you. Maybe I can do it, too. That I can learn to be a non-living living person. Maybe there's hope for both of us." Damon says, he almost looks serious but Stefan knows him better — "no Damon, there isn't actually hope for both of us because there will never be hope for you" Stefan shot back as he walked closer to Damon grabbing his journal from his hand. Damon gets up from his chair — "You know i saw Elena today, btw. That means by the way." damon retorts — "She was at cheerleading practice. She looked so perky in her little short shorts. Just... simmer down, I didn't even go near her. I've got my own gilbert girl now. Ooh, that reminds me... I gotta run. I have a date. Sweaty palms. Wish me luck." he says wiping his hands on his pants and walking out of the room.

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Elena and Bonnie were in the gilbert kitchen preparing food that elena had ordered. The girls were currently trying to make it look like they had cooked it. "You explain it. Last night, I'm watching Nine-o, a commercial breaks come on and I'm like, I bet it's that phone commercial. And sure enough, it's that guy and the girl with the bench, he flies to Paris and he flies back. They take a picture." bonnie exclaimed as she shrugged her shoulders matter of factly "Oh, come on. That commercial's on a constant loop." Elena retorted looking for a spoon — "Fine. Well, how about this? Today I'm obsessed with numbers. 3 numbers. I keep seeing 8, 14, and 22. How weird is that?" bonnie said back looking over her shoulder "Maybe we should play the lottery." Elena said stopping herself "hey can you try to go upstairs and talk to talya she won't let me in her room." Elena asked bonnie concerned laced in her tone — "yea i'll go now, i'm really worried about her." bonnie said walking away. Bonnie was worried about her best friend. the girls had been inseparable since the day they met, and yet bonnie hadn't heard from Natalya more than their quick interaction outside the school this morning. Bonnie bounded up the stairs towards Natalya's room, she could hear the shower running so she figured she could enter the room and wait for her on the bed like she normally would do. When she entered the room she noticed that all her makeup products from her vanity were scattered all over like Natalya was looking for something and her bed wasn't made, she even took notice of what looked like blood on Natalya's pillow. Clothes were scattered on the floor and some pictures were hanging sideways. she grew concerned when she realized the shower had been running for a longer time than necessary, she quickly knocked on the door "Natalya..." bonnie banged — no answer — "tal..? it's bonnie can you come out here" she heard the sound of the water shut off. "go away bonnie i just want to be alone right now" Natalya yelled back through the door — "no tal i miss my best friend and you scaring me and Elena. we just want to make sure that you alright." bonnie pleaded, finally the lock clicked and Natalya opened the door quickly making sure to move her hair over her neck. the door swung open and Natalya stepped out of the bathroom steam flowing out of the room. "i'm fine okay? i just want to get ready." Natalya snapped at bonnie as she moved out of her way — "ready for what?" bonnie inquired moving to sit on the bed. "i invited Damon over for dinner" she replied with a quivering voice — "tal you know if Damon is doing something to you that you can tell us right?" bonnie asked moving to grab Natalya's shoulder — "he's not doing anything to me" she snapped back to her pulling her shoulder out from her grasp. "okay.. okay, just promise that if you need help you will tell me or Elena?" bonnie held her hands up in surrender as she turned around and made her way to the door. "GUYS STEFANS HERE" Elena yelled from downstairs — "i'll let you get dressed, i love you glinda" bonnie smiled sadly at her. "i love you more elfie" Natalya choked out, she didn't want to cry but it was like her thoughts weren't hers anymore. she wanted to yell for help but she couldn't and she didn't know why. "okay don't be nervous, he's here, just be your normal loving self" Elena whispered to herself as she opened the door.

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Stefan sat across from Elena next to Natalya, bonnie was on the end of the table. Stefan could smell the dried blood from Natalya's wound on her neck. He tried to not focus on it but rather the conversation at hand — "Did Tanner give you a hard time today?" Elena asked — "Well, he let me on the team, so I must have done something right." Stefan retorted, Elena turned her head towards bonnie — "Bonnie, you should have seen Stefan today. Tyler threw a ball right at him, and..." Elena started, you could hear the excitement in her voice as she spoke — "yea i heard" bonnie said quietly, Natalya knew that when bonnie wasn't fond of someone she wasn't exactly secretive about it. "why don't you tell Stefan about your family?" Elena pushed. Natalya cringed that was always a sore subject for bonnie. "Um, divorced. No mom. Live with my dad." bonnie replied calmly, "No, about the witches. Bonnie's family has a lineage of witches. It's really cool." Elena said looking back and forth between bonnie and Stefan — "i don't think cool is the word bonnie would use" Natalya said lowly under her breath. "Well, it's certainly interesting. I'm not too versed, but I do know that there's a history of celtic druids that migrated here in the'00s." stefan said moving his arms on the table and crossing them over each other — that had piqued bonnie's interest "My family came by way of Salem." she said back just as the doorbell rang. Natalya's head flew up at the sound her breathing gone ridged, her shaky hand held her chair so she could get up "I wonder who that could be." Elena said beating Natalya to the door, she opened the door and Damon stood there with a pie in his hands.

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"Hope you don't mind. Natalya invited me over for dinner" Damon said with a smile on his face, Stefan got up from his seat "what are you doing here?" he asked keeping his calm as if to not alert the others. Natalya noticed how he glanced at her, she realized he knew what Damon was doing. She grew mad at the realization that he knew and he wasn't doing anything, then she became scared because if his brother was doing that to her then what was he doing to Elena. as if on autopilot Natalya spoke up in a sweet voice "Baby hi, i'm so glad you could make it." she said pulling him over the threshold into the house. Damon leaned down and kissed her, she internally cringed but her body played along leaning into him. "you have a beautiful home, Elena" he said making eye contact with her. the group gathered in the living room, Natalya was sat on Damon's lap. "so.. um how did you guys meet?" Elena asked keeping her eyes on where his hands were placed making sure her sister was uncomfortable. "well i met him the other night when i ditched bonnie and caroline at the grill after caroline said how you can get any guy you want." Natalya said rambling — "you know i love her to death but sometimes i wish sheriff Forbes was the one who died that way i didn't have to listen to her voice all the damn time" Natalya finished, Elena and bonnie gasped at her words, Stefan held in a breath. it was never like Natalya to ever wish something bad on someone she loved, the person sitting across from them was not the girl they knew and loved. damon tapped her on her knee and said "you know you shouldn't say that sweetheart, I know what it's like to lose both your parents. In fact, Stefan and I have watched almost every single person we've ever cared about die." — natalya was forced to say that, she didn't feel that way at all. "i should put the dishes away" elena excused herself — damon shortly after excusing himself to go help. Bonnie had went home giving natalya a quick hug and kiss on the head. Stefan was sitting across from natalya watching her intently, the way she fidgeted with her hands, how her heart beat irregularly every time she heard damon laugh. She was scared of him. "that's a really nice scarf" stefan said to natalya "Mm. Thank you, it's elena's" she said playing with the end of the scarf. "Can I see it? I mean, would you mind taking it off?" he asked holding his hand out for it, "oh i can't" natalya replied shyly — "why not? you okay?" stefan pushed, natalya raised her eyebrows as if to say "you know i'm not" but replied "Um... All I know is that I can't take it off." she said looking down at her lap. "what are you two kids up to?" damon asked as he entered the room — "i was just asking her about her scarf" stefan said to his brother — "Hmm. Hey, you know, um, Elena is finishing up the dishes. Why don't you go see if you can help?" he directed his question towards natalya but stared at stefan, natalya got up and made her way to the kitchen to help her sister. — "They are people, Damon. She's not a puppet. She doesn't exist for your amusement, for you to feed on whenever you want to." stefan said getting in his brothers face, "Sure she does. They all do. They're whatever I want them to be. They're mine for the taking." damon said pushing his brother back "All right, you've had your fun. You used Natalya, you got to me and Elena, good for you. Now it's time for you to go." Stefan said pushing Damon towards the door — "That's not a problem. Because... I've been invited in, and I'll come back tomorrow night and the following night and I'll do whatever i want with Natalya. Because that is what is normal to me." damon said leaving the gilbert house. Natalya and elena finished up the dishes and made their way to their respective rooms for the night. Natalya laid in her bed making sure she locked her windows and shut her curtains hoping that would deter damon if he chose to come back. She turned her tv on for some background noise and fell asleep into a deep slumber.

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Amidst a field of vibrant wildflowers swaying gently in the breeze, a girl with cascading locks of Brown hair danced like a sprite, her laughter echoing through the air. She twirled and skipped, her dress billowing around her as she moved with grace and joy. Behind her, a boy with an air of mystery chased after her, his form blurred as if shrouded in mist. He matched her steps with a playful determination, his laughter blending with hers in harmonious melody. The sun cast a golden glow over the scene, painting the world in hues of warmth and serenity. Each step they took seemed to be imbued with the magic of the moment, a fleeting dance of innocence and freedom. The girl glanced over her shoulder, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes as she quickened her pace, daring the boy to catch her. He responded with a playful grin, his movements fluid and effortless as he closed the distance between them. Their laughter filled the air, mingling with the sweet scent of flowers and the rustle of leaves. For a moment, they were lost in their own world, a world where time stood still and worries faded away.

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𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 :), 𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 -

𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐗𝐎𝐗𝐎

i’m so fucking feral. gnawing at the bars of my enclosure right now.

Hugh Jackman stole my heart

I’ve known this man is soo fine, I think I wanna write about him as Logan Howlett aka, the Wolverine. Any one of my fellow Tom lovers, likes him too? 👻

i’m sorry…. i’m the one shaking here i love your writing!

lowkey need logan talking me thru it 😖

oh my god i know, i imagine him just snapping and fucking the reader like crazy. i just know he’d be so vocal during sex. like all that anger omfg. introducing my love peaches as my lil oc for these requests :)

logan talking you through it +18

you’d always known logan had this deep anger inside of him. he tried his hardest to never let you experience it up close. which was why you decided to make a game of it. do whatever you could to make him so mad that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself. you loved playing games, you always found yourself on top when it came to them.

you started small, pulling away from him in affection. logan’s deep fear of losing you left him constantly needing some form of affection from you to remind him that you weren’t going anywhere. this blew up in your face faster than anything else you could do when he came home after a mission with wade and threw you over his shoulder grumbling something like ‘jus need to feel you’

so you went big.

logan had left earlier for another mission. now usually you’d stay home like the good girl you were but you were dedicated to your cause so you decided to wear your shortest dress and tallest heels and went out. shooting a quick text to vanessa asking her to meet you at the bar.

you thought for a moment maybe you should at least text him and tell him you wouldn’t be home when he got back but decided against it. you sure did love self-destructive behavior.

‘hey hot stuff’ the soft voice of vanessa rang in your ears ‘last thing i expected was a text from you’

‘oh you know ness sometimes i like to switch it up’

‘mhm, you do realize wolvies going to lose his mind when he can’t find you’

a small smirk grazed your face as you grabbed her hand leading her into the bar ‘that’s exactly what i want’

‘you nasty little thing, i’m so proud’ she laughed calling that bartender over ‘two gin and tonics please, so what is it you want from him’

‘i want him to fuck me senseless’ you state with a smile, ‘ i mean your telling me that he doesn’t have it in him? he’s like two hundred pounds of solid muscle and anger for once i just want to be thrown around ya know?’

grabbing your drink you bring it to your lips as you look around the bar ‘nothing makes him more mad than other men’

‘well if you want to see him murder someone i say go for it, you’d probably find that hot anyways’ she teased grabbing her phone ‘oh look it’s wade’ she said flashing you her screen

‘you enjoy that, i’ll be mingling’ you laughed wiggling your fingers in goodbye, you quickly found yourself at the end of the bar ordering another drink, swallowing thickly you felt a bad vibe in your stomach maybe this was a bad idea.

‘what’s a pretty lady like you doing here alone’ a dark voice said from behind you.

as soft gasp left your throat as his hand touched your lower back. yup, definitely a bad idea.

‘oh um, waiting for my friend’ you croak out looking over his shoulder eyes darting around the room looking for vanessa.

‘yea and where is she now’ he said looking me up and down ‘you know a girl like you shouldn’t be here’

‘and why’s that?’ you question your grip on your glass tightening when he somehow moves closer than he was before.

‘you should be home waiting for your man to come home and take care of ya, doesn’t that sound nice’ his voice dropping octaves as his grip gets tighter on your hip.

suddenly the room got smaller and the air got thicker. what the hell were you doing? this isn’t you and your moment of confidence ran away the second another man started talking to you. you knew your place, you knew where you belonged and it wasn’t here.

‘normally that’s where she’d be’ the gruff voice of your boyfriend echoed around the room.

letting go of the breath you didn’t know you were holding you loosen your grip on the glass quickly getting off the bar stool and away from the man.

‘lo’ you start grabbing the sleeve of his jacket.

‘don’t’ he barked out, his eyes held an anger you’d never seen before and that scared you.

but wasn’t this what you wanted?

he grabbed your upper arm pulling you out of the bar and towards your car.

‘logan’ you tried again

‘stop talking’ he snarled opening your door and pushing you in before moving to the drivers seat. ‘i leave you alone for one fucking night and you decide to go and be a slut huh’

‘that isn’t what i was doing logan’ you argue back turning in your seat to face him as he pulls the car away from the bar.

‘did i say you could talk?’ he asks you as if it was the dumbest question in the world. your silence making him angrier.

‘did i say you could talk?’ he asks again impatiently his hand tightening around the wheel.

shaking your head no, you subconsciously push your thighs together to create some friction. hoping your boyfriend doesn’t notice the growing wetness in your panties with each word he speaks.

the car ride back to the apartment you shared was filled with silence, the tension growing in your stomach as you watched his jaw set and his hands almost break the wheel. not to mention the heavy breathing he couldn’t seem to get under control.

you knew you were in for it the second the door to the apartment closed and he pushed you roughly against it.

‘this is what you wanted huh bubs?’ he groans out slotting his thigh between your legs pushed perfectly against your heat. ‘could smell you the whole fuckin’ car ride’

‘lo…’ you moan as he attacks your neck, feeling his canines against your carotid as he harshly bites down to shut you up.

‘i’m here wondering if it was me that did this to you or that fuckhead at the bar’ he voiced roughly his hands moving under your thighs to pick you up. ‘hmm?’ he hums cocking his head.

‘you logan, only you’ the breathless words leave your mouth without a second thought. pushing your body forward to kiss him he leaned far away not letting you.

‘i’m in control here darlin’ not you’

holding you close to him he locks his lips with yours. the kiss nothing but messy, filled with teeth, tongue, and spit. he walks you to the bedroom throwing you on the bed hovering over you. your thighs pressed together did little to ease the need in your core. ‘cmon honey gunna let me show you how i’ll ruin any other man for you’

‘mhm’ you moan out when he continues his attack on your body, leaving trails of kisses down your chest stopping at the peak of your breast. ‘please’ you say closing your eyes

you heard it before you felt it. the sounds of his claws tearing your dress apart. very few times had his claws ever made an appearance during sex mostly being out of his control.

his mouth laps at your nipple, sucks, biting as his other hand moves down to your heat. ‘so wet already darlin’ i’ve barely touched you’ he cups his rough calloused hand against your cunt, his middle finger prodding your hole lightly.

squirming under him your rendered silent when he forces two fingers into you, pushing and pulling back and forth you moan out his name like a prayer.

‘cmon use your words’ he smiles down at you ‘feels good doesn’t it’ his head dipping down to meet with your neck again, his breath on your ear as he bites down.

‘just remember your mine’ his gruff voice bounced around my head as his ministrations came harder and faster his thumb meeting my clit in haste. ‘you gunna cum for me peaches’

you felt the familiar tension in your lower stomach, like a band that was waiting to snap. your pussy clenching around his two fingers you throw you head back moaning out waiting for that snap.

only for it to never come. your eyes widen as you lean up on your elbows looking at the seemingly put together man. ‘what the fuck logan’

‘watch it baby’ he counters getting off the bed and removing his clothes ‘you didn’t think i was gonna let you off that easy’

you watch as he walks over to the side of the bed grabbing your leg and pulling you forward. ‘open up hun’ he commands grabbing a fist full of your hair.

you eye his large cock placed in his right hand. god it was beautiful. you could trace every vein with your eyes closed that’s how well acquainted you were. the weight of his member made it band downward instead of bouncing up to his belly.

opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out he eased himself into you. ‘just like that…’ he groaned out, not giving you a second to adjust he picks his pace up. hips thrusting forward at a fast rate, his hand in your hair the only semblance of balance you feel in that moment. ‘you look so pretty like this’

moving your hand down your body you fingers barley touch your clit before his rough hand wraps around your wrists pinning it above you. ‘so fucking impatient’ he groans with one last thrust to your mouth before pulling out completely.

his hand that’s wrapped in your hair pulls your head up so he’s met with your face. ‘why you crying peaches? m’ i being to rough for ya’ he mocks before dropping you on the bed slotting himself between your legs.

he lines himself up with your hole before roughly grabbing your hips and thrusting in. the pace he sets is relentless, borderline inhuman as he stretches you out leaving you a babbling mess of ‘yes baby oh god’

‘fuck peaches your so fuckin’ tight takin’ all of me’ he groans his grip on your hips sure to leave marks. ‘such a little fuckin’ slut for me’

feeling your orgasm climbing to its peak you feel your breath getting heavier and your hands clamping onto to anything and everything to stabilize you.

‘be a good girl and cum for me yea’ he commands his rough grip moving up towards you neck with pressure. just the feeling of him absolutely railing the fuck out of you is enough to make you cum but add in the sudden choking and your a goner.

you cum with a scream slamming your eyes shut and your nails digging into logan’s back. it’s not long before his thrusts slow and his hips stutter does he cum inside of you with moans in your ear.

pulling out of you he lays his back against the bed pulling you close. ‘you love playing games don’t ya peaches’ he laughs out against your head.