Bed Chem*

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warnings: blow job, nudity, pain kink, dirty talk, logan naked djsjs, not edited or proof read

he was completely naked, because as much as he wanted your soft lips around his aching dick, he wanted you to have a full show. he knew the way his body drove you crazy, the glaze in your eyes whenever he was shirtless.

he didn't dislike blowjobs by any means but he preferred to go down on you. but the moments when you begged for his cock in your mouth, practically begging on your knees.

he loved teasing you, but he also liked to enable this behavior. he always found grey sweats in his dresser, at some point you would steal them. But he liked wearing them for you, practically foaming at the mouth as his hair trailed up his v-line and you thought about reaching to touch him.

and now you were. you sat on the bed, wearing your favorite lingerie. he had his favorite pieces on you but he preferred when you picked it out because the more you liked it the more confident you were. When you weren't afraid to be sexy and all he could think about was fucking you.

but it happened to be that your favorite outfit was now his favorite. your breasts spilling out of your bra, the way the tops of your panties hugged your stomach. he wanted to run his hands all over you and kissing you like an animal.

the two were kissing like animals, your red lipstick smeared, your hair was wild from his hands grabbing on to it.

you licked your lips as his cock twitched as it stood long, hard and angry. you moved up on to your knees, reaching up to him and grabbing his neck to pull him down in a hot, open mouth kiss as your hand started trailing down his chest.

logan loved your hands on him, flexing his pec under your hands and making a soft giggle fall from your mouth. but as your lips connected with the top his abs, humor was gone. your hand trailing down to his v-line, your pointer finger skimming around his shaft but not touching him.

as you looked up at him, his mouth was slightly open as he breathed heavily. he blinked down at you, his hazel eyes dilated and dark. his tongue coming out to wet his lips as his hand came out to soothe at your hair.

you leant forward to softly kiss his hips before trialing them down. logan wasnt the most patient man, but watching you clench your thighs together as you kissed him? he'd be patient for a little while longer.

logan distracted himself by trailing his fingers against your back. feeling the goose pimples that bloomed along your skin. you'd never been so obsessed with someone, no one ever made your drool or made shivers go down your spine.

"c'mon pretty girl, gonna touch my cock?"

"only if you ask nicely." you teased, as his chest rumbled with a dark laugh. his hand coming to your hair and pulling your head back, so you look into his eyes, your neck bared, your breathing intensifying.

"how about you suck my dick, baby." you licked your lips.

"your lucky im desperate for it."

"for what?" he taunted

"your cock." his grip loosened up on your hair as you leant back down, your legs moving behind you as you jutted your ass out for him. moving closer to him before starting at the bottom of his shaft, his cock warm against your tongue as you trailed upwards. your hand coming up to move his cock towards your mouth before you wrapped your lips around his tip.

logan groaned, the sound going straight to your core as you lightly moaned around his cock, before reaching blindly for his hand on your head and squeezing it. getting the hint, his hands threading tightly into your hair and he started to take control. his cock disappearing further into your mouth as you loosen your jaw. you breathe through your nose as his tip hits the back of your throat.

"fuck princess." he gritted his teeth, the lines on his face wrinkling as his pleasure took over his face. your hand comes down to cup at his balls, lightly massaging him as his hand started moving your mouth along his cock. fucking into your mouth like you were a toy for him to use, tears welling up at the corner of your eyes and saliva soaking his cock. the way you suck him in, the way your eyes stare up at him.

logan wasn't sure if he enjoyed this more, or if you did. the sounds you were making were going to bring him to the edge fast. that's when he felt it, your fingers sinking into his hips and dragging. you knew that you weren't actually hurting him, even as you almost draw blood. He groaned out, his head tilting back, you knew he loved it.

he pulls you off as he started to feel the familiar feeling in his gut. his hand coming to pull your hair back behind your ear. your hand reached out as he let go of your hair, starting to pump him as your leant down to lick at his balls and sucking one into your mouth. the vibration of your whimpers made him pant.

then your lips sealed around his tip, swirling your tongue around the head before lapping at his slit. your hand didn't stop it's long tight strokes and when his hips started meeting your movements, your lips popped off before you spit on him. "yeah pretty girl, get me all wet. filthy fucking mouth." when he started the rambling dirty talk you knew he was close, his words slurring together, his eyes half-lidded.

"come right on me." you begged as you pumped your hand faster and massaging his balls. "please lo, i need it."

"need what princess? tell me."

"your come i want your come."

"yeah baby, how bad?" he slurred, staring down at you as you lapped at his tip.

"need it so fucking bad, tastes so good. your cock is so fucking good."

"yeah baby, gonna fucking come all over your pretty lingerie, fucking ruin it."

"yes, fuck yes." you moaned, putting his cock back into your mouth as he pulsated, before moving back as you started to feel the come spurt out of his tip. Moving his cock down to your chest and pumping it steadily. one of your favorite things about him was the fact that he stayed hard. you knew it wasn't because of you, but you liked to think that it was.

his come painted your chest, he was moaning your name his voice timber and shaky. you let him ride out his high before letting him go, his cock bobbing as your finger came to your chest, swiping his come off your chest and popping it your mouth.

that's when he grabbed at your hips, in moments, one of his hands practically ripping off your panties before turning your around on your knees.

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