hugh jackman/characters one shots/imagines

ok imagine this: logan putting a cigar out on you as foreplay

warnings: really exploring my pain kink here, sorry not sorry, fingering, hand job, cigar burn, reader has claws!, p in v, choking, blood play, spitting, spanking, dirtiest thing i have ever written? got a bit carried away.

It was your honeymoon, the two of you out on a beach house together. he hadn't ever thought of this but he had done it for you. To see the way you light up around the water, he'd damn near wanna live here with you. But now you were naked on the white duvet, your back arched as his fingers drove in and out of you.

Looking up at Logan, he was what resembled a wet dream. His hair in his familiar tuffs at the sides of his hair,his eyes were a dark green, his eyes trapped on you, a slight furrow in his brow, a cigar hanging from his mouth. the smell invading your scenes and enveloping you with his scent. his cock was hard, resting against his stomach as you came around his fingers.

He moved to lay over you taking the cigar out of his mouth and putting it to your chest. You let out an airy hiss as the cigar burned your skin, your lips smashed against his as he slipped into you. Moaning at the full of feeling, Logan put his cigar on the side table as his thumb ran over the now fading mark. Your healing abilities weren't as quick as his, but they stood up. He started to thrust harshing into you, his hand coming up to choke you, your head going back as you moaned. Logan's cock hitting all the right places, one of your hands moved to his shoulder before your claws sprung open and dug into his back. Making him hiss before groaning as his head tilted back, your fingers curling into his skin. Painful but mixed with the pleasure you were giving him cause his breath to become uneven. He used his hands on your neck and his hand covering your pussy as leverage as he pounded his dick into your tight wet hole.

"more." You pleaded, your air supply slightly cut off by his hand.

"more what baby?" Logan croaked.

"cigar." you whimpered, as logan chuckled before slipping out of you to grab the cigar, relighting it and bringing it to his mouth before inhaling and blowing out of his nose. you watched his every movement, his eyes train on yours, as you claws unseathed and your slightly bloody fingers up to your mouth. logan's other hand coming to pump at his cock as you moved forward to put his cock in your mouth.

"so fucking dirty, so perfect for me." logan grunted, taking the cigar out of his mouth to kiss you as his other hand went to your neck. he squeezed his fingers around the sides, making you let out a wanton moan. your hand went down to his cock, he was still soaked from your arousal as you started pumping him. "all mine."

"All yours, Lo, mark me." You whined, as logan smiled against your lips before his hand moved from your neck, moving down the sides of your body before landing on your ass, pulling you into him, before flipping you around. Spanking your ass when you bend over for him, he leant down to spit on your pussy before grabbing his cock and ramming himself back inside of you. "fuck yes." you whined as he started giving slow but heavy thrusts as he started burning your skin with the cigar. the sounds that came out of your mouth made Logan felt feral.

"my little pain slut, tell me how much you like it baby."

"so much, Lo, give me more"

"greedy little thing." he spanked you again and the he finally put the cigar out on your delicate skin, moving it circles, then he tossed it on to the floor before gripping your lovehandles and starting to pound into you.