hugh jackman/characters one shots/imagines

Sneaking off the X campus with Lo to go to some dive bar

You'd been asking Logan for a thrill for a while now. Little did you know that would be the two of you sitting in a bar, flirting with each other. You never thought that you'd be picking up your own boyfriend in the bar. But was whispering in your ear about fucking you in the bathroom and you wanted to fold.

Because your boyfriend was undeniably sexy, the way the low dim light of the bar made his eyes glow a milky brown color. You smelled his specific shampoo; little did everyone know how particular he was about his hair. Logan had a whole routine down with the same products, you sometimes helped him with the task of styling the tuffs. But you always wound up giggling, so he'd swat you away. Your fingers teasingly sliding over the sleeve of his leather jacket. Gripping his forearm and feeling him flex his muscles underneath your hand. Logan stared down into your eyes as he brought a beer up to his lips, swaying his hips towards you.

"You have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, don't think she'd mind." Logan replied with a smug look on his face, his elbow leaning on the bar. He openly checked you out, it made you grow hot, knowing that your significant other was still so attracted to you. You were worried that after a while the facade would end but after 5 years together. Logan always found a way to make you feel alive and he loved you. You also knew how much he liked to play these games, how'd whisper about smelling your pussy. He'd make you flush up and down your body, almost as if your mutation was heat.

"Think she'd mind if you fucked me in the bathroom?" You murmured, leaning in to his ear, as your hand soothed up his bicep. "I'm cold." You whined, pretending shiver as Logan gave you an amused smile, his eyebrows lifting and humor in his green eyes. He shrugged off his leather jacket before draping it over your shoulders. A coy smile developed over your voice as were wrapped in his musk and colgne. You hummed lightly, "Jealous of your girlfriend, you smell so good."

"Baby, if you weren't mine I'd think that's creepy." Logan joked, as he moved forward his hand coming to your hip as you tilted your head to the side to look up into his eyes. Your side leaning into the counter as he pulled you closer.

"Then why are you hard?" You giggled, as his bulge pressed against your stomach.

"Cause you are mine baby, cause your fucking hot." Logan huffed, before the facade broke and his lips came crashing down on yours as he wrapped his arms around your back. You let out a sigh of relief as you relaxed in his embrace, his strong arms making you feel at home. Reminding you of the privilege of waking up in the arms of this man rather than cuddling a lump of pillows. Logan was warm, you loved pressing your fingers up against his skin at night to see the contrast between your skin tones. If the lamp was on your fingers would traces the freckles on his back or the curve of his nose.

He'd watch you carefully, just like he was doing right now as he moved away from your kiss. One of his hands coming to brush your hair away from your face was a flat palm. You gazed up at him with sweet eyes and a chessy smile, your lip gloss smeared. "I want you to feel how wet I am." You begged, trying to keep your voice low but it came out as a whine.

"Fuck baby, I want that too." Logan rumbled into your neck, before moving back to look down into your eyes.

"Meet me in the bathroom?" You asked.

"After you."