hugh jackman/characters one shots/imagines

Thighs, stretch marks, aftercare* 🥰

You've had a really stressful day at work, when you got home it started as a massage after a shower. Then he pressed his nose into your neck, smelling your body wash, before grounding his hips into your ass. Using his strong fingers to push into the tightened muscle, making you moan as they release the tension. Logan kissed down your back, his hands coming to your ass and cupping your cheeks. Before his teeth sunk into your flesh making you moan out lightly, he didn't press hard enough to break skin, but he left a indent. You'd been naked below him, freshly lotioned up as well, as his hands wondered your skin with more lotion he struggled to keep his composure.

Now you were on your back, he'd been above you, kissing your neck with his hot tongue. Your hands wondering his stomach, the defined muscles that clenched against your fingers. Your legs wrapped around your boyfriend's waist before tugging him into you. Moaning at the contact of his clothed cock meeting your core. Logan wound up between your thighs, sucking on the flesh as his fingers traced your stretch marks. You had a particularly large one underneath your stomach and he softly kissed at the skin, before soothing his skin over to. Then he moved to your pussy, his mouth devouring you, his eyes glued to your breasts, your eyes, your mouth. His hand moving down to push off his sweats and briefs so he could take hold of his cock.

It seemed like Logan focused on you for hours, refusing to fuck you, as you practically begged. But then he kept pulling orgasms out of you, relaxing your body further before he flipped you on your side. Logan spooned in behind you, his neck tucking into yours so he could softly kiss you. His large cock poking at your sensitive, soaking wet cunt. "All this for me." Logan groaned, before shifting his hips forward to fill your pussy.

Your tight walls clenching as moan poured from your mouth, "Logan." Your voice shook as your hand came to his forearm to brace yourself as you rocked back against him. Your eyes clenching shut as your head moved back on to his chest. The feeling of his cock filling you perfectly, like a missing piece of the puzzle. Every ridge and vein squeezed perfectly to make Logan weak in the knees.

After Logan proceeded to make you come two more times, before filling you up. He led you back to the bathroom after you rested, cleaning you up and holding up your gelatinous body. Logan would lean down leaving soft pecks on your forehead, your lips, cheek or chin. Any angle he was at he made sure to show you love, knowing you needed to receive a lot of affection after sex. Logan got you set up in bed with some tea before ordering some food and jumping into the shower. He was quick before coming back out to cuddle with you, his hands wrapped around your waist as he pulled you back against his tight abs. You'd turn over to lean up and kiss him, now dressed your pajamas.

"Thank you, Lo." You breathed; you had just smoked weed while he was in the shower, so you were extra relaxed. You knew that you were lucky that your husband's stamina was a little inhuman. Because he knew one of your biggest anxiety and body relaxer's, it was distracting you and fucking the shit out of you. Though he knew really important part to both of you was the after, the sweet nothings, holding each other close as you decompress.