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summary: old man!logan gets grumpy when you tell him that he cannot keep up with you.
cws/tags: smut! mdni. fem!reader. old man!logan. unprotected p in v. logan calls himself 'old man'. sub!reader. unspecified age gap. reader rides logan. not proofread ofc.. ___________________________________________
"Why? Afraid you can't keep up, Old Man?" He's all grumpy ever since you mutter the playful question. Stopping your trailing wet kisses on his greying beard as he glares down on you, brows furrowed to make an expression that sums up his emotions.
Logan doesn't know why he feels irritated by the reminder. After all, you're right: his stamina and sex drive are nothing compared to you, someone much much younger than him.
Still, he intends to poke at you and make a point.
Logan decides that he's not going to do any work tonight because of your underestimation earlier. "If you want it so bad, you do it." He says.
You'd whine in protest, "Come on, 's just a joke, Lo!" Staring at the older man with the best doe-eyes you could form.
"Put those eyes away."
Because you do want it so bad - you end up straddling him as you ride every inch of his fat cock.
At first, Logan enjoys the sight of you being undone in front of him, his scruffy beard subtly hiding his smugness.
But fuck. Logan loses it completely when you whisper a question around "Like this?" as you try to fit his large girth of him inside you.
It's not even the first time you've ridden him-but there's something so sweet in the way you croak those words, your half-lidded eyes glancing up to see him to get his validation; your messy hair and your red-kissed lips. He feels sick for consuming something he does not deserve, to be an old man who can't keep up.
When you mutter the questions:
Like this? So Meek and pure, everything he's not;
Is this right? Achingly delicate and eager;
L-Like this, Lo?" Overwhelming drunkness-
Logan loses it more and more until he gives out-facing his defeat in whatever game you and him were playing-and wrapping his arms around your waist, "Yeah," He replies in a hoarse grunt, "just like that, darlin'."
You can feel his hard member twitching inside of your velvet walls and see him shutting his eyes tightly in pleasure. It's too soon, Logan thinks-too fuckin' soon to come. Almost embarrassingly as he is proving your point but he cannot help himself, y'know?
Not when you mutter those questions and trigger him, sending electricity in his adamantium body until he feels like all he's left is mere his ecstasy, "F-fuck. Takin' such good care of your old man."
His thick palms caress the fat of your ass, kneading each plump greedily as he feels you bouncing up and down, up and down-feels his cock drags inside your warm pussy.
Oh, he knows he should not be enjoying someone so young and innocent being needy of his cock. But he does. He does. And he doesn't care anymore if someone thinks that he's corrupting you. Maybe he is-but he always takes care of you, always looking over you-now that you're his.
You'd ask him again while circling your hips and taking more of him, "Like this, right?" How can you ask him anything like that as if every movement you made doesn't feel like heaven to him?
He hears you hiccup so sweetly, out of breath, as you curl your toes. Logan lets out a deep chuckle as he watches you lose yourself, intoxicated by the feeling of his cock.
"Good fuckin' girl. Tha' right." He groans, guiding you back down on his length, "S'good, huh, baby?"
All he gets in return is your familiar little hum and Logan coos, knows it all too well that he's hitting all the right spots that turn you non-verbal.
