hugh jackman/characters one shots/imagines

Logan lets you do his makeup

note: alllll gifs and photos are from Pinterest unless stated otherwise or from app gifs! not mine yall i just want a partner who be interested in my stuff and vise versa, like if we aint best friends we aren't gonna work out. im so self indulgent but its just how i write, and logan is PERFECT the way he is, eyebrows included! and i did my name again im sorry, i want him to say my full name but only him - unedited

You sat on Logan's thick muscular thighs clad in blue jeans and a thick belt around his hips. You had surrounded both sides of Logan with makeup. His large burly arms wrapped around you as adjusted yourself on his lap giggling as he stared you down.

"You have to wait." You murmured, turning your body to grab a primer for his makeup, your other hand dropping down to his abs.

You'd told him you didn't want to scrub eyeshadow off his shirt. But it was rather distracting to have your wildly hot boyfriend shirtless.

Nevertheless, you opened the cap of the primer, squeezing a dollop on your finger, before rubbing the substance between your fingers.

"Close your eyes." You encouraged, Logan's shoulders relaxed as the pads of your fingers were featherlike against his eyelids.

Trying to be a patient man for you, his hands stayed firmly on your back, rubbing up and down, along your spine.

"How long is gonna take." Logan murmured, as you shrugged as his eyes opened, connecting to yours.

"Dunno." You continued, moving forward. "Close your eyes, Lo." You voice was a tad higher pitched as you whined.

"Whatta mean you don't know?" Logan retorted, tilting his head to the side, as you softly moaned, closing your eyes as his hand found a knot in your back.

Starting to dig his strong fingers into your skin, you accidentally buck against him as you arch into him. Logan verbally groans at the feeling of your nipples rubbing against his chest. Even though he was practically taunting himself, he rubbed harder into the muscle, making you jump into his chest, the slight pain making you moan at pleasure as the knot was worked out of your muscles.

"It can take 15 minutes, or it could take two hours, Lo. I don't know...." You trailed, as he rubbed at your back again before leaning forward to lightly kiss your lips.

"I'm not saying I mind, just asking baby." Logan murmured against your lips, looking into your eyes as you gave him a lovingly smile.

The sweet man you know and love always went soft for you, he far more patience for you than anyone else, more compassion, he was more protective and he'd just about anything for you. His eyes moved into tiny slits as you pursed your lips moving them to the side.

"What's in going on in that head."

Your fingers soothed over his eyebrows, while you continued to think about whether you wanted to pluck them or not. The shape of his eyebrows suited him well, but he didn't need all that extra hair on the sides.

"Can I pluck your eyebrows?" You asked, your voice sweet.

"That's off limits, hell no." Logan grunted, as his fingers rubbed up and down your spine, looking back into your eyes as you gave him a pouty face. "But I love you."

"I wouldn't make you look bad, Lo, c'mon. I was literally just thinking about how the shape of your eyebrow's suites you very well but—" You took a breath as you spoke quickly, a smile slowly growing on Logan's cheeks at your rambling.

"Fine, but only if you keep talking." Logan replied, pulling your body in closer to his strong abs, you smiled, grabbing your tweezers.

"What do you want me to talk about?" You questioned, as he looked up into your eyes and shrugged.