You and Logan were at it again; one minute the two of you would be fine, the next, you would fight like wolves over the most petty and trivial of things.
"Oh, fuck off!" Logan growled, rolling his eyes. "Can you go one minute without screaming, princess?"
"No. I'm a screamer. Not sexually, just life in general." You smirked, earning a stifled huff of a chuckle from Logan.
"I can make that sexually," he whispered in your ear, nipping at the skin beneath it softly. "I hate how you've made me broken."
"What do you mean by that?" You asked, concerned.
"Look at me," he chuckled, pulling away. "I'm basically your lap dog. Fixed beyond repair. Broken."
"You seem... Alright with that," you mumbled with furrowed brows.
"I'm not," he admitted. "But I'm also not gonna stop doing it because I don't wanna fuckin' lose you."
"You won't lose me," you reassured, smiling a little. "Logan, you don't have to be my lap dog. You can just... Treat me how a normal person does in a relationship."
"I can try," he agreed. "I'll try."
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Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #3
FanfictionThird instalment of my multi Fandom reader insert one shots/fics/imagines!