Depression -Prinxiety/Logicality-

I Love You

💢SMUT WARNING💢

Patton's POV:

"Greetings, Patton."

"Can I talk to you? It's kinda important." Logan opens the door wider and I walk in. I sit on his bed as he closes the door.

"What is this about?" He says sitting next to me.

"Would you hate me if I did something stupid. Like beyond stupid." I blurt out. He looks at me shocked.

"Of course not. Patton I love you no matter what." He places a hand on my knee.

"If you don't mind, may I ask what it was that you did?" I look down, hesitating to answer.

"Do I have to say it?" I ask pleadingly. I shakes his head.

"No. You can just think it, if you want." I look away from him.

A while back I was having problems. But now one had to know. So I kept them to myself, and eventually, they were too much for me.

He looks at me sadly. "What do you mean 'too much for you'?"

I gave in. I gave in to my thoughts. I did what they said.

He looks at me worriedly. He looks down at my arms and wrists.

Not my arms. My thighs. I cut my thighs, that way no one found out.

"Patton, why didn't you say anything?"

"No one needed to now. Virgil has his problems, Roman was busy with Thomas at the time, Sofia has it worse than me, and you're always busy. I just... didn't want to add to your worries." I say quietly.

"Patton, we will always be there for you. No matter what. I will always be there for you." He places his finger under my chin, pulling me to face him.

"I love you. No matter what." He leans in and kisses me softly. His lips smooth, and with a cherry taste. (So kissable)

I kiss back, cupping his cheek. He sits so that he can face me better. The kiss getting heated. I push forward, making him lean back. I crawl on his lap not breaking the kiss. He places his hands on my hips and I cup his cheeks. We pull back to breathe after a few seconds.

"Patton"

"Logan"

Are lips connected hard. I lick his bottom. He opens and lets my tongue explore his mouth. He runs his fingers through my hair, and I place mine on his chest. I kiss and bite down his neck, my hands under his shirt. He moans in my ear.

Your moans are so hot. Turns me on.

"Heh. I should moan more often then. If it makes daddy happy." He whispers in my ear.

You have a daddy kink, don't you?

"You bet." I smirk, pulling back to look at him.

"Well then. It seems I'll have to punish you for keeping it from me. And you'll do exactly. As. I. Say." My dad voice taking over, I see a twinkle in his eye.
He nods slowly, bitting his lip.

"Get up." I get off him and lay on the bed. He does as I said, and stands in the middle of the room.

Undress. Belt first. Slowly.

He undoes his belt buckle, slowly undoing it.

Look at me.

He looks me in the eye, and pulls it off.

Shoe, pants, shirt. That order. Off. Now.

He kicks off his shoes, and pulls his pants down. I notice the big bulge in his pants. Pretty big if you ask me. He starts undoing his tie.