Yaoi Bitch! Males x Male Reader! one-shots!

Logan Howlett

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It was morning, and your sore body sure knows it.  The warmth of a new day enveloping your naked body, while the sunlight that traveled through the glass pained window was lighting your heavenly features. The peaceful, yet welcoming silence was accompanied with the chirps of birds of all sizes. The lack of a certain company was slowly but surely hitting you with coldness on the other side of your bed. You didn't like it, but then again Logan was always somewhat of a morning person.

You got up slowly from the comfortable bed, and searched for your black shorts, and yesterday's white T-shirt that wore Logan before your reckoning, and wore those two accessories. You walked to your kitchen, and you were received with a white big cup of sweat coffee. You leaned on your kitchen counter while you drank your coffee peacefully with your eyes closed. You opened them, and saw your husband reading the news paper with a cigar on his mouth, and his cup of coffee on the kitchen table. You then were greeted by the deep voice of your husband.

"Morning' babe..." He said, while he left his news paper on the kitchen table, knowing the reason why he did it, you walked towards him, he grabbed you by your waist, and sat you on he's right lap, with a hand still on your right waist.

"Morning' sweetheart." You left your cup on the kitchen table, and putted your hand in his shoulders while the other traveled against his neck softly. He groaned of pleasure, seeing how he was calmed by this you softly leave a trail of kisses, starting from his neck all the way up to his face.

He loved when you did this every morning, but he hated every time that he got anxious, and wanted to kiss you furiously since for him it was more than a temptation that you kissed him everywhere except on the lips.

You slowly turn his head to the side, and started biting, and playing with the earlobe, while Logan was turned on. He grabbed your head, and kissed you deeply with brute force. It was a battle for dominance, and both of you loved it, but seeing how you loved Logan being dominant, and your tong was getting tired, you let him roam, and explore your wet caverns. Both of you then separated from almost three or two minutes of solid make-out session, and you left your husband, as you walked to prepare breakfast. Then a couple of minutes later, Laura; your daughter appeared on the kitchen while groaning.

"You two know that you have a room to do those dirty stuff on the house, right?" She said walking towards the kitchen table, and taking a seat beside his father.

"You know that this is my house, and I can do whatever the fuck I want right?" He said smoking his cigar, while reading his news paper.

Both of them growled like animals, literally, and you intervened.

"Now, now you two... It's to early in the morning to be fighting." You said serving the classic breakfast on the plates, and giving them to your husband, and daughter. "Use that anger for training later, for now let's just eat."

"Whatever..." Both of them said, and started eating while you smiled happily at your angry-like family.

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He loved that you were just like him.

He loved the fact that you had his genes, and you were different from him.

He loved that you could heal as fast as him, so he didn't have to worry about the rough hard sex you have.

He loved that you were always filled of surprises.

He loved the fact that you were his life, and that no one else would dare to change it

He loved that you were always the moon that shined his darkness.

He loved the fact that you were so much more than he ever wanted.

He loved how kind, and forgiving you were with him.

He loved the fact that both of you were so similar to each other in some certain ways, yet you were so different at it at the same time.

~The End~