Logan's not huffing, he doesn't huff. Patton would call it more pouting than anything else, he's pouting because Patton told him no. So, his baby is throwing a little tantrum.
Patton sighs, coming to sit near Logan on the bed, his hands wrapping around Logan from behind, he asks, "what's wrong, baby boy?"
And Logan just keeps pouting and staring ahead even though Patton can feel him relaxing into his embrace.
"Are you pouting, baby boy? Are you pouting because daddy won't let you play with your toys?" Patton teases, enjoying the way Logan flushes red and his pants tent.
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Sanders Sides Drabbles #2
FanfictionA collection of drabbles about the Sanders Sides. More NSFW than not. Part one: https://www.wattpad.com/530151779-sanders-sides-drabbles-hot-and-bothered-lamp Part three: https://www.wattpad.com/722223010-sanders-sides-drabbles-3-pet-names-logince
