Logan intends to put on a show for Remus and make him beg for more.
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Logan was not the hornier of the two, no, his boyfriend was much more explicit, crude, and needy – no matter what hour of the day or place he would gladly grope and grab and fuck Logan as long as the other consented. It's not that Logan minds, per say, but it gets exhausting, both mentally and physically.
So, here he is, with Remus tied up against the headboard of their bed, nude aside from his underwear, tented and wet with pre-come.
"You're going to watch," Logan says, monotone and serious, glaring down at his lover, "you're going to watch until you need to touch me, until you're begging and crying, until you're underwear is a mess, until you can think of nothing more than me, then and only then you can fuck me, I'll let you go and you can fuck me until you're satisfied, got it?"
All the while he's undressing, shirt and jeans and underwear falling to the floor, until he's standing there, nude, in front of Remus.
And Remus nods, eagerly, eyes no longer on Logan's serious face but rather trailing down his chest and to his cunt, small cock jutting out in uncontained arousal.
"Good boy."
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Sanders Sides Drabbles #4
Fiksi PenggemarThe fourth installment of mostly smutty drabbles for Sanders Sides. Find the previous parts on my profile.