Rowan

🐑: Fluff | 😶‍🌫️: Suggestive | 🌶️: 18+

Logan Howlett (x Reader)

🐑 Drabble: Scratching Logan’s back

Logan gets a bit fussy when you stop scratching his back

🐑 SFW Imagines

🌶️ NSFW Imagines

🌶️ Just Us

You, Logan, Charles, and Laura have been on the run. Luckily, you find a moment of privacy with Logan.

😶‍🌫️ Can’t Sleep?

You and Logan confide in your restlessness and act on stubborn feelings

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🌶️ 18+

Summary: You and Logan have been on the road with Charles and Laura, but finally catch a moment for yourselves.

It has been too long since you and Logan have spent time alone together. Ever since taking in Laura and making the decision to take her north at her mother’s wish, the four of you have been sharing dingy motels and catching whatever rest you could in the truck. Charles needed to be taken care of and the kid had to be corralled, exhausting you and Logan on top of the constant threat of Dr. Rice and Pierce.

You could tell this sudden change of pace was weighing on Logan’s shoulders heavily. The circles under his eyes were darkening and the worry lines on his forehead were deepening. The frustration was eating away at him, but deep down he knew he had to do this. You could tell he needed release. He found this situation ridiculous and constantly asks you why you let him do this. After all, you, Charles, Caliban and Logan had been successfully under the radar until now. Life was peaceful and even somewhat enjoyable for Logan’s standards. Now, Caliban is dead, Charles refuses his medication, and the pair of you are tasked with taking a child to a sanctuary that could not even exist.

An unexpected change of your path lead the four of you to the farmhouse of a sweet family whom Charles and Logan helped on the highway. They fed you dinner and offered to lend you all a place to sleep, which Logan quickly accepted, catching your gaze from across the dining room. Your eyes trail down his body, catching a glimpse of his clenched fist, and a certain outline in between his legs. Your eyes travel up once more, sharing a shy smirk with Logan.

After helping Charles into bed and getting Laura comfortable, Logan grabs your hand tightly and nearly drags you off into your shared room. His heavy footsteps drown out your giggles- His body language could only mean one thing.

“Well, aren’t you eager?” You say to Logan in a lowered voice, biting back a smile. He closes the door behind you and locks it, spinning you and pressing you into the door.

“You have no idea, bub.” Logan growls.

He grabs your wrists and pins them above your head tightly. His head dips to the crook of your neck, biting and sucking desperately. Your head drops back instinctively, bumping the door behind you. He was so impossibly close already, but it wasn’t enough. He needed to be inside you.

With his free hand, Logan finds the buttons of your jeans and masterfully undoes them. He releases your wrists and your hands quickly find his cheeks to pull his mouth away from your neck and to your lips. He groans deeply into the kiss and shoves your jeans to your knees as your hands tighten in his dusty grey hair. He pushes his knee into yours, forcing your legs open, and shoves his jean covered thigh against your core. You instantly moan into Logan’s mouth.

“You know how long it’s been since I’ve had you to myself? Too damn long.” He says, guiding your hips as you grind on his thigh.

“I’ve missed you.” You choke out, causing Logan to chuckle.

“Well you’ve got me for at least tonight sweet girl.”

He removes his knee from between your legs and helps you step out of your jeans and panties. He takes your hand and leads you to the bed, laying you down on the edge of it. You prop yourself onto your elbows and watch Logan unbutton his flannel and reveal his weathered body. He had been through so much in his life, but he would always make time for his girl.

He works off his jeans, leaving him only in his plain boxers, and leaving you with a wide eyed stare. This would never get old. He inserts himself between your legs and reaches for the hem of your shirt, tugging it over your head and unclasps your bra while he’s at it. He sighs at the sight he had been missing for the last few weeks. He may not tell you often, but you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“You ready, bub? Don’t expect me to go easy on you.”

You whimper out a desperate reply, but it isn’t good enough for Logan. He leans down, hands placed on either side of your head. Your legs immediately wrap around his hips.

“Use your words, honey. Let me hear you.” He growls into your ear.

“Please, Logan. I need you.”

He chuckles, breath fanning over your ear and neck.

“That’s what I like to hear. Such a good girl for me.” His voice dripping with desire.

He pushes his hands up and pushes his boxers down his hips, revealing his hard cock. He strokes it lazily before guiding it to your entrance. He enters you inch by inch, teasing you both. Even though it’s only been a few weeks without touching each other, being on the run has made it feel like years. Logan finally sinks his hips to become flush with yours, filling you completely. The two of you are panting into each other’s mouths, just completely full of desire and love for the other.

“You ready for me to move, hon?” He whispers in between labored breaths. You nod meekly, hair sticking to your forehead. He kisses you tenderly, his beard scratching your chin. Logan begins to move at a slow pace, but quickly picks up speed. He wants nothing more than a passionate night with you, but it’s been too long to hold himself back.

His speed increases, thrusting into you as hard as he promised. Your jaw goes slack to release a moan, but he covers it quickly with his large hand.

“As much as I wanna hear you, we don’t want to wake our hosts, huh?” He says, smiling at your fucked out expression. You nod, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he fucks you hard.

“You’re close bub, I can feel it. Just let go for me baby.” He whispers, forehead against yours.

You let out a stifled moan against Logan’s hand as he pulls out and releases all over your stomach and thighs. He flops beside you with a groan and maneuvers himself to the top of the bed, pulling you into his muscular chest and wrapping a strong arm around your shoulders.

“I missed you.” You whisper, eyes fluttering shut.

🌶️ 18+

-He’s a masochist. end. of. storyyy

-When Logan’s above you in missionary, he will BEG you to scratch him harder. So hard that you break the skin of his back before he heals

-He gets frustrated with his regenerative abilities because he wouldn’t mind showing off the marks you gave him

-He absolutely talks you through it. Praises you, calls you sweet names, and makes sure to tell you how good you’re doing

-Makes you repeat his praises

“Who’s a good girl? Tell me.”

“That’s right baby let me hear you. Let everyone here know how good I make you feel.”

-He is either all in on foreplay, or wants to get straight to the point. If he’s in the mood for foreplay, he’ll kiss up and down your stomach, breasts, and neck and leave no inch untouched by his hands

-If he’s feeling like a tease, he’ll lift you by the waist onto his thigh and bounce his knee while you ride it desperately

-He’s a big thigh guy. He could spend hours in between them with your fingers wound in his hair. Like i said he’s absolutely a masochist, so we all know this man would LOVE to get his hair pulled

🐑 Imagine: Sitting on Logan’s couch and scratching his back/head and him complaining when you stop

Movie nights were common for the two of you. It was a way to spend time together, cuddle, and share your favorite films with Logan. Tonight you decided to play one of your all time favorites. At this point, you’ve probably seen this film over 100 times in your life, so your attention is drawn to your phone.

You and Logan are a bit smushed to the side of the couch as he uses his hand to prop up his head on the arm rest with you right there snug against his side. Mindlessly you drag your nails up and down Logan’s bare back, causing him to shiver lightly when you reach his waistline. Your hand travels upwards to his neck and into his hair. Your attention is drawn from your phone when you hear a purr and a soft groan escape Logan. His eyes are closed peacefully and his mouth slightly open.

You smile at this, entertaining him for a moment, before taking your hand back and using it to type a quick text message on your phone. He turns his torso completely towards you and nudges your thigh with his knee.

“Hm?” You reply, feigning innocence.

“Why’d you stop?” He was firm with his response, quickly catching on to your little act.

“Stop what?” You say, biting back a sly smile.

“You know what. C’mon bub.” He almost whines, surprising you. Your eyebrows raise at his tone. Suddenly you realize how desperate he really was.

“Didn’t know you liked it so much, I’ll keep going, but you’ll have to pay me back later.” You tease, a smile tugging at the corner of your mouth.

His eyes darken at your insinuation, and he shifts so that he’s laying on his back, legs over the arm rest, and head in your lap.

“You’re just a like a big old grumpy cat, you know that?” You giggle, running your hand through his hair and scratching his scalp.

His eyes are closed, but there’s no denying that he rolled them at your comment.

“Yeah whatever, just don’t stop.” The last words spiraling off into a sigh of contentment.

-Pulling him towards you by his belt loops and he gives you the single raised eyebrow + smile combo

- Sitting on the couch with him and scratching his back/head and him complaining when you stop

-Slow mornings with him: He wakes up before you nearly every morning and admires you until you wake up

-When you wake up pulls you into his chest and the both of you drift in and out for hours, just enjoying each other’s presence

-Him taking you to his favorite bar on Scott’s bike with your arms wrapped tightly around his waist

-When you arrive, he’ll get off first and lift you from the waist off the bike

-Cooking together: Logan coming up from behind you while you work at the stove, hugging you from behind and leaning down to place his head in the crook of your neck

-Movie nights consist of him using your chest as a pillow (and vice versa😏)

Summary: lil makeout sesh w/ Logan 😇

“Can’t sleep?”

You sit up from the couch in the living room of the X-Mansion. You had been watching a movie to tire yourself out, but something told you that you’d found another reason to stay awake. The voice from behind you is none other than Logan, the man you’ve been tiptoeing around since you arrived at the mansion months ago. There was something between you two, and everyone knew it, but the two of you were too stubborn to act on your feelings for one another.

Logan was leant against the doorframe, wearing a white tank top and a pair of grey sweatpants. His hair is messy and his eyes were tired, but had a glint of intrigue within them. The outfit immediately makes you blush. He pushes his shoulder from the doorframe and saunters over heavily to stand behind you on the couch.

“Yeah, looks like you haven’t found much luck either, huh?”

You reply, scooting to one end of the couch. He takes the hint and approaches, sitting down directly next to you with a sigh. His legs are spread widely, his right thigh brushing against yours for a moment.

“Nah, kid. Don’t get much sleep nowadays. Seems like nobody around here can. What’re you doing up?”

You can hear the exhaustion in his voice. He rubs his eyes and turns his attention from the TV to face you completely.

“Nightmares. I’m sure you can understand.”

The both of you sit in a comfortable silence for a few minutes after your short exchange. His leg brushes up against yours again and Logan takes a deep breath before scooting closer to you and placing his hand on your knee. You turn to face him again, and his gaze drifts from your eyes to your lips.

“Would you mind if I… tried something?” He asks, swallowing a bit of his nervousness. You nod wordlessly and place your hand on top of his. His other hand reaches up to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear before sliding it down to hold the back of your head lovingly. He pulls you in slowly, holding your gaze.

He kisses you with a passion that you have never felt before. His hand from your knee joins his other on your cheek, stroking your cheekbone tenderly. Your left hand grasps onto his bicep while the right drapes around his shoulder.

The kiss quickly gets heated as Logan’s hands roam down to your waist, gripping your plush sides. He encourages you toward him, and you swing a leg over his lap, straddling his legs. He lets out a groan into the kiss at the sudden pressure on his lap. Both you and Logan explore each others bodies frantically, making up for lost time. Your hand drops from his bicep to his stomach, where you trace his abs through his shirt, grabbing the hem, and tugging on it. He chuckles lowly into the crook of your neck and looks up at you with unforgettable look.

“Now, sweetheart. Don’t you think we should take this somewhere else?”

He says with a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“Mhm.. carry me?”

You say, out of breath, dazed, and ecstatic. He grabs the back of your thighs and picks you up with ease as the both of you chuckle and giggle down the hallway to his room.

The enddd :)