Hi 💜 I’d like to request a Dean Di Laurentis x Reader
The reader was secretly dating Dean, but he didn't want to go public with the relationship—out of fear or something similar—even though his friends knew about her. So, the reader breaks up with him; he doesn't get over it but pretends he has. Then he meets Allie, and they strike up that arrangement of theirs. During a karaoke night with the whole group, the reader sees the two of them and decides to kiss someone else to see if Dean will crack and react. At the end of the night, she decides to sing "Moth to a Flame"—maybe followed by some angry make-up sex... 😏🫦
(I'm using a translator, so sorry if I get a word wrong.)
Moth to a Flame - Dean Di Laurentis x Y/N
Warnings: Smut Under the cut, Possessive Dean, Very much rough, Revenge sex, y/n Folds (but who wouldn't), Y/N is sassy and very much a smart ass, this story is told from your perspective. Y'allget a bit Nastyyy in the bathroom...
Your POV:
Its been a week and a half since we broke things off. Why do you ask? He can't commit. Guys these days want everything down low, and its not fair considering if we are fucking around and doing whatever it is that we are doing, why not just say we are in a relationship. Men are so stupid.
From what I hear he has moved on already, another girl fallen under his spell. Allie Hayes. Don't get me wrong she's beautiful but I thought she was smarter than that. I thought I was smarter than that too, to be fair. You try getting into bed with the hottest motherfucker on campus and see if you don't catch feelings. Besides, I am a sucker for blue eyes and dimples. Fuck me, I'm hopeless. They say the best way to get over someone is to get under another so lets do this. I was invited to go out with Hannah, Garrett, Beau and Logan.
Karaoke at Malone's is always a good scapegoat for feelings, ya know, to get them out while you're drunk and singing to a song that usually relates to what you're going through. I decide to get on stage and sing Moth to a Flame in lieu of Dean and I, although he's clearly moved on. I step on stage, clad in the best revenge outfit I could conjure up, A corset with black booty shorts, and doc martens. As I approach the stage my boots click the floor as I walk clean past Dean, his eyes watching me. I get on the stage as my song begins and I sing looking directly at Dean.
Like a moth to a flame
I'll pull you in, I'll pull you back to what you need initially
It's just one call away
And you'll leave her, you're loyal to me
But this time I let you be.
I put on the best performance I can, singing my heart out and I make eyes with Logan, who's stare followed me around the stage intently. I finish my song and walk off of the stage strutting STRAIGHT to Logan. Time for part 2 of my mission, the best way to get over someone is under another. While messy, I have no intent of falling for John Logan, he is easy on the eyes in that gruff, working man kind of way but it will sting to see me with him, I'm sure of it.
My eyes meet John Logan's on the dance floor as I make my way to him. I walk up and grab his face immediately, kissing him roughly. He wraps his arms around me and kisses me back.
"I have thought about this a few times now, and since I'm single I figured why not." I whisper to him. He looks at me confused and just kind of goes with it.
"Want to dance?" He asks gingerly and I oblige wrapping my arms around his neck as his hands grip my hips. We sway in the middle of the dance floor before I realize there's someone behind me. The smell of his Versace cologne wraps into my nostrils as Dean leans into my ear and says,
"Upstairs. Now" Oh he's pissed. He storms away from me before I can turn around and look to him. I say thank you to Logan for the kiss and the dance and go upstairs.
Dean is pacing the bathroom waiting for me to join him.
"Seriously Y/N? My fucking Best Friend" He yells at me.
"First of all, Sir, you aren't the boss of me. I can kiss and dance with whoever I want. You have no say or right to dictate who I am with. Second, you can lower your fucking tone when you talk to me, Dean" I say very sassily. He blinks in surprise as I lash attitude right back to him.
I point my finger in his face as I continue, "and another thing..." before I could finish my sentence, Dean has me against him and is full on making out with me. Fuck. I melt in his grasp and moan into the kiss.
"Yeah? Not so tough now are you." Dean says to me with a shit eating grin on his face. Not going to lie, it turns me on when he's like this.
"You know what, jealousy looks good on you" I respond snarkily. He snarls at my response and before I know it, I am turned around facing the mirror and Dean is pressed up against me with his hand gripping my hair. I look absolutely spent in the mirror, and all he's done is grab me. Fuck.
His free hand is coasting my body roughly, leaving a trail of red in its wake.
"Well, you're about to see who you truly belong to Y/N" He responds. Dean wastes no time pulling my shorts down and smacking my ass. I gasp watching him in the mirror.
"You want to go around kissing my friends, knowing you're mine? You'll learn by the time I'm done with you." His fingers run to my cunt and move my panties to the side. He wastes no time pushing them inside, my wet heat enveloping him as normal. I am a moaning mess at this point, Dean continues to assault my slick whispering how good I feel wrapped around him in the shell of my ear. His erection is poking into my ass cheek hard and ready to roll and I push myself into him.
"Someone's eager. Don't worry, I'm getting there." he says as he begins to unlatch his brown belt and his jeans. He pulls his pants down just below his cheeks freeing himself. He takes his hand that was holding my hair to match the other around my waist and wastes no time pushing himself in.
"Oh Fuck" I moan at the familiar feeling of him stretching me, my wetness coasting down my thighs. Dean proceeds to pull all the way out and thrust himself back in slowly.
"Baby, you're so perfect, you were made for me" Dean says as he rips into me. As my high quickly approaches, Dean slows down again, watching my face in the mirror.
"Watch me fuck you Y/N, no one else is made for you like me. Say it." He says still thrusting in me. He grabs my neck and stabilizes it so that my eyes meet his in the mirror.
"I'm yours Dean, all yours. Please fuck me" I beg. Deans pace slows down as he starts to feel you crumble beneath him. He places a chaste kiss to your shoulder as you yelp beneath him. Your eyes begin to roll as his hips collide with yours. You have reached what feels like heaven as Dean grunts behind you. The two of you release together and Dean rests his head on your shoulder turning it to kiss your neck. You are both spent as you watch yourselves in the mirror in front of you. Dean flashes his dimpled smile and says "I missed you and I was dumb. Please forgive me Y/N."
"That was a hell of a way to make it up to me." I say back to him as I slowly begin to redress myself. "You will have to break that thing off with Allie before I fully forgive you."
"Not a problem, baby. I am committed to you and only you." He says his eyes staring at you with full devotion "Good. Lets keep it that way" You say as you exit the bathroom.
The End
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You hadn’t expected to find a friend, but then again those were usually the best kinds of friends. You were walking through campus after study group when you spotted her. Alone, probably scared, sitting in a cardboard box that read Free Puppies. So naturally, you scooped up the tiny golden fluff ball and carried her to your destination which just so happened to be the house of your boyfriend and your two best friend’s boyfriends.
To say Allie and Hannah were delighted at your find would be an understatement, but the three of you quickly realized that there would be no way the three of you could keep her in your shared dorm. Naturally the three of you formed a plan.
Right on time the front door bursts open, revealing four very tired hockey players. One of which being your handsome boyfriend John Logan.
“I’m telling you,” Dean said, chucking his hockey bag onto the floor, “Coach has officially lost his damn mind.”
“He made us skate herbies after practice,” Tucker complained. “I almost saw God.”
Garrett wandered straight toward the kitchen.
“Is there food?” He asks Hannah, hopeful that she’s been cooking.
The three of you were sitting on the couch but before the boys got home you made a dash to the other room with the sweet little puppy. Far too still. Far too innocent. Dean stopped mid-step, crooking an eyebrow at the three of you and your sudden silent nature.
“Why do you all look like toddlers who colored on the wall?” Dean asks.
“We don’t,” Hannah answers immediately.
“You do.” Dean replies. Allie smiled a little too brightly. If anyone can get her boyfriend to be on board it’s her.
“So…” Allie trails off. Dean groans.
“This doesn’t sound promising. Dean says his gaze flicking ti the three of you.
“Hypothetically…” Allie begins.
“No.” Dean answers.
“You don’t even know what I’m asking.” She pouts.
“I don’t need to.” He laughs.
Garrett pokes his head out of the kitchen.
“I kinda wanna hear the hypothetical.” He shrugs.
Allie grins. “I knew I liked you for a reason hockey man.” She beams at Garrett.
“Hypothetically,” she begins “if someone came across a puppy that needed a home…” Dean points toward the front door.
“Hypothetically, it can keep walking.” Dean says sassily.
“Dean! You monster.” you hiss. Six heads snapped toward the entryway from the laundry room. Logan frowns at your distraught comment.
“Baby?” He asks. Before spotting the fuzzy golden bundle in your arms. “Oh.”
Deans eyes narrow. “Apparently you don’t understand the definition of hypothetically.” He says as his eyes land on the puppy in your arms.
You step into the living room the tiny golden retriever puppy tucked against your chest.
Her little pink tongue hangs out of her mouth, and she chews lazily on the string of your hoodie. Well Logan’s hoodie. You look at Logan with the guiltiest smile he’s ever seen.
“So this is hypothetical the dog?” Dean asks. Garrett laughs, shitting up as soon as Dean glares daggers at him.
“I couldn’t leave her.” You say innocently. Logan’s expression softenes instantly.
“What happened?” He asks.
“There was this old man by the bookstore.” You scratched behind the puppy’s ears. “He was giving away puppies. She was the last one.” You say.
“She was just sitting in a cardboard box by herself.” You say. “And she looked so sad.” You add. Logan walks over.
“You’ve been carrying her around all afternoon?” He asks, petting her head. You nod.
“I didn’t know what else to do.” You shrug. He looks at the puppy. Then at you.Then back at the puppy. A grin tugs at the corner of his lips.
“C’mere.” He coos to the little dog. She pants at him. You carefully transfer the puppy into his arms. The little traitor takes exactly two seconds to climb onto Logan’s shoulder. She licks his cheek. Then promptly curls up against his neck like she’s lived there her entire life. You gasp in mock offense.
“Excuse me?” You say to her. Logan looks unbearably smug.
“I think she likes me.” He says happily.
“You’ve had her for six seconds!” You say.
“I’ve got a way with women.” He says winking at you. Garrett snorts.
“That’s the worst thing you’ve ever said.” Dean reasons.
“Wait what’s her name?” Logan asks. You grin.
“Well Hannah and Allie and I decided since she’s going to be the lady of this house full of hockey guys her name should be Bunny!” You say.
“Bunny? Like a puck bunny?” Dean says raising his eyebrows.
“Okay that’s actually clever.” Tucker says.
“Right!” Allie exclaims.
“And she’s fluffy!” Hannah adds.
“She looks like a Bunny. You’re the only puck bunny allowed in this house.” Logan coos at the little dog. Bunny responds by licking Logan’s jaw. The room erupts in laughter.
“Oh, she’s a Daddy’s girl already!” Hannah laughed. Logan looks down at the puppy curled against him before looking back at you with the cockiest grin imaginable.
“You hear that?” He says.
“No.” You say. That puppy was yours. And yes you would fight your boyfriend for affection of the tiny golden creature.
Dean makes the loudest fake gagging noise in human history. Garrett points to the puppy.
“House vote.” Garrett says.
Dean sighs. “On the puppy?” He asks.
“Yes. All those in favor of Bunny staying with us?”
“Aye!” Logan says waving Bunny’s little paw in the air.
“Aye!” Tucker calls out.
“Aye, as well.” Garrett says before turning to Dean.
“Fine.” Dean says with a sigh, he stares at the puppy.
“I guess she’s kind of cute, but she better not get fleas.” Dean warns.
“Well, congrats, Daddy.” Garrett says patting Logan on the back and giving Bunny a little pat.
“Shut up.” Logan says playfully.
Hannah grins. “Good thing you two are moving in together after graduation.” She says.
Allie nods seriously. “Yeah, Bunny deserves both her parents.”
Logan looks over at you. Then down at the sleeping puppy. Then back at you. A slow smile spreading across his face.
“Our first apartment’s gonna need a fenced backyard area.” He says seriously. You roll your eyes.
“You’re impossible.” You giggle. He leans down and kisses your forehead.
There’s was a small, sleepy whine. Causing everyone to look down. Bunny shifted in Logan’s arms, her tiny nose twitching. Then, like she’d suddenly remembered something, she wriggled. Logan frowns at the small dog.
“Hey, hey, where you goin’, kid?” Logan asks.
Before anyone could react, Bunny clumsily climbs down his chest, nearly face planting onto the couch.
“Whoa…” Logan reaches for her, but she’s already toddling away. Straight toward Dean who’s sitting at the opposite end of the couch. Dean froze.
“No.” Dean says putting his hand up. Bunny plops down right on his lap. She looks up at him with her big brown eyes and her tiny tail wagging. Dean stares at the little creature, as she lets out a tiny little sneeze.
“Absolutely not,” Dean says, shaking his head.Bunny yips. “You’ve got allergies little miss ma’am.” He says pointing his finger at the puppy. She paws at his finger.
“You have allergies too babe, I put up with you.” Allie says in a sing song voice.
“She is pretty cute,” he reasons, scratching behind the little puppy’s ears. “She better not get fleas in this house.”
“How dare you insinuate my baby would have fleas!” John says, taking Bunny from his lap and holding her like a baby. You laugh, pulling your phone out to snap a picture of them. Dean rolls his eyes before sighing.
“She can stay but I’m only claiming the responsibility of fun uncle.”
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Okay girlie pop!! I need you to give me what you gottttt!!!
Perhaps John Logan x reader are getting handsy, she grinds him fully clothed and he lets it go on too long and has to tell her to stop or he's gonna cum (he makes no moves to stop her) She obviously doesnt bc how hot is it that you get your bf so worked up that he cums in his pants?
Feel free to ignore or say no! Just something i havent seen anyone else write! 🫶🏼🫶🏼
Here it is ;)
“Baby you gotta stop” - John Logan x Y/N Smutttttt
Plot line: Told in Your POV, you and your boyfriend John Logan are out and about with the crew. All of you have been basking in an all day drinking fest. At your last stop you are on the dance floor with Allie and Hannah but you run back to the table to your man. Things get a little steamy ;)
Y/N POV:
Having fun to me is exactly what this is. Hanging out with my boyfriend and friends is 100% my favorite pastime. We are ending the night at the bar closest to the hockey house. A day that originally started with mimosas has turned into a full day drink-fest. We don’t do it often so it’s nice to see. The boys are on a strict diet during Hockey season and are now free for the next couple of weeks to do whatever before conditioning starts. We have crawled every bar within walking distance to Briar at this point but this place is such a vibe and the perfect ending to the night. Well almost perfect.
The DJ is playing a few songs requested by Allie, one of which happens to be my favorite and as I rotate on the dance floor I look up to see my boyfriend, John Logan, sitting at the table beer in hand looking at me. My eyes meet his beautiful brown ones and his crooked smile as he looks to me while I am full on Shakira-ing on the dance floor happens to be my favorite. I motion for him to come and dance with me and he signals me to go ahead and enjoy myself. But I want him, OH do I want him. I go over to tell Allie and Hannah that I am going over to sit with Logan and make my way to him. The DJ changes the song to something a bit hype, LOVER GIRL by Megan Thee Stallion. I saunter my way to him swaying my hips and he grabs my hand as I mouth the words to him looking at me lovingly.
“Babeeee, come dance with me please!” I beg to him and he stands to accommodate. I pull him a few steps from the booth and begin to slow dance with him. He spins me around to face away from him. He pulls my hips to his with his large hands and nudges his face in my neck placing a kiss right at the base of it. We continue to dance through the song, and I rap the lyrics to him. “This is your song I guess, you know allll the lyrics” he says making me giggle. The song ends and he guides me back to the booth to sit. He seats me on his left leg facing the dancefloor and wraps his arms around my waist. The DJ switches the song to a sensual slow jam, Nice and Slow by Usher, and I start to wind on his lap, the alcohol clearly putting me in the mood. His hands grip my waist, firm, and he pulls me back into his lap. John sings the lyrics in my ear making me swoon as I wind on him, his hands not budging. “Baby, if you keep doing that I won’t be able to handle it” he says lowly in my ear. A surge of excitement hits me. He doesn’t stop it, my hips moving sensually on top of him. I feel his mass begin to poke into me through our clothes but I don’t stop. The heat between us is hot as I hear John gruffly behind me. “Fuck, Y/N. Baby you gotta stop.” My hips are active on top of him. I lean back to whisper to him, “And what if I don’t?” I respond teasingly. He kisses my shoulder which is exposed due to the outfit I am wearing. I love getting him worked up like this.
John Logans POV:
Good God I love when we’re like this. It feels like there's no one else here and all I see is her. She has all of the control here, clearly, because I can’t make her stop. She has worked me up to the brim and if she doesn’t stop here, I swear, I will come right here in my pants. I can feel her heat on the front of my pants, and its so hard to handle. The jump in my heartbeat changes with every move. Y/N is absolutely mesmerizing. She looks back at me her back arched and her teeth biting her lip as she smiles at me devilishly. What is she doing to me, we are 100% in public and this is not the way I want her but fuck, she is absolutely perfect. I guess we’re doing this forreal, I give her one more warning to heed.
“Baby, you have to stop, I can’t” I am begging at this point but my pleas are mute to her ears. All it takes is one more hip rotation and I buck my hips up and grab her harder to pull her into me. My right hand pulls her left arm to flush her upper body to mine and I nuzzle my face into her neck, my groans vibrating against her neck as I release into my underwear. I have never come so hard in my life, my vision disappears and I hold on to her for dear life as I come down. Oh now she stops.
“We need to leave. Now.” I say to her huskily as I help her stand and grab her hand to head to the door. Its my turn now.
The end.
I hope you liked this ANON! Send me more requests, I’d love to write for y’all! <3
Also, for those of you looking for it, I will finish “Quite the charmer pt.2” by EOD tomorrow so stay tuned!
Okay girlie pop!! I need you to give me what you gottttt!!!
Perhaps John Logan x reader are getting handsy, she grinds him fully clothed and he lets it go on too long and has to tell her to stop or he's gonna cum (he makes no moves to stop her) She obviously doesnt bc how hot is it that you get your bf so worked up that he cums in his pants?
Feel free to ignore or say no! Just something i havent seen anyone else write! 🫶🏼🫶🏼
Here it is ;)
“Baby you gotta stop” - John Logan x Y/N Smutttttt
Plot line: Told in Your POV, you and your boyfriend John Logan are out and about with the crew. All of you have been basking in an all day drinking fest. At your last stop you are on the dance floor with Allie and Hannah but you run back to the table to your man. Things get a little steamy ;)
Y/N POV:
Having fun to me is exactly what this is. Hanging out with my boyfriend and friends is 100% my favorite pastime. We are ending the night at the bar closest to the hockey house. A day that originally started with mimosas has turned into a full day drink-fest. We don’t do it often so it’s nice to see. The boys are on a strict diet during Hockey season and are now free for the next couple of weeks to do whatever before conditioning starts. We have crawled every bar within walking distance to Briar at this point but this place is such a vibe and the perfect ending to the night. Well almost perfect.
The DJ is playing a few songs requested by Allie, one of which happens to be my favorite and as I rotate on the dance floor I look up to see my boyfriend, John Logan, sitting at the table beer in hand looking at me. My eyes meet his beautiful brown ones and his crooked smile as he looks to me while I am full on Shakira-ing on the dance floor happens to be my favorite. I motion for him to come and dance with me and he signals me to go ahead and enjoy myself. But I want him, OH do I want him. I go over to tell Allie and Hannah that I am going over to sit with Logan and make my way to him. The DJ changes the song to something a bit hype, LOVER GIRL by Megan Thee Stallion. I saunter my way to him swaying my hips and he grabs my hand as I mouth the words to him looking at me lovingly.
“Babeeee, come dance with me please!” I beg to him and he stands to accommodate. I pull him a few steps from the booth and begin to slow dance with him. He spins me around to face away from him. He pulls my hips to his with his large hands and nudges his face in my neck placing a kiss right at the base of it. We continue to dance through the song, and I rap the lyrics to him. “This is your song I guess, you know allll the lyrics” he says making me giggle. The song ends and he guides me back to the booth to sit. He seats me on his left leg facing the dancefloor and wraps his arms around my waist. The DJ switches the song to a sensual slow jam, Nice and Slow by Usher, and I start to wind on his lap, the alcohol clearly putting me in the mood. His hands grip my waist, firm, and he pulls me back into his lap. John sings the lyrics in my ear making me swoon as I wind on him, his hands not budging. “Baby, if you keep doing that I won’t be able to handle it” he says lowly in my ear. A surge of excitement hits me. He doesn’t stop it, my hips moving sensually on top of him. I feel his mass begin to poke into me through our clothes but I don’t stop. The heat between us is hot as I hear John gruffly behind me. “Fuck, Y/N. Baby you gotta stop.” My hips are active on top of him. I lean back to whisper to him, “And what if I don’t?” I respond teasingly. He kisses my shoulder which is exposed due to the outfit I am wearing. I love getting him worked up like this.
John Logans POV:
Good God I love when we’re like this. It feels like there's no one else here and all I see is her. She has all of the control here, clearly, because I can’t make her stop. She has worked me up to the brim and if she doesn’t stop here, I swear, I will come right here in my pants. I can feel her heat on the front of my pants, and its so hard to handle. The jump in my heartbeat changes with every move. Y/N is absolutely mesmerizing. She looks back at me her back arched and her teeth biting her lip as she smiles at me devilishly. What is she doing to me, we are 100% in public and this is not the way I want her but fuck, she is absolutely perfect. I guess we’re doing this forreal, I give her one more warning to heed.
“Baby, you have to stop, I can’t” I am begging at this point but my pleas are mute to her ears. All it takes is one more hip rotation and I buck my hips up and grab her harder to pull her into me. My right hand pulls her left arm to flush her upper body to mine and I nuzzle my face into her neck, my groans vibrating against her neck as I release into my underwear. I have never come so hard in my life, my vision disappears and I hold on to her for dear life as I come down. Oh now she stops.
“We need to leave. Now.” I say to her huskily as I help her stand and grab her hand to head to the door. Its my turn now.
The end.
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So this one well mmmm I was thinking like I know in the book he wanted grace but in this one he gets y/n and he chases her yes she’s plus size I dunno maybe you could do it Into parts it’s just a thought 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊
Synopsis:
Logan pines after Y/N; Plus size reader who he's seen at the rink after practice. Very cutesy, Very Mindful, Very Sweet and a lot of YEARNING LOGAN.
“Quite the Charmer you are, Mr. Logan”
Logan's POV:
Practice today was fairly rough. Dean and I got split up for the sake of the Rookies. They're a piece of work but it is what it is. I am basking in the locker room and contemplating going back on the ice just to decompress before I go to the house. We're having a party tonight and I want to be a bit carefree but not too much. I decide to go back out. As I make my way through the tunnel, I hear the sound of skates on the ice. I expected to see one of the boys skating around but I saw, her.
I won't lie, I'm captivated. Her long brown curls flying in the wind along with her dark green bow going along with it. I hear her humming a song, her arms flowing with the tone that comes from her lips as she spins. She is beautiful. I continue to walk to the bench to sit my things down and she notices me watching her.
"I hope you don't mind if I share the ice with you. I won't be in your way I just need to skate around for a bit"
She wraps her arms around herself, shielding herself from the cold contemplating.
"That's fine" She says with her soft voice.
I continue to lace up my skates and she continues to sing to herself as she skates, she looks as though she's practicing a routine of some sort. I begin to skate around the outskirts of the rink but my eyes follow her. She is wearing a Dark green long sleeve and a black skirt along with some sort of black shrug. Her eyes look up and I look away trying not to distract her too much.
"What are you singing?" I ask her.
"It's a song called Big Girls Cry, I'm using it for my audition routine this Saturday." She responds.
I skate over to her to talk a bit more.
"I probably could have introduced myself before I intruded on your rehearsal. I'm John, John Logan" I say, holding my hand out to shake hers.
"I'm y/n, Y/N L/LN." She replies placing her hand in mine.
I give her an obliged nod and place a kiss on her hand.
"I am pleased to make your acquaintance Miss Y/L/N" I say to her looking into her beautiful green eyes.
She smiles and nods obliging my greeting.
Your POV:
"Quite the charmer you are Mr. Logan." I say to him. He is in fact. Extremely easy on the eyes, standing at around
6'2" with beautiful brown locks, brown eyes and a million dollar smile. I have seen him before but never up close. John Logan is beautiful.
"I wouldn't say I'm a charmer but if its working I could say the same for you." He says flirtatiously.
I am taken a back by his flirting. That's how these guys at Briar are, they can flash their pretty teeth at you and make you fold immediately if you aren't careful.
"T-Thank you" I say blushing.
He trails off, “So, figure skater huh?”
“Yes, I’ve been skating my whole life, I have wanted to join Briars team for a year now so I figured practice makes perfect.” I say.
“That’s what I always say. Well I will let you get back to it.” He says flashing his smile at me again.
“Okay, thanks” I respond awkwardly as he turns to skate away.
~about 30 mins later~
I finish up my piece, I think its ready for my audition tomorrow. John is still steadily skating around the rink as I exit the rink to go to the bench and take off my skates. Our eyes meet again, he flashes a grin to me.
“All done?” he says.
“Yeah, I’m about to head out to see if I can grab a drink.” I say.
“Is that all you have planned for the night?” he asks.
“As far as I know..” I trail in response to his question.
“We’re having a party at my house tonight, you should come by and have a drink.” He says sweetly.
“I’ll think about it Mr. Logan.” I respond reverting my attention back to my skates.
Logans POV:
Not going to lie, I have been struggling to take my eyes off of her. She is stunning, she seems super sweet and I’d love to se more of her.
“I’ll think about it Mr. Logan.” She says to me after I asked her to join the party tonight.
“I hope you do, mind if I have your number just in case you decide to come?” I ask.
“Sure” She smiles at me sweetly taking her eyes off of her laces to meet my gaze. We exchange numbers and I watch her leave as I get back to skating.
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Holaaaaa everyone, I would like to present my newest story about our beloved John Logan. Please check it out if you’d like and leave feedback! If anyone wants a request done send them my way. Oh and follow me I follow back ☺️
Synopsis: Logan and your self are kind of ambitious when it comes to finding new spaces to have time to yourselves. Exhibitionists if you will, the two of you are the perfect pair. Logan and you find yourselves in another predicament 😉
Warnings: Smut under the cut, 18+, Exhibitionism, Sex in Public, Choking, DADA Logan, etc. MDNI.
It's quite often you find yourself bent over anything with your boyfriend, John Logan's large hands gripping your waist and him fully taking advantage of any space you could possibly get caught. In the living room of the hockey house, The rink supply closet, The library, the prop closet in the theater, etc. so you were not surprised when you found yourself walking your way into the photo booth at Malones.
Logan was hosting a fundraiser for the Hurricanes team at your place of business. The set up was great, Yourself, Hannah and Allie were there to help where you could and serving everyone to raise as much money as you could. You ran the karaoke segment of the night ending with a special song sang by yours truly Kiss it Better By Rihanna. Your busy boyfriend heard you from across the room announcing the that you were singing and didn't remove his eyes from you.
"What are you willing to do? Ohh tell me what you're willing to do. Kiss it Kiss it Better, Baby." you sing as you approach him off the stage, his handsome features watch you intently as you sway your hips and approach him.
"Man fuck your pride, just take it all back boy, take it all back babe. Take it back all night. Just take it all back, take it all back. mmhmm do what you gotta do, keep me up all night. Hurting vibes, and it hurts inside when I look you in your eyes." You continue as you turn around to wind on your boyfriend.
"mmmm What are you willing to do, ohhhh tell me what you're willing to do. Kiss it Kiss it Better Baby." You sing to him, his face on your shoulder as he sways with you. You turn around to finish the song. He spins you around and winks to you as he lets you go to return to the stage for the end of the song. You close the karaoke segment with a speech to entice people to enter the raffle and to donate to the cause of the kiddos. As soon as you step off stage you get a text.
Logie: Meet me in the photobooth?
You look up at him, a smile plastered on his face as he sees your reaction to his text. He wiggles his eyebrows at you cheekily. You walk out of his sight to go and make sure the girls don't need help. After, you start making your way to the booth in excitement weaving through the large crowd of hot and sweaty bodies. You stand at the booth looking around to make sure no one could see you and strategically placed an out of order sign on it so no one can interrupt. Logans arm reaches out and wraps around your waist as he pulls you behind the curtain. Your back crashes into him as he seats you on top of his lap.
Logan chuckles at your collective clumsiness.
"Are we really doing this?" You ask him in disbelief.
"You're joking right? I can't think of a better space. You know you like it when we fuck in public." He says giggling through his sentence. "Unless you don't want to" he says.
You turn your body to face him and take his lips to yours as a sign that you wanted to. His hands roam your body freely as yours do the same in an attempt to release him from his jeans. He pulls your skirt up to reach where you want him most. He looks at you lovingly as he discovers you are wearing his favorite black panties. You pull him out of his pants and stroke him to get him ready. He lifts up to pull his pants down enough for them to not get messy and reaches down to remove your panties from you and place them in the pocket of his jeans.
"Heyyy, I'm going to need those." you say to him.
"Not tonight you won't I'll keep them safe." he says. He lifts you to straddle him and your lips meet his again. You chase his lips as he lines himself up with your entrance. Logans length stretches you as it normally does but you can't help but gasp at the feeling as you sink down onto him. He watches your face contort at the feeling in awe and kisses your neck.
"Don't worry baby, I'll always kiss it better" he coos at you. You inch up and begin to move your hips against him.
"Logan you feel so good like this" you moan to him.
"Shh baby, they'll hear us" he says to you.
Logan picks your hips up and guides where he needs to be. He fits you like a glove. He watches you bounce above him absolutely spent. Your moans begin to pick up and he bounces you on him harder and a bit faster. Your legs start to give below you as he hits your spot.
"Mmm Logan fuck - " you moan and he frantically places his hand on your mouth as he picks up speed.
"Come on pretty girl, give me what you got." he urges you to come. Your muffled moans in his huge hand get louder and louder and no doubt people would definitely be able to hear you if he wasn't covering your mouth. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your high quickly approaches. His hand moves to your throat and squeezes as you come on him. Logans high is not far behind as he starts thrusting sloppily into you.
"Mmm fuck baby, take me babe just like that" he grunts as he releases inside you. He removes his hand from your throat and pulls you in for a sloppy kiss as the both of you come down. You finally pull away and he holds you for eye contact.
"I'd say thats the best quickie I have ever had" he says to you as he kisses your cheek.
"Yeah, I'd have to agree" you say completely satisfied and spent.
The End.
I hope you all liked it! If you have any requests please send them my way! I am currently working on two which I am projecting to be complete by the end of the week. This was one I had sitting in my drafts!
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Could you do one where she’s plus size he’s like yearning for her but she thinks he doesn’t like her that way
"I don't want ANY girl. I want you" John Logan x Y/N.
NO Warnings, actually really cute. Logan yearns and even comes up with a super cutesy plan to as Y/N out on a date. Send in more requests, I also take anon requests! I hope you all like it :)
"She's gorgeous." John pleads to the boys about you.
"Then talk to her Logan." Dean says to him with a smile on his face.
Your POV:
John Logan, Star hockey player for Briar, a tall, dark, handsome Adonis. He has been attempting to "talk" or what ever with me. He's well known as being a player, why would he like me. Not that I'm talking bad about myself, but I am not the epitome of the type that screams "Boys Chase me". I don't love being the center of attention and damn sure don't like to draw attention to myself like other girls. I wear very basic clothes, usually yoga pants an oversized tee and an oversized hoodie, my hair in a messy bun and very little make up. John Logan noticed me for the first time at a party. I was hanging out with Allie and Hannah, Allie had done up my makeup and I wore a sheer top and a skirt with Doc Martens. I went solo to grab a drink and Logan finds me and attempts to make small talk. He's been chasing me ever since. No doubt, this has to be a prank or something because NO SHOT does THE JOHN LOGAN want to actually date me.
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"You have to do something spontaneous, let her know how you feel." Garrett tells Logan.
The boys help him coordinate a fool proof plan to help him win you over.
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Valentine's day week, You receive a surprise bundle Sunflowers in your Psych class.
"These can't be for me" you say denying it, the office assistant that brought them to you reads the card aloud to you
"To y/n, Are you a penalty? Because I would love to sit in a box with you for hours. - L" she says rolling her eyes.
You get up to retrieve them from your seat apologizing to your teacher for disrupting the class. Your teacher looks admiringly as she nods for the apology. Everyone in the class is staring at you and for sure whispering about who it could be from. You want to crawl under a rock.
Class is finally over and you are the last to leave the classroom. As you walk out of the door your best friend is waiting nearby to congratulate you on your secret admirer. She reads over the card to attempt to figure it out as you two walk to your dorm to put away your flowers before your next class.
Just when you think you were free, you see a Blue Ford F-150 sitting in the parking lot and THE JOHN LOGAN sitting on the hood waiting for you to approach playing 'Sugar Talking by Sabrina Carpenter' from the speaker sat next to him, (the song he watched you perform at karaoke at Malones a month ago) and a single sunflower in his hand. He smiles wide as you attempt not to make eye contact with him.
"Y/N" he runs to you.
"I see you got your flowers but you are missing one" he says approaching you to give the last sunflower to you.
You look at him questioning the gesture.
"Count them, there is only 11 of the dozen there." he says.
You count them and indeed there are 11 in the bundle. He holds it out to you for you to grab.
"I wanted to hold this last one so that I could approach you and ask you to be my Valentine, and if I can take you out sometime" he says.
You are shocked by this public display of affection.
"John, you can have any girl on this campus, why would you date me?" you say to him.
"I don't want just any girl. I want you and I want the world to know it. You drive me crazy in all the best ways. The way you dress, the way you carry yourself, you have nothing to prove and I like that. So please. Spare me the continuous embarrassment and say you will go on at least a date with me." He pleads.
You contemplate all of the things he said about you and his pleading, beautiful brown eyes are looking at you in anticipation.
…
"Fine, ONE date." you say to him.
In excitement he pulls you in a hug and assists you with your flowers.
"Great, I'll text you the details later. Thanks Doll, you won't regret it" He says as he turns around to hop in his truck happily. You continue to your destination with a smile, anticipating your first date with John Logan.
The End.
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