#wolverine variant

“baby, you didn’t hear me—oh.” the old man froze. his tired hazel eyes wide open, while he still held the lacey fabric up to his nose, looking like a deer in headlights.

“oh, so this is why you didn’t hear me call you. too busy sniffing my panties. hm?” you smirked, inching toward him, slowly peeling off your bottom layer. logan had nothing to say. he was caught right in the act. he couldn’t lie or play it off, you had caught him. he was just going to wait and see what you had in store for him.

“does my smell get you off? wanna smell these one’s too?” you tugged on the band of your thong, eyes trailing down to his bulge sitting behind his pants. your mouth watered at the sight and you quickly pulled your tiny piece of fabric down, before tossing it to him and getting down on your knees.

he watched with low eyes as you palmed and kissed his boner, making him twitch in his pants, before unbuttoning them and pulling them down, making his fat cock spring to life. you kissed and licked his precum coated tip, jerking him off and earning a groan from him; before you stopped.

“don’t stop on my account. show me how my worn panties arouse you so much,” he grunted and rolled his eyes, before putting thong up to his nose and sniffing your arousal. he let out a deep groan, eyes rolling back in his head while he felt your lips wrap around his cock.

the smell of you on your panties along with the scent of your arousal growing had him losing his mind. he gripped the back of your head and pushed you further down onto his shaft, making you deep throat him. the sound of you slightly gagging had his tip jerking in your mouth and ropes of cum pooling inside.

you swallowed and he shivered when you pulled away, eyes soft and sexy as you looked up at him. “you must’ve been so backed up for you to cum early like that. hope you got some more stored in there for me~”

he would’ve came again right there in his spot just from how sexy your voice sounded to him. he watched you kiss the head of his cock once more before stuffing him back into his pants. with an eyebrow raise, he grunted in annoyance. he was far from done. he had hoped to cum a couple of more times, especially inside of you.

standing up to reach his height, you kissed his lips, his own immediately moving in sync with yours. the kiss held so much passion, so much desire and so much lust. he needed you so bad and his strong sense of smell didn’t help, when he could smell how much you wanted him.

“don’t worry, ‘m far from done~” you kissed him once more before guiding him down to the floor. quickly grabbing a pillow from the bedroom, you placed it underneath his head, before hovering over him. slowly, you squatted down onto his face, connecting your unbelievably wet pussy with his lips.

logan didn’t waste any time. he lapped up your juices like it would be his last time, slurping up every last bit of your essence. he ate and devoured your pussy like his life depended on it, sending you into a moaning frenzy. a warm hand reached up and under your shirt, pinching one of your perky nipples; teasing it.

you rolled your hips against his face, loving the pleasure he was creating for you. it was so good. it was exactly what you wanted after a hard day at work. sitting on your boyfriend’s face was the perfect remedy to fix a stressful day.

the more he licked and slurped, the closer your orgasm came and soon the ball in your stomach caved and exploded; causing you to cream all over his face.

“fuckkkk baby. don’t stop.”

the growl he let out, vibrated against your cunt, making you squeal and squirm, gushing some more; before you moved from his face. you leaned down and kissed him, licking off every bit of yourself, before you sat on his clothed chest. reaching back, you palmed his erection in his pants—eyes wide when you felt something sticky seeping through.

“don’t waste it baby. next time, put it in me.” you hummed and pulled him out of his pants, swiping his cum up and placing into your mouth, relishing the taste on your tongue. you could barely wait, grinding against his torso before you moved a little and slowly sat down on his length.

hissing, he stretched your gummy walls open, making a temporary room inside of you; almost you to the brim. “fuck—might not last doll,” logan warned and you smiled. grabbing your panties, you stuffed it into the older man’s mouth, adding to his arousal.

you shifted your hips, making his tip press against your cervix, walls clenching down hard around him and making him cum a little bit inside of you. “w-want you to keep cumming inside of me. please baby, wan you to fuck a baby deep inside of me.”

hearing you speak with such vulgarity, made his dick swell even more. his animalistic urges started to unravel more and more while you started to bounce up and down on him, causing him to finally break. logan gripped your hips and slammed you down hard onto his cock, stuffing your sopping wet cunt completely.

the noises you let out while he proceeded to fuck you dumb on his cock, was like music to his ears. the squelching of your pussy, along with the sound of skin slapping each time your ass met his thighs, made you gush and whine out. he was fucking you so good. this old man knew exactly what your pussy needed and that was his fat stupid dick, stretching you out and painting your walls white.

he was close and so were you. clinging to his cock, desperate for his load to pour inside of you, wanting to feel warm with his cum.

his groaning was muffled by your panties, but you knew he was warning you. warning you that he was gonna cum. “fill me up, please. please daddy. fuck, gonna make me squ—”.

a clear stream of liquid shot out of you and splashed against his lower half, along with his buttoned up shirt. your orgasm was so intense that you came even more as he came inside of you, pushing his load deep into your tummy.

the grip on your hips was tight while he rode out his orgasm, his thrusts becoming sloppier by the second. until, he fully emptied himself and pulled out of you, the remnants of his orgasm pooling out of you.

pulling your panties out of his mouth, your lips became reacquainted with one another, shared desires flowing through the both of you. and when you pulled away, you swore you heard a whimper leave his lips.

So, I never actually played drinking games, nor do I really drink other than this intro to wine class I took last spring (it was fun! But I did not like a single taste of any wine. Except for this one red wine was kinda okay but i don't even remember it now). I more enjoyed the chocolates that he paired with the wine LMAO

Origins Logan

The game probably started on a fun night out with yours and Logans friends/his coworkers

Probs a truth or drink type of game someone brings up.

It starts out simple, they always do. Silly things like "what's something embarassing you did in highschool"

of course as the night goes on and people get more drunk, and honest- the questions get worse, probably more intimate- even sexual in nature.

You knew Logan through your friends bf, who works with him. Always thought he was handsome, lil quiet and a tad intimidating but in an endearing way. You also thought you had NO chance with him.

He tends to take the drink option a lot more than a truth- disappointing you a bit because while you may have thought you had no chance you'd still like to know him better

He holds his alcohol well too- you never notice him sway or that sleepy look in his eye- never slurring even after his 6th beer for the night when your friend next to you is about to pass out for his 3rd.

You kept noticing throughout the night he kept looking at you. Staring at you over his bottle, watching you take every sip when you get too flustered over yet another embarrassing question about your past partners

Your best friend knows your lil crush on logan- and decides to put you on the spot- a horrible decision from her whiskey, but since you decided to bring up her secret-not-so-secret affair with her boss, you had to pay!

She asks you straight up. "Do you like Logan?"

If you werent on the spot, -or several drinks in - you could have saved yourself. Pulled off something along the lines of "yeah, he's a good friend!" but the questions had you sputtering and your face was on fire- and instead of answering you took a drink, avoiding logans gaze as he smirked.

The night ends soon after, most people too drunk to think of anything anymore and wanted to go home and sleep it off.

Logan catches you outside, checking on you to make sure you're okay to get home, you're flusterd, a bit embarrassed still and tipsy

he asks you why you'd avoid telling the truth during the game and you couldn't even talk- so you show him instead, pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss and tasting your choice of drinks for the night on each others tongue

Trilogy Logan

Will make it seem innocent at first but really he's just trying to get you down and dirty

He's not exactly trying to get you flat out drunk- just to loosen you up a bit. You hold your purse strings around him a little too tightly- and he wants to get to know the real you, maybe a little too much- and the best way for that? Liquid courage.

You're both alone at the mansion saturday night. Ororo went out with some friends, jean and scott went to visit her parents. Charles even went to visit a "Friend". almost all students went home save for a few.

He prepared it- drinks set out and a stack of cards in his back pocket when he went to hunt you down- of course working, as you always do. It took him a bit to convince you but you gave in. Just a fun little card game that involves drinking

You never acted like you didn't like him- just seemed more tense around him- but he hears your heartbeat whenever he gets a little too close

Course he learns quickly that you do not hold your liquor well. By your third shot, you started to get relaxed quickly. A little more honest, a bit more touchy. A bit more...flirty

Maybe he brings up how you always put up a wall with him, and you get flustered, muttering how he makes you nervous- making him smirk and put his hand on your thigh

By your 6th shot you were all over him, the game forgotten as your straddled his lap and sucked on his neck- frumping over how quickly the hickey heals over before you can even admire your work.

"Why don't you keep trying? Sure one of em will stick eventually."

70s Logan

Can and will do anything he can to get you good and drunk - card games are the easiest way to do that.

He doesn't need you drunk to get you in his bed, already having tasted you multiple times- but he likes how pliant and needy you get with him when you drink

clinging onto him in the bar/club/where you're at for the night, whispering things he can barely understand because you're slurring your words and giggling but he knows they're dirty

and he likes the jealous looks yours and and his "Friends" shoot your way as they watch you lose yet another card game with him- whether on purpose or not and you smile at him deviously as you sip the coke and jack Daniels he got for you

he gets you home and in bed, pulling off your clothes with ease as your whining for him to hurry up and fuck you because just like how much he likes it- you like it too

sits and eats you out first

The way he can push himself inside you with ease, as you're babbling nonsense- your legs open and wide for him, your body was like a rag doll for him and he loves fucking you like this. Being drunk has made you more submissive, flexible, and you're begging him to don't stop- because just like him, whiskey makes you extremely horny

DOFP Logan

This prob happens during a date night and you guys decide to play strip poker- adding drinking into the mix for some extra fun

Logan is of course, always able to hold his liquor and a poker face- winds nearly every round and leaving you almost completely nude and tipsy

Of course the final round leads him wanting to claim his prize- you. However you werent so tipsy you were going to let him get away with it that easily. Maybe you weren't the best poker player but he could have at least let you win something. but no, he has to jump at the chance to get you naked first

You make him play another game- two truths and a lie. If he gets the lie right, he'll be allowed to do something to you- whatever he wants. if he doesn't- he has to drink- and you put on a new piece of clothing

Logan thought this would be a piece of cake- however, far from it. Maybe you weren't good at poker BUT you were very good at this game, full of spite and pettyness, smirking as he gets the lie wrong- something that was just barely the truth. Watching him whine with his now 6th beer in hand as you pulled your panties back on- and then your bra, your t-shirt-

When he finally gets it right though- talk about excitement. You're barely giving a moment to react before he dives into between your legs lapping at your cunt through your panties

Worst Wolverine

Probably as equally devious as 70s logan tbh

prob starts at a game night at Wades place

after wade passes out (not before drunkenly crashing into the coffee table and konking out there and then) and the others go home, you and logan are left with yourselves.

you weren't ready for the night to end, and logan looked barely tipsy even with as much as he drinked tonight- you decide to make things a little funner with him

inviting him over to your place to continue some games- and get away from wades snoring

its another case of drunken strip poker, and logan- who has recently gained a huge crush on you was EXTREMELY eager to win. and thought he'd be the one watching you strip

however you were just as good. Every round held electricity in the air. You managed to get him down to just his jeans and briefs before you even had to take off your shirt

he can see however you're getting tipsy and he's never been one to follow the rules- so he cheats. Yeah, you read that right.

Before you know it you're in your underwear- unsure how to grasp how that happened

and he's now too pent up to care about winning anymore, not when you're right there, ripe for the taking. Practically flips the table getting to you

its in the morning after, you're sleepily walking- or limping with soreness in your legs- out of your bedroom where logan was still passed out in your bed. you're wearing his tshirt, and starting to clean up when your find the cards he stashed under the table when he cheated- that motherfucker

couldn't complain tho, he did give you a pretty decent dick- down

BONUS!

Cowboy! Logan who invites you to play, it was just innocent drinking card game- one he's played hundreds of times before. However you were quite good at this lil game and you're both taking equal amount of sips of the whiskey he set out- before you know it he's fucking you on the table where the cards still laid splayed out.

Patch ! Logan who's already a quite established gambler who has his own personal lady luck by his side (you). You always sat and watched him play- admiring his skill with the games of chance- and decided to take your own chance by challenging him one night as he escorts you both back to the hotel penthouse room he's been paying for. He up the stakes- every round you lose (3 games each round) - you gotta do something special for him. ;)