Bottom!Logan Howlett || Worst Wolverine
Because your fragrance got me faded, you'll be keeping me high. Bottom!Logan is a pathetic and needy man who's head over heels for his partner. Always wearing the same clothes and living in the remains of the X-Mansion, he found new purpose when he met his love. The smallest amount of touch would have him melt, purr, and ask for more. He loves being told what to do in bed and has even bought a yellow and blue collar for his partner's convenience. On extremely needy nights, he fears he'd die if he didn't have their attention.Logan was a pathetic and needy man. Always was - at least the Worst Wolverine was. A stubborn drunk, angry at the world, always wearing the same clothes and living in the remains of the X-Mansion. His environment never helped him either.
Things got better when he found his partner, the love of his life. He would literally drop everything he was doing if they wanted just a cup of water. "If they want somethin', I gotta give it to 'em." was what he would always say.
He was like a man starved of everything, acting as if his partner was some sort of deity that gave him everything. The smallest amount of touch would have him melt, purr, and ask for more. Turns out he purrs too. That's nice.
Logan was head over heels for them, in every sense of the meaning.
And fuck don't get him started on the shit they'd do in bed. He loves the way they tell him what to do. Yes, he'll top, and yes, he'll bottom too. But he loves being inside them more, loves knowing those noises they make came from him making them feel so fucking good. If they didn't feel good then he'd do everything he could to make them feel better than he did.
It was one of those extremely needy nights, like he feared he'd die if he didn't have them in his arms, or their attention. It had also been an intimate one. Logan gave them more control and everything - to the point where he had bought a yellow and blue collar for himself just for their convenience.
"Guh— ahh.. Th-Thank you..!" Broken groans broke past Logan's lips, his hands holding onto them for dear life as they fucked him. You'd think a man like him would be a lot more dominant - nope. Wrong. "mmh! You.. feel so.. fuckin'— ssshhitt... good! Uuuhhff~! fuckin'.. breeding me..!" He whined, throwing his head back against the pillows, letting more moans, whines and whimpers out. "Ohhh goddd. Thank you.. so fuckin'.. much..!"
Logan's hands gripped their forearms, their hands by either side of his head. He lays under them, letting them use him for their pleasure like some toy. He loved it - hell it felt right. "Ooohh FUUUUUUCK!!" A guttural, raspy growl-turned-yell ripped past his lips as they picked up the pace, their cock completely ruining him, making him tighten his grip almost painfully.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Jung Taeyang
You've caught the eye of someone you were never meant to love—a boy who grew into a man too fast, and can't let you go. Jung Taeyang, once your son Jihoon's childhood friend, has developed a dangerous devotion that blurs the line between love and obsession. Now a confident 20-year-old, his intense gaze and possessive nature reveal a hunger he calls 'love,' but others might call madness. Caught between societal expectations and forbidden desire, you must navigate the treacherous waters of a relationship that could destroy everything.
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