Im Dead I Love Whenever My Moots Talk Abt Freaky Scenarios Abt Miguel And Add Peter In For Me Like Thanks
i’m dead i love whenever my moots talk abt freaky scenarios abt miguel and add peter in for me like thanks queen
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˖ ݁ ✶ ⁾ . 𝓐TTENTION WHORE !˖ logan howlett

TW : cursing, smut, fem!reader, not proof read, slapping, dubcon, thigh riding, orgasm denial, logan is mean in this ✦: i can match his freak

logan rarely has the energy for your bullshit. he knows you enjoy pissing him off, flirting with other men in front of him, just so he can fuck you stupid later. bullies his cock into you while forcing your head down into the pillows by your hair, slapping your ass till he's sure there's a mark. you'll choke out sobs as he abuses your cervix, a constant push and pull as he slams into you just to pull out and slam into you again. he won't relent until you're all stuffed and leaking with his cum-until he's sure he's fucked the thought of anyone else out of your silly little head and you're all pliant and docile in his arms.
then theres the odd day when he'll just ignore you. lets you have your fun-lets you think you've won with that cheeky twinkle in your eye, until he's carried you home. and you're fine-fucking superb when he sits on the sofa, beer in hand and his eyes focus on the tv and stay there even when you sit on his thigh with petulant eyes-practically begging him to give you something.
he doesnt.
you know he has to be playing with you. that its his fucked up revenge ploy which you swear you wont be joining in. so you suck it up, and keep your mouth shut, even if you're aching for him to even blink at you twice.
you keep your eyes on him as you do it-push yourself against his thigh in nothing less of a pathetic attempt to get him to look at you again. he lets you, though, which you take as some tiny reprieve
(silly, silly girl)
and rut against him faster, harder as you huff out low whimpers and gasps that fall on deaf ears. tears brim in your eyes, falling down your cheeks because pride be damned, you enjoy it. some sick fucked up little part of you craves it-wants him to treat you like you're just some needy slut for him.
and he knows it. knows you cant cum without him, that he's just edging you now, to the point where it fucking hurts.
"l-logan-" you stutter out the words, not even caring how pitiful you sound, needing something to satiate the burn that makes your thighs shake. "'m sorry, swear-"
he clicks his tongue, something of a smile on his lips as he wraps his hands around your waist, bringing you down on him. its embarrassing, borderline concerning really, how much the little movement has you trembling but you doubt you care. it clicks in to that perfect little spot in your head when he moves you against him, giving you adrenaline that makes your head practically spin as you fall against his shoulder.
"pathetic" he mutters as he slaps you lightly on the ass, causing you to squirm in his grasp. “want my attention that bad?”
it’s not a question, thankfully-because you doubt you’d be able to answer with how fuzzy you feel. lips parting open as the knot strings tighter-
you babble mindlessly-tells him how you love him so much-that he’s right-that you do need his attention. that you’re sorry-that you’ll be so fucking good.
which he knows is a lie but he’ll let it go for now
it creeps up on you, let’s ecstasy seep into your veins as you breath stutters, let’s you see fucking stars as he bounces his thigh under you. something of a strangled gasp leaves you when it’s over-when he takes you off of him and kisses your forehead, making you fall asleep with some dazed look in your eyes.
he thinks you really are perfect for him-some pretty little thing so desperate that he thinks you’re almost cute.
( he fucks you again later. assaults your poor cunt over and over until he cums in you. watches as you try and keep it all in-trying to keep your promise. perfect)
oop!

Minors DNI

The feeling of Peter B.'s stubble tickling your inner thighs. That is all.
And riding his nose.

@1-900-venusluvs @thatone-writer @pxtched @gltzpzy @mon-of-the-dead
list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox of the last 10 people who reblogged from you!! get to know your mutuals and followers :D
oooo i luv these ask games !
1. the entirety of the spiderverse movies duhh ! i need to watch one of the movies at least one a month to properly function
2. shopping!!!! either online or w my gfs, jus love it chefs kiss 🤌
3. makeup (duh) but doing it on other people, and seeing their reactions makes me sooo happy
4. my pookie dookie cat, her name is fairy <3
5. Roblox.
posted a preview of dbf miguel on my ig story and someone replied saying “miguel miller” HOLD ON………..