The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the lake. The X-Men had decided to take advantage of the peace and went to a lake nearby. You pulled Logan’s arm towards the water to no avail. “I can’t swim bub, I sink.” “That’s fine. We can just go in waist-deep.” you continued to pull, “Look how much fun everyone is having!”
“I don’t have a bathing suit, darling,” he said, rolling his eyes and grinning. “Well, lucky for you, I brought one for you,” letting go of his arm to look in your bag. “Of course you did.” He grabbed it out of your hands head to the plane to change.
As he left, you couldn't help but giggle. You had been playfully teasing and flirting with each other for a while. Last week Logan had swapped all your pants with unicorn leggings and wouldn't return them until after classes. Today, it was your turn for revenge.
When he came back from the plane, he was readjusting the waistband of the suit. “Happy now?” He went down the ramp, stopping in front of you. “Yes, I am very happy. Now let’s go.” He let you pull him to the water this time. At the water, you let go of his hand, pointing to the others. You go first; I need to reapply my sunscreen.”
He rolled his eyes but stepped forward, the water lapping at his feet. He waded in slowly, the coolness of the lake a welcome relief after the day's heat. You watched as the water rose up his legs, then his thighs, and finally his waist. You couldn’t help the wide grin as he approached the others. His eyebrow shot up, questioning as he moved. He felt his bathing suit shift. The fabric seemed to stretch and pull as it struggled to keep its shape.
“What the fuck?” he growled, stopping mid-stroke to inspect the suit. His brow furrowed as he ran his hands over the material, feeling it give way under his touch. It was as if the fibers were melting, dissolving into the water around him.
You watched with glee as he quickly covered himself up and his eyes locked onto yours, as you held your phone to take pictures. You could hear the laughs from the others as he faced away from them. Scott had made a remark but you were unable to hear it and Logan ignored it, his eyes continued to lock onto yours as he started to come back from the water.
He was wadding through the water with fierce determination not caring to cover anything anymore. “Oh shit…”you mumble before sprinting away from him hoping the water would slow him down enough. “Get yer ass back over here!” you heard him yell to you as you slipped past the trees, you regretted not slipping your shoes on. Sure you’ve riled him up before, but not to the point of chasing you.
Running was never your forte; you were built for stealth, not long-distance. It didn't take long for your lungs to beg to stop for a minute. The underbrush crunched under your feet becoming quieter as you came to a stop, leaning against a tree as you tried to regain your breath. You hadn’t been stopped for more than a couple minutes before you heard the crash of branches and heavy footsteps coming towards you.
“Oh fuck off!” You shouted behind you as you started to run again. "You can't outrun me, darlin'!" he growled, his voice coming closer than you thought. "Ain't no point in runnin'." Your mind raced, there was no hiding place or people to help. ‘fuckfuckfuckfuck,’
You twisted and turned between trees, desperately trying to put distance between you. The dim light filtering through the canopy cast eerie shadows, heart raced as you glanced back briefly. He was right there, moving with stupid speed and precision that made your stomach drop. He lunged closing the gap grabbing your arm twisting you around so you landed on your back. “Told you no point.” he grinned down at you.
“Well, you definitely seem excited to catch me.” you snickered gesturing to his lower half, his dick partially hard. “Not every day I get a pretty girl under me.” he teased leaning in. Your eyes widened after he said that, you’ve constantly flirted with each other but it felt different with him naked above you. “Shut up, get off me,” you said pushing his shoulder and trying to sit up. ‘Don’t lock at his dick. Don’t look.’ you thought over and over.
He pushed you back down putting more weight on you his dick resting on your bathing suit. “You heavy bitch get up.” you squirmed under him only causing his smile to grow. “Why would I do that princess?” this time only moving his hips down causing your breath to hitch and your face to turn more red. “You started this, now you gonna take punishment like a good girl or we gonna keep dancing around?”
Your mind went blank. "I—you—but," he shook his head, leaning in near your ear. "I'm going to kiss you, and you are either going to push me away and we'll be done, or you'll kiss back, and I won't hold back." He leaned back once more to look into your eyes before catching your lips with his own.
You surrendered to the kiss, your eyes fluttering shut, until he bit your lip hard, eliciting a gasp. “Remember princess this is a punishment.” He mumbled against your mouth before letting his tongue explore the inside. His hands kept busy moving your bathing suit top to grab and smack your breasts causing you to moan into the kiss. “So needy for me,” he said breaking the kiss.
He broke the kiss, his breath hot against your ear. "You know, princess, I could keep this up all day," he teased, his hands moving lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your bathing suit. The rough pads of his fingers grazed the sensitive skin of your hips, sending a shiver through you.
You pushed your pips up hoping he would grant you mercy and touch you. “Nuh-uh, sweetheart, who's in control here?" he looked down at you the damn smirk still plastered to his face. You bit your lip, being stubborn. His hands continued their slow touch, teasingly brushing against your skin. The sensation was electric, making it hard to not give in. “you…” you said quietly wishing he would give you what you wanted with that.
“Sorry princess don’t think I caught that.” you groaned head falling back into the dirt. “You damn it!”
“I’m what?” “
“You're in charge! You win! Whatever! Just touch me.”
A satisfied smirk spread across his face as he met your gaze. "Good girl," he murmured, leaning down to capture your lips once more. His tongue plunged into your mouth, mimicking the movement of his fingers, which had now settled on your aching clit. He circled it slowly, applying just enough pressure to drive you wild.
You moaned into the kiss, your body arching off the ground in response. The scent of pine and earth mingled creating an intoxicating aroma that made your head spin. Every touch, sound, taste, and smell heightened the intensity of the moment.
Logan's thumb pressed firmly against your clit, rubbing in small, rhythmic circles, before pushing one finger into you as his thumb kept up the pace. His other hand moved to cup your breast, pinching your nipple roughly. Your moans grew as you came closer to the edge as he added a finger before thrusting them quicker. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes dark with desire.
"What do you want, darlin'?" You weren't focusing much on him as you chased your high bucking your hips into his fingers. Not getting a response he slowed down earning a whine from you. “I asked you a question.” He growled the hand on your chest moving to grip your ass hard. “Let me cum please,” you whined out.
With that, he continued his pace this time rougher, quicker, his fingers moving to your most sensitive spots. His fingers worked relentlessly, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. The knot that had formed felt like it would start to unravel, your moans getting louder as you begged him for more, saying you were so close.
“No,” he stated as he removed himself from you completely before licking his fingers savoring your taste. You stared at him with malice, “what the fuck?” “awe did you want to cum? Poor thing. Maybe you shouldn’t have fucked with the bathing suit yeah?”
You ignored his words reaching down your own hand to finish. You didn’t get far, his hand reaching to grab yours before reaching your destination. His gaze locked onto yours, his expression angry. “Don’t you fucking dare,” he spit out. “I’m the only person allowed to touch ya from now on got it?” Nodding your head you stared up at him with pleading eyes.
“Can I please\ come? I’ll be good,” you begged. He stared at your figure for a moment seemingly to decide what to do next. Then, without warning, he shifted his weight, positioning himself between your legs closer. His hard cock pressed against your entrance.
“You gonna fuck with me anymore?” he asked, his voice a low rumble. “You gonna let anyone else fuck this cunt?” You shook your head quickly, “No, please fuck me.” He gave a proud grin as he pushed forward, breaching you in one fluid motion. The sudden fullness made you gasp, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting through you. Logan's hips started to move, setting a slow, deliberate pace as he filled you completely.
Each thrust was calculated, hitting all the right spots. You could feel the slick slide of his cock inside you, the friction igniting sparks of pleasure with every stroke. The sound of flesh meeting flesh and groans echoed through the trees.
Logan's hands gripped your thighs, holding you open as he drove into you with increasing urgency. "God, you feel so good," he groaned, his voice rough with need. "So tight, so wet..."
Your own hands dug into his shoulders earning a groan from him, trying to hold onto something solid as the world spun around you. Logan's thrusts grew more forceful, his breathing ragged as he chased his release.
With a growl, he pulled out, flipping you onto your stomach. Before you could react, he was back inside, taking you from behind with brutal efficiency. The angle hit new places, sending jolts of pleasure radiating through your core. His hand snaked down to play with your clit.
Your climax was coming fast. “That’s it,” he cooed. “Come on me like a good girl.” His voice sent you tumbling off the edge tightening around him.
He didn’t slow down sending you into overstimulation territory. “I can’t… please…” your words came out jumbled as he continued to pound into you with no mercy. “You can.” is all he said as his hands tightened on your hips, holding you in place as he pounded into you with vigor. His thrusts became erratic, matching the frantic beat of your heart.
You couldn’t hold yourself up anymore. Your face and upper body were in the dirt as he held your hips up and continued his brutal pace. You could hear him talking under his breath as he thrust into you. “Takin’ it so good fr’ me” “Such a good girl” “My good girl” “fuck” “doin’ so good”
Your head was empty only focusing on the feeling of the knot forming in your stomach again. Feeling his hands tighten on your hips, leaving bruises in their wake. "Fuck, I'm close," he panted, his voice strained with effort. "Gonna come inside you,"
Your answer was lost in a strangled cry as he hit that perfect spot one last time, sending you spiraling into climax again. The intense pleasure overwhelmed you, your body convulsing around his cock.
He followed soon after, his release washing over him with savage intensity. Burying himself deep, emptying himself into you as his body trembled with the force of his orgasm.
For a long moment, there was only the sound of heavy breathing and the rustle of leaves in the breeze. Then, with a grunt, Logan pulled out, collapsing beside you on the forest floor.
Lying against the cool earth, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he caught his breath. The scent of pine and damp leaves filled the air, mingling with the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. You turned to him, your heart racing as you tried to process what had just happened.
“You should wear that bathing suit more often” you teased, a hint of amusement in your voice, trying to break the tension.
Logan glanced at you, a smirk playing on his lips. “Shut up,” he replied, brushing a hand through his disheveled hair.
“Maybe we should get back,” you suggested, starting to push yourself up. “Not yet,” Logan said, propping himself up on one elbow, his gaze intense as he reached to pull leaves out of your hair.
“Okay,” you replied softly, a smile creeping onto your face. “For a little while longer, then.”
Logan’s expression softened, and he leaned closer, the world around you fading into a blur as he pulled you into a sweet kiss.