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Kinktober Day 3

Public Teasing & Edging with Logan Delos

Pairing: Logan Delos x F!Reader

Rating: NSFW 18+ (minors dni)

Warnings: let’s be real Logan comes with his own warning, mentions of Logan’s drug addiction very briefly, such cute fluff, use of a lovense vibrator (one that is controlled by an app & stays inside), use of the pet names Princess & Sir (do ya’ll see a theme?), so much edging and teasing like Logan is a little shit, sub/dom relationship, exhibitionism, spankings as punishment, reader cries during said punishment, oral (female receiving), p in v sex, unprotected sex, sex with the vibrator still in reader, mostly clothed Logan and naked reader, slightly rough sex, multiple orgasms, more cute fluff

Word Count: 4.2k

Author’s Notes: Oh how I love writing for this man. This was so so much fun. I hope you all enjoy it!

Kinktober Masterlist

ao3 link coming soon ish

Your hands brushed gently over the satin fabric, of the dress that hugged you perfectly. It was expensive, beautiful, but also simple. The gentle sweetheart neckline pushed your breasts up just enough to show a hint of cleavage. The slit running up your right leg to the middle of your thigh didn’t leave much to the imagination. Then the laced up back simply made you smirk, as you turned slightly to look it over. You were sure that would present a challenge later.

“Thinking about how long it may take me to get you out of that later, sweetheart?”

Logan Delos spoke from his spot, leaned up on the doorframe of the bedroom. You smirked up at his reflection before turning around.

“Actually I was.”

He let out a chuckle before pushing off the doorframe and slowly stalking towards you. You noticed then, one hand held a small gift bag but it was quickly tucked behind his back, as his other hand fell to your hip. He was so close that his breath ghosted over your face when he spoke.

“Sweetheart, I can get you out of that dress in seconds. I’m more skilled than you think,” his lips took yours for a quick, gentle kiss.

You smirked against his lips, before kissing him back gently. He pulled you closer after he pulled away, to pepper kisses all over your face, and you giggled.

“Don’t mess up my makeup,” you let out a full laugh as you pushed him away slightly.

Logan laughed too but stopped at your request.

“I wish we didn’t have to attend this thing tonight. I would much rather see that dress on my floor.”

“It would look much better there, but I’m proud of you for attending this event.”

Logan’s eyes softened. When he came crashing into your life, he was wild. Hardly ever sober, doing just about anything under the sun to numb his reality. When he started making his advances on you, you would withhold yourself on promises of him being sober for dates. You’d supported him through getting help, and now he was two months sober. He had told you once, it was something he had secretly wished for, for awhile, because it only chased things away temporarily, but he never knew how to go about getting clean.

“Well I had this really amazing woman come into my life, and she makes me put in work so,” he trailed off with a smile that you matched.

“She sounds amazing.”

“Oh she is,” he pulled you to him once again for another kiss, and then the gift bag popped back into your head.

“Did you get me something?” You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth as you looked from him to his hand.

“I did,” a mischievous smirk crossed Logan’s features as he held it up.

You stepped back slightly and took the bag. You pulled the tissue paper out, uncovering a plain white box. You looked up at Logan with furrowed brows, and he nodded for you to keep going. You opened the box and found you had been wanting for a long time. Something for you and Logan to enjoy together. A Lovense vibrator. You smirked as you looked up at him.

“You got me one?!”

“That I did,” he smirked again, and you knew at a glance that he was up to something.

“Why’d you give it to me tonight?”

“Because you are going to wear it at the event tonight.”

You let out a small gasp, and you felt the walls of your pussy clench in anticipation. The one wild thing about Logan that he didn’t loose, and thank god he didn’t, was his sex drive. He had adjusted well to monogamy, but he was still kinky, with wild ideas that sent you ablaze. Publicly teasing you was on the top of his list, and even though you felt some nerves bubble up in your stomach, you were also excited.

“It’s already charged and ready to go.”

Logan stepped back, taking the toy with him. He crooked his finger for you follow, and you obeyed. He nodded to the bed, and you sat down. He gently pushed you back, till you were propped up on your elbows. You opened your legs, which made Logan lick his lips as his eyes traced over you.

“Open,” he demanded as he moved the bigger part of the vibrator towards your mouth.

You did as he asked and took it, sucking on it while keeping your eyes locked with his the entire time. He pulled it from your lips with a pop, and then moved your panties over to the side. You let out a whine at the cool air against your wet center. Logan bent and when he looked up at you, his eyes were lust blown.

“Already so wet Princess,” the pet name made you clench again.

He pulled out his phone and sat it next to your leg on the bed. You glanced down seeing he had the app for controlling the vibrator open. He slipped it over your clit, still off, slowly. You let out a soft moan as you looked down, watching him. He caught your eyes before moving to his phone, and making the toy come to life. You jumped and let out a moan, your eyes fluttering closed. Then he started to push it higher and higher until your legs were almost shaking, and then it was gone. Your eyes flew open, and you were met with the shit eating grin across Logan’s face.

“Oh my sweet girl. You won’t be coming until we get home this evening, and if you do you’ll be punished.”

“But…why?” You asked as you panted slightly.

“Just for fun of course Princess.”

You felt your pulse jump, and once again your pussy fluttered at the thought. Logan, without anymore teasing slipped it inside of you, and you jumped slightly at the feeling. It wasn’t very big or noticeable, but just enough. He fixed the other end over your clit, and held it in place until he pulled your panties back over, keeping nestled snug against you. He helped you from the bed and you fixed yourself quickly, gulping at the feeling of the toy inside of you. It suddenly came to life, and you let out a yelp, and Logan let out what you swore was an evil laugh.

“Now now Princess, you can’t be doing that tonight. People can’t know,” he smirked before he turned it off and held out his arm, like he hadn’t done a single thing wrong.

You gave him a glare and let out a shaky breath, before you laced your arm within his. This was about to be the longest night of your life.

You swore this gala was going to last for forever. You were ready to pull your hair out at this point. Teetering on the edge of an orgasm for most of the night. Logan had been relentless. He was nice enough to not turn it on when he introduced you to important people and while you spoke with his no good father, but other than that he had been a little shit. You had no idea why you agreed to this. Overall the thought sent a shiver through you. The looks that Logan would pass to you from across the room while sipping his drink, phone in hand and a smirk on his face. He something else entirely, but all you wanted right now was to come. You were wound up, and at this point it was becoming almost painful. According to Logan you’d kept your composure throughout the night, which was a relief to you.

You sat at a table, while he mingled. You sipped at your water, and picked at the food that had been served. People would come up and speak with you, and you would put on your best face. But for the most part this was for investors, and you were just Logan’s plus one. That was perfectly fine, especially right now. The vibrator came to life within you again, and it was turned all the way up. You pushed your thighs together under the table, and gripped a napkin in one hand and the edge of the table with the other. Your entire body tensed, and then you melted when the vibrations suddenly stopped. You licked your lips and looked down, closing your eyes to collect yourself for a short moment. A hand on your shoulder made you jump, and when you turned Logan was smirking like a damn cat as he took the seat next to you.

“You alright Princess, you look flushed?” He furrowed his brows but with knowing look in his eyes.

“You know perfectly well what’s wrong with me, Logan Delos,” you snapped but you kept a light undertone to your words.

“Don’t get snippy with me Princess,” he paused to turn the vibrator up again, and your eyes closed. “I can make it worse.”

“I don’t think you can make it any worse. Logan, please,” your eyes opened and you looked at him, begging.

“Now now Princess, we discussed this. You don’t get to come until the event is over. You only have,” he checked his watch, the vibrator still going inside of you. “An hour and a half.”

The vibrator stopped and your body relaxed, but as you brought your drink to your lips your hand was shaking.

“I do enjoy seeing you like this. Controlling your orgasm, making them mine, see what it does to me Princess,” Logan spoke low enough for only you to hear, as he grabbed your other wrist and guided your hand to his rock hard cock, straining against his pants. “See, you’re not the only one uncomfortable, Princess. I’m going to destroy you later.”

The last words were a whisper in your ear and then he was up. He bent to kiss your temple.

“I’m going to mingle some more, come with me,” his play on words made you glare up at him, and with a chuckle he took your hand and pulled you up.

He kept his hand on the small of your back, guiding you through the crowd as he searched people out. He came up to a group of important looking men and their dates.

“Ahhhh Logan!” One man spoke as he stuck his hand out.

“Mason you bastard, I didn’t know you’d be here!” They both shared a laugh as Logan took his hand and they pulled each other into one of those bro hugs.

Mason’s girlfriend leaned over, “you being tortured as well?”

Her words made you gulp, but when you looked over at her you knew what she really meant.

“Oh yeah. I love dressing up, but most of what’s said is going right over my head.” The both of you laughed.

“Girl I understand completely.” She laced her arm with yours as she rolled her eyes and took a sip of her drink.

You watched Logan closely and knew what was coming. He had one hand in his pocket now, along with his phone, and you had watched his finger move. Your jaw tensed and you pushed your legs together the best you could while standing. Your knees were already weak, but they were turning to jello. You had to keep yourself together or you were going to fall to the ground any second.

“Excuse me. I need to go to the ladies room,” you leaned over and spoke to the girl.

You turned to look at Logan, who gave you a nod and then a wink. You gave him a small smile and forced your legs to move towards the restrooms. You were greeted with wonderful silence. Not a single other soul was in there. You went for the farthest stall and the moment you touched the door, the vibrator turned on max. Your hand flew over your mouth to stop the moan that came tumbling out. You knew if he didn’t stop it soon you were going to tumble over the edge, but then again how would he know. You leaned into the pleasure now and let it take you. You kept your hand over your mouth and a hand gripping your dress, as your legs shook and you tumbled over the edge. You panted as you came back down, and soon after the vibrator stopped once again.

You let out a shaky breath and straightened yourself. You brushed your hands down your dress and cleared your throat, before you moved out of the stall. You went to the sink and splashed water on your face, gathering yourself. With one more final breath, you stepped out of the restroom. You looked up, only to be met with Logan’s eyes from across the room. They were ablaze and you wondered what had happened, as you went back to the table and sat down. You took a generous gulp of water and settled yourself slightly.

“You alright Princess?” Logan asked, an edge of knowing in his voice.

“I’m fine,” you looked at him with a smile, plastering innocence all over your face.

His fingers brushed at your neck, and then grabbed at your shoulder, before he bent down next to your ear.

“I know what just happened in that bathroom Princess.”

“H…how?” You gulped but you didn’t look his way.

“I know how you look after you come. It’s one of my favorite looks on you. No matter how beautiful it is, you’re still getting punished for not following my rule.”

You gulped, feeling the sting of guilt race through you.

“Come now Princess,” Logan spoke as he straightened, and moved so you could get up.

His hand fell to your lower back, his thumb brushing at the fabric, as he lead you away from the crowd. The two of you made your way down a hallway, and with one look back to check your surroundings, Logan opened the door and directed you inside. The gala venue also housed offices and random meeting rooms. You and Logan were in the most private place you could be in the building, but the chance of someone coming in was still there. It made all of this more exciting, and nerve wracking.

“Relax, I can hide you within seconds. Just pretend we’re alone,” Logan spoke as he stepped behind you, as his fingers started to work at your dress.

Soon the fabric fell to a puddle on the floor around your feet and, besides your underwear, you were completely bare for Logan. He walked around you like a hunter circling his prey, before stopping directly in front of you.

“So beautiful,” he whispered as his finger slid down your cheek, before tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

He was always like this before dishing out a punishment, or even before things were about to get intense. Just a check in for you.

“You remember your rules Princess?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Very good.”

Logan turned and walked towards the couch that sat in the middle of the room, two arm chairs across from it and a coffee table in the middle. There was a wall full of bookshelves and a fire place. The other wall had a bar and a writing desk. You watched him as he discarded his jacket, laying it over a chair before removing his tie and doing the same. He rolled his white button up shirt to his elbows and you could have melted on the spot. This was one of your favorite versions of Logan. It never failed to make you practically drool. He sat on the edge of the couch before looking up at you with dark eyes, a smirk, and patted his thigh. You moved forward on weak knees, noting his phone was out next to him. The reminder of the vibrator still inside of you made your pulse pound in your ears. You stopped on one side of his legs, and he reached up before situating you over his lap in the perfect position.

“Arms,” he ordered, and giving him your full trust, you put your arms behind your back.

He tucked them together where he could keep both your wrist grasped in one hand. His other hand fixed your hair gently before settling softly on your ass, already making you jump. Logan simply chuckled.

“You know why you are being punished Princess?”

“Yes Sir. I disobeyed you.”

“Very good. How many do you think you deserve?”

“Ten?” You spoke, being unsure of your answer.

“I think ten will do. Now remember to count and if you mess up I start over.”

“Yes Sir,” you breathed.

“Remember you can stop this at anytime, and breathe okay?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good girl,” he spoke softly, and then he grabbed your panties and pulled them up slightly, pushing the vibrator harder against you.

You let out a soft moan at the feeling and slight friction on your clit. Then he was gone and knew what was coming. You tried not to tense but you always did. Logan’s hand came crashing down on your right cheek, and you let out a yelp.

“One,” you spoke, making sure to be loud enough.

Logan squeezed before his hand was gone, and back again on the left cheek.

“Two.”

He repeated the process until he got to five and the sting blooming. He paused, his thumb on the hand holding yours brushing at your skin as a gentle reminder. Then the vibrator came to life at full force inside of you. You let out a moan and then his hand was crashing back down again, but this time much harder.

“Six!” You practically screamed the number at the mixture of pain and pleasure.

Another hard strike against your other cheek, and tears were gathering in your eyes.

“Seven!” You whimpered out this time.

Another, once again hard and you jumped, your whole body shaking.

“Eight,” this time it slipped out in a sob.

The vibrator stopped and you relaxed slightly, panting.

“These last two times will be very hard. You okay?”

“Yes Sir,” and you were okay, everything just felt intense.

Logan’s hand came crashing down and you let out a cry this time. It wasn’t the most painful thing you had ever felt, and you had spankings like this before, but it had been awhile.

“Nine,” again the number fell from your lips with a sob.

The next one came crashing down, and you pushed out the last number on a whisper. Logan had you up in seconds. His face full of concern, as he gently wiped away your tears.

“Shhhh Princess. You did good,” he praised, and you panted, trying to gather yourself.

He sat you up on the couch, and the second your burning ass hit the cool leather you let out a hiss.

“Let’s get these panties off. I want to see just how soaking wet you are. Even though there is plenty of evidence here Princess,” Logan smirked, and you looked up at him smirking softly.

He bent, pulling your panties down with his fingers, exposing your soaking pussy to the cool air of the room.

“Fuck Princess. You are a mess,” Logan smirked and then he dove.

He never removed the vibrator, but he licked at you cleaning up the mess around your hole. He moved the piece on your clit to give the sensitive bundle of nerves a few licks, his eyes on you to see how you react.

“Logan please,” you beg, throwing him the best puppy dog eyes you can.

“You did take your punishment so so well, and this is such a beautiful mess. I think I may need to fuck this beautiful pussy. What do you think Princess?” Logan spoke as he stood, his hand coming to your center, two fingers entering along side the vibrator.

He leaned over you now and you looked up at him, giving him a quick eager nod.

“Please Sir please,” you begged which you knew he loved, as you kept eye contact.

He stopped, pulling his fingers out, causing you to whimper before he kissed your forehead. Then he was pulling you up and guiding you to the desk. It was a clean dark wooden service, and it would be the perfect height. Logan hoisted you up on the flat top and opened your legs.

“We are going to keep this inside of you,” he glanced up at you and you let out a moan at the thought.

Logan simply unzipped his fly to pull himself out, which only drove you more crazy. You watched as he removed himself from his pants, licking your lips as you saw how hard he was. You watched him as he stroked himself a few times before lining himself up with your entrance. He was slower than normal, stretching you more with the vibrator still buried inside of you. Your mouth dropped in a silent gasp as you watched him penetrate you. Logan’s eyes glanced up at you, as he continued to inch inside of you.

“You’re doing so good Princess. Taking me so well,” he groaned as he finally bottomed out and your walls clenched.

You couldn’t describe the feeling that shivered through you. Logan brought up his phone, holding still as he turned the vibrator on high. Both of you let out a moan and then Logan started to move. His lips fell to yours, taking you with so much need, as his thrusts started to get quicker and harder by the second. You’ve grasped at the edge of the desk, trying to keep yourself steady, even though you could feel your orgasm coming like a massive wave. Logan kept your lips locked to his until air was a must, but he didn’t go far. His forehead fell to yours as he picked up speed.

“Fuck Logan that feels so good,” you whined out, your voice broken as you looked down, watching as he fucked you.

“You going to cum for me Princess?”

You couldn’t answer, just simply nodded your head rapidly. Logan’s thrusts became sloppy.

“Come on Princess, cum with me,” he groaned out and your head flew back.

You let out a loud moan, not caring if anyone heard. Your legs trembled almost violently as your walls clenched, as you came around his cock and the vibrator. Your hand reached out for his, and he grasped you and stilled inside of you. He let out a groan, before kissing you hard and deep as he emptied himself inside of you. He let himself finish before he was pulling out, but never turned the vibrator off. Your eyes widened at the overstimulation, but he kept it steady just as another quick rising orgasm that crashed over you, before you could utter a word to him. He watched you with careful eyes and then stopped. Your body trembled and tears streaked your face at the overwhelming pleasure.

“Shhhhh that was such a good girl for me Princess. You did so good,” Logan praised as he kissed at different parts of your face, trying to bring you back to earth.

You finally felt yourself calm slightly, and forced your heavy lidded eyes open to find dark eyes staring back.

“That was…” you let out a laugh and Logan chuckled.

“I know. Now let’s get you cleaned up and get out of here. My girl needs rest now,” another kiss to your forehead and you nodded softly. “This isn’t going to be pleasant okay?”

Logan took the vibrator within his fingers, and you gave him a nod before he slowly and gently pulled it out. You let out a hiss and then a sigh. Logan moved your legs gently back together and off the desk, before helping you with your dress.

“I think I’m going to keep these in my pocket,” Logan smirked as he wrapped the vibrator in your panties, and tucked them in his pocket.

You smirked and then ran your fingers through your hair.

“Do I look like I was just fucked within an inch of my life?” You asked him with a smirk, as you smoothed your hands over your dress.

“Not at all. You look beautiful. I don’t think I’ve told you that tonight.”

“You have and thank you Logan. You don’t look so bad yourself.”

Logan let out a chuckle as he walked to you, tilting your chin up with his fingers. He leaned down and this time placed a gentle but deep kiss on your lips. One that you returned with a soft smile.

“Now let’s get you home.”

“Be happy there are people out there.”

“Why is that?” Logan asked with a smirk as the two of you started for the door.

“Because otherwise you would be carrying me out of here. I won’t be able to walk for a week.”

“That only means I did my job right Princess.”

“That it does.”

The two of you walked out of the office with shared chuckles. You were met with knowing eyes as the two of you walked through the room and outside into the night air. The two of you paused, Logan’s hand on your back, and looked back before looking at each other. Then you both let out full belly laughs, before Logan pulled you in for one more kiss.

“We’re never going to hear the end of this.”

“We will be the story told at this event for years to come.”

Both of you let out one more full laughter before heading to Logan’s car to head home.

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