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kink-o-ween - day fifteen

logan sargeant - praise kink

cw: smut/pwp, praise kink, cowgirl position, dom/sub dynamics, sub!logan, dom!reader, cuddling

kink-o-ween: formula one edition - call of duty edition

logan was your good boy. he had always been. the boy from florida loved his praise. he bloomed under it like flowers in the summer. sprouted to be closer to your words. you loved showering him in the praise he deserved, in the love he deserved.

you were lounging against the arm of the couch in your apartment in florida. you two lived here now that logan was driving indy. it was easier, closer to family. your book was open up on the arm of the couch as you got comfortable.

but your space was soon invaded by logan. he looked down at you from the couch and you smiled at him, "you know this book is painfully inaccourate about a formula one romance."

logan made a face and picked the book up out of your hands, "i bet you could write something better." there was still a bit of bad blood between him and formula one. he grabbed your bookmark from your lap and put it in the book, "maybe try your hand and indy racing." he winked.

he placed the book down and got onto the couch. he laid out behind you and got your arms wrapped around him. he had been in a video meeting all morning and now yearned for the sweet embrace of his girlfriend.

"kisses?" he asked, you could tell he was smiling.

"needy, needy boy. how did you survive when you were globe-trotting with williams?" you held onto him tightly. he was your logie-bear for a reason. cuddling him was like cuddling a giant stuffed bear.

"you want the truth?"

you lightly chuckled as you kissed the side of his face, "am i not going to like it?"

he mulled over it for a moment, "i mean... i would personally take it as a compliment."

you squeezed him a little, "hit me with it, honey."

"i would have one of your sweatshirts. i think you know the one. the one with the holes in them that you patched up but eventually you just threw it out." he recalled as he held your arms, "i'd throw it over a spare pillow in the hotel room. and then i'd snuggle with it."

"oh i thought you were going to say that you humped it." you laughed a little and then ran your fingers through his short hair.

logan laughed, "i thought about it. but, i have quite the collection of photos of you. so, that solved that problem... wasn't as good as the real thing."

you giggled, "oh yeah?" you kissed his face once more, "i guess that's what they're there for. i bet you thought about me day and night. i bet it drove you crazy."

logan shifted a little, "of course." he could feel the heat in his cheeks at the memories of you he had. what kept him company while on the road.

"because you're my good boy, right?" you said softly, "maybe i should write an indy racing novel about the best boy ever." you held onto his hair for a moment, even giving it a small yank, "the future number one."

he swallowed, "please, sweetheart." he chuckled, "don't tease me." too many nights alone, even now in indy. he yearned for you, he yearned for your praise.

you giggled, "i was about to get to the smutty part of my book. but, maybe you and i can fill those gaps." you were asking him to have sex with you. to feel up your lover.

he looked over his shoulder at you and chuckled, "honey, like i'm going to say no to having sex with you."

"then be a good boy and let's go to the bedroom." you knew that logan was fast, even on his two legs. but the way the driver moved to get to the bedroom made you laugh a little. you soon joined him in the bedroom, a few steps behind him.

when you got through the door he grabbed you and picked you up. he got you onto the bed before his lips were on yours and his hands at the bottom of your t-shirt. you moaned into the kiss and held onto his head.

"my good boy. you are so good for me." you cupped his face, "my big strong, handsome boyfriend" you rubbed his face and he leaned into your hand like a happy puppy. it was painfully cute and you rewarded his good behaviour for kisses along his cheeks and the bridge of his nose.

you got his t-shirt off of him and he did the same to you. he palmed your breasts lovingly as he kissed you once more. while he loved your praise, he loved the feeling of his lips against yours even more. you held onto his shoulders while you pushed him down onto the bed.

he laid out for you, he looked like an angel.

you ran your hands down his chest and smiled at him, "such a good boy for me. you know what, right? you're so good. so loving and caring. you always get back up when you're knocked down. nothing can stop my logie-bear." you giggled before you leaned over to kiss him on the lips.

he blushed a little bit as he shifted on the bed a little bit, "c'mon, honey. no need to lay it on so thick." but he was met with kisses all over his face with hands at his sweatpants.

"no, no. i'll lay it on as thick as i want." then kissed the corner of his mouth before you pulled away as he helped you get his bottoms off. soon even the socks were off and you were both naked in bed together.

"trying to use all the lines for your book? see if they work." logan laughed as you ran your hands down his chest before you took him by the face and kissed him deeply.

"oh, of course. my indy racing novel with the stunning male lead who is such a good boy." you purred as you straddled his waist and beamed down at him.

logan melted a little, "sounds like a best-seller. i'd buy a copy. maybe i'll be lucky and get the lovely author to sign it for me."

you held onto his shoulders while you sank on his cock with a little help from him. you looked down at him and smiled, "maybe, if you're good."

logan shuddered from the praise as you fully seated yourself onto him. when you were finally on his cock, he held onto your hips. not to control the pace, but to just feel closer to you. to feel your warmth and love as you rode him.

"mmm, my handsome boy. my handsome logan." you moaned as you really started to pick up pace with your movements. you watched his facial expressions, he looked beautiful. you knew that you'd be in love with him for a lifetime.

"please, babe. ah! honey." he groaned as he held onto you tighter. the praise made his head cloudy with a sexual need as the bed creaked under the both of you. he loved you, so much.

you smiled and continued to move against him. you knew it was a lot for him, the praise swirled in his head like a whirlpool as you rode him. the thrust of your hips against him.

your beloved driver, you precious lover who made your heart swell with love. you could write a million novels about him! you moaned a little bit and felt the flood of pleasure down to your feet.

the heat ran course through your body and you continued to move. logan loved it too, given that when he felt really good his eyes closed and his expression looked more blissed out. you once joked he looked like the pretty boys in mcu movies, but to see him so relaxed and overtaken by pleasure because of. well, that was a sight worth a thousand words.

"my handsome man." you said softly as you continued to ride him, "you are the perfect boyfriend and an amazing driver. you're going to lay waste to the track." you giggled before you kissed him some more.

he loved the praise and he loved you.

your movements continued as did the praise. you moaned then said, "fuck, logan. i love you so much. i hope you know that you're a good boyfriend. i knew from the moment i met you that i'd love you forever." you held onto him a little tighter.

logan held onto you while you rode him. he kept you steady while you rutted against him. he eyed you from your sweet expressions to the giggle of your breasts.

"oh, fuck, logan." you moaned.

your pace continued, it only continued. you whimpered a little bit and felt the pleasure circulate through your body. the movements were quick and hot. the thump of your chest was loud as your toes curled a little from the sensation.

"you complete me."

"good." he exhaled shakily, the pleasure clouded his head. everything felt a little fuzzy in a good way. he could feel his heartbeat in his ears as you worked his cock.

this was better than any old hoodie or any album of photos. he could have a photo of you in every angle and it wouldn't satisfy him the way having you in person was. the kisses continued and logan was in heaven. he rubbed your hips while you continued to thrust against him, you were practically bouncing on his cock.

soon the need to orgasm became at the forefront of your mind. you gripped onto him tightly for support as you worked him up and down. your soaked cunt becoming familiar with his cunt. you panted heavily and tensed up as you felt close to climax.

"please. logan." you panted as you felt excitement run through you. you arched your back as you climaxed around his cock. you moaned a little bit and rode out your orgasm.

the throb in your skull from the intense emotion made you shudder and your nipples grew hard. logan licked his lips and breathed heavily as you continued to ride him even after you climaxed.

he held onto you, his said how much he loved you. how much you meant to him. that you were his girlfriend! you were his love! then tensed his grip on you as he felt close to climax. you knew he was and it made you lean in close to his ear.

"good boy." you said with love tinged in your voice.

and that sent him over the edge. he finished inside of you and he groaned through grit teeth. when he finally relaxed his grip on you. you planted both hands on the center of his strong chest before you went in to kiss him deeply on the mouth.

he melted a little before you pulled away and he got you down on the bed beside him. he wrapped his strong arms around you and you smiled at him. he asked, "was that better than your book?"

you tapped your chin playfully as you replied, "i guess so. but i might need some more research for my book."

he smiled at you, "well, yeah. of course."

you watched logan thumb through the pages of the book slowly. you shifted from one foot to another. you went through two editors and the publishing house to get this published. but yet you felt nervous when your driver boyfriend reading your book.

what started off as a joke turned into a pet project for almost six months. while the book was a little cheesy, you were more nervous about getting all the details of racing right.

logan looked up at you from the top of the book and smiled behind the pages, "i see someone's done their research."

"well, i had the best teacher to answer all my dumb questions." you beamed.

he put the book down and pulled you into his lap. he wrapped his strong arms around you and held you tightly. he kissed your neck and said, "you did amazing, sweetheart!"

he craved your praise. but he was more than happy to give you some of your own. <3

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