The more they kissed and touched, the more alluring Logan’s scent got. His heat was setting in, and mixed with the scent of his arousal it made him absolutely irresistible. When Nathan followed his mate’s urging and looked down a grin spread across his face.
“Very sexy,” he said, his voice low and husky. “It’s a shame that they’ll spend more time on the floor than on you.”
Nathan slowly slid his hand down Logan’s chest and over his abs to the line of that lovely lingerie, teasing the sensitive skin there before slipping his fingers underneath to feel how wet Logan was for him. It sent a spark of arousal through him, causing his cock to twitch. His palm caressed Logan’s cock as he pressed one finger inside him, gently sliding it in and out to get him even more worked up.
He kissed Logan’s neck, tracing his tongue over the bite mark on his neck - the mark that told the world he’d been claimed by an alpha. The thought of renewing that mark while he took his omega had him lifting Logan up to lie him back against the bed. Nathan peppered his neck and collarbone with kisses. He only moved away long enough to take his pants off and discard them to the floor. A small sigh of relief escaped him when his long, thick cock was free from its confines. The rest of Logan’s clothes were next, and once they were both bare to each other, Nathan settled between Logan’s legs, kissing him deeply again.
The sounds Logan made verged towards higher pitches, breathless and wanting as Nathan slid his mouth and fingers over his skin, a thin layer of his slick coating Nathan's finger when he pulled his hand out and away from him. He was starting to pant, a flush colouring his cheeks, his neck, the tops of his chest.
His thighs nudged closer together as he watched Nathan undress, saliva unmistakably building in his mouth at the sight of his prick hard and wanting. The moment his clothes were off and Nathan was back against him, Logan wasted no time in wrapping one arm around his neck to hold him while the other reached down to take Nathan's cock between his smooth fingers. He stroked him slow, but not any less firm, swallowing each sound he made as a leg hooked around his hip to bring his mate closer.
Slipping his tongue into Nathan's mouth, a soft moan curled out his throat to follow it. Blunt nails scraped over Nathan's shoulder, Logan's control still present enough to keep the touch gentle, and his other hand drew up to swipe the pad of his thumb over the tip of Nathan's cock and draw what precome he could out of it.
On his end, he was starting to drip on the sheets, and Logan moaned as he rocked his hips up in instinct, even if there was nothing to rub himself against.
Those sweet sounds were like music to his ears, and he was going to do whatever he could to coax his mate into making more. There was something deeply satisfying about hearing Logan vocalize the pleasure he felt. It sent small shivers down Nathan’s spine and blood rushing between his legs.
Nathan couldn’t stop his instinctive urge to thrust into Logan’s hand, precum quickly beading at the tip as his mate’s fingers gently caressed him. A small, needy sound escaped him as they kissed, the desire to satisfy his mate’s heat starting to overwhelm him.
Soon he couldn’t hold back anymore. He reached down to grip his cock and lightly teased Logan’s wet folds with the head before pushing forward. A low groan rumbled in his chest as his length was slowly engulfed by the tight heat. Every time felt like the first time with Logan, his healing factor causing him to recover quickly from being taken and stretched.
He slid himself balls deep into his mate and stilled, giving him a little time to adjust before he began to rock his hips, setting an easy, steady pace. His lips rested on Logan’s collarbone, the pleasure and desire for more too intense for him to focus on a proper kiss.
"Oh God," he gasped, fingers curling harder into Nathan's skin as he felt the tip of him rubbing against his cunt. "Oh God, oh God, oh God--"
His words dissipated into a long, lilting ah as Nathan sank into him, his nails scraping over his skull as the leg around Nathan tightened and the other spread further apart over the sheets. Pleasure immeasurable had him pressing his head back into the mattress, his eyes shut and his lips parted, and when Nathan finally settled Logan couldn't help the whine after.
It was almost embarrassing hearing his voice so high, and under any other circumstance-- anywhere else but here, with Nathan, being made love to-- he would have been ashamed. As it was, however, he only continued to moan as Nathan's moved in and out of him, his walls squeezing around all the thick flesh inside him each time he pulled back.
A fresh wash of slick pushed out of him, Logan's own mouth brushing over the top of Nathan's head as he whined for him, trembled for him. Nathan slid in and Logan's slick curled out of him with the pressure, coating Nathan's cock and dripping down towards the sheets, and even his small cock beaded with precome, hard as it lay against his belly.
"That's it," he encouraged, kissing Nathan's hair, one hand moving to stroke his neck as the other settled on his hip and guided him in firmer thrusts. "More."
Nathan didn’t need much encouragement to thrust harder, especially not with Logan getting so slick. Even with Nathan’s size it was easy to slide in and out of him, and he took full advantage. He brushed his lips along the expanse of Logan’s chest, flicking his tongue over one of his nipples as he arched his back to quicken the pace.
His eyes drifted closed, and he tried to ignore his own groans of pleasure in favor of the sounds his mate was making. Each moan and whine spurred him on, driving him to snap his hips forward to fill Logan over and over. Instinct was overtaking his mind, and his instincts wanted him to knot his mate and fill his womb with life giving seed.
“Feels so good,” he breathed, affectionately nuzzling Logan’s chest between kisses. After a few more thrusts he shifted his position a bit so he could reach down to stroke his mate’s neglected cock.
"Nathan!" Surprised and breathless, Logan cried out his name, shutting his eyes as he bucked up into his fist, into the heavy length of Nathan's prick. He brought an arm up, pressing it to his eyes as his mouth remained popped open, panting and sick with pleasure. He pressed his ankle into the mattress, knee pointed up, and shuddered as he followed Nathan's pace.
The smack of their skin together, the noise of his slick as it was fucked into him and between the girth of Nathan's cock, the way their sex smelled-- it was amazing, as it always was. Breathtaking, overwhelming. Logan cried out as he felt himself rise towards his first climax, and his nails dug into Nathan's flesh with only the slightest apology.
"Close," he gasped, the tip of his own dick hot with need as the walls of his cunt tightened and squeezed around Nathan in warning. "Ah, ah, ah--!"
Heat spilled from between his folds first, wet and gushing around Nathan's length, and as they gripped him firm after, Logan's fist shot up to grip the pillow above his head as his cock followed suit and spattered ropes of white over his own heaving belly.
The sounds, the sensations, the scents... Nathan found it all just as intense and overwhelming as Logan. He wanted desperately to last longer - to bring Logan to climax at least one more time before he gave in to release, his mate’s cries and the feel of his cock being squeezed was just too much. He gave one more powerful thrust, burying every inch inside Logan as his thick knot swelled to lock them together. Nathan cried out, his cock throbbing as he filled Logan’s belly with a massive load of his seed.
His chest was heaving as he tried to catch his breath, and a light sheen of sweat covered his skin. Nathan’s cheeks flushed dark red from embarrassment. As he started to calm he rested his head against Logan’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, but he couldn’t bring himself to look at him. He mentally scolded himself for not being able to hold back.
It always made him shudder feeling Nathan release inside of him, feeling the way his come spilled and coated his insides. He wrapped an arm around him to hold him close, panting in obvious overwhelm, and though his heat felt slightly assuaged in the wake of his mate's climax, Logan's healing factor tended to make them a little sharper to begin with. He was left still sensitive, still shivering, wrapping both his legs around Nathan as his body tightened and worked his cock for more-- more of his milk, more for their children.
He exhaled shakily, then dipped his head to nuzzle affectionately at the top of Nathan's. One hand stroked him from the curve of his skull to the back of his neck and along his spine, nice and easy. "Perfect," he murmured in comfort, hips squirming just a bit to feel the weight of Nathan's knot rubbing against his insides, to feel the way his come shifted inside him and sent pleasant shivers down Logan's spine.
"I love you," he whispered, kissing Nathan's forehead. "Mm.
There were a few things Nathan had going for him that made him a well suited mate for Logan. As long as he was knotted, he could always get off more than once in a single round, and even when he did have to pull out, his refractory period was so short it may as well have been non existent. Those were valuable traits with an omega who had heats as intense as Logan’s.
“I know, baby,” he murmured as he slowly began to rock his hips again. Nathan couldn’t pull his knot out, because that would hurt them both, but he was still able to thrust as long as he didn’t pull back too far. As a bonus, his knot was positioned perfectly to rub against Logan’s g-spot.
“I love you so much.”
Nathan raised his head to give Logan a proper kiss, slipping his tongue into his mouth. He lightly trailed his fingertips up and down Logan’s side. After a moment he took his mate’s hand and guided it between them to his heavy balls. One thing Nathan absolutely loved was having his balls rubbed and massaged. Sometimes it made him cum so hard he understood what it meant to “see stars”.
Logan hissed into the kiss they shared, shivering as he sucked on Nathan's tongue and squeezed around his knot. Feeling it against his sensitive area had him crying out with every slow rock of his mate's hips, his fingers trembling even as his hand was led downward.
They curled, rubbing slowly over the bumps of Nathan's balls, and then he moved to hold them in his palm instead. "Fuck--" As he tightened around Nathan's cock so too did his grip get the slightest bit firmer, and he panted into his open mouth as his hips rolled nice and slow and easy, the smallest bits of slick pushed between Nathan's knot and Logan's tight, throbbing walls.
"Nathan," he breathed once more, tongue curling against his mates as his leg slipped from where it was wrapped around him. Logan kept his arm around Nathan's back instead, his thighs pressing flat to the mattress before spreading apart, and like this he lay completely exposed, his pussy soft and pink and stretched around Nathan's incredible girth.
He squeezed the weight in his palm once more, sighing softly. "You feel so good, Nathan..."
Nathan kept his movements slow and gentle, wanting to make the most of the time they were tied together by his knot. He moaned against Logan’s lips, the combined sensations of his cock and balls being squeezed sending blissful shivers down his spine.
“So do you...,” he breathed, giving Logan’s cheek a loving nuzzle. “God, you feel incredible...”
He pressed his mouth to Logan’s again in another heated kiss, caressing his mate’s tongue with his own. Tension was gradually building inside him, fueled by the tightening of Logan’s pussy and the warm hand on his balls. His thrusts became a little more insistent, his breathing heavier. Then after a particularly good squeeze Nathan cried out, burying himself deep as he emptied himself into his mate for a second time. His second release lasted longer than his first, and was so intense his whole body shuddered.
Logan's hand remained in its place on Nathan's balls, the tip of his thumb tracing the undoubtedly sensitive underside as he felt his seed spurt inside him thick and hot again. He moaned, his free hand stroking down Nathan's spine and holding him steady at the waist as he shook above him, and the kiss broke only so he could give Nathan space to breathe.
But it was the little circles his own hips made, the little bumps and upward thrusts and insistent rubs of his most sensitive spot against Nathan's knot, that had Logan's cunt squeezing around the mess of come inside him before he grit his teeth around a whine that punctuated the gush he himself let out. It flushed Nathan's seed in, drawing it deeper into his womb, and he gasped at the feel of it-- at how his belly became the slightest bit rounder, softer.
Those were their pups, he couldn't help but think. Their young. Their children. And the concept of it had Logan wrapping both his arms around Nathan's body as he turned them just a bit to rest on their sides.
"Look," he whispered, laughing just a bit as he kissed Nathan's cheek. His head dipped to indicate his softer middle, cheeks flushed with pleasure, and then Logan kissed Nathan's jaw, the pulse in his neck. "...heh. Pretty, isn't it?"
Nathan trembled in the aftermath of his second release, and he didn’t start to relax until Logan had reached his own climax. When they were both settled on their sides he draped one arm over Logan and smiled in contentment at the slight swell in his mate’s belly. He took a deep, shuddering breath, hoping that Logan was conceiving as they lay there together in each other’s arms.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, softly nuzzling Logan’s shoulder. “Am I alone in hoping for more than just one?”
As much as he tried to adapt to human ways of thinking, to him it was more normal to have a small litter of pups rather than just one child. Even twins would be enough, though he wouldn’t mind more. That wasn’t something the two of them had talked about though, so he didn’t know what Logan might think of as normal. He may have been a mutant, but he was still technically human. In some ways he could think like a wolf. Nathan just didn’t know if this was one of those times.
Maybe if Nathan had been someone else, anyone else, the concept of more than one child in one go would have frightened him. Logan wanted to be a parent-- had wanted a family of his own since he'd been old enough to even think about such a thing-- but he'd never thought he'd be a good one.
Nathan made him good, though. Made him believe that he could be. And more than that, Nathan was good himself. Parenthood wasn't so frightening if it meant it was something he could share with a man who cared as much as Nathan did, and Logan chuckled quietly and shook his head from side to side.
Kissing his mate's forehead, he admitted, "Be nice if our kids had each other to play with."
He wasn't sure what the product of a werewolf and a feral mutant would be, but if it was anything even remotely resembling what he and Victor had been growing up (play fighting and hunting and living in the wild), then the more they were, the stronger they'd be.
"But you'd have to treat me like a fucking princess the whole time I carry God knows how many little Prices around," he teased.
Nathan had plenty of confidence in Logan. He wouldn’t have wanted to start a family with him as badly as he did if he hadn’t. It would take practice. Being new parents meant that both of them were going to make mistakes, but they would learn and grow as time went on. He knew, deep in his heart, that he and Logan could raise a beautiful, loving family together.
He chuckled a little at memories of his own years as a pup. Nathan had three siblings from the same litter - a sister and two brothers. There were times when they had been little terrors, and he fully expected the same thing from his own pups. Though there was no way to know for sure what their offspring would be like, Nathan was prepared for more animal like behavior, which was something both he and Logan were well equipped to deal with.
“It’s always good for them to have playmates,” he agreed. “I need to find a place with a nice yard though. They’re going to need room to run and explore.”
Though that could wait until they were sure Logan was pregnant. They may have been getting a bit ahead of themselves, but it was difficult to not be excited. For Nathan, at least.
“Don’t think I won’t. You’ll be sick of me coddling you.”
"Not possible," Logan murmured, leaning in to kiss Nathan on the mouth and ending it with the smallest lick. He shifted slightly, a leg hooking around Nathan's hip as he moved himself closer, and though the shift of his mate's cock inside him had his mouth popping open in an oh, ultimately all Logan wanted to do was press himself against him. He buried his face in Nathan's hair, taking in his scent, and sighed deeply at the sheer fulfillment it gave him. "I like when you're sappy."
He traced circles along his back, the tips of his fingers smooth and soft as they moved up and down.
"Fact you're so sweet's one of the reasons I fell for you."
It wasn't very often that Logan spoke of soft little things like that, but there was something to be said about the psychological effects of knowing he was going to bear Nathan's children-- that in the morning he wouldn't have to take any birth control, that he'll let his lover's seed take and hopefully blossom.
Toes curling slightly, he brought one hand to press against the swell of his belly, shivering at how full he felt. Logan's scent continued to edge towards sweet and tempting, and he nipped lightly at Nathan's temple. "You got one more round in you?" A low rumble started in his chest, not unlike a purr, and Logan's fingers continued to trace up and down Nathan's back.
Voice lowering in a whisper, he kissed Nathan's ear. "I want as much as you can give while I'm fertile."
Nathan grinned and placed soft kisses all along Logan’s neck and shoulder, fingers running through his hair as he held him close.
“I think I’m always a little sappy.”
He was naturally a loving, affectionate person. Nathan cared about the well being of everyone around him, and often put others before himself. Not to his own detriment. He knew better than that, but if there was a way for him to make someone’s day better, he would usually do it. He’d never been anything but kind to Logan, even back when the man had been a bit prickly around him.
A soft hum was his response to Logan’s question, but he spoke up after he brought his hand to rest on top of Logan’s. Just imagining that in a few months his mate could be swollen with his offspring instead of just his seed sent another spark of arousal through him. He shifted their positions a little so he could rock his hips against his mate while they both stayed comfortable on their sides.
“I think you can coax another round or two out of me,” he said softly, his lips brushing against Logan’s neck. “I promise I’ll give you everything I have.”
It was another one of those times where all Logan could think was that he loved him-- where it was all he wanted to say, to whisper over and over as Nathan moved against him and slid his cock into the wet mess of his folds. Instead, Logan shivered and moaned, head tilting to offer his throat and neck in clear submission; his own cock twitched in obvious interest, but more pressing was the way his knee moved up a little higher to offer himself better, more.
The sounds of their coupling were wet, made so with the mess of their come and the fact that Logan's cunt was easily producing slick again. Logan gasped, back arching just enough to nudge his soft belly into Nathan's palm, and he hooked an arm around Nathan's back to hold him close. The pace his own hips rolled against his mate's wasn't nearly as frantic as it was earlier. Logan moved slower this time, savouring the friction, the way their sex smelled and sounded the more Nathan moved inside him.
He'd never wanted to be pregnant before, at least not outside the feelings that being in heat brought naturally, but he felt now how much of a difference it made to want it. To want to be stuffed full, and bred, and warm with the knowledge that they'd conceived.
"Please," he whispered, rolling his hips leisurely, lovingly, into Nathan's own. "Please--"
He pushed as deeply into Logan as he could with each roll of his hips, and this time was much more like lovemaking than their earlier coupling, which had been desperate and needy. Nathan kissed all along Logan’s neck, lightly grazing his teeth over the bite mark that claimed Logan as his omega - his mate. His hand pressed gently against the swell of Logan’s belly, slowly rubbing just as he would when Logan was heavy with his pups.
“You feel so good,” he whispered, lips brushing against the shell of Logan’s ear. “I love you more than anything else in this world.”
And when they had their family, with their quiet domestic life, he would love all of them more than anything else in the world. Even himself.
“I won’t stop until I’m spent,” he assured him. The pace may have been slower, but Nathan had meant it when he said he’d give everything he had. He would keep going until he was exhausted, and by then the two of them could fall asleep in each other’s arms, comfortable in knowing that they would have at least one child on the way. Hopefully many more.
To be told that he was loved, to be touched like he was gentle-- God, these were all things Logan never thought he deserved. But Nathan gave them all like Logan did, and though he moaned with each bounce of his body, each upward thrust of Nathan's hips, in the end it was impossible to resist returning his mate's sentiments, words wrapped in warmth and need and definite pleasure.
"I l-love you too--" And he meant it, even as his voice verged into higher, sweeter tones. Nathan's hips may have been more lethargic in their motions, but each thrust he drove in went deep, pushing into the seed Logan already collected and nudging it further and further into his womb. "I want your children," he babbled, eyes half-lidded as he kissed the edge of Nathan's cheek. "Fuck, I-- I want to be pregnant, Nathan, nnh."
Shaking, and gasping with each smack of Nathan's hips into his own, Logan clung onto him, his cunt starting to go tight once more in rhythmic clenches the closer he got. His moans rose in pitch, a fresh wave of slick pushing out and coating Nathan's cock at the same time it urged the seed already in him further in. Logan moved to press their foreheads together, panting and squeezing his eyes shut, and with a curl of his toes and a cry of Nathan's name more ropes of white curled from the tip of his cock, followed by a thicker wash of heat from inside of him.
Hearing his mate tell him that he wanted to be pregnant - almost as though it was a plea - made Nathan want to thrust harder. It made him want to fill Logan’s womb with every last drop he could in hopes of fathering as many children as possible. Feeling his mate’s inner muscles tightening around his cock again only cemented that desire. Nathan moved his hips faster and harder, making sure his full length was buried deep before pulling back to pound in again. His hands went to Logan’s hips, holding him still as he got closer and closer to the edge.
Nathan reached his peak with a loud cry, filling Logan with another hot rush of his seed. As he came he bit down hard on his mate’s neck, right over his claiming mark. All the while he kept thrusting, stimulating his body to give more while his thick knot held it all inside.
“Oh fuck, Logan...”
When the intensity of it started to die down he clung to his mate, pressing his fingertips into his back as he tried to catch his breath. Unlike before, his hips never stilled. Not only did he want to give Logan at least one more climax, but he still felt like he had at least one more in him before he’d be too exhausted to keep going any longer that night.
The combination of Nathan's teeth in his skin and his milk rushing into his womb was enough to make Logan come again, squirting between them and sending the flood of life-giving seed further up into his belly. He was stuffed with it, filled to the brim and it had Logan shaking, his hips jerking and twitching as he was pounded even through the sensitivity of Nathan's orgasm mixed with his own.
"Nathan," he whimpered, tears starting to dot the corners of his eyes as he was pounded; it took a hell of a lot to make him cry, but his heats had never felt this good before. He was being completed both physically and spiritually, made whole like he was always meant to, and it had him clinging onto Nathan's body as he was fucked and fucked and fucked, desperate for more than just making the heat go away.
"I'm-- so-- close--"
Logan's leg tightened around his mate's hip, his cunt clenching around him as rhythmically as he could manage. He moaned, one trembling hand moving down, and once more his fingers grazed Nathan's balls as they smacked against his skin, before rolling and squeezing them entirely to coax every drop of come out of his lover. "Come on," he groaned, shameless as his own hips smacked forward fast and hard. "Make me, Nathan, make me pregnant."
Every thrust drew a loud moan out of Nathan, especially when Logan reached between them to squeeze and caress his balls. He was so sensitive after his orgasm, and now his mate was begging to be impregnated. That combined with all the overwhelming sounds and sensations had him thrusting deep one last time, emptying all he had left inside Logan’s tight heat.
His heart was pounding as his orgasm slowly subsided, and he was struggling to catch his breath. Nathan stilled beneath Logan, feeling completely exhausted, but also incredibly content. He’d filled his mate’s fertile womb to the brim. Once the swelling in his knot went down he’d have done everything possible to get Logan pregnant. All they could do from there was wait and see.
When he noticed Logan’s tears he softly kissed them away, ready to settle in for the rest of the night once his mate had reached his final peak.
And reach his final peak Logan did, his head falling to the side as he let one last, small spurt come from his cock at the same time his pussy flooded warmth around the thick weight of his mate still inside him. He was shaking after, a sound not unlike an overwhelmed mewl escaping him as Nathan kissed his tears and held him close. Logan's hand reached up, absently, to touch his own throat, appalled at the way he'd cried, but ultimately allowed himself to pant, and huff, and then nudge his nose against his mate's in quiet affection.
Words failed him, and each time Logan moved he felt the weight in his belly shift and move. Soft, animal sounds passed his lips in his sensitivity-- quiet moans, little whimpers, but a content he'd never felt before settled in the depths of his heart, tingling in his chest and pushing out towards his fingertips.
There was love in the way he stroked his mate's chest, the way his hand drew up to caress the curve of Nathan's jaw. Logan would smell of him for days, would sport a darker mark on his neck in a biological exception to his healing factor-- and maybe, if they'd done it right, carry his children for months.
Logan continued to nuzzle Nathan's nose, gentle and loving, and then licked at his lips with the same sweet treatment in gratitude.
Logan didn’t have to say anything. The warmth and love between them was almost palpable. Nathan held his mate close, nuzzling and kissing as he stroked his back in soothing circles. Even during past heats they had never coupled with so much intensity, and knowing that Logan wouldn’t be taking any birth control in the morning left Nathan feeling more satisfied than he’d ever been. He always loved being with Logan, but there was something special about allowing their time together to reach its natural conclusion. Which Nathan hoped would be a big litter of pups for them to love and care for.
He took a few deep breaths as he relaxed against the pillows, one hand sliding down to caress Logan’s full belly. A sense of satisfaction coursed through him. Having his mate so swollen with his fertile seed made pregnancy all the more likely.
“Rest, baby,” he encouraged gently, welcoming Logan to lie against his chest. They could clean up in the morning.
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“Very sexy,” he said, his voice low and husky. “It’s a shame that they’ll spend more time on the floor than on you.”
Nathan slowly slid his hand down Logan’s chest and over his abs to the line of that lovely lingerie, teasing the sensitive skin there before slipping his fingers underneath to feel how wet Logan was for him. It sent a spark of arousal through him, causing his cock to twitch. His palm caressed Logan’s cock as he pressed one finger inside him, gently sliding it in and out to get him even more worked up.
He kissed Logan’s neck, tracing his tongue over the bite mark on his neck - the mark that told the world he’d been claimed by an alpha. The thought of renewing that mark while he took his omega had him lifting Logan up to lie him back against the bed. Nathan peppered his neck and collarbone with kisses. He only moved away long enough to take his pants off and discard them to the floor. A small sigh of relief escaped him when his long, thick cock was free from its confines. The rest of Logan’s clothes were next, and once they were both bare to each other, Nathan settled between Logan’s legs, kissing him deeply again.
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His thighs nudged closer together as he watched Nathan undress, saliva unmistakably building in his mouth at the sight of his prick hard and wanting. The moment his clothes were off and Nathan was back against him, Logan wasted no time in wrapping one arm around his neck to hold him while the other reached down to take Nathan's cock between his smooth fingers. He stroked him slow, but not any less firm, swallowing each sound he made as a leg hooked around his hip to bring his mate closer.
Slipping his tongue into Nathan's mouth, a soft moan curled out his throat to follow it. Blunt nails scraped over Nathan's shoulder, Logan's control still present enough to keep the touch gentle, and his other hand drew up to swipe the pad of his thumb over the tip of Nathan's cock and draw what precome he could out of it.
On his end, he was starting to drip on the sheets, and Logan moaned as he rocked his hips up in instinct, even if there was nothing to rub himself against.
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Nathan couldn’t stop his instinctive urge to thrust into Logan’s hand, precum quickly beading at the tip as his mate’s fingers gently caressed him. A small, needy sound escaped him as they kissed, the desire to satisfy his mate’s heat starting to overwhelm him.
Soon he couldn’t hold back anymore. He reached down to grip his cock and lightly teased Logan’s wet folds with the head before pushing forward. A low groan rumbled in his chest as his length was slowly engulfed by the tight heat. Every time felt like the first time with Logan, his healing factor causing him to recover quickly from being taken and stretched.
He slid himself balls deep into his mate and stilled, giving him a little time to adjust before he began to rock his hips, setting an easy, steady pace. His lips rested on Logan’s collarbone, the pleasure and desire for more too intense for him to focus on a proper kiss.
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His words dissipated into a long, lilting ah as Nathan sank into him, his nails scraping over his skull as the leg around Nathan tightened and the other spread further apart over the sheets. Pleasure immeasurable had him pressing his head back into the mattress, his eyes shut and his lips parted, and when Nathan finally settled Logan couldn't help the whine after.
It was almost embarrassing hearing his voice so high, and under any other circumstance-- anywhere else but here, with Nathan, being made love to-- he would have been ashamed. As it was, however, he only continued to moan as Nathan's moved in and out of him, his walls squeezing around all the thick flesh inside him each time he pulled back.
A fresh wash of slick pushed out of him, Logan's own mouth brushing over the top of Nathan's head as he whined for him, trembled for him. Nathan slid in and Logan's slick curled out of him with the pressure, coating Nathan's cock and dripping down towards the sheets, and even his small cock beaded with precome, hard as it lay against his belly.
"That's it," he encouraged, kissing Nathan's hair, one hand moving to stroke his neck as the other settled on his hip and guided him in firmer thrusts. "More."
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His eyes drifted closed, and he tried to ignore his own groans of pleasure in favor of the sounds his mate was making. Each moan and whine spurred him on, driving him to snap his hips forward to fill Logan over and over. Instinct was overtaking his mind, and his instincts wanted him to knot his mate and fill his womb with life giving seed.
“Feels so good,” he breathed, affectionately nuzzling Logan’s chest between kisses. After a few more thrusts he shifted his position a bit so he could reach down to stroke his mate’s neglected cock.
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The smack of their skin together, the noise of his slick as it was fucked into him and between the girth of Nathan's cock, the way their sex smelled-- it was amazing, as it always was. Breathtaking, overwhelming. Logan cried out as he felt himself rise towards his first climax, and his nails dug into Nathan's flesh with only the slightest apology.
"Close," he gasped, the tip of his own dick hot with need as the walls of his cunt tightened and squeezed around Nathan in warning. "Ah, ah, ah--!"
Heat spilled from between his folds first, wet and gushing around Nathan's length, and as they gripped him firm after, Logan's fist shot up to grip the pillow above his head as his cock followed suit and spattered ropes of white over his own heaving belly.
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His chest was heaving as he tried to catch his breath, and a light sheen of sweat covered his skin. Nathan’s cheeks flushed dark red from embarrassment. As he started to calm he rested his head against Logan’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, but he couldn’t bring himself to look at him. He mentally scolded himself for not being able to hold back.
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He exhaled shakily, then dipped his head to nuzzle affectionately at the top of Nathan's. One hand stroked him from the curve of his skull to the back of his neck and along his spine, nice and easy. "Perfect," he murmured in comfort, hips squirming just a bit to feel the weight of Nathan's knot rubbing against his insides, to feel the way his come shifted inside him and sent pleasant shivers down Logan's spine.
"I love you," he whispered, kissing Nathan's forehead. "Mm.
"But you know I need more..."
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“I know, baby,” he murmured as he slowly began to rock his hips again. Nathan couldn’t pull his knot out, because that would hurt them both, but he was still able to thrust as long as he didn’t pull back too far. As a bonus, his knot was positioned perfectly to rub against Logan’s g-spot.
“I love you so much.”
Nathan raised his head to give Logan a proper kiss, slipping his tongue into his mouth. He lightly trailed his fingertips up and down Logan’s side. After a moment he took his mate’s hand and guided it between them to his heavy balls. One thing Nathan absolutely loved was having his balls rubbed and massaged. Sometimes it made him cum so hard he understood what it meant to “see stars”.
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They curled, rubbing slowly over the bumps of Nathan's balls, and then he moved to hold them in his palm instead. "Fuck--" As he tightened around Nathan's cock so too did his grip get the slightest bit firmer, and he panted into his open mouth as his hips rolled nice and slow and easy, the smallest bits of slick pushed between Nathan's knot and Logan's tight, throbbing walls.
"Nathan," he breathed once more, tongue curling against his mates as his leg slipped from where it was wrapped around him. Logan kept his arm around Nathan's back instead, his thighs pressing flat to the mattress before spreading apart, and like this he lay completely exposed, his pussy soft and pink and stretched around Nathan's incredible girth.
He squeezed the weight in his palm once more, sighing softly. "You feel so good, Nathan..."
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“So do you...,” he breathed, giving Logan’s cheek a loving nuzzle. “God, you feel incredible...”
He pressed his mouth to Logan’s again in another heated kiss, caressing his mate’s tongue with his own. Tension was gradually building inside him, fueled by the tightening of Logan’s pussy and the warm hand on his balls. His thrusts became a little more insistent, his breathing heavier. Then after a particularly good squeeze Nathan cried out, burying himself deep as he emptied himself into his mate for a second time. His second release lasted longer than his first, and was so intense his whole body shuddered.
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But it was the little circles his own hips made, the little bumps and upward thrusts and insistent rubs of his most sensitive spot against Nathan's knot, that had Logan's cunt squeezing around the mess of come inside him before he grit his teeth around a whine that punctuated the gush he himself let out. It flushed Nathan's seed in, drawing it deeper into his womb, and he gasped at the feel of it-- at how his belly became the slightest bit rounder, softer.
Those were their pups, he couldn't help but think. Their young. Their children. And the concept of it had Logan wrapping both his arms around Nathan's body as he turned them just a bit to rest on their sides.
"Look," he whispered, laughing just a bit as he kissed Nathan's cheek. His head dipped to indicate his softer middle, cheeks flushed with pleasure, and then Logan kissed Nathan's jaw, the pulse in his neck. "...heh. Pretty, isn't it?"
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“Beautiful,” he murmured, softly nuzzling Logan’s shoulder. “Am I alone in hoping for more than just one?”
As much as he tried to adapt to human ways of thinking, to him it was more normal to have a small litter of pups rather than just one child. Even twins would be enough, though he wouldn’t mind more. That wasn’t something the two of them had talked about though, so he didn’t know what Logan might think of as normal. He may have been a mutant, but he was still technically human. In some ways he could think like a wolf. Nathan just didn’t know if this was one of those times.
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Nathan made him good, though. Made him believe that he could be. And more than that, Nathan was good himself. Parenthood wasn't so frightening if it meant it was something he could share with a man who cared as much as Nathan did, and Logan chuckled quietly and shook his head from side to side.
Kissing his mate's forehead, he admitted, "Be nice if our kids had each other to play with."
He wasn't sure what the product of a werewolf and a feral mutant would be, but if it was anything even remotely resembling what he and Victor had been growing up (play fighting and hunting and living in the wild), then the more they were, the stronger they'd be.
"But you'd have to treat me like a fucking princess the whole time I carry God knows how many little Prices around," he teased.
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He chuckled a little at memories of his own years as a pup. Nathan had three siblings from the same litter - a sister and two brothers. There were times when they had been little terrors, and he fully expected the same thing from his own pups. Though there was no way to know for sure what their offspring would be like, Nathan was prepared for more animal like behavior, which was something both he and Logan were well equipped to deal with.
“It’s always good for them to have playmates,” he agreed. “I need to find a place with a nice yard though. They’re going to need room to run and explore.”
Though that could wait until they were sure Logan was pregnant. They may have been getting a bit ahead of themselves, but it was difficult to not be excited. For Nathan, at least.
“Don’t think I won’t. You’ll be sick of me coddling you.”
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He traced circles along his back, the tips of his fingers smooth and soft as they moved up and down.
"Fact you're so sweet's one of the reasons I fell for you."
It wasn't very often that Logan spoke of soft little things like that, but there was something to be said about the psychological effects of knowing he was going to bear Nathan's children-- that in the morning he wouldn't have to take any birth control, that he'll let his lover's seed take and hopefully blossom.
Toes curling slightly, he brought one hand to press against the swell of his belly, shivering at how full he felt. Logan's scent continued to edge towards sweet and tempting, and he nipped lightly at Nathan's temple. "You got one more round in you?" A low rumble started in his chest, not unlike a purr, and Logan's fingers continued to trace up and down Nathan's back.
Voice lowering in a whisper, he kissed Nathan's ear. "I want as much as you can give while I'm fertile."
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Nathan grinned and placed soft kisses all along Logan’s neck and shoulder, fingers running through his hair as he held him close.
“I think I’m always a little sappy.”
He was naturally a loving, affectionate person. Nathan cared about the well being of everyone around him, and often put others before himself. Not to his own detriment. He knew better than that, but if there was a way for him to make someone’s day better, he would usually do it. He’d never been anything but kind to Logan, even back when the man had been a bit prickly around him.
A soft hum was his response to Logan’s question, but he spoke up after he brought his hand to rest on top of Logan’s. Just imagining that in a few months his mate could be swollen with his offspring instead of just his seed sent another spark of arousal through him. He shifted their positions a little so he could rock his hips against his mate while they both stayed comfortable on their sides.
“I think you can coax another round or two out of me,” he said softly, his lips brushing against Logan’s neck. “I promise I’ll give you everything I have.”
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The sounds of their coupling were wet, made so with the mess of their come and the fact that Logan's cunt was easily producing slick again. Logan gasped, back arching just enough to nudge his soft belly into Nathan's palm, and he hooked an arm around Nathan's back to hold him close. The pace his own hips rolled against his mate's wasn't nearly as frantic as it was earlier. Logan moved slower this time, savouring the friction, the way their sex smelled and sounded the more Nathan moved inside him.
He'd never wanted to be pregnant before, at least not outside the feelings that being in heat brought naturally, but he felt now how much of a difference it made to want it. To want to be stuffed full, and bred, and warm with the knowledge that they'd conceived.
"Please," he whispered, rolling his hips leisurely, lovingly, into Nathan's own. "Please--"
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“You feel so good,” he whispered, lips brushing against the shell of Logan’s ear. “I love you more than anything else in this world.”
And when they had their family, with their quiet domestic life, he would love all of them more than anything else in the world. Even himself.
“I won’t stop until I’m spent,” he assured him. The pace may have been slower, but Nathan had meant it when he said he’d give everything he had. He would keep going until he was exhausted, and by then the two of them could fall asleep in each other’s arms, comfortable in knowing that they would have at least one child on the way. Hopefully many more.
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"I l-love you too--" And he meant it, even as his voice verged into higher, sweeter tones. Nathan's hips may have been more lethargic in their motions, but each thrust he drove in went deep, pushing into the seed Logan already collected and nudging it further and further into his womb. "I want your children," he babbled, eyes half-lidded as he kissed the edge of Nathan's cheek. "Fuck, I-- I want to be pregnant, Nathan, nnh."
Shaking, and gasping with each smack of Nathan's hips into his own, Logan clung onto him, his cunt starting to go tight once more in rhythmic clenches the closer he got. His moans rose in pitch, a fresh wave of slick pushing out and coating Nathan's cock at the same time it urged the seed already in him further in. Logan moved to press their foreheads together, panting and squeezing his eyes shut, and with a curl of his toes and a cry of Nathan's name more ropes of white curled from the tip of his cock, followed by a thicker wash of heat from inside of him.
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Nathan reached his peak with a loud cry, filling Logan with another hot rush of his seed. As he came he bit down hard on his mate’s neck, right over his claiming mark. All the while he kept thrusting, stimulating his body to give more while his thick knot held it all inside.
“Oh fuck, Logan...”
When the intensity of it started to die down he clung to his mate, pressing his fingertips into his back as he tried to catch his breath. Unlike before, his hips never stilled. Not only did he want to give Logan at least one more climax, but he still felt like he had at least one more in him before he’d be too exhausted to keep going any longer that night.
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"Nathan," he whimpered, tears starting to dot the corners of his eyes as he was pounded; it took a hell of a lot to make him cry, but his heats had never felt this good before. He was being completed both physically and spiritually, made whole like he was always meant to, and it had him clinging onto Nathan's body as he was fucked and fucked and fucked, desperate for more than just making the heat go away.
"I'm-- so-- close--"
Logan's leg tightened around his mate's hip, his cunt clenching around him as rhythmically as he could manage. He moaned, one trembling hand moving down, and once more his fingers grazed Nathan's balls as they smacked against his skin, before rolling and squeezing them entirely to coax every drop of come out of his lover. "Come on," he groaned, shameless as his own hips smacked forward fast and hard. "Make me, Nathan, make me pregnant."
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His heart was pounding as his orgasm slowly subsided, and he was struggling to catch his breath. Nathan stilled beneath Logan, feeling completely exhausted, but also incredibly content. He’d filled his mate’s fertile womb to the brim. Once the swelling in his knot went down he’d have done everything possible to get Logan pregnant. All they could do from there was wait and see.
When he noticed Logan’s tears he softly kissed them away, ready to settle in for the rest of the night once his mate had reached his final peak.
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Words failed him, and each time Logan moved he felt the weight in his belly shift and move. Soft, animal sounds passed his lips in his sensitivity-- quiet moans, little whimpers, but a content he'd never felt before settled in the depths of his heart, tingling in his chest and pushing out towards his fingertips.
There was love in the way he stroked his mate's chest, the way his hand drew up to caress the curve of Nathan's jaw. Logan would smell of him for days, would sport a darker mark on his neck in a biological exception to his healing factor-- and maybe, if they'd done it right, carry his children for months.
Logan continued to nuzzle Nathan's nose, gentle and loving, and then licked at his lips with the same sweet treatment in gratitude.
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He took a few deep breaths as he relaxed against the pillows, one hand sliding down to caress Logan’s full belly. A sense of satisfaction coursed through him. Having his mate so swollen with his fertile seed made pregnancy all the more likely.
“Rest, baby,” he encouraged gently, welcoming Logan to lie against his chest. They could clean up in the morning.
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Sounds about right.