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I LOVE THEM, YOUR HONOR

i can’t tell you how many times I’ve read the wild wind chapters and snippets. do you think we could get one with Logan calling Rafe daddy? 🫣😳

I’m so glad you’re enjoying it! That means so much!! Thank you!

And yes, I think we can! With all the new Drew content, we can definitely celebrate. 🤣

18+ MDNI | Sex, breath play, daddy kink, pure filth, and everything in between.

“Rafe…”

“Want you to be my good girl this morning, Lo.” Rafe’s voice was deep and thick with sleep, just a hint of his accent coming through, the one he lost the higher up the sun went as his expensive schooling took over, “Can you do that for me, doll?”

Logan nodded, her hips shifting to try to get his fingers where she needed them, but he only pulled his hand away, sitting up on his elbow so that he could move the sheets off them, the chilly air hitting her skin. He drug his hand up her leg before curving over the swell of her ass, his other pushing the waistband of his boxers down.

Logan whined when she felt his hard length against her thigh, his smooth head running back and forth between her lips and she arched her back, one hand coming to slide up the back of his neck and into his hair while the other gently cupped her breast.

“I love when you touch yourself,” Rafe groaned as he watched her play with her nipple, the piercing visible through the sheerness of her nightgown, “gets me so hard.”

“Maybe…” Logan felt a soft pant escape her mouth when Rafe parted her legs, the thick head of his cock nudging her entrance as he teased her. Still on her side with him half above and half beside her, she drug his head back down to hers to kiss him, nipping his bottom lip teasingly, “You should get your phone then, daddy.”

Rafe bucked into her and Logan kissed him harder, their kiss much hotter, all tongue and teeth until they parted. Rafe kissed her nose, running it along hers as he asked, “Are you sure?”

Logan nodded and her heart swelled at him checking in, gently tucking some of his wild hair behind his ear, “I’m very sure.”

Rafe turned to grab his phone, and Logan watched him navigate his way to the camera, her nails raking up and down his arm, massaging his bicep as he worked to prop it up opposite of them and when he hit record she could feel just how turned on he was between her legs.

They kissed slowly, Logan kissing him thoroughly and when Rafe’s hand slid along her throat he squeezed it lightly, her fingers lost in his hair as he kissed his way down the side of her neck and over her shoulder. He nudged the strap down, the material loose enough that it drooped and he gently pulled it further down, exposing her breast to the air and camera, Logan moaning her approval when he twisted her piercing.

He glanced up from her breast to make sure he had it in frame, pawing, squeezing, and stroking her as she pressed her legs together, his cock bobbing against her leg. Logan arched her back more, one hand sliding behind her to grasp him in her hand, massaging his damp tip as he flattened his hand on her stomach, lips dragging back over her shoulder.

She opened her legs, confirming that the camera could see it all before she brushed herself against him, Rafe groaning as he worked to line himself up, swiping along her to confirm she was ready before he plunged inside her.

Logan cried out, hand gripping him by the back of his neck as he began moving, one hand still resting on her throat while the other gripped her ass, flattening out before a smack echoed around the room. She moaned loudly as he soothed the sting by gliding his hand over her cheek, and when she felt his breath against her ear she had to keep herself from finishing right there.

“So fuckin’ tight, Lo.” They moved faster with each other, the bed shaking as the headboard knocked into the wall, “So good for me.”

“Only you, daddy,” Logan squeezed him intentionally, “fucking me so good…”

Rafe groaned, hips rocking and Logan reached for the phone, holding it to get a better angle.

…if this is who I think it is…

Can we get another Rafe/Logan snippet? 😍

We can!!

Read Wild Winds Here!

18+ MDNI | language, minor violence

Chaos erupted almost immediately.

Startled shouts and swears echoing all around. The glass landed on the ground not but five seconds later, just barely missing the guy’s bare foot. Ron was in absolute shock and Logan felt Ellie’s hands on her shoulders as the guy shot up from the lounge chair, his own face twisted in anger. But before he could reach Logan, Rafe and Topper were in the middle of it, Topper pushing the guy back as Rafe hauled Logan away, everyone panting, chests heaving.

“The fuck is going on?” Rafe stared down at her and Logan shoved his hands away, her own shaking from the adrenaline rushing through her veins.

“Ask him,” Logan lunged but Rafe caught her by the waist, her arm and finger extended in the guy’s direction…

YOUR HONOR, I LOVE THEM!!!

Can we get a little bitty snippet of the overstimulation? 👀

👀

18+ MDNI | Oral sex, mentions of sex, sex.

Logan giggled as Rafe lifted her up and onto the hard surface of the counter, her fingers sinking into his hair as he mouthed and kissed her throat, his hand frantically moving to pull at her skirt, groaning when he finally pushed it up enough to slip his fingers under.

“Tell me you’ve been bare all day.”

“All day.” Logan all but purred into his neck, teeth scraping against his Adam’s apple as he stroked her inner thigh, “I left them in your bed…”

“Fuck, Lo,” Rafe hissed when she wound a leg around his own, pulling him that much closer, his fingers teasing her under her skirt, “how am I supposed to go back out there knowing you aren’t wearing underwear?”

Logan lifted her hands to run up his chest, fingers feeling the many buttons of his shirt as she kissed the underside of his chin, “You can fill me up first…?”

Rafe almost came in his pants, whining as he lifted his hand to cup her jaw, kissing her deeply. “I don’t have time, baby.” He kicked himself for turning her down, but he knew they’d be interrupted if they did, his dad was watching him closely and if he was gone that long Ward would surely know. “But…”

Logan threw her head back when he slipped his fingers inside her, head resting against the mirror as Rafe set the pace. She bit her lip, letting out those noises that drove him wild, his eyes glued to the space between her legs as she eagerly sucked him in.

“I’ve been good, Rafe…”

“I know, baby,” he brushed his thumb across her clit and Logan whined, “you’ve been so good tonight. Putting up with all of these assholes.”

Logan’s first orgasm washed over her quickly, and she was almost embarrassed how fast she came around his fingers, breathing heavily through her nose when Rafe groaned, pulling out to see how she coated him. While he had just enough restraint to not fuck her right then and there, he didn’t have enough to deny himself a treat, lifting her up and spinning her around towards the plush chair in the corner, Logan clutching at his shoulders as he got to his knees, diving into her waiting pussy.

Logan felt electrified, head tilting back as Rafe parted her legs, tongue rolling into her at a pace that promised more, her fingers digging into his perfectly combed hair as he demanded a second orgasm from her. His eyes lifted to look at her and Logan’s lips parted, her thighs shaking as he sucked on her clit, his fingers easing back into her.

“Rafe…”

He hummed around her and Logan’s entire body jolted, a startled cry falling from her mouth as he nipped and then sucked again, his fingers moving faster. Her thighs tried to squeeze his head but he held them back, shaking his head at her as he pulled off and slipped his tongue back inside, his fingers toying with her wet clit.

“Fuck.” Logan arched and squirmed and Rafe only continued his pace, tongue and fingers working together to give her a third orgasm, her voice echoing around the empty locker room as she cried out and moaned his name, her hips rolling into his face.

She expected him to let up, to kiss her thighs and make a comment about wanting her wet the entire night until he could fuck her properly after, but he only dove in again and Logan gasped, shaking her head back and forth as he lifted his eyes to her face, “Rafe—Rafe. Too much, oh my God. Too much...too much!” Her body lurched and she squealed when he brushed his knuckle against her, grinning as she giggled softly, tugging him away from her clit and up to her, arms wrapping around his shoulders as they kissed deeply.

She tasted herself, Rafe’s mouth and chin dripping, and he lifted up to rest his hands on the arms of the chair, hovering above her enough they could see each other. “I’ll pick you up after work,” he promised softly, fingers running up her neck, tilting her chin to better see her eyes, “and I’ll fill you up then.”

Logan nodded, gently taking his thumb into her mouth, Rafe groaning as she licked and kissed it, his eyes darkening and pants tightening enough that he regretted not trying for a quickie. However a knock sounded on the locked door and he was quickly reminded why he didn’t try, pulling his thumb from her lips before he leaned down to kiss Logan softly before he stood to deal with his dad.

Logan & Rafe: *basking in each other’s love and being soft and domestic and all that jazz*

JJ: I GOTTA PISS

Can we get a snippet of JJ interrupting them? 👀

We can have that 😉

Read Wild Winds here!

18+ MDNI | Language, shower sex, smut, sex interrupted.

Logan slipped her fingers into Rafe’s hair, forehead pressed to his as they kissed slowly. The steam from the shower filled the small room, and Logan was so thankful for the window shedding just a little light into the bathroom, making three thirty in the afternoon feel a little more romantic than it normally did. Rafe’s fingers spread along her spine and Logan arched into him, breasts pressing lightly into his chest, the hard metal of her piercing contrasting with her soft skin as he deepened the kiss, inhaling sharply through her nose when she gently nudged him with her knee. 

“Ever done it in the shower?”

Rafe nodded, lifting a hand to slide along the base of her throat as she felt the shower wall against her back, a slow moan slipping from her mouth as he squeezed gently, thumb pressing to the middle of her throat. “Could kiss you all day.”

“Please,” Logan breathed against his lips and Rafe groaned, hand flattening out along her back and running along the curve of her spine until he was able to palm the fleshy part of her ass. Water droplets stuck to their eyelashes and Logan lifted a hand to brush some of his hair away from his forehead, her lips grazing his jawline.

She drug her hands down his chest, her gaze following their path as she teased his nipples, eyes shooting to his face to see his reaction before drifting lower, feeling the fine hair below his navel that traveled south. He was hard against her hip, begging for attention and she gave it to him willingly, fingers circling his length before her thumb brushed across his tip, Rafe’s head tilting back breathlessly as she teased him. “I’m so hard, Lo…”

“I know you are,” Logan stroked him slowly, teasingly, as she pressed a light kiss to his collarbones, “you’ve been so patient today.” He nodded, swallowing thickly as she increased the speed and pressure, her own eyes flickering down to see him reddening further, his smooth head just begging for a kiss, “Have you been good, Rafe?”

Rafe’s hips jolted as she cupped his balls and he groaned, arm sliding around her to pull her closer, mouth connecting with her own as he kissed her senselessly. His other hand gently lifted her leg up, locking it along the crease of his elbow before he wrapped his other hand around hers and Logan gasped when he brushed the space between her legs, her body calling to his as he teased her, coating himself in her before he slipped inside. 

The stretch was good at this angle, her head falling back against the shower wall as Rafe eased his way inside of her, his lips attaching to her ear as she adjusted to the size and position, squeezing him tightly to let him know just how much she was enjoying it. “Let me in, baby,” Rafe begged, hips pausing, “you’re so tight.”

Logan closed her eyes, mouth opening to kiss him just as a loud noise sounded from somewhere inside the house, both of them tensing immediately. However, before they were able to respond to the noise or move, another loud sound came from the closed bathroom door. “Let me in!”

JJ sounded just a little frantic and Logan had to shake her head to try to clear it, unsure how to respond with Rafe seated so deep inside of her, filling her so well. “What…?”

“Let me in,” JJ knocked again, “I gotta take a piss. Open the door.”

“I’m literally in the shower!” Logan pressed her forehead to Rafe’s shoulder to muffle her moan as Rafe nudged that spot he loved to tease, “Wait like…twenty minutes.”

Rafe snorted into her neck and Logan drug her hand up his stomach and around his hip, squeezing his ass warningly, her mind briefly drifting to how firm it was as he smiled knowingly down at her. 

“Lo-gan!” JJ whined, “I gotta go and we’re in a hurry!”

“We?” Logan’s voice reached a higher octave as Rafe snapped his hips and she squeezed her eyes closed, a soft pant leaving her mouth as the bathroom door opened. Logan gasped, gripping Rafe’s shoulders as she whipped her head in the direction of the door, glad that they were hidden by the green opaque shower curtain, “What the fuck, JJ?!”

“I gotta piss!” The toilet seat landed loudly against the porcelain tank and the sound of JJ Maybank peeing filled the room next, Logan squeezing her eyes closed, both angry and mortified she was in this situation right now. “It’ll take like three seconds! Relax.”

Rafe’s body vibrated with silent laughter and Logan only rolled her eyes, her body begging her to move, too full with Rafe to think straight. He seemed to read her thoughts or feel the same way, Rafe slowly moving, Logan shaking her head to keep from crying out when he did. She clutched him to her, nails digging into his back to keep him from moving further as she waited for JJ to finish buttoning his shorts, the toilet flushing a moment later, sending freezing cold water through the pipes. Her boyfriend, in all his Kook experience, had clearly never had this happen before, jumping enough that Logan had to knock the shampoo bottle over to keep his startled hiss from being heard by their intruder.

IM FEELING SO MANY EMOTIONSSSS

WHY DID YOU HAVE TO STOP THERE????

I’m ready to see Rafe give Logan the look and her reaction 😮‍💨

Ooooooh. Ok, ok, ok. We can do that. 🤣

18 + MDNI | Language, references to sex, Logan’s a brat and Rafe’s had enough.

Read Wild Winds here!

Logan slammed the car door, not even bothering to apologize as she clicked her seatbelt into place, Rafe climbing into the other side. The leather of the steering wheel squeaked as he gripped it, starting the Range Rover a moment later.

She kept her gaze trained on the dark tinted window, slight frown between her eyebrows, ignoring Rafe as he buckled his seatbelt and put the SUV into reverse, pulling out of the parking lot before setting off down the road. It was quiet, and Logan watched out of the corner of her eye as Rafe turned on the radio, soft music playing as he idled at a stop sign, and just as he made the left hand turn did she lean over and turn the radio off.

If the mood hadn’t been so tense, and if she wasn’t so annoyed, she may have laughed at his expression, the man beside her doing a double take, before he cleared his throat, wrist dangling from the steering wheel, “You gonna pout the rest of the night or are we going to talk about this?”

“Who gave you the right to talk to Ron?” Logan lit into him and Rafe kept his eyes on the road, “Huh? Just because I suck your dick you think you can get involved in my work conflicts?”

“I don’t know if you know this or not,” Rafe said slowly, “but you’re kinda a push over, Lo. The dude’s taking advantage of you and I’m sick of it.”

“It’s my job—”

“Can we at least wait to argue until we get home?”

“No,” Logan lifted her feet and pressed her non-slip work shoes directly onto the dash like she knew he hated, arms folded across her chest, “I think I’d like to talk about it now. Why do you think you get to tell my boss about my problems with a coworker? At what point did you hear your name involved?”

“Logan…”

“I’m serious,” Logan’s voice only raised as Rafe sighed heavily, “I’m not a puppet, I’m not your thing, and you will not get involved in this. I told you yesterday I didn’t want you involved, and yet, less than twenty-four hours later, here you are!”

“Can—”

“I won’t be controlled. I’m not some wannabe Figure Eight princess, Rafe. I don’t need you to save me, I don’t want you to save me, and if you even fucking think of doing that again, I’ll—”

Rafe pulled the car over almost immediately and Logan scrambled to grab onto the handle, head turning to stare at him as he all but slammed the car into park, turning in his seat with a look that had her closing her mouth, eyes wide as he looked back at her.

“Or you’ll what?” Rafe asked, his eyes searching her face, “What are you gonna do about it, Logan?” Logan struggled to find the words, her gaze locked on his as he waited for her to respond, a single eyebrow arching as he waited, “Well? I’m listening. If you’ve got so much to say, then say it. Tell me how I'm doing the wrong thing by making sure my girlfriend isn’t walked all over by assholes. Tell me how talking to your boss was the wrong thing to do.”

Logan only remained silent and Rafe leaned over, sliding a bit of hair behind her ear before his fingers trailed down her jaw to slide under her chin, eyes searching hers as he looked at her with an expression she hadn’t seen before, not fully, at least, “What’s the matter, Lo? Cat for your tongue?”

“I—”

“You’re gonna listen to me,” Rafe brought her closer, his nose burning against hers, “that’s what you’re gonna do. Starting now—get the fuck out of the car.”

SCREAMING CRYING FLAILING ON THE FLOOORRRRRRRR

KATE THIS IS AMAZING AND THE PRECIOUSNESS OF JJ AND ELLIE IS TOO MUCH

love the new chapter!! is there any chance we could get a snippet of jj and rafe interacting at some point? i’m so excited for how their dynamic is going to play out

Yes!! This takes place during Midsummers!

Read Wild Winds Here!

18+ MDNI | Language, references to sex, Rafe aggravating JJ.

Tagging @cdragons, since Ellie belongs to her!

At first he thought Ellie was going to breeze past him, but soon it became abundantly clear that she was heading for him, rather than around, and so he lifted an eyebrow, trying to remember the last time they actually spoke one-on-one. “Ellie…?”

“What do you think you’re doing?” A frown crossed Ellie’s forehead and he only lifted both eyebrows into his hairline, clearly surprised by not only her talking to him, but the intensity of which she started with. 

“Like right now?” Rafe glanced around, eyebrows still raised, “Just…standing here…?”

“No, not right now,” Ellie rested a hand on her hip and Rafe only continued to look on in confusion. “I’ve seen your car on the Cut more than a few times, and I’ve seen the way you stare at Logan at the club. What’s your game?”

“My…game…?”

“You’re either creepy as fuck or you’re up to no good,” Ellie lifted an eyebrow of her own, but despise the shorter girl trying to appear intimidating, Rafe had to try to keep his amusement from showing as he realized what Ellie was referring to, “so which is it?”

“Uh…” Rafe lifted a hand to scratch behind his ear, covering his laugh with a cough when her eyes narrowed even further, “...neither…?”

“I know what I’ve seen, Rafe,” Ellie tapped her foot against the floor, “you better leave her alone. I don’t know why you’re bullying Pope and JJ or why there’s a feud, but it needs to stop. Going after Logan is only going to make things worse. If you think they’re mad now…”

“Yeah…” Rafe didn’t bother to hide his chuckle this time, “that’s not what's happening, at all.”

“Then what’s happening?” Ellie asked, “Are you obsessed or something? Because you’re lucky JJ’s been too distracted to pick up on it. Trust me when I say no one messes with his sister.” 

“I’m not messing with his sister,” Rafe shook his head, “you can all relax, alright?”

“Rafe…” Ellie shook her head back and forth, “I swear, if you’re going after her…”

“Maybe…” Rafe took a step to the side, leaning over to place his untouched flute of champagne on one of the nearby tables, “you should open your eyes a little bit, huh, Sherlock? If you’re already watching, you’re definitely not looking close enough.” Ellie’s frown deepened and he sent her a wink when she didn’t respond, “You have a good night, Ellie.”

However, before he could successfully sneak away, not being able to stand being away from Logan any longer, he ran directly into JJ, the youngest Maybank looking the opposite of pleased, his own eyebrows furrowed as he looked between him and Ellie, “What the fuck is goin’ on over here?”

Rafe sighed heavily, eyes lifting upwards before he connected the dots, making a mental note to give Logan the twenty bucks he bet her earlier. “Lookin’ good, JJ. Didn’t know you were invited to this shindig,” 

“H—he’s my guest…” 

“Right,” Rafe drew the word out, glancing between the two as he nodded slowly, “the uniform just screams guest…” 

“What do you want, Rafe?” JJ moved closer to Ellie, all of them vaguely aware of a soft voice calling Ellie away, both Rafe and JJ watching as Ellie glanced between them nervously before moving towards her mother. “You don’t have any business talking to Ellie.”

Rafe cocked an eyebrow, looking over JJ’s shoulder towards the spot Ellie stood with her mom, Anna, and Kiara, amusement crossing his eyes as he looked back to JJ, “Last time I checked, Maybank, I can talk to whomever I want.” JJ’s eyes narrowed further, “And uh—last time I checked, Ellie came up to me. So you better get a grip on yourself and man up before she moves on to someone else…”

JJ took a step forward and Rafe pulled his hands from his pockets, grabbing onto JJ’s shoulders, squeezing them just a little too tight as JJ glared up at him, jaw set hard, “Mind your fuckin’ business, Rafe—”

“Yeah, I’mma do that,” Rafe drug his hands across JJ’s shoulders before he gripped his tie, the crooked accessory bothering him as he adjusted it, tightening it just a little tighter than need be as JJ slapped his hands away. Rafe easily took a step back, smirk falling across his face as he slipped his hands into his pockets, “Make sure you tell Logan I thought she was lookin' really hot yesterday at work, alright? Your sister’s a smoke show.” If it was possible, JJ turned at least three different shades of red, both hands squeezed into a fist as Rafe walked away, purposely bumping into his shoulder as he passed, but before he could get too far away, he turned around and ran a hand along his jaw, JJ nearly vibrating where he stood as Rafe glanced pointedly towards Ellie, his voice loud enough that she could hear,  “And uh, use protection tonight. No glove, no love—bro.”

READ THEM TO FILTH LOVELY!!!!

Can we get a snippet of angry Logan? 👀

Yessss! Let’s do that! 😉👀

MDNI 18+ | Boys being gross, references to sex, language, Logan’s angry.

Read Wild Winds Here!

Rafe slipped his hand over her shoulder, gently pulling her towards him, Logan going easily now that their argument was resolved, and just as his lips touched her forehead did her attention shift.

“She’s gotta be a virgin, dude.”

“I dunno,” the newest member of the valet team shook his head, the same guy who mistook her as a guest a few weeks ago, “I think the innocent look is just an act. Virgins are hard to find.”

“I’m telling you,” she turned her head fully despite Rafe trying to hug her, seeing one of the guys a grade above JJ talking. Andrew—she was pretty sure that was his name. “She’s a total virgin, and I gotta have it.”

“Who are they talking about?” Logan asked, more to herself as she felt Rafe’s wrists cross to rest on her lower back, tilting his head up so she could slide under it.

“I don’t kno—”

“Imagine those big eyes looking up at you…” Andrew swatted the new guy with the back of his hand, both of them laughing, “I gotta pop that cherry, it’s killin’ me thinking she’s untouched.”

“Be careful, bro. JJ’s not gonna let that happen. Dude’s basically pissed a circle around her…”

“Ellie?” Logan pulled away, her shoulders tightening as she felt Rafe reach for her arm, “They’re talking about Ellie?!”

“Hey, hey, hey,” Rafe pulled her back when Logan moved to walk in their direction, “you can’t go around cracking skulls because people are talking, doll.”

“Oh yeah?” Logan pulled her arm from his grip, “Fucking watch me.”

“Logan—”

Although Rafe was stronger, Logan was faster, moving quickly away from her car where Rafe had parked it before he could grab her hand, watching as the valet stand, and by extension the boys, grew closer.

The boys noticed her before she said anything, the new one averting his gaze as Andrew leaned against the stand, “Logan—good to see you this fine Wednesday afternoon. I thought you worked this morning?”

“Yeah, I just got off and I couldn’t help but overhear you talking…” The color in both boys’ faces drained and Logan rested her hands on her hips, “You think Ellie’s a virgin, huh?” No one said anything, simply blinking at her owlishly, “What? You can’t talk anymore…?”

“W—we were just taking,” Andrew cleared his throat, “it wasn’t meant to be heard by anyone else…”

“Does that make it ok to say?” Logan asked, “Ellie’s sex life is none of your concern unless she chooses to discuss it with you. God forbid she invites you into it, so why don’t you two find something else to talk about, huh? Discussing your coworkers sexual history should be far from any of your conversations. It’s disrespectful, it’s gross, and it’s basically an HR violation, so…”

Andrew held his hands up and the new guy looked about ready to wet himself, both of them nodding with slightly parted lips before Logan turned to step off the curb, prepared to return to Rafe and her car when an all too familiar Camaro rolled to a stop right in front of her.

Christopher’s shit eating grin greeted her and Logan only exhaled as he pushed open the door and climbed out. He was dressed in a nice suit she hadn’t ever seen him wear when they were together, adjusting the jacket as he crossed in front of the vehicle, shiny metal watch catching in the sunlight.

“She givin’ you boys a hard time?” Christopher asked, stretching his arm out to hand over his car keys.

“No, sir…”

“Mhmm.” Christopher handed over a few folded bills after his key, stepping up onto the curb with his designer dress shoes, “I know a Logan Maybank ass chewing when I see one. Word from the wise, just nod and let her lose steam…”

Logan scoffed, her blood starting to heat more.

Christopher paused, pulling the sunglasses off his face before he winked at her, dark eyes lingering on her with a twinge of something that only made her more angry, “She likes a few other things too after that, but uh, you’re probably too young for her…” He looked her over, gaze flickering pointedly over her shoulder beyond his car, “Or are you into the young ones now, Lo-Lo?”

A sickly sweet smile formed across her mouth before she said, “Choke on your lunch, Chris.”

“Right back at you, sweetheart.”

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Tagging @cdragons since Ellie belongs to her! Read her story here!