(^. ̫.^) sugar daddy!Logan

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You woke up in silk sheets, a light headache, no clothes, and a heavy arm over your waist. Glancing at the nightstand you see the digital clock reading 8:45 AM alongside a watch that costs more than your apartment. You sighed with relief as you remembered you were at Logan's place, an expensive penthouse on the coast.

You look down to see his white blanket covering your bare body with his tan, hair-ridden arm slung over you. He grumbled something intelligible and wrapped his arm tighter around you, tugging your back against his chest as he snored.