Patreon Compilation – Fic#294 – Logan/fem!Builder – My Time At Sandrock – femdom; breeding kink/impregnation kink – Let Me Have This 2

Logan/fem!Builder – Logan has been out for a self-finding journey for months... years, maybe. And in all this time, Builder kept doggedly pursuing him. Now that he's finally back in Sandrock, he can finally make her fantasies come true.

Part 1 (Patreon Link)

Part 2 (This Part)

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Logan would never in a million years have imagined that Builder and he would remain so close even after him leaving Sandrock. But she kept writing to whatever place he stayed at any given time and he… well, he obviously kept replying because how could he not?

He’s smitten, at the end of the day. Plain and simple. And Builder has an absolute chokehold on him. Her missives are always filled to the brim with what she is doing in her day to day life, as well as the occasional sweet little nothings that had taken Logan by surprise but were very welcome indeed.

And then there always were the little… ah… addendums. The ones she put in clearly in the middle of the night in a state of extreme horniness, describing all the stuff she wants Logan to do to her. All the stuff that she wants to do to Logan.

It always leaves him feeling needy and nervous and aroused even though he does not dare write any of the sort back to her.

Builder does not seem bothered by it. She is… quite literally perfect.

So when after years of having a long distance relationship, Logan packs his things and finally comes back to Sandrock, he just knows that his life is about to become perfect for once.

Builder jumps him the moment he steps foot into her house… well… well their house, he supposes – … Hell… – and he is only too eager to perform. Is he about to become a dedicated househusband? He… hopes so. God, damn, he hopes so.

Builder is scratching and biting and pulling on him, not letting Logan get away more than an inch even while they struggle to squirm out of their clothes. She looks and feels absolutely feral and he can’t deny that it is giving him a massive ego boost. He’s dusty and smelling of sweat from the long ride down the road but she buries her nose in his armpit and huffs him like he’s some fine wine.

“In me,” she gasps into his ear as he carefully puts her down on her bed. Her arms are around his neck, holding on tight enough to threaten to choke him. “In me in me in me,” she chants, voice cracking. Builder… honestly sounds kind of deranged but Logan is nothing if not completely dedicated to her and the nasty shit she comes up with.

He knows what she likes. What her fantasies are. She’s told him over and over again in her letters, so unselfconsciousness that he couldn’t help but first be intrigued and then massively turned on himself.

And still he tries to look around, patting desperately against the mattress, looking for his discarded pants. “Yeah… yeah, I got a condom-”

“Without!” Builder hisses. Her legs wrap around his hips in a vice-like grip, her hands digging into his hair and threatening to pull out clumps of it. “Fuck your big fat dick into me right now, or I swear, I’ll-”

“Yeah… yeah okay,” he stutters softly, cock flexing slow and delirious as he stops searching for his pants and slowly curls his arm instead around her waist, fingers splayed against Builder’s back. “I’ll put it in,” he croons, slowly finding his groove as he just turns off his head and lets his tongue do all the work. “I’ll give you a nice big load. That’s what you’re after, right? I’ll put it in so deep that you’ll taste it. I’ll make sure to pump your womb up until we can see your belly swellin’ with it…”

Builder leans back at that, her mouth slightly open as she just stares at Logan as if she were in mild shock about what he just said. Before he can start to panic and backpaddle, her eyes light up like some Christmas tree decoration and she honest to God squeals in delight. Curling her hips, she rubs her slippery gash against the length of Logan’s swollen erection.

“Ohhhh yes, yes, yes! Pump me full! Fill me up with your seed, I just… I need you to breed me up-”

Oh, he knows… he knows. She’s been talking about nothing else in her nasty little letters. He’s been able to practically smell her heat on them. She finally lets go of Logan just so she can show him exactly where she needs him to be, as if he needs any help with that.

Still he… appreciates the sight. And the helpfulness. He just stays there for a moment and stares as Builder curls one arm beneath her own knee, pulling her legs impossibly wide while her other hand is busy spreading her labia for him. Just… showing off as unselfconsciously as she had in her letters. Letting him see into her body as her desperate little hole clenches and relaxes for him.

Logan swallows thickly. He glances to the side, his ears throbbing with hot blood. He’s been rehabilitated for a while now but he does not think any other people in Sandrock would believe that he’s actually pretty shy at heart.

Not that it matters with Builder. She makes a sound like a cat in heat, low and borderline growling. Logan exhales roughly and glances back to her. Slowly, he crawls above her body. She’s just… so much smaller than him.

Years of separation have somewhat dulled that impression; made her bigger in his head. Seeing her beneath him now is kind of a mind fuck in and off itself. She’s so strong he’s pretty sure she could lift him but right now he is afraid of actually crushing her beneath his weight.

She lets him try to wrap his head around it but sooner rather than later she grows impatient and wraps herself around him like a limpet once more. Her hand goes to his cock, grabbing it. Logan’s brain grows impossibly hot when he realizes she can barely close her fist around it…

.o.

He needs a lot of help starting up but once Builder puts the big blunt nose of his dick where it needs to go, he finally gets the memo and rams it into her until her teeth clack and stars explode in her vision.

She can feel him; every fat vein throbbing against the clutching walls of her pussy. Every slow flex that pushes into a whole new array of nerves that light her body up like a Christmas Tree.

For someone as shy and introverted as Logan, his cock is an absolute star. Builder’s eyes roll into her skull as he pumps it into her, his swollen testicles soon dragging against her ass and the insides of her thighs as he finally somehow manages to bottom out. He’s so deep like that she feels like he’s right in her belly. Like he’s knocking against her belly button from the inside.

“God, yes, yes, yes-” the words are pushed out of her involuntarily; like muscle spasms. As if his dick is forcing them out of her lungs because he’s filling her up so utterly, so completely… there is no more space for any dumb little thoughts or idiotic little words. “Fuck me, breed me, fill me up-”

Builder has her legs wrapped around Logan’s hips. She can feel his muscles flexing with every single one of his thrusts into her. The first time his dick pushes up against her cervix, she grinds her teeth and cries out like an animal.

It makes Logan stutter in his thrusts and almost come to a halt, his head snapping down to stare at her in shock.

Her hand curls around his neck, grabbing a hold of the long hair there. She feels admittedly a little deranged as she hisses: “Don’t you dare stop now! F-Fuck me- God, fuck me even deeper! Pump your cum right where it needs to go- C-C’mon, here-”

She pulls his head down toward her chest. He has to curl his back quite a bit but once he realizes what she wants him to do, he just does it without a peep of complaint. Just opens his mouth wide, almost sucking in her whole damn tit as he starts to nurse from her like a babe.

“You can… you can do that every night once you bred me. You can get your belly full with my milk, alright? Every… f-fuck… every night-”

His hips are pumping again. His cock feels so impossibly big inside her. Tears of overstimulation itch at the corners of her eyes. Logan doesn’t say a lot. He’s a quiet guy. Builder doesn’t mind.

It makes the sound of his low, panting breaths slowly morphing into soft moans all the sweeter. Builder closes her eyes and buries her face in the top of his head. He’s laving his tongue across her nipple now. The pressure from his nursing is nice and sweet and off setting the insane feeling of him thrusting his big fat cock into her.

Nothing is as good as the feeling when Logan finally loses it, though. Builder can’t say whether it is the feeling of his throbbing, hot cock inside her that gets her off, or her being able to physically feel him pumping her full of his hot, gooey load.

Or maybe it is just all in her head, thinking about how he’s breeding her up just the way she wanted him to. It doesn’t matter. She’s flying high, spasming around him, and Logan is finally, finally here with her.