It's been 2 months since Deadpool and Wolverine saved the multiverse from the mega-bitch, Cassandra Nova-
'Ugh I hate that bitch so much. She’s literally so mean.'
“Shut up Wade.”
“Sorry Peanut!” 'Haha, Never.'
*Wade, can I just write the fucking story?*
'All right jeez Bossy Mcbossyton. Honey Badger we gotta be quiet, the author is getting pissy!'
It's been 2 months since Deadpool and Wolverine saved the multiverse from the mega-bitch, Cassandra Nova. Logan had been staying at Wade and Althea’s dingy apartment until he could find a job and settle into a place of his own. But if he was being so honest, he didn’t want to leave. He’d grown sort of domestic since switching universes. He had a job and helped with the rent. Logan didn’t want to mooch. He did his fair share of chores and cooked breakfast and dinner everyday. He decided to start cooking for everyone after the great fire of 2024, courtesy of Wade.
'Hey in my defence, nowhere on the stove did it say ‘Fire Hazard!’
“Wade!”
But the main reason he didn’t want to leave was because of his fondness for Wade. When Deadpool showed up in that shitty little bar he was wasting away his life in, he had nothing. No friends. No family. No place to call home. Then the Merc with the Mouth dragged his drunk ass all the way to his universe. Sure at first he hated the guy. He talked too much and was never serious about anything. And you know, dragged him into the void to help him fix HIS problems. So yeah, when they first met, it wasn’t exactly easy. But after they saved the universe together by the power of holding hands (and spent the night in the Honda Odyssey) he started to grow somewhat tolerable towards the man. That fondness only grew the more time he spent with Wade. He started to love his endless talking and jokes. His random fun facts about TV shows and movies. The way Wade would flirt with him daily. It drove him crazy. And he LOVES Wade’s scent. It made the animal part of him go somewhat feral. Whenever it was Logan’s turn to do laundry, he’d always sneak a sniff of Wade’s sweatpants or sleeping shirt. He was ashamed of it and god if Wade ever found out, he’d never hear the end of it. So he kept his feelings for Wade to himself, occasionally having to excuse himself to the bathroom to rub one out after Wade would walk out in tight boxers and a crop top. Sometimes he’d wake up to Wade’s long arms wrapped around Logan, holding him close. They’d come up with a routine since Logan moved in. They would wake up on the shitty pull out couch in the living room each morning and start their days. Logan would wake Althea and make breakfast while Wade showered and suited up for his mercenary work. After they ate, Logan would take his turn in the shower and get ready to go to his construction job. Thanks to the TVA, Logan was able to slip right into the old Wolverine’s place. He received his information and all his assets, which was A LOT of money bee tee dubs. But he wanted to save that for something special. Althea, Wade and Logan all walked to their places together. Althea going to a little store she now owned to sell her dreamcatchers. Wade walked Logan to his job site everyday. Even though Sister Margaret's was closer, he always insisted he walk Logan there. He didn’t mind at all. He liked spending time with the Merc. It made him feel, well he didn’t know. Wade would go do his merc jobs for the day. Weasel always gave him the big paying jobs because he knew he couldn’t die doing them. But Logan always hated when Wade would do jobs that were dangerous. Killing a child predator, easy. Didn’t even worry a bit. Taking out an international human trafficking ring however, would always put Logan on edge until he could hear Wade’s heartbeat down the hallway. Logan would always pick Al up on his way home so he can make sure she got home safe. After coming home, he’d change out of his work clothes and start dinner. They had a routine. And it worked perfectly. Logan hated it when it got messed up.
'Awww autistic wolvie!!'
*…*
'Sorry.'
Logan hated it when it got messed up. So when an hour passed when Wade was supposed to get home, he started to worry. It’s not like Deadpool is punctual, but he at least tried to get home while the food was still hot. He tried calling and texting with no response. In fact he got sent straight to voicemail all three times he called.
“Hey Al, have you heard from Wade?” Logan asked. She was sitting in the living room watching old reruns of a western show.
“Not since you guys dropped me off this morning sugar.” She replied. “He’ll turn up. He always does.” Just then he got a whiff of the merc in the hallway. He could smell his sweat and…Blood. A lot of it. His own blood. He could hear his heartbeat rapidly beating from down the hall. Logan tore open the door and saw Wade about half way down the hall. He was stumbling around and using the wall as support. Logan ran over and caught Wade just as he was about to fall to the floor.
“Wade! What the fuck? What happened?”
“Wolvie, I…” Was all Wade could say before he passed out in Logan’s arms. Logan picked him up and carried him into the apartment. He laid him on the kitchen table and removed his mask. He was alive, but not ok. He found Wade’s zipper and got the top of his suit off. There on his chest, was a round device right over his heart. Below it, a gunshot wound that went clean through him.
“Fuck.” Logan knew who he needed to call. He’d been avoiding the X-Men since he got to this universe. But right now he needed to put his own pettiness aside. Wade was all that mattered. He pulled his phone out and called Colossus. He picked up nearly immediately.
“Ah Logan I was hoping you would cal-”
“Wade needs help. NOW! He’s dying!” Logan yelled. “He was on a mission and came back bleeding out with a small round thing on his chest. And he’s not healing.” Colossus told him they’d be there in a few minutes. It was the longest few minutes of Logan's life. Checking every few seconds to make sure Wade was still alive. Wade had saved him. He couldn’t let him die. Wade’s heartbeat had dropped to a dangerously low level. “Please Wade, please! Come back to me Wade! I can’t lose you too.” Logan had tears running down his cheeks. Just then Colossus, Hank and Laura filed into the apartment. Hank took a look at Wade, looking closely at the device on his chest.
“It seems to be blocking his mutation. Let me see what I can do.” Hank looked at it a little closer. “It’s embedded into his chest. We’ll have to cut it out. Once it's out he should start to heal.” Hank looked at Logan. Logan then popped out one of his claws and carefully started to cut out the device, trying to not hit anything vital. Once he had completely cut around it, he grabbed the top of the device and pulled it out of his chest. Once it was out, they heard the noise of it powering down. Logan cupped his hands around Wade’s face. ‘Please baby please come back to me’ were the only words in his brian. He refuses to lose Wade too. After a few minutes of silence and watching, Wade gasped awake. “Fuck! What the fuck! What happened?” Logan exhaled in relief after hearing Wade’s voice.
“Oh Wade thank god!” Logan said, smiling while tears continued to roll down his face. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
“Well, I got a name from Weasle. Big mutant experiment place. I went to go get the head guy and was about to cut his head off when I was knocked out. Next thing I remember was waking up in an alleyway not far from the apartment and so I started walking home. Next thing I know, I'm losing blood at an insane rate and my healing isn't working. I saw Logan running down the hall and that’s all I remember.” Hank emerged from behind Logan holding the device.
“This was embedded in your chest. It was stopping your healing factor. We should run some tests on it and see where it came from. Wade, where was this mutant experiment place?”
“About 60 miles east from here. They were insane! I've never seen a more inhumane, or inmutane I guess, in all my years of taking places like that down. There were about 200 mutant kids and teens trapped in there.” Wade tried to sit up, but Logan stopped him.
“Thank you Wade. We’ll be paying them a visit. You stay here and rest id say for the next week. Just to make sure you're fully recovered.” Hank said. Laura gave Wade and Logan a hug before they all left. Logan was so relieved Wade was ok. He would never be able to live with himself if something happened to him.
“You ok sugar?” Al asked him,
“Yeah I’ll be ok. I’ve healed from worse.” Wade laughed. He tried to sit up and winced along the way.
“Here, let's get you out of that suit and into bed.”
“Yes to getting me out of this suit, no to going to bed. I haven’t eaten since this morning and I'm starving.”
“But Wade, you literally almost just died. How the hell can you possibly be hungry?” Logan replied.
“Exactly my sweet little kitty cat, do you know how many calories you burn from healing this much all at once? Listen to my tummy growl Wolvie, I need some food like 2 hours ago.” Wade did have a point.
“Fine. But we need to get you out of that suit and showered first. You reek of blood.” Wade nodded in agreement. He tried to stand up but fell back flat on the table.
“Ow. Give me like, an hour. Or cocaine. Or both.” Logan rolled his eyes and went to Al's room to get Wade a pair of boxers and a shirt. He grabbed his Hello Kitty crop top because he knows Wade loves that shirt. (And he looks incredibly sexy with it on). He put them on the bathroom counter and went over to the kitchen table. Althea decided to take Mary Puppins and stay at a friend’s house tonight so she didn’t have to smell all the blood and risk tripping over everything.
“Alright let's go.” Logan said while picking Wade up bridal style to carry him to the bathroom.
“Oh em gee! The Wolverine is gonna give me uppies! Sweet Marvel Jesus I might as well die happy in your big, strong, arms ‘Mr. Sexiest Man Alive, 2010’!” Logan didn’t really understand Wade’s incoherent babbling sometimes, but he guessed it's a compliment. He sat Wade down on the closed toilet and started undoing his boots. “You ok Peanut? I know seeing the X-Men must of been hard for you.”
“Was more worried about you.” Logan replied.
“Aw, over little old me? How sweet! But seriously, if you want to talk about anything you can.”
“Can you stand for a shower or do you want a bath?” Not acknowledging Wade's offer to talk.
“Guess we’ll see!” Wade tried to stand up but immediately came crashing back down. “Ya can’t feel my legs yet, so bath it is.” Wade’s healing was coming back slowly but steady. The gunshot wound had healed partly and the hole where the device was, was slightly smaller, but he had lost a lot of blood so his legs were still numb. Logan started a hot bath for him, just like he knew Wade liked. Everytime Wade had pain he’d soak in a hot bath for hours. As the tub was filling up, Logan moved to take off the pants of Wade’s suit. “Oh Peanut, I’m obsessed with how you wanna make sure I'm ok, but if this makes you uncomfortable, I can manage by myself.” Wade always liked to push boundaries, especially with Logan. He didn’t exactly make his crush on him subtle. If he could feel from the waist down, he’s sure he’d be so hard right now. But Logan had never reciprocated so Wade didn’t want the boundary to be broken.
“No no, I don’t mind.” He replied. Wade was a little shocked that he didn’t want to leave. He tried his best to help shimmy out of his suit but with legs that are about as useful as a dead vape, it didn’t help much. Somehow, Logan was unsurprised that Wade went commando in his suit. It made sense. He was doing his very best to not look. He didn’t want to make Wade uncomfortable. But every now and then he’d take a peek and goddamn was Wade packing. Logan turned off the water and poured in a cup of Wade’s scented bath salts. He claims that they help. He helped Wade into the bathtub and sat down on the toilet. The bathroom was hot and steamy from the hot water. He was sweating like crazy, but he couldn’t leave Wade alone. He doesn’t know how he ever will again. He shucked his flannel off, earning him a wolf whistle from Wade. Logan blushed deep into his chest. He was hoping that he could just play it off as the heat in the bathroom. Now sitting there in just a beater and jeans, he takes a good look at the hole in Wade’s chest. “Does it hurt?” He asked, gesturing to it with his head.
“Eh, not the worst pain I've ever been in. Not a bed of roses either. Whoever cut that thing out my chest had great accuracy though. Didn’t even hit a vein.” Logan snorted,
“Thanks bub.”
Wade soaked in the tub for about an hour before the hunger pangs got too bad to ignore. He had started getting some feeling back in his legs and the hole in his chest was almost closed. The gunshot wound seemed to be taking its sweet time though. He was probably shot with some kind of poison bullet that made it hard for it to heal.
'Seriously author, that's just lazy.'
*Shut up Wade. It's 1:30 in the morning.*
Logan helped Wade change into his boxers and Hello Kitty shirt and then went into the living room to pull out the couch for Wade. He helped him settle into the covers and gave him the remote so he could flip through the channels. He went to the kitchen to heat up Wade’s portion of dinner. Nothing special, just chicken and rice. He brought it back to him and went to the bathroom to shower and change. Wade sat on the couch and watched my little pony while Logan showered. While he was eating he started hearing grunting coming from the bathroom. He wanted to pass it off as nothing but also wanted to make sure Logan was ok. He knew seeing the X-Men must have been hard. Poor puppy was probably in there crying his eyes out. Wade sat his plate down on the side table and slowly stood up to go check on him. He was a little wobbly but somewhat stable. He leaned against the wall for support. As he reached the door, the noises got louder and faster. Right as he was about to knock he heard Logan muttering something. He put his ear to the door and was hearing the most delicious punched out moans. ‘Oh…well at least he’s not crying.’ right as Wade was about to walk away he heard Logan say something,
“Fuck Wade, just like that!”
‘Holy Sweet Marvel Jesus! The Wolverine is jorking it to the thought of…ME?!’ Wade thought. There was no way this was happening. Wade had always assumed Logan was solely a girl kisser, not a boy kisser too! And not only that but was rubbing one out to the thought of Wade!
“Wade, your so beautiful, so good, and goddamn and you dick is fucking huge!” Now that hit Wade’s ego just right. It was starting to get difficult to ignore his own eager dick hardening in his boxers. His moans started getting shorter and more punched out as he was getting closer. “Wade, fuck, uhh god Wade!”
“Holy shit!” Wade muttered to himself, ‘This is SOOO taking the number one spot on my spank bank list.’ He noted mentally. Then the shower stopped. ‘Oh shit.’ Wade wobbled back over to the couch and got under the blanket, trying to cover up his erection as much as he could. Logan walked out of the bathroom with his towel slung low on his hips. ‘Oh you slutty bitch’ Wade thought to himself. He was painfully hard now.
“We left your suit in there. I’ll go put it in the laundry, needs a good wash anyway.”
“Thanks kitty cat!” Logan walked into Al’s room and got changed. He came back out wearing only sweatpants hung low on his hips with the waistband of his boxers sticking out. His hair was wet and had grown out a bit so his cowlicks were very prominent now. God Wade loved his kitty cat ears. And he got a full glimpse of those Wolverine titties! Oh god this is not helping Wade’s situation at ALL. He was staring at Logan, borderline eye fucking him.
*Oh who am I kidding, It's Wade Wilson. He was most definitely eye fucking him.*
“What? Is my hair messed up?” Logan asked. Wade nodded his head no and looked back at the TV. Logan went to the kitchen to get a beer.
“Hey Wolvie, can you get my pre-rolls out of the cabinet? Pleaaaaaase?”
“Sure bub. Want a beer too?”
“Nah I won’t let you waste your beer on me. Can’t get drunk anymore, remember?” Logan had remembered Wade saying something about having to drink a shit ton to actually feel alcohol. Drugs however, that was different. Wade could do any drug he wanted with no consequences. Logan could too, but he just stuck with weed and alcohol. The occasional shroom trip if he didn’t have anything to do that day. Speaking of which, he pulled out his phone and texted his boss saying he has covid and won’t be back in until next week. That way he could stay with Wade until he knew for sure that he was better. Wade would hate that Logan is staying out of work just to be with him, but Logan is a big boy and has free will. Logan handed Wade a joint and a lighter and he sparked up. Logan opened his beer and started drinking. Wade, of course, always shares his weed with Logan. They spent the next little bit puff puff passing until they were both comfortably high. Wade was now one with the couch. Logan too. They changed the show to something else so that Logan can watch too. They decided on Rick and Morty. It’s a good high show. After an episode, Wade’s erection finally flagged.
“So remind me why the scientist is a pickle?” Logan asked while watching Pickle Rick leap around the Russian base.
“If you were the smartest man in the universe and had the power to turn yourself into a pickle, wouldn’t you?”
“No!” Logan said while snorting. Wade loves his little snort he does when he laughs.
“Ugh you’re no fun!” Wade said. He scooted closer to Logan and rested his head on his shoulder.
“Tired Bub?” Wade shook his head yes and Logan decided it was time for them both to go to sleep. It had been a hell of a night. It was almost midnight anyway. He stood up to go turn off all the lights. Truth be told, Wade was pretending that the events of the night didn’t affect him, but it did. He was really freaked out by what happened and was worried that the mutant scientists were going to hunt him down and finish the job. He was even more worried that they would try and kill Logan too.
“Can you leave the bathroom light on?” Wade asked while standing to go get one of his guns. He was able to walk now. The gunshot wound was still there but a lot better. And everything else had healed and was functioning as normal.
“Uh sure bub. Everything ok?” Logan turned and saw Wade loading one of his guns and setting it down between the couch and side table.
“Yeah of course, peanut! Just a precaution is all. Usually I'm not this paranoid because I always finish the jobs I get. But this is the first time I've ever…failed.” Logan hated hearing Wade say that, he went and sat Wade back on the couch,
“Woah woah woah, back up, Wade you didn’t fail. You almost died. Scared the living hell out of me too. But what happened, that wasn’t your fault.” It wasn’t just that. Wade was also mad at himself for not getting those mutant kids out. He’d failed them too.
“But what about all those kids left in there Logan. They’re being experimented on. Tortured. I can handle torture. That is literally what special forces trains you for, but they’re just kids.” Tears started to well up in his eyes thinking about those kids being put through what he and Logan went through. “God why didn’t I bring more ammo.”
“Hey, you put them on the X-Men's radar and they’re going to do a rescue mission. They’re gonna get all those kids out and trust me, im going to find the fuckers that did this to you and rip them to shreds. Literally.” That made Wade chuckle. Logan went around to his side of the couch and got under the covers. Wade got under them as well, facing away from Logan. As Logan started to drift off, Wade spoke,
“Lo?”
“Hmm?”
“Hold me?” Wade’s voice was shaky and he sounded like he was crying. Logan opened his eyes and put a hand on Wade’s shoulder to flip him around. He was right, Wade was crying.
“Come ‘ere bud.” Logan said while pulling Wade over to his chest. Wade wrapped his long arms round Logan’s body and sobbed into his chest. He stroked the back of Wade’s head and held him close. He never wanted Wade to feel like this again. He’s gonna kill those mutant hating motherfuckers. If it's the last thing he ever does. Wade eventually cried himself to sleep. Logan wasn’t going to let him go. Ever.
“Wade no no no no no no! No Wade, come back to me please! WADE!” Wade was dead. Dead in Logan’s arms. He couldn’t save him. He wasn’t quick enough. And then he was killing. He was killing a bunch of faceless nobodys. The people that killed Wade. The people that took him away from him.
“LOGAN! WAKE UP!” Logan shot up out of bed, claws out and buried into Wade’s side. He seethed his claws back in faster than they shot out.
“Oh god. Wade. Shit. I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean too-”
“Shh hey, hey it's ok. Logan hey, look into my eyes. I’m ok. Look, already healed.” Logan was afraid to look down. He’d hurt Wade. What if this time he didn’t heal? “Lo, feel.” Wade took one of his hands and brought it to where his claws were. He clenched his eyes closed, waiting for his fingers to go into the wounds in Wade’s side. But they didn’t. He just felt his marred and scarred skin. He opened his eyes and looked down. Wade was fine. He was fine. Logan lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Wade’s waist,
“I'm so sorry Wade. I really didn’t mean to.”
“Shh I know Logan. It’s ok. Do you want to talk about it?” Wade asked,
“I couldn’t save you. I was too late. You died in my arms and I started killing the people that took you away from me. God what if I can’t save you next time?”
“Hey, that’s not gonna happen. Last night was a shit show, yes. But that is not something that happens on the regular.”
“I don’t know how to live without you Wade.” Logan choked out.
“What are you saying Peanut?” Logan took his face off of Wade’s stomach and sat up. He scooted closer and cupped Wade’s face in his hands. He leaned in and kissed him. Wade took no time to start kissing him back. He put his hands over Logan’s and their kiss deepend. After about 30 seconds, they broke apart.
“I’m saying I love you Wade.”
“Oh Peanut! I love you too!” Wade leaned back in and kissed Logan’s smiling face. Wade slid his hand into Logan’s hair, gently pulling on his cowlicks. “Your kitty cat ears are so soft! I love them.” He mumbled. Logan laughed and slid his hands from Wade’s face down to trim waist. Grabbing him and pulling him closer to him. Wade sat up on his knees and hyked one over so he was straddling Logan. He was fully sat in his lap and slightly grinding his hips down onto the Wolverine’s half hard dick. Logan released a low growl from the back of his throat at the sudden added friction. “Holy shit did you just growl? Please do that again! That was really fucking hot.”
“Can’t control it.” He breathed out. “Just like I can’t control a lot of the other sounds you're probably about to hear.”
“Oh my fuck. Need you in me. Now. Like right now.”
“Be patient, doll. You sure you're ok for this? Because once I start I won’t stop.”
“I have never wanted to fuck anyone more in my life. Please Lord Marvel Jesus!” Logan and Wade were both at full mast and ready to go. Logan then flipped their positions so he was straddling Wade. He went down and kissed his neck, leaving hickies. He nosed up to his pulse point and inhaled deeply. He filled his lungs with the essence of Wade. He could feel his presence inside and out.
“Fuck, Wade you smell, fucking amazing.” Logan said before going back in and sniffing him again. He decided that he was gonna bite him now. His k9s were sharp and he sunk his teeth into Wade’s neck. Wade let out a beautiful sound when his teeth broke the skin. He could taste the metallic taste of blood on his teeth and tongue as he lapped it up. The bite had disappeared just as quickly as it was made, which made Logan frown. It made him upset that he couldn’t permanently mark Wade. He wanted people to know that Wade belonged to him. Not anyone else. Him.
“Earth to Peanut? Did I lose you up there? Are we having a senior citizen moment?”
“Sorry. My marks won’t stay.” He said in a sad tone.
“Is that some type of primal animal thing?” Logan nodded his head yes. He was as much human as he was animal, but sometimes the animal won. “We’ll discuss options for that later, right now though I would really like to see that Wolverpeen.” Wade said while palming at Logan's crotch. Logan grinded down against his hand seeking friction. “You wanna take or give, baby? I’m good either way!”
“Take. I need to know what your dick feels like inside of me. Which, its fucking massive by the way.” Logan praised.
“Wanna know a secret?” Wade asked, Logan nodded in response. “I heard you in the shower earlier. Not very quiet are you?” Logan immediately blushed a dark shade of red from embarrassment. “Hey don’t be embarrassed! I thought it was hot. Hearing you moan my name like, fucking did something to me. And then you walked out here with your towel all hung low like a little slut. Took everything to not jump your bones right then and there.” Logan went back and kissed Wade. Deeply and passionately. Wade’s hands were down kneading at Logan’s ass. He slid his hands under his sweatpants and grabbed at the firm muscle. “Get these off.” Wade demanded. Logan obeyed and stood up and removed his sweats and boxers. His cock sprung free, hitting against his stomach. Wade was practically drooling once he saw it. He stood up as well and slid his crop top and boxers off so they could finally get down to business. He pushed Logan down flat on his back and hovered over him kissing on the lips. He went down to suck on his neck and collarbone. He left faint hickies that disappeared in seconds. And kissed down lower on his chest. He licked his thumb and started abusing both nipples. One with his mouth and one with his fingers. Logan was squirming underneath him. Moaning out beautiful sounds. Wade eventually left Logan’s abused nipples alone and finally went down towards his crotch. He pecked a teasing kiss on the side of Logan’s dick, making Logan inpatient.
“Common bub, I thought they called you the merc with the mouth?” Logan spat out.
“Quiet or you're not gonna be able to see what this mouth can do.” Wade spat back. They could always match each other's levels. The other gave back more than what they got. In an argument, in a fight, and now apparently…during sex. Wade licked the swollen tip of Logan’s leaking cock, making him jerk slightly. Wade then sucked the head into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. Logan bucked his hips up so Wade could take more of him. Because of Wade’s healing factor, he doesn’t have a gag reflex. So Wade took all of Logan at once. All the way down to the root.
“Uhhh fuck!” Logan moned out. Wade started the bod his head up and down. “Holy fuck Wade,” Logan reached down and put his hand on the back of Wade’s head, guiding him up and down. “You give really good head!” Wade hollowed out his cheeks and hummed deeply, sending pleasure throughout Logan’s body. “Wade, Wade. Fuck, Im g-gonna” Then Wade popped off of him with a lewd popping sound. Logan growled down at Wade for doing that when he was so close. He crawled back up to sit in Logan’s lap. He stuck his first two fingers in Logan's mouth,
“Suck on those for me will you?” Logan began sucking on Wade’s fingers while he jerked himself off to get ready. Logan swished his tongue around Wade’s fingers, getting them nice and lubed up. He pulled his fingers out and looked down at Logan, “Ass up babygirl, gotta get you prepped!” Logan did as he was told and flipped over onto his elbows and knees. “Holy shit your arch is amazing! You are a preening slut aren’t you Logie-bear!”
“You gonna fuck me or not bub?”
“Nope definitely gonna fuck you.” With that, Logan felt a cool, spit soaked finger rub against his hole. He nodded ok and Wade stuck his first finger. Slowly pushing it in and out. It burned so good to Logan. Then Wade spit on his hole to make it easier for the second to slide in. He slid it in without hesitation, scissoring Logan’s hole open. The stretch felt great. It’s been years since Logan was with someone sexually, even longer with someone romantically. And now he has both. “Ready baby?” Wade asked.
“Ready as I'll ever be!” Wade flipped him back onto his back.
“I wanna see the faces you make while I fuck you senseless.” Wade spit into his hand and lubed up his cock with it. He hyked one of Logan’s legs over his shoulder and other over his hip. He got into position and slowly started to enter. Logan’s head lolled back on the pillow had Wade pushed his head past Logan’s entrance. “God you're so tight! Jesus Christ!” Once he was all the way in, he checked in on Logan. “You ok baby?”
“Keep going! Fucking God your dick fills me so well.” Wade started moving, pistoning his hips back and forth. Logan was sweating and moaning like crazy. Who knew THE WOLVERINE would be so good at bottoming?
'I sure didn’t! But goddamn is it hot as FUCK!'
“You’re doing so good, Logan. Such a good boy aren’t you?” Logan let out a half wine half moan at the praise Wade was giving him. “Fuck Logan!” He loved hearing Wade say his name like that. In this context. How it rolled off his tongue in the most beautiful way. “Marvel H. Christ, I am so in love with you Lo! You have no fucking idea!” Logan was close.
“W-wade, gonna c-cum soon!”
“Not until I say so, Wolvie!” Wade dropped the leg that was on his hip and pushed it back towards Logan’s chest. He snapped his hip hard, hitting Logan’s prostate dead on. It sent electric shocks throughout Logan’s body and took everything in him to not cum right then and there. “You’re so beautiful like this. I’m so glad Al is gone for the night. Fuck!” Wade kept hitting Logan’s spot with every thrust. It was agonizing but in the best way possible. Wade brought up a hand to Logan’s throat and started the squeeze. Logan’s dick twitched in interest of this new thing. He’d never been on the choked side of it. Usually he was doing the choking. He can see the appeal now. He was letting punched out moans with every movement Wade made. He was whining and groaning and even FUCKING WHIMPERING! “I’m gonna fucking breed you like the animal you are. Gonna get you pregnant with my kits mamabear.” Now that did something to Logan’s animal brain that he did not think could happen. Obviously he couldn’t get pregnant…he thinks,
'Oop subtle foreshadowing for the next Poolverine fic???'
But Wade can sure as hell try! He nearly cums when Wade says that to him. He’d never thought he’d be the type to have a breeding kink, but here we are. “You wanna cum Peanut?” Wade asked him. Logan francally nodded yes. “Cum for me baby!” Logan came right on the spot, sending white ropes that coated his abs, chest, and legs. He came completely untouched. Wade fucked him through his orgasm and closley followed Logan’s with his own. “Ohhh Fuck Logan! You beautiful fucking animal! I love you so much!”
“Fuck! I love you too Wade!” They both rode out their aftershocks before Wade finally pulled out and collapsed on Logan’s chest.
“That…was the most amazing sex I've ever had!” Wade exclaims. “Holy shit!” Logan was sticky and wet with cum but neither of them cared. “Jesus it's 5:30 in the morning! You've got work tomorrow Logie-Bear, you better get some sleep.”
“Called out. Called out for the rest of the week.”
“What why?”
“So I can stay here and protect my partner from harm. Duh.” Wade smiled and leaned down to kiss him again.
“I've got an idea, where are your dog tags?”
“Umm in my duffle bag in Althea’s closet. Why?”
“You’ll see Honey Badger! BrB!” Logan was excited to see what Wade had planned but at the same time was terrified. A few minutes later he came back. “Alright so heres what I'm thinking. I wear one of yours and you wear the other, and we do the same with mine!” Logan didn’t even know Wade had dog tags.
“Woah, I didn’t know you had tags!” They were black and had his name, his old address, and social engraved. Much similar to his except his were silver.
“Ya I don’t take them out often. A lot of bad memories. But maybe now, they can have some good ones. He gave Logan one of his tags and took the other and did the same with his. They each had one of their own and one of each other. “I figured since you can't do your primal animal marking thing, we could do this!” Logan looked at the tags and then back at Wade. He was willing to help ease Logan’s mind about the primal animal part of him. He was making accommodations for him. He’s never been more in love in his life. “Is this ok Lo?”
“It’s…amazing Wade! I love it!”
“Oh Peanut, I'm so glad you love it!”
They spent the week that they were home just enjoying each other's company. Watching reruns of old shows and movies, cuddling on the fire escape while watching the city lights at night, cooking together for Althea, taking Mary for her afternoon walkies, fucking each other into the matress (or the floor. or the shower. or the counter. basically anywhere that was stable.) They were having a great time. Friday afternoon, they got a visit from Hank. “Hello Logan,” He said when Logan opened the door, “I just wanted to see how Wade is doing. I also have an update on the mutant place.” Wade ran over to the door, nearly slipping from his socks on the wood. “We’ve shut the place down and rescued as many mutant children as we could. A lot of them are currently in the school’s ICU being taken care of by myself, Laura and Jean. Thank you for the information you gave us. You saved a lot of kids Wade.”
“When you say ‘rescued as many mutant children as we could’ does that mean…” Wade started to ask but cut himself off.
“Unfortunately, yes. We were not able to save them all. For some it was too late. I'm sorry Wade. On the bright side though, you look well. Has your healing kicked back in?” Wade didn’t answer. “Wade?”
“Wade? Baby?”
“Hmm what?”
“You ok darlin?”
“What? Oh yeah. Yeah I’m fine. Yes Hank, My healing is back to normal, well my normal. Thanks for stopping by and for the update.” Wade took the door from Logan and shut it quickly. He put his back on it and slowly slid down to sit on the floor. Logan followed. Wade put his face in his hands and let out a sob. Tears fell onto his hands as he started to cry uncontrollably. Logan put an arm around his shoulders and pulled him close. Wade let himself be pulled and fell into Logan’s lap. They sat there for who knows how long. Wade just kept crying and Logan let him. He needed to get it out, otherside it’d turn cold and revengeful like his grief did. And he never wanted Wade to feel like that. After a while Wade had finally calmed down, and it was almost time to pick Althea up from work. So he got himself together while he and Logan got ready to go. They decided that they didn’t want to cook tonight and decided on getting Mexican street food instead. Wade needed a comfort chimichanga right now. They walked down the street, after picking up Al, to the best Mexican Street food in New York. They ate in the nearby park and watched (or listened to) the families and dogs and nature. They took their leftovers home and put them in the fridge and everyone got ready for bed. Wade was unusually quiet. Logan hated it. He missed his non stop fill of the silence. His stupid jokes and random TV and movie knowledge. When he and Wade climbed into bed, Wade was facing away from Logan.
“Baby, you ok?”
“They might’ve survived if I hadn’t been knocked out and shot.” He said quietly.
“You don’t know that. And it wasn’t your fault Wade. You can’t get survivors' guilt over something that wasn't your fault.”
“They were kids, Lo.” He flipped over to look at his partner, tears running down his face.
“I know bub. I know.” Logan took Wade in his arms and let him cry it out. They both eventually fell asleep and for once, both slept through the night with no nightmares.
After the weekend was over, Logan had to go back to work. Wade decided he needed some time off from merc work. He had plenty of money saved up from all his jobs. Enough to get him by for a lifetime as long as he was careful (Over $1 million). Weasel still paid him for the mutant experiment place. Even though Wade told him not to. On Logan’s first day back, he asked if Wade wanted him to stay home. Wade said he would be fine. He walked Logan to work, both each having the dog tags on. When they arrived at the site, Logan kissed Wade goodbye. This earned him some “OOOOOs” from his co-workers. He flipped them the bird and went back to kissing his partner. “I’ll see you after work ok? I love you!”
“I love you too, Wolvie!”
'What the fuck?! Why did you make this so angsty? That’s like seriously so fucked up of you author.'
*Sorry Wade, but not everyone just reads fanfiction for the smut.*
'That is the biggest lie I have ever heard.'
“Wade shut up and let the author finish the story!”
'OH EM GEEEEE!!! Did you guys hear that?? My Wolvie did a 4th wall break!! Oh Honey Badger I’m so proud of you!! Sorry guys, gotta go! I gotta go mpreg my boyfriend for the next fic!'
“Wade for the last time, I’m male. I can’t get pregnant!”
'Oh we’ll see about that kitty! Bye you freaky ass readers! See you in the next one!'