Mean girls movie
The movie was taking too long.
It’s only when Wade got up to order the takeout did Logan have a break from the scent of Wade so close.
And it wasn’t just his normal scent anymore. Logan started to smell a faint scent of want and desire.
What was he thinking about? Why was Wade turned on all of a sudden?
Sure, Logan could smell wades of lust before while they were saving the world, but why now does it bother him so much?
It never smelled as strong or made Logan have such a physical reaction.
But ever since he started living with Wade 2 months ago, his smell started to slowly bother him over time.
Well, not bother.
But bother in the way that he was so hard right now he thought his pants were going to tear.
Two weeks ago Logan used to be able to wank off; he had no problem with his claws coming out; he didn’t have to worry about slicing his own Willy off or damaging the things around him.
But now
You knew the rest.
Logan tried to nonchalantly as possible pull a pillow over his lap while Wade was off ordering the food and placing the room.
Logan snorted to himself. He had never once seen Wade stay in one place for a phone call; he always had to be walking.
Logan found that funny, adorable even
Fuck, he made it weird. Logan cursed himself.
“Hiya peanut I got us some Chinese food on the way”. Wade said plopping back down on the couch but this time side ways his legs over Logan’s pillow
Thank fuck he put that pillow there.
When did Logan get so used to wade touching him? A month ago, if he wade pulled something like that, a quick and sudden move
Logan would have skewed wade.
“What did you get me? You didn’t ask me what I wanted.”
Wade rolled his eyes. “I know what you want to eat from the restaurant kitty; you get the same thing every time.”
Kitty?
Did Wade just call him Kitty?
It was almost so shocking that it almost fully distracted Logan from the faint scent of want.
"Okay, dipshit, don’t call me Kitty; I’m not a cat, and I wanted something different today!” Logan said lying.
The Mean Girls movie in front of them still played.
But they couldn’t shut up with each other for a moment to actually watch it.
“Kitty makes perfect since for you! The way your hair grows! Those sexxxxxxxyyyyyyy fangs, uGhhh, I’m wetting myself just thinking." Wade proceeds to grab his own arms and wiggle.
Now remember guys, yes, YOU Logan only has a cheap ass pillow to hide and protect his poor Willy
Wade moved like something was electrocuting Wade from his asshole, giving Logan some friction he so desperately wanted from Wade's legs.
BUT WAS NOT WHAT LOGAN NEEDED RIGHT NOW
“Hmf-shit, stop that! You fucking freak, I’ll stab you." Logan hissed out, shoveing Wade's legs off him at the same time the shitty doorbell rang.
Any second longer and the pillow would have gone ‘bye bye bye’ because Wade's legs were pulled back in a position to kick Logan.
“COMMMMEEINNNN” Wade shouted, jumping up from the couch and taking off.
To the door
But at the same time that shitty doorbell saved Logan from being exposed, Logan didn’t want to have another weird (slightly enjoyable) heart-to-heart with Wade again as to why he was so bricked up ‘watching’ mean girls.
‘Oh yeah, Wade, it’s because I can smell that your turned on, and it smells really good, like holy shit, I can’t keep it in my pants.’
Logan thought gruffly to himself watching an overly happy Wade bounce back over to the couch with takeout bags in his hand.
“Want to eat at the dinner table or be naughty boys and eat on the couch?” Wade said, apparently deciding himself, and he sat down and gave Logan his food.
“What? Whatever, why even ask if you already know what you want?" Logan said, placing his lukewarm food on the pillow.
“You took too long to answer." Wade replied, immediately shoveing the food in his mouth with a sinful toe curling moan.
And of course, for some weird reason, the scent of desire got slightly stronger.
“It was less than a second,” Logan replied coldly, twitching his nose while watching Wade absolutely destroy his food.
Looking up the Mean Girls movie was practically over how long had it been? What time was it?
After taking the first bite of his own food, Logan realized how hungry he actually was in his old time line. Logan didn’t eat, spending all his money on beer. It’s not like Logan had to eat; he couldn’t starve to death.
After that thought Logan’s food was completely gone
“Damn! Kitty, you can really put it away. You started after me and still finished before me. You must be really good at—" Wade rambled, raising a hand over his own mouth for comedic effect.
“What time is it?" Logan interrupted Wade.
How much longer would Logan have to sit here with a hard on because Wade couldn’t stop hotboxing him with his scent?
It was growing stronger by the second Logan couldn’t take it any more; he started to feel like
Like when he licked Wades neck
“It’s 9 am; why got something more important to do than talk to your husband after a long day of work??”
Logan stood up quickly, making sure to face away from Wade.
“I’m tired. Goodnight,” Logan said, walking away.
“No! No, Mr. Grumpy, what’s up with you? Are you sure it’s just your mutation acting up? First yesterday now your constantly running away from me like I started a new plague. What did I do?“
Wade says, grabbing Logan’s arm from behind, completely forgetting about his food on the couch.
Logan turned around, pinning Wade to the closet wall,wades knee accidentally going in between Logan’s legs feeling the ‘problem’ Logan has had the entire time
Logan sniffed down Wade's neck with a deep rumble from his chest. “Wade-fuck.. I-shit.”
"Fuck, are you hard right now, Logan?” Wade whimpered out grunted his lungs, crushed from how hard Logan was pushing him against the wall.
“Wade.. fuck..-you-you just smell so good, and you have been hotboxing me for the whole fucking time we have been on the couch.”
Slowly Logan pryed himself away from Wade's body, taking many steps back.
“I smell good.” Wade was now confused and bricked up; he didn’t even wear any of his good cologne today.
“I wasn’t lying when I said my Mutation was acting up- fuck.." Logan flexed his fingers, trying to keep himself together.
"Yeah, I believe you; your claws look like they're playing peek-a-boo with me right now." Wade commented, Take a very confused step forward.
Logan threw a hand back. “No, Wade, don’t come closer; I literally can’t control myself." lie Logan lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie
“It’s been like this with everyone, not just you, for the past two weeks. Every time I smell anyone 'excited' you know I just have this instinct to...” Logan started and honestly wanted to end it to bad he couldn’t fucking die because if he could he would so shoot himself right now.
“Oh,“ Wade said.
Almost immediately, the scent of want and desire coming from Wade disappeared.
What?
What was that reaction?
“Sorry Logan I assumed you.. never mind. I’m sorry your mutation has been acting up. I’ll try to find someone tomorrow who can check you out, to help you"
Why did Logan feel so defeated as Wade gave a reassuring pat on Logan’s shoulder and walked to the couch and sat down eating his food?
Why did Logan feel upset?
This is what Logan wanted, he thought as he walked to his room, shutting the door.
Wade understood him, and yesterday and now today were completely resolved and okay.
Everything was okay. Logan tried to convince himself as he stood in his torn up room.
"fuck" Logan sighed, trying his best to forget about the hard on he still had.