Fertilize us!!!
Wade's headlights showed up in the dark, placing a spotlight on Logan, who sat on a rock.
Mabye, this was a mistake, and Logan should have never called Wade. Mabye, Logan should have disappeared...
Then he remembered the fear of wades voice over the phone. ‘I thought you really left me.’
No, Logan wouldn’t leave his closet friend like that over some stupid little crush he needed to get over...
Mabye..it wasn’t a little crush, but Logan could and would get over Wade.
Wade came running out of the vehicle as soon as he parked, the smell of sadness and stress radiating off him.
“Wade..” Logan whispered out
Logan got embraced by Wade in a death-crushing hug that whooshed the wind out of his lungs. “If you need some time to run off to go piss in your pants, you tell me next time, okay? Don’t worry, me.”
“Save your worry for your friends..." Logan said not sure if he should reject or welcome the hug.
“You are my friend Logan.?” Wade said with a lightness to his voice that aired confusion.
“You don't think of me as a friend?” His grip on Logan loosened as he started to pull away.
“Fuck, yes, Wade, your my friend. I literally just told you how much I cared about you on the phone!” Logan grabbed Wade and forced him back into the hug.
A hug
That was nice.
Logan didn’t remember the last time...
“No.. I remember how could I forget THE wolverine telling me I was his very bestest friendddddd?" Wades voice turned into playful teasing.
“Not anymore” Logan shoved off Wade and his face was lit up by the car light so Logan could see that wade was indeed crying...
“What I only lasted 5 seconds?” Wade complained
“That’s what she said." Logan bit out quietly, like he didn’t want Wade to hear the stupid joke that he made to lift wades spirt.
Wade smiled big, his tear stained face crinkling up.
Wade was beautiful.
“My eggs are screaming at you to fertilize them right now,” and then Wade had to ruin the moment with a joke that Logan didn’t even understand.
“What? What- huh? Wade, what does that mean?”
Logan placed his hand on Wade's shoulder and shook him.
“It means that I want you so bad that the eggs within me are begging to be... well, let’s just say blind Al wants a sibling.”
"Wade, that’s actually disgusting.”
“It’s not my fault you smell like cheap beer and a sweaty man.” Wade said while overexaggerating a moan.
Logan felt his body flush as he smelled wades of sadness turn into the sweet scent of lust.
“Shut up and get in the car.”
“The car that I drove to save your sassy ass? I think you should give me more freeway, puppy-"
Logan grabbed Wade by the face to shut him up, dragging him to the car, opening the door, and throwing him in.
“Such a gentleman opening the door for me.“
This was so weird. Logan thought a moment ago everything was so sad and depressed ... he saw Scott, his dead friend...Wade was crying....
and now
Logan wanted to fuck Wades mouth so roughly and harshly that he wouldn’t utter another word for hours.
Logan went to the passenger side and sat down, preparing himself to be hotboxed by Wades scent.
And hotboxed Logan was
But not just by lust, the scent of sadness started again.
Logan starred at Wade, who for once was focused on the road while driving.
“You… alright there, bub?”
“Nobody’s happy at 1 am." Wade said, clenching the steering wheel hard.
What did Logan miss? Wade was playing with him just a few moments ago.
“I smell grief,” Logan said, looking outside the window because he couldn’t bear looking at Wade's sad face any longer.
“I’m grieving someone I can never have." Wade's voice was low. “I've never been good at dealing with rejection.”
“Who rejected you?” Logan said, confused with an itch of jealousy.
Wade turned his head hard. “Take a guess, dip shit... sorr- fuck, this night has just been long. I didn’t mean to yell.”
Him? Did Wade mean that Logan rejected him? When did that happen “..me?? I was just kidding when I said ‘not anymore’ about being friends.”
Wade slammed the car on breaks and climbed over onto Logan, sitting down on his lap and grabbing his face.
“You beautiful dense mother fucker, you make me want to claw your head open to see if you have a brain.”
Logan was so stunned that he didn’t even feel the whiplash from the brakes.
“Logan.." Wades voice said in a tone like if he was caught stealing cookies from a cookie jar, and Logan assumed it was because he didn’t respond to whatever Wade just said.
“I’m not dense...?"
“Fuck- no.. and yes, you are, but that’s not what I’m talking about anymore—Logan, why is your dick pressing against me?”
“Because you sat in my lap...?” Logan said his spine involuntarily shivering
“No, why are you hard? I’m surprised your jeans are containing that 3rd leg." Wade breathed out with a somewhat forced laugh as he started to get off Logan, not planning for this to happen.
But Logan growled, “Don’t play a victim, bub, I felt you to,” ‘and I can smell you.' Logan thought in his head
“I already told you my reason! you smell like a cheap beer and a sweaty man.”
Pulling Wade down by the shirt, Logan kissed him hard, and almost instantly he melted back down into Logan’s lap with a moan.
“And.. You taste like cheap beer.” Wade mumbled out as Logan pressed Wade against the car dash, biting his collarbone.
“That would make since." Logan hitched out along his skin.
But then Logan was shoved back hard against the car seat, with Wade straddling him with a purpose, his hand pressing Logan against the seat.
“If we’re going to do this, then your going to find out I don’t lay down and take it."
Wade's lips pressed against Logan’s as he felt up Logan’s sides pulling up his shirt all the way up until it rested above his chest, groping him
Logan growled out and bit Wade's lip hard, diving his tongue into his mouth.
Wade moaned but pulled back from the kiss as he grabbed a handful of Logan’s hair and yanked it back so Logan's face faced the car ceiling.
“Mhf-m.. I should have...guessed your as much as a sadist that you are mmmm... a masochist." Logan’s voice hitched as Wade ground his hips down while gently biting Logan’s Adam apple.
“I like treating people like sluts and being treated like a slut; what can I say?”
Logan rests his hands on Wades hips and roughly yanks his head back down to kiss Wade with teeth, feeling the sharp pain from his hair being yanked by Wades hand in his hair
“Fuck- mhm” Wade was pushed back against the dash once again, with Logan following him with the saliva trail that connected their panting mouths.
“You like playing dirty, huh, big guy.” Wade took out his baby knife and held it threateningly against Logan’s neck, who was desperate to follow the trail to kiss Wade again but leaned back into his seat away from the knife
“Shut up-“ Logan growled out, barring his teeth and tightening his grip on Wade's hips, and makeing wade grinding into him. Not wanting to give up any control
“I said my turn, pretty boy,” wades voice lower with full of a mischief that Logan had never heard of before as the knife barley grazed Logan's neck
At the same time, a loud car horn sounded behind them with a yell, “MOVE!! Jackasses, at least pull on the side of the road!”
The voice was familiar to the pair.
It was the voice of the gas station owner.
“Of course it’s the gas station owner who cockblocks me and all the readers again.”
Wade sighed as he stood up and put the baby knife away. As he tried to climb back over to his seat, Logan wouldn’t let go of his hips.
“I don’t give two or anyshits about that guy behind us; I want you now, Wade." Logan groaned out, letting go of one side of Wade hips to palm himself.
“Holy-fucking-sshit… Logan..” Wade bit his own lip hard and breathed out a moan, “I don’t think I've ever been so horny.”
"Yeah, I can smell mmf-“ Logan grunted as he continued to palm himself as Wade stared, not realizing that Logan slipped up on a lie.
“MOVE now!” The owner hollered as he continuously pressed the horn.
Wade regretfully crawled over to the driver seat and hit the gas hard.
“I forgot that you can still smell my lust.. even if it doesn’t bother you anymore." Wade mumbled, trying to think of any conversation that would not make him slam on breaks again and tear apart. Logan
“Oh- yeah..” Logan said, flushing hard while realizing he slipped up that wades smell very much, in fact still messed him up.