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Every single adamantium bonded bone in his body wanted to fuck Wade hard and fast. His baser instincts were screaming at him to pounce and just have his fill. But Logan didn't let his feral side overpower his mind. At least not yet. He wanted to take his time. He wanted to kiss every inch of Wade's marred skin, trace every lump and ridge with his tongue. He wanted to bury his nose in his neck, armpits, and groin, all the places where his scent was stronger, and inhale deeply. He wanted to lick his hole until it was dripping with spit, and then tongue fuck him slowly. He wanted and wanted and wanted. He wanted Wade so goddamn much it scared him a little. So he was going to take things slow for as long as he could, keeping his inner beast on a tight leash...
"What'cha thinking about?"
"You."
"I don't want you to think about me. I want you to do me."
He handed Logan an industrial sized bottle of lube.
"You said I had your undying permission to do anything I wanted to you. Did you mean it?"
"I always mean what I say."
Wade was lying naked on the mattress of the pull out couch, legs spread wide, and he was kneeling between his thick, muscular thighs. Logan was still wearing his boxer briefs and wife pleaser, as the younger man liked to call it. It was midnight, Mary Puppins was sound asleep in her little dog bed, and Althea was staying the night at a friend's house. That meant they had privacy, so he was going to take full advantage of it.
"Place your hands above your head and keep them there."
Wade obeyed him immediately.
"Good girl."
"Oh my God..."
"I want to take care of you. Will you let me, princess?"
"Yes."
He leaned down and kissed the crease of his right thigh, making Wade whimper. Then he licked a stripe from his belly button to the hollow of his throat, earning him a loud moan. When he bit down on his neck, his hips rose up from the mattress, his neglected cock oozing pre-cum.
"Can you stay still for me, darlin'?"
"It's hard... no pun intended..."
"I know, but can you at least try? For me?"
"For you, I'll try."
The way he said it, so sweetly, a bashful smile on his handsome face, made Logan's heart swell. When he bit down on his right pectoral muscle and his hips didn't move, it pleased him immensely. Wade was behaving so well that he decided to reward him. He swallowed his cock, and when it touched the back of his throat, they both moaned in pleasure. Pity he didn't have a gag reflex because he would have loved to choke on Wade's thick cock. Like the rest of his body, it was covered in lumps and ridges. It was a gorgeous cock. He pulled out slowly and then licked the slit, savoring the taste of pre-cum. Unsurprisingly, it tasted really good. He wanted more of it so he sucked his cock in earnest, humming softly when a copious amount of cum flooded his mouth. It was sweet, with a hint of ashes. Delicious.
"Holy Marvel Jesus, you suck cock like a dream. I noticed you licking your lips like the cat that got the cream. My refractory period is ridiculously short, so you won't have to wait long for another load of my tasty cream."
That made him snort. Only the Merc with the Mouth would joke during sex.
"Good to know."
Logan captured his lips in a passionate kiss, and Wade chased the taste of his own cum. When they parted, there was a string of saliva connecting the two. It was filthy and perfect. The younger man giggled when the string snapped, brown eyes incredibly fond.
"Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?"
"You're playful as a pussy cat."
"Did you just quote Killer Queen in response to my Bohemian Rhapsody intro drop? God, you're perfect..."
He had never talked this much during sex before. In the past, the men and women he fucked were just interested in getting off, they didn't trade quips. Not even with Ororo and Beast had he been this playful in bed. But with Wade it was easy falling into banter.
"Let me see if you taste like gunpowder and gelatine."
He pressed his nose to Wade's left armpit, and then licked it. It tasted as sweet as how he smelled. Sweetened butter with traces of licorice and smoked sandalwood. He sniffed the other armpit and lost himself in Wade's intoxicating scent.
"Kinky honey badger."
"It's not a kink."
"Sure, not a kink. You just like stuffing your nose in armpits, no biggie..."
"Not every armpit. Just yours. I love your scent."
"You think I could sell it to Chanel? Eau de Deadpool has a nice ring to it..."
He shut him up by shoving a dry finger up his tight ass. Then he lowered himself to the mattress. When he licked around the finger, getting the ring of muscle nice and wet, Wade cursed loudly, grabbing his hair.
"Keep your hands above your head, princess. I'll let it slide this time, but if you do it again, I'll stop."
"Please, don't stop. I'll behave, I promise."
Wade placed his hands back where they were and took a deep breath, body perfectly still.
"That's my good girl."
"For the love of God, please fuck me now!"
"I won't rush this, so just take what I give you like a pretty pillow princess. After I have my way with you, I'll let you do whatever you want to me. How does that sound?"
"It sounds too good to be real."
"Oh, it's real. Can't you feel it?"
Logan inserted a second finger and Wade's little hole quivered around the intrusion.
"I would like a double dose of reality with fries on the side, please."
He grabbed the lube, coated four fingers generously, and then gave him exactly what he asked for minus the fries. The moan Wade let out was sinful and it went straight to his cock. He decided it was time for him to get naked. Wade wolf-whistled when he took off his wife pleaser.
"Look at those tits. I wish I could touch them. But I can't! This is torture worse than anything I've ever experienced..."
"Stop being dramatic."
"Being dramatic is part of my shtick."
"You'll have your fun later, okay?"
Logan got rid of his boxer briefs next. His cock was painfully hard and very wet.
"Holy mother of God, that thing is huge! I need it inside me like yesterday."
Wade's legs opened impossibly wider, his flexibility flaring his arousal even more. He grabbed the muscular limbs and threw them over his shoulders, then he pressed his cock to Wade's loosened hole and pushed. When he was barely inside, Logan pulled out slowly, the rim stretching around the head. The younger man's healing factor had already tightened the ring of muscle. He pushed in again and kept going until he bottomed out.
"Stop teasing... Give it to me hard..."
His voice was wrecked with want. Wade was folded in half, arms on either side of his head, eyes shiny with unshed tears, pink lips parted as he heaved for breath. He looked fucked out, and they hadn't done much yet. Logan was grinding his hips in slow circles, savoring the heat and the tightness of Wade's hole. He wasn't going to fuck him like a beast in heat. He wanted their first time to be slow, and deep, and memorable. Logan was going to draw their pleasure out, his enhanced stamina helping him keep his orgasm at bay.
"You'll take what I give you like a good girl, or I won't let you come."
"Logan... You're killing me..."
"We both know you can't die, darlin'."
He smiled down at Wade, baring his teeth menacingly.
"God, you're so mean!"
"You love it."
"True..."
Logan kept the pace torturously slow, his thrusts steady and deep. He stopped every now and again to relish in the feeling of Wade's walls clenching around his cock. While he fucked him, his hands touched Wade everywhere he could reach. He loved the tantalizing softness of his scarred skin. He also loved how strong and flexible his body was. Logan leaned down and kissed the younger man messily, using more teeth than tongue, tasting blood when his canines punctured his lower lip. He growled into the kiss when Wade bit him in retaliation.
"Be good, princess."
"I'm better when I'm bad."
"Behave and you'll get a reward."
"I already got my reward. You."
"Wade..."
"The best reward I've ever received in my life was when you chose to stay with me."
"Motherfucker..."
And just like that, he was coming so hard it almost hurt. Wade's words were like a punch to the gut, the raw sincerity in them catching him off guard.
"Are you okay, peanut?"
"Goddamn it... I wanted to last longer..."
"Men your age usually don't."
The Merc with the Mouth was smiling up at him, shamelessly proud of his own quip.
"Could you lend me a hand?"
Wade looked pointedly down, bottom lip caught between his teeth. His hands were still above his head.
"You'll come from my cock alone."
"Holy shit, you're hard again..."
"We have the same regenerative powers, remember? My refractory period is as short as yours."
"Will you fuck me harder this time?"
As an answer, Logan pulled out slowly and then plunged deep inside him. He wasn't going to hold back anymore. His thrusts were fast and brutal, nailing Wade's prostate every single time judging by the continuous moaning.
"More?"
"Yes, please."
Logan rose to his knees and tilted Wade's hips up. He fucked into him relentlessly, teeth bared, eyes never leaving his face. He wanted to see him fall part on his cock.
"Are you close?"
"Yeah... Close... So close..."
"Be a good girl and come for me."
Wade came with a shout, cum spurting from his untouched cock with such force some of it landed on his chin.
"Oh, Wolvie, that was amazing!"
Logan leaned down and licked his chin clean. Then he wrapped his hand around Wade's spent cock and started stroking, making him whimper pitifully.
"We're not done yet."
"Can I at least move my hands?"
"No."
"Is this an elaborate assassination attempt? Death by multiple orgasms and overstimulation. What a way to go..."
Anyone else, and he would have stopped. But Wade could keep up with him. His hardening cock was proof of that.
"Do you want me to stop?"
He had to make sure he wasn't misreading the signals.
"If you stop, I'll find a way to kill you permanently."
Logan smiled, a feral smile that would have scared the shit out of the most dangerous predator, but made Wade laugh in delight instead. Yeah, the Merc could definitely keep up with him.