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Scene/vignette 13

Domesticated animals part 3

(Mating habits of the North American Wolverine)

"The Holiday season" November/December . New York. Earth-10005

11/29/24

Logan and Wade slept in Black friday morning. By the time the sun came up and beamed through the window and woke them up, Althea and Laura had already left. The message on Wade's phone said they'd gone downtown to do christmas shopping. Wade got up with Marry Puppens, took her to the kitchen, and fed her. "With the proper diet and care, your dogpool can live up to 3 millenia or longer." Wade tells us. He leaves her to her meal. She didn't immediately need walked and he was feeling lazy. He headed back to the room and laid down.

He'd slipped into bed. When he turned over, there was Logan... no... the wild look in his eye... this was the Wolverine looking at him. Are Al and the kid gone... yeah, they said they'd be gone for... cut off mid Sentence Wade had never been manhandled so hard in his life, Logan was on top of him, and where the hell did his underwear go? Jesus Penut, is it mating season or something. This is two days in a row you've downright ambushed me. "YES" the fact Wade could see him already sweating, he might be serious he was panting too. Deep down inside him lurked a feral monster, and right now, it was... Incredibly horny, he could feel it... on his thigh. Ok... easy, daddy. I hate to throw cold water on you... but you remember all the food we ate last night?

I'm not exactly in... the condition to, take care of your problem. Logan ground into his thigh and put his face close to his. Not that Wade wasn't also excited... he very much was, and with his underwear M.I.A, there was no way of keeping that little fact (not little... perfectly normal size if not a little above average, thank you) secret for long. Had to think quickly... sweetheart, perhaps I can be on top this time? Logan pulled back a little from the madness... Not this time, bub (not that he hadn't in the past. But the spell he was under had conditions, also... he'd eaten a lot last night, too. Wade gave him a gentle kiss (risky move), carefully pulled his arm up, and pressed up on Logans shoulder. Maintaining eye contact, he'd maneuvered Logan onto his back and straddled his torso. The wild animal was surprisingly compliant. Ok, penut, I'm gonna take care of you. Logan grabbed his ass. NOO penut not like that, we already discussed that, that roads under construction. He pulled his lecherous hands off his ass. He leaned down, kissing Logan, making out with him like they were in the back of a limo going to homecoming. Then Wade quickly slid down, popped under the covers, and .... "solved the problem" cut to awhile later Wade's sitting on the floor in front of the bed... "How are you feeling penut. Better, thanks... how about you? Right now, I'm feeling like a glazed donut. Oh... Right, sorry. Logan throws him a towel. Hey babe? When you're having sex dose it ever fade to black? No, why... no reason, I just think the author was too shy to describe in detail what was a master class in suck'n dick... on that note, penut... what the fuck was that? That... hasn't happened in a long time, How long? I'd say about 30 years ago before I spiraled in to a dark depression after losing my mind and living in a bottle... well the good news is that means you're doing better. So... how often can I expect to deal with Wolverine pon farr? I'm not certain he said as he slipped in to his Jeans and put on his ubiquitous white under shirt (why dose he like those so much) I can tell you it's More intense if I can smell an ovulating woman.

The Wolverine had left many very satisfied men and women in his wake the last 200 years of prowling for one night stands when the urge took over him. He explained that he could feel it coming on. He tried to get it out of his system yesterday, but their darling daughter showed up and put the kiabosh on it. The longer it goes on unsatisfied, the more intense it gets. Logan told Wade that in the past, if no other options presented themselves, he'd resort to patronizing a sex worker, Being a remarkably handsome devil and possessing literal animal magnetism he'd always found a willing participant.

The only other option is he'd throw himself in a fire and literally burn the passion out of himself. By the time he regenerated from a pile of ashes, the surge of hormones would have left his body, but he'd absolutely do that before forcing himself on anyone. He'd rather endure Hell than let his inner beast hurt anyone innocent, Logan absolutely considered himself a monster, but not that kind of monster.

Therein lies the problem, Wade said. We've been together officially for a while now. As a Pansexual man and a Bisexual man whom are committed to each other. We should discuss what our relationship means in a broad perspective. Logan looked at his beloved boyfriend, who rarely spoke this seriously about anything. He was waiting for the punch line... there was none. What came of it was what the two of them referred to as the Black Friday agreement.

Like responsible adults, they laid out rules and expectations. First and foremost, they were the core members of the team. They always came home to each other. However, if Wade was unavailable to satisfy Logan "blood fever," Logan was allowed to seek out the company of any person he wanted. If this person is female, he must use a condom. STDs were not a problem for them. neither were capable of catching or carrying one. However heterosexual sex sometimes resulted in children, and the world already has enough unwanted kittens.

Conversely, the same rules applied to Wade should he want a liaison. Also, both being on the polyamorous side of the spectrum of sexuality bringing home a 3rd or 4th participant for "extracurricular" activities was welcomed. However, notice was appreciated. Should anyone want to take the extra step and "join the team," permanently, all parties had to be in agreement that it was a good idea. However both of them figured this last possibility would be rare, anyone joining the team would have to be prone to longevity and able to handle the dangers of being the partner of two dangerous men with a lot of enemies.

After that discussion, Wade got dressed. They walked the dog. Went out for breakfast and headed to the stores to get some holiday shopping done. Wade had his whole world to shop for, and Buck was always tough to buy for. Logan was a little excited because this was the first christmas in decades that he had people to spend it with, and he already had a gift idea for Wade, even if it was practical... New underwear to replace the ones he'd shredded off him this morning.

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Scene/ vignette 6

Late October, early November Earth-10005 Apartment 17

All storm no calm

When Althea woke up that morning, it was earlier than usual. She remembered Wade had gotten in late the night before, he had got the money from the job but apparently it was a disaster something about the subject being a diplomat AND a drug kingpin. There was a shoot out and it fucked up one of his suits... at least thats what she remembers Wade has a habit of chattering incessantly and she stopped listening after she got the money for this months bills, wishing Logan was still awake so she could deflect his attention to him.

Logan and Wade were still in their full-size bed on the other side of the room. She could hear them both snoring well, not necessarily snoring for Logan. The low humming sound coming from him might be described as... purring but not like a house cat, this sound is definitely different, deeper, and somehow more masculine to Al's acute ears. The room was split in two, like a bad sitcom with a line painted down the middle, as if she could see it, she could feel it but it was silly of wade to do regardless "We're never getting our fucking deposits back" Althea being blind was spared the indignity of navigating around a curtain. "Mother fucker I can't see you, you could be undressed right now and the only way I'd know is the smell of cordite and swamp ass being slightly stronger" she told wade when he suggested a curtain, Al always got dressed in the bathroom anyway. She proceeded with her normal morning routine shower, coffee, cigarette...

Mary puppens had jumped out of bed shortly after her shower. She fed her, and they both sat on the couch to enjoy what they thought would be a relatively peaceful morning. That was a misconception soon broken. An hour or two after the boys got up Wade was info dumping to Logan over breakfast about how his mission went and how much he missed him ordinary stuff right down to when Logan stabbed Wade in the wrist when he tried to steal a piece of bacon off Logans plate "bub, I fried an entire package this morning; why don't you get more from the servings plate instead of stealing mine?" Wade just shrugs and smiles. You know Logan, I'd tell you to just put enough on your plate for you and him both, but he'd suddenly stop doing it. Wade picked this moment to let Logan know that things didn't go well with Vanessa.

The fight that happened after that wasn't pretty. Althea did her best to give them privacy. She went out to the fire escape to have a cigarette, but with her hearing, she heard enough even though she was trying not to. The door slammed, heavy quick running footsteps got quieter... she finished her cigarette, took a deep breath, and walked in.

She could hear Wade on the couch, sobbing quietly. She walked over to her friend like she had many times in the past sat down next to him and literally gave him a shoulder to cry into. After half an hour, he stood up. Dog in hand, walked to the kitchen gathered things and walked to the room. "Al I'll be in the room. Please take any messages for me" he'd been in there the entire day.

Al had nowhere to go that day and just hung around the house. She cleaned up what she could watched (listened to) TV and hoped Logan would be home soon. A hope dashed as the day wore on in to the late evening. She heard a knock in the door. For half a second she'd hoped it was Logan, back to patch things up. But remember he wouldn't knock, he'd walk in. Who is it?

She called to the door "Vanessa can i come in?" Of course she said as she unlocked the door with its chain, sliding bolt, and deadbolt lock that came standard with all New York apartments. "Is Wade home" he is he's in the room. Vanessa started walking to the bedroom door.

I wouldn't go in there, Vanessa. Him and Logan had it out this morning he's been hauled up in there with the dog crying, binge eating, and watching Supernatural all day. "He always did like Dean she said with a smirk. Let's hope he doesn't start cooking, last time he was upset like this he cooked a literal metric fuck ton of pancakes, it reeked of maple syrup for week's and we had to clean the uneaten ones with a shovel. We had to rent a dumpster Al." Al shuddered at the thought. She knew all too well how extreme his coping mechanisms could be...

"Is Logan around? I've got a bone to pick with him since I'm here. " No, he ran out. I've tried calling him. Vanessa, it's almost midnight I... at that moment Wade walked out of the room "I want you to know your little scene together failed the Bechdel test" he made his way to the kitchen "I'm out of ice-cream and pretzels" Wade, I came here to tell you I'm sorry. I felt bad about it when you went off into the night, "So are we dating again?" No... sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were ok. "Well, thank you, Vanessa, and might I add of the two breakups I've experienced this week... At least you were nice about it." I want you to know that I really do want to be friends. "That sounds nice, and I do sincerely accept. However, I'm going to have to take a raincheck on a trip to Chuck e Cheese. I've mixed a fat rail cheeto dust and cocain that I'm going to shove up my ass Stevie Nicks style and then search for the most disgusting thing I can find on porn hub, Althea please watch the dog. She doesn't need to see this.

Walking away he said "by the way I got a text from Laura, she said our Canadian mounted dick head was up at the X Mansion, the author couldn't figure out how to shoe horn that little tidbit in there. Goodnigh, and try to talk about something other than a man, there's going to be mean comments" he walked in to the room gently, placed Dogpool outside the door, and slowly shut it behind him. "Sorry, sweetie, Daddy needed some alone time," Vanessa... yes, Al... let's take the dog for a walk and maybe get something to eat from the Halal Guys cart... I don't want to hear what's about to happen. Good idea, me neither... let's go.

*Bonus*

Before they walk out the door, Wade exits the room one last time draped only in a My Little Pony beach towl. "Vanessa, take this." he hands her an envelope. "If you see Freddy Canucker later, give this to him. It's important to the plot, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to try out this new thing I ordered from bad dragon"

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If you'd like to get into Wade's headspace after the fight I'd invite you to listen to this song.

Scene/vignette 14

Sexual content warning graphic descriptions

The cosmic horror of a love eternal.

New Years Eve 2024 Earth-10005

Logan had talked Wade in to just having some people over for the holiday and watching the ball drop on TV. Besides, even in his universe it was basically the same and he'd already done that a bunch of times. No need to fight the waves of tourists and Manhattan congestion for the chance to sit in the cold only to look up and enjoy the glory of unfettered advertising budgets, billboards certainly have come a long way since he first saw one. New Years Eve was one of the few times logan allowed himself to engage in nostalgia, it was the one time a year the indefatigable passage of time was upfront and center.

hard to believe he was a contemporary of 3 of the 7 faces on US currency. He remembers a time when oil lights and candles were more than just mood lights. He broke himself off his reverie to concentrate on the task at hand and continued to decorate. He was looking forward to this party... he'd made a decision about something important, and he looked forward to seeing all his friends and sharing it with them

It'd been a while since Vanessa had so thoroughly chewed his ass and smacked some sense into him. He and her had settled into a healthy friendship, and he was happy she was going to be able to make it to tonights party.

He and Wade had been enjoying the domestic bliss of the honeymoon phase of their relationship. With the way Wade's brain worked, he mused if it'd always be the honeymoon phase for him.

Logan had just finished putting up the last of the streamers and decorations when Wade and Al walked in reusable shopping bags full of supplies for tonights festivities. "Welcome back," Logan says as he leans in and gives Wade a quick kiss and takes some of the bags from his hands. "Oh, I like when kittys feeling frisky," Wade said as Logan made his way to the kitchen. "I'm in a good mood wade, don't spoil it with your terrible pet names. You know I hate that one. But yes, I missed you. Now, what did you get." " I got two shark-coochi trays, assorted crackers a couple of those whole roasted chickens, party popers, a couple six packs of that micro brew beer you like so much, 6 bottles of Risata a bottle of vodka for colossus as well as some Rum and Aviation Gin and different sodas (the expensive kind with real sugar, no corn syrup) to mix with and this" wade hands Logan a blue cylinder and proceeds to unpack the bags Althea had set on the counter "its a 30 year old glenfiddich had to go to long Island city to find it, but i figured you deserved something special to celebrate with tonight" Logan was genuinely touched by the gift he embraced him.

The party that ensued was as loud and wild and loud as any Golden Girls Marathon. Vanessa and Yukio sang Karaoke to 80s pop songs. Laura hung out with Warhead so she could brood in the corner. Shatterstar and Wade danced on top of the dining table. Buck, Althea, and Dopender did rails of cocain off the kitchen counter, and Colossus got absolutely shit faced. It would be a group effort later to load him into the back seat of the ride share.

Peter was telling logan about his fantasy football team and asking his opinion on crypto currency. Logan wasn't stupid, but the blockchain and data mining weren't his forté. The subject thankfully changed to MMA fighters and wrestling. Logan told Peter that in the 1800s in Canada before the US Civil War, he was actually a bare knuckle boxer. There were no pads, mouth guards, or tapping out. You beat the shit out of each other until one of you finally got knocked out. Peter was in aww of this revelation, Wade and Logan were officially the two coolest people he knew. They then talked about the sports betting app he downloaded. Everyone generally having a good time, the nights festivities was getting closer to its crescendo. Midnight was fast approaching. The bottles of Risata were opened, and glasses were poured. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Logan plants a kiss right on Wade as auld lang syne played.

After the cheering calmed down and the party popers were popped, Logan took the opportunity. He had an announcement to make. In the spirit of impulsiveness that my "Room mate" (he said in exaggerated joking terms knowing they all got the joke) embodies, I have a question for him. Wade looks at him a little, startled but excited. Logan produced a ring. A durable tungsten carbide band inlaid with 3 colored bands. Red, yellow, and orange representing the mixing of the too.

Listen Bub, this isn't a proposal. If you accept this, it's over we're married. Right now, right here in front of your whole world.

Logan was serious about this, but also, it was practical. To protect themselves and to keep the IRS off their back, they did most things under assumed Identities and forged documents. Mercenary isn't exactly an easy or sometimes legal occupation. They couldn't just go to the county clerk and register. No paperwork, only a promise to love honor and protect each other made in front of their family.

"Oh penut, we're going to do so many vile reprehensible things together." "Yes!"

As soon as Logan slipped the ring on his hand he jumped up in to his arms and they kissed... They fell backwards because Wade knocked him off his balance, destroying the coffee table...

It was magical.

They didn't stop until Dopender made a coughing noise and said, "Get a room under his breath."

When they stood up, Vanessa presented a two-tier cake that she snuck in, in a box. she was the only one he conspired with it was a surprise for everyone else and it was as spontaneous as Logan could get he'd bought the ring and talk to Vanessa a little over a week ago, quick time-line to go for a wedding.

Cake was carved, toast were made the party continued for a few more hours

I can't believe you want to be with me forever. Bub, we're a team. Remember, we're just teamed up more officially now. Till death do us part as they say. Which I suspect is probably a good three-four hundred years for us...

Oh it will be much longer than that Yukio said overhearing their conversation.

What the shit is that supposed to mean Yukio?

A while back Hank and I took some samples and started running tests on you two. When did you get samples from me?

No offense Wade. But it's really easy to get samples of you just lying around. Especially how prone you are to being blown up.

Anyway, we'd both been working for a long time on the disruption the time ripper had created when it was partially activated.

Using the TVA handbook Wade let me borrow we reverse engineered a quantum computer capable of monitoring our universes and quantum convergence

Can you please cut back on the trekki talk and give it to us in basic terms Captain Janeway, I can barely read and he's met President Lincoln... Grant actually. we met before he was president during the Civil War I fought with his battalion. Jesus christ that was supposed to be a joke penut.

Okay... so in basic terms as I can get... when you two sabotaged the time ripper the two of you stabilized our universe by absorbing the matter antimatter reaction with each other.

The process caused a back chain reaction that caused the explosion that killed Cassandra. But it also bonded your life forces with the fabric of the universe. We're pretty sure it's because Wolverine is an anchor when this process happened. The jist is that you two will live as long as this universe lives. You're not functionally immortal. You're just immortal. You'll see the end of time.

Warhead came in with coup de grâce.

You two are the opposite of star-crossed lovers. You are literally starbound. She laughed oh Logan, Buddy I Pity you.

Starbound lovers sound romantic Honeybadger.

Wade was taking this information in stride, excited even. What he got from it is He'd be with his Wolverine forever. What's not to like? Logan however is more educated than he lets on, he knows about the implications and the heat death of the universe.

Wade, I need you to understand what this means. Logan faces him, holding both his hands. You're what 35 or 45? I honestly don't remember it depends on who's writing. ...okay. my point is I've been alive long enough that I've lost friends simply because I outlived them. It's not great, Wade, and it's worse with us now. We will almost certainly see most of our friends and family die. We will see societies rise and fall, Continents drift into new maps. Humans might evolve beyond our recognition... and at some point the sun will eplode that the only thing left will be us and a barren rock unless we can figure a way off it.

Wade was troubled by the realization that he'd most certainly see his friends pass away. Logan if we're going to see our friends pass we stand by them steadfast, they won't die alone. It will suck, I absolutely don't think I could do it on my own though... as long as you're with me... I might be able to do it.

Wade, you scare me when you're serious, lucid and making salient points. But yeah we will do it together.

*giggles* Do it. *giggles*

There's my husband, come here and kiss me bub!

Wade and Logan both did their best to put the implications of Immortality out of there heads, there was still time to party and it's bad form to be sad on your wedding night.

Logan played video games with Laura and Warhead. He was getting better at them. Peter congratulated Wade. Peter confided in him that he'd actually been dating Hunter B-15. But it was a secret. But he'd hoped they could make it official soon, just like him and Logan.

As the party wore down soon it was only just two of them, Wade cuddled up to logan on the couch and they watched reruns on tv of the nights events. fireworks bursting over all the worlds major landmarks Sidney Oprah house, Tokyo tower, Tower bridge, a castle in Latvaria, the great pyramid in Egypt, the Eiffel Tower,

And finally their own time square only a few miles away.

Logan was enjoying his second glass of the high end scotch. It was deep smooth and flavorful, he certainly wasn't going to get inebriated from it. Our Logan actually appreciated the flavors of a good scotch, he did like anyone feel the warmth as he swallowed. It just didn't last as long as it would in you and me. But it was comforting none the less. Wade was resting his head on his shoulder. It's getting late bub, I think we should hit the sack.

Wade perked up a little... About that Penut, Laura took to Al up to the Mansion for the annual X-men after party (Wade didn't mention that he'd asked Laura for this favor) I saw her packing some of her stash to go so she's probably going to be tripping the light fantastic until 10am. Vanessa took the dog for the evening (a slight revenge for her; for all the times Logan tried to set up the perfect moment) we'll have the house to ourselves until noon tops. Logan gave a slight smile, the kind of smile that could charm the panties of someone by just asking nicely. He placed his hand on Wade's thigh and asked. Ok bub, I suspect you've got some Ideas for an after party of our own, let's hear 'em.

Wade clapped his hands in quick succession. I'm so excited! Ok...

He composes himself and looks at Logan seriously.

I want you to unleash that animal inside you. I want you to gore and savage me.

I Wan't you to give me everything, don't hold back. My safe word is aardvark.

Before Logan responded, Wade produced his mask, yellow with blueish black wings from some unknown hiding space. I was hoping you could wear this as well. Logan hadn't worn that mask since the day he arrived at the apartment.

[If you would like to skip the sex scene, scroll until you see green conversly If you want to get into it, open up your favorite music app and play Mirrors By natalia kills]

He stood up from the couch and stared down at Wade scowling and giving him a look of absolute disgust Wade looked crest fallen "Or I guess we could do something else sorry"

the sound of a thundering whip snap rung out. Logan had pulled the leather belt from the loops of his pants and faster than Wade could register he had Wade's hands wrapped in the belt and restrained pinning them to the wall so hard and fast the drywall cracked.

His face inches from Wade. He asked, "Have you been a good boy?" In a low rumbling tone that sounded like gravel washed in whiskey distilled in Hell, "I have," Wade responded.

Oh, I don't think that's true. Logan used his free hand to reach down and grab his mask, maintaining intense eye contact with Wade as he slowly put it on. I think you've been a fucking nightmare for a long time bub, a spoiled little brat. As he said this he popped his claws on his free hand. Little drop of blood from the opening wound landed on Wade's face. Wade protested "But I..." SHUT THE FUCK UP WADE! FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE.

Wade shocked into silence but very obviously aroused sat there unmoving. Logan ran a claw not so gently down his shirt cutting it and exposing his chest and the slowly closing bleeding wound wound underneath. Logan leaned In licking the blood off Wade's pectoral muscle slowly moving up to the knape of his neck. Don't you dare make a fucking sound, you hear me. Wade nodded in acknowledgment as Logan swiftly and deeply bit in to the the flesh of his neck.

Waves of pleasure and pain ripped through his body while Logan bit harder drawing blood while groping Wade's growing bulge in his pants. Rivulets of blood, sweat and spit ran down Wade's chest, this wasn't the gentle bite of a vampire but the mauling of a Dire wolf. When Logan had his fill He pulled up from Wade's neck, his beard covered in gore and proceeded to kiss wade swiftly and hard, wade barely had time to process the tongue now probing the inside of his mouth tasting the iron tang of his own blood on Logans lips. He returned the passion reveling in the violence of it all when logan pulled back so he could talk.

Do you promise to be good? Wade nodded his head. Logan released his hand from the belt that had Wade's hands restrained. Wade didn't dare lower his arms as Logan sat on his lap facing him coyly un buttoning his shirt slowly removing it, making a tantalizing show of it. He tossed it to the side, then lifted up and discarded his formerly white now red under shirt with a single hand, playfully tossing it at Wade's face. Wade didn't budge an inch as this glorious masked masked man covered in a glaze of sweat and blood displayed himself. What a fucking smoke show, Wade thought to himself.

Wade took it all in. he ventured a glance down, he could see the waistband on the designer underwear wade had gotten him for christmas; red and black with the words Emporio Armani written in all caps lower still was a massive bulge fighting a battle against Logans well worn jeans, it had the zipper on the ropes.

Logan fexed every muscle in his arms and chest. Posing, peacocking, he put himself in a pose with his arms parallel in an L shape; as Wade admired his Adonis, Logan flexed harder gave his arms a little pump and *Snikt* Wade almost came from the mere visual. Ok bub, don't move.

Wade held his breath as a tornado of claws dropped on him, tearing off his and Logans clothes. It was swift, violent, and surgical. Every cut that did occur was precise and hit an erogenous zone. Wade could barely contain his pleasurd moans. They were naked apart from a few tatters, then Logan slipped Wade's hands out of the belt and placed them on his hips. Logan wrapped his arms around Wade and pulled him into a close embrace, and again deeply kissed the mouth our merc was so proud of. Allowing Wade to feel, touch, and grope the muscles he'd always so obviously lusted after. Wade could have melted into that naked lusty embrace.

If you continue to be good, daddys got something for ya. You gonna be good? Wade nodded. Logan caressed Wade's chest gently and then glided his claws from sternum to groin inches away from Wade's very erect member. He cut just deep enough to draw blood out of the scarred flesh. Just enough to hurt. it was already healing as he kissed and licked his way down the swiftly closing wound. When he got to his destination.

His prey already in his grasp he felt the animalistic need to toy with it. As he gently started stroking Wade's cock he'd give little licks on the tip, run his tongue around the base of the head. Teaseing him, he could feel Wade's muscles tensing desperately wanting to thrust. Logan using his left hand fondled and caressed his balls. Until slyly sticking his left index and four fingers in his mouth, then spitting on them to lube them up he reached under and began to explore Wade's ass while suddey and simultaneously throating Wade's entire dick to the base.

Logan had been around the block in the last 200 years, of the many skills he's masterd sucking cock was one of them. Wade convulsed with pleasure and ever the good boy spread his legs further apart to allow Logans fingers to go deeper, it didn't take long for Logan to find what he was looking for as he applied firm pressure to Wade's prostate making a come here gesture with his fingers while working his mouth up and down his shaft and deep in to the back of his throat.

The salty taste of pre-cum made his feral senses go wild, the smell of sweat and hormones made Logans hair stand on end, he could feel Wade's rhythms the way he was tensing his muscles. Wade was close.

Logan pulled his hand out, stopped blowing him and Yelled NOT YET! as he popped his claws and sunk them deeply into his thigh, he's certain he hit bone. As Logan pulled out his blades Wade's moaned "oh fuck!" at that Logan quickly got up off his knees grabbed Wade and threw him through the closed bedroom door shattering it. When wade landed he looked at Logan clearly having the time of his life "fuck that was hot" Quickly closing the gap Logan pointed at wade I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO. SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP. DIP. SHIT! stepping closer with every word until wade was on the floor right in front off him looking up sheepishly. I guess we're going to have to keep you quiet the hard way. Logan then grabbed him by the back of the head and shoved his impressively thick cock in his mouth moaning Wade did his best snake impression in an attempt to unhinged his jaw to accommodate the girth of Logans dick.

Despite the sudden invasion and shock, he did his best to relax his throat and let Logan do most of the work as he had both hands on the back of Wade's head and was thrusting hard. He pushed him all the way to the base. Logan was just as furry down there as he was on his chest. Wade's nose was right in the mound of public hair, a real 70s bush. The smell, the sensation. At that moment, he felt a fraction of the reaction Logan had to the smell of sex and sweat. Then Logan started thrusting again.

the view and the tactical pleasure of running his hands up Logans thighs before resting his hands on an ass that absolutely would not quit he was intoxicated and leaning in to servicing his man at the alter of lust.

Logan looking down at Wade. I think you've had enough. He helped wade to his feet standing in front of him Logan sweetly and romantically kissed Wade leaned in and said. Hang on it's going to be a bumpy ride. As he picked up Wade one more time and tossed him on their bed a few feet way. Logan slowly strut his wat to the bed knowing that Wade was drinking in every second of it. He gently pulled Wade close to the end of the bed. Put his legs over his shoulder leans in and softly kisseing wade on the cheek, and whispered barely audibly. Are you ready, Bub? Wade nodded in the affirmative. Then Logan spit in his hand and applied the natural lube to his member and Wade's quivering asshole.

Wade was a willing, if not enthusiastic, bottom. but indeed, he's not a natural bottom. Logan, knowing this proceeded to be gentle

After getting everything in place, Logan said. Look at me, Red. I need you to breathe with me, ok. Once Wade and Logan sincronizd deep relaxing breathing. on the next deep breath, Logan slowly, carefully pushed himself in Wade. It was tight and felt like the finest silk on his shaft. Once he was all the way in he looked down at Wade. Good boy, now once you relax a little, we're going to pick up the pace, but we'll start slow at first. Logan planted another gentile reassuring kiss on Wade's lips before again whispering seductively and mischievously, I'm gonna fuck your brains out bub.

Slowly rhythmically, Logan pumped in and out. As Wade relaxed, he'd pull almost all the way out on a thrust and pushing all the way back in aiming for the prostate each time. Wade gasped as his arms shot up, and he grabbed and held on to Logans biceps.

Logan was not a selfish lover and knew technique was important he hit the spot with every thrust. Wades moaning got more audible. Logan at an even pace picked up speed until his animalistic instincts took over. soon, the only sounds filling the room was that of balls slapping on ass and the primal growling of Logan, it sounded like a lion announcing its kill to the rest of the pride. Logan had his hands on Wade's shoulders when he popped his claws again, he dug in to the mattress and rested the sharp end of the blades on Wade's shoulders so that they just bit in to his skin with every thrust. He was now going at an inhuman pace, Wade was lost in the pleasure he'd never been fucked so Intensely.

Logan pulled his claws out of the mattress with one hand, retracted his claws grabbed Wade's cock and stared stroking it,

This was more than Wade could handle. If you keep doing that I'm gonna cum. Logan just looked down at him and stroked and fucked him harder. After a minute and a half of this Wade could sware, he saw new colors. He Yelled "I'M ABOUT TO CUM!" DO IT Logan Yelled back. As his eyes rolled in the back of his head, the damn broke and waves of intense pleasure shot up and down Wade's spine as the release of the most intense orgasm he'd ever experienced took over his body. Almost immediately after, Logan roared and pushed deep inside Wade. Wade could feel Logans cock throbing inside him and then his essence shooting deep inside him, hot and hard.

Logan collapsed on to Wade. Despite being heavy for his size, Wade was happy if not comforted to bear the weight of him, his sweaty weighted blanket, holding him. His Wolverine. A few minutes later, Logan asked. Is that what you had in mind... bub...

Better than I imagined, and I've got a sick imagination. Logan rolled off Wade and sat on the edge of the bed. He took off his mask and set it on the end table. He then proceeded to wipe off Wade with a towel from the clothes hamper and pull him up to the pillows, and got back in to the bed with him. Laying on their sides, he scooted in beside him. Logan threw his arms around Wade and held him tight in a bare hug for a cuddle. Logan nuzzeled into him, his beard tickling him slightly. You know I love you.

"forever right!?" Yeah. Of course forever I didn't give you that ring for nuth'n. Logan kissed his little agent chaos one more time. "You promise, for real. No matter how annoying I get, no matter how many bad jokes I tell" Logan sighed lightly... we're a team, you're my husband now.

Bub, I can't promise you won't piss me off. We both know you will. I can't promise we won't fight. "sometimes I kinda like the fighting" wade Introjects. Brat Logan chuckles under his breath as he grasps his hands and weaves his fingers between his.

What I can promise you is I'll never leave you, I'm done running away. For real this time. When the sun explodes and this earth is a cinder, I'll by your side. when I first met you in that bar in a different reality. from day one, I've wanted to be closer to you, not because of some contrived cosmic link we share, but because I was right on all counts.

You were the one. You were the Wolverine I needed. I vaguely remember you pointing a gun at me. "Oh kitty cat, you know foreplay is a little different for us" Logan hated being called kitty but let it go. He just cuddled as close as possible and hoped Wade could feel the affection he had for him radiating through his body.

"You know Al is going to be pissed about the broken door and all the blood on the couch" We'll worry about that later I'll get us a new door we will clean up the living room. But that's a problem for a few hours from now. Until then, I'm going to hold you and tell you how much I love you.

And so he did. The sun came up, and the dawn of the new year creeped over the horizon. The first of many countless years. But they always lived in the moment. Witnessing births, deaths, experiencing life's Joys raising a few children of their own. Giving Luara away at her wedding. Holidays spent with friends and family.

In time, they found others like themselves. Exceptionally long lived people, a few of those whome would also live to see the end of time. They formed a small community. Comforted each other for the friends and lovers lost and eventually heading out into the stars. Billions of years later, they were there. Logan and Wade hand in hand at the end of the universe, waiting hoping, curious because after all that time, at the doorstep of this moment, they didn't know what happened next. But if the answer was adventure, they were ready for it. They were always ready for that.

The end.

If this were a Marvel movie the credits would roll. The song Need Your Love by Felix Cartal and Karen Harding plays in the background.

If you stay to the end, a scene opens up. On what appears to be a large space station or starship. There is a transparent panel, we can see two figures standing in. We zoom in and see that it is Deadpool and Wolverine. Basking in the light of the last dying star. Pulses quickening and a little nervous they both embrace sharing one last kiss as the light dims. The passion they had for each other burns just as intense as it did that day eons ago in a long forgotten place called New York. The light of the star dims and extinguishs. Finally, for the last time, It fades to black. Only they know what happened after that.

An unfathomable amount of time worth of adventures and stories exist

Deadpool and wolverine will return in

Kights of Kansas city.

Been alittlewhile but the homo grind never stops ‼️‼️

I'm absolutely committed to the idea Wade is super into Logan biting him.

Bite of the 13th🩸

Vignette/Scene 5

Wade's perspective. Late October 2024 Earth-10005

Storms of the heart or the morning after.

Wade woke up early that morning, he wanted to get to the laundromat before business started hopping. also there was a certain comfort to the liminal space that was a business without anyone in it during the early or late hours. Wade's preferred laundromat was located at the corner of 34th and Union Street.

It wasn't necessarily close to the apartment, but the short train ride and walk made for a nice distraction. Distraction is exactly what Wade thought he needed after last night when Vanessa kindly but firmly plunged the metaphorical knife in his heart. Wade knew that was an exaggeration. But for fuck sake hurt people are allowed the occasional hyperbole. He'd spent the evening prior crying in to the upholstery of the couch and Dogpools fur. Logan had gone to bed early or He'd try for some sympathy from logan and bury his face in his furry chest, even if he got stabbed for it, it would distract from the pain in his heart and Al was out with friends or he'd probably try to inflict her with his sorrows too.

Though upset, heartbroken, and depressed he wasn't upset with Vanessa. She's an adult allowed to make her own life decisions and she did her best to be kind. He was a little pissed at his live-in totally not boyfriend "were just friends" room mate/bedfellow who thought Wade hadn't noticed his claw prints all over his little Scheme to set up the two of them.

Wade went along with it because, believe it or not he did still love Vanessa, but he also loved the ball of claws, muscle, and body hair he called Logan. "That's right folks if pegging made you uncomfortable let's have an intellectual conversation about polyamorous relationships with your favorite pansexual mercenary" Wade said this to no one but he knows there's an audience, it's the only thing he knows for sure.

Wade loaded the washing machine and poured in what would be entirely too much oxi clean for normal clothes. Blood might not stain red spandex, but it sure as hell didn't smell great after a few days. He'd go a few doors down, get a bagel, and wait.

The waiting was the worst part of laundry day. It leads to introspective thoughts "almost as if the author of this story wanted me alone and away from home, to torture me with my own thoughts, there's a laundromat 4 blocks away from the apartment! it's more expensive, yeah! But it has a working Galaga machine... Wouldn't want me distracted though... Dick!" *Wade throws his hands in the air in exasperation* he was going to have to let Logan know what happened with Vanessa. He knew that'd upset him, especially since he went to the trouble of setting up a few of what you might call a parody of something like a meet cute. oh it was funny, call the both of us arrange a little get together and suddenly the only people at the Arcade for fun day was Vanessa and I we'd get a text from him saying the L train was having delays or he and Althea just couldn't get a cab to stop for them.

It seemed like Penut wanted us together as badly as Wade wanted to be with her... But the best laid plans of mice and men often go astray, and a lonely little merc sits in Flushing, Queens with his Bagel, his coffee, and time. Time is something that Wade already had in abundance. In the biological sense, he was Immortal. Short of falling in a black hole or some other cosmic power he couldn't die. He knows, he tried to kill himself multiple times. However, more pressing things were coming up that had to be taken care of. The big bag o' money was getting light... Dog food, groceries, date nights, extravagant costumes everything really is expensive, especially in New York and that's before the price of ammunition, new guns to replace the old ones you threw at people when you ran out of ammunition... the bills rack up.

Wade is going to need to take another freelance job soon, he'd agreed to a security detail job last night. the payday was shit compared to something juicy like assassination or corporate espionage stealing prototypes. But it'd get them through the next month. Logan once said to him that he didn't mind the killing. Killing is what he did best. But he wished Wade would take jobs with less morally gray leaning on black implications. Considering this came from a guy who fought the confederacy and Nazis Wade wanted to make what historians and archeologists would call his roommate happy and tried to find such work. Logan to his credit, had been helping and pays his now 3rd of the rent. He picks up odd jobs, day labor stuff. Construction picking up heavy shit. Keeping a low profile. at least he listened to Wade about that.

Logan was accustomed to hard physical labor and it seemed to bring him peace and that is something wade his grateful for. His little Honey badger is even down to one bottle of Jack daniels a week. he really wishes he could talk to him tonight. But after laundry, he'll walk the dog pack a bag and head to Laguardia airport. By the time Logan gets home from work, he'll be on his way to Mexico to guard some diplomat or crime boss, or whatever he didn't read the details, he'd be gone for 48 hours tops. not including layovers. Until then, he'd sit brood, worry, and mourn.

*Bonus scene*

*wade looks up and faces what he knows is the audience* "This prick loves drama and a slow burn" it starts to rain outside. Thankfully, a certain thoughtful civil war veteran tucked several tyvek garment bags in Wade's laundry bag for his clean suits. He smiles to himself pulls out his phone to watch some YouTube videos and folds his clothes.

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