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Logan liked living with Wade, it was good. hell he even liked his new universe. There were many differences like Takis and whatever the fuck the Olympics is.
But he liked it.
Living with Wade made him nervous though. Wade was too open about everything, and it was starting to rub off onto Logan which was not good. Wade was getting him to let his guard down and he hadn't even noticed at first.
In the beginning, Logan barely spoke more than a sentence or two. Now, they talked to each other about how their day went, what food they wanted at the store, Wade even got Logan a phone so they could text and he hadn't even argued about it.
He listened as Wade patiently explained his new phone and downloaded a ton of stupid apps Logan wouldn't even use. And he let him.
They had tentatively starting going on "not-dates" but obviously they were dates. The only reason Wade called them "not-dates" is because he didn't want to freak Logan out, and to be fair, it worked.
Mostly just getting food and coming back to the apartment to watch movies that were only in Wade's universe. It had become a pleasant routine.
Logan had even caught himself dozing off on Wade's shoulder the other day. Wade was trying very hard to hide his excitement. Logan said nothing about the blatant show of trust.
Sure, Logan had trusted people in the past, but this was getting ridiculous. The anticipation and warmth of a real relationship was starting to form and it was truly unnerving.
There was one thing that Logan never trusted anyone with though. Sex. Don't get it wrong, Logan likes sex. But for him sex is giving and then getting himself off after. He hadn't let people put hands on him in a long time. The only hands he'd known for years were his own and it was going to stay that way.
Until:
"Honey Bun! I'm home!" Wade yelled, he really didn't need to since the apartment was tiny but Wade doesn't really have an inside voice.
"Yeah yeah, where's the food?" Logan asked sitting on the couch, taking his feet down from the coffee table.
"I'm absolutely hurt that you are more excited for the food than me. Am I not a snack?" Wade rambled.
"Sure. Whatever the fuck that means. Are you just gonna stand there and whine or are you gonna sit and get this show on the road?" Logan bickered.
They both knew he was being what Wade called "fake mean". He called it Logan's love language and said he was honored to be bullied like a high schooler with braces and pimples.
"Aw Snookms, you're just hangry! But don't worry, I got us so much Captain D's we won't be leaving this couch for hours!" Wade exclaimed finally bring the stuff the the coffee table.
"The fuck is a "Captain D's"? Are you making a goddamn dick joke?" Logan asked.
Wade snorted, "Nope I wish I had, they're a food chain with mediocre fish but so much spirit! Also they're cheap."
Dinner and a movie went without a hitch. They watched a movie some ass romcom called 13 Going On 30. The lead actors looked suspiciously like the Elektra they met in the void and The Hulk. When questioned Wade just said, "Yeah, it's the multiverse babe, somewhere out there Jennifer Garner and Mark Ruffalo are getting royalties as we speak!" Whatever the fuck that meant.
They ate the fish, and as the movie was coming to an end, Logan noticed more pain than usual in his hand. Goddamn claws. They didn't always give him hell, he was used to the usual pain when he brought them out, but sometimes the scar tissue inside would cramp up.
"Hun, you good?" Wade broke him out of his thoughts.
"Damn hand's acting up," he muttered. He always became embarrassed when his strength was tested in front of others.
"Aw man that sucks. Sometimes my skin gets more irritated than usual and the only thing that helps is a massage with lotion. Which now that I've said it sounds super sexual but trust me it is not," Wade explained.
Logan just stared silently at his hands, closing and opening them.
"Wanna give it a shot? If it doesn't work you could always try stabbing me? I'm down for whatever you want babygirl!" Wade exclaimed.
Logan rolled his eyes at the stupid nickname but reluctantly nodded.
Wade very gently took the hand that was bothering him and lightly grazed his hands over the knuckles. Logan winced.
"Let me go grab the CBD lotion, I'm telling you it'll work wonders. Also Vanessa is a god at massages but I'm sure I'll do a good rub!" Wade ran to the bathroom and back before Logan could even wince at the innuendo.
"Alright, let's hope this works babe," Wade lathered the lotion onto his hands and gently rubbed it onto Logan's knuckles and fist.
Logan didn't even realize he did it, but once the CBD kicked in and the pain receeded, he let out a groan.
Wade froze, "Baby if you keep making noises like that, this is gonna get really awkward, really fast."
Logan snorted, "Oh yeah?"
Wade did a double take, "The fuck? Is that a flirty tone or is there a knife in my head. I tend to romance people when my brain is damaged."
Logan rolled his eyes, "I'm not one for joking about this shit. You want me to get you off? Then let's go."
"Oh my sweet Marvel Jesus, I've died and gone to heaven. Or I'm about to die by getting dicked down by a Wolverine! But as they say "glory, glory, what a helluva way to die!" Babe I am so ready. I'm not a natural bottom but anything for my honey badger!" Wade rambled and rambled.
"Who said anything about fucking? I said getting you off. Now you gonna stand there or are you gonna sit down on that couch and take what I give ya?" Logan demanded.
"Hooolyy shit! I'm loving where this is going, also no train to penetration station? That's a shame, but it's good to know you a virtuous Wolverine that doesn't just give it all away so soon. I personally love slowburns." Logan had no clue what Wade was saying but knelt before him, knees on the hard wood.
"Oh my god. Greatest moment of my life. Whare is my polaroid I need to document this-" Wade is cut off by Logan sucking his dick like he needs it to survive. Wade promptly shuts up.
Logan smirked, well as well as he could.
He ran his tongue up the underside of Wade's dick, feeling out the texture and driving Wade insane.
Wade tried to fuck his mouth and Logan impaled his claws into his hips. Wade just groaned louder and continued to fuck his mouth, despite it ripping his hips to shreds.
Logan pulled off, "Cut that shit out. You take what I give you, or I bite it off!" He growled.
Wade just fucking giggled, "Peanut, I'd be SO honored! Don't threaten me with a good time!"
Logan growled again, bared his teeth and dove back in, bobbing his head, drool dripping out of his mouth. Wade bucked into his mouth again, tempting him.
Logan then promptly took as much of Wade he could possible fit in his mouth, and bit it off.
"oh FUCK," Wade yelled, Logan couldn't tell if it was from pain or pleasure.
Logan spat it out onto the hardwood beside him, "Holy Christ on a cracker, I couldn't tell if you were serious. I'm so glad you were. Give me like a brief intermission and it'll be back."
"Who said I was stopping?" Logan grinned.
He lapped at the blood where Wade's dick once was, Wade winced but stared at him with such a look of...Logan couldn't tell but it was too fond. He pushed Wade so he was leaning back.
Logan crawled on top of him, legs bracketing his once bleeding hips. He sniffed his neck and then suck his teeth in. Wade moaned again, "You're just full of surprises, marking me up? Making me yours? I'm cool with it!"
Logan snarled and scraped his teeth around Wade's body, opening his skin and licking up the blood until it healed. He had truly met his match.
Eventually he felt a twitch against his leg and saw Wade's dick had grown back. He grinned at Wade, sliding back down between his knees, his crotch bumping Wade's knee on the way down. He stifled a groan, he'd deal with himself later.
He took Wade back into his mouth, like he never left. Logan could tell this new dick was more sensitive than the last, probably because it had just barely regrown. Something possessive curled in his chest. This one was His.
"Darling, Babe, Hun, Light of my fucking life, can I stab you?" Wade gasped.
Logan hummmed and bobbed his head, "I want to take that as a yes, but I'm super into consent. Tap my leg for yes."
Logan tapped his leg and then scrapped his his teeth gently along him. Wade almost kicked him because he jolted so hard and then Wade moaned like a damn pornstar.
Wade pulled a knife out of nowhere and stabbed Logan in the shoulder. Logan gasped, sucking harder, and clenching around nothing.
Wade stabbed again, this time in the neck. Logan choked a second, gurgling on blood with Wade still in his mouth. He healed quick enough to not have to stop blowing Wade, but there was blood is all over his dick now.
"Babygirl, you are a whole new level of fucked. I love it! I thought we had that violent sexual tension in that Honda Odyssey! I am just-OH," Wade was cut off by Logan sucking all of his blood off Wade.
Wade tapped Logan gasping, trying to pull back. Logan felt him twitch in his mouth. Logan pulled off, just the head left in his mouth and toyed around with it, a lot more gentle than he'd been previously. Wade came and Logan swallowed it all.
Logan eventually sat back letting Wade's dick fall out of his mouth. He rolled off his knees, planted his feet on the floor, propped his hands on his knees and let his head fall back onto a clear spot on the coffee table.
"Wow. Just WOW. Who knew The Wolverine was the Blowjob Queen and not Timmy? You sucked the soul out of me. Now it's your turn! Don't worry I'm a giver!" Wade joked.
"No need," Logan said sharply and stood stretching his legs.
"I didn't see you got off, hell I never even saw you get hard? Aw babe, is it ED? Don't worry, Viagra is nothing to be ashamed about. Oh or is it small? Itty bitty Wolverine? No problem sugar, I can work with anything!" Wade really never stopped blabbing. He then noticed a shift in Logan.
"Hun I'm just joshing, if there is something wrong that's fine." Wade said sincerely standing in front of Logan.
"Well for one, no dick, well I guess that depends on what you consider a dick. Two, I have a cunt. Three, I don't do reciprocation, I just take care of myself afterward," Logan said sternly.
"Oh. OHHHHHHH! Ok I can totally work with that. Well the pussy part, ha pussy part is so fun to say! But seriously, Peanut, trust issues are understandable, you've had a pretty fucked up time of it all, but there's nothing to be scared or ashamed about! You just put your whole back into that blowjob and I'd LOVE to return the favor. I've got experience with every flavor of sex out there so you're in good hands. Besides, what's the worst that could happen? If you don't like it, you can kill me and then go with your original plan!" Wade rambled on and on.
Logan felt nervous. He was never really nervous anymore. He couldn't put his finger on why he said what he said next but it happened anyway: "Fine."
"OH EM GEEEEEE! Fuck yeah baby, I'm gonna eat you out like a goddamn champion! Wanna take this to the bedroom?" Wade asked quirking his eyebrows suggestively.
Logan groaned but followed him and thanked god Al was out of the apartment.
Wade tried to push Logan onto the bed but Logan grabbed his wrist and threw him onto his back, crawling up the bed. He peeled his white beater tank off.
"Baby I thought you couldn't get any hotter but here we are! Look at those beauties!" Wade squealed grabbing Logan's pecs. He knew he should be offended, but he let Wade have his fun.
Wade then wrappped his arms around Logan and stuck his face directly into his pecs. Muffled, Logan heard and felt him say, "Ohh you smell so good, like musk and leather."
Logan rolled his eyes and put his hands on Wade's shoulders to push him off but paused and realized their position was strangely like a hug. Logan shivered, just barely, and threwWade off of him, his head hit the head board but Wade was unphased as usual.
Logan peeled his grey sweatpants off and then his boxers. He chucked them somewhere over his shoulder and turned back to Wade who had his mouth agape.
"What asshole? Change your mind or do you just have some dumb joke?" Logan grunted out.
"I have definitely died and gone to heaven. This is the most glorious bush I've ever seen. Ness was always a clean shaven or neatly trimmed girl, but baby I'm gonna be pulling hair out of my teeth tonight and I'm READY! Put me in coach!" Wade exclaimed and waved his hand in that air.
Logan rolled his eyes and shuffled so that his knees were on either side of Wade's head, "You better save your breath now cause once I sit, you're not getting air til I cum, you got it?"
"Oh baby talk porno to me, I'd rather suffocate than come up for air. Let me at it-" Logan promptly cut him off by sitting on his face.
He felt Wade groan on him and shook a little. This definitely wasn't going to last long. The last time anyone else had touched him was Scott and Jean... He wouldn't think about them right now.
Wade went back and forth from toying with his dick to sticking his tongue inside him. As annoying the bastard was about sex, he was right about being experienced.
Wade scaped his teeth on Logan's dick and it was over.
Logan clenched down and squeezed his thighs around Wade's head, sticking his claws into the wall behind the bed. Once he was finally done, he sat up, removed his claws from the drywall, and rolled to lay beside Wade.
"Damn I was hoping you'd pop my head like a watermelon! Maybe next time. You have officially filled my spank bank forever. Also that was a little quick but I'll give you a pass, you're old and you were already worked up by the couch fiasco. So-" Wade prattled on.
"Jesus Christ you truly never stop talking!" Logan interrupted. He sounded frustrated but couldn't hide the fondness in his voice.
Wade turned and faced him and smiled, "Aw I'm sure you'll get a break when you smother me in my sleep later tonight!"
Logan giggled and hit him (albeit very softly) on the chest.
Wade sputtered, "Was that a fucking giggle, from The Wolverine? Man, what reality am I in and how do I stay here forever?! If Lawrence Fishburn came in right now and offered me the pills, I'd take the blue pill cause if this shit is fake, don't wake me up!"
"This ain't the Matrix, Bub," Logan chuckled.
"You got my Matrix reference?! Whatever I did to deserve this was worth it. Dear God, I'm in love with you!" Wade exclaimed.
Logan froze.
So did Wade.
"Wow did NOT mean to say that out loud, damn that's awkward. Just ruined a perfectly good friends with benefits and probably earned a claw to the head. You see this is why they call me The Merc with the Mouth, I just don't know when to shut the fuck-"
Logan cut him off by kissing him. Wade, not expecting it, jumped and bumped their teeth.
So not a smooth start, but it got better. It was way more gentle than all the proceeding events.
Logan pulled back, "I can' count on one hand the amount of people I've loved and who have loved me. And all of them but you are long dead. Whenever I get attached, people die. Simple as that. So of course, I got the most annoying, selfless, reckless, loud mouth, bastard who can't die. I think it just might work."
Wade smiled, "Oh yeah?"
"Is that a flirty tone or is there a knife in your head?" Logan smirked.
"Peanut, we already have an inside joke! Thank fuck for callbacks and good fanfic writers!" Wade winks.
Logan just rolled his eyes and ignored him, crawling back on top of Wade this time lower.
"Oh I like with this is going, is there risk for little Poolverines running about in 9 months? Cause I got condoms somewhere in this shit hole," Wade asked.
Logan shook his head and began to sink down onto Wade.
They both gasped and groaned as he made his way down. The burn was still prominent even after Wade ate him out. Logan winced a bit but didn't stop til he was sat.
"Babe you are tighter than a nun, and I know this because I've fucked a Nun," Wade joked.
"Damn, I thought my cunt would render you speechless. Maybe this will," Logan said clenching down on Wade.
"Ohhhhh" is all Wade could muster.
Logan smiled sharply, like an animal about to eat and began to bounce. Wade fucking whimpered which definitely did something for him.
They both won't last long probably. They're old and on round two.
Logan dug his claws back into the wall where they were before which forced Wade to sit up a bit and wrap his arms around Logan's waist.
Logan had begun to wear himself out, his stamina wasn't what it once was and his legs were weak and jelly like from the first orgasm. Wade seemed to notice this, gently pulledLogan's claws out of the wall, and flipped them.
Wade stuck his fingers in the holes left in the wall by Logan and began to fuck him in earnest, "I see why you did that, we need some handle bars or something up there. Or we could reuse these holes and just put a painting over it when we aren't fucking."
Logan snorted, looking Wade in the eyes. His eyes were filled with such humor and admiration, Logan didn't even realize how close he was until he was gone. And he knew it was that look on Wade's face that had sent him over the edge.
He was sure he saw stars for a solid minute, when he came back to himself Wade was fucking him senselessly and mercilessly. Logan winced at the overstimulation, but unsurprisingly loved the pain. He smiled up at Wade, "You almost done, Bub?"
Wade groaned and Logan felt him twitch and leak inside of him. The warmth spread through him and made him clench down even though he was spent. If Logan weren't so damn exhausted that alone would've spurred on another round.
"Aw you like it when I fill you up, huh? Don't worry Hun, there is definitely more of that in store for tomorrow. For now we need a wet towel and a painting for that wall," Wade said gesturing to the mess in the wall above them.
Logan laughed, a full hearty laugh. And Wade immediately joined in. They laughed and laughed and then Logan felt a tear roll down his cheek.
He was crying.
He then felt a tear splash his chest and realizesd Wade was crying too.
"Oh FUCK we're crying after sex. Specifically missionary, goddammit! Oh we'll never live this down. If I'd have cried when you bit my dick off, that would've been fine, reasonable even! But this?!? Oh we're so lame!" Wade rambled.
Logan laughed but cried harder too.
"Logan, are you ok?!" Wade asked, being genuine.
Logan wiped the snot and tears from his face, "God no, but I'm starting to be."
Wade smiled wide, "God I love you."
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Logan mumbled.
"Aw we even made an indirect Star Wars reference! We are such a power couple," Wade said sloppily cleaning them up and then flopped back down onto Logan, laying his head on his chest.
Logan sighed and wraped his arms around Wade. They may be fucked up, but at least they're fucked up together.
"Peanut, did we get a cat? Or are you purring?!" Wade squealed.
Logan almost pushed him off, almost.
"Go the fuck to sleep asshole."