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He was hot all over... A sheen of sweat covered every inch of skin...
Logan lay on his bed, clothes thrown around the room, his body melting into the mattress. He moved slightly, groaning to himself as the bed creaked loudly.
Logan had moved into a cabin with Wade a few weeks ago. Everything was going alright, the winter slowly making way for spring, when Logan went into rut.
He'd dealt with this a few times before, knowing to some extent how to take care of himself... When he was by himself. Logan tried locking himself in the spare bedroom for a few days, but he could tell Wade was getting curious.
He could smell him...
Good god... He smelled amazing... Like gunpowder and leather... Logan held onto a pillow fiercely when he would stroll by, biting into it like it were Wade... Claiming...
Logan pushed those thoughts away, his gaze darting to the door as Wade knocked and opened it, not waiting for a response. "Hey there, tiger, can't help but notice my favorite sour puss has missed out on two days of my signature flapjacks..."
Logan wanted to punch him. Or fuck him. "Get out... I'm not in the mood..." Logan growled as he curled himself into the blankets. Wade watched Logan, observing him closely. "You're going through something... Are you sick?" Wade asked, rushing over. Logan quickly put a hand out, stopping him.
"No. No... I... You need to stay back..." Logan murmured feverishly, grabbing his head as he sat up quickly. Logan fell back on the bed, the leathery notes of his scent clouding his mind.
Wade could see and almost smell how desperate Logan was; he took a few steps forward, sitting at the foot of the bed. Wade gently reached out to caress Logan's calf. "You don't need to push me away anymore..." He murmured.
Logan shuddered, burying his face into his pillows. "Tell daddy what's wrong so he can help his poor Kitten..." Wade cooed, leaning toward Logan. Logan groaned at his words, now just wanting to kick Wade. "Shut the fuck up..." Logan mumbled as he sat up slowly.
Logan looked away, visibly a little embarrassed, "I'm... In a... Phase... Right now... An episode if you will..." Logan wasn't doing a good job explaining anything... Wade blinked a few times, slowly processing what Logan was trying to say.
He gasped, "Is... Is my kitten in heat?" Wade asked incredulously, already taking off his shirt. Logan threw his hands up, waving them profusely, "Hold on- wait a second-" Logan stopped talking, overtaken by Wade's scent. Wade watched Logan writhe on the bed, taking a step back at his hesitation.
Logan held onto his stomach, grabbing the blanket again, "Hot... I'm so... So hot..." He growled. Wade slowly approached, handing Logan his shirt like a peace offering.
Logan couldn't stop staring at that shirt, frozen in place by the smell of it. Logan shook slightly, "Don't do that..." He growled, crouching down slightly. Wade bit his bottom lip, waving his shirt tauntingly, "You know you want it, big boy..."
Logan lunged at the shirt, tackling Wade and breathing in deeply. His nose pressed against Wade's scarred skin, licking and nipping at his ear.
Logan pressed himself to Wade, huffing and growling as he breathed in his scent. Wade slowly slid his hands onto Logan's hips, gasping when Logan whimpered, "Oh...? Do you like that, Kitten...?"
Wade's whispered question went straight to Logan's dick, his entire body shuddering. Logan bit down on Wade's shirt, his hands running over bumpy skin reverently, "Yes... I... I do..."
Logan moaned softly when Wade pushed his hips back, massaging his hip bones with his thumbs. "Well... Never thought you'd be honest with me..." Wade rolled his hips up, smiling wide when Logan whimpered again, "Good boy..."
Logan froze completely at the pet name, his body shaking slightly. "Oh- shit- sorry-" Wade said quickly as he tried to sit up, only to be pushed back onto the floor. Logan kissed Wade passionately, whimpering as Wade rolled his hips up against his hardness.
Logan pulled away, "Don't be sorry..." he growled, moving to the bed slowly, taunting Wade as he crawled to the head of the bed. Wade was on top of Logan before either of them could get comfortable. "Sooo... Good boy is good?" Wade whispered next to Logan's ear.
Logan blushed profusely, "God... Just... Shut the fuck up and fuck me... Wade..." Logan growled, huffing as Wade flipped him onto his back. Wade leaned down to kiss Logan's temple. "You're growling quite a bit, Kitten..." Wade slowly pulled Logan's pants off, looking down as his pants peeled away with a wet squelch.
Wade was dumbfounded for a moment, his silence interrupted by Logan huffing, "Stop staring..." He mumbled. Wade brought a hand to Logan's wet hole, looking up at him with a sweet smile, "I was taken aback by how stunning you are..." He slid a finger through his slick.
Wade brought the fingers to his lips, licking them clean, before returning them to Logan's hole. "Can I not appreciate my favorite meal...?" Wade purred, slowly pushing two fingers into Logan with another lewd noise.
Logan moaned, all from his throat and filled with need, "Wade-" He writhed under the taller man. Logan went to bite into the blanket, only to have his jaw grabbed and pulled back to look at him.
Wade held Logan's gaze, holding his mouth open with the palm of his hand, "Look at you..." Wade murmured. He curled his fingers, pressing against Logan's prostate gently. Teasing.
Logan bucked his hips, moaning and whining as he barely got what he needed. Logan shook his head slightly and his face flushed a deep red as Wade pressed his fingers deeper.
Logan let out a pathetic noise when Wade pulled his fingers out of him, "Ngh- gh-" Logan tried to chase the feeling. Wade slowly shook his head, "Nuh uh... Not yet, Beautiful..." Wade murmured, unzipping his pants.
Logan watched with blown pupils as Wade stroked himself, signing softly as he his close. Wade bit his bottom lip shuddering slightly, "Fuck... You look so hot right now, Baby..." Wade groaned.
Logan released suddenly, covering his chest and stomach in thick, white ropes. The pet names were doing something... Logan bit down on Wade's hand, almost breaking skin.
Wade pulled his hand away with an indignant gasp, "I cannot believe you... After being finger-fucked too..." Wade mumbled. Without warning, he thrust himself fully inside Logan.
Logan's mouth fell open, something in his brain clicking. This was what he really needed...
This was right.
Logan moaned lewdly, pulling at the blankets beneath him desperately. Wade didn't need to move yet. He liked watching Logan squirm a little...
"You're being such a good boy for me..." Wade slowly rolled his hips, earning himself another lewd moan from the man beneath him. Tears pricked Logan's eyes, a single tear falling down his cheek.
He reached for Wade with a shaky hand, "P-Please... Wade... I..." He hesitated. Logan swallowed hard, "I need you... Please..." Logan begged, arching his back slightly.
Wade almost came right then. "Fuck... How could I say no to such a pretty request...?" Wade grumbled, leaning down to kiss Logan sweetly. Logan was more than happy to receive the tender gesture, returning the kiss with an air of yearning.
Wade slowly thrust into Logan, pressing their bodies flush together. "Good God... You're so... Ngh- wet-" Wade's statement was followed by a, particularly loud, wet slap.
Logan's mind was going blank as Wade fucked- Logan sighed, letting his head fall back. No... He wasn't being fucked... This was different... Deeper... Better...
Logan arched his back when Wade slid against his prostate, "Ah- right there- Wade~" Logan nearly screamed. He was thankful they were in the middle of the forest...
Wade hissed when Logan's nails dug into his skin, dragging down his back in an effort to hold on. Wade watched Logan's breath catch and pick up speed, watching Logan's second orgasm of the night.
He slowly pulled himself from Logan, giving him a few moments to breathe. Logan didn't need to look up to know Wade was holding out on him again...
"You didn't cum yet..." Logan growled, his throat scratchy from moaning. Wade tensed, sighing in defeat, "I still don't get how you can tell..." He murmured more to himself than to Logan.
Logan sat up slowly, looking down at Wade's half-hard dick, weeping on the sheets. Logan huffed, "Why don't you go until you finish?" He asked incredulously. Wade laughed softly, shaking his head.
He reached out to gently grab Loans chin, rubbing his bottom lip. "You know I like to take a break between rounds..." Logan growled at Wade's answer, nearly feral in his action.
"Don't you dare... Not today..." Logan growled again, sitting up slowly. Logan leaned forward, gently grabbing Wade's dick, appreciating the weight and heat of it, before stroking him a few times.
He watched Wade gasp and shudder, "No breaks... Not until I'm thoroughly bred..." Logan said firmly. Wade blinked a few times at the request, surprised Logan, of all people, would say something like that.
Without a second thought, Wade flipped Logan over, lifting his hips. "Spread your legs..." He demanded, making Logan shiver and do as told. Logan glanced over his shoulder, his eyes widening when he felt Wade's hands on his ass.
"So obedient... Such a good boy..." Wade murmured, slowly pressing himself into Logan again. Logan pressed his face into the mattress, moaning softly.
Logan let out a gagged noise as Wade lifted him up by his throat, fucking into him deep and hard. Logan let his eyes flutter shut, moans and grunts falling from his lips.
This was everything to them... They'd earned this time together; after taking out that snooty prick at the TVA and saving his timeline, Wade was happy to be this close to Logan.
Logan released, creating a small puddle beneath them, "Way- Wade-" Logan tried, only for his face to be pressed into the mattress again. Wade shook his head, "Now now, Baby... I'm gonna take real good care of you..." Wade cooed.
He leaned down to kiss Logan's shoulder, before setting a quick, firm pace. Logan could only focus on the feeling of Wade thrusting into him, Wade's soothing words going in one ear and out the other.
Wade was getting close. He could feel the heat building in his gut and leaving him in a smooth arc of pleasure. Logan moaned Wade's name as he felt Wade's release fill him.
Wade didn't fuck him... This was them making love... A shared effort that Logan has slowly began to love and appreciate.
"After we get cleaned up, I'm making you pancakes... With blueberries..." Wade mumbled. Logan didn't say anything, simply humming.