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✨ Poolverine/Deadclaws fic ✨

Logan sat on the foot of the bed lightly grasping the pasty yellow comforter beneath him. His face redding by the second. Shallow breaths left him as he watched the bathroom door, listening for any movements coming from inside. Logan’s heart pounded rapidly as he anxiously, impatiently tapped his feet against the carpeted floor.

The suspense was killing him.

Finally the sound of the shower running stopped, steam suddenly filling the bedroom as a tall lean man in a towel walked out. A toothbrush rested in his mouth as he gave Logan a little wave, then turned to open the closet drawer, scrounging through to find something to clothe himself with.

Logan studied his roommate's body intensely, his scared and mangled skin gleaning with water and steam. Wolverine’s claws slid out piercing into the blanketed bed in desire. Logan’s mind began to wander, as his claws tangled with the mattress springs. Letting out a sigh of pleasure at his fantasies on accident.

Logan’s half dressed companion slowly turned around with a smirk on his face. Making Logan swallow loudly.

He had heard him.

“Awe is the little kitty in heat?” Wade asked, tilting his head slightly and pouting his lip in an innocent way slowly walking up to Wolverine.

Stopping a few inches away from his face Wade lightly grazed Logan’s thigh causing Logan to bite his lip.

Touching his lips to his ear, Deadpool softly purred, “You want me to breed you, Honey Badger?”.

Suddenly Logan unsheathed his claws from the bed and into Wade earning an “oomph” from him as he hit the wall.

“Fucking asshole,” Wolverine sneered underneath his breath, standing up to look down at Deadpool.

“Ooo degradation, me likey, likely,” Wade replied, blowing out one of Logan’s legs with his heel causing Logan to hit the floor.

Quickly grabbing a dagger from the dresser above Deadpool roughly stabbed Wolverine in the thigh using the dagger handle to drag them closer in vicinity. Logan loudly growled in pain, punching Wade across the face then pulling the dagger from his thigh and jabbing it up into Wade’s rib cage.

They now sat panting only inches away from each other's faces, both of their breathing heavy and unbalanced. Logan pulled the dagger out slowly making intense eye contact with Wade then shoved the weapon into the drywall they sat propped up on.

Wade, the toothbrush still in his mouth, spat it out onto Logan’s lap, licking his lips tauntingly while doing so. Logan got up on his knees letting the brush fall to the floor, spit flying in the air.

“They made you out to be a bottom in the comics so let’s see if you're canon or fanon bub,” Wolverine grinned mischievously, unbuckling his belt and pulling his dark washed jeans down to his ankles.

“Who gave you permission to 4th wall break, Peanut,” Deadpool smiled back grabbing Logan’s left shoulder and lightly wrapping his legs around Wolverine’s waist, “Just cuz every relationship I’ve had has been me getting booty fucked doesn’t mean I’m incapable of taking you to pound town buddy,”.

Logan laughed wildly at both the thought of Wade being capable of topping and also the overwhelming amount of urge in his body that hoped Wade was genuinely serious about this so-called “pound town” he wanted to take him too.

They made eye contact, both grinning at each other smugly. A hand then cupped Wolverine’s buttcheek

finally setting both over the edge. Forcing all of the sexual tension built up from the room Wade and Logan met each other's lips strongly, allowing boths tongues to glide and search their mouths.

With warm breath Logan brought his mouth down to Wade’s neck prickling the still semi wet mercenary cold skin with sweet kisses and pecks. Wade, still cupping Wolverine’s dumpy, used his other hand to grip Logan’s hair, shivering every time as his soft but somehow still chapped lips met Wade’s neck.

Logan grinded into Wade’s hips, both of them ultra hard. Deadpool whined softly as he uncupped Wolverine’s asscheek forcing his hands onto Logan’s hips motioning him faster and harder on their crotches.

Logan kept on Wade’s neck, hardly nipping his skin with his teeth trying to draw blood without Wade knowing.

“Hey don’t worry, the immortality makes the stds go away just in case you didn’t want to have to tell the fam the reason your passing is cuz of my raging gonorrhea and aids,” Deadpool laughed out awkwardly breaking the heat filled silence, still roughly rotating his lower body into Wolverine’s.

“You don’t fuck with suspense or what pretty boy, you wanna get straight to the hard core fucky don’t you,” Logan hummed knowing that what he was doing was probably the worse thing Wade has ever had to experience, slow burn sex.

“Never really done this lovey dovey kinda shit before, also your just really fucking smoking Wolvie and if you don’t get inside me soon I think I might rat you out to the authorities with 3 pounds of cocaine, and a maxi pad filled with dog sperm, if you can’t get inside me the only thing your getting inside is Alcatraz,” Wade complained, threatingly joking while tugging at Logan’s boxers with a pleading face.

Logan rolled his eyes, taking his mouth off of Wade’s neck and pressing his lips lightly onto Wade’s. Wade, surprised by this feeling, this moment of peace and serenity that he had never truly, truly felt before, kissed back.

Was this love?

“Dude… I am so wet right now,” Wade answered the kiss, melting over how passionate the incredibly horny man on top was to him. Trying so hard to not touch himself over the sight of the crazed, ferocious in passion man Deadpool with strong intentions forced himself on top of Logan.

Logan had just shown him a feeling he had never felt before and now he wanted to feel it forever.

Logan hitting the floor now looking up at his roommate to see the same overwhelming emotion and energy than Wolverine could adhere too.

They had both just found their person.

The person that truly understood everything.

Someone to finally fulfill his and his’s crazy.

Deadpool held Wolverine’s head in his hands rubbing his finger across his prickly unshaven cheek.

They both just stared in awestruck silence.

In awestruck love.