#ler!deadpool

Logan sat on the edge of the bed with his face solemn. He wasn't sure why, but he just felt......off for some reason. And the fact that he didn't even know why he felt like this was pushing him into a more foul mood.

Wade was puttering around the room as he got dressed for the day, jabbering on mindlessly about some television show he'd been watching and Logan had all about tuned him out by this point.

"And then that rat bastard Myung-gi killed my beloved Thanos! Ugh! So upsetting. Well that's just how it goes, I guess. It's either kill or be killed in the Squid Games. It low key does look kind of fun actually. Any predictions to who is going to make it to the final game?" He turned around to find his companion spacing out and staring blankly at the wall.

The next thing Logan knew Wade was knelt in front of him with his face at his eye level, pursing his lips to blow a little puff of air into the distracted man's face to get his attention.

"Yoohoo....Is anyone in there? Got any commentary to add to the Squid Games saga?"

Logan of course hadn't been listening, making him frown more now that Wade had proved just that.

"What's wrong, Peanut? We've literally just woken up so there's no way that I've already maxxed out your tolerance limit for me yet," Wade joked like he normally did to try to lighten the mood while Logan remained straight-faced and shook his head.

"Sorry. I really don't know. Just my mind gettin' the best of me again. Nothing unusual," he shrugged, looking down at the floor with Wade knowing he had to take the reins here.

"That's alright, we won't let it ruin your day. If we work together I know we can put it to rest," Wade smiled as he placed his hands on Logan's shoulders and moved to straddle his lap, "Now look at me and try to relax your breathing like we've practiced. Don't be scared. I'm right here with you."

"I'm not scared, Wa- ," he was cut off when Wade threw his arms around his head and pulled it against his chest as he began gently stroking Logan's hair.

"Shhshh, it's okay now. You're safe with me."

Logan rolled his eyes but found Wade's attempts to cheer him up a lot of times would end up working out in the end. Taking a deep breath, he nodded while Wade released him and then cupped the sides of his face to make him look into his eyes.

"You have to want this too. If I could reach into your brain and flick a switch to make you instantly feel better then I would. Just concentrate on me and enjoy the moment. Tell any bad feelings you have to kick rocks," he combed his fingers through the facial hair along Logan's jawline, taking the first step as Logan focused on that and started to relax.

He momentarily closed his eyes while a contented groan escaped him from the soothing touch, feeling Wade's thumbs delicately slide up his face and start to brush over his shut eyelids.

"That's it. Give into the now and let any tension inside of you just melt away," Wade spoke softly, smiling when he felt Logan's hands settle onto his lower back in response. His thumbs continued upward to massage at his forehead, receiving another moan as Logan's head rolled back a little.

"There we are. Doesn't that feel nice, sugar tits?"

Logan opened his eyes, unable to stop from smiling a little as he looked at the man in front of him. Wade was far from being perfect, but the amount of care he showed towards Logan was unmatched in any universe.

Despite his chaotic personality, he somehow managed to bring Logan an overwhelming level of comfort and had even gotten him to not be so bottled up and to lighten up a little more. He was a lot happier these days, even if his mind still threw him for a loop every now and then.

But it didn't matter what the situation, Wade had his back through everything and refused to ever give up on him no matter how many times Logan tried to push him away. He wasn't sure exactly what made Wade want to pursue him in the first place, but in the end, he was glad that he had.

As Wade's eyes stared into his affectionately and his fingers continued to gently caress his scalp Logan felt the feeling of butterflies in his stomach, which was not something he'd experienced much in his lifetime. The feeling put him in a state of serenity and had him thinking that he could seriously marry this idiot someday.

Still, even with all of these relaxed feelings flooding his brain right now he couldn't quite shake that nagging feeling that he'd started with at the back of his mind.

Sure this was all good, but it wasn't what he needed right now. He craved a little rougher action. Something to blow off some steam. He could see that Wade was too busy focusing on enjoying the moment with his forehead leaned against his own as he let out a happy sigh. 

The sight of the normally hyperactive Wade being this calm while he himself was feeling more than restless triggered something inside of him. It was like an itch that he had to scratch. He needed to provoke the merc somehow to get him to change direction of their current situation and engage in a more physical altercation. 

Nothing violent though. While the two of them enjoyed a good brawl together they saved that as an outside-the-apartment activity to keep the peace with Wade's other roommate, Blind Al. He still remembered how pissed she had been about how the apartment had reeked of blood for weeks back before the rule had been created.

Wrestling and grappling with each other proved to be a little less messy and was a good middle ground because it at least helped Logan get some of his pent-up energy out, even if they did occasionally break things in the apartment to get scolded over later. 

There were still a few rules to follow with the obvious being no claws or weapons, though there was also stuff like no biting or punching or eye-gouging. Anything really that might risk any blood being spilt. 

It was usually pretty evenly matched with Wade's cunning tactics versus Logan's brute strength, meaning the scuffle could last for hours at a time. Which is why Wade started seeking out all options to get the edge to one up his partner.

It was a surprise to the both of them when Wade's first joking 'coochie coo' ended up getting a startled laugh out of Logan and instantly destroyed his confident posture. He was doomed after that and started to lose more and more due to the fact that Wade frequently loved to cheat every time he managed to get him pinned by literally tickling him to tears.

And Logan would let him. Not only because he saw how much fun Wade had with it, but it also didn't take him long to realize that laughing himself breathless while struggling to get away was ultimately better at helping him to unwind than being in an actual fight. The serotonin boost he experienced from it all was unreal.

Returning the favor didn't come naturally to him because he'd always seen the concept of tickling as being something too silly for the likes of a guy like him to engage in. But then again, he had never been involved with a guy like Wade before who positively thrived off of things of that nature.

So little by little he started figuring out the merc's weak points and began using Wade's uncensored mouth as a reason to sneak in retaliatory pokes and ticklish squeezes. Or even if Wade himself was feeling a little down Logan liked having a way to coax a smile onto his face and Wade always appreciated that effort.

Still he had never gone full-force on Wade yet to really let him have it. Mainly because he was admittedly a little nervous about what Wade would do back to him, but at this moment it didn't seem like such a bad idea. As stupid as it sounded, a real, no holds barred tickle fight could be just what he needed to drive away the nagging feeling that he had.

He decided he was going for it, and he couldn't hold back the smile as he moved a hand into position deceptively harmless on Wade's left side.

Meanwhile, Wade was just relishing in the feeling of his skin against Logan's, which was quite warm and felt comforting. Loving, physical touch wasn't something that Logan had allowed right away, but Wade eventually broke him down and made him see what he'd been missing all this time.

And now Logan could hardly get enough of it. His heightened senses made him very sensitive to being touched and the way that Wade would pet and caress him so softly brought pleasures to him that he didn't know were even possible.

Not to mention Wade was a little touch-starved himself since he'd last been with Vanessa. His appearance made most people not want to even get within ten feet of him so it had been a while since he'd been close with another human being so intimately.

But Logan wasn't like others and had found Wade's skin to be fascinating in a way and even appealing. The texture was a strong contrast to his own and he found that the feeling of it against his sensitive skin to be very stimulating and enjoyable, which in turn made Wade feel more confident about his body again.

Wade didn't know it was possible to love someone as much as he had Vanessa, but here he was. Totally smitten with the Wolverine of all people. One of his top ten fantasies for sure, which he'd naturally been over-eager to share with Logan.

He didn't know how long this whole thing would last, but he'd try everything in his power to not fuck this one up. The fact that they were alike in many ways, including the major one of being unable to die, gave him a lot of hope and always had him imaging what their future would bring.

Marriage? Life-long vows? A little house on the prairie? Finding a way to procreate and have micro-sized Wades and Logans running around? The possibilities were infinite!

Wade was finally pulled from his daydreaming when the hand settled on his waist began gently squeezing into the flesh, triggering the sensitive nerves in his skin that immediately forced him into giggles.

"Hehey! Logahahahan...B-Baby cahahaakes- heheheheehee- You're tihihickling me," he wiggled in place as he didn't do much to stop it, surprised that Logan had stooped to what he frequently referred to as childish nonsense, especially when he hadn't done anything to antagonize him.

"Oh? Am I? Had no idea," Logan's lips drew into a smirk as his hand slid down a little further to pinch at a good spot he knew of on Wade's hip, making the slimmer man let out an amusing squealing yelp before his hands flew down to grab onto Logan's wrists.

He playfully glared at his boyfriend who retained his look of feigned ignorance to what he had just done.

"I'm pretty sure you know deep down in your caked-up posterior that it's a bad idea to take on me. You're treading dangerous waters, my foolish honey badger. So you stop that now and let me love on you. I'm trying to be nice here," Wade pushed Logan's hand to the side away from him and once he was satisfied he returned to his attempts to be soothing as he started placing soft kisses onto Logan's face.

But Logan wasn't interested. He had smelled blood in the water and now couldn't resist the urge he felt to be the one to wreak a little havoc and completely throw Wade off of his game for once.

"Nice, huh.....Yeah......Well I'm not...."

Wade had no time to react before Logan's hands latched onto his sides and started viciously scribbling at his ribcage as Wade jerked back and immediately tried to curl over in protection. All was in vain though and a split second later he was thrashing in Logan's lap as he laughed and squealed from being tickled mercilessly.

"You ohohovergrohohown weheheheheasel! Aaahahahahahah! Yohohohou're gonna fuhuhuhuhucking dieheeheehee!"

"Oh no, I'm shaking in my boots, darlin'," Logan replied sarcastically with a devious grin as he stepped up his attack, both hands shooting down to Wade's sensitive hips to dig in with his surprisingly quick fingers.

"Hohoholy shihihihhiit! Nooohohoohoooo! Noohohohoot thehehehere!" Wade arched his back and flailed even more spastically as helpless laughter rippled out of him, his hands clinging onto Logan's but having no ability to remove them.

In his desperation to escape, Wade threw all of his weight backwards as he toppled out of Logan's lap and hit the floor with a loud thump. He was only down for a moment as he panted to catch his breath before hearing a mocking snort and looked up to find Logan shaking his head.

"Wow. You're some big-shot assassin, huh? Tch, pretty fuckin' pathetic."

Wade processed his teasing insult as he observed the way Logan was leaning back on his hands on the bed and leering at him with a sly smile. He wasn't tense or in a position of looking to defend himself from Wade's inevitable revenge.

His brain didn't take long to see that it was clearly obvious that Logan was baiting him. The Wolverine wasn't in the mood for tranquility and meditation. He wanted to play. 

Wolverine wanting to start a tickle fight with him was definitely not something he thought he'd ever see, but Wade was one thousand percent thrilled to oblige. In a split-second he had scrambled to his feet and lunged at the other man, knocking him back onto the bed just as his fingers buried into his armpits for some payback.

Logan was just as ticklish, if not more, and Wade was very familiar with every weak spot on his body. He quickly had the X-man in a fit of deep belly laughter as he thrashed with his arms clamped down uselessly, trying to wriggle up the bed to get out from underneath his companion.

"Well well well, look what the fuck we've got here. Weren't you just talking some shit a moment ago? Look who completely falls to pieces when being tickled. And I thought I was dealing with the tough as nails Wolverine here," he pretended to sound surprised while he grinned widely, not letting up one millimeter.

"The- They dohohohon't cahahall me the wohohohohorst- ahahahhahaha- worst Wolverihihihihiine fohohor noh- nohohohohothin'!"

Wade chuckled at the uncontrollable snorts expelling from Logan as he tried to catch his breath between laughs. He found it absolutely adorable.

"Well you got what you wanted, didn't you? And now you're going to fucking pay. For your information I accept Bitcoin, IOUs, gratuitous hand jobs, or the sweet, angelic sounds of Wolvie giggles. I see you've already selected your payment option."

"Shihihihiit! Okaahaahaaay! Truce! Truhuhuhuuuce!" Logan pleaded through his mirth when he found that there was no escape as Wade just gazed down at him skeptically.

"A truce you want, eh? Somehow, I get the feeling that you're not being one hundred percent sincere about that. Go on and explain to me exactly why I should believe you," Wade remained wary and only dug deeper under his arms, making it more of a struggle for Logan to get his words out clearly.

"B-Beheeheehee- Becahahahause- Hahahahaha- 'Cahahause you lohohove meheeheehee!"

"Ugh, you lousy, cheating motherfucker. You just had to pull that goddamn sappy ass card, didn't you?" Wade groaned but relented anyways, "Okay fine fine, I got you back so I guess we can call it eve- Gaah!"

Wade was naive to think that Logan had learned his lesson as the feral man sprang up from the bed to quickly switch positions before grinning a fanged grin down at his prey.

"You're such a fuckin' sucker, Wilson."

"Cock sucker if you want to be specific, though I'd like to remind you that I'm not just a whore and have many other redeeming qualitIEEHEEHEES!" Wade was back to squealing helplessly as Logan kneeled on his legs to hold them down so he could attack his thighs.

"Always blabberin' away, aren't ya Mouth? Ya just never know when to shut the fuck up," Logan teased while his large hands massaged into the softer insides of Wade's thighs, producing the most satisfying cackles as Wade's upper body flailed about comically.

Logan was being a little facetious because he knew the thighs were Wade's most ticklish spot that he had found. It didn't take much there to drive him into a frenzied state to where he would be too overwhelmed with laughter to really be able to utter any intelligible words.

"Naaahahahahaheheeheeheeheee! Sto- hahahahahahahaa! Thahahahaat's uhuhuhunfaaaahaahaahahahahair!"

"Hmm? Didn't understand a word of that. Did you ask for me to never stop? Well okay, if that's what your demented ass wants then who am I to hold that from ya?" He managed to get his hands around to the backs of the legs that now had Wade shrieking to the high heavens.

Logan felt a pleasant tingle in his mind from the fact that he had Wade squirming and squealing underneath him as a mild form of bloodlust started to take over. It stroked something inside of him that he hadn't felt before, and he was finding that he actually didn't want to stop. He finally started to understand Wade's point of view when he was the one being subjected to the same.

Speaking of Wade's point of view, he was absolutely floored by the events of these past few minutes. He had never had Logan come at him this hard before when it came to tickling. Sure he'd oblige him a little every once in a while as payback for whenever Wade would tickle him, but usually he just acted like the whole idea was beneath him.

Even though he was being tickled crazy, Wade was not one bit upset about the situation that he was currently in. He LOVED the fact that Logan had spontaneously decided to provoke him like this even with the knowledge that Wade would most definitely be tickling him back.

He was completely overwhelmed with joy as adrenaline surged in him to fight. Despite the devastating attack going on all over his unbearably ticklish thighs he managed to rip his legs free as he planted both feet against Logan's chest and kicked him off the bed.

Logan fell onto the floor with a grunt, quickly sitting up to see Wade panting for air up on the bed and pointing a shaky finger at him.

"You.....little minx....Ju- Just you wait.....until I get my.....breath back....," Wade threatened with dangerously narrowed eyes.

But Logan had no plans on waiting. His prey drive was still high, and he most definitely was not through with Wade quite yet as his eyes quickly locked onto their next target. Wade had not gotten around to putting on his shoes yet and his socked feet were dangling over the edge within easy reach.

"Thinkin' I'll wait is your first mistake. Now you're gonna get it, shit head," Logan growled playfully as he leapt forward to Wade's delighted horror.

"Waitwaitwait nonono not the feet! Not the feeHEeHeehEETeeHEEHeeEheeH!" Wade screeched loudly once Logan had started to wildly tickle his feet after getting his ankles wrapped tightly in a strong arm.

"Tell me if I'm understanding correctly, 'No' means 'Yes', right? Right. Think I'm learnin' here," the smirk on Logan's face was huge as he scratched at the squirming soles, fingers drifting to the sides to trace the edges and getting just as good of a reaction, "Heh, good spot, huh?"

"You're- ahahahahahahaahaha- wohohohohoorse, you cheeheeheeheeky fuhuhuhucker!" Wade shouted through his out-of-control laughter as he yanked frantically on his legs to try to free himself.

"Says you," Logan snorted, though knowing it was probably true.

"Dohohohon't wohohorry! I'll- gaahahahahaa! I'll prohohooove it toohooo you lahaahaahaater!"

"You're assumin' that I'm gonna let you go. Well I got a newsflash for ya, I don't plan to. Think I'll just keep ya right where ya are," he tweaked at the wiggling toes one by one, drawing more desperate squeals from his helpless quarry.

Wade thought he had died and gone to Heaven. The only person who had ever gotten him this bad before had been Vanessa, though he'd been tied up for that session- Ehem.

Truthfully though, he really didn't mind being tickled. But Wade was the master tickler, and he wasn't ready to be cast from his high and mighty throne just yet. Maybe one day he would let Logan win, but not today....

"Nohohooot toodaahaahaay!" Wade's thoughts blurted from his mouth as he immediately started to tickle Logan back with his fingers attacking his ribs from behind. 

Logan yelped in surprise before breaking into giggles but was determined not to surrender as he tightened his hold on Wade's ankles and doubled down on the tickling.

Wade shrieked and momentarily fell back against the bed before he gathered his strength and lurched himself back up to dig into Logan's sides and armpits again. Logan laughed heartily as he tried his best, though quickly found his grip loosening which enabled Wade to easily pull his feet free.

As the tickling increased, Logan giggled like crazy and attempted to slide to the floor to get away, but Wade wasn't going to let him get off that easily.

"And just where the fuck do you think your cute ass is going? Uh uh no no, the party is just getting started," Wade quickly took the opportunity to wrap his legs around Logan's hips and go for the tackle.

They both tumbled off the bed with a heavy thud as they rolled across the floor together with Wade landing on top to straddle the larger man. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Logan's arms and quickly pinned them to the floor with his knees, leaving his upper body now completely vulnerable.

Wade delightedly rubbed his hands together before wiggling his fingers up in the air for dramatic effect.

"Hehehe, you are so fucking dead now."

Before Logan could make a move Wade quickly wormed his hands underneath his shirt and furiously tickled his sides and stomach, determined to come out on top in all of this. 

With his belly being his number one worst spot, Logan was a hysterical mess within seconds as he struggled uselessly in Wade's grasp, not being in a good position for defense, much less any offense. He was completely fucked.

"Aahahahaahaahahaha! Waahaahaahaaade! Get ohohohoff!" His legs kicked out desperately as he rolled and squirmed to no avail.

"Sorry sweetie, but I need to make an example out of you, lest anyone else even thinks about trying to challenge me. The name Deadpool will strike fear back into people's hearts once they hear that I took down the great Wolverine- "

"The wohohohooorst!"

"Hush your sexy little mouth! You're the greatest in my eyes and that's all that matters.......Buuuuuuut I'm still going to tickle you to death. Tickle tickle tickle tickle!" His fingers danced over his stomach as they devastated the ticklish muscles, making Logan let out his own squeal of helplessness between his snorts.

"Fuuhuhuhuuuuck! Nooohohohhoooo!"

"No? That means 'Yes', right? Isn't that what you said? ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU SAID?!" Wade grinned and tickled with everything he had in him with his teasing words only increasing Logan's sensitivity as he literally screamed in laughter.

But he didn't mind. Even if Wade had him thinking that maybe he had bitten off a little more than he could chew this whole experience had been exactly what he wanted. That "off" feeling he had had was totally gone and now he just felt completely overwhelmed with the lightheaded feelings of giddiness.

They say laughter is the best medicine and Logan found himself laughing in Wade's prescence a lot more than he used to. Once he had started to drop his guard and get more comfortable around Wade, he found that he actually did say some pretty funny shit.

Still not everything Wade joked about was something Logan understood and could leave him tilting his head at Wade with questionable eyes. But then a few ticklish tasers into his side would get the smile that Wade had been aiming for.

Though it had been rare, Logan hated being tickled in his past because it was mostly done by undesirables simply to embarrass him, but Wade did it in a fun way solely for the fact that he loved making him smile and hearing the sound of his laugh. And Logan didn't find a damn thing wrong with that.

"You think you're the best there is at what you do, huh?! Well you're in my world now, baby! And your tricks of using my love for you against me aren't going to work this time!" Wade proclaimed as he wiggled a finger down into Logan's ultra-sensitive navel, leaving him near out of breath.

Even so Logan was well past the point of trying to bargain his way out of this and had accepted his fate. His entire face and neck were as red as a tomato as he wheezed for air and squirmed feebly with every finger twitch into his belly and waist.

He was just going to let Wade tickle him to his heart's content, like he always did. But at least this time he had the consolation that he didn't go down without a fight as he then lost track of time and started to fade out.

A moment later he felt a thumb softly brushing over his cheeks to wipe away the tears that had leaked out while his eyes blinked to clarity to focus onto Wade smirking with satisfaction down at him.

"You ready to give up, tough guy? There's more where that came from if you're feeling daring...."

Logan only chuckled weakly with a shake of his head as he tried to get his breathing back under control, looking up at Wade with a smile and contentment in his eyes.

"Yeah....Ya win......I give up, asshole."

Wade didn't even see the need to question if he was feeling better now. It already went without saying. He bent over to deliver a quick kiss to Logan's forehead before climbing off of him and helping him sit up.

"Sooooo what did we learn today? Not going to be so gung-ho to mess with me again, are you?"

Logan looked over at him with a small smirk at the corner of his mouth.

"Wouldn't bet on that. I learned you're a lot more ticklish than I thought so I'll be better prepared next time."

"Ha! Just like the argument that Batman will always win with prep time I will be more than happy to prove you wrong," he poked Logan's side one last time as they got up off the ground, "Now if you're through playing games we can carry on with our day of fun and shenanigans."

Logan paused as a thought came across his mind from Wade's last words.

"While we're on the topic of games, I just wanna say fuck Thanos."

Wade turned his head slowly to look at him with an ominous look on his face.

"Exsqueeze me?!"

"Fuck 'im. The prick had it coming. I'm putting my money on Hyun-ju for this season," Logan nodded as Wade clasped his hands together with joy.

"Awww I knew you were listening after all! You sound pretty confident with that prediction. Care to place a wager?"

"Fine. Loser picks up the tab for take-out and at the bar after the show's over. Who's your pick?"

"Dae-ho."

"Dae-ho is a little punk bitch. You're only picking the guys you think are attractive..."

"I am not! He's a disciplined military man, and I really think he has what it takes to make it to the end!"

"If ya say so. But I've been in the military and I'm telling you that guy is a fraud."

"No way! I'll believe it when I see it. But don't get jealous, you know I only have eyes for you, my precious Peanut," Wade cooed as he hugged Logan from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder to nuzzle his head against him.

Logan snorted loudly in objection and rolled his eyes.

"Pffft, I'm not jealous over some fictional television character. Besides I don't think you'd even have a shot. A guy's gotta be pretty fucked up in the head to align stars with you."

"You mean a guy like you, right?" Wade glanced at him out of the corner of his eye as Logan sighed before nodding after a moment.

"Yeah Wade, a guy like me."

"Well I couldn't have bagged myself a better man. And to think all I had to do was kidnap you and you were putty in my hand," Wade squeezed him affectionately as Logan couldn't help coming up with a sarcastic retort.

"Pretty sure that's called Stockholm Syndrome, bub. Someday I'll come to reason and escape your clutches."

"Naaah, you like being in my clutches," Wade grinned as his hands around Logan's stomach came to life and lightly began to tickle him, forcing giggles out of him as he squirmed in Wade's embrace.

"Ehehehehehe, Ahaham I that trahahansparehehehent?"

Wade nodded as he stopped and happily kissed his stubbled cheek.

"Like glass. But don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"Thanks. God knows the ridicule I'd be under if people knew that I was in love with Wade-fucking-Wilson," Logan spoke lightheartedly and tensed up a little, thinking that comment might make Wade tickle him again, but his fingers didn't even twitch.

"I'm afraid envy brings out the worst in people. They're just mad that they lost their chance and I'm off the market now. Too bad so sad," Wade has such a serious tone to his voice even though Logan knew he was only making light of it all as he turned around to face him with a grin.

"I'm just a lucky guy then I guess, huh?"

"Damn right, you are. You won't find another one like me. I'm one of a kind."

"Except for the literal other hundred Deadpools in the Void that I could have my pick from once I get bored of-- "

There was no warning as Wade promptly tackled him back onto the bed and wasted no time to yank up his shirt so he could blow the most devastating raspberries into his stomach while Logan couldn't get his apologies out fast enough. The tears from his uncontrollable laughter were instant as he begged for his life, but Wade wanted to send a message and refused to let up.

Wade hadn't woken up to a morning this peaceful in a very long time.

The merc blearily blinked open his eyes to dawn sunlight pouring in through the crack in the haphazardly closed curtains, shining into the small bedroom. He reached up to rub his eyes, turning to sit up a bit, opening his eyes to see both his own clothes and his roommate's scattered about the room.

He turned his head to the left, looking down at the sleeping man who was laying on his stomach, arms underneath the pillow, face turned to the side—none other than the Wolverine himself, currently wearing nothing but boxer shorts underneath the blanket, which Wade just remembered he was also in.

Wade let out a soft huff and smiled a little, recalling the previous night's events—it was a blur of passion and heat, and the memories were both blurry and crystal clear. It was a night he'd promised himself he would never forget.

Wade decided to lay back down for a few minutes, laying on his side to face the still-sleeping Logan, admiring his features softened by slumber. He reached out with one hand, gently running his fingers through Logan's messy scruff and up to his hair, lightly rubbing his fingertips into his scalp.

Logan let out a small noise in his sleep, lips twitching into a slight smile. Wade didn't know if he was imagining things, but he swore he saw Logan lean up into his touch just a tiny bit. The mere idea of the gruff man enjoying his presence enough to lean into his touch, in his sleep, was enough to make Wade melt.

However, it didn’t melt him enough to hinder the energy he had—he hadn't had a night so amazing in a long, long time, and that was the best sleep he'd gotten in a hot minute. He felt great! There were so many things he could do—beat up some thugs, save a couple randoms, do general Deadpool things.

Alright, Wade decided. First task of the day: wake up the Wolverine.

The first tactic he tried was leaning forward, close enough that he could feel Logan's breath on his face. He leaned in and started littering little kisses all over his face, being slightly more aggressive than normal in an attempt to rouse the man.

Logan's face only scrunched up a bit in response, lips twitching into something that somehow managed to look like a frown of protest and a reluctant smile at the same time. In short, it was absolutely fucking adorable—however, Logan wasn't rousing. As much as Wade wanted to squeal at the expression on his face, it wasn't working, and he had to try something else.

Wade had to give his new idea some thought for a moment before he decided to try it.

"Logan," he called softly, placing a hand on his shoulder and giving it a gentle shake. "Peanut. It's time to get up, we've got places to be, things to do, things to—"

"Mmmhh..."

Wade blinked, watching as Logan groaned and rolled over onto his back, lifting one arm to cover his eyes with his forearm.

"...It's too early... let me sleep..."

Ugh. Old man.

Wade gave a roll of his eyes, poking gently at Logan's chest.

"Come oooon. We've got stuff to do today, audiences to appease—(he gave a wink to the camera)—and I'm definitely not gonna do any of it without you," The merc argued, leaning to place another kiss to Logan's cheek, hoping to be so sweet that Logan gave in—but no, of course not. This is the Wolverine we're talking about.

Although the man let out a slight huff and his lips nearly twitched into a smile, he said nothing and instead let out an argumentative grumble.

Wade rolled his eyes and huffed. His sweetness wasn't working... what else could wake up a Wolverine...?

...

Lightbulb.

Stupid idea? Yeah. Was Wade doing it anyway? Hell yes.

His hand moved to place itself on Logan's chest, soothingly rubbing along his muscles, feeling them relax underneath his touches. He had to stop himself from squealing at the fact that he trusted him enough to do that and focus on the task at hand.

His hand wandered down to Logan's side, lightly and gently tracing up and down the bare skin. He went about halfway up his ribcage before he went down, stopping at his waist before turning around again. The touch was loving, but it had hidden motives behind it, which was quite clearly having an effect on his victim—er, lover.

Logan gave a couple twitches, the arm that was covering his face lowering to instead protect his side. His lips twitched into a smile, letting out a huff of protest through his nose.

"Wade... dohon't..." He warned, eyes still closed, too sleepy to do much else.

Wade only smiled, chuckling lightly. He shifted, holding Logan's side with one hand while he laid himself down on top of him, chest pressed to Logan's lower abdomen. Wade gently pressed his fingertips into the gruff man's lower ribs, causing him to flinch and let out another small noise of protest.

"C'mon, Wolvie, I just wanna loooove you," Wade cooed, crawling his fingers slowly and gently up Logan's ribs, digging lightly into the spaces in between them.

Logan squirmed around a little, too sleepy to hold back all his laughs like usual. He just let the giggles slip through, tilting his head back, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth.

"Heheheehee... noho, Wade, stahahop it... 's toohoo early..."

Wade responded with a soft gasp, smile ever-present as he lightly tickled at his ribs, moving to the middle ones now.

"Are you implying I can tickle you later? Gladly, my sugar baby darling! I would love to!"

Logan shook his head in response, giggling his head off and taking an uncoordinated swat at one of Wade's hands.

"Nohoo, thahat's not whahat I mehEANT! Eeehehee, nohohohooo, stahpit! Nahot there!"

Logan cut himself off with his own squeak as Wade's fingers crawled their way up to his upper ribs, digging his fingertips lightly into the bottom of his underarm area.

Wade only beamed affectionately at the laughing man beneath him, letting out a dreamy sigh at the big smile that split his usually tense face. The wrinkles that gathered at the corners of Logan's eyes were absolutely adorable, not to mention the way he wasn't even fighting. He knew Logan craved the gentle, loving touches too much to even consider fighting against them.

Wade couldn't believe Logan was so fucking perfect. From his adorable laughs, to his warm smiles, to the threats that he only made to try and keep up his tough guy demeanor, to the way he pretended as though he didn’t care about Wade but held him with such gentle hands, caressed his scars like they were the most precious things in the world...

Wade couldn't believe it. He was so stupidly amazing, it almost made him sick.

He was brought back to reality by Logan giving a loud snort, then realizing his fingertips had dug into his armpits a little harder than he'd been intending. Granted, he was capable of tickling Logan until tears streamed down his cheeks and he could barely breathe—but he didn't want that right now. Surprisingly. Wade just wanted Logan to relax a bit, let out the laughter he always tried so hard to hide.

"Aww, is that spot too tickly for you?" Wade cooed, leaning down to press a quick, playful peck to Logan's exposed throat.

He moved his hands down to Logan's lower sides, gently running his fingers along his upper abdomen, very gently digging into the flesh and vibrating his fingertips around.

Logan reacted with more giggling, shaking his head, lightly kicking out his foot to try and get rid of the energy in his body.

"Ahahahehehee... sss—seriously—ehehehe...! Stop ihihihit! I'm toohoo tired fohohor thihis shihihiiit..."

Wade tilted his head to the side, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes, his smile widening across his face.

"No, thank you. I think I'll keep going, actually. Besides, I haven't gotten to eat up my fill of your yummy belly!"

Logan's head immediately shot up, the sleepiness instantly replaced by panic.

"No! Noho! Wade, I'm wahaharning you—don't you dahahare! I'll fuhucking behead you—!"

Logan cut himself off, bracing himself for the intense tickles that Wade usually unleashed upon him by nibbling at his stomach—but it didn't happen that way.

Wade leaned down and started peppering quick little kisses all over Logan's belly, which had grown a bit fuller now that he had moved in with Wade and started eating properly for the first time in years. Logan had complained, grumbling that he looked pudgy, but Wade thought it was the most endearing thing in the entire world and absolutely loved to show the other man how much he loved it—especially by doing this.

The tickly little kisses made Logan shake his head a bit and burst into an instant fit of strong giggles, a smile spreading across his face so wide that his sharp canine teeth stuck out. He didn’t fight it, though, not in the slightest. He just squeezed his eyes shut and tilted his head back into the pillow, laughing and giggling and letting it happen.

He still had to try a little bit, though. Just for appearance's sake and all that.

"Waaahahahade! I'll ffff—fuhuhuckin' stab yohoouuu! Stahahap it! Get off of mehehehee!"

"Stab me?!" Wade echoed, gasping theatrically with fake hurt.

"I thought you had gotten over that by the end of the movie! You're relapsing! I need to get that out of you..."

Wade drew in a breath and planted his lips right on Logan's navel, blowing a light and gentle raspberry there to really drive home his point.

Logan let out a squeal, much to his own dismay, kicking out his feet as wild laughter bubbled its way out of his chest, squirming around underneath the playful attack.

"Noooohohoho! No! Nohohot thahahaaat! Pfffwahahahade!"

Thankfully for Logan, his crazy boyfriend was feeling merciful, so he got to catch his breath when Wade lifted his head from his stomach.

The merc smiled as he watched the flushed man underneath him heave for air, his smile lines etched deeply into his face, eyes slowly opening to reveal sparkles of joy that Logan would never admit to feeling.

Wade shimmied his way up Logan's front so that he was just below his face, laying almost chest-to-chest. He planted an affectionate kiss on the tip of Logan's nose, beaming down at him as he composed himself.

"Feeling awake now?"

Logan only chuckled and shook his head fondly, letting out a long sigh and leaning his head back against the pillow.

"I guess so... still too early to get up, though. Jus' lemme lay here for a bit... my fuckin' bones hurt..."

Wade let out an amused huff of air through his nose, one hand coming up to run through Logan's facial hair absentmindedly.

"Sometimes I forget how damn ancient you are. Not that I'm complaining. I love dilfs."

Logan let out a snort, lifting his head a little to adjust the pillow underneath it so that he could lay back against it and still be able to see Wade.

"Ya sayin' you love me?"

"Yup. I'm confessing my love to you, right here and right now, angel baby. Don't leave me hanging!"

Logan let out a fond breath, leaning forward to press a brief kiss to Wade's lips, to which the latter smiled and leaned into it.

"...Yeah, yeah...

Deadpool

As a ler :

ohmygod . he is RUTHLESS

so mean yet so silly when he tickles

yk in the beginning of xmen origins wolverine ?? how he was usin his katanas to block all those bullets ???? hes so fast w his arms n he would be able to pin anyone in an INSTANT

like he could wrap his arms around you n trap you in a tickly bear hug so easily

SUCH a tease; both verbally n physically

he would slowly lower his hands on his victim while wriggling his fingers n when hes about to touch you he'll quickly shoot his hands back up n keep on doin that

n the baby talk OH LORD THE BABY TALK

this man will leave anyone redder than his suit

"awwww whos a tickwish wittle baby ?? you are !! yes you areeeee !!"

"coochiecoochiecoochiecoochiecoo"

"whats got you laughin so much huh ?? sounds like you got a tickle in your throat"

like SHUT UPPPPDKDJKFJHDJ

points out any noises made

if you snort or wheeze or squeal or anything similar he WILL tease you more

aware when you want him to stop but also aware that he doesnt wanna stop

"did you say stop ?? do you mean it ?? do you ?? huh , huh , huh ?? hmmmm alright alright i'll stop"

n if you actually LIKE being tickled ?? oh god hes never letting you live free of tickles ever again

will use every excuse possible to try n tickle you

you had a bad day ? tickles . youre being stubborn ? tickles .

you need to wake up, need to go to sleep, need to be convinced, need to relax, wade just gets bored,

everything . t i c k l e s

overall : be scared but not worried (if that makes sense)

As a lee :

ohh how the turns have tabled

talks so much shit beforehand but the SECOND he gets it hes all like "WAITWAITWAIT LETS TALK PLS"

absolute gigglefest . when you first strike a bad spot he does this squealwheeze combo

THE MOST TICKLISH THIGHS IN THE WORLD EVER

more sensitive to light touch there but squeezing still gets him CACKLIN

like if you just . lightly drag your fingertips or nails anywhere on his thighs …

oh hes dead . youve officially killed mr immortal .

ticklish palms too DONT ASK I JUST KNOW IT

again, light touch here n hes a puddle

if you try to tease him while ticklin hes gonna somehow turn it around ?????

if you try to fluster him or just point anything out he will get so SNIDEEEE

"yohohou have NO rihight to tahahalk peanuhuht, we AHALL know how bahahad it ihis for you whehehen i WAITWAITWAHAHAHAIT IM SOHORRY NO -"

lil shit deserves it lol (still love him)

Wolverine

As a ler :

isn't as evil as wade, but you dont wanna test him

like he wouldnt go as rough or tease as much but HE STILL WILL

wont do any anticipation tricks, hes just gonna do it

he will chase you, however, but only if you run

more on the playful side; accidently teases you by pointing out the obvious

"wow its real bad for ya here, huh bub ??"

"jesus kid stop kicking so much, oh wait … you cant, can ya ??"

hes always got this cheeky grin on his face too

super analyzes how much certain pressure n techniques works best on all your spots bc hes a BIG BULLY

if he wanted to, youd be dead in a minute ♡ (not really)

if you were being a brat then hes gonna use his facial hair

n GOD it tickles so bad

like if hes getting you from behind he might just decide to . nuzzle into your neck n its amazing HORRIBLE

in short : dont be annoying n youre good !

As a lee :

where do i even begin …

hes got such a precious smile its like how could you NOT tickle him to pieces

its pretty well known how he already has his wheezy snort laughs

catching him off guard will get the best wheezes

like if you sneak attack or switch to a bad spot suddenly

tbh hes gonna snort no matter what you do … its what n where you do it that might give you more muehehehe

pinch his sides ?? 1 snort every 20 seconds

scratch his ribs ?? 1 snort every 10 - 15

do anthing on his tummy / underarms ?? youre getting that 1 per 5 wolvie special !!!

1 SQUEEZE ON THE KNEE N ITS GAME OVER FOR HIM . if you rapid squeeze them it becomes a damn piggie pen

wade definitely abuses this

PLEASEEEE HEAR ME OUT ON HIS BACK

yall know in the first xmen when hes shirtless w his hand on the fence of a fighting ring n you can see his BACKKKK please give me a chance

light tickles there makes him MELT

youll get the sweetest giggles w an occasional wheeze

lightly scratching or tracing his shoulder blades will lead to slightly louder giggles

n rubbing your knuckles into his back dimples gets the absolute bestest snorts

TICKLISH COLLARBONES . THERE I SAID IT

im a sucker for lee wolverine idk if you can tell (its obvious)

oke doke thats it for now !! AAAAAAA im sorry these took so long TwT im just happy i got em done ehehe

sending love to everyone who reads these :D i hope you enjoyed - make sure yall stay healthy n happy ^-^ ♡

Logan woke up with a start and was instantly confused. An annoying feeling against the sole of his foot had woken him and upon trying to pull his leg away from it, he was stuck. Everything was stuck.

“Wade!!!”, he yelled out as his hazy vision landed on the man standing at the foot of his bed. Wade was trailing his fingertips up and down his bare sole, which itself was cuffed to the bottom of the bed. ‘What?’, his mind reeled.

The touch was gentle enough to be more annoying than ticklish, but the reality of the situation sent the Wolverine squirming in his shackles.

“Good morning, sunshine.”, Wade grinned like a wolf.

“Fuck you! Let me out, Wade! This is crazy!”, Logan yelled, face reddening more by the second. ‘This can’t be fucking happening…’, his thoughts swirled.

Each of Logan’s limbs were cuffed to a corner of the bed, stretching him into an X. He was just in pajama pants; his ticklish torso and feet on full display for the maniac standing at the end of his bed. He had gotten pretty drunk the previous night. Not like, rowdy-drunk. More like flop onto his bed and pass out at 8pm like an old man-drunk. Clearly, Wade had taken advantage of his vulnerable state.

The teasing fingers at his foot suddenly sprung to life and scribbled against the sensitive skin of his sole. Logan gasped and braced against the bed to hold back his reaction. Barely a second passed before he arched his back and burst into helpless giggles. He yanked at his leg, but it was hopeless. He couldn’t help the cry of anguish that flew from his lips at how unbearable the tickling was right away. Wade only laughed.

“I guess that answers my first question…which was if you were ticklish or not, by the way.”.

“Stop!!!”.

“No! I’m going to tickle you for as long as you tickled me, Wolvie.”, Wade grinned and pulled his hand away from Logan’s foot before climbing up on the bed between his legs.

“No! Please!”. The devious grin on Wade’s face sent a shiver down his spine. He couldn’t stop giggling.

“Begging already? I don’t know if you’re gonna last the whole hour.”, Wade said as he climbed up onto his waist. The words made him squeak in panic, ego out the window instantly.

“An hour?! I didn’t tickle you for an hour!! Wade!”.

“Yep. A whole hour.”, Wade smirked and danced his fingertips across Logan’s bare stomach. Logan squealed and bucked his hips. “Whoo!! Yeehaw!!”, he laughed before really digging into the toned abs. Logan screamed.

With Logan’s most ticklish spot being such an obvious one, he knew it would be found out quickly. His heart dropped at just how fast it was, though.

“Holy fuck…”, Wade murmured in amazement as Logan completely fell to pieces under him. His stomach was so ridiculously ticklish.

“Not there!”, Logan cried. The fingers darted around his ticklish tummy and dug in whenever Logan flinched, sparking electricity through his entire body. “I can’t!”, he threw his head back and wailed with laughter. Oh, he was so screwed.

The hands lifted away from his body, but Logan’s giggles were unending.

“I stopped!”, Wade laughed and rubbed carefully at the shuddering tummy. “Your sexy little abs are so ticklish…”.

“Shut up!”, Logan yelled and squirmed in his restraints. Wade narrowed his eyes and Logan had to hold back a whimper at the evil look.

“Real sensitive right here in the cum gutters, huh?”, Wade smirked and pressed his thumbs right into the middle of both sides of the V-shaped muscle on Logan’s lower stomach. Logan convulsed for a few seconds before laughter came bursting out of him again. He saw stars for a few seconds from how intensely it tickled. He gasped for air harshly to start begging for his life, but a rougher dig of Wade’s thumbs made him scream instead. He shook his head in protest as his attempt at begging was garbled again. He wheezed desperately, trying to get as much air as he could.

“Please! Move!”, he squeaked. Wade laughed and lifted his hands up again. Logan fell limp against the bed, giggling hysterically. His cheeks burned in embarrassment at how quickly he had crumbled under the childish torture.

Logan hadn’t been tickled in years. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had been tickled for more than just a few seconds. When he was alongside the X-Men, he had been poked or jabbed enough to know his ticklishness hadn’t gone away. Enough to know he couldn’t stand it. But, no one had ever tried for longer than a few seconds.

Logan swallowed down his pride and giggles in one big gulp.

“Wade, I’m sorry I tickled you!”, he said with as much sincerity as he could. Wade’s jaw dropped.

“Oh my god.”.

“Please let me go.”, Logan huffed. He was still struggling a little with his breath and the panic from how close Wade’s fingers were to his death spot.

“But, it’s barely even been five minutes. I still have a whole hour.”, Wade smirked. Cold blooded.

“You can’t do an hour!!”, Logan squeaked out in horror.

“I can’t pass this up. Do you know how cute you are right now?”, Wade grinned and teased his fingertips gently up his sides. Logan sputtered desperately to hold back his giggles. “So. Fucking. Cute.”.

“Stop!”, he cried, breaking into laughter as the fingers crawled up and started to dig gently into his rib cage. He threw his head back and squirmed as much as he could. “I hate you!”.

“Who’s a ticklish little Wolverine?”, Wade teased with a baby voice. The embarrassment washed over him, sparking up his nerves with ticklish energy.

“No!”, he pressed his burning face into his shoulder. His laughter sounded giddy. He wheezed when Wade pressed his fingers in deeper.

A loud squeal flew from Logan’s lips as Wade tweaked a certain rib. He smacked his head back into the pillow and groaned through his laughter.

“Stop!”, he whined.

“Come on. Only like…maybe fifty-five more minutes?”.

“You’re insane!”. Logan yelped as Wade teased his fingers into his bare armpits. “No!”, he cried. Wade fluttered his fingers gently and Logan let out a high pitched cry. “Get out!”.

“It’s not even that bad!”, Wade laughed and dug into the sensitive muscle in both his armpits. Logan shrieked and arched his back, then crumbled back down into laughter.

“It’s bad!”, he yelled. His wheeze was starting to come through again as he gasped through his laughter.

“I could go back to your ticklish little cum gutters…”.

“No!!”, he screamed. Logan swore he would die if he was tickled there again. Wade only laughed, tasering his fingers carefully into Logan’s armpits. “I hate you so much!”, he cried through his chaotic laughter. Embarrassingly, tears streamed down his burning cheeks.

Time for Logan seemed to move strangely while Wade was tickling him. He was sure the tickles being drilled directly into his armpits had lasted at least three hours, but the alarm clock on the bedside table displaying the time led him to believe it had only been a little over two minutes. He felt like he was bursting at the seams anyway. When Wade lifted away his hands, he went limp and let the delirious giggles pour out of him freely.

“This is so cute…I might not ever let you go.”, Wade smiled. Logan was in a giggly daze underneath him and unbelievably adorable. Since the Wolverine had moved in, smiles and laughs from the man were there, but few and far between. He could feel fondness from him sometimes even when the man was clearly trying to hold back his emotions, but Wade craved seeing the real thing.

As soon as Logan seemed to be catching up to reality, Wade attacked his V-line with brutal tickles for just a few seconds. Logan screamed with laughter. Even after it stopped he kept gasping through loud laughter. He felt crazy. The giddy laughter was filling him with helium and he felt so light.

When Logan came back into reality, Wade was hovering over his twitching tummy and smirking down at it.

“Motherfucker…”, Logan said breathlessly. “You’re so fucking crazy Wade.”. His face had never been so red.

But then Wade did something really crazy. He leaned in and blew a raspberry against the right side of his v-line. Logan could only gasp and convulse at the sudden burst of intense tickles. It was unbearable. It felt like he had been electrocuted. He couldn’t catch any air to beg for mercy.

The second Wade ran out of air for his raspberry, he jerked over to the other side of Logan’s v-line and nibbled along the sensitive muscle. Logan suddenly found his voice and screamed at the top of his lungs. He bucked wildly in a desperate attempt to get Wade’s teeth off of him. He’s not sure he’d ever felt so helpless in his life. The nibbles were absolute torture.

Wade lifted off and licked his lips seductively.

“Can’t believe I have my mouth all over these sexy little abs…”, he said before diving back in. He kissed obnoxiously across the quivering six pack and suddenly blew another wet raspberry right underneath Logan’s bellybutton. The restrained man threw his head back and wailed with laughter. It was a desperate sound that Logan didn’t even know he could make.

Wade was ruthless. He grabbed hold of the squirming hips and blew raspberry after raspberry across the entire ticklish stomach. Logan was beside himself with laughter. He screamed and cried and jerked roughly against the cuffs, but there was no relief.

As Wade dug his teeth back into the Wolverine’s v-line again, there was a loud clashing noise. He looked up as he heard the familiar sound of Logan’s claws unsheathing. He yelped and jumped away just as they came swiping for his face.

“Whoa!”, Wade laughed as he got back to his feet at the end of the bed.

“I’ll kill you…”, Logan managed through his giggles. He sheathed his claws and held his stomach as he went limp against the bed. The broken cuffs still dangled from his wrist.

“You broke my handcuffs!”.

“I’m going to break your face when I get out of here...”.

But the Wolverine was still just laying there giggling breathlessly. The butterflies in his stomach wouldn’t calm down and he burned in embarrassment over the entire situation. He closed his eyes and started to fight back against his giggles and catch his breath.

Wade smirked and teased a finger up Logan’s sole.