BEST BUBS! (Deadpool x Wolverine)

News

  Today was going to be the start of something good or something bad.

  The heroes were secretly eager for either outcome. Realistically though, they hoped for the best.

"Wow, I've never been so nervous about being on camera, how do I look?" Deadpool asked, framing his face with his hands.

Wolverine huffed.

They broke into the news station to interrupt the broadcast.

Commercial break was ending in less than a minute and they would start their speech to the rouge mutants.

  Wolverine was in thought. There was no script prepared, he was just going to explain the situation as best he could.

"You look great! And three... two... one..." Deadpool signs to smile from behind the camera.

Wolverine does not.

"Young mutants, I am The Wolverine. I knew the Professor well, as an ally and a... close friend. You can trust my word. I'm certain your abilities are scaring you. It's nothing new for us. Neither is the cruel world. We do not need to be a part of a vicious time in our history. We are more than our abilities. We are human. In regards to the abilities associated with time—."

Blah, blah, blah, blauhh, this is the most I've ever heard him speak. It's important though. He's so mature, look at my hubby.

After the announcement, there was more cleaning up to do on the streets, and after a day of ass-kicking (as Deadpool would put it) and service (as Wolverine would put it), they were famished.

  They decided to eat a heavy dinner.

They found a restaurant with a bar but sat in a booth so the table could hold all the food. Costumes off, they looked too casual to be remembered from television so it was a fairly easy evening.

"So," Wade starts speaking with steak in his mouth, "are we... a thing?"

  "What?" Logan looks at him.

  "Ya know..."

  "I'm not gay, Wade," he says, stern but not upset.

  Wade starts to laugh.

  Unadmittedly, Logan wants to laugh along. It is kind of crazy to hear that after what they've done together.

  "Oh, man, who knew you had it in you, all this humor. Whew," Wade wipes a tear.

  "That's enough," Logan says through pasta.

  "How many times have you had sex with a man?"

  Logan hesitates. He doesn't respect Wade enough to care what he thinks of him (which is the main reason fucking him is no big deal.)

  "Once," he glances up at him, and then away.

  "Once, before?"

  Logan shakes his head. "Just finish your food."

  "Oh, you're being bossy. That turns me on. You know what? Ever since I first saw you naked everything you do has turned me on."

  Logan sighs. "Everything?"

  What? He's asking me?

  "Yeah," Wade looks stunned.

  Uh, no shit.

  "What specifically?" Logan asks, downing some beer before wiping his lip.

  "That," Wade nods.

  "What else? C'mon." Logan waves to the waiter for another round of beer.

  "Are you trying to get drunk?"

  "I can't, dumbass. Answer the fucking question." He says this all casually, it's just how he talks.

  Make him nicer.

  No.

  Oh, now you're worried about accuracy, misses 'wHaT sPeCiFiCaLly TuRnS yOu oN aBoUt mE?'

  That's not an accurate quote. Answer his question.

  "I like it when you kiss me," Wade shrugs, kind of shy to say.

  "I never kissed you," Logan says, taking a bite of stake now. They're big men.

  "Ye-,"

  "You kissed me dipshit, get over yourself," Logan shook his head.

  But under the table, Logan's erection was growing just remembering the night.

  "I'm coming into your room tonight. We're having sex. And I'm going to kiss you. And you're going to like it," Wade smiles and nods, a bit creepily to be honest.

  Was that creepy?

  Logan waves a shooing hand at Wade. "Not tonight, I'm not in the mood." He lies.

 
  "Well, what turns you on then?" Wade bats his eyes and rests his chin on his palms with his elbows on the table leaning closer to Logan to be flirtatious.

  "Women," Logan grunts.

  Wade gives him a 'touché' face by raising his brows and tilting his head with a nod. "Me too, at first, but my god you're like a fantasy no one could resist,"

  And before Wade could go on, Logan could feel that he was about to go on a looong word spill and could not wait to fuck him out of it.

  "Check, please," he tells the waiter. The waiter nods and spins to get the pad.

  "Do you want to have sex with me?" Wade said, noticing the flush in Logan's skin, knowing it can't be the alcohol because they can't get drunk due to their abilities.

  "Just go get us a cab, will you?" Logan shakes his head.

  "It's your turn to tell me what turns you on!" He whisper-shouts and winks.

  Logan shakes his head again.

  As Wade walks out and calls his friend Dopinder (who never seems to have a day off), Logan stays behind to think.

  He stays to think about the world. What can he actually do here? Once all this mess is calmed enough, would it be right to go back to the school?

  He shakes his head. The school is abandoned now since the mutants started rebelling. But maybe that's why he's needed there the most.
 
  The check finally arrives and he can meet Wade at the cab, where he's talking to Dopinder about nothing important.

  He sits next to the Merc with the Mouth and leans in a bit, amid his conversation with Dopinder, to whisper "Your stupid fucking mouth."

  Wade stutters in his conversation, then yells "FUCK!" out of frustration and also a bit of lust.

  Where no one can see, Logan smirks.

Smut next part, I know I took so long, they'll be more frequent. And thanks for the comments guys. <3  How long do you guys normally like the smut btw because I could write that for miles, I just don't want you guys to get bored or disgusted or something. Lmk.