Logan's intense gaze softened slightly as he turned back toward you, his claws retracting with a subtle *snikt* as he approached the bed. The primal fury that had flared when Wade barged in had given way to a smoldering heat, the protective wall of muscle and ferocity now focused entirely on you. The bed creaked softly as he joined you, his powerful frame sinking into the mattress beside you.
You could feel the weight of his presence, the warmth of his skin as he pulled you closer, his lips finding yours in a deep, heated kiss. The tension from the unexpected interruption melted away as your bodies pressed together, the covers slipping down, forgotten, as Logan's hands roamed over your skin. His kiss was possessive, filled with the same hunger that had driven him earlier, but now tempered with a newfound tenderness that sent shivers down your spine.
Wade, never one to be left out of the action, took the opportunity to slide onto the bed on your other side. Even in his full Deadpool suit, the mischievous energy radiated off him as he inserted himself into the moment. His eyes dropped to the space between your legs, and he let out a low, exaggerated whistle.
"Well, hello there!" Wade said in a tone that was equal parts joking and surprise. "Would you look at that? Damn, sweetheart, you've got one pretty pussy. And I mean that in the most respectful, ogling way possible."
You couldn't help but let out a soft, breathless laugh at his ridiculousness, but before you could respond, Logan's grip on you tightened, pulling your attention back to him with a possessive growl.
"Focus, bub," Logan warned, his voice laced with that fierce protectiveness that made your heart race. But Wade, ever the joker, wasn't deterred.
"Hey, I'm just appreciating the view," Wade quipped with a grin, his gloved hands moving in with a playful confidence. "No harm in admiring art, right?"
With Logan focused on kissing you, Wade's gloved hand found its way between your legs, his fingers teasingly brushing against your sensitive folds. Despite the suit, his touch was skilled, precise, and sent jolts of pleasure through your already heated body. You gasped into Logan's mouth, your hips instinctively bucking as Wade's fingers began to work their magic.
Logan responded by deepening the kiss, his grip on you tightening as if to claim you entirely, to remind you that despite Wade's intrusion, you were his. The intensity of the moment heightened with the sensation of both men focusing on your pleasure, each in their own way.
Wade's fingers moved expertly, sliding into you with ease as he began to pump them in rhythm with Logan's kisses. The combined sensations were almost too much to bear, your moans muffled against Logan's lips as your body trembled with desire. Wade's playful nature was evident even in the way he touched you, his fingers curling just right to hit all the right spots, driving you closer to the edge.
Logan's hand moved to the back of your neck, tilting your head to deepen the kiss further. You were sandwiched between them, caught in the throes of pleasure as their contrasting energies merged. Logan's raw, animalistic hunger, combined with Wade's teasing, playful touch, created a heady mix that left you breathless, your mind swimming in a haze of ecstasy.
As Wade continued to finger you, his thumb found your clit, adding another layer of stimulation that made your toes curl. Logan, sensing your increasing arousal, broke the kiss for just a moment to look down at you, his brown eyes dark with lust.
"Feel good, darlin'?" he rumbled, his voice a low growl that sent a fresh wave of heat through your body.
You could only nod, your breath coming in ragged gasps as Wade's fingers worked you closer to the edge. The feeling of Logan's strong arms around you, his body pressed against yours, combined with Wade's skilled hands, was overwhelming in the best way possible.
Wade leaned in close, his voice a playful whisper in your ear. "Looks like you're enjoying the best of both worlds, sweetheart. Don't worry, we're just getting started."
The intensity continued to build, your body responding eagerly to the dual sensations of Logan's kisses and Wade's relentless fingers. You were on the brink of release, the tension coiling tight in your belly, ready to snap.
Logan's lips found yours again, claiming you with a possessive, hungry kiss as Wade pushed you over the edge. The orgasm hit you hard, your body shaking with the force of it as you cried out, muffled by Logan's mouth. Wade didn't let up, his fingers continuing to work you through the waves of pleasure until you were left trembling, completely spent.
Logan pulled back slightly, his eyes locking onto yours with a look of pure satisfaction. "That's my girl," he murmured, his voice thick with pride and desire.
Wade finally withdrew his hand, giving you a playful wink as he sat back on the bed. "See? Told you I could make it even more fun. And don't worry, I've got a lot more tricks up my sleeve."
Logan shot him a warning look but didn't protest, instead, he pulled you closer, holding you against his chest as you caught your breath. The night was far from over, and with both Logan and Wade at your side, it was clear that things were only going to get more intense from here.
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Heat of the Night | Logan/Worst Wolverine x Mutant Reader
FanfictionIn the electrifying cityscape of Deadpool's world, pleasure and power intermingle, boundaries are crossed, and every moment is charged with primal energy. When a chance encounter with Logan (Worst Wolverine) and the unpredictable Deadpool disrupts y...