Pretty Pink Flowers : Poolverine x OC

9

"Out of every car on the block you could have grand theft auto-ed, you picked this?" Logan was holding the keys to a light blue 1970 Chevy K10. It's dented, it's decrepit, it sucks.

"You wanna fucking walk instead?"

"We may have no choice when we get to bum fuck Idaho and the engine turns to dust."

"It got him here alright, didn't it? Plus the bed of the truck is perfect for the greenery. It'll be a little snug, but that seems to be a reoccurring theme here." Faye touches both of their arms to try and defuse the old married bickering. She opens the passenger side door to slide to the backseat when she sees that there is no backseat. Just a bench seat.

It's unbelievable how fast you can pack a car when two mutants are doing it for you. Within 20 minutes they were ready to hit the road and start this new journey.

*****

Logan had been driving for four hours, Wade was leaning his head against the window, and Faye was sandwiched between the two of them. Acutely aware of the feeling of their legs against hers. Their broad shoulders meeting her smaller frame in the middle of the seat. She could feel them all over her and it was making her head swim. The heat radiating off of them was intoxicating, especially in such close proximity. She was so lost in thought, she hadn't realized she'd been basically fucking them both with her eyes ... and they noticed. Wade cracked a smile under the mask and put a gloved finger under her chin, turning her head to look at him.

"Whatcha thinkin about, princess?" Faye turned bright red and she stammered to answer his question, but the tone of his voice told her he knew the truth. He moves his hand from her chin and places it boldly on her thigh. He leans in closer and whispers just so she could hear, "I bet you're thinking about how much bad you can get away with before you're branded as America's newest good girl." His hand slides further up her leg, making Faye bite her lip to suppress a sigh.

"I am a good girl." Faye whispers back to him, eye contact unwavering.

"Good girls don't fantasize about fucking two men she just met."

"I don't think good girls decapitate billionaires either." Logan is now glancing down at the exchange happening next to him.

"Corrupt billionaires." Faye says back to him, like that makes a world of difference.

"So you're not denying the fantasizing?" Wade grips her thigh harder.

"I-," she looks at Logan and then back at Wade. Trying to think of anything to say to throw them off.

"Don't bother lying, bub. Good girls don't do that either."

Faye accepts defeat and leans forward to play the ancient radio, mentally crossing her fingers that it still works. A familiar pop song muffles its way through the speakers and Faye decided it's better than stewing in the sexual tension.

*****

The roads were pitch black as Faye tried to keep her eyes open, feeling guilty since Wade had already been asleep for an hour. She didn't want Logan to be alone on the drive, she didn't want him to feel alone either.

"Arizona." She points lazily at the license plate in front of them. "You know this game is a lot more fun when you have someone play along." He smiles at her and shakes his head.

"I know you're exhausted. Just rest, I'll be fine by myself. I always am."

"But that completely defeats the purpose of our road trip." Faye gives him pouted lips and puppy eyes, he looks back at her blankly. Internally he's melting.

"Fine, next motel I'll stop. Alright?" She wrinkles her nose at him.

"Motel? I have the Happy card. He wouldn't dare have his newest recruit sleep someplace less classy than a Hilton." Logan grunts and rolls his eyes and Faye calls to book them a suite.

"How many beds did you ask for, my little Jezebel?" Wade said with a sleepy, gravely voice that gave Faye a twinge in her stomach.

"They only had two so.. you guys can fight over who gets to sleep with me and who gets to watch." She says this as a joke, but Wade and Logan share a look.

"Or, I can have it to myself and you two can snuggle the night away. Either work for me." Faye puts a hand of both of their thighs, smiling as she looks straight ahead at the almost empty highway.

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Sorry for the shorter chapter, I'm at callbacks today for a dream show but I couldn't keep you guys waiting! I hope you all enjoy the beginning stages of the smut lol. We've got a loooong drive back to New York.