Poolverine oneshots

Should i Stay or Should i Go Now? ❤️‍🔥

Request by @Chinaku69

Smut😮‍💨

Pants and gasps filled the one bedroom apartment as Logan pushed Wade against the living room wall, their mouths locked in a sloppy, passionate kiss.

"Mm, fuck peanut," Wade let out a breathy moan as Logan nipped at his neck, his hands wandering up the scarred man's shirt. Heat was building between them, Logan pulling away for a moment to tug his shirt off, going back to peppering Wade's neck with kisses.

"Bedroom?" Wade managed to gasp, and Logan picked him up, large hands holding his asscheeks as they made their way to their bedroom, knocking things over on the way. Logan tossed Wade into the bed, slamming the door shut. He made his way over to the radio on their nightstand, the muscles in his chest flexing as he walked. Wade watched him, taking off his own shirt. Logan turned on the radio, Should I Stay or Should I Go by The Clash starting to fill the room. Wade sat on the edge of the bed, patting his lap as Logan straddled him, kissing him needly. Wade's arms were around Logan's waist. Logan pushed him down by the shoulders, passion sparking between them as their mouths danced together. Their teeth clacked together, and Wade tasted blood as Logan bit his bottom lip, hard. It was fucking hot.

"You gonna fuck me, wolvie?" Wade egged him on, reaching to palm the larger man through his jeans. Logan let out a low, guttural noise, his hands wrapping around Wade's throat.

"Actually..." Logan hesitated, studying Wade's face. They'd been together for almost four months now, and Logan had been hesitant to request something he'd been craving for awhile.

"Can you..." he bit his lip, looking away. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment, his grip on Wade's throat loosening.

"What do you want, peanut?" Wade grinned, his hands resting on his lover's waist.

"Can you... fuck me?" He said it quietly, as if he was afraid someone would hear. Wade blinked in surprise, studying Logan's face for signs that he was making a funny, but saw nothing but shame and hope.

"Of course peanut, I can do that," Wade grinned, flipping them over. Logan seemed to let out a breath of relief, his hands tracing Wade's curves.

Logan was quiet as Wade stripped him, and Wade's brow furrowed with worry.

"Are you ok Kitty?" Wade asked, his hands rested on the waistband of Logan's boxers.

"I'm fine, just... embarrassed," he huffed, not looking into the other man's eyes.

"You don't have to be embarrassed lo, I'm down for whatever, won't make me love you any less," he teased, snapping the waistband of the hairy man's boxers.

Logan still looked a little reserved, but he visibly relaxed, reaching up to undo Wade's belt, tugging down his pants and boxers. Once they were both naked, Wade leaned down and kissed Logan, their tongues swirling around each other, both making little noises as their erections rubbed together.

"Your so hot wolvie, I can't wait to fuck you~" Wade whispered in his ear, taking Logan's earlobe in between his teeth and tugging gently. Logan whined, blushing with embarrassment.

"Don't be shy Peanut, I love your little noises," Wade reassured him, kissing down his collar bones. His kisses made their way down his stomach, dipping his tongue into Logan's navel, his hands pressed on his hips hard enough to leave marks. God, in that moment did he wish the marks could stay, so Logan would be reminded of this night for the next few days. But, nevertheless, he trekked on, the air buzzing with anticipation and attraction. He finally reached Logan's muscular thighs, leaving kisses and love bites trailing down his legs.