"girl if u ever wanna write logan being a big bottom pillow princess lmk thats all i need in life rn" - daledondale from ao3 <33
Top: Wade.
Logan: Bottom.
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Wade was just yapping away. nonstop. all he asked Logan was questions that didn't make sense.
"bub, I'm trying to sleep, please shut the hell up..."
"but I'm not tireeeddd!!!!!"
Wade pouted like a child, kinda annoying, but its whatev!! Logan was kinda in his usual mood of snark, but for some reason, he felt kinda.. freaky, I guess.
"y'know, now that you mention that, can we..?"
"wait, now--?"
"n-nevermind."
"no no, I was just surprised, peanut. we can do that, y'know."
Wade removed his hello kitty pajamas all the way to his ankles, and peeking his cock through his boxers, spitting on it and lubricating it.
"Alright, honey badger, c'mon, ass up."
Logan hated to be demanded, but he just obeyed and flipped to his stomach, and grabbed his pillow. Wade pulled his Garfield pajama pants just ever so slightly, and teased him with his tip, hard as rock.
"f-fuck Wade.."
"I'm getting to that, peanut.."
And before Logan could even say a word, Wade plunged into him. He went in forcefully, wanting to fuck this man full with his mercenary kids. he was fuckin' crazy, but Logan never minded. He never really did when they fell in love. Once Wade was too lost in thought, strained moans out of the guy, he hit Logan's sweet spot.
"W-Wa~de~!"
"Logan *quiet.* Al is asleep, and she may be blind, but she aint deaf."
Logan quickly grabbed a pillow like he was royalty, and muffled moans came straight out of him. Everytime Wade would plunge into the mutant, silent words such as, "mhm, uh, fuck," would just come right out, face smashed into the pillow. His eyes almost rolled to the back of his head because by God, Wade would fully make sure he was leaking cum, *especially* since he was a horny fuck.
"doing so good for me, peanut.. fuck...wanna breed you so bad.."
Logan was already close to come, but he wasn't done yet, not even close.
"Wa-ade~! 'm gonna--"
"*almost there*, honey badger, just a little more--! f-fuck--"
And with that Wade's thick ropes of cum released into Logan, making a strained moan, and couldn't bear to *not* praise how good the mutant did. Logan looked at the mercenary, starstruck with how fuckin' pretty he was after their fucking sesh. As he did so, he pulled his cock out, sliding it back into his boxers and cuddling Logan from behind, panting heavy. He also had seen Logan was filled up of ropes from his ass. 'Mission accomplished', Wade smirked and thought to himself, feeling absolutely devious and perhaps and fucking sinister.
"F-fuck, Logan.."
Wade lied down onto his partner, and praise how good he did.
"Such a good little honey badger, Logan.. You did *so* good for me, my love. My little pillow prince. Wanna breed you.. so.. bad..."
And as they were too tired to clean up and continue fucking, they discarded their clothing into the basket and straight afterward they both dozed off into sleep, mission completed as Althea still dreamed peacefully, slumber unbroken. The next day unwinded, Althea woke up as early as usual, and the two men were already up as she was, which was highly unusual, but then again, Al didn't give two fucks other than Wade paying part of the rent. Althea picked up the laundry, and went to wash it because she hates shit that ain't clean. (me too, bitch!!) Anywhizzle, Althea felt something *wet*. She shrieked slightly, and then groaned.
"WAAAAAADE!!"
Wade gulped, he forgot it was laundry day, and he didn't do their usual after-care. Logan saw his look and raised an eyebrow in reaction to it.
"What's up your ass, mate?" (Yes, he's fucking British.)
"Its laundry day."
Logan spit out his coffee, and looked at him.
"Your fuckin' joking, right, pool?"
"Does my look *look* like a fuckin' joke, peanut!?"
They looked at each other, Althea somehow looking at them even though she had no sight, and the one word they said together because they knew they were straight up caught;
