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Logan can’t sleep.
It’s two in the morning, and Logan is wide awake. He’s not sure if it’s the constant bombardment on his senses, or the fear of a nightmare, or something else. But he can’t sleep. Maybe the couch was too small for comfort.
He rolls over, then sits up as he hears Wade’s wet footsteps coming from the bathroom. “Still can’t sleep, babygirl?”
Logan sighs as he turns his head to look at Wade, whose leaning over the back of the couch. He’s wearing a plain gray t-shirt, and his skin is still just a bit damp. A scent of lavender and honey permeates around him. “Nope.”
“Y’know you can sleep with me if you want?” Logan raises a suspicious brow. “Sure, my bed is only a little bit bigger, but it’s much more comfier too. And a heater blanket~”
Logan thinks about it for a moment. “Alright…” He stands up and extends one of his metal claws towards Wade. “ No funny business though.”
The other nods his head and puts his hands up in fake surrender. “Yeah, got it. No funny business!” He steps back and turns around to head to his room as Logan draws his claw back in, stopping at the second step to wait for Logan.
He sighs and follows him up the stairs to his bedroom, Wade almost skipping along all giddy-like. “You are going to love my bed! I can put a movie on my laptop and we can la-”
“’Just want to get to sleep, bub.” Logan reminds him.
“Yeah, alright, we can do movie night in my room some other time.” He opens the door to his room. “Sleep for now.” He walks in and sits down on his bed, patting the space beside it.
“You sure that can hold me?” Logan huffs as he walks forward, glancing around the room. It’s small and cramped, especially with the shelf lined with Avengers collectibles against one wall, and there’s just enough space around the bed to walk around it, but not comfortably.
“She’s taken a lot more, she’ll be fine.” Wade holds his arms out and gestures Logan over, smiling widely. And Logan softly sighs because he just has to give in at that adorable face.
He lays down, nearly against the edge of the bed, and can still feel Wade right behind him.
He lets out a content sigh at the warmth, letting the heat relax his muscles and just closes his eyes when he feels Wade… petting him? “What are you doing?” Logan turns his head to look at him.
“Shush, just enjoy it.” Wade playfully retorted as his textured fingers gently ran over Logan’s scalp and- fuck it did feel real good. So he gives in and lays his head back down, a purr vibrating through his body as he almost keens into the touch.
The hands have stopped.
It’s the first thing Logan notices. The next is that Wade was asleep, snoring softly, and Logan spends a minute just listening to his slowed breathing and heartbeat.
Then he sits up, just gazing at the wall across from him.
“Mmm… Awake already?” Wade stretches out his arms and legs a bit before rolling onto his back. He reaches for his phone, and the glow of it lights Wade’s face harshly against the dark room, highlighting the rough features of his face. “Couldn’t even stay down for… Damn- thirty minutes, huh buddy.”
“Guess so…” Logan sighs and lays back down.
And then practically jumps at the hand just below his hip. “Wade.” Logan lowly growls in warning.
But he jut gently places his scarred hand back on his hip, guiding down and slipping it just under the hem of Logan’s briefs. “Come on, a little stress relief might help.”
A grumble. He hates to admit it, but Wade might just be right. It had been forever since he’d done anything, either with himself or with another person. Perks of being the worst Wolverine.
“Fine…” He mutters.
“What was that?” Of course Wade had to be a little bitch about this, drawing his hand close enough to just brush above his dick as he speaks in that god damn teasing voice of his, kick starting the blood flow to his groin
But Wade’s got him hard now and is offering so he figures he’ll go along. “Fine.” He speaks louder this time. Wade’s fingers gently rub small circles, twisting themselves in his pubic hair.
And like the fucking tease he is, Wade still wants more. “Fine what? I need your explicit consent for what you’ll allow me to do, honey badger.” Logan can feel Wade’s breath against the back of his neck, and he almost let out an honest to god whine.
“Dammit Wade….” He takes in a shaky breath. “Jerk me off. Y-You can jerk me off.” He can feel the grin on the back of his neck as the man behind him quickly moves his hand down and start to slowly rub up and down his length, eliciting a moan from Logan.
“There we go, that’s a good boy.” His tongue gently laps at Logan’s earlobe before closing around it. Logan lets out a low groan at the sensation, leaning his head back against Wade.
“Shit…” Wade’s thumb gently rubs at the head of his cock, and he can’t help but thrust into the other man’s touch. Logan bites down on his lower lip to hold in a moan, a slight whine escaping.
“Come on, baby, let me hear you.” Wade starts to work on Logan’s neck as he fingers the slit, praising him with a “good boy” when Logan lets himself moan and whine and whimper for Wade. Wade moves his hand back down to rub at the shaft, his pace a good bit faster than before.
“Wade… Fuck, Wade…” Logan pants heavily, fists clenching as he held a tight grip on the pillow. He starts rocking his hips back and forth for more friction, and can feel a bit of drool running over his lips.
It’s when Wade plants a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss against the back of his neck and bites down that Logan’s finally pushed over the edge. “Fuck!” He slams his fist against the bed, claws unsheathing and tearing through the sheets and mattress.
“You sure don’t hold back, huh?” Wade chuckles lightly from behind him as he removes his hand, Logan catching how it’s dripping with semen in his peripheral. He can hear the rustling of tissues as Wade cleans himself. “You feeling like you can sleep now?” His voice is softer with the question, and Logan can really only nod as he tiredly pulls his hand, claws now sheathed, back against his body. “Good.” Wade starts to gently stroke his hair again.
He knows it’s going to be an awful feeling by then, but he decides to leave the clean up for the morning.