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Deadpool had a mission. A mission that didn't involve black suits, fedoras and sunglasses, nor blues.

...maybe next time.

He was on a mission to get some damn sex. So there he was, waiting around in Nate's bed--grenade free and weapons all carefully put away--and getting bored. Where the hell was a know it all mutant messiah when you need them?

[[For the only guy there.]]

Date: 2009-02-20 05:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Nate was pretty sure that the last time the blues had been involved in one of Wade's missions, it had ended in a lot of damage control.

But that was far from his mind. He opened the door into the apartment, closed it, tossed his coat on the rack, greeted Tether, and walked towards the kitchen.

Date: 2009-02-20 05:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
Wade stared at the ceiling, getting bored again here. Maybe he shoulda brought a book...

Date: 2009-02-20 05:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Nate walked back out of the kitchen with a bag of chips.

He glanced sideways. Was the door open...?

Date: 2009-02-20 05:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
And now Wade was humming Barry White. It felt like the thing to do.

...he probably shoulda gone with something more seductive than his normal costume. Maybe some whipped cream in awkward places.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Well, that answered that question.

"Wade," Nate said, after a beat had passed and he'd managed to wind up in the doorway, looking staunch as always.

There were advantages to being a sex camel.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"Nate." Wade tapped his hand on the bed in the beat of an old Violent Femmes song.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Wade was on his bed in full uniform.

Right.

"Early night?" he ventured.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
Well, he thought naked would be a bit too forward.

Yes. Forward.

"That would depend, wouldn't it?"

Date: 2009-02-20 08:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
There was a rather obvious flicker of confusion on Nate's face.

That's when several weeks of Deadpool caught up with him, though. "Are you sure...?"

Right now, this seemed a little... hazardous.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"No, I've just been hanging out here for the hell of it," Wade replied sulkily. "Yes, I'm sure! Now get in bed before I find where ever I put my weapons."

Date: 2009-02-20 08:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Nate had the vague idea that this bout of Fandom... whatever it was hadn't ended yet. "You took care of everything?" he asked, reaching for his shirt.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"What part of 'I want sex' did you not hear?"

Date: 2009-02-20 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"I don't think either of us wants to lose any more limbs," Nate pointed out, soberly, and stripped off his shirt. "I also don't think the uniform's necessary."

That might be one last safety check, yes.
Edited Date: 2009-02-20 08:29 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-02-20 08:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"I came over from the faculty meeting!" Wade replied, throwing his mask at Nate's head.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"Get naked, Wade."

Sometimes, you had to be clear. Nate's belt was... very carefully put away.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
He didn't need to be told twice!

"Unless you keep explosives here, I think we're safe."

Date: 2009-02-20 08:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Nate's shoes went, then his pants, and he was in the middle of removing his rather sensible briefs when he asked, "Did you check the room? We've had reports of furniture-related incidents all over the island."

Date: 2009-02-20 08:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"Well, I didn't do a sweep of the room..." Oh god, should he have?

Date: 2009-02-20 08:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Nate paused, halfway into taking off those underpants. "It couldn't hurt," he said, in that tone of voice that implied that they'd probably blow up if they didn't.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"Already on it," he said, kicking the briefs away and... nearly taking out a lamp.

Whatever the island had done, it was clearly dangerous.

Date: 2009-02-20 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
Wade stared at the lamp before rubbing his forehead in frustration. "...oh god are we gonna end up with more injuries?"

Date: 2009-02-20 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"Something is definitely off," Nate agreed, heading over to check the lamp before he tackled the rest of the furniture.

Metaphorically.

As fast as he could.

"We haven't been able to pinpoint it."

Date: 2009-02-20 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"Nothing is going anywhere!" Wade hissed. "Things could break!"

Date: 2009-02-20 08:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Nate knocked on a closet, listening closely. Last of it? Yes. "I think we're clear," he said, turning around. "Um..."

Date: 2009-02-20 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"...maybe we should get more pillows. Just to make sure!"

You know, the whole nudity and potential sex thing was doing less for him than normal.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Likewise. Nate just hadn't seen fit to pay attention to it yet. "Maybe," he offered, standing by the edge of the bed.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"So. Rrawr," Wade said, without much emotion there. "Let's get to it."

Date: 2009-02-20 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Nate eyed him.

And eyed him.

He climbed onto the bed, moving over that way with his mind set mostly on, well, potential hazards.

Different brand of exciting.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
Wade nodded, waiting for that first move to happen. Or for any sort of excitement from lil' Deadpool there.

"Let's get to this!"

Date: 2009-02-20 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"Right," Nate said.

Mostly, this just felt awkward.

Coming from a man who seemed awkward about these things a lot of the time, that was saying something.

He reached the pillows next to Wade's head.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"Yup." Wade started humming that same song again. "So. Didja have a good day at work?"

Date: 2009-02-20 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"A lot of reports..." Nate said, with a sigh, and turned so he could take up his side of the bed.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
Wade lay back next to him, trying to think sexy thoughts. Nothing was working. "Oh. My. God. I think the grenade broke it," He gasped in horror, looking down at his lap.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"It's the island."

Another deep, dragging sigh. Nate closed his eyes and let the back of his head bump against the pillow a couple of times.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"I'm too young for this!" Wade insisted, shaking Nate's arm.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"You're the same age as I am," Nate pointed out, creaking open one eye.

Date: 2009-02-20 09:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"But I have a healing factor," Wade replied, reasonable for a moment before back to the hysteria. "Too young!"

Date: 2009-02-20 09:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
"We just need to resolve the problem," Nate said, closing his eye again now that he was sure Wade wouldn't blow anything up in his hysteria. "Or wait it out. Although I'd rather open negotiations..."

Date: 2009-02-20 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
Wade stopped flailing, falling back on the bed instead. "Does this mean we have to cuddle?"

Date: 2009-02-20 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
Sanely, Nate tilted his head towards him and said, "I don't think there's actually a play-by on this one."

Date: 2009-02-20 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
Wade considered that for a moment. "...wanna get a pizza and shoot things downstairs?"

Date: 2009-02-20 09:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com
A short pause.

"Sure," Nate said, "Why not."

Date: 2009-02-21 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com
"I get to use the big one!" Wade said, rolling off the bed and stealing Nate's pants.

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