Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Monday Morning

[mouthy_merc]

After having a very busy day yesterday with being pretty--oh so pretty--Deadpool had been very glad to flop over and sleep. In someone else's bed.

Details, details.

It's not like Nate took up the whole thing. Most of the time.

Shut up, he could cling in order to find a spot to sleep. "Nate? I think I'm still pretty," He said in lieu of a good morning.

[[For the person in beeed

...and going NWS. LA.]]

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[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Well, you do have telekinesis still." Sure, be logical. "Speaking of which. Online smut has informed me this should be kinkier," He said, dropping the lube on Nate's chest.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Kinkier?" Nate repeated, letting go of Wade's ass with the metal hand to find the lube on his chest. The weight of him was still warm and... nice.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"You know, telekinesis, control issues, clones abounds, techno organic tentacles..."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"I try not to strain my telekinesis too much," Nate said, eying him. Maybe in a little confusion. Help the guy, here.

Of course, while this was going on, he was busy petting up Wade's back along his spine. Barring a lack of bumps and ridges, still the same.

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"You're just lucky I'm not Japanese or a schoolgirl," Wade informed him, moving his hands from the bed to Nate's chest as he sat up a little to help things along.

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"I think I would've noticed by now if you were," Nate told him, dryly.

Rather than pander to the script, he ran his hand down Wade's hip and... curled it around him.

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"Heeey! We need that script! It helps us see where the climax is!" That was horrible.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"You're losing your touch," Nate said, wryly, and jerked his hand up. His other, metal one slid up Wade's side, counting ribs. So to speak.

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Wade shifted and arched his back to find a comfortable position there. "You don't need all this foreplay, you know. I'mma let you in a lil' secret. This--" He waved one hand lazily between them. "--totally a sure thing."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Maybe I like touching you," said Nate.

It wasn't, in fact, the most romantic thing he'd ever said in his life - numbers 1 through 50 belonged firmly in the gently-mocking hands of Aliyah - but at least it was well-meant.

If totally dorky.

Nate didn't mind. He picked a slow rhythm for once.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Oh."

Well, crap. Sure made him shut up.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

Just to prove that he hadn't been replaced by a romantic pod person, Nate didn't push up to kiss him. He just gave Wade an extra squeeze, settling his metal hand over one ab.

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"You're an asshole," Wade grumbled, leaning down to kiss him anyway. Because--shut up! He didn't need a because!

He did whatever he felt like!

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Noted," Nate just said, sliding his fingers back up into Wade's hair, and away from his torso.

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"And don't expect me to get you flowers or some crap because of that," Wade insisted, still the master of talking while kissing. "Because I won't."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Have you ever seen any flowers around this apartment...?" Nate asked, picking a little rhythm while he considered, vaguely, the cold presence of that tube on his stomach.

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"You might suddenly turn into a chick overnight," Wade countered, having absolutely nooo issues with rocking his hips forward into Nate's hand.

"It's happened before."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Maybe some other day," Nate told him, pressing a kiss to the edge of his jaw while he kept moving.

His hand petted through Wade's hair one final time.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Oooo! That'll be fun. Always wanted a lil' girl on girl action," Wade insisted.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"If it happens."

He took a hold of the tube on his chest, running his thumb over the top of Wade's dick at the same time.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Shhhh. Fantasy fun ti--Imes." That was cruel to do as he was talking. Wade shot him a look, but magnanimously forgave it.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"I'll stop interrupting you," Nate assured him, popping the bottle open with the use of one hand.

He gave a little twist with the other.

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"Oh, sure. Say that now," Wade replied, shifting again for a better balance on his knees.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"I do," Nate said, a few counts later, when the edge of the thumb of his metal hand was rubbing against Wade's ass. "Mhm."

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Wade shifted again, this time more just because he could. "C'mon! C'mon c'mon. You're way too slow at this stuff, Nate-o."