Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Saturday Afternoon

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So, it was snowing.

Hells to the yeah. That meant a snow day from going out and doin' crap like shopping or--shopping. Look, Deadpool really didn't like shopping.

This now meant that Nate wasn't gonna be goin' to work either. Instead he was being used like a pillow slash personal heater on the couch. He was going to enjoy the damn snuggling and take it like a man, okay?

"Just lay back and think of Providence," Deadpool suggested, settling for the fiftieth show on home improvement of the morning.

[[For that guy who is modded there.]]

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"It's locked," Nate told him, "But nice try." He stroked idly over Wade's stomach with one hand.

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"You're a tease," Wade declared, placing Max back on the ground so she could plan her vengeance on his shoes. But that also freed up his hands to slip up under Nate's sensible shirt.

To warm his hands. Really.

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"Think it's time to start considering putting Jan to bed," Nate noted, hiking up Wade's shirt to reveal some skin.

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"I'm not stoppin' ya," Wade pointed out, kindly running his thumb down the line of T.O. "In fact, I'm doin' the furthest thing from stoppin' ya."

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"You're sitting on me," Nate had to remind him. And... closed his eyes, for just a moment.

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"Oh, like that ever stopped ya before."

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Which meant it wasn't Nate's fault in the slightest if Wade got shoved, now. Which he did.

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"Hey!" Wade glared at him from his spot on the floor. "I'm getting a hot cocoa and you better be nicer when I metcha in the bedroom."

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Nate just flashed him a quick smirk, then leaned down, picking up Jan with an easy move. She flailed, but it was a very tired-looking flail. "Time for bed," he murmured, and began the trek towards her room.

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Wade gave serious thought to the cocoa, but decided to go with bed instead. Where there would be naked times.

And diiiiirtiness.

"Oh yeah."

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Nate took his time to tuck Jan in and make sure the room was completely secure. After all, a moment of failed vigilance was all it would take to ruin everything.

With all that done, he padded out of her room and into the bedroom, yanking his shirt over his head as he went.

Not as pornstar as it sounded, thank you.

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Hold on, hold on.

"Bow-chicka-chicka-chicka-bow-wow!" Wade was nothing if not helpful.

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Nate shot him a look, kicking the door back so it'd shut. "As long as you're amused."

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"Hey, I gotta keep things fresh. I could start playing Barry White next time we---get it o~n."

The singing was really unnecessary.

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Nate flung the shirt at his head.

It might be a good way to muffle the singing. And buy him some time to get one boot off.

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"Le~t's get it o~n!" Wade continued to croon, already naked, thanks. He was all prepared and shit.

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At least the boot wasn't actually aimed at Wade, just at the space beside the bed somewhat near Wade. "I got it," Nate assured him, removing his other boot, then his belt, and with a fwumph he flopped onto the bed.

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"Aw, c'mon. I gotta have a lil' fun here, man. I just spent the day snugglin' you. I deserve some dirty times."

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"That wasn't my idea," Nate pointed out, stretching out. He patted Wade's leg with one hand, pulling down his pants with the other.

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"You were beggin' for it!" Wade countered, stretching out in a vaguely sexual way. "With your eyes."

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"You wanted something warm to sleep on," Nate said, kicking his pants to the floor before he stretched further along Wade's body.

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"...yeah, aaaaaand?" Wade asked, snagging Nate by the back of his neck for a kiss.

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"Just correcting assumptions."

He kissed back, bracing himself on the bed with his hands.

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"Aren'tcha glad you didn't run off into the future to beat up space sharks?" Wade asked, doing the clever thing and wrapping his legs around Nate's hips like a clingly koala bear.

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"Space sharks...?"

That was probably one of those things Nate shouldn't ask.

He reached between them to stroke Wade just once. Tease.