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When Wade turned twenty-one, it was right around when he got top surgery. Top surgery, while it wasn't done as much as any other surgery, was becoming more of the norm to have while also coming out. After his surgery, and his scars had healed, he got a tattoo on his scar line and in the middle of his chest—a moon and sun, dripping down to his scars, which were a pattern of black stars, hiding away the scars. The process had been liberating, and it hid away the ugliness that came with being his particular identity, even if he thought it was beautiful.

When Wade turned twenty-three, he had his daughter Ellie, but there had been complications from her birth—he had to have a C-section due to such complications, leaving him scarred. The scar faded enough, but he had gotten another set of stars to cover the mark; a constellation had been made that reminded him of his daughter, in the same fashion as his chest scars.

When Wade turned twenty-seven, he got very sick. There was no reason for him to be ill. He seemed like the picture of health, a man who did everything he could to provide for himself and his daughter, even if she spent most of the time with her mother, an alpha he had had a one-night stand with. He didn’t take care of himself, so when he did go to the doctor, he found out he had cancer.

Terminal cancer.

Wade was a mercenary, but he had a B.S. in Astronomy, receiving it after having Ellie. He didn’t do too many dangerous jobs, but he was known enough that he had people looking for him. He didn’t want this life. He wanted to work for NASA, giving them something to look forward to because the man was smart. The terminal cancer diagnosis halted his work, and he found himself in a downward spiral of self-doubt and rearranging his entire life to make sure his daughter was okay. He wasn’t going to go through chemotherapy and radiation—there was no point considering he was already dying. Death was something he had never been afraid of, until it stared him right in the face.

He had a year to live. Wade was lucky, even if he did have cancer in several parts of his body. A year to spend with his Ellie, or a year to waste and wither away.

Until the Weapon X project.

Until his whole world turned upside down. He still had cancer, but now he had a healing factor that kept him in the same state for the rest of his life—but his aging process had been stopped, and him so fucking fucked. He was in constant pain because of the changes in his skin, and the Weapon X program tried to use him as a way to kill mutants who were “dangerous” to the world. He quit that real quick, not wanting a criminal record and finding a way to disappear without their disappointment—he didn’t do jobs correctly, and he let people go, so they let him go. He was unkillable. He couldn’t be harmed.

The one thing he had been terrified of was that he wouldn't be able to have his tattoos. He went to his first tattoo session when he had the money to get the space piece with the Milky Way on his back, finding out that his healing factor only helped with the healing process, but didn’t get rid of the ink. So, he got more. He got nebula sleeves on his arms, sunflowers with stars and moons in the middle of them on his leg, even little planets for the ones on the back of his leg, and then on his other leg, he had gotten another floral arrangement, with the moon, sun, stars, bees, and constellations. During this time, he got his doctorate, having been at the top of his class, and received a one-way ticket to Florida.

Here he was now, starting his first day at NASA, grateful to be sheltered by the roof and cooled by the air conditioning. He was talkative, but he was the one with the most focus, immediately coming in and reading the notes from the other astronomers he worked with. They had developed a formula for a celestial body they were watching and how it had been possibly created, which he quickly corrected and figured out for them. That’s when his boss knew he had done well picking the one with the tattoos, and fighting tooth and nail for him to get the position. He didn’t look like a professional or a scientist, but Wade didn’t care.

Wade was surprised when his colleagues invited him to drink at a bar. Initially, He thought to decline but knew he needed to make friends. He didn’t usually have very many of those because of his loud mouth and the shit he said, but these guys didn’t seem to mind—professionals, yeah, but they all liked Wade’s quirkiness and they were all quirky in their way. He texted his sitter, asking if they could keep Ellie for a bit longer, and since he had started on a Friday, it was perfectly fine, which relieved him. Ellie was five now, almost six, and Wade was supposed to be twenty-nine. She would be fine without him for a night.

Ellie’s other mother had disappeared a little after he had come back into their life as the scarred Wade he was now, so bringing her with him had to happen. He was grateful it did, because Ellie was a little bundle of joy that lit up his life. He couldn’t have done it without her. To this day, they still don’t know where Ellie’s mother has gone.

“Do ya got a car, Wilson?”

“Mmm, yup!” Wade grinned. “A nice, red Honda. I’ll meet ya guys there? What’s the address?”

Wade was a bit giddy when he found that they were going to a bar on Cocoa Beach—he had rented a nice apartment downtown so that he could get home quicker this way. With this job, he hoped to buy a house within the next few years, which he was sure to do with how much he made yearly (paid a lot better than being a mercenary did). He was on his way to the bar after changing into his spare set of clothes he had brought, having planned on taking Ellie walking through downtown if he got out early enough, but this was just as good.

When he arrived, he was a little weary at first. There were a bunch of bikes out front, which set off alarm bells in his mind, but he tried not to think much of it. His coworkers weren’t that far behind him, seeing them get out of their cars and catch up to Wade. One of them glanced at the bikes, however, and flinched.

“Maybe we should pick a different spot…?”

“Nah, Cosmo, they don’t bother anyone. It’ll be fine…”

“They?” Wade blinked at the co-worker who had mentioned “they,” head tilted to the side. “Who’s they?”

“Ugh, this… Biker gang,” The co-worker said. Wade briefly remembered his name as Alex. “They cause a fuss around Cocoa and Melbourne, but they’re pretty much harmless to the general population. They’re a group of mutants, too, with some normal human members… The cops won’t even go near them. The leader’s rich, too. Been around for a long, long time.”

“Really…” Wade hummed, staring at one of the bikes—black, gold, and blue—the only one that stood out to him. He shook his head. “Can I let ya guys in on a little secret?”

“What’s up, Wade?” Cosmo asked, perking up.

“I can protect ya guys. I used to be a mercenary. Don’t worry about ‘em. Let’s go get our drink on!” Wade grinned, being the first to walk through the bar's doors. It wasn’t one he pictured a biker gang going to, but it was true—there must have been at least twelve members, all seemingly alpha from the scents that filled the air. “Oh.”

Shit. He should’ve said they should’ve left.

Wade shook his head, making his way towards the bar. He faintly heard someone from the gang mention “geek squad,” which irritated him slightly. “Do you guys come to this place often?”

“Yup! But we try to avoid it when the gang is here… The leader, Logan, broke Alex’s nose at one point, and we try to avoid them now…” Cosmo let out a sound. “I’m so glad I’m a beta…”

“What are they called?”

“The Weapon X-Men.” Alex chimed in, glaring at the leader specifically. “Logan’s the adopted son of the founder of the actual X-Men, but he turned to a life of crime instead… Organized, facing off against other criminals, but he’s Charles’ favorite, and Charles doesn’t want to give up on him, hence him now being in fuckin’ Florida…”

“Oh, woooow…” Wade gasped, staring too long. “Oh, shit, shit, shit, fuck—he’s coming this way! I’m sooo sorry!” He turned his gaze away quickly, trying to order himself a drink. Oh, these fuckers—they all moved away from Wade when they noticed Logan coming over, leaving him stranded and alone.

Wade had hardly any time to react to the alpha pressing close to his back, reaching around to grab a glass of whiskey set on the bar. Wade gazed up and their eyes met, causing Wade’s heart to pound hard against his chest. This man was… oh, God, Wade’s poor pansexual heart. He was attractive, with beautiful blue eyes with flecks of green around the middle, a nice beard—he didn’t know what it was called, but you readers will know exactly! He was fucking huge, with bulging muscles that screamed he worked out.

Oh. Fuck.

“Yer new…”

“And yer extremely close…” Wade whispered, trying not to let out a whimper. He smelled so good, too… “Do ya mind movin’ away so I can breathe?”

“Can I buy ya a drink?”

“Holy shit…”

Logan’s gaze immediately snapped toward Cosmo’s, who let out a squeak and hid behind Alex. He didn’t care after seeing Alex, glancing back down at Wade. “Well?”

“…” Wade was flushed. “Y-Yeah.”

“Aaaand, we lost him… Goddamn it.” Rachel—that was Rachel, he thinks. She was loud about it, but Logan didn’t seem to care. “Earth to Waaade! Don’t give in to the big, bad alpha! You’re here to get to know us!”

“I can still buy ‘im a drink,” Logan glared at her, which made her glare back. “Can’t I?” He glanced back down at Wade, asking him instead of her.

“Y-Yup! Do they sell Pina Coladas here? It’s on the beach, they’ve gotta.”

Logan looked at the bartender, making him nod and walk away. He sat next to Wade, who sat down next to him, and everyone else on the other side of Wade. None of them wanted to be near Logan. “Ya can talk to your… colleagues? You don’t look like you work at the Space Station.”

“I do, yeah…” Wade smiled, rubbing his arm slightly. “They let me in despite the tats. Even with a little one, I graduated top of my class~!”

“Little one, huh?” Logan leaned in a little, gazing down at Wade’s neck. “Yer not mated.”

“One-night-stand,” Wade stared him down. “I’m not afraid to tell a stranger my whole life story, but you’d have to strap yourself down for that one, buddy.”

“Wait, Wade!” Cosmo widened their eyes. “You have a kid? Can we see!”

Wade’s gaze went to Cosmo, smiling. “I do!” He took his phone out, going to his gallery. Logan was watching him closely, which made him a little nervous. What was this alpha thinking anyway? “Here. Her name is Eleanor, but I call her Ellie, my sweet little Ellie-bear~. She’s five.”

“Ohhh, she’s so cute!” Rachel chimed in, peering over his shoulder. She quickly backed away when she heard a growl from Logan. “Whoa, buddy. He ain’t yours. What’s your problem?”

Logan shrugged, glancing off to the side. “He smells good. So yer name is Wade, huh?”

“Yeah…” Wade breathed, trying not to be suffocated by all the different scents surrounding him. This was a weird situation, especially since he just met all these people today. “And yours is Logan.”

“Yeah,” Logan glanced off to the side, staring toward some of the other members of his gang. “I can hear you fucks, y’know?”

“You can?” Wade widened his eyes. “But they’re so far away!”

“Yeah…” Logan leaned in, pressing his lips to Wade’s ear. “They say that yer cute… Some of ‘em even wanna fuck ya, but they try that, and they’re dead… I’ve got my eyes on you already. Yer pretty, and I love the tats ya got on ya. Makes me wanna see what I can’t see…”

“Oh…” Wade breathed, biting on his bottom lip. He couldn’t help but feel a little turned on at that. He could smell the other—his breath and his pheromones. He smelled like burning wood, pine, and petrichor. This man was born to be in the outdoors. Why was he cooped up in a bar like this? “I…”

“Yeah…?” Logan’s breath fanned against his ear, making Wade shiver. He pulled away when Wade’s drink was set down before them. “Drink up, darlin’.”

Wade grabbed his drink and took a sip of it. He set his phone down on the counter and sipped at it, his eyes not leaving Logan’s for a second. The man was also downing another glass of whiskey, staring at Wade. There was something about the man that had Wade hypnotized. He couldn’t take his eyes off him, and Logan couldn’t either.

Wade was asked a question by one of his co-workers, making him turn his attention to them. Everyone feared Logan, so no one was stopping him from being so close to Wade or even getting close to his ear. Wade didn’t mind it, however. Logan was attractive, and attractive people rarely gave him the time of day.

“It might be rude of me to ask… You don’t have to answer, Wade, but how did you become… scarred?”

“It’s a traumatic story, honestly,” Wade huffed. “Might have to know you a little longer to give the complete story~. You’ll find out soon enough. I don’t like tellin’ it right away, especially since it’s a sore subject. Trauma is a bitch.” He had nightmares still from the shit he went through. He deflected a lot. “Besides, I don’t wanna dish out all my trauma when in the presence of such a handsome, possessive man! Hardly even know me, yet you’re all over me, alpha…” He glanced back at Logan with a slight grin when he heard the man let out a low growl. “What’s wrong~?”

“Nothin’.”

Logan wasn’t much of a talker, it seemed. Wade tried to ignore him, for the most part, but with him so close and smelling so good, it was getting hard to focus. He had come out to get to know his co-workers, not some strange man who was all over him. Hell, even one of the members in his gang tried to get him to come back over, but he wouldn’t budge (and a part of Wade didn’t want him to budge).

Any time another alpha would get near Wade, Logan would scare him off, even if they were just trying to get a drink. Logan didn’t want anyone else near Wade, and Wade couldn’t help but wonder why. Was it because he smelled that good to him? Wade had heard that he smelled amazing to other alphas, but his looks were always a dealbreaker for most people. He wished he had his fantastic good looks again, but wouldn’t change it for the world. He was different, and he always loved being different.

“You gonna hang around me all night, bud?” Wade asked after a while. He was on his fourth Pina Colada, and Logan still paid for every single one. He had to admit he loved the attention.

“You seem to like it…”

“Do I? Or am I toleratin’ ya so ya don’t cause a fuss?” Wade slowly got up, huffing a little. “I’m going to the restroom.” He walked off, needing a breather from Logan’s intoxicating scent. The man screamed fuckboy energy, but he wasn’t so sure if that was the truth or not.

Wade splashed some water on his face after using one of the stalls, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. He heard the door open, causing him to groan in frustration. Okay, this man was trying a little too hard. It was borderline a little pathetic, but Wade dug it a little. He turned his body toward Logan, only to let out a soft squeak when he was pressed into the wall.

What. The. Fuck.

Wade had no words, his chin cupped and made to look up at the man. His body trembled slightly, biting his bottom lip as he gazed into his eyes. What was happening? Why was he so interested?

“Where ‘re you from?”

“I…” Wade breathed, letting out a little whimper. He was doing this shit on purpose! “Could you quit it with the pheromones…”

“You like it.”

“I soooo do…” Wade tilted his head back. “Canada, but I moved to the States when I graduated high school. You?”

“Canada, but I moved to the States a long time ago,” Logan’s hand slowly slid down, gripping Wade’s hip. “Did ya use to live in New York, by chance?”

“How…”

“Doesn’t matter,” Logan leaned in. “I can smell it, ya know—yer arousal. You want me to touch you, don’t you?”

“Fffuck yeah, I do,” Wade breathed, tilting his head back. “God, yer hot… Wait. Wait, wait, wait. Nope. This isn’t happening. Would you be so kind—”

“I’ve already bought you a drink. Want me to buy y’ some food, too?” Logan rumbled, leaning in so his nose lightly touched the omega’s neck. Wade shivered underneath him, whimpering. “I don’t usually…”

Logan pulled away quickly, and the door was opened. Wade’s face was flushed, quickly glancing off in the other direction. He used this as a way to escape, beyond flustered. God, he wanted the man to touch him so fucking bad. But, unlucky for them, Alex had been the one to walk in. He glared at Logan, growling toward him.

“Wade, we're heading out to another bar to get to know you. Coming?”

“Yeah, sure. Give me a sec, please~?”

Alex nodded, giving Logan another pointed look, before walking back out. Wade turned his gaze back to Logan, walking close. He pressed his body to his, reaching into his pocket to grab the man’s phone. Logan was too stunned to say anything, staring at Wade with wide eyes as he tapped away at his phone.

“Man, this thing is ancient… Get yourself a new fuckin’ phone, babe. It’s not even a touchscreen!” Wade slipped it back into his pocket—he had gained his confidence. There was no way in hell he would play the shy omega in this case. “Listen here, buddy. I may be all tatted the fuck up, but I have a reputation to uphold… kind of. You want yer dick wet by me? Fine. But I’ve got a kid, so I can’t just bring you to my place. I scream in pleasure. I’m a fucking sloppy mess when it’s a guy I really like, so it gets fucking loud.” He wrapped his arms slowly around Logan’s neck, pulling him in. “You want me bad? You’re gonna have to do it the proper way… Take me to dinner, then take me back to your place, and breed me ‘till the sun fuckin’ rises and I'm passed out.”

Logan was stunned. Before he could say a single word, Wade slammed their lips together into a deep kiss, head tilted to the side and lips parting so tongues could meet. It didn’t last long because soon enough, Wade was pulling his head away, panting softly as he licked away the string of saliva that followed.

“Fuck…” Logan’s hands pressed to Wade’s ass. “What’ll convince ya to come home with me tonight?”

“Nothing, because my Ellie-bear’s expecting me and we’re new to this city…~” Wade pulled away. “Oh, and I’m trans. I dunno if that shit matters to you or not, but if you’re not okay with it, then don’t contact me. Mm, okay. Bye~.”

“Wai—”

Wade walked out of the bathroom, a grin on his face. Yeah, that’ll teach an alpha not to mess with him. Wade talked dirty, he did. He didn’t want to in front of his coworkers, because even in his fucked up mind, he knew he had some reputation to uphold. Sure, he could’ve locked the door and bent over for the man (because his cunt was soaked and he could feel it with every step), but where’s the fun in that?

He was going to leave Logan wanting. Waiting. He didn’t want to leave, though.

“C'mon, guys. You sure you wanna leave? It's only that Logan guy buggin’ us, but he seems harmless for the most part!” Wade smiled at his team, arms behind his back. “I like it here.”

“Are you sure, Wade?”

“Positive. I love the attention…” Wade plopped back down in his seat, taking another sip of his drink. “You guys wanna see more pictures of Ellie? She had fun on the ride down from New York. She’s going to miss the snow, but it's okay~. We’ll visit.”

Logan had walked back over again, shooting a glare toward his group. He grabbed his drink, gave Wade a look, then walked over to them. Wade breathed a sigh of relief because he genuinely didn’t know if he could handle the man pressing against him again. He could even smell the arousal on Logan. He did love games like this.

Wade felt his phone vibrate, taking it out and looking at his texts.

Oh. Fuck.

xxx-xxx-xxx: don’t care what the fuck you are.
> I’m taking you out tomorrow. I’ll pay your sitter double if I have to.

Oh. FUCK.

Wade turned his attention to Logan, who grinned at him as if nothing were wrong. This man knew exactly what he was doing. He huffed, glancing away to turn his attention to his coworkers.

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Wade got to learn a lot about his coworkers. However, he ended up excusing himself a little early since Ellie wasn’t falling asleep without him. Being at a new place would do that to someone, and it had been like that for the better part of the week.

Wade learned that Cosmo was a lightweight and they were dating Alex. He also discovered that Rachel had a long-term partner she was thinking of mating with. A few others were Arthur, Eloise, Michael, and Von. He had learned plenty about everyone in a short amount of time, which made Wade happy. He liked having friends. He only had a select few in New York, but his ex-partner was a big reason he decided to move. He abandoned everything because they abandoned him.

When Wade got home, he sighed when he heard Ellie squeal, running towards him. Her arms were around his waist immediately, clinging. He rubbed the back of her head with a smile, chuckling softly.

“Hi, baby. Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“Papa left me!” Ellie pouted, snuggling her face against his stomach. “I missed you, Papa…”

“Oh, honey…” Wade leaned down to pick her up, gently tapping her nose. “You gotta sleep, though! Yer lucky it’s the weekend. You start school on Monday.”

“I don’t wanna go!”

“You have to, Ellie-bear…” Wade held her close, glancing at the sitter. “Hey, do you think you could take care of her tomorrow? I, uh… Have a date. I’m willin’ to pay ya double.”

“Yeah, sure. Ellie and I have lots of fun, so I don’t mind!”

“Awesome. I’ll Zelle you your payment for tonight ASAP!”

Wade locked the door when she left, and Ellie gave him a look. He smiled at her, taking her to her bedroom. “Babygirl, you have to sleep, otherwise the little goblins will get you tonight!”

“No!” Ellie whined when she was placed in the bed, but crawled under the sheets anyway. “But… I missed you…”

“I know, honey,” Wade leaned in, kissing her forehead. “I’m gonna be gone all day tomorrow, too, but we’ll have a nice breakfast on Sunday, okay? You want a bedtime story?”

“Can it be the X-Men tonight…?”

“Of course!”

Wade was happy to read the children’s book that the X-Men put out. She looked up to them, hoping to be a mutant like them one day. It warmed Wade to the heart, if only being a mutant were good in this universe. They were becoming more accepted for sure, but there were still many people out there who hated them. Ellie could very well be one. Wade had the genes for it; he just had it forced out of him.

Eventually, Ellie fell asleep, and he slowly left the bedroom and went to his. He took out his phone, biting on his bottom lip as he named Logan in his cellphone—Hot Biker Dude—then decided to give him a call. He didn’t know how that man even texted on his broken ass phone.

“Hello?”

“Hey, it’s… Uh, Wade.”

“Hold on.”

Wade heard some shuffling over the phone, staring at it momentarily before pressing it back to his ear. “Hello?”

“Here. Sorry, darlin’. Wasn’t expecting any calls. In th’ middle of somethin’ but ‘ve got the time.”

“I can call back—”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Well… Uh…” Wade breathed, moving to flop back onto his bed. “I have decided. You’re takin’ me out tomorrow. One of the things we’re doing is gettin’ ya a new phone. Then, you’re takin’ me to breakfast. I want chocolate chip waffles or pancakes, or cinnamon roll ones. Find a good place that has ‘em. You’ll have a day to amuse me, and I’ll decide if you take me back to your place so I can scream for you. I have to be home at night for Ellie.”

“You love yer daughter, huh? What if I want ya all night?”

“If I like spending time with you enough… I’ll ask my sitter if they can take her for the night…~ You’ll have to impress me, Logan. I’m easy to impress, but I might play hard to get with you.”

“I like a little challenge every once ‘n a while. Send me yer address. I’ll see ya tomorrow at eight, so go get some sleep.”

“Yeah… Wow, so early! Where the hell are we heading to have to get on the road so early?”

“Melbourne. I know just the place in Melbourne, and we’ll head to a phone store there. I dunno what carrier ‘ve got. Charles hooked me up with this thing a long time ago… So yer gonna be helpin’ me with that.”

“Sounds like a plan to me…”

“An’ Wade?”

“What?” Wade felt his heart flutter at the sound of his voice when he said his name. He shifted on the bed a little, biting on his bottom lip.

“Just know ‘m gonna have ya whinin’ and moanin’ for me before we even get to dinner. I’ll leave ya wantin’ like you did me, right until we get to my place, an’ then I’ll fuck you so goddamn hard, yer gonna want more Every. Fuckin’. Day.”

“O-Oh…” Wade let out a shaky breath, moving a hand down to rub himself through his pants slowly. “Is that so? You say bold words, big man. Are you even sure yer cock can do such damage?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, won’t ya now, babe?”

“Mmmm…” Wade closed his eyes, sliding his hand inside of his pants, rubbing the bump where his dick poked out. Logan’s voice had him excited, especially after what he had said. “I better find out soon enough…”

“You like the sound of my voice, Wade?” Logan growled through the phone. “Yer breathin’ has quickened. You sound flustered. I can come over there now… Pin your head to the pillows or choke ya on my cock. Do ya—”

“S-Stop, hnng…” Wade shook his head, rubbing himself harder. How fucking lewd. “I’m hanging up now. I’ll see you tomorrow, Logan…”

“Don’t have too much fun without me, yeah?”

“Mmm… Night.”

“Night.”

Wade hung up the phone, breath shuddering as he tilted his head back. He shoved down his pants and underwear quickly, spreading his legs out. Fuck. Fuck. It had been too long since he’s had anyone give him this sort of attention. He was frustrated and needy, but he wasn’t trying to pounce on the first fucking man he meets. He thought he could make it tomorrow with just a kiss at the door, but it seemed that wouldn’t be the case.

He wanted the man. Bad. It showed in how hard he came against his fingers, whimpering as his hips bucked and he tried to hold his moans back. He wished it was the other’s cock. How big was he? Would he be able to make him cum over and over again, or would he be boring and fuck worse than anyone he’s ever met?

Oh, God. Maybe he should text the sitter… Because he didn’t know what the outcome would be for tomorrow, and he didn’t want to come back home a fucking mess. Ugh, fuck. What did he get himself into? Why did he have to go to that damn bar? He didn’t even think he was ready for a relationship like this. The man seemed dangerous and didn’t know how far that danger went.

There was a lot of anxiety with this now, biting down on his bottom lip as he slowly got up to clean in the bathroom. If only he had someone to talk to about this. Well, he did, but he didn’t think it would be wise to wake her so late. Maybe tomorrow… Or the day after, since he had an early morning.

Fuck.

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When Wade hung up the phone, Logan stared at it with a grin, hand against the front of his pants. Fuck. He thought his days of romance were over, but with a man as enticing as Wade? He didn’t want to let him get away, especially after the display in the restroom when they were alone. He breathed a sigh, tucking his phone away, then turned to what he had been doing previously.

“Y’ okay there, Boss?”

“Fuck yeah,” Logan unsheathed his claws, taking a step forward. “Let’s take care of this mutant killin’ shitbag. I’ve got an early mornin’ tomorrow.”

“Whooooo, that tattooed man called ya?” Remy—he had been one of the ones to leave the X-Men alongside him. “Look a’ you! Gettin’ yourself out there with a cutie like ‘im?”

“Watch it,” Logan growled at him. “Yeah. So quick an’ dirty it is.”

Logan was fucking ready for tomorrow.

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“Ellie… C'mon, baby. Why are you being so difficult this morning…?”

“I! Don't! Want! You! To! Go!”

“Please?”

“No!”

Wade breathed out a sigh. He should've expected this, especially since last night he had been out later than he expected. He knew why Ellie was being difficult, but it was starting to piss him off. He needed to be patient. Being a single father was… tough.

Fuck.

“Ellie…” Wade sat down on the couch, plopping her into his lap. “Listen… Papa has a date today. Don't you want Papa happy?”

“A date…?”

Wade nodded his head. “Yup. And you know what those are, right?”

Ellie nodded her head, her little arms wrapped around Wade’s neck. “Can I meet him…?”

“Oh dear…” Wade laughed. “Would that make you stay with the sitter today?”

Ellie nodded her head.

“Ah, fuck… Fine,” Wade pressed a kiss to her forehead. “You’re so lucky that you’re adorable, and I love you. Becca is late anyway. I can’t fault her for that. It’s a Saturday!”

Ellie nodded her head again, pressing a kiss to Wade’s cheek. “Papa… Is he going to be my new Dad?”

“Whoooaaa, whoa, there, Ellie-bear! He and I just met, sweetie. That isn’t gonna happen for a long time if it does…” Wade ruffled her hair, chuckling. “Relationships take time, honey. But, he could very well be. We don’t know what the future will hold.”

Wade glanced at the door when he heard a knock, puffing out his cheeks. He set Ellie down on the ground, then got up. “Okay, Ellie. Stay behind me, all right?”

Wade walked to the door—yup, definitely Logan. He sighed, opening it up slowly. “Hey! So, before you freak out, Ellie was being a biiit difficult—are those… chocolates? Roses?”

“Yeah… what about Ellie?”

“…she wants to meet you; otherwise, the date is a no-go.”

“Oh. Oh. I don’t… Uh…” Logan scratched the back of his neck. “Sure.”

Wade opened up the door slowly, letting Ellie poke her head out. “Here she is~. C’mon in, Logan. You want some coffee? Sitter isn’t here yet.”

“…sure,” Logan walked in, Ellie’s little eyes following him. He crouched down in front of her, holding his hand out. “Hey there, darlin’. I’m Logan.”

“…” Ellie stared at him, hugging Wade’s leg. “Hi…” She grabbed his hand, gently shaking it. “I’m Ellie!”

Wade smiled, nudging her gently. “You two go sit at the dining table. Let me go grab us some coffee…” He kept a close eye on Logan, of course. This man was still a complete fucking stranger and yet here he was, allowing him in his fucking home to meet his daughter. He has never done this before. Valentine only met Ellie half a year after they dated. Fuck. Something about Logan…

Logan sat down at the dining table, but only after helping Ellie into one of the chairs. Well… This was fucking awkward.

“Doesn’t my Papa look pretty?” Ellie smiled up at Logan, kicking her feet a little. “Papa is really brave…”

“Yeah…” Logan had to agree on that one. He didn’t get to take it in at first, but gazing at Wade now, he couldn’t help but agree. Wade wore a red floral mini dress with a nice pair of flats. He hadn’t expected to see Wade in a dress, but he wasn’t complaining. “Your Papa is beautiful, darlin’. So are you.”

Ellie giggled, pressing her hands to her face. “Nuh-uh!”

“Yeah-huh,” Logan grinned at her. “Not more beautiful than yer Papa, but yer pretty darn close t’ it.”

Oh. God. Wade felt his heart flutter. This was ridiculous. He was flushed as he watched the second cup of coffee drip down into the mug. He huffed to himself, trying not to think too hard. Shit. He was so nervous. He hardly knew Logan. Why did he agree to do this? This was dumb. This was fucking stupid.

“Papa has been nervous all morning… He even burned my breakfast!”

“Ellie!” Wade whined at her. “Don’t tell him that!”

“Why?” Ellie tilted her head to the side.

“Yeah, why?” Logan grinned at him.

“Nnngh…” Wade let out a soft sound, turning his attention back to the mugs. “How the fuck do you like your coffee?”

“Black.”

Wade grabbed the creamer to pour into his coffee, mixing it. He then walked over with the mugs, setting one of them in front of Logan. “There ya go. Ellie, what do you think of him, baby?”

Ellie moved to tug at his jacket, tilting her head at it. “Wait… Are you an X-Man?!”

“Oh… Uh. I was. I’m part of a group that kinda… Branched off from ‘em. Ya like the X-Men, kiddo?”

Ellie nodded her head. “I hope one day I’m a mutant…” She smiled big. “Papa is a mutant!”

“I—” Wade stared her down. “Mutate, Ellie. I wasn’t born a mutant.”

“Mu-tate…” Ellie kicked her feet again. “Mutate!”

Logan couldn't help the chuckle that he let out. “She’s adorable, Wade. I like her.”

“Yeah, she’s a little menace,” Wade rolled his eyes. “She’s an adorable one, though.”

“Papa, can I have choccy milk?” Ellie put her arms on the table, resting her chin against her arms as she pouted up at him. “Pwease?”

“You—” Wade pinched the bridge of his nose. “Ellie, ya already had choccy milk!”

“I want more!”

“Yer gonna give the sitter so much trouble…” Wade shook his head, standing up again to pour her some chocolate milk in her sippy cup. He came back and set it down in front of her. It had little “Wolverine” symbols on it. They still made merchandise for him despite his having left the X-Men. “Wait…”

Logan stared at it, then glanced up at Wade. “Yeah?”

“You’re—”

“Yeah.”

“Holy fuck…” Wade gasped. “Holy—”

“Papa! Language!” Ellie crossed her arms at him.

Wade was in love. He was in fucking love. Holy. Shit. A big part of him should’ve figured it out last night, he knew that, but he had been too lost in the other's scent and how big he is…

“Your papa just figured out that I used to be th’ Wolverine…” Logan chuckled, turning his head to Ellie. “Ellie, I hope ya trust me with takin’ care of him. I’m sure he’s very capable of takin’ care of himself, but I’ll protect him so he don't gotta do the work. Sound good?”

Ellie’s mouth was wide open, her eyes big and wide. She nodded her head quickly. “Will you marry my Papa?”

“Ellie!” Wade flushed. He heard a knock on the door and let out a sound, quickly standing up so he could rush to the front door and open it. Thank fuck that it was the sitter. He was dying here. “Becca… Thank you for comin’.”

“I'm so sorry I’m late, Mr. Wilson! Traffic…” Becca trailed off when she saw Logan out of the corner of her eye. “Oh no! Your date is here, I’m so sorry…”

“Don’t worry!” Wade smiled. “C’mon, Logan! Let’s get outta here. Ellie, behave!”

“Okay, Papa!” Ellie got out of her seat to hug Logan, giving him the biggest squeeze she could. “Take care of him! I like you. I want you as my Dad.”

“ELLIE!” Wade groaned. “Oh my God, Logan, please.”

“I like her,” Logan pats her head. “I’ll take care of him. You go put his roses in some water with yer sitter, yeah? No eatin’ the chocolate. That's for yer papa.” He got up from his chair and walked over to Wade.

“Sir, yes, Sir!”

The two of them stepped out of the house, Wade hooking his purse over his shoulder. He didn’t look Logan in the eye, not for a second, but he could tell the man was staring at him. When Wade glanced up, he noticed there wasn’t a motorcycle, but a nice truck. That was when he glanced up at Logan in confusion.

“Ya really thought I was gonna take ya an hour away on a bike?” Logan shook his head. “I want ya comfortable, Wade.”

“Oh…” Wade breathed out. “You…”

“I know. Take it in…” Logan chuckled, grabbing Wade’s hand. He pulled the man close, leaning down. “Now ya want me even more, huh? Big fan?”

“Y-Yeah…” Wade shivered. Holy fuck. “This is real, huh? I knew the Wolverine had left New York, but Florida?”

“Yeah… I wanted to get as far away as possible. C’mon.”

Logan opened up the door for Wade, helping him inside. He moved around to the driver’s side and slid in easily. He turned on the car and immediately clicked on the first thing to go to.

“I’m gonna take ya to eat first. There’s this place called “Metro Diner” that got all kinds of food. They got Cookie Butter pancakes and waffles if ya wanna try that the next time I take ya…” Logan glanced at Wade. “As for the X-Men shit… Yeah. I was on it. Couldn’t stand Scott, though. Had some trouble with him, and at one point, it got so fuckin’ bad I almost killed ‘im. We used to be good, then we weren’t. I decided that a gang would be a better option. I can be who I am. I can take down those who hate mutants.”

“That’s so fucking hot…” Wade whispered. “Holy shit… I’m like, soaking wet right now.”

“Yeah?” Logan smirked.

“Yeah…”

Logan moved to press a hand to his thigh, rubbing it slowly. “Just you wait. I’m gonna take ya back to my place and show ya just how much I can worship ya.”

“Stooooop…” Wade whined, burying his face against his arm. “This is fucking ridiculous. I can’t afford to have something serious right now. I got Ellie. I got a new job. I can’t…”

“Y’ really think I’m gonna let ya go?” Logan squeezed his thigh. “Yer fucked, Wade. There’s somethin’ about ya…”

“Nononono!” Wade glared up at him. “We're gonna do this correctly! No fucking on the first date!”

“You sure about that?”

“So sure!”

 No, he wasn’t.

“Ya sure don’t smell sure, Wade…” Logan practically growled out. “I can smell your slick. I fucking bet if I reached over and finger fucked you, my finger would slide in fucking easily. You wanna test it out?”

“SSSTTTOOOP!” Wade groaned, crossing one leg over the other. “Fuck you and your stupid fucking heightened sense of smell you stupid fucking mutant! Fuck!” He pressed his hands to his face, head resting on the window. “Ugh! What do you even see in me?”

“I dunno…” Logan tapped his fingers against the steering wheel. “Maybe it’s the fact that ya don’ give a fuck what others think? I mean, look at you. Yer covered in tattoos. It's hot as hell and ya ain’t even my type. It seems like you wear whatever the fuck you want, too, and I like that. You also didn’t tell me to fuck off or even shame me for the shit I do. Yer beautiful in yer own way, and yer scent overpowers that other smell ya got goin’ on—a permanent illness?”

“Cancer…” Wade shrugged. “I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I was working as a mercenary while I was in school, a damn good one, and was approached. I had so much to live for, Ellie being one of them. I was recruited into the Weapon X program, where I was tortured and…” He sighed. “I have nightmares about it. Sucks.”

“Weapon X…” Logan mumbled.

“Yup. Same as you. Got my healin’ factor from you, bub.”

Logan snorted. “Brat.”

“Anyways… Ellie’s mother disappeared shortly after. I think she’s dead, but who the fuck knows…” He sighed. “I had to take care of Ellie, and being a mercenary was dangerous. Ellie took priority over that, so I focused on school and got a better job. It was rough, but I managed it, and because of my high grades, I earned a spot at NASA. The thing is, I hear voices, and they helped me through school. I applied myself and it fucking worked.”

“You’re amazing, Wade. Has anyone ever told you that?”

“…” Wade's cheeks flushed. “And has anyone told you how incredibly fucking sexy you are? Mm, ya scream daddy to me. I want to eat you the fuck up.”

“Oh?” Logan’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. “What’s with the sudden change in attitude?”

“I like saying what’s on my mind, and yeah, I want us to have a proper first date, but I also want you to pin me down and fuck me till I see stars…” Wade couldn't deny how fucking horny he felt. He wanted this man bad. “I don’t like fucking on the first date, but get me riled up enough, and I just might let you pin my face into the pillows and pound me silly from behind, or stuff my mouth with something while you—”

“Jesus fucking Christ, I get it!” Logan was practically shaking, trying to hold himself together. This tattooed, little freak… “You're such a horny little thing.”

“That, I am~.”

Wade rested his head against Logan’s arm, grinning up at him. He decided to keep his thoughts to himself for the rest of the ride, not wanting to distract Logan. They both had healing factors, but that didn't mean Wade wanted to wreck Logan’s nice truck. He wasn’t quiet, but he tried to keep his thoughts semi-innocent for the time being.

They arrived at the restaurant eventually, and Wade could feel his stomach growling. He rubbed his stomach as they walked up to the doors, grinning like an idiot when Logan opened the door for him. Wade clung onto Logan as if he were a tree branch, nuzzling into his arm with a big smile on his face. He could feel eyes on them, most likely because of Wade’s appearance, but he didn’t care. He stayed clinging, waiting for them to be seated.

Once they were seated, Logan scooted into the booth first, then pulled Wade in next to him gently. Wade was glad to know that the clinginess was mutual, because Logan’s arm was wrapped around Wade’s shoulders, and their bodies were pressed as close as they possibly could.

“What will you two lovebirds be havin’ today?”

“I’ll have coffee,” Logan grumbled, squeezing Wade’s arm.

“Mm…” Wade thought for a moment. “I’ll have some chocolate milk~!”

Logan snorted. “You act like you definitely have a child…”

“Coming right up, you two.”

“Hey!” Wade huffed, sticking his tongue out at him. “It’s a good drink!” He stuck his tongue out at him. “And a big drink in the household, that’s for sure. I can’t say no to her little face… it was hard even getting her permission for this date!”

Logan laughed softly at that. “Oh, she has you wrapped around her little finger, huh?”

Wade nodded his head, burying his face against Logan’s arm. He was pouting at the teasing, but he did like it. It meant that Logan wanted him, somewhat. He might come to regret that, but who the fuck knows. Wade could be a bit of a menace, from what Logan has already seen, and it could only get worse.

“C’mon, darlin’. I was only teasin’ ya. Let me see those pretty eyes of yers…”

Wade let out a sound, glancing up at Logan. “Oh, shut up…” He laughed, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. He then ran his fingers through the other’s hair. “The only pretty thing about me.”

“Don’t ya dare say that,” Logan growled at him, rubbing his thumb against Wade’s cheek when he cupped his chin. “I wouldn’t be goin’ out with ya if I didn’t think you were pretty. You’re breathtakingly beautiful, handsome even, so don’t ya say that about yerself again, you got me?”

Wade puffed out his cheeks a little bit before leaning up to press a gentle kiss to the other’s lips. It was a little peck at first, but then Logan pressed a hand to the back of his head and held him there. He deepened the kiss, making Wade tilt his head to the side and moan softly. Wade pulled away before things could get too heated because he knew he would hop onto Logan’s lap if given the chance. Logan groaned when he did, nudging his nose against Wade’s.

“So… Is it the tats that make you feel attracted?”

“The tats, yeah, but there’s somethin’ about ya that I can’t quite put my finger on…” Logan hummed, rubbing the other’s back gently. “The moment you walked in and I could smell you, I was hooked and wanted you. I would do anything to have you, and I mean it. Now? Now I do. Yer stuck with me.”

“I should be saying that to you, Mr. Because, I don’t like letting go if it’s something like this…” Wade smiled. “The days of me having one-night stands are over. I want to find myself a nice husband who will help take care of me, Ellie, and our future children…”

“You want more?” Logan rumbled softly, his hand sneaking down Wade’s side and to his waist. “I can give ya more.”

“W-Whoa there…” Wade flushed brightly, widening his eyes. “I—whoa. This is only the first date, babe! C-Chill…”

Logan laughed, which was music to Wade’s ears. He nuzzled into Logan affectionately, grabbing his hand to squeeze it. “No worries. I’m not plannin’ to knock you up on the first date, Wade, as appealing as that does sound.”

“H-Hey! I'm on birth control anyway…” Wade huffed, rolling his eyes. “Dirty man.”

“You wanna see dirty?”

“Fuck yes…” Wade whispered. “Wait. Nononono. First date. Gotta be cute!” He huffed, giving the other a little pat on the thigh. He then shifted, grabbing a menu and handing it to Logan. He already knew what he wanted. He wanted those goddamn cinnamon roll pancakes. Fuck, he was determined to have them.

“Don’t need it. I know what I want.”

“Ooh…” Wade skimmed the menu over a bit to see if there was anything else that caught his eye, but there wasn’t. The prices were pretty expensive, though… “Y’know, I would’ve been fine with IHOP?”

“Yeah, but where’s the fun in that?”

“…True, you do have a point…” Wade giggled. “I’m glad you took me here. It looks like some high-quality, primo stuff they’ve got! Whatcha gettin’?”

“The Avocado Breakfast Sandwich.”

“That’s super surprising.”

Logan snorted. “How so?”

Wade shrugged. “Couldn’t tell ya. Maybe it’s because ya don’t seem like the type to want that?”

“Is it the whole manly vibe I give off? We super manly men like avocados, Wade.”

Wade giggled again. “I'm just messin’ with ya!”

“Sure ya are, bub.”

“Oh my God, you said it! The famous word!”

Wade giggled when Logan rolled his eyes at him, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. When the waiter got back with the coffee and chocolate milk, they ordered their food. It was right back to cute banter between them while they waited for food. Wade happily skipped his chocolate milk with a straw, and Logan made a snide comment about it that got him playfully slapped. To be honest, Wade’s mind was already set. The fact that Logan, with very little hesitation, said yes to meeting his daughter had him swooning. He wanted Logan to be his, and Logan only wanted the same.

“Tell me something, Logi…” Wade hummed. “Why the fuck have you stayed with a flip phone for this long? Like sure, you’re an old man, but you were there when technology was fucking invented! Like, c’mon.”

“Because it ain’t easy to adapt when yer older,” Logan huffed. “I try to, so yer gonna have to teach me. What phone am I gonna be gettin’?”

“The newest Samsung Ultra! Unless ya want something bigger like the fold. But your eyes are good, aren’t they?”

“Hmm… I'll just get whatever you got,” Logan shrugged. “Easier that way.”

“Good, because there’s gonna be no iPhone lovers in this fic!”

“…What?”

“Nothing!” Wade giggled, pinching his cheek when he saw the confused look on Logan’s face. “Get used to the weirdness, handsome.”

Logan leaned in, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Y’know… I had this whole thing planned, but knowing that Ellie was reluctant for you to leave, how about we go back to yer place after a trip to the mall? Can watch a movie or somethin’ with Ellie…”

Wade widened his eyes, gazing at the other in shock. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes, having to glance away and rest his head against his chest. He let out a sound, then sniffled, burying his face against his chest. All the people he’s dated have never been considerate of the fact that he was a single father, yet here Logan was, doing just that. He felt a hand on the back of his head, Logan’s thumb gently rubbing against it. Ah, fuck.

“I’m not crying…” Wade mumbled, nuzzling into his chest. “Fuck. You’re so fuckin’ sweet. What the fuck, Logan?”

Logan laughed softly. “I’m not that sweet. I just know it must be difficult for ya. New state and her dad going out on a date so quickly? I’d be a fuckin’ idiot not to let ya go home to yer kiddo.”

Wade nuzzled into his chest a little more before leaning up to peck his lips. “Thank you.”

“Of course. We’ll go to T-Mobile, then I wanna take a quick trip to, uh, what is it? Build-A-Bear? Get her somethin’ as an apology for takin’ ya away.”

Wade giggled. “Are you trying to win her heart?”

“Maybe. Surefire way to get to yours.”

Yeah. Wade was going to let him. “Yeah? You think so? We’ll see about that.”

Logan pressed a kiss to his lips, his finger shaking down his back. He tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss, making Wade let out a soft moan. He pulled away before it could get too heated, but Logan could smell the arousal coming off of Wade. He already had an idea in his mind, because one way or another, he would be fucking the man tonight. He wanted to make his claim on him. Mark his territory.

Their food arrived moments later, making Wade sit up. While eating, they made small talk. Logan usually hated small talk, but he wouldn’t mind it this once. They were on a date, so small talk was inevitable. Wade could talk all day if given the chance. He especially talked about his special interest, which was space, and why he decided to get into the job field he did. It didn’t seem like Wade would be the type to even go for a science degree like he did, but Wade was full of surprises.

Before they knew it, they both had eaten the entirety of their breakfast, and Wade was smitten. He’s always been the type to fall fast, and he knew that, but he couldn’t help it. There was something about Logan, however, that made everything feel different. He felt butterflies in his stomach, which was something he’d never felt before. His heart sped up constantly, grateful at the fact that he couldn’t fucking die. Logan couldn’t either. Oh. Fuck.

“You ate so fast… Ya tryin’ to end this date early?” Logan raised a brow at him.

“Nuh-uh!” Wade shook his head quickly. “I got lost in the conversation…”

“Yeah, me too. Ya want more?”

“I wanna try the Cookie Butter waffles…”

Logan waved the waiter down almost immediately, managing to grab their attention pretty quickly. “Two orders of Cookie Butter waffles, an’ more chocolate milk for the little omega right here.”

“Hey!” Wade huffed. “I’m very sensitive about my height, y’know!”

“It’s common for omegas to be small. It’s cute. Ya got some muscle on ya, though. Definitely like that…” Logan mumbled. “Thank you, darlin’.” He smiled at the waiter, pressing a kiss to the top of Wade’s head. When the waiter walked away, Logan whispered into Wade’s ear, “Yer easy to manhandle, but I know you’ve got the strength to pin me to the bed an’ ride my dick until you see stars while I fuck up into ya… You work out?”

“…” Wade couldn’t even answer the question, blinking up at Logan as if he had no thoughts in his brain. Completely blank. “I… Y-Yeah?”

“Should work out with me sometime then…” Logan growled in his ear. “Though, think we’ll do plenty of that in bed…”

Wade whined, biting down on his bottom lip. “Yeah? You wanna get all hot and sweaty with me? Pound me into the mattress? Wrap that big hand around my throat while you pound my tight, wet pussy over… and over…”

Logan slammed their lips together. He needed to shut Wade the fuck up before he pounded him right then and there. He caused this, of course. This was his fault. He deserved to get riled up for saying the shit that he did. He let out a growl into Wade’s mouth when he felt the man part his lips, shoving his tongue into his mouth to slide against his. The kiss was hot and heavy, which might have made things worse, but Logan didn’t care. He pulled away, however, before it got too hot.

“Shit…” Logan sighed, resting his forehead against his. “What the fuck are you doin’ to me, Wade?”

“Mmm, being a little fucking cutie?” Wade tilted his head to the side, giggling. “You’re doing this to yourself, Logan…”

“I—” Okay. Logan deserved this. “We’re not gonna make it to the phone store at this rate.”

“We will. I’ll make sure of it, Peanut~.”

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Wade was a man of his word. They managed to eat their waffles without much trouble, even though Logan couldn’t seem to take his hands off Wade. They were off to the mall the moment the check was paid, but Wade noticed that Logan was quieter than before. It must be the sense of smell that he had, because it seemed like he was on edge. Did he want Wade that bad? Wade couldn’t understand why, but he loved being wanted.

When they were at the store, Wade had his arms wrapped around Logan’s arm the entire time while he looked at phones. He was still set on the one Wade had, but he liked looking at the options available, especially since phones had improved significantly over the years. Logan bought the phone outright, with the highest storage, too, despite it not being necessary for a man who wouldn’t use it much. Wade was in awe, but he should’ve figured Logan could afford something like it. He’s been around for ages, and even if he went against Charles Xavier, he was still under his good graces once they figured their shit out.

Once they were out of the phone store, they immediately went to Build-A-Bear to buy Ellie something.

“Oh my God?” Wade widened his eyes the moment he saw the Sanrio collection. “Oh my GOD!” He ran over to it, dragging Logan alongside with him. “Oh my God, oh my God. Okay. We’re so getting her Cinnamoroll! Wait, can I get a Hello Kitty?”

“Go for it.”

Wade nodded his head, grabbing what he wanted for both him and Ellie. He was pleased that Logan was already willing to spend on them. Men like him were keepers, and very rare. He was getting them birth certificates, too, to make things even better.

“How do you have so much money for this?” Wade laughed. “We spent a lot on breakfast alone!”

“Charles, and, well, the gang makes a ton of funds since mutants are willin’ to pay for protection. I ain’t a bad guy for the most part…” Logan hummed. “Not everyone has a healin’ factor like us, y’know?”

“That makes sense…” Wade smiled. He thanked the cashier and grabbed the boxes, but Logan did take one from him. “Thanks.”

“Let’s go.” Logan grabbed Wade’s hand, heading out of the store. “You got groceries at home?”

“I don't. Can we stop at the store?”

“Yeah. Does Ellie like Hamburger Helper?”

“She loves it!” Wade gasped. “Oh-em-gee! Are you gonna cook for us?!”

“Yeah… But I make my own shit. I base it off of Hamburger Helper, but I make the seasonin’ ‘n shit.”

“Can I help?” Wade tilted his head to the side. “I love, love, love to cook!”

“Fuck yeah, ya can help. Ellie can, too.”

Yup.

Wade’s in love.

Chapter Text

Wade was more than happy to be tugged along around the store. They had opted for a cart since Wade needed to buy groceries anyway, and they began loading it up while chatting about their lives. Ellie was mentioned frequently because she played a significant role in Wade’s life. He brought her up whenever he picked something out for her, talking about what was her favorite and what she didn’t like. If Logan was to be a part of his life, he had to know that Ellie’s favorite cookies were Nutter Butters and that she absolutely loves gummies.

Logan picked out some other things for their night—a bottle of wine that they both agreed upon, some candles to light to make it more romantic even though Ellie would be present, an apple pie for dessert, and some vanilla bean ice cream to go with it. Wade couldn’t help but find this man fucking romantic and charming as hell, all because of this, and he had seriously thought it wasn’t possible to fall in love so quickly, yet here they were.

Wade’s eyes lit up at a display for Cosmic Brownies. He happily grabbed a few boxes to set in the cart, only to gasp when he was suddenly pulled into Logan’s arms. He gazed up at him in shock, head tilted to the side as he pressed his hands against his chest. Making out in front of a display of Little Debbie treats was not something Wade thought he’d ever do, yet here he was, lips pressed against Logan’s in a heated kiss. Logan tilted his head to the side, hands on Wade’s hips, as his tongue slid into his mouth when Wade moaned. Their tongues rubbed together, only for a moment, before Wade was pulling away with a soft gasp.

“W-Whoa there, Big Daddy! What’s with the sudden make-out sesh?”

“...The way yer eyes lit up when ya saw somethin’ you wanted turned me on.’

“Wowie, Logi…” Wade rumbled at him. “Keep it in your pants until bedtime…”

“Does that mean…?”

Wade simply grinned, turning back to the display to grab a few more things. Yeah. It meant exactly what he thought it meant. He gasped when Logan wrapped his arms around him from behind, something rock hard pressing into his lower back. Oh. God. Sure, alphas were supposed to be big down there for breeding purposes, but this man… This man was hung in an alpha’s sense (and you all can think about what the possible size could be). Wade flushed a bit, glancing up at him.

“Wade…”

“Logan…” Wade groaned. “Baby, you’re pressin’ into me. Ya tryin’ to fuck me in the middle of a grocery store?”

“Could…” Logan growled, leaning down to press kisses to his neck. “You look so fuckin’ delicious.”

Wade was about to explode. He could feel Logan breathing him in as he pressed kisses against his neck. He had his hands pressed against Wade’s front slightly, and Wade pressed gently into them. Fuck. Ah. He grabbed his hands and gently entwined their fingers. What a horn dog!

“Fuck…” Wade breathed. “C’mon, sexy. We gotta go.” He smiled warmly at him when he pulled away, nudging him to start moving the cart.

The rest of the shopping trip had a little less fondling. Soon enough, they were at Wade’s house and heading inside. He luckily didn’t have to get an apartment, and had a lovely two-bedroom house with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. Wade was lucky that his job was so willing to accommodate him by, well, paying for his relocation.

Ellie came running at Wade the moment he walked in, her arms wrapped around his hips. He set some of the bags down and hauled her up, happily nuzzling their noses together.

“Hi, baby.”

“Papa!” Ellie grinned, then glanced at Logan. “Is he staying over?”

“Maybe, sweetheart…” Wade pecked her forehead. He wasn’t about to lie to her. “Would you like that?”

“I like him! I want him to be my second Dad.”

“Ellie, please…” Wade laughed, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “At least this version is a lot kinder. He used to be a big, scary man.”

“Hey… I told ya that in confidence.” 

“Diiiid you?” Wade grinned, setting Ellie down. “Let me go pay the sitter.”

Logan nodded his head. Wade walked away for a moment, thanking the sitter and paying her extra for working on such short notice. She left moments later, waving Ellie goodbye. She was still new in Ellie’s life, so she didn’t get a hug quite yet. Logan was putting away the groceries with Ellie, so she was a little preoccupied anyway.

Wade watched from the doorway with the biggest smile on his face. He then moved to grab the box with Ellie’s present.

“Hey, Ellie-bear. Logan got ya something…”

Ellie rushed over to the box. She opened it up and gasped audibly, widening her eyes when it was a stuffed Cinnamoroll to go with Wade’s Hello Kitty. She immediately wrapped her arms around Logan’s legs, giving him the biggest hug. Logan slowly picked her up so she could hug him properly, laughing as she gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

“I want you as my Dad!”

“Ellie!” Wade widened his eyes. “Hey! We’re only dating, honey!”

“But…” Ellie huffed, nuzzling into Logan. “He got me Cimnaroll…”

“I told him to pick it out!” Wade crossed his arms. “I’m your Papa, honey.”

“I wan’ him as my Dad. You can still be Papa…”

“Ellie, please…” Wade whined. “Don’t be a brat.”

“Hmph…” Ellie crossed her arms, resting her head against Logan’s, who was an innocent bystander in all of this. “Can he live with us?”

Logan laughed softly. “Ellie, darlin’. Yer Papa an’ I have only been on one date. There’s a process for these things. No worries. I’ll eventually become your Dad.”

“Don’t you feed into her delusions!” Wade flushed. “The only way you’re wifing me up is if you charm your way into it and you give me a big fat rock on my finger!”

“Deal.”

“Oh.” Wade flushed more. “Let’s put the groceries away…”

Logan nodded, moving toward the kitchen to begin putting the perishables away. Wade left out the essentials, while Ellie tried to help, and the rest went into the pantry. She was always a big help with the groceries, and Wade loved that about her.

When they were done, Ellie ran to the living room to put on something for them to watch. Logan moved to Wade, wrapping his arms around him from behind. He pressed kisses to his neck, rubbing his goddamn stomach slowly.

“I hope ya don’t like condoms…” Logan whispered in his ear. “I wanna fuck ya raw.”

Oh. “Ellie’s… awake and in the other room!” Wade let out in a whisper, glancing up at him. “An’ I don’t do it raw!” But the thought of it…

“I don’t either.”

Well shit…

“Okay…” Wade turned around to wrap his arms around his neck. “You’re evil… and I’m easily convinced.”

Logan chuckled, squeezing his hips. He then pulled away, grabbing Wade’s hand. Wade led them to the living room, a little flustered and oh, so grateful that Ellie couldn’t smell pheromones yet. They were drowning in horny pheromones, and Wade didn’t know how he was going to handle not fucking around until Ellie fell asleep.

“Papa, can we watch Tangled?”

“Yes, baby. We can watch Tangled…” Wade sat next to her, wrapping his arm around her. “Look at you. You already learned how to work the remote?”

Ellie nodded, pressing play on Tangled. Wade spoiled her, but he also loved Disney, so that he would’ve had their streaming service either way. He loved spoiling his little girl, especially since she had been so stressed about the move and starting school soon. Wade didn’t want her to go to school. If he could homeschool her, he fucking would.

“Never seen this…” Logan mumbled. “Th’ fuck is it?”

“Language!” Wade flicked him.

“Papa!” Ellie huffed at him. “No-no words are otay. You say them all the time!”

“Hmph…” Wade rested his head against Logan’s shoulder. “It’s Rapunzel’s story.”

“Not the… Grimm’s Fairytale one, right?”

“Yep,” Wade hummed. “But, of course, heavily altered.”

“Oh…” Logan hummed, resting his head on top of Wade’s. “Hm. Are there more like this?”

“Yeah. Now shhh. It’s movie time…”

Logan huffed, nuzzling his cheek against the top of Wade’s head. Wade knew what he was doing. He was scenting him, and it made Wade happily rumble, nuzzling him back. He wanted Logan smelling like nothing but him. Logan was his; he already made that up in his mind. It seemed like Logan thought the same, but Wade wasn’t a mind reader.

They watched the movie in complete silence outside of Ellie’s bursts of excitement. Eventually, those died down, too. She always cried when Rapunzel thought that she was being abandoned, or when she was about to die, but Ellie didn’t get there. She ended up falling asleep toward the end, dozing with her head resting against the armrest of the couch. When Logan noticed, he nudged Wade, who smiled fondly at her.

Gently, Wade lifted her off the couch and moved her into her room for a nap. She would be out for at least two hours. Ellie loved to sleep, and Wade had known that since he had her. She was always a good baby. Always.

Wade closed the door quietly to her room, turning around to see a very horny man already wanting his dessert. Oh, this guy…

“Don’t you wanna wait until she’s down for the whole night?”

“Fuck no…”

Logan tugged Wade close to his body and leaned down to slam their lips together. Wade let out a soft gasp against the man’s lips, head tilted to the side to deepen the kiss. Their tongues swirled together, Wade gripping the back of Logan’s neck to keep him pressed against his lips. Logan ground his hips forward, making Wade gasp again at what he was feeling. The man was hung, he could tell that much from what he felt through his fucking pants. God.

Wade pulled away with a shaky whine, grasping the other’s hand to yank him toward his bedroom. He made damn sure to lock the door behind them, his hands on Logan the moment they could be. His hands rubbed at the other’s chest, then lifted his shirt up and over his head. Logan’s hands lifted Wade’s dress off him, letting out a shaky groan at the lace red panties he wore. Wade giggled a little, pulling away from him so he could crawl onto the bed, hearing the rustling of pants behind him.

When he turned around and onto his back, he saw the biggest dick he’s ever seen, and nearly choked on spit. Oh. God.

“Holy fuck…” Wade shakily said. He spread his legs out wide, gazing at the other in shock. “You’re so fuckin’ lucky I can’t die—”

“Yeah?” Logan wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking slowly. “You want this big fuckin’ dick?”

Wade moaned, rubbing himself slowly through his panties. “Y-Yes…” He bit down on his bottom lip, shuddering out a gasp as he watched him rub the tip with his thumb. It was leaking. Fuck. “C’mere, daddy.”

Logan groaned at that. He moved over to Wade, his hands sliding up his legs and thighs, only to hook into his panties to pull them down. Seeing the string of slick from his panties made Logan breathe a shaky sigh. He spread Wade’s legs further, moving his head in between his legs. Wade was about to protest when he felt the man slide his tongue up his hole and to his throbbing little dick. Fuck. Wade moaned softly, covering his mouth with the back of his hand as Logan’s mouth went around his dick. His other hand moved into Logan’s hair, gripping it gently.

“Logan…”

Logan growled against his cunt, his tongue swirling around his dick. His hand moved up to rub at his leaking hole, slowly sliding two fingers in. Wade gasped, unable to keep his eyes off of Logan. He could feel him slowly pumping his fingers, swirling them around inside, even curling them up to rub at his sweet spot. Oh, fuck. He tried not to cum, breathing heavily as his tongue continued to slide as he sucked hard. Then, he moved down to his needy hole, pressing his tongue inside alongside his fingers.

Wade lost it. He gushed slick, cumming hard against Logan’s mouth and fingers. Logan groaned as he lapped at the slick, growling softly at the taste. He didn’t stop pumping his fingers, which made Wade’s thighs shake as he cried out softly against his hand. Oh, fuckfuckfuck. He whimpered, wrapping a leg around his neck, tears stinging his eyes as Logan continued to overstimulate him.

“D-Daddy… Please…” Wade softly whined. “Give it to me…”

Oh, how could Logan refuse that? He pulled his fingers and tongue out, licking his lips and sucking his fingers clean. He grinned down at Wade as he leaned back, resting his dick against Wade’s body. He slowly ground his hips, watching Wade carefully.

“Ya want this?” Logan rubbed his shaft against his dick. “Gonna reach all th’ way into yer womb… Look at that.”

Wade whimpered. “Please… Oh, fuck, please…” He moved to press his hand to the shaft, rubbing it slowly. “Want it inside me… Please, please, please…”

“What a good little bunny…”

What. The. Fuck. Wade pressed his hand over his mouth, making a goddamn mess of the sheets. Yeah, that’s right. He came from being called that. That was embarrassing. Logan growled when he felt it happen, pulling back so he could press the tip of his large dick against Wade’s clenching hole. Pressing in was hot, wet, and tight. Logan grunted, tilting his head back slightly as he slowly began to slide his dick inside Wade. Wade’s squirming only turned him on further, because he was gripping the sheets and crying out softly against his hand.

“Fuck, Wade… Yer gonna… Fuckin’…” Logan groaned, moving forward to hover over the man. “Break my goddamn dick.”

Wade whined at him, wrapping his arms around his neck. The tip of his cock pressed against his cervix, making Wade twitch. He nodded his head when Logan gave him a look, because for omegas, it wasn’t painful. It felt weird at first, then so fucking good. He gasped when Logan pressed in deep. He was going so slow and being so fucking gentle, it made Wade happy as hell.

“Oh…” Wade moaned. He was trying his hardest to be quiet. “Feels so… good… Your dick, mm…” He wrapped his legs around the man’s waist, pulling him deeper. “Don’t be gentle…”

“Fuck…”

Logan growled low at this, wrapping his arms around Wade to press him closer. He pressed their lips together as he began to rock his hips, Wade moaning softly into his mouth as Logan clung desperately. He dug his nails into his back as Logan kept a steady pace, the sound of Wade’s wet cunt filling the air. He was soaked. It turned them on more. Logan’s tongue slid against Wade’s again, sucking on it gently in between their kisses. His hips continued to pump steadily, Logan pulling out halfway only to press back in.

“Hnnngg… Mmmm!” Wade dragged his nails down, hips grinding into his movements. “Fuck, babe…”

“Yeah…” Logan grunted. “Such a good… boy…”

“M-More…”

Logan pressed a kiss to the top of Wade’s head, against the tattoos on his head. He then leaned back, gripping Wade’s hips, watching as Wade arched his back. He began to pull almost all the way out, only to slam back in. His pace had become faster, the bed slightly shaking. He was trying not to make too much noise, but it was impossible with how badly he wanted to pound Wade.

Wade gripped the headboard with a gasp as Logan pounded him harder—faster. He rocked his hips in time with the movements, head tilted back as his muscles flexed with how he curved his back. Wade looked like a tattooed angel underneath him. The way his eyes gleamed with tears as Logan pounded away at his cunt that greedily sucked him in.

Fuck.

“C-Cumming…!” Wade moaned in a whisper, throwing his head back as he gushed around Logan’s dick. “Mmm…!”

It only made Logan pound him even faster, going out all the way to the tip and slamming every inch back in. It was hard not to cum, but he wanted to make Wade cum again before he did. Wade could tell this was his goal, and fuck, it was working. Hell, Logan even moved his hand down to rub at Wade’s throbbing, sensitive dick, which made him squeak and moan quietly. It was a wonder how he even managed to be quiet. He definitely needed to get Ellie some friends so they could fuck loudly…

“Hnnng…!”

“That’s it, bunny. C’mon. Cum more… Give it… Give.”

Oh. Oh God. Logan was driving Wade insane with how hot he was acting right now. Wade moaned out a little louder than he intended, whimpering softly. His hips bucked and twitched until he was gushing all over Logan’s dick again. That’s when Logan growled, pounding him as hard as he could.

“Can I—”

“Yes…!”

Logan slammed his knot into Wade with a low growl, leaning down to slam their lips together. His hips would twitch and grind, lips moving desperately as Wade clung onto him. His legs went around his waist once again, holding tightly as he was filled with so much fucking cum. He shuddered, sliding his tongue slowly against Logan’s, drool sliding down from the corner of his mouth. When Logan pulled away, Wade whined softly, burying his face against his neck.

“M-Mmm…”

“Fuck…” Logan nudged his nose against the other’s scent gland. “You smell so fuckin’ good…” He whispered.

Wade giggled, nuzzling him gently. “So do you, handsome…”

Logan twitched at that, letting out a groan. “Yeah?”

“Yeah…”

Fuck. Wade hoped that Ellie would nap for a while today, because this felt good. He could get addicted to the feeling.

“Shit…” Logan groaned, sliding his tongue against his scent gland. “I got ya.”

“Shut up…” Wade huffed. “I’m not… usually this… Okay, no, I am, but sometimes I love to play hard to get…!”

“An’ y’ wanted to play hard to get on th’ big and scary gang leader, huh?”

“Precisely…” Wade giggled. “That didn’t last long.”

“Nope…” Logan grinned. “Next time, though, I’m takin’ ya to my house an’ makin’ ya scream…”

Wade shivered. “I’m gonna hold you to that…”

Logan pressed a kiss to his neck, nibbling playfully at his scent gland. Wade shivered, biting on his bottom lip as he ran his fingers through the other’s hair. Shit. If Logan bit down right then and there, a big part of Wade wouldn’t mind at all. Nope. Not thinking like that. Absolutely not!

They spent the entire time being bound together by the man’s knot, lightly chatting, but mainly scenting the fuck out of each other. Wade was happy. He hadn’t been happy in such a long time. This was so fucking different. Sure, he and Valentine were happy, but the relationship wasn’t healthy. This could be. He hoped it would be.

The moment Logan’s knot was down, Wade used all the strength he could with his leg to flip their positions. Logan nearly yelped. He gave Wade a look, and Wade giggled.

“Mutate, remember?” Wade’s hands smoothed over his chest, rumbling softly. “But I also work out.”

“God, yer fuckin’ hot as hell…” Logan rubbed the other’s sides, sliding his hands down to his thighs. “Now ri—” He stopped, glancing to the door. “Ellie’s awake.”

“No!” Wade whined, head tilted back. “Fuck.”

Soon enough, Ellie was knocking on the door. “Papa?”

“Yes, Ellie-bear?!”

“Are you and Logan napping?”

“Y-Yes, baby. We’ll be out in a minute, okay?” Wade breathed out a shaky sigh, leaning down to press a kiss to the other’s cheek. “All right… Sorry, handsome. At least we had some fun…”

Logan chuckled, nuzzling him gently. “Yeah. Holds me over until tonight. Ya better ride me later…”

“I’ll suck your dick first… A little treat.”

“Deal.”

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Logan was a fucking sweetheart. Fuck. Logan included Ellie in what they were making, which was relatively easy. For the most part, she watched, but it was so fucking sweet that he got horny. He knew Logan knew. Even so, the man seemed on edge as is. He probably could smell his cum mixing with Wade’s slick all the way from where Wade sat. That man and his nose… He had surprised Logan by plugging his cunt up earlier, and he knew the man was itching for more.

Ellie helped mix in the abundance of cheddar cheese that was added to the mixture, while Wade grabbed the plates so Logan could plate their food. Wade giggled when Ellie kicked her feet in delight as she got to taste some of the food before it was plated, then watched as Logan carefully plated the food. Wade helped bring the plates over to the table and sat down once they were all set. He then poured out two glasses of wine and some juice for Ellie.

“Smell yummy!” Ellie giggled, kicking her feet the moment she sat down.

“Wait for it to cool down, Ellie-bear…” Wade laughed when she saw her trying to scoop some toward her mouth. “It’s hot!”

Logan had sat down next to Wade, leaning forward to press a kiss to the other’s cheek. “Y’know, it’s kinda like we’re already a small family…”

“Don’t you dare put those ideas in her little head, Mr. We’ve had one date!” Wade glared at him. “Though… I will call ya my boyfriend…” Since you already came inside of me… That was what Wade was thinking, anyway.

Logan nudged his nose against his cheek. “Then, can I stay th’ night?”

“Ya got no clothes…” Wade huffed. “But… sure…”

“Yay! Sleepover!” Ellie raised her arms high. “Is you gonna eep with Papa?”

Logan gave Wade a look before nodding at her. “I am, yeah.”

“Can I sleep with you two?”

“Nope,” Wade shook his head, grabbing her spoon to blow on some of the food for her. “Now, blow on your food an’ eat it like this.” He then pressed the spoon gently into her mouth when she opened it to say something else.

Ellie whined softly, only to start slowly chewing. Her eyes widened a little, and she immediately began focusing on the food instead of the conversation. Her little mind was always easily preoccupied. Wade sighed softly, starting to eat as well. Oh. Fuck. Not as good as his cooking, but… He let out a moan. Yeah, that was good. He could hear a grunt coming from Logan, but he waved him off, shoveling food into his mouth like it was his last day on Earth. Yeah. He would never be able to eat boxed Hamburger Helper again.

“Like it that much, y’ two?”

“Yes!” They both said. Ellie giggled softly before shoveling more food into her mouth. Wade had to get her a napkin before she spilled all over her clothes.

“Ellie, slow down, hun…” Wade laughed softly. “You’re gonna choke.”

“Nu-uh…” Ellie huffed, but she slowed down, listening to her dad. She was a fucking firecracker, Wade always said. Definitely got his attitude.

Wade giggled when he noticed she slowed down, then glanced to Logan, who gazed at them both fondly. Wade smiled softly at him, then turned to his food to continue eating and sip at his wine. They chatted softly while they all ate, Ellie finishing her food rather quickly. She leaned back and rubbed her stomach, giving it silly little pats that had Wade chuckling, rubbing her head.

“You silly little bear.”

“Yup!” Ellie giggled, then grabbed her plate to take it to the sink. She got on her stool and began washing it up.

“Oh…” Logan sighed. “She’s so good.”

“Yeah. I taught her well…”

Because this Wade got to live a healthy life. At first, he had no one to help him with Ellie. He was all alone, trying to find a way to make money to live. He had been helped by his ex-partner at one point, who stayed with her as he worked his fucking ass off. He finished school, got the job, and now he was living his best fucking life. Yeah, he taught her damn well.

“You did,” Logan grabbed his hand. They had both finished eating. “You raised her so fucking well.”

“Y’know… Bedtime is in two hours…” It was six, and Wade couldn’t wait to get his hands on Logan. Fuck. He knew Ellie was already pretty tired. He hoped she wouldn’t wake up this time. “I’m excited…”

“Yeah… Me too…” Logan rumbled softly at him. Fuck.

“All right, Ellie-bear. Let’s get ya into the bath, okay?” Wade turned his attention to Ellie, who happily nodded her head. He walked over to her, gently picking her up to take her to her room. “Logan, ya can watch somethin’ on the TV while I bathe her.”

“Sounds good.”

Wade walked into Ellie’s room and to the closet. “Whatcha wanna wear tonight, sweetie?”

“Wolvie pajamas!”

Wade grinned, grabbing the pajama set and some underwear for her. “Sounds good, baby.”

The bath took about thirty minutes. Ellie finished the night off by watching her show on Cartoon Network, and the moment she started getting sleepy again, Wade took her to her room. He wasn’t trying to be so eager about Ellie going to sleep, but he was still revved up from earlier. Being filled with Logan’s cum had something to do with that, most likely. It was like it was a fucking aphrodisiac stirring up inside of him. Oh, what if Ellie got a little brother or sister from it? Shit. Well, being cautious was never his strongest suit.

Wade dragged Logan to his bedroom because, as much as he’d like to do it somewhere else in the house, he couldn’t risk Ellie waking up and seeing them. Maybe when she had friends, she could sleep over at their home. Logan’s lips were on Wade’s again the moment the door was closed and locked. Wade moaned into the kiss, arms wrapped around Logan’s neck as he pressed into him. Fuck. Kissing Logan was addictive. He could kiss him for hours.

“Ah-ah…” Wade whined, pressing him away. “We’re strippin’ and you’re bein’ ridden.”

Logan chuckled, sliding his hands up Wade’s side. “Yeah? Am I the horse and you’re the cowboy?”

“You got that right, big guy.”

Wade stripped his dress and panties off, turning the TV on to drown out the sounds of their sex. He didn’t need Ellie to hear if she woke up to use the bathroom. Nope. God. Being a parent was so fucking hard. Logan moved onto the bed, watching Wade as he crawled toward him. Wade stopped when he got to Logan’s dick, his tongue sliding against the hardening shaft, giggling as Logan shuddered underneath him. Wade wrapped his mouth around the tip of Logan’s dick, sliding his tongue against the slit as his eyes gazed up at him. Oh, he was so big… It was a bit of a struggle, but he could manage.

“Fuck…” Logan rubbed the back of Wade’s head, watching as the male struggled with his cock. “You’re so fuckin’ hot…”

Wade pressed his head down further, sliding his tongue against his shaft, letting the tip hit the back of his throat, gagging softly, only to take Logan into his throat. Logan growled, trying not to dig his nails into the back of Wade’s head. He rocked his hips, fucking into Wade’s throat carefully, his dick throbbing into his throat. Shit. Wade pulled back with a gasp, licking his lips.

“Want me to—”

“Get on my fuckin’ cock…”

Wade grinned, moving up to hover over his dick. He arched his back slightly as he took the plug out of his pussy, throwing it off to the side. He then pressed the tip against his hole, biting on his bottom lip as he pushed the tip in and out of his cunt. He felt Logan’s hands on his hips, nails digging into his scarred skin—it was a threat.

Wade slammed down and had to hold back a scream.

Sure, it wasn’t the brightest thing, but God, did it feel good. It made Logan let out a rough moan, head knocked back against the headboard as Wade clamped down around his dick. His hold tightened on Wade’s hips, letting Wade have his moment as his hips twitched and he whimpered against his hand. The moment Wade regained his composure, however, he was moving his hips slowly—teasingly and agonizingly. Logan twitched inside of him, tempted to fuck up into Wade, but mesmerized by how he would grind his hips and arch his back.

Oh, Wade was beautiful. Whoever thought he wasn’t beautiful was a liar.

Wade slid all the way up, only to slam back down onto his cock. He let out a soft, but quiet, cry of pleasure every time he did this. He kept trying to muffle it behind his hand, head tilted back as he arched his back more. Fuck. Fuck. Logan’s dick felt so goddamn good deep inside of him. He pushed past his cervix and fucked into his womb every single time. He’d never get over how good an alpha cock felt.

“Good boy…” Logan growled, thrusting up against the man. “That’s a good boy. Fuck. Good omega.”

Wade shivered, letting out a soft whimper of pleasure at being praised. It made him move faster, grinding his hips every time he slammed down. His nails dug into Logan’s chest when he had to ground himself a bit more. Fuck. He could already feel himself on the verge of cumming, whimpering softly as he tried to hold back. Logan wasn’t having that. He suddenly dug his feet into the bed, fucking up into Wade as he held his hips. Wade cried out loudly against his hand as he did this, meeting his thrusts with his slams down. God, staying quiet was fucking impossible when it felt like he was being filled to the goddamn brim.

Wade came around Logan’s cock, continuing to ride it even as his slick gushed around his dick. He was going crazy, trying his damn hardest not to be loud. Being fucked through an orgasm was not easy, however. Logan showed absolutely no mercy, and Wade was here for it. He slammed down as hard as he could, the most lewd noises coming from his cunt.

“Hnnng… Ffuck…”

Wade couldn’t stop moaning softly, wanting so badly to scream for Logan. He had frustrated tears leaving his eyes as he rode him as fast and as hard as he could, breathing in deeply to control himself. Logan hardly had any control, not with how he was fucking up into Wade like his life depended on it.

“You look so… Fuckin’ pretty…” Logan groaned. “Gonna fuckin’… Cum—fuck…”

Wade gasped when suddenly they were locked together. He felt Logan beginning to cum deep inside of him, filling his womb with thick ropes of cum. He moaned, falling against Logan, burying his face against his chest, his hips twitching and grinding slightly. He gasped when Logan nudged him with his nose, lifted his chin, and kissed him sensually. Oh. Fuck. Wade didn’t know what to do with himself. He knew that this was bad, falling in love with a man so quickly, but the way Logan kissed him drove him crazy.

They kissed for what felt like forever—until Logan rolled them over and ground down into Wade, and they were both breathless. Logan peppered kisses against Wade’s neck and chest, his lips tracing over the scars on his chest, sliding his tongue against them gently. His hands ran up his sides, eyes gazing up into Wade’s, all while Wade shook—and fuck, he teared up. Logan was paying attention to his top surgery scars, something he had been so fucking afraid of coming back with his healing factor, and glad that it didn’t.

“You…” Wade breathed shakily, running his fingers through Logan’s hair. “Fuck…”

Logan pulled away to lean up, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I may be a fuckin’ gang leader, but I’m still a sweet lover.”

Wade smiled, cupping his cheek. He sniffled softly, then pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Fuck. What’s next, ya gonna marry me?”

“I mean—”

“Absolutely not!” Wade giggled. “Not yet.”

“Yet…” Logan grinned. He then shifted his hips, slowly pulling out of Wade. He suddenly flipped Wade onto his stomach, making the man squeak. He wrapped his arm around Wade’s waist, lifting him. He leaned down, pressing kisses up Wade’s back. “I’m gonna pound ya from behind now…”

Wade laughed. Fuck. This man. Fuck. He arched his back slightly, pressing into him. Logan groaned, sliding his dick against the other’s wet, dripping folds. He then slammed his dick inside of Wade, pushing the other’s face into the pillows. He wasn’t going to let up for a second, so Wade might as well scream in pleasure within the pillows. Wade tried to lift his head, but Logan wasn’t having it, not with how rough he wanted to be.

Well, Wade was fucking here for it.

Logan began to pound Wade, growling low as he stared down at Wade’s ass jiggling from the rough movements. His other hand rubbed over Wade’s ass, giving it a light spank, groaning as he felt Wade tense up. He did it again, and again, slamming into his womb with every fuck into him. Wade’s muffled cries and screams were music to his ears, wanting to hear it loud and proud, but fuck… This is what he gets for falling for a guy with a kid.

Oh well.

“Hnnn…! L-Logan…!” Wade whined into the pillow, gasping when Logan let up on the back of his head. He panted, trying to glance back at him, rocking into his dick. Fuck. That was good. “Daddy…”

“Good boy…” Logan whispered, snaking his hand around to rub at the other’s dick. “Cum on my dick…”

Ugh, fuck. Wade rocked back harder against him, burying his face against the pillow, holding the pillow tight against his mouth. He did it. He came hard around his dick within minutes, yet Logan didn’t stop for a single second. He pounded into Wade as hard as he physically could, growling softly as his hand lightly smacked the other’s sensitive dick. That made Wade squeak and tighten up, for some reason loving that. Logan did it again. And again. Fuck. Fuck.

Wade knew that they were being a little careless with this one, but Wade didn’t have the heart to stop him, not when it felt this fucking good. “Fffuck… Fuckfuckfuck…” He whimpered, his knees spreading out a little further as Logan rammed his dick in deep.

“Yeah… Fuck…” Logan leaned down, biting down into the other’s shoulder to stop himself from moaning out loud. Wade’s cunt felt that good. “Wade…”

Wade squeaked against the pillow again as Logan’s hand rubbed roughly at his dick. He couldn’t help but squirt again against Logan’s dick, tears leaving his eyes as he sobbed softly into the pillow. He could tell Logan was about to cum. His dick throbbed deep inside of Wade, about ready to fucking burst.

“P-Please…!”

Logan groaned, his eyes rolling back as he slammed a few more times, the sounds of Wade’s sloppy wet cunt and his soft, muffled cries music to his ears. He shoved in once more, cumming in nice and deep. Hell, maybe they could give Ellie a brother or--

Nope. No. Not yet.

Wade shuddered out a soft gasp, hips twitching with Logan’s as he rode out his orgasm. Fuck. Well… He let out a little whine the moment he realized the position they were in, feeling Logan pull him as close as he could, shifting their shaking bodies so they were on their sides. As much as Logan wanted to fuck Wade all night, he also knew that it wouldn’t be in the cards—not tonight, anyway.

“You good…?” Logan whispered as he pressed kisses to Wade’s neck. He slid his tongue against his shoulder and neck, his fingers brushing against his tummy. “Fuck… Filled ya good, huh?”

“Want more…” Wade whispered. “Hnng… Sleepin’ be damned.”

“Yeah?” Logan grinned, nipping at his shoulder. “Want a few more loads deep in ya?”

“Y-Yeah…” Wade rumbled softly, nuzzling back against him. “Please…”

“All right, Wade.”

Fuck…