[ Security in the Up is way tighter than Wade was expecting, but that’s not going to stop him from trying. In fact, it’s forcing him to be stealthy rather than deadly. But dammit, he didn’t get kidnapped from all the way across the multiverse only to pass up on the opportunity to meet The Wolverine, in his not-so-natural habitat.
But we all know what they say about meeting your heroes, don’t we? ]
I know you should never do it, but I’m nothing if not a cautionary tale.
[ He whispers to no one in a hushed tone as he creeps inside Logan’s apartment, careful to use his gloved hands to slow the way the window frame shuts behind him, his steps feather light. Logan might notice a different scent in his home - gunpowder, steel, and whatever soaked into the suit, be it sweat, grime or whatever passed for food at the Down’s cafeteria. Wade had come on foot, which was the only way he could reliably slip the tight security in the Up.
That is… assuming he actually was in the right apartment. ]
[Even with the feather-light steps, his muttered comment to no one but people passing by and reading other player's inboxes is heard by Logan, before he can even smell Wade in his apartment. Up until now, he'd been enjoying a beer (or six) while looking at this 'network' thing on the device, but it smells like his quiet evening is gonna be flushed down the drain.
He moves just as quietly as Wade, flattening his back against the wall beside the doorway to the living room from the spare room of his apartment. And just as Deadpool crosses the threshold to the room, there's that familiar 'snkt' sound and Logan's growly voice that breaks the silence, the adamantium claws pointing at the other man's crotch:]
You got three seconds to give me a good reason why you're here.
[ Wade really should have seen it coming, and in a sense, he does. Either he was going to be in luck and Logan would be home, or he would have to wait to be discovered. There's no way Logan wouldn't smell him coming, not with how swampy the Down was this time of year. And sure enough, that familiar sound has Wade turning to shield his precious junk, gloved hands flying up defensively as he raises a voice shrill with panic. ]
Waitwaitwait! Don't scratch!
[ Cringing away from him, he finally looks at him when it's clear he's not immediately being torn to shreds. ]
I need your help! [ Wade lowers his hands, eyeing those claws aimed at his nethers. ] It's, it's bad down there, right? I just need somewhere to lay low... get my legs under me.
[Unfortunately for Annie, Logan is a walking lie detector, and he does notice how her voice is wavering slightly, even if it might have been imperceptible to others. It makes him frown lightly:]
I'm at The Scratch right now, I can meet you wherever you are. Or pick you up on my way back to the Up. You okay Baby Girl?
[ of course he can tell she’s upset. she sighs softly. ]
I’m leaving the public housing in the Down. I just got some bad news about… everything in the world I’m from. Basically, it’s an unhappy ending for everyone I care about.
[The background noise of music, people chatting and glass clinking quickly dies out as Logan steps out of the club, making his way towards the passage to the Up:]
I can meet you at the elevator for the Up.
I'm sorry to hear about your world, kitten. [He's being honest and not just agreeable: Logan knows all too well how that feels, to know that everyone you care for is dead or struggling.]
Do you want to talk about it, or forget about it for the night?
[He can do either, but might probably probe at her once she feels less unsettled by the news.]
[ annie walks in the direction of the elevator with long strides. it’s funny how the up and the down even sound different. she can practically hear the opulence over the phone. ]
Please help me forget. Just for a little while.
[ once she reaches the up/down elevator, annie wraps her free arm around her waist and stands there as patiently as she can manage. ]
I can definitely do that. You might have to spend the night after, though.
[Because he doesn't plan to stop pleasuring her until she's cockdrunk and unable to walk.
It takes him five minutes more than Annie to get to the elevator, but when he spots her, he walks over to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and leaning over to kiss her temple:]
Hey baby girl. Let's go home.
[The walk to his apartment is mostly silent, Logan wanting to give Annie space to tell him whatever she wants regarding why she's been feeling this way, or not. He doesn't pry, for the moment. When they finally make it to his place, he steals a long, hungry kiss from her the moment the door closes behind them:]
Get undressed, and lay on the bed, baby girl. Daddy will take care of you.
[ annie wipes what remains of the tears she cried before running into logan off of her cheeks and smiles at him sweetly. she slowly, teasingly slips out of her clothes, every so often looking over her shoulder at him with that smile of feigned innocence. she loves this thing the two of them have. it isn’t the same as what she has with hughie or even fitz, but rather something different and strangely addictive.
once she is undressed, she lies on her back on the bed, stretching her body out languidly. she smiles up at logan and looks just too damn sweet for this to be as illicit as it is. ]
[Logan watches Annie getting undressed, his eyes darkening with hunger as she leaves a trail of her clothes up to his room. As he watches her, he takes off his flannel shirt and the tank top underneath, throwing them carelessly on the couch before grabbing the buckle of his belt, undoing it and slipping it off his jeans with one hand in a single fluid motion.]
Scoot up the bed, darling, and then hands over your head, [he says as he kneels on the bed, waiting for her to obey him.
Once she's positioned as he asked, Logan uses the belt in his hand to secure her wrists together and then to the headboard of his bed with enough length to the knot that he can flip her around if he wishes to. But for now, he leans over her and claims her lips again before adding:]
You call out 'red' at any moment and you're out of the belt in less than a second, okay?
[ annie wets her lips and smiles down at her Daddy, nodding sweetly. ]
I understand.
[ she purrs the words in a sultry voice that’s laced with sugar like a sweet cocktail – enough to audibly intoxicate the listener. smiling at logan, she hides her nerves very well. it isn’t very easy for her to give up control to just anyone, but this isn’t just anyone. from the very beginning she trusted logan more than she would almost any other man. it isn’t the sort of feeling you can pin down and label. annie trusted her gut and thus far logan hasn’t proven her wrong. ]
You can do anything you want to me tonight, Daddy. I want to make you happy.
[He smiles back at her, warm and loving, aware that the trust she puts in him is both fragile and precious, and Logan has every intention of nurturing that trust. He runs the tip of his nose along the bridge of her nose before ghosting a kiss over her lips:]
I know, kitten, but tonight is all about you. Understood?
[He doesn't wait for her answer and starts leaving a trail of kisses alongside her jaw and down her neck, while both of his hands cover her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh there before his thumbs roll the nipples teasingly. Pressing her tits together, he kisses the rounded cleavage, before his mouth catches onto a nipple, suckling and licking it until it becomes hard and erect, before moving on to her other breast to do the same.
Logan then leans back, looking at his work and how flush it made Annie, watching her every expression as he keeps on teasing her nipples, pinching and pulling them slightly:]
I love your tits, baby girl. Maybe later tonight when your pussy's too tired for me, I'll fuck them instead. Would you like that?
[ annie purrs sweetly, smiling and gasping as his big hands touch her breasts. instinctively, she pulls against the belt slightly, wanting to stretch and touch him back, but being bound is an exhilarating sensation, and she can feel herself growing more and more aroused. her feet, still unbound, remain remarkably still except for her toes that curl and uncurl with each teasing wave of pleasure.
she moans when he mentions fucking her tits. ]
Mmm. I’d like that very much, especially if you’d let me lick you clean…
[ she gasps with every pinch to her nipples. her breasts have always been sensitive and with logan lavishing them with attention she’s going wild with lust. ]
[He hums approvingly at her suggestions, and Logan moves from lavishing her breasts up to claim her lips:]
How can I say no to that? What a sweet girl you are to think about cleaning me like that, [he praises her between kisses.
Then Logan moves to kneel between her legs, and hooks his arms under her knees, pushing them until Annie is bent in half as he scoots up the bed, so he can use his body to support hers. In this position, her pussy is in full display for him: he simply has to lean in slightly to get a taste of it. Logan can smell the sweet aroma of her arousal, and it wets his mouth, like a feast presented to a starving man.]
Now kitten, I want you to count out loud every orgasm you have tonight. And you know I'll know if you miss one, or if you miscount. If we get to the same count at the end, I'll take you shopping, all right?
[Once he has an answer from Annie, Logan leans his head down, parting her slick folds with his tongue before flicking it over her clit repeatedly. It might be clear from the way he's eating her out, fast and like a glutton, that he's aiming at making her come quickly. For all the times he likes to tease her and prolong her pleasure, tonight is about quantity. Logan wants to push her to her limit, so that she can stop thinking about anything else but his tongue, his fingers, his cock.]
[ her answer is cut short by an aroused gasp the moment that logan’s tongue first flicks at her clitoris. a wave of pleasure rushes over annie. she had already been turned on – it isn’t a long journey toward her first orgasm which she announces with a breathy tone. ]
O-one!
[ she feels another orgasm rock her core and it’s almost too much too soon to announce it to logan right away, but in spite of her shaking legs and gasping breath and the orgasm that comes right after it, she manages. ]
Two, nngh! Three!
[ her toes curl. he’s really very good at this. she’s tempted to ask him to slow down, but she’s never been one to take things slowly. besides, she thinks, if she announces each one in rapid succession then maybe she’ll get a better treat – not that this isn’t enough of a treat. ]
uh. hello there I think they might've given you the remote for my collar Are you free do we like meet for coffee or something? I don't know this feels like an in person type of conversation to have.
Well, at least you can get drunk and forget for some time, so don't complain.
Nobody wants to be here, trust me. And you're not letting people down back home. A couple of people have mentioned that time kinda stops for you while you're here. People that have come and go, apparently.
[A package with Logan's name in simple script is left at his door by post. It should smell familiarly of ozone and rain and an approximation of Chanel no. 5, and inside is a leather travel cigar case carefully engraved with thistle and ivy.
There's also an accompanying note that indicates that she likes the scent of the cigars she'd placed inside the case, and that the taste of them on another's lips was... not so bad, she supposes.]
‼️ATTENTION‼️ 💀👻ALL HALLOWEEN🎃🕸 HOES😙💅 ITS TIME TO GET ☠️SPOOKY💀 YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS👏 GET 👊FISTED👊 BY A 💀SKELETON 💀SHOVE✊🍭 CANDY 🌽🌽CORN🍬 IN YOUR👉PUSSY😽 AND 🙅DONT🙅♂️ FORGET TO SUCK😩🙌 SOME 💏DRACULA💉 DICK🍆💦😫 SO PUT 🔛 YOUR 👗👑COSTUMES👘👒 AND GO 🚪DOOR TO DOOR🚪 👀👅💦BEGGING😩 FOR THAT 😍GOOD GOOD😍 SEND THIS TO TWELVE1️⃣2️⃣ ☠️SPOOKY👻 🍑SLUTS🌮 TO 👁️ SHOW💁 THAT YOURE READY TO GET SOME 🍫CHOCOLATE🍫 COVERED 🍆DICK🌽
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Action;
But we all know what they say about meeting your heroes, don’t we? ]
I know you should never do it, but I’m nothing if not a cautionary tale.
[ He whispers to no one in a hushed tone as he creeps inside Logan’s apartment, careful to use his gloved hands to slow the way the window frame shuts behind him, his steps feather light. Logan might notice a different scent in his home - gunpowder, steel, and whatever soaked into the suit, be it sweat, grime or whatever passed for food at the Down’s cafeteria. Wade had come on foot, which was the only way he could reliably slip the tight security in the Up.
That is… assuming he actually was in the right apartment. ]
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He moves just as quietly as Wade, flattening his back against the wall beside the doorway to the living room from the spare room of his apartment. And just as Deadpool crosses the threshold to the room, there's that familiar 'snkt' sound and Logan's growly voice that breaks the silence, the adamantium claws pointing at the other man's crotch:]
You got three seconds to give me a good reason why you're here.
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Waitwaitwait! Don't scratch!
[ Cringing away from him, he finally looks at him when it's clear he's not immediately being torn to shreds. ]
I need your help! [ Wade lowers his hands, eyeing those claws aimed at his nethers. ] It's, it's bad down there, right? I just need somewhere to lay low... get my legs under me.
voice,
Log-- Daddy? I need to see you. I promise it'll be worth it, I just need to feel some kind of stability right now.
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I'm at The Scratch right now, I can meet you wherever you are. Or pick you up on my way back to the Up. You okay Baby Girl?
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I’m leaving the public housing in the Down. I just got some bad news about… everything in the world I’m from. Basically, it’s an unhappy ending for everyone I care about.
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I can meet you at the elevator for the Up.
I'm sorry to hear about your world, kitten. [He's being honest and not just agreeable: Logan knows all too well how that feels, to know that everyone you care for is dead or struggling.]
Do you want to talk about it, or forget about it for the night?
[He can do either, but might probably probe at her once she feels less unsettled by the news.]
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Please help me forget. Just for a little while.
[ once she reaches the up/down elevator, annie wraps her free arm around her waist and stands there as patiently as she can manage. ]
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[Because he doesn't plan to stop pleasuring her until she's cockdrunk and unable to walk.
It takes him five minutes more than Annie to get to the elevator, but when he spots her, he walks over to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and leaning over to kiss her temple:]
Hey baby girl. Let's go home.
[The walk to his apartment is mostly silent, Logan wanting to give Annie space to tell him whatever she wants regarding why she's been feeling this way, or not. He doesn't pry, for the moment. When they finally make it to his place, he steals a long, hungry kiss from her the moment the door closes behind them:]
Get undressed, and lay on the bed, baby girl. Daddy will take care of you.
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once she is undressed, she lies on her back on the bed, stretching her body out languidly. she smiles up at logan and looks just too damn sweet for this to be as illicit as it is. ]
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Scoot up the bed, darling, and then hands over your head, [he says as he kneels on the bed, waiting for her to obey him.
Once she's positioned as he asked, Logan uses the belt in his hand to secure her wrists together and then to the headboard of his bed with enough length to the knot that he can flip her around if he wishes to. But for now, he leans over her and claims her lips again before adding:]
You call out 'red' at any moment and you're out of the belt in less than a second, okay?
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I understand.
[ she purrs the words in a sultry voice that’s laced with sugar like a sweet cocktail – enough to audibly intoxicate the listener. smiling at logan, she hides her nerves very well. it isn’t very easy for her to give up control to just anyone, but this isn’t just anyone. from the very beginning she trusted logan more than she would almost any other man. it isn’t the sort of feeling you can pin down and label. annie trusted her gut and thus far logan hasn’t proven her wrong. ]
You can do anything you want to me tonight, Daddy. I want to make you happy.
[ annie smiles softly and pauses. ]
I know you’ll treat me right.
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[He smiles back at her, warm and loving, aware that the trust she puts in him is both fragile and precious, and Logan has every intention of nurturing that trust. He runs the tip of his nose along the bridge of her nose before ghosting a kiss over her lips:]
I know, kitten, but tonight is all about you. Understood?
[He doesn't wait for her answer and starts leaving a trail of kisses alongside her jaw and down her neck, while both of his hands cover her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh there before his thumbs roll the nipples teasingly. Pressing her tits together, he kisses the rounded cleavage, before his mouth catches onto a nipple, suckling and licking it until it becomes hard and erect, before moving on to her other breast to do the same.
Logan then leans back, looking at his work and how flush it made Annie, watching her every expression as he keeps on teasing her nipples, pinching and pulling them slightly:]
I love your tits, baby girl. Maybe later tonight when your pussy's too tired for me, I'll fuck them instead. Would you like that?
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[ annie purrs sweetly, smiling and gasping as his big hands touch her breasts. instinctively, she pulls against the belt slightly, wanting to stretch and touch him back, but being bound is an exhilarating sensation, and she can feel herself growing more and more aroused. her feet, still unbound, remain remarkably still except for her toes that curl and uncurl with each teasing wave of pleasure.
she moans when he mentions fucking her tits. ]
Mmm. I’d like that very much, especially if you’d let me lick you clean…
[ she gasps with every pinch to her nipples. her breasts have always been sensitive and with logan lavishing them with attention she’s going wild with lust. ]
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How can I say no to that? What a sweet girl you are to think about cleaning me like that, [he praises her between kisses.
Then Logan moves to kneel between her legs, and hooks his arms under her knees, pushing them until Annie is bent in half as he scoots up the bed, so he can use his body to support hers. In this position, her pussy is in full display for him: he simply has to lean in slightly to get a taste of it. Logan can smell the sweet aroma of her arousal, and it wets his mouth, like a feast presented to a starving man.]
Now kitten, I want you to count out loud every orgasm you have tonight. And you know I'll know if you miss one, or if you miscount. If we get to the same count at the end, I'll take you shopping, all right?
[Once he has an answer from Annie, Logan leans his head down, parting her slick folds with his tongue before flicking it over her clit repeatedly. It might be clear from the way he's eating her out, fast and like a glutton, that he's aiming at making her come quickly. For all the times he likes to tease her and prolong her pleasure, tonight is about quantity. Logan wants to push her to her limit, so that she can stop thinking about anything else but his tongue, his fingers, his cock.]
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[ her answer is cut short by an aroused gasp the moment that logan’s tongue first flicks at her clitoris. a wave of pleasure rushes over annie. she had already been turned on – it isn’t a long journey toward her first orgasm which she announces with a breathy tone. ]
O-one!
[ she feels another orgasm rock her core and it’s almost too much too soon to announce it to logan right away, but in spite of her shaking legs and gasping breath and the orgasm that comes right after it, she manages. ]
Two, nngh! Three!
[ her toes curl. he’s really very good at this. she’s tempted to ask him to slow down, but she’s never been one to take things slowly. besides, she thinks, if she announces each one in rapid succession then maybe she’ll get a better treat – not that this isn’t enough of a treat. ]
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I think they might've given you the remote for my collar
Are you free do we like meet for coffee or something? I don't know this feels like an in person type of conversation to have.
text; un: wolverine
Sure. Meet at Café Leblanc in the Down in half an hour?
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[Hm, where has he heard this name before?
...oh. Oh god please let this just be a different guy named Logan don't let this be how he meets–]
you know what yeah cool see you there
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how the fuck do you deal with this
text; un: wolverine
I drink, I fuck and I kill people, but it might be a bit too much for you, Boy Scout.
I'd say, start by pulling that giant stick out of your ass, but since I'm not with you, I know it's not there at the moment.
What's got you all twisted, really?
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fucking: check
killing? nah, you're right, that's too much
i don't want to be here. i know everyone says that but the longer I'm away, the more I let people down.
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Nobody wants to be here, trust me. And you're not letting people down back home. A couple of people have mentioned that time kinda stops for you while you're here. People that have come and go, apparently.
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I don't think that actually makes it any better.
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Why not?
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It's just an excuse, that's all. One to let go and be neglectful.
delivery;
There's also an accompanying note that indicates that she likes the scent of the cigars she'd placed inside the case, and that the taste of them on another's lips was... not so bad, she supposes.]
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