"Fuck you"
"Do it yourself coward"
It is finally here. The Honda Odyssey scene Marvel didn't have the nuts to show us. I like to think Wade would be proud of what I have achieved. But who am I kidding. Anyways I hope you guys and enjoy this, smut isn't my strong suit but I really had fun with this hehe. Head the warnings and proceed with caution.
Summary: Tension is high, so is their libido. They are in a confined space...what could go wrong? In short. Logan and Wade fuck.
Tags: smut, unprotected sex, anal sex, hate sex, swearing, injury, lots of blood, you know the scene
"Motherfucker, I wish I could say you'd die alone but it's one of gods greatest jokes that you can't die, except that's on all of us!
What? got nothing to say, mouth?"
But Wade wasn't going to take that lying down. He stuffed down the sadness and turned it into pitiful anger he was going to take out on Logan.
Logan's words hurt, but so did everything else. So it was fine
"I'm going to fight you now" Wade said, the sentence lacking his usual snark.
"Oh are you now?" But Logan didn't get to cuss him out more before Wade's fist collided with his face and a trickle of blood ran down from his temporarily broken nose.
Logans face fell into a pissed off frown as he punched Wade in turn. His hand colliding with his face once, twice and he then yanked his head down to smash it into the dash of the car. The radio changing station abruptly as his head smashed the keys and dials.
Logan brought his head up and punched him again and then forced him back. Pushing him into the seat and reaching across Wade to restrain him with the seat belt. He protracted his claws and shoved them into Wade's stomach. Getting a clean slash right for his organs inside
"Not talking now are ya" he grimaced at Wade who cried out in pain after just having his organs shiskebabed.
Logan twisted his claws before pulling out, blood spurting out of the holes and coating the red fabric of Wade's suit.
As Logan went to strike him again Wade brought his leg up to block the attack and he hooked his foot around Logan's head, trapping him between his feet as he slammed his head into the side of the car. Denting it significantly.
On the third attempt to cave in Logan's skull he put his hand up to stop Wade from moving him and stabbed him again, this time in the side. His claws jamming into and in between his ribs, cracking them in two and puncturing the bottom of his lungs.
Wade gasped but the holes soon repaired themselves.
"Oh you dirty bitch" Wade groaned as he put both his feet on Logan's chest and shoved with all his might, sending him out the front screen of the window. Shards of glass flying everywhere as it shattered.
Logan rolled onto the leaf strewn floor, he quickly recovered from Wade's attack and ran for the car.
Wade stuck his head out of the now broken window and drew his swords. But Logan smashed into the car with such a force that the air bags activated and sent Wade flying back in the car.
He was surprised they hadn't activated sooner.
As Wade was flung back into the reclined passenger seat Logan dived in after him. Plunging his claws into both of Wade's sides.
Pulling them out and forcing them back into his flesh over and over a blood sprayed over both of them with each pull back of his arm.
Wade attempted to block another attack but Logan instead started hacking at his arm, the claws penetrating all the way through his arm his claws poking out the other side. But Wade managed to smack Logan in the side of the head and force him down, switching their positions so Wade was on top of Logan.
But Logan took the chance and shoved his claws into Wade’s face and blood dripped from the wounds. He laughed as some of the blood dripped into his mouth.
He then brought his own feet up on Wade's chest this time and shoved him as hard as he could making him fly up through the sky light in the roof of the car. More shards of glass spraying over the two of them as that window broke as well. Wade went flying and fell back to the ground with a thunk as he hit the Honda on the way down and rolled onto the leaves below.
Wade pushed himself up from the ground. Blades still in hand as he jumped up.
From the car Logan beckoned him, like a potential lover calling him from the other side of the dance floor. Wiggling his fingers to entice him back into the car.
Wade threw his sword behind him and took out his miniature handheld kunai for close quarters combat and dove back into the car, breaking the window for the back seat.
He got behind Logan and shoved him in the back with his feet. Forcing him into the front seat, his elbow hit the window as he went shattering more glass as Wade continued to shove him out the front window.
He took his knives and began jaming them into anywhere he could reach. Plunging them into Logan's neck and face with the force only a fast baller would use.
Logan grabbed his arm as he went down for another swing and shoved it forward. Bringing it in front of him as he proceeded to push on Wade's elbow and pull his arm back from his wrist
Wade wiggled in protest and screamed as Logan processes to snap his arm back the direction it was definitely not supposed to go with a sickening crunch.
Now it was his turn to get pounded.
Logan threw Wade into the back of the car. His head collided with the rear window and shattering that as well.
Who knew that the two of them had such thick skulls.
At that moment Wade's arm righted itself as he snapped it back into place, but Logan pulled him back into the car for another round, protracting his claws once more.
Logan punched Wade over and over, anywhere he could reach his fist collided with bone
Getting tired of having his skull caved in Wade reached behind Logan and proceeded to wrap the seatbelt around his neck and pull it out of the backseat of the car. He took the seatbelt and jumped onto the roof of the car and down through the skylight. Pulling tight on the make shift noose around Logan’s neck. But Logan used his claws to rip the fabric away quickly and they were instantly back at each other’s throats.
Wade moved his hand to stop the oncoming attack from reaching his face but the claws went straight through his hand like it was paper. Skewering his fingers like nightmarish kebabs.
Logan then went one step further and forced his claws into the side of Wade’s head and through his brain. His hand stuck to the side of his head before Logan pulled his head forward and rammed it into his knee
Wade saw an opening as Logan brought his knee up again and grabbed his trusty baby knife, digging it into Logan's leg and gave it a squelching twist
"Baby Knife" he said, like a trademark
He brought his knee up and made space between him and Logan before shoving him back into the dash of the car. Cutting off the music abruptly.
The two of them laid breathing hard at the opposite ends of the car. Their chests heaving and their wounds healing over in record time.
Logan had an insane smile on his face and Wade had a grin so wide his cheeks hurt.
"I take it all back, the Honda Odyssey fucks hard!-" He says as he rolls his head back, the adrenaline and endorphins rushing through his brain makes his mind feel dizzy and delirious with emotion.
"-to bad you don't needle dick" he says goading Logan.
"Oh were just getting started, bub" and Logan is up again ready to throw Wade around like a limp rag doll.
He lunges at Wade putting all of his body weight into each attack as he continues to puncture all of Wade's organs.
This goes on for what feels like an hour. Their bodies are pressed up together in the small car. Their sweat and blood and other bodily fluids coating the interior of the car and each other. Their movements had been rattling the car, making the springs shake on the wheels. The creaking of metal evident in their need to attack each other.
They were letting off steam, both being caught in this fuck fest of a predicament had made tensions run high and to be fair Wade did kidnap Logan and then get him sent down the metaphorical trash shute to the void.
But all this time more than just anger, and adrenaline was running throughout their bodies and their minds.
Wade's suit had become tight in the front. So much so at some point he had clicked off his belt to get some relief.
Logan had noticed the same feeling within his own suit but had been too busy putting holes into Wade to worry about it. However now with the two of them tangled in the back seat it was hard to ignore. Their fight had evolved into a scrap with the two of them pinning each other so that meant neither of them could move unless they both let up. And neither of them were going to do that.
Their bodies were slotted between each other and they were very, very aware of the shared situation going on in each other’s pants.
"Are you fucking hard right now?" Logan growled
"Don't judge me asshole it's your fault. And besides that, would make you a hypocrite"
Logan gritted his teeth at Wade. Fuck him, he blamed Wade for all of this. For his being here, for his anger. And his high libido. Fighting always gets him worked up but this was something different.
He had never met anyone more stubborn that was willing to duke it out for this long. The regeneration was a plus so Logan could vent everything without holding back. It was refreshing. Like a punching bag that punched back.
The two of them had slowed down their fight but we're still trying, half-heartedly, to get at each other’s throats. The high of the fight had evolved into the unintentional sensual groping of one another.
Wade tried to pull Logan's neck and switch their positions, but he couldn't get a good hold
"Stop, fuck, stop moving like that"
"Like what? Like this" Wade knew exactly what he was doing. Of course he did, he liked firing Logan up, seeing him all feisty had his blood rushing south like geese in the winter.
"Fuck stop" Logan yells as he punched Wade in the leg. He's doesn't even bother to bring out his claws
"I will slice your dick off if you don't stop"
"Fuck you" Logan grunts as Wade moved again. Their hard lengths rubbing against each other through the rough fabric of their suits.
"Please, I think the audience has been waiting for that for 20 paragraphs. It's about time we jumped to the chase"
"What are you jabbering about?"
"Nothing" Wade says innocently, he winked at the reader through the screen
Logan - getting fed - up pulls his hand away from where it was braced to cup Wade's bulge in between their bodies. Applying pressure to it from over the fabric. Wade's head falls back, smacking into the door with a dull crack
"Of course it wouldn't take much to get you to moan. You whinny bitch"
"How about you find out, needle dick"
Logan was getting fed up with Wade. Taking matters into his own hand he gave one more rough press to Wade's bulge and then proceeded to forcefully unzip Wade's pants and yank them down his legs. Making them bunch up at his knees.
"Woah their cowboy. Take it easy. The viewers might get a little too eager"
Logan unzipped his own suit, ignoring whatever bullshit Wade was spitting now.
Logan takes his length out from his suit and boxers and Wade's jaw drops. Logan's dick was easily 7 inches and with a vein to match. the ones in his neck. He looked the writer approvingly before returning his attention back to Logan and his not so little friend.
God damn, they really weren't at Marvel Studios anymore. But that's what he likes about AO3. No censorship, no rights and cooperate bullshit. Just hardcore whatever the fuck. But in this case the whatever was Logan and himself and they were fucking.
Without warning Logan lined himself up with Wade's scared asshole and pushed in. No prep, no warning, nothing. Just bareback and straight in.
Wade moaned as his head fell back hitting the car door once more. This time with a larger and more pronounced thump.
"Jesus I retract my statement. Not a needle dick. Fuck~"
Logan grinned, baring his teeth as he did so.
He began to pull out and push back in again slowly trying to find a rhythm in this confined space. He didn't have a lot of room to experiment. Especially with Wade's leg hooked around one of his own.
Logan moved back so that he could balance on the back of his legs and he lifted his hands up from where they were holding him up in the torn and bloody backseat so he could push Wade's legs open
Now he could sit without worrying about falling over and he had enough room to have his way with Wade.
He pushed in once more and found a place that he slowly increased in speed with each thrust. Pushing in and pulling out slowly until the movement turned into a rough thrust
"Fuck, if only your mouth was this tight"
Logan grunted with each thrust, his chest heaving and his hips rocking.
Wade on the other hand kept his head back his mouth open. He had pulled up his mask so that his mouth was exposed allowing him to breathe properly.
Sorry, the mask stays in during sex
Each time Logan pushed in he felt like the tip of his dick was kissing the top of his stomach, rearranging his organs.
"Jesus fuck, I forgot what it was like to be a bottom. I- ah~ was not prepared for you big boy"
The idea of Wade being a top made Logan laugh. There was no way this Merc was a top. He wouldn't believe anyone who tried to convince him.
Logan kept thrusting and soon the car was rocking again, the squeak of metal evident to both of them in between their grunting and moaning. Logan had found Wade's sweet spot and he had begun drooling. Each time Logan hit the spot he would moan louder and and louder until his throat started to hurt.
Logan didn't let up until he could feel his climax building. He could feel the pre cum already leaking out of his tip and he was starting to sweat. He pushed his hips forward faster until he could feel that warm fuzz building in his stomach.
Wade could feel it too. The pressure building in his hips as Logan continued to stuff his ass.
"Shit~ Fuck I'm almost there" Logan said breathily. Uttering each word in between reaching heaving breath.
"You don't have to wait for me baby girl, you go when you-"
But Wade didn't get to finish his sentence as his orgasm caught up with him and he was releasing all over his own stomach and legs.
Seeing this, Logan's orgasm reached a sudden high and he followed suit. Not bothering to pull out as he came.
His cum filled Logan's stomach and ass as he cried out from his own release.
The two of them lay huffing. Breathing in each other's breath and musk.
The car stank. Like sweat and old blood and sex. It reaked.
Logan fell forward and put his hands on either side of Wade's head to try and hold himself up.
Their faces are so close together. Logan could practically see Wade's face through the white eyes in his mask.
Wade was looking up a Logan with a satisfied smile on his face. Although his mind was very confused. Hate fucking wasn't an uncommon trope however he didn't see Logan ever taking that route. However writers are gonna do what writers are gonna do. He just wondered how this would evolve for the two of them
Logan glared at Wade as he breathed heavily.
"Are you gonna pull out or what princess?" Wade said in a sing song voice
Logan did, putting himself back in his pants and zipping up his suit. Not even cleaning himself off first. But he didn't move from where he was hovering over Wade.
Wade could feel as the cum slowly leaked out of his ass.
"Are you done being mad at me? Or should we go a round two? Coz I would sure love you to split me open like a pistachio. I would not complain"
Rolling his eyes Logan pushed his face into Wade's aggressively.
And then slams his lips onto Wade's. The scars around his lips feel rough and scabbed. Logan doesn't wait for Wade to open his mouth he just wraps a hand around Wade's throat and squeezes until he gasps and opens on his own.
He shoves his tongue inside Wade's mouth. Invading the space, running his tongue alongs Wade's teeth and crashing his tongue against Wade's.
He tastes salty and bloody. But Logan doesn't mind. He couldn't remember the last time he got a kiss from someone. In a strange way this was quite pleasant even if the circumstances were not.
And that's when he remember his entire predicament in the first place. And his blood began to boil steadily.
In one quick movement he sat up. Protracted his claws. Stabbed Wade in the sides and headbutted him with as much force as he could muster. Wade didn't even have time to think of a quipy remark before Logan had successfully knocked him out cold.
Logan took this moment to breathe. To really breathe before he procceded to maneuver Wade's limp body to the side of the car, pulling his pants back up so he was decent, and began to tie him up with the seat belts and scattered fabric around the car.
He was leaving. He didn't want to deal with Wade's bullshit anymore and he needed to find a way home. He wasn't going to hold onto a false promise anymore. He needed to focus on reality. And the reality was he wasn't getting a better life. No one could fix what he had done and he needed to man up and get over it.
As he exited the car he spotted something white with speckled blood laying in the leaves. He walked over to it and picked it up.
It was Wade's photo. He stared as it. The smiling faces of the 9 people Wade considered his world looked up at him. Frozen in the moment. It looked like a party of sorts but he couldn't tell.
The photo made something in his chest twitch. Was it guilt for deciding to leave Wade to let his world die. Or was it the high emotions from everything that had just happened? He didn't know. But he sat with the photo. Crouching from where he had been standing outside the car and continued to study the photo. The faces of the people Wade held most dear. He recognised Colossus. Of course it wasn't the Colossus he knew. But still.
Wade said he needed him. No one needed him. No one had in a really long time. But Wade seemed honest. And he seemed desperate.
If Logan was being honest with himself he didn't have anything better to do. His world was already fucked. It didn't want him anyway so why would he bother going back to it. Especially if the chances of it being fixed were slim. There wasn't any point. And it's not like he could die. He couldn't end the suffering he was sick of living and inflicting.
But maybe, as much as he hated saying it, Wade was his way of redeeming himself. Even if it was just a little bit. If he helped Wade. Maybe it would fill the hole he had created when he let down his own world.
Maybe he could be the hero his multiverse counterparts claim to be. Maybe he could mean something to someone. Wade seemed to be fond of him, even before he knew him.
Although he doubts that would still be the case after this fight.
"Fuck" he swore into the forest surrounding him.
He had to stay now. His heart wouldn't let him make any other choice even if his head was screaming at him to leave.
So he climbed back into the car, reclining the seat next to Wade and laying down. The sun had since set and he was exhausted. He hadn't noticed until now but he was so tired he could have slept for days.
As he fell asleep, Wade's photo in hand he thought of what it was like to have a family the way Wade did. What it was like to have faith and to feel care from the people around you.
And for the first time in a long time, though he would never admit it, he had hope.
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