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[It's a struggle now between whether to keep slamming in his cock at the relentless pace he's set or slow down to properly enjoy the tease of Kurt's tail pressing at his ass. It certainly makes his rhythm far less steady, shuddering. Then Kurt has to go and say a thing like that.

He very nearly comes right then and there but manages to edge himself off only just.

He doesn't want this to be over too soon. Especially not now.] Of course. The safeword is Hufflepuff. [Not that Kurt will be very able to say any safewords as Wade's hand wraps around him to grasp his neck, grip firm. Thrusting continuing, breathing heavy, and he basks in the sound of their bodies meeting.]

[ He almost mentions the conundrum over a safeword, almost fully conceptualizes that it's likely a bad idea to have a (potentially insane) near-stranger strangle him, but-- He sucks in a deep breath as Wade's hand grasps his throat. It's already happening. He has no good sense left, only sensation.

It's not a very long climb after that. He tries to focus, for a moment, on properly inserting his tail, on finding the right angle. Kurt's verbal noises are diminished, his held breath disappearing in choked huff as he tenses, trembling, spots creeping into the edge of his vision, the brain panic and the rush of chemicals that comes with it... He reaches up to slap hurriedly at Wade's forearm, then he comes.

It's intense, his eyes roll upward for a moment as he squirms, ejaculate streaking the mat below them, catching on his belly and his torn clothes. He sucks in a breath when he's allowed, exhaling something between a sob and a scream. He slumps forward onto this elbows, pushing his ass back, tail continuing to prod and press. ]

[It's all a flurry of sensation and Wade is losing himself in it. He might start holding too tight to Kurt's throat when he feels the tip of his tail gain entry into his ass. It's all so good that it's easy to go too hard, hold Kurt's neck tight enough to bruise him and lose consciousness if he lets it go much longer.

It's only vaguely that he registers the smack to his arm. It's seeing Kurt spill cum all over the mat that ultimately gets Wade to let go, so that he can grab his hips with both hands to furiously fuck him as Kurt's tail continues it's assault.] OOoooOoh, Canada! [Wade gives one more plunge of his cock as he spills inside Kurt, shuddering and falling over top of him.]

[ Kurt just barely registers the oddity of Wade's apparent patriotism before... Oof. He crumbles under the falling weight of the other man, noodle-limbed and fuzzy-brained as he still is, and he immediately scrambles to try and get out from under, withdrawing his tail and slipped free of Wade's cock. He still too sensitized, still trying to catch his breath...

He gets free enough to roll onto his back, gasping. When he speaks, his voice is raspy. It will bruise, he knows, but likely no one will be able to tell it. ]

All right?

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[He remains face down as Kurt slips out from under him, leaving him splayed out on the sweat and cum covered mat as he recovers. When Kurt's speak, he turns his head to look, looking utterly content with a stupid lazy grin on his face.] More than. I'm fan-fucking-tastic.

[The rasping doesn't go unnoticed though.] Err... sorry, if I went too hard with the choking.

[ Oh, no, that smile. Kurt can't help but return it, coupled with a breath of laughter. To the apology, he shakes his head and shrugs. Not dismissive, just... ] I asked for what I asked for. Without knowing you well, without you knowing me, I can mark it as foolishness on my part. You meant me no harm.

[ He decides to belatedly abandon his ruined trousers and underwear, shucking them off as he continues conversationally. ] I've lived through much worse and not gotten an orgasm out of it.

Heh. Yeah, me too. [As Kurt could probably imagine, even knowing so little about him. He'd at least have some idea of the type of damage he took on a regular basis based on the Deadpool from his universe.]

That tail thing at the end there? I really liked that. [A lot.]

It's a good trick, ja? [ He laughs and rolls into sitting up, smacking his tail on the mat as if to emphasize the point. ] I must use what I have been granted.

[ He gathers up his newly-discarded clothes and steps over Wade to gather up his shirts as well, not particularly fussed about his nudity. If he were not a teleporter, he might be a little more worried about it. As it stands, movement is easy, and nobody needs to walk home. ] Can I drop you off somewhere, or do you need a moment?

[ He's not in a hurry, precisely, but the post-fuck clarity is settling in. It's not the sort of decision he'd have normally made, but it hadn't (thus far) been an obviously poor one, and he's not sure whether that's somehow worse. What are the odds of it cascading down into trouble? ]

[At the very least what's just happened isn't likely to cascade into trouble... tonight? Wade just wants a nap, still he is staring at Kurt as he steps over him, committing his naked body to memory. Might as well have some good ones rattling around in there, after all.

Finally. Reluctantly. Wade sits up. He's a mess, covered in everything from the mat and what had already been on him before collapsing. He doesn't care one iota though. Leaning over to snatch up his boxers, then other clothing, he nods.] Sure. You drop me off back home. I'm in the Up Provided Housing now.

[He'd not really minded the dump he'd been given in the Down, but Scott hadn't really given him much of a choice when they'd contracted.]

Very fancy, I'm sure. [ Kurt's only been visiting there, and not particularly often. He offers Wade a hand up, and should probably offer him the opportunity to dress, but... It's isolated enough, in all likelihood, where they're going.

There's the burst of teleportation, and they're on the roof of the Up's designated housing building. Empty, thankfully, if a little blustery, still a little chilly, but there's a nice bit of actual sunshine. ]

I trust you can find your way from here. [ He briefly clasps Wade's hand in both of his own, nodding. ] Auf Wiedersehen.

[Wade is left behind holding his clothes in his hand, butt-ass naked on the roof when Kurt teleports away. He looks around, taking a moment to simply enjoy the sunset with his dick out.]

Best day ever.

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