[ 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. ]
[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.]
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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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[The rasping doesn't go unnoticed though.] Err... sorry, if I went too hard with the choking.
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[ 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.
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That tail thing at the end there? I really liked that. [A lot.]
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[ 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? ]
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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.]
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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.
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Best day ever.