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[It's likely it will never not bother him, although the extent of his self-loathing might ebb and flow along a sliding scale. Meanwhile, Wade could find nearly anyone else aside from himself attractive in their respective ways. No harsher critic than yourself, huh?

Still stroking both of them and getting drunk off the overwhelming feeling that Nate is pumping into his brain, Wade struggles to form a coherent thought to break through the fog. Right. That is a thing they need. Thanks, bracket text.] L-Lube? Something oily? My spit is only going to go so far.

[He's made do with worse, but they should probably do this properly, so Nate doesn't swear off doing it ever again.]

( Something oily. Right. Just… give him a second or two.

Eyes fall shut with a soft little hum on his lips as he gently keeps rocking himself against that lap. Really, it’s more his body falling into a sort of instinct he didn’t even know he had than actively doing it himself, but. Hey. He’s learning all sorts of things about himself here. On Wade’s lap. With his cock rubbing against the other man’s. Yeah. But eyes are shut and he scans his mind across Etraya looking for something oily.

Heart pounding, mouth becoming a little dry, he cocks his head to the side some — fingers digging rough into the shoulders they hold to and then… got it. In a matter of moments, a bottle flies in from the window they’d come through and drifts into the bedroom with them. Floating there above Wade, a bottle of coconut oil.

Straightening himself up some on that lap, eyes lazily open and he looks to the bottle there before looking back down to Wade. )

Will this do?

Damn. You're a like a sexy InstaCart. [Wade laughs, the sound a little breathy as he reaches to snatch the bottle from the air, to pop it open. Hopefully they didn't just ruin someone else's night. Not that Wade cares too much. Still gripping them with one hand, he moves the bottle to drip a generous amount of oil on both their dicks, pumping his hand roughly, groaning under his breath.]

I'll definitely be giving you a generous tip. [Dumb joke. But that's what you get when you decide to fuck Wade Wilson, Nate.]

( Judging from the way Wade goes and uses it there on both their cocks, yeah. He figures that'll do just fine.

Blue eyes fall shut — mouth hanging open — fingers squeezing at scarred shoulders. He gets the dumb joke and even chuckles a little breathlessly at it. Eyes fluttering open, he looks down to the other mutant beneath him and takes a moment to swallow. )

You want me to ride you, right?

( That's what this is getting at, isn't it? )

[Wade's not really a planner, he just falls face or ass first into everything. The question makes his cock pulse against Nate's in his hand.] That's one way.

Or you can get on your hands and knees. But this way you can decide how fast we go... [So maybe in that way it's slightly better. A now oiled finger gives Nate a little reach around, prodding until he finds his hole, pressing against it teasingly.] Unless you want to fuck me? I'm not that particular.

( The gasp that leaves him when that finger finds him is both soft and surprised, hips rocking forward without so much as a second thought. Head hanging between his shoulders, he looks down to Wade through his curtain of hair around his face. )

What's hotter for you?

( A breath, he adds: )

I can lessen the pain for myself. Telepath, remember?

You on top... that's hotter. [Although, Wade can't help but notice that it's all about what he wants and not what Nate wants. Which is fine, Wade is a selfish fuck, but it is curious. Maybe it's just because Nate doesn't know, but hopefully he'll coax an opinion out of him if they do this again.

Look at him, already acting like this is going to become a thing. Wade leans up to kiss him, pressing that finger a bit more firmly until it finally slips inside to the knuckle, teasing and prodding, and then he presses deeper still.] It won't be all pain though, I hope? If it is, I'm really doing something wrong.

( The sound that leaves him is a soft gasp against those lips there and he grips the curve of Wade's neck with a hand, brow pressing to his. Eyes are squeezed shut — his mind gently working to disable the discomfort he feels to the point of it being a little more bearable. He doesn't want to completely take it away. He wants to know what it feels like, just... not as bad. )

Definitely won't make me want to be on your lap again.

( Words wrapped within a soft chuckle, he nudges his brow to Wade's and presses both hands now to the slope of the other's neck, smile soft and warm. )

How about this? Me on top for a bit, then you flip me over and watch me take it from behind. That sound hot to you?

( There. Compromise. Both can get a little bit of what they want. )

Jesus-- [Wade feels utterly transfixed now, with the way Nate clings to him, nudges his face to his. He shudders, gaze meeting Nate's like he can't entirely believe this is happening, despite being well into it at this point. Anyone fucking him ever is a baffling mystery that he's forever grateful for and that's not likely to ever change.

The offer makes him dive that finger even deeper and slide in another a bit more aggressively now.] You drive a hard bargain. But you've got yourself a deal.

[Fingers slipping out, he reaches for Nate's muscular hips to urge him upward, gripping his own cock to get a good position.] Come on then... take a seat.

( The fact that Wade seems to like his suggestion... well. It certainly gets that smile of his to bubble more with warmth there against Wade's mouth and he noses at him, stealing a quick but soft kiss. When they'd first met here in Etraya— on Aphaia, he hadn't ever thought they would end up like this. That Wade would be someone who feels so normal despite his chaos and he doesn't know quite what to make of that... make of him... and how he gives him that semblance of normal.

He appreciates him for that.

Just as he appreciates the way he makes sure to get him as ready as he'll ever be for this.

Lips press to Wade's — a moan spilling into his mouth at that finger and when it leaves, and when he's asked to take a seat there on that hard cock of his, Nate just grins a little around the way he bites his bottom lip and shifts then with a soft breath. His mind is ready to dampen whatever discomfort might wrack his body and the moment he feels the head of that cock press against him, his breath hitches — hands holding tight to Wade's neck. )

I'll let you feel how good it is in a bit.

( Once they're past all this... awkward getting into it part... once he starts to [hopefully] feel how good it can be to have sex like this. With a guy. Taking his cock. Which he slowly starts to do as he eases himself onto it, teeth sinking into his bottom lip to bite back the sound that wants to leave him. )

[Hopefully he likes it or this might get pretty terrible fast. It'll be an adjustment, naturally. Wade slowly presses his cock against Nate's hole watching his face the entire time. Letting out low groan as he manages to get the head of his cock pressed inside it takes everything he's got not to simple force himself the rest of the way in, so fucking turned on he's buzzing.]

I do want to feel that... [Like getting the best of both worlds. He gets a bit further still and then again some more.]

( Once he's able to, he'll telepathically push everything he's feeling into Wade and he'll... feel what it's like to be fucked by himself. Might be a little trippy to experience, but. Hey. Somehow he gets the feeling the other will be into it, so.

He gives himself another couple moments — pauses every now and then to just have a second to adjust — lets himself feel it out with having Wade's cock inside him like he does, but. After a bit of the awkward game of stop and go, he finally lets himself sink down onto that hard cock he's taking, pulls himself up some, then takes it back in with a low groan against the other man's mouth. It helps that he's dampening the pain from being stretched like he is, but not enough to completely rid himself of it; he wants to experience his first time with Wade after all.

Hands cradling the curve of that neck they hold to, he starts to ride Wade with slow but steady rocks, getting used to feeling — in having a guy's cock inside him — while letting himself be stretched a little more with every thrust of that cock he takes. Swallowing, he presses his brow to Wade's again, eyes closed, lips parting. )

Is it corny of me to say you feel really big inside me?

Well, it is sexier than you saying that it makes you feel like you're taking a massive shit.

[Wade. You really are you're own worst enemy. Why anyone's ever fucked you ever is a goddamn mystery. Provided Nate doesn't climb off him right then and leave this questionable decision in the dust where it belongs, Wade will kiss him as he thrusts his hips upward with a bit more force before matching the pace Nate sets.

His eyes flutter shut, fingers digging a bit deeper into the flesh of Nate's hips. It feels good, physically, that goes without saying but fuck does it feel good to have someone close like this again-- someone to be close to. Even if maybe it doesn't mean anything afterward. Even if it's fleeting.]

( That's what people do with sex [here] isn't it? Doesn't mean anything. For him, it's difficult to really understand, given the fact that anyone he's slept with, he's liked in some way. He's not... entirely sure how he feels about it, but. Right now, this is the two of them making a questionable decision after having had a few drinks together. So it's best not to think about it too much, even if he catches sight of that blue and yellow friendship bracelet there on his wrist.

He rocks his hips to match Wade's pace there — gives him a look for that comment made, then moans against his lips as they're lost in another kiss and he's starting to get the hang of this feeling. )

Turn me around and fuck me. See how good it feels to take your cock.

( Because, yes. He intends to have Wade feel that. )

[If that's what people do here, Wade's got no idea. He's not running around fucking a lot of people. If he could? Sure, he might be laying pipe like a goddamn plumber. Who's to say for sure?

He's clinging to Nate as he's sat there riding him, and Wade's brain is swimming with lust, attraction, and awe. Nate's words nearly make him choke, fingers digging into his hips and thrusting just a bit deeper with an eager growl.]

Fuck. That's the hottest thing anyone's ever said to me. [Shuddering once, Wade moves in a flash, lifting them both, groaning as his cock leaves Nate's ass-- but it's not gone for long. Just long enough to get Nate on his hands and knees, and Wade's hopping behind him like the horny fucking rabbit he is and slamming right back into his still gapping hole.

The moment he starts to feel it too, it will take everything he has not to come immediately with the wild, erratic way he starts to mount him.]

( If it is, he's going to have to surprise the other more in the future. Provided this happens again, that is. Again, things he's not really letting himself think about too much at the moment. Not when he's taking cock like he is.

The moment he's turned around, he groans at the loss of the other man inside him despite how uncomfortable it had started off initially. But when Wade finds his way back inside him and buries that cock of his nice and deep, the sound that leaves the younger mutant is one that's loud and lewd and he can't even begin to find it within him to care. Head hanging there between his shoulders, fingers twist themselves up in the sheets as he takes the other's cock over and over again, letting his mind pull on the threads of pleasure unraveling within him from the hard and dirty sex they've managed to get themselves into now and pushing them into Wade's mind to feel what it's like to be fucked by him like this.

It's a bit of double pleasure there for Wade now. His own from being inside Nate and the pleasure Nate feels from taking his cock as roughly as he is. )

[Wade nearly doubles over, falling forward against Nate's back as he feels the full brunt of it. It's breaking his already cluttered brain-- feeling both sides, both fucking and getting fucked. The feel of Nate tight around his cock and the girth of his slamming inside himself.] Guh. Fuh. Trip--trippy.

[Once he's recovered, he's back at it, taking Nate and himself nearing orgasm. Or is it Nate who's close? Fuck, he's no idea, but he likes it!]

( Well. Seems like he was right? Wade is definitely into it and from the way he slams him into more erratically from the behind, he can't exactly say he's not into it either. Especially if it gets Wade going like that.

Fingers twist up in the sheets — eyes shut tight and mouth hanging open. His head hangs between his shoulders — arms ready to give out on him and he feels both their approaching orgasms rubbing against his mind. It's done in a way that makes it so intoxicating, he wonders why he ever bothered with those drinks earlier on in the first place. This right here... this is exactly what he needs to take his mind off everything.

He drops down onto his elbows, teeth sinking into his bottom lip and he holds out for just a little longer before he's finally giving in and, in doing so, the whole room practically shakes as he comes — disgustingly loud groan of ecstasy there on his lips as he does. )

[The feeling of Nate's orgasm in his own brain makes his own rip right out of Wade, spilling inside him with a few uneven and almost panicked thrusts before he falls off to the side with another small squirt of cum out of his cock as he flops to the bed beside Nate.] Fu-Fu-uuuck me.

That was batshit insane. [His brain feels like jelly. And less of a mess than usual because all that's there right now is pleasure and aftershocks. There's none of the constant pain, the disjointed thoughts. Nothing. But--] Wanna go again?

[Having a non-existant refractory period can be a problem.]

( One day, he'll be able to use his mind to heal himself up. That day, however, is not today and when Wade goes and asks if he wants to go another round, all he can do is let out of a puff of warm laughter there as he drops to his side, facing the other mutant. )

You really can go all night, huh?

( It's said through a huff of amusement and he takes a second to catch his breath there a little more properly before he's pushing himself up to rest there against his arm. Fingers pushing those bangs out of his face, he gives himself a moment to really look over the other and there's... nothing but appreciation there in his expression. )

Give me an hour and we can.

[Wade turns to look at Nate from his spot on the bed, grinning-- although he does spar a moment to appreciate the view, especially the way the light from the window cascade's over his ass before returning to his face. The look he finds there, softens his own grin. It's nice.]

Okay. I'll hold you to that. [Or he'll fall asleep. Either or. He shifts closer.] What did you want to do in the meantime?

( A lazy little shrug, he drops his cheek into the palm of his hand, watching the other mutant there scoot in closer. )

I don't know. What do you usually do after you fuck a guy face first almost into the bed?

I dunno. Snuggle, maybe? [He holds out an arm, wriggling his fingers to try and coax Nate to move forward and into it.]

( Blue eyes blink at that because... oh. He didn't think Wade would want that? But, he's not about to deny him it, so. With a soft chuckle there at the way he wiggles those fingers to coax him in, he grunts a little playfully as he scoots himself on over into that arm and drops himself back to the bed there on his side, hand gently walking fingers along the center of Wade's chest. )

How's that?

[Clearly he's got a lot to learn about Wade, because this is 100% the kind of thing the touch starved idiot would want. Both arms slide around him, pulling him closer, burying his face into Nate's neck, contenting himself with the closeness.

It didn't matter that they were both sweaty as fuck and the entire room reeked of sex.] Perfect.

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