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( 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.

( The smile he wears is a soft one as he settles in there against the other mutant and his cheek comes to press some against Wade's head, fingers slowly and gently drawing lazy patterns across his chest. )

You know... this could sort of be some sort of secret spot. If we ever do this again, I mean. ( At that, he chuckles softly. ) Back at the mansion it's just... crowded.

( For a telepath and all. )

[He lets out a content sigh as Nate's fingers graze his scarred skin, eyes closing a bit as he nuzzles his face in deeper with a little wiggle.]

Yeah? We could do that. It could be... our Secret Sex Lair? Our Fuck Palace? Our Fortress of Sex Solitude? [Wade wonders if he's suggesting it out of an embarrassment of anyone knowing. He's got his own reservations that involve Cable blowing his head off with a huge gun, but that's a little different. Complicated. It didn't matter the reasons, anyway. He needed this just as much as Nate seems to.]

Or some place to just get away from everyone else?

( Tipping his head back, he taps at his temple. )

Telepath, remember?

( Fingers slipping away from his temple, he brushes them over Wade’s head with the sensation of running through his hair pushed at the forefront of the other’s mind, like he’d done before. )

Plus, I don’t know how Cable would feel about you hooking up with his little brother.

[Wade reacts the same way as before, a small gasp, eye shutting tighter as he follows up the gasp with a groan. The feeling almost makes him want to sob.]

Angry. Pissed. Would probably want to shoot me in the head. Maybe a large knife to the dick for good measure... [He shrugs, trying not to think about it too much longer. Because whatever this is, it doesn't feel like a mistake.] What's it like? Having everyone's thoughts trying to rattle around in your head?

Annoying.

( The reply comes quick and soft, fingers stroking down to brush across Wade’s brow instead, blue eyes watching him. )

But it’s more like white noise, too. Once I get a better control on it all. It’s sometimes too quiet without having that going on in the background.

( Fingers pausing there at Wade’s brow, he smiles gently to him. )

It’s why being around you is… nice. Well, one of the reasons anyways.

[There's a soft laugh against Nate's neck.] Most people find me annoying, so that is kind of ironic.

[Most of his friends are ones that he's worn down in some kind of strange Stockholm Syndrome, since he's just so damn persistent. He squeezes his arms tighter around Nate.]

At least my broken brain is good for something, eh?

I guess I find you more strange than annoying.

( It’s gently said with a warm smile softly there on his lips, both at his words and the way Wade squeezes him close against him, wrapping him up in a strange little warmth felt between the two of them. )

You weren’t so bad for a first time, you know.

I'll take it. [Strange he can work with. His fingers move idly along Nate's back, letting his index and middle fingers move like they are walking along his shoulder blades.]

Yeah? [He perks up, pleased, pulling back to meet Nate's face.] You, uh, feeling okay? Not like super sore or anything?

[Wade got a little nuts at the end there, he realizes now. So hopefully he didn't hurt him.]

I'll probably feel it tomorrow. ( He shrugs, laying back some to meet Wade's gaze there. ) I blocked most of the pain with my mind. Telepath, remember?

( At that, he leans in — noses at Wade briefly then steals a sweet kiss from his lips. )

It's ok. It's worth it for how good it ended up feeling.

Is that a thing telepaths can do? Huh. [He mumbles against lips as Nate kisses him.] Learn something new every day.

[Wade looks content. More than he's been in a while. This is nice. Just something sweet and cute and not about the end of the gooddamn fucking world for once.] Well, good. I'm glad. I thought it felt pretty fucking good, too. Especially that... thing you did.

[The telepath mind thing. Full of useful tricks.]

( Smiling some, he stretches his arms above his head then and settles back a little more comfortably against the bed, looking over to Wade with a smile. )

Your mind's a little messy from what I can tell, so I'd rather push things into it, than try and pull them out.

( Hence the whole letting him feel that double shot of pleasure. )

But I'm glad you liked it. Kind of thought you would. Seemed like something you'd be into.

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