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[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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