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Kinktober Day10-Double Penetration
Summary: Wade and Logan fuck you.
Over the past month, Logan and Wade had been slowly preparing you, easing you toward something the three of you had been looking forward to for weeks.
They took turns each night, building up to the big moment, using different toys to help you adjust. Logan was usually the one to start, his hands steady and sure as he worked each toy inside you, helping you stretch a little more each time. He'd study your face carefully, his voice soft as he'd ask, "How's that, darlin'? You doin' okay?" Wade, though, was all teasing grins and playful comments, his fingers just a bit bolder.
"You think you're ready for us yet, sweetheart?" he'd smirk, always coaxing a reaction that made him laugh or grin when you'd roll your eyes at his impatience.
With each night, they got more confident, testing your limits. Logan would stretch you with a larger toy, moving slowly so you could feel every inch, while Wade kept his hands moving over your sensitive spots, making you gasp and arch beneath their touch.
Together, they found a rhythm-Logan's calm, grounding presence paired with Wade's lively energy. Your body responded eagerly, adjusting to the new sensations, and with every touch, the anticipation built, leading up to the night the three of you had been waiting for.
Tonight, the air was thick with anticipation. Logan positioned himself behind you, his solid warmth a comfort as he pulled you close, pressing gentle kisses along your neck. "You ready for this, sweetheart?" he murmured against your ear, his voice low and reassuring.
"More than ready," you breathed, glancing up to find Wade standing in front of you with that familiar, mischievous glint in his eyes. "You better be," he smirked, leaning down to catch your mouth in a kiss, his hand cupping your cheek as he whispered,
"This is what you've been waiting for, huh?"
Before you could answer, Logan was pressing into you from behind, his thick length stretching you slowly, letting you feel every inch as he settled in. "God, you feel perfect," he murmured, his hands steadying you as he pressed a reassuring kiss to your shoulder. "Let me know if it's too much, darlin." You nodded, grounding yourself with his presence, but just as you were catching your breath, Wade was positioning himself at your front, his playful grin softening as he looked into your eyes.
"Here we go," he whispered, easing himself in. The stretch was intense, nearly overwhelming, but after their careful build-up over the weeks, your body was ready.
"Look at you, handling us both," Wade teased, his thumb brushing over your cheek. "Knew you could take it."
Logan's fingers threaded through yours, squeezing gently. "You're doin' so damn well," he murmured, his voice a low rumble as he kissed your shoulder again. They began moving together, Logan's pace slow and deep, grounding you, while Wade matched his rhythm but added his usual playful edge, keeping you guessing with each movement. Their combined presence was intoxicating, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through you.
When your climax finally built, you felt yourself spiraling, their touch pushing you over the edge as you gasped, "Oh-Logan, Wade-I'm so close.." Logan's hold tightened, his voice soft as he whispered, "Go on, darlin. We've got you." Wade's grin softened as he leaned closer, his lips brushing against yours.
"That's right, sweetheart. Let go for us."
As you reached your peak, shuddering between them, they held you tight, their hands grounding you as you rode out the intense pleasure. Just as you came down, you felt them both reaching their limits, Logan's grip tightening around your waist as he groaned, "God, you're incredible..." Wade followed with a satisfied laugh, his own release filling you as he whispered, "Told you this would be worth the wait." They stayed close, wrapped around you as you all caught your breath, leaving you feeling utterly full, completely content, and held in the warmth of their embrace.
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Kinktober Day11-CNC
Summary: Logan’s an intruder
(Idk I’m trying something new with using she instead of reader and now I realize tht dumb😑🥲).
She's winding down for the night, completely unaware that Logan's shadow has crept into the room. Before she knows it, he's on her, his strong hand gripping her wrists and pinning her hard against the wall. She gasps, fear flashing in her eyes as his other hand covers her mouth, silencing her before she can cry out. She squirms and kicks, every fiber of her being telling her to fight, to push him away.
"No... stop, please," she whispers, her voice muffled and breathless beneath his grip. Logan's lips hover near her ear, his voice low and unyielding. "Struggle all you want, sweetheart-you're not getting away from me tonight."
She claws at his arms, twisting and trying to break his hold, every movement wild with desperation. But Logan barely flinches, his lips curling into a dangerous smirk as she puts up her hardest fight. His restraint only tightens, meeting each of her frantic struggles with that same effortless resistance. The amusement in his eyes is chilling, her pulse quickening as she senses just how outmatched she is.
When she tries to shove him away one last time, her palms pressing against his chest, Logan catches her wrists with ease, pinning them above her head. He leans in close, his breath warm against her skin—a jarring contrast to his rough handling. "I told you... there's no getting away from me," he growls, his voice sending a ripple of fear and anticipation through her, her resistance starting to fade.
Breathless, she finally stops fighting, meeting his gaze with a mix of defiance and surrender. Logan's eyes soften slightly, though he doesn't release her, holding her firmly with one hand while the other traces possessively over her skin. Every touch is rough but calculated, reminding her just who's in control here. She's left with no choice but to accept his command, her pulse racing as she gives in completely.
As he continues, his words are barely more than a whisper, full of dark promise. Despite the fear laced through the intensity, there's trust anchoring every action, every rough touch.
Logan's fully aware of his own strength, keeping her on the edge without crossing any line. In the end, the thrill, the adrenaline, and her surrender only strengthen the moment, binding them in an unforgettable rush of passion and control.
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Kinktober Day16- Spanking
Summary: Logan spanks Wade.
Logan walked into the room, towel slung over his shoulder, expecting to find his usual stash of weapons neatly laid out. Instead, he was greeted by a horror show of pink glitter, neon stickers, and… were those plastic claws?
“What the hell is this?” Logan growled, fists clenching at his sides.
Wade, lounging on the couch with his feet kicked up, looked over with a lazy grin. “Oh, hey, Wolvie. You like what I did with your stuff? Thought it needed a little pizzazz. Y’know, sparkle, personality—kinda like me.”
Logan narrowed his eyes, picking up one of the plastic claws Wade had replaced his adamantium ones with. “You’re messing with my gear, Wade.”
“Messing? Nah. Enhancing. Look at those bad boys! I bet they’d do wonders in a fight. You’d be the fiercest ballerina in the whole post-apocalyptic wasteland.”
Logan’s jaw ticked, his patience thinning. “I’m giving you five seconds to explain why I shouldn’t kick your ass.”
Wade just grinned wider. “Because I’d enjoy it way too much, obviously.”
Logan had enough. In two quick strides, he crossed the room and grabbed Wade by the arm, yanking him off the couch and flipping him over his knee in one swift motion.
Wade blinked, surprised, before he burst into laughter. “Oh-ho, look at you, taking charge! I didn’t think you had it in ya, old man.”
Logan wasn’t in the mood for games. “You think this is funny? You’ve been asking for this for a long time, Wade.”
The first smack came down hard on Wade’s backside, silencing his laughter with a sharp yelp. “Ow! Damn, you don’t hold back, do ya? Kinda hot.”
Logan delivered another hard swat. “What were you thinkin’, screwin’ with my gear?”
“I was thinking—ow!—that you needed to lighten up! Ever heard of fun?” Wade wiggled, but Logan’s grip was iron.
Another smack landed, followed by a low growl. “You call glitter and plastic fun? This is serious.”
Wade panted between hits, his voice still filled with bravado despite the growing sting. “Well, someone’s got a stick up his—ow! Okay, okay, maybe I went a little overboard. But c’mon, the pink claws are kinda cute.”
Logan paused, leaning down close to Wade’s ear, his voice a low rumble. “You really don’t know when to quit, do ya?”
Wade’s breathing hitched, his usual smart-ass grin fading into something a little more serious. “I mean… you could just admit that you like it when I misbehave.”
Logan smirked, though Wade couldn’t see it. “You’re damn lucky I don’t break more than just your ego.”
The next few smacks were harder, more deliberate. Wade gasped, clenching the couch cushion beneath him, his cocky façade cracking just a little. “Alright, alright! I’m sorry! Geez, can’t a guy redecorate around here without getting his ass handed to him?”
Logan gave one final, hard swat before letting Wade go, standing up as Wade rolled onto his back, rubbing his sore behind with a wince. “You’re insane,” Logan muttered.
Wade flashed a cheeky grin despite the ache. “Insane, but lovable.”
Logan shook his head, heading toward the door. “Next time you mess with my gear, it won’t just be a spanking.”
Wade sat up, still grinning, though his tone was softer now. “Promises, promises, Wolvie.”
As Logan left, Wade lay back on the couch, wincing as he shifted. “Totally worth it.”
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GUYS THEY DID THE THING
What happens in the Honda Odyssey, stays in the Honda Odyssey
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THEY'RE SOULMATES, YOUR HONOR
Ketchup and Mustard
I can’t decide Which is gayer being gay or this scene *facepalm*
Dad and the dog boyfriend he didn't want
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