[locked to snicktsnickt] HWD - Sexin' It Up

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OOC: Continued from here.His head fell back to bang against the floor while Logan's mouth teased him, a sharp moan escaping with every inch of flesh cut open by those deadly claws. It wasn't much, but fuck if it wasn't exactly what he was craving. There was no way to deny his arousal now, and Logan's hands so close to where he wanted them only made

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[snicktsnickt]

Logan growled, shifting to put more weight on his hand, crushing Wade's skull into the floor. How was he still talking? Pudding pop. He felt the smallest shift and eased up, wondering if he'd broken a jaw or cracked a bone. Wade would heal, it didn't slow him down much.

"For the love of fuck, please shut up," He snarled, turning to spit in his palm before once again biting Wade, this time on the back of the neck, more punishment than foreplay. He wished he hadn't torn up that shirt... at least he could gag him.

He stroked his hard on, the spit barely slicking it, but it was better than nothing, he guessed. He didn't have the patience right now to deal with lube.

He straightened, letting go of Wade's face completely so he could grip his hips bruisingly, brow furrowed in a moment of concentration, lining up and forcing himself into Wade unapologetically with a loud primal growl.

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He hissed when he felt his jaw slip out of place. That wasn't pleasant; that was just pain. Then there were teeth in the back of his neck and his first instinct was to clench his teeth, which sent pain rocketing through his jaw.

He tensed, hands balling into fists and gripping the shirt that was just within his reach, and dropped his forehead forward -- carefully this time -- to moan through clenched teeth. Foreplay, punishment, it was all the same at this point. There was such a fine line in the first place, and now -- now there was nothing but pain and the pleasure derived from it, and pleasure itself.

His breath caught in his throat when Logan let go and gripped his hips so tightly, but he took the opportunity to slip his jaw back into its joint before bracing. Logan's entrance into his body was far from smooth, but it threw his head back, drew a deep cry from him as he pushed back to take him the rest of the way.

Even so, he craned his neck to grunt, "You could've warned me."

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Wade's little quip earned him another deep, punishing thrust, Logan barely pulling out before slamming in further. "I don't wanna hear your voice unless it's my name or profanities, Wilson," He snarled, moving a hand from Wade's hip to his shoulder. It forced the man's back to arch, better angle, and Logan felt like he had more control over the other man's body now. Much better. Blunt nails bit into Wade's skin, the little red half moons they left disappearing almost as soon as they appeared.

"Fuck," He groaned out, the word exhaled and long as he let his head lull back, eyes closed, obviously enjoying every push into Wade. As long as the merc managed to keep his mouth shut, this would be ecstasy. He was already speeding up, craving more, deeper, harder, anything he could get to feel more pleasure.

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Wade had enough leverage to rock back, to meet each powerful thrust with a need for more, to take him completely -- to feel his bare ass crash against Logan's bare pelvis and be joined entirely. It made him gasp, moan, tremble beneath him.

He's not entirely sure when he started hissing obscenities, but a steady stream began, and it wasn't entirely in English; plenty of Japanese and German with a touch of Spanish escaped, too. "Oh mein Gott, sore wa amarini mo yoi kotoda, papi," he moaned, bucking and rolling with him.

{{German - oh my God; Japanese - it's too good; Spanish - daddy :|}}