Cable just brought a committed couple back together. One of them from the ostensible dead. How is he gonna react when he sees just how happy Wade is now that he and Vanessa are back together?
And how is Vanessa going to react to having a third, hot as shit person in the room?

Vanessa wasn't quite what Cable'd been expecting. After all, he'd never so much as seen a picture of her and so he found himself surprised by how very… 'civilian' she appeared.
No large scars, no towering physique, no titanium exoskeleton, and no hatred in her eyes when Wade introduced him as his 'accidental boyfriend'.

No, instead 'intrigue' would be a far better word to describe the way that the woman he had just met's eyes looked him up and down before glueing themselves back to her fiancé.

They were back in their room, in the X-Manor, had just gotten through basic introductions and some pleasant repartee which had ended with Wade asking about remote controlled cameras and which, more than anything, had left Cable confused enough that all he could think about was how he didn't want to look at the bed. For fear that his expression would catch someone's attention and somehow sour the beautiful reunion taking place not four feet from him.
Which was extremely silly when he thought about it, considering the two were a little preoccupied with each other's lips to be paying attention to much else at the moment.

But even so... he still didn't want to look at it.

"Oh, baby, I feel like I miss you. Even though I was technically never gone to begin with," Vanessa said as she broke their kiss and wrapped her arms around her mutant's neck.

"Baby, I understand completely," Wade said in a husky voice. Arms wasting no time in encircling his human's waist.

Cable watched and though the tenderness in the room was palpable—he could practically cut it with a knife—, all he felt was a growing sense of loss. Like he was watching something he cared for deeply dying and there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop it.
Therefore, for his own health, it was about time he excused himself from the room and allowed the reunion to continue in privacy.

"Baby?"

"Yeah, Ness?"

"Did you mention something about 'massages'?" Vanessa asked with eyebrows raised in a very suggestive way.

"Uh, I can, if you want me to?" Wade asked in a tone steeped in pure confusion.
At the nod Cable saw Vanessa give him, Wade loosened and retightened his arms where they rested around her middle, in a reassuring way, and open his mouth. "Cable has warming oil and we gave each other the hottest massages last night."

Cable felt his eyes go wide at the blurted admission and he looked to Vanessa to gauge her response. For her part, she looked both expectant and curious.

"There was tongue."

At that, Cable closed his eyes in mortification. After all, if there had been a chance of him being allowed to continue a friendly association with the couple, that statement, as ridiculous and vague as it was, had likely erased all goodwill the wonderful woman in Cable's exboyfriend's arms-

"There better have been."

The shock of hearing those words took a second to wear off, but soon as it did, Cable was scouring Vanessa's face for their meaning.

"Because I'm demanding that same treatment. 'Cause getting shot, pretending to be dead, and time traveling to the future all in one evening? Estoy cansada!" Hm. Come to think of it, Cable was tired too. "Plus, I've got a massive kink in this shoulder."

"Don't worry, babe, I'm on it," said the mutant formerly known as Cable's as he swept his long lost lover off her feet and started for the bed.
Which Cable still didn't want to look at.

"Ooh, I'm loving the enthusiasm, but," Vanessa said, the last syllable purred in a way that made Wade pause. Fiancée laden arms inches from the mattress cover. "I have a feeling this is gonna take some major unkinking."

Then, she tilted her head Cable's way and he had to blink when their eyes met. Confused when he thought he saw something akin to an invitation in her baby browns.

"You're gonna need that guy's fucking jacked hands working you over if we're gonna smooth out this stubborn, hard, kink... in my shoulder."

The way Vanessa's mouth drew closer and closer to her fiancé's as she spoke, and the way she maintained the eye contact between herself and Cable— who himself was now deciphering the look as just a hint 'come over and play, big boy'—, put just a bit more meaning into her words. A meaning which paused the massive void in Cable's bruised heart from ripping any farther, the feeling of losing a special someone put suddenly on hold and making him want to... to...
He actually wasn't sure what, but he knew he wanted- if his potentially-a-little-less-'ex'-than-he'd-been-thinking boyfriend and his fiancée would allow...

Cable wanted to stay. With them. Indefinitely.

"What're you waiting for? My shoulder hurts," Vanessa said with a dash of playful command as she reached a hand out towards him. Beckoning Cable with a wave of obviously non-combatant fingers.

"You heard her: better get your cybernetic ass over here before I pull something," Wade enticed over his shoulder as he laid Vanessa out on the bed and helped her get cozy. Which, it turned out, included removing her romper length sweater. With a switchblade. Which she'd pulled from God knows where.

Cable couldn't believe what he was hearing- especially not coming, as it was, from the woman he had been sure was going to replace him.
Well, he could believe the absolutely... orgasmic sounds she was making, knowing just how amazing a massage from Wade really was, but he was still wrapping his head around the rest of it. Like the part where she'd invited him to join in the now obviously erotic massage party.

The thing that finally broke Cable from his uncomprehending stupor, was the sound of another shirt being tossed to the floor.
Then the image of his hopefully-once-again boyfriend flexing his back in the motion of a rolling wave as he positioned his body over a new section of Vanessa's. Which prompted another obscene noise from the woman receiving the massage of a lifetime.
Which, inexplicably, made Cable want to draw—wrench, if he had to—the equivalent noise from his mutant as well.

"I've got the warming oil," is the last thing Cable remembers saying before the remainder of their evening hazed out into little more than a lusty, adult noise filled, pleasurable, memory.

Huh. Vanessa's right when she says she has some kinks. Good thing too. For her as well as Cable.
Wade's never gonna get over this. ;D