Whoa, it's been a while. Anyways, just warning you that this chapter contains a LEMON! Finally, right?! I mean this fic is rated 'M' for a reason, and it isn't just so I can curse as much as I want. Just putting it out there: this is my first lemon, like ever and I put a LOT of work into making it. So, let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: I don't own Deadpool, X-Men, or anything else except for Raven and Kyle! Enjoy!
Wade woke up and stretched in his bed. Ever since he and Gwen arranged to celebrate Christmas together, he had started cranking up the heat in his apartment. Was it more comforting to wake up in a nice toasty apartment instead of waking up in an icebox? Yeah, but it cost a fortune.
"Good thing we're getting a bunch of leftovers today!"
"Yeah, with all these Christmas festivities we'll be working nonstop until next year to pay for all of this."
"Hey! Quit being such Debbie Downers!" Wade exclaimed, jumping out of bed "Today's the day we take our relationship with Gwen to the next level!"
His excitement was short lived when he saw his naked reflection in the full length mirror on his bedroom door.
"You think she'll be able to handle all of that mess?"
"Of course! That's what I've been saying! She loves our face! Why wouldn't you think she'd be disgusted by the rest of us?"
Wade touched his scarred skin delicately. He looked like a piece of tenderized meat just standing there in his bedroom alone. Next to Raven's flawless pale skin, he probably looked like a zombie.
"It's a bit overkill isn't it?" Wade wondered aloud as he continued to inspect his body. Every inch was covered in scars and unsightly markings. Nothing was spared the wrath of the accelerated cancer growth. Thanks, healing factor.
"More like roadkill. Haha!"
Wade chuckled, even though the joke was at his own expense. He went back to his bed to retrieve his phone. He had to send Raven a quick little good morning text before he started his day and forgot.
"Dude, you are so whipped!"
"Uh, you mean we're whipped."
Wade ignored the voices as he set about getting ready for today. He put on his cleanest and least patched up uniform. He even spritzed some of the fancy cologne Raven had picked up for him as a "just because" present.
After finishing up in his bedroom, Wade migrated to the bathroom. As he walked, he inspected his apartment. It was remarkable what covering up a bunch of holes could do for the whole look of the apartment. Creepy and over the top Christmas decorations aside, the apartment did look normal and like a place inhabited by a human.
"Heeeey, Mr. Shugums. How's the ball licking coming along?" Wade cooed to his lab as the dog approached his owner happily.
Oh yeah, and one dog. Wade knew Gwen loved dogs because every time she even saw a dog, she would freak out and hunt the poor thing down so she could shower it with hugs and kisses.
As Wade entered his bathroom to brush his teeth, he could hear his horny neighbors already starting on their "sexual adventures", as they liked to call it. The merc had approached the couple a few days before to ask them to keep their sex noises to a minimum. Already, it didn't look like they were going to adhere to his nice warning.
"Good thing we have all of our bang bang sticks!"
"God, I hate you."
"And they said to spay and neuter your pets." the mercenary sighed as he began to brush his teeth. Mr. Shugums sat loyally next to his master, leaning his head up against his thigh. Wade pat his dog on the head before spitting out into the sink.
He had tried to clean every inch of his apartment as best as he could, but his bathroom was completely hopeless. At least his toilet water was no longer brown. Plus, his bathtub was still so full of disgusting and questionable liquids, he didn't dare touch it; instead choosing to set up a bunch of red painted plywood with a sign that said "under construction" stapled on it.
Once he looked back up into the mirror, his disfigured face stared back at him. Wade touched his chin with a gloved hand. That was one benefit of having such a horrible disfigurement: he didn't have to shave every morning.
He reached over and grabbed his mask, sliding it over his face. When he looked up again, he was greeted by a mouthless red and black face with a charming look in his eyes.
"There we go. Much better." he greeted his preferred face with a thumbs up.
The Merc with a Mouth arrived at the X-Mansion on his souped up scooter. He had "borrowed" his horny neighbors' small scooter hitch. He didn't think they would mind. They hardly minded anything outside of boning each other.
"Maybe that'll be us!"
Wade shrugged that comment off as he jogged up the stairs to the mansion. He liked sex just as much, if not more than, any guy; but constantly boning throughout all hours of the day and night seemed a bit much. When would he get to eat any of his girlfriend's famous tacos?
"Maybe, with the right person, worrying about food is secondary."
"Yeah, right." Wade scoffed, knocking on one of the large mahogany doors "Nothing can stand between me and my precious food."
The door creaked open moments later and what laid on the other side made Wade eat his words.
"Dude, she can stand between me and my food any day!"
Raven stood there proudly in the sexy Mrs. Claus outfit Deadpool had picked out for her days before; complete with red and white striped tights and a Santa hat. She touched the corners of her poofed out skirt gingerly and swung side to side.
"You like?" she asked, sticking out her lower lip in a pout. Wade wiggled his fingers as he reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her into his body.
"Best gift ever. Now, when can I unwrap it?"
Gwen giggled and blushed. She knew he would love it and she did too. It was just enough to look sexy without looking too inappropriate.
"After our guests leave!" she chided him "Now come on and help me load the food up onto the Red Rocket!"
Wade giggled at her nickname for his scooter as he entered the warm mansion. Jeeze, she even had bells on the toes of her shoes. This chick really took Christmas seriously.
Gwen had already packed up all the food and stacked it all nice and neatly at the base of the grand staircase. It wasn't much, if they were taking a car, but for a scooter it was still a daunting task; even with her organizational skills.
"You leavin' already, Gwen?" Logan asked, as he walked down the stairs. Wade immediately leapt on the stacks of food, defending them feverishly.
"He must've caught our scent!" he shouted in an Australian accent "Quick, Gwen, grab a stick and poke him while I save the food!"
Gwen rolled her eyes and pulled a small black box out of the pocket of her dress.
"My hero." she joked, tossing her hair over her shoulder "Yeah, we are. I gotta get that goose in the oven so it's got enough time to cook."
Wade growled and barked like a puppy once the headmaster reached the base of the steps.
"Need any help?" he asked, wary of the mentally unstable merc. Gwen shook her head.
"Nah, I think we got this, but here-" she tossed the black box to the claw wielding mutant "Merry Christmas."
Wolverine caught the unwrapped box and opened it. He pulled a silver pocket watch with a small wolverine carved into the surface. Yeah, Gwen stole it last night, but it was too good to resist. It was more suited for a mutant who shares the same name rather than some rich old geezer who was bound to kick the bucket soon anyways.
"A pocket watch?" he asked, confused. Gwen nodded.
"Yeah! You're a headmaster of the fanciest school around!" she exclaimed "Just what fancy professor do you know who doesn't have a pocket watch."
"Haha! She called you fancy! You're a fancy boy, girly man!" Wade cackled as he set about loading the food onto the scooter's hitch. Wolverine glared after the main source of his irritation before turning his attention to Raven.
She looked eager for a positive response from him and, even though it wasn't the ideal gift, he would be sure to hold this gift close to him because it was the first thing she had ever given him.
"I love it. Thanks, kid." he said, sliding the watch into the pocket of his jeans "You have fun with Mr. Crazyface, alright?"
"Alright." she nodded, giving him a small, quick hug before rushing out of the mansion and into the snow. Logan smirked and leaned against the stairwell, watching the black haired girl help her stubborn boyfriend rearrange the food on the scooter hitch. She was a special one. She didn't even get mad at him for not getting her a gift.
He felt a small hand tug on the corner of his shirt. He looked down at the small, gold skinned child who looked up at him with eager amber eyes.
"Mr. Logan." the child said "Ms. O wants you to come help her set up the projector so we can all watch 'It's a Wonderful Life'."
Logan ruffled the child's hair and let her lead him to the living room. He didn't see why the kids couldn't at least play outside in the courtyard. She said there was a pretty bad winter storm coming and he knew better than to argue the weather with a woman who was basically Mother Nature.
After speeding through the chilly and crowded streets of New York, the unlikely couple finally reached Wade's seedy looking apartment building. Gwen wasn't at all that surprised though, the size of Wade's contracts weren't all that impressive...at least not compared to the ones she closed. Also, he wasn't really the frugal type and typically bought whatever he damn well pleased.
"You really think she's gonna be willing to give up living in the X-Mansion for this dump?"
"Of course, I do." Wade mumbled to himself as he unloaded the food.
"Someone's being a bit selfish."
"It's a bit too late to turn back now, stuffy. I mean it's not like we got her anything else."
Wade gulped nervously as he handed Gwen her precious, uncooked goose.
"Well, this is...different. Certainly not what I expected, but it's got a certain..."her voice trailed off as she tried to find a right word.
"You can cut the bullshit, babe. It sucks, I know." he interjected, stepping ahead to open the door "Now hurry up and get in there. My nuts are freezing."
Gwen hurried inside, disappointed to find the inside of the building was just as cold as outside. She could still see her breath it was so cold. Maybe wearing such a skimpy outfit wasn't the brightest of ideas.
"So, where's my present?" Deadpool asked as he opened the gate to the elevator and let Raven step inside "I didn't see any really big packages in that pile of food."
"Well, that's cuz I didn't get you a big package." she replied, before seizing an all too perfect opportunity "But I do see a big package in here."
She winked and wiggled her eyebrows while Deadpool pressed up on the elevator. It took him a moment to register the joke.
"Ah, so you make dick jokes now." he replied "Looks like I'm rubbing off on ya."
"Maybe a bit." she relented looking down at the large envelope she held under her arm that contained her gift to Wade. Every single picture, as well as a few of some of the X-Men, was in there; all artfully arranged into what Raven thought was a pretty nice collage. Yeah, it seemed kinda like a lame gift to anyone, but Raven thought it would just about knock his socks off. What's the best gift to give to a man with no memories anyways? Exactly.
As the elevator ascended, Gwen noticed that it wasn't getting any warmer. She was about to complain, when she looked over and saw Deadpool's excited face. Even under the mask he seemed so giddy to have someone want to be with him for no other motive than to just be there.
She smiled, trying to hide the fact that her teeth were clashing against each other beyond her control.
"Don't worry, princess, I have the heat cranked up just for you." Deadpool assured her. Gwen let out a sigh of relief as the elevator stopped.
"Well, hurry up, then! I'm freezing my tits off!" she squealed, rushing out of the elevator as fast as she could towards the only door that held a Christmas wreath. She could hear the scratching of paws against wood as well as a deep barking.
"You have a dog?!" she exclaimed. Deadpool dug his keys out of one of his many pouches.
"No! I have a cat who just had throat surgery and is very sensitive about her new voice!" Wade admonished, opening the door. In addition to being hit with a sudden burst of warm air, Gwen was also hit with the sight of an adorable yellow lab, wagging his tail happily with a homemade Wolverine sock doll in his mouth.
"Oh...my...GOD!" Gwen shrieked, tossing her goose in the air to wrap her arms around the dog. Deadpool caught the seasoned bird nimbly. There was a reason he never told her that he had a dog. Well, actually there were two. The first one was that he was afraid she would be allergic. The second was he wanted to see her reaction when she saw his for the first time.
"Who's a little cute? Who's a little cute?" she cooed, scratching the dog behind his ears. Poor thing smelled like he hadn't been bathed in weeks, but at least he was well fed. Plus, Wade even took the time to replace his collar with a belt of bells.
"So, I guess I'm doing the cooking?" Wade asked, setting the food on the table and cracking his knuckles "I'm about to go Julia Childs on this bitch."
"Touch any of my food and I'll kill you six times over with a monkey wrench!" she yelled, abandoning the dog. Wade pulled his mask off his face and gave the girl a wink.
"Oh, feisty aren't we? Well, I can be just as feisty. Rawr." he snapped his jaws together and growled. For some strange reason, Gwen found this extremely attractive and fiddled with her hair as she went to work in the kitchen.
It wasn't the best apartment, by far. There were holes in the walls, despite Wade's attempts to cover them with cloth and decorations. There was clear evidence that dirt and grime caked the floors, sinks, and almost every surface. Plus, she could practically hear every step and noise of the surrounding neighbors; including a very feminine sounding moan.
"Um, Wade, is that what I think it is?" she asked, putting on an apron. Wade sighed and shook his head, pulling a pistol out of his holster.
"I've got it, babe. You keep doing what you need to do."
She watched him exit the apartment and shrugged. He wouldn't kill his neighbors on Christmas Eve would he?
As she worked she heard the door upstairs being kicked open and the sound of a man and woman freaking out. Wade's dog trotted next to her and sat, begging for a treat and completely oblivious to his master's breaking an entering.
"Look, I've already asked you once and this makes strike two." Wade threatened. Gwen could hear her cock his gun and fire it, causing the man and woman to scream in panic. She tried her best to continue to prepare the meal, but the situation upstairs was concerning her.
"Strike three and Santapool is gonna give you two two shots of lead in your skulls, got it?" Wade said after the commotion settled.
"Ok! Ok! Whatever you want!" the woman pleaded.
"You're crazy, man! Crazy!" the man added.
"Not as crazy as you might think." Wade replied, the wood creaking beneath his feet "Merry fucking Christmas."
And with that he slammed the door shut. Gwen resumed cooking her dinner with a newfound sense of purpose and speed. After all, Wade might need her to pass a polygraph later.
She felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her waist and a pair of scarred lips on her neck.
"You won't have to worry about Pencildick and the Black Hole anymore, my sweet." he murmured into her neck. Gwen giggled and put the goose in the oven. He was no Remy, but in his own unique way Wade had his own gentlemanly code that no other woman would get to share with him.
At around six that evening, Remy arrived with Kyle in tow. Currently, Kyle and Wade sat in front of the fire arguing the finer points of Super Smash Brothers while the Cajun helped Gwen put the finishing touches on her dinner in the kitchen.
"Just like old times, no?" he asked. Gwen shrugged, ladling some gravy into a gravy boat.
"I suppose. Although, I don't remember as much arguing." she chuckled.
"And I don't remember you ever dressing so beautifully for me. I'm jealous." he only partially joked. Gwen stuck her tongue out as she exited the kitchen.
"Eat your heart out, LeBeau!" Wade shouted, briefly interrupting his argument with Kyle. Remy shook his head and, keeping his eyes glued to Gwen's behind, brought the remainder of the food out to the table.
"C'mon, you two! Dinner's ready!" Gwen shouted over the arguing boys. They cheered and pushed each other out of the way for a space at the table.
"I call cutting the birdie!" Deadpool yelled, once he claimed his spot at the table.
"Ya bettah take a raincheck on dat one, ground beef, dis bird is mine to cut." Gambit argued.
"No fair! We already Let you have that stupid Louisiana crap at the table! There's no way you're cutting the bird too!" Deadpool retorted. Gwen removed her apron and tossed it back into the kitchen.
"Relax, boys! Wade is going to cut the goose cuz it is his house, Remy!" Gwen stepped in as the mediator. The dog, Mr. Shugums, barked excitedly at the men's loud voices. Rogue was right, it certainly was a hectic evening.
There was an unexpected knock at the door. Judging by the lack of "Come out with your hands up" or any threats from those two people Wade almost shot, Gwen assumed it would be safe to answer.
"I'll get it!" she called over the still arguing men, "Don't cut anything without me!"
She cheerily walked to the door with Mr. Shugums at her sides, feeling surprisingly normal. She remembered Christmases at her house being just as hectic as a kid. Turns out, she was now playing the role of her mother and it was amazingly satisfying.
"Hey, Gwen." Cable greeted her as she opened the door "Some outfit you got there."
Gwen blinked up at her former mentor. She had invited him for Christmas, but hardly expected him to show up.
"Um, yeah...Wade picked it out." she explained. Wow, this was more awkward than how she used to talk to Cable.
"Is your invitation still valid?" he asked, holding up a medium sized box wrapped in blue paper "I did bring a gift."
Gwen smiled and stepped aside.
"Of course it's still valid. You can set your gift under the tree and I'll have Wade pull up another table." she told him. The technopath gave her a relieved smile as he entered the apartment.
"Heyyyyy, Summers!"
"Is that a Santa hat, Wade?"
"Fuck yeah! C'mon over here, sit on Santypool's lap, and tell him what you want for Christmas!"
"Ugh, Gwen, could you come here and control your boyfriend?"
Gwen laughed, feeling a remarkable sense of joy rush through her body. If four dudes, a dog, and one lady all crowded around a table constituted for a normal Christmas dinner then sign her up for the next thousand Christmases.
Gwen looked on. She realized that most of the people at this table, including Mr. Shugums, would be dead by that time. Everyone except for Wade, that is.
"Hurry up, Gwen! The turkey is getting cold!"
"It's a goose, jackass!"
"Can it, pipsqueak!"
"Boys! Cool it!" she yelled.
The boys didn't leave until around 10:30 that evening. Remy had gotten Gwen a Frank Sinatra cd that she had her eye on. Kyle got her a deluxe set of Prismacolor markers and colored pencils. Cable's gift was the most thoughtful of all, though. He had gone back in time and retrieved some home movies from Gwen's house. In return, she gave him a tear-filled hug and a thousand thank yous.
Upon viewing some of the tapes, a drunken Kyle had made the decision to go see his sisters. Cable and Remy had decided to accompany the boy as to keep him out of trouble.
Now, it was just Gwen and Wade. All alone in Wade's now Christmas themed apartment.
"Wade, c'mere! We gotta exchange gifts!" she barked at him from her place in front of the roaring fire.
"Hold on!" he called from another room "Be there in a minute!"
Gwen frowned and fiddled with her small flat rectangle that she would be presenting to him. He had been rushing around the space like a maniac ever since the guests left. It was suspicious, especially since he freaked out whenever she even stepped one toe out of the living room.
"Hi!" he shouted, sliding on the floor next to her "I'm here and ta-da!" he held out a tiny brown box "Your gift, my lady!"
Gwen giggled and took the box, shaking it to try and guess what was inside. It wasn't anything breakable and was definitely metal. She slowly opened the box and tossed aside the lid.
There, resting atop some crumpled up newspapers, was a small brass key on a long chain. She lifted it up and inspected it.
"What is this? The key to your heart or something?" she joked. Wade, for once, was completely serious as he took her hand in his.
"Gwen, I've been thinking about this for a while, and..." he paused. A loss for words? Very unlike the Merc with a Mouth.
"You make me feel all bubbly inside when I'm with you. And I think about you, like, all the time even when I'm not jacking off." he explained.
"Way too much info there, sweetie." Gwen interjected.
"And with all this shit going on." he continued, not skipping a beat "I just don't think I could handle it if you were kidnapped. I mean, if you think I'm messed up now, I don't think you've ever seen me after a breakup or something."
Gwen's heart raced. Was he asking her what she thought he was asking her?
"So, I guess what I was asking is if...well...if you'd move in with me?"
Yup. He was. Boy, this was a lot to take in. They've only been going out for a couple of months, wasn't that a bit fast? And it would be a major downgrade from her place at the X-Mansion. There would be bills to pay, repairs to be made, and even a dog to take care of. Plus, they would be together all the time and she would have to actually start paying bills again.
All these reasons why she shouldn't do it were pushed aside once she saw the hopeful look on his face that made her own light up with happiness.
"Of course, Wade! Yeah! It'll be great!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around the mercenary. He returned her embrace with equal gusto.
"Phase one: complete!"
"Now for phase-"
"I got you something, too, Wade!" Gwen interrupted his train of thought, "Let me get it!"
Gwen crawled over to the Christmas tree and retrieved her gift.
"Alright, it's not as awesome as a freaking apartment key, but here. I worked hard on it and hope you like it!" she exclaimed holding out the gift. Wade took the gift, a bit suspicious of it's contents. It wasn't a race car or even a toy race car.
He ripped open the packaging, careful not to damage the contents, and let the paper slide out into his gloved hands.
"It's a collage." Gwen explained, as she watched his hands travel over all the pictures individually "I thought, well, since you didn't have any memories of your past that well...maybe...we could make some new ones...together."
"Not better than a race car though."
"But it is a perfect segway into phase two!"
Wade smiled. Despite what his voices said, he really appreciated this gift. It was probably the most heartfelt gift he had ever received. Plus, it included pictures of Gwen in a skimpy bikini while the real Gwen presented it to him as a skimpy Mrs. Claus.
He set his collage down and reached over to cup Gwen's pale cheek in his hand. He brought their lips together in a warm and electrifying kiss that made Gwen feel dizzy once they parted.
"I actually have a part two to your present." he whispered "But you gotta close your eyes."
Gwen nodded and obliged his request. She felt him leave and rush around the room. As he worked, she wondered if he got matching race cars for them since he seemed to be so stuck on them.
She heard candles being lit and something being scattered on the ground.
"Dammit, work!" he cursed, smacking the side of something that sounded wooden. Just when she was about to ask if he needed help, the sound of a needle dropping on some vinyl alerted her that all was well.
"Don't open your eyes!" Wade called, his voice growing farther and farther away. Patsy Cline began to fill the room with the smooth sound of her voice. This song? Why'd he choose Crazy? It wasn't even remotely festive.
"Ok, open! And follow the trail of dead flowers to your present!" Wade called to her. Gwen obliged, blinking her eyes to adjust them to the new dim lighting.
Outside, a winter snowstorm had already begun, but you couldn't tell from the newly transformed apartment. The lights were off and the only way she could see was with the dozens and dozens of candles, night lights, and Christmas lights that covered each room. On the floor, starting from where she sat, was a trail of rose petals.
She followed them out of the living room and down the hall. As she moved closer, she could hear Wade singing the song. He knew the lyrics too? How often had he listened to the song anyways?
She stopped at the bedroom door, placing a hand over her mouth at what she saw.
There, standing in the middle of the bedroom, clad only in black boxers, was the man she had seen emerge from the experimental tub. The same man who saved her from Sabertooth. The same man who saved her from becoming a closeted mute until the end of time. The same man who she loved more than anything else in the world.
"Well, this is it...everything you wanted, right?" he said, holding his scarred and muscular arms out.
"Actually, I couldn't imagine a better looking body." she replied, taking a step forward. He rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, aren't you the one who's always lecturing Kyle about not brown nosing." Wade joked "Besides, you already have a key to my apartment, so there really is no need for it."
Gwen smirked and sauntered forward, just like she had seen those ladies do in the movies. She even twirled her hair in one finger and licked her lips.
"Yeah, but who's to say I don't want more?"
"Good thing we signed that prenup."
"We're not even married. That was all in our head."
Gwen draped her arms around Wade's neck, scanning his body up and down. She wanted to savor this moment and the moments that were to follow afterwards. From what she read in Cosmo and on the Internet, things were just about to get good.
"Maybe I want more too, you selfish brat." he hissed in her ear, trailing kisses from her jawline to her neck and back.
"Then why don't you take it?" she replied. Oh God, those six words just sent him over the edge.
Instead of responding with some smart comment, Wade crashed his lips on her's, pulling her clothes off of her body with urgency. She wrapped her arms around him, cradling his head in her hands. His hands traveled up her leg, hitching it around his hip, making her groan when she felt something long and hard poke her lower half.
The more they kissed, the more passionate it became. The more their hands wandered, the more difficult it was to stay standing.
Wade spun his dark haired beauty around and pressed her on the bed, biting and sucking on her neck as his hands teased her breasts roughly. He couldn't help, but look up at the ceiling that held up his neighbor's constant lovemaking. All these years he had suffered in somewhat silent jealousy and frustration. It was time to extract some revenge.
The mercenary bit down hard on Gwen's neck, causing her to cry out in pain. It did hurt, but not in the way that caused discomfort. The way he handled her combined with his obvious need for her sent chills down her spine.
She couldn't help, but look down at his disfigured back. Even underneath all that scar tissue, his muscles were beautifully defined in the candle light. The way they moved and contracted under her touch was hypnotic and only made her want him more.
Her legs wrapped around his waist and she pushed her hips up against his. The only thing separating their bodies by now was the thin fabric of their drawers.
Wade smirked against Gwen's soft skin. She was already sweating and short of breath. Her face and chest were flushed just how he liked. She was beautiful in general, but he had never seen her look more beautiful than when he was pleasing her like this.
"She's so pretty!"
"Indeed! And in a pure sort of way, not like those ladies on the Internet!"
"Or our inflatable girlfriend!"
"We should probably get rid of that."
"Guys, seriously?" he whispered as he buried his face into the soft skin of her neck. His hands firmly latched themselves onto her breasts and he was thankful she didn't seem to hear him argue with his voices.
"Oh, fuck, Wade." she groaned, her hands reaching down to the bulge in his boxers. He wouldn't let her touch it, not yet anyways. He took her hands and pinned them above her head.
"It's your first time, but I don't think I'm gonna go easy on you." he warned, his breathing haggard. Seeing her under him and completely at his mercy like this gave Wade a mini-power trip. Domino never let him have complete control like this. And, even better for the scarred mercenary, Raven actually seemed to enjoy it.
She grinned and inhaled sharply as he took one of her breasts in his mouth.
"Who asked for you to go easy on me?" she panted "It's gonna hurt every time we do it, so go ahead."
She really knew what to say to drive him nuts, even though the second half of her statement did make him feel bad. He liked it rough, but he didn't enjoy bringing discomfort on a woman; especially one he cared so deeply about.
He claimed her mouth again, releasing her hands so he could hold her face close to his; silently apologizing for the pain she would endure.
She dug her newly freed hands into the skin on his back, appearing as if she had no qualms about causing him any pain either. It's not like she could help it, she needed something to grab so she wouldn't loose herself. Besides they would all be healed by tomorrow, anyways.
They continued to travel down until they reached the elastic of his boxers, she tugged them off with ease. He followed suit with her panties, tossing them to an unknown spot in the bedroom.
Even though he was right above her, Gwen wanted to take everything in. She had never seen a man naked before, minus in her anatomy and biology books. Everything fascinated her; the sweat on his brow, every bump and defect of his skin, and even the completely lust filled look in his eye. He seemed to take on the air of an animal rather than a man.
His lips left her's and immediately latched themselves onto her clit. He lapped up all of her already pooling juices hungrily and pumped two of his fingers in and out of her, roughly.
"Jesus Christ! Fuck! Ah, Wade!" she yelled, her breathing shaky as she squirmed beneath him. She was beginning to wonder if his nickname was actually ambiguous.
Wade smirked against her, biting down roughly and grabbing her hip hard enough to leave bruises and hold her in place. He wanted to get her off first, just to have that sweet moment of satisfaction of having all of his neighbors know that he was actually able to have sex with a girl.
"And they better get used to it too!"
Her fingers dug into his skull, pushing his head further into her, succeeding in turning him on even more, if possible.
"Don't stop, Wade!" she begged "Please!"
Oh, how he loved the hear her beg. The way she pleaded with him to keep going, no matter how hard he bit or how tight his hand grabbed her skin, she always begged for more. And what was even better was that his name was the only one that passed her lips in such a way. He was the only one she wanted; the only one she needed.
He added a third finger, his tongue dancing in circles on her clit. Gwen had to bite on her lower lip to keep from screaming out in pleasure.
It was times like these where it was really hard for Gwen not to scream out how much she loved this man. The moment where every muscle in her body tensed and her entire being shook as she reached her climax was the moment where she just wanted to scream out she loved him.
"Oh shit, Wade!"
It wasn't "I love you" , but it was the next best thing, right? No? Oh, well...
Without loosing momentum, Wade immediately kissed her swiftly on the lips before positioning himself at her entrance. For a brief moment, he paused to take everything in. She was beautiful; irresistible at this point. From this angle, he could see the sweat glistening off her pale skin and the urgency in her eyes.
Was he using protection? No. Was she on any kind of birth control? He had no idea. Was it even possible for them to have children? He had heard of stranger things happening.
None of that mattered to Wade, as he pushed himself into her tight opening and past the barrier that marked her as pure. He was now physically united with someone who actually could understand him on a level nobody else could.
Gwen hissed in pain. It was just a pinch, but it was still so unexpected a mist all this pleasure. He didn't wait for her to get used to his size or even establish a steady pace of her own. He took complete control, entangling his fingers in her long dark hair and pulling her face into his neck. Her labored breathing was hot against his skin and was filled with pleas not to stop.
"Oh fuck." Wade groaned as he continued to move in and out of her furiously. He wrapped his arms under her form and pulled her close to him. She was the tightest he had ever been with. Not only that, but the moment he felt himself enter her, he felt a strange sense of being whole; like it didn't matter he was a freak of nature. He may not have had a place in this world, but he had a place with her.
He lifted himself up, supporting himself with his arms so he could get a better view of her as he pounded into her. With each thrust, his bed slammed against the already deteriorating wall. Her breast bounced irresitably and he couldn't bring himself to part with staring at those bouncing pale moons for long.
Her hands never left his body for a moment. His eyes never left her. The way she moaned, screamed, and begged for him was unlike anything he had ever heard. It sounded like she only needed him, as if he was truly bringing her happiness and pleasure; despite how rough he was being. He couldn't believe it. He needed to see it in her eyes
"Look at me." he commanded, leaning his head down to stoke a nipple greedily, pulling out of her. He didn't want to, but he needed to gain leverage.
"What?" Gwen breathed, her head spinning and her knees shaking from his relentless pounding. He shook his head and leaned down to bite her neck hard enough to draw some blood.
"Look at me!" he ordered, licking her blood off his lips. Gwen sat up, slightly, cradling the base of his head in one hand, while using the other to support her weight. Wade pressed his sweaty forehead against her's.
Her eyes, so dark and black, pulled him into the black abyss that was her. To others, they may have appeared to be dull and lifeless simply because they weren't a bright color. But to Wade, they were full of fire and life. And at this moment, they burned for him and him alone; which was all he needed.
He pushed himself back into her and she hissed in pain again, since her barrier had already started to heal in that brief moment. It was strange, what he just did. His eyes were full of such a desperate need for her, but they were also searching for something. What was he looking for?
His thrusts became more desperate and began to loose their rhythm, not that Gwen minded. She couldn't get over the strange look in his eyes. They were so intense and focused, that they didn't even seem to resemble the yellow cancerous eyes of the mentally unstable man she had initially started making love to. In fact, if her foggy memory served her correctly, they almost started to look like the Wade Wilson from the DVDs.
"Say my name." he commanded. She hissed in pain as his fingers dug into her hips, moving them back and forth to match his thrusts. How could he expect her to say anything when he was thrusting into her so roughly? The only thing she could manage at this point were the moans and groans that flowed out of her lips like a waterfall.
"I said." he hissed, pausing for a moment to adjust himself.
"Say. My. Name." he ordered, thrusting with each word he said. Gwen cried out and bit Wade's neck, clinging to him desperately trying to match his passion.
"Wade!" she breathed into his ear.
"Louder!" he pulled her head back so her forehead was against his, forcing her to maintain eye contact.
"Wade!" she shouted, tossing her hair back. It wasn't loud enough. The good ol' folks down at the X-Mansion still didn't know he was getting laid. He picked her up and moved her to the edge of the bed and stood up, thrusting desperately into her.
"Louder!" he screamed at her. Everyone had to know who she was with. Nobody could take her from him. The only way she would leave him would be if she chose to herself.
"Oh Jesus, Wade!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, her hands running through her hair and over her body, desperate for something to grab. He could feel her muscles tense around him and her body shook, once again as she came gloriously.
Wade fell over her and continued to thrust into her a few more times before coming right after her.
He hung his head over her's, some sweat dripping from his sweaty brow onto her own. The record had long since stopped playing and the apartment was filled with silence; minus the couple's heavy breathing and the howling wind outside.
"Fuck, babe..."Wade groaned, picking Gwen up and maneuvering her to lay on his small twin sized bed comfortably in his arms.
"Yeah...I know..." she sighed "Sorry, I didn't know what to do."
He loosened his grip on her for a moment so she could turn and curl up against his chest. Already, he could see the marks he left on her fade. It was strange, he had never seen her healing factor in action before.
"It's alright, babe. Don't worry...that was just...wow." he replied, stroking the pale skin of her arm "We'll have plenty of time to play student/teacher later. For now, I'm just glad u didn't cough up any blood in my mouth."
Gwen coughed, as if on cue, into her fist. He could see the blood leave her mouth and stain her pale skin. At least he didn't bleed randomly, like she did.
"Plus, she's a girl so she at least bleeds once a month!"
"T.M.I...man...T.M.I."
"Sorry." she murmured, her eyes already starting to close. He pinched her ass roughly, making her jolt and slap him across the face.
"What the hell, Wade?!" she shouted. He giggled. She was so adorable when she got mad.
"Who said I was done with you, babe?"
Gwen blinked tiredly. Seriously? She had read that the average amount of times for a man to satisfy his need for sex after a particularly vigorous session was approximately one.
He kissed her face and neck, passionately. She was exhausted, but that feeling she felt when he was inside her was almost too good to resist.
"C'mon, babe." he enticed her "I promise this time will be better."
Somehow she found that hard to believe, but she complied to him by kissing him firmly on his lips.
He rolled her back over onto her back. If this second time felt as good as the first, Gwen had no issues repeating it over and over again until neither of them could move.
About an hour and a half later, Gwen laid panting in Wade's scared arms. She could feel her hair sticking to the wetness of her skin, which still showed signs of Wade's being there. Her heart was pounding so fast and hard that she felt as if it was in her throat.
The sheets were ripped and torn beyond repair. The off white fabric was even stained with blood, some from each partner.
"That...was...awesome..."she panted, her ear glued to Wade's sweaty chest. His heart was beating a million miles a minute.
"Damn right it was!"
"Good show, man!"
Wade smirked happily, wrapping his arms around his new roommate, enjoying the compliments from his woman and the voices in his head.
"You...sure learn fast." he joked, tweaking her nose "Nerd."
Gwen giggled and yawned, feeling completely relaxed and elated. Sleep had already come to claim her. It's not like Wade didn't expect it. In fact, after two sessions of sex as intense as the ones they just experienced, he would've been surprised if she wasn't completely exhausted.
He watched her sleep, stroking her smooth skin lovingly.
"She's gonna stay, right? She won't leave us like everyone else, right?"
"Of course not...you saw the look in her eyes. She'll stay."
"I sure as hell hope so, you guys." Wade murmured, as to not wake the woman who slumbered in his arms. It was unsettling to not know if she would stick with him, but he knew as long as she continued to exist he would protect and defend her.
"You'll be safe with me babe. As long as you're living and breathing, I'll make sure of that." he whispered into her ear. Gwen smiled and held him tighter. She probably didn't hear him, though. His presence was enough to make her smile, even in her unconscious.
And, for the first time since she had seen her sister shoot an innocent man on national television, Gwen slept soundly throughout the night.
Song(s) Used:
Run, Run, Rudolph by Chuck Berry
Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree by Brenda Lee
Crazy by Patsy Clein
Misery Loves It's Company by RJA
Love and War by Tamar Braxton
