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niceandfluffy2Chapter 17 continued
Victor woke up in the middle of the night with a finger up his ass. That was disconcerting. He swore and shifted violently, shaking off the finger and glaring at Wade who was giving him a completely unrepentant look back. Wade ran his tongue lazily up Victor’s neck, giving a little purr that wouldn’t have sounded out of place with Logan. The displaced hand wandered between Victor’s legs, squeezing his groin and immediately forcing a little throb of lust to begin beating deep within him.
He growled softly, warning Wade that the best way to proceed was cautiously, but Wade wasn’t in the mood to start behaving. A hard, hot erection was pressed into Victor’s side as Wade’s mouth nibbled and bit along Victor’s neck, not taking no for an answer. Ordinarily that would result in Wade flying across the room from a backhand punch to the mouth, but Victor could see the appeal of Wade’s suggestion far too easily.
Victor bared his teeth at his lover as Wade continued to stroke him, then watched him thoughtfully as Wade pushed himself up to straddle Victor’s lap. Wade’s slim, muscular body was decorated with shadows as he leaned forward, emphasising Wilson’s lean strength as the younger man gave a little growl of his own. Victor’s own erection was equally insistent, hard and bobbing against his stomach as Wade ran his nails down the fur of Victor’s chest.
Victor chuckled deep in his throat and put his hands behind his head, allowing Wade his little pretence at dominance. Wade pressed down against him hard, rubbing his cock against Victor’s as he bit more furiously at the feral’s neck. Victor purred deep in his throat as he felt his skin break under the nip of teeth, and then louder as Wade positioned his hips over the blunt tip of Victor’s iron hard penis and impaled himself without a moment’s hesitation. The hot, tight channel gripped him in a way that was damned hard to ignore, and Victor forced his hips upwards to get even deeper. Wade made a completely indecent noise that made Victor throb painfully, the younger man’s back arching as he rode Victor as hard as he could.
It was becoming increasingly hard to keep his hands relaxed behind his head. Wade’s fingers continued to claw at Victor’s chest, leaving deep, red marks blossoming in his skin for a moment before the healing factor returned his chest to its usual creamy hue. Victor hissed as a nail caught one of his nipples, glaring upwards at Wade but not making any move to push him off as the pain added to the increasing ache inside him.
Wade reached for his own erection, stroking himself roughly to the rhythm he was setting, and giving little grunts and moans of pleasure as he did so. Victor could feel every clench and shudder that his partner made, all of which added to his own violent lust. Two seconds later and Victor couldn’t resist the urge any longer; his hands moved to grip Wade’s slim hips, roughly forcing him to increase the power. As the mercenary took him up on his suggestion, Victor’s hands drifted to Wade’s flanks to leave deep, bleeding gashes down his sides. Wade gasped arched his back but didn’t stop, his hand frantic on his dick and his body gripping Victor so tightly that it was impressive he could move at all.
“God, yeah!” Wade groaned helplessly. Victor grinned, and thrust upwards harder, fucking him as hard as he could from his position. A few moments later, it was clear that wasn’t going to be enough. The feral pushed the other man from his perch and snapped his fingers in command, watching in satisfaction as Wade immediately dropped to all fours and presented him with one of the tightest asses known to mankind. Victor couldn’t have resisted his lure even if he wanted to.
It took a mere heartbeat before Victor had plunged back into the tight heat of Wade’s passage, burying as deep and as hard as he possibly could and feeling his young lover shudder in response. His claws hooked deeper into the soft, firm flesh of the mercenary’s hips as Victor fucked him harder and harder, each thrust accompanied by a soft, vibrating growl of both pleasure and frustration. There was no chance of stopping anymore, not now. Victor doubted he would even notice if a bomb was set off in the room at this point in time, the need so strong within him that it destroyed any care of the outside world. The scent of their mating was strong and powerful, speaking to him in a way that mere words couldn’t. No one could deny him what needed to be done.
He felt the sensation build inside him, a bubbling sensation that seemed to build and build deep in his very core with such violent reactions. Victor’s claws tightened even more, blood beginning to slowly ooze downwards from the injuries although Wade didn’t complain; the youngster was making little gasping pleas for satisfaction of his own, his words ruined ever since Victor had tilted his hips slightly. Wade’s hands fisted in the blanket as he was pushed forward, soft little moans of pleasure his only warning that his orgasm was fast approaching.
Wade wasn’t the only one. His own burning agony was increasing, and there was no possibility that this fire wouldn’t consume everything in its path. Victor surrendered to the inevitable, his claws digging in further as his climax burst through him and his cry muffled in his throat. Wade came a few seconds after him, his soft whimper the only comment the youngster was able to make.
“Now that’s more like it,” Wade groaned softly, squirming next to him. Victor gently cuffed him.
“S’posed to be sleeping,” he reminded him softly, although without any real malice. Sex, blood and sweat. Those were the scents he could live with. His eyes met Logan’s dark glare coming from the other bed and felt another burst of satisfaction. Violent sex was one thing, but violent sex plus his brother’s jealousy was simply perfection. Victor smiled back at him, and settled back on the bed comfortably. Wade flopped over the end of the bed like a particular erotic blanket, the claw marks on his rear already healing to leave the red streaks from the dried blood.
“I just woke up and really needed not to be sleeping.” Wade grinned. “Really, really needed not to be sleeping. Funny how that happens, isn’t it? Just resting without a care in the world, and wham! You’re a horny bastard who needs it then and there.”
“You say it like it’s unusual,” Victor replied lazily. Wade snorted softly.
“Well, I rarely have dreams like that. Hell, I almost blushed, but then I remembered I don’t have a conscience so the whole thing with Logan and Remy was perfectly okay.” he grinned, then grabbed Victor’s foot and waggled it gently. “Although you were perfect as always. Rough, tough and with a dick the size of the average mountain.”
“Good for me,” Victor yawned, although the mention of the others made his gaze stray to the other men in the room. Remy was a mere mound of immobile blanket on the bed, although Victor had no doubt he was awake under that little fabric shield. The thief slept lightly automatically.
Wade brought him back to his own situation with a little lick to the top of his cock. Victor eyed him curiously, uncertain what had brought on the little wave of need, but not needing to stop it. As he settled back and his young lover moved into position to treat Victor’s penis like the world’s tastiest ice-cream, he eyed the still, blanketed form thoughtfully. Yes, Gambit was being an idiot if he thought this was the best way to cope with Logan’s anger.
Of course it made a little more sense the next morning when they realised there hadn’t been anyone underneath the blankets at the time, but everything always seemed clearer in the light of day and after an incredibly good blow job.
But then there was the question – where the hell was he?
TBC
Victor woke up in the middle of the night with a finger up his ass. That was disconcerting. He swore and shifted violently, shaking off the finger and glaring at Wade who was giving him a completely unrepentant look back. Wade ran his tongue lazily up Victor’s neck, giving a little purr that wouldn’t have sounded out of place with Logan. The displaced hand wandered between Victor’s legs, squeezing his groin and immediately forcing a little throb of lust to begin beating deep within him.
He growled softly, warning Wade that the best way to proceed was cautiously, but Wade wasn’t in the mood to start behaving. A hard, hot erection was pressed into Victor’s side as Wade’s mouth nibbled and bit along Victor’s neck, not taking no for an answer. Ordinarily that would result in Wade flying across the room from a backhand punch to the mouth, but Victor could see the appeal of Wade’s suggestion far too easily.
Victor bared his teeth at his lover as Wade continued to stroke him, then watched him thoughtfully as Wade pushed himself up to straddle Victor’s lap. Wade’s slim, muscular body was decorated with shadows as he leaned forward, emphasising Wilson’s lean strength as the younger man gave a little growl of his own. Victor’s own erection was equally insistent, hard and bobbing against his stomach as Wade ran his nails down the fur of Victor’s chest.
Victor chuckled deep in his throat and put his hands behind his head, allowing Wade his little pretence at dominance. Wade pressed down against him hard, rubbing his cock against Victor’s as he bit more furiously at the feral’s neck. Victor purred deep in his throat as he felt his skin break under the nip of teeth, and then louder as Wade positioned his hips over the blunt tip of Victor’s iron hard penis and impaled himself without a moment’s hesitation. The hot, tight channel gripped him in a way that was damned hard to ignore, and Victor forced his hips upwards to get even deeper. Wade made a completely indecent noise that made Victor throb painfully, the younger man’s back arching as he rode Victor as hard as he could.
It was becoming increasingly hard to keep his hands relaxed behind his head. Wade’s fingers continued to claw at Victor’s chest, leaving deep, red marks blossoming in his skin for a moment before the healing factor returned his chest to its usual creamy hue. Victor hissed as a nail caught one of his nipples, glaring upwards at Wade but not making any move to push him off as the pain added to the increasing ache inside him.
Wade reached for his own erection, stroking himself roughly to the rhythm he was setting, and giving little grunts and moans of pleasure as he did so. Victor could feel every clench and shudder that his partner made, all of which added to his own violent lust. Two seconds later and Victor couldn’t resist the urge any longer; his hands moved to grip Wade’s slim hips, roughly forcing him to increase the power. As the mercenary took him up on his suggestion, Victor’s hands drifted to Wade’s flanks to leave deep, bleeding gashes down his sides. Wade gasped arched his back but didn’t stop, his hand frantic on his dick and his body gripping Victor so tightly that it was impressive he could move at all.
“God, yeah!” Wade groaned helplessly. Victor grinned, and thrust upwards harder, fucking him as hard as he could from his position. A few moments later, it was clear that wasn’t going to be enough. The feral pushed the other man from his perch and snapped his fingers in command, watching in satisfaction as Wade immediately dropped to all fours and presented him with one of the tightest asses known to mankind. Victor couldn’t have resisted his lure even if he wanted to.
It took a mere heartbeat before Victor had plunged back into the tight heat of Wade’s passage, burying as deep and as hard as he possibly could and feeling his young lover shudder in response. His claws hooked deeper into the soft, firm flesh of the mercenary’s hips as Victor fucked him harder and harder, each thrust accompanied by a soft, vibrating growl of both pleasure and frustration. There was no chance of stopping anymore, not now. Victor doubted he would even notice if a bomb was set off in the room at this point in time, the need so strong within him that it destroyed any care of the outside world. The scent of their mating was strong and powerful, speaking to him in a way that mere words couldn’t. No one could deny him what needed to be done.
He felt the sensation build inside him, a bubbling sensation that seemed to build and build deep in his very core with such violent reactions. Victor’s claws tightened even more, blood beginning to slowly ooze downwards from the injuries although Wade didn’t complain; the youngster was making little gasping pleas for satisfaction of his own, his words ruined ever since Victor had tilted his hips slightly. Wade’s hands fisted in the blanket as he was pushed forward, soft little moans of pleasure his only warning that his orgasm was fast approaching.
Wade wasn’t the only one. His own burning agony was increasing, and there was no possibility that this fire wouldn’t consume everything in its path. Victor surrendered to the inevitable, his claws digging in further as his climax burst through him and his cry muffled in his throat. Wade came a few seconds after him, his soft whimper the only comment the youngster was able to make.
“Now that’s more like it,” Wade groaned softly, squirming next to him. Victor gently cuffed him.
“S’posed to be sleeping,” he reminded him softly, although without any real malice. Sex, blood and sweat. Those were the scents he could live with. His eyes met Logan’s dark glare coming from the other bed and felt another burst of satisfaction. Violent sex was one thing, but violent sex plus his brother’s jealousy was simply perfection. Victor smiled back at him, and settled back on the bed comfortably. Wade flopped over the end of the bed like a particular erotic blanket, the claw marks on his rear already healing to leave the red streaks from the dried blood.
“I just woke up and really needed not to be sleeping.” Wade grinned. “Really, really needed not to be sleeping. Funny how that happens, isn’t it? Just resting without a care in the world, and wham! You’re a horny bastard who needs it then and there.”
“You say it like it’s unusual,” Victor replied lazily. Wade snorted softly.
“Well, I rarely have dreams like that. Hell, I almost blushed, but then I remembered I don’t have a conscience so the whole thing with Logan and Remy was perfectly okay.” he grinned, then grabbed Victor’s foot and waggled it gently. “Although you were perfect as always. Rough, tough and with a dick the size of the average mountain.”
“Good for me,” Victor yawned, although the mention of the others made his gaze stray to the other men in the room. Remy was a mere mound of immobile blanket on the bed, although Victor had no doubt he was awake under that little fabric shield. The thief slept lightly automatically.
Wade brought him back to his own situation with a little lick to the top of his cock. Victor eyed him curiously, uncertain what had brought on the little wave of need, but not needing to stop it. As he settled back and his young lover moved into position to treat Victor’s penis like the world’s tastiest ice-cream, he eyed the still, blanketed form thoughtfully. Yes, Gambit was being an idiot if he thought this was the best way to cope with Logan’s anger.
Of course it made a little more sense the next morning when they realised there hadn’t been anyone underneath the blankets at the time, but everything always seemed clearer in the light of day and after an incredibly good blow job.
But then there was the question – where the hell was he?
TBC
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Date: 2009-08-11 11:29 am (UTC)I adore Victor in this chapter because it's all there: that odd nurturing thing with Tiddles - taking him in a little box... too cute. And the arrogance towards Remy - loved their ambush scene. And the way he's so comfortable with Wade - I swear I could *see* the scene with the chicken. And I also think this is my favourite Victor/Wade scene. For all its violence, the start was almost tender. Mm, love those boys!
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Date: 2009-08-11 12:44 pm (UTC)Couldn't leave Tiddles behind! He's the only one out of them who behaves when he's supposed to, bless his little tail. Worryingly enough, I can see Victor and Wade getting a little ... um.. domesticated. With bruises. And blood. And teeth. And chocolate chip cookies :D. Slightly worrying.. O.o
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Date: 2009-08-11 02:14 pm (UTC)Oh, God, I just re-read part B and I'd forgotten that Wade told Victor he was "perfect as always". I really shouldn't find something so sharp, pointy and bloody cute... but I do!
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Date: 2009-08-11 02:06 pm (UTC)The new Tiddles icon is cute. I honestly think I can do anything to trade places with Mr. Tiddles. I mean, everyone in team Grrrrr likes him!!
Oh, except Logan. Logan seems to dislike every pet of Victor’s . May I assume Jimmy is jealous?
And cupcake week seems super great.
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Date: 2009-08-11 05:09 pm (UTC)You have such a way with words. Like the motel “had already been abandoned by any self respecting spider”, and files reading being Gambit’s Get Out Of Jail Free” card. I can’t stop laughing.
And this: “Everyone’s slept with everyone else, just not exactly at the same time.” Precisely. Though it sounds a little insane, Wade does have a point here.
A sulky Gambit must be pretty yummy. If I were Logan, I would take Wade’s “kiss and makeup” advice happily.
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Date: 2009-08-12 07:10 am (UTC)Thanks very much for all! I have a suspicion that Wade might start influencing everyone's leisure time, being the manipulating soul he is, but we'll have to see whether his little orgy suggestion is used :D
I think I'd be quite happy to tackle a sulky Gambit as well *evil grin*
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-11 03:45 pm (UTC)I can spell.no subject
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Date: 2009-08-12 07:13 am (UTC)The catnip was definitely fun to write - perhaps I should investigate further catnip experiments later on.. I'm sure Wade would be quite interested with the idea!
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Date: 2009-08-13 03:22 pm (UTC)Wade and a bunch of us judging by these comments. Victor seriously tripping on catnip would be fun for the whole family.
Is it wrong that I want to see Wade in custard now?Wait...I know how to fix this. I'm going to go reread that Wade-and-Domino-wrestle-in-lime-jello kinkmeme fic.no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 07:25 pm (UTC)I was thinking of the Brainiac thingie with the custard - if you get a lot of it, it has the consistancy that you can actually walk on it (as long as you don't stop). I could just see Wade bouncing across a sea of custard!
Interesting
Date: 2009-08-11 10:59 pm (UTC)Re: Interesting
Date: 2009-08-12 03:26 am (UTC)Lots of suspense with the fight scene, thought someone was going to get hurt badly. cant wait for more. :)
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Date: 2009-08-12 07:18 am (UTC)I was tempted to allow the finger to get somewhere, but I suspect any unauthorised delvings might have sparked off an automatic disembowling, which is always awkward and ruins clothing. Mind you, there's lots of possibility in future..
Can't really say too much on the fights, but I'm glad it all worked ok! There's definitely some more violent fights coming up, but then with these boys I guess that's something that always happens... O.o
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Date: 2009-08-12 07:15 am (UTC)or Victor could have a nightmare... ;) "Arrgghh! So much snuggling! And *pink* bows!"
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Date: 2009-08-12 06:52 am (UTC)The debate in the motel was beautifully woven. You are a gifted wordsmith.
Remy is getting into so much trouble with Logan, i fear the feral may give up on him. *sniff*
Again fantastic chapter, loved every second.
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Date: 2009-08-12 07:21 am (UTC)There's going to be a few more action scenes in the future, so if you enjoyed this one you should be quite happy with the next few chapters :D. Not that I'm sneaky and underhanded at all.. *cough*
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Date: 2009-08-12 06:58 am (UTC)And you make me actually like Wade/Victor, but it always makes me think of a picture when Ryan Reynolds and Liev Schreiber were at the premiere of Origins and Liev grabs Mr. Reynolds chest in a awkward man-hug.
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Date: 2009-08-12 07:26 am (UTC)Oooh, I saw those photographs. Liev looked relatively calm but Ryan definitely had a "erk!" expression on his face in those photographs. Thankfully there's a few where Reynolds doesn't look quite like a startled rabbit *phew*
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Date: 2009-08-12 02:02 pm (UTC)The pic is here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/yanachka-wereweolf/3802865673/in/set-72157621910971316/
Perhaps this is the way Remy looked at Logan? Seemingly innocent.
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Date: 2009-08-12 06:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-12 07:52 pm (UTC)What is Remy up to? Pissing off the Wolverine is always likely to end in claws and blood. But Vic and Wade are a - & I can't believe I'm typing this - real cute couple. Rowrrrr
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Date: 2009-08-13 07:29 pm (UTC)Poor old Remy might find himself in a situation he really wasn't expecting :D - but yes, I agree! Do not annoy the Wolverine unless you have a healing ability or you really don't like your liver any more
It's such a weird thing to hear Victor being described as cute, but I know just what you mean ;)
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Date: 2009-08-13 12:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 12:36 am (UTC)With the baddies looking for a missile - a projectile energy thrower - almost sounds like they are looking for a mutant with Gambit's abilities. If that's the case, it doesn't bode well for the Cajun, eh?
Looking forward to the upcoming action at the base!
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Date: 2009-08-13 07:31 pm (UTC)I suspect you might be right that Remy is interesting to the baddies, although possibly not as you might imagine... :)
Thanks very much for reading!
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Date: 2009-08-14 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 12:49 am (UTC)And the finger-snapping thing? SO MUCH WIN.
As always, a wonderful, wonderful chapter that has left me hankering for more. :)
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Date: 2009-08-13 07:33 pm (UTC)Thanks very much, and glad you enjoyed it :D
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Date: 2009-08-13 06:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-13 07:42 pm (UTC)Mind you, at least the spiders should be happy ;)
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Date: 2009-08-18 07:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-15 02:45 pm (UTC)I love Mr. Tiddles in his box, I love the catnip and I find Gambit's disappearance highly intriguing.
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Date: 2009-08-18 07:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-18 11:54 am (UTC)no subject
Normally I read slash stories wearing a couple of headphones and a dictionary by the hand for not missing a single word. But this time I took off the headphones and put the dictionary aside. Because I wanted to hear the whispering in the desert and feel the tension increasing. It wasn´t just some sexy fun reading any mory. This was going for real, as much as any kind of book on my shelf (and I own more than just one). So gorgeous.
And, of course, it´s soooo Terry Pratchett again, especially the description of the motel! And: "It took him far too log to find his boots afterwards." :DDD
AND I love your new icon. Only the rat may look at the king...
Uhm... did anybody say orgy?
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Date: 2009-08-18 07:22 am (UTC)I'm completely addicted to noises in the dark - they're so fantastic for getting the imagination going, and of course the imagination tends to have much grander expectations of what's out there than reality! And I suspect that Mr Pratchett might be following me around.. well, not literally as that would be slightly weird, and I'm sure he has better things to do with his time. Possibly eat ice-cream...
Ah, the orgy! Well, you know what the boys are like for interesting positions... mind you, by the way Wade's going he'll probably accidentally teleport on top of someone in the middle of passion anyway. "Whoops! Got the milkman involved too"