Kink Meme Prompt Filled - Cable/Deadpool, NC-17
For fourleftxaviers
I couldn't believe this prompt had gone untouched for so long. So I decided to have a go. I've never written Cable before and I know very little of the character, so apologies.
Wade had lots of philosophical, meaningful sex with Nate. It made him feel pretty important that someone as - well, important - as Nate made time is his busy schedule of Messiahing to have real deep (and not just in the penetration sense, although, man! That was some deep pounding!) sex with him. Sometimes Wade even suspected that they were making love because Nate undressed him all slowly and sometimes waited like, a whole ten minutes, before putting his cock somewhere in Wade. And he never once turned out the light.
Which was all fine and good. But sometimes Wade kinda hoped Nate might just jump him and do all kinds of dirty shit to him. There wasn't much that Wade wouldn't do, if Nate was into it.
"Wade?"
"Mmhmm? Whm?"
"Are you... okay?"
"Ymm! Whm? Sm-mmm wrmm?"
"Uh... you are aware that my penis is in your mouth?"
"Mm? Mm-hmm! Mmmm..."
"Oh. Good... You just seemed a little distracted, is all."
Wade realised then that he'd kinda stopped the blow part of the blow job and was merely sitting there with Nate's cock in his mouth. He opened his mouth and sat up.
"Sorry about that, big guy. I was ponderin' stuff."
Nate arched an eyebrow.
"Really?"
Wade's face lit up.
"Oh ya. Ponderin' the big stuff."
Nate smiled kindly.
"Anything you'd like to talk about?"
"Uh. Nah. Let's just keep messing around."
Nate's smile became a little more sly. He grabbed Wade's hips and flipped them over so that he was on top. He slipped down Wade's body until he was looking him directly in the crotch.
"You're sure?" Nate asked before sinking down to close his lips around the head of Wade's cock.
"Yeah, you just keep doin' what your do - ooh! Juh-hee-ZUS! Oh, mutant Jesus from the future!"
It was Nate's fingers teasing his hole that made Wade react so vociferously. It took him a moment to realise that it felt a little different to usual. No callouses. No warmth. Wade looked down and saw that Nate was propping himself up on his very fleshy and very human right hand. Which meant that Nate's TO fingers were inside him. All right!
Nate had never stuck his TO in Wade before. Wade took this to be a very positive turn of events. He pushed down onto Nate's hand and made a happy little sound. Nate, in turn, started to finger fuck Wade harder.
"Ooh, Nate!" Wade twisted about. "C'mon, buddy, go for the big three."
Nate shifted, letting Wade's cock slip from between his lips. He pushed a third finger into Wade. Twisted his wrist. Wade half laughed, half moaned.
"Hey, give me a sec," he said, shifting and scrambling onto his knees, losing contact with Nate for a moment. He stuck his ass in the air and shook it. "Okay, go go go!"
Nate knelt up behind him and his fingers were back, TO strangely warmed by Wade's body heat.
"Mm, hey Nate?"
"Yes, Wade?"
"You absolutely can't read my mind, right?"
"That's right."
"S'probably a good thing. I have some pretty dirty thoughts."
"Wade, I don't need to read your mind to know your dirty thoughts. You know you say them out loud all the time?"
"Well, I - hey, I do not!"
Nate chuckled.
"Yes, you do. I could tell you, if you like?" He leaned forward and put his face close to Wade's ear. "While I'm inside you."
"Whoa! Are you for real? That sounds awesome, but-" he squeezed his muscles tight around Nate's fingers. "Keep going with that TO hand o' yours, huh? Feels good in a creepy kinda way."
Nate smiled to himself. Only Wade.
"You want more, Wade?" he didn't wait for a response, just worked another finger in. Wade's body yielded to him easily. "You don't need to tell me. I know what you want. You want me to tie you down and spank you. You want me to eat out your ass."
Wade was so lost in Nate's words (Oh my God, Cable is talking dirty to me!) that he didn't realise immediately that Nate was now wrist deep in him.
"Nate!" he gasped. "Are you - are you fisting me?!"
"Yes, Wade."
Wade dropped his head with a groan. This was so cool. Nate's other hand sneaked around to take hold of Wade's cock. Totally cool.
"And I never said that stuff. That's... fuh-uhngh... just you being a perv."
"Really? Because you told me you wanted this, too. You want me to come on your face. You want me to ride you raw."
"Holy Moses, Nate. You're so fucking dirty!"
Wade pushed back against Nate's hard, metallic fist and Nate couldn't help but see the irony in Wade accusing him of being depraved. He gave the head of Wade's cock a nasty little twist, knowing that always got him off. Sure enough, Wade made a strange sound and shuddered under Nate. He came in three thick, messy spurts and Nate could have sworn that Wade was trying to pull him in elbow deep with the way his body clung to him.
"Unnggghhh..."
Wade sank down onto the bed, boneless.
"Oh God Nate, I so badly want you to eat out my ass and tie me down and spank me and come on my face," he said into the pillow.
After a moment, he rolled over and propped himself up on his elbows.
Nate grinned at him.
"What?"
I couldn't believe this prompt had gone untouched for so long. So I decided to have a go. I've never written Cable before and I know very little of the character, so apologies.
Wade had lots of philosophical, meaningful sex with Nate. It made him feel pretty important that someone as - well, important - as Nate made time is his busy schedule of Messiahing to have real deep (and not just in the penetration sense, although, man! That was some deep pounding!) sex with him. Sometimes Wade even suspected that they were making love because Nate undressed him all slowly and sometimes waited like, a whole ten minutes, before putting his cock somewhere in Wade. And he never once turned out the light.
Which was all fine and good. But sometimes Wade kinda hoped Nate might just jump him and do all kinds of dirty shit to him. There wasn't much that Wade wouldn't do, if Nate was into it.
"Wade?"
"Mmhmm? Whm?"
"Are you... okay?"
"Ymm! Whm? Sm-mmm wrmm?"
"Uh... you are aware that my penis is in your mouth?"
"Mm? Mm-hmm! Mmmm..."
"Oh. Good... You just seemed a little distracted, is all."
Wade realised then that he'd kinda stopped the blow part of the blow job and was merely sitting there with Nate's cock in his mouth. He opened his mouth and sat up.
"Sorry about that, big guy. I was ponderin' stuff."
Nate arched an eyebrow.
"Really?"
Wade's face lit up.
"Oh ya. Ponderin' the big stuff."
Nate smiled kindly.
"Anything you'd like to talk about?"
"Uh. Nah. Let's just keep messing around."
Nate's smile became a little more sly. He grabbed Wade's hips and flipped them over so that he was on top. He slipped down Wade's body until he was looking him directly in the crotch.
"You're sure?" Nate asked before sinking down to close his lips around the head of Wade's cock.
"Yeah, you just keep doin' what your do - ooh! Juh-hee-ZUS! Oh, mutant Jesus from the future!"
It was Nate's fingers teasing his hole that made Wade react so vociferously. It took him a moment to realise that it felt a little different to usual. No callouses. No warmth. Wade looked down and saw that Nate was propping himself up on his very fleshy and very human right hand. Which meant that Nate's TO fingers were inside him. All right!
Nate had never stuck his TO in Wade before. Wade took this to be a very positive turn of events. He pushed down onto Nate's hand and made a happy little sound. Nate, in turn, started to finger fuck Wade harder.
"Ooh, Nate!" Wade twisted about. "C'mon, buddy, go for the big three."
Nate shifted, letting Wade's cock slip from between his lips. He pushed a third finger into Wade. Twisted his wrist. Wade half laughed, half moaned.
"Hey, give me a sec," he said, shifting and scrambling onto his knees, losing contact with Nate for a moment. He stuck his ass in the air and shook it. "Okay, go go go!"
Nate knelt up behind him and his fingers were back, TO strangely warmed by Wade's body heat.
"Mm, hey Nate?"
"Yes, Wade?"
"You absolutely can't read my mind, right?"
"That's right."
"S'probably a good thing. I have some pretty dirty thoughts."
"Wade, I don't need to read your mind to know your dirty thoughts. You know you say them out loud all the time?"
"Well, I - hey, I do not!"
Nate chuckled.
"Yes, you do. I could tell you, if you like?" He leaned forward and put his face close to Wade's ear. "While I'm inside you."
"Whoa! Are you for real? That sounds awesome, but-" he squeezed his muscles tight around Nate's fingers. "Keep going with that TO hand o' yours, huh? Feels good in a creepy kinda way."
Nate smiled to himself. Only Wade.
"You want more, Wade?" he didn't wait for a response, just worked another finger in. Wade's body yielded to him easily. "You don't need to tell me. I know what you want. You want me to tie you down and spank you. You want me to eat out your ass."
Wade was so lost in Nate's words (Oh my God, Cable is talking dirty to me!) that he didn't realise immediately that Nate was now wrist deep in him.
"Nate!" he gasped. "Are you - are you fisting me?!"
"Yes, Wade."
Wade dropped his head with a groan. This was so cool. Nate's other hand sneaked around to take hold of Wade's cock. Totally cool.
"And I never said that stuff. That's... fuh-uhngh... just you being a perv."
"Really? Because you told me you wanted this, too. You want me to come on your face. You want me to ride you raw."
"Holy Moses, Nate. You're so fucking dirty!"
Wade pushed back against Nate's hard, metallic fist and Nate couldn't help but see the irony in Wade accusing him of being depraved. He gave the head of Wade's cock a nasty little twist, knowing that always got him off. Sure enough, Wade made a strange sound and shuddered under Nate. He came in three thick, messy spurts and Nate could have sworn that Wade was trying to pull him in elbow deep with the way his body clung to him.
"Unnggghhh..."
Wade sank down onto the bed, boneless.
"Oh God Nate, I so badly want you to eat out my ass and tie me down and spank me and come on my face," he said into the pillow.
After a moment, he rolled over and propped himself up on his elbows.
Nate grinned at him.
"What?"