Thread: X-Men Evolved

Fat chance, Bobby murmured as he rolled his eyes, again. Then, he winked to Peter before taking the young man's hand and leading him into the tub. He stepped in one patient foot at a time before waiting for Peter to join him. --- Maybe all that dancing tired me out, Logan snorted. His hand came up to catch the one that was drawing on him, intertwining their fingers and letting his thumb rub against smooth flesh. The brunette huffed a laugh, following Bobby's lead and stepping carefully into the still hot water. Wade was going to be a serious pain in the ass after this. But so far, it was worth it. Just standing in the calf-deep water, Peter leaned in and pressed his lips to to the blonde's. --- Cassie hummed softly, eyes closing. Then you really are getting old, she teased. Did you know you're sappier when you're tired? It's adorable... in a dumb, gross way. Bobby hummed into the touch. He pulled away for just a second before kissing Peter, again. The blonde placed his hands on the younger's elbows and he slowly started to crouch down into the pool of water, lips still connected to the spider's, gently dragging the twenty year old down with him. --- Logan snorted, I'll never compliment you ever, again. Peter matched Bobby's pace, slowly lowering himself to sit crosslegged in the still-hot water with a gracefulness only Spiderman possessed. Soon his knees were bumping against the other's and suddenly Peter felt that he wanted to be in the blonde's arms. The feeling wasn't strong enough to make him give up those beautiful lips, though. --- She laughed brightly, turning her face against Logan's chest. If you're not careful, the kids will all think you're going soft. Bobby pulled away, smiling. He reached over to where his 2 in 1 sat on the ledge. He poured a small amount in his palm, shuffling his hands to lather. --- Think they already think that, Logan admitted. Peter smiled back, the look in his eyes a little distant. His hands smoothed over Bobby's thighs under the water in long, thoughtless strokes as he silently watched the blonde. They were no longer being bothered by Wade, for the moment at least. --- Sorry, Cassandra giggled, not sounding sorry at all. Probably my fault. Soapy hands were in Peter's hair. Bobby's fingers danced about, rubbing the scalps and roots in circles. He hummed, Tell me how you like it if you don't like the way I do it. --- Definitely your fault, Logan nodded. Peter didn't reply, merely sighing as he bowed his head to Bobby, chin to his chest. After a few long seconds of silence he breathed, Perfect. The excess shampoo dripped directly from his forehead without a chance of running into his eyes. The warm tingling in his scalp spread all the way down past his shoulders and he released a second sigh of pure relaxation. --- Jerk! Cassie laughed quietly, squeezing his hand. Guess I shouldn't show you affection ever again, she joked, copying what Logan had said earlier. Bobby chuckled at the other warmly. He slowed his touch, moving to the base of Peter's skull as he inquired, How does Wade rinse you off? Dunk? Spray? --- Logan squeezed her hand back, smiling. He was silent. Simply looking straight into hers eyes. It actually took the spider a few seconds to even process the question, mind moving even slower than Bobby's fingers. Spray, he finally answered. --- Cassie tipped her head slightly, watching Logan watch her. Eventually she couldn't stand the silence, searching his eyes as a smile was growing. What? she breathed a laugh. Bobby bobbed his head on acknowledgement, and stood after rinsing his hands in the bathwater. He reached up for the shower head and turned the knob so the warm spray hit Peter just right. He crouched down, and ran his hands through the younger's hair to help get rid of the suds. --- Logan shook his head with a smile, Just thinking that I can't imagine a future without you. He squeezed her hand, I want you to always look this happy when you're with me. Peter hummed pleasantly at the feeling this was wonderful. Not that it didn't feel just as good when Wade cleaned him up, but like everything else it was somehow different with Bobby. Once the shampoo was completely gone from his hair, the brunette lifted his head and let the water run over his face and chest. He blinked away drops that collected on his lashes, waiting for Bobby's guidance on what to do next. --- Cassandra's first reaction was to tease the man for being a giant, gross, ball of sap and bad romcom lines. But the way her heart melted at Logan's sincerity made it easy to ignore that reflex. You make it hard for me to be anything else, she replied softly. She, however, could imagine the man without her in the future, and it hurt. And since there was currently no way that she knew of to stop that future - where a man who doesn't age will ultimately outlive his love - she didn't mention it. No reason to ruin this moment. Wanna do my hair? Bobby suggested as he held the container in his hand. --- Logan looked away as an overbearing grin stretched across his lips. His fingers carressing the skin of Cassie's hand, as though in a nervous fidget. Parker nodded silently, taking the bottle. He cupped a hand in the warm downpour above him, then ran it through Bobby's hair to dampen it. A dollop of the oozing soap in his palm, he brought both hands to the other's head and quickly worked up a lather in the blonde hair. Once it was nice a sudsy, Peter took his time massaging Bobby's scalp with slow, firm touches, just like the man did for him. --- Adjusting her position to sit up slightly, Cassie cupped Logan's cheek in her free hand and leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead, then his nose, and finally his lips. I will always love you, she murmured her promise. Bobby's eyes closed. A tingle going down his spine and settling at the base of it. His jaw fell open and he sighed, No one's ever done this for me before. --- Logan's fingers twisted the ring on Cassie's. He kissed her back, sitting up and taking the young woman with him before he scooped her up to sit on his lap, straddle him, and he slowly dipped his forming erection into her. He nipped her lips before pulling back, You fuck me up more than anyone else can, you know that, Lassie? Really? Peter sounded a bit surprised. He wouldn't mention Wade right now, but he'd just figured that the merc had always cleaned Bobby up the way he did the spider. His thumbs rubbed slowly along the hairline at Bobby's forehead, back and forth, while the rest of Peter's fingers worked at his crown and dipped behind his ears. You've been missing out. --- Still sensitive, Cassandra shuddered at being opened but accepted the new position greedily. Proud of it, too, she purred with a smirk, hands sliding over Logan's chest. Damn right, Bobby sighed, again. My head is tingling. You're really good with your fingers, Peter. --- Maybe a little too proud, Logan bucked his hips upwards as he became more solid in moist heat. So I've been told, Peter managed to joke, hands moving to knead at the back of Bobby's head and base of his skull. It's even better outside the shower. I could show you. Later. If you want, the spider offered, almost shyly. --- Cassie gasped at his motion, fingertips digging into the tops of his shoulders. Her toes curled up tightly as she pushed downwards to seat herself deep in Logan's lap. Something wrong with that? the woman challenged, breathless. She ground her pelvic bone up against his, eyes fluttering closed at the rub to her clitoris. I guess I wouldn't mind being taken down a peg. Mind a little numb, the blonde replied, Like a massage? --- Logan smirked up, hands on her hips before gripping at her ass, Tell me a fantasy. Yeah, like a massage, Peter confirmed, a small smile being heard in his soft voice. It's nicer because you can relax more you don't have to hold your head up. He gently pulled Bobby forwards, just enough to duck his head under the running water, and continued to wash the blonde's hair, rinsing out all the shampoo. --- Surprisingly, Cassie turned a nice shade of pink at Logan's request. Besides you tying me down and giving up your self control? I think I should keep those to myself for now, she giggled, maybe a little nervously. Bobby rested his hands on Peter's knees to steady himself as the water ran. He shivered at the contrast of temperature and goosebumps formed on his skin. When he pulled back, water dripped from his strong features - chin, jawline, cheekbones - and his flushed skin worked against his fair hair and eyes. --- C'mon, Logan urged. He rolles his hips and squeezed her round cheeks as he kissed at her collarbone. I wanna bring that pretty color back. He was stunning, Peter decided, and the spider told him so as he reached out and ran a hand through Bobby's hair one last time, to get it out of his face and push some of the water out. Just... stunning, he repeated in a whisper. --- You mean like this? With a little concentration, Cassie began to glow again, the faint white light emanating from her breastbone. She sighed and pulsed around Logan as the sensations it brought came rushing back. Bobby blushed at the compliment. He gripped Peter's wrists and kissed him, eyes closing at the sensation as it was becoming a comfortable familiar one. He didn't quite pull back as he murmured against bruised lips, I think you are, too. --- Logan groaned. Not just at Cassandra contracting around him, but the sight that came with it. He lifted her off of him, sitting on her knees. He kissed her navel, Stand up, Baby. Peter just responded with with another kiss, since Bobby had stayed close enough for him to take advantage. Maybe he should put some thought into being an X-man. But the water raining down on them both was starting to run a little colder and he wanted to get out before they both turned pruney. Lips still locked, the younger slowly started to stand, trust that with the blonde's hands around his wrists, he'd get the message. --- Cassie looked a bit confused and a bit more disappointed at the loss of contact, but she complied. She got to her feet, straightening up and running hands through her hair too settle it. Bobby followed by instinct. He didn't want to let go of those lips and when they accidentally slipped apart as he tried to hurriedly follow, he immediately replaced with a bit of force. Nipping the bottom lip and tugging lightly. Bobby had lost count as to how many times he came that night, even so much that he pissed himself, again. But, his body was so reactive to not just Wade but even Parker. It was embarrassing and even that thought was getting his stomach flipping and dick twitching. --- Without warning, Logan threw one of Cassie's thighs over his shoulder as he remained sitted. His hands on her ass now, he restes her bodyweight in his palms as he brought he forward and he started to harshly suckle her bud. Things were getting heated and Peter tried to urge Bobby out of the tub, but he wasn't too interested in breaking their current connection. Shower sex with a living ice cube was probably a bad idea. With one hand glued to the wall the spider used his foot to turn the water off the bathtub could be drained later. He put his foot down on the bath mat and carefully coaxed the blonde to join him. Soon they stood in the middle of the bathroom, dripping wet, - Peter shivering occasionally - and making out. --- Hey, what the- ohmygod! Cassie exclaimed, both hands flying to Logan's hair not only for balance but also to ground herself against the assault. Nonono, fuck, she panted, already overwhelmed and trying to pull away. Ohmygod, Logan, stop. Bobby pulled away, gasping for air. He ran a hand through his soaked locks and looked around. Finding a towel, he heaved a sigh and said -as he started to dry himself briskly - We have to get out of here. Then, he turned to Peter, and started to wipe down the brunette's shoulders. --- With a smirk on his lips, Logan shook his head no to her demand knowing full away it would create friction against her clitoris. Okay, Peter agreed, but he blinked at the blonde with confusion in his eyes. Too hot? he guessed. It had gotten a bit steamy - literally, the mirror had even fogged up - and Iceman wasn't known for dealing well with heat. --- A pleading whine escaped Cassie's lips. She was now trying to escape Logan's grip and push him away at the same time, though not with very much force. No, seriously, please. I can't do it again, I'm not kidding. Oh, she moaned, raised leg quivering. Bobby smiled weakly, placing a kiss to Peter's cheek, Yeah. Gonna melt, can't breathe. --- Are you sure? Logan's words were muffled by the sensitive flesh. Doesn't sound like it. Returning the smile, Peter took the towel from Bobby he'd finish drying off after the other was more comfortable. He unlocked the door and opened it, letting a seated Wade Wilson fall backwards onto the tile. The merc had apparently been sitting against the door, waiting. Petey-Pie! he exclaimed, still crosslegged and lying on his back. I missed you! Peter looked a bit amused but just went back to toweling off his hair. Hi, Wade, he responded dryly. --- No. I'm sure. Oooh, fuck. Cassie hung her head as a wave of weakness spread out from the base of her spine. She still squirmed in Logan's hands, trying to close her legs and block him out. I can't get there, she told him, knowing fully well that she could just that it took a while. Bobby walked past Peter and Wade, both. He didn't even care that he was nude as he welcomed the AC against his skin. He jumped onto the only clean corner of his bed and spread his arms and thighs as be reveled and sighed at the sensation of air circulating his body. --- Then, I should work harder, Logan replied. He loved a challenge, and he knew Cassie's spots. He lifted her a littlw higher so he could swirl his tongue inside her and swipe against her fidgeting walls. Wade, the only clothed person in the room as he had put on sweatpants, scrambled to his feet to love on Peter while the younger continued to get dry. Blondie, didja see what I did? he asked excitedly, forcing Peter into the doorway so he could hold the boy and watch Bobby at the same time. The sheets on the blonde's bed weren't actually the dirty ones from earlier, but clean, brand new sheets in a stark white. --- Nooo, the woman moaned, starting to melt in Logan's arms. Please don't. I don't - oh fuck! - I don't want to. I can't. But her body defied her words, hips starting to jerk and twitch as legs continued to tremble. Nope, Bobby sighed instantly. His eyes were closed and he didn't have a care in the world. His body was cooling and that took prominence in his mind. --- C'mon, Baby, Logan hummed as he rotated his jaw and interchanged between long hard sucks and long hard licks. Come on my face. You can do it. Wade whined, bottom lip coming out in a ridiculous pout before he snapped back to normal. Hanging off Peter's shoulders, he started to describe to Bobby the changes he'd apparently made. So I got you new sheets - really high quality too, they're like the Egyptian kind? - and in white so you can bleach them, because you didn't have any spare sheets and dude, I get that you're a bachelor and all, but c'mon. And a rubber mattress pad because you are just super into water sports, apparently, Wade continued, refusing to acknowledge that he was responsible in those instances. They're really great cuz you can just wipe 'em down and then you don't ruin your mattress. Oh! I got you a new mattress, too. But it's not coming til like next month or something, I don't know, the website was mmph-! He finally shut up when Peter shoved his damp towel in the mercenary's face and pulled away to join Bobby in spreading out on the bed. Told you he likes you, he mumbled to the blonde. --- No, I can't, I really can't, Cassie insisted. She closed her eyes against the building tightness in her abdomen, whimpering when it stopped growing and held firm. It hurts, it's too much. Please, Logan, she begged, oh God. Ohmygod. She moaned again, more in frustration than pleasure this time. I can't, I can't! It's okay, Bobby was still smiling and not acknowledging anything else the merc rambled to him. He blindly searched for Peter's hand and gripped it when be found it. I like him, too. --- With one last swipe of his tongue, Logan pulled back but didn't drop Cassie from his hold as he supported her. He neither spoke nor looked to her as he softly blew against the glistening flesh. Lying on his stomach, Peter turned his head to give the blonde a curious look, but he was happy to weave their fingers together. You do? --- The strong coil deep inside relaxed a bit but didn't unwind, leaving Cassie tense and panting and sufficiently unhappy for a variety of reasons. A shudder coursed through her body as the cool breath hit her, making her whine. She was still glowing and it flashed with her pulse like a strobe light. Yeah, Bobby half-chuckled. He glanced over at Wade for the first time in a long while. I might want to keep you. --- So sexy, one of Logan's hands rubbed at Cassie's abdomen as he whispered out his praised. So beautiful. Peter's eyebrows rose, Me? He smirked, slight blush thankfully being covered by his existing flush from their hot shower. Bold move, Drake. Wade wasn't bothered by Bobby's non-reaction to his small gifts it was better than Peter's reactions that usually included mild annoyance and making him take everything back. He stood leaning against the wall with his arms crossed casually across his bare chest, watching his beautiful boys interact with a grin. --- Taking a second to catch her breath, Cassie laid a hand over Logan's one on her stomach. Didn't I tell you not to take 'no' for an answer? she finally smiled. Bobby returned blue eyes on the younger man, Is it? He lifted Peter's hand in his and kissed the back of his fingers. --- Logan snorted, Got distracted by the light show. He kissed on the inside of a thigh, You never told me a fantasy. Yeah, Peter snorted, nodding his head in Wade's direction, you've gotta compete with that maniac. --- Still not spilling her kinky day dreams, Cassie just smiled down at him. How about 'amazing you'? Never thought a little light show could do that. She sighed, shifting as her body relaxed some more. You should see me with lasers. Bobby scoffed with a wave of his hand, That's nothing. --- Logan swiped his tongue once against Cassie's clit. Don't change the subject, Lassie. Wade just laughed from his spot against the wall. Do I get to be a part of this? Because I'm not letting you steal my Petey. --- Cassie gasped, jerking away before falling into giggles. You first, she challenged. Bobby released an exagerrated sigh. He sat up, looking over at mercenary, I guess. If that's what Pete wants. --- Ah-ah, Logan gave another swipe before a kiss. I asked first. Pushing off the wall, Wade crossed to the two, running a teasing hand up Peter's calf before falling into bed next to the brunette, bouncing on impact. Petey always wants me, he said, nuzzling into the back of his neck. Peter rolled his eyes, ignoring the merc. Seriously, Bobby. Did you just ask me out? Wade 'oooo'ed from behind his spider. --- Cassie groaned, tipping her head back and facing the sky to take a steadying breath. I really don't think you'll be happy with them, she said finally with a laugh. Bobby wasn't sure how to respond. Was this like Wade's question as to whether or not the blonde and the merc were serious? Iceman shrugged, Dunno. I like you. Comfortable with you. He snorted, I'd rather spend time with you than with Hero, here. He gestured to Wade at the title of Hero. --- Huffing, Logan gripped beneath both of Cassie's thighs and centered his strength to throw Cassie's other leg over his other shoulder. He held her close so she wouldn't fall, and now neither of her feet were touching the ground. Now I wanna know even more, the wolverine snarled. Not a hero, Wade growled into Peter's neck. Have you seen my movie? My whole intro is dedicated to me not being a hero. Peter smiled slightly at Bobby's words, ignoring Wade's. I'm not really around here much. --- Her breathe caught in her throat, hands once again finding themselves in Logan's hair. I guess you'll have to work for it, she finally breathed. I know, Bobby admitted. He smiled despite it, but maybe you could find an excuse to come by more often. This one, again, he gestured to the brooding Wade, sure does. --- Licking his lips, Logan rose a daring brow. Think I could stand up and carry you back down to the bed? Suck your pussy and have you scream in the halls. Yeah, but I'm not an Avenger, Wade butt in again. See? Not a hero. Peter knocked the heel of his foot into the merc's shin, momentarily shutting him up. I'm pretty sure I could find the time. He squeezed Bobby's hand, For this. --- He didn't even have to touch her. Cassie gasped at the thought, arousal surging. Fuck. You'd do it, too. You dick. Bobby rolled onto his side, his hand squeezing back as he faced Peter. I'd like that, he murmured and leaned in to kiss the younger man. --- Logan snorted, Gonna tell me, then? Peter returned the blonde's affections with a smile. Wade huffed above them, propped up on his elbow. He felt left out, but loved his baby spider too much to interfere. --- Cassandra chewed her lip while debating with herself. Dirtiest fantasy? With a satisfied grin, Bobby pulled back and sat up. He clapped his hands together and stood, Okay, clothes. --- Any. Peter went to sit up but was dragged back down by Wade's arm looping around his middle. Whadda need those for? the merc scoffed. We going somewhere? Hey! There's this great Mexican place in town, little hole in the wall. I think they're still open. I could totally go for a taco right now. --- Any? Well that was certainly easier. Cassie looked down at Logan, running a finger over the curve of his ear. I wanna do it on the kitchen island. Get nasty and just pray no one walks in. Have you turn me on and spread me open, she murmured. Real wide. And I'm so into you, I'm just drenched. Soak the counter. When we're done we leave the mess, let someone make their breakfast right where you fucked me, and it'd be our little secret. Bobbu rolled his eyes. I just need shorts, he answered as he walked over to his dresser. I don't like sleeping nude. --- A devilish smirk grew on Logan's features. He gracefully dropped Cassie back into his lap, ignoring his erection as he said, We can. Right now. Who says I'm letting either of you sleep? Wade smirked, still not letting a mildly annoyed Peter get away from him. --- The woman giggled, blush obscured by the gentle glow she was still putting off. I know, she smiled sheepishly. Think we can make it down to the kitchen just like this? I say, Bobby huffed, picking out a new pair of shorts for the night. Want anything, Peter? They might fit you. --- Logan tapped the tip of his nose, Definitely. I've got some in that bag, the brunette told Bobby. If I could get up, he grumbled, referring to Wade. Oooh, yeeahh, that's too bad, huh? the merc chuckled, holding Peter tight. --- Cassie took Logan's hands in her own and stood up, smiling slyly. Think anybody else is still awake? Bobby shimmied on some briefs before sliding on his basketball shorts. C'mon, Wade, don't be a baby. --- If they are, Logan stood up with her, they're busy doin' what we're doin'. The merc pouted, throwing Bobby puppy eyes and not at all helping himself appear any more mature. But if I let him go, he'll snuggle with you and not me. I'm right here, Peter grouched. --- Cassie picked up her dress - like hell was she leaving it out here all night - when she remembered. Okay, your turn. Fantasy? So? Bobby pouted back. You got him to yourself all this time, he and I need to bond. Don't you think, Peter? --- Logan slipped on his shorts, keeping his erectiob temporarily detained, You sure you wanna hear it? I do, actually. Go get something to eat if you're hungry. Peter finally wriggled out of Wade's hold and got off the bed, going over to Bobby's desk and finding a pair of lounge pants in Wade's bag. Deadpool huffed again. You're hurting Daddy's feelings, Petey. --- Yes! Cassandra glanced at Logan's boxers doubtfully. No fair. Isn't this what you want, Wilson? Bobby placed his hands on his hips. All you would talk about is how well Peter and I would get along. --- Hey, the wolverine snorted. You got no idea how hard it is to walk around with a hard-on, let alone when it's bouncing free. Yeah, Wade scoffed, in bed. Duh. Peter rolled his eyes, kissing Bobby on the cheek and shooting him a smile that said 'hang in there'. He crawled back into the bed, dodging the merc's half-assed attempt to grab him. Chill, Wade. You'll still be invited. --- Covering her mouth with her hand, Cassie was laughing hard. Don't talk like that, she choked around giggles. You're ruining the mood. Bobby followed the spider, adding a bounce to the mattress as he landed purposely between Peter and Wade. The blonde reached up and circled his arms around the younger man's neck. --- Logan shrugged with a small smile, Just thought I'd enlighten you. Grumbling to himself, Wade got up as Peter leaned in to kiss the blonde. Whatever. You guys suck. I'm getting something to eat. --- Cassie swatted his arm with the back of her hand, still grinning. Gross. The laugh break had made her forget about her glow and it was gone when she climbed back through the library window. Fantasy, she reminded Logan, waiting for him on the other side. Aw, don't be that way, Bobby cooed teasingly as he snuggled down further into the mattress on his back, arm secured around Peter. --- Logan snorted, as he followed. He glanced around and held Cassie's hand, You want a fantasy? Then, one is that I walk you around on a leash, with you on all fours. Wade reached out and dragged a finger up the sole of Bobby's foot. You're stealin' my man, Blondie. How am I supposed to feel? --- Cassie's eyebrows rose and she smirked. He'd been calling her a dog's name since high school. And how long have you been wanting to do that? Bobbu jerked his foot back - it tickled - before he replied, Not stealing. Sharing. --- Logan shook his head with a sigh, Long before I realized it. He's not good at sharing, Peter informed the man next to him with a smirk. Am too! Wade retorted. But I haven't seen any fan work of us with Blondie in it, so how do I know it's a good idea? --- Dirty old man, Cassie chided playfully as the two made their way to the kitchen. Not that I'd mind being your bitch, she winked. Would you want me like that in front of the whole school? What are you even talking about? Bobby rose a brow, confused beyond all reasoning. --- Logan shrugged, Sometimes it sounds like a good idea. Other times, I just imagine all the horny teens I would have to behead just for thinking about you. Don't ask, the brunette muttered, turning his face against Bobby's body. Seriously, there's like nothing! Wade paused, face scrunching as he thought about something. Then again, there was nothing with me and that annoying speedster but that was still a blast. --- Not interested in sharing, huh? Cassie hummed. When the left the library, the woman instinctively covered her chest with one arm, feeling exposed. That's too bad. Bobby narrowed his eyes a little as he tried to comprehend the merc's words, You don't mean Pietro...do you? --- Again, Logan shrugged, Not with a man, at least. Mm-hm! Wade nodded happily, looking pretty proud of himself. Peter just rolled his eyes. He'd heard this before. The Maximoff twin, Wade continued. Just the one, though. The girl creeps me out. --- What if that was my fantasy? Cassie teased. Bobby groaned and rubbed at eye, I can't believe...you really don't care who it is, do you? --- Logan glanced over to Cassie. He was silent. Not really thinking either. Then, he murmured, Then it stays a fantasy. Course I do. I just said the girl one creeps me out, Wade scoffed. Aren't you listening? And somebody needed to teach that brat some manners. --- Fine by me, she giggled, squeezing Logan's hand briefly. Talk about awkward, anyway. Bobby shuddered. He couldn't imagine that sister-complex with anyone. --- And? Logan to Cassie expectantly. I'd do it again, too, 'cept I think he's afraid of me now, the merc chuckled. This time he trailed his fingers over Bobby's jutting ankle bone. I liked you better. You say 'please' and 'thank you' like a good boy. --- And, what? Cassie tilted her head in confusion, a slight frown on her features. She wasn't following. Do not, Bobby grumbled as he shooed Wade's hand with a jerk of his foot. --- If I said I want anothet woman to join us. Do too, Wade grinned widely. He grabbed the blonde's foot with one hand, but didn't do anything else. Don't tell me you forgot when Mickey joined us. Those were your favorite words that morning. --- Cassandra wrinkled her nose. She wasn't too interested in watching Logan fawn over someone else. But still she asked warily, Who? Holding Peter tight, Bobby glared at Wade, Don't bring that up. --- Logan shrugged, No one in particular. Wait, what? Peter piped up, throwing the blonde a look. You two and... Cassie? I didn't tell you about that, Petey? Oh, it was great. Holding Bobby tight by his ankle, Wade dragged his fingernails slowly up the bottom of the blonde's foot, grinning. --- Then no, Cassandra replied bluntly. But after a pause, Unless.... Bobby kicked at Wade's wrist with his free foot, biting his bottom lip to keep from laughing. He looked to Peter and replied, I didn't want to. --- Logan snorted, Who? Wade knocked the blonde's leg away with his arm, still grinning, before dragging his nails back down over the most sensitive part of Bobby's food. Maybe not, but you loved it. Ignoring the merc, Peter shook his head. No, I mean, that's cool or whatever just... surprising. --- Not who, Cassie smirked. But it might be fun to rough up whatever girl thinks she can take you away from me. Bobby kicked at Wade again and yanked his foot away, Cut it out, Wade! --- As long as it isn't anyone in here, Logan gesture to the mansion. And, you don't get arrested. Aw, don't be that way, Wade mocked, imitating the other from earlier. Are you embarrassed, Blondie? He winked at Peter, He did love it, too. Don't let him tell you otherwise. --- Cassie just shook her head, smiling. I'm not into that enough for it to be worth it. She pressed into Logan as they made their way through the mansion. Tell me another. Bobby huffed, I just want to sleep. Ok? He scowled, And, stop touching my feet. But they're so cute! Wade cooed, grabbing for the blonde again. Just like the rest of you He dropped back on the bed, midnight snack forgotten, this time sandwiching Bobby in the middle. I wanna rub you down will you let me, Blondie? No, was the immediate response. You're not rubbing anything. Peter nudged the blonde lightly. Just let him, he murmured to Bobby, eyes closed. It'll make him happy. Bobby looked to Peter nervously. Then, to the merc, Nothing inappropriate? Not if you don't want me to, Wade shrugged, gently running a hand through damp blonde hair. Reluctantly and warily, Bobby gave a sigh, Fine. The mercenary beamed, scooting up to the head of the bed behind the blonde's head. His hands slipped underneath Bobby's neck, thumbs smoothing against the sides of his neck as fingers gently pushed up against the top of his spine, letting gravity increase the pressure and stretch. Bobby wasn't sure how to feel. Unless it was for medical reasons, he never got a massage from someone else. It felt a little strange and he squirmed a bit at the sensation of being prodded. Just relax, Blondie, Wade chuckled. I'm not gonna hurt ya. He slowly slid his fingers into Bobby's hair, still letting gravity decide the pressure he used to rub ten small, slow circles into the other's scalp. He payed special attention to the trigger points behind the ear and the tension in the blonde's temples. Bobby jerked when fingers touched the back of his ears. His breath hitched and body stiffened and be groaned out Peter's name. The merc's eyebrows shot up and he looked to Peter, who seemed equally surprised. As Wade turned all his attention to the spots that seemed to elicit the peculiar response, Peter splayed a hand over Bobby's bare stomach. Right here, the spider murmured, touching his nose to the blonde's jaw before kissing his cheek, lips lingering. Bobby gripped the hand on his abdomen. He heaved a sigh as he closed his eyes, trying to relax despite himself. Does that feel good, baby? Wade murmured, experimenting with location and pressure to find what was getting the blonde excited. Peter, though definitely curious, stayed quiet as he held Bobby's hand tightly. Biting his lips and intertwining his fingers with Peter's, Bobby answered reluctantly, A little. You were moaning like it was turning you on, the older man smirked, earning a slight glare from Peter. No, Bobby shook his head. Just feels weird. Wade clicked his tongue, Stay still. He slowly worked his fingers back over the blonde's scalp to his hairline. After pausing to massage Bobby's temples, he smoothed two long fingers over a pale forehead, pushing the stress away before dipping fingertips down to the bridge of his nose and pulling them back up over blonde brows. Bobby whined in protest to Wade's instruction, but he obeyed nonetheless. He did his best to not react to fingers touching places he still wasn't familiar with being touched. What's the matter Blondie? Wade soothed, sounding genuine. Nothing, the blonde insisted. Bringing gentle fibers down both sides of Bobby's jaw, Wade stroked lightly under his chin, up to his neck, behind the ears, and down his jaw again - more for tactile pleasure than reliving tension. Do you want me to stop? the merc asked softly. Bobby said nothing as he tightened his jaw. He nodded, fingers twitching around Peter's. Wade repeated the loop a few more times, slowing down each round until he was just resting his fingertips under Bobby's earlobes. I just want to touch every inch of you, he murmured, leaning down to press his lips to the blonde's forehead. Peter slid his thumb over the back of Bobby's hand comfortingly, not saying a word. Weirdo, Bobby murmured back, though his cheeks were flushed as he avoided any sort of eye contact. You okay? the spider asked quietly, brow furrowed at Bobby's general reaction. I'm sure he's fine, Petey, Wade answered for the blonde while straightening up. Despite wanting Bobby to be comfortable, the merc couldn't help himself and used his thumbs to touch and stroke the blonde's velvety earlobes. Bobby twitched his head from the merc's touch. Swatting Wade's hands, he looked to Peter, Yeah. Thanks. Finally being shut down for good, Wade turned his attention to Peter, combing a hand through dark hair. Peter sighed, turning against Bobby, their hand still holding the other's. He hoped the blonde wouldn't think him weird for spending the night plugged full of spunk, because that was exactly what he planned on doing. Bobby sighed, his back against Wade's chest. His eyes closed and he gave a small squeeze to Peter's fingers. This time, Peter didn't squeeze back. He was so wiped from their night that he was already half asleep. And Wade, who was kind enough tonight to not make Peter deal with a vibrator all night - something he had happily subjected the younger man to before - looped an arm around Bobby's stomach, holding him comfortably. Night, Blondie, he murmured, already sensing that Peter was out. Bobby stirred the next morning. It was hot. He couldn't breathe. He wanted to open his eyes, and his body felt heavy. Groaning, the blinde woke up, cracking his vision open and looking around. So far so good, he was in his room. But, the heat was Wade Wilson draped across his waist in order to cuddle with a sleeping Peter Parker who was snuggled into Bobby's side. He groaned, again, Wade. --- Rogue had snuck out of her room. Remy was still passed out and she wanted to check in on Kurt. She hadn't seen him leave, and she wanted to talk with him about Holly showing up for the dance last night. She knocked on his door. Once, twice, and heard nothing. She glanced around the hall and slipped out a spare key that Kurt gave her for emergencies - only - and unlocked the door. Cracking it open, she peeked in, Kurt? Still no answer. She entered saw her brother in bed still sleeping, but didn't notice his partner until she closed the door behind her. She gaped. Kurt was shirtless and snuggled in with Holly wearing one of his shirts, the bedsheets entangled about their limbs. Kurt Wagner! Wade grunted at his name, shifting slightly. Still early, Petey, he mumbled, not opening his eyes. Don't go yet. Next to Bobby, the Amazing Spiderman stirred, snuggled harder against the blonde, and sighed deeply. --- Having been sound asleep, Kurt was so startled that he ported across the room. What? What's going on? he demanded, half crouched. When he saw Rogue he winced, memories of last night coming back as he realized what the scene before the woman must've looked like. Heh, uhh.... Guten Morgen? he tried, scratching his head sheepishly as he straightened up. Wade, Bobby shoved at the mercenary. Get off. --- Holly was still asleep. A heavy sleeper, she didn't even stir. Kurt, Rogue's voice was a harsh hush. What is going on? Y'kick in yer sleep, Petey, the merc murmured, still holding both boys tight. To Bobby's other side, Peter made a soft noise in response, but didn't wake up. --- Nozing! Kurt hissed, quickly crossing the room to be in front of his sister. I swear! It's not vat you zink! Bobby huffed. Partially giving up before freezing his hand and gripping the back of Wade's neck. --- Your shirt is off, Rouge gestured to his nude torso then to the sleeping girl, and Lucille is wearing it. What. Happened? Wade yelped and jerked away, falling off the end of the bed and landing on the floor. ...Ow. Peter was woken up by the commotion, but just barely as is spidey sense was telling him that there was no danger. He stretched lazily, a cacophony of cracks and pops coming from his body. Wade? he mumbled, sitting up slightly and noticing the older man was no where to be seen. Down here. The brunette snorted before kissing Bobby on the cheek. Morning. --- Nozing! Kurt insisted, calming down some. After ze dance ve came back to my room just to talk und relax - I know, I know, he cut Rogue off before she could interrupt. I shouldn't have. But I did. Hol-Lucille vas tired und ask to stay ze night und.... Schwester, I am veak, the man groaned. Finally being able to breathe, Bobby sighed as cool air hit his naked torso. He smiled a bit at lips on his cheek and turned to return the favor with his lips against a pale forehead. Morning. --- Rogue sighed, running a hand through her hair, Ah'll say. Her eyes flickered to the teen in bed, then her brother. It wasn't like she couldn't understand. Her relationship with Remy was complicated in the beginning, as well. However, the girl could face losing her graduation and Kurt could lose his job. It was different circumstances. Kurt, she hugged her brother, feeling torn. She was happy he could have a night with this girl he was so infatuated with, but he was giving in to his desires and putting his future at risk. Obviously, nobody is gonna hear a word 'bout this from me. Yer just lucky it wasn' someone else knockin' on yer door. She pulled back, But, ya gotta git her outta here. Before everyone wakes up. That's a shitty way to wake someone up, Blondie, Wade grumbled as he picked himself up off the floor and flopped back down on the bed. He was nice enough not to spoon Bobby again but did turn to his side, propping himself up on his elbow, to watch the other two interact. Spiderman or not, Peter wasn't exactly a morning person. This was made obvious with a massive yawn that had him blinking back tears followed by him closing his eyes again with a sigh. He slung an arm across Bobby's stomach, prepared to go right back to sleep. You probably deserved it, he murmured across the blonde to Wade. --- Kurt returned his sister's affections before looking over his shoulder at a still sleeping Holly and sighing. Ja, I know. Danke for keeping our secret. He glanced at Rogue, a little uncomfortable. Ve didn't, you know... do anyzing. For ze record. One of Bobby's hands lightly gripped at the elbow on his stomach, stroking the rough flesh with his thumb. He glanced at Wade with a shrug, Your bodyheat was killing me, and you're heavy. I couldn't breathe. --- Raising a skeptical brow, Rouge placed her hands on her hips, Absolutely nothing? Well exccuuuse me for being human, Wade replied sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. He jerked his chin in the spider's direction. Why does he get a free pass? Peter smirked, not even bothering to open his eyes. Jealous? Yes! --- Vell, Kurt shrugged, looking away. Ve did kiss. Like at Christmas. But zat's all! Because he puts out less heat, duh, the blonde replied as though it were obvious. --- Once more, Rouge swept the indigo man up into her arms. She sighed with relief, Oh, thank goodness. Yer gonna give me a damn heart attack, Kurt. What the hell, Petey? the merc demanded, as if this was something the other was doing on purpose. Peter just chuckled. Suck it, Wade. Wade, amazingly, didn't take the bait and instead continued to pout. It's not fair. Losing both my baby boys to each other, he lamented. What did I do to deserve this? --- Kurt let himself be hugged, mildly offended. You didn't believe me ven I said ve did nozing? Give a man some credit, Rogue. He was, of course, just teasing the woman. I vill take her back to her room soon, zough.