#also don't worry vanessa has a rich and fully developed inner life and her own feelings about the situation

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still having Mental Problems, still terrified down to my bones of working on my WIPs that involve multiple scenes and plot progression, so i'm returning to my roots with a story that's more or less one long filthy extremely emotional sex scene. for comfort. like such:

Vanessa kisses Logan first, and it’s a pretty fantastic ego boost the way he just goes for it, so needy and so instantly open to anything she wants to give him. For about ten seconds, anyway, which is when he goes rigid and jerks away and looks over to her other side, at Wade. And his eyes are so fucking miserable and ashamed, if Wade doesn’t clear this shit up in the next five seconds Vanessa is going to push their faces together like Ken dolls and make kissing noises until they both get a clue.

Logan’s already apologizing when Wade grabs his hand--the way Logan automatically holds on so tight makes her heart go all weird for a second--and says, “Hey, no, it’s okay. You’re good. We--" He looks at Vanessa. She raises her eyebrows and offers no help. “We saw you from across the bar and we really like your vibe?” Wade tries.

Logan stares at him blankly, the furrow in his brow getting even deeper.

"Okay," Wade says, “I guess you’re not really up on the last ten years of memes, huh. So. Uh.” He bites his lip. Vanessa elbows him not quite hard enough to crack a rib. “Ow fuck--we want you,” he says finally, his face more open and soft than she’s ever seen it with someone else in the room besides her. Except recently, when Logan’s not looking and Wade thinks Vanessa isn’t.