#in wolverine they have a depressing conversation in a bar

[forsakenqueer]

If I had a nickel for every time Logan or Kurt was naked on the cover of a Wolverine comic despite at no point being naked in the issue I would have two nickels, which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it’s happened twice.

[prettypumpum]

Title: Crossed Dimensions I Logan Howlett x Reader

Warnings: strong language, mentions of violence, depression, anxiety

Summary: You were living an ordinary life until the day a portal throws you into the Marvel universe. Trapped between an unbearable Deadpool and a Wolverine as troubling as he is charming, you discover powers you didn't know you had and an unknown past with certain heroes. As your anxiety grows in the face of this new reality, will you be able to find your place and perhaps become the hero they need?

Word count: 1,136

"I have good news and great news," Wade began when I returned from the bar bathroom where our pilot was supposed to meet us. "Enrique transferred the money, so for now, we're rich. And drumroll," he said, gesturing for me to tap on my thighs, "Elis is delayed, so we're stuck here until tomorrow morning," added the mercenary cheerfully.

"You think that's good news?" Logan asked, ordering another drink. We’d been here for three hours, and at this rate, the bonus would be gone.

"Are you in a rush to see him again? Need to hear more about that seafood restaurant in Barbados?" I asked Logan, who grimaced, remembering just how annoying our pilot could be.

Our conversation was interrupted by Wade's phone. He showed us the screen: it was Al. She’d be pleased; Enrique had even given us a little something extra in kind.

"So, tell me, how’s my favorite girl?" Wade asked, answering the call. "I meant the dog, you old fossil! She’s saying sweet things about you," he said, pressing the phone to his chest and stepping outside, leaving Logan and me alone.

"How’s your injury?" he asked me.

"It’s completely gone."

He nodded and went back to drinking. I nervously played with my glass; it was my sixth mojito, and I still didn’t feel anything. Now and then, I’d glance at the man beside me. He had never told us what had happened to him or why he was the way he was. He seemed so sad and angry. I’d started to think that this new universe was a second chance for him, too.

"Thanks for helping me with my powers; you must’ve been a great teacher," I said with a small smile, to which he only responded with a grunt. "What did you teach?" I asked, trying to fill the silence that was becoming awkward. We were the only customers in this dingy bar. I’d never been the most social person, but I needed to talk, and Logan was the only one who could understand since he was in the same situation as me, especially with Laura.

"We don’t have to do this," he said, setting down his empty glass and ordering another. It was four in the afternoon, and I’d already lost count of what he’d drunk. I nodded, hoping Wade would come back soon. "I taught history," he finally said after a long silence.

"I used to be a dancer." I wanted to slap myself; I didn’t know why I’d said that—it was like my mouth had a mind of its own. "Well, not in the end… I worked in a bookstore in Brooklyn."

"You could ask Wade’s friend to find you a job."

"I wasn’t that kind of dancer; I performed in Broadway shows," I said with a smile. "I ran into your Variant from my universe during one of my auditions… well, I saw him walking from far away and from behind, but that counts."

"What the hell was he doing at a Broadway audition?"

"He had the lead role in one of the shows."

At least it made him laugh. It was nice to see him in a good mood, even though I quite liked his grumpy expression.

"No kidding!" he said, disgusted, taking another swig of his beer. "If anyone had ever told me I’d end up drinking in a bar with Dreamwalker," he said, more to himself than to me.

"What was I like in your universe?" I asked, not entirely sure I wanted to hear the answer.

"You were a real pain in the ass," he replied before taking a sip of his beer. "But you weren’t the worst."

I nodded, unsure of what to say. I’d been taken by the TVA because I was an anomaly; I’d started to develop powers in a world where that wasn’t supposed to happen. And after meeting Wade, he’d explained who I was while we looked for a Wolverine.

"For what it’s worth, I’m sorry," I said awkwardly.

"You’re not her," he said. "No, you’re definitely not her," he muttered, giving me a look full of meaning.

I wasn’t sure if it was because he’d nearly drunk the bar’s entire supply or if I was imagining things because of the stress and fatigue. But I willingly joined him in this little game.

"Is that right?" I asked, unsure where I found the courage to keep this conversation going as I kept my gaze locked on the mutant’s. His beautiful brown eyes were growing darker and darker.

Our noses were almost touching, and I could feel his breath, tinged with beer and whiskey. His gaze never left mine; it was so dark, almost animalistic. I didn’t know if he was going to bite me or kiss me. The scariest part was that I didn’t know which I’d prefer.

*What am I doing?* My reason was screaming at me not to play with fire, but my heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst. I knew this wasn’t a good idea, that Logan wasn’t the kind of man you approached without leaving a piece of yourself behind. And yet, I was here, unable to pull away. I felt like Little Red Riding Hood, knowingly choosing to play with the wolf, fully aware of what that meant.

"Everything’s fine!" Wade yelled as he reentered the bar, snapping both of us out of that suspended moment. Logan and I quickly pulled away from each other; I turned my attention to my drink, trying to hide my flushed face, and calm my heart, which was about to leap out of my chest. Reality had just jolted me out of that daydream in a brutal and familiar way—of course, nothing was going to happen, not between Logan and me. As if someone like him would actually let himself go for someone like me. I lowered my gaze, hoping Wade wouldn’t notice my flushed cheeks, trying to ignore the painful void left by that stolen moment.

"Did I interrupt something?" Wade asked, curious. I shook my head, staring at the little umbrella in my glass while Logan stayed turned away, still drinking. "Are you sure?" he continued.

"How’s everything at home?" I asked to change the subject. "She got in a car accident," Wade replied calmly.

I still couldn’t understand how a blind old lady addicted to cocaine had a driver’s license.

"Oh my God, is she okay?" I asked, concerned for the old lady.

"She’s in the hospital with a bunch of fractures and a concussion," Wade replied calmly. "But my little Mary Poppins is fine; she’s with Vanessa. Aren't they just adorable together?" he asked in a schoolgirl’s voice, showing me a selfie where Vanessa was holding Dogpool, with Al in the background, clearly in pain.

"Adorable," I replied.

[bilgisticallykosher]

Reminder that I’m totally down to give specific warnings or descriptions or help people navigate through the video if anyone needs.

Warnings (aside from the obvious): Long post, lots of caps lock, long rambling with a large degree of incoherence. I titled this “me screaming at the new video” in docs. I was real accurate.  It took me over 2 hours to watch this thing because I kept pausing to not shut up. This is 5 pages in docs.

Okay, JUST looking at the cover, I-  are those tentacles? IS this a new side? Octoside? I can already hear all the names were going to give him. Oliver, Octavio, October wait no that’s already a Sanders shorts. Okay, intrusive thoughts, that's… Roman’s already a supplier of those. Fandom agrees, “Don’t think about your naked Aunt Patty.” So, maybe Depression? Anger? Or, is it Roman still, after all? Because I see the word Creativity there. Or tentaclereativity. So it’s still Roman, but I’m convinced that his opposite is Virgil, although I’m also sure that they implied Pride in the Halloween episode. Something about “proud of it” and then they said “let’s table that discussion for another time.”

Ugh, Roman’s been doing so wonderful on his own. He’s just been owning up to insecurities, and it’s been great. This is going to be highly related to him. Although, Patton looks like the one trying to block him out? Roman’s concerned, Logan’s miffed, Virgil is angry, and oh my god is that a MOUSTACHE OKAY I’M WATCHING. 

Content warning, oh my gosh, they were not kidding. Does that seriously say death and blood and gore? I’m just getting more hype. I mean, intrusive thoughts, I’m sure nothing will permanently, physically happen to them.  (Goodbye Fresh.) 

Dark circles under Thomas’s eyes, implication of sleep deprivation, or something with Virgil?

“The human connection will make me feel more like a person,” I came here to have a good time and honestly I’m feeling so attacked right now. Credits! Great job everyone! I know everyone worked real hard on this. 

Okay, Thomas in his robe, very reminiscent of Excepting Anxiety. Blasé attitude, too. Hmm, trouble sleeping (tires), overstating ‘everything going wrong,’ definitely seems like Virgil’s territory. 

Woah there he is. He’s, he’s really angry? And Patton’s voice is strained. What is happening, does Patton know……whatever, or WHOever? Yeah, he’s shifty eyed. He knows. Virgil definitely knows, and it’s not him. Oh man oh man. Oh, confirmed, they’re in on trying to avoid the conversation. GREAT TEAM WORK, PAT! Doing great, buddy. 

Roman’s rhymes are amazing. Definitely misery, though. Alright, so Thomas is having thoughts that make Virgil act up, and either he’s telling Patton, or Patton knows because of emotions. 

Roman’s so much better at summoning than Logan. And Logan knows?! Ooh, sore spot for them here. Patton oh noooo. That’s easy for you to say? 

I love the idea that, 1, Logan Falsehood’d as a reaction and an example on purpose, and 2, that he’s got a limit of one per day. 

ALRIGHT! I’ve got it. They don’t want Roman to know because he’s going to, intentionally or not, expand on whatever the thoughts are. He’s Creativity and dreams, it’s what he does and he’s not going to be able to help it, intrusive thoughts, this IS Roman-centric! Poor boy. (Kraken, sushi. Those tentacles mean something. Also the tentacle represents the C, I understand the title image now.) Yeah, they don’t want him inadvertently going into daydream mode. 

I have never seen this movie. These are freaking top-notch jokes, though. WOAH, THOMAS. Not good. Really not good. I’m still hype. Oh, is that the sort of death mention that

Television: [has hands]

Me: [strangled squeaking noise] 

Okay, I’m having, okay. Okay. Okay. I’m fine. I just. I need. Okay. I’m fine. Need a moment. Freaking out, in, a good way? I just. Really unexpected, even though I saw the hands. Oh my gosh. Can the others see him????? Because they’re looking at Roman they should see him. I didn’t know I could make that noise, but apparently I can. And I can hold it. And make it slowly go higher pitched. Okay. Okay. I’m fine now. Maybe. Okay. Hypening.

OH THEY CAN okay, oh dissonant voice. What sort of overdramatic staff is this dork NO ROMAN. 

THE DUKE?! WHAT!!! Getting heavy Warfstache vibes, btw, and why does he have a grey streak? Virgil and Logan are unconcerned about Roman, so I guess he’s fine. 

Is this a song? What is his outfit, omg. His mustache is fabulous. His eyes are kinda ringed.  in purple? 

What is happening, oh my god. Oh here’s the religious commentary, I guess. This is fine, I’m okay with this. But he’s playing Adam AND Eve himself. Dramatic dork confirmed. Oooh, you lack imagination. He IS Roman’s opposite, dang. I was so sure it was Virgil. Also YES green’s my favorite color! 

Hahaaaa! Tiny little aunt Patty naked post-it! Patton’s so distressed, Virgil ANGERY. A to Z is incredible. I missed some lyrics there; I’ll catch it when I watch it with captions the next five times. I mean, uh, no, I’d never… ten times. Nice blood spatter! What is he doing to them! What’s with the size thing? Is that a thing he can do? Or creative (heh) liberty due to song? 

SNAKE how’d I not guess that from Adam and Chava SNAKE IT’S SNAKE!

I don’t get the hand image. What is that? So far kind of the same sort of vibe from Deceit and Duke- oooh, both Ds. The whole, own up to who you are, stop lying to yourself. 

“You’ve got a fiend in me!” “Squeak!”

Oh, oh no, he’s really not quite like Deceit. He’s saying that these things make Thomas evil. Definitely not a Deceit thing to do. 

EDITING PRAISE! YOU GUYS. You guys are incredible, you did such a good job. 

“I’m your Creativity!” Officially calling those things fart trumpets. 

Oh, is he actually Creativity? Okay I’ll roll with it. Oh my gosh it’s only ten minutes into it and I can’t shut up. Virgil is so uncomfortable. 

Never bring [Jeffery Dahmer] up again got a GREAT face from Duke. Oh man. Is that true about him trying to repress those thoughts?

WHITE BEAR that episode of Black Mirror might make more sense now. 

Impressive hair blowing from Virgil, that’s the hair blowing equivalent of what Dr. Horrible did with his fingers in Brand New Day. 

Patton called Roman handsome, and I knew that second most handsome prince bit in the last episode was something he’d say, not just him trying to be all lawyer-y! (Ooh, foreboding music…)

Honestly, Logan was, if anything, even more chill about lying in CLBG, and Deceit in general (his scales are quite smooth). By comparison, he’s going off on the Duke. OOH, I KNEW THAT ABOUT THE WORD DORK! 

Ohhh my gosh the costumes are opposites! I, almost realized that, about color theory, and then forgot about the sash. And those shoulder pads are massive, Duke! Did you steal Roman’s puppet chin to make those? 

Joan! Haha, I love it, definitely something they would do. Interesting, you can hear an overlay of Joan’s voice, and Duke’s voice. Why can’t the Duke do it as well as anyone else? What did Virgil realize during the twin explanation? Hey, Cayin and Hevel, more Genesis. 

Did he mention friends and family? Oh my gosh, self-immolation is terrible, I looked it up. Like, uh, suicide for a public purpose, or to make a point? 

Laugh! Dork laugh! There’s the implication of them knowing each other. 

Oh, okay, okay. So, Virgil’s anxious, because in and of itself, whatever it was that he was thinking/obsessing over was bad. His anxiety is, well, cognitive distortions. That’s why everyone’s all bothered. Yeah, point to Logan on that oh my god, what is that camera angle, I love it.

Duke is JP confirmed. Ripped off nipples. JP from Wade’s (lordminion777) circle of friends, salty boys. That’s still their official name, right? Anyway, he’s JP.

Oh, I saw dripping off of that hand. That sequence is getting longer every time. 

Who are those, I don’t recognize them? “I’m about to smash the Hulk” you guys I think I love the Duke a little bit a lot. 

Patton, no, that’s- Patton! “That’s what repression is?” Ooh, tense Virgil moment with Logan. Yet, also touching? 

“Well THAT can’t be where the bar is.” !!!

Weird Duke blink during religion talk. It’s so funny looking at this though a Jewish perspective. It’s similar, but just a little off. And we don’t do the 7 deadly sins thing. 

Figuratively! 

Wait it’s coming from Virgil?! Uh, uh, anxious about being a bad person, subconsciously projecting it onto Thomas?

Patton too?! Oh, wait, yeah, this comes back to repression that makes sense. Oh my gosh, Logan. ! Can the Duke do the Deceit silence thing oh no, no he can’t. Close. Teeth are an improvement I think. 

Hey isn’t there an incorrect quote about Virgil drinking shampoo? 

Remus?! Oh my gosh are you KIDDING me? A new side, PLUS his name? Oh, oh that’s so clever, Roman. Rome was founded by Romulus and Remus. So clever! And definitely butt trumpets, from earlier, because AVPM’s Lupin had butt trumpets. 

Oh, direct shot and reaction at Virgil not hiding anything. And okay, I’ve changed my mind like 10 times, but I think I get it now. Haha, Logan! It was like a pop quiz! And Thomas cursed!

The scream darkened the room, that was awesome. But nobody cared. Ah, secretly a Patton and Virgil arc! 

Oh my god, Patton had a look of realization when Virgil was listing off things, is he going to tell him to not skip the callback?!

[Sad poopy noises.] Logan’s on fire today! Yes! 

Oh, he’s gone? Ha, nope! Oh it got worse, haha!

Patton, control, it’s happening! Oh, wait no. 

Virgil really used to fear him? And, oh, what were those exchanged looks during “just like old times”? Logan and Patton, and maybe Roman figured it out? Does Virgil know that? 

Roman! 

Nerdy Wolverine. Ahh, cool! Dukey problem! Oooh return of “I don’t like him.”

What, brother?! So that’s an actual thing now? But okay, alright, I guess Logan’s thing from before. NOPE EVERYTHING’S FINE NEVER COMING BACK. Romaaaaan.

Dark sides? “Others.” Oh, Thomas for sure doesn’t know. Oh dear. OH MUSIC it’s swelling oh my gosh, he’s going to tell, he’s going to tell.  Gasp! He told, and oh, so sad, and oh no he’s just sinking out?! My poor baby little precious oh I immediately see why Patton had a problem with coddling him.

Oh, oh Thomas is so confuddled. There’s going to be so many angst fics. I will read them all. 

Alright, actually a hilarious ad.  Way to incorporate intrusive thoughts into it! END CARD holy- REMUS! Oh the deodorant. And again. Nice knife, he’s going to- yep, deodorant. Oh he’s done, but he’ll have another- yep. What the heck is it, actually? 

THERE’S A SNAKE IN MY BUTT! PFF that’s going to be some fics also. Officially: I love Remus. 

Final thoughts; I’m in love, I was so wrong about “they wouldn’t throw a new side or plot relevance at us with all these warnings,” everyone freaking outdid themselves, this must have happened so soon after Selfishness vs. Selflessness, I love him, I really dug a lot of that humor, my taste in music is way worse than anything Remus threw at us (ask me about that), WHAT WERE THE THOUGHTS with the dripping hand bit, S v. S part 2 is definitely the next one, and I freaking love this video. 

[creedslove]

Anything The Wolf Wants

Wolverine X Reader X Rogue

Summary: Logan is upset after hearing about Jean's upcoming wedding, he desperately needs a distraction that is not self-destructive or harmful to somebody else, that's when the girls decide to cheer him up a little.

Warnings: Lesbian smut, threesome. (This is basically filthy dirty smut, you've been warned lol)

A/N: Rogue is completely able to control her skin here.

Also, I'd like to thank my dear @wolfdeamonghoul for helping me out with amazing ideas and motivating me to write it! You rock, girl! 💕

When Logan heard the news of Jean and Scott’s upcoming wedding he felt his heart skip a beat. Yes, along with everybody else, he also thought he had gotten over Jean, but apparently he didn't. Or those things were hard to forget, he wasn't sure, it's not like he was great with dealing or even having a good insight on his feelings anyway. The thing was: he needed to let out that sadness and rage. His first idea was using the soon-to-be groom as a punching bag; it seemed very appealing actually, it's not like Logan was going to be invited to be the best man anyway. Idea quickly dismissed though, even he knew it was just stupid attacking Summers for no reason, he was angry and jealous of him, and if admitting that even to himself wasn't humiliating enough, becoming aggressive towards the whole situation would just confirm everybody else’s suspicions.  

Logan was ready to go to bed after another boring day of classes. He thought of going out and having something to drink, but ever since he was assigned to teach more classes than he expected, he was getting grumpier than usual. The Wolverine quickly attributed that to lack of sex. He wasn't abstaining himself from it, quite the opposite, but things seemed… the same. He was kind of tired of the same bar-drinks-random fuck scheme; maybe he needed something different. Or those damn brats were getting more and more annoying each day. Both options seemed very convincing. He stopped by the kitchen grabbing some beer when he heard a commotion coming from the hall. Storm and Hank were hugging Jean while Scott was getting pats on his shoulder. The redheaded mutant was showing off a huge and - probably expensive - wedding ring. He swallowed hard trying his best not to look affected by the news. She looked so happy, he couldn't ruin that. He murmured some congratulation words and quickly excused himself. He didn't talk to anyone and just ignored Charles’ attempts to have a conversation, since the telepath sensed his mental turmoil. Logan was sure Xavier wanted to give him some sort of dad talk or something, tell him how important it was for him to respect Jean’s choices. Of course he was going to respect her choices, what could he possibly do about it? He wouldn't just take her to Canada with him against her will and keep her captive there until she fell in love with him. He wasn't like Victor, for God’s sake. The feral man just got on his motorcycle and drove fast to the nearest bar he could think of.

Arriving there he realized it was a place that reflected just how he was feeling; dark and depressing. The feral man smirked when he noticed the cage, he didn't need the money, but he did need the blood and the violence, so he was definitely going to fight. The Wolverine almost felt sorry for the other ‘competitor’, not that either of them could be called that, they were both savages there, of course the guy didn't stand a chance, but if he did, he wouldn't hesitate in knocking him down.

The fight was the same as always, at first the other guy even tried, but after smashing his hands on Logan’s adamantium skeleton, he basically gave up and prayed the mutant wouldn't kill him. Once they were done - Logan fully recovered thanks to his healing factor, whereas his opponent left the cage limping, he decided to spend the money he got on booze. Getting drunk wasn't an option, thanks to his healing factor again, but maybe he'd drink enough until he felt numb enough to pass out somewhere. He stared at his now, empty glass, and chuckled bitterly. This is exactly why he would never get Jean, and as a matter of fact, any other girl. He was an animal, he had a fragmented past, no family - apart from his psycho brother - he was just a cage fighter, no perspective of a bright and wealthy future. He had nothing to offer Jean, completely opposite of Scott; Oh yeah... He was truly Mister Right. No wonder all the girls wanted a good fuck from Logan, and nothing more. Nobody would like to become Mrs.Howlett if they had the chance to become Mrs.Summers. He was lost in his own thoughts when he heard a known voice, a thick southern accent following it.

“Hey sugar!” Rogue greeted him happily laying her hand on his shoulder. He quickly looked back at her to see Y/N was tagging along.

“Hey girls” He said with a small smirk as they smiled at him.

“Yeah, um.. Hi Logan!” Y/N said blushing a little, she had the hots for him, he could always smell it on her.

“So what are you girls doing here? This is not a ladies place.” He half joked, but also a bit concerned, both of them were kicking-ass mutants but they were also two attractive girls surrounded by way too many guys that could be easily compared to pigs.

“Well we were hanging out nearby when we saw your bike” Y/N quickly explained. “And by the blood on your knuckles you were fighting…”

“Hanging out?” Logan raised an eyebrow at both of them, completely ignoring her second statement, he didn't want them asking anything about it. For the pity look Marie had on her face, she had probably already heard what happened, maybe she got a text from one of the girls at the Institute.

Besides, Logan knew damn well what they meant by ‘hanging out’. He'd been suspicious for months, in fact, he'd been sure of it, apart from the enhanced senses that allowed him to figure out people's certain behaviors, he also had a fair share of experience in females to know when things were… going on. Y/N had moved to the mansion a couple of years ago, a good student, never got her cute ass into trouble and was working hard to enter the team; Rogue had just managed to control her skin when she found out Bobby was screwing half of the girls from school behind her back. How the ice boy was stupid enough to trade a southern belle like that for a bunch of easy fucks was beyond him.

After a huge fight with her former roommate who also happened to have tasted the ice boy’s popsicle, Rogue was relocated to Y/N’s room. Soon they became more and more fond of each other until a strong friendship was built. What could possibly happen behind doors of a dorm with two girls; a touch starved one who had just gotten disappointed in men and another curious girl who looked like a fucking supermodel. Not even Wolverine’s wild sexual fantasies could possibly predict something like that was ever going to become true. Neither of them were to blame actually, his Marie wasn't just an innocent girl anymore, she was already a beautiful young woman, and Y/N? Ohh, let's just say she's able to make the big bad wolf wag his tail like a puppy.

“Yes, Logan we were just hanging out…” Marie said kind of annoyed. He didn't smell any lies, but just because they hadn't done anything until the moment, didn't mean they wouldn't do it later, they had the whole night ahead of them. “What do you mean by that anyway, sugar?”

“Yeah right” he let out a sarcastic laugh. “Let's pretend I don't know you've been fucking each other for months” Rogue just bit her lip hiding a small smile, while Y/N blushed, but taking a deep breath quickly snapped back:

“What if we are?” She challenged him, she knew that would turn him on, there was no way it wouldn't.

“Then good for you two” he took another sip of alcohol “at least someone here will get some.”

“What if the three of us get some?” Rogue suggested taking Y/N’s hand in hers, the second girl just nodded, a new wave of arousal flooded his nostrils.

“Yes, Logan…” Y/N purred seductively “We all know about, you know… Jean, so we just wanted to make you feel better.”

He groaned. He didn't want to talk about it, besides, ever since he spotted the two of them there, Jean was the last thing that crossed his mind. Besides, he wanted them stopping the tease; didn't they realize how dangerous that game was? They can't just walk into a bar and offer the Wolverine a threesome, because if the animal wants it, it'll get it, and you can be sure his animal was eager to be unleashed.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me” He mocked; he was sure they were just joking around, even though he could already feel his pants tightening. “Why don't you girls get the fuck outta her before one of those rednecks start harassing you?”

“Why would we possibly fear anything if we have the big bad Wolverine to protect us?” Y/N raised her eyebrow at him “besides, it is not a joke, we want it if you want it”

“You two had way too many drinks, I suggest coming back to the mansion and calming down your asses.”

“Really Logan? Are you telling us you'd rather stay here drinking cheap alcohol and fighting other guys instead of having fun with us?” it was Rogue’s turn to tease.

“The invitation is tempting, but you are just two annoying kids, besides, I don't think you have the guts to go through your offer…” He knew it was a dangerous game, but if they could tease, so could he.

“Well sugar, then I'll tell you how we first started our little play, and you can see for yourself if we are just ‘two annoying kids’” Marie looked at Y/N and both girls bit their lips at the memory.

Rogue had just arrived home after another night out. She was still feeling sad, disappointed and unattractive. After finding out how to control her power, the untouchable girl would finally be able to have a normal life, using her powers only when necessary. However, Bobby had to ruin everything; behind her back he started fucking however was available, using that disgusting ‘boys gonna be boys’ excuse. He cheated on her, he broke her heart, he made her fall in love with a guy that never existed. She'd never forgive him. Rogue wanted to get back at him, show him she didn't need his small dick for anything, she was The Rogue after all and she wouldn't be wimping inside of a bedroom over some jerk. She wanted to get her freedom, she wanted to touch and be touched like she had dreamed for years. Going out night after night didn't seem to solve the problem though, crowded places often revealed empty people. Marie was longing for physical contact but she wasn't desperate for it enough to just give herself to the first jerk who hit on her. At that point she had gotten used to being hugged and touching other people’s skin with no gloves, thanks to her friends and Kurt, oh boy, that guy was a hugger! But especially Y/N. They had become quick friends when they started sharing the dorm, she was fun, sweet and offered Rogue to kick Bobby’s ass anytime. They got so close, the southern belle told her friend her real name, and there were only two people at that place who knew that; Logan and Y/N.

The days quickly became months and the girls got closer and closer; they used to have movie marathons late at night and it was common for them to fall asleep on the same bed, Y/N was the only one who didn't fear her mutation, people in general still didn't like to be around Rogue, always too afraid her skin would magically turn on again. She felt ungrateful for being a little upset, for someone who thought she would spend her entire life incapable of physical contact, what she had now was a blessing, but Marie still longed being touched in another way.

She was about to enter the room when her hand froze on the doorknob; small moans coming from inside. She knew her roommate was the one making those noises and an irrational fear Y/N was screwing someone in there made her instantly upset, she didn't know why… Was she jealous? She didn't think much of it, she just took a deep breath and entered the place, standing in there in shock at her view. Y/N was on her bed, naked and humping her own pillow. The way the girl moved her hips against it while her beautiful breasts bounced shot a spike of arousal directly to Rogue’s core. She's never been that turned on before and soon enough both girls were making out and touching each other, bringing one another to the most intense orgasms they had ever felt.

Logan had to prevent himself from groaning; the account of facts Rogue was giving him made him rock hard. He could picture every single word she said, he felt like someone had set him on fire, the Wolverine howled just like the animal he was, while those two little teasers were now kissing in front of him. He wasn't going to resist, and he didn't even want to, he gripped both of them by the arm and pulled them against him.

"Are we really doing this?”

They just giggled as they pressed their breasts against his strong, well-built chest.

"You both know once we start this, there's no turning back” he warned them “are you two sure?”

As an answer the girls leaned forward and kissed him at the same time, involving him on a triple kiss.

-X-

            They didn't take long to find a motel, they needed a room desperately and luckily finding one that looked reasonable was rather quick. When they finally got inside, the three of them removed their coats. Logan decided to take a quick shower in order to get rid of the dry blood and sweat from the early fight, the girls stayed in bed, deciding to warm things up for their Wolverine.

When the feral man left the bathroom he had only a towel wrapped around him, and his two pussycats eagerly waiting for him, wearing nothing but small sexy lingeries. They smiled at him, as an invitation to join in, he wrapped each arm around one of them and pulled them for another triple kiss; Gosh, those were just amazing. He loved the way their lips felt against his and their tongues swirling around each other's, his strong hands caressing their soft skin as the girls gripped each other’s breasts softly.

"What are the rules?” He broke the kiss and questioned, to make sure none of them would cross their limits or become uncomfortable. Y/N laid her hand on his chest and pushed him onto the mattress.

“The rules are: anything our Wolverine wants…”

She removed the towel and straddle him, grinding against his bare manhood while Rogue did the same on his thigh. The white stripe-haired girl kissed the other girl’s neck as she unhooked her bra, exposing Y/N’s breasts. Marie caressed them and played with the second mutant’s nipples.

“Nothing makes Y/N wetter than me suckling on her tits…” She said increasing the pace and making Logan growl.

“Anything the Wolverine wants?” He raised his eyebrow at them and they nodded. “Then I want to see you playing with each other.” He commanded as they turned to one another again and started a hot make out session; Bras and panties were soon forgotten as they eagerly licked and played with each other’s nipples. Their moans sounded better than the finest kind of music the feral mutant could ever think of. The sight of their glistening pussies dripping arousal was making his cock twitch, but when Rogue straddled Y/N and the girls quickly started tribbing Logan let out a moan as well. They rubbed their clits together making a wet mess around themselves, the only noise that could be heard in the room were their moans and the dirty, obscene even, sound their soaked cunt produced when encountered the other. Wolverine had pre cum leaking out of his tip like a waterfall, he didn't want to jerk off to that, he wanted his girls to do it, after all, that night was about anything the wolf wanted but he couldn't find strength to interrupt them, the sight he had just before his eyes was sexy, beautiful and exciting. He's had many threesome before, he lived long enough to try out pretty much anything one could think of, but none of his experiences involved his Rogue and his Y/N. They were different from anyone else, different even from Jean. Those two girls were able to unleash and tame the animal at the same time, as well as comfort the man. Luckily they decided to give him some attention, they didn't want to cum just yet, they were literally at his feet, crawling towards him as their velvet mouths ghost kissed his thighs stopping mere inches from his throbbing length. They winked at each other as both tongues quickly lapped around his juices. A moan escaping him. Rogue massaged his balls and Y/N teased his tip mercilessly. A tight grip on both girls’ hair. They took turns between the blowjob, wetting and sucking all his cock, their tongues encountering each other as they kissed while having Logan in their mouths. He felt a strong feeling building inside of him just like a burning sensation and he soon climaxed with roar, shooting his hot seed right into their mouths. Y/N made sure to lick his cum that was now dripping down Marie’s chin as they kissed, tasting and swallowing Logan on each other’s lips.

The Wolverine could see his little dolls more and more aroused, still being hungry himself, he made them lie down and spread their legs for him. He used both hands to pleasure his girls, they were soaked and so ready for him, but he still wanted to play. He rubbed their clits and entered them with his fingers, making sure their tight little pussies could fit him. He also sank his face onto their core, one at a time, he tasted their juices, sucked their clits and devoured them. They were just delicious and he knew he would only be satisfied when he had all of them.

Logan laid on his back once again, making both of them straddle him; Rogue straddled his face and Y/N straddled his cock, always facing each other.

“I want you to fuck yourselves on me, while you make out”

He commanded as he first helped Y/N sink onto his hard length. She was so tight he was sure he could've orgasmed right there, but he managed to control himself. Her wetness made easier for him to slide inside of her, as she stood still trying to get used to his size, he lowered down Marie onto his face. Her dripping, juicy pussy all for him to eat out, while his sweet loving Y/N was all his to fuck. When the girls were ready, Logan managed to start moving as well, he thrusted his hips towards Y/N’s while his tongue explored Rogue’s womanhood; he suckled at her clit as his hand slapped her ass. He would definitely spank the two of them later; Y/N was grinding against him, her sweet cunt almost milking him, as she finally picked up a good pace to ride him. Tongue-fucking Marie, going deep inside of her delicious spot, he felt in heaven. The girls kissed each other in between moans and whimpers; Having Logan all for themselves was great. Rogue was the first one to cum, her orgasm being wet and loud, cumming hard and panting as the hungry wolf eat her pussy mercilessly. It was better than anything she had ever fantasized about, and the only thing she could think of next, was how it would feel to be eaten again by him and Y/N at the same time. The second mutant girl rode Logan with all the excitement she had, he was big and thick and she could feel herself clenching around him. Marie helped her keep her pace by spanking her ass whenever she seemed to slow down a little. She had a messy orgasm around Logan, wetting him with her cum while she milked him dry as the feral man shot his hot wet juices into her.

He wanted more, he craved more of them. That experience was nothing but fantastic, but he knew the girls didn't have a healing factor like he did. He decided to let them rest, embracing each of them with one arm as they rested their heads on his chest. He caressed their smooth soft skin as they sighed and panted, not once while he had his two darlings in his arms the thought of Jean. He felt like nothing else existed but the three of them, and for once that made The Wolverine really happy.