That ethereal yaoi hits different
I hope they got a chance to… ya know…. Before….
the great and noble antechinus
a loganpool fic which you can read here
“You,” Logan answers, “taste like shit.” He spits the rest of Wade’s blood out the window to his right, as if to further make his point. “That’d be the cancer, jackass.” The still healing hole in his neck whistles with a chuckle. “Guess they don’t got sensitivity training where you’re from, either.” Logan hums, amused, despite himself. He shifts his weight; only then does the warm and hard sensation tented across his knee make itself apparent. He doesn’t have to look at it to know it isn’t his--but he’s not that far behind, not now, with the implication of it. “You sick fuck.” It’s Logan who laughs this time, albeit dryly. “You’re gettin’ off from this.”
this is the only art marvel will EVER get from me. they fucked in that odyssey, nay, what they did in that car was gayer than fucking. heed the tags before you read i think i went insane with this one
I did a BBB version of that soup-erb comic