For F/O February Day 4- First Date, a Cable Imagine
-Cable would be the one to ask you out. He may be from the future but he’s an old fashioned romantic at heart. The only thing that would give it away as a request to take you out for a drive- but romantically- would be his distinct inability to make eye contact and a faint flush across his weathered cheeks.
-(You two had previously been known to eat meals and have coffee breaks together- Cable likes black coffee with none of that extra shit- little excerpts of domestic peace where you fell in love with the grizzled older man, listening intently as he opened up about his past life and relishing in developing a comfortable rapport as you became an affectionate target of his acrid sense of humour. )
-His idea of a first date outfit is just having freshly laundered clothes, but you don’t mind at all. He smells clean but heady, like soap and a uniquely masculine scent. However you choose to dress, he greets you with a low murmured “You look beautiful darlin’” and wonders how he got a pretty little thing like you all to himself.
-Your first date takes place at a local lookout, in the bed of his pick up truck. Simple and sweet. It’s more about being alone with you, and being able to take each other in somewhere quiet. The two of you go about constructing a nest of blankets and throw pillows borrowed from the X-Mansion and it tickles you to observe Cable doing something so domestic. He carefully considers how to set the cushions against each other so that you’re as comfortable as possible. Cable’s a natural at creating homes, you muse.
-He would duck into the inside of the truck and emerge with cans of beer for the both of you, before plunking himself next to you and stretching out his legs. You’re both still a little hesitant to be any more physically intimate yet, but are happy to be in each other’s company and able to focus purely on each other. You honestly can’t tell if it’s the alcohol or seeing him so at peace, faint smile quirking his lips as he listens to you babble that’s making you warm and glowy.
-During the few hours you spend there, you would chat quietly with Cable, even coaxing a few chuckles and wide, dimpled smiles out of him. You love the way his eyes crinkle, sincere contentment folding his features. You mentally save the image, vowing to keep it safe in your memories. You already knew him pretty well already, so it’s these new, little, mundane moments shared between you, as a couple that you really treasure. Knowing he feels at ease enough in your presence to let some of his gruff façade dissolve and just be makes your chest swell.
-On the drive back, you listen to the radio through the old stereo speakers- the sound crackling and warm. You hold your breath unknowingly as you reach for his free hand with one of your own. His hand is hot and rough, palm thick with muscle but they encase your own with a careful tenderness, despite their strength. He glances at you in the passenger seat, deep brown eyes shining softly. And he squeezes your hand, a silent thank you and a promise to build a life with you filled with many more memories just like this one.
You and Cable are both from the future, both of you came back for the same reason, but have different views on what to do.
A/N – Child death.
Characters – Cable x Reader, Deadpool
Word Count – 991
‘Deadpool?’ You asked as you looked at a man, who was sitting at the bar, he and the bartender were talking animatedly, as the bartender glanced at you. You suddenly felt small, being in this place, never having been accustomed to this life.
‘Sorry, Wade Wilson.’ You said, he looked at you before looking at his friend behind the bar. You took a seat on one of the barstools before swallowing.
‘Yes, who’s asking?’ He questioned, you smiled slightly.
‘Y/N.’ You said, he nodded his head before looking away from you.
‘I need your help.’ You told him, he turned around fully in the chair and looked at you, only then did you see the extent of what he had wet through.
‘With what?’ He asked, his eyes looking over you and the clothes you managed to change into.
‘The boy that got arrested at the mutant home.’ You said, he looked at you and nodded slowly.
‘Well someone is going to kill him.’ You informed him, both their eyes widened.
‘Who?’ He asked.
‘He goes by Cable.’ You said making eye contact with him.
‘Why are you doing this?’ Cable asked you, stopping what he was doing since you stood in front of Russell, who’s fists were glowing amber.
‘He’s a kid.’ You told him, his brows lowered as he glared past you.
‘He killed ours.’ Cable said, you froze up for a second as everyone turned and looked at the pair of you, shocked that the two of you were together. You looked back at Russell as he watched the two of you.
‘You don’t think I know that?’ You asked him, his hard face fell allowing you to see the softer side of him, before lowering his weapon slightly along with his head.
‘I’m sorry.’ He said, you shook your head. Cable looked back up at you.
‘I’ll accept it when you decide not to kill him.’ You warned him, he tensed up and glared at Russell behind you before focussing on you.
‘You know I can’t do that.’ He said.
‘Well then we’re on opposite sides then.’ You said.
‘Y/N-‘ He started but you shook your head.
‘No, don’t.’ You said, pointing a finger at him.
‘I am not letting another kid die, not under my watch.’ You said, and you felt anger radiate through your veins.
‘Well something has to happen.’ He growled.
‘And it will.’ You said, he snarled at you and you shook your head, letting him know that it didn’t affect you. He sighed before placing the gun back into the ‘fanny pack’, before jumping out the vehicle and stomping away.
‘So you’re telling me, that Mr Grumpy and miss sunshine got married?’ Wade asked, you turned to him and glared, he saw that you weren’t as sunny as he thought you were.
‘Okay.’ He drawed out, raising his hands up as he stepped away.
‘What did I do?’ Russell asked, as he took a seat in front of you, now in some decent clothes. You looked up at him ad smiled sadly, looking at the photo you held in your hands, running your finger over your daughter’s face.
‘You killed the man that was torturing you.’ You told him.
‘And got a taste for killing people that didn’t like mutants.’ You continued to tell him.
‘Me and my daughter, Eva, we were going to my work when there was an explosion.’ You said.
‘We were both flung up in the air, but when I came to everything was chaos.’ You said, your voice cracking, you sat up straighter and cleared your throat.
‘Nathan made himself known, just as you were leaving the building and blames you for her death.’ You told him, you watched as he slouched lower.
‘I did kill her, though didn’t I?’ He asked, you looked up at him and shrugged, your eyes watery.
‘We don’t know.’ You told him, he looked at you
‘Yes, she was burnt, badly burnt.’ You said, a tear escaping, and it didn’t get a change to run down your cheek as you wiped it away quickly.
‘But, we don’t know what caused the explosion.’ You told him.
‘Why is Cable blaming me?’ Russell asked, you looked up at him.
‘You had been on the news earlier in the week, and you were the first face that didn’t looked panicked.’ You told him truthfully, remembering the day.
‘So, how can we stop me?’ He asked, you reached forward and took a hold of his hand giving it a squeeze.
‘I don’t know?’
‘Nathan.’ You said, you wrapped the cardigan you were wearing around you as you looked at him sleepily.
‘What did you do with him?’ He asked gruffly.
‘With who?’ You asked, Nathan looked at your bare face. You had removed all the makeup you normally wore, and you looked tired.
‘Russell.’ He said sifter.
‘Talked to him why?’ You asked. He swallowed and watched you for some time, before you had enough.
‘Why Nathan?’ You asked him, he reached to his side and brung out the teddy bear that was attached to his hip. You looked at it and noticed that it wasn’t charred anymore, you reached out and took it from his hand and ran your fingers over the soft material.
‘Our baby’s okay?’ You asked looking up at him with watery eyes. He nodded.
‘My baby’s back.’ You said.
‘We can go back.’ You said as you looked up at him, he nodded at you.
‘Why’s he here?’ Deadpool as behind you, you turned and looked at Wade with teary eyes, you lifted the bear.
‘She’s alive.’ You said, as a tear feel that you didn’t bother getting rid of.
‘Russell changed.’ Deadpool said, you nodded and took a step back to Nathan.
‘We need to get back.’ You said, he nodded and smiled.
‘Have fun Mr, Grumpy and Miss Sunshine.’ He said, you smiled widely before you he disappeared.
Synopsis: At a wedding held on the grounds of the X-Men mansion, Wade coerces you and Nathan into a dance. Things get steamy.
Notes: Smut smut smuuut, I love Cable and am infinitely thirsty for my metal daddy. Hope you enjoy this! Features Wade x Colossus and Negasonic x Yukio.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Ellen Phimister and Yukio Kutsuna."
Wade leans over to you, dabbing at his eyes. "I think I'm gonna cry." Beating him to the punch, Colossus blows his nose beside him, blaring like a foghorn. You were also incredibly happy-- two of the most gifted mutants at the x-men mansion, Negasonic Warhead and Yukio were getting married, now that they had graduated from the school and were 22 years old.
"They are a little young, I must admit," Colossus mentions, "But whenever they look at one another, their eyes fill with sunshine..." He sniffles, and you pass him another tissue as he sobs softly into it, "Their journey into love is only just beginning." Wade pats his shoulder, and sighs.
"What a beautiful day for a wedding. Sun's out, nobody I hate severely is here, there's no shitty criminals to fucking obliterate, the local petting zoo just got a litter of baby alpacas so there's that--"
"Hey! Asshole!" Neg shouts into the crowd, turning away from her soon to be wife, "Can you shut the fuck up for a second so I can get married?!"
Yukio giggles, and Wade waves. "I'm so proud of you sweetie!"
"As am I," Colossus nods, and Neg just rolls her eyes, ignoring them. You're half listening to Wade ranting about alpacas as your eyes drift a few rows up, to where Nathan's sitting. Nathan Summers, or Cable, had moved into the mansion a few years ago after accompanying Wade and the group back after a mission. They had come back with a kid named Russell, who was now an enthusiastic student here at the mansion.
Nathan, while a significant number of years your superior, was in Wade's inner circle, which is how you had come to get to know him. He was a gruff guy at first, but after a little time together, he had shown his vulnerabilities, his soft side, and best of all-- his sense of humour, one that closely resembled Wade's. Over the course of fighting on missions together, sharing close quarters on the way to them, chatting, living in the same mansion, you had come to appreciate not only his sensitivity, but his good looks.
If you were being honest with yourself, you would have fucked Cable years ago. His rippling muscles, strong jaw, sexy silver and black hair, all contributed to the many nights you had spent awake and horny. Wade had dropped in one night while you had been having a little "me" time, whispering Cable's name. Wade was the least opportune person to have done that.
"(y/n) I was going over your super suit, and I was thinking about the functionality. I came to the conclusion that it's fucking usel-- oh. Oh, I see. Masturbation night, is it?"
"Wade, get the fuck out."
"Was that Cable's name you were whispering just now?"
"No!"
"Well dick me down and call me Henry, you're horny for Cable."
"Wade, I swear to god--"
"His penis is half metal, you know!"
"Jesus C--"
"Actually that was a vicious lie, it's 10 inches of solid man meat, (y/n), you're gonna love it--"
You and Wade went way back. Despite his annoying personality and testing mouth, you two used to be a close couple. When you had split, there had been no hard feelings between the two of you-- Wade may be a lot of things, but you had to give credit where it's due. He was incredibly respectful, never crossing any boundaries or throwing himself at your feet to take him back. You had remained great friends... and Wade had never forgotten your damn crush on Nathan Summers.
Suddenly, there's an uproar of applause, and you come out of your dream state, clapping along. The two young women kiss at the front, and soon, the reception begins.
The newlyweds approach, and Wade waves. "Hi Yukio."
"Hi Wade!"
You hug the two, and smile. "That was a beautiful service, guys. I'm so happy for you." They smile in thanks, and Wade pinches Neg's cheek. She begrudgingly allows it, just this once.
As Colossus talks to both of them about their plans for living arrangements, Wade turns to you, and catches your eye. He tilts his head, and you raise your eyebrows at him in question. He jerks his head to the right, where you follow his gaze over to Nathan, who's slicking back his hair casually by the refreshments table. You look back to your ex, who's delightedly fanning himself as if to express how fucking hot Nathan looks today. Like you needed him to tell you that.
The reception begins to really take off once the music starts. They hired a really good DJ, and everyone's out and mingling under the tents set up on the green courtyards of the mansion. You stand by a table, taking in the scene.
"So. Some wedding, huh?" You look beside you, and see Nathan standing there. He hands you a drink, and you accept it with a lopsided smile.
"Oh yeah. They're a cute couple."
"Seriously, they are." You chance a glance up at him, and bite your lip. He really does look good today, especially squinting from the sun. Nathan looks down at you, and smiles slightly. "You look really nice, (y/n)."
"I do?" you smirk, "Well that's a confidence booster."
"You always look good." You take a sharp breath at this, and Nathan obviously realizes what he said, opening his mouth and stammering. "I, uh... sorry, that was--"
Saving him from a shy and awkward moment, the mic is commandeered at the front of the tent.
"Afternoon, everyone. I will be taking over as your DJ for the rest of this event-- I ran the other guy through with the cake knife and dumped his stab-riddled body into the fountain!" Wade laughs loudly, and when no one joins in, he nods. "Okay. Tough crowd. I didn't actually kill him, he's just out cold. Very cold. I put him in the meat freezer, yeah."
Nathan groans, and you chuckle into your fist.
"Anywho, I really just wanted an excuse to play this early 2000s hit that pre-teens used as their rebellious I'm Listening To A Song About Sex song, a song that is guaran-fucking-teed to bring together two people who should definitely use this opportunity to screw each other's brains out-- you know who you are-- "Tonight I'm Fucking You" by Enrique Inglesias." As you debate whether or not he's talking about you, Colossus walks over, whispering something in his ear. "Excuse me, I was just informed by my meddling-- metal-ling, hah, puns-- boyfriend that I really shouldn't say fucking at a wedding, so this next song is called Tonight, I will be making Sweet, Sweet Love To You, which I think is beautiful." Colossus gives a smile and a small nod of approval, and Wade starts the music.
You wait for a 'god, I hate this song' out of Nathan, but surprisingly, he stays silent. He even begins tapping his hand against his thigh, and smiles a little, unable to resist.
"Good song," you comment.
"Yeah." After a few bars of music, he turns. "What the hell. Care to dance?"
You're surprised, but relieved. You had been debating asking him as well. He takes you out to the middle of the reception floor through the other couples, and Neg and Yukio watch you two start to dance together, giving you approving looks.
"It is getting hot and heavy on the dance floor folks, the pheromones are raging, you can SMELL the SEX!" Wade commentates, and you look over, making a slicing motion. He holds his hands up in assurance, and nods, placing the mic down.
"I didn't know you could dance this well," you smirk, dancing over close to Nathan.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me."
"Oh yeah?" you tease, "Like what?"
"Like... I used to be a soldier in my time, my favourite colour is forest green, and my favourite movie is Crazy Stupid Love."
"Three years I've been living with you, and I don't even know your favourite movie?" you gasp, "Where have I been?"
"Where have you been?" he asks, playful smile on his lips as his eyes rake over your body, and your breath leaves your lungs.
Here's a situation, been through every nation, nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do
You know my motivation, given my reputation, please excuse me I don't mean to be rude
But tonight I'm fucking you
Nathan takes your arms, and pulls you close to him, encouraging you to grind. You do, face inches apart, and he suddenly spins you so that he's behind you. You can feel him against your ass, his hard on pressing into you. You grind down against it, and you hear him grunt softly.
You turn back around, looping his arms around your waist as you loop yours around his neck. He's absolutely enthralled by your eyes, but as the next verse of the song starts, you dance away from him, swinging your hips. He blinks, biting his lips and undressing you with his eyes. Who knew a wedding reception could make two people so horny?
As the next chorus plays and the rap begins, things are getting fun. When Ludacris says, “You got that body that make me wanna get up on the floor just to see you dance,” Nathan looks you up and down with a suggestive smirk. During the next line, 'I love the way you shake that ass, turn around and lemme see them pants,' you point both fingers at Nathan, who turns around and shakes his ass for you. You both giggle, and as the last chorus plays, he picks you up, your legs hooking around his torso as he supports you. You look into his eyes and down at his lips, his hot breath on your face. You can still feel him, hard in his pants, and one hand on your back is reaching further and further down...
The song ends, leaving you two breathless and a little dazed at what just transpired. Finally, the culmination of three years of sexual tension, and all from a stupid old song. Wade comes back on the mic.
"Well! My, my, steamy. It is a wedding, so it'd be a bit of a disappointment if the married couple are the only ones that fuck tonight." Colossus slams a hand into his forehead, and Wade gasps softly. "Oh, did I do it again? Baby, I'm sorry." He turns back, and sees you two finally together, sighing happily. "Isn't it funny that I've fucked both of you guys? You're both bombshells in bed, sparks are gonna fly tonight."
"I never fucked you," Nathan frowns.
"Oh stoppit, you silver fox you."
"I never want to fuck you either."
"Look at my dirty, naughty little ex lover, so lovestruck with (y/n) that he doesn't even know what he's saying."
Nathan gives Wade the middle finger and blows a kiss to him with it as he takes your hand, and Wade makes a show of catching it. Nathan then pulls you to the side, and catches his breath. "(y/n). All that..." You wait for him to disregard it all, and hold your breath. "...do you want that?"
You look up at him. "You mean... do I want you?"
You swear you see a blush on his face, and he nods slowly. "Because it's fine if that was just for fun, I totally understand..."
"You think I'd lead you on like that?" You smirk, pulling his face down to your level. "Nathan, look at me." He does, nervously. "I've wanted you since you stepped foot in the mansion all those years ago. Now fuck me like you mean it." His eyes widen, and he takes you by the hand, leading you away from the tents.
"And away they go, it's copulating time!" Wade grins, and Colossus finally takes the mic with a scowl, shooing him away and urging him to go wake up that poor DJ.
"Forgive my boyfriend, he has a little attitude."
"That's a big fucking attitude to you!" Wade calls.
"Now that that lovely song is finished, I will bring this back to what today is all about... the brides, Ellie and Yukio." As Colossus gives a weepy speech about watching Neg grow from a plucky young warhead into a blossoming woman, you hurry inside the mansion with Nathan, who looks ready to rip your clothes off with his teeth.
You finally get to his room, and topple back onto his forest green bedsheets.
"All this time..." he breathes against your skin, "I could've been making you scream for me... and I didn't even know you wanted me back." You moan, toes curling as he pulls up your dress and massages your thighs open. "Did you think about this?" You nod feverishly as he continues. "Did you think about all the dirty shit I'd do to you once I found out how badly you wanted my cock?"
"Oh god," you gasp, pussy already aching for him, "It's all I thought of when I was around you. It was unbearable. You made me touch myself, dream about you..."
"Really," he hums, deep voice sending chills through you. "Go ahead then, sweetheart. Touch yourself." Your breath hitches, and you watch his gaze fall down to your panties, which are soaked through. He can tell, and he nods to them, so you slide them down, and dip a single finger in.
"Go ahead, be generous," he muses, watching closely, "I know you want more. Go on." A smile spreads as you add two more fingers, and begin to work them in and out, stretching and curving them inside of you as you imagine it's Nathan's cock. "Nice," he comments, beginning to take off his pants, "So nice."
You can't help it. You take your hand out, and crawl over to him, finishing his zipper and pulling his pants down. You then take down his boxers, and stare hungrily down at his hard cock, which he's since tucked up against his stomach. "You want it?" he asks, brushing some hair from your face. You nod, licking your lips. "It's all yours."
You breathe out shakily, and waste no time in ducking down, bringing your lips down over him and sucking. He groans, threading his rough fingers through your hair and softly stroking your scalp as you suck and lick the underside of his dick.
"That's gorgeous, (y/n)... everything I fuckin dreamed you'd be..." He gets that little blush again after admitting he'd been dreaming about you, but you just smile and keep deep throating him, holding his hips. As you work him, he brings his hands down to your legs, and parts them, starting to rub your clit. You moan around him, and his breath increases.
"Yeah," he mumbles, and you feel him insert two fingers into your cunt, pumping them in with purpose. He seems to know all the right spots-- soon, you're shaking and begging to come. He adds one more finger and sits you up a little more, sliding even deeper, and you suddenly come hard, moaning his name. He nudges you off his cock, and lays you down flat. He lifts your leg up to hook around him, and stares down at your naked, heaving body with an almost insecure gaze. "You're sure?"
"Very," you nod with an encouraging smile, and he smiles back, positioning himself and entering you. Your eyes roll back-- he's so big, Wade really didn't lie about it (though how exactly did he... no, not even gonna wonder.) "God, Nate, fuck me..."
He begins to pound a little harder, his balls slapping your ass as your moans grow more needy and loud. He brings the hand that isn't holding your leg up to your breast, and begins to roll it gently, taking his time to make you feel special. He kisses up your neck, across your collarbone, and finally his lips land on yours, gently kissing and pulling away, kissing and swiping his tongue across your bottom lip, repeating. His stubble scratches just right.
"Nathan, please... oh, daddy!"
Unphased by the name, he kisses you softly again. "I've got you, sweetheart," he mumbles against your lips, his strong arms encapsulating you, "Never let you go." You sigh, clutching onto his back and into his hair as you feel your second orgasm approach.
"I'm getting there," you breathe, and he nods, picking up his pace as he knows he can now. He begins to fuck you like he really means it, hammering into you so hard the bed begins to creak and hit the wall. Both of you become louder, until he's growling your name, eyes screwed shut and cock slamming you.
"O-open," you say, tilting his chin, "Open your eyes..." He does, and the intensity of your gazes and years of pent up sexual frustration releases in a single moment as you both pant each other's names and come. A few seconds go by, and he slumps on his forearms overtop of you, weight threatening to give out. He then rolls over, and you lay there too, both of you staring up at the ceiling.
"Do you want to--"
"Can I--?"
You both laugh, and just sort of fit yourselves together to snuggle, his arm wrapping around your body to keep you close.
"That was really fucking hot," you breathe, "Whew."
You giggle into his chest. "Sexy enough for round two?"
"Hell yes." He kisses you, feeling a hand up your ass, and pulls away when he sees your pensive expression. "What is it?"
You feign a sigh, and look toward the window, where the sun is setting on the perfect wedding day. "I'm just a little disappointed is all."
"What?" he sits up a little, worriedly looking at you. "Was it something I did? We can work on getting it right, what's--"
"No," you interrupt, "No no, the sex was amazing, I just thought your dick was gonna be half metal. Would've been quite the sight."
Nathan stares at you, and narrows his eyes with a menacing smile. "Wade told you that, didn't he?"
"Oh yes he did."
"That yappy fuck--" You roll over to straddle him, and cup his face as you kiss him into silence.
The next day, you two are walking around the mansion together.
“So, did you two sugarbears fuck?”
You both roll your eyes, and turn to see Wade sitting on the couch next to his boyfriend with his face buried in a newspaper.
“That is a very personal question,” Colossus whispers.
“Hey Wade,” Nathan interrupts, and Wade looks up, expecting a “fuck you” or a glare, but Nathan just gives a gentle smile. “As a matter of fact, we did.” He winks at you, and you grin at Wade and fan yourself as Nate takes your hand in his.
Based on a hot headcanon sent in to me💦: Sneaking off during a mission in the tropics to fuck Cable on the beach. He claims to hate the beach but LOVES the idea of fucking you there.
(bless that gif I love using it)
Wade is driving the red sports car that peels down the road by the ocean, going 200 in an 80 zone. None of you really cared about the speed-- you were all crazy one way or another. It was pretty much a requirement for this team. Also, Domino would luckily escape any crash, you were sitting next to her, Wade of course couldn't die, and Cable had a death wish since finding out this mission was in the tropics.
"Tell me again why we've gotta do this at the fucking beach?" the older mutant asks Wade.
"Look around, grumpypants. We're on an island."
You snicker from where you’re resting against Nathan’s shoulder, but your boyfriend gives you a look. You shrug, and he glares out the window at all the sand.
"There's so much sand."
"There sure is, Anakin Skywalker! And you're gonna love it." Cable just grumbles in response, as Domino pops a bubble from the watermelon gum she's chewing.
"I for one, am excited. I brought my bathing suit, my travel margarita shaker, some tequila, and a sign from my old dorm that says 'don't flirt with me, I'm napping.'"
"You don't need the sign," you mention to the lucky hero, "I can just glare at all the approaching men for you."
"Or I could glare at them," Wade says.
"Bold of you to assume you're invited," Domino says, and Wade suddenly swerves around a bend, inches away from driving into the sea.
"When did that turn get there?" he blurts, "God, where's Dopinder when ya need him?"
"You drown us all in Mexico you dumb cunt, I'll resurrect myself and choke you to death," Cable growls.
"Sorry daddy, not this week. I was beheaded three days ago, a little tender."
"Okay," Cable smiles, "How do you feel about me ripping your dick off and shoving it down your throat? Kinky enough for you, handsome?"
"What a fun trip this is!" Wade grits out, "What a fun, happy trip!"
You eventually get to the scene where you've anticipated the drug lords to be. Wade parks the getaway car in the brush, so as not to be noticed-- X-Force was denied any invisibility technology by the X-Men when Wade had tried to steal it.
"Look alive people," the merc says, slipping on his red mask and taking his kitanas out of their scabbards, "We're hunting a lady named Blitz. She's got half the universe's heroin in the palm of her hand, and while I sure have a soft spot for heroin, she's been dabbling in child labour. Not fucking cool."
You all nod, and split up. Wade climbs up to the extravagant mansion that overlooks the water, Domino circling the back and covering the balcony escape route. You and Cable cover the ground behind the mansion, which is just a few paces from a private beach.
"Aw, look!" you smile, "They have their own little beach! That's so cute."
"Mhmm," Cable grunts, looking at the beach. You frown at how intensely he's gazing at it.
"Do you really hate beaches that much?" you scoff, grinning, "I mean, they're not that bad! I imagine the water might rust you a bit, Tin Man, but for the rest of us, it's not too--"
"Shh," he says, and grabs your arm. You stammer his name, but he just walks you with purpose away from the mansion, and down the pathway through some palm trees down to the beach.
"Why are we here?" you demand, "We have to watch their back."
"They can watch each other's backs, they're fine."
"But..." you protest still, "X-Force!" You make the X on your chest playfully, and Cable all but tackles you to the ground. You moan, sliding your legs up his back. "Why are you so fucking frisky, Nate?"
"I don't know," he murmurs into your neck, "You're just lookin' so damn good right now... I had to."
"Mmm," you bite your lip and laugh, "Maybe the tropics do agree with you." Your smile is infectious, and he grins too, beginning to paw at your uniform. You oblige him by unzipping it. He uses his metal arm to keep your hands above your head, then when he's sure they'll stay there, moves it down to roll your breast in his hand. The cool metal makes you shiver despite the sun, and he hums low in his throat.
"You're so sexy," he whispers against your skin, and sucks the other breast into his mouth, running his tongue along the nipple. A chorus of machine guns riddle bullets off in the distance.
"Make it quick, so we actually have a team to get back to," you look behind you, and Cable cups your face, pulling you back to look at him.
"Gotta see you, or I won't come."
You giggle. "You're so romantic!"
Hooking your legs over his shoulders, Cable positions himself at your entrance, and begins to thrust into you, groaning your name. "(y/n)... fuck, I love you so much..."
"Love you too... mmm, oh god, that's good..." You suddenly smirk up at him. "Wanna make this even more interesting?"
"More interesting than fucking on the beach?" he smirks back. "What've you got?"
You take his metal arm, and bring it to your neck, encouraging him to close his fingers around it. His eyes widen a little, but you give a little nod. Back before and around the time that you two had become a couple, Nathan was insecure about his metal attributes. He was convinced he was less than a man, and that on top of his age, was less reason for you to date him.
That went out the window when you expressed how much his metal body parts turned you on. Now, you both try to use it during sex as much as you can, and it really gets him (and you) off twice as hard.
He tightens his grip, and you moan loudly. He covers your mouth with his, but you just roll your eyes after the kiss.
"They can't hear us over the sound of bullets and screaming," you assure, and Nathan realizes you're right as he hears Deadpool's shout of "MOTHERFUCKER!! BOTH OF THEM?!" back around the mansion.
"Come on," he whispers in your ear, pushing into you hard and fast, "I need you to come for me, sweetheart. That's it... that's daddy's girl..."
You mewl at the name, digging your heels into his back. "Choke me harder, daddy," you rasp out, and he licks his lips.
"Only a little, babygirl. Can't have you passing out on me."
You feel his hand tighten, and your orgasm approaches fast as you think of how big he is, how strong he is holding you here, on a beach in the middle of the tropics, fucking you.
"Yes... oh god, Nathan, daddy, right there!" you gasp, and he grunts, groaning your name as he comes deep inside of you. You come at the same time, as watching his face while he orgasms always tips you over. His nose always scrunches up as his mouth opens and his mechanical eye glows extra bright.
His silver hair hangs in his face as he places a kiss to each breast, and ties your uniform back up. You help him with his pants, and he stands you up. "Think we missed the action?" you ask him as you two stumble back to the drug lord's mansion.
"I don't hear anymore bullets... so yeah," Nathan admits, somewhat guiltily. BAM. One more bullet, and a henchman falls at your feet from a tree above as Domino jumps down.
"Oh hey, you two!" Wade says, smiling and walking over, "Guess what! There's no FUCK in team!" He nods. "Yeah. Because Cable couldn't keep it in his pants for fifteen fucking minutes, I got both my arms ripped off. Do you know how ridiculous my tan is going to look now?"
"I'll help you tan that pizza body of yours," Domino says.
"What the ass are you going do, move the sun to my advantage with your good luck?" She shrugs, and you hop into Nathan's arms, him supporting you with a smug smile on his face.
"We've gotta do that more often during missions, babe," you tease, biting his earlobe playfully, "You were super charged."
Once again, Wade interrupts your moment. "How did you even pull it off, without getting sand all over your balls and or vagina?"
"We managed," Cable nods.
"God, I wish Vanessa was here," Wade mutters dejectedly, "She'd totally be up for some kinky beach sex." He follows at the back of everyone. "Someone else has to drive! I'm good with my feet, but that extends only to footjobs."
Cable rolls his eyes, and kisses your cheek as he lets you down. "I'll drive."
"Nope," Wade cuts in, "last mission you drove on the California Highway you got road head from (y/n) while we all pretended we were doing something else and not watching. Spoiler alert, I was watching."
"I'll drive," Domino cuts in, and winks at you. "Feel free to take advantage of the backseat."
Hello y’all! So I’ve been asked quite a few times if I have a masterlist, so I figured I’d better get on that. I’ll reblog this with new additions everytime I put out a new fic :)
Ok, I have a Cable request cuz I have no shame. Imagine Cable reading an erotic novel to you in bed. Like your quietly reading a book in bed when he notices you getting flustered and takes it from you. Cuz you know we want to hear that gravely voice say a lot of filthy things lol
And like you know those reading glasses Josh puts on in interviews sometimes??? You KNOW Cable would have them too.
He’d be reading his own book on his side of the bed, and he’d just chance a glance over. He wouldn’t even be surprised, shocked, or embarrassed; just a little miffed, and jealous of… a book???
He would read over your shoulder. “And then, the professor’s hand came down over the student’s ass, leaving a red hand print. Fuck me, please, she said, and–”
“What are you doing?” you would giggle, pretending not to be turned on by his deep voice reciting the hottest part.
“Giving you a dramatic interpretation of your recreational reading."
"I’m just getting ideas,” you would tease, rolling over and straddling him. He would grumble a bit about wanting an early night’s sleep, until you stretch out, presenting your ass to him for spanking.
His book, your book, and those cute reading glasses would be off the scene faster than a shot.
