From across the hallway

Part 27

Missy picked up the steaming mug of coffee in her hands, taking a grateful sip.

She was stood in her tiny kitchenette, lilac robe shucked over her bare shoulders, staring into space.

Emily had woken up at the crack of dawn, as usual, crying out for her mother, needing to go to the bathroom.

Missy had blinked her eyes open, a little disoriented, to find Wade Wilson beside her, his strong arms wrapped around her naked form.

It hadn't taken them long last night...perhaps they had been asleep for about an hour, when fingertips had lazily found skin, and lips had found the other's in the darkness.

Missy had wanted him badly, and in the warmth of the bedsheets, feeling his tight form pressed against hers, she hadn't been able to stop herself....and neither had Wade.

Breathless moans and pleasurable gasps had filled the gloom filled bedroom. Both had come undone together, leaving both beaded with sweat and exhausted...

Missy smiled to herself, staring down into her coffee cup as she remembered it.

"How are my two ladies doin' this morning?" came a sudden voice from the living room, shaking Missy from her daydream.

She glanced up to see the merc, huge grin upon his tanned face, padding into the living room, wearing nothing but a pair of navy boxers.

Missy flushed instantly and lowered her mug.

It had been so long since she had been in any sort of relationship, so this was all new to her again.

"Hey," she uttered softly, her lips twitching up into a smile.

Wade approached her, looking happy.

"I don't think Chicken Little heard me," he said conversationally. "Too engrossed in her My Little Ponies."

Missy smirked up at Wade.

"Oh, she didn't?" she said, as Wade's hands slipped around her robed-waist. "Then I guess she'll have a nice surprise that you stayed over after all last night..."

The merc gave a chuckle and Missy's breath hitched in her throat as he leant forward and kissed her.

Taking step into her, the merc backed her up against the kitchen counter as Missy let out a laugh, pulling away from him for a moment, but Wade was unrelenting and captured her lips in his own again before she had a chance to speak.

"Why Waydee kisshin Mommy?" came a sudden voice from behind them that caused them to pull away after a moment or two.

Emily.

Missy turned to her tiny daughter and smiled, wrinkling her nose as she did so.

The toddler was stood in her fluffy white pyjamas that covered her toes, making her look like an oversized bunny rabbit.

She was peering up curiously between the two adults, her finger in her mouth.

She was obviously wondering wat they were up to?

But Wade gave a faux-sigh, grabbing Emily around the middle and sweeping her up into his strong arms.

"Why am I kissing your Mommy?" he asked the two-year old, as she pawed at his bare chest happily. "Well, because I think she is, not only super-duper gorgeous..."

He leant forward, placing a hand over his mouth surreptitiously.

"...but she let me share her amazingly comfy queen-sized bed too," he said in a carrying whisper, causing Missy to fold her arms and roll her eyes at the merc.

Emily let out a giggle, pressing her fingers to Wade's nose.

"Waydee shtay wif Mommy?" she asked, her little green eyes roving across Wade's long features.

The merc glanced Missy's way for a second, causing her blush to deepen. She turned away busying herself with pouring him a cup of coffee from the pot.

"Yup," he replied, snapping his jaws at the little girl, pretending to bite at Emily's little fingers with his teeth.

The toddler let out a squeal of delight and reached out for Missy, who instantly obliged her, plucking her out of Wade's arms.

"Come here baby," she said as the two-year old snuggled herself beneath Missy's chin, her green eyes on Wade's face. "Let's get you away from naughty Wadey..."

Wade took a step towards Missy, giving a wolfish grin.

"Ah ah ah, that's not what you were saying last night, yummy-mommy," he said in a goading voice. "If I remember correctly you were very much into 'naughty Wadey' and all the bad, bad things he was able to do for you..."

Missy could feel a heat growing inside her at the merc's closeness, his breath lingering on her neck.

She glanced up into his chocolate eyes, her lips parting slightly.

But that only lasted a second or two, before she tutted, turning away from him and picking up his mug of coffee and pressing it into his hands, shoving him gently away.

"Oh, I think Wadey can make his own breakfast this morning, don't you think, sweetie?" Missy asked the toddler in her arms, her tone teasing.

Emily gave a nod, smiling before turning back to the merc and poking her tongue out towards him causing Wade to burst into laughter.

He gave a sigh.

"Alright, a Wade Wilson pancake extravaganza coming up for my two favourite delectable ladies," he said lifting the coffee cup to his smirking lips, his eyes on Missy. "But promise me you won't get too hot under the collar when I serve you something hot and buttery, and dripping with maple syrup."

But Missy merely smirked back, taking a sip of her own coffee and wrinkling her nose.

"I'll try not to," she said teasingly, making to sashay past him, bumping him with her hip as she did so.

But she had barely moved a few feet across the kitchenette, when Wade grabbed her around the waist, turning her back to face him.

And with that, the mercenary pressed his lips to hers.

Emily who was still in her mother's arms between them, gazed up in awe at the pair of them, lips locked beside her.

What neither of them noticed was for the two year old two give a wide happily smile and a laugh before pressing her own kiss to Wade's cheek first then Missy's.

"Emlee luv Waydee an' Mommy," she said excitedly. "Yesh, yesh!"