SpideyPool- He Doesn't Have To Care

Spiked

Peter Parker's POV:

     I kissed Wade. I don't know why, but I did. Everything escalated after that.

     Wade grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. I let out a small moan as he brushed his thumb on a sensitive part of my neck. I rested my hand on his chest and the other softly on his cheek. He then took both of his hands and grabbed my hips. I pulled away from the kiss and let out a whimper.

     He smirked at me and said. "Come over on my side." I obliged and carefully crawled over the console. I situated myself so that I was sitting on Wade's lap facing him. I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him; harder this time. He kissed back with more roughness as he slipped his hands under my shirt and rubbed his scarred hands along my bare skin. 

     Everything about this felt so good. I forgot about my parents back home, my homework, and even the fact Wade and I just met today. All I could think about was how I could make this feel better. 

     I ground my hips down on Wade without breaking the kiss. I felt a shock of pleasure shoot up my spine as the friction made itself loud and clear. Wade pulled away from the kiss shortly.

   "Peter!" he lowly moaned as I ground harder. I let out a slightly-feminine moan in response. 

     We connected our lips again as quickly as they had parted. Wade licked my bottom lip hungrily asking for entrance. I desperately parted my lips and granted it to him. Our tongues fought for dominance, but Wade's quickly over-powered mine.

   "AHHhha!" I moaned out as we ground together perfectly. The friction was amazing. I needed more. "WaAAade!" I managed to whine out. He must of understood because he held my hips in place and ground upwards on my crotch.

   Wade let out a groan/moan combination as he picked up the pace. I was really hard now and so was he. "OH mY FUCkinG gOD, PeTER!" I loved this; I loved knowing that I was the reason Wade Wilson was moaning my name. God Damn that felt good. Too bad I couldn't say more than one word at a time.

     I connected our lips again in sloppy kiss filled with grunts and moans. Wade moved his lips to my neck and searched for my sweet spot. He found it. 

   "WADE!" The pleasure of his lips on my neck and the friction between us was almost unbearable. He let go of my hips to slip hands under my shirt again. He rubbed my sides around the sensitive, scarred area as I put my hands into fist-fulls of his sweatshirt.

     Wade sucked and bit that part of my neck, surely leaving marks. I was a moaning, whimpering mess on top of him. He sucked harder and made the skin tender. He then bit the skin making me let out a yelp of pain and pleasure. I ground down as Wade ground up making the experience tan times better.

   "PeTER!" Wade let out a loud moan at my sudden action. "WAde!" I breathed out, my voice raspy from moaning and whining.

     I was really close. I felt wave of pleasure wash over me like a warning sign of it.

"NngGGh!" I choked out. The sounds that Wade and I made were almost enough to make me orgasm alone. "I-i'Mm GOnnA-!" I couldn't finish my whole thought, but Wade understood.

   "M-mE TOoo!" 

     He ground even harder (if possible) and faster. A few seconds or so and I'd cum. Wade could tell that I was really close, so he palmed me through my jeans. That was just enough to push me over the edge.

   "FUuCk, WADE!!!" I felt every single nerve in my body tingle with ecstasy as I rode out the best orgasm I'd ever had. Wade kept grinding against me until he came in his pants. I watched his beautiful facial expressions as he rode out his orgasm and practically screamed my name.

   "AhhhHH, PETER!!!!" 

     We finally came down from our highs and relaxed on to each other. Wade leaned the seat back and I laid on top of him. I could feel the cum seeping through our jeans, but I didn't care. I was too content and tired to even try to. I rested my forehead on his.

   "That was amazing." I stated tiredly.

   "Agreed." Wade kissed me on my forehead. We fell asleep like that. At least, until shot up and looked at my watch... 1:00.

     Wade groggily woke up after me. "What's wrong?"

   "It's 1:00 A.M." I stated calmly.

   "I'm sorry, Peter." Sorry? Why was he sorry? He gave me the best fucking night of my life.

   "Don't be sorry, you goof." I leaned down to whisper in his ear. "I had an amazing time~."

   "Please don't make me hard again." We laughed. "Let's get you some more clothes." He looked at my cum- soaked pants.

   "Okay." We got clothes for ourselves and we headed to my house. I was about to get out of the car at my house when Wade grabbed my shirt and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. It lasted for a good minute until my dads walked out.

   "Peter Parker get your ass in this house right this instant!" Tony scolded. "Yeah!" Steve echoed.

   "Goodbye." I pecked Wade one last time on the lips.

   "Bye." He kissed back. I stepped out of the car ready for a lecture. Tony and Steve led me into the house.

        Note from the man who made this scene possible (Camilo): I may or may not have told my replacement waiter, Irene, (I was busy with Kazimir) to spike the drinks.... Every single time Wade and Peter got a refill..... SORRY, NOT SORRY!