𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

21; angelic

//Smut ahead!! Also, this is the first time in writing it so I'm sorry if its bad, and if it is give me feedback my guys.

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-' 🕷 Wade was in the middle of gliding his tongue gracefully against Peter's when the worst thing in the world could have happened; they were interrupted. His hands left the arachnid's waist, and he slowly pulled away. He admired the soft pant escaping Pete's lips, and the string of saliva hanging from his parted lips due to the heavy kiss.

Peter looked at him with a soft but readable expression, it said; Wade please go get the door and come back to me. The mercenary followed his loves silent pleas, and he laid him gently back on the couch. It was funny what motivation did to people, because in under seconds he was back beside Peter with the bag of burgers.

The spider fought to sit up, denying any help from Wade, even swatting his hand away. Peter hated being a liability, and it was worse that Wade was taking care of him. His hand met his bruised ribs, letting out a soft hiss of regret. The noise was cold on his tongue, poison to his taste-buds.

[ I wish he would let us take care of him, he's so small. So beautiful.]

[The last thing he need is to be manhandled by a psychopath. He's getting better, you're just being needy.]

[ Getting better? He still cant move without being in pain. And i'm allowed to love him, i'm sorry i'm not completely emotionless like you.]

Wade could feel the cold eye roll, metaphorical of course, emitting from Yellow's being. He adverted his attention back to his angel, the most beautiful boy in the world. He didn't understand why Peter was still with him, he could have anyone, but Pete didn't pick anyone he picked Wade Winston Wilson.

Wade couldn't for the life of him figure out why, but he tried to accept it. He understood nothing was official yet,Peter could always walk out of his life and never see him again.

" I want to be your boyfriend," Wade said quickly, out of the blue. He couldn't lose Pete, not now and maybe not ever. " Well, what I mean is, will you be my boyfriend?"

Peter was silent for a long time, which caused the mercenary to swallow the lump clogging his throat. he couldn't see, but happy tears were bubbling in his soft, caramel eyes. Spider-Man looked up at his mate to reveal the tear, a wide smile on his features as it rolled lazily down his sun kissed cheek.

" I would love, more then anything to be your boyfriend, Wade Wilson."

" You scared me for a second, Peter Parker."

" Yeah?" He whispered softly, crawling across the sofa to straddled either side of the mercenary's hips.

" Yeah." Deadpool released a soft breath, his eyes meeting the twinks fragile body.

His hand was dangerously slow as it inched up Peter's thigh to carefully meet his hips. Wade didn't dare go any farther or lower then his hips without consent, he didn't want to push Peter into a pit of dysphoria.

He could feel the hot puffs of breathe hit his scarred neck as Peter leaned down to whisper In his ear. Nothing innocent was ever said in a whisper, especially from someone so seemingly innocent, just like Peter.

" Let me make you feel good?" He asked gently, the whisper causing a chill of excitement to run down Wade's spine.

" Are you sure?"

" I'm sure. I want to taste you, please?" The smaller boy bit his lip, eyebrows furrowing as he looked up at the man with consent.

" Peter, I'm not any prettier under my clothes."

" I think you're beautiful. "

Wade looked up at Peter, he could feel the way his spider shifted excitedly on his lap, causing a a friction that had his body reacting against him. He couldn't say no, because he wanted that pretty little mouth pleasing every inch of his hardened member.

" I want to do this for you, baby, I wouldn't have brought it up if I didn't. I just need your consent, we don't have to." Peter said with a soft, encouraging smile. He was so sweet, he wasn't even acknowledging the hard on pressed against his firm ass.

" Yes, please. I want you, Petey." His hand reached up to cup Peter's cheek, his fingers tracing over a lone of golden freckles. " Just be careful, don't push yourself, and don't hurt yourself either. You aren't fully healed yet-"

There was only a faint " shut up ", as he got on his knees, lowering his lips to the bulge in his leather suit. Peter pressed a soft kiss against the problem area, watching the way Wade re-positioned himself in a much more comfortable seat, man spread to the maximum.

The mercenary felt the wet kisses from Peter as the boy struggled to get his leather pants undone and pulled down. 

Wade had to help him tug the pants off, revealing his Spider-Man boxers. Peter blushed, but he didn't say a word as he leaned down. He sucked softly at the clothed base, causing Wade to let out a gentle groan. The smaller boys skinny fingers slid through the waste band of his boxers, innocent brown eyes sliding up to meet the mercenaries blue ones.

A low groan erupted deep in DP's throat, watching as he pulled the boxers off. The blood had rushed all the way to his tip drastically, the angelic boy in front of him made him feel things he never imagined was possible.

Peter's cheeks flushed red, a deep crimson erupting on his pale skin. He wrapped his hand around the larger man's member. Peter leaned down to press his parted lips around Wade's sensitive tip. Spider-Man sucked softly, before sliding his head down to the middle of the man's base.

The spider analyzed the situation, watching his lovers every move. He took in every squirm, every jolt of the hips, listened for his heart rate and his soft moans. He wanted to make sure he was doing everything right, before he started completely.

Wade ran his fingers through the chestnut curls, allowing his head to fall back against the couch cushion. He took in a deep breathe, feeling the wet tongue roll sloppily around the textured skin.

Peter could feel the throbbing around his mouth as he pushed his head down, taking in a careful breathe. He pushed down slowly, taking in all of Wade's nine inches. Pete suppressed the soft gag, staying at the bottom of Wade's length for a moment. He stayed there for a long moment, getting used to the feeling. There was a pause before he pulled up, only to begin a slow bob.

Wade felt a moan escape him, and he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip. His large hands kept a firm grip on the boy, hips bucking at the sudden movement.

Peter started at a careful pace progressively growing faster as Deadpool's moans weren't just a soft, angelic noise, but a whisper of the small boy's name.

" fuck, baby boy," Wade said softly, petting the wild locks of curls encouragingly.

It wasn't until Spider-Man took the large man into his throat that Wade was screaming " Peter" in a hushed tone. New York apartments were dangerously thin, but it was hard to remember when Peter put his tongue to use. He flicked his tongue along the large cock he was so sweetly taking care of, his small hand rubbing a soothing circle into the man's skin.

He slowed down dangerously, teasing Wade's dick with one small push back up to his head. There was another dip back down into Pete's throat, and that's when Wade lost it.

The mercenary came in white ribbons, at the action. He could feel Peter swallow around him, before pulling up for a harsh gasp of air.

" Swallowing my cum like a good boy.."

" Yes sir." Was all Peter said as he smiled sweetly at the man. He lived to please.

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