𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

78; Never Leave

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Getting Peter into the suit again wasn't hard, he was beyond excited. It took him a minute to readjust to the feeling of the suit, and to figure out how to use his power from behind the thin wall of spandex. There were things that he did while he was spider-man just because of his binder, so it wasn't easy..

There they were, peering down at New York. Peter was perched on the ledge, while the mercenary sat beside kicking his feet happily. Wade was munching on a greasy burger with a low groan, it was as silent as it could be with him around. Things had maybe, dare Peter say, calmed down? there wasn't a single sign of danger, not even desperate people stealing from old ladies.

The merc slipped his hand up his lovers back, softly rubbing through thin spandex. Spidey hesitantly leaned into the simple touch, smiling from behind the mask. He leaned down to bury his face into a heavily armed man, a hand placed on his broad chest. 

Wade softly rolled the mask up to reveal pretty pink lips, his thumb slipping over the soft skin. The contact caused a shiver sown the arachnid's spine, and he inched closer to his love. He captured Wade in a loving kiss despite excess food on scarred lips. The way Wade tugged him closer, how his body melted against the thick leather covering his body forced a breath against the kiss. 

The hand inching down his back was dangerously slow before he grasped the much smaller boys ass. Peter whined in response, pressing against the touch. The kiss was quickly heating up, lips moving dangerously against the other. Small puffs of breath smacked against each others skin. Desperate whimpers left pink lips, large hands grasping every inch of the small body. 

" I love you," Peter found himself gasping to his love. 

Wade pulled back to smile lovingly up at the spider, pulling him into a tight hug. Spider-Man pulled his mask back down, clinging to the mercenary with a content sigh. Everything was getting back on track and Pete couldn't be happier. Everything was going to be okay. 

[ He's an angel. I hope he never stops loving us. He is so..]

[ Perfect. Too perfect. I don't trust it.]

[ He couldn't even hurt a fly!]

[ He hurt Nick Fury. He's hurt us too. Peter will do it again. He deserves better.]

[ He does-]

" What are they saying?" Peter hummed to his love, his arms wrapping around Wade's neck as he settled on his lap.

" Huh?"

" White and Yellow, What are they saying?" The small boy frowned, big brown eyes spilling with worry. " You have that look on your face, like they're telling you something."

" Yellow thinks you're just..beautiful." Wade cracked a smile, holding onto him even tighter. " But White thinks you deserve better, and that you secretly hate us.."

Peter pouted from behind the mask, eyebrows furrowing. He shook his head, leaning down to whisper in his ear. The small boy took in a deep breath, cupping scarred cheeks lovingly before opening his mouth to speak.

" SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Peter  screamed in his ear, causing Wade to go deaf. He had to admit however, the soft giggles afterwards were worth it.

" What the fuck, Spider-butt?" Wade was trying to hold back a laugh, watching as Peter  shook through soft giggles. " You adorable little rat!"

The mercenary poked at his sides as the boy squealed, attempting to squirm from his touch. Wade pulled him back every time he tried to escape his punishment. " You deserve this" he repeated between happy laughs, Peter's face a deep red. 

The spider had made a sudden movement that threw them off the roof, causing Wade to yelp in horror, worry spilling inside of him for his love. Peter caught them with a simple activation of his web. It took Deadpool a moment to realize that they were okay, his grip loosening enough his spider wasn't crushed.

" Hey Wade?"

" Y-Yeah?"

" I think I want you to meet my friends." Peter smiled softly as they dangled, slowly pushing the mercenary over his shoulder as he climbed up the wall.

Wade nodded, gulping down the lump in his throat. As soon as they were safe on the roof, Pete grinned at him from behind the mask, trying not to laugh. The mercenary was still trying to process the fact that his spider could've fallen to his death.

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After a long night of doing nothing, Wade and Peter climbed back into the window with heavy eyes. The merc pulled off his leather mask as soon as they slipped into their apartment. Peter helped him slip off various weapons, and he slowly reached behind his love to unzip the leather suit. He exposed scarred flesh, a hum leaving his soft lips.

Wade slipped off the handsome boys mask, smiling down at beautiful features. The spider pressed a flat palm against the spider on his chest, the spandex slipping off his soft skin. He leaned into the mercs touch, letting out a content sigh.

The mercenary scooped his spider into strong arms, holding him close, cracking a smile. Pete snuggled into his arms, humming against scarred flesh. Wade rubbed his back, carrying him into the bathroom. He clung to the larger man as he reached down to turn the shower on. Wade slipped his boxers off, and stepped under the warm spray.

Peter groaned at the feeling, the warmth against cold skin felt amazing. He pulled back only to capture Deadpool's lips, cold fingertips tracing up the back of his neck. Wade pushed the arachnid against the wall, cold tiles pressing against his back. Soft thighs pressed against wide hips, their kiss roughening quickly.

A large hand trailed up Peter's body, pinning his hands above his head. Teeth grazed over cotton candy lips, forcing a soft whine from him. Wade made butterflies rumble in his stomach as he kissed along soft skin, an earthquake in his thighs with every squeeze closer.

Peter didn't know much, but he knew he was madly in love with Wade fucking Wilson. Hands down, no questions asked, head over heals. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with the mercenary, he never wanted to let go.

" Daddy..?" Peter whined, pressing into his touch with soft pants.

" Yes, prince?"

" I love you.." His voice dropped to a quiet whisper, lips aching for one more kiss.

Wade dove down to connect their lips, heart pounding against his touch. He still couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have Peter Parker.

Peter fucking Parker.

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.· ´𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌☆´¨) ¸.·*¨)

//I can't believe its almost over smh

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