Phone Call

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Peter was sitting in his third period English class, bored out of his mind. He was taking notes about Shakespeare, they were reading Romeo and Juliet.

Peter flipped his pencil between his fingers, he was thinking about how he could improve his webs by adding Sulfur to his formula. There was a pinching feeling at the back of his neck snapping him back to reality he looked around, there didn't seem to be any danger.

He rolled his eyes, realizing it was probably gonna be a paper ball hitting the back of his head, he continued his trail of thought when his phone began ringing. Normally that would be embarrassing but it was ten times that now, it was Wade calling. His amazing and wonderful, but kinky as fuck boyfriend of 2 years.

His eyes widened, the ringtone blasting through the classroom.

'You taste like the Fourth of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my
I love you but I don't know why...

You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Don't let it stop...


You can be the boss, daddy -'

Peters face went red as he went to hang up the phone, his teacher started talking though, "Peter, why don't you answer that call, it seems to be important if they're calling you in the middle of class."

Peter went even redder as he picked the phone up, the song still playing,

'~You can be the boss

Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
You know that I like, like you a lot
Don't let it stop...
He had a cigarette with his number on it'


Peter wondered if this was god being an asshole because he swore at him yesterday, nevertheless he answered on speaker and before the other could get a word out Wade spoke.

"Darling, Love of my life, Baby, I have a problem!" Wade spoke quickly through the phone, Peter bit his lip knowing this was gonna be embarrassing.

"Wade? You know better then to call me during school, this better be important." He huffed into the phone.
There was silence for a moment, before "did you just take that tone with me? You must really enjoy punishment baby boy, and this is damn right important." He stopped talking for a moment before he spoke, "I lost our handcuffs for freaky fridays sweetums, do you know where they are?"

Peters eyes went wide as he choked on his own tongue. "Wade-"
"It's daddy babyboy, you know this."

Peter bit his lip looking at the ground, god Wades an asshole. "It's in the cupboard below the sink, if you're setting up for tonight without me I will-" He stopped himself from continuing as he remembered his class watching him. "Wade-" 
"Daddy." He corrected again.
"You're on speaker infront of my class, now I have to go. Pick me up after school and we can get Mexican before patrol." He clenched his jaw.

"Alright baby boy, see you after school. Muah! I love you!"
"I love you too. Bye."

He hung up before Wade could say bye, which would probably involve 'punishment' later. He groaned and collapsed into his seat as people snickered and stared at him. 

Him, the nerdy goody-two-shoes, just got outted as a kinky little shit to his English class.



Later that day, when deadpool came to pick Peter up, and they shared a sexy kiss, no-one knew how to respond. Peter had the time of his life.

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