Red's Daughter *Discontinued*
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(18 years ago/ Wade Wilsons POV)
I kiss Peter's neck and hear him moan lightly "Wade" I kiss his neck all the way up to his ear lobe and bite it, he groans at this. "Yes, My Love" I whisper in his ear. I see him bite his lip "I hate you". "I love you to baby" I wrap my arms around his waist and continue with kissing his neck. He goes to move my hands but then the doorbell rings. I put my hands over Peters' ears "Go away!," I yell. "Oww," I move my hands from his ears "Sorry, that i was too loud" I kiss his temple. The doorbell rings again.
"I'll go get it," I look at Peter, "No, I've got it". I get up off the bed, and Peter goes back to reading. I walk to the front door and open it no one is there so I go to close the door and then I see a baby in a basket on the floor. "Why the hell is there this thing at my door?!" The thing starts crying. "And why the hell is it crying. Peter!" Peter runs into the foyer "What?!?" I point to the baby "Why the hell is it here and why is it crying". Peter picks up the thing and starts rocking it back and forth its shuts up, Thank god, I can't deal with the thing yelling.
Warnings: Wade Wilson, Cursing, Kinda sexual activity, violence, LGBTQ+, and none of the Art is mine
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