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Peter could feel the rough texture of Wade’s fingers along his face. His spidey senses hadn’t reacted to the merc’s actions for a while now, so this wasn’t the first time he’d woken up to Wade’s hands on him unexpectedly – although it was usually for things much less chaste than stroking his cheek.
“So pretty. So perfect,” the other man cooed softly.
Peter did his best to suppress a smile; the hero usually hated anyone calling him ‘pretty’, but Wade made it sound like a prayer. Peter wanted to spend the rest of his life being pretty for Wade.
“Can’t believe you’re real sometimes, baby boy, swear you’re the sweetest hallucination my mind made up.”
The brunet hated the disbelief in his love’s voice. They’d only been romantic partners for 6 months, but Peter already knew that this was most likely it for him. He’d met a near perfect match in Wade and couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. If only he could get the merc to believe that.
“So soft, Petey. Love getting to touch you, miss feeling this softness…”
Wade’s fingers slipped from his cheek to the side of his neck and Peter couldn’t contain the little sigh of contentment.
“Hmmm is someone being a sneaky spider and spying on me?” Peter could hear the smirk in the older man’s voice.
Feeling playful, Peter gave a shake of his head.
“Oh really? Well then, I guess I’ll just have to find other ways to entertain myself.”
Wade’s rough fingers skimmed down Peter’s neck and onto his chest, stopping just above his right nipple. The brunet’s breath hitched in anticipation making Wade chuckle. He brushed his thumb over the hardened nub eliciting the sweetest moan from the young hero. Peter had incredibly sensitive nipples and Wade was nothing if not generous in bed. Peter had never been with someone who turned him into a quivering mess like Wade.
Wade grinned and continued his ministrations, loving the way it caused his boyfriends hips to buck under the blankets. The merc continued to play with Peter until he could tell his boyfriend was desperate for more stimulation.
“Such a shame you’re not awake to enjoy this Petey-pie, coz you’d probably really love if I played with the other one now…could even suck your dick while I played with both of them. Love getting my moth on you. Bet that would make my baby feel good…”
Peter’s eye flew open at the suggestion.
“Oh, would you look at that.”
“Please, Wade. Please. Need that. Need more. Do anything,” Peter babbled nonsensically and thrust his hips at Wade.
“You’re wish is my command, baby boy,” Wade whispered and brough his other hand to Peter’s left nipple.
The spiderling hissed and bucked his hips wildly off the bed. Pleasure shooting straight to his crotch and making his toes curl. Everything always felt so good with Wade and Peter knew he could lose control…wanted to lose control.
“More…please,” Peter begged and tried to move his hips enticingly at his boyfriend.
“You want my mouth, honey?” Wade crooned and brought his tongue down to lick Peter’s right nipple.
Wade playing with both of his nipples while sucking his dick was one of Peter’s favourite combo’s – but today he wanted both of them to feel good. So, he shook his head, causing Wade to cock an eyebrow.
“No? What do you want then, baby? Tell daddy how to make you feel good,” Wade asked before sucking Peter’s overly sensitive left nipple into his mouth.
If he was around anyone else the high-pitched whine out of Peter’s mouth would have been mortifying – but it just spurred Wade on and suddenly all he could think about was white hot pleasure emanating from his chest.
“C’mon sweetheart, daddy just wants to watch you fall apart. Tell daddy how to make you lose it,” Wade pressed and started kissing on Peter’s right nipple again.
“Hngh…want…want you to grind on me…wanna make you feel goo too…daddy,” Peter could feel his cheeks flame at the last word. He was still getting over some shame at having a ‘daddy kink’, something Wade was helping him get over and thoroughly exploiting every chance he could (which always ended in explosive orgasms for Peter of course!).
“Oh, aren’t you just the sweetest,” he cooed and moved his body over Peter’s. “Just lay back and enjoy the ride, baby”.
Wade lined their dicks up and began to grind down, making Peter let out a low moan in pleasure. The merc loved all of his boyfriend’s sounds and wanted to wring out as many as he could. Manoeuvring onto his elbows, Wade brought his hands back to Peter’s nipples and the near scream his lover let out had Wade covering the brunet’s mouth with his own to stop the neighbours from complaining.
“Fuck…please…don’t stop...please don’t stop daddy...feels too good…feels so good…ugh…” Peter panted around Wade’s mouth as the merc rubbed against him.
“Never gonna stop, baby boy. Not until you say so,” Wade promised and placed another kiss to Peter’s lips.
Peter knew he wasn’t going to last long, every nerve felt like it was on fire - and Wade was gasoline.
“...close…close daddy,” he mumbled and tried to suck Wade’s tongue into his mouth.
“Don’t gotta wait, baby. Come for daddy.”
“Want you to come too,” Peter whined.
Wade chuckled and licked a stripe up Peter’s cheek.
“Such a good boy for daddy. Always so caring, but don’t worry sweetheart – once daddy feels you go off I’m not gonna be far behind,” he promised and ground down.
Peter keened and knew there was nothing he could to hold off any longer. He was coming against Wade’s hard cock rubbing against him, the wetness just adding to the naughtiness of it. While he already felt overstimulated he needed Wade to come to.
“Your turn daddy, want you to make a mess of me. Show me how much you want me,” Peter begged and batted his eyelashes at Wade.
“Oh fuck…baby…yeah…such a good boy…” Wade panted coming undone as he shot ropes against Peter’s stomach.
The two laid there in the sticky mess for a few moments before Wade disappeared to get a damp wash cloth to clean them off with. Peter preened at how well the older man took care of him. No matter what anyone else thought, he knew that he had chosen an incredible partner.
“Feel good, honey?” Wade asked after he had discarded the wash cloth and crawled back in bed with Peter.
“Always do with you,” Peter confirmed and snuggle closer.
Scarred fingers found their way back to Peter’s face and the young hero let out a content sigh.
“I miss your skin too y’know,” he confided as Wade traced patterns on his cheek.
“What?”
“You were saying you miss my softness…I miss your skin when you go away. It’s so uniquely you and I know you don’t always love it, but it brings me comfort to feel your skin against mine,” the web-slinger hummed sleepily.
Peter was nearly back to sleep when he felt a wetness next to him. Opening his eyes he was shocked to see Wade crying.
“No! Wade, sweetie, I didn’t mean to make you upset. It was supposed to be a compliment. I’m sorry. I know how you feel about your skin I just wanted to share with you…so you knew you weren’t alone. Please don’t cry,” Peter begged, cradling Wade’s face.
“It wasn’t your softness I miss…” Wade whispered.
“What do you mean?”
“…I miss my softness. I used to feel like you, baby boy, it’s not just the look of me I’ve had to get used to. It’s the feel too – and in some way’s that’s harder. I can avoid mirrors until the end of time, harder to never touch yourself,” the merc confessed.
“Sweetie…”
“But what you just said…that means the world to me Peter. That this part of me can bring comfort…I never imagined that could be possible. I love you, baby boy. Thank you.”
The brunet pulled the larger man down for a kiss, Peter didn’t want to possibly upset his beau any further so he tried to infuse all of his love, comfort and devotion into the kiss. If the dopey look on Wade’s face was anything to go by then the spider succeeded in his mission.
“I love you too, Wade Wilson. Till the end of time,” Peter swore and bumped his nose against the merc’s.
“Till the end of time,” Wade promised and rubbed his scarred nose back against Peter’s. And for the first time, in a very long time – the difference in texture only brought a smile to his face.
THE END