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Peter's been having a rough time lately. It's obvious, much as he tries to deny it. Two weeks ago was the anniversary of Uncle Ben's death, and it's pretty much gone downhill from there. He'd spent the whole day with his Aunt, only to come home to Wade and be...kind of distant. Understandable. He cried into Wade's chest until he fell asleep which - okay. Acceptable on death day. The next night, he was still pretty rough around the edges, punching a little too hard, getting sloppy and taking hits he could have easily avoided.

And the next night. And the next night. After about a week though, things were looking a little brighter; they even had sex, just two people, making love.

Then the warehouse happened.

It's bad. Really, really bad. Peter's leg is broken and Wade is...there's more blood on the ground than in his body. That's what they get for stumbling on a mutant druglord. He fights their way out, breaking his jaw in the process, and drags Wade to a rooftop four blocks over. Peter cries over him until he heals - and of course, he'll heal - and by then the sun is high in the sky and Peter's bones have healed wrong.

Then they have a real problem. Peter's angry. A lot. Peter's angry, and he's trying to hide it. Comes home with a split lip and a fake smile. He was out patrolling on his own. He almost never does that anymore. The real turning point, though, is the latest co-patrol. A couple of would-be bank robbers - not much of a threat. Wade's got two of them knocked out cold and awaiting webbing. But the third...his face is practically pulp. Peter is punching, and punching, and punching. If he punched any harder he'd kill the guy. His gloves come away ripped when Wade finally gets him to stop; his knuckles are raw, bleeding.

This has to stop.

Peter finds the collar and a cock ring on top of his textbooks a day later. The note says if he's down to play, he should wear them all day. All day? He considers it before taking a deep breath and relaxing. Yeah, sure. They haven't done this in a while, and to be honest...Peter's kind of been giving Wade whatever he wants since the warehouse incident. Not that he'd admit it.

So Peter buckles the collar on and slips the cock ring onto himself before going about his day. It's hard, keeping his hoodie drawn high enough to not make the collar visible, and worse, just thinking about the cock ring gives him half a chub - which turns into a full on erection, because he has a cock ring pushing all of his blood into his dick. So there's that to deal with.

By the time he gets home, Peter has edged off half a dozen erections and is so totally ready to fucking play. And Wade isn't even home yet, the fucker. He knows what he's doing. Peter makes dinner and strips down to nothing because hey - two can play at that game, and if Wade is going to tease him he'll tease right back.

Date: 2016-08-04 05:12 pm (UTC)
beaarthur: (Maskless | staring like a creeper)
From: [personal profile] beaarthur
After the anniversary of Peter's uncle's death, Wade understood why Peter was so distant. Wade never pushed him. He waited patiently until Peter was ready to come to him and when he did, Wade held him in his arms, desperately wishing he could take that pain away from his love. The part that was unusual was how Peter didn't bounce back after that. This continued for a while. He gave Peter space when he needed space and comfort when he needed comfort. But no matter what Wade did, he couldn't get inside Peter's head to help.

It was normal for the two of them to get a little beat up -- especially wade. But that incident with the warehouse, that really fucked them both up. Wade was usually pretty careful about not fucking dying in front of Peter, but this time it was impossible to avoid. Waking up to a crying Peter about broke him and no amount of consoling could fix the divide that had begun after that.

Peter was angry and trapped in his head and no matter how Wade tried to get in, there was no breaking that wall down. The love of his life had been through too fucking much for someone so young and it had damaged him in ways that maybe weren't fixable and that terrified Wade. He didn't want Peter to torture himself. Wade had done the same for years and if he could help Peter avoid wasting that time on things he couldn't control, he would. So he fucking tried.

That was what made Wade snap. Peter's carelessness and anger. Peter was not a careless person. He was the opposite. So when he saw Peter start to unhinge like Wade, it freaked him out. He stayed up one night watching Peter sleep, contemplating over what the hell he could do to try to help the other man. And there was only one thing that came to mind. The only time he could get Peter to let his guard down was when that collar was around that neck. When they did a scene. It was worth a shot.

So he left the note and decided it was time to push Peter past his breaking point in a safe environment -- at home with the person that loved him most in this world (Wade would fight anybody that said otherwise).

Wade shut the front door with a soft click. He was wearing his civilian garb, not the Deadpool suit, so he was a little more vulnerable than usual, but it didn't bother him like it used to. He blamed Peter for that. "Peter?" his voice echoes through the apartment. He hasn't even looked up yet to see where Peter was. He was a little distracted with making sure the door was locked and chained.

Date: 2016-08-05 05:12 am (UTC)
beaarthur: (Maskless | grumpy eyebrows)
From: [personal profile] beaarthur
The moment he heard Peter's voice, he immediately followed it to the kitchen, hanging his keys on the key ring first before he walked into the other room. His mouth went dry at the sight. Oh fuck. Peter looked absolutely delicious. Even more so than the tacos on the freaking stove. Oh my god. Peter was perfect. He made dinner and he's standing there butt ass naked with his collar, a cock ring and those fucking glasses on. This had to be a dream. The best part though was the smile on his face. It warmed Wade from head to toe and reminded him how easy it was to fall in love with Peter Parker. Peter definitely knew what Wade's personal heaven was.

"Jesus christ, baby boy! You're going to kill me," he said with a little growl, immediately walking over and pulling Peter against him. He looked into Peter's eyes and then down at those beautiful lips. "Starved, gorgeous." His lips claimed Peter's, showing him just how hungry Wade really was.

Date: 2016-08-05 08:34 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] beaarthur
Wade really just wanted to whip his clothes off and take Peter on the freaking kitchen table right now, but he had a few things he wanted to do before he fucked Peter senseless. It was hard to resist when he looked so fucking good though. God damn. Wade was beyond attracted to his boyfriend. He nipped at Peter's lips. "Thank you for making dinner." Peter was so good to him.

His voice changed, becoming firm but gentle instead of his usual playful, easy banter. "Let's eat dinner. I want you to stay like that though, pet."

Date: 2016-08-05 05:23 pm (UTC)
beaarthur: (Maskless | default face)
From: [personal profile] beaarthur
It felt so good to see that beautiful smile on Peter's face. How long had it been since he saw that expression? It was easy for Wade to reciprocate, He took Peter's hand and pressed kisses into his knuckles. All of this was definitely going to lead to something good.

Wade sat down in his spot, looking up at Peter, lust clearly in his eyes. "Of course, pet."

Date: 2016-08-06 03:50 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] beaarthur
Wade's stomach growled at the sight. Oh my god. Peter was so freaking good at making tacos too. It was at the point that even the ones he got at his previously favorite places didn't measure up to Peter's. He shivered at the use of the nickname, eyes narrowing in want. Every time he did that, it about killed him. "It was good, pet. Was thinking about you all day and how I couldn't wait to get home and wrap my lips around that pretty dick of yours."

"Thank you for making dinner," he said before taking a bite, an obscene noise coming from him. Best. Tacos. Ever.

Date: 2016-08-06 05:41 am (UTC)
beaarthur: (Maskless | intense)
From: [personal profile] beaarthur
Well, Peter created a monster. Now the only thing that could satisfy him was Peter's cooking. Wade watched Peter's reaction, a predatory grin on his face. Oh yes. He liked getting those reactions from Peter.

"Were you? What were you thinking about me doing, baby boy?" he asked. He wanted to know. Wade acted like this was a completely normal conversation, polishing off one of his tacos, tongue darting out to lick the taco sauce from his fingers. "I definitely was. Starved. You did good." He knew that his words had multiple meanings.

Date: 2016-08-06 08:12 am (UTC)
beaarthur: (Maskless | grumpy eyebrows)
From: [personal profile] beaarthur
Peter always managed to pull that grin from him.

Wade was already half hard, but listening to Peter tell him what he was thinking about while he wasn't around? Jesus. That was fucking hot. He held his composure, even with his dick pressing painfully against his jeans. "Yeah? You know I love folding you like a pretzel, baby boy. You are just so god damn flexible," he chuckled a little, taking another big bite of one of the other tacos.

"Do you want me to do that to you? You still have that cock ring on, right? If you're good, I'll take it off later and press you into the table and fuck you until you come all over the kitchen floor. Do you want Daddy to fuck you like that, pet?" Wade licked his lips, eyes locked with Peter's as he spoke. "Or maybe I'll keep bringing you back and forth from the edge until your legs are shaking with the strain of keeping yourself upright. I wonder what you'd do for me to show you were a good boy. I know you'd want to come, pet."

Date: 2016-08-06 06:31 pm (UTC)
beaarthur: (Maskless | grumpy eyebrows)
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Mm. Yeah. That was definitely one of Wade's favorites. God. Peter was so damn attractive and he looked so good with that perfect ass in the air while Wade pounded into him mercilessly.

"Good boy. Yes you are. All mine," Wade said and then finished the rest of the taco he was eating. He sucked at his fingers, cleaning the taco sauce and fixings off of his fingers painfully slowly. "Oh, really? What if I made you keep that cock ring on for the rest of the evening? What if I made you watch me get myself off over and over again until that pretty dick of yours was dark and leaking like a faucet? Do you think you could hold off for Daddy, pet?" He was still looking at Peter intensely, eyes dilated with want.

Date: 2016-08-07 02:43 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] beaarthur
Good. That was exactly what Wade wanted. He wanted Peter to think about Wade sucking him off until he was coming down his throat. Wade could be pretty devious, but only for the right reasons. Mostly. At least now that Peter was a part of his life. "Would you? Mm. That's good to know, baby boy," Wade grinned. "Maybe we should do that some time. See how long it takes you before you're begging to come." Fortunately, Wade was nothing but gentle and loving with Peter. Peter's trust meant the world to him and Wade would never ever betray that.

"Mm," he moaned a little as his tongue swiped over the last droplet of taco sauce. "Damn. Delicious as usual. That definitely hit the spot. You're such a good cook, pet."

Date: 2016-08-07 05:58 am (UTC)
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"Yeah?" Wade said as he got up out of his seat. He took off his jacket and then pulled his shirt up and over his head before he walked over to where Peter was. "Look at how hard you are, baby boy," Wade crouched down next to Peter. His thumb swiped over the head of his lover's dick, thumb dragging through Peter's precome and then bringing his thumb to his mouth for a taste. "Mm. You taste so good."

He grabbed Peter's chair, turning it toward him so that his lover's dick was inches away from his face. "Dinner was so good. I feel like you deserve a reward for being so considerate," he said before his tongue darted out to taste Peter's precome again. His tongue lapped over the head of Peter's cock and he moaned at the taste once again. That was one of Wade's guilty pleasures. He loved sucking Peter off. He loved the noises Peter made. He loved watching him come undone. It was such a turn on.

Date: 2016-08-07 06:23 am (UTC)
beaarthur: (Maskless | grumpy eyebrows)
From: [personal profile] beaarthur
"Oh yeah, baby boy? Thinking about how good it would feel to have my mouth wrapped around that pretty dick of yours?" he said before he took Peter in his mouth all the way to the cock ring, deep throating him. He swallowed around the head of Peter's cock and then pulled back up, tongue dragging against the underside. Peter's dick slid out of his mouth with a soft pop. The salty taste of Peter's precome was making Wade so fucking hard.

His hand gripped Peter's dick, giving it a few tugs as he swirled his tongue over the head, greedily lapping up whatever precome leaked out. "You've been so good for me, baby boy," he praised Peter.

Date: 2016-08-07 06:45 am (UTC)
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"I know you are, pet. You're doing so good," he said as he continued to stroke Peter's cock. His tongue flicked over the head teasingly.

Wade took Peter into his mouth again, going down to the root. He swallowed hard and then pulled back up. Wade repeated this over and over, his hand reaching down to cup and rub Peter's swollen balls. His pet was being so good, so it was only fair that Wade rewarded him. He fucked Peter with his mouth, noisily slurping and sucking him down with ease. Wade's dick was hard and leaking profusely. Maybe this was more of a treat for himself than for his baby boy after all.

Date: 2016-08-07 07:13 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] beaarthur
Wade slowed down, letting Peter's dick slide out of his mouth again. His hand gripped it, stroking painfully slow as Wade looked up and locked eyes with Peter. His tongue slid from the base of Peter's cock to the tip and Wade refused to break eye contact as he did it.

"Yes, baby boy?" His finger rubbed around the rim of the cock ring teasingly. "I bet it's frustrating. You just want to come, but right as you get to that delicious edge, you just can't fall over it no matter how hard you try." He sat back on the heels of his feet, reaching for Peter's hand. "Come, stand up for me. I want you to do something for Daddy."

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