His stomach did flips as his mind combed over the thought of Christmas with Peter. There was a part of him that wanted that domesticity with him more than anything. "I have a lot of talents, Petey." Using tin foil to form the bikini and spray painting it gold wasn't going to work, Wade.

"Oh, really?" Wade immediately snuffled against the other man's neck, huffing a little and rubbing his nose against the juncture, grinning.