Yeap so here ya go. Yeah I know I suck at the whole talking thing while they're going. I try my best though. Enjoy. Or at least try.

Peter stares at Wade as he puts his trust in the older man. His large hazel eyes gazing up almost innocently at the Merc. His mask having been pulled off by his lover with permission before being safely tucked into one of Deadpools many pouches.

" You're so pretty baby boy."
Peter blushes as his soulmate continues to shower him with love and compliments. " So much more beautiful then myself. I don't know how I deserve you."

" I want you daddy." Peter cuts in before the there's a chance Wade as to start any depreciative thoughts or add ins that would turn this play into something depressive.

" What do you want from me son?" Wade asks as one of his hands stop to palm the younger adult through the thin material as the teen starts to warm up.

" You," Peter breaths as he hips shift  into the touch.

" You're going to have to tell me what you want baby boy. What do you specifically want? You' is quite broad don't you think?" Wade asks in a teasing tone as he rubs Peter's length through the fabric.

Peter bites his bottom lip as he tries to stifle any noise he makes without much success. The spider momentarily thinks back to his idea of perhaps playing hard to get to ' stick to character.', but honestly There is no better way to stick to character with just goin with what his body wants to do. After all. Spider-Man was only but that of a teenager. Presently a horny one.

" Daddy I want you! I want your big, slick cock to spread me open. I need to feel you deep inside of me. I want you to fill me up with your come. I want to keep every last drop inside, for it not to go to waste. I'll clean up my mess. I'll make sure you're clean before we leave. I'll suck daddy's lollipop. " Peter cries out.

Peter couldn't deny that since his first time with Wade inside him he craved that feeling again. That feeling of being filled from the large penetration. The euphoric feeling when the bundle of nerves inside of him was brushed and pushed into. He missed the rhythm that had been established as he had lifted himself up before sliding back down the shaft, how natural a feeling it was after finding it easier to only lift himself up partial instead of lifting all the way. How he could deliver the needed frictions while still being in control yet not having to worry about boundaries.

But now he wants to know what it's really like to be the one bellow. He's curious as to what it's like to put all his trust into his partner.

" I've been waiting for you daddy. I tried to make myself feel good like you could but it wasn't the same. It didn't feel as good as when your inside of me. I stopped when I found that. I have to keep myself nice and tight for daddy. Isn't that right?"

After having Wade's length Peter wasn't satisfied with trying to ride his fingers for the same effect when he was far to shy to ask Wade for what the teen wanted. Peter had been waiting. He really has been hoping for this moment despite having jumped at the opportunities of penetrating his lover. He was attached to the feeling of trust and love while being allowed the dominant position. He was almost scared that the feelings would be lost when he wasn't taking that role. That maybe Wade wouldn't feel the emotions because Peter wouldn't be able to cling to him.

" Daddy will take care of you little one."

Peter whimpers at the words seductively whispered in his ear as gloved hands slide his leggings down to expose some of the delicate pale skin on his bony hips.

" Please." Peter says. All thoughts of the outside world are pushed aside as the teen is enveloped in lust. Hazel eyes dilated in sexual readiness.

Wade takes his time slipping his hands down the boys lower half as the leggings are painstakingly slowly pushed down. The cold grimy bricks against Peter's slower back sends cold goosebumps through his body.

Wade hums when Peter's hard prick is freed from the tight fabric. The sex having been influenced with little to almost no attention while having been brought to life by Peter who had been lost in thoughts of earlier intersections of theirs.

Peter blushes. He tries to adjust himself slightly on the wall but the webbing trapping his hand restrains him. He looks up at it before using true efforts for his super strength to pull his hand free of the strong webbing.

Wade momentarily stops unclothing Peter to look at now his free hand. " Would have been easier to have just pinned you with my body then."

" It would have saved my toes a strain," Peter agrees as the leggings are complete pulled off of one leg while they are left to dangle from his other. No need to either loose your pants in a dirty New York ally, much less throw them down onto the surely disgusting ground.

Peter quickly wraps his legs around his mercenary as he fully supports his own weight on the wall with his fingertips and back.

" You. You have lube right?" Peter asks as he keeps his eyes from looking down at himself.

" Of course I did baby boy. I even have that plug you begged for earlier ever so prettily. " Wade says as he grabs Peter's erect cock in his hand.

Peter gasps in response as the gloved hand envelops him, causing the boy to instinctively jerk up into the hold in search for friction meanwhile Wade's other hand let's his fingers tiptoes up Peter's inner thigh before going out of sight under him. Peter remotely comprehends the feeling of Wades pressing a pressure onto him from under neither while his cock is getting attention.

The Web-head moans more loudly then he would have preferred when another stimulation comes into play as the mercenary presses into his Perineum causing him to jerk forward into the grip around his manhood before moving away from it only to press onto the fingers, all the movement continuing to send jolts of pleasure down his spine.

" Do you like that baby boy?"

" Yes daddy." Peter says.

" Well I have something Better." Wade says as his hand under Peter moves away pulling a whimper from the smaller. Deadpool's glove is pulled off before the clothing article is tossed aside without care. Peter watches Wade intently and understand when the dodgers are offered out to him with the demand for the little boy to suck.

Peter of course knows that the use of saliva really isn't enough to use for lubricant, but the demanding time still went strait to his cock and that's what he hopes is the only true goal with the sucking as he swirls his tongue around the fingers, making sure to throughly coat them for effect.

Not using real lube when he knows they have it isn't going to fly with the little bug.

" That's a good boy. " Wade praises as Peter swipes his tongue up the Mercs fingers before they are removed with a wet pop.

Fingers move back towards Peter's tight hole, already seeming to have been coated in the real stuff before they touched his skin. That was something Peter truly wondered and lived about Wade. For what ever reason the man seemed th be a magician when it came to having the right supplies on hand and using them or pulling them out without notice.

For only his second time Peter winces slightly when the first finger slowly tries to push past and enter. It's much easier then the first but still slightly harsh. He forces himself to relax enough to let his body allow the prodding digits to enter as the hand at his front still almost painfully slow rubs his aching shaft. He monetarily wonders if they will ever get this action done without his impairment prick not starting to hurt in protest for taking so long but the thought his quickly cast aside as a shockwave of pleasure pulses through him. He gives a small shout as his muscles contract around Wade's fingers.

Peter continues to moan out as the priding finger teased him by motley brushing past his prostate. His prick seeming to have been forgotten about as Wade has shifted some could hold Peter at a better angle.

The Merc is about to whisper something when something interrupts their moment.

" Hey! What the 'ell is goin on 'ere? Wait. Is that Spider-Man!"

Peter freezes, his face going pale as he stares at Wade with large terrified eyes.