"Peter. What are you doing?" Wade asks tiredly, only having just woke up from Movement from the other side of the bed.

Peter is silent for a long time before replying. "Nothing, just go back to sleep."

(That's not Peter.)

Wade sits up quickly in bed, suddenly wide awake and ready to throw the knife hidden under his pillow.

[Clarification Next time you Moron! We almost could have killed him!] Yellow snaps.

(Well jeeze I thought that Being a part of your minds meant you'd understand I meant it's a personality not Peter moment.)

[Obviously not] Yellow snaps.

Peter had jumped up on the ceiling by unrequited actions, completely driven by instinct. Wade quickly sets the knife down hoping he Haden't gone far enough for Peter to want to attack. He might be lucky that Peter isn't deep enough into the mindset yet that he wouldn't react dangerously. He's obviously wrong when he's quickly forced to lay back down in his bed by the heavy weight (not really but he's over twenty pounds so Peter isn't light) lands in his chest.

Peter was already for the most part in his second suit Wade had only just recently discovered. It's the one used when Peter planned on hunting. One made to blend him into the shadows and hide him from all sight until it was too late for his poor target to realize what was happening.

Peter's dark mask isn't on yet as he stares down angrily at Wade. "Peter it's me. It's okay, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."

Peter remains stiff for a long second more before leaning down over Wade. His eyes dark but soft as he behinds to relax. "Did I scare you, my mate?" Peter asks calmly. The arachnid still holds Wade down. He leans down to nuzzle Wade's neck, licking a small stripe of uneven skin.

[Weird...]

The mercenary can't say the feeling itself doesn't seem to full some of the sore aching of his cancer ridden skin. The warm wetness washed over with a feeling of cold from the cooler air around him being an odd stimulation.

"Yeah Baby boy, you really did." Wade says. Peter's nose is warm as its pressed again a his throat as the Arachnid continues to nuzzle.

(He seems to nuzzle more and more. We should ask about that)

[A rare moment of intelligence shown on your part white. Congrats.]

(Fuck off Yellow.)

Peter sits back after a moment. In doing the Action the arachnid is thoroughly sitting directly on the mercenary's prick.

[Im having a conclusion that the action was perhaps not accidental] Yellow seems to squeak out when the arachnid moves his hips around in small circles.

Wade is extremely wary. He always is when ever Peter's other half decides to approach in any sexual manner. Wade had learned his lesson the first time. Spider is dangerous. Sure and incident of the magnitude hadn't occurred since but that didn't promise nothing.

The act is proved to be teasing when Peter stops, moving to Lean over Wade again. "Go to sleep my love." Peter says softly.

"Peter, what are you doing? You can't go out to hunt. Not anymore." Wade says sitting back up.

"Wade." Peter wines in desperation at his mate denying what he wants. What he needs.

[Wining's new...]

"So is listening." Wade adds.

Peter still looks at Wade. His expression showing his desperation of his hunger thought his pleading look.

"Peter no." Wade says now talking to the arachnid.

Peter's gaze hardens at the second denial.

[Oh. Here he is. Prepare for a quick death.]

(He won't kill us)

Wade isn't sure who to agree with.

"Mate go to sleep." Peter growls. His feral aura returning as he pushes Wade to lay down again.

"Peter." Wade says, using a warning tone as he grabs Peter's wrists to let him back up. He of course isn't able to push back up, the stronger male forcing him down. Peter glances back behind him at the door behind him before looking back at Wade.

"Peter no." Wade says uselessly as the quick moving arachnid makes a break for it. The arachnid is already out a window before Wade can even get it the door way of their bedroom.

"Fuck. Peter!"

We'd turns away from the door, quickly pulling on his gear. He pulls on his steps for his kantanas and fastens his belt before stepping out the window Peter had opened, pulling his mask down to hover his face the rest of the way and adjusting his gloves as he glances around to catch sight of the rouge predator.

He starts to climb the fire escape up to the top of their apartment building none to quietly in his hurry. People who's bedrooms are near the metal stairs yell things after the mercenary trough their walls.

He pulls out a phone from one of his many pouches on the belt. He quick to find the contact, avoiding any of the avengers numbers.

(Not that we have many more then Barton's and Sam's....)

[He technically sort of is one though.]

(She's not from Marvel and is betraying S.H.I.E.L.D. To protect Peter. Doesn't count)

"It's like one in the morning Wade. What are you doing?" The shifter asks mildly noted on the other side of the line.

"He's loose."

There's a pause on the other side before the line cuts off.