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-Sassy Spidey-

"Peter!" Wade yelled coming upstairs, "Where are my katanas?!"

"Probably with your inside voice," Peter sassed.

Clint burst out laughing, "Roasted!"

"Shut up and go sit in your nest," Wade snapped at Clint before going back to Peter. "Now, where was I? Oh, that's right, where are my katanas!?"

Peter sighed, "I don't know, Wade."

Wade whined, "Why not?!"

Peter smirked, "Because I don't have a fetish for 'unaliving' people."

Wade's jaw dropped and he pulled out a throwing knife from his suit. "What the fuck Parker!?"

"What Winston!?" Peter yelled back, "Your katanas are probably shoved so far up your ass that they're making you scream every 5 seconds!"

"That's it, Parker!" Wade said seriously as he walked towards Peter.

Peter's smile dropped and he shot a web to the high ceiling if the living room. He pulled himself up before Wade could catch him. "No Wade."

Wade smirked, "What? You scared Petey?"

Peter kept his back on the ceiling as he stared down at Wade. "I know that look. We are not doing that."

"We are doing IT!" Wade corrected. Peter shook his head and stayed on the ceiling. Wade pulled out more throwing knives. "Come down Peter."

"No. I am not gonna be used for your fetish." Peter sassed.

"Don't sass Daddy, Baby Boy." Wade threw a knife that landed a few inches away from Peter's head. "Now, come down."

"No," Peter said as he crawled across the ceiling towards the window.

"You better not go out that window, Spiderboy." Wade tossed another knife that landed an inch away from Peter's crotch.

"Hey!" Peter yelled, "I need that!"

"So do I, so get down here," Wade smirked, "I just wanna have a little fun." Peter stayed put, further frustrating Wade. "Peter! Get your big, sexy, perfect ass off the ceiling and on the ground!"

Peter slowly came down on a web. Wade never called him Peter. Never. So he must be pissed.

Clint chuckled as he walked out of the room, "I'm not staying to watch this."

Peter landed on the ground in front of Wade. Wade pushed Peter back to a wall and slammed him against it.

"W-wade," Peter whispered.

"Shut up," Wade growled before kissing him roughly. Peter kissed back gently making Wade growl. "Kiss like you mean it Spiderboy."

Peter nodded before kissing him again, this time with more force. Wade grinned into the kiss and let his hands travel to that perfect bubble bum he was talking about earlier. He gave it a rough grab making Peter jump. He started climbing up the wall and Wade had to pull him off. "You. Are not. Getting away. Got it, spider?"

Peter nodded quickly and Wade carried him to the elevator and got in. "Where are we going?"

"My training room," Wade said nonchalantly. Peter was silent the rest of the ride down. That is until he was pushed against a wall in Wade's 'training room'. Which was more like a room filled with targets, weapons, and food.

"Why are we down here?" Peter asked.

"So your parents don't hear your loud moaning," Wade giggled like a school girl, "Duh!"

Peter chuckled and backed away, "Wade, No."

Wade walked closer until Peter's back hit the wall, "Wade, yes!" Peter started moving up the wall slowly until Wade grabbed his thigh, "Stay, Spidey-kins."

Peter looked down at Wade, "Wade, we can't do this."

Wade groaned, "You mean we Shouldn't do this." He said and Peter nodded, "Well, we're going to anyway!"

"Fine, but quickly."

Wade cut a hole in Peter's pants. He didn't cut Peter, thank god. He ripped the rest of the pants off as Peter squirmed and complained. He cut the shirt off and tossed it on the floor. Next then took his own shirt off and tossed it behind him. He threw the knife and it landed in the wall. He pulled Peter off the wall and laid him on the ground.

"Don't move," Wade said before standing and walking to the other side if the room. He came back fully undressed making Peter blush.

Peter sat up as Wade inched closer. "W-Wade, I-I was just teasing earlier." He said trying to form a sentence.

Wade chucked and got down on his knees in front of Peter. "Your stuttering, baby boy. You excited?" Peter tried to hide his bulge in his boxers. Wade immediately removed the boxers making Peter whine.

"Wade, come on, " He could deny wanting this all he wanted. The look in his eyes and the bulge in his pants said otherwise.

He slowly rubbed Peter's hard member. "Ready?" Peter nodded. Wade spit into his hand and pumped his member before pushing into Peter.

Peter let out a loud groan of pain. He continued his thrust and a breathtakingly fast pace. (Pietro would be surprised) 

Peter finished first with Wade following closely behind. They both stayed on the floor in each others embrace, basking in the afterglow of their orgasms. They were too tired to speak, but they didn't have to.

(: The End :)