Smut or fluff? Which is better? A little bit of both maybe?
Let me know what you like.
How is this story going to go?
Peter flops on his bed after a long day of crime fighting, still in his suit being too lazy to change at the moment.
“Ugh damn that Deadpool, he always has to mess with stuff that doesn’t involve him.” He half assed punched his pillow.
“I need a shower.” He huffed and finally gets out of bed and undressed, nakedly walking to the bathroom attached to his room.
After his shower he was wrapped up in a oversized hoodie and sweatpants, since it was getting colder out but he didn’t want to turn the heat on yet.
“Netflix and bed.” Again flopping his body on the bed.
“An anime about volleyball, okay sure.” He watched three episodes before passing out.
The morning sun hits his face, confused as to what time it was. He looked at his phone to see 7:06 am.
“Oh crap I didn’t set an alarm. I’ll be late.” He scrambled to change his clothes, grabbing his suit and book bag and running out his apartment.
“Oh crap I have a test today too.”
He had to get to class by 7:30 to not be late and take his test, but he couldn’t use his powers because of so many people.
He ran as fast as he could and got on a bus that would take him straight to college.
He took deep breaths in his seat and tried to focus on studying last minute.
The bus came to a sudden stop and people gasp as they saw a horrible car accident in front of them.
“Oh no.” Peter worries about the people in the cars, but he also worried about being late.
“I’m sorry, excuse me. I have to get off here.” He ran down alleys and could see his college in view.
In the halls he still didn’t slow down, teachers yelled at him to stop but he didn’t listen.
He nearly missed a student as he rounded the corner, thanks to his abilities he side stepped quickly around her and kept running.
He could see the class room in front of him, and the teacher in the doorway.
He stops harshly on his heels.
“I’m here please let me in.”
“You are late.”
“But it’s 7:30 I made it on time.”
“If you are here after me, then you are late.” She said sternly.
“No please.”
“The make up test will be held on Saturday. Don’t be late to that, or you fail my class.” She slams the door, the echo seemed louder than usual in his defeated wake.
Peter went for a walk around campus until his next class, absolutely bummed about being late.
“Sometimes being a hero sucks.” He whispered to himself.
“Hey penis parker, why so sad? Did you forget your lunch money?” Flash taunted him, seriously though why is he still doing that? Does he really have such a boring life he has to be mean to peter? He’s never done anything to flash.
“Give it a rest flash, don’t you ever get tired of the same lame ass jokes that spew out your ass you call a mouth.” Peter looked shocked for a second, he really just said that out loud.
Then he looked scared as flash got angry and ran at him.
“Oh crap.”
“Yeah you better run, if I catch you you’re dead parker.” He chased after him.
He ran off campus and downtown, flash still close on his heals, wow he has good stamina too.
Peter runs down an alley but it was a dead end.
“Oh crap.”
I can’t use my powers, I’ll seriously hurt him. Not like his punches actually hurt, it’s more my pride but still. Peter internally argues with himself.
“Now you’re mine, parker.”
“Come on flash, let’s just talk this out. We’re not kids anymore, why do we have to fight all the time?”
“Because it’s fun, and it’s so easy to knock you down.”
“You’re not a very nice person.” Said a voice and peter immediately knew who it was.
Down came Deadpool as he jumped from the building and landed in between them.
“Holy shit, you’re that Deadpool guy.” Flash got excited.
“That’s me. So why are you picking on this guy?”
“Because it’s funny. He cries like a baby.” Flash smirks.
“Hmm, sounds fun maybe I should try it.”
“Oh yeah go for it.” The bully laughs.
Deadpool got in flash’s face and wraps an arm around his neck and plowed his fist into his head, rubbing harshly.
“Ow stop it. Why me? Do it to him.”
“No, you seem more fun to bully. That is why you did it to him right? Because it’s funny to mess with people who are smaller than you.”
Deadpool let go of his neck and pushed him to the ground.
“Not so tough when someone is stronger than you, huh you gonna cry like a baby?”
“Shut up, my father could..”
“Do absolutely nothing, your father is probably a little bitch like you. Takes a bitch to raise a bitch.” Deadpool yelled over him and laughs.
Flash ran away before they could see him cry, “Yup like a bitch.” Deadpool called after him.
“Wow, thanks. I always thought you were a smart mouth who hurts people all the time.” Said Peter who was still against the wall.
“Well I am, or did you not see what I just did.” The merc giggles.
“Okay yeah, but you saved me.”
“I wouldn’t go that far, but if you’re feeling grateful, you could pay me back.” His voice was laced with hidden meaning that sadly flew right over peters head.
“I don’t have much money.”
“No no, I was thinking of paying me with your body.” He steps closer and peters senses told him to run, so he did.
Thankfully he lost him, but he had a feeling he would run into him again.
“Better go back home before he finds me.”
Unfortunately for peter his senses didn’t warn him about being followed.
Peter sat out on his little balcony enjoying the cool breeze as the sun started to set.
“I should get some sleep and study in the morning, got a make up test on Saturday.” He tells himself and willed his body to move inside and fall into bed, under the warm covers.
A few hours later, as peter was fast asleep a tall figure made its way up his balcony and slips into his apartment undetected.
Ever so carefully crawling into bed with the sleeping young man.
Peter didn’t wake up until morning hit.
He felt the rays of sun first, then he felt the leather under his hands, and finally what made him jump up was the gentle heart beat against his ear.
“What the? Who? Deadpool?! How did you get in here?” He rambled and shrunk his body in the corner with his blanket over him.
“Such a rude awakening, it was so nice to finally get some sleep and this is what I wake up to.”
“Excuse me but you broke into my house, and creeped into my bed, how am I being rude?” Peter yelled.
“I’m sorry kid, I was just lonely and I can’t help that you’re so cute.”
Peter blushed, “I’m not- a kid I’m 24.”
“Is that so? You look pretty young.”
“And you were sleeping next to me with that in mind that I might not be of legal age.”
Deadpool bit his tongue, ” touché.”
“Please leave, the door is this way.” He opened the door for him.
“Such a gentleman.” He walks out but not before getting a handful of peters ass.
A sharp gasp escaped him and red tinted his face.
“That was cute, nice ass by the way.” Deadpool walks out, looking back to see the tint still on his cheeks.
Peter was left with so many feelings in his head.
After studying it was time for Spider-Man to take action.
Perched on a tall building, he could see over the city and enjoyed the view.
It was peaceful, nothing seemed to be happening.
“It’s a little too quiet, or maybe I just want to kick some butt.” He jumps and swings around the city looking for bad guys.
“Spider-Man!” A young girl called.
He drops down and goes to her. “What’s wrong?”
“I can’t find my mommy.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure we can find her. Where did you last see her?”
“She was sitting right here, I went to play on the slide and then she was gone.” She takes a deep breath as to not cry and he pats her head.
“Don’t cry, it’s okay.” He picks her up and walks around the park looking for a woman who would probably be looking for her child.
“Please, I’m fine just help find my daughter.” A woman yelled. He turns around to see Deadpool helping her.
“Where is she?” He asked.
“Mommy!” Spider-Man puts her down and she runs to her mom.
“Oh my baby.”
“What happened?” Spider-Man asked.
“These men attacked me and took me away from the park. They said if I didn’t give them what they wanted they would hurt my daughter.”
“To bad for them that I was here.” Said the merc.
“Thank you. And thank you for keeping her safe.” She smiles to Spider-Man.
“Always here to help, ma’am.” He stood proudly.
“Count on both of us.” Said Deadpool.
“Wow, look at you being a hero.” Spider-Man said after the woman left.
“Hey, I don’t do any harm to people, unless they totally deserve it.”
“Yeah okay. Well good job.”
“Thanks.” He slaps his ass, “good game.”
“Hey! Don’t do that.” Spider-Man jumps away.
“I can’t help it. I appreciate a nice ass.”
“I would appreciate It if you didn’t touch me like that again. I’m not into guys.”
“Oh But I could be in you.”
“Ew. Get away from me.”
Deadpool chases Spider-Man into the city, down alleys and up buildings.
He thought he lost the crazy merc when he scaled the tallest building he could find. At 30 stories in the air he was safe, until the roof access door opened.
“What the hell? Dude leave me alone.” Spider-Man demanded.
“Why? I like a good chase.”
“I’m not a chase, I don’t like guys so leave me alone.”
“But there’s something about you, I really like it.” Deadpool walks up to him.
“Stop it.”
“Just let me try one thing and if you don’t absolutely love it, I’ll leave you alone.”
He actually thinks for a moment, “what is it?”
“Stay still.” He gets closer and towers over the hero, he reaches around him and firmly grabs his ass, earning a small gasp from the web slinger.
“You really do have a nice ass, so plump and soft. You like it when I play with it?”
He can only let out a small moan and quickly pushed away when he realized what he did.
“You liked it, didn’t you?”
“No, it felt weird. Now please leave me alone.”
He jumps from the building and disappears.
“Run all you like, I know where you live.” Deadpool smiles to himself.
Peter was asleep when Deadpool made his way into the apartment like last time.
He creeps under the covers and cuddled up to the cute brunet.
An alarm went off and peter had difficulty shutting it off, a body was against him and he jumps out of bed. He turns the alarm off and looks at Deadpool who was groaning as he woke up.
“Well good morning, Spider-Man.”
“What? I’m not Spider-Man, how could you think that?”
“That ass doesn’t lie.” He springs up.
“What?” He looked shocked and confused, it was adorable.
“You’re so cute when you’re innocent.”
“Get away from me. I’m not Spider-Man and don’t come near me again.”
He pushed him out the door and got ready for school.
He made it ten minutes early and took his test, feeling good about it afterwards he went for ice cream.
“Hiya.” Deadpool popped out of nowhere.
“Ugh go away.”
“Oh come on peter.”
“How did you know my name?”
“Not that hard, I heard that punk call you parker and asked around at your college.”
“Ugh, just leave me alone. People will start to think badly of me if I’m seen with you.”
“Then maybe I’ll just have to kidnap you.”
He grabs him and takes off running with peter yelling help as his only option.
Once they were out of sight peter fights back and sticks to the wall subconsciously.
“I knew it.” Deadpool cheers and jumps around like a child.
“Damn.” He lands on the ground, “okay so you know my secret, please keep it to yourself.”
“Oh I promise I will. I would never tell anyone how cute Spider-Man is, everyone would want a piece of you.”
“Stop it. I’m not into guys.”
“Are you sure? Have you ever tried it?”
“No, but I don’t have to, I know I’m not attracted to men.”
“What’s the harm in at least trying for once before saying no.”
He pressed the hero against the wall, “um, I um…”
“Don’t worry, I won’t go too far.” He lifts his mask to reveal scarred cheeks and lips.
“Does that hurt?” Peter worried.
“No, now come here.”
He caressed his cheek and softly kissed him, it surprised peter at how gentle he was. The kiss was soft, contrasting the chapped lips against his own.
As Deadpool presses more, peter allowed him and opens his mouth to kiss deeper.
Deadpool pulls away smiling softly, “so, still don’t like guys?”
“Shut up and kiss me again.” Peter wraps his arms around his neck kissing him passionately.
“Slow down tiger, don’t get too carried away.”
Peter composed himself quickly, understanding the situation he’s in.
“Yeah, right.” Peter messed with his hair, “I should get going.” He staggered a bit, thinking about what just happened.
“Wait, could I take you on a date some time?”
“Um, sure. Just don’t break into my place again.”
“No problem. Oh my name is wade by the way.”
Should there be a part 2?
Fluff?
Smut?
Both?
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