“Hey, tin can, I don’t think the TSA will let you through the gate.” Spiderman laughs at his own joke.
“I am Metal man, and I will steal all the metal in the city.” He jerks the X-ray machine from the floor and squeezed it into a ball then eats it.
“I think you can get scrap metal without hurting people.” He shoots webs and tangles the villain to the wall, and starts to take the metal suit off him.
“Stop, I need that. My iron levels…” he faints and Spiderman stops.
“Hey, you okay?” He taps the man’s face, he doesn’t move. “Dude, what happened? Wake up, come on man, wake up.”
Spiderman hesitates for a moment, “oh no, what if he really does need metal to live?” He freaks out as he puts metal back on him. Untangling the webs and lays him on the ground.
“Okay, iron levels, low blood sugar, what’s the best thing to help with that?” The hero talks to himself, pacing in circles.
“Blood transfusions.” He growls, Spiderman turns and before he could react, the bullet was already repelled and strikes the wall.
“Deadpool.” He’s surprised to see the anti hero. He quickly realized that he used his sword to block the bullet.
“I know, I have great timing.” Deadpool says proudly.
“Totally not thanking you, but we need to stop this guy.”
Metal man was getting up and ready to shoot at them again.
“Looks like someone escaped from Arkham, you have a weird personality they would love there.” Deadpool quips.
“I’ll kill you both and drain your blood, it will make the best metal.”
“Okay Dracula, Batman is gonna have a chat with you.”
“Who are you talking about?” Spiderman looks at Deadpool, the eyes of his mask moving curiously.
“Don’t worry about it, they understand.” He looks off in the distance, at nothing. Then turns and shoots the villain in the leg, the bullet penetrates the metal armor and into his leg. He wails in pain and falls.
Spiderman once again webs him up and calls the police.
“You really don’t kill anybody, huh?” Asked Deadpool.
“No. He needs help, with support he can rehabilitate and reform.”
“So heroic, and justly.” Deadpool pressed a faint hand to his chest, fanning himself like a damsel in distress.
“What are you even doing here?”
“No thanks to me, but I did save your life. And I always know where to find you. Call it my spidey-radar.” His voice lowers seductively.
The hero holds himself still as a shiver threatens to make him twitch. He wasn’t going to let the merc know that he had an effect on him.
“Well, um, I guess I can appreciate your help.” He was thankful to have a mask on, he didn’t have to worry about his face being seen.
“That’s the best praise I’ll ever get.” Deadpool jumps around.
Some time after the police take the man away, Spiderman was ready to go home, but Deadpool stops him.
“Wait, spidey.”
“Please stop calling me that.”
“Why? I think you like it.” He pushed the hero against the wall. “You know I’ve always wanted to know who you are under that mask.”
“I’m no one, now move.”
“We both know you could throw me like a rag doll, so I’m not moving otherwise.” He gently holds Spiderman’s chin, slowly reaching to remove the mask.
“Stop.” He grabs his wrist.
“Hey, I saved your life, I deserve at least a kiss.” He whines.
Spiderman hesitates for a moment, he can’t deny that if Deadpool wasn’t there he might have been shot. A quick reaction would have avoided any serious injury, but not completely unharmed.
With a sigh he nods his head, “okay. Just a kiss.” He rolls his mask up to reveal his mouth.
Deadpool rolls his mask too, licking his lips as he slowly cups the hero’s face. He leans in and captures his lips softly. Spiderman was surprised by how gentle Deadpool was being, and before he could deepen the kiss, the merc pulls away.
“That’s the kind of thanks I’ll gladly take every time I save your life.” He smiles then rolls his mask back down.
“What if I saved you?” Spiderman didn’t bother to roll his mask back down.
“Ooh I would show you my appreciation in a different way.”
“What way is that?” Spiderman hits the wall as Deadpool pressed against him, gloved hand caressing his cheek.
“Would you like to know?”
He would be lying if he said no, the hero has had a weird soft spot for the merc for a while now.
“I’m curious.”
“Then let’s go back to my place, I can give you a taste of how much I appreciate and admire you.”
The shiver was small but Deadpool still noticed how Spiderman twitched at his words. He throws the hero over his shoulder and runs down the alley towards his house.
“Deadpool put me down.”
“I will, once we get inside.” He climbs the stairs two at a time and fumbles with his keys before finally getting inside.
Spiderman is pressed to the wall, legs around the merc’s waist quickly.
“This thing is so stuffy.” Deadpool takes his mask off and reaches for the hero’s mask.
“Wait. I don’t want to take it completely off.”
“Why? You wanna get freaky but not show your face?”
“I have to keep my identity a secret.”
“This is my face, my name is Wade Wilson. I promise I will keep your secret.” He says sincerely, eyes soft with emotion.
“You mean that?”
“Yes. And you can kick my ass all day every day if I break that promise.”
“That would probably be fun.” He laughs.
“Only for you, so can I see how beautiful you are?”
“I’m not, beautiful.”
“I’ll be the judge of that.” He slowly pulls the mask up, revealing soft lips, a nose scrunching as the mask slightly pulls his skin, and closed eyes. Once the mask hits the floor, warm hazel eyes blink open.
“You are so beautiful.” Wade stares at him with awe.
“Shut up.” He blushed softly.
“Make me.” Wade smirks. He was yanked by the neck as lips collide with his own. He kissed back with passion, hands messing with fluffy brown hair.
“Wade.” He whispers.
“I like the sound of that.”
“Show me what you meant.”
“Mmm, you’re cheeky spidey.”
“Peter, my name is Peter.”
“Ready to have your world rocked, peter?”
“Yes.” He’s carried to the bedroom and pressed into the mattress with a passionate kiss. Hands fumble with trying to take clothes off, but it was difficult while kissing.
“I need to stand up to get out of this shit.” Says Wade as he shuffles the belts and holsters off.
Peter was already out of his suit once Wade finally takes his off and looks at him with slanted eyes.
“Look at those undies, black and tight.” He smirks.
Peter covers with the blanket as he looks Wade up and down.
“Nice unicorn boxers.”
“Don’t hate the unicorn.” He crawls on the bed and straddles over peter. “You look so cute.”
“No, I don’t.” His face flares red even his chest colors.
“That reaction says differently.” He kissed his chest, elating a gasp from Peter. Continuing to kiss down his torso, he trails his fingers along the thin fabric that barely covered him.
“Can I take these off?”
“Yes.”
The boxers collect on the floor with the other clothes, Peter sighs softly as cool air hits him.
“Peter, tell me what you want.”
“I want to feel good.”
“Vague, but I will do my best.” His big hand engulfs Peter’s length and strokes slowly, elating soft moans.
“You sound so cute.”
“Stop, calling me cute.” He pushed Wade, a little harder than he meant to, causing him to fall on the floor.
“Damn, spidey strength.” He laughs.
“Sorry, I don’t know my strength sometimes.”
“That’s a lie, you could kill with one punch but you don’t. Such a hero.” He climbs back on the bed and Peter pins him down.
“Hello. What are you gonna do to me?” He smiles seductively.
“Show you that I’m not cute.” He attacks Wade’s neck with kisses and bites, going down his chest and stomach. Biting harshly on his hip bone.
“Oh baby, I like it rough.” He moans as Peter bites his hip again.
“These have to go.” Peter pulls the unicorn boxers off and strokes Wade’s cock.
“Oh fuck yeah.”
Peter gets excited watching Wade moan and grip the sheets. He teased a lick at the tip and Wade gasped, arching his back slightly.
“Don’t tease me.”
“Now who sounds cute?” Peter smirks.
“You know what-ahh.” He moans and drops his head on the pillow as Peter sucks his cock. Peter used his hand on the base as his mouth worked the tip, licking and sucking his cheeks in before popping off lewdly.
“What was that?” He says smugly.
“Oh fuck. Here I thought you’d be innocent.” He breathes deeply. “You’re still cute, but also so sexy, and I can’t wait to bury myself in you.” He pulls Peter by the arm and flips him to his back.
“You ready for this?”
“Do you have a condom?”
“Why would I need that?”
“Um, to be stay safe.”
“Petey, baby. I have the cure to el cancer, the cure to el everything. That includes STD’s. A condom is not needed.”
“Yeah but..”
“No butts, except yours getting plowed. Trust me, I’m completely clean. I know some will still whine about condoms.” He looks off in the distance.
“What, are you talking to someone?” Peter follows his gaze.
“They know who I’m talking to.” He winks at the wall.
“Wade, stop breaking the fourth wall, I get it, you can’t get STD’s and thinking about it, neither can I.”
“Hey I was just sayin.” He finally looks at Peter, eyes slant devilishly, “now then, are you ready?”
“Yes.”
Wade caressed his face and pulls him into a passionate kiss. His hand travels to the nape of chocolate strands, pulling and enjoying the moan that mused against his lips.
His other hand reached down, stroking slowly.
“Wade.”
“Peter.”
“More, please.”
“There’s the cuteness again.” He smiles. Peter doesn’t argue, only bucks his hips and Wade engulfs his length.
“Oh god.” He grips the sheets as pleasure flows through his body.
A finger teased his ass, Peter tries to speak, before he can, his legs are over Wade’s shoulders as he eats him out.
“Ah, Wade.”
“Beg for it.” He mused against Peter’s leg, lightly biting his thigh.
“Please, give it to me.”
“Since you asked so nicely.” His fingers stretch peter gently, and when he was stretched enough, Wade pushed his tip in, slowly going deeper.
“Wade, it’s too much.”
“It’s barely in. Just breathe and relax.”
He breathes and all his muscles relax, Wade pushed in more and both moan.
“How does that feel?”
“Good.” He holds Wade by the shoulders, digging his nails into skin.
“Keep doing that, I like pain.” He bucks his hips, peter responds with biting his neck.
“You little minx.”
Peter smirks at his comment, then pushed Wade on his back. Peter straddles him, facing the other way.
“Reverse cowboy, I like it. Drop that ass on me.”
“Wade, you’re so cringy.”
“Peter.” His voice drops, “show me how you ride this dick.” He watched the goosebumps form down his back as he twitches and smirks, “your body reacts honestly.”
“Shut up.” He sinks down, Wade had the best view, his hands rub up and down Peter’s back.
“Oh fuck, you look good and feel good.”
Peter rocks his hips back and forth, he leans back hands on either side of Wade’s hips, working a rhythm that makes both moan loudly.
Wade sits up and reached under Peter’s arms, holding his chest as he falls back taking Peter with him.
Wade plants his feet into the mattress and pumps up into Peter at a steady pace.
 “Ah, ahh, Wade.”
“Oh yeah, does that feel good?”
“Yes, ah yes.” Wade turns their bodies to the side, holding Peter’s leg up as he continues to thrust deep.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long, oh fuck, you feel so good.” Wade moans.
“Wade, I’m ah.” He strokes himself as pleasure builds up but Wade smacks his hand away.
“I’ll do that.” He strokes in time with his thrust. Peter becomes a moaning mess, he was reaching his limit.
 Peter gasped a whining displeasure at the loss of bliss, only to be thrown on his back as Wade thrusts back in, hitting the spot immediately.
“I want to see your face.” Wade moans, reaching his limit too.
“Wade, Wade.” He moans loudly as he is finally spent, Wade follows after, spilling as he pulls out.
After Peter was out of the shower and sheets were changed, they cuddle under the blankets.
“How do you feel?” Wade asked.
“Really good, you?”
“I’m on cloud fucking nine.”
“So, you’ve always wanted to do that?”
“Yeah. That ass looks good in the suit, even better out of it. I was not expecting the goody two shoes Spiderman to be so adventurous.”
“Hey, I’m a hero but I’m not innocent.”
“Spicy spidey. Now I have a question. Will you be my boyfriend?”
“Wait, this wasn’t just a one night stand?”
“Hell no. I don’t chase one night stands.”
Peter was taken aback by his words.
“Um, sorry for assuming. Yes, I will.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I’ve developed a crush on you for a while now.”
“Come here baby boy.” Wade smothers him in a hug. Euphoria fills the air as they slowly fall asleep.
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