Someone clearly has never seen Tom Hardy. Angelina Jolie is quaking, if we're all being honest.
[ And that smile is right back on his face at the compliment, though, maybe a bit more mischievous when Peter shudders. Luckily for Peter, whatever evil train of thought Wade had been planning on going down is derailed by Peter probably saying one of the weirdest and hottest things Wade's heard another human being say.
He shakes his head a bit dumbly at the question - nope, well, yes, definitely weird, but Wade likes it so he's not going to make Peter feel insecure about it. Besides, it's probably weirder that Wade's oddly into Peter finding ways to use his healing factor for him. ]
Nah, I'm kinda into it. [ He eyes the transferred hickeys. ] I'm really into it.
[ One of his hands moves from Peter's side to fist the inside of his shirt and tug him down where Wade can kiss him. The other hand that had been resting against his ribs slides to Peter's back. Even if Peter thinks it never sticks around - seeing Peter's handiwork on himself definitely makes it stick around in Wade's brain. Peter's dangerous, and not just because he could snap Wade in two with his pinkie fingers. ] How about I help you de-stress from grading papers and pondering the finer things in life, like whether or not you can give yourself a hickey with my healing factor?
[ Usually, pondering the finer things in life for Wade are lame things like does lightning strike the ocean? If it does what happens to the fish? Or whether or not Kermit is aware he has someone's hand up his ass. Way less cool things than what apparently goes on in Peter's brain. ]
[ That lame maneuver actually causes Wade of all people to get a bit red in the cheeks. Or maybe Peter's eyesight is just playing tricks on him. He watches Peter for a second, both shocked and looking like a lovesick mess with a dumbass grin on his face. ]
Baby, you were on my mind anyway. I just kept rereading the same five sentences. It was like a bad case of Groundhog Day but instead of rodents there were just words.
[ He leans up slightly, trying to chase those lips, but leaving enough space to talk. ]
[He's just rudely ducking and weaving lip contact, just to be a pain.]
I mean, technically — [evades] with where I'm sitting — [avoids] It's more like you're the boat. [missed him] Or maybe the piece of headboard — [so close, Wade] that Rose shoved Jack off of.
I know someone who's being a Jack-off. [ Despite it, he can't help but laugh. Peter's dodging and weaving is ridiculous and cute, and so stupid. He pauses his attempts at trying to kiss Peter to say: ] I'm also pretty sure that was a door.
[ Wade lets his head fall back down against the bed with a huff, staring up at the seemingly victorious Spider. Of course, Wade never ever gives up that easily, so, his hands find Peter's hips to hold him down against him as he rolls his own hips up against Peter.
[ Tease him why don'tcha!!! See where it gets ya!!!!
Wade's grin is probably more on the evil scale, but hey, he's allowed, chaotic chaotic, remember? ]
Uh-huh? I don't remember there being any rules about it.
[ Wow!!! Let him go, he's gonna do it again, you can't stop him!!! Well, okay, yes, with a simple "stop" probably but!!!!! That's not the point!!! This is war.
He has other tactics too, one being, well... ] Pete, please. [ Appealing to his dick's sensibilities. ]
[ Oh! Hey, Peter's dick does have sensibilities. Wade has the audacity to moan and lean his head back, pressing it hard against the bed so that his chin is angled toward the ceiling. Not having his hands is definitely frustrating. But he's also really appreciating the lame game of handholding they've got going on... Even if it's inhibiting his ability to get Peter to fuck him.
He doesn't try to pull his hands away, apparently he doesn't need them when it comes to winding Peter up. It's either a really nice compliment or Peter's easy, Wade's choosing to go with the first idea because he likes it better.
He swallows before tilting his head to look at Peter again. ] You haven't even told me the game we're playing. So everything's fair game until then.
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[ And that smile is right back on his face at the compliment, though, maybe a bit more mischievous when Peter shudders. Luckily for Peter, whatever evil train of thought Wade had been planning on going down is derailed by Peter probably saying one of the weirdest and hottest things Wade's heard another human being say.
He shakes his head a bit dumbly at the question - nope, well, yes, definitely weird, but Wade likes it so he's not going to make Peter feel insecure about it. Besides, it's probably weirder that Wade's oddly into Peter finding ways to use his healing factor for him. ]
Nah, I'm kinda into it. [ He eyes the transferred hickeys. ] I'm really into it.
[ One of his hands moves from Peter's side to fist the inside of his shirt and tug him down where Wade can kiss him. The other hand that had been resting against his ribs slides to Peter's back. Even if Peter thinks it never sticks around - seeing Peter's handiwork on himself definitely makes it stick around in Wade's brain. Peter's dangerous, and not just because he could snap Wade in two with his pinkie fingers. ] How about I help you de-stress from grading papers and pondering the finer things in life, like whether or not you can give yourself a hickey with my healing factor?
[ Usually, pondering the finer things in life for Wade are lame things like does lightning strike the ocean? If it does what happens to the fish? Or whether or not Kermit is aware he has someone's hand up his ass. Way less cool things than what apparently goes on in Peter's brain. ]
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Like a fucking dweeb.
Sorry, he's gone from hickeys to sappy sentimentality.]
Are you sure? I did interrupt your recreational reading time.
this is ugly I have to reply to it first before I forget what I wanted to write
Baby, you were on my mind anyway. I just kept rereading the same five sentences. It was like a bad case of Groundhog Day but instead of rodents there were just words.
[ He leans up slightly, trying to chase those lips, but leaving enough space to talk. ]
Seems like we're on the same boat.
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I mean, technically — [evades] with where I'm sitting — [avoids] It's more like you're the boat. [missed him] Or maybe the piece of headboard — [so close, Wade] that Rose shoved Jack off of.
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[ Wade lets his head fall back down against the bed with a huff, staring up at the seemingly victorious Spider. Of course, Wade never ever gives up that easily, so, his hands find Peter's hips to hold him down against him as he rolls his own hips up against Peter.
Fighting fair? Who is she? ]
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Hey!
I call foul! Time-out, where's the referee?!
[ha ha i'm in danger]
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Wade's grin is probably more on the evil scale, but hey, he's allowed, chaotic chaotic, remember? ]
Uh-huh? I don't remember there being any rules about it.
[ Wow!!! Let him go, he's gonna do it again, you can't stop him!!! Well, okay, yes, with a simple "stop" probably but!!!!! That's not the point!!! This is war.
He has other tactics too, one being, well... ] Pete, please. [ Appealing to his dick's sensibilities. ]
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Isn't this how you play a game of Mercy? Pinochle? Whatever?]
Hey. You can't do that either. That's cheating.
[He rolls his hips despite himself. You sonuvabitch.]
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He doesn't try to pull his hands away, apparently he doesn't need them when it comes to winding Peter up. It's either a really nice compliment or Peter's easy, Wade's choosing to go with the first idea because he likes it better.
He swallows before tilting his head to look at Peter again. ] You haven't even told me the game we're playing. So everything's fair game until then.