Spider-Man/Deadpool - "I Can't Believe You Talked Me Into This"
“I can’t believe you talked me into this.” Peter called to Wade as he examined himself in the mirror.
Wade sat on the bed, waiting. He crossed his legs. Then uncrossed them, resting back on the bed. Then he sat up again. “Peter,” he moaned. “Please come out.”
Peter hesitated, his hand on the door. “Promise you won’t laugh.”
“Cross my heart and hope to die.”
Peter opened the door slowly. He peeked his head around, to check Wade’s face.
Wade gave him an innocent look.
Peter sighed and opened the door.
Wade gasped and almost fell off the bed. “So sexy.”
Peter tugged at the lacy underwear. “Really?” He flushed.
Wade jumped off the bed, pushing him against the wall, biting at his mouth, his hands slipping into Peter’s underwear. “Sexy, sexy, sexy,” Wade muttered as he ground against him.
“Careful,” Peter tried to regain his balance in the black stilettos Wade had talked him into.
Wade stepped back, hands still on Peters hips, unwilling to be parted from him. “You’re never wearing anything else ever again,” he declared, picking Peter up delicately and throwing him onto the bed.
“That good?” Peter asked breathlessly.
Wade crawled onto the bed on top of him. “Sooo good baby boy.”