It already happened a few times now, it was like a game, a dangerous one, one he soundn't be playing. But, peter isn't gonna stop. And he's never gonna forget the first time it happened.
The avengers were again having a meeting about the newest menace trying to destroy all of new york. It was troublesome like always, but kind of routine if peter was being honest. Sometimes weird aliens were raining from the sky and sometimes it was just a regular villain, it was still always the same. Well this meeting apperently this meeting wasn't the norm, wich showed just seconds after cap explained what to do about the laser eyed puppies running wild. Peter noticed just seconds before it happened, his spider sence started tingling like crazy, he didn't understand how it didn't start earlier. In that moment deadpool crashed through the door, gun in hand and appruptly aiming it directly at tony. Well that explained it, the guy had a weird habid of escaping his sences. This wasn't a situation to think about something like that tho. "Ok tin man! Get your hands in the air, you have the right to remain silent! God, we love saying that."
Normally, peter wouldn't worry, wade and him had teamed up a few times and he thought he had relatively good understanding of the guy. He knew the man didn't like the other heroes, said they were mean to him, when he said that he tried looking as deep in spideys eyes as he could with a mask on and told him "they aren't like you, they think i am insane, they don't stick like you, pun intended. You are the only hero for me, webs" it was an intense night after stopping an armed robbery and peter complained that no one else helped him with those. So yeah, he knew deadpool didn't like the avengers very much, but peter never thought he would see the man pointing a gun at one, not in earnest atleast. His spideysence told him it was serious tho, very fucking serious.
"Wade? What do you think you are doing?" Spiderman had his hands up, slowely walking closer to the mercenary. "Oh! Hey, spidey!" The enthusiasm in his voice almost hurt "wanna hang out later? I just have buisness to attend to, it's gonna be over in a second" You would think that in a room full of armed superheroes someone like deadpool wouldn't even have chance at defeating each and everyone of them. Wrong. The avengers, excluded spiderman, each fought deadpool atleast one time, it never ended with deadpool on the loser side. The man couldn't die, everytime someone killed him, he stood up again, wounds healing in mere seconds. So the only thing they really could do right now was reason. Captain america apparently thought so too "deadpool. Please put down your gun, we don't want to hurt you-" the merc made a sound, something between a chuckle and an angry growl. "Hurt me? Hah! Good joke cap, but i was talking with webs' cute ass there so kindly shut your mouth." His eyes looked dangerous. They had fire in them, even through the mask it could be seen.
It made something klick in the spider. And he let his hands fall down, swinging beside his torso. "Hey... wade?" His wade sounded like a whisper. It wasn't. He strutted forward, his hips swaying hypnotically, if deadpools stare at them was anything to go bye.
When he reached the man he let his hand rest on his chest, letting it slide over the muscle there, over the packs on his stomach. The other hand was rested on the menaces shoulder, the shoulder connected to the hand holding the gun. He let his fingers slide along the fabric, stopping at the hand. Peter looked up at the man and shoved his arm down, making him drop the gun in the meantime. The merc was breathing heavily, sporting a boner proudly standing between them. "Why are you here? wade?" His voice was like sugar, it was intoxicating. Taking wades hand he placed it directly on his butt. It squeezed instantly "oh baby boy..." he let go of wades hand, instead placing it beside his other one, pressing his body closer againgst the other, now feeling the erection the other was sporting. The hazel eyed man knew if he turned around now, he would be confronted with nothing but bewildered expressions. Still, he felt weirdly numb doing it. He never considered himself attracted to the other man, he knew deadpool was interested, he wasn't scared to show it afterall, but never had he thought himself interested. So why was he doing this...? "Wade..." did his voice always sound like this? "How about you leave and... we can... go out? Later?" The man was like hypnotised, only able to nod as an answer. Slowly, the hero took wades hand off his butt and grasped it in his own, guiding him out of the room. He send him off and as if not even realising what was going on wade just left. Looking at his left hand like it was a treasure. He silently closed the door. When he turned there were various faces staring at him. Predictable.
"What just happened" He understood why hawkeye would ask that. He didn't know what just happened either. It was like a switch just turned in him. So no. He didn't know what just happened. But... he had a feeling he liked it.