Chapter 27
May sighed as she looked out the floor to ceiling window of Avengers Tower. She had never thought for one moment she would end up here. Not only in the tower, but to stay for an indeterminate amount of time.
Turning back to her suitcase, she began taking out clothes and sorting them into piles on the bed.
"I hope you don't have to be here long enough to use all of those."
May turned to see Peter shuffling with guilt in the doorway.
"Oh honey." May smiled softly as she moved forward and cupped Peter's face in her hands. "It's not your fault."
"It kind of is though. This is only happening because of Spider-Man."
May frowned as Peter averted his gaze.
"Peter Benjamin Parker, listen to me and listen well." May demanded. "I will not listen to you blame yourself for this. Every hero, has a villain, yours just happens to be a little more insane than some."
Peter gave a breathy chuckle.
"My point is, it's fine. Sometimes things are going to be hard, but we're Parkers. We'll get through it."
"Have I ever told you how amazing you are and how much I love you, Aunt May?" Peter smiled.
"You've mentioned it before, but I think I'm worth being told again."
"I love you, Aunt May."
"I love you to, sweetheart." May smiled, pulling her nephew into a tight hug.
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After Peter left to check on Harry and Mary Jane, May slipped out her room.
"Oh, what was your name again?" May huphed. "A day of the week....Sat-no......FRIDAY!"
"Yes, Mrs. Parker?"
"I need to speak with Tony Stark."
"Boss is in the penthouse with Steve Rogers and Harley Keener. I can take you there if you'll just enter the elevator. Please follow the lights."
Harley Keener. May frowned as she followed the lights as instructed. Harley Keener was the young man Tony had brought on to become a new Avenger. Iron Lad. She briefly wondered if the poor boy was just meant to be a replacement for her Peter, but she threw off that idea. According to Peter, Harley was pretty involved in everything, so his being here wasn't to fully act as a replacement. She didn't know anything about the connection Tony had to Harley and Peter either didn't know or didn't care.
Reaching the elevator, May stepped inside, the smallest hint of anxiety creeping up on her. She wasn't at all afraid to face down Tony Stark. She had already done it actually. No. This anxiety was due to the fact she was having to trust Peter's safety to the very man who had left him practically defenseless once before. Peter was capable of protecting himself fine, but there was no denying the suit Tony had made him would have been extremely helpful during Peter's fight with Adrian Toomes. It had been far more durable than the one Peter had been in.
Shaking off the memories of Peter's battered body, May squared her shoulders and prepared herself for war. She wasn't going to be some weak link in Peter's armor. She was going to be strong, despite her fears for Peter's safety. She was going to be strong, and she was going to make damn sure that Tony Stark understood the fury she would unleash should he fail Peter again.
Taking a deep breath, May slipped on her game face and exited the now open elevator.
"May?" Tony asked, looking up from where he, Steve and Harley were bent over a map of the city and Peter's layout of the tunnel room.
"Tony." She answered coolly. "I wonder if I could have a moment of your time?"
"Usually I'd say yes, but we kind of need to go over this-"
"I wasn't really asking." May replied, leveling her eyes at the billionaire.
With a slight sigh, Tony nodded to Steve and Harley before leading May out on the balcony and shutting the sliding glass door behind him.
"I'm guessing this is ab-"
"Shut it." May narrowed her eyes. "I'm going to do the talking. I know listening isn't your strong suit, but I suggest you follow along closely. I'm well aware of the fact you will be with Peter tonight. I'm also aware of the fact that Matt and Wade will be with him as well. So, let me make this clear, you will defer to Matt when it comes to Peter. If you have a plan, it goes through Matt first. You wanna try something, it goes through Matt first. You wanna walk next to Peter, you make sure Matt and Wade don't want to do it first. Peter is the last bit of family I have Tony." May said, eyes shinning at the thought of her nephew. "If something happens to him, I don't know if I can take it. It's been hard on both of us at holidays and the anniversaries of Ben and his parent's deaths. I can't handle it if I have to add Peter to that list."
"May, I promise that I'm going to do whatever it takes to keep Peter safe. I know I messed up all those years ago. I know I've continued to mess up since then, but not anymore. We're going to catch Norman and put him back where he belongs. I promise Peter's going to come back to you." Tony said, his face set in determination.
"It's not just me though." May said, a soft smile on her face at the thought of the important people in Peter's life. "There's Jessica, Luke and Danny. Mary Jane and Harry. Heaven knows Felicia needs him. Then there's Wade. He's so happy with Peter, and I see the happiness in Peter as well." May chuckled, then looked straight at Tony. "But even above all of them, is Matt. However you think of Peter, I can promise you it won't top Matt. Matt views Peter as his son. Ever since Peter went to him for training, they've been so attached. They needed each other, in ways neither knew." she paused, biting her lip before continuing. "I never told Peter, but after the first year they worked together, I went to Matt's office and drew up a will. Peter was only 16 then. After a long talk, I left Peter's guardianship to Matt in the event something happened to me before he was of age to be on his own."
Tony froze. It felt like someone had dropped ice water over him.
May trusted Daredevil so much that she wanted him to finish raising Peter if she couldn't. They really would have been father and son.
"Matt skirts calling Peter his son sometimes, but it's an act. Sometimes I think he's leery for it to be heard. Yeah, Peter's Spider-Man, but it doesn't mean Matt wants to share a rouge gallery with him."
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Harley paced the floor anxiously. He and Steve had decided to take a break when Tony left with May Parker. Asking FRIDAY where Peter was, Harley headed down to the floor he was on, and waited for him to emerge from his friends' room.
"Waiting on someone?"
Harley jumped as he turned to see a smirking Natasha.
"N-no."
"Mmmhmm. So, you're just pacing this part of the floor for fun?"
"I-I'm just thinking!" Harley defended, frustrated she had shown up.
"I don't suppose it's about a certain brunette that's moved into the tower?" She grinned.
Harley's face reddened. Why did she have to be so nosey?
"I'm going to be serious with you Harley. "Natasha said, her voice losing its teasing tone. "Peter seems like a very nice guy, but he's in a relationship with Spider-Man and you two don't get along. Getting close to Peter is something you need to really think about. I don't want to see you get hurt."
Harley frowned as he turned his head to the side. He had already run through various scenarios in his mind as to how this could go. All of them ended in confrontation between him and Spider-Man.
"I-"
The two looked as Peter wandered out the hall to see them.
"Umm....am I interrupting something?" he asked, tilting his head slightly.
"Have you talked to Spider-Man?" Natasha asked, moving the conversation along.
"Yeah," Peter nodded. "He's getting ready for tonight. Really hoping all this can be wrapped up. It's frustrating. Everyone's lives have been disrupted by this whole mess."
Harley watched Peter's face closely. He could see the guilt and regret. Dating someone like Spider-Man couldn't be easy. The vigilante was mostly on his own, which meant he didn't have backup at the ready, nor did he have any real help protecting those close to him.
How often had Peter and May been in danger due to Spider-Man?
"I'm sure we'll get it taken care of. We're the Avengers after all." Harley said proudly.
Peter looked at him before replying.
"Yeah. Norman's just......." Peter hesitated, looking off to the side. "He's just a big deal for Spider-Man. He needs to see this through."
Natasha spared a glance at Harley, who had a slight scowl on his face before it melted away.
"I know, why don't you come to the labs with me?" Harley smiled. "It'll take your mind off things for a bit. I mean, I'm sure you're not gonna be hearing from Spider-Man any time soon."
Peter's eyebrow twitched slightly. He needed to be able to make a clean exit later to beat everyone to Oscorp. There was no way he was going to be able to do that if Harley had him trapped in Tony's lab until it was time for the Avengers to leave. Still, he needed something to do, and Tony's lab had what he needed to make some more web fluid. Thankfully since he was "dating" Spider-Man, it wouldn't seem odd for him to make it.
"Ok, but I can't get caught up long. I do plan to see him before tonight. He needs more web fluid."
"You can make his web fluid?" Natasha asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, he taught me how so I could help him." Peter shrugged. "I wanted to be useful."
"So, he's coming to the tower?" Harley asked, holding back a sneer.
"Yeah. I told him I'd meet him in my room later."
"Then we better head on. "Harley said, turning abruptly and beckoning Peter on.
Natasha watched with a frown as Peter and Harley left. This was not going to end well for Harley. Spider-Man trusted Peter far to much for what they had to end easily.
"Why the long face?" Clint asked, sliding up next to her.
"Harley." She sighed.
"He's going to get himself in trouble if he keeps trying to move in on Spidey's territory. Not to mention if they really are involved with Deadpool."
"I'd say Spider-Man is at least." Natasha rolled her eyes. "Why, I have no idea."
"Different strokes they say." Clint shrugged. "Still, maybe Harls should set his sights on someone who doesn't come with enhanced baggage."
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Harley took a deep breath as he led Peter to the lab. This was his chance to really impress the other man. Sure, Iron Lad was cool and all, but in the lab was where he could really shine.
"So, Spider-Man trusts you with his secret web formula?" He asked.
"Yeah. Been making it for a while now. He gets me what I need and I make it."
"Maybe I could he-"
"No." Peter said, voice sharp. "Spider-Man doesn't share his formula."
"I just know he's probably gonna need a good bit now, right? With us going to take down Osborn. I can't imagine his shooters hold much at one time. I'll be there with my repulors though. They can do a lot." Harley smiled.
"His shooters hold a lot more webbing than you think." Peter replied. "But, I can make it. It won't take as much as you might think."
Harley frowned as they entered Tony's lab. Well, if Peter was going to stay loyal to Spider-Man's web formula, he could at least impress him with his new suit upgrades.
"Come over here, Peter." Harley said, walking towards where his suit was on display. "I'm working on last minute upgrades before we go after Norman. I want to be ready to take him down so you, your aunt, and Harry and MJ can go back to their lives. You know, without all this super hero drama."
Peter raised as eyebrow as he followed Harley over to his suit.
Super hero drama?
"This will be the finished look." Harley said, pulling up schematics that overlaid his suit. "I'll have more firepower and the armor will be more secure and durable. I'll be able to take more hits without so much damage. It makes it safe for me to be in the line of fire than what Spider-Man would be."
Peter's eyebrows furrowed as he looked over the specs of Harley's upgrades. The added materials would protect him more than his initial suit would. He wasn't wrong, if it came down to it, Harley was far better protected than Peter.
"So, you'd put yourself in front of Spider-Man?" Peter asked, genuinely curious.
"Well, it's the hero thing to do, ya know?" Harley shrugged, trying to sound nonchalant. "Protect those that need it. Spider-Man can take a lot of damage, but I can take more."
Peter rolled his eyes internally. Harley had no idea just how much damage he could take. Harley's suit may be strong, but ultimately Peter was stronger.
"You don't have to worry, Peter." Harley smiled. "I can protect Spider-Man."
Peter held back a snort as he smiled and nodded his head.
"Thanks Harley."
Harley beamed as Peter turned and started scouting out the lab, looking for what he needed to start working on his webs.
Taking out his phone, Peter checked the time. He needed to have this wrapped up and be gone before five. He had a few hours to work before he had to ditch Harley and leave.
The two worked on thier respective projects in a friendly atmosphere. It was amazing to Peter just how differently Harley treated him as Peter as opposed to Spider-Man. Harley was intent on having his upgrades done by the time to leave, but also quick to point out an improvement to Peter.
"I'm about to test out my suit. Want to check it out?" Harley asked, sliding up next to Peter.
"Umm....sure." Peter replied, tucking a vial of formula into the small bag he had.
"Great." Harley smiled, grabbing his hand and leading him out of the lab.
"Where are we going?" Peter frowned.
"Outside. I have to test the suits response time. I upgraded the wrist brackets that call the suit so it would respond faster. After that, I'm going to try out the rest of the upgrades."
Peter nodded, noting the way Harley refused to turn loose his hand. It only made him want to be around Wade more than normal.
Stepping out into the sun, Harley grinned as he looked back at Peter and hesitantly let go of his hand.
"Step back Peter, I've checked all my calculations multiple times but you still never know."
Peter nodded, moving back to give Harley his space. He actually found himself hoping this didn't blow up in the man's face. He couldn't imagine it would feel good to have an Iron Man style suit slamming into him due to malfunction.
Taking a deep breath, Harley pressed against his wrist. Within seconds the sound of approaching thrusters were heard as the approaching suit began to open in preparation for Harley. The pieces formed around him quickly, giving Peter a glance at Harley's ecstatic expression before it was hidden.
Fully suited up, he turned towards Peter and lifted the face plate.
"Well?"
"Very good timing." Peter nodded. "That was quick."
"I could have the suit on quicker," Harley said, scowling off to the side. "If I had different material to work with."
Peter frowned internally. He knew exactly what Harley was getting at. Apparently, Tony hadn't given consideration to working on any other nanotech suit. He knew Harley had been watching with Tony gave him the suit.
To his own surprise, he found himself on Harley's side.
Harley was supposed to be Tony's mentee, so it couldn't have seemed fair that Spider-Man got the high-tech suit over him.
"Nanotech would work really well." Peter said.
Harley's head snapped up in his direction. Surely Peter knew Spider-Man got a nanotech suit from Tony. Did he also think Harley should have gotten one as well?
"I think so too."
"I can't imagine Tony Stark can't help you with that but, you all have been busy with the Goblin."
"Yeah." Harley replied, his tone suggesting he didn't fully agree. "Maybe after we catch him."
Peter didn't respond. He didn't think Harley would be to impressed to find out that Spider-Man had no intention of using Tony's suit. At least, he hoped he wouldn't have to.
He couldn't and wouldn't deny the fact the nanotech suit would be much better than what he was currently using. It offered better protection and more functions. Infact, it angered Peter just how tempting the suit was. To his shame, he had actually brought it with him instead of leaving it hidden at the apartment.
The dinging of his phone pulled Peter out of his thoughts. Looking down at the screen, he raised an eyebrow as Felicia's name popped up.
/How's the high life?/
\Currently being 'impressed' by the Iron Lad suit upgrades.\
/Ohhhhh, should Wade be worried?/
\Not hardly. When Harley's not being an ass, he's actually not bad. Still, he's no Wade.\
/A crazy mercenary? Few people are, Spider./
\What are you doing?\
/Planning for when I can finally have my prince charming./
\Does Bucky know he's your prince charming?\
/Oh, he knows./
\You make me worry.\
/You should./
\Go easy on him. He's a delicate flower.\
/I'll show him a delicate flower./
\You're a flower alright. A rose with THORNS.\
/My petals are delicate, and you should know./
\I'm not sure how I should feel about this conversation.\
/To bad. We're having it./
\Seriously, I don't think he's ever been with a......sexually liberated woman.\
/I'm gonna be one hell of a teacher. He's gonna get the full Felicia Hardy Experience./
\So....I may never see him again once this Norman shit is done.\
/Honey, if he's able to go out and visit, then I'm not doing something right./
Peter shook his head with a grin. He knew all about the "Felicia Hardy Experience", and a man didn't just bounce back from it immediately.
\Well, God speed to you both.\
/We're almost there, Peter. Norman's gonna be back where he belongs here shortly./
\Love you Kitten.\
/Love you too./
"Everything ok?" Harley asked, watching Peter carefully.
"Yeah, just a friend."
"One outside the tower?"
"Yeah. Felicia Hardy."
"Black Cat?" Harley said, eyes wide. "You talk to her."
"Yeah." Peter shrugged.
"I guess so since Spider-Man is so.....close to her-"
"We slept together." Peter groaned internally, annoyed at having let his comment get to him. He couldn't help it though. He hadn't care for Harley's tone when he talked about the relationship between Spider-Man and Black
"You....you slept with Black Cat?" Harley gasped, eyes wide.
"Yeah. Many times."
"While with Spider-Man?"
"He joined in sometimes."
Not a lie since they had hooked up in the suits multiple times. Some of those times were a little more......risky than others.
Ok, so maybe he lied to Wade. Maybe he did have a slight exhibitionist kink.
It was Felicia's fault.
"He's, he's been seen hanging out with her often. Are you sure he didn't sleep with her when you weren't around? Maybe they were just usi-"
Peter balled his fists. He had tried showing patience with Harley as Peter Parker, but things were getting overly personal now.
"I know very well what goes on in any relationship I'm in."
"I didn't mean-"
"Yes you did. Spider-Man is not sneaking around behind my back."
"Peter, I'm sorry." Harley said, trying to smooth things over. "I just.....I just want to make sure you're being respected. You're.....you're a good person Peter and you deserve to be treated as such."
Peter blinked in surprise at Harley fidgeting. His cheeks were flushed as he looked anywhere but at Peter.
"I'm fine, Harley."
Harley frowned, looking Peter in the eye.
"Spider-Man is just....he's a lot. This Norman guy is after him and it's uprooted your entire life."
"I know."
"Then why?"
Peter cocked his head, unsure what Harley was asking.
"Why be with him and have your life and the lives of your friends and family be put in danger? What's so special about him?"
Peter squirmed. He had never been overly comfortable patting himself on the back, but this was gonna be the weirdest build up he ever had.
"Spider-Man....Spider-Man is out there doing the work the Avengers don't. The Avengers operated on a large scale but Spider-Man and the other vigilantes are out there every night. I respect that about them."
"But you'd be so much safer if you weren't with him."
"Maybe so, but I'm not sorry things are the way they are."
Harley looked at him his features turn determined.
"I think you should find someone better."
"What?"
"I think you should find someone better. Someone who can protect you without having to ask for help."
"No wait a minute-"
"No!" Harley shouted. "He had to come to us for help because he can't handle Osborn on his own. What happens after we put Norman away? You just wait for the next threat he can't handle?"
Peter felt his anger rising. It had taken a lot for him to break down and ask for help. It wasn't a first choice. If could have avoided it, he would have. There was just to much ground to cover when Norman wasn't limited on when he could attack!
"You don't know anything!" Peter growled.
"I know he's not good enough for you!"
"How would you know who is and is not good for me?"
"Because I know someone who is!"
"I'm done here!" Peter hissed, turning on his heel and stomping off back into the tower.
Harley watched him leave, running his hand down his face in frustration.
"That could have gone better."
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Checking his watch, Peter made his way to his room. It was to early to go to Oscorp, but he couldn't stay here. He didn't want to risk another altercation with Harley.
It had taken all he had not to punch the blonde in his face.
Walking into his room, he snatched up the bag his had put his suit in and made his way to May's room.
"May?" he asked, opening the door.
"Yeah Pe-what's wrong baby?" May asked, rushing over to her nephew and taking his face in her hands.
"I just, I need to get out."
"It's a little early..." she frowned, looking out the window.
"I know. I just...I can't stay here." he sighed.
May's nose crinkled in a frustrated expression.
"Something happened. I'd ask, but I can tell you can handle it with a chance to cool down. Alright kiddo. Just....call me when you head into Oscorp, ok?"
Peter smiled, pulling her into a firm hug.
"Will do."
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Peter lifted his mask and took a deep breath. He spent the last few hours moving about the city, waiting for time to pass. He was growing restless. He wanted to get down into the tunnels and, hopefully, get this all over with. The less time he had to spend around....
Peter paused.
Harley. Harley was the first name that came to mind.
Frowning, Peter sat down on the edge of a rooftop. He wasn't sure how he felt about the fact Harley had come to mind before Tony. Sure, he had had a tense run-in with Harley only hours before, but he and Tony had years of history.
It bothered him.
His phone buzzed, pulling him from uncomfortable thoughts. Pulling it out, he checked the time and the sender.
\Do I really have to be paired with your ex?"\
Peter snickered, no longer bothered by his thoughts.
/She made a convincing argument./
\Haven't I been good to you and May?\
/So good that May is eager to welcome you into the family./
\This is what it takes?\
/Don't act like you're not at least a little interested./
The dots indicating typing blinked, then stopped, then blinked and stopped again. Bucky was struggling to reply.
/I'm gonna have to bail on your internal struggle to accept the fact Felicia has you. I gotta get to Oscorp. My understanding is that the tunnels are dimly lit, so try not to get handsy and remember what we're there for./
\I hate you.\
/I'm excited to add another family member!/
Laughing, Peter shot May a text before making his way towards Oscorp and uncertainty.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Office Sex Begin) ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Peter pulled off this mask as he climbed in Harry's office window. Tonight was going to be rough. He wasn't sure how well it was going to go between Tony, Matt, him, Harley and Wade. It was definitely going to be a struggle, especially after today, but they would have to cooperate. They had to, because everything depended on it.
Slipping his mask back on, he made his way down to the lower level and towards the back entrance. He had a little time to kill before the Avengers arrived, so he took his time walking down the hallway. His mind raced with the possibilities of what this night could bring.
Caught up in his thoughts, he gasped in surprise as a hand covered his mouth from behind and pulled him into one of the dark and empty offices.
He grunted as his back hit the wall and his mask was yanked off in one tug.
"Wha-" He tried before warm lips collided with his own.
Before he could shove the person off, a familiar voice filled his ears.
"I've been very patient Baby Boy." Wade whispered in his ear. "But knowing I've got to be down in those tunnels, so close to you and unable to even touch you has maxed me out."
Peter shivered as Wade's ungloved hand slid under his pants and down to his ass, giving it a squeeze.
"So I'm going to take you, right here, in this empty office room. I'm going to bend you over that desk and take what I haven't been able to have in way to long."
"Wa-Wade," Peter groaned, his cock twitching as Wade nibbled up his neck. "The Avengers-"
"Won't be here for a little while and even if they get here early, they'll just have to wait. I'm going to fill your pretty little ass right here and now."
Peter moaned as Wade pushed him face down over the desk, and slowly slid the spandex bottoms down his legs and off. The light from the hallway the only thing illuminating the room.
"Oh Baby Boy, I could look at you like this every day." Wade cooed as he slid a lubed up finger between Peter's cheeks.
"I forgot you always come prepared." Peter let out a husky breath as Wade's thick finger circled his rim, pressing lightly.
"I'm always going to be ready for you, Petey-Pie." Wade grinned, laying a firm smack on Peter's backside before slipping his finger past the tight rim. "Come on Baby Boy, let me hear how much you want me to fuck you."
Peter panted as Wade slid his finger in and out a few times before adding a second. The stretch burned slightly from having gone so long. He moaned as Wade continued to pump until finding his prostate and hitting it over and over.
"Wa-Wade!"
"That's my name Baby Boy, feel free to wear it out. Of course, I'll need to know why you're wearing it out."
Peter whimpered as Wade's finger slid out and circled his rim.
"Come on Petey," Wade whispered as he leaned over Peter's back, pushing two fingers inside him with scissoring motions. "Tell me what you need."
"I-mmm....Wa-Wade...." Peter squirmed, pushing back against Wade's fingers.
"Words, Petey."
"Fu-fuck me Wade! Now!"
"Oh how I love it when you beg Baby Boy." Wade smirked. "But I'm not quite sure you're ready for me yet."
Peter groaned as Wade slid a third finger in, stretching him out further.
"It's been a while and you're so tight!" Wade moaned, slowing down his movements and drawing things out despite Peter's pleas.
His patience at it's limit, they had had to wait long enough, Peter pushed off the desk causing Wade to stumble back and his fingers to slip out. With a growl, Peter spun around, grabbing Wade by the front of his suit and slamming him down face up on the desk. In a swift motion he yanked Wade's pants off and straddled his waist, positioning himself before sliding down Wade's cock with a needy moan.
"If you won't give me what I want Wade Wilson, I'll take it."
"Even better!" Wade grinned as Peter began to bounce up and down, obscene cries escaping his lips.
"Fu-fuck Wade..." Peter panted, bracing his hands on Wade's chest. "We...we need to wrap......wrap up this Norman thing......fast."
Grabbing Peter's hips in a bruising grip, Wade thrust up to meet Peter's slide down. Peter yelled out as Wade increased the force of his thrusts, the room filling with the sounds of skin slapping on skin.
"Wade.."
"Come on Petey, let go baby."
Peter came with a yell, spilling onto the front of Wade's suit as Wade released inside him. It wasn't quite how Peter had imagined their time together after so long, but he couldn't complain either. They both knew they didn't have much time to really play.
The two were left breathing heavily as Peter leaned back, Wade still buried in him.
"Holy shit, Baby Boy." Wade groaned. "That was hot. We need to increase the amount of manhandling you do to me."
Peter chuckled tiredly as he looked down at Wade's smug grin.
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"You're such an idiot."
"But I'm your idiot."
"That you are." Peter smiled. "Now, my wonderful idiot, how do you reckon we clean up?"
"Well, I'd be more than ok with walking out just the way I am. I mean, who wouldn't want everyone to know they were banging this tight, spider ass?"
Peter's face lit up as he gave Wade a scandalous look.
"You are not going out there like that! We have to be serious once we get down there."
"Relax, Webs. I told you I come prepared. I have some wipes in a pouch on my pants."
"Right. Give me a minute. I need....I need to get myself together." Peter sighed, his breaths slowing.
"Take your time sweetheart." Wade smirked, placing his hands behind his head. "I love seeing a job well done."
Peter rolled his eyes with a laugh before lifting up and throwing his leg back over his boyfriend. He could feel lube mixed with Wade's cum slide down his inner thigh.
"If we weren't on a time limit, I'd push that back in you and fill you again."
Peter shivered as he could feel Wade's eyes roaming over his wet ass and thighs.
"Save that thought for later big fella. "Peter said, tossing a wink over his shoulder.
"Tease!"
Smiling, Peter found Wade's pants and dug around in his pockets till he found the pack of wipes.
"Let's get cleaned up and ready to face trouble."
"I'll keep the Iron Dildo twins away from you, Petey" Wade smirked, snatching a wipe from Peter and slowly cleaning him up.
"I feel I should point out that cleaning your partner up doesn't involve groping."
"Only for those who do it wrong." Wade wiggled his eyebrows as Peter rolled his eyes with a fond smile.
"More than that though, I'm not worried about Tony and Harley, I'm worried about Matt. He's not gonna be as happy with our little impromptu session as we are."
"Don't worry Petey-Pie, our favorite kitty cat will handle it."
"She's gonna be with Barnes."
"Well, thank God devil dad is gonna be to busy with the iron family to murder me!" Wade smiled widely.
Peter shook his head with a smile as he ran a wet wipe down the front of Wade's suit.
"I'm not sure what this is gonna look like when it dries." Peter frowned, poking at the wet spot.
"Trust me Peter Pumpkin, it would be the least questionable stain this suit has seen."
Peter raised an eyebrow as Wade just shrugged.
"Put your pants on big guy." Peter said, throwing Wade's pants in his face. "If we get Norman tonight, we can go for round two in celebration."
"Oh, we'll have more than just 'round two', Baby Boy." Wade smirked, pulling his pants on and pinching Peter's ass.
Peter yelped, narrowing his eyes as he finished pulling up the bottoms of his suit and making sure everything lined up.
It was time to get serious.