eighteen.
Wade grabbed Peter by his slender hips and pulled him closer. Peter wrapped his arms around Wade's shoulders and straddled his lap like it was something he'd done a thousand times already. Wade didn't miss the way that Peter was holding his hips up. It was almost as if Peter was unsure about this, about Wade.
It didn't take a genius like Bruce Banner to know that Peter Parker would never act without being totally sure of himself. So right now, Wade knew Peter was just worried about him... But Wade also knew that this wasn't just for the fun of it, or because he meant anything to Peter. He was meant to serve as a distraction for Peter, nothing more. He also knew that shutting the kid down would set the kid off worse than just letting him do his thing would, and so Wade just did what he knew he needed to do, and pulled Peter's hips down to settle on his lap.
It took less than a second for Wade to realize that Peter had never done this before, and it was all thanks to the way Peter's body tensed up. Peter pulled out of the kiss and looked down at the older man. "W-Wade, I..."
Wade shushed him with another kiss. He waited for Peter to kiss him back before he let his scarred hands wander Peter's thighs. "It's okay Peter, we're doing this at your pace. You're the lead here."
"But I-I don't... I don't know what to do..." Peter sounded nervous, but he also sounded frustrated by not knowing.
Wade leaned up and brushed his nose across Peter's jaw. The younger boy shivered and gripped tightly onto Wade's shoulders.
He pressed light kisses to Peter's neck and jaw, and the more he did it, the more Peter relaxed into his touch. He began to slide his fingers under Peter's shirt. Peter shivered above him once more, and all Wade could do was smirk as his scarred fingers ghosted across Peter's smooth skin.
He almost didn't want to touch Peter like this. He didn't want his damaged self coming into any kind of contact with Peter's body. Peter was pure, clean, light. He was newer to the world than Wade felt he would ever manage to be again. Wade didn't want to ruin Peter, the way he knew he so easily could.
He knew it wouldn't take much to rip the fragile teen into shreds of the person that he is now. Wade could lead Peter on and with a few simple words, he could crush everything that Peter had inside of himself and break his little heart into pieces. It would make him vulnerable, it could get him hurt, or killed.
"Do you want me to show you what to do, Petey?"
Peter pressed down where his fingers met with the back of Wade's neck and nodded, though he couldn't be seen. "Please...Wade, I wanna forget."
And yeah, Wade knew that it was a bad idea, but with the little spider practically begging, there wasn't much he could do in terms of saying no. Except that he could. But did he? No. Because this is Wade we're talking about and that's just how he is.
And if Wade said that the idea of taking Peter Parker's virginity didn't turn him on, he'd be a damn liar because right now he was harder than he ever remembered being. Wade Wilson has taken many a virginity, from man and woman and extraterrestrial alike, but nothing has ever excited him the way that Peter's pouty lips do.
Wade stood and effortlessly carried Peter back into the bedroom.
"Wade, you know, I-I've never done this before.."
"Shh, I'll take care of you, Petey, don't you worry."
Peter stretched out on the bed a little and his shirt rode up to reveal a patch of tan skin that Wade just couldn't stop himself from kissing. It made Peter shiver again and Wade took it as a sign from above that little Peter was getting off on the idea of Wade, too.
Peter, noticing Wade's little fascination on his skin, decided to be a little shit and pull his shirt up in as sexily of a manner that he could. It must have spurred Wade on, because in the next second, Wade was gripping at his thighs and digging his thumbs into the skin.
Wade was getting hard, this he couldn't deny, and he made this clear to Peter when he pressed his crotch against Peter's leg. Peter whined and that's when Wade noticed the little bulge in the front of Peter's pants. Wade leaned down and rubbed his nose over it and Peter's hips bucked. If Peter was this responsive now, Wade can only imagine what he'll sound like later on.
Peter slipped his hands underneath Wade's sweater and Wade reluctantly allowed him to pull it off. The exposure of his skin hurt like flames were tickling every inch of his body. To be held under Peter's gaze like this burned him. But Peter paid no mind to his damaged skin, at least, not in the way that Wade feared. Peter leaned up and attached his lips to the place just below Wade's collarbone.
Wade let out a moan as he ran his fingers through Peter's hair. For never having done this, Peter sure seemed to know what to do when it came to hickeys. Oh god, Stark was going to kill them both.
The thought of Stark alone just might be enough to kill Wade's boner, but when Peter lifts his hips to grind against him, Tony Stark is forgotten in an instant.
Wade pulled Peter's shirt off the rest of the way and tossed it across the room. He thought he heard it thud against the window but he didn't care enough to look. Looking for the shirt would mean looking away from Peter. He could see the exact moment that Peter began to get self-conscious.
When Wade's eyes moved to Peter's chest... When they trailed over the burns on his otherwise flawless skin... Peter looked down. Wade just kissed over it and started pulling Peter's bottoms off.
It was quickly made clear that Peter didn't have underwear on underneath. It took a lot of self-control on Wade's part not to just take Peter right then and there.
But Wade, deciding to be a gentleman for once in his goddamn life, took the time to find the lube he'd stuffed away in his bag.
He took the time to use his fingers to stretch Peter out. He took the time to press and curl his fingers in the places that made Peter moan and writhe beneath him. He could see the little beads of sweat start to form on Peter's neck. He leaned down and licked the sweat from Peter's neck and let his teeth graze the skin.
Peter moaned and all Wade could do was smirk as he moved his free hand to stroke Peter's aching cock.
When Wade pulled his hands away from Peter, he whined. But Wade just shushed him and stood to take his own pants off. Peter blushed more than he'd done in the last hour when Wade was naked in front of him.
Wade crawled back onto the bed with the lube and settled himself between Peter's legs. Peter rested his hands on Wade's shoulders and all Wade did was stroke Peter's thigh to soothe him as he lubed himself up with the other hand.
Peter took a deep breath as Wade lined up and he let out a whimper as Wade was pushing in.
"Shh, I've got you, baby. You're okay."
Peter nodded and took a breath. It didn't take him long to calm down enough for Wade to finish pushing in, and when he bottomed out they both moaned. Watching Peter's face was like a goddamn blessing that Wade didn't feel like he deserved.
Wade kept his hips slow, even when Peter started begging him to go faster. Wade shook his head and kissed along Peter's jaw.
To see Peter lose his composure like this, to see him gripping the sheets and throwing his head back... To feel Peter like this, feel him gripping Wade's bicep while he clenched around him... Wade leaned down and kissed Peter, who wasted no time in kissing the Merc back.
Peter kept letting out little moans and whines against his lips and Wade swallowed them as if they were water and he was a man dying of thirst.
Peter was getting more and more desperate. His whines got louder and he kept whimpering Wade's name and Wade knew that he was getting close. He squeezed Peter's hip and sped up ever so slightly.
Peter was basically crying tears of pleasure at this point, letting out little whines and cries at each of Wade's thrusts. Wade nearly matched each sound.
"W-Wade, I, ah~"
"Shh, I know baby, come on."
It was almost like Peter was waiting for Wade's permission to cum, because in the next couple of moments, Peter stilled, and then he spilled his load all over his own chest. Wade didn't think twice to take that moment to cum inside of Peter, either.
Wade took the time that Peter was breathless and unfocused to pull out and clean them both up a little bit before letting Peter have a nap.
If Wade took to doing Peter's research for him for a couple of hours, nobody needed to know.