Come Along | By : CanAm77 Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 5614 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“I still don’t understand why I had to come along.”
:We could be at home watching soaps.:
:Or testing out our new AR.:
“Come on, I just want to get a birthday gift for my aunt. I’m bad at gift shopping to begin with, it sucks having to do it alone,” Peter took Wade’s hand as they walked into the shopping mall.
“Fine, but we’re getting tacos for lunch.”
Peter laughed, “Like you wouldn’t have gotten them either way.”
“That is just not the point. Now you can’t complain about tacos for the fifth time this week.”
They walked for a few minutes, not really sure what they were looking for when Wade came to a stop in front of a French lingerie store. He grinned widely at Peter.
“No. I am not getting anything indecent for my aunt,” Peter said half horrified.
“Not for her. For me.” Wade’s grin widened.
“Nonononono,” but of course it was like dealing with a stubborn mule, who continued into the lingerie shop, pulling Peter along.
A lady with long dark hair walked up to them with a friendly smile, “Can I help you gentlemen find something?”
“I’m looking for a corset, the kind that ties up in the back.”
“Of course, right this way.” She led them to a display of corsets, “Do you know what size she wears?”
“I think you misunderstood me, I’m looking for a corset.” Wade smirked.
“Oh,” the sales associates face went blank, not sure what to say, “Do you need me to fit you?”
“Yes, please,” Wade smiled and held his arms out while she took her tape measure out.
Peter was beyond embarrassed, he should have figured Wade would do something like this.
“Do you know what color or colors you would like?” she asked.
“Black and red are my favorite.”
She fingered through the rack and pulled out black satin corset with ribbings, lace and bows that were red, “Would you like a fitting room, Sir?”
“That would be great,” Wade took the frilly corset.
Peter followed reluctantly.
She opened one of the fitting rooms, “Please let me know if you need any help, Sir.”
“He should be able to help me,” Wade smiled, “Can you help lace this corset up and see if it fits, Hun?”
Peter didn’t really get a chance to answer and was yanked in the fitting room, “What are you doing?” Peter hissed as the door was shut.
Wade tossed the corset to the floor and pushed Peter against the wall, “The question is, what am I going to do?” His hands were busy unfastening Peter’s belt.
“Wade! We are going to get in trouble!” Peter muffled a moan as his pants slid down and Wade kissed his neck.
“Shh…if you keep quiet we won’t.” He pushed Peter’s shirt up, pinching his nipples, “Just think how good this is going to feel… Me thrusting into while you have to keep quiet.”
“Damn you,” Peter said as he pushed Wade’s pants down.
Wade ripped off one of his gloves and pressed two of his fingers into Peter’s mouth, “Suck.” He kissed the side of Peter’s face as he perversely grinded against Peter. He pulled his now wet fingers out of Peter’s mouth and shoved the glove he had been wearing into Peter’s mouth. Peter frowned at him, “Its for your own good, you are too loud when I fuck you,” Wade chuckled. He reached between Peter’s legs and pressed his fingers against Peter’s entrance.
Peter tossed his head back, his moans muffled by the make shift gag. He held onto Wade’s shoulders as Wade aggressively worked his fingers in him.
Wade pulled his fingers out of Peter and hoisted him up against the wall. He pressed hard against the tight ring of muscles, slowly easing himself in. “Fuck, you always feel so good,” he purred into Peter’s ear.
Sometimes he hated himself for always giving into Wade’s desires. But, damn, he was never left disappointed. Wade was gripping his ass tightly as he was thrust into with a fiery passion. He moaned further into the gag as Wade’s teeth bit and marred the sensitive flesh of his neck. He sighed in relief as Wade slipped a hand between them, wrapping a hand around his cock.
“You’re a fucking little slut, Peter Parker. I love how you spread your legs and let me fuck you whenever I want.” His hand stroked Peter’s sex harder and faster. He could feel how close Peter’s body was to orgasm, “Cum with me.”
Peter clung to Wade’s body as he came, pleasure rippling through his body. They held onto each other, tangled and panting for a moment.
They quickly dressed and left the changing room.
The associate walked up to them, “Did it fit well?”
“Perfect, I’ll buy it,” Wade handed the corset to the lady.
After they left the store Peter frowned, “Why did you buy that? You didn’t even try it on.”
Wade grinned, “Because when we get home, I’m going to strip and you’re going to help me put it on. Maybe you’ll see something you like…”
“You are the slut.”
“Yeah, but I’m your slut,” Wade wrapped an arm around Peter’s shoulder and pulled him close.
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