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SpideyPool - Scars	By : CanAm77 Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 3114 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Wade smiled as he pressed Peter against the wall, the thin suit left nothing to the imagination as his hands perversely touched the panting hero. “I know you want me, why do you always shy away?” And it was true, the past couple weeks they had developed some sort of lust for each other, but Peter always cut it short. And Wade couldn’t figure it out, he could see and feel how rock hard Peter was through the thin suit. “Am I so ugly your pride won’t let you fuck me?”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” Peter easily slid away and sat down on his couch.

“You can not be serious.” Wade sat down next to Peter, “I know what I look like, turn the lights off. I don’t care. I just can not keep this up, my balls are going to explode, in a very bad painful way.”

“You don’t get it, do you?” Peter sighed.

“That I’m a monster? Yeah, I got that memo a long time ago.”

Peter shook his head, “No, this has nothing to do with you. Just me.”

“You?” Wade asked confused.

“I’m not comfortable stripped in front of anyone. I don’t even like to look at myself.”

Wade just didn’t even have any words, his mind tried to grasp what he was hearing. He had assumed the whole time that Peter didn’t want to have sex with him because of his massive amount of scars. “Why?”

“I have been fighting many years now. Even though my healing factor isn’t as great as yours, I normally heal with little to no scarring from my battles. But, I have some pretty horrendous scarring from winters and a couple bouts being tossed in the ocean.”

Wade frowned, “I don’t understand.”

“Salt, anytime I have a open wound and hit salt it seems to make my wounds become horrendous scars. During the winter when they salt the asphalt and I get thrown into the ground with open wounds, the scars become permanent. The same with the ocean. I’m no beauty queen.”

“Who exactly do you think you’re talking to? Most people would toss their cookies if they had to look at me naked. I don’t care what you look like, Peter.”

“How can you say that? You don’t even know what I look like.” Peter was yanked so quick on top of Wade’s lap, he gasped.

“If this is a challenge, you are going to loose. Sorely. I want you panting, moaning and bucking beneath me. I want you to cum so hard, you will never be able to imagine getting off by anyone but me.”

Peter felt his pulse quicken and his body heat up. His body relaxed a little bit, settling down against Wade. His sex throbbed, aching for whatever Wade offered him. “I don’t want to be a disappointment,” he whimpered.

For the first time, it really sank in that Peter had just as much emotional baggage as he did. “Peter, you have never let me see you shirtless, much less naked. It is you that I have fallen for. Do you honestly think I care about your skin? You are perfect to me.” As Peter was still straddled across him, he pulled his own mask and shirt off, “Take a long hard look a me, do you think I even deserve you?” His hands went to Peter’s mask and pulled it off, as he had done many times before, when they had kissed and groped each other. Then his hands went to the hem of Peter’s shirt, “May I?” Peter nodded and looked away, and it pained him to see the shame in Peter’s face. But, he had to do this. He needed to. All the years of rejection. Had Peter rejected him because he thought himself unworthy? As he peeled the skin tight shirt up, yes there was massive amounts of scarring, but all he could focus on was shapes and contours of the lean muscle. Fuck, what it would feel like, holding that body beneath him. A sharp, low growl escaped his throat.

Peter was quickly pinned down on his back, his shirt pushed up, barely above his nipples. He could have denied Wade at anytime one handed. But, the feeling of Wade pressed against him, lustful and wanting, made him slack to whatever the man above him wanted. As much as his body wanted this, his emotions and insecurities consumed his mind. He damned his weak mind as hot tears slid down his face. This was not what he wanted to happen, he covered his face with his hands.

Wade propped himself up on his elbows when he felt Peter tremble and heard the muffled sobs, “Hey, baby boy, what’s wrong?” He ran his fingers through Peter’s thick hair. Peter removed his hands from his face, his eyes bloodshot and wet with tears. He leaned down and kissed Peter lips, “Talk to me.”

“Its so many things,” Peter looked away, not sure if he should run or spill his guts.

Wade ran his fingers in various shapes along the side of Peter’s face, “I’d stay here till next year listening to you.”

“I’m sorry for ruining this.”

Wade got up and picked Peter up bridal style, “You haven’t ruined anything.” He carried him to his bed, laying him down. He laid down next to Peter and propped himself up on one arm looked down at Peter, “What’s bothering you?”

Peter sighed, “I’m afraid of being in a relationship. I don’t want to be hurt or left again.”

“Look at me,” when Peter’s eyes locked on his he continued, “do you honestly think I could leave you?” Peter nodded. He looked hard into Peter’s eyes, “I love you.”

Shock hit Peter, “What?”

“I love you.”

Peter shook his head, “No, you can’t.”

“I do.”

“You can’t,” Peter pulled off his shirt, “look at me.”

Wade looked at Peter’s torso and shoulders and arms, every scar unique. Scars from claws, fangs, explosions, weapons all evident. He leaned down, kissing every scar he could.

“What are you doing?”

Wade looked up, “I love everyone of these scars.”

“Why?” Peter asked horrified.

“Everyone of these scars brought you closer to me. They are a map and a story of how you became the man I fell in love with.”

Tears spilled down Peter’s face, he was overwhelmed, he pulled Wade’s face to his own, crushing their lips together. Their kiss was deep and passionate.

Wade pulled away from their kiss and cupped Peter’s face with his hands, “I mean it. I love you, Peter Parker.” They held onto one another for a long time until they both fell asleep. Wade woke to the sound of his own moaning. His eyes fluttered open, finding Peter completely nude straddling his stomach. Peter had his hand behind himself, working Wade’s sex with his slick lubed hand. He put his hands on Peter’s thighs and rolled his hips up, “Oh, good morning, beautiful.”

Peter chuckled and released Wade’s arousal, laying on top of Wade, “Good morning yourself.”

“You’re naked,” Wade grinned as he grabbed Peter’s ass.

“So are you…”

“How exactly did that happen?” Wade cocked an eyebrow.

“You are a very heavy sleeper, but if this doesn’t interest you…” Peter started to move away.

Wade grabbed Peter’s hips, pulling him back towards himself, “You are adorable.”

“Not exactly what I was going for,” Peter laughed.

Wade winked, “Well you are sexy too, duh.”

“Shut up,” Peter leaned down and kissed the scarred man’s lips.
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