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SpideyPool - Alpha/Omega	By : CanAm77 Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 10660 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Peter bounced off the wall, landing ungracefully like a rag doll. He pushed himself up and coughed, tasting blood. He was so far off his game it wasn’t funny. And he knew why, he shouldn’t be out fighting right now. Not in his condition. Why the hell didn’t he keep better track of this?

He got up and glared at Rhino. He didn’t even have the strength to run. He laughed at himself. Was being an Omega going to be what finally killed him?

“Why so weak?” Rhino taunted before punching him once again.

Peter sprawled to the ground and looked up, barely strong enough now to even hold his head up. He damned his body. He wasn’t really sure what he was seeing, but something very fast and red and black descended on the side of Rhino’s head, sending the villain flying. He was roughly picked up and thrown over a shoulder. There was running, jumping and climbing done, but it all was like a dream. It didn’t take him long to figure out that he was being carried by an Alpha. And that scent made his heat react worse. Tears slid down his face from the agony and because he wasn’t ready to mate or bond. They came to a stop and he was set down gently, he looked up and nearly died. Deadpool was hovering over him, pain gripped his stomach as he feared being raped. “Go ahead and laugh,” Peter hissed.

A deep frown set into Wade’s mask, “What the hell are you doing out here like this? I could smell you four blocks away.”

“It came earlier than I expected.” Peter curled into himself, the pain and shame overwhelmed him. His body convulsed as he sobbed hard.

Wade rubbed a hand on his back, “Shhhh, its going to be alright.”

“How can you say that? I’m not ready to mate, and now I don’t have a choice.”

“Huh? You think I’m going to force you?”

Peter nodded.

“No, never. Your scent led me to where you were, but I saved you because you were going to get killed, not because I wanted to force you to breed.”

Peter had his reservations, but he never knew the Merc to lie.

“You know I can protect you. Do you want me to bring you home or do you want to come to my place where I can watch over you?”

Peter thought for a moment, “Why would you help me?”

“I know the feeling was never reciprocated, but I consider you a friend. I never would want harm to come to you.”

Guilt washed over Peter. It was true, he had always pushed Wade away and treated him like dirt. He was always fearful when he went into heat that someone would take advantage of his weakened condition. “I don’t think I deserve it, but I would be very grateful for your protection.”

Wade picked up Peter bridal style and made his way back to his apartment. It would be agonizing to be with Peter during his heat, but he could manage to control himself.

Peter pressed his face into Wade’s shoulder. He smelled so good. Like gun cleaning oil, gun powder, maple syrup, spices and everything Alpha. His heats were always agonizing. And even though his body was still filled with lust and excruciating need, he quickly realized being so close to an Alpha actually calmed down some of his body’s pain and need. He thought it would have been opposite, making his body’s desire worse. They were soon in Wade’s apartment, and Peter was set down on Wade’s bed.

Wade looked down at the lust ridden Omega and ran his fingers through his hair. God, he wished he could have an Omega like this. Peter was perfect. He knew with his scared body, no one would willingly mate him. It pained him to think about his lonely existence. “Try to rest,” Wade turned to leave, but Peter grabbed his hand.

“Please stay with me. Its easier when you are near me, it doesn’t hurt as bad.” Peter pleaded, he took his mask off and looked desperately up at Wade.

“Sure thing.” Wade laid down on his side. He stiffened when Peter moved over to him, pressing his face into his neck. Peter nuzzled his neck and sighed in contentment. It was really to much for him to bare, but he gritted his teeth, determined to keep his promise. His arousal throbbed harder, being pressed against the Omega in heat and the delicious scent. He shifted his hips back, but Peter just moved closer and threw a leg over his hip. Tears sprang to his eyes. He had never been this close to someone in heat.

:Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn.:

:This box can’t handle this, currently checking out.:

Peter inhaled Wade’s masculine scent. He felt so good. Everything was getting hazy. Pain washed over him as a wave of need assaulted his body.

Wade’s heart broke as Peter’s strangled cry pierced his ears. He suddenly realized this was much harder on Peter than himself. He spent the remainder of the night cradling Peter. He would hum to him and rub circles on his back. After hours of excruciating heat, it finally started to recede. They both quickly fell asleep, utterly exhausted and clinging to each other.

When Wade woke up, Peter’s face was still firmly planted against his neck. He had never been more fond of Peter than at this moment. It felt good to be needed and useful. He eased himself away from Peter and went to the kitchen and pulled out three different big bowls and started up the burners. He started filling the bowls and mixing the batters, leaving one plain and adding chocolate chips to one and blueberries to the other. Soon he had a table full of fluffy pancakes. He turned and smiled when he seen Peter yawning and stretching in the entrance of the kitchen, “How are you feeling, baby boy?”

“Like hell.” Peter groaned.

“Well, I cooked you breakfast. It’s the Deadpool special, pancakes, pancakes and more pancakes! Guaranteed to make you feel better.”

Peter gave a dry laugh, “You are lucky your metabolism is on steroids, else you would be fat as sin with your love of carbs.”

“Well, I may as well make the most of it.” Wade winked at Peter.

Wade sat next to Peter as they ate, “Is it usually this hard on you?”

Peter stopped eating and nodded, “Every time. Shouldn’t you know that?”

“Why should I know?”

“You’re an Alpha. Don’t you…ya know…” Peter waved his hands around, “have first hand experience?”

Wade laughed, “Me? Who would mate me? Exactly no one would.”

Peter frowned, “Why?”

“Well, there’s ugly, then there’s me. There isn’t enough money in the world for someone to mate me. The real question here is, why don’t you have a mate?”

“I’m not ready. I know that doesn’t make any sense, but its true. I would love a mate on the other hand, though. But, it just isn’t time yet.”

“You will make someone very happy.”

Peter gave him a small smile.

“You need to promise me that you will come here every time you go into heat, until you find someone.”

“I can’t expect that of you.”

Wade squeezed his shoulder, “Please. I think of you as my friend, I couldn’t bare the thought of someone hurting you in that condition.”

“Am I going to get pancakes every time?”

“Every time.”

“Can I get my chocolate chip pancakes with the chips in the design of a smilie face?”

Wade narrowed his eyes, “Yes.”

:Why didn’t we think of that?:

:We should throw in some other faces…:

Peter left shortly after. Wade sighed deeply. He needed a nap. He stripped his clothes and went to lay down. He groaned when his face hit the pillow, heavy in the scent of Peter’s heat. He buried his face into the pillow, inhaling deeply. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes, he knew that this was the closest he would ever get to a mate. He was worthless and no one would ever want him.

***

Months past, soon Peter and Wade were in a locked schedule to deal with when he went into heat. They had continued this for well over a year. Time after time, Wade was there for Peter. Never once faltering in betraying Peter’s trust. It chipped away at Wade. He never felt used, but it did amplify his loneliness.

Peter entered Wade’s apartment, having long ago been given a key.

A huge smile broke across Wade’s face, “Hey.”

Peter wasn’t exactly sure what set him off. Maybe it was his hormones. Maybe it was being an Omega. He didn’t know. But, his mood was foul. “Why are you so happy?” Peter snapped.

“I am just happy to see you.”

“You must love to torture yourself.”

Wade nodded, “Maybe. Let me know when you’re ready. I’ll leave you be.”

Peter watched as Wade left the living room and immediately felt like an ass. Wade had been nothing but kind to him. He sat on the couch and put his head in his hands. He was on edge so bad lately.

Well over an hour past and Wade hadn’t heard anything from Peter. He went back to the living room and found Peter curled into himself, muffling his sobs against the couch’s arm rest. He was very worried since Peter wasn’t quite in his heat yet. Something else was going on with him. He sat next to Peter and pulled him to his chest, smoothing his hair, “What’s wrong?” he whispered in his ear.

“Everything.” Peter sobbed, “I’ll never have a mate, even you wouldn’t take me.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Wade grabbed Peter’s jaw, yanking his face to look at him.

Peter laughed, “How long have we been doing this? Fourteen? Fifteen months? When have you ever expressed an interest in me?”

Wade barred his teeth, a deep growl vibrated though his throat, “You are blaming me for having no interest? I respected what you asked of me. I would rather have you in my life as a friend than have you hate me because I mated you without your consent.” Wade ripped his mask off, “Look at me and all my scars, tell me that this is a face you’d be willing to look at and cum underneath that rest of your life.”

“I’m willing.” The answer was flat and matter of fact.

“What are you saying?” Wade choked.

Peter held onto him, pressing his cheek into his chest, “Its been you all along. I just never realized it. You have been here for me, more than anyone else I have been with. I would have you if you would have me.”

Wade’s mouth was dry and he was out of words. “Are you sure?”

Peter smiled to himself, “I am.”

Wade’s chest was pounding so hard he felt like he was on the verge of a heart attack. His mind didn’t even know how to process this, “You mean you want me to mate you? Tonight?”

“Yes.”

Wade felt dizzy. He had spent countless days jerking off to the scent Peter left in his bed. And now Peter wanted him to take him. “If we do this, there is no going back. I know I’ll bond with you.”

Peter swung a leg over Wade’s lap, straddling him and took his face in his hands. Their eyes locked, searching each other for sincerity. “I’m counting on it.”

Something in Wade’s mind kept repeating, “Mine, mine, mine.” His Alpha nature quickly wanting to take over and mark his Omega. He leaned in and their lips met softly.

Part of Peter wasn’t sure what he had just done. Or why he had done it.

Wade’s hands quickly began exploring Peter’s body. Fuck, he felt nice. His scent was driving him crazy. He licked at Peter’s mouth, wanting in. Wanting to dominate him in every way possible. Peter’s mouth opened obediently and was savaged. He flipped Peter over on his back, pinning him down and resuming their filthy kiss.

Peter moaned when Wade started grinding against him. Wade’s hands slipped under him, grabbing his ass, giving him more leverage to grind against him. “Wade, please…” Peter whimpered.

“Please what?” Wade kissed Peter’s neck.

“Please, I need you, I’m burning up.”

Wade chuckled, he liked seeing and feeling Peter squirm because of him. “Mmm, but I like what we are doing…” His teeth and tongue worked aggressively against Peter’s throat, “Do you know how much agony you put me through? Always laying in my bed in heat, clinging to me. Then leaving. But, your scent would linger for days on my pillow and sheets. Mmm… do you know what I’d do?”

Tears welled in Peter’s eyes. He wanted to be mated so bad it physically hurt. “No.”

Wade’s voice was rough and husky, “I’d press my face into the pillow, smelling all that you left behind. And then I would take my hand,” he took Peter’s hand and pressed it between them, “Feel that? I’d have to take care of that every single fucking time.”

“I’m sorry,” hot tears slid down Peter’s cheeks.

“Don’t be sorry,” Wade nearly purred, “I am going to make sure I get paid in full tonight.” He got up and picked up Peter, quickly whisking him away to his bed, laying him down. He pulled Peter’s clothes off and nearly died. Damn, he was beautiful. His face was flushed, his back arched just slightly.

Peter took Wade’s hand and pulled him on top of him. His legs wrapping tightly around Wade’s hips.

Wade licked and bit Peter’s throat as his fingers pinched and rolled Peter’s hard nipples. He slipped one of his hands between Peter’s legs, pressing a finger against his tight entrance, “Is this where you want me?” Peter nodded and gasped as he slid the finger in, working his finger back and forth before adding a second finger, “You are so wet, I bet you want me to fuck you so hard you scream.”

Peter needed Wade now and couldn’t handle how Wade was dragging it out. His hands found Wade’s waistband, impatiently pulling at them. “I need you now, Wade. Please,” he pleaded.

Wade had originally wanted to drag this out longer, but Peter’s scent was too intoxicating, making his Alpha nature want to take and mark what was now his. He let Peter push his pants down until his straining arousal was free. He kissed Peter as he positioned himself against the man beneath him. He pressed hard against the hot, slick entrance.

Peter moaned and dug his fingers into Wade’s back as Wade pressed into him. He felt like he was being stretched to his limits as the Alpha entered him. He clung to Wade as hard as he could, his face pressed tightly into Wade’s shoulder to try to muffle his moaning. It felt right and perfect, his heat finally being satisfied. His back arched even more as Wade started to move back and forth in him.

Wade never imagined breeding an Omega in heat would be this hot. Peter’s body responded to every little thing he did. Moaning, gasping and crying out his name over and over again.

Peter was so close to orgasm, when Wade’s knot swelled inside on him, locking them together, it rubbed so hard against his most sensitive bundle of nerves. The orgasm ripped hard through his body, his body convulsing and gripping onto Wade.

Wade inhaled sharply as the spasms from Peter’s body milked his cock, enticing him to cum. He turned the panting man’s face to the side and leaned down, as quick as a viper he sank his teeth into Peter’s shoulder, marking him as his for the rest of their life’s. It would heal in time, but his mark would always be there. He pulled his face away, looking Peter in the eyes, “You are mine always now. If you ever even look at someone with interest that isn’t me, I will fucking kill them. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Peter pulled Wade to him and kissed him deeply.

Wade came apart, spilling his seed deep in Peter. Their bodies laid tangled and panting for some time.

Peter rolled Wade over and straddled him, “Thank you for waiting for me.”

Wade smirked, “It took you long enough.”
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