[ Being challenged was unexpected. The merc pushed himself to sit up, twisting his body so that he was facing Peter. With a mask covering his face, it was hard to read Wade's face and tell exactly what was going through his mind. It must have been due to the genuine affection he felt for the guy that his fucked up cancer-riddled brain decided not to get set off by something stupid and go to violence, rather than play. He was glad for that. Would have ruined things pretty quick. ]

Yeah?

[ He can't help the smirk that twists onto his lips, tilting his head back and looking Peter over. Did he even understand the self restraint Wade had to use not to just shove him down and kiss him so hard he stole the breath out of his lungs? Tempting him, even as a joke, wouldn't be very wise.

Oh well. Challenge accepted. ]

Sounds like you liked me touching you and aren't very happy that I stopped, since you're not willing to let it go. You want me to touch you again, baby boy? You just gotta say the word.