[ He wanted to lose his mind, go completely feral and fuck Peter like he was nothing but an object to use for his own pleasure. But he held himself back, at least for now. Focused on the power behind each thrust rather than uping the speed.
It got a lot harder to have any control when Peter started fighting back, no content to just lay back and take it. Because it excited Wade, sparked that fucked up part of his brain that liked to blow shit up, stab his katana through flesh, handle powerful guns. Peter was no pillow princess and Wade appreciated it, wanted to voice how grateful he was. The sentence wouldn't form in his brain, he could only grunt out another curse. Still, he got turned on enough by his reaction that his cock throbbed inside the younger man. Fuck, it was almost too good. Had him panting against Peter's lips before he stole another kiss.
This was too addicting. Would never be enough. He'd end up chasing after Peter, begging for the same high. The grip he had on the guy's hips tightened as he fucked into him. The sound of their intimacy seemed to echo in the night. The slapping of skin, the squelch of lube, each drawn out groan. It was music to his ears. ]
Fuck, you're so tight. I'm gonna lose my fucking mind...
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It got a lot harder to have any control when Peter started fighting back, no content to just lay back and take it. Because it excited Wade, sparked that fucked up part of his brain that liked to blow shit up, stab his katana through flesh, handle powerful guns. Peter was no pillow princess and Wade appreciated it, wanted to voice how grateful he was. The sentence wouldn't form in his brain, he could only grunt out another curse. Still, he got turned on enough by his reaction that his cock throbbed inside the younger man. Fuck, it was almost too good. Had him panting against Peter's lips before he stole another kiss.
This was too addicting. Would never be enough. He'd end up chasing after Peter, begging for the same high. The grip he had on the guy's hips tightened as he fucked into him. The sound of their intimacy seemed to echo in the night. The slapping of skin, the squelch of lube, each drawn out groan. It was music to his ears. ]
Fuck, you're so tight. I'm gonna lose my fucking mind...