[ It's a dangerous game to play, telling Wade to lose his mind. Speaking to him with such a filthy mouth. It challenged his overwhelming desire to protect Peter, to make sure he didn't hurt him while they were at their most intimate.
The very idea of his come sliding down the inside of Peter's thighs was more than Wade could take, though, and he did end up losing himself. Used more of the power that muscles like his could afford, snapping his hips brutally and cursing against the younger man's mouth. Nothing more intelligent could be said by that point, even though he would have loved to use his mouth for something better for a change. He would have liked to tell Peter to mark him up even more, there was no reason not to when the marks wouldn't last long and Wade always found them hot. Or to taunt Peter about how Wade's cock had turned him into a slut pretty damn fast.
Alas, he was too caught up, had lost any sense of control. Pretty soon even cussing was beyond him and he just let out low pleasured groans and grunts, fully incapable of speech. Peter's tensing tightened the grip those muscles had around Wade's dick and it was too good to deny himself of it. He was a mindless beast chasing after pleasure, forcing Peter to take every inch of his girth over and over again without any mercy. Sweat drips down the side of his neck, skin tinting red from the exertion he used.
There was a tightness forming in his balls, a sign that he was quickly hurdling towards his end. But Wade was a stubborn bastard and was going to make sure Peter finished first. He was a gentleman like that, thank you very much. ]
it's all good ❤️
The very idea of his come sliding down the inside of Peter's thighs was more than Wade could take, though, and he did end up losing himself. Used more of the power that muscles like his could afford, snapping his hips brutally and cursing against the younger man's mouth. Nothing more intelligent could be said by that point, even though he would have loved to use his mouth for something better for a change. He would have liked to tell Peter to mark him up even more, there was no reason not to when the marks wouldn't last long and Wade always found them hot. Or to taunt Peter about how Wade's cock had turned him into a slut pretty damn fast.
Alas, he was too caught up, had lost any sense of control. Pretty soon even cussing was beyond him and he just let out low pleasured groans and grunts, fully incapable of speech. Peter's tensing tightened the grip those muscles had around Wade's dick and it was too good to deny himself of it. He was a mindless beast chasing after pleasure, forcing Peter to take every inch of his girth over and over again without any mercy. Sweat drips down the side of his neck, skin tinting red from the exertion he used.
There was a tightness forming in his balls, a sign that he was quickly hurdling towards his end. But Wade was a stubborn bastard and was going to make sure Peter finished first. He was a gentleman like that, thank you very much. ]