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Don't Stop Now - Wade Wilson x Fem! Reader [NSFW]

tags: MDNI, comic version Wade Wilson, quick recovery, dominant Wade Wilson, sub reader, face-sitting, squirting, enthusiastic consent, body appreciation, mating press

word count: 3.3k

synopsis: Round two of marathon s-e-x series; Wade's not holding back now.

a/n: be honest with me rn, are you a fan of wade wilson?

You rolled to belch over your shoulder after Wade grabbed you a beer from the fridge. The two of you had slammed through the chinese food, leaving egg roll crumbs on the bed sheets only adding insult to the damp injury.

Upon stretching your arm out, you noticed a red fabric tucked just under the mattress. Wade leaned over you, ghosting his lips along your stomach and ribcage before planting a firm one just under your right breast.

"Where you goin'?" He asked, his voice a delightful gruff. Your hand touched at the back of his head, only encouraging his action before you grabbed the fabric and pulled it free.

You held it in your palm, staring at the red bunch of fabric with black ovals stitched into it. You hummed at the fabric, wondering what it was before Wade's lips found your nipple and generously suckled.

"Ah," you whimpered, holding his head to your chest before running your fingers down the back of his neck. "Wade, quit."

"Why?" Wade asked as you restuffed the fabric under the mattress. "You love it."

You rolled your eyes, stretching out over the rest of the bed. Your legs melted apart as Wade's hand skirted along your waist, savoring every inch of your bare skin before teasing a finger down to your slit.

You hid a soft wince, your hand going for his wrist. "Hey, easy. I'm rubbed raw."

"So sensitive?" He puled, teasing you as his mouth moved between your breasts. "Are you done for the night?"

The thought was tempting, especially with the chinese food and beer now sitting like a deadweight in your stomach. You grumbled, relishing in the attention of Wade's scarred lips against your skin.

You craned your neck to look at him, tilting your chin to beg for his kiss. Wade smirked, stretching his body over yours to kiss you, catching your bottom lip between his with a tender nibble.

You hummed, rolling your hips up to feel Wade slotted between your legs. His cock began hardening against your stomach, his tip nudging along your belly button.

When he pulled away, you groaned and dropped your head back down over the edge of the bed. Though your body was now too full and elated to keep going, you shifted back onto the bed and reached for your beer over the foot end.

Tilting the can back, you took a long swig as Wade's lips started dotting upwards to your neck.

"I know I get you for a year, but I feel like I'd waste a second," he whispered as he touched your sides.

You shut your eyes and focused deeply on Wade's touch, his burnt fingers tender and trembling. When he got to your shoulder, he paused and held himself there. He inhaled through his nose, exhaled over your skin before pursing his lips with another kiss.

You smiled, finishing off the droplets of your beer then turned to Wade. You kissed his temple, nudged your nose against his forehead.

"I dunno, I feel like I might belch in your face. Not romantic of you to fill a girl full of sodium then ask her to fuck."

Wade chuckled, resting his cheek to your shoulder. "That's where you're wrong. I, for one, would love for you to belch in my face."

You hid a roll of your eyes, leaning to kiss Wade again. You looked over the bed, speckled with crumbs and soy sauce stains against the mess you two made earlier.

Wade's fingers slipped between your thighs, touching at your pussy timidly. You gasped sharply, tilting your head against your free shoulder.

"Let me clean up at least, I can't fuck on food. That's my hard pass."

Wade grinned, shaking his head on your shoulder. "I'm not ruining another set of sheets, waterworks. I'll eat the crumbs off your ass."

You reared up from Wade and onto your knees, shrugging him off of you. Pushing to stand, you leaned over him and kissed his cheek.

"That's sweet," your teeth grazed playfully at his skin, taking a tender nibble at him. "Too sweet."

Wade groaned and rolled onto his back, stretching his arms out over the edge of his bed. You stared at him, his eyes trained on you, and smirked.

Your gaze slowly drifted down his form, taking in each puckered inch of his skin before backing away from the bed. "Stay put, okay? I'll be right back."

Wade nodded, tilting his head back further to watch you from this new angle. "I'll keep your seat warm for you," he teased, reaching a hand out to offer a tender stroke to his cock.

You hid a deep groan, backing into the bathroom again to freshen up. Your hips ached at the thought of spreading for Wade again, but the sluggish trail of yours and his cum was tickling its way down your inner thigh.

Turning around, you marched into the bathroom to pee and clean up as best as you could, taking water from the sink to rinse the sweat from your face.

When you returned, the bed was empty except for Wade now resting in the center of it. The sheets were cleaned to the best of Wade's ability and the chinese food and empty beers were moved back to the kitchen.

"You didn't have to do all that," you crooned to Wade, now sat up on his elbow and resuming the stroke of his cock.

"Kitten wants a clean bed to fuck on, kitten gets a clean bed," he said with a bit of his bottom lip. "Feel better?"

You nodded softly, standing before the edge of the bed. Wade turned his free hand upwards to edge his finger at you, a 'come hither' motion that you could feel in your core.

"Wanna go again?" he asked, his voice a distinct pinch of grit and almost exhaustion.

You cooed at his question, your body ready to cave into his and feel his skin all over yours. You furrowed your brows slightly, tilting your head as you crawled over him.

"Are you tired?" You whispered, pressing your lips to the center of his chest, then another time at the base of his neck.

"N-no, no, I can go again," Wade responded, shaking his head slightly. He flopped onto his back and tilted his chin at you. "Can you?"

You narrowed your eyes playfully at him. "As long as you can."

Wade grinned then, his perfect white teeth gleaming. "Like I'd rather sleep."

You hummed, leaning down to kiss him as you hitched your leg over his waist. "I could go all night then."

A deep grumble emanated from Wade's chest into yours, both of his hands resting at the backs of your thighs. He eased you back an inch, allowed your wet pussy to graze the heat of his cock. Your eyes fluttered at the feeling, arching your hips to get even closer to it, to him.

"Not yet," he whispered, shifting you away from him with a soft wince. "I got a better seat for you." Wade urged softly.

You furrowed your brows, sitting just above Wade's cock.

He smirked and tapped your thighs, instructing you silently to move further up his body. When you shifted a bit further up Wade's chest but stopped, he chuckled.

"Kitten," he purred out, resting two fingers to his chin. "Right here."

Your eyes widened at him. "No, no Wade I can't."

You tried to squirm away the thought, your pussy still betraying your mind.

Wade groaned, his free hand sliding to the front of your hip as his thumb pet at your slit. "You're thinking about it."

You folded your hands up to your chest, holding your palms over your breasts. "I-I can't. I don't want to crush you."

Wade leveled his brows, his smile genuine. "What a hell of way to go if you did. I can see the obit now. 'Wade Wilson ate pussy so hard that his girlfriend crushed his head. His and said girlfriend's orgasms were quoted as: 'awesome', before Wilson died from significant thigh squeezing.'"

You scoffed at his response, reaching to swat his chest. "Now I definitely won't do it, I don't want to be the one to kill you."

Wade hid a deep roll of his eyes, tilting his chin up to elongate his neck with a groan. "Would you please come sit on my face for a minute? If you hate it, I'll eat you out the old fashioned way."

You cut your eyes to the ceiling, dropping your hands to brace his chest. "One minute, okay? I don't want to suffocate you."

Wade was absolutely giddy at your agreement, waiting as you crawled on your knees up to his neck before a shaky breath escaped your mouth. You raised up on your knees, watching Wade level his chin before you rolled your hips forward and grazed your lips to Wade's.

"F-fuck," you whimpered, edging your knees to either side of Wade's head, brushing his ears to your inside thighs. "One minute."

Wade grinned, the bottom of his face disappearing under your hips. "Just let me mouth fuck you."

His hands curled around the back of your thighs, holding you down to his face. Wade opened his mouth and instantly probed his tongue into you, his nose nudging against your twitching clit.

"Yes," you whimpered, instantly folding at the warmth that radiated through you from Wade's hot mouth.

Your hand went for the top of Wade's head, trying to force his wet, morphous tongue further into you as your thighs twitched around him. You tightened your muscles, thinking hard to not meltdown over Wade's neck.

Not to mention he called you his girlfriend. You rutted softly against his open mouth, feeling his lips kiss back at your pussy while his tongue curled in a steady motion inside of you.

"You," you began, looking down to Wade and immediately meeting his gaze. His molten glare shot through your back and you trembled over him. What you wouldn't give to let him have his last desserts, just to show what he was doing to you. "You called me your girlfriend."

Wade cocked a brow at you, rubbing his nose to your clit while he nosily slurped at your juices. Your hand on his head twitched, nudging his face a bit further into you.

You threw your head back with a loud whimper, no longer holding back your noises for Wade's sake.

"Am I...?" you began to ask, only for Wade's fingers to slip into your pussy just alongside his tongue.

You began to see stars, your eyes crossing at the feeling instilled in you from Wade. 'Boyfriend' was moving a bit fast, but this man was definitely on his way to seeing what you thought of him every day you could.

"I'll be yours," you whined, cried to the ceiling as loud as your body would let you. The fluttery feeling along your back soared up and caught you with all the heat just below you. "If you'll be mine."

At that utterance, you rocked your hips once and sealed your fate. Your hands braced your thighs, trying your hardest to stay upright though your strength was fleeting.

You tried to back off of Wade's face but found yourself locked in by Wade's arms around your legs; your thighs twitched, your body convulsing softly at the heat continuing to lash through your orgasm.

It was almost torturous, trying to pry Wade's face from your pussy before your stomach tightened and you contracted just along his chin, effectively drowning him in your wet.

Your vision suddenly went dizzy, still being catered to by Wade's hot, even wetter mouth now. You were ready to tap out, your pussy no longer soft and hot but now throbbing and aching.

"Wade," you mewed, finally gaining an inch to pry yourself off of Wade with your remaining knee strength.

Wade popped his two fingers into his mouth, sucking the essence of you as you unhitched your leg from his head. "Like I said, hell of a way to go."

He sat up on his elbow again as you sat just against his waist. You were convulsing now, leaning into Wade's chest and resting your forehead to his shoulder. The wisps of euphoria in your body made you twitch, curling into the man's beautiful burned chest.

Wade ran his hand down your back, admiring the curve of your spine before wiping his mouth of your juices then licking his palm clean.

"That was..." you tried to say.

"Too hot, even for you?" Wade asked, attempting to finish your statement.

His damp palm reached out and gripped his cock, stroked it slowly. "I was about to cum all over your back if you kept squirming."

You exhaled deeply, your hips instinctively angling to wriggle against Wade's stroking hand. "You should've."

Wade hummed, leaning into your ear to whisper. "I'm saving it for when I'm balls deep in you."

You groaned at the thought, raising your head up to meet his lips. "That was good. I'd love to cum on this face for the next year."

He offered a peck to your lips, his swollen and wet. You could taste yourself from his kiss, intoxicated on sharing spit the same.

His free hand combed through your hair, shifting you to your side before pulling away. "I'd like that a lot."

Wade shifted next to you, his arms curling around your waist with appreciative touches. "Do you want to keep going?"

Your eyes fluttered at his question, loving every time Wade asked. His tone was almost eager but muted, ready to go along with every word you offered him. Slowly, you tempted your knee to Wade's hip, spreading your legs just above his at-attention cock.

"Please," you begged softly, dropping an arm back to the bed and stretching your body out before him.

Wade's brows furrowed softly, dipping his mouth to your chest and taking your nipple between his lips. You flinched at his warmth, your hand returning to the back of Wade's head to hold him close to you.

You whimpered, edging your knee up further.

Wade's tip grazed against your pussy, causing it to flex in response. You angled your hips closer to him, slowly spearing yourself onto his cock.

Your other hand reached out for his shoulder, pulling him closer to you. Wade released your nipple and worked on the other one, taking your breast in his hand to massage it circles as he sank into you.

You angled your hips up to accomodate more of him, releasing a long drawn moan to the entire apartment. Wade chuckled, pulling away from your breast with your nipple tenderly bit between his lips.

When he parted from it, a line of spit twinkled from his bottom lip to your nipple. He leaned into your neck, opening his mouth to lick a thick stripe at the meet of your clavicle.

"Oh kitten, my neighbors are gonna love you," he teased, his hands taking grip of your hips. "I want you to be so fucking loud."

You felt a streak of blush on your cheeks as sweat beaded on your forehead; your arms crossed under Wade's shoulders, trying to hold his hot body close to yours.

You only nodded to his sentiment as he held your hips steady as he pulled out slowly then reversed back. You licked your lips and turned your head in Wade's direction.

Wade lifted his head as he shifted his knees to the bed, driving your hips closer to him until he was fully inside. He rolled his eyes at driving into you, tilting his head back with a low moan.

"Damn, this pussy is insane," Wade groaned, sliding his hands down your thighs to pull up to his waist.

You dropped your hands over your head, watching Wade start a pace as he folded your legs along his sides. Then he leaned back over you and you lost a sliver of your sanity.

"Shit," you whispered, feeling Wade sink deeper into you while the backs of your thighs burned as they were pressed to your chest.

"That feel good?" Wade asked, his hands planted on either side of your head.

You lost your breath, driven to a pant as your hands reached to cradle Wade's face. You stared deeply into his eyes, pulling him closer with your lips parted to breathe against his mouth.

You tried to speak but were silenced by Wade's steady pace, his hips rolling and slapping against you while his cock roused your g-spot.

All you could do was nod along with his strokes, your eyes crossing while you got lost in his fluid movements and accuracy to pleasure.

"Baby," you whispered before Wade's lips, "So good. Go slower."

"I'm going..." Wade breathed down your neck, spotting kisses along your shoulders and between your breasts. "to savor you."

Wade caught your lips in a kiss, molding his tongue along yours while he rocked slowly. A heat built up between your stomachs, your eyes rolling at the tender upscale slope that came with each long stroke.

Your hands curled around his shoulders, edging your knees tighter to your body to allow him further until he was tapping right where he needed to.

"Wade," you moaned, pulling away from his mouth with a soft smack.

Your hands pressed tight between his shoulders, arching your back and rolling your hips to meet his thrusts before you cascaded over.

You reached out to the small of his back, silently willing his hips to stop as your pussy throbbed on his cock and you came with a loud string of moans.

Wade groaned just before you, his eyes trained on your face scrunched in pleasure as he shortened his thrusts to find his own peak.

"I know you got something for me, waterworks," Wade teased softly, ignoring your hand placed just along his back to resume his pace.

You coiled on him, your knees twitching and losing their position close to your chest; he faltered slightly at your still-pulsing pussy and froze, letting it drive him to his orgasm.

"Shit," he began with a low gasp of air. "I almost had you too."

You hid a roll of your eyes, letting your legs fall to the mattress as Wade rested his weight on top of you. "I almost let you, too."

He chuckled lowly, raising his body up on his elbow to peer down at you. "You don't know how badly I want to make you do that...every single time."

Your heart skipped at that, sitting up after Wade. "Please don't, my pussy can't take that."

"Aww," Wade began, kissing at your cheek. He gently pulled out, slipping down your body to between your propped up legs. "Let me apologize?"

You wriggled away from Wade, trying to clench the cum seeping out of you from ruining more of the bed. "Not this time."

Wade smacked his teeth in mocking disappointment. "Damn, maybe later."

You hummed in response, looking around the apartment before finding the same towel from the previous session. You reached for it on the floor, pulling it up and sliding your ass over it.

Wade sat back from you, eyes trained between your legs as it slid down between your lips and met with the towel. He hid a gulp, taking grip of his cock and folding it to his thigh.

"Fuck, that's hot." Wade whispered, hissing at the sight before prying himself from staring and shifting off of the bed.

You watched as he crossed the room to the kitchen, opening the fridge for two more beers then popping two egg rolls into his mouth on his way back to the bed.

"Power snack," he muttered, pulling one egg roll from his mouth and offering it to you.

"How chivalrous," you smiled, taking the egg roll then the beer he offered just the same.

"Gotta keep that energy up," Wade said, chewing through his egg roll before pressing his greasy lips to your temple. "We got all night to get through."

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baka-bakeneko · 3 months

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Take a Break - Wade Wilson

tags: video games, mini contests, sex repulsion, Sex Repulsed Wade Wilson, teasing, a litttle dry humping, serious discussion abt sex repulsion, domestic shit, cutesy PDA, consolation

wc: 2.2k

synopsis: Wade has to say something.

a/n: I originally wrote this as like a third marathon piece but one of my favorite artists (fuzzyaya on twitter) reminded me that Wade Wilson doesn't have a super high sex drive, so I ran with that instead.

You reared on Wade's lap, moving the controller up to shield his view of the television. His arms around you squeezed at your sides, shifting you out of the way while his teeth sank in your shoulder.

"Move your ass so I can beat it," Wade growled against you, pulling you back down.

You wiggled on him, distracting him with a flick of your hips. He tightened his hold on you, leaning you into him.

"Winner gets the good pillow," you taunted, leaning into Wade's view.

Wade made a noise of amusement, leaning you sideways out of view before manuevering his controller cord around you.

"Who said I have more than one? Looks like you're sleeping on my chest, kitten."

You pressed your knees into Wade's thighs, pulling yourself upright in his lap again. "You make it sound like a bad thing."

Leaning back, you pecked Wade's temple then sat up on your knees to block his view as the two hyper-colored cars entered the last lap.

"Loser buys coffee in the morning," you offered, using your nitro button at the last curve.

"I'd shake on it, but I'm about to win this--shit!" Wade boasted, ready to breeze past you with his final nitro boost, but you crossed over the finish line and the race was called.

Your character rounded the lap in cartoon cheers and confetti, the winner's title displayed on your half of the screen. Wade's character drove, head in hands defeat, displaying a full 2nd place placard.

"Nice try, baby," you comforted, sitting down on Wade's lap and dropping your controller to the living room accent table. "Make mine's an extra large iced coffee, okay?"

Wade hid a roll of his eyes, dropping his controller next to him and scooping your legs and back into his arms. "You think I reward cheaters? Nice try, yourself."

He shifted onto his knees on the couch, then stood up. You curled your arms around his neck, pointing your toes with Wade carrying you to bed.

"Cheater? You dare to mock my champion title?" You asked, dropping down onto the mattress, your hand folded to your chest in feigned offense.

Wade growled, crawling over you and meeting your lips. You held his face, your fingers tracing over the intricate burns along his ears. Your legs spread, you invited him to steady his weight over yours.

He sighed into your mouth, his face and body relaxing as his arms curled around your waist. He rolled his hips, nestling his bulge behind his briefs at the crest of your mound behind your panties.

You pulled back with a whimper, resting your forehead against his with a huff. Wade shared your breath, his chest meeting yours with a deep stretch of his back.

"I dare," Wade punctuated with a quick peck. "But I'll buy you a coffee as a consolation prize."

You scrunched your nose, puckering your lips for another kiss.

"Make sure it says 'Number One' on it," you teased, rolling your hips to rub against Wade's bulge.

He smirked, baring his top teeth with a playful sneer. "I would, but I'm a sore loser."

You feigned a pout, running your fingers down to Wade's neck. Pulling yourself up, you kissed his cheek then jaw. Wade hummed, tilted his jaw in the direction of your affection.

"Can I...say something?" Wade asked, planting his hands to your hips and putting distance between your bodies.

"Of course, baby," You said, lying back on the bed. Your fingers circled at the nape of his neck, your other hand dragging down his shoulder before finally squeezing his bicep.

Admiring him.

Wade's browline raised, his eyes softening while he stared down at you. He blushed, swallowing hard as his gaze raked down your body clothed in his sweatshirt. His chest rose and fell hard, acknowledging the hi-cut panties you were adorned in.

"I..." Wade began, bringing his eyes back up to meet yours. "don't want to have sex tonight."

Your fingers never stopped curling at the nape of Wade's neck, your other hand running down his side. "Okay, baby. That's okay."

The skin between Wade's brows scrunched, smiling in slight disbelief. He quirked, taking in your demeanor. "You sure?"

The knit of your brows couldn't be helped; tilting your head slightly at Wade, you cupped his jaw and brought him closer to you until your lips grazed his chin.

"I understand if you don't want to, Wade," you reassured, lifting to kiss his cheek, then the corner of his lips. "I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable."

Wade immediately collapsed against your body, nuzzling and squeezing you close as he tucked his chin over your shoulder. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his slim shoulders and holding him tight against your chest.

"But I'm taking the pillow tonight." You teased.

Wade glanced up at you, squishing his cheek harder against your shoulder. "I'll be your little spoon."

You smiled, kissing Wade's forehead as your fingers traced down his tattered back. His skin a decorated mosaic of scars and welps, his body telling a story all on its own.

You shut your eyes for a long moment, relishing the feeling of Wade's steady weight over yours. "Can I ask you something back?"

Wade stifled a yawn, tucking his chin and shutting his eyes. "Shoot, hot stuff."

You disguised a gulp, your palm petting over your boyfriend's shoulder blade. "Has...anyone made you feel bad for saying 'no'?"

At that, you felt Wade stiffen over you. His body, once malleable and warm was now jagged and cutting. His chin moved over your chest, monitoring your shallow breaths since asking.

Still, he answered: "Uh, yeah. A few."

Your breath stopped, wondering how twisty the question must've felt in Wade's gut. You angled yourself up on your elbow, staring down at Wade positioned on your chest.

In that instant, you wanted to throw your body over his like he did you to shield whatever horrific thoughts you simmered out of him.

"I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to bring up bad memories."

Wade scoffed, effectively shutting down your apology and relaxing against you. "Like that kart racing bullshit? I'm still not over that by the way."

You tried to meet Wade's eyes, your hand finding the back of his head to get him to look at you. "Wade--"

He shut his eyes to hide from your prodding glare, sure that you would see through him. "Don't think I forgot the blue shell. You almost had me forgetting."

Then he was up and off of you, making his way off the foot of the bed and towards the bathroom. You sat up, your body chasing after his.

"Wade, please." You reached for his hand to pull him back into you, console the feelings he harbored.

He threw his hands up in feigned defeat, walking into the restroom. "Just remembered I can't share my bed with a cheater, sorry."

You sat on the edge, dangling a foot to the floor while you waited to hear Wade's movements. You stared at the comforter dangling over the edge of the bed, patiently biding your time until he returned.

Minutes passed without a sound which prompted you to stand. You tiptoed in the direction of the bathroom then leaned against the doorway when you found Wade sitting on the toilet seat., head in hands.

"Baby," you began, launching yourself away from the doorway. "I'm sorry."

You stopped before Wade, who was unmoving. No sniffles echoed from behind his hands, just silence. You swallowed and sat on the decorative toilet rug before his legs, reaching a tentative hand out to pet his knee.

He flinched slightly, but never receded from you. You pet carefully, stringently, at his kneecap then this calf. More time passed in silence between you two until he inhaled deeply and sat up.

"Do you like a man that's repulsed by sex sometimes?" Wade asked geniuinely, his eyes finally meeting yours.

They bore into you, searching inches of your mind to find an answer suitable for his question. The corners of your mouth lifted, tempted to beam a soft smile at him but refrained.

You tenderly rested your chin against his thigh, keeping his inquistive gaze met.

"I like you, Wade," you answered honestly. "And if that's how you feel sometimes, then that's how you feel. I respect it."

Wade scoffed, flashing a hint of his signature smirk before his face fell and he looked away. You saw his eyes glisten something fresh, the tempt of tears.

"You know, when I said I'd like to keep you for a whole year, I was probably exaggerating." He looked down to his clasped hands in his lap.

Wade tempted his tongue out to wet his dry lips, the very lips that kissed you so tenderly. "I want to keep you, but when it comes to sex...I-I-"

"You don't have to keep it up everyday," you said, raising your hand to rest between his open palms. "I'm not asking you to. I'd never ask you to. And I"m not going anywhere unless you ask me to leave."

Wade's bottom tried to quiver, but he sucked it in and looked at you. "I'm not kicking you out for shit. You'll be begging to leave me at the end of this."

Your heart singed at the utterance. Your hand squeezed at his, resting your cheek on his thigh. "What end?"

Wade opened his mouth to speak but clammed up the further he stared. He exhaled a shaky breath, dropping his eyes to your hand in both of his.

"I don't want you to think I'm sick of you. Or disgusted." Wade started, glancing at you. "I just..."

"Don't feel like it sometimes," you finished, nodding along to his sentiment. "I understand, babe. I do. And it's nothing to do with you."

"Don't think you wiggling on me, cheating at that game wasn't doing it for me. It does wonders for the spank bank." He reached up to tap his temple. "But that'll only be when I'm away from you."

Silence crept in again before Wade's breath shoved it away. He stood, pulling you to your feet and tenderly melded his lips to yours.

"I'm sorry, for bringing that--"

"Shush shush," Wade enunciated, folding his index finger to your lips before playfully squishing them down. "I'll race you to bed. Winner gets the pillow."

You flashed your teeth from behind his finger. "Game on."

Darting out of Wade's grasp, you breezed out of the bathroom and hopped onto the bed. Wade was close behind you, his hands ghosting out at your waist to pull you back before his body careened onto the bed directly after yours.

The two of you ended up a tangle of limbs, clawing to the head of the bed, ready to tag Wade's singular pillow in triumph.

"Wade, don't play with me right now."

"I'm playing nice, baby!"

The closer you got to the pillow, Wade would grab your hips and drag you back, causing your hoodie to ride up to your chest. Wade lunged out for the pillow, only stopped by your hands gripping agressively at his ass and yanking him back.

The two of you play-fought in a continuous wave until you called a truce to catch your breath. In the middle of the bed, you and Wade both stared at the ceiling, panting like a pair of dogs.

You glanced over at Wade, over the vast grey sea of bedsheets and started laughing. He grinned at the lilting noises that escaped you and joined in.

He reached for you first, pulling you towards him to bask in your laughter. His hand curved at your hairline then down to your jaw, admiring all big and small about you at once.

He swallowed hard, his laughter dying out the more he was drawn in by your glow, the blush from playing brightening your cheeks. Too soon.

You still tittered, meeting Wade's milky gaze and mapping the beautiful imperfect of his face while your hand drifted up and grabbed onto the pillow.

With a smile, you brought the thin pillow down on Wade's head, cackling all over again as he broke. His nose scrunched with a scoff.

"You cheated, again!" Wade jeered, pulling you in for a deep kiss that shot to your toes.

Your body froze, humming and tittering behind the work of his lips before his tongue slipped into your mouth. The moan that escaped you was unmannered, your hands bracing his waist to keep him a chaste distance from you.

When he pulled away, you tossed the pillow back up and grinned. "I didn't cheat the first time."

"That's debatable, okay? I bet if there was an instant replay, it would've shown I was in the lead."

You stuck your tongue out playfully, pinching at his side. "You wish."

The two of you remained in the center of the bed, going back and forth on your consecutive wins until Wade stifled a yawn.

You sat up, reaching for the comforter to bubble over the two of you. "When you wake up, don't forget my coffee, okay?"

Wade exhaled in acknowledgement, his eyes shutting to feign sleep. "Huh?"

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