friday: five things/times
For one last time, I'm beckonade and today our theme is five things/times. Prompts can be any spin on the classic Five Things format including the related 'five times something happened and one time it didn't'-type variation.
Just a few rules:No more than five prompts in a row ( Read more... )
Just a few rules:No more than five prompts in a row ( Read more... )
He stumbled over to the door and pulled it open to see Wade, sporting a sombrero and a Mexican blanket draped over him like a poncho. He held a six pack of Corona in one hand and a bottle of cheap tequila in the other.
“If we leave now to beat the traffic, we can make it to TJ in time for an authentic cinquo de mayo celebration.” He announced.
Peter slammed the door in his face.
~ ~ ~
Wade looked out at the packed baseball stadium thoughtfully.
He put his popcorn aside.
“You know, I’ve always wanted to try streaking.” He started to shrug off his jacket.
“No!” Peter hissed, grabbing Wade’s arm and forcing him back into his seat.
~ ~ ~
Peter frowned into his beer. Some wiseass had punched up “The Escape Song” on the bar’s jukebox.
He was completely unsurprised when said wiseass turned out to be Wade, who had returned from the men’s room and was now swaying next to their table.
“If you like pina coladas…and getting caught in the rain…” he crooned, seemingly oblivious to the stares he was earning from the other patrons. He extended a hand. “Dance with me, Babyboy!”
Peter shook his head and hunched over his drink as far as could, trying to hide the red in his cheeks.
~ ~ ~
“I was just thinking…”
“No.”
~ ~ ~
Peter’s muscles burned as he held onto Wade’s arm. In the middle of chasing the bad guys, Deadpool had slipped and was now dangling over the side of a building.
“Let go,” he urged, “you know I’ll be fine.”
“No,” Peter rallied all his strength and pulled Wade onto the roof.
~ ~ ~
They lay next to each other, still panting and flushed from their activities.
“Marathon session complete!” Wade held up his hand for a high-five.
Peter rolled his eyes.
“C’mon, Parker, admit it. Best sex you ever had!”
Peter didn’t reply.
“Best sex you’ve had recently!” Wade’s hand was still in the air.
Peter remained silent.
“Best sex you’ve had today!”
“All right, I’ll give you that.” Peter smirked.
“Yes!” Wade puffed out his chest. “I knew it!”
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Glad you enjoyed it. :)
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“I was just thinking…”
“No.”
^My favorite one.
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I'm so glad that it amused you and made you laugh. Mission accomplished!
*cuddles*
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*cuddles you back*
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