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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Spider-Man_-_All_Media_Types, Deadpool_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Spider-Man_&_Deadpool, Peter_Parker/Wade_Wilson, Loki/Steve_Rogers
  Character:
      Peter_Parker, Wade_Wilson, Tony_Stark, Steve_Rogers, Loki_(Marvel), Thor_
      (Marvel), Clint_Barton, Natasha_Romanov_(Marvel), Bruce_Banner
  Additional Tags:
      C-boy, Mpreg, Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Wingfic, Knotting, Oral
      Knotting, Body_Changes, Symbiotic_Relationship, Alternate_Universe, Slow
      Build, Alpha_Wade, Omega_Peter, Alpha_Steve_Rogers, Omega_Loki, Scent
      Marking, Other_Additional_Tags_to_Be_Added
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-02-09 Updated: 2017-04-30 Chapters: 3/? Words: 3186
****** The Lust in all of Us ******
by GrumpyTanner
Summary
     Wade loves Peter, to the point of pain but when an odd attack leaves
     both of them with new responsibilities and a budding relationship
     he's worried that he may have made a huge mistake.
     Peter hid his wings, his heart and his identity and in one night, it
     was all ripped from him. All he can do now is move forward, hopefully
     with Wade by his side. Because in the end, all it did was amplify his
     wants.
Notes
     Holy shit, I'm finally publishing a Spidey pool fic. This was an idea
     I had rolling around for a while and it may start off slow so bare
     with me. Peter and Wade may be pretty OOC since this is my first the
     writing them but the love will come~
     Also I should mention that Peter identifies as a boy. Nothing else.
     Just saying.
***** Lust Comes *****
Wade jerked awake, the alpha blinking groggily. Something had set off a warning
in his head, so sudden even the boxes were still unresponsive. Sitting up, he
narrowed his sea blue eyes, casting his gaze around the room. But nothing
seemed amiss. Frowning, he scratched his scabbing head, standing so explore the
rest of his safe house. Flicking the light on, he made his way out, shuddering
as the cool night air lapped over his naked body. The house proved to be empty
but there was a tingle at the back of his skull, the feeling of being watched.
Stretching dramatically, he casually made his way over to his couch, sitting
with his leg spread wide. Scratching his nuts, he turned the TV on, flicking
through some channels before landing on a bad porn parody of himself and
Spider-Man.
 
[Woah, bad plot but Spiderbabes ass~]
 
{ Not as good as the real one but still great spank bank material }
 
Wade grunted in agreement, his length twitching to life slowly. He finally
relented to touching himself as the hot flesh tapped his thigh, his calloused
and scarred hand rubbing over the base. He gave a soft hiss, biting his lip as
he tugged on the heated rod, tugging back his foreskin a bit. A bead of precum
bubbled on his tip, the Merc groaning softly.
 
The image on the flat screen switched to a scene where he knotted the smaller
hero, the actor moaning falsely but it only helped to fuel his imagination. The
boxes cooed their agreement, Wade too far gone to realize he was hearing a
breathing pattern that wasn't his own.
 
His body reacted too late, thick webs binding him to the couch, gun held
uselessly at his side. He grunted, trying to get free as a familiar voice
purred in his ear, distorted and slightly more feminine than he was used to.
 
“Mmm, Wade you naughty boy, looks like you've been caught red handed~”
 
“Spidey? What's going on?! Why are you here?”
 
A pink gloved hand stroked over his muscular chest, the Merc craning his neck
to look at the hero. His eyes widened as Spider-Man stepped around the couch to
finally face him, jaw dropping.
 
The Omega looked… very different. His suit was bright pink, showing much more
skin than ever before. Thigh high heels framed plump thighs, leading his eyes
up to the tiny pink thong Peter wore. 'So he's a C-Omega…’ He thought, licking
his lips at the plush looking mounds hidden under the pink fabric. His eyes
swept upwards, the top covering his chest and up, the gloves covering his
hands. His mask had been fixed to leave his mouth open, plush lips quirked in
an amused smile. Long, fluffy brown hair cascaded down his back.
 
Wade also noticed that Peter’s body had changed as well, the swimmers body now
a lithe, feminine figure. Wide hips, juicy thighs, slender core and DAT  ASS ,
HOO BOY! Wade felt his brain short circuit just a bit, his cock squirting out a
thick glob of precum. He could feel his fangs throb, wings twitching from the
confines of his back, wanting to burst free to present to the sultry Omega
looking down at him.
 
Peter smiled, long tongue licking over his lips before Wade realized something.
“Spidey… babe. What's with the get up? Can't say I don't love it because  fuck,
I just want to bend you over right here and knot you till you're full  but
something is weird. Like Micheal Jackson in an orphanage weird. And that
voice..!”
 
Webbing closed over his mouth, the hero rubbing a gloved hand over his thighs.
“Don't you like it, Wade? He said you would, that you'd give me you knot~ I
need it Wade, please…” He moaned, slick beginning to drip down his thighs.
Wade's eyes narrowed, the smell of a very fertile Omega in heat filling the
room. Peter's wings were fluttering against his back excitedly, his fingers
entering his mouth as he panted. Something was very wrong, Peter had never
shown Wade his wings and now he could see why. The feathers were clear, pearl
like. His wings were small and underformed from being bound to his back for so
long. The feathers were damaged and clumped together, Wade desperately wanting
to groom the smaller boy. To him they looked  beautiful.
 
The boxes yelled, pulling him from his thoughts as Peter straddled his lap,
rubbing against him in wanton need. His fangs dig into the supple flesh of his
lip as Wade's thick shaft rubbed against his lips. Wade felt his mind beginning
to shut down, but he had to fight his instincts. He didn't want it this way,
Peter being controlled by something he had never seen and in heat. He wanted
Peter to be willing, to want him himself. Working his hand behind him, Wade
felt around for his cellphone, grabbing it as he began to give muffled grunts.
 
Peter looked down at him, looking into his eyes before unwebbing his mouth.
Wade coughed a bit, grinning at him. “Spidey-babe, you're driving me nuts here.
Look, Alpha wants to fuck you really,  really  badly but I can't do it all tied
up like this, Baby Boy. Don't you want me to claim you while I stuff you with
my knot? Just let me go and we can do the nasty someplace much nicer.” He was
talking loudly, Fury listening closely on the other line. “Your not acting like
yourself today, Peter. Let Alpha up and I'll give you what you want, okay?”
 
Peter whined, looking down at him. He seemed conflicted before pulling the web
off. In an instant, Wade had the boy pinned, using a piece of fabric from his
floor to tie him up. Peter gave an outraged cry, trying to use his super
strength to get free. “Fury, hurry the fuck up and get over here! I can't hold
him for long!” Wade grunted, cursing. “Ow, you bit me, you kinky little shit!”
Peter tried to get up, wings flapping in terror as he tried to work his way
free.
 
“We're on the way, Deadpool. Just a few minutes.” Fury said, hanging up. The
last thing Wade saw that night was a furious Spider-Man being drug from his
apartment as he pulled on some clothes. “Wade! You were s-supposed to be my
Alpha! WADE!” Deadpool tried to block out the hurt in his voice, sighing as
Fury clapped him on his back between his wings. “We'll figure out what's going
on. I promise.”
 
“You better. I want my Baby Boy back.”
***** The Past is Past *****
Chapter Summary
     Peter wakes and remembers how this all happened.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Peter woke slowly, eyes adjusting to the darkness around him. He was groggy,
moving to stretch before realizing he was bound. Hands behind his back, heavy
shackles around his ankles and neck. He struggled onto his side, using his
knees to sit himself up. He wondered which villain had kidnapped him now,
thinking back to the night before.
He had just came in from patrolling, sighing as he began to remove his suit,
undoing the heavy leather bindings around his chest that kept his wings down.
He stretched the cramped appendages, sighing as he ran a hand through his
primaries, attempting to straighten the glass like feathers. He sat down,
rubbing his face as he thought back to his morning, smiling to himself as he
remembered Wade's presentation for the day. The larger male had flown up to the
top of the building, black and red raptor wings flapping effortlessly as he did
a super hero pose before landing. He stared at Peter before squealing, clapping
like an excited five year old before running up to the smaller hero, grin
obvious behind his mask.
“That was awesome! Did I look cool? Like Superman! Wait, wrong universe. But I
was cool!” Peter laughed softly, the breathy sound making Wade's heart stutter.
“I supposed you did. Did you bring breakfast?” Wade stood tall again, grinning
smugly as his wings flared, presenting to the Omega as he pulled three hefty
Taco Bell bags from his side. “Of course I did baby boy! I wouldn't be able to
look at myself if I failed to feed the person with that perfect of an ass. Eat
up Spidey!” Peter snorted and ignored the heavy sense to return the
presentation, pulling up his mask as he snagged a quesadilla. “Of course, the
big, strong alpha has once again fed the helpless Omega Spider-Man. What would
he ever do without the amazing Deadpool and his delicious, greasy Taco Bell, oh
my god this is amazing Wade.” He shoved another slice into his mouth, groaning
happily as a shudder of pleasure ran down his back at the taste. Wade watched
him, something in his chest swelling as he watched the small Omega enjoying the
food. The alpha in him was practically purring as the thought of his offer
pleasing the spider, considering the boy are like a full football team.
They finished breakfast, parting ways as Peter headed for Avengers tower and
Wade flew off, saying something about a dance battle with cancer patients.
After a boring meeting with Fury, Peter hung around the break room, chowing
down on a protein bar. He hummed to himself before looking up only to find
Black Widow staring at him in his face. If anyone asked him later, he would
deny that his scream was super girly. Natasha glared at him lightly, Peter
clearing his throat and grinning sheepishly at her. “Ah, y-yes?” The elder
spider sat by him, fiddling with her cuffs before looking at him out of the
corner of her eye.
“So, Deadpool presented to you again?” He sputtering, glad to be wearing his
mask to cover his obviously burning face. “W-what? I don’t… n-no, I…!” “Calm
down. It's not hard to miss. He's got the biggest wings besides Cap and Thor.
We keep an eye on you two.” He hung his head, sighing heavily. “Yeah… I mean, I
don't know what to do, I like Wade but…” She tilted her head, looking at him
fully. “But what? You want to be with him, why not present back? He knows your
name and face already. Yes, I saw that.” He pouted, Nat chuckling at the
childish motion. The alpha female had quickly taken Peter under her wing,
almost like a mother, which should have been against her nature but Nat was not
a normal person.
Spreading her black falcon wings, she brushed the red tips down his back, Peter
jerking away. His breath grew labored, Nat looking worried. “Peter? What's
wrong?” “I-I need to go!” He ran off, yanking his mask down and leaping out the
large window. He finally made it home late that night, body tired and shaking
as he collapsed into his couch. He had fought as much crime as he could after
leaving the tower, trying to take his mind off painful memories. He felt a
slight pressure at the back of his head, spider sense nagging him. He sat up
slowly, looking around his apartment before moving to the window, peeking out.
He wasn't ready for the pink slime that latched onto his face, Peter gasping
and clawing at it as he stumbled back into the room and fell back onto the
couch. He felt his mouth forced open, head going light as the slime forced its
way down his throat. “Must… breed… Pretty Omega, must find strong alpha..
Lust.. LustLustLust!” The slime chirped into his ear, covering his limp form.
'A.. symbiote?’ Peter wondered, a full heat beginning to fill his body as he
felt his body begin to change. His hand twitched, reaching for his abandoned
cell phone. 'Must… call Wade… Wade is strong enough… strong alpha… love Wade,
must breed with strong alpha..’ His mind warped, his head itching before long,
curly copper brown hair fell into his face. The Lust changed his body, Peter
blacking out as it finally took over his brain. That was the last he
remembered.
Peter blinked out of his memories as lights filled the room he was contained
in, Peter noticing the bars circling him before a door opened, Nat walking
towards him. “Natasha? What happened? Why am I here?” He squeaked out, face
twisting at how high his voice was now. “Hey Peter. We managed to get that
thing off of you but we couldn't fix… what it did to your body. We managed to
get you thanks to Deadpool. You attacked him in his home.” She sat by the bars,
looking at him before her eyes went to his wings. He felt exposed, only covered
in his tattered suit. “I… is Wade OK? Did I hurt him?” She shook her head,
reaching in to play with his longer hair. “He's fine. But are you OK?” She
asked quietly, her real question hanging between them.
“What happened to your wings?”
He looked away, swallowing heavily before the door opened again, his heart
stuttering as Wade walked in. There was a lot of talking to be done.
 
Chapter End Notes
     Whew, this took all day cause I was sleeping sob. Poor Peter, all
     your secrets coming out. Momma Nat is becoming a nice character to
     me. And here comes WADEEEEE
     Next chapter, we'll see some nice fluffy with Peter and Wade and
     introduce more of the avengers.
***** In which the Alpha gets the Omega *****
Chapter Summary
     Peter is released and Wade makes a tough decision.
Wade plopped down next to Natasha, the woman scooting a bit to give him some
room.
 
He was wearing his hoodie and jeans, no mask. Seems like he had been in a rush
to get to Peter.
 
The boy swallowed, looking between them before he sighed.
 
“It… it happened in highschool, just after I had gotten my powers… Before that,
my wings were brown and gold, that of a smaller peregrine falcon. I was so
proud of them, I loved flying in the open fields and playing with my uncle
while he showed me cool flying tricks. But when the spider bit me, they
changed. I think the mutation spread to my wings as well. When I woke up, they
were like… glass and spiderwebs. I hid them. Bound them to my back. And because
I couldn't fly, couldn't… I couldn't get to uncle Ben in time. I let my anger
get the better of me and thought I could pick who to save. But I couldn't. And
he died because of me…”
 
Fat tears filled down his face, Peter curling in on himself.
 
He began to sob as thick arms reached into his cage, pulling him closer to the
Merc.
 
Nat gently took his hand, her thumb running comforting circles over the top.
 
“Peter, that wasn't your fault… You were young and hurting. And those men chose
to go after your uncle. You didn't lead them to him. He would be proud if the
man you are today.”
 
He gave a weak gasp, the sound squeaky and heart broken.
 
Wade held the 19 year old as close as he could, fingers threading through the
long brown hair, letting him fall asleep in his arms.
 
 Nat waited till he had fallen in deep enough of a sleep before slipping her
hand free, heading out of the room and towards Fury’s office.
 
The director looked up as she knocked, pressing the button to open his doors.
 
 “Can I help you Agent Romanoff?” He sat back, black and grey wings pinned to
his back.
 
“Yes. I request that Parker be let out. He's no longer a threat and he needs to
rest, sir.” She stood at attention, back ramrod straight.
 
 The older alpha regarded her, hands crossed over his mouth before he nodded.
 
“Fine. But he is to remain under surveillance to make sure that thing didn't do
any lasting damage to him or his mind.” She nodded, turning and leaving.
 
By the time she made it back, Steve, Clint, Bruce, Tony and Loki had arrived,
the prince using his magic to free Peter.
 
“Glad Fury just approved his release.” She smiled, Wade standing with the boy
in his arms.
 
Loki smirked, flicking back his hair, the front braided back in intricate
patterns before falling into raven curls down his back.  
 
He had decided to let it grow out since Steve had told him he liked long hair
on his lovers.
 
Unfortunately the Captain was blind to the gods advances. “I see. Well I
couldn't leave another Omega in captivity, not when he's in such distress.”
 
The alphas were already crowding around Peter, touching his arms and head to
make sure he was ok and felt comforted.
 
Bruce and Clint were by Nat and Loki, Bruce sighing. “They need to get him into
a room before his pheromones attract all the alphas in this place. Whatever
that thing did, it ramped up his scent by a lot.”
 
Loki frowned, humming as he waved a hand, Wade and Peter disappearing just as a
few alphas turned the corner, sniffing the air.
 
Wade blinked, looking around before relaxing. They were at Avengers tower now,
the little Omega curling into his chest more in his sleep.
 
The smooth voice of Jarvis filled his ears, Wade grinning.
 
“Hello again, Sir. Would you like me to direct you to young Parker's floor?”
 
“That would be great Jarvis, by the way how did your date with Siri go?”
 
He could practically hear the computer sigh, stepping into the elevator that
sat open, waiting for him.
 
“I'm afraid that miss Siri and I did not connect as you had hoped. She lacks
the ability to feel for me.”
 
Wade awwed, looking sincerely apologetic. “Well there's better luck next time
Jarvis. Don't give up buddy!”
 
Wade stepped out of the elevator, his head swimming. He was a bit confused as
to why before realizing the cause was Peter, the small Omega whining in his
sleep.
 
Slick was dripping onto the floor, Wade groaning as his cock throbbed, Wade
rushing him into his floor and placing him on his bed.
 
He paced the floor, talking to himself and the boxes as his wings flared, the
black tips brushing the ceiling as he tried to keep his mind in tact… what
little tact he could.
 
He heard Peter groan, Wade biting his hand before rushing out, closing the
door.
 
“God damnit, pretty omegas and their heats!” He cursed, panting as he ran down
to the elevator, slamming the button for the garage.
 
But before it could close, he heard Peter whine loudly, his body twitching
before he sighed and stopped the door from closing.
 
Stepping out, he headed back to the room, Peter writhing in the bed, his suit
discarded as he tried to work his fingers deeper into his dripping insides.
 
“W-Wade! I need y-your help!” He keened, slick practically flowing from his
pussy, wings drooping low on the bed.
 
Wade growled, gripping his head before looking at him, fangs growing longer.
 
“Peter, I need you to tell me that  you  want this. I can't do this because of
your heat.” He pleaded, blue eyes shining with want and confliction.
 
Peter stared before smiling softly, looking more like himself than before.
 
“I… I don't want anyone but you, Wade. I was afraid to say it but I love you
and I know you won't hurt me. Please? Help me with my heat?” He blushed,
covering himself shyly.
 
Wade tackled the boy, Peter giggling as he pulled him into a deep kiss.

“Always baby boy~”
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