aroceu's ficPeter traces a finger down Wade’s bare shoulder, the warmth of his skin, wonders what he’s allowed to do–and yet, this is Wade, he shouldn’t be allowed to do anything except for an easy fuck, because that’s all Wade was supposed to be good for.
Peter traces a finger down Wade’s bare shoulder, the warmth of his skin, wonders what he’s allowed to do–and yet, this is Wade, he shouldn’t be allowed to do anything except for an easy fuck, because that’s all Wade was supposed to be good for.