Thread: X-Men Evolved

I'm sorry, Peter sighed, shaking his head. If you could get him to leave you alone permanently, would you? he wondered aloud, not actually have a way to do such a thing. Bobby shrugged, I dunno. He rested his chin on arms atop bent knees. I wouldn't, Peter answered his own question. Not now, anyway. Do you like him? Bobby inquired. Like as a dom, or? In general, the blonde shrugged, feeling a bit uncomfortable at how easy Peter brought up the actual sex aspect of his relationship with Deadpool. In general, yeah. I like him, Peter nodded. He can get annoying as fuck sometimes, but you probably know that, he smiled. Bobby nodded silently. Do you like him? The spider asked, anticipating a negative answer. Dunno, the Iceman replied. He never bothered me all that much, and for some reason after all these years he decided to pay attention to me. Not to mention he's sexually harrassed our students. He what? He's groped a student, the blonde sighed, rubbing his temples. Like, an actual student? Peter checked, sounding incredulous. Technically, Deimos wasn't a student, but Deimos and Holly were the same body. So, anything done to Deimos was forced onto Holly as well. Yeah. And Logan didn't rip his guts out? It is a very long story. But, don't think that wasn't Logan's first instinct. And they invite him back here even after that, Peter shook his head in disbelief. Trust me, there are a lot of people who are unhappy with it. You've just got to be thrilled, the brunette said sarcastically. Overjoyed, Bobby barked a laugh. Peter patted Bobby on the back in comfort. It gets better, he teased. Tell that to the kid he groped. Poor kid, the brunette sighed, definitely not teasing anymore. Hope they're not scarred for life or something. Yeah...I'll tell you one thing, though. Wade better watch out for Hank. The kid he groped has been...well, sorta Hank's special project. The kid hates it here, but his situation doesn't really leave him with much choice. The other students can't stand him and he's been violent in the past with teachers. Hank is the only one who has his full trust and can sibdue him. Like some kinda pseudo-dad, or something. Hank is more than willing to go apeshit on Wilson's ass. Oh, great, yeah. Beast versus Deadpool. Because that wouldn't turn into an absolute shit show. Peter shook his head, imagining the destruction if Wade had an excuse to go all-out. It's good Hank's there for the kid, though. Yeah, the kid needs someone in his corner. Might at as well be the all wise Henry McCoy. All-wise and seriously powerful, Spiderman agreed. Bobby chuckled, And, as cuddly as a teddy bear. That's the Wizard of Oz, right? Peter joked with a snort. Wise, powerful, and cuddly? A smile quirking his lips, the blonde nodded, Sounds about right. There was a moment of silence between the two before Peter spoke up, You know you don't have to hang out with me all night, since all your friends are in there. He nodded towards the building. I'm probably not going back, not for very long anyway. Bobby shrugged, I'm fine out here. I mean, I wasn't really all that into the mood for this tonight anyway. He sheepishly glanced over at Peter, Unless you want me gone. Don't worry about me, the brunette smiled. I appreciate the company. Actually, Bobby stood up and patted down his pants, wanna just head to my room? It will be quiet in the mansion and I have some booze hidden in the back of my fridge. Thank God somebody does! Peter grinned, standing up and brushing off his butt. That sounds great. Awesome, the blonde beamed, right this way. He gestured for the other to follow as he made for the direction of his room. Peter followed happily, taking in the mansion once they got inside. I always forget what this places looks like, he mentioned. And it's always bigger than I remember. I think it's just bigger right now because it's so empty, Bobby insisted as they turned a corner. That would make sense. Thinking about how empty and sometimes lonely the Tower got, Peter said, I can see how you'd like it here. Bobby shrugged, It's better than staying at home with my parents for the rest of my life. Besides, being an X-man is easier when I live in the center of it. I could never not be an X-man. Peter smiled. Wade was right, this kid IS adorable. Yeah, I could never give this up. You should talk to Xavier. Maybe you would like it here better than as an Avenger. Bobby slowed in front of a door, hand on the knob and key sliding in. He twisted his wrist and with a gentle push the door was open. After you. Maybe, the spider agreed with a playful bow before stepping inside. But again, I could never be a teacher. And then neither of us would get a break from Wade. Bobby followed in, locking the door behind him. It's whatever you want, man, the blonde walked over to his fridge as he gestured to Peter to sit at his bed. Peter hopped onto the blonde's bed, bouncing, and toed his shoes off. He held a hand up to be thrown whatever Bobby was getting out. I might talk to Logan about it. Reaching into the back, Bobby was quick with picking out two cans. He kicked the fridge door close before gently tossing the spidet one. Kicking off his shoes as he stepped closer to his bed, the blonde sat beside the other and punctuered the can, He would definitely prefer you over Wade. Xavier thinks that Deadpool would be a good addition. Then he's nuts, Peter popped open the can and took a long swig. Wade's amazing at what he does, but he's not exactly a team player. Ain't that the truth, Bobby sipped at the beer. He sat it in his lap, looking at it as his nail picked at the tab, Hey, could I...ask something? Shoot, man. Do you... the blonde blushed, do you like what Wade does to you? Peter blushed, but his smartass attitude didn't diminish. If I didn't, I wouldn't keep letting him do it. You don't think he ever goes too far? I mean, he definitely pushes it sometimes. But, you know.... He paused for a gulp a beer. Never gave me something I can't handle. And, Bobby was starting to feel a bit intrusive but could Peter blame him? How do you feel knowing that...everyone knows what kind of relationship you two have? I could do without that, the brunette admitted. Luckily for me, the Avengers don't listen to a single word out of his mouth. Sipping once more at his beer, Bobby pushed, Have you ever topped him? Yeah, once or twice. Wasn't too into it. Peter had turned a nice shade of pink, but was open to Bobby's probbing questions. You were though, right? Ears pink, the blonde nodded. Yeah, I think I did...pretty well...I like it more than being on the bottom. Peter chuckled, willing to push the blonde's comfort in conversation, Wade said you choked him. He's pissed me off, Bobby grumbled. Can you blame me? Peter just snorted, taking a drink. You know he's into that, right? Still makes me feel better. Then, Bobby grinned, He hates my ice, though. Wait, wait. Peter motioned to one of Bobby's hands. I don't think I've ever actually seen it. Could you? With a shrug, Bobby held out a palm and instantly a puff of ice flew up and created a small rose head. No, I mean you. That's really cool, though. Oh, Bobby froze the tips of his fingers all the way down to his elbow. Wow, Peter breathed, leaning over to get a good look. Can I... touch? Bobby shrugged, Sure. Hesitantly, the spider reached out and touched the other's arm. He jerked his hand back instantly with a quiet laugh before trying to touch the man again. Holy shit that's cold, he chuckled, wrapping his fingers around Bobby's wrist for as long as he could bear. Bobby snorted and smirked, I can go colder. Seriously? Peter looked excited, letting go of the blonde's arm. Do it! Chuckling, Bobby froze completely over. The temp in the room chilling by a degree. Woah, Peter grinned. Even your hair? Would you hate me if I said that was 'seriously cool'? Nah, Bobby was beaming. You're given some allowances. Peter reached out once again, touching Bobby's upper arm before pulling his hand back with a hiss. Jesus, that's cold! he exclaimed dumbly, shoving his hand between his thighs to warm it up. Laughing, Bobby undid his ice attire and replied, Yeah. Whenever Wade really pisses me off I do this. Wish I could do that, Peter grumbled playfully, hand still stinging. No wonder he hates it, that shit hurts. And it's awesome. Thanks, Bobby took a sip from his drink. Peter pulled his hand out from between his thighs, flexing his chilly fingers. Yeah, man. Bobby rose a blonde brow, I would try to warm you up, but my skills don't exactly work that way. He chuckled, taking a drink. You're setting me up to sound like Wade, don't do that to me. Bobby nearly choked on his drink before lightly tapping his fingers against the younger's forehead, Get your mind out of the gutter. Peter snorted, shaking his head. I'm twenty, the gutter is where my mind lives. That's cute, Bobby teased before sneaking another sip. What? How? Is not, Peter rolled his eyes. He was used to being called cute by Wade, but not by anyone else. Dorky, maybe. Bobby gave a playful shove to the other, You're just making me feel old, is all. Being all twenty and shit. Peter scoffed, pushing his shoulder into the other. Trade places? he offered. I still get mistaken for being seventeen. It sucks. Just take it in while you can, kid. You'll miss it soon enough. Oh come on, Peter punched Bobby in the shoulder lightly. I'm not a kid, don't give me that. Bobby raised his hands up defensively, You got it, kid. I swear you're setting me up for gross comebacks, Peter laughed, playfully trying to swat the back of Bobby's head. Bobby stuck his tongue, Maybe you're setting me to set you up for gross comebacks. Am not! Peter shoved the blonde before sucking down the rest of his beer. Sure, the blonde quirked his brows before finishing his can as well. You're gonna make me say it, aren't you? Say what? 'I'm not a kid, and I can prove it', Peter mocked, puffing his chest out. Prove it how, big boy? 'Big boy'? Kinky, the spider winked. With a roll of his eyes, the blonde murmured teasingly, Doing real well on proving me wrong, Champ. Now you're really starting to sound like an old man, Peter chuckled. The blonde gave the younger a light jab in the side, I could call you a whippersnapper. Ooh, old men are just sooo sexy, he rolled his eyes, smacking the blonde's hand away. You're fucking Wade Wilson. He is a lot older than I am. Yeah, but he doesn't call me 'whippersnapper', Peter reminded the blonde, giving him a light shove. Not yet, Iceman teased, standing up and reaching for Peter's empty can. The second he starts he's getting thrown out on his ass, Peter joked, handing Bobby the beer can. So, would you be willing to find another sugar daddy? The blonde inquired as he tossed the cans and sat back down beside the brunette. Is that an offer? he laughed.