"Peter, I'm trying to 3-D print this mega spoon but the blue ink is not working! And the store is not selling anymore! It's like some force is trying to boycott all of the blue, Peter, it's wounding me!"
Peter shut his book, pushing his chair back so that it scraped across the floor, the sound burning his ears. He stormed up to Wade, grabbing him roughly by the shoulder and spun him around before shoving him against the wall.
The surprised gasp that escaped Wade's lips was barely heard before Peter smashed their mouths together, kissing Wade hard, biting his lips, his tongue, making him moan in pain and ecstasy. He grabbed Wade by his crotch, squeezing, relentless with his grip. Smirking, Peter thrust his tongue roughly into Wade's mouth, probing until Wade was panting against him, weak at the knees and clutching Peter for support.
"I have to study. Interrupt me again, and I'll leave you with blue balls, since you seem to like that colour so much," he snarled, shoving his hand down Wade's pants to finish him off quickly.