Harry started to kiss Peter like he was the only man that mattered in the world, that is until Peter shifted him so that he was looming over Harry.

"I want to make love to you." Peter said as he took of Harry's shirt.

He leaned down and hid his face in the crook of Harry's face, licking Harry's shoulder before placing many kisses in Harry's chest.

"I-ahh-can't wait." Harry says as he tingles at Peter's touch.

Peter perks up at Harry's words before pressing their lips together.

Harry, who forced himself onto his stomach, felt Peter's weight shuffle in between his thighs for a moment before feeling cold. Peter had got off the bed and took off all of his clothes before he stripped Harry of all his clothes. Peter had said something about a heavenly sight that Harry barely heard, and to tell you the truth, Harry was just trying to calm his nerves down.

Now, Harry has always been a proud bottom, but whenever he was with his husband, he's always let himself be vulnerable to Peter's touch because he finally found the man that he trusted with all of his life. Giving himself to his husband wholeheartedly on their honeymoon felt...sacred. This alone made Harry happy to have found the love of his life.

Sometimes, Harry always felt the need to be in charge as a bottom, but at this moment, he was just happy that Peter was between his knees, spreading his legs and started to finger Harry's hole. Harry had always wanted the act itself to be so beautiful, so to be achieving his lifelong dream at this moment in time with the person that he loved, he was in bliss. He was in so much bliss that he even moaned loudly, just enjoying the beginning of their intimacy.

"More, babe." Harry tried to demand, but it came out as a plea as he was rocking his hips back.

Peter simply added another finger into his new husband's hole, causing Harry to moan more and more. At this point, Harry was seeing stars and panting heavily while Peter was smiling smugly as he was the one who was pleasuring his husband.

"We can't go on." Peter says as he pulls his fingers from his husband's hole.

"Why not?" Harry whines.

"We don't have condoms."

"We've only fucked without the use of a condom once." Harry reminds him as he lifted his torso a bit. "You're clean aren't you?"

"Yeah, I'm still clean. I got tested a week ago."

"Then I don't see the problem, so shut up and fuck me." Harry says as he threads his fingers into his husband's hair pulling him into a passionate kiss.

"You sure?" Peter asks a few minutes later as he pulls away from the kiss.

"Please, babe."

Peter nods his head and puts enough lube on his length.

"Relax for me, babe." Peter said as he took himself in his hand pushed in.

Harry instantly moaned, nearly forgetting the beautiful look on concentration on his husband's face. He reached out tentatively, running his hands all over Peter's face, pulling him in for a kiss. As they were kissing, Harry could picture that his body was on fire and that he would explode now that Peter was buried deep inside of him.

He was in awe of Peter's gentle touch as he felt his husband's hands caressing his body as if it were fragile. As Peter continued to thrust into Harry, he took Harry's legs and wrapped them around his waist, giving him more depth as he thrusted into Harry.

For a moment, Harry forgot how to breathe as Peter thrusts into him properly as every thrust hit Harry's prostate just right, causing him to turn into a blabbering. He dug his fingers into Peter's back as he would gasp out like a wanton slut, praying that the sensation would never end.

Peter leaned down and started to kiss his husband's neck as he continued to thrust into Harry. For once, Harry was happy that this wasn't just about sex. For Harry, this was making complete love as their bodies beings were moving in sync with one another with their lips are brushing together as Peter was running his hands all over Harry's body, worshiping him.

"Babe, I'm close." Harry moaned as he was sure that he would leave bruises on Peter's neck, holding him as close as he could.

Peter then wrapped one of his hands around Harry's length, stroking him as slowly as he could as he is thrusting into Harry, watching Harry come undone.

"Ohh!" Harry moaned silently as he came all over his stomach, lost in his now husband's touch that sent shivers throughout his entire body. Once he was done, Harry kept moving his hips as he wanted Peter's completion, now.

Peter trailed his hand's on his husbands body, all along the man's arms until their fingers were intertwined, bringing their hands over Harry's body. He kept thrusting until Harry took his load while Peter was filling him up. Once he filled Harry up, he collapsed upon Harry, utterly drained as he felt Harry's fingers all over his back.

"You're exhausting." Peter said as his lips were on Harry's shoulders.

"But you love me." Harry says as he kisses Peter's head.

"I really do."

Harry woke up in a cold sweat.

"Fuck." He muttered. "Ugh, I'm so sick of this."

He a wet dream about his soon to be ex-husband, and that had pissed Harry off, big time.

Harry quickly gathered the sheets off the bed and rolled them into a bundle, ready to throw them into the laundry. Truth be told, he felt totally sick. He hadn't meant for the dream to happen, and he knew that he had no control over it, but the vivid image of him on the receiving end of a panting, mewling Peter, who was caressing him as he thrusted into him, in a moment of heated passion, was sending him on a long-distance trip to angry city: population one.

He felt as if he had just violated his own damn self, and that was not a pleasant feeling.

He was really going to have to direct his attention to something or someone else, because he can't go on like this. Having these impure thoughts about his good for nothing ex-husband truly pissed him off and it literally made him sick to the stomach.

"Harry sent me the divorce papers." A depressed Peter tells his aunt as he shows her the envelope. "How can he do this to me?"

"Technically speaking, you did this to yourself." Aunt May says. "Stop having a pity party for something that you created, Peter. You deserve these consequences, so be a man and own it."

"Aunt May!"

"You really did have this coming. Did you really think that Harry was going to stay with you after all you've put him through? You drink like a mad man and now you're a coke addict. I bet anything that you're still sleeping with Wade!"

Peter hangs his head.

"Wow." May says, not even shocked at her nephew anymore. "You know what? You can go."

"But-"

"You know where the door is. Bye, Peter."

Peter angrily grabs the envelope and leaves his aunt's house.

"So, how did it go?" Wade asks as Peter gets back in the car.

"It didn't." Peter responded.

"I'm sorry, Pete."

Peter sighs.

"Wade, I wanna fuck." Peter tells his friend.

Wade perks up.

"I can have you back in my place in less than fifteen minutes. Ten if you count the minutes."

"Let's go."

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Wade shouts with joy as Peter is thrusting into him brutally.

"You like that?" Peter asks as he is pounding into Wade.

"Yes, I- ooh- I love your cock." Wade moans.

"Oh yeah, Pete, right there, babe." Wade moans as Peter is pounding ruthlessly into him.

"I love this so much." Wade groans into Peter's neck. "I fucking love this."

"I love spending time with you, but I love fucking you more." Peter says as he buries his head in Wade's neck.

Peter continues to pound into Wade and suddenly, Wade is seeing stars.

"Please…." Wade begs.

"Please what, Wilson?"

"I need to cum. Make me cum, Parker." Wade says as he looks into Peter's eyes.

"But, we've only just begun."

"I don't care. Make me cum, Parker! I am eternally your whore."

"Well in that case…." Peter says. "Your wish is my command." Peter finishes as he kisses Wade and Peter starts stroking Wade's cock.

"Oh yeah." Wade moans. "Fuck yeah!"

"Does that feel good, Wilson? Do you love my cock up in your ass? How does it feel?"

"Like heaven, you sexy bastard." Wade says in complete bliss as he leans up to kiss Peter. Peter moans into Wade's mouth. Peter breaks the kiss.

"I love when you call me that. I've always loved when you called me sexy. You're the best." He says as he proceeds to kiss Wade again.

"Oh, Peter." He moans as Peter starts stroking Wade's dick even harder. "This is amazing."

"I can't hear you, Wilson." Peter teases. "What was that?"

"Harder, babe." Wade groans even harder. "Fuck me and stroke me harder, Parker."

"Better, but I still can hear you at all." Peter teases.

"DESTROY MY FUCKING HOLE, PARKER! FUCK ME LIKE THE WHORE I AM!" Wade screams loudly as he feels the pressure building. Tears are welling up in his eyes.

"Since you're begging, I'll do it." Peter moans in Harry's neck.

Peter pounds into Wade even more relentlessly and strokes him fast causing Wade to shout in ecstasy as his tears fall.

"Oh, Parker, I'm gonna cum. I'm cumming. Peter, I'm about to cum!" Wade cries as he spills all over his stomach.

Wade moans contently as he's coming down from his high.

"Ah! Ngh! Gah! Oh Wade!" Peter shouts as he empties his load into Wade's ass. After he rides out his high, he collapses onto Wade's used body, peppering his face with kisses.

"This never gets old."

"It never does." Peter says.

"So, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know." Peter sighs as they are wrapped up in each others arm. "I really don't know what to do at all. I mean, I was served with the divorce papers at the apartment in front of ten people. It was embarrassing."

"If you want, you can stay with me."

"Are you sure?" Peter asks.

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure that you're flooded with memories that you created with Harry."

"That is true."

"Do you really think that Harry wants this?"

"Yup. He sent the paperwork with a time and place for us to sign them at a lawyer's office. Shit, even my aunt wants me to sign them."

"What a bitch!"

"Tell me about it."

They both sigh.

"You know what? I'm going to the meeting to ask him if he really wants this one more time. I can't believe that he wants to throw away eleven years of marriage just like that. If he says yes, then I'll sign the papers. If he doesn't then I'll be able to win him back because Harry is the man that I've only truly loved."

"And if he doesn't want to call off the marriage? What will happen to the kids?"

"Maybe we'll co-parent."

"That's good."

"And then you and I can get married one day." Peter jokes.

"Well, the sex is amazing." Wade says considering this.

"We'll see what happens on Thursday."

"I hope it's good news for you." Wade says as he starts stroking Peter's length.

"Me too." Peter moans.