The sunlight was shining bright on Alyssa's face, she turned from it into the comforting chest of her future husband. He was still passed out cold, and she'd be just as happy to go back to sleep herself. Her eyes stung from the tears she cried the night before. She pulled the blanket over her head, trying to go back to sleep. Nature called and she moaned sitting up and heading to the bathroom.
She walked sleepily back to her side of the bed, laying back down, she felt an arm wrap around her. She smiled kissing his arm. He pulled her to him, snuggling up close.
"Hi," he whispered with a sleep filled voice, "I have something I wanna show you."
"And what would that be," she said turning to face him.
"I'll show you in just a second," he freed himself from her disappearing into their bathroom.
She stood up grabbing her robe off the floor, she wrapped up in it.
He stepped out of the bathroom, "Come with me," he took her hand and lead her downstairs. He opened the door of the armory. He pulled her inside closing the door. Hanging on the back of the door was her costume.
And if none of you Untrue Believers out there don't remember what it looked like refer to the last chapter.
Oh, I see what you did there. 'Cause you call the comic book readers True Believers.
See you're not always a stupid shit-head fuck face in my head. You get it.
"I made this for you last night." he pulled it down and handed it to her.
"Oh..my...God, Wade.. I love it!" she took it from him.
"Try it on." He smiled at her.
She took her robe off, unzipping the costume top she put her arms in pulling it snug and zipping it up her chest. It was a perfect fit. She pulled the pants up her hips wiggling against the spandex. She pulled her mask over her face.
In that moment Wade understood her hatred of his mask, his heart sunk as her beautiful face was concealed behind her mask. He looked her up and down, she was fucking hot though.
"Damn, babe. Impossible has been done, I made you even sexier."
"Fits so well, thank you, how did you get it so perfect?" she wrapped her spandex covered arms around him.
"I memorized every inch of you." he pulled her mask off, "No mask in the house remember."
"That's so hot." She kissed him softly.
"Take it off, before I have to stay up all fuckin' night stitching it back together." he ran his hands up her back.
She took his hand and ran it up her chest, "You do it." her breath caught in her throat.
"Mmmm, naughty, naughty, I like that,"he unzipped her top caressing her breast, using the other hand to push the top off her shoulders.
He ran his hands down her hips pushing her pants past her hips. She danced out of her pants. She put her costume back on its hanger, grabbing her robe and redressing herself.
"You really gonna tease me?" he pouted.
"Sorry love, I gotta go see the good doc today." she reminded.
"Oh yeah I had forgotten about that. Did you want me to go with?"
"That's up to you love," she said walking out the door.
He heard her footsteps in the room above him. He walked back upstairs grabbing some clothes and getting dressed. She was in the bathroom getting ready to go.
She had on a pair of jeans and a black shirt, plain to most people, beautiful to Wade. He smiled as she entered the room. She blushed feeling his gaze upon her.
"You ready to go babe," she said sitting down putting on her shoes.
"Yep," he said pulling his hoodie over his head.
Arriving at the doctors office Ali felt a little scared. She wanted to understand what was going on inside her own body. She checked into the clinic taking a seat, Wade sat next to her, understanding her concern. The nurse called her back a few minutes later.
"Hi, Alyssa, how are you doing?" She greeted.
"I guess I'm doing good," she smiled.
"Says here you are in for a post-op check up, how's your incision? Anything new you need to talk with the doctor about?"
"Yeah, there is," she said nervously, "Seems I may have mutated."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I fell in the shower, and cut my head, but it healed before Wade could get the first aid kit."
"That is odd. The doctor will want to run some blood work, he should be able to figure it out, don't worry, your in good hands."
"Thank you."
The nurse walked out. She looked at her feet waiting for the doctor to come in. Wade thumbed through a magazine snickering every few minutes.
"These things are soo stupid," he said tossing it to the side.
"If you think that is bad you should read some of those wedding magazines."
"Oh no, I looked at the front of one of them and was like that's a bucket of fuck it." He smiled, "But... I'd do it for you."
"I said the same thing." she said swinging her legs.
There was a knock on the door and the doctor walked in.
"Good afternoon, Alyssa, how are you feeling."
She shrugged in response.
"Great, I need to see your incision, and we can discuss your other issue."
Alyssa lifted her shirt. "Okay..."
"Looks great here, now for part two," he pulled a knife out of his pocket. He cut her hand and watched it heal, "Well let's run your blood work. See what's changed."
She nodded in agreement. The doctor walked her to the lab.
The nurse drew her blood then sat her back in the waiting room. They sat there for about an hour before the doctor came out.
"Alyssa can you step in my office." he asked motioning her around the corner, "Wade, you too."
They walked around the corner and into his small office.
"So what did you find out?" Wade asked taking a seat beside Ali.
"Well her DNA has been slightly changed, she seems to have a Mutated form of the healing factor."
"Can I die?" She asked nervously.
"I would say yes, but I'll need more time to study your case."
"OK so what would kill her?" Wade chimed in.
"Loss of her head, massive trauma, dismemberment, Wade she can't regenerate body parts, she can heal small to moderate wounds."
"What caused this?" She looked confused.
"The only thing that was different in your case was you were pregnant. It's possible that the baby carried Wade's mutated gene, so it was introduced to you that way, and when you had the transplant it changed your DNA make up."
"Will it go away?"
"Once a change occurs it is impossible to go back."
"Thanks Doc," she sighed.
"So I will want to see you in about two months to check on you. You can schedule with my nurse." he stood to lead them out.
"I'll meet you in the car." Wade said kissing her cheek.
"OK babe."
She made her next appointment and walked out to the car. She climbed in letting out a sigh.
"So, you still need to be careful out there, you aren't invincible. I'll be right with you though. I need to tell you something though."
"What is it?" She said cranking up the car and leaving her parking space.
"You have half siblings out there for starters, you weren't the only one your father hurt, and I'm a necrophiliac."
"What?"
"Which part confused you?"
"Necrophiliac?" she said turning on the freeway heading home.
"Yeah, you have a death certificate and everything."
"Well it seems to be that's the first fuck up we need to fix ."
"Yeah, and it's gonna be a blast, guess which ass-hat signed your death certificate?"
"I'll take a stab and say the same ass-hat that preformed my abortion."
"Bingo baby. Someone tell her what she won!"
"So I guess we need a plan then huh?"
"I'm working on it." He said looking out his window.
Ohhh looks like I may get to have some fun.
Maybe, if you stop being an immortal pain in my ass.
"You hungry?" She asked pulling him out of thought.
"Yeah I'm starved, and horny."
"If you play your cards right mister, I may have a surprise for you." she smirked.
"Ohhh! Sounds like a fun night," he winked at her.
"Thank you, for going through that folder, I don't think I could mentally take it." she said changing the subject.
"There's still more to do, and I promise I'll take care of you. You, my love, need some combat training."
"Well, I know my way around a gun, and I handle blades well, but hand to hand combat I struggle. What you have in mind?"
"A little martial arts training, with a side of your crotch, my face."
She shook her head, she really shouldn't be surprised by anything that came out of his mouth.
"When do I start?"
"After we eat."
She stopped and grabbed a few burgers and fries, then they went home. She sat their food on the bar while she fixed their drinks.
"Thanks babe, I don't know what I'd do without you, besides constantly masturbate." he joked.
She grinned at the thought of him masturbating, "That sounds hot."
"Trust me, love, it's not. Even the unicorn looks upon me in shame." he said finishing his burger.
She finished her burger and walked over to Wade she kissed him running her hands down his chest. She kissed his neck. Her hand finding the button and zipper on his jeans, she unfastened his pants freeing his hard member. She knelt down in front of him taking his length in her mouth.
"Babe," he bit his lip throwing his head back.
She moaned around him, taking him deeper working him with her hand.
He hissed and bucked into her mouth. He grabbed her hair, "That feels soo good."
She quickened her pace wanting him to finish in her mouth. She loved the feeling of him writhing under her touch. She moaned feeling his cock throb in her mouth.
"I'm gonna cum..." he rolled his eyes back in his head and let loose.
She swallowed all he had to give, sucking him hard. He pulled her up for a kiss. Wrapping his arms around her holding her to him.
"I love you." he whispered against her lips.
"I love you too," She kissed him working her tongue in his mouth.
He looked into her eyes filled with lust, desire, and need. He put his hand on her neck not letting her break the kiss. He wanted her, it was a kiss of lust and desperation. He moved his hand under her shirt finding her breast and squeezing it. A muffled moan came from her throat.
"I need you," she managed to say between tongue battles.
He nodded releasing her head pulling her shirt off, as she worked her pants off. He pulled her into his kiss lifting his ass off the bar stool pushing his pants down. He helped her into his lap, she slid him inside her warmth.
She hissed feeling full. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around him. She rocked her hips slowly.
"Wade!" she moaned rocking her hips faster.
He smirked bucking under her pushing deeper inside her. She pushed her chest into him bouncing. She was close he could tell.
"Not yet baby," he stood up, kicking his jeans off, keeping deeply buried inside her and carried her to the couch. He laid her down kissing her neck.
Realigning himself with her dripping wet entrance he slammed inside her.
"Wade," she moaned lifting her hips to meet his.
"Yes, Ali," he slowed his pace teasing her.
"Please... don't tease me," she moaned.
He found her lips with his, slowly increasing his pace. She was getting flush under him, her skin covered in their sweat. She started quivering.
"Cum for me," he moaned pounding into her.
Her legs shaking she couldn't hold back. A gush of fluids rushed out of her soaking the couch beneath her. Feeling her orgasm around him pushed him over the edge, he bit his lip filling her with his seed.
He collapsed on top of her. Catching his breath he slid out of her, earning him a moan in protest. He kissed down her body, he picked her legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He kissed the top of her pelvic bone working down to her clit. She moaned feeling his tongue graze her little bud. He licked small circles around causing her to buck and moan. He loved the way she tasted, even with his cum dripping out of her. She grabbed the back of his head, begging for more.
She never lasted long under his talented tongue. "Just like that."
He continued feeling her start to shake, knowing her orgasm was close he licked her faster. She threw her head back shock waves coursing her body. He kissed her inner thigh working his way to her lips.
"You are amazing," he said breaking their kiss.
She blushed, "No, you're amazing. I love you."
"Well as much as I would love to dive back in you, I have some work to do." he stood up, finding his discarded jeans, sliding them back over her hips.
She pouted, getting up and finding her clothes, and got redressed.
He came back downstairs with the rest of the folders she had in her bag. He sat down at his desk.
She walked over to him rubbing his shoulders. Trying to read over his shoulder. He had his laptop out, which mean he was researching their next target.
"Who you want first, the evil doctor, or the piece of shit that took your mom out? Justin Bieber?"
"The shit head that took my mother out, I have big plans for him."
"Alrighty then," he said looking over the paperwork trying to find his name. "Why don't you go to the armory and pick out your gear."
She nodded walking to the adjacent room. She looked through all the weapons, finding the ones she wanted, she found some spiked gauntlets which she thought would make an excellent addition to her costume.
She was no where near as athletic as he was, and would need multiple hours of combat training before he'd be comfortable moving forward.
He closed his laptop and found his princess in the armory. He walked up behind her slapping her ass.
"Are you ready to train?" he asked rubbing her butt.
"I guess, what's the first thing I need to know."
"Well, first you need to get naked, we need to work on range of motion, and that's easier to do naked, plus it's a great visual."
"Any excuse to have me naked huh?"
"Any excuse, no excuse, any way I can see boobies."
She rolled her eyes taking her jeans off. "Do I really need to be naked or is just for your amusement?"
"Honestly... You need to be naked or in your costume, but that thing can get hot, so naked will be best, plus boobies."
"Fine," she pulled her shirt over her head. She hadn't bothered putting her bra back on.
"So you want me to be naked too?"
"If you get naked how much training do you think we will get done?"
"Well, you'd be very well stretched out, if you get my drift."
She looked at him cocking her head to the side, "Yes vagina stretching is very important in combat training."
"Let's see how you do. First lets sit down and do some basic warm ups." he sat down in the floor.
She sat down feeling a little self-conscious.
"Now open your legs like this," he said making a V shape with his legs.
She opened her legs, watching him almost drool.
"OK, now lay your torso on the floor between your legs, push those beautiful tits into the floor."
She tried but didn't get all the way down, "This is as far as I can go."
"Push a little harder, really stretch that back," he encouraged.
She pushed as hard as she could but barley got her chest to the floor.
"That's good, now hold it there for my count, 9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2..1. OK baby sit up, slowly."
She sat up feeling the burn in her back. "We're gonna be here a while."
"You're doing fine," he resisted the urge to push her down and ravage her.
I know what you're thinking, and it's disturbing. Be considerate Wade!
How many times do I have to tell you, my mind is a filthy place.
"So what now?"
"Lay back and pull your legs over your head."
"That sounds dangerous," She looked at him to see if he was serious.
"I promise to stare and gawk."
She laid back pulling her legs as far back as she could, only to make it to her chest. She sighed in defeat.
"Baby, your doing great, hold it, that's a nice ass." He licked his lips, "You can put them down now."
She sat up looking at him, "You're getting sick pleasure out of this aren't you?"
"Of course, now get on your knees."
She got on her knees ass facing the away from Wade, "Now what?"
He made a pouty face, "Modified trunk lifts. Hands by your side put your chest and head on the floor."
"Yes sir," she smiled putting her head on the floor.
"Now lift up without using your hands."
She was able to do it twice, before losing her balance and falling on her face. Wade crawled over to her.
"You OK babe." He helped back into a sitting position.
"Yes babe I'm fine."
"Well I think that's enough with the legs and lower back, stand up and we will work on your upper body." he stood up offering her his hand helping her to her feet.
She purposefully fell into him, "oops," she looked at him playfully.
"Do you know how much self control it's taking me not to tie you up and have my way with you?" He kissed her, "We can play later, let's finish your training."
"Fine, but you're mine when we finish."
They did her upper body warm up. He kept staring at her chest, getting distracted. Combat training would be fun naked.
"So, I want you to come at me, I'll block you, I want you to reverse my block and take me down."
She ran at him, he grabbed her turning her around, she ducked letting her upper body throw him to the floor. He wasn't expecting her to be so strong.
"That was great, now I'm gonna come at you, dodge and come out on top."
He rushed her, she ducked to the left grabbing him and climbing his back putting him in a sleeper hold. He tapped out.
"You're better than I thought you'd be."
"Well, I have a few secrets."
"Like?"
"I took a little martial arts training in middle school, before this happened." she pointed to her stomach.
"Oh, why did you stop?"
"They made me." she said looking at him.
"Why did you agree to training?"
"Because I didn't think you'd let it drop until you felt comfortable that I could handle my self."
"Well, I say that I am surprised."
"Well, when can we go make people suffer and die?"
"Give me a few days. I'm not ready yet."
"Anything I can do to help?"
"I got it babe, you just keep being your sweet sexy self," he kissed her.
"I'll try, but every now and again the demon needs out to play," she joked kissing him back.
He licked his lips, "OK, I'm going back to work. I love you."
"I love you too." she walked upstairs.
Wade spent another sleepless night gathering information. He stared at his computer screen, fighting with himself, he was exhausted, but he felt he needed to push to finish. Ali came downstairs at almost 4 in the morning seeing him sitting slumped at his desk.
"Wade?" she walked up behind him.
"Yeah?" he sounded so tired.
"Come to bed."
"I can't I still have so much work to do." he shook his head in protest.
"Come on you need your rest." she argued.
"I'll be fine babe, I'm a big boy."
She didn't understand why he was being so difficult to deal with. She sighed knowing what she would have to say to get him in bed with her.
"Wade, you maybe alright but I can't sleep without you." she pouted.
"I'll come lay down with you 'til you go to sleep," he stood up rubbing his eyes.
She took his hand and lead him to their bedroom once behind their closed door she unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them off his hips. Wade kicked them off. She pushed him back in the bed. She got in the bed beside him.
"You need to go to sleep." she whispered kissing his chest.
She laid her head on his chest, using her free hand to trace small circles in his skin. He loved when she touched him. He started to nod off. She wasn't going to sleep until he was asleep. Two days without sleep was bad for Wade. His mental health couldn't take it.
She could feel his breathing slow, as he was falling asleep. The soft sounds coming from him would put her to sleep before long.
Wade woke up in bed alone. He felt her side of the bed, it was cold, meaning she had been out of the bed for sometime. He yawned standing up and going to the bathroom. He finished taking a piss, slid on a pair of house pants, then walked downstairs to find his Ali cat.
She was sitting on the couch with the laptop on her lap. He could hear the printer in the distance printing. She couldn't have been asleep that long but she was out cold. He walked over to the printer to grab the documents she was printing. A smile spread across his face. She would make a damn good assassin. She had finished collecting the information on the target, and even made a plan of action that didn't look half bad.
He walked back to the couch moving the computer from her lap, wrapping his arms around her picking her up and carrying her back upstairs. He laid her down in the bed laying down beside her covering them up. He cuddled up next to her.
"Love you," she whispered grabbing his hand.
"Love you, let's get some sleep love."
"Yeah I'm so tired." she laid back into his strong arms.
"You did a great job." he kissed her cheek.
A few days had passed, the merc and his girlfriend had went over every detail of her plan. He was proud of her for coming up with the plan alone, but even if her father was a complete dick gobbling thunder cunt, he was still a high ranking Naval Officer, and Alyssa is very smart, so she would have learned a few things.
They would be going on a trip, her plan was to take the general out while he was on 'vacation' in Hawaii. He was doing other work while he was vacationing with his wife and three kids. He would be meeting an arms dealer, or so he thought, he would really be meeting Deadpool, and his new partner in crime.
Wade made a few calls and had the gear shipped to their hotel. He had picked a romantic room, and had flowers and chocolates set up for his bride to be, he didn't want this trip to be just about work. Unfortunately, they were taking a plane to Hawaii. Wade hated the airport, he would have much rather been a stow away, but Ali couldn't make that trip.
You really are a hopeless romantic, emphasis on hopeless.
I wished I knew what to do to get your annoying ass out of my head.
If I knew how to get out of this warped maze you call a brain, I would have been out before I got in.
Wade was nervous that morning. Ali could tell he really didn't want to go to the airport.
"Wade it will be fine, we have first class tickets, on a basically empty aircraft." She tried to reassure him.
"I know, I just fucking hate airports." he pouted.
"I know, but I'll be with you and as long as I am with you no one will say a damn thing to you. If they do, I'll punch them. Wade you are beautiful, even if all you see is a monster in the mirror, I see a beautiful man, don't forget that."
He smiled feeling a little better. He was tired of living behind his mask and mouth, but they had become his go to defense mechanism. He was slowly learning to be more comfortable in his own skin, but all it took was one bad day to undo all the things he had accomplished. He knew he looked like a freak, but if every one could see the real man behind the mask they would have a different opinion of him.
Ali grabbed their bag hearing the taxi pull up. Wade had already pulled his hood up over his head and started to head out the door. Ali locked the door following Wade's sexy ass to the taxi. He held the door open for her.
"Thank you, love," she slid into the taxi patting the seat beside her, "come on baby."
He slid in beside her. Placing his hand on hers. He was scared this was the first time in a long time that he had flown legally. His hand was sweaty on hers and that meant two things, Wade was fixing to rub one off, or something was bothering him. Since it didn't seem the time or place for polishing the pole, she knew he was still having an internal fit about flying.
"Would you calm down at all if I told you I had plans to join the mile high club today?"
"Do you have plans for that?" he smirked at her.
"As a matter of fact I do."
"So you gonna tell me?"
"Shortly after take off you can lay your seat back, I'll take my blanket and wrap it around me as I take my pants off and leave them laying it the floor, then I'll blow you until you are about to fill my mouth..."
"Kinky baby, tell me more."
"Then I will straddle you taking your rock hard cock deep inside my warm, dripping wet love glove.." she was silenced by his lips crashing into hers. His boner pushing painfully into his jeans.
"Flying with you sounds like a lot of fun."
"You don't even know the half of it yet."
"Shhh... don't ruin it, I like some mystery in a relationship."
Arriving at the airport they got checked in and got in security line. He was fidgeting again. She shook her head taking his hand. It wouldn't be much longer and they would be on their plane ride, leaving JFK and landing in LAX for a couple hours.
It was their turn to be frisked by TSA, Ali stepped through the body scanner.
"All clear miss, if you would please step to the side and wait for your father to come through." the female guard said letting her through.
"He's my husband," she corrected, "my fathers dead."
"Sorry," The guard blushed.
It was Wade's turn to come through and she wished she could hold his hand.
"Sir, we are going to need you to take your jacket off."
Ali tapped her on the shoulder, "Can I talk to you over here for a second."
"Your holding up traffic." she brushed past her.
"You don't understand, he's not wearing that hoodie for his protection but for yours. Just let him go through the scanner I promise he has nothing on him." she shot Wade a look of you better not make a liar out of me.
"I'm sorry, rules are rules."
"It's OK baby," he looked at the TSA lady, "Don't say you weren't warned."
He pulled the hoodie over his head. He looked at the floor. He could hear the gasp and the whispering around him. His blood started to boil.
"Please, walk through." the guard managed to say not making eye contact with Wade.
He stepped through the metal detector. He was clear to go. He quickly pulled his hoodie over his head making his way to the gate to board the plane. They found their seats and sat down.
"Wade, I'm sorry for back there, I tried," she said feeling the tension in her lovers body.
"Babe, it's not your fault I'm a fuckin' freak show," he looked away from her.
"You're not a fuckin' freak show Wade Wilson! You are my hero, my world, it's not your fault our world is so fucked in the fuckin' head they can't see what lies beyond the skin."
"Don't say things to make me feel better!" He sighed. A wave of doubt crashing over him, he started thinking once again that he should leave her, that she would never have a normal life with him. "I think when we are finished with this mission I need to leave." he blurted out.
"Leave, what do you mean leave?"
"Babe be honest with yourself, and me, do you really want to spend the rest of your life with me? Without normal vacations, normal dinners, trips to the movies, or the mall, you deserve someone who can run down the beach naked with you. Not someone who has to cover every inch of his skin. You deserve so much better than me."
She turned facing the window, silent tears flowing down her hot cheeks. She was hurt and pissed, she turned to him.
"You know what, Wade, do what you want." she said shifting in her seat to look out the window. The tears kept flowing. The pain unbearable. Her heart hurt and her lungs felt heavy as she sucked back every sniffle.
"I don't want to leave, I just don't want you to suffer for me." he said his voice cracking.
"Suffer, how the fuck am I suffering? I knew you were you when I got into this relationship. I chose to stay with you. I just wished you understood this. I wished you knew how bad it hurt to think of you leaving me."
He laid his head back, staring at the planes ceiling, "Ali cat, I never meant to hurt you, I shouldn't have ever started this relationship with you, it was selfish of me."
"You are definitely being a selfish asshole right now." she pulled her legs into the seat resting her head on her knees. Thankfully there was only one other couple on this flight.
Maybe he was right, maybe she didn't want to keep going through this with him. Maybe she could find someone better, but she didn't want anyone else. She cried into her knees, maybe they were bad for each other.
It was time for the plane to take off, she fastened her seat belt and stared out the window seething. She didn't speak a word to him for three hours, and he didn't speak to her. She had finally had enough of the crying, and was ready to lash out at him.
"Wade Wilson, how could you be so inconsiderate!" she turned her head to look at him. His eyes bloodshot, his face wet.
"Babe, I just want what's best for you. I'm not even good for myself, how can I be good for anyone else."
She rolled her eyes at his self-loathing, "Your fuckin' great the way you are. So what people stare and whisper, I have dealt with that my whole life! I understand that you used to be prom king material, and now through no fault of your own, you couldn't get a job in a horror flick, but Wade I have never been prom queen material! I have always had to deal with people laughing, and pointing!" She closed her eyes trying not to relive the torment. "I learned, and you will too, to tell the people to put their eyes back in their heads, and fuck off. We can have a perfectly normal life together, if you just get over yourself, stop being so self-conscious!"
"I don't embarrass you?" he wouldn't look at her.
"Only when you make dick jokes at inappropriate times, but the way you look, hell no, you wanna go running down a beach butt naked, let's do it, you wanna wear shorts and run the mall, I'm game. You're the one who can't let his guard down."
"So," he tilted his head looking onto her tear stained face, "You really are an hallucination aren't you?"
"We've been through that too," She pinched him, "See I'm really real."
"I just want what's best for you Alyssa."
"If at anytime I don't think you are what's best for me, I'll tell you. I may be young, but I don't need someone to make decisions for me. I'm not stupid."
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I don't think you are stupid, I realize that you can make decisions for yourself."
"Thank you, if you ever threaten to leave me again I will cut your nuts off and put em in a jar."
"That sounds kinky." he said seductively.
"I think that sounds painful, but whatever. To each their own, I guess." she laughed at him.
He pulled her into his arms, "Didn't someone promise me plane sex."
She kissed him biting into his lip hard, she could taste his blood in her mouth. He let out a whimper. She reached into her bag pulling out a blanket covering herself up, secretly digging in her pocketbook for her surprise twelve-inch strap-on.
"So how you wanna do this?" she asked reaching for the bottle of lube.
"However you want, mistress." he submitted to her.
"Take off your pants, and ride me." she demanded pouring lube onto her false cock.
Confused, he complied stripping his pants, lifting the blanket, he saw what she was up to and was completely game. He kissed her deeply before he lined up his puckered hole with her cherry red cock. He lowered himself on her biting his arm to muffle a moan. He laid his back against the seat behind him, as she was pounding herself into him. She grabbed his cock squeezing from the base to the tip. Pre-cum leaking out onto her hand. She moaned, slowly running her hand up and down his shaft. He was bucking his hips like a wild stallion, as she quickened her pace with her hand. She felt his cock jerk, leaking cum down her arm. He went limp throwing his arms around her.
"Your turn." he moaned, slowly lifting himself off of her. Sitting down in his seat.
She shook her head in mock defiance, coating his cock with lube feeling it regain strength in her hand. Looking back at the other couple to see they were asleep, she faced him as he took his seat, grabbed his throbbing member and pressed it against her asshole. She felt a burning sensation as his thick cock head slid into her tightness.
"Relax, baby," Wade said sensing her discomfort.
She took a deep breath as she engulfed his large member. She laid against his chest adjusting to his size. She was panting against his chest as she started rocking her hips.
"Fuck," he hissed at her tightness fighting back the urge to slam into her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him, moaning into his mouth. She rocked on to him hard moving faster as she found her sweet spot, she was seeing stars. He grabbed her hips, helping keep the pace. He could feel her orgasm wash over her as her muscles contracted around him, driving him to go deeper and harder in seek of his own release. His cock twitched as he filled her ass with his cum. She fell limp and breathless on his chest. He lifted her sliding out slowly.
"Was that as good for you as it was for me?" He asked watching her shake.
She nodded shifting out of his lap and into her seat. She reached in the bag pulling out a pack of wipes handing him one. She cleaned herself up. Her mate was looking at her with a sinister grin.
He handed her back the wipe, "You made the mess you clean it up."
She took the wipe from him and worked it along his flaccid member. "All clean."
They redressed knowing that any minute it would be time to descend to LAX where their lay over would be. Three hours there, then on to the Aloha State, then it was time for guns in the sun.