Note: some of these chapters are going to get pretty graphic. Angry/possessive/forced sex is also implied..*
No-One But You (The Zephyr Endeavor) - Part 2
Chapter 14: Thuggish Ruggish Bone (Part 4)
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Ever heard of the term, different strokes for different folks?
Welllllll, Wade Wilson definitely fell under the category of being labeled "different" and it normally took a person with similar traits to satisfy his thirst, appetite, agenda, desire, and needs…
His best "relationships" were usually with individuals who were considered outcasts, labeled deranged, or those who were considered to be utterly insane.
Also, the mercenary was coincidentally drawn to men and women who were unpredictable in nature, and he actually liked it when they couldn't be considered a "hero" or a "villain"… just like him.
Honestly, the "crazier" they were, the better too, and Ezekiel Stane was no exception to that… type. I mean, S.H.I.E.L.D. had been trying to define him and put a leash on him for years, cuz they desperately needed to figure out if the "Jackal" was either their friend or foe.
Deep down, Wade and Ezekiel understood one another… because in the scheme of things, they BOTH dished out actions that greatly contradicted both sides of the spectrum.
The all-knowing Google will even tell you that the infamous "Deadpool" enjoys bloodshed. He also enjoys killing way too much to be considered a true "hero," but he's been known to do the right thing from time to time….
SOOOO… what happens when some yummy nummy PB&J sex gets added into the mix?
A ton of freaky shit happens, and there was nothing "vanilla" about it. The infamous Deadpool wasn't thinking about any of that stuff tho... He was dealing with some control issues on his end, and his possessive nature had definitely taken over the moment.
He picked Ezekiel up from the shower floor eventually, and he carried him out over his right shoulder. Wade hauled that beautiful Jackal into their actual bedroom, and he set him down on the edge of the fancy bed.
The concept of "control" was something Ezekiel was dealing with as well, because he often felt as if he wasn't in control of his own mind.
Too many people were fucking with him behind the scenes, so it felt better to be literally fucked by at least one of them in person. It felt better that way, with Wade, and sometimes manageable.
His body felt pleasured, yet swollen in some areas… then the rest of his body felt like it was burning up. Ezekiel thought of that as Wade placed him down on the bed, then his eyes followed him at every step.
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"How bout we do a little role play? I've got a metal mask and a hoodie somewhere in my goodie bag…"
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Tee hee. Wade Wilson told a playful joke, but the baby Jackal wasn't laughing. He rolled his eyes for the millionth time, then his eyes stopped at the sight of Wade's left leg. He caught a glimpse of his thick thigh muscle as he walked around the bed, and that deep need to "feel him" again suddenly returned.
That's really all it took? Ezekiel couldn't believe himself, sometimes…
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"How bout you eat my cock, WADE, then you can role play being someone less insecure…"
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AHAHaaa… Wade's laugh was loud as he survived that epic burn, but his eyebrow also twitched a bit as soon as Ezekiel responded back. The mercenary was secretly living for the somber Jackal being in a bad mood.
Ezekiel Stane was an arrogant, pompous, spoiled fucking brat, and Wade thought that was sexy as fuhhhk. He also liked making him all hot, bothered, and angry… was that weird?
Huuuu huuu… the bigger man finally sat down on the bed. He popped the top on a bottle of lube, then he stroked it over his cock a few times to keep it niceeee and erect. When he touched himself he saw that look. Ezekiel's eyes went straight to the package, and the mercenary saw him swallow down a naughty thought.
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"Shut up and come to papa."
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LOL. Wade gave Ezekiel the goofiest look, and the baby Jackal quietly laughed and returned the smile. They didn't have to say anything else really, cuz the vibe between them was all about working out some sort of intense sexual need, but there was also something else going on…
Ezekiel wanted to go to him immediately, and the thought crossed his mind straight away. His heart raced for it, actually, with anticipation… and Wade could kinda see that when he studied the expression on his face.
Is that, love? He did blink twice at the church, remember? That definitely happened, but Wade still had to wonder…
That gentle expression happened because, well, despite Wade's rough nature… Ezekiel couldn't deny his sexual appetite, and the hunger to feel more of him consumed his mind.
At first he thought Wade was trying to break him psychologically, but instead all he did was awaken Ezekiel, in a sense, and the man pushed him to sexually explore who he really was…
So, he slowly moved up from where he was placed on the bed, then he migrated more in the mercenary's direction. He took his bruised arms, thighs and legs straight to him, and he positioned himself on top of him once again.
Wade moved backward on the bed, then he helped that quiet coyote make space for himself on his lap. He saw the bruises on his hips and the inner parts of his thighs, all proof of their frequent and repeated encounters.
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"You wanna go again Shiny?"
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Wade wanted to be sure. His body was ready for it, like always, but he already shot a friggen load down the baby Jackal's throat while they were fucking hard in the shower, and then some.
The mercenary fucked him until his body started literally shaking as well, so…Wade wanted to double check. OH, and shower sex was tricky too, so the mercenary relocated them, and he switched it up before they both got all wrinkled up and cold.
Ezekiel kept thinking about how he felt. He started kissing Wade's neck as the thoughts continued. Doing that made him fail to answer him for a long while. Did he want to go again? Uhh, yes…
The Jackal's face was rosy when he told him that. He told Wade that needed to feel him again. It felt like he was in heat, or something, because the desire to feel him wouldn't cease.
Nhhffuuhhmmfff… Wade used his arm to turn their scenario around. He made that quiet coyote lay down below him, then he forced Ezekiel's legs to open wide for him once again.
They were facing one another, and the baby Jackal clung to Wade's shoulders after that. He squeezed his eyes shut and gasped out loud too, just as the pain and pleasure mixed together once again.
Nuuhhaawww… fuck. Wade playfully smacked one of Ezekiel's doughy soft asscheeks several times as his cock slipped in again. He smacked it good and hard after a bit, cuz doing that seemed to help him work it in.
Ezekiel let out a muffled groan against Wade's burning hot face, because his "daddy" roughly entered him for the millionth time, and he felt Wade's penis ram into him over and over once again.
The fancy bed began to move to the rhythm of those aggressive thrusts too, and the thought of being loud or "heard" escaped both of their minds. Ezekiel was simply getting fucked hard by his sexy fucking daddy, and there was nooooo way of stopping it.
Before long, they both were panting heavily, getting louder by the second, and they were in the midst of working out all that pent-up sexual energy.
Wade moaned hard and whispered filthy shit against his quiet coyote's skin, just as he climaxed inside him for the millionth time. Bursts of his seed started shooting inside Ezekiel with every thrust of his cock.
Wade wanted to fill him up nice and good. Call it territorial if you want, cuz the mercenary did that to give "Doctor" Victor Von Fuck-Face a message… and the message clearly meant that Ezekiel belonged to him.
Ezekiel's arms were locked up super stiff as he started blasting a stream of cum against Wade's stomach as well. He heard the mercenary say something about it as it all happened, but the Jackal was usually silent. I mean, he usually only gasped for breath as his insides were filled to the brim.
Ezekiel just laid there beneath Wade's bigger frame in a pleasured daze, then he slowly tried to draw in series of short breaths. After having sex with Wade, the somber Jackal was always left with the feeling of being completely ravaged, violated, yet strangely liberated at the same time…
He knew that his "daddy" was wrong for following through with a number of his actions, but Ezekiel also felt strangely satisfied in a way he hadn't experienced before.
Now the baby Jackal craved their rough sex, and they both took every opportunity they could to indulge in it and somehow satisfy the urge.
That's why he could barely even look at Wade when he took on the physical form of Rae-Ann, because Ezekiel was afraid he'd end up pregnant in a heart beat.
If he was actually born a woman, then… yeahhhh… Ezekiel calculated that he would have been "knocked up" ages ago.
That thought haunted him as well, but the baby Jackal didn't breathe a word of it out there in the open…
Chapter: END
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