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Chapter one of my slow burn spideypool fic!
The man he’s holding by the shirt slumps to the ground as his grip unfolds. His knuckles ache, but his heart still itches for another fight.
Sensing his intentions, Wade clears his throat. “Not here for a fight! Though I’d totally love to see you kick my ass, several times, with your hand-“
“Shut up.”
“Yep! Lips are sealed.” He mimes the motion of zipping up his mouth, then shudders as if the very thought would drive him mad.
“What do you want with me?”