Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

They didn't go back to Zemo's apartment, and the car stopped in front of a hotel.

Deadpool dragged Anonymous out of the car.

Seeing Deadpool waving goodbye to them at the door, Zemo felt that in addition to the mask, he probably needed a pair of sunglasses to keep his eyes from being blinded.

He could totally understand why Hydra's complete kit for the Winter Soldier included tactical eyepieces.

Is it too late to join Hydra now?

Not long after it got dark, the flow of people in the hotel began to increase, but everyone consciously avoided the Deadpool who was not a good person.He pulled Unregistered, almost bouncing all the way to the front desk.

Unnamed Thinking of those teammates who like to jump and walk in order to avoid being shot in the head, it is a pity that everyone only has one comment about them in the end:

It's better to hit well than to catch well, the head iron catches the bullet accurately.

"Good evening!" Deadpool greeted everyone around him. He seemed to be in a particularly good mood. Only Anonymous knew that he was holding his hand a little too hard.What emotion is Deadpool hiding.

"Hey!" The strong smell of blood on Deadpool made all the guests make way for him and went straight to the front desk, "Brother booked a suite on the top floor?"

The reception at the front desk was twice as fast as before. She tried her best to move away from Deadpool, and even wanted to call the police directly.

After getting the room card, they walked all the way to the elevator.

"Wait!" Deadpool dragged Anonymous out, just blocking the elevator door that was about to close.

The guests in the elevator seemed to want to get out and avoid taking the elevator with this dangerous person, but because the inside was too crowded, the luggage blocked their way.

Deadpool still held his forearm, as if afraid that he would disappear suddenly.

A crowded elevator is not a good place. The ceiling of the elevator is a mirror, and Anonymous looks up at his own eyes in the mirror.He rarely looked in the mirror, but now he noticed some blood spots on his white shirt, probably from Deadpool who stained his clothes.

Deadpool didn't say anything, even though the elevator was really fast, but this is too unusual.His other hand was in his pocket, catching him nervously glancing at himself a few times, but unfortunately he couldn't see his expression through the mask.

This suite is well worth the four figure price tag.

The floor-to-ceiling windows have a good view, except for the white barrier in the middle of the unnamed view.

There is still 12:00:00 before the start of the game.

Unnamed saw this line of prompts again, he caught a glimpse of the AWM placed in the corner of the room, and felt a little uneasy.He didn't know what the other fixed bug was besides the airdrop.

His combat power has indeed improved a lot with the airdrop, but does this mean that the difficulty of the game will also be upgraded together?

"Hey, sweetheart," Deadpool stood behind him, turning to face him anonymously.

He had changed out of his blood-stained uniform, including his mask.

Then Deadpool knelt down and held up a hand: a silver ring to be precise.Deadpool, who has always talked so much that both humans and gods are angry, stopped talking, and he knelt on one knee in silence, not moving at all.

Unnamed looked at the silver ring on his hand, not quite understanding what it was for.

"Wade?" he asked uncertainly. "What's the matter?"

Teammates in the game sometimes shout 'I'm kneeling', which probably means falling to the ground. It is true that Deadpool is kneeling now, but Unknown has never seen how to pull people in the real world, and he was a little at a loss.Now how to do?Will Deadpool fall too?

"Brother is proposing to you," Deadpool also realized that Anonymous had absolutely no common sense in this area, and explained hoarsely.

"Marriage," Anonymous blinked, "what's the concept?"

"It's just... living, eating and sleeping with my brother... almost," Deadpool didn't know how to define marriage, so he just pulled out a few sentences to explain.

But haven't they already done each of the above?Anonymous frowned.

"So we're 'married'?" asked the anonymous.

Deadpool thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be nothing logically wrong, but the definition of 'sleeping together' might be a bit off: a big one.

"There is also a name change, that is, your surname is Wilson! Unnamed Wilson? It actually sounds pretty good." It was not easy for him to come up with another excuse of 'marriage is very necessary'.

"...actually I've done that too," admitted the anonymous, remembering his alias 'Onnon Wilson', at the time he didn't know the meaning of his husband's surname, but that's what he told the Behavioral Analysis Team anyway .

Wilson was the first name that came to his mind.

"There's still a bit of a procedural difference." Anyway, I agreed, no matter if it's a scam or something, it can't be wrong to trap this too cute unnamed first, Deadpool thought.

"Oh, good." Anonymous nodded.

"Of course, sweetheart, it doesn't matter if you dislike my ugly looks. In fact, it's pretty good now. There's no need to wear a ring, right. My taste in choosing rings is just as bad." I poured out my brain, halfway through I realized what Unregistered just said, and suddenly got stuck.

Unnamed pulled Deadpool's hand holding the ring, and found that the silver ring was very ordinary, with no extra decorations on it, only a small Deadpool cartoon logo engraved on it.It's actually quite cute.

For a wedding ring, it seems to be a bit simple, but when Unnamed thinks of those sparkling diamond rings, he has an urge to shy away from it.With such a reflective thing, does he still want to play with auspicious clothes?

"Where is this supposed to be worn?" he asked. "I've seen a lot of people put it on their fingers—"

Deadpool didn't have time to answer, fearing that he would regret it, he grabbed his hand and hurriedly put the ring on his ring finger.

He fumbled in his pocket for a long time before he took out another ring and put it on his hand indiscriminately.The unprotected ring is far less valued than the unmarked one.

Unknown saw clearly that the engraving on the ring was a small frying pan, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

Deadpool stood up straight, and now the two of them stood facing each other in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, but neither seemed to want to step forward to hug or kiss each other.This final step of engagement does not seem to be easy to achieve.

Sirens sounded outside again, and the night in New York was not very peaceful.

A siren sounded, breaking the almost static spell in the room, and Deadpool seemed to have been turned on the button called 'Speaking Sassy'.

"It's said in soap operas that true love has to go through life and death," Deadpool said. "It seems that we're not—we're talking about getting married within less than a month of knowing each other. I'm afraid we're faster than The Flash."

He kept peeking at Anonymous, and then looked away, every time he saw his own disfigured face reflected in the glass, he felt even more inferior.

"Do you care about life and death?" Unknown asked.

"No, of course not, brother will not die." Deadpool waved his hand, very disdainful of the direction of this topic.

"Me neither," Unregistered replied softly, "Then what's the importance of life and death between us? I just like staying with you."

"That's right, 419 is not the purpose of dating for the purpose of marriage. It's a bad civilization. We have to set a wedding date first." Deadpool laughed, "Sweetie, you really suit my brother's wishes."

Unknown tilted his head, stared at Deadpool for a while, but couldn't think of a reply, so he turned to look at the night scene outside the window.New York City is indeed a city that never sleeps at night, brightly lit as if it were daytime, but crimes still surge in places where the lights cannot shine.

Of course, there are many criminals under the lights, such as Deadpool and himself.

"Tell me, are you a secret weapon created by some villain to deal with brother?" Deadpool approached behind him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and asked.

This is very different from the hug when he was pretending to be a girl. It is no longer a playful hold on Unregistered, not just much stronger.

"Wade—" Untitled Guts shouldn't break free now, it's not the first time Deadpool has hugged him, but there's no precedent for an aggressive move like this.

"Hush, you can't talk at a time like this," Deadpool laughed lowly, his unnamed bewilderment put him in a good mood.He first touched the unknown neck with his lips, and after feeling the slight but undeniable pulse, he showed his teeth and gently rubbed that piece of skin.

until it turns pink.

If you bite down hard, your mouth will be filled with the taste of blood, unnamed blood.But he just tightened his arms around Unknown's name, being very careful not to bite even a small piece of skin.

Unknown clearly heard that his heartbeat had lost its usual steady frequency.Then there is Deadpool's heartbeat, which comes from the warm body that is tightly pressed against him behind him.

Close to the occasional tension and excitement of finals circles, but not quite the same, the unease that arises is quickly soothed by the presence of someone you trust.The feeling is completely foreign, but not bad.

He turned his head and kissed Deadpool, letting his usually carefully controlled breathing quicken, and the sweetness overflowed between his lips and teeth.

Deadpool pulled out his left hand that was interlocked with the unnamed fingers.

"Hmm..." He heard the nasal voice of unidentified dissatisfaction, and comfortingly deepened the kiss, while moving his fingertips downward.

Unknown raised his vacant left hand to block his eyes. Under the light, the silver ring on his ring finger gleamed, occupying most of his field of vision.

He closed his eyes obediently, completely gave up resistance in the darkness, and let Deadpool lead him into the vortex of desire.

The author has something to say: Ah Yan tends to be self-willed when he is not feeling well

I like to kill people when I am self-willed

I heard that many people don't like this car: I can't fall in love with this car, many of you are alone

It may be posted on AO3 or lof in the future, I will check the direction of the wind.

*It feels like a toy car, the kind with fixed wheels

*I've never been in a relationship, I really can't drive

*I blushed for five hours, from four to nine o'clock, my roommate thought I had a fever

*Baidu has many processes, because I don't know how this is done

*If you like it, go and order it and collect it.

Unnamed felt Wade's icy lips come up, and blocked his panting skillfully, the tip of his tongue swept across the teeth, plundering every inch of territory in the mouth, and finally wrapped his tongue around him.

They sucked the body fluid in each other's mouths, and exchanged already extremely familiar breaths.

Wade Wilson's lips were trembling, perhaps it had something to do with his abnormally low body temperature.He is now like a prisoner awaiting execution.

Untitled will push him away in a second, Wade thought, no one can stand this, kissing a rotten ugly thing.

An invisible smile flickered from the corner of Unnamed's mouth, he hooked Wade's neck, then moved his fingertips up, clasping the back of the other's head with his palm, deepening the kiss.

He could see Wade's eyes slightly widened in astonishment, and the astonishment contained in the only azure blue eyes that were not the slightest difference from his handsome appearance before made the smile in the unnamed eyes further smudged.

Till Unknown was a little out of breath, and slightly refused.

Wade backed away immediately, as quickly as if he was avoiding the plague: in fact, he was helping Unknown to avoid this ugly plague of himself, Wade thought.

"Hey, what should we do next?" Unknown's voice sounded a little curious, much softer than usual, and he was already sitting by the bed.

Wade froze in place, realizing he had misunderstood Unregistered.His brown eyes became darker and darker, and he watched Anonymous adjust his breathing chaotically with amazement.

He is his own angel.

It starts with a capital A-because that is a proper noun, the angel exclusive to Deadpool.

"Wade, you have to help me," Unnamed blinked, his voice hoarse than usual.He didn't know what the hotness of his body meant.

Just really want Wade to be closer.

This time, Wade blocked the unnamed question with his lips in a timely manner, and scrambled with one hand to unbutton the other party's shirt, which was too complicated in this situation.

It was difficult for Unknown to suppress his soft nasal voice, he reached out his hand to cover Wade's, leading him to unbutton his shirt.

Unrestrained, the white shirt slid down his back and hung loosely on Unnamed's body.Wade prevented Anonymous from completely taking off his shirt.

Unknown has no idea how criminal his half-dressed appearance is.

But it's perfect, Wade Wilson is a criminal.

His hands slid down along the curve of the other's perfect butterfly bone, touching his waist.Wade marveled at Unnamed's perfect body curve.

Slowly caressing his waist, everything is so perfect, especially when Unknown's body trembles unbearably because of this soft touch, the corners of his eyes are moist red, his lips are wriggling, and he calls out "Wade" with a trill. when.

He couldn't help it anymore, the most primitive desire in his body was clamoring, like a wild beast scratching his cage called reason, his fingers dexterously scratched the particularly sensitive skin, appreciating with satisfaction With a flushed expression on the unnamed face.

Wade pulled Unregistered into his arms, and the rough and smooth skin of the two of them pressed against each other tightly, breathing in harmony.

The two of them are destined and unique to each other.

Wade licked the pinna of the unnamed ear, biting it lightly, feeling the unconscious trembling of the other's body.

He just pressed Unregistered on the soft cushion, couldn't restrain his heavy panting, untied Unregistered's belt with trembling hands, took off his pants, and rubbed two handfuls on his half-hard penis, Immediately heard the sweet greasy gasp.

Wade looked obsessively at Anonymous who was flushed under his body, and there seemed to be irresistible force majeure on the other person's body that attracted him to take him further.

"Wei... Ha... Wade——" Weiji's voice trembled slightly, and the ending was slightly elongated, which sounded particularly confusing. He unconsciously climbed onto Deadpool's shoulders, and wrapped his legs around his waist tight.

It was too much, Anonymous increased his strength to grab Deadpool's shoulder, his head was like a paste, he didn't know what he was thinking, and what he should think about.

Wade put two fingers into Unknown's mouth, and pulled his tongue to make a watery sound.The latter tried to wrap his tongue around his lover's knuckles.

Such a cooperative move made Wade's heart tremble violently.

He pulled out his fingers, bit Unnamed's lips, and sucked fiercely, like a beast thirsting for blood and fresh meat, but at the same time restrained his strength, for fear of really hurting Unknown.

Unnamed opened his eyes, allowing him to wreak havoc on his body, with some wet stains oozing from the corners of his eyes, completely out of his control.

While he was struggling with Wade's bite, two fingers inadvertently invaded his back hole, his eyes widened, and he was forced to be blocked by Wade's dexterous tongue with a cry of surprise, and he could only utter Inflected nasal voice.

Wade's fingers stirred in the unnamed back hole, unexpectedly tight, the warm intestinal wall sucked Wade's fingers tightly, like an invitation.

Unknown's back arched, completely bewildered.All he could do was grab Wade's shoulders and look at the person in front of him pleadingly.

Wade's lower body swelled up a bit, this was the first time that he was unnamed, and he warned himself: never enter rashly.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he forced himself to develop the unnamed and unknown rear acupoint with extreme patience, and his fingers opened the folds of his intestines and drilled deep.

"It's okay," Unknown whispered comfortingly in his ear, perhaps seeing his struggle.He didn't know what was going to happen next, but he was completely confident that Deadpool would never hurt him.

An unidentified forbearable gasp is the best aphrodisiac.

Wade swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he supported his avatar, poked the front end of the unnamed acupoint twice, and then he stood up and submerged half of it.

The person under him didn't have any resistance, a gasp with some trembling sounds hit Wade's heart, the genitals under his crotch became a little harder, he started to move slowly while supporting the other's waist.

"Hmm... Hah..." Unnamed didn't know why he suppressed his groaning, but instinctively pursed his lips, but he didn't know that the occasional small voice could arouse Wade's desire even more.

He could feel the pulsating heat of the passage rubbing against every sensitive point, each movement igniting a new, unfamiliar flame.

He could only keep his legs barely hanging on Wade's waist, and twisted his body to fit them.

Suddenly, an electric current seemed to flow through the whole body, originating from an abnormally deep thrust of Wade.Unknown's whole body tensed up, and an uncontrollable moan escaped from his lips.

It is here.

"Sweetheart, call me by my name," Wade increased the range of his movements, each time he slammed into that hidden little spot, causing a new round of unnamed tremors.

"Wei... Wade, I can't do it anymore," Unnamed couldn't stop the trembling in his words, he tried to cover the corner of his reddened eyes with one hand, but Wade forcibly grabbed it again, "Slow down—"

All this is beyond anything he has ever experienced, complete sensory overload, Unnamed can't think now, can't do any rational behavior, and can only let Deadpool lead him into a deeper desire.

"Shh, soon, very soon." Wade comforted Anonymous, but the movements of his body did not follow his promise at all.

Wade Wilson, the liar, couldn't stop the tears from the corners of his eyes, and could only feel Wade's warm tongue kissing these small droplets away in a haze.

What did not match this kind of gentle movement was the increasingly violent impact on the opponent's lower body.

I don't know how long it has passed, because time is completely irrelevant in this situation, he just feels like a drowning person, floating in the waves, only Wade's hand around his waist keeps him from drowning .

Finally, he let out a short exclamation, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and he reached the summit with Wade.

He was paralyzed on the bed, not wanting to move, and gave Wade a very sharp eye knife.

Wade pulled Little Deadpool out of his unnamed body, went to the bathroom to get a wet towel, and began to clean the bodies of the two without any complaints.