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Something isn't right in Peters life. 

And he doesn't know what. He can't pin point anything exact. There's just this feeling that something is missing. But what? He often thinks about it, trying to solve the puzzle but he never finds a solution.

He used to think he felt this way because he's all alone. No friends, no family. No one left to remember him. Of course something was missing. He had no one to talk to except himself. 

And then he met Deadpool. That annoying, loud merc who never shuts up. Long story short, they became friends and hang out almost everyday now. It all started when (yes, time for the long story now) a few months ago, Spider-Man was on his usual patrol through the beautiful city of New York. 

It was around 8 pm, the sun already going down and painting the sky in a pretty red and orange color. Peter sat on the rooftop of a big apartment building, hot dog in his hand. He got it as a gift from a very nice man because he saved his hot dog stand from getting kidnapped. Free dinner is best dinner.

He was just about to take a bite of his thank-you gift when suddenly a strangers voice calls out to him from somewhere on the rooftop.

"Can you shove it slowly into your mouth? That would make it so much hotter." Can't a man eat eat his dinner in peace? Apparently not.

"Thanks, you just ruined eating hot dogs for me forever."

"You're welcome, Spidey." The voice comes from behind him, so Peter turns around to take a look at the stranger that appeared out of nowhere. It's a man in a red and black suit, similar to his own but without the web design. It's like looking at a cheap knock off version of himself. Except, the man is completly ripped, big muscles on display thanks to the tight fabric. And he's tall, maybe even taller than Peter. This is a prime example alpha. 

Not that it's intimidating Peter in any way. He's an alpha too but he could care less about how buff or big other alphas are. He's never been very competitive about that. Aunt May and uncle Ben expected he would present as a beta. Everyone thought that. And well, when his first rut came they were completly unprepared.

He grew a bit afterwards. Not a lot, which is weird for an alpha. Normally they get really big after presenting. So for most of his teen years he got bullied because of that by other alphas. And then the spider bit him and gave him a sudden height boost and ta da, he looks like an actual alpha now. 

Now back to the actual story.

"And who are you supposed to be?" Spider-Man says after he finished looking at the stranger. 

"Deadpool, at your service." Deadpool bows for some reason. He's weird. 

"And what are you doing here, Deadpool?"

"Just wanted to watch."

"...dude. I just want to eat a hot dog, stop making that weird."

"Woah, woah." Deadpool puts his hands in the air. "Watching somebody eat isn't weird at all, you're the one making it weird Spidey. Get your mind out of the gutter."

"Sure." Peter says in an annoyed tone.

"Also hot dogs aren't even good as a sexual metaphor cause you bite them, not lick or suck. Duh."

"Yeah, good to know. Can you leave now?" Peter is getting impatient, while his hot dog is getting cold.

"No, sorry...but you know, just don't mind me. I'll just sit here and won't even bother you, Spidey." Deadpool sits down right next to Peter.

"You're bothering me already." The man moves a few inches away. Whatever, just eat and ignore the guy. Peter finally bites into his hot dog and chews. It tastes really good. He swallows and was about to take another bite when the masked man next to him speaks up again. "Use more tongue this time."

"Yeah, I'm not doing this." Peter pulls his mask down and swings away from the rooftop. He can hear Deadpool shout after him. "I'M SUCH A BIG FAN SPIDEY!"

What a terrible first impression, right? Well the merc was stubborn. They met again just a few days later. Peter just finished webbing up a few criminals who wanted to rob a bank but they did a terrible job, so Spider-Man quickly stopped them before they accidentally shoot themselves. Have they ever held a gun before attempting to rob anyone? Doesn't seem like it.

So his job here was done and he wanted to leave before the police arrive but suddenly he hears that voice from behind him again.

"Has anyone ever told you how absolutely beautiful your ass looks?"

Peter just turns around slowly, the lenses of his mask turning into small lines while he quietly stares at Deadpool.

"Like your cheeks are perfect globes, Spidey. And it's so big, you know?" He's so done with that guy.

"Can you stop?"

"Stop what?"

"Harassing me."

"I'm just stating obvious facts-"

"No seriously. I don't like this, so stop it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"Really?"

"Goodbye, 'Pool." Spider-Man swings away. He didn't have any energy left to continue this conversation because it was clearly leading nowhere.

So their second time meeting went just as terrible, even worse probably and Peter just hoped to never run into that weird guy again because apparently he has nothing better to do than sexually harassing him. His ass isn't that big. Probably. And no, he didn't check his own ass out in the mirror after getting home, never. (He did and Deadpool was kind of right, which bothered Peter even more)

But Deadpool tried again. Third time's the charm afterall. And this time, he had a different approach. He somehow managed to sneak up on Spider-Man again but instead of making another sexual and inapropriate comment, he said this instead.

"Sorry man, didn't want to make you uncomfortable."

It caught Peter so off guard he slightly jumped. "Huh- Wait what?"

"I'm sorry. I'll stop with the comments."

"...oh. Uh, thanks." He didn't expect that honestly. The apology sounds sincecere too. Unbelieveable. 

Since then Deadpool showed up everyday and joins Spider-Man in patrols. Peter already expected that he's some sort of hero too, with the suit and all. So now he had a companion who fights along his side. 

Did Deadpool stop being obsessed with Spider-Mans ass? No. Peter often catches him staring at his ass and he doesn't even try to deny it. "Listen, Spidey. Your ass is a work of art and art is made to be looked at." Peter just sighed and accepted it (and blushed like crazy under the mask, but Deadpool didn't need to know that).

After a while their patrols started to end with sharing a meal together. Deadpool gets them some fast food or take out from somewhere and they sit down on a rooftop. Peter tried to pay him back, but he refused it. "Nope, put that money back. I won't even take a single penny from you."

"What? Just let me pay for my food, that's not fair."

"I already paid for you."

"Yes, I know, that's why I want to pay you back dude."

"Just accept free food, Spidey."

"It's not free for you. You paid double the price!"

"Just take the food."

"Just take the money."

"Nope."

In the end Peter gave in and ate the food. He still felt bad about it but after a while he got used to it. No idea how Deadpool can afford so much everyday. And he always gets them so much food, which is great for Peters fast metabolism, but sucks for Deadpools wallet. 

Sometimes they get hot dogs and Peter can feel those eyes on him again. At least there are no weird comments but he knows what the other guy is thinking about. He knows Spider-Man is an alpha, right? Why would an alpha think like that about another alpha? It's a bit...unusual. Peter never had this sort of attention.

But still he's always excited to hang out with Deadpool at the end of the day. They became friends. Friends that don't know eachothers name and never seen eachothers face. But still friends. 

The problem is even now with Deadpool as his friend, something still doesn't feel right. Why? He's not lonely anymore at least, so what is it? So he came up with a new theory: he doesn't have an omega. Of course he feels incomplete. No romance, nothing. That's what has to be missing. 

So Peter tried dating. He signed up at a few dating sites and apps to try and find his perfect omega. Because he's an alpha and he has to have an omega. He never really been interested in one before. He dated MJ for a while but she's a beta, not an omega. He just has to find the right one probably. Yes. Probably. 

So far he hasn't made any progress. He went on a few dates with some nice omegas. Like really nice, actual sweethearts. But unfortunetly, he didn't feel a spark with a single one of them. And he doesn't understand why because, like he said, they're all great people. He genuinly liked being around them and had a lot of fun on the dates. But afterwards, he thought about dating them and…he didn't like that for some reason. It didn't feel right. 

And that doesn't make sense. He's supposed to want an omega. Why doesn't he want one? Because at this point he can't deny it anymore. He doesn't want an omega, it's obvious. But why? He doesn't want to stay single either. So this kind of sucks. He could try dating a beta again. But when he thinks about that for too long he feels bad aswell. Those are all the options he has. Is he just destined to be alone?

So yeah, love is tricky and the only thing that's drier than his love life is his sex life. It sucks on a whole other level. He can't remember when the last time was when he had sex or anything intimate with anyone. Not even kissing. He's a bit frustrated about that, of course. Everyone has urges afterall, even Spider-Man. A lot actually. He's a bit of an adrenaline junkie, so after patrol he's stuck with a hard on every time. 

Just like today. 

He crawls through the window, closes it and sighs. His suit presses uncomfortably against his crotch, his dick already hard. He quickly peels the tight fabric off, takes his laptop and gets on his bed. He quickly searches for his usual porn site (it was the first site that showed up when he looked for something the first time and hasn't used something else). It has something of everything probably. Peter never searches for anything specific, just scrolls around a bit until he finds something that interests him. Let's see what he finds today.

At first noting really catches his eyes. There's the classic stuff. 'Omega gets bred by big alpha cock', very basic honestly. Every second video is like that. Not that it's bad, Peter came to those often. But most of them are just clickbait because the cocks aren't even that big unfortunetly (but sometimes they are and Peter comes so much faster for some reason…).

'Omegas grinding cocklets and making out', that's more rare but also really popular. Peter doesn't get the appeal of it honestly. There's just something missing for him. He keeps scrolling. Another Omega getting bred. Something with spanking. Another omega getting bred, but this time they're dressed up as a priest for some reason. Just keeps scrolling. Then he stops. There's something completly new he never saw before.

'Tiny alpha gets bitched and bred'

Since when are alphas getting bred? Or…yeah, he has no idea what "bitched" is. So he searches it online, because he's a scientist at heart. The first thing that shows up is an article titled 'What is bitching?' so he clicks on it and starts reading, his erection completly forgotten.

'Bitching refers to the process of an alpha being turned into an omega through getting knotted by another alpha.'

What.

'A bitched alphas body functions just like the one of an omega and is therefore able to have heats and even become pregnant.'

What.

Is this legit? He never heard about that before. He would have known about that if it was real. He keeps reading anyways.

'It used to be a very common practice back when humans lived in small packs. If there weren't enough omegas in a pack to carry pups, a few alphas would volunteer to get turned into omegas to garantuee the packs survival. Nowadays, it's a very frowned upon act, seen as shameful and degrading in our alpha centric society. Most people have never heard of it or if they have, they don't believe it.'

Huh. He keeps reading.

'But a small group of people brought it back into discussions. Why? Since we left the pack life behind to life as bigger socities and have a very big omega population there would be no need for bitching, right? Actually, that wasn't the only reason. Studies show that 3% of the whole population are unhappy being the second gender they presented as, including alphas.'

There are other alphas who are unhappy?

Wait-no. Peter isn't unhappy. He's fine. He loves being an alpha. That isn't the problem. Anyways, he keeps reading.

'That's quite a lot of people. The actual number is likely much higher because many people don't even realize that their unhappiness comes from their second gender.'

That could never be him.

'Or they deny it.'

Peter closes his laptop. And then he opens it again because he wants to keep reading.

'There are a few signs that indicate an alpha might not want to be an alpha. For example, a complete lack of attraction for omegas.'

That's...that doesn't mean anything.

'Instead they feel very attracted to other alphas.'

Peter doesn't feel attracted to other alphas...right? He just likes to look at them from time to time. That's normal. Just their bodies, nothing else...and their cocks. But how could he not stare at them when they're so big...and long...and thick...and his dick is hard again. Great.

Well, enough reading then. He goes back to the porn site and the first thing he sees is the video that led him down this rabbit hole. He almost clicks it. Almost. He decides to just close his laptop and go to sleep early, ignoring his very obvious erection. He's not doing this today.

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Peter can't stop thinking about it for the next week, always in the back of his mind. No matter what he does. Even when he's in the middle of a fight a part of his brain refuses to concentrate on the combat and instead repeats the article over and over again.

Why even? It's not like that proves anything. He likes being an alpha afterall. Just like any other normal alpha.

"...so I said to him, what are you gonna do about it. Guess what he did about it, Webs." Deadpools voice suddenly appears again.

"...huh?" Yeah, he wasn't listening at all. Spider-Man and Deadpool sit together on a rooftop, surrounded by a bunch of fast food containers. It's their usual routine after finishing patrol. And normally Peter listens to what the other man says but today it seems impossible to keep up with him. "Sorry, I wasn't listening."

"Wow. Shame on you, really." Deadpool takes a bite of his burrito.

"I know...can I ask you a weird question?"

Deadpool quickly swallows."What kind of weird are we talking about here, Webs?"

"I'm not sure..."

"Just go for it man."

"...do you ever think that you don't want to be an alpha?"

They're both quiet, just looking at eachother. Staring into masked eyes. Very unusual.

"No, I don't. Do you?"

"I...sometimes." Peter can lie to himself but not to Deadpool. "...all the time actually. I hate it." Where is this honesty coming from? "...so much." This is too honest.

Before Deadpool can reply to what Peter said, Spider-Man suddenly stands up and looks at his imaginery watch. "Oh well would you look at the time, so late already. Gotta go you know? Thanks for the food, see ya 'Pool." He swings away, not giving the other man a change to say anything else.

Peter rushes home. What was that? Why did he say that? That must have been so weird for Deadpool to hear. He probably thinks Spider-Man is crazy or something...stupid mouth not listening to his brain. He probably lost his only friend now, who would hang out with a freak like him? He's so stupid.

The next few days, he completly avoids Deadpool like the plague. He can't face him after their conversation. Not that the other alpha would want to see him after how he acted and just left. But avoiding the talkative man is harder than expected because he's kind of everywhere. So Peter is just ruhsing from one place to another. But it doesn't work forever. After a week Deadpool catches up to him.

"You know, I kinda get the feeling you're trying to avoid me, Webs."

"What? Nooooo, never…hah..ughhh…sorry." Peter was just about to swing to another rooftop, but he's tired of running away. He has to face the other hero eventually anyways. He sits down on the edge of the roof with a sigh, Deadpool does the same.

"So why did you do that, if I may ask Webs?"

"…don't you remember our last hangout?"

"Yes, you ran away out of nowhere and left me there all alone."

"Yeah sorry about that. I panicked a little."

"And why did you panic?"

"…because of what I said? Just- I didn't mean to say that. Please just forget I said that or even asked you that question.."

"Webs, it's okay. You can vent to me about all your serious feelings and cry on my shoulder."

"But that was…I don't get why I'm like this…I feel like a freak."

"First of all, you're not a freak. You're the greatest, bestest guy I've ever met. Who cares that you don't wanna be an alpha? I don't. It's nobodies business but your own and if someone seriously gives a shit about that and bothers you, I will beat them up for you."

Peter can't help but smile beneath the mask. "Thanks. You're a great guy, Deadpool."

"I'm trying to be."

They just sit there for a while, watching over the city. The sun is slowly setting already, the sky changing into a warm orange. 

"You know, if you really hate being an alpha, there's a way to chang-"

"I know. I've read about it."

"You wanna try it?"

What? Is he really suggesting…

"Try what?" Peter asks, just to be sure.

"You know. It."

"…not yet."

"Well, I hope you find someone who'll treat you good or else I'll beat them up too, Webs."

For some reason Peter feels disappointed. For a short moment he thought Deadpool would want to…help him out. But he's right. Peter should find someone else probably, someone who's actually interested in him and doesn't make comments about his body as a joke. Why did Peter even think Deadpool was being serious with the compliments? He would never want an alpha.

"…I'll try."

"So you wanna get some pizza? My treat as always."

"…can't. Have some plans."

"Oh, well see you tomorrow then. Don't try hiding again, I'll find you Webs. I always do."

"Bye." Spider-Man jumps off the rooftop and starts swinging back to his apartment. His vision becomes blurry, the tears already forming. Why is he crying? He's can't be this pathetic, right? He doesn't need Deadpool for this. He arrives at his apartment, lays down in his bed without even taking the suit off and cries into his pillow. He really is pathetic.

But at least he knows now why he's not satisfied with his life. And…yes, he wants to be bitched even though it sounds a bit scary. Does it hurt to get knotted? Hopefully not. Now, he needs to find someone who's not Deadpool to help him. A stranger. That…he doesn't want that. That sounds even scarier. But Deadpool is literally his only friend. 

Maybe he should just try asking at least…

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Peter takes a deep breath. It's the next day, he and Deadpool sit on another rooftop as usual. Today they're having chinese take out. Spider-Man sets his empty container down, nervously fidgeting with his hands already. He can do this. He can reveal his deepest, darkest secret on purpose this time.

"You good, Spidey?" Deadpool asks, still eating noodles. They have a few containers full of food left.

"Yeah! Yeah." Smooth. "I uh, I wanna ask you somehing."

"Shoot."

"Could you do me a favor?"

"Sure, what can I do for my favorite spider?"

"You know the thing we talked about yesterday, right?" Deadpool nods, mouth busy chewing food. "...I want to do it."

"Do what?"

"You know. It." Deadpool shrugs. "That thing."

"What thing?"

"You know... the changing thing." Peter doesn't want to say it outloud.

"Spidey, I really have no fucking idea what you're talking about."

"I want to get bitched!" He instantly regrets saying it outloud when Deadpool tries to hold back his laugh but fails. "...I hate you."

"Sorry, I had to Webs." 

"Can we just stay serious? Please?"

"Yeah okay..soo, you want to get bitched, loud and proud. Good for you. And what does the favor have to do with that?"

Peter takes a deep breath again.

"I want you to do it."

"No."

Oh...that was..fast. 

"...why not?"

"Spidey, I feel very honored, really. But I don't even know your real name. Or what you look like. Or anything about your private life. This isn't something we can do as Deadpool and Spider-Man."

"...oh. Yeah..yeah, I guess you're right..." So Peter decides to do the only logical thing. Taking his mask off. He quickly pulls the fabric off his head. "My name is Peter. Peter Parker."

Deadpool stares for a while until he finally speaks up again, seeming very excited.

"Holy shit. God, you're even prettier than I imagined, Webs. Forget about your ass, I could gaze at your beautiful face all day-"

"Now it's your turn."

"Are you sure about this, Peter? I'm not a very pretty sight." Peter already noticed the scarred skin around Deadpools mouth when they ate. He never asked about it though.

"I'm sure."

"Geez, you're really desperate huh? Well it won't last long when you see my ugly mug." The alpha takes his mask off aswell and woah. He looks so handsome. Peter didn't expect him to be completly bald but he can pull it off. 

"Woah." And those eyes... they're so pretty. Peter can't help but stare in awe at the man in front of him.

"I didn't expect that reaction honestly."

"What did you expect?"

"That you vomit or something."

"What the- No? You look good. Really good." Peter sounds sincere and Deadpool seems to believe it too. Deadpool. Right, his name. "So, what's your name?"

"Wade. Wade Wilson."

"Nice to officially meet you, Wade." Peter holds his hand out and the other alpha shakes it. "...so about the favor.."

"Are you really sure about this, Pete?"

"Of course."

"Are you really sure that you want to be an omega? Have you even thought about the consequences?"

"I mean, not really but-"

"Let's see. You'll go into heats that last a few days once a month for the rest of your life, extreme hormone changes, scent changes, your dick will shrink and get useless and you'll need to take birth control if you don't wanna end up pregnant probably. That's just all the things that I came up with on the spot. Have you thought about any of that?"

No, he didn't. He didn't think about how being an omega would change his life. Wade is right. Peter is rushing this without even thinking about any consequences.

"No, I haven't."

"See? Just...take some time and think about it."

Peter sighs. "I will. But...would you do it?"

Wade smiles. "I would love to, Petey Pie."

"Good to know."

"No, I mean it. Do you know how often I think about your ass? If I get to be the first to open up that tight hole of yours, it will be the best fucking day of my life, nothing else will ever compare."

That's an image Peters brain will never forget. It's even picturing it in great detail, much to his dismay because his cheeks are getting red and he doesn't even have his mask on to hide it. Maybe Wade won't notice it.

(Wade absolutely noticed it because Peters cheeks are basically glowing bright like Rudolphs red nose, but the spider doesn't need to know that)

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Wade had to leave New York for a mission for a week afterwards. So Peter decides to use the time and think about it. Not only to think but also to do some much needed research. Changes, risks, alternatives, how it even works. Everything he should know about.

So first of all: are there alternatives? Not really. Apparently there's a hormone therapy that slowly changes your secondary gender, for omegas, betas and alphas, but it's extremly expensive and takes forever. It's not even garantueed to be safe. So getting knotted is his only option.

Next up: are there risks? Yeah, definitly. It's not all sunshine and rainbows. Even getting knotted itself won't be easy. First of all, he needs to submit to another alpha and that's the first problem already. It goes against his alpha instincts to submit to anyone, especially another alpha. And since his body rather follows his instincts rather than his rational brain he'll try to fight it with everything he can. He will need to be physically forced to submit. Hopefully Wade can handle that since Peter still has his super strength.

After the knotting it won't be easy either. His body needs to adjust a lot. During that period he will be extremly vulnerable and kind of dependant on the alpha that knotted him. He'll be tired constantly and need a lot of food, his metabolism will be working twice as fast probably. More side effects include mood changes, heightened senses and an increased sex drive. 

Luckily after that adjustment period is over he'll be a normal omega. But...it can take a long time. For some people it was just a week or two but for others it took months or even a year to really adjust completly, according to what others had shared on a help forum. Peter hopes it will be over fast. Maybe spider powers help with that?

That's also why almost everyone in the forums recommends only doing this with someone you're dating so... They're best friends, that's almost the same. Wade is just helping him as a friend, yes. Friends with benefits basically. As long as he won't bite Peter everything will be fine.

So what will change permenantly? A lot. His body will start producing slick naturally. His dick will shrink, he won't be able to impregnate anyone anymore (not that he wanted to). Instead he will be able to get pregnant. Pregnant. He'll be able to carry pups. That sounds scary but also... something else he can't place. 

He won't risk getting pregnant anyways. He'll have to take a break from being Spider-Man due to the adjustment period, any longer will be too long. New York needs him afterall.

He would have heats regulary too but he'll probably just take surpressants. He doesn't want to bother Wade with that but he also doesn't want to go through them alone since apparently they suck. A lot. So no thanks. Luckily surpressants are still in his budget.

His instincts will change too. He'll no longer try to fight submission then, instead his body will crave it and thrive in it. He's really excited about that. He never really enjoyed sex since he always had to be the dominant one. It's what was expected of him, what his partners enjoyed. Even MJ really liked that. But Peter never really liked that. He would have rather been told what to do. So much easier. To just...not think for a while. 

As part of his research he also watched the video from the porn site for scientific reasons. Everyday. For science. No other reason. He had to change his bedsheets everyday for science aswell.

Anyways, now that he gathered all the information he needs he finally decided. Yes, he wants to be bitched. As fast as possible. He trusts Wade, more than anyone else. 

He's his best friend afterall.

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They sit down on the rooftop, as usual. Today they're having thai. Wade came back from his mission a few hours ago. Unfortunetly, they didn't have any time to talk in private because for some reason everyone decided to commit crimes or get into accidents today. They rushed from one place to another, taking a break was impossible.

Now, everything calmed down at least. So they decided to end patrol and have their hangout. 

"So, how was the mission?"

"It fucking sucked. I got cut in half twice. Horizontally and vertically. That hurt so much, I swear. Stay away from giant goofy looking saws, Petey." 

They don't have their masks on anymore. Peter likes it way more this way. Why didn't they do this earlier? 

"Why were there giant saws?"

"The dude thought saw traps always involve actual saws."

"Okay, but why did he build 'saw traps'?" 

"No idea. But he kidnapped a bunch of people and killed them so he probably is a complete psychopath. Anyways, I broke into his house, beat him up, knocked him out and when I wanted to bring that fucker outside I somehow activated those giant fucking saws."

"Guess you didn't saw that coming." Peter chuckles. Wade takes a deep breath and grabs Spider-Mans shoulders.

"Peter. Pete. Petey Pie. Baby. Never. And I really mean never. Never do this to me again."

Peter can't help but laugh. They sit there, eat, talk and joke. He missed this so much. After a while of their usual banter he finally decides to bring it up again. 

"...sooo, I've been doing some thinking while you were away."

"About what, Petey?"

"The favor."

"What favor?"

"I'm not doing this again." 

Wade sighs. "Fine. So, what do you think?"

"I want to do it."

"Are you really sure?"

Instead of answering directly, Peter opens his backpack that he brought with him and takes out his laptop. Wade stares in confusion while Peter sets a few things up. Once he's done, he turns his laptop around for the other hero to see. Wade starts laughing right away.

"No way, you made a whole powerpoint for this? 'Bitching: The pros and the cons' oh my god."

"I came prepared. I did my research."

"How long is this?"

"Like twenty slides?"

"Twenty? Geez, I left you alone for way too long, Pete. Okay, let's hear it then."

In the end the whole presentation took an hour to finish because Wade kept interupting to ask stupid questions. But they made it to the end somehow.

"Thank you for your very short attention."

Wade claps. "Wow, this was so beautiful."

"So what do you think?"

"I think you're really sure about this now, so yeah. We can do it. When do you wanna start?"

"Oh uh...as early as possible, if you don't mind?"

"Then we can start today, Petey Pie."

"Wait, really?"

"Yeah, come on. We'll go to my place, you can stay there as long as you want." Wade stands up, puts his mask back on and gathers all the empty food containers. This was unexpected. Today already? 

Peter puts his laptop back into his backpack, zips it up and puts it on his back. He can do this. He's just not mentally prepared yet but he can do this. Yes. "Alright, what's your adress?"

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Wade unlocks the front door and they both slip into the apartment, suits still on. Luckily all of Wades neighbours are already asleep this late into the night. They take their masks off and Peter stares in complete disbelief at the apartment.

"Don't like mi casa, Petey?"

"I didn't expect it to be so big-"

"Missions pay well, heh."

"...and so clean."

Very clean even. Everything looks perfect so far. Peter steps through the hallway, opens the doors to look into every room and Wade just follows him.

"How do you keep everything so tidy?"

"I pay someone else to do it."

"Of course."

"Otherwise it would look like the biggest shithole ever." Yeah. Makes sense.

"Where do I sleep, by the way?"

Wade laughs. "In my bed."

"Really?"

"Yes, of course. Silly omega." The alpha quickly ruffles through Peters hair before he pulls back again and starts walking towards the bedroom. Peter just stands there for a moment, still processing. What was that? 

"You coming, baby?"

Baby? Where is this coming from? "Yeah. Coming." Peter follows after the other alpha until they finally reach the bedroom. Just like anything else in the apartment, it's very big. Lots of space. The bed probably fits three people at least.

"How about you get out of that suit now, hmm?" The other alpha suddenly asks. Right.

"Oh, yeah." Peter waits for Wade to leave but he stays exactly where he is.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

"For you to go first."

"I won't. And you will take the suit off, now." Wade seems as if he's a completly different man now. Commanding. Serious. Peter barely got to see this side before. "Don't leave me waiting, omega."

Peter grabs the zipper on his suit. He wants to pull it down, to get out of the tight suit but his arm doesn't move even an inch. He just stands there like an idiot, fidgeting with the zipper now. Wade sighs, probably disappointed already. What a great start.

"We'll get there, baby boy." The alpha grabs the zipper now and actually pulls it down. Slowly more and more cold air touches Peters skin, making him shiver. "It's like opening a present." Wade gazes in awe, gently stroking over the smooth skin with his gloves still on. "Fuck, you're so pretty baby."

This is...so new for Peter. Different from anything he ever experienced so far. But wow...while his body might not want to submit, his mind is already very willing. 

Wade keeps pulling the fabric off the other mans body, taking his sweet time. Peter is very tense and quiet. "If you don't want to do this anymore, just say so. We can stop at any point, Peter."

"...just..my body isn't doing what I want."

"I know, that was also part of your little presentation. That's why you'll have to say it, okay? If you fight it, I won't stop. Not unless you say it and I know you actually don't want to anymore. Alright?" Peter nods. "I need you to say it."

"Alright. I'll say it if I have to."

"Good." Peters arms and torso are free now. Wade keeps pulling slowly, hips and legs still left to unwrap. "Can't wait to see that pretty ass all bare." It doesn't take long until all of Peters skin is bare, everything on display. The hero is a bit emberrassed and puts his hand over his dick as a desperate attempt to keep his dignity. 

Wade doesn't like that and quickly grabs his wrists to pull his hands away from his body. "Don't hide, omega. Every part of you is worth seeing, baby boy." Peters hard dick, which very much indicates that he's not an omega yet, twitches. "Get on the bed." Right. This time his body follows the orders of his brain, letting him walk to the big bed and lay down on it.

He watches Wade, who takes his own suit off now, much faster. Wow, so that was just for show. But Wades body is something else. Yes, his scars cover every single inch of his skin, but it doesn't look bad at all. And all those muscles. Without the suit they stand out even more, look even bigger. 

Wade turns around and…oh. Oh. His cock is...huge. Long and thick and…very intimidating. How is that supposed to fit into him? Will it even fit? It's probably going to hurt so much…

"Do you want to stop?" Wade suddenly asks.

"Huh? Why?"

"You look like you've seen a ghost, Petey."

"I…will it hurt?"

Wade sits down next to Peter on the bed. "It might be uncomfortable at the start, but I'll prepare you, okay? Open you up, lots of lube. I won't make it hurt, Peter. Promise. And if it does, we'll stop. Okay, baby?"

"...okay."

"Alright. Lay on your belly and keep your ass up." 

Right. He has to turn around. He manages to do that at least. Now his hips up and...yeah, that's suddenly impossible. Stupid body.

"I'm waiting."

"... I'm trying."

Trying and failing. Stupid instincts. Why is this so hard? Wade can tell he's struggeling so he wants to help out. Peter can feel fingers under his waist but before they can move his body, he moves on his own, turns around quickly to try and kick Wade away. Fortunetly, the alpha catches his leg before it hits him.

"Stay still." Wade turns Peter back on his stomach. The hero tries to push back but Wade is somehow stronger. That's kinda hot. He presses Peter against the mattress, forcing him to stay where he is through a tight grip. "Now, let's try this again, omega." 

Peter keeps trying to break free from the alphas strong hold but it doesn't work. Once he calmed down a bit, Wade uses his chance and quickly takes out some lube from the small drawer next to the bed. He should have planned this better, but he was also away for a whole week. 

Peter stops relaxing when his ass cheeks suddenly get pushed apart, trying to flip around and flail his legs to hit Wade. The alpha isn't bothered by it at all and just keeps going. He drops his entire body weight on Peter to make sure he stays down. 

"Acting like a total brat."

"...sorry.."

"Don't worry baby. You'll be a perfect omega once I'm done with you." 

Peter makes a surprised noise when suddenly cold lube drips onto his hole. Wade slowly spreads the liquid over the tight entrance, circling it with his finger. Peter tries to move away but fails.

"Ever touched yourself down there?"

"N-no.."

"No, never? How cute. You're so cute, baby boy."

The finger presses onto the puckered entrance, trying to press inside.

"Try to relax, baby." Wade suddenly kisses Peters neck, gently, and keeps whispering sweet praises into his ear. After a while, most of the tension in Peters body disappears and Wades finger slowly pushes inside, just the tip. Peter can't help but tense up again so Wade stops and goes back to soft kisses and sweet words. This will take a while.

Eventually Peter finally manages to take the whole finger. It feels a bit weird but it doesn't hurt. Wade slowly moves the finger around, pulling back a bit and pushing inside again. Peter whines at the unusual feeling. 

"You're doing so good already, baby boy."

"...really?"

"Yes, so good." 

Wade carefully pushes a second finger in. Peters body tries to move away again, but the other man stops him and keeps sliding the digit inside the tight entrance. This time it lets him in easier. Peter whines at the stretch already. 

"Does it feel okay, baby?"

"...mhmm...yes."

Wade slowly thrusts both fingers now, letting Peter slowly get used to it before letting a third finger breach into the hole too. He's very patient. Peter has no idea how long they've been doing this. When the third finger enters him, he whimpers. 

Wade pulls out and squirts more lube on his fingers before thrusting them into Peter again. That seems to make it better. Easier. Wade keeps doing that for a while. Just sliding in and out, scissoring his fingers from time to time. Making sure to really open the other man up.

Peter moans after a while, his body relaxing a lot. Seems like his instincts are taking a step back. 

"You're doing perfect, baby. So perfect. I think you're ready, omega."

"...are..you sure?"

"You're eating my fingers up, so yes, very sure."

Wade pulls all the fingers out again. Peters hole is completly slicked up, glistening from all the lube they used. Just to be safe Wade squirts more onto it and makes sure to cover his whole dick in it aswell. He strokes a few times before positioning himself.

"Ready?"

"…yeah."

"Are you sure, baby?"

"Yes."

"Alright. Keep breathing."

Peter takes a deep breath and Wade very slowly pushes his cock inside the tight hole. The hero whines, his body tensing up again, trying to break free one last time. Even now, Wade overpowers him easily, keeps him down, while slowly sliding his dick further into the warm entrance. It's a lot. Peter feels full already and it's not even halfway in. Wade groans.

"Fuck, you're so tight.."

Peter can only reply with a whimper.

"You're doing so fucking good, baby boy. It's almost all in, just a bit left. You can take it, omega."

Yes. Peter can take it. It takes a bit, but he manages to take all of Wades big dick. The alpha stays there before he starts thrusting slowly. Peter can't hold back the noises that come out of his mouth. Whines and groans, sometimes moans when Wade thrusts inside. It's so unusual but it doesn't feel bad.

Peters body relaxes again, letting Wade slide inside with less resistance. The alpha slightly speeds up his pace more and more, watching the other mans reaction carefully. The hero starts moaning.

"Does that feel good, baby boy?"

"…mhmm…hhngh…" Peter nods, unable to form words. 

"You feel so good. So tight and wet, like a proper omega. You're such a good omega, baby."

Wade kisses all over the soft skin, worshipping every part of Peter he can reach in this position and the heros body slums into the sheets, almost melting into the fabric. The alphas pace becomes faster, a bit harder too. 

"Fuck, I could fuck you all day. So good."

Wade leans back so that he's not restricting Peters movement anymore. Peter is all pliant now anyways, blissed out expression on his face, drool dripping down his chin. The alpha turns him around on his back, holding his waist up, fucking inside with a better angle. 

Now Peter starts moving his hips to meet the thrusts, desperate for pleasure. Wade wraps his hand around the heros hard dick, stroking up and down and Peter is completly gone. Just a moaning mess.

"Beautiful..so beautiful, baby boy."

Wade leans down and kisses Peter on the mouth this time, their tongues connecting. Exploring eachother. Tasting eachother. Sadly they have to seperate to breathe, panting into eachothers mouths. 

"Fuck...hah..fuck, I'm close baby."

Wade is close. He's going to knot Peter. Bitch him. Peter couldn't be happier. They share more desperate kisses, both moaning and groaning. Wade strokes and fucks Peter faster, he can feel his knot rapidly growing bigger and bigger.

The moment Peter comes and screams from pleasure, Wade pushes all of his huge cock into the tight hole until his knot breaches inside too. Warm cum spurts deep into Peter but he can't focus on that at all. He's suddenly so exhausted.

"You were perfect, baby boy."

That's the last thing Peter hears before passing out.

❤️

Peter slowly opens his eyes, looking around the room, sunlight peeking through the blinds. Where...oh right. Wades apartment. Wade. Alpha. Where...where is he?

Peter can smell traces of the alphas scent still clinging to the sheets but he's not here. Peter is all alone. Why? Why would Wade leave him? Wasn't he good? Alpha said he was perfect but why isn't he here then?

Peter feels lonely. He curls up and buries his face in the pillow Wade slept on, breathing in his scent. Then he starts sobbing. His cries are muffled by the pillow. The fabrics stains from snot and tears.

Why is he alone? Why is he empty? He hates this. He doesn't want to be empty, he wants to be full. His hole is sore but he still reaches down. He carefully pushes a first finger inside his tight entrance, whining. He's still a bit wet, maybe it's lube, maybe it's Wades cum...he hopes it's Wades cum.

He misses Wade. Where is he? Peter slides a second finger into his hole. He's a bit clumsy, he has never done this before but he needs to be full so badly. But his fingers aren't long enough. It's not enough. He cries again. 

"Wade...Alpha...please..."

Why isn't Wade here? Why? Doesn't he know Peter needs him? Did Peter do something wrong? 

"Peter?"

The hero lifts his head out of the wet pillow and turns around, fingers still in his hole. Wade is here, standing in the doorway. 

"...Wade?"

"Hey baby boy, you okay?" The alpha approaches the bed.

"...no."

"Want me to make you feel better?"

"...yes, please."

"Alright, baby."

Wade sets down the bag he was holding, for some reason, and pulls his sweatpants down, taking his big dick out. Finally. Peter spreads his legs instantly and takes his fingers out, presenting his entrance.

"Did you miss me, baby?"

"...so much...feel so empty."

"I'll fill you up, don't worry."

Wade opens the drawer, takes a condom out. Something inside Peter feels slightly disappointed, but whatever makes the alpha happy. Wade wraps the condom onto his dick, gets on the bed and finally slips his cock into the tight entrance. Peter sighs in relief.

"Better?" 

"...mhmm...yeh.."

"Good."

The alpha starts thrusting gently and leans down to kiss Peter again, tongue exploring his hot mouth. It's slow for a while, just peaceful and relaxing. Then Peter wraps his legs around Wades waist.

"Feeling good, baby?"

"... yes...faster, please alpha.."

So Wade speeds up of course, fucking the other man harder and takes his hard dick into his hand again, stroking fast.

"Such a good omega, so beautiful."

Peter moans loud while coming, arching his back, a few small droplets of cum spurting out of his dick. Wade follows soon afterwards, knot entering Peters hole much easier this time and locking them together. Sadly, Peter can't feel any warm seed inside of him.

They both pant, a thin layer of sweat covering their skin. Peter feels exhausted again but he stays awake this time. It takes a while to recover from his orgasm. But then it's as if he can think clearly again, the fog in his brain disappearing.

"...wow."

"Yeah, wow."

"...that was good."

"I'm not too bad, aren't I baby boy?"

"Yeah, your dick is amazing.."

Then Peter realized something. This is not very platonic. The kissing, the praises... it was all so romantic. Wade doesn't even need to do all that, just knotting him is enough. He's being a very good friend then.

"Aww thank you, baby."

"You're welcome...fuck, I acted so weird..."

"The hormones are messing with you."

"Great. Ugh I hope this will be over soon...I don't want to bother you and be so clingy all the time."

"Baby, I don't mind." Wade leans down and kisses Peter on the forehead. "You could never bother me. It's an honor really."

"Thank you so much for doing this, Wade."

"Anything for you."

Peter can't help but smile. Then he notices the paper bag standing next to the bed. "What's that?"

"Oh, I went to the pharmacy." Wade lifts up the bag, takes out a small package and hands it to Peter. It's a morning-after pill. "I know it's super duper extremly unlikely that you might get pregnant after last night, I got a bit carried away, but I just wanted to be sure, you know?"

"...oh." Right, Wade straight up filled him up with cum last night. "Thanks." That disappointed feeling is back for some reason, but Peter ignores it. 

"So how are you feeling?"

"I feel good now..."

"And before? When I was gone?"

"Not good. Really bad actually."

"Oh, then I won't leave you anymore, baby. You'll be stuck with me forever."

"Fine by me."

Suddenly Peters stomach rumbles.

"Are you hungry, Petey Pie?"

"...yes."

"I'll get you breakfast once my knot is down, whatever and as much you want, baby boy."

"Thank you, Wade."

What a good friend he is.

❤️

Wade is probably the best lover anyone could ever ask for. Never exhausted, always down to fuck, cleans up afterwards. And the sex itself is just heavenly. Peter kind of got addicted to it, he blames it on the hormones of course.

But yeah, when he's not busy sleeping, eating or taking care of basic hygiene, he's super horny and begs Wade to help him out. And the alpha loves to help him apparently, because he always says yes with so much enthusiasm. He's really getting a lot out of this arrangement.

It's been a month already. Sadly Peters body isn't done with adjusting yet. At least not to everything. His alpha instincts are completly gone, not a single trace left of them. He's so glad about that. His dick shrank a lot too, but he doesn't miss it. It's so small now but Wade worships it anyways. 

His scent changed too, according to Wade, to something much sweeter. Peter is trying to ignore that for now though. His nose is very sensitive lately. So the less unknown smells the better. Sometimes it's just too much though, too overwhelming. On those days, he buries his nose in Wades neck so the only thing he can smell is the alphas scent and pheromones (and when even that isn't enough, he presses his nose into Wades balls and almost drowns himself in that beautiful alpha musk for a while until he calms down).

Peter never thought scenting would feel so nice. Normally only couples do that. He's glad Wade let's him do that even though they're not dating. He's such a great friend. Of course, Peter lets the alpha scent him too.

But so far Peter hasn't even produced slick once. That's the only thing missing to make him a real omega. And then he can go home and he and Wade can be normal friends again.

Yes.

But...

Something in Peters heart aches when he thinks about leaving. He doesn't want to actually. He never wants to leave...

"You're so fucking pretty, baby boy."

Wade thrusts again and again. Peter is bent over the table they just had dinner on. Oh right, he desperately begged Wade to fuck him once he finished his food and the alpha agreed to it of course.

Peter moans and groans from pleasure, while Wade praises him without end. His thrusts pick up speed after a while, he's close. Just a few more thrusts and the knot locks into place. Peter comes just from getting knotted at this point, Wade barely even has to touch his tiny cocklet anymore (but he still does, loves playing with it even).

The alphas cum lands in the condom again. Wade has been using them everytime since the first time. And he has to use a lot, they barely last so he always has to buy new ones. What a waste...

Suddenly Peter gets an idea. A bad idea. It's a horrible idea. A crazy idea even. A stupid idea. All of the above.

"You were so beautiful as always, baby." Wade leans down and places a kiss on Peters shoulder.

"...Wade?"

"Yes? You good?"

"Yes but...I want to take birth control."

"Huh, why? We're already using protection."

"Yes but...I just want you to fill me up with your cum..I miss that beautiful feeling..."

And with that Wade was sold. He left the moment his knot went down to get Peter the pills. 

Too bad Peter never took them.

❤️

"Fuck! Fuck- I'm coming, baby.."

Peter can feel the warm spurts of cum deep inside of him. It feels so good, better than anything else. Peter arches his back and his useless tiny cocklet squirts all over the sheets. 

"God, I could never get tired of seeing you wrecked like this. My beautiful omega."

"...all yours." 

Oh yes, Peter will be his. He feels a bit bad about his plan. Who knows? Maybe it won't even work and Wade will never have to know about it...Is Peter a bad person? 

Wade leans down, littering the heros neck with kisses. Occasionally he lightly presses his teeth down, just slightly, teasing. It makes Peter forget everything he was thinking about. He just wants him to bite down for real. 

To claim him.

❤️

They sit in the waiting room. Peter has been throwing up almost everyday and Wade has no idea why. Peter is on birth control afterall. So he dragged the omega here for to find out what that mystery illness is. 

Peter fidges nervously with his fingers. Wade is probably going to find out about his plan now... Thinking back to it, that was a stupid plan. So stupid. Because getting pregnant means having to take a break from Spider-Man even longer. What was he thinking?

"Peter Parker?"

The secretary calls out. Oh. Yeah, he's not mentally prepared for this.

So they move to a new room and wait for the doctor now. 

"How are you, baby?"

"...nervous."

"Whatever it is, I'll be here for you. I promise." Wade presses a kiss on Peters forehead and strokes through his hair. 

The doctor comes in. She asks a few simple questions first. How he feels, what symptoms he has, if he ate something bad...

"And you're..?" The doctor asks.

"An omega."

"Oh, alright. Are you two sexually active?"

"Yes."

"Do you use protection?"

"Yes."

"What kind?"

"I take birth control."

"Hmmm...I would like to do an ultra sound, Mr. Parker. Is that alright?"

"...yes." 

❤️

They both stare at the screen in complete silence. The doctor left to give them time to talk in private. Peter already expected this. What he didn't expect was Wade being so quiet. He hasn't said a single word, hasn't made a single sound. Poker face on.

On the screen are the results of Peters ultra sound showing that he's pregnant. The plan worked. This stupid, dumb plan.

"...Wade?"

"... I'm sorry." The alphas voice is quiet.

What. What does that mean?

"...sorry for what?"

"I don't know how this...fuck, did I give you faulty pills? I'm just so sorry, baby. I know you didn't want pups yet because you love being Spider-Man. I'm so sorry...fuck, I'm a terrible boyfriend."

Wait.

What?!

"Boyfriend?" Peter sounds confused.

"...yeah, your boyfriend?" Now Wade is confused aswell.

"...since when are you my boyfriend?"

"Since we started dating 3 months ago?"

"... we're dating?"

"Yes? What else would this be?"

"...I.. thought we're just friends."

"Peter. Are you serious?"

"..."

"You said you wanted to do this as a couple. That was in your fucking presentation!" Wade sounds angry. He is angry.

"It was 'it should be done as a couple'."

"Yeah, well why did you pick me for this if you didn't even want to date me?!"

"...I..I mean I didn't have anyone else but-"

Suddenly Wade stands up. "..I see. Jesus fucking- I can't do this, Peter. Not like this." 

"...Wade?"

The alpha leaves without saying anything else. 

"Wade?! No, please don't leave, I'm sorry! Wade!" 

Peter stands up too, runs after Wade but the alpha is already gone. He disappeared without a trace. The omega breaks down in tears.

❤️

Peter lays on his bed. He's all alone in his cold apartment. The doctor pitied him and paid for a taxi for him, since Wade left with the car. Instead of giving the driver the alphas adress, he decided to go back to his own home. Wade probably doesn't want to see him anymore.

Peter was so stupid. He ruined everything. What they had was perfect and now Wade hates him.

The omega has to face him soon though. Just one last time. To get all his stuff he left in Wades apartment, including his Spider-Man gear. He's going to return to being a hero sooner than expected. He got an appointment for an abortion next week already. He can't do this without Wade.

So Peter stays the night at his own apartment. It sucks. It's so cold. And there's no soothing scents. He turns all night in bed, trying to finally fall asleep. It's not working. He feels horrible. 

The next day, he decides to get his stuff already. To get it over with. He takes the subway and walks the rest to Wades apartment building. The elevator is broken. Peter deserves it. He takes the stairs, can't risk anyone seeing him crawl on walls.

He makes it up to Wades apartment. He stands in front of the door for a while, even almost left if it didn't suddenly open and the alpha steps out. Wade looks tired.

"Are you just going to stand there?"

"...no, I was about to knock."

"Why are you here, Peter?"

"I wanted to grab my things."

Wade steps back and opens the door completly. Right. The omega steps inside and...all his things are already neatly packed together, standing in the hallway. Oh. Peter approaches the bags and stares at them. He should pick them up and leave now.

"So..about the pup?" Wade speaks up again.

"I won't keep it. Don't worry about that.."

"...okay." The alpha sounds disappointed.

"I'm sorry, Wade."

"It's your decision-"

"I didn't take the birth control."

Peter can't lie anymore. Not about this. He turns around to finally face the alpha, who just stares at him. 

"You what?" Wade can't believe what he heard.

"...I didn't take the birth control. I threw the pills away. I thought you just helped me because we're friends and then everything would go back to how it was before but I wanted to stay with you. So I thought if I get pregnant..."

Silence.

"Have you ever thought about just talking about it? Like normal humans? Oh my fucking god, why would you do THAT?!" Wade cups Peters face.

"It was the hormones?" The omega shrugs and the alpha sighs. "...we never talked about what we were. So I just assumed that this is some friends with benefits sort of thing, but...I really like you, Wade. That's why I chose you. Not because no one else might have done it. But because I trust you more than anyone else. And I couldn't take not actually being yours so I got desperate..."

"Oh, Peter. I've always loved you, you know? Even before I knew who you are. So when you asked for me to bitch you, I thought you wanted to date me..."

"I want to date you, Wade. More than anything. Can we try again?"

"Yes, if you promise to talk to me when something bothers you or you want something. Don't ever do...this again."

"I promise."

Wade hugs Peter tightly and the omega melts into it. He missed this so much during the night.

"...I'm sorry I left yesterday, baby. I was such an asshole."

"It's okay. I don't blame you at all. So...what about the pup?"

Wade pulls away. "What about it? You already said you won't keep it."

"...but we're dating now. Doesn't that change things?"

"Peter, you don't suddenly have to carry my pup because we're dating. I don't care. It's your decision. If you don't want to, then we won't have a pup. Simple as that."

"...and if I want it?"

"Then I'll take care of both of you."

❤️

May Parker was born 7 months later.