saucefactory:

The size difference. Oh, the glorious size difference. When will it not get to me? Never, that’s what. In fact, here’s a paragraph I wrote about this exact situation, because it’s such a kink of mine:

Peter couldn’t tolerate it anymore. He went up to Wade and wrapped his arms around Wade’s shoulders—as far around Wade’s massive shoulders as they could go, anyhow—and basically hung from Wade’s giant frame like a tiny Christmas ornament. He swung there, his toes only just scraping the concrete as he buried his face in the warm hollow of Wade’s neck.

– From Wolves, a Spideypool story.