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The Invisible Handjob	By : Ksennin Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 52206 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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It offended the hell out of the feminist in her, but sitting in Peter Parker’s attic, sewing up his costume, put Mary Jane at peace sort of. It wasn’t that it was women’s work or some bullshit like that. It was just that while she couldn’t do anything for the bumps and bruises Peter took, saving the city, she could at least have him looking natty while he did it. Patching up the holes in his costume, making him look invincible, was the next best thing to being able to heal him. And she still loved the big lug, even if they weren’t dating anymore.

Walking around between boxes of Christmas ornaments, old clothes, and family memories, Gwen fiddled with one of Peter’s webshooters. “Don’t touch it,” MJ warned her, but she ignored her.

“I cannot believe he’s just out there.” Gwen worked the reloading mechanism on the spinneret. “Magneto. He blacks out the whole city and they’re just letting him run free. They should nuke that stupid island.”

Mary Jane winced as she jabbed herself with the sewing needle. Hated when that happened. “Gwen, c’mon. They don’t even know if he’s still on the island. They do anything, he might hit us again.”

“So we’re just letting him rule us, then. He wins, we lose. Fucking bullshit.” Gwen aimed the webshooter and fingered the palm-control. It fired a webline out to one of the ceiling beams.

“Gwen!” MJ cried angrily, setting aside her sewing.

“Chill, chill. I’ll stop touching it.” Gwen began unstrapping the gauntlet.

“He spends a lot of money on that stuff, you know.”

“He should get a Paypal account then. Kickstarter. Have people donate. I mean, he saves them, right? Least they could do is take a bill from their beer money and give it to him.”

MJ took up sewing the suit again. “They’re going to catch Magneto. These guys always get caught.”

“Yeah, then they always break out… fucking fuckers—I used to think mutants were cool…”

The attic door creaked open and they heard footsteps coming up the ladder. Mary Jane hid the costume under a blanket, while Gwen made one last attempt at loosening the webshooter, then hid it behind her back. Liz came up in her usual burst of cheerleader athleticism.

Since she’d started dating Gwen, MJ had been more prone to noticing women. Liz was easy to notice. Her long, curly hair was a rich gold, not at all like Gwen’s pale, Norwegian platinum. Liz’s skin was also a deep, juicy tan. And while Gwen wasn’t shy, with her belly shirt and hip-hugging jeans, Liz was an exhibition—tight cut-off jeans that clung to hips all the more tightly for how precarious their hold was. They barely reached down to cover the lowest curve of her ass. They similarly clung to the crease of her thighs, while her sleeveless cut-off tee ended inches under her cleavage. She wore no bra. MJ was surprised May had let her in.

“Sup, girlfriends?” she called.

“Nothing… girlfriend,” Gwen replied, tone awkward both from hiding her hand behind her back and from her eyes wandering over Liz’s golden body.

“I’m in the mood for a pizza, but I’m poor and fat, so I thought I’d split the damage with you guys both ways. How about it? Large meat and cheese from Mancini’s, we all go in on it, you promise not to let me have more than two pieces. Okay? Promise.”

“Liz,” Mary Jane said inelegantly, “do you think we could get a moment? We were kinda in the middle of something.”

“Oh. Oh!” Liz said sharply, raising a hand to her mouth. “It’s okay, it’s cool, I know. You wanna get pizza or not?”

“You…” Gwen’s hidden hand relaxed a little. “Know?”

“Yeah. You guys are totally lesbians. I think it’s cool. You think I wouldn’t rather date a girl than Flash? I am tragically heterosexual. Xena does nothing for me, it sucks. Is that a no on the pizza? Do lesbians not eat pizza?”

Gwen ducked behind a stack of old junk to work the webshooter off her. “Pizza sounds fine. Order-in or take-out?”

Liz didn’t notice, wandering to the eyebrow window like it was no big deal. “We should walk there. I could use the exercise. Hey, what’s with that big Hummer with the SHIELD thingey on it pulling up to the curb? Are they shooting a Michael Bay movie here or something?”

A/N: Okay, I'll be honest. I don't think I'm getting much readership here and it's too hard to divvy up halves of what are meant to be one story to go into the different Spider-Man and X-Men sections. So if anyone's still reading this, I'll be posting only at Fanfiction.net and AO3 from now on.
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