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Spider's Web Trilogy - The Spider's Bite	By : Shadow-Of-The-Guardian Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 195379 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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Chapter List
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- 19
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything of Ultimate Marvel Comics Spider-Man series nor do I make or even seek any profit from this. I do this on my own dime and do not seek profit.
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Author's Note: I've been told that the concept of United States of America basically taking over foreign countries and/or the world is not at all that realistic. That maybe true but in the setting where even Nick Fury himself stated in the comic series that the next World War would be a Genetics War, all the people who work behind the scenes of their respective country and government would have various projects and strategies in place for either pre-emptive or counter-moves. Overall, it wouldn't be hard to sell to other countries of the world that hate the United States to have a secret alliance against the American Government and operating under the guise of protection of their own sovereignty.
Hopefully that helps clear up the misunderstanding about the whole scenario for this story. That and also this story isset in the Ultimate Marvel comic book universe.
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Chapter 18: Strike the Match
New York Police Captain Jean DeWolfe had been told of the situation she was going to find at the apartment building that a certain woman was a resident at. She was informed by her 'other' employer to make sure there was nothing to tie him to it. A precaution that he was more adamant about being enforced ever since a certain teenage vigilante did something no one else managed to do. Through either legal or illegal means, no one else had come close to forcing the man to leave the country so suddenly as Spider-Man had managed to do.
Though she knew the Kingpin wanted the teenager dead, and wanted to do it with his own hands as he had said on multiple occasions, Jean did admit that it was an accomplishment that showed how unpredictable Spider-Man could be.
Case in point, what the police captain saw when she arrived at the scene of the apartment wasn't something she expected despite being told ahead of time by Wilson Fisk.
The whole place had been trashed. Looked like your typical aftermath of a rock band overnight stay or frat party that got way too out of control. That's what Jean heard from some of the other police officers present but like her and a couple of more seasoned veterans, they saw for what it really was.
“So, give me the rundown.” Jean asked the officer in charge of the crime scene.
“Well, captain, here's the gist of it. Neighbors reported hearing what sounded like a heated argument turned all out street brawl. Eventually someone called the police but the delayed response time was because of the fact the neighbors assumed the other called the police.” the officer said while reading from his notepad of the information he had gathered.
“Another thing about New Yorkers. They claim they've seen it all but most of them aren't quick to pick up a phone to warn the cops.” Jean said while letting out a sigh of tiredness in response.
“Right?” The officer replied before continuing. “Anyways, there's conflicting reports of who was here. Someone even mentioned that Spider-Man showed up. We were going to call that one as bullshit until….”
“Until what?” Jean already had a good idea what it was the officer was reluctant to say but had to keep it from showing that she knew.
“Until this.” the police officer led Jean over to to where two paramedics were currently examining a woman in a rather revealing red leather outfit. “No ID on her persons and no one in this whole building knows who she is.”
Jean looked over the still form of the assassin that the Kingpin told her was named Elektra. She had heard stories about the woman, both from what was said around the police precinct and what Kingpin had mentioned from time to time.
Though this was the first time she ever saw the woman personally, Jean already had some resentment for the woman. She understood the need for someone like Wilson Fisk to employ such people, having dealt with some of his rivals in the various criminal organizations and how hard it was for her not to put a bullet into their heads while she had them in the police interrogation room. But she felt that for Wilson Fisk to employ such people was something of a last resort considering all the connections he had both in the city itself and around the world. Then again, this kind of thinking was before Spider-Man managed to do what no one else could accomplish: force the man to flee to avoid a first-degree murder charger.
It was your game changer that the teenage vigilante managed to do which was something the Kingpin never had happen to him before. That meant the Kingpin would have to create a game changer himself to eliminate both Spider-Man and any other costume lunatic that would come after him trying to make a name for themselves.
After taking another look at the woman, Jean felt a twinge of jealousy at her physique. Granted someone like her lived a life where staying in shape wasn't a hobby done on the weekends but showing off what she had so blatantly just rubbed her the wrong way. It took some effort on her part to keep her face from showing off the scowl at what she felt about Elektra at the moment.
“Is there anything we do know about her?” Jean asked outloud just to get some kind of general answer from either the police officer or the paramedics.
“Other than the fact she looks like she might be a professional?” the paramedic said to her with a sly smile on his face.
Jean bit her tongue at that. Mostly because she knew that Elektra was a professional but not the kind the others were thinking. “I don't think she was your typical street corner prostitute.”
“What makes you say that, Captain?”
Jean took a look around of the apartment. “Last time I checked, most prostitutes either carry a stun gun or a can of mace or pepper spray. They may carrying some kinky cuffs and something to get the party going."
Jean found what she was looking for as a detective was currently putting it in an evidence bag. “That doesn't look like any sex toy I've seen lately.”
The police captain walked over to the detective and asked for the item before showing it to the others. “I doubt this is ketchup on it, much less this being something you can order for as a steak knife over the internet.”
“Isn't that some kind of...ninja weapon?” one of the paramedics asked while looking at both the sai and the woman in tandem.
“So, what...what we have here is a woman...ninja?” the other paramedic asked.
“Alive or dead is the better question. So, is she?” Jean said while looking at the two paramedics for an answer.
“Well, that's an answer that doesn't make much sense right now.” one of the paramedics replied which made the police officers nearby raise an eyebrow at that the response. “Her vitals as so low that they barely register. Here, take a look.”
The paramedics had a portable EKG monitor with him and it was still attached to the woman's body. So when he showed the police captain what the medical instrument was picking up. At first there was nothing, just the steady tone signal of a heart flat-lining. However, before anyone could say that what they saw was a clear indication that the person was dead, the device registered a heart beat before it went back to it's previous display.
Just before anyone could say something about what they had just witnessed, the machine registered another heartbeat. Since the time length between the two heart beats was almost a minute apart, everyone there was wondering what exactly was going on with this person.
“We've checked her out as best we could and so far, this is one of two things we cannot seem to figure out.”
Jean's curiosity was definitely peaked when she heard that. All she was told by Wilson was that Elektra stayed behind to deal with Spider-Man. When the call came in over the police band about a possible homicide at this apartment building, Jean figured that the teenager finally crossed the line, much like Frank Castle had when he turned vigilante. But now she was at a lost for what exactly was going on here.
“OK, that's one thing that could qualify as currently unexplainable.” the police officer said while watching another heart beat register almost a minute after the last one. “But you said there were two. What's the other one?”
“Well….this.” the paramedic replied before moving off to the side some of the woman's long raven hair to show something that again got the attention of both the officer and the Jean DeWolfe.
Jean had seen almost everything imaginable done to a human body in her years on the police force. Plenty that gave her some nightmares that would last almost weeks on end. So it both not a true surprise but a surprise nonetheless.
“Are those fang marks on her neck? What, was she attacked by someone here pretending to be a vampire or some shit?” the officer asked while scratching his head to show his confusion.
“If that's the case, then where's the blood?” Jean said while taking a closer look at the marks. It was clear of the nature of the marks, something pierced the skin and since it was in the neck area, that meant there should be considerable blood on the floor. “Was the body moved?”
“No, Captain. This is exactly where she was found. And now that you mention it, so far there hasn't been any obvious blood stains in the place.”
Jean was definitely confused at what she was told. What exactly did Spider-Man do to Elektra?
“Alright, bag the whole place. I don't care how small of an item or how slightly out of place it might seem. Something is not adding up and I want to know what it is.” Jean said to her fellow officer before returning her attention to the paramedics. “Get the doctors at the hospital when you arrive to give her a thorough examination. I want to know exactly what is going on with her. Is she dead, alive, vegetable or mineral, I want to know what, understood?”
After the orders were given, everyone scrambled to complete their assigned tasks. It was widely known among the people both in the police force and the Emergency Management Teams that whenever Jean DeWolfe gave an order, she damn well expected it to be followed and completed seconds after she had just given it. She was also not known for being lenient in any way in any of her orders because she had the experience as well as knowing that her orders could and should be followed.
Once she was sure that everyone else was busy with their assigned tasks, Jean quietly exited the apartment and walked just enough away from the crime scene to make a discreet call. She didn't expect the person on the other end of the line to pick up right away. It was more than likely that the person she was calling was making sure no one else would hear the conversation they were about to have as well.
It was after the third ring when the other person picked up the call but didn't say anything at first. Jean had already made sure of what she was going to say ahead of time so as to not implicate her in any possible way should anyone be listening on them. But even though she had already prepared her choice of words ahead of time, what she was going to say wouldn't make any real sense to them as it did for her,
“No dead bodies here. Just what you might expect from a couple of people, probably neighbors having a disagreement and using their fists instead of their words.” Jean said while keeping an eye to see if anyone was paying attention to her.
“The call to the police I made had informed them that there was a fight going on inside of the apartment. Having seen that vigilante Spider-Man nearby before the fight, I don't think it can be called a coincidence in any sense.” the voice on the other end of the call replied.
“We're getting conflicting eyewitness reports that Spider-Man was nearby but so far the only solid idea we have right now as that there was a struggle of some kind. Also, the only real witness we know of is a woman found at the scene that looks like she might be a hooker and is possibly in a coma.”
There was no worded response, only something that sounded like a displeased grunt. Jean was aware that what she was offhandedly telling the person on the other end of the communications wasn't what they wanted to hear. It wasn't the first time she had deliver him bad news but it was the first time where the news she had didn't make sense to her either.
She had expected to come across either Elektra or Spider-Man's corpse when she arrived at the scene. What she got instead was one too many questions and loose ends that she knew Fisk wouldn't feel even slightly comfortable with.
“The scene is still fresh and we've got some serious evidence to look through before we actually get a better idea as to what happened here.” Jean said before getting another grunt of a reply. She didn't want to get the person's hopes up either but what she said next was still worth saying. “There is still the possibility considering the state of the scene that we might get one more clue as to who he really is. One of her toys has some blood on it.”
Jean didn't expect any kind of worded response before the connection was severed.
The police captain knew the conversation had to be kept short in order to keep the chance of key information being accidentally said to a minimum. She wasn't aware of anyone investigating her but Wilson Fisk was more or less under a microscope despite the fact he had several politicians on his pay roll. Suspecting someone to be a crime lord is one thing but showing the world that he is one despite the evidence itself being thrown out is completely different. Jean wasn't under any delusions about her associations with the Kingpin and that he might cut her loose should her usefulness come to an end.
All she could do now was get to the bottom of this problem just as fast as she could and report back to the
Kingpin once something useful was found.
Jean watched as the EMT personnel put Elektra on a gurney and began moving out of the building. She was told that they were taking her to a hospital that was about 15 city blocks away. It would be easy to get someone stationed at the hospital, using the reasoning to her superiors later on that there might be the off-chance Spider-Man appearing there as well.
And if she could work the situation well enough, Jean just might be able to earn a favor from the teenage vigilante.
-Liz Allen's Home-
“It happened two days ago...” Liz said to her friends rather cautiously. The blonde knew it was easy to flat out say what was on her mind but she wanted to at least convey to the others that everything she was going to say was everything she knew. “I was heading back home from the mall after purchasing….some new clothes.”
Despite having the typical kind of wardrobe for a teenage girl, Liz didn't want to really hint what she had really purchased at the mall. As much as she was in agreement with sharing Peter with Mary Jane, Jessica, Lana and Lana's own mother, Liz wanted to at least hold a more special place within Peter's desires.
Liz knew that MJ and Peter were friends from way back and as such, meant that she was already a solid part of Peter's life before they became intimate. The blonde had already guessed that the red-head would never tell Peter of the time Mary Jane and Harry went out for a while. Both of them kept it as much of a secret as possible but Liz learned about and only out of respect to Peter did she keep the secret to herself. In truth, there was nothing to be gained by the fact of telling Peter that bit of information at the moment.
When it came to Jessica Drew, Liz was more or less convinced that Jessica had a kind of crush on Peter but never acted on it until recently. Liz had heard enough stories of girls who slept with their crush had pretty much believed they had found their soul mate. Those stories usually ended with the guy walking away after their one-night stand with the girl going all stalker-mode for some time afterwards. It was still possible for that to happen between Jessica and Peter but the fact that the two of them were vigilantes now added a kind of cement to their relationship. One that Liz was sure would keep them together even under the most difficult of circumstances.
Then there was Lana Baumgartner. Liz Allen had seen the kind of girl that Lana was many times over. Tough attitude and a sharp tongue to serve as a hidden shield of sorts. The girl was definitely tough considering her abilities but before she got them, Lana was the kind of girl that rarely let anyone get close to her. Of course Peter got way closer to her and Lana's mother than anyone ever thought possible but Liz was more than sure that there was an unexpected result to the three of them, Lana, Peter, and Lori, having no issues whatsoever being in a mother/daughter three-way. Liz wouldn't go so far as to saying Peter had gained unquestionable loyalty from Lana and Lori but he definitely became a serious part of their lives.
With all that in mind, Liz had wanted to find some way that would more or less solidify her relationship with Peter. She didn't mind that they weren't boyfriend/girlfriend officially. More like friends with strange and wonderful benefits or as some guys she knew would call it 'fuck buddies'. What she wanted to be was someone that was more than that to Peter but she had no other real idea on how. All she could do was go with what she knew and what she knew best was how to use her sex appeal to her advantage.
It was at this point on where Liz told the others where she was coming from did Lana figure out what the blonde had really been doing.
“I knew those people inside that Victoria's Secret store can't tell the difference between a girl whose only in her fucking teens to a woman that is in her 20's. I mean, fuck, I almost tried once when I saw someone I fucking swore was only 18 years old at best but showed her ID to prove she was 23.”
“You? Fucking swore? Perish the thought.” Mary Jane said in a small attempt to lighten the mood. It was already established that the conversation with Liz was going to be serious but hopefully not too serious.
Lana only gave Mary Jane an annoyed look before returning her attention back to Liz.
“So you went to that lingerie store to get something fun and lacy for our beloved fuck toy. Not that any of us really care….but what did you get?” Lana had a kind of lecherous expression on her face when she asked that of Liz. This of course got the other girls' attention easily enough.
Out of all the girls in this 'harem', Liz was the one who was the most comfortable in her sexuality in so far as showing off what she had. Mary Jane and Jessica were slowly going into their own and Lana was more into being a bad-ass than showing off her ass.
Liz let out a sigh at how the situation had changed from what she was going to tell them to what they wanted her to show. Figuring that maybe it could actually help with a kind of visual demonstration, Liz got up from the floor and slowly undressed herself. The blonde teenager actually did a slight striptease as she removed her shirt and pants. All the girls had pretty much seen the other naked several times before so there was no big reveal. That was until Liz was just in her red lacy bra and panties that easily hugged her curves and then showed the other girls there what she was now able to do.
Practically everyone that was even remotely linked to the news media outlet had seen what the Human Torch of the Fantastic Four looked like when he used his ability. However, seeing through a video screen was one thing. Being in close proximity to something very similar to it was definitely another.
It was clear to the others that flames were coming off of Liz's exposed skin. Her eyes had even changed completely. From usual ocean blue color for her irises, they were at best describe completely blaze orange or red when you looked into them. It was hard to even tell if Liz's hair had turned to flames as well from the way it seemed to move with the rest of body flame. The flames themselves were just barely away from the ceiling but it was clear that nothing else was catching on fire.
Liz couldn't help but smirk at her friends reaction to her current state of undress. The blonde knew she might have an even sexier look if she was completely nude and on fire but her last pieces of clothing on her showed the girls that she now had 'a hot body'.
Mary Jane took stock of her friend's current state. She knew that Liz had a figure most of the girls in their high school would practically kill to have. The fact that Liz was now wearing the kind of bra that didn't have shoulder straps rather so effortlessly and her panties look as though they were practically drawn onto her body were easily testament to that. Mary Jane thought that it was clearly possible that Liz was still growing into her own woman but even more so now that Liz could be just like the Human Torch.
Jessica Drew took a hard look at Liz and had thoughts that followed a different line than what Mary Jane had. Considering her history and how she had 'acquired' abilities, Jessica couldn't help but think that maybe something similar happened to Liz. Like maybe the teenager had been part of some kind of covert experiment like she herself was but with a different company than Osborn Industries. In fact, after the realization that S.H.I.E.L.D. had been watching them and how the rumors she had heard about them being connected to a lot of cutting edge bio-tech companies, Jessica couldn't help but think of the possibility there might be a connection between Liz and that clandestine agency.
Lana Baumgartner wouldn't admit it but she was a bit jealous of Liz's abilities. It was a bit showy but definitely had a more intimidating edge than simply being able to blow things up. Lana did wonder why it was that nothing else was catching on fire especially the sexy two piece that Liz was wearing. The girl thought that maybe her fire was more for show than she could actually use.
After a few more moments of showing the girls what she had and could do, Liz turned off her flames and sat back down with the group so as to continue her story.
“Okay, so you now have a flaming hot body that most guys anywhere would love to fuck and once Peter learns of this, no way will he be able to keep his hand off or dick out of you.” Lana said to Liz.
“But before we tell him anything, how about you finish telling us everything.” Mary Jane added to which Jessica only nodded in reply.
Liz gathered her thoughts and recalled the memories of the day she learned this new aspect of her self.
-Several Days Ago-
Liz couldn't help but hum to herself for the weekend she had planned to have with Peter Parker. She had some reservation about going through with this idea. Mostly because on the surface it felt like Liz was whoring herself to Peter since the other girls had better reasons to be with him than she did. Liz did have feelings for Peter, there was no doubt about that in her mind but how far did they actually go is what she wanted to learn for herself.
So the reason for her light humming was because somehow, despite the apprehension she had about what her weekend with Peter might look on the surface, her belief in Peter would be rewarded.
Besides, Liz was more than sure that being part of a superhero's life created a set of obstacles that even most reality tv shows couldn't create and make them convincing. So the only real worry she had at the moment was making sure her mother didn't find out what she had just purchased from Victoria's Secret.
Sure the item was expensive and it was only after about several different tries with different styles did she find the kind she felt was both good for her body and good being on her. But Liz also knew that if she didn't pick something out relatively soon after entering the mall store, the clerks inside would figure out phony ID was just that.
However, since Liz was more worried about the kind of attention she might receive at home, she was completely unaware of the attention that had been focused on her since entering the lingerie shop and had been following her since leaving the mall.
By the time Liz had reached the subway station that would take her back home, she had just missed the train and knew right away how long she would have to wait for the next one to come through.
As Liz waited for the next train, she looked around and noticed that the subway platform was actually empty. It wasn't really rush hour time for the subways but not seeing anyone else around was a bit off-setting for a place like New York. Liz wasn't too worried about her situation but started to get the feeling that she wasn't exactly alone.
Liz decided that it would better if she was somewhere else and waited for the next subway train. It was when she made the turn to leave the subway platform that she quickly realized her instinct that told her she wasn't alone was right on the money.
“Lost, are we?”
Liz got a good look at the person in front of her. It would be hard to tell if he was a homeless man that wandered around the alleys of Queens based on his looks alone. His dark hair had a dirty look to it, like he hadn't showered in days. The stubble of a beard he was sporting also reinforced the poor hygienic concept with him. But it was the kind of vibe Liz was getting from the man that made her more nervous with each passing second in the man's presence.
“Um..Not really. Just don't want to wait here for the next train.” Liz replied while trying to walk around the man and towards the exit. She only got a few feet before something happened that made her instinct about this man begin to scream in danger.
“Well...I'm lost. You see, I can't seem to find something. A lot of women keep telling me the same thing over and over.” the man said after he had grabbed onto Liz's arm and had a fierce grip on it.
Liz tried to free her arm but the man's grip was solid. When she looked into his eyes, Liz needed no more proof of what was this man's mind than the gaze he was giving her.
“So I figure, why not have a young and hot pussy like yourself show me where exactly it is.”
Liz again tried desperately to break free but the man easily held her with one hand. His other hand was then used to wrap around Liz's waist in order to lift her up and carry her over to a more secluded area of the subway platform. Liz tried to yell out for help but the man had already used his hand that grabbed her arm earlier to silence any sounds of distress. When Liz took in an inhale of the man's hand, it was almost too much for her. The stink of what could only be best describe as this man never washing his hands after going to relieve himself in the bathroom, like forever, was overpowering. Liz almost gag-reflex of throwing up into the man's hand.
Liz struggled as best as she could but was only freed when the man threw her to the ground of the room she had been taken to. The room was poorly lit so it wasn't easy to tell that where they at was some kind of abandoned office. The man saw how Liz was looking around and decided to elaborate the situation for her.
“This here is my office. Or was until the city did some cut backs and decided that I wasn't really needed.” The man actually felt kind of proud that he was showing off a room that clearly seen better days if it was to be called an office. “Of course, I think the real reason why they got rid of me was having something to do with harassing subway patrons and such. Too many complaints from women passengers being made to feel like some piece of meat.”
Looking directly into Liz's eyes, the man continued with a very disturbingly lecherous smile on his face. “If they only knew the real reason.”
It was as if Liz's worst fears of this man was being multiplied with each passing second and word.
The man lowered himself just enough so his face was level with Liz's and spoke softly but very dangerously to her. “I saw you leave that Victoria's Secret store with a smile on your face. No doubt you got something for your special other and no, I don't buy the bullshit reason that you bought it just for yourself. Every other piece of ass has said the same thing.”
Liz tried to take this opportunity to move away and escape but the man easily countered her actions by shoving her back down to the floor. “Pussies like you want to be fucked. Almost nothing else matters in your life except having a hot rod being used to fuck your senseless.”
Almost acting like an animal that had cornered it's prey, the man got real close and sniffed Liz's hair. Liz was already afraid of this man before but that easily sent another sharp chill down her spine.
“Mmmm….And I can tell you're no different than all the other bitches I've broken.” the man said before he reached down and grabbed ahold of Liz's pants with both of his hands. “Time for a real man to break in your pussy, bitch.”
Liz renewed her attempts to escape the moment she felt the man trying to remove both her pants and panties in one pull. There was no denying what this man wanted from Liz and she wasn't about to let it happen. If there was any truth to this man saying he had raped other women in this small room, Liz wasn't about to let herself become another notch on this bastard's belt.
Unfortunately, no matter how much she struggled against the monster in front of her, the teenager was nowhere near strong enough to stop him. She even tried slapping his face as hard as she could but it was barely slowing him down. If anything, it was actually making the man more excited.
“Oh, I love it when bitches like you tried to fight back. One last desperate attempt at going with the personal belief you're not a whore that wants a real good fucking.” the man said while grabbing one of Liz's hands in mid-strike. “When I'm done with you, you'll actually be begging me for more.”
When the man resumed trying to take off Liz's lower clothing so did the teenager struggle again against him but it was still to no avail.
Just before her pants were pulled down enough to expose her panties to the man, Liz felt her heart racing like never before. This of fear, panic, and adrenaline was a whole new experience that was overloading every other of Liz's senses. So much so that it felt like time was beginning to slow down for Liz just as she put her hand against the man's chest to try one last time to push him away.
It was in this moment that Liz watched something happen in front of her that made her question herself on what she was exactly seeing. Her hand was against the man's chest and she could feel the fabric of his shirt starting to heat up. Liz continued to watch as her hand started to change colors of her normal tanned skin tone to almost a deep red. If her eyes weren't already as wide as they could possibly be, they would have become even wider when Liz watched as flames slowly came from where her hand was and begin to spread across the man's chest.
So focused on the moment in front of her that Liz didn't realize what she saw was actually happening until the man jumped back from Liz. His yells of surprise and pain brought Liz to her senses to what was happening in front of her. The man was trying to put out the fire that was beginning to envelop him with his bare hands but if anything he was actually making it the fire worse.
“Ahh! What the fuck?! God!! AH!!!” The man yelled out while still trying to stop the fire.
With her mind back at the present, Liz saw this as her best chance to get away. She got out of the ruined office as fast as she could and saw that the subway train she was originally waiting for had arrived. Liz wasted no time in getting on the subway train after she had picked up her Victoria's Secret shopping bag that she had dropped when she was first grabbed.
Once she got inside the transit vehicle, Liz looked back to see if she was being followed. Liz felt herself let go of a breath she hadn't know she was holding in when the subway doors closed. It was at that same moment when the would-be rapist came out of the office. His shirt and coat were gone but it was also obvious that the marks on his upper body were burn wounds.
Liz felt her heart race again when the bastard saw that she was on the subway train and ran over to the doors. The train had barely began to move when the would-be rapist started to pry open the doors. The teenager looked around to see if anyone else was in the car to help but saw no one. Liz was at a loss for what to do next and practically froze in place as she watched the man get one of his arms in between the doors.
It was only acting on her instinct that was screaming in her head did Liz try to do what she could at the moment assume what she had done earlier. She raised the same hand from before and basically pointed at the man. Liz wasn't sure how she managed it before but began praying like never before for whatever happened earlier to happen again. Among the mixture of emotion flooding her mind, her adrenaline kicked up another notch. Liz's entire body felt like it was heating moments before her hand caught fire again.
Liz didn't care how it happened again but was glad it did. She was about to run up to the man and place her burning hand on the man's arm to at least force him to back away and get the subway doors to close when something else unexpected happened. It was like slow motion again for her as Liz watched the flame from her hand fly right at the would-be rapist and hit him with enough force to set the man's entire arm on fire. Like before, the bastard reacted by backing away as fast as he could from where he was.
Liz watched as the man rolled around on the platform trying to put out the fire but to no avail. His screams of pain faded when the subway began to move away and into the tunnel. When Liz was sure that the would-be rapist was no longer following her, she walked over to nearest seat of the subway car and let herself just drop into the seat.
Her entire body felt completely spent over happened in what she believed was a span of 10 minutes. Liz's heart was still racing and she was doing all she could to calm herself down and ease her rapid breathing. Even by the time she had reached her destination on the subway line Liz was still in a state of excitement. It wasn't until she got home and to her very own bedroom did Liz begin to finally calm down. It was probably because her mind registered the fact she was as far away and as secure as possible from the horrible incident.
It was probably an hour later after she had arrived home did Liz re-examined everything she had experienced in a more thorough manner than before.
Liz looked at her hands as if it was first time ever seeing them. She was wondering exactly what was happening with her and why now of all times. There was definitely a lot of question she had and very few means of getting the answers but Liz was definitely bound and determined to get the answers.
-Present Time-
“It took some time but I was able to control it as well as learn how not to burn things when I'm using...well, my fire power.” Liz said to her friends while again showing off what she could do with her hand by picking up an object and showing that the flames weren't causing any kind of damage to it.
Mary Jane, Lana, and Jessica watched very closely at the object, which was glass desktop decoration of a unicorn, being surrounded in flames but not being affected by it.
Liz continued to wrap the object in flames for a few more seconds before powering down and then lightly tossing the object over to Mary Jane. The red haired teenager caught the item with both hands and instantly noticed the missing sensation of heat from the object. Mary Jane handed the object to the other girls who in turn examined it.
Despite having seen the object being wrapped in flames long enough for some possible flame damage to be visible or even some traces of heat coming from it, it was clear to everyone there that the item might as well have been taken straight from the desk instead.
Mary Jane looked at the object a bit more before returning her attention to Liz to ask some questions that formed in her mind.
“You said it took some time. How were you able to keep the fact you could turn on fire and control it from your mom?” Mary Jane asked to which the other girls looked at Liz waiting for the response.
Unlike Jessica and Lana, Mary Jane too had superhuman abilities but she had kept them to herself. She had decided to keep her “Tigra” persona a secret for the time being, even though she had been going out on some night patrols taking care of some scumbags that were causing trouble here and there. Mary Jane was actually surprised that she hadn't run into Peter while he was out doing what he could as Spider-Man despite the fact that there were community message boards talking about her and her actions. She had wondered what would happen the moment came where she and Peter met as their other selves.
A part of Mary Jane felt like she was now living the part of the life she figured Peter must've been enjoying. The one where she said he was like a rock star after he told her he was Spider-Man so long ago. Mary Jane also figured that maybe another reason why she hadn't told Peter or the others just yet was because she now had a way out from the life she lived at home. To be finally free and be the kind of person she felt she was at her very core and that was something she wasn't ready to give up or share with just yet.
Back to waiting for Liz to answer, Mary Jane was none to surprised when Liz looked a little embarrassed when she answered Mary Jane's question about hiding her abilities.
“Well, it wasn't easy at first. I mean, I had to disable a couple of smoke detectors and had to keep a window or two open so the smoke wouldn't build up inside the house. Also….”
When Liz started to act a bit sheepishly when she trailed off, all three girls knew something really embarrassing happened that Liz was reluctant to admit.
While Jessica and Mary Jane waited for Liz to say something to break the silence, Lana took the initiative.
“I bet you ended up telling your mother you took up fucking smoking, huh?” Lana said with all the other girls looking right at her. Lana shrugged her shoulders before speaking. “Well Liz either told her mother that she took up smoking or she's smoking fucking weed since those are probably the only two believable excuse to explain the trace smell of smoke. I mean, for fuck sake's, there's a hint of it in this room that I noticed before she did the show and tell.”
The other girls' expression showed a hint of realization at that statement. Only now did they acknowledge the hint of a smoke-like smell and realized the smell was there from the beginning.
“How did you figure that out?” Jessica asked since she couldn't see the how the signs connected to each other enough to draw the conclusion Lana had made.
“Well, I kind of made use of the same shitty excuse when my powers first appeared. I accidentally set a couple of things in my room on fire before I figured out how not to blow shit up.” Lana replied but the girls were able to catch some hints of Lana's own embarrassment in her own words and expression.
Mary Jane thought about it for a moment and realized that it was something else Lana was more embarrassed about then what she had said.
“Your powers works when you're in close proximity with your mother. How could you make the excuse about you taking up smoking when your mother would have to be not only in the same room as you but more or less a few feet from you?”
Lana's face turned red before she turned away in a huff in initial response.
“Look, I made a shitty excuse and lets leave it at that!” Lana crossed her arms over her chest and still kept her embarrassed face turned away from the others. Liz and Jessica laughed a bit at this since Lana usually was never at a loss for words; normal, curse or otherwise.
The general mood of the group did lighten up some but still remained serious when Mary Jane asked the obvious questions. Basically asking Liz what is she going to do now that she has these abilities and who else knows of them.
“Well, for starters, I'm not going to tell my mother for the oh-so-obvious reasons.” Liz replied and then receiving a look of annoyance from Lana. “My family has a history where an uncle of mine was confirmed to be a mutant was either killed or died. I don't know the whole story and my mother doesn't ever talk about it. Not to mention that despite what that Xavier guy does with his X-Men to help promote better mutant relations, the current public opinion on mutants isn't all that hopeful.”
“So, you think you're a mutant then?” Jessica asked
Liz, despite being in her underwear basically in front of her friends, showed how uncomfortable she was with the subject. “I don't really know. I mean, it's a possibility that I can't ignore but maybe I'm not a mutant. We know Peter's not a mutant since his got his abilities from that spider that bit him.”
“Maybe he was a mutant to begin with and the spider just fucking activated it his mutation.” Lana said more offhandedly than a statement.
“Now that's just crazy.” Mary Jane gave Lana an annoyed look at her choice of words.
“And so is the fact we're all letting one guy fuck our brains out and not really caring that he's also fucking my mother's brains out just as much.” Lana practically shot back at Mary Jane before continuing. “Shit, we're so fucking la-dee-da about this that if you actually take a moment and think about it, only a fucking insane person would think its normal for one guy to ram his cock into several different pussies and not experience any kind of consequences for as long as he has. With that in mind, thinking along the lines of the fucking crazy isn't outside the box for us anymore, is it?”
The other girls took a moment to let that sink into their heads before Jessica reminded everyone that the reason why Peter got his abilities was because the spider that bit him was genetically modified by the OZ formula. She also pointed out that Peter did a fair amount of research with her about their abilities in regards to possibly related to the X-Gene in mutants and all current information said that the X-Gene was something that could only be inherited.
“So then that means Liz is a mutant?” Lana asked after Jessica's explanation.
“Maybe, maybe not. I mean, the Fantastic Four aren't mutants. Captain America isn't because he was part of a government experiment back in World War II. The only thing we know right now is that Liz has fire powers. Whether they are mutant in origin or not, we have no real way to test it out which comes back to one of the questions.” Jessica said while looking back at Liz.
“Whether Peter is told about this or not.” Liz said, voicing the collective thoughts of the other girls. Liz took several moments to think about how to answer the question before she did. “For the time being, until I understand only the basics of what I am. If we told Peter, he would want to help me understand my new abilities more but I'm afraid it would cut into his time.”
“Ah, the limited time he has to either fucking us as one or in a group I bet. Guess there's a different kind of fire coming from between your legs, huh?” Lana said while giving an all-knowing kind of stare at Liz
There was no immediate response to Lana's words since in a strange way, she did hit home on something each had once thought about but didn't fully consider it until recently. Or for a better point in time, now that another of their group has abilities, the concept of uniqueness changes rather radically for them.
Whether it was realized by her or not at the moment, Lana's question had more relevance to herself than she would admit. It was something she been thinking about on and off but more so now since Liz was no longer just another 'blonde sex bimbo' like Lana had felt she was.
“Actually, I was referring to his time as Spider-Man. He already has more on his plate than any other teenager would even if you take all of us out of the equation.” Liz replied but continued when she felt her point wasn't made just yet. “Keep in mind that S.H.I.E.L.D. is no doubt keeping an eye on us. Something like that is most definitely in the back of Peter's mind. Probably more often than we might expect. Also, he has someone living with him whose father was killed by someone wearing a Spider-Man costume. I don't know about you but I can tell that's bothering Peter in more ways than one. Basically, the last thing I want to do is drop this on his lap without notice or possibly at the worst time for him.”
Mary Jane was actually surprised that Liz was thinking that maturely at the moment. The red head had more or less expected to hear Liz wanting some support from them to be a superhero like Peter was and how Jessica and going to be soon. Liz was usually the more spontaneous of a person in their group, practically the stereotypical 'blonde party girl'.
But to hear Liz Allen had something of a plan that went beyond what fashion trend was happening was definitely a first to hear for Mary Jane.
“Just so were clear on the fucking subject, not fucking Peter mind you, we're to keep quiet about your fire power until such time he either fucking stumbles into the shit or you feel it's time for him to learn of it, correct?” Lana flat out asked.
Liz nodded in reply but silently wished that Lana would ease back on her cussing since at times it felt like to Liz that Lana was the kind of girl you would find at a local dive bar that always had one too many beers or shots in them. The others were of the same mind but they were all in agreement that to get Lana to either stop or cut back on her cussing, they might as well find a leopard and tried to change it's spots with their bare hands.
“Well, I won't fucking tell Peter but you haven't told us how long you plan on keeping this shit a secret. What else is there you plan on doing since it looks like you have a fucking handle on these new powers of yours?”
Liz showed the others that she was a bit reluctant in telling them what her plans were by looking away and slightly fidgeting in her seated position. But she also knew that she had to come up with something believable so as to keep the three of them off of her case just long enough.
“Well….remember when Peter told us that fat guy Wilson Fisk who calls himself the Kingpin had put a bounty on him because Peter got hold of some video that showed the man personally killing someone else?”
“Oh, I remember.” Mary Jane replied while sending a very harsh look towards Lana.
“Okay, how many fucking times do I have to say 'my bad'? I had the fucking idea of sending the picture of Peter's face to that fat fuck back then but for fuck's sake, after all this time with Peter fucking me and my mother, do you still fucking honestly believe that I will still tell the fucking world who Spider-Man is?!” Lana's face was definitely red with embarrassment but also because of her practically yelling at the top of her lungs at Mary Jane. “Fucking seriously, what will it take for you to believe me?”
Mary Jane may have said before that she believed that Lana and her mother Lori wouldn't sell Peter out but there was still a part of her that yet to trust the two completely. It might have been made more apparent to the others since after Mary Jane crossed her arms under her chest, her fingernails grew a little more sharper.
The red head teenager knew how to change into her other form but also learned on some awkward occasions that if her mood was in a certain setting, some aspects of her other form would become apparent. One of those awkward moments was when she saw a video on tv showing Spider-Man swinging away after saving some people who were trapped in a burning building. Catching sight of his very toned ass aroused Mary Jane some to the point that she saw in the tv screen's reflection that her eyes became obviously more slitted like a feline.
Her own mother noticed this as well but brushed it off because she had seen it through the tv screen's reflection as well and Mary Jane managed to change her eyes back just in time as well.
Overall, Mary Jane knew she was being protective of Peter in where Lana and her mother was involved but she didn't know how strong her feelings were becoming until she felt her fingernails starting to poke her and reminding her how sharp they could be.
Mary Jane got her emotions under control enough to get her fingernails to revert before she replied to Lana's question. “For as long as Peter trusts you, I will too and we'll leave it at that.”
Lana bit her tongue in response other than actually saying what was on her mind. It was clear to her that she wasn't going to win the argument with Mary Jane any time soon and she also didn't want to admit to the red head that she was also right. So long as she had Peter's trust, it really didn't matter to her if the others did or didn't trust her.
“Anyways….” Liz said to break-up the staring match between Lana and MJ before they actually started throwing things at each other. “I don't know if that guy remembers my face clearly or if there were security cameras on that subway platform that caught a clear shot of my face. My current plan is to let some time pass so that the wrong people to make the connections that lead back to me or, in a worst case scenario, back to Peter.”
“How would learning about you end up to anyone learning about Peter?” Jessica was confused since she herself couldn't make the connection to the caution that Liz was implying.
“It's like what Lana had said earlier, we're not in the typical thinking box like almost everybody else. If we treat this in the same manner as trying to keep our parents from finding out we're doing drugs, we'll eventually get caught with consequences that are much more severe than a grounding or spending a night in jail.”
“Like that Tigra that's been seen around here.” Jessica said after finally realizing what Liz's point was. Jessica explained her realization to the others when she had their attention. “You know that there's been sightings of a girl who looks like she's a half-tiger or something around this area, calling herself Tigra. No one has been able to figure out who she is but I've seen plenty of websites and online communities that are in a heated search for her. Their reasons all differ as to why but they are looking for her nonetheless.”
“And it's more than possible some lucky fuck at the right fucking place and time could catch Peter being Spider-Man while looking for the skanky cat chick.” Lana added, making the same realization as Jessica.
“Skanky?” Mary Jane realized how she sounded when she blurted that out. To the typical person, it sounded as though Mary Jane took some heavy offense to Lana's opinion.
Fortunately enough for Mary Jane, the other girls didn't catch it though Lana did reply all the same.
“I've seen some pics of her that someone managed to catch in time and from what I've seen, the cat chick barely wears a black bikini which clearly fucking tells anyone that she's either not cold or loves the attention she gets and probably will go fucking nude if her 'approval' rating ever dips.”
“I take it you're not into the idea of feminine empowerment, huh?” Mary Jane asked practically already knowing the answer from Lana.
“Political Correctness bullshit if ever there was a prime fucking example. Those that use it to say they are strong are so quick to complain whenever their 'feelings' get hurt just a bit. It goes along the same lines as women that get bigger fucking fake tits or bigger ass cheeks and say later on they feel more comfortable in their sexuality for such changes. None of them will ever fucking admit they wanted more attention from the fucking beginning.”
“Guess all those women burning their bras in protest did it more for show, huh?” Liz said.
“More like to light up their joints to get stoned enough to forget how hairy some of their fellow flower child orgies were.” Lana said rather in a matter-of-fact tone.
When the other girls showed Lana that they were at a loss on how to respond, Lana let out a tired sigh before replying that her mother Lori had used some stories about Lana's grandmother to act as a warning about her going out at night to some parties or raves.
“I guess using the old story about the dangerous of getting pregnant from having unprotected sex with college students pretty much doesn't work anymore.” Jessica said with a hint of humor in it.
“Fuck, elementary-level school kids learn about sex just by going either online or into the city. And most of their parents are still in their fucking twenties.”
All the girls agreed with that since there had been plenty of stories they've heard both in and out of school of someone barely hitting 16 years old either knocking up or getting knocked up. The girls all silently thanked the fact that they hadn't gotten knocked up by Peter Parker yet considering all the unprotected sex they had on multiple occasions.
Liz was the first to get the focus of the group back to the original matter by again asking the others not to tell Peter until she felt the time was right. The other girls agreed since none of them saw any current reason for them not to agree to and assumed that Liz had a solid idea of what she was going to do.
It wasn't too long after that when Liz's mother announced that she was home. Liz again told the others to keep quite about what they had talked about and tell her mother that they were all their for a 'girl talk' with her.
Unfortunately, there was a slight problem with that cover story when Liz's mother came to the doorway of Liz's bedroom and looked inside. Having seen each other naked and in acts of sex multiple times, none of them had any issue with the fact that Liz was still only in her red lacy bra and panties.
Lana did her best to keep her mouth shut but she was definitely going to tell Peter about the song and dance Liz and Mary Jane did keep Liz's mother from suspecting anything off about the whole scene in front of her. It was even more difficult for Lana not to burst out laughing when Liz's mother flat-out asked Liz if she was 'coming out of the closet'. How such a question is normally asked and implied to how Liz had interpreted it was almost too comical for Lana.
Oh, she was so going to tell Peter and her mother the first chance she got.
It took an hour, and Liz putting some clothes back on, before Jessica, Lana and Mary Jane left Liz's home. The three of them decided that it was late and that they all should head back for home. However, Jessica told Liz that she would be late in getting home since there was something very personal that she wanted to take care of first.
Having lived Jessica live with her and her mother for a while now, Lana was able to get a good read on the girl's mindset from time to time. It wasn't hard to see that Jessica was feeling a bit homesick since she had yet to tell her parents about what happened to her. They were still under the belief that she either had run away from home or was some Jane Doe in a morgue somewhere. The group knew that the possibility of Norman Osborn keeping tabs on Jessica Drew's family was too great to ignore.
It was clear he was also the kind of man that didn't like leaving any kind of loose threads and the only reason why nothing had happened to Jessica's family yet was because Norman was leaving them as bait for a trap.
Even though all of them knew that, Lana was easily more sympathetic to Jesscia's plight and couldn't really fault her for wanting to see her parents and see if they were okay. The only thing Lana told Jessica was to make sure she didn't stay out too long. Jessica nodded in reply before heading in the direction towards her home.
Lana watched Jessica walked away for a couple of moments before letting out a sigh and then began making her way back to her apartment home.
As she made her way back home, Lana found herself thinking certain thoughts she hadn't had in her mind for some time. Thoughts that connected to the fact Jessica still had both of her parents. Lana figured she had a decent understanding on what it was like to have a mother but there had been plenty of times where she wondered what it would be like to have a father in her life.
Lana had asked her mother who her father was a couple of times in the past but each answer she got didn't really tell her anything about him. If anything, the only conclusion she could reach with what she knew was the fact her mother must got drunk or buzzed at some party and either got gang banged or was screwed by some random guy while she was passed out somewhere. It was probably why her mother was always so against her going out to parties. Worried that her daughter would get into the same kind of problems she had. It was also probably why she was so keen on entering into a life of crime after learning the kind of abilities they had because of all the years of working dead-end jobs for basically pennies a day.
The teenager would have probably felt a new level of respect towards her mother in her struggle to raise a child had they not actually engage in criminal activities. But it did cause her to wonder what would her father think of her.
This kind of question really plagued Lana's mind. So much so that she nearly forgot to get off at her stop on the subway if someone hadn't bumped into her. Actually, whoever bumped into did so to cop a feel from her ass and disappear into the crowd before Lana could react to having one of her ass cheek squeezed rather tightly. Though a part of her, a small part to be exact, was glad that she couldn't use her powers to blast the guy since odds were she would have leveled half of the subway station just to get at one guy.
The rest of her had voiced a loud enough opinion that she should still find the man and beat him into a bloody pulp.
Lana did a quick scan of the crowd but didn't see anyone giving away the fact they groped a teenager. It definitely frustrated her since she was more than ready to deliver righteous justice on the pervert. There was only one person she would allow to grope her ass like that and God help anyone else who dared tried to.
That was when her mind made a connection more apparent to her than she had originally believed. The first couple of time when Peter touched her naked body, Lana remembered how it felt differently. Her prior experience with the opposite gender touching her skin, she remembered it didn't feel entirely good. It wasn't entirely bad but it wasn't necessarily good enough to where she wouldn't mind being touched like that again. Lana made the conclusion that her sense of touch was telling her that the guy she was with wasn't worth any attention. Like the woman's sixth sense that she had been told by her mother on numerous occasions.
But that's what she thought about back then which in turn gave her the belief that all members of the male species only saw the females as objects of their base desires.
When it came to Peter, his touch did convey a kind of base desire but not necessarily the same kind as the other guys who had touched before. Even the prick that gave her ass a squeeze wasn't the same kind of touch as Peter's despite having her own ass felt up many times and pounded by Peter himself.
To the point her mind made with everything she knew at the moment, Lana somehow made the jump to the reason why she didn't mind Peter's touch was that in some weird way that it was the touch she had been missing alongside the father figure in her life.
Lana Baumgartner stopped right in her tracks of leaving the subway station that people actually ran into her that were walking right behind her. That single thought of seeing Peter as a father figure that somehow she possibly secretly wanted brought everything into her mind to a screeching halt.
A couple of people including Lana herself almost fell completely over when they all ran into each other. And like before, Lana felt someone actually grab her ass and give it another hard squeeze. This time Lana was in a better position to see who it was and show the person exactly how she felt about being touched in that manner.
“Hey, what the Hell do you…” as all the man managed to say before he was silenced by a right-hook to the jaw and fell backwards into some of the other people that had collided.
“Touch my ass again and I'll make sure your head will be up yours.” Lana replied to the man that she had punched. To imprint the impression to the man that she wasn't someone who makes idle threats, Lana brought her right heel down as hard as she could on top of the man's family jewels.
The man's high pitched yell and subsequent harsh coughing was more than enough of a scene to tell the others that saw and heard it all to know not to mess with this teenager. Lana shot one last look at the nearby people before she left the subway station to ensure no one thought the idea of following her would be a good one.
Once Lana exited the station and began walking the several blocks to where the apartment was located, her mind went right back to the thought that caused her to pause so suddenly earlier.
If there was actually a part of her that wanted a father figure in her life, did that same part of her want it to be Peter Parker?
Lana couldn't deny the fact that she felt her overall situation with Peter in her life was definitely better as it was different even when compared to the moment in time she got her abilities. But she now realized she had yet to or never even considered how to clearly define how exactly it was better. She couldn't even understand why her mind wouldn't let go of this possible theory when it was more ridiculous to than it sounded in her head.
'Yeah. A father is indeed a motherfucker in one sense but Peter's a different kind of motherfucker.' Lana thought to herself as she entered the lobby of the building where the apartment. 'Besides, what sick fucking uber pervert would my father have to be to fuck my mother and me both separately and at the same fucking time.'
Lana actually laughed at herself as she entered one of the main lobby elevators when she thought she had the solid reason to kill the deranged train of thought that was recently in her mind.
'I'm in a fucking relationship, no shitting doubt about that. But it's not that kind of fucking situation.' Lana thought to herself as she ascended upwards in the elevator.
Strangely that last thought didn't have as much of a comforting effect on Lana's state of mind than she had expected.
Lana had decided to forget everything that she had recently thought of and to never speak of it in front of anyone including her own mother. As much as Lana enjoyed herself when she went along with Lori's sex acts, mostly on Peter and sometimes on Jessica, the last thing she felt she needed was to plant the idea of some new three-way role-playing of Peter being her 'father' in her mother's mind.
Before Lana had entered the apartment, she heard both her mother's and Peter's voice coming from inside the apartment. There was definitely a part of her that suddenly became aroused knowing that Peter was nearby. A part that Lana wasn't aware that was connected to something else that she didn't want to acknowledge at the moment.
Just before opening the door, Lana heard something that caught her attention more than the growing itch between her legs.
“So, when exactly are you going to tell the others that you were nearly killed by a hitwoman under the employ of that fat fuck Wilson?” Lori said with a touch of anger in her voice.
“What makes you think I'm not planning on it soon anyways? You make it sound like I only told you so that when the others learn of it, I can argue back that I did tell someone in our group.” Peter replied.
“Because that's exactly what you did and are doing right now!” Lori almost yelled out at Peter. Somehow Lana got the feeling that her mother actually made someone as strong as Peter Parker actually take a couple of steps back. It was hard not to have a smile cross her face with that mental image.
“Look, I know the fact Wilson Fisk is looking for me. I'm no idiot there but what I don't know is what he wants since what Felicia threw over into the river didn't look like something a criminal mastermind would want if all they are concerned with is profit.” Peter said with a tone Lana was all too familiar with. It was the same kind she had used on many occasions in trying to both deflect and/or deny the point her mother was making.
“Could it be he's some kind of art fanatic and this Felicia person just stole it to sell it to someone else?”
“I don't know. Maybe. But whatever the case is, he's up to something more than just being your stereotypical criminal lord dealing in corrupt politicians, drugs and guns.” Peter let out an exasperated sigh and then made a move that sounded like to Lana that he let himself fall straight down into one of the plush sofas inside the apartment. “All I can do is wait until he makes a next move because there's no real way I can go back to his tower and find any new evidence on what he might be up to. I mean, the only reason I got that security video of him killing someone with his barehands and everything else was because he made the same mistake as Richard Nixon about keeping records of his dealings so in the open.”
“No shit. You got incredibly lucky there and you're pushing your luck with him too much. You got away with a stab wound this time. Next time, you might be facing more than just one professional. Fisk could easily put a bounty on your head high enough where any professional or mercenary looking for a quick paycheck would jump at the chance to take.”
Hearing that last part actually made Lana more genuinely worried for Peter. Of course she had started to genuinely worry for Peter's safety sooner than this. Around the time Peter had told them about Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D. possibly having plans for them. Lana could tell that if and when they would come for her and the others, Peter would definitely be there to defend them but the odds were too good in that it would be a losing battle on that front.
It was then that Lana decided to make herself know to the others.
“Hey, mom! What's for dinner?!” Lana said while trying her best to make it seem she had actually just arrived and didn't hear what was recently said between Lori and Peter. “Oh, Jessica will be home a bit late. She had something to take care so she'll get something at a fast food joint.”
Lana tossed her house keys onto a nearby tabletop near the door before turning to see and trying to act surprised that she saw Peter sitting on the couch. “Oh, the neighborhood friendly vigilante is taking some time to visit former partners-in-crime, huh?”
Lana did briefly wondered why Peter had only taken off his mask but not his upper part of his uniform. It wasn't like there were people who had telescope pointed at their apartment that they know of but in her opinion, it wasn't exactly a good idea to wear even that much of his uniform so openly.
“Well, think of it as a kind of parole officer home visit.” Peter said while attempting to add a hint of humor to his words.
“Doubtful since the last time cuffs of any kind were involved, they didn't last long or remained intact.” Lana said while shooting her mother an all-knowing look.
“Hey, I only blew apart two pairs of handcuffs.” Lori said to her daughter while faking an angered expression in her response. “Besides, the cuffs aren't the most kinky thing we've ever done.”
The wink she gave to both Peter and her daughter caused the reaction Lori was hoping for from the two of them. Despite having done things most would only see in porno movies, it was a bit refreshing to see something akin to an innocent reaction from the two teenagers. To Lori, despite all the things that the two teenagers had done together as well as with her, there were plenty of other things they hadn't done.
At least not yet.
Lana decided to change the subject, albeit slightly, by asking Peter why he was here and not home since it was getting late and both Lana and Lori were aware that Peter's Aunt May would start to get worried about him.
However, Peter didn't get a chance to concoct a story that he figured Lana would believe before Lori spoke up.
“Our little sex toy here got into a fight with someone who managed to get in a good lick in and he wanted me to help him with a cover story so his aunt wouldn't get suspicious considering the fact its hard to explain a stab wound as anything else.” Lori replied in a manner as if she was reading off of a page from a newspaper.
Lori had heard this much information before but she was glad that her reaction was still as genuine as if she had just heard it for the first time.
“What...the fuck?” Lana looked right at Peter in the same manner as she did for the guy whose balls she crushed with her heel not long ago. Her state of mind was made more apparent when her hands started to glow an all-too-familiar bright color.
Peter's spider-sense wasn't going off, at least not yet so he knew he wasn't in any immediate danger. But he also knew that Lana's temper could change faster and have more of a collateral damage fallout than when he faced the Hulk for the first time.
If anything, Peter had to do something to ease the fuse on the possible powder keg. He shot one last look at Lori who only responded with a very smug smile on her face before walking away from the two.
“Look, it wasn't anything serious. I mean, it didn't cause any real damage and I might have to wear a bandage for a day or two but it's not exactly a band-aid I'm going to be wearing at the moment.” Peter said to Lana in a rather fast paced of speaking. He also had his hands up in both disarming and surrendering fashion to help ease Lana's easily apparent temperament. “So for now, I can make an excuse with this injury that's believable. Not any others you might be more than inclined to inflict upon me. So please….no blasting?”
Peter used the best disarming smile he could make at the moment but Lana's own expression hadn't changed at all. In fact, Lana was actually taking several steps to get closer to Peter which was making the teenage vigilante wanting to sink into the couch to at least get away from Lana's gaze and possible energy blast attack at the moment.
Because of all the earlier thoughts she had in what regards she held Peter Parker in and now actually taking into account what she had heard earlier about what injury Peter had sustained, Lana's emotions were swirling around like a storm inside of her. This was actually the cause for her powers to be active as they were which was why Peter's spider-sense wasn't warning him of danger.
And because his spider-sense wasn't going off, Peter actually becoming more worried as Lana got closer to him.
When Lana was about within striking distance to either hit Peter with a point blank shot with an energy blast or the old fashion method of a punching him as hard as she could, Peter was going to break something to easy the tension and silence that was hanging so heavily in the air. Lori might have actually said something herself but she decided to see what her daughter might do in this situation. Despite all the times of Lana saying basically one thing about their relationship, Lori definitely knew her daughter probably more than she did herself.
And it was in this moment she would confirm something about her daughter. Not for Lori's own sake but for her daughter's own sake.
It was in the moment Peter opened his mouth to say something to Lana that the girl quickly moved in and sealed her lips against Peter's. Peter was even more surprised when Lana had moved so quickly and with such determination that she actually caused both of them to fall off of the couch with Lana on top of Peter. Never once did Lana break the kiss when they fell to the floor. If anything, she actually intensified the kiss with a little tongue wrestling.
Peter was still surprised by the sudden action on Lana's part but wasn't going to mount any kind of protest. And he certainly wasn't going to tell them about what else had happened with the woman that patched up his leg. The rest of that story would only be told once that woman scientist got the information Peter was looking for.
For now, Peter decided to enjoy the moment with the hot rebel teenager that was starting to turn up the heat in this impromptu make-out session.
Lori watched as her daughter and Peter continued for several minutes more with their lips pressed passionately against each others. What she saw only half-way confirmed her thoughts. If there was ever a time to truly confirm what she believed about her daughter, now would be the best time.
And if she played the scenario just right, even Peter himself would probably enjoy it more than he might admit at first.
When the teenagers finally stopped kissing in order to refill their lungs with much needed air, Lana straddled Peter and placed her left hand on the spider emblem on Peter's uniform. She also looked Peter directly in his eyes before she spoke. She wanted to make sure Peter heard her words loud and clear.
“I've been thinking about something. Something that in all honesty I haven't really thought about but should have. I don't mind the weird twist and turns that my life has taken. The fact that we may end up becoming a kind of Ultimates team based out of Queens is so crazy that it might actually beat the odds and work. But that wasn't what I should have been thinking about.”
Peter's curiosity was definitely peaked at Lana's words. Mostly because she usually threw in one or two cusses before she ended a sentence. The fact that she hadn't even used one of the lesser cusses showed how serious she was being now to Peter.
“What I should have been thinking about is...what exactly are you to me?” Lana said while lightly tracing the spider emblem with one finger. Peter could see in Lana's eyes that what she was doing was some strange way of trying to physically connect the dots of her thoughts.
“Some guy I let fuck me and my mother and some other girls from time to time or….are you something more?”
Lori couldn't help but smile when she heard her daughter say that. Bit by bit Lana was confirming what Lori already knew. But she also knew how stubborn her daughter could be and this point in time would probably be the biggest stubborn streak ever. Lori could see her daughter clinging onto the last bit of ideal that what she had planned was taboo. But Lori saw it as giving her daughter the one thing she needed even if it going about getting it wasn't what society deemed as normal means.
The mother continued to listen to what her daughter would say next and to how the male figure would respond to it.
“By something more, I don't mean because you're Spider-Man. I mean, something more to me.”
Peter thought about what Lana had said for a moment before he replied. “I don't really know what I've become for you. I mean, I will admit that I don't really understand the situation I'm in at times and when there are times that I do have some kind of understanding, it doesn't really follow any real logic.”
Lana was confused by this so Peter decided to clarify a little better. “If you think about it, typically those of our age are usually doing something that you would expect from people our age. Sure there are extenuating circumstances and such that makes one teenager different than the other in some aspects. But in the end, most teenagers aren't part of such things like covert government agencies or criminal organizations even when they didn't choose it.”
“But that doesn't really answer her question, Peter.”
Both Lana and Peter looked back at Lori as she walked over to them and sat back on the couch. “What Lana wants the answer to is: are you the alpha male that she needs in her life?”
Peter was easily surprised by that from Lori while Lana was both surprised and a little embarrassed. In fact, Peter wasn't too sure on how exactly he should take the question or even answer it. Lori found Peter's reaction almost too cute. So cute in fact she actually found it difficult to keep herself from mounting the teenager. If it wasn't for the possible upcoming fun time with the other two as a reward for her patience, Lori might have said 'to Hell with it' and tear off Peter's uniform.
So for the time being, Lori would add a little truth and seriousness to the matter.
“Lana, I'm your mother and as much as you probably won't admit it but I know you as well as any mother would for their child. You're my only daughter but I do believe that some of your outbursts were a cry for wanting more stability in your life than I alone was able to provide.”
Lana looked annoyed when Lori said that but kept her silence since she also wanted to know if the answer she was looking for, Lori might have an idea about it.
“I know you don't see yourself as the stereotypical teenager but for a time, you were. Even though you're not anymore. Even though your life is anything but stereotypical, there are still parts of a life you want and right now, you don't know about whether or not to take it since you see Peter as the closest of what you seek.”
Peter looked back at Lana when he heard that and saw in Lana's expression that the teenage girl was listening to the words she had heard. He had heard the same words but wondered if Lana was making the kind of connections he was making at the same moment.
Those thoughts had a more physical reaction than Peter expected but then again, having a girl like Lana sitting where she was on him, such reaction could be see as a natural reflex. It didn't look like Lana had noticed but Peter definitely felt the change.
Lana did indeed feel Peter's arousal but her mind didn't register it. Her mind was more focused on what her mother had said. She let the words sink in for a moment before replying.
“Are you telling me….that I want a father-figure in my life. And that...I want it...to be...Peter?” Lana looked at Peter as she finished speaking. Half of her was in disbelief at the same time the other half of her was experiencing an epiphany.
Peter's eyes went wide as well after he heard that from Lana. He had suspected that maybe Lana wanted to make their relationship more official. Maybe to the extent that even though she shared him with the other girls, Lana wanted to recognized at the main girl in his life. Peter even thought that maybe Lana felt like her mother was taking too much of a role in their shared relationship.
Honestly he never once thought of this possibility.
Lana took several moments to organize her thoughts but shook her head in the negative before she spoke up again.
“No. That can't be. I mean, I let him fuck me and I like it. Fuck, I love it when he fucks me the way he does. What kind of fucking sex deviant do you think I am?”
Lori just smiled at her daughter at first. “I think we all know for some time now that we aren't really going by the rules of society. I won't go into saying that we are better than everybody else in the world or that we have to hold ourselves to a higher standard and lead by some kind of example. Arguments like those are at their core contradictions.”
“How so?” Peter asked in a genuinely confused voice.
“Think about it for a moment. While we are growing up, we are encourage to be anything that we ourselves want to be. And yet, if we choose something that isn't considered normal by the majority, we then are either treated as outcasts or a burden to society.”
“Aren't outcasts the same as burdens?” Peter inquired.
“Not really if you think about it. All the other countries and cultures in the world consider everyone else including us as outcasts because they live in a world where the rules are different than the ones they considered normal. Those that are seen as burdens are those living outside of their own society while to keep their live in accordance to the society that they left.” Lori said to the both of them.
“So those kind of people, the burdens, are really nothing more than fucking hypocrites. Like those fucking illegal Mexicans and others who say they are trying to get away from the oppression of their country but complain when their culture is treated differently while they reside in a different country altogether.” Lana said after connecting the dots to half the point her mother had just made. “But we're not burdens and I seriously doubt we're outcasts.”
“So what...we're renegades then?” Peter added but was unsure of himself of the term he used.
“Possibly but we are definitely the ones who enjoy ourselves. In one aspect, we're no different than those guys in some foreign land that have multiple wives where almost everywhere else in the world, you can only have one. But what sets us apart from those is simple.”
Lori got up from her spot on the couch and then knelt down so her face was on the same level as her daughter's. The woman caressed the girl's cheek before leaning forward and giving her a rather passionate kiss. More recently Lana didn't mind such a kiss but there was definitely some reluctance that Lori picked up on. She expected this but it didn't deter her in the least. Instead, she moved so as to give Peter an equally passionate kiss with the added effect of getting the more primal side of him a jump start.
Not that she needed to but Lori didn't see the problem in added more fuel to the growing fire.
Peter's mind more or less forgot what everything was said when Lori began to kiss him. Even more so when Peter felt Lori slowly move her hand down his chest until she reached the bulge that had formed between his legs and began stimulating it more. Lori also made sure that she was stimulating her daughter's private area as well since Lori's hand was also right underneath Lana at the same time.
After a solid minute of this, Lori backed away from the two but removed Peter's uniform shirt. Lori had seen many men before that were naked from the top up. She always marveled at the sight of Peter's chest for how toned it was but didn't really hint at the strength and stamina the teenager was capable of. On one hand could Lori count how many of the men she's been with that were more than 'one and done'.
If Peter didn't have the level of stamina that he did, even Lori knew there would be no real way for him to keep all the girls that he fucks as happy with the sex life as she knew they were.
Lori removed Lana's shirt and couldn't help but smile at the fact her daughter wasn't wearing a bra. The smile was mostly because of how it reminded Lori of the times she went without a bra. Lori was also a bit jealous since it seemed that her daughter had yet to finish developing. Probably why she wasn't wearing a bra since Lori remembered her times when she herself was still growing and how quickly even her training bra became too tight to wear.
While the two teenagers simply watched Lori's actions, the woman herself gently took Peter's hands and had them lightly rub Lana's mid-section. She then had Lana's hands reach down and caress Peter's chest in much the same fashion. After making sure both teenagers' attentions were focused on the other, Lori moved behind her daughter and removed her own shirt. Lori leaned up to her daughter and softly whispered into Lana's ear.
“Do you feel that? You feel his strength, his warmth….his heart?” Lori whispered so as to make sure only Lana heard her words. “You don't need to look anywhere else. He's right there in front of you and is as real as you want him to be.”
“But, how can I…? I mean, it-it-it can't be right….can it?” Lana's voice was as such that even Peter could clearly hear the uncertainty in her voice.
Lori pressed her body up against Lana's back. The teenager could feel both the fabric and the woman's erect nipples pressing against her back but her mind wasn't fully registering it. Lana was intently focused on what was in front of her and what her mother was telling her.
“This one has given himself freely to you and has asked nothing for in return. You've yet to take everything that he has given and make it your own. He won't question it or take anything back.” Lori looked at Peter before she continued. “He will be whatever you want him to be. If you want him to be the father you always wanted...then all you have to do is just ask.”
Peter got the silent message that Lori had sent him. He understood what she wanted him to do but was unsure as to the 'why' in the first place. For the time being, Peter decided to go with what he assumed was some kind of sex game that Lori wanted to try.
Peter moved his hands up slowly until he could reach Lana's nipple and began to play with them. He first teased them by doing circular motions around them while barely touching the skin itself. Peter switched up the foreplay by using his spider ability to adhere to surfaces by using his forefingers to grasp Lana's nipples and pull on them very slightly while continuing the slow circular motion.
Lana responded by slightly digging her nails into Peter's chest. Not enough to leave a mark but just enough to see a faint red line for each fingernail. Lori decided to help push her daughter past whatever last reservations she had by reaching forward with one hand and getting underneath her pants and panties so as to start stimulating it again but more directly than before. Lana's sudden gasp told Lori that the girl's body was reacting to what was happening but her mind was still in a moment of confusion.
Confusion as she was completely unsure of which decision to make. Her body was set to dive into the lust that Lori was instilling her while her mind was locked in place.
This didn't really deter Lori in the least but she knew some extra steps were needed at the moment. Lori told Peter to take her daughter but to do it slow. Peter didn't hesitate to comply and positioned himself so he could use his mouth on each of Lana's nipples.
Lana gasped when Peter took her left nipple into his mouth and used his tongue to play with it. He even used his teeth to nibble on each nipple while massaging the other with his free hand.
Lori continued to massage her daughter's sex area up until the point Lana started to move her hips back and forth. Once she was sure that Lana was now moving by her sexual impulse, Lori removed her hand so she could remove the last of her clothing.
Lori watched her daughter pushed Peter onto his back and then began what almost looked like a contest between her lips and Peter's. The woman couldn't help but smile as she watched her daughter practically ripped off her own clothing as well Peter's uniform. For a brief moment, Lori saw her daughter notice the bandage on Peter's leg but didn't do anything about it except the paused moment before she literally ripped off Peter's underwear.
Right after Lana had removed the last of his clothing, the teenager resumed her passionate kissing while straddling the male underneath her. Lori had a good view to see that her daughter was still gyrating her hips but had not taken the rather magnificent aspect of the male specimen into her. It was clear to see that Lana's action had easily earned the full attention of the organ. Lori decided to wait for her moment to join in on the fun since she wanted to see what her daughter was going to do next.
When the need for oxygen became necessary, Lana broke off the kiss and stared right at Peter while the two of them caught their respective breaths. Lana was tempted to for a moment to give in to the hidden desire that was now closer to the surface than ever before but resisted in favor of keeping Peter as a lover instead.
Lana's mouth parted when Peter reached up to bring her face back to his while his other hand reached down and began feeling all around her naked ass. The girl felt his tongue slip inside and begin again to dance with her own as their kiss deepened. Eventually their lips separated as Peter used his enhanced strength to pick up the girl and lay her down onto the couch. The look of desire that Peter wore are the moment slowly erased the insecurities and doubt that Lana had about her revealed inner desire. How he practically towered over to her easily increased the lustful desire Lana had for him.
The teenager didn't mind it much when she felt her breasts practically get smashed up against Peter's chest when he laid down on top of her.
“Let me properly welcome into our family now.” Peter said in a husky whisper. He still believed that the three of them were in some kind of sex game and had decided to go along with it anyways.
Peter worked his way down slowly from Lana's lips to her breasts. He used his tongue while he traced around the areola of Lana's breasts before moving his way down to her tone stomach and then tracing a circle around her belly button. Lana enjoyed the feeling of Peter's actions. This was evidently shown by goosebumps appearing on Lana's naked body.
Peter was pretty much ready to enjoy himself by licking Lana's already wet and private area but the girl he was pleasuring had a different plan of action.
It was surprising to Peter that Lana had as much as strength in her upper body when she somehow pulled him back up and quickly flipped him over so she was again straddling Peter. However, Lana didn't straddle Peter for long before she turned herself around in order to give Peter a close view of her naked backside and for herself to be in a better position to obtain what she wanted at the moment.
Peter lightly moaned as he felt Lana giving the tip of his cock a kiss before beginning to lick it.
The groan that left Peter's throat came as a result when Lana licked just the head of his cock for several moments before running her tongue along the underside of his shaft. She then lowered her mouth to his testicles and began to suck on them as well. Peter tried to remain motionless, but he wanted to taste her as well so he reached down and picked her up so that her pussy was right in front of his face. Supporting the two of them so they wouldn't fall off of the couch, Peter began to munch on Lana's lower lips as she had one of her arms act as an anchor on the couch. Her legs had already started to go limp from what Peter was doing to her sex as well as sending pleasure waves up her spine each time Peter used his tongue to drag across her nether lips.
Lana was already eagerly sucking his cock but this stimulation made her double her efforts. Even Lori was surprised how much of Peter's cock was being swallowed her daughter. She had seen it before but it looked like to her that Lana had put enough of Peter's manhood into her mouth to where it was probably already halfway down her throat. The sight was more than enough for the mature woman to begin pleasuring herself while her daughter and their mutual sex toy continued.
The teenage girl pleasured what she could fit inside her mouth and then some while moaning around his manhood due to his driving her wild with his tongue probing her insides. As each second passed, Lana's action with Peter's dick started to become more frenzied. It looked as though she was almost desperate to get the white hot liquid. Lana started using both hands to stroke the cock while she used her mouth to take in the entire length and suck on it as she quickly raised and lowered her head.
Peter began to groan more because of Lana's actions but also felt that she was going too fast for the both of them to enjoy it.
Lana was so deeply focused on getting Peter to cum that she almost didn't realize that Peter was beginning to move himself off of the couch. It was only when she felt herself basically upside down and moving forward did Lana find her being taken from the couch to the apartment's main bedroom and softly laid onto the bed.
Lana moaned in disappointment as Peter pulled his lips from her pussy and his dick from her mouth. She was then quickly spun around as Peter turned her towards him and took up a position between her legs. She let out a loud moan as with near-practiced ease, Peter slipped inside of her wet and inviting cunt. They both took a moment to savior the feeling of being connected before Peter began to move inside of Lana.
Lana began to let out the fierce female inside her that even rarely came out public. It was only in their love-making that Lana slowly realized that that she could truly be herself with Peter. But at the moment, that wasn't what was really on Lana's mind. Lana raised her hips to meet Peter powerful thrusts while moaning encouraging, “Peter… more… fuck me harder.”
Her cries rose in volume as Peter eagerly complied with her requests. Lana reached behind her to grip the sheets above her head as it felt like Peter was driving her through the bed itself. She began to lose conscious thought of everything other than the cock slide along the nerve endings of her pussy with increasing movements.
She began shaking her head back and forth, feeling a powerful orgasm approaching but shouted out, “No!” as Peter suddenly withdrew from her. “Don’t stop. Please, I’m so close!”
Lana tried to scramble to her feet so as to tackle her lover and bury him inside her once more. But her mother held her arms down above her head while Peter held the rest of Lana in place by grabbing her thighs and folding her nearly in half.
With her ankles resting by her head, Lana moaned as Peter began sliding his cock along her drenched pussy. It took a moment for her senses to come around but Lana noticed that Peter and her mother Lori were having a kind of silent conversation. That easily meant that those two had planned something while Peter fucked her cunt just moments before.
Lori was the first to speak out of the conversation she and Peter just had. “It's time to decide my lovely daughter. You know what you want and you know who you want but you're still not going to take both. So why should Peter continue when you won't?
“T…that’s not fair,” Lana said pleadingly, “You can't make me...”
“Then tell me,” Peter said in a reassuring voice.
Lana groaned as Peter's length slipped along her pussy lips. For a moment the head of his cock seemed to catch along the rim of her entrance where she felt with just a quick move of her hips he’d be inside her again. But the way Peter had her pinned and with his enhanced strength, Lana was more or less locked in place. This reinforced the notion for Lana that her mother had planned this and Peter was helping out.
“I'm here for you, Lana. It doesn't matter how it all started or why but I promise you, I am here for you.” Peter said to Lana with a tone of sincerity that she couldn't fault.
Hearing those words actually brought hints of tears in Lana's eyes. Peter saw it but said nothing since he was more interested to see how Lana would respond.
“I don't think you can find anyone else like him. Are you really going to let him go?” Lori asked Lana before moving her face a little closer for her final words to her daughter. “Don't go by what society says about it. Go with what feels right and with what you want.”
Lana was in her final struggles with her hidden desire. That was easily seen by both Lori and Peter. Knowing that Lana wasn't aware her surroundings at the moment, Lori whispered to Peter to take
“She needs one final push, Peter. But….” Lori said while reaching down and aligning the teenager's cock to a specific spot of Lana's. “...make her cum with this hole instead.”
Lana groaned as she felt Peter press his cock against her asshole. Due to how slippery Peter's cock already was and the lust nectar that Lana had been leaking made her backdoor well lubricated for his entrance. They both moaned as Peter slipped inside slowly, feeding Lana his entire length. It wasn't the first time Peter has taken Lana in the ass but it seemed to Peter that each time was like the first time.
Peter wanted to savor the feeling a bit longer but Lana had other ideas as she began rolling her hips to get him moving. Leaning forward Peter sealed his lips to hers as he began pumping his manhood inside her rear.
Lana moaned into his mouth as Lori began to rub her pussy with one hand while the other hand kept Lana's arms pinned above her head. Lori buried two of her fingers inside and pressed along the back of Lana's love tunnel causing Lana to groan pleasantly as both she and Lori could feel Peter's cock moving in the passage just below. Peter stopped only for a brief moment so he could get a better foot placement to ram into Lana's ass. His leg that had been injured was still sore and would probably be for a while longer. But the sensations he was feeling from ass-fucking Lana was more than enough to overshadow it and allow Peter to enjoy Lana's ass.
Lori continued to finger her daughter's pussy as Peter increased his thrusting rhythm. She thought about adding in another finger but decided against it since soon enough, Peter and herself would fill both of Lana's hole. She was definitely enjoying herself even though no one was pleasuring her.
The teenage girl had her ass fucked and her pussy fingered for another minute before she felt an all to familiar sensation growing. Even Lori began to feel hints of Peter beginning to swell which spurred her to increase her efforts on Lana's drenched pussy.
Lori knew that soon Peter would be filling Lana with his seed and that her daughter wasn't going to last much longer herself so spoke to Peter directly first. “You’re going to cum aren’t you? Go on…cum…fill her ass with your hot spunk until she can't take anymore.”
The woman turned her attention to the teenage girl while making sure she was going to reach her limit at that the same moment Peter would. “Say it. Call him out. No more hesitation or fear. You can say it now.”
Lana didn't respond other than increasing the volume of her shouts of pleasure. The sounds of skin slapping against skin, being Peter hitting against Lana's ass with each fast paced thrust almost equaled in volume of Lana's screams before both reached their limits.
“Say it! Say it...now!” Lori practically commanded her daughter to act.
Peter buried himself as deep as he could go into Lana's ass and fired off his hot load directly into Lana. It was almost instantaneous when the semen touched her inner anal walls did Lana's building orgasm exploded inside of her.
“AH!! FUCK ME….DADDY!!!” Lana screamed out.
Lori couldn't help but smile hearing her daughter's exclamation. Especially when her daughter's pussy practically exploded easily covering her hand and some of her forearm with Lana's lust juices. Lori brought her hand to her face and licked a couple of her fingers clean while savoring the taste. She then brought her hand to her daughter's face who also in turn licked a couple of Lori's fingers clean. The glazed over eyes and flushed face told Lori all that she needed to know about her daughter. It made the smile on her face little more apparent since Lori felt her daughter had taken a rather important step. Circumstances behind taking that step were completely unusual but Lana had taken it nonetheless.
Lori looked up to Peter and couldn't help but love the content smile on his face after releasing every drop of cum he had in his cock into her daughter's ass. Looking down and seeing that his cock was still inside of Lana's ass, Lori was a little surprised to see a rather significant amount of cum leaking out.
'Guess there is only so much she can take up her ass.' Lori thought to herself as she mused on how she could get Peter to help Lana increase her limits.
Once Peter had caught his breath after loudly groaning out when he climaxed into Lana, Peter removed his hands from the back of Lana's thighs so as to remove himself entirely out of her. The second her legs weren't being held down, Lana quickly wrapped her legs around him so as to discourage him from pulling out. As both of their orgasms slowly dissipated, Peter leaned forward in order to allow Lana to wrap her arms since Lori had just let go of them. The two teenagers passionately kissed each other to savor the final moments of their recent climax.
When they broke the kiss, Peter looked into Lana's eyes and smile at the girl. “Guess for the time being we'll be keeping that between us, huh?”
It took a moment for Lana to realize what Peter had meant when she remembered what she had just yelled out. The look of embarrassment was evident on her face but Peter gave her a loving and reassuring caress on her check and a kiss on her lips to erase that feeling inside of her.
“As I said before, I'm here for you Lana. I don't care about the how or the why but if you want me to be that for you, then I will be. You deserve it.”
This time, Lana let the tears fall freely from her eyes. To hear those words and to know that Peter actually meant it was more than Lana could have ever hoped for. The circumstances behind all of it was completely irregular by any normal society standards but now that Lana found what her heart had been seeking all along, Lana wasn't going to let it go without a fight.
Lori, who had been watching the interaction between the two while getting a special item, felt relief in her own heart as well. She wasn't entirely sure that this outcome would happen but was nonetheless glad that it had. Sure Lori could see that it was completely strange in how finding the father figure that Lana needed would be the same person that fucked not only her but several other girls as well. But it was true in her belief that they were no longer followers of society rules anyways.
“Well then, how about we celebrate our new family….properly.” Lori said while walking over to the teenagers.
When Peter and Lana saw what it was that Lori was wearing, Peter got the idea right away while Lana was wondering what her position was going to be. Peter pulled himself out of Lana's ass and stood to his feet while Lana continued to lay on the bed. Lori walked up to Peter and the two passionately kissed each other if only for Lori to make sure Peter's special engine was still running hard. She also took the opportunity with the tissue she had in hand to clean off Peter's rod before breaking the kiss.
“Our daughter needs her other hole filled. Care to do the honors?”
Peter was going to respond but was caught by surprised when Lana repositioned herself on the bed so she could easily swallow the cock that had just pleasured her ass. Lana silently thanked her mother for cleaning up Peter's cock but said something else when she spoke.
“I'm actually quite thirsty right now. I could do with a milkshake before we really go at it.” Lana said before swallowing Peter's dick again and slowly took in as much as she could like before.
Peter groaned out in pleasure each time Lana took in as much as she could of his cock. Not wanting to be left out of the fun, Lori got on the bed and got behind Lana while the girl continued to suck off Peter.
Lori teased Lana's wet pussy for a bit with the strap-on to see what kind of reaction she might get from the teenager but it was clear to see she was more focused on what was in front of her than what was behind her. That quickly changed for Lana when Lori practically rammed the dildo into her pussy and began moving her hips as well as Lana's in sync with her thrusts.
Because it was so sudden, Lana took more of Peter's cock in and almost had a gag reflex as a result. Lana was able to keep herself from doing so and then eventually kept herself still because of her mother pounding her pussy hard with the strap-on and her 'father' moving his hips back and forth. With their actions being as such, Lana was thrusted forward which allowed her to easily suck Peter's cock and pulled back so as to have Lori bury the dildo deeply into her pussy.
The two continued this to Lana before Lori stopped for a moment to see how flexible her daughter was. Lori reached down and lifted Lana's left leg up into the air so the teenager was doing a kind of leg split. When Lana didn't make and complaint of discomfort for what Lori was doing, she brought Lana's leg up high enough and had it drape over her shoulder so as to allow her hand to hold Lana's hip and keep each of her thrusts as hard and as fast as before.
Lana had never before had her cunt pounded the way her mother was doing to it now. There was some discomfort since she had never practice this level of flexibility before even though it was clear she was capable of it. But Lori was practically hitting the right spot over and over again so the pleasurable sensation shooting up through Lana overpowered the discomfort in moments.
Peter enjoyed the sight of how Lori was pounding Lana's pussy. Especially when both girls started to get a light sheen of sweat on their naked skin caused by Lori's actions.
Lori felt that it was now her turn to enjoy the action and engaged the special feature of the strap-on. Reaching down and pressing a hidden button, Lori was almost overwhelmed by the intense vibration. Even Lana was caught by surprise but her reflex action had her jaw tightening while Peter's cock was down her throat.
The male teenager took hold of Lana's head when he felt her teeth sink into his rock hard member. It was to keep Lana from dragging her teeth along his shaft but it was to no avail. Peter gritted his teeth while Lana raked hers several times over his cock. It wasn't entirely a pleasurable experience for Peter but the extra stimuli pushed him closer to his limit than usual. Peter could see that Lana and Lori were going to reach their limits soon and so tried to hold out.
It was rather unfortunate that Peter did for when he climaxed into Lana's mouth, the girl's jaw tightened again and her teeth sunk a little deeper into his cock. Peter's cum flowed right down Lana's throat but it was more than she could take in. Some escaped when Lana tried to take in a breath of air at the same time. That particular breath got caught in her throat when Lori pounded Lana's pussy to it's breaking point and caused the girl's body to be rocked with another orgasm.
Lana almost passed out completely but instead fell limply onto the bed with her lust juices almost pouring out of her vagina and a mixture of her drool and Peter's cum leaving her mouth. The girl was practically gasping for breath because of the combined racing heart from the orgasm and her lungs not having enough air when she reached cloud nine.
Peter took a moment to assess the situation as well as catch his own breath. It was clear to see that Lana was mostly spent from the way her eyes were almost rolled back into her head and how much effort she was putting into getting each breath of air. Lori wasn't as spent but it was clear for Peter to see that the special strap-on she was wearing actually caused her to achieve an orgasm. The wetness that was between her legs was more than just simple arousal. And it was more than enough to make Peter's rod stand at full attention again.
If it was possible, even more so when Peter watched Lori lean forward and began licking up the small pool of his cum and Lana's drool that had formed near her mouth where her head laid. Peter watched after Lori took in a couple of licks before she started to mouth-feed Lana what her tongue picked up. Lana's mind was in a haze but there was enough sense left to realize what her mother was putting into her mouth.
Each bit was eagerly accepted by Lana until Lori finished with a deep kiss and tongue for her daughter.
Peter decided not waste anymore time watching and participate again. He got on the bed and took up a sitting position. Lana's body was still limp but it was easy for Peter to pick her up and have her hover right over his standing rod. Lori already got the idea of what Peter was going to do and so sat herself opposite of Peter and made sure her vibrating strap-on was pointed upwards as well.
“So, that's two holes filled. Think you can handle one more, Lana?” Peter asked but only out of politeness. His intentions were already clear whether or not Lana gave any kind of permission.
Lana brought her arms up and wrapped them around Peter's neck while she brought her face close to Peter's before replying.
“You haven't fucked my brains out just yet, daddy.” Lana said before moving right up to Peter's ear and giving it both a tongue and nibble and then whispering into it. “Ruin your daughter for other men. Be my fucking daddy now and forever.”
Peter only smirked in response before he let Lana fall onto both cocks at the same time. Lana groaned hard in response with her pussy and asshole being filled at the same time with thick rods. Especially with her ass being extra stimulated with the vibrating dildo.
Peter could feel the vibrations coming from the sex toy reaching his cock. Peter had no more need for enticement but did enjoy sensation even more so when he began lifting Lana up and dropping her down on both cocks at a steady rhythm. While Peter's hands were on Lana's hips, Lori's hands were fondling her daughter's breasts.
Lana grunted each time she fell completely onto the pleasure rods and barely managed to take in a breath of air when Peter lifted her up to drop her back down over and over again. Lori also grunted each time her daughter came back down on her strap-on. The weight shift caused the vibrating dildo to press hard against her pussy each time Lana came down on it. It wasn't exactly the same as having a cock pound her cunt but the effect was just as strong.
The room was quickly filled with the sounds of sweat covered skin slapping skin, the rhythmic creaking of the bed and the pleasure reactions of the three joined together. The smell itself was clear to anyone who even remotely passed by that heavy acts of sex was taking place with the participants in full throes of their actions.
As she wanted, Lana's body was easily overcome by all the intense pleasure sensation Lori and Peter were giving to her. Lana's body went limp again, causing her to fall against Lori's own chest while the woman still fondled the teenager's tits. With her face so close, Lori captured her daughter's lips one more time before the two engaged in just tongue action. Peter watched the two make-out and marveled at the sight for two naked female form moving in sync in front of him.
Peter wanted more than to just watch the action between the two. He was quick in causing Lori and Lana to fall back so Lori was on her back laying on the bed and Lana was laying right on top of her. Peter reached back and brought Lana's legs upwards and out so as to allow him to go even further into the girl's pussy.
Lori was able to plant her legs enough so as to decent leverage to thrust the strap-on into her daughter's backdoor. Her thrusts weren't as hard and fast as Peter's had become but it still enough for Lana.
Peter leaned forward and took Lana's left breast into his mouth and sucked on it. Both the tit and the nipple with his lips and teeth. He gave as much attention to her right breast before Peter reached his climax and filled Lana's cunt with more cum than it could handle.
Lana's final orgasm hit her at about the same time as well so it made her pussy explode from the pressure of her own nectar and Peter's essence being combined in a small space. The sensation alone was more than Lana could handle. Her orgasmic scream easily attested to that before Lana passed out completely while she still laid on top of her mother.
Lori gave her daughter a quick kiss on her cheek before softly and slowly lifting her daughter off of her and laying her on to her side on the bed. Wasn't easy since the strap-on's vibrator function was still active and Lana's ass seemed to have a vice grip on it.
With the teenage girl soundly asleep, the woman turned her attention to the teenage boy and gave him a smile that told him the woman was more than pleased with his actions.
“So, now that my daughter has chosen you both as a lover and her 'father', what exactly are your thoughts about all of it?” Lori asked while propping herself up by her elbows in order to face Peter.
Peter took several moments to organize his thoughts. He remembered how he first saw it as some weird new sex game that Lori wanted to try with her daughter. He also saw that he went under the belief that Lana was in on it as well.
Now he knew differently and this new line of thought was something he hadn't considered. But at the very least, what he had said to Lana earlier was indeed the truth.
“I meant what I said before. I won't deny there'll be some significant moral issues that would easily come up because of this...relationship. I know Mary Jane, Jessica and Liz will probably have some thoughts about it but I don't think they will object. Well, at least not all of them at once.” Peter replied.
Lori nodded in response while she removed the strap-on. “The other girls will be open to the idea if they are convinced its some kind of sex game with the three of us.”
Peter gave Lori a puzzled look at her words. “You honestly think my daughter was the only one out of the two of us looking for a man to be in our lives that we, for a lack of a better term at the moment, worthy?”
Peter scratched the back of his head rather sheepishly, showing again how clueless he was about the situation. “Well, I will admit I didn't really think of it along those lines save for that time back in the abandoned warehouse.”
“Hmm...” Lori thought back to that time where herself and her daughter more or less agreed to be on Peter's side. Of course it was after Peter had cornered them both and them took both of them relatively against their will until they both acquiesced after a fashion. “Well, the line was blurred back then and I don't doubt that it's become more blurred now. So the real question might be: are you against it at all?”
The teenager agreed with the woman in that if there was only one understandable question to the situation, that would be it and there would only be one real answer to it.
“Honestly...can't say there is a reason to be against it nor do I see a reason to go looking for one.”
“Now that is a good answer.” Lori said with a smile on her face that told Peter he was indeed genuinely happy with Peter's response. “So how's about we truly make it real? If you're her 'daddy' then that means you must be with her mother. 'In' more ways than one.”
Lori spread her legs open to show Peter where exactly she wanted Peter to be.
“Interesting choice of words about where you want me 'in' but I'm not complaining.” Peter said while crawling over to Lori and engaged with her a very deep and passionate kiss.
Lori took the opportunity to wrap both her arms and legs around Peter and held him as close as she could get him to be. Peter didn't object to what he figured was a bear hug from Lori. It allowed him to move the woman away from the edge of the bed. He wanted to enjoy the woman as thoroughly as he had enjoyed the teenager.
Peter moved down from Lori's lips and trailed kiss and licks of tongue while he moved to her sizable bust and then to her lower lips. He didn't really have a chance to eat out one Baumgartner so he was going to make up with the other.
Lori moaned in deep pleasure with Peter practically assaulting her nether lips with his own mouth and tongue. What he was doing to her would have made her lower body practically buck all over the place had it been not for Peter keeping her still with his strength.
Peter continue to both bring Lori to an orgasm as well savor the lust juices that steadily flowed out of her cunt.
Lori didn't last much longer until Peter made her reach her first hard orgasm of the night. Lori couldn’t believe how good her orgasm felt considering she had it just from Peter's tongue entering her and exploring her nether lips. But she didn’t have long to savor it as Peter did to her as he had done to Lana by lifting her lower half of her body and almost folding her in half.
The woman continued to cry out in pleasure as Peter used his tongue to pierce her inner folds. He even used his ability to stick to surfaces by placing two fingers on Lori's clit and pulling on it. Lori reached out to the bed and held onto the sheets as if for her life depended on it.
Peter was pleased with himself when he brought Lori to her next orgasm. This one that rocked her body so hard that Lori's pussy exploded with lust juice. He did his best to drink in as much as he could but some that had escaped and made it's way down Lori's stomach and even reached the woman's breasts. The teenager got an idea when he saw this as well as the glazed over look in the woman's eyes.
After he filled his mouth with as much as he could, Peter moved up to Lori's face as if to kiss her again. Instead, he gave the woman a taste of her own juices by mouth feeding her. Lori was surprised by what Peter was doing but still accepted the liquid.
When Lori finished swallowing everything Peter gave her, the teenager decided to give the woman his own personal liquid as well. Peter had already lined himself up to enter into Lana's love tunnel but did so slowly so she could savor his length entering her.
It sounded to Peter that Lori was mewing like a kitten while fully entered into her cunt. Once in, he easily began pumping his hips. Lori cried out each time Peter rammed into her and again, the woman held onto the bed sheet as if for dear life. Her cries of pleasure changed in tone as Peter leaned forward rolling his tongue around her nipple before sucking it.
Lori couldn’t help acknowledge a notion she had earlier in that it felt as if Peter’s cock was made for her. With every stroke Lori cried out as his dick jammed into the entrance of her womb. Peter only had one speed as he kept the pressure up, as if he was trying to do to her as he had done to her daughter. It was impromptu plan that worked as Lori’s brain filled with pleasure and overloaded every other cognitive abilities she had.
Peter pulled his lips from her tits after he gave both of them some serious attention and placed them against hers. Lori didn’t hesitate in parting her lips to grant access to his tongue which pressed into hers. Lori groaned into his mouth as the pressure of a new explosion of pleasure began to build within. When the vessel containing that pleasure was about to burst, she pulled away to cry,
“Oh honey, I’m going to cum!” A moment later she arched her back in ecstasy as she climaxed again.
Peter ceased moving within Lori completely but only so he wouldn't cum along with her due to the woman's milking pussy. At least not yet.
Lori came down from her visit to cloud nine but realized that Peter hadn't achieved his release at the same time. “Honey, you didn’t cum. Why?”
“Because,” Peter said stroking her face lovingly, “In a sense, we already have one 'daughter'. We haven't used any protection in….ever.”
Lori nodded in reply. “And you haven't ever since the beginning last I checked.”
“Aren't you worried?” Peter was genuinely concerned since mostly now was he taking into account the fact he had been fucking all the girls bareback. Including a woman that was part of a government run secret agency.
Lori heard what Peter had said but her reasoning abilities weren't present in her mind. She reached up and held Peter's head in her left hand. “Honey, you talk too much. Take me...here and now.”
Lori was able to wrap her legs around Peter's waist so as to keep him from going anywhere and to send a clear message to him. A sly grin appeared on Peter’s face when he received the message. He then moved in close to Lori's face where she kissed him as hungrily as he kissed her.
After breaking off the hot kiss, Lori grabbed Peter by his shoulders and spun him so that he was on his back. She kissed his chest before moving down and he groaned as she kissed the tip of his almost painfully swollen prick causing him to moan, “Damn Lori…”
Lori looked up hungrily her dark eyes glowing with lust as she said, “Like daughter, like mother. I want my milkshake.”
She then kissed his dick again before parting her lips and swallowing half his manhood. Peter buried his hands in her hair as he moaned, “Oh fuck Lori…”
Lori could help but feel a shivered travel through her body upon hearing her name pass through Peter's lips with such a pleasure filled tone. She worked her mouth over the teenager's large cock eagerly, desiring to give him some relief as he had done for her. As she eagerly sucked him making loud and wet slurping sounds, she reached her hand between her legs rubbing her still drooling cunt and longing to feel his dick inside her once more.
Peter’s hands tightened in her long dark hair as he said, “Mmm… Lori, I’m at my limit.”
Lori responded by humming into his cock which set him off. She eagerly drank his cum, making sure not to spill a drop which was actually something of a challenge for her. Lori could remember all the times she sucked off a man and never once did they produce even half as much semen as Peter had or the taste of it didn't offend Lori in the least. In fact, when the eruption stopped, Lori made sure to clean up every last drop she could get. When she finally let him go, she was sure not a trace of his seed remained behind.
Pleased to see his cock still was stiff, she climbed atop of him while speaking in a husky whisper, “Honey, tasting your cum has caused my pussy to begin to throb like never before. It won’t settle down until you fill it to the brim with your thick and potent cum. As my daughter said, ruin me for other men.”
Peter rolled her over so that he was on top and said, “Don't worry. Even if it means breaking my back, I'll fuck you senseless.” before plunging his shaft back inside of her.
This time around, Peter took his time slowly working his length inside the woman while kissing and fondling her tits. Lori’s toes curled as her feet pointed up towards the ceiling due to her knees resting on Peter’s elbows. Her lover kissed up her neck before whispering into her ear, “Your pussy is griping me so tightly. Like it doesn’t seem to want to let me go.”
“You're goddamn right.” she replied into his ear before sticking her tongue into it. “And it will only let go until you fuck it and fuck it hard.”
Peter raised his face above hers before replying, “Well then, lets see how long it can last...when I keep hitting this.”
Lori didn't even get the chance to form the question in her mind when Peter hit the one spot almost every other men Lori had ever been with never could fully reach. Usually it was easier to hit the woman's g-spot from doing it doggy style but Peter had managed to get enough of an angle with his legs on the bed to repeatedly hit Lori's sweet spot.
Lori basked in the feeling as every thrust brought her closer to the white world of pleasure she visited whenever she climaxed because of Peter. Each time his spear hit it's mark, Lori's vision exploded in white and into stars in the brief moment of time before Peter would hit the mark again.
She moaned out in loss as Peter pulled free but cried out when after being flipped onto her stomach in almost an instant with Peter once again buried to the hilt inside her. She looked over her shoulder letting her eyes communicate how much pleasure she felt from his violent thrusts. Peter only smiled in response, as if he couldn’t tell from her cries already.
Since Lori had told him to ruin her for other men, Peter decided to change it up by gripping her long hair and pulling on it enough to get her up on all fours. Lori screamed as Peter used her hair to pull her into his thrusting dick. “That’s it honey, fuck me! Oh, God! You feel so fucking good inside me!”
Lori moaned feeling him swell inside her for the final release. Eager for it, Lori began to throw her ass back against him. Peter decided to do another change up on Lori by first letting go fo her hair and then repositioning her. Lori was already seeing her world being rocked before she found her world spinning as Peter turned her onto her back again without missing a beat. Lori quickly realized one of her legs was trapped on Peter's shoulder as the foot of the other was tucked behind his pumping ass to keep him inside her in case he even remotely considered pulling out.
She need not have worried as Peter lowering his face to just above hers said, “I want to see your face as we climax together and become one.”
Lori couldn't even formulate a thought as Peter was still hitting her g-spot with reckless abandon, making it feel to her that Peter was trying to fuck her through the bed instead of just into it.
“Oh...fuck...fuck...FUCK!!” Peter shouted followed by Lori screaming his name as he buried his cock deep within her. Both of them could feel Peter filling Lori's her womb with his hot seed. Lori still had a hard time believing how much cum was released inside her. She basked in the feeling of the fire being shot into her and how her entire body was hit with wave after wave of intense pleasure.
Peter lost some of his enhanced strength and slowly collapsed on top of Lori. Both of them were covered in sweat to the point where Peter felt like he might actually slide off of Lori's chest. It was with some reluctance that Peter lifted himself off of the woman and removed himself because there was no longer a vice-grip on his shaft. He looked down at the woman under him and was pleased with himself to see that she too was out like a light. Whether or not he had fucked her senseless as she wanted, it did stroke his male ego that he had at least overloaded her senses to this point.
After sitting down between the two Baumgartners, Peter looked back at Lana and saw she was still soundly sleeping herself. Whether it was the sight of her naked chest rising and lowering to her breathing or the fact that she looked so sexy sleeping in the nude, Peter felt an all too familiar sensation build up in him.
This time, it wasn't in the general location of his legs but in his mouth.
Peter was mostly moving on instinct when he crawled over to Lana and opened his mouth to show that his fangs were present. It was almost a scene out of an old vampire movie as Peter placed his mouth against Lana's neck and pierced the skin with his fangs. Lana did react to a moan escaping from her lips and her body shifted slightly but nothing much else as Peter used his fangs to give the girl more of his venom.
How much venom Peter gave to Lana wasn't a lot because something caught his attention several moments after he sunk his fangs into her.
“Guess I missed out on all the fun, huh?”
Peter looked up to see Jessica was standing in the bedroom's doorway with her arms crossed under her chest and an all-knowing smile on her face. “You know, I could smell what had happened in here pretty much the moment I got off of the elevator.”
The teenager didn't get a chance to come up with some kind of reply before Jessica began removing her clothes and walking up to the bed.
She got up to where Peter was before she finished speaking to him. “Don't worry, I'm not upset that I wasn't part of it but doesn't mean I don't want a turn with you.”
Jessica pushed Peter so he was now laying on his back on the bed. She then showed Peter her own fangs while giving him a very hungry, practically predatory look. Peter couldn't help himself but make the nervous action of an audible gulp since he easily had an idea what Jessica wanted from him.
“Um….can I…?” Peter tried to say but was silenced by Jessica putting her right index finger over his lips.
“Don't worry Peter. I'll take the lead.”
Peter's spider-sense did register something but it wasn't enough of an advance warning for him before Jessica demonstrated what she wanted to do with Peter. He definitely groaned when he felt Jessica's fang sink into the nape of his neck. He groaned even more when Jessica made his cock stand at full attention again by stroking it with her hand before aligning it to enter into her cunt.
The teenage vigilante thought about his current situation and couldn't help but smile a bit about it.
'Jessica is definitely taking the concept of a nymphomaniac draining someone dry to a whole new level.' Peter thought to himself as he felt Jessica slowly drinking where her fangs had pierced and how her cunt was holding his cock tight as she raised and lowered herself on it.
'Well, there are worse ways to go.' Peter finished his thought and decided to take charge before Jessica drained him too much.
All in all, Peter definitely knew in the morning that last night with the girl was easily a hot night. Add to that fact with the multiple noise complaints from the surrounding apartments to the building management, the smile Peter left with the three girls was definitely worth it.
-Pym's Household-
Sitting in front of her personal laptop, Janet Van Dyne was looking at the data she had gotten from her tests she had done as a favor for Peter Parker. The main reason why she was looking at the data in the nude was because she had to help dissuade her husband from taking an interest in what she was doing.
Janet was still married to Hank Pym which was why she didn't mind being called Mrs. Pym but she admitted to herself that the lust was going out of their marriage if it hadn't already gone. Looking back at the bed to see her snoring husband, Janet couldn't help but feel that in a way she betrayed him despite the fact the two of them recently had sex and she was the one who initiated it.
But when compared to the teenager, her husband just went through the basic motions and nothing else. In fact, there was nothing that Hank could measure up to in comparison to Peter and that made it sad in an all together different sense. Height manipulation was his thing among the Ultimates but it wasn't much help when it should matter in the intimacy department.
Janet knew it was dangerous in what the relationship was between her and Peter but she couldn't help but feel a kind of excitement from it. She had heard all the stories of people who get addicted to the excitement and rush of a feeling in having an extra-marital affair and how it eventually exploded in their faces in various ways. But hearing about it and experiencing it was clearly two distinct different things and Janet found that experiencing it was far more enjoyable than she could imagine.
For the time being she would keep it from Hank until she reach a decision on whether or not to stay married to him. Their past wasn't all that spotless and their current situation was getting to the point where she felt something was going to break. But that was something to be concerned about for a later time.
Right now, the data she had gotten from analyzing Peter's various fluids revealed something completely unexpected. It was because of this discovery that Janet felt she had found the reason for why both Nick Fury and Natasha Romanov had so much more than a passing interest in the teenage meta-human. Janet had used her own personal equipment to analyze all the different samples and made sure that her laptop wasn't connected to any mainframe that was even remotely connected to S.H.I.E.L.D. so as to keep the information to herself for as long as possible. These precautions were insisted by Peter which made Janet a little skeptical about the situation but it was now she understood why.
According to the data, there was an unknown chemical element in both Peter's blood and semen that looked as though it was a naturally occurring element within the teenager's biology. This notion was easily reinforced when the analysis of Peter's venom showed a more concentrated amount of the chemical element but that wasn't the end of it. The ratio between the three showed Janet that Peter's venom had between fifteen to twenty five times the amount.
The only possible way for that to be true is if there was some kind of biological alteration within Peter that caused either an existing organ or the growth of a new one to continually produce this chemical. It was possible it might be located near Peter's jaw area. Maybe even his tonsils if he still had them, that whatever altered Peter's biology altered those to stop acting as a biological immune response system that produced certain antibodies to this new unidentified chemical.
Peter had told Janet that something called OZ was behind his abilities and from what information he had managed to gather about it said it was some kind of genetic enhancement vehicle. Janet asked him where he had gotten that bit of information but Peter only told her that he needed to know exactly what OZ had done to him.
Well, if what she saw was evident in Peter's blood, semen and venom was this OZ then Peter's body was now producing it as naturally as anything else in his body.
That was one piece of surprising information. Another piece of information was when Janet, on a scientific curiosity whim, exposed it to her own blood sample to see how it reacted to someone who carried the X-Gene. What she saw was something she never thought possible which was some kind of sustainable augmentation. The X-Gene in her DNA became excited, as if it became highly charged when it was exposed to the OZ element.
Janet had heard about some reports from a couple of S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel about a street drug called Banshee where it temporally enhances normal people to have significant meta-abilities as well as strongly boost mutant abilities. Since there wasn't any army of powered-up thugs rampaging in New York, it was clear this street drug's effect was extremely limited if it wasn't already difficult to come by.
In a way, if whoever was producing Banshee ever got ahold of Peter Parker, then there was a solid chance of using him to make a more stable if not seriously stronger version of the drug.
Janet even theorized that it was possible that this OZ element could activate the X-Gene even if it was dormant.
Bit after bit of information that passed before Janet's eyes from the laptop's screen were answering some questions that Janet had never considered to entertain in her mind. It also became something that she couldn't ignore as the reasons for two certain individuals were so focused on one teenager. What she saw in front of her was almost the exact same scenario she had heard about. Rumors about how after Project: Rebirth's test trials and success that the United State's scientists took blood samples from the test subjects and Steve Rogers himself for further experimentation.
To either recreate the success of Steve Rogers or to refine it so it could be more easily mass produced. If these test result were as accurate as the information said they were, and Janet had personally done each test herself so there was no real possibility for error, then in a strange way history could easily repeat itself with Peter Parker. In more ways than one and each one being very dangerous in the wrong hands.
Whether Peter knew this or not, Janet couldn't ignore it herself and knew that she had to get some more information from him as soon as possible. Janet wouldn't put it above Nick Fury to find some way to use Peter as a means of fast-creating next-gen super soldiers if he had even one byte of this information. That was probably the lesser of two evils since if Natasha even knew this, she could easily have either her home country of Russia kidnap Peter for experimentation or to sell him on the human black market.
All of this easily told Janet Van Dyne that she had to get in touch with Peter and soon.
Next Chapter: Night Predators.
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Author's Note: Finally, after losing both my muse for a time and my laptop to a motherboard failure, I've finally updated this story. Now that my laptop is working fully again, the next update for this story will happen a lot sooner than it did here. As always, please read and review so I know what I'm doing right and doing wrong.
Oh, and for fellow writer Agent-G, the Lana/Lori sex scene, thanks for the inspiration for that as well as for the next chapter.
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