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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 3: By Night And Day
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Spending late nights at the Osborn Industries was nothing new for the owner of the bio-tech company. Those that were in on the official business that was part of the company believed it was connected to keeping the company as one of the leading companies Bio-engineering and Bio-manufacturing.
However, the reason for this late meeting was in regards to the company’s more profitable and far more illegal activities. One such case was the next steps to be taken in regards to the unofficial Parker Project.
Norman had made the decision to watch Peter Parker, to see if the OZ that was injected into his blood via the 00-Spider had any lasting repercussions. Like his head scientist Otto Octavius, Norman was indeed curious what the effects of their experimental serum would be like, if any.
At first, both Otto and Norman had great expectations in regards to the teenage boy. But with the level of surveillance they had on the subject, nothing was immediately revealed even after several weeks. Norman was a realist in some regards and felt that what they saw in Peter’s blood sample was a fluke that was corrected by the boy’s own biology since there was nothing out of the ordinary that was reported.
Norman was ready to make the call to cancel surveillance when the news-media format of society began spreading the story of someone with abilities that seemed ‘spider-like’. The business man had considered the dregs of society that were addicted to their multi-function cellphones to be as useless as the politicians that he had to deal with on a daily basis. As such, Norman would never admit that the various cellphone videos where glimpses of this ’Spider-Man’ actually helped in getting enough necessary data to move forward.
Right now, in the main office of Osborn Industries, Otto Octavius and Norman Osborn were reviewing the data that was displayed on the large monitor screens. With these two men were Justin, Norman’s right hand man in both the legal and illegal business activities of Osborn Industries, and Shaw, a former SHIELD operative turned private enforcer for Norman who dealt with the situations that required a certain level of discreet.
“I must say, I never thought that the internet and the people obsessed with it would actually prove useful in such a manner.” Norman said while looking at one monitor that showed the various cellphone video clips that showed the vigilante called Spider-Man in motion. “Guess that old saying, ’there’s a first time for everything’ still rings true in this day and age.”
“Hard to believe that the kid is using his abilities to be a street hero. Last I checked, most teenagers nowadays are more concerned with being popular and such. I mean the kid was a nerd before all of this. Why isn’t he chasing girls instead of common street garbage?” Shaw said while he watched the monitor that showed a clip of two bank robbers being caught by Spider-Man and then webbed up on a nearby street light for the cops.
“He probably might be doing that but not too long after he was bitten, a thug killed his uncle in a robbery attempt. Not a stretch for a nerd to get the idea of using his abilities to be a superhero.” Justin said.
“Hmm, so all that power and no real imagination. Should’ve known the first real success of the OZ serum would be like this considering what our first human test subject is.” Norman didn’t really care what Peter Parker’s reasons were for how in deciding to use his abilities. After all, Norman knew children will always do childish things.
Despite his opinion about what the Parker teenager was doing with his new found abilities, Norman had to admit that what he saw was more than he had expected.
Before this meeting, Norman had managed to set up surveillance on the teenager to monitor the progress of the OZ in his system. At first, it seemed like one of Otto’s predictions, that the OZ would eventually burn out from within his biological systems was proving to be true. The boy had shown some potential but even Norman knew that at time, OZ was still considered unstable. Human testing wasn’t really scheduled for another 5 weeks prior to the incident.
“So, now we know the OZ is a success, what’s the next step? Selective or mass production?” Justin was curious since at the beginning of creating the OZ formula, it was to secure a secret government contract for creating the next generation of super soldiers. Now that they had something, where would the company go from here?
“Actually, we might be getting ahead of ourselves here.” Otto said to the group. His mind had been going over some facts he had uncovered prior to the meeting. Some facts that couldn’t really be ignored, both were the boy and the OZ formula was considered.
“Explain.” Norman hated surprises of any kind since in his experience, the surprises usually meant someone was being greedy in some form or fashion.
Organizing his thoughts so as to make sure his words were clear, Otto began to elaborate his earlier words. “When we first got the blood sample from Peter Parker after he was bitten, the data pointed out to the subject living on borrowed time. His cells were undergoing a form of metastasizing, almost similar to cancer and his overall biology was breaking down as a result. I did a comparison to that sample to another we were able to procure and the data shows the reversal. From causing biology to self-destruct to now become enhanced.”
“Isn’t that what you were hoping for?” Justin asked, not sure what Otto was driving at.
“Yes but has happened is because of a set of reasons that aren’t the same as what I expected.”
Norman knew Otto wasn’t an idiot, he was a man that prided himself on being meticulous with his work and not rushing off in throwing something together like some of the idiots Nick Fury had working for him. Hell, Norman wouldn’t hire those scientists to scrub the floors of his warehouses and that was being nice about it.
Otto must’ve uncovered something that was overlooked before and that easily meant it was serious. He gave the scientist a look that said further explanation on Otto’s part was needed.
“Since we had lost the 00 Spider in the incident with Peter Parker, there were several critical pieces of information that were lost. I tried to recover those pieces of information by working the other side of the equation, such as how did the OZ stabilize inside the teenager’s blood. The first idea about how it was possible was the age of the subject.”
“He’s a teenager. How is that relevant?” Norman didn’t see the connection right away but knew there was one.
“Because he’s at the age where the male human body undergoes puberty. There is influx of chemicals that the body produces and releases that weren’t there at all in the body. Obviously of course, the changes in the human body don’t happen overnight but the biology is a relatively clean slate until such time the human body achieves maturity.”
Although Justin and Shaw understood what Otto had said to their own separate extents, Norman immediately realized what Otto had discovered.
“So, the possibility that the reason why OZ stabilized inside the Parker’s blood was because he was undergoing puberty at the time. Is that a fact, Otto?” Norman’s voice was as serious as it could be, making sure that whatever was said next could not be misunderstood.
“If anything, it’s something that cannot be ignored. As I said before, prior to puberty, the human body is relatively a clean slate in terms of both biological and chemical. What has happened with Peter Parker has more or less proven that OZ is quite possibly the most advanced form of a genetic enhancement vehicle known to science.” Otto said while watching the monitors that showed Peter as Spider-Man doing maneuvers that physically impossible even for a world-class gymnast. Clear evidence that his abilities were similar to that of a spider.
“Again, isn’t that a good thing? I mean, doesn’t that mean that OZ can be used to enhance a person in more ways than one? Like what if it was a tiger instead of a spider that had been injected with OZ and when it bit the teenager, wouldn’t he have abilities that were tiger-like?” Shaw knew that when it came to science, he wasn’t in any league of the scientists that worked for Norman Osborn but he also knew he wasn’t a complete idiot to said science.
When Shaw was with SHIELD, he had heard the stories of how ever since Captain America was created, all counties that had the ability to do so were doing the same thing when the atomic bomb was also created. Not only did they wanted to create both but they wanted refine, reinvent and/or mass produce it. As much as Nick Fury tried to say otherwise, Shaw knew that he was behind the secret government contract for the super soldier serum.
The US Government wanted the ‘Captain America Button’, the ability to make super soldiers at the same speed a fast food place put together orders. It wasn’t a stretch in Shaw’s view that Nick Fury wanted that just for himself. That was one of the reasons why he left SHIELD while the others was because the government burned him for the sake of political convenience.
“It would be a good thing but the main question, which is also the most critical is, can OZ only work on adolescents?” Norman said, outloud to himself than to the others. “Another question I believe we should answer first that what happened with Peter Parker wasn’t a fluke.”
Both Otto and Norman knew that in science, flukes are always possible. Mostly in discoveries but also in the process of creating something. As much as Norman wanted to progress forward with what they now knew about OZ’s capabilities, the odds of Peter being a fluke was too much to simply ignore.
“Get another subject to use in testing OZ. I want to be absolutely sure of what OZ is, what it can do and that any results can be duplicated down to the smallest change.” Norman said before looking at the monitors again, watched it for several seconds and came up with another item in regards to the OZ serum. “And how to counteract OZ should the need arise.”
When everyone heard that, only Shaw understood right away why Norman wanted that in regards to the serum. After all, what good is it to make something that can literally change the battlefield and not make it so it could never be used against you?
Before the meeting was over, Otto asked Norman what preference should he run by when finding a new human test subject. Norman thought long and hard on that. Norman was aware of one of his competitors, Hammer Industries, used convicts for their human experimentations but that was because he had the connections to make prison inmates disappear without anyone even noticing.
But just as Norman was about to consider doing the same, he remembered something he had actually forgot. Something his son Harry had told him but he hadn’t paid any real attention at the time.
“I think I have the perfect subject for you, Otto. Someone else from Harry’s school will be coming here to do something for extra credit or other such nonsense. I believe her name is Jessica Drew and unfortunately, we can only confirm she had made it here and left here. We have no information as to why she didn’t make it home.” Norman said to everyone in the room. “It’s a shame that disappearance of a young girl in New York is something of common place.”
Everyone who heard that knew immediately what to do when this girl would show up. Shaw would kidnap the girl, Justin would ensure cooperation with the local police without incriminating Osborn Industries and Otto would see to the experimentation on the subject personally.
As immoral as it was, Norman had done far more immoral things in his life and wasn’t about to let morality stop him from achieving something that easily outshine what created Captain America. Besides, Norman assumed the girl would thank him from changing her status as a nobody to someone history would easily remember.
Otto Octavius had already anticipated a possible second experiment but still needed a test subject. He had already planned on using another arachnid for the second experiment. However, he had various as to why and one of them was to see how many abilities of the spider did transfer over to Peter Parker. The scientist found it strange that for where the webs the Parker boy was able to create, why did they only come from both of his hands? A possible mutation or unexpected side effect is the only thing Otto could theorize at the moment.
But the one question Otto wanted answer, and didn’t bring up to Norman because he didn’t have enough proof at the time for a definitive answer, was if the OZ serum itself also a part of Peter’s biology. If the OZ serum was at it’s core, like Otto believed, a pure genetic enhancement vehicle then according to that reason the OZ itself would be in the teenager’s system. Possibly even being produced naturally by the teenager’s own biological system, however altered it had become.
Whatever the case may be, Otto knew that only with further experimentation could provide the necessary answer.

-Elsewhere in New York City-
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Little after 7:00 at night, a certain web-slinging superhero was traveling among the building skyline of New York City. Peter Parker, in his Spider-Man outfit, was currently wondering what he was going to do. Several significant event had happened recently, both in his life as a teenager and his alter ego. Currently he was dealing with something that required his alter ego.
While working at his part-time job as web designer at the Daily Bugle, Peter overheard a conversation between Ben Urich, Robbie Robertson and J. Jonah Jameson about a call Ben had gotten from the Latverian Embassy.
While Peter stayed out of sight, he heard Ben talking about a someone from the embassy calling him about the possible disappearance of a intern that worked there. If someone disappeared in New York, there were several typical reasons as to why and usually such incidents were reported to the police. What really got Peter’s attention was when Ben said the person who called him said that the intern got beaten up by the ambassador at the embassy last night before she disappeared.
That was when Peter understood the real reason why Ben was called instead of the police, more so because of the political aspect than anything else.
Peter had hoped that something was going to be done but his boss Jameson spoke a rather cold bit of reality. Whatever happened at the embassy was essentially out of America’s jurisdiction and the whole politics of it would only mean a political incident that no one wanted to deal with would happen. If anything was done, it wouldn’t be before the girl would turn up in the Hudson river with a possible bullet or two in her head.
Peter didn’t know what he could do about it but he knew he had to do something which led him to swing towards the embassy and watching it from a nearby building’s rooftop. He had learned before what happens when he runs into a situation blindly, whether it was as Peter Parker or as Spider-Man, so he decided to plan out a course of action this time.
However, as Peter planned, his mind wandered back to the events that occurred in his high school. Specifically what alerted him to something about himself he wasn’t even remotely aware of.
Something that worried him greatly.
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-12 hours ago-
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Peter had gotten to school about an hour before any of the classes had started. The reason for this was that his friend Liz Allen had left a message with Aunt May. It said she needed to discuss something with him but didn’t say what it could be. That easily made Peter a bit worried since it was possible Liz might’ve figured out he was Spider-Man. A part of him hoped that maybe it was something else completely unrelated to his Spider-Man persona.
Whatever the case may be, it was something Peter couldn’t just ignore. Liz was still his friend and he wasn’t about to let her down if could help in some way.
Inside the high school, Peter notice that there were a few faculty members that were getting things ready for the coming school day. They notice him as well but since Peter still had a reputation as a nerd, even among the faculty, they didn’t mind him being inside the school so early.
Making his way through the building, Peter headed for where Liz told him to met her. It was a bit strange that she had chosen the school’s library but it made sense since only the library was open to the students before classes began. Once inside, Peter looked around and saw that Liz was near the rooms in the library that held computers that were used for special research such as reading old newspaper articles for history reports.
Of course, every student in school knew that the computers were used for almost everything but research most of the time. It amazed Peter on how the school administration hadn’t figured out yet some of the illegal activities that the students use the computers for, especially since there was a student that used the computer to make bootleg copies of hardcore porno movies and sell them to the students. It was only a matter of time before someone would catch on but so far, it was two years and counting if what Peter heard was true.
While walking toward Liz, Peter notice the expression on her face. It was one of deep contemplation, as if Liz hadn’t figured out what to say just yet. It didn’t really send a positive vibe in Peter’s mind despite the fact it seemed ironic for Liz to be in deep contemplation in the library when she usually use the library as a gossip hub for the school.
“Hey, Liz.” Peter said, startling Liz when he spoke.
“Oh, hey Peter. I see you got my message.” Liz replied.
Peter caught a sense of apprehension in Liz’s voice. Again, Peter got the feeling that what Liz wanted to talk to him about wasn’t something he might like. There were only a few things that Peter could think of at the moment and the first one that came to his mind was connected to Spider-Man.
“Yeah. What is it you want to talk about?” Peter asked, feeling a bit of dread in what Liz might say next. That and another feeling started to grow when Peter was relatively close to Liz.
“Um…not here.” Liz said before walking to one of the empty rooms. They weren’t soundproof but they at least had a blinders one could draw close for some privacy.
Strangely, Peter’s dread didn’t grow when he entered into the room with Liz and closed the blinds. That foreign feeling Peter had earlier actually grew a little more when the thought of being alone in a room with Liz enter into Peter’s mind.
When Liz moved to close the blinds, Peter took notice of what she was currently wearing. A black tank top with an exposed back that could be argue in that it helped either augment her bust or call more attention to her bust. The light-blue pants she wore definitely showed off her very shapely ass but it might’ve been because of the heel-shoes she was wearing. The way she had her hair done also suggested that she had put more effort than usual for her today outfit.
Though Peter had seen her wear something similar before, he knew enough that Liz only did this because she wanted to get someone’s attention but in a subtle manner. He remembered someone tried to start a rumor that said Liz Allen was essentially a slut in high school. But that rumor never took hold which Peter was actually glad to know.
However, because of that little trip down memory lane, Peter pictured Liz Allen naked right in front of him. He continued to do so even when Liz turned around and began talking to him. Oh, he heard the sounds and words but his mind wasn’t really focused on anything else except what it might be to enjoy Liz Allen in the way he had enjoyed Mary Jane Watson.
“Peter, are you listening to me?”
That shook Peter out of his little daydream but it also annoyed Liz when she had to repeat herself. What she had said before actually took some effort on her part to say.
“What I want said was…what’s going on between you and Mary Jane? And don‘t skirt around the question.”
When Peter heard the word ‘skirt’, his mind already interpreted it in another way. Even a kind of inner voice said that it wouldn’t mind getting under Liz’s skirt if she ever wore one. It took a bit of effort but Peter managed to keep his thoughts focused more on the here and now.
“Well, I don’t know how to answer that question since I’m not too sure what it is your asking.” Peter remembered the last time Liz asked him a question like that. During Kong’s house party some time ago and it was after Liz had a couple of beers in her system. Peter figured the question didn’t really mean anything since Liz was more than likely not in total control.
What Peter didn’t realize was how close to the truth he was at that moment, about Liz that night.
“Have you two decided to become a couple?” Liz said while looking Peter directly in his eyes.
As Liz looked into Peter, she trying to see if he might be dishonest in his answers. But what she didn’t count on was one of the reasons why she secretly cared for Peter was because of his eyes and how she felt when his gaze was solely on her and made her feel warm.
A gaze that she felt she was in danger of losing.
“Well…can’t really say since to become a couple, there has to be two. Mary Jane would have the final say in that regard.” Peter said honestly since it was in a way the truth. Mary Jane and Peter agreed that they wouldn’t come out as a couple at least for another few more days.
When Peter said that, a thought popped into his mind that wasn’t sexually explicit as it had been a couple of times during their conversation. “By the way, I know I’m not totally in tune with the social nature that is our high school but isn’t that kind of a question meant more for Mary Jane than me?”
Liz wasn’t entirely sure how to answer that question without tipping her hand on the fact she had seen Mary Jane have sex in the girl’s locker room. Ultimately the only reason why Liz was having this conversation with Peter was a part of her was in a form of denial that it was Peter having sex with Mary Jane. She had somehow convinced herself that she never really got a good look at the person that screwed her friend almost silly and she chalked it all up to her mind still reeling from what Mary Jane did or almost did while they were both in the shower area.
At least that was what she had told herself.
So now her choices, as she saw it, was to make her move to claim Peter or not.
“Um…well I did ask Mary Jane and she didn’t really give me a straight answer. I’m asking you because, well to be honest, you’re not that good of a liar.”
Peter had to bite his tongue when Liz said that, mostly to keep his response, which was a laugh, quiet. He may not have been a good of a liar before but at least now he knew Liz didn’t know about his ’after-school activities’.
“Well, I’m glad that’s one aspect of myself that isn’t a negative against me in my high school standing.” Peter said which got a bit of a laugh from Liz when she heard it.
Once that bit of relief hit him, Peter’s mind starting going crazier with certain kind of scenarios with Liz at the moment.
Liz, on the other hand, thought that her suspicions were finally settled. Her mind quickly re-imagined the shower scene and somehow came to the conclusion that Mary Jane was being fucked by Harry Osborn instead. After that, Liz’s mind finished what she believed happened, that Harry had returned from wherever he was sent to by his father and decided to fool around with Mary Jane, quite possibly for the umpteenth time considering how hard of a pounding Mary Jane got.
Once the mood had settled some between the two, Liz decided to ask some more questions. Questions that would help her in getting a better understanding of Peter. The overall knowledge she had of Peter was more or less out-of-date and if she was going to claim him for herself, Liz knew she had to have a better understanding of Peter Parker.
“So, tell me Peter, why did you give up your spot on the basketball team?” Liz asked before crossing her arms under her breasts to subtle raise them a little higher. A tactic that was meant to get a guy’s attention which Liz was pleased it was working on Peter. She smiled when she noticed how hard Peter was trying not to look. “And don’t tell me you weren’t any good at it or it was some kind of beginner‘s luck. You performance during the dodge ball game clearly says otherwise.”
Peter had thought that what he said before as his reasons for quitting the basketball were good enough. But he should’ve known that if he showed any more skills in gym class like he had in the dodge ball game, it might come back to bite him.
Bite her.
Peter was definitely startled when he heard his own voice in his head telling him to basically bite Liz. He took a moment to focus his mind again so he could come up with a reasonable answer to Liz’s question.
“Well, I guess the best answer is that it just…didn’t feel like it was something I wanted to do.” Peter replied. “I mean, I’m more into academics than sports because I feel that I can do the most through that.”
Bite Her.
This time the voice was more insistent than before. It was almost demanding that Peter do so and as soon as possible. Peter did what he could to quiet the voice while trying to listen to Liz at the same time.
Unaware of the mental conversation Peter was having, Liz wasn’t all the surprised after hearing Peter‘s response. Even she felt it was a bit out of character for Peter while he was on the basketball team.
“That maybe but I doubt that being in sports would have affected your grades in the way you‘re implying.”
While Liz talked, she moved a couple of steps closer to Peter. She even managed to sway her hips a bit which Peter did notice. Again, the voice in Peter’s mind stated again to bite Liz. What really got his attention was when the voice added a bit of information that Peter didn’t realize he had.
To bite Liz like he had bitten Mary Jane.
Peter didn’t do anything except imitate a statue for several seconds. His mind running around, trying to determine if what ‘his’ voice said was true or not. He did remember his mouth did latch onto Mary Jane‘s neck during the two times they had sex but it was hazy on what happened during those two moments.
Liz noticed Peter suddenly freeze up and became a bit concerned.
“Peter, are you alright?” Liz said while getting real close to Peter. Her concern was genuine but because she had gotten so close, her bosom momentarily touched Peter’s chest. The act alone spurred Peter back to life but it wasn’t entirely Peter that was in control at the moment.
Being so close, Liz had no idea that Peter was going to kiss her. Especially with how fast Peter close the distance between their lips.
In the span of the moments before Peter kissed Liz, his mind was in a chaotic state. Essentially, the side of Peter as who he is was conflicting with the side of what he is. His logical side competing with his primal side rather fiercely. The fight was about even until his body registered Liz’s breasts touching his own chest, if even for a moment.
Liz was startled at first but like with Mary Jane, the kiss was allowing some of Peter’s venom to begin transferring to Liz. The initial part wasn’t like any kiss Liz had had before, like her lips had touched something hot. Then the heat steadily spread from her mouth to the rest of her body. Had Liz not been so taken by what the kiss was doing to her, she might have realized that Peter was not only a pretty good kisser but how quickly both of them allowed the kiss to deepen.
Peter took ahold of Liz’s arms rather tightly, clearly indicating that the male teenager didn’t want the female teenager to go anywhere else at the moment. Liz had just enough presence of mind to acknowledge the strength level of Peter’s grip on her upper arms. She didn’t expect Peter to be this strong but because of the warm sensation from the kiss, she also interpreted it as to how strong of desire Peter had for her.
Both teenagers continued the kiss up until the moment they each needed to take in a breath of air. Liz’s vision was somewhat blurred, mostly because her eyes were almost closed. What traces of Peter’s venom that had entered into her biological systems was affecting her enough to be just unaware of Peter moving closer to her neck.
When Peter first bit Mary Jane, his mouth had already latched onto her neck before his hidden fangs pierced her skin. This time, his hidden fangs were visible enough for Peter to catch a glimpse of it off of the reflective surface of the computer’s monitor on Peter’s right side. It was only a fluke of a chance that Peter’s eyes caught it and when he narrowed his vision on the reflection, he saw that he had four fangs in all. Two on the top and two on the bottom with all four almost exactly alike.
Peter touched one of the fangs with his tongue, to see if he might have been hallucinating at the moment. It felt real the moment he touched it but what got his attention was almost right after that all four fangs retreated out of sight. Peter even felt the fangs move inside his gums, like they had settled into some sort of resting or stand-by position but the feeling was so faint that it was almost unnoticeable.
After the fangs disappeared, the voice in his head practically screamed at him to bite Liz here and now. Bite her and make her his next mate.
When Peter tried to understand what he had just seen and felt, he quickly realized that if he hadn’t stopped himself when he did, he would’ve bit Liz in the same area that the voice had told him where he had bitten Mary Jane.
Peter was at a lost for what he was now remembering and what a part of him was telling him what he should do. Not really knowing what to do next, Peter made the decision to leave the room almost as quickly as he could.
Liz was surprised at Peter’s actions, wondering if it was something she had done. She easily enjoyed the kiss Peter gave her so it made her wonder if maybe he didn’t enjoy her kiss. The only thing Liz knew for certain was her heart was pounding her chest, her entire body felt like it was on fire. It also reinforced the decision Liz had made earlier.
She wanted Peter and she was going to have him, no matter what it would take.
Class had yet to start so Peter was still relatively alone in the hallways. He was walking with no real destination in mind but stopped and entered into a boy’s lavatory when he came close to one. Inside, Peter looked at his reflection in the bathroom’s mirror. Or to be more precise, to look at his teeth again to see if the fangs were there.
Peter couldn’t really tell if anything was out of the ordinary but he also knew he wasn’t imagining things either. The teenager figured if his ‘fangs’ appeared as a result of a reflex action, it was possible he could control them by causing whatever it was that allowed them to appear and disappear.
For the next few minutes, Peter tried everything he could think of with his jaw. He clenched his teeth as hard as he could, opened his mouth as wide as he could. He shifted his lower jaw to the left and to the right and forward but still, nothing happened. Peter even tried to push one of the upper fangs downwards by pressing where it was and yet, still nothing happened.
Letting out a sigh, Peter thought about what might else cause his fangs to appear. Peter starting thinking what was going on when his fangs were exposed and the only thing that came to his mind was what he was doing at each moment. Making out with a girl was the only thing that commonly happened.
When Peter’s mind started imaging making out with Mary Jane and Liz, Peter saw in his reflection his fangs appear as subtly as he had seen them disappear. Peter thought he was on to something and so imagined something else that was completely unrelated. His fangs disappeared back into his gums almost the instant his mind had switched gears.
It was at this point Peter started a weird experiment. He made both mental pictures and quick daydreams of various things. It didn’t take long to realize that whenever Peter had something sexually graphic or even intimate enter into his mind, his fangs appeared. When his mind did anything else, the fangs disappeared. Peter even tried to see how fast the fangs would appear and disappear and it turned out that it was almost as fast as he changed his thoughts.
Peter had remembered reading about how the body reacts depending on the thoughts of the person at the time. How a person’s body will react when that person perceives a danger to himself or herself, like how boxers can take punches since the body essentially fortifies itself for incoming attacks.
With that in mind, Peter realized his fangs only appeared when he was engaged in intimate situations. But when he tried to prove this theory, he simply imagined a girl from his own class in a plain setting like sitting at a desk. To Peter’s amazement, his fangs showed up again and disappeared when he didn’t think about the opposite sex.
As best as Peter could tell after thinking about it all day in school, all it took was just thinking about the opposite sex and his fangs appeared.
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-Present Time-
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Peter couldn’t really shake the thoughts from his mind that there was a part of him that reacted in a way whenever he thought about girls. He had been given ‘the talk’ by Uncle Ben and had learned on his own what it means to go through puberty and such. In all honesty, Peter had never fully seen girls in that way even when his overall view of them had changed.
The only thing Peter could think of as to the cause behind all of this was because of the spider that had bit him. Peter knew it was strange to think that something like an arachnid had what could be call a sex drive but then again, one of their kind, a black widow, would kill their mate afterwards so maybe there was much still unknown about them.
Peter wasn’t too keen on the thought of having to relearn what his body could do but he knew it would come to that.
While deep in his own thoughts, Peter heard what sounded like gunshots.
Peter had arrived and took position on a building rooftop that was across the street from the Latverian Embassy. At first glance, the building was almost completely dark, a few lights on but only on the outside. All the windows were covered so there was no way to tell who, if there was anyone, inside.
The teenager hero had thought about sneaking inside to see if that call about the missing intern was right. But he realized that if he got caught, not only would his secret identity be blown but Peter thought it might get as bad as being seen as some kind of terrorist since it was no secret that Latveria hated America.
However, when he heard the gunshots, Peter knew he had to act. All he could hope was that maybe he wouldn’t get in over his head this time. But he also knew that if everything turned out fine, the Daily Bugle would easily report that Spider-Man is some kind of international threat now.
Peter told himself there was no time to be worrying about that now, someone’s life was danger and he had a responsibility to help.
As fast he could, Spider-Man swung down to the street level and near the main entrance to the embassy. No sooner did he touch the ground did he hear more gunshots. Sounds that clearly were coming from inside the building. Before Spider-Man decided on a course of action, someone came running out of the front doors.
The person turned out to be a woman with red hair and almost ran into Spider-Man before stopping a couple feet away from him after being startled.
“Hey. By any chance are you the intern that was reported missing?” Spider-Man realized after he had said it that it sounded rather lame. He knew he could have said something else but nothing came to mind.
“How did you that…?” the woman replied but was caught off when the people who were clearly chasing came through the front doors as well.
Seeing that her pursuers were right on her heels, the woman turned to Spider-Man, her face showing a desperate plea. “Can you help me? Please?”
Not hesitating, Spider-Man instantly took aim with both his webshooters and fired at the men. The two men were webbed to the front doors, distracted and off-balance at the sudden attack. Spider-Man knew the distraction would only last several more seconds but that was all the time he needed.
“You like roller coasters?” Spider-Man asked as he wrapped his left arm around the woman and raised his right arm into the air.
“I-I don’t know…”
“Just go limp for a second.” Spider-Man said before firing a webline and taking off into the air.
The sudden acceleration and direction made the woman cry out in surprise. Spider-Man was worried that he might have hurt her in take off. When he asked if she was okay, her response sounded strange to him but she did reply ‘Yes’ when asked again. As soon as they landed onto one of the nearby building’s rooftop, Spider-Man realized the woman had replied in Russian the first time.
After they had landed on the roof, the woman momentarily lost her balance and dropped to her knees.
“Thank you.” the woman replied while steadying herself and making sure that the bag she had taken with her had all it’s contents.
“Your welcome.” Spider-Man replied while taking note of who he had just saved. “So, like, what was all about?”
“That is what you call…a close call.” the woman replied while taking in a breath to fully calm herself down.
Spider-Man heard police sirens in the distance heading in their general direction.
“Hey, the police actually showed up.” Spider-Man said while looking down at the Latverian Embassy. “If you want, I can swing you back down there and you can tell them whatever you need to tell them.”
“That won’t be necessary.”
Hearing that response sent up a warning flag in Spider-Man’s mind. “Not necessary? Can I ask why?”
“Um…no.” The woman replied while it looked like she was straightening up her hair.
Spider-Man was now more curious about this woman. It was possible she was the intern that was reported missing but with how the situation was developing, more warning flags were popping up in his mind. It was then when she turned to face him, Spider-Man got a real good look at the woman.
She was definitely a beautiful red-head with green eyes and a sexy figure. What made her figure so sexy was because she seemed to be wearing a full body outfit with a kind of triangle symbol on the front that Spider-Man knew he had seen somewhere before.
“Thank you for saving me.” The woman said while looking up and down at Spider-Man. “My, that’s a very attractive physique you have there.”
“No problem.” Spider-Man replied while still taking note of the woman in front of him. “I like your physique as well.”
“Thank you.” The woman began moving closer to Spider-Man. As she got closer, Spider-Man couldn’t help but think of the woman in the same manner he had thought about Mary Jane and Liz.
“So, as my hero, you deserve a reward.” the woman’s voice became sultry, especially as she got real close to Spider-Man. As soon as her face was mere inches away, the woman spoke again in a more sultry voice. “Do you know what a Widow’s kiss is?”
Before Spider-Man could say anything in response, his spider-sense kicked in. By pure instinct motion, Spider-Man barely evaded a hidden needle the woman had in her right hand. Spider-Man had learned to trust his spider-sense and began training himself to instantly react whenever it triggered.
After he had flip away from the woman, Spider-Man took on a rather defensive stance. The woman also took on a stance as well.
“So I guess you do know what a Widow’s kiss is. Shame but you do know a Black Widow is deadlier than any male spider.”
Hearing that, Spider-Man was easily able to pick up on the Russian accent the woman had. That meant this woman was now serious and a fight between was about to happen. Strangely, the fighting stance she had taken seemed to make her even more sexier in Spider-Man’s view. It didn’t help matters when that voice he had heard earlier started telling to bite her as well for she seemed to be an excellent mate.
If it wasn’t for his spider-sense triggering again, Spider-Man might have reeled from the kick the woman had thrown. Though her kick didn’t connect, she didn’t hesitate to sent another that Spider-Man barely avoided too. Even the punches she threw were fast and barely avoided if not for Spider-Man’s spider-sense warning him.
Spider-Man knew if he wanted to, he could easily beat this woman. Probably even kill her with his strength but that wasn’t what he wanted. What he wanted was some answers, like what was a Russian doing inside an embassy of Latveria. It didn’t take long for Spider-Man to realize he wasn’t going to get any from the way she was fighting him.
Once he realized that, Spider-Man decided to end the fight but waited until the moment presented itself. What Spider-Man didn’t know was that the woman fighting him was highly trained former Soviet spy Natasha Romanov, codename Black Widow. She had been contracted by SHIELD for her services in intelligence gathering, specifically anything she could learn at the Latverian Embassy. She was definitely the best at what she did but she found it very irritating that a teenager was able to hold his own against her. That irritation briefly caused her to lose her focus in the fight. She threw a punch that Spider-Man easily caught with one hand. The spy, having been trained it all known forms of hand-to-hand combat, believed herself to be ready for what the teenager might do next.
What Spider-Man really did was something Natasha would never have expected, even with all her life experiences.
After he had caught the woman’s punch easily with one hand, Spider-Man let instinct decide his next move. With his spider-strength, Spider-Man pulled on the woman’s arm which in turn pulled the woman closer to him. The woman lost her balance in the pull so was unable to stop Spider-Man from actually biting her on her left shoulder area.
Natasha’s suit wasn’t bullet proof but she was definitely surprised when she felt four sharp objects sink into her skin. She did let out a scream at the sudden stab of pain but made gasping sounds when she felt something else enter into her. Natasha could only best describe what was entering into her where the teenager was biting her was like molten fire. She tried to break the teenager’s bite hold but she realized her efforts had no strength behind them, that they weren’t even half-hearted attempts.
Spider-Man’s fangs, which had easily pierced his own mask as well as the woman’s outfit, would’ve stayed buried in the woman’s shoulder longer than they had. Because of her attempts at struggling and because of how fast and hard he had sunk his fangs into her shoulder, Spider-Man noticed a familiar taste in his mouth. Having been punched by Flash on multiple occasions when first starting high school, Peter instantly recognized the taste in his mouth as blood. It wasn’t a lot, maybe a few drops that seeped into his mouth along one of his fangs but it was more than enough to snap Spider-Man out of what he was doing and back away from the woman quickly.
Natasha, having been exposed to most poisons and toxins known to man and the after effects of them, wasn’t at all prepared for what she felt after the teenager released her. Whatever he had injected her with made her body feel so completely different while it spread, like it was both hers and not hers at the same time. Natasha was on her knees, a hand over where she was bitten, trying hard to calm her heart and control her breathing as she was taught.
While she got her body back under control, Natasha quickly scanned the rooftop to see where her opponent was. When she noticed she was alone, which surprised her, Natasha took a look at the area where she as bitten. There were four holes in an area on her shoulder that followed a faint trace line which she recognized as a person bite radius. Upon closer inspection, Natasha noticed some bleeding from the four puncture marks but it was nothing more than the same that came from a paper cut.
For whatever reason the teenager had, Natasha was going to find out who he was and why he did what he did. And why was it that she could feel her body starting to miss the sensation she had felt when he did bite her.
After Spider-Man broke contact from the woman’s shoulder, he had immediately took off. It wasn’t because of what he had did, at least not entirely, but how he felt as he had his fangs in her. After he had done some hard web swinging away, Spider-Man landed on a rooftop and removed his mask to examine it. It was easy to see where his fangs broke through the mask and to see a spot of blood near some of the holes.
Spider-Man knew the material that was used for his uniform wasn’t some flimsy piece of cloth. But he also knew he didn’t check to see how sharp his fangs were. What surprised him more was that he didn’t recall feeling anything when his fangs broke through his mask and then breaking through the material of the woman’s outfit before piercing her skin.
When he reached up to touch one of his fangs, Spider-Man felt something different. Taking a look at his finger tips, he notice a substance on them that he knew wasn’t his own saliva. He couldn’t easily tell what it was in the night light of New York City but he could tell it was somewhat white in color. Finding a reflective surface, Spider-Man noticed that the substance was slightly oozing from where his fangs were. When he managed to touch it with his tongue, Spider-Man immediately noticed there was no taste to them.
This fact immediately brought up something the teenage hero hadn’t even remotely considered, even after he learned he had four fangs hidden in his mouth. Aside from making web fluid and building his web shooters, Spider-Man knew he had all other abilities of a spider. Now that he knew he had fangs like most spiders, Spider-Man mentally berated himself since he should have known he also had his own ‘venom’ as well.
These facts started to help connect a lot of dots together for Spider-Man on several issues. He now understood that the part of him that told him to bite Liz as well as the woman he had just fought wasn’t because it wanted him to drink their blood or anything of that sort. It wanted him to inject his ‘venom’ into them and he knew he must have with Mary Jane back when he told her that he was Spider-Man.
There was no doubt in Peter’s mind that he had injected that woman with his ‘venom’ as well but he knew that going back to see what happened as a result wouldn’t be a good idea for several reasons. Unfortunately, when Peter told himself he hadn’t bitten Liz Allen, his mind reminded him of the fact his ‘venom’ had to have merged with his saliva since he saw in his reflection the substance slightly coming from where his fangs were hidden. He also remembered he had seen the same thing before back when he was examining his fangs for the first time.
Peter had noticed it but didn’t pay any attention to it.
That immediately made Peter concerned for Liz. The kiss they had shared earlier was easily the kind of kiss where salvia was transferred and if his ‘venom’ had mixed with his saliva, Peter had inadvertently given Liz his ‘venom’ with neither one noticing until now.
The next decision Peter made was to get over to Liz’s home and see if anything had happened to her. Peter had wished he had talked to her again in school since he might’ve noticed something might be wrong with her way before now.
It took Peter as Spider-Man about an hour to get to Queens from where he was in New York City. Before he got to Liz’s house, Peter changed into his civilian clothes. He hoped that despite it being late at night, Liz might not question it too much as to why he showed up. Peter already knew he was going to have a hard enough time coming up with an excuse since the truth was rather unbelievable.
Like it was common place where a guy went to a girl’s house to see if said guy had infected said girl with a venom said guy didn’t know he had. Peter figured it be easier if he asked Liz if he had gotten pregnant instead even though that was just as ridiculous in his mind.
When Peter got to Liz’s house, he noticed none of the lights inside were on and that the car wasn’t in the driveway. It was possible no one was home and it was a Friday night too which meant Liz was either at a party or in the city catching a movie. Just to be thorough, Peter decided to sneak around back and check Liz’s room since it was on the second floor of the house. He also made sure no one noticed him since the last thing he needed was someone calling the cops for a prowler in their neighborhood.
As quickly and stealthily as he could be, Peter got to Liz’s bedroom window even though he noticed there was no light on before he got to the window. Peter still wanted to be thorough so he wanted to know if Liz was already asleep for the night.
Once Peter’s eyes adjusted to lack of light in Liz’s bedroom, he looked around and found what and who he was looking for. Laying on her side with her back to the window, Liz was dressed in what Peter figured was her nighttime attire. Peter didn’t know much about fashion, especially when it came to what female gender of the world like to wear, but he guessed what she was wearing was a rather see-through baby doll t-shirt and panties in bed.
Since Liz was already in bed, Peter decided to check in on her in the morning. He might have also returned home right away had Peter not heard something coming the from partially opened bedroom window.
“Oh God, Peter!”
Peter had only just turned away from the window when he heard that. His curiosity easily got the better of him and so he leaned in closer to the window while looking back inside.
Peter could easily hear heavy breathing along with moans of pleasure while he watched Liz shifted her position so she was on her back on her bed. Peter was able to see in the low light that Liz Allen was masturbating and from what he could hear, she was masturbating with him in mind.
Had Peter’s mind been more rational at the moment instead of enjoying the idea that a beautiful girl like Liz Allen was pleasuring herself and imagining it was him that was doing it, he might have considered her current actions as proof that his ‘venom’ was indeed affecting her.
Liz, for her part, have been pleasuring herself for some time before Peter began watching her from her bedroom window. In fact, this was her second time masturbating tonight and each time, Liz imagined it was Peter giving her pleasure.
When Liz had started to masturbate again, she was on her side with one hand fondling her breasts and the other stimulating her vagina. Her panties were rather wet from the first time she had achieved her release but Liz didn’t care since the burning desire she felt inside of her had to be quelled.
For a while, Liz pleasured herself before flipping onto her back and spreading her legs apart. With her heels of her feet pressing down into the mattress, Liz began rubbing her pussy directly now than before. For a while, Liz used both hands on her pussy, trying her best to really stimulate her vagina. It worked but then Liz’s nipples started to ache, demanding attention again.
The blonde brought her left hand up to her breast and began groping it over her shirt. Finding her nipple, Liz began to tweak it as she moved the breast around in circles. Liz’s breasts were a bit sensitive but she enjoyed it whenever they were squeezed rather hard. Especially when her nipples were twisted and were given a good pinch.
Rubbing her clit at the same time she roughly fondled her breasts, Liz’s mind began to imagine it was Peter who was responsible for the pleasant sensations racking her body. Although having never seen Peter’s dick, despite what she told herself, Liz imagined that it was quite large and that he was now lining it up with her passage. When the phantom Peter penetrated her, Liz buried a finger as far as it could go inside her cunt. In a rhythm motion, Liz began moving her own finger in and out of her slick tunnel. As Liz did this, she imagined Peter telling her how good it felt to be inside her. She in turn also imagined herself telling him how good and how right it felt for him to be inside of her.
Raising her hips off the bed, Liz really began working her finger inside her and imagined Peter telling her that he was close. Liz increased her efforts on her cunt by adding in another finger to thrust inside of her while her thumb roughly rubbed her clit. Picturing herself clamping her legs around his waist, the fantasy played out with Peter cumming inside of her which in turn triggered Liz’s own orgasm as a result of her self-pleasure.
“Peter!!!” Liz screamed out at the instant her limit was reached.
Tensing when she reached her limit, Liz’s release soaked her panties easily with some actually dripping onto the bed itself.
Letting the lower half of her body fall back onto the mattress, Liz gave her pussy a few more gentle rubs, sending some last shivers of pleasure through her. Pulling her hand from her soaked panties, Liz spread her fingers, blushing at the sight of the strand of her release that coated most of her hand. She wasn’t ashamed or embarrassed of what he had done to herself but she was certainly wishing that who she had imagined giving her such pleasure was real.
“God, Peter. Where are you when I need you?” Liz said in voice that clearly had hints of desire and wanting that were directed towards a certain individual.
That was all the enticement that Peter needed but truth be told, he had more or less decided to join Liz.
He had already snuck inside of Liz’s room while she masturbated. Since the window was already cracked open, it was easy for him to open it up enough for him to sneak in. Peter was kneeling right next to the bed, almost mesmerized by the sight of Liz giving herself pleasure. The part of him that had told him earlier to bite Liz was now telling him to join her. An idea that Peter wasn’t going to argue with.
When Liz said that she wanted him, Peter reached out and took her hand that was coated in her juices. This startled Liz, almost made her scream out in surprise but when she noticed it was Peter who took her hand, she kept her quiet.
Liz watched as Peter brought her hand close to his face. He sniffed her hand a bit before he began to lick her fingers clean. Neither one understood why Peter was doing this, especially Peter but he wasn’t about to stop either.
When he finished, Peter noted that there was a difference in taste. Liz’s love juice was definitely different when he compared it to Mary Jane’s but he found that neither one was better than the other. At least in his personal opinion, it was like Mary Jane was strawberry and Liz was honey.
It took about a minute before Liz found her voice. “Peter. Wh…what are you doing in my room?”
It was a strange question to ask since just a moment before Peter took her hand, Liz had openly said that she wanted Peter with her right now. In fact, Liz’s mind wasn’t really working on the side of reason since the only thought she had was more pleasure, any pleasure from Peter immediately.
Peter’s response, however, wasn’t made with words. Still kneeling next to the bed, Peter leaned forwards enough so it was easy for him to kiss Liz with the same passion he had when he kissed her back at the high school library. Again, Liz was surprised but any protest she might’ve had, in fact any real thought in her mind disappeared when she began to drink in Peter’s kiss.
While he kissed Liz as deeply as he had before, Peter admitted to himself that there was a difference between kissing Liz and kissing Mary Jane. Even the smell from Liz’s earlier release that still hung lightly in the air, it was distinct but not unpleasant to his sense of smell.
All in all, Peter’s desire to take Liz, which was already great from what just watching her masturbate, grew with each passing second. He remembered that he had came to her home to see if she was alright but that didn’t matter to him at the moment. All that matter now was that Peter wanted Liz here and now. Though Peter knew he had Mary Jane, he wanted Liz like that as well.
To feel her skin, her hot breath against him. To hear her respond as he tasted every part of her. Peter wanted to make love to her and Liz wanted it as well. Liz wrapped her arms around Peter’s neck and pulled him onto the bed with him being ontop of her.
For several moments they kissed until both had to stop to catch their breaths. Both teenagers looked into each other’s eyes. Even in the low light, both could see the hunger that the other held for them. It was true that Peter desired Liz, but it was more animalistic than the desire Liz had for Peter.
Peter could still taste Liz’s lips on his and like before, it reminded him of the taste of honey. For a brief moment, Peter realized what was happening but he wanted this to happen. He wanted Liz and to Hell with whatever consequences his desire would bring him.
Liz’s heart was racing as she felt Peter on top as her hands went to work. She could feel the hard muscles that was under his clothing which was something she never would have expected. To her, feeling Peter‘s body, it was like she was feeling a marble statue. Smooth like polished glass but strong and hard as stone.
Peter definitely had a slim muscular build then a bulky one like other guys she knew. All in all, Peter felt perfect to her and easily reinforced the belief she had that maybe, Peter was the one for her. She felt his hands on her body, slowly moving down her sides and to her hips. The touch alone sent shivers as well what felt like a light electric touch when Peter’s hand completely touched her hips before moving back up. Liz let out a gasp at the feeling, her mouth opened enough for Peter lean forward again to resume kissing her. Liz felt Peter’s tongue enter into her own to explore her mouth. She moaned as she started to slightly suck on the tongue.
Peter admitted that Liz was indeed a great kisser, but he figured that it was because of various previous experiences. He had that in mind when he felt Liz’s hips grind against him and, more importantly, his growing erection through his jeans. Peter moved his right hand up and he placed it on one of her breast and gave it a good squeeze. The sharp moan told him that he surprised Liz but he gently started to massage the flesh causing her to moan while they continued to kiss. Peter felt and took note of Liz’s breast, how firm and perky it was but was still had a softness to it. Only for a moment did Peter compare Liz’s breasts to Mary Jane’s before his mind told him what he should be doing with Liz’s pleasure mounds.
This continued for a few minutes, their lips tasting the others, their tongues exploring the other’s mouths. Liz took the time also to feel Peter up as he was feeling her. When her hands reached downward, Liz was impressed with how well toned Peter’s butt felt when she gripped it. Liz didn’t even realize that as she gripped and squeezed Peter’s ass, she used the leverage she now had to grind even harder against the tent in Peter’s pants. This made Peter groan and responded by ripping Liz’s upper clothing open so he could directly touch both breasts with both of his hands.
Though her lips were still locked with Peter’s, Liz wasn’t kissing but loudly moan into her nighttime lover’s mouth as Peter’s grip on her breasts was more than she had ever felt before. Though it wasn’t driving her over the edge, what Peter was doing to her made Liz give into her lust which was demanding more from Peter.
Peter had planned on taking one of Liz’s breast into his mouth right after he broke the kiss but was surprised when Liz somehow managed to flip their positions. Liz was now ontop of Peter and straddling him so he wouldn’t be able to move, which of course Peter had no intention of doing.
Though Peter was surprised by the sudden change in position, he was more surprised when Liz reached for his shirt and practically ripped it off of him. The same could be said for the rest of his clothing as Liz grabbed hold of Peter’s pants and took them off of him without even taking off his shoes first. All his clothing was thrown to the floor on the right side of Liz’s bed, his shoes bouncing hard off the wall because of how hard Liz threw Peter’s clothing.
Luckily for Peter, in her haste to remove his clothing, Liz didn’t notice his Spider-Man outfit that he wore underneath his civilian clothing. Unluckily for Peter, he felt the elastic band of his underwear break when Liz took them off of him.
Liz ran her hands over the exposed flesh, almost mesmerized at the feel and warmth of what she saw.
‘God he feels great,’ Liz thought to herself, feeling her body trembling in anticipation for what she wanted next while her hands roamed over Peter‘s upper body.
After she felt all over Peter’s chest, Liz reached up to remove her torn shirt.
“You’re mine now, Peter Parker.” Liz said once she removed her panties and straddled Peter again, but just above his fully erect cock was.
Liz could easily feel it pressing against and then in-between the cheeks of her ass. What she could feel gave her a good idea how well endowed Peter was. The warmth that she could feel just by skin contact almost made her impale herself upon Peter’s rod but she wanted to deeply enjoy herself first.
Liz leaned forward so she was able to take one of Peter’s nipples into her own mouth. Peter let out a sharp gasp when he felt Liz actually bite his nipple before dragging her tongue all over it. She even sucked on it for a moment before giving the same attention to his other. When she finished, Liz moved up so she could deeply kiss Peter but was surprised when Peter gave her bare ass a very tight squeeze.
She became even more surprise when Peter lifted her enough into the air so Liz’s snatch could be repositioned from his waist area up to his face. Liz’s hands grabbed onto the headboard of her bed to steady herself from the sudden movement but then starting hanging on for what seemed like dear life as Peter assaulted her wet vagina with his mouth.
“Wrong Liz Allen. Now, you are mine.” Peter said, briefly stopping before eating out Liz’s pussy like a man who had gone without any kind of food for months.
Though Peter’s tongue did most of the work, his fangs had come out and had already pierced Liz’s sink. His ’venom’ steadily poured into Liz, making it feel that her loins were set ablaze.
“OH GOD!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!! AHH!!” Liz managed to say while it felt like her entire body was set on fire and was burning her alive. Her body bucked several times while Peter continued drinking in Liz’s juices that poured out of her.
Peter even had to make sure that Liz’s legs didn’t become like a vice on his head by holding her legs in place. Peter even stopped using his tongue against Liz’s vagina since her juices seemed to be pouring out with little effort on his part. So much so that Peter couldn’t keep up no matter how fast he swallowed. As much as he wanted to continue drinking Liz, Peter moved away, reluctantly, and stood on his knees on the bed behind Liz who was panting heavily while slumped against her bed’s headboard.
“Oh God. Oh God. Ah, shit!” Liz said, her mind barely able to comprehend the sensations she felt entering into her from her lower body. Her strength was considerably low but she managed to turn her head in order to see Peter behind her, to watch as he put his hands on her hips and got aligned himself for only one thing and Liz knew what it was right away. “Take me. Take me now. Make me yours.”
Peter got up close to Liz, right next to her ear. “Are you sure?”
Liz couldn’t help but shudder a bit at both the warm breath she felt from Peter as well as the promise she could hear in his words. But Liz didn’t get a chance to respond when Peter, who was already set to penetrate the girl when he spoke, practically rammed into her as far as he could.
“AHH!” Liz yelled out at the sudden movement. She had an idea at how big Peter was but what she felt inside of her was at least twice the size of what she expected.
Peter knew that Liz wasn’t a virgin but was still amazed at how tight she was. So much so that Peter wondered if he was stretching her out. Peter started off slow at first, making, long drawn out strokes inside of Liz. He wanted this to last and from the sounds of moaning, Liz was getting into it. Peter reached up and gripped Liz’s breasts and then running his hands over them as he relished the feeling of her mounds. Liz arched her back, her hands gripping the headboard with her nails starting to dig into the wood material. Liz had never known such pleasure before in her life, even with the times she had spent with Flash. Then Peter’s hands moved over her erect nipples and began to play with them in a way Liz had never experienced before.
Peter’s thumbs pressed down on her nipples first and, with his ability to cling to most surfaces, he moved his thumbs around with Liz’s nipples following the motions. Even when his thumbs went forward, the nipple were pulled out as far as they could possible go. In truth, Peter had wondered about this and had originally planned on doing so with Mary Jane.
“AH!” She cried out feeling it and it took a few seconds to realize what was happening but not understanding or even caring how Peter was doing this.
Liz, almost completely lost to her lust, had started to thrust her hips in sync with Peter’s thrust, causing more pleasure to shoot through her body. Her head was thrown back while Liz was now almost screaming in pleasure as Peter’s pace steadily increased. Liz’s body leaned more against Peter until the point her entire body almost completely limp. Her hands had let go of the headboard and simply bounced at her sides as a result of Peter now really pumping Liz’s vagina.
Neither teenagers even noticed that because of Peter’s actions, the bed they were on was banging against the wall rather loudly. Or even the dents in the plaster wall that were getting bigger with each impact.
“Oh god Peter…yes…like that…please don’t…don’t stop…aw fuck!” Liz managed to moaned out. Her throat hoarse from her earlier screams of pleasure but she was still able to voice the sensations she was feeling.
Peter leaned forward and latched onto Liz’s neck and started sucking on it, Lost in his own lust, Peter didn’t realize that seconds after his lips connected to Liz’s neck, his fangs sunk into her skin and began injecting her with his ‘venom’ again. This act made Liz’s eyes almost roll completely back into her head, her mouth open almost as wide as possible as if she was screaming at the top of her lungs but it was silent. Her hands reached up and grabbed onto Peter’s head in an act that seemed like she didn’t want Peter to move away from where his mouth was.
The girl didn’t even bother to care that with each thrust Peter made into her, his hands squeezed her tits tightly. Though his nails weren’t digging into her skin, there were definitely going to be hand-shaped bruises as a result but the pleasure Liz was receiving was something she didn’t want to stop.
For another minute, this was the scene on Liz’s bed, the blonde girl on her knees being pounded from behind until his thrusts become so much that Peter fell onto his back with Liz laying out on top of him. His cock was still buried deep inside the girl’s pussy so it was only a brief moment before Peter resumed thrusting in and out of Liz’s completely drenched pussy. His mouth didn’t leave the spot on Liz’s neck either.
About a minute later, Peter reached his limit and fired everything he had right into Liz’s womb. The instant the semen touched her inner walls, it felt like an explosion happened inside of her.
“PETER!!!” Liz yelled out, completely emptying her lungs. Her cry was so much that almost every house on her block could have possibly heard her yell since her bedroom window was open the entire time from Peter sneaking in.
Peter might have gone another round with Liz but having web swing into and out of New York city as well as the rest of the day’s events, he had put everything he had left into Liz. He was spent and had no ambition to even move. In fact, Peter had no other real thoughts other than enjoy the warm of the naked girl on top of him.
Liz for her part, was almost completely out after her orgasm happened. She had just enough strength in her body to move so she could lay on top of Peter, to use his sweaty, toned chest as a pillow. Liz made a faint whimper sound when she felt Peter’s cock leave her when she moved her body but still enjoyed the warmth she felt from the rest of his naked body. Even hearing his heartbeat sounded like a lullaby for Liz.
Before her mind shut down completely for the rest of the night, Liz took a moment to examine her situation as best as she could. The only real thought she had was now she had in her life what she wanted. Regardless of whatever circumstances, situation or remote possibility of what was between Peter and Mary Jane, it didn’t matter to Liz. All that matter to her was to have Peter in her life and she wasn’t going to let anyone take him away from her. Not without a fight.
Unfortunately, Liz had no idea that what she meant metaphorically this night would become literal in ways she never even dreamed. But she wouldn’t hesitate to burn those that would threaten her and Peter.
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Next Chapter: Revelations.
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Author’s Note: Long chapter, I know but some groundwork had to be laid out for what’s going to happen in later chapters. The next chapters will deal with Peter learning what his ‘venom’ is and what effects it is having on the people who have been exposed to it.
As always, reviews, not flames, are always welcome. I might have missed something that could easily work with this kind of story.
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