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IM/DC Chapter 172
🕑 Added 2024-08-09 22:04:46 +0000 UTCThird-Person Point of View
Spider Gwen swung from rooftop to rooftop. She was doing more of that than fighting crime recently. There was just less crime happening and it gave her plenty of time to get lost in her thoughts. Everything that happened recently… The situation with Miles had only gotten worse, not better as he refused to talk to her about it.
It made her really not see a future with him if the moment she lost her beauty he’d leave her to fend for herself. The only men who wanted to date her were either with someone now or not her type… Well, there was that one man who fixed her face but he was with other women already. It really only left her with three choices.
Put her foot down and get to the bottom of why Miles ran when she needed his help the most and why he wouldn't talk to her. Call the man and see where that led. The final option was just to remain single for now and buckle down. Out of all the options, the one she kept thinking about was the man. She refused to be in a relationship with him as she was solely monogamous… But having her brains fucked out of her head might give her a better idea of what she actually wanted out of life.
In the middle of the air while falling towards the ground she nonchalantly pulled the phone out of her jacket and began calling the man before she shot out more webbing to stop herself from splatting on the ground.
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I tossed another dead mobster who was creeping into my territory into the pit as two of my men started to pour in gasoline. It was crazy how many people would get greedy and try to take what wasn’t theirs over and over again. Like an endless tide, no matter how many I killed they just kept trying to sell weapons, drugs, or flesh in my territory without me getting a piece.
Lighting a match, I go to throw it into the pit but the wind puts it out. One of the nameless henchmen makes a joke. “They don’t show this in the movies do they?” The other mook began to laugh as I did away with the normal ritual and just snapped my fingers causing a spark to ignite the bodies. As if someone timed it my phone began to ring. I saw who was calling and looked at the higher-ranked goon.
“You able to handle it from here? I got a hot date tonight.” The comedian goon spoke up again. “Boss always has a hot date.” I couldn’t help but laugh as well. He wasn’t wrong. “Alright, I’ll let you guys handle it from here. Make sure you grind the bones down to bonemeal and we’ll donate it to a wildlife habitat or something.”
I answered the call as I magically silenced the goon who thought he was funny in the middle of a quip as I walked away. “Hello. This is Danny Storm. May I know who’s calling?” I waited for her to speak and there were a few seconds of trepidation before she finally spoke. “I-it’s Ghost-Spider. You… You said to get a hold of you if I wanted to talk… Well, I want to talk.”
I portalled to a building she was swinging passed and yelled towards her. “Alright then, what do you want to talk about?” Her spider sense flared at the sudden intrusion as she stopped her webbing from going forward and latched onto the building launching herself in my direction. I summoned two chairs as she sat down. Conjuring a table and some drinks for her as well as mocktails for myself. I played therapist with her for the next hour as she cried so loud that we had to flee the roof because people were coming up to investigate.
One thing led to another and we ended up back in her studio apartment kissing our way to her pull-down bed. I started cleaning her room telekinetically as I opened her fridge up and looked at what she had in it from the corner of my eye… Fuck, her empty fridge is going to bother me the entire time I was fucking her… Unless. What if I stealthily filled it full of food and drinks… Or better yet just completely replace it. No, that’s too much right off the bat and I’d need to have replacement fridges ready beforehand.
As she pulled off her suit top and bottom I opened her pantry and filled it with cereals and canned food as she sultrily spoke while I finished scanning and cleaning her bathroom. “I’ll leave the hood on.” Now that I was paying attention after cleaning and fully restocking her house I could see her body. She had breasts on the smaller side and both were pierced.
She had two piercings in each ear, her eyebrow, tongue, both nipples, her navel and clit. I didn’t need to scan her kinks to know she was an adrenaline junky who liked to try new things and had a high pain tolerance. As I pulled her in to scan her I was spot on but she also liked pain and got off on fighting sexually. The better the fight the hornier she’d get.
Pulling her on top of me, her ass hotdogging my penis I put one of her breasts in my mouth and tongued her piercing. I kept swapping between her piercings kissing all over her body, even raising her up by her ass to kiss her clit piercing until I brought her back down onto my lap as we connected. Just from penetration, I felt the shiver of her body adjusting to my size.
While she sat in my lap facing me she wrapped her legs around me as I picked her off my dick slightly before dropping her back down. As we made slow passionate love, kissing her all over while she bounced on me I brought her to her first orgasm. Soon enough I was orgasming as well and gave her a smirk before asking. “You ready for the real stuff now?”
She smiled as she unconsciously licked the gap between her teeth before she playfully bit her tongue and spoke. “Sure, let’s go all out.” In one swift motion, while still inside her, I went from a sitting position to a kneeling position as I gave her a few pumps before putting her back on the bed and pushing her legs up into a mating press. Her body was strong enough to take a hard pounding and I remembered right before we went nuts to put out the newtons baffle to stop anyone from hearing her scream in pleasure.
I brought her to her tenth orgasm and she moved her head towards mine kissing me. Blowing hair out of her face before smiling at me again she teased. “I thought you said you were going all out. How am I still conscious?” I hadn’t tested the drug on people with the spider mutation yet but… What was the worst that could happen?
As I pulled out the drug and jabbed it into her side her eyes went wide and her pupils shrank as she became almost feral, pulling herself up into me as she fucked me like I was her soul mate. She fucked me like if we lost connection she wouldn’t exist anymore. As I slammed down pinning her to the bed as it started to buckle I knew we were in for one hell of a night. As she bit me and actually drew blood I was scared for a moment as I looked at the crazed expression in her eye like she wanted to fuck me before biting my head off and consuming me.
