Spider-Man Holiday One Shot Stories
Halloween – Morgan Le Fay
Co-Writer GreyKing46
We do not own these Marvel characters.
Authors notes: Welcome ladies, gentlemen and Marvel fans of teen and up. Welcome to Spider-Man Holiday One-Shot Stories. These new stories are centred on our beloved Spidey falling in love with any heroines, villainesses and gender-bent heroes. And to start things off is: All Hallows Eve. And the lucky woman is Morgan Le Fay. Let's begin.
October thirty first. Halloween day; New York was buzzing with witches potions, ghoulish tricks and festive treats. However this time of year drew some unwanted themed villains to ruin the day for our friendly neighbourhood hero.
And the one to stop them... the Amazing Spider-Man!
"You know Hobgoblin, it's getting REALLY old you attacking on Halloween. Why don't you try and shift it to Arbour Day?" Spidey quipped
"I DO attack on Arbour Day!" Hobgoblin shouted throwing a pumpkin bomb at the Spider-Hero
"Oh yea..." Spidey nodded, dodging
He landed on the back of the Goblin Glider and performed a suplex on his adversary throwing him off balance…and off the glider.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Hobgoblin yelled as he was sent flying
"Next stop: Fifth and Seventh Avenue!" Spidey joked as he leaped of the glider, webbed up Hobgoblin and soared down using a parachute of his own webbing. 'Then for some R&R...' he thought
He grinned happily, swinging away
Peter had landed back at his home again. Being president of Parker Industries was tiring but it also helped sort his financial problems, but he almost never had time for holidays.
But tonight...Parker Industries was hosting a Halloween party!
"Now...what to go as..." Peter thought to himself. He didn't particularly want anything in the "norm" of Halloween, but yet he didn't want to be TOO unique.
Eventually he decided to go as a king who was covered in blood, looking like he was dying.
"Awesome. Now...ladies and gentlemen. Let the scares begin." Peter smiled "Better make sure that people can get here." Peter began to call a taxi firm.
"Hello Mercury Taxi's." A kind voice asked
"Hi, I'd like to book some taxis for the following at six PM..." Peter spoke
*Some time later*
People started coming from their homes, dressed as: mummies, werewolves, witches...even one of the taxi drivers was dressed in what appeared to be in a bloodied rag-doll like costume. "Thank you ladies and gentlemen; enjoy your night. Happy Halloween." the rag-doll taxi driver smiled
"Thanks Joel." they answered.
Peter smiled as his guests entered his home
"Welcome everyone. Welcome, welcome." Peter greeted each one as they went for the civilized yet fun party.
He looked at everyone with a wide, happy grin
As time went on a new person arrived in Joel's "Haunted Taxi" "Your stop here Miss." Joel opened the door.
And out came a woman dressed in an amazing sorceress's garb.
She had long, smooth black hair that reached her ass and shinning green eyes. She was wearing a long green dress with a cut that went down to her navel, BARLEY covering her chest, with a belt made of skulls. Her nails where red and sharp and she wore a black choker around her neck.
"Brilliant costume." Joel commented positively
"Yours looks really authentic." She answered
"Yeah I know. Have a good night." Joel waved and headed out.
'Parker Industries.' She thought, entering the party with her black heels clicking rhythmically on the concrete.
She opened the doors and blended into the crowd, she smiled as she saw the numerous people talking and enjoying themselves.
'Soon... You will be MY people.' She thought, conjuring a green traditional witch's hat and put it on her head to blend in more before she bumped into someone
"Oh man sorry." The someone apologised and it was revealed to be Peter in his bloodied king's costume.
"No, it was MY fault My King." Morgan curtsied
'My King...? Oh, the costume.' Peter thought "It's no problem...you a friend of someone here? I haven't seen you around the Industries." he asked kindly
"Yes." She quickly lied. She was actually sneaking in to make her way to the new energy supply that Parker Industries had created. She needed the boost for her spell
"Well. How's the party for you?" Peter asked holding a cup filled with fruit juice.
"It is bright and enjoyable. Not what I think of when I think of Halloween." Morgan smiled, needing to blend in 'Although this man IS attractive.' She thought offhandedly
"I'm glad; it's kind of nice to have a Halloween that's not filled with crazy/realistic monsters. People forget about the nice things without Green and Hob Goblins roaming around." Peter explained passing a cup of fruit juice to Morgan.
"Oh, thank you." She responded
She held the glass tenderly, taking a small sip of the liquid
"So, how about a tour? You look a bit out of place." Peter offered
"I would not be against it." Morgan smiled
As Peter began to take Morgan around the Industry, her mind was wandering upon seeing Peter.
He was very nice, cute and he looked amazing in that king outfit
"So...tell me about yourself. I bet you're tired of just walking around listening to music." Peter asked
"... Not much to tell." She smiled
"Come on. You haven't even told me your name." Peter answered
"... Vivian." She lied
"Nice to meet you Vivian. Now; here's the project we're currently working on." Peter opened the door revealing the latest project.
"Hmm... what is it?" Morgan hummed, taking another sip of her drink while wondering why he was showing her this... before subtly using her magic to change his drink to very potent wine
"It's a new prosthetic for people with genetic defects and wounds." Peter explained
"Impressive." Morgan nodded, looking at the small chamber but not really caring since it wasn't what she wanted "Do you have anything else? I'm intrigued." she asked
"Hmm?" Peter asked as he drunk his drink "S-Sure...Phew...what did..." Peter shook his head feeling the wine swim down his gullet.
He staggered a bit and lead her further into the building
'That's it...show me what I seek.' Morgan smiled drinking her fruit juice.
They soon arrived at another room which basically had a... well... super scientific looking science cylinder
"Excellent...thank you Peter...this is what I need." Morgan smiled cradling the cylinder in her hands
"Err... okay?" Peter shrugged, noticing his cup was refilled 'When did this happen?' He wondered, drinking
'I should thank you...but it'd be more fun to create my world...' Morgan smiled beginning her incantation
"You should go to bed." She suggested, Peter nodding and walking away
"Now then..." Morgan smiled as a purple heptagram...a seven sided star appeared before her feet.
She began to chant, magic pulling away from the cylinder and into the heptagram
*with Peter*
'Sleep...go...go to sleep...' Peter thought as the music was mystifying to his ears.
And he heard a beep, looking to the side he saw a small card but he fell asleep on the bed
*With Morgan*
"...Transmogriforium Epsila Kyrolgaia Camelot..." Morgan continued to chant.
And then... the world glowed green
"Come...come to me my New World." Morgan spoke softly but powerful.
"COME!"
*time skip*
Sunlight shone through the window of Peter Parker's home, making him groan as he was still asleep and now hungover.
"Ow...my brain...I feel like Juggernaut ran through it with a steam train..." Peter groaned as he pulled himself up from his bed.
But as he looked around he saw it wasn't the amazing penthouse he went to sleep in... it was a medieval bedroom.
"What...Ow...I've GOT to be dreaming..." Peter mumbled as he examined his clothes; he was wearing medieval bedclothes and barefoot.
That was when the door opened and five or six women wearing fine dresses, carrying buckets and cloths and cloths. He noticed the girls looked like Jessica Jones, Rachel Carpenter, Janet Van Dyne and several other female heroes he knew
Before Peter was able to answer the maids began to undress and wash him.
"H-Hey! What?" Peter double took as the girls began to act on the washing.
"Your meeting with Queen Morgan, My King. You must get ready." Jessica Jones said, readying Peter's cloths
"And your armour is ready if you wish to go out today." A maid who looked like Felicia Hardy nodded
"Queen Morgan?" Peter asked, as a girl looking like Laura Kinney began to dry him off.
"Yes My King." Said maid nodded
"My King, your clothes." A maid that looked like Enchantress spoke.
Peter began to try and get dressed but the maids got to work, dressing him with Peter being so confused he didn't know what to say
"There My King. Ready for the rigours of the day." Enchantress spoke.
"Thanks..." Peter was still confused. He was now dressed in blue linen trousers that were snug but also had some freedom and didn't show off TOO much below his leather buckle belt. He wore a blue wool shirt that was covered by a red leather jerkin with a black spider necklace; he also had dark red leather boots. Every inch of him was regal, but he sure didn't feel it; he thought someone was having him on.
And then... A crown was put on his head.
"There...Our King." Janet smiled as she traced down his back subtly feeling his strong back.
"Damn..." Peter felt the weight of it on his head.
"My King, you need to come to the main hall." Laura spoke
"O... okay." He nodded in confusion, following them
He saw tapestries of him winning victories over his various foes: Dr Octopus, both Goblins even Kraven the Hunter. He passed a balcony which showed a kingdom filled with homes, fields, taverns, blacksmiths; the works.
'What... is going on?' He thought
"My King?" Felicia asked kindly
"Felicia, what's going on?" Peter asked
"You are to meet Queen Morgan. She's come a long way to see you My King." Felicia answered
"... What?" He asked
"You mustn't be late." Felicia answered
"Wait Felicia." Peter reached out to her but she backed up in worry.
"We must go." Felicia spoke tearing slightly in her words.
Peter raised an eyebrow as they quickly left, turning to the door in front of him
They entered the room, it was a grand hall: decorative shields and swords, banners depicting a black spider in front of two fields of red and blue. There was a giant hearth in the centre of the room and a fire place behind the King's seat.
"Wow." He muttered in amazement, walking to the throne. He noticed a familiar symbol all over the place. A spider symbol
The doors opened from two soldiers opposite of each other and Laura began to proclaim "Queen Morgan Le Fay, Queen of Magic Arcane, Lady of Magical Beings and Ruler of the Mystical World."
"Thank you my dear." Morgan entered as graceful as a swan.
"... You!" Peter gasped, recognizing her from the party
"Your Grace. It's an honour to see you at last. I've heard of your greatness." Morgan curtsied seeing Peter.
"I... err... Thanks. The same?" Peter muttered before he looked confused to see her holding her hand out expectedly "Huh?"
"You DO remember how to greet a Lady, Your Grace?" Morgan asked
"Oh... oh! Oh right!" He nodded, grasping her hand and kissing it.
"A gentleman as well as a warrior." Morgan smiled "You may go." she spoke to the maids.
"Yes Your Grace." They bowed and left with small sobs.
"It's good to see you King Peter." Morgan smiled
"... Thanks... Queen Morgan." He said in confusion and suspicion
"May we sit?" Morgan asked
"Yeah..." Peter nodded and removed his crown so he could nod properly.
Morgan covered her mouth to hold back a laugh as the two sat at a very large table.
"So...Queen Morgan..." Peter spoke
"Yes." She smiled as two wine carriers poured two metal flute cups with a fine red wine. "Thank you."
"No..." Peter denied the drink.
"It's rude to let a lady drink on her own without the Host's consent." Morgan spoke
"I'm shaking off a hangover." Peter answered honestly
"I see." She said in slight surprise "Well... I suppose it IS early for wine."
"Water my king?" the cup bearer asked
"Do we have any coffee?" Peter asked
"C-Coffee?" the bearer asked in confusion
"… Water please." he muttered
"At once Your Grace." the bearer went off to get water.
"You're a kind ruler, King Peter." Morgan smiled
"I guess." Peter answered not letting his gaze from Morgan waver.
"No, you are. Yours is the most peaceful kingdom which is why I wanted these talks." She said with a small, peaceful smile
"So...may I ask...WHY you came over to talk? Is it a social visit?" Peter asked as a cup of water was put into his hand "Oh, thank you."
"My King." the bearer nodded
"No. It's about an alliance between our kingdoms." she smiled
Peter took a drink "An alliance?" he asked after swallowing
"Of course." she nodded
"Between us?" Peter asked as he put the cup down and looked at her carefully.
"Our kingdoms." she nodded, running her hand across the top of her breast lightly
"You *ahem*. You want to join our kingdoms?" Peter cleared his throat and blushed slightly
"Why yes. It's for the good of the country and for our people." Morgan explained exposing more of her upper leg.
"What... what's going on Vivian?" Peter asked after a calming breath
"You...You remember?" Morgan asked in surprise
"Yeah. What did you do?" Peter asked
"How... How do you remember?"
"I don't know. I just do." Peter answered
"It seems my spell didn't affect you properly...I wonder why..." Morgan answered
"What spell?" Peter frowned
"I used a spell to turn the modern world into the world where knight and magic once ruled." Morgan answered
"... Why?" Peter groaned "And why am I a king?!"
"Because of your costume." Morgan answered
"... What?"
"You remember your costume? You were dressed as a king. My spell worked on everyone who was wearing a costume on Halloween; all of them transformed into their costume. Do you understand?" Morgan asked
"... So my friends where dressed as maids?" Peter muttered
"I guess. Maybe they were feeling frisky. But in any case: I've transformed this world and now...I'm Queen of my own world and you: King of your own." Morgan answered
"Why did you do that? ... Who the hell ARE you?!" Peter groaned
"My titles aren't a joke or something I've made up King Peter. I AM Morgan Le Fay, Queen of Magic." Morgan answered
"... The real one." He groaned
"That's right. I've spent ages being alone and hunted. Is it wrong to have a world where I can be me once again?" Morgan asked
"You're robbing people of their lives." He said simply
"The world robbed me of mine!" Morgan retaliated "My whole life: my home, my family, my friends..." She began to tear up." What's wrong with wanting a second chance?"
"Nothing but... this world has long since passed." He frowned sadly
"That's why I wanted this world...to let me enjoy it just a lifetime longer." Morgan answered
"And what happens when the spell wears off?" Peter asked "Is this permanent or does it just 'last a life time'?"
"It's a life time. More specifically MY lifetime." Morgan answered
"Which is HOW long?"
"If I use my eternal youth spell..." Morgan spoke softly
"Forever...But not?" Peter asked
"A millennium. A thousand five hundred years at most." Morgana answered
"And what happens after that?" Peter asked "Does the world return to normal like you never cast the spell back to the MOMENT you did the spell?"
Morgan nodded.
Peter sighed, he could see that this was not the way for things to go; but he saw the hurt in Morgan's eyes.
Besides, if everything will go back to normal what's the harm?
"... Cast the spell on me to. I'll keep an eye on you." He frowned
"What...?" Morgan asked
"Use the spell on me." Peter repeated
"Why?"
"Because you look like you need someone to look after you. And if this spell is temporary I'll wait." Peter explained
Moran looked in shock... before she hugged him
Peter reciprocated the hug and felt a small warmth trickle down his jerkin; he knew this feeling, he's had enough heartbreak to know it. "I do have one question." he asked
"What is it?" Morgan asked
"Why were my maids crying?" Peter wondered
"Probably unrequited love due to social class differences; the girl dreams of a man she cannot have so they try to get as close as they can." Morgan answered "Or... you fucked them as their King and they were afraid you would marry me for our peace treaty and they might never get to 'feel you' again."
"You know...I can believe that." Peter deadpanned; he broke the hug. "Peace Treaty?" he asked
"Oh, yes...The *ahem* Peace Treaty." Morgan cleared her throat "We have a few choices. Trade or similar situations; or a marriage contract or such."
"Well, let me talk to my maids and see what I did to them and we'll get to work; okay?" Peter smiled
"Fine." Morgan sighed, rolling her eyes
"I won't be long." Peter reassured her, his swordsmen who were there stood to attention "Make sure you keep our guest safe."
"Sir!" they stomped their feet in assurance
He noticed the swordsman looked like Logan as he went deeper into his castle.
He tried to look around the castle for his maids, which was difficult since it was a large castle. But he managed to find: the armoury, the library and the treasure room. "Come on where are they...?" Peter thought as he saw a small group of Ladies In Waiting. "Excuse me. Excuse me. Sorry to disrupt you but do you know where my Maids are?"
The Ladies in waiting were eerily similar to Jean Grey, Emma Frost and Susan Storm. Each dressed in dresses that only expose their feet and their arms. Emma's dress was a silvery white, Jean's was emerald green with gold trim and Susan wore sapphire blue.
Emma's hair was braided into a ponytail and let down to her back. Jean's hair was draped down her left shoulder and was beaded. Finally Susan's hair was like a bob-cut but a single elvish like braid over her right eye.
"They are in their chambers, My King." The Emma look alike curtsied in a polite tone he was not use to hearing from the White Queen
"And where ARE their chambers?" Peter asked
"Down the hall and to the left." the fake Jean added
"It's hard to miss." the double of Susan followed
"Much obliged." Peter bowed and left
"Our King." They curtsied and carried on walking
Peter ran as fast as he could, heading for said chamber and skidding to a halt at the door
He knocked awaiting an answer. He DID hear voices behind the door "Who is it?" Janet's voice spoke
"It's me Peter." Peter responded
"THE KING!" her voice shouted making the other voices go in a panic
'The hell is going on in there?' Peter thought
After a few seconds Julia walked out carefully closing the door behind her "My King. I beg you a few short minutes before we are ready."
"... Okay?" He muttered
Julia was slightly looking away from Peter that got his gears whirring in his head 'What did I do?'
A small series of knocks alerted Julia "We're ready My King." Julia bowed and opened the door revealing the Maids.
"Hello?" Peter asked as he entered
He saw the Maids standing to attention at the foot of their beds "Our King." they bowed politely
"Okay...I want to ask you something and I want you to be honest."
"Of course Your Grace." They nodded
"Have I...ever...made advances towards you?" Peter asked as carefully as he could.
"... Advances?" The Janet maid asked
"Have I been an untoward king? Have I taken advantage of you in a compromising position?" Peter asked
"You have NEVER taken advantage of us." The Felicia one nodded
"Then why do you shy away from me? What's making you nervous?" Peter asked wholeheartedly.
"You didn't take advantage of us. We wanted you to." The Laura nodded
"You...you WANTED me to have you?" Peter shook his head in shock
The Maids kept their lips quiet as they were embarrassed.
"You can speak." Peter allowed them to talk.
"Yes. We wanted it." The nodded in embarrassment
'Wow...even in this world I've got women problems.' Peter thought
"What will you do Your Grace? Now that you know our feelings for you." Enchantress asked
"... I don't know. I mean... I'd have to marry Queen Morgan for the peace treaty right?" He muttered
"True. But Kings can have concubines." Laura pointed out
"I guess that's true. I'd have to check it...Look all I wanted to know about your feelings towards me. Don't worry about your position as my maids; that is secure. I'll go talk to Queen Morgan and hopefully we can move forward from this." Peter smiled as he aimed to leave through the door.
The Maids hearts were a flutter. Their King let them stay on and hopefully they would be together one day...if Queen Morgan allowed it
They all hugged each other, holding back tears.
They were so happy
*with Peter*
'Marriage, concubines...a medieval world for 1500 years...this is a lot to take in...Still as long no long term damage is done.' Peter thought walking back to the Great Hall.
'Well... at least everything will go back to normal after.'
"Hello Your Grace." Morgan bowed
"Queen Morgan." Peter reciprocated "I hope that my soldiers have kept you safe."
"Very thoughtful of you but I CAN take care of myself." Morgan rose.
"True, but it does not mean you HAVE to." he smiled
"Such a gentleman...Now for the Peace Treaty..." Morgan spoke
"Yea... yea... right." he nodded nervously
"So...how should we proceed? Through trade? Marriage?" Morgan asked producing a leather folder that contained all the legal parchments.
"W... what do you think?" Peter asked, not use to this scenario
"I think...it'd be best for everyone...if we wed. It's more...permanent than a "Trading Contract"." Morgan blushed
"... Okay then." Peter nodded, gulping
"You...you agree?" Morgan asked
"Yeah." Peter reassured her 'Who knows, it maybe not that bad.'
"I... will make it worth it." She smiled, running her hand over her stomach
"Alright then." Peter spoke as he went down on one knee, seeing it as the proper way for a king to act "Will you, Queen Morgan, marry me?"
"Yes, King Peter. I would love nothing more."
Peter smiled; although he knew he was playing into someone else's fantasy he did admit this WAS kind of exciting.
But he was surprised when her purple lips pressed against his.
Peter gazed into her eyes and saw tears slowly forming. He guessed they were tears of joy and right now that's what he wanted for her: joy. He entered into a hug with her holding her close; Morgan instantly reciprocated.
The two stayed there, holding each other close
*time skip*
It was some time later; Peter had begun to grow a beard, apparently it was for his good lady fiancée...but I think it's because he wanted to rock an Aragorn beard. Either way he was clean shaven for today, the day he and Morgana were to get married.
"Your Grace." his maids begun to dress him in his royal wedding garbs.
"Thank you, thank you very much." Peter smiled seeing his maids, who were also permitted to be his lovers after his consummation with Morgan.
They all smiled as he was dressed, taking their time and kissing his body lightly as they did
"Okay, okay. We'll have time for that after." Peter smiled. He was dressed in a pair of Royal Blue trousers, Blood Red shoes and jerkin that was concealed by a golden accented red and blue cloak with a golden spider on the back.
"Okay My King." The Janet maid nodded
The maids bowed and left leaving Peter to don his crown once again. He thought happily 'I know this is Morgan's fantasy...but somehow...it's more like reality.' He shook his head "Time for the main event." He left and headed straight for the altar that was hosted outside in the forest where magic had shaped it into a chapel.
"Awesome." Peter grinned as music began to play
"Your Grace." the people at the wedding bowed, even the priest...who looked eerily familiar to Stephen Strange.
The music changed, it was now: Here Comes The Bride. Peter didn't turn imagining his wife-to-be's face in his mind.
She walked down the aisle. Morgan Le Fay.
But he DID turn his head when he realized she was standing next to him
Morgan was dressed in a beautiful white and silver wedding dress, its veil was styled like starlight and spider-webs, the threads along the sleeves and actual dress were woven like elvish markings: interwoven, free-flowing and precise.
"... Wow." He muttered in amazement
"You look pretty "wow" yourself." Morgan smiled
"Please rise." the priest spoke
As Stephen spoke the words to bind Peter and Morgan together, now came their vows. They both had prepared their own, hoping to surprise the other.
"Morgan... My Queen... when we made plans for this wedding it was for peace between our kingdoms. Now I consider you one of my closest friends. Hopefully, soon, I can call that love as I hold you close while protect our homes." Peter smiled "I will hold you, protect you and be by your side from this day forward My Queen. My wife."
"Peter...My King...I hoped that this union will bring peace between our kingdoms. Now seeing your kindness, your passion and your loyalty to both your people and to me, I hope to call this arrangement "Love" as I have lost my heart to you." Morgan smiled behind her veil, crying. "I will love you and be by your side from this day forward My King. My Husband."
"You may kiss the bride." Steven said, closing the book
Peter lifted the veil and saw his blushing bride. With a single move, he began to kiss his new wife; softly, tenderly, passionately.
The people, both magical and mortal cheered. Flower petals fluttered down among them, white and red.
As they broke their kiss they gazed into each other's eyes; they began to walk down the aisle arms linked like a chain that wouldn't be broken. All the while the people cheered at the union of their King and Queen.
*time skip- later that night*
Peter and Morgan arrived to their bedroom; the people in the great hall had left, the festivities had ended but for Peter and his wife it was just beginning. The two began to embrace passionately and slowly strip each other's clothes, Peter's well-toned and defined muscles while Morgan showed her bare breasts to her new husband.
Well... Not that she hid her breasts too much before now
"Are you ready?" Morgan asked
"Yes, My Queen." Peter smiled as he lifted her to the bed, letting her fall gently on the soft furs that was the quilt
"Morgan." She whispered
"Morgan..." He passionately kissed her then trailed down to her breasts.
"Hmm...P-Peter..." Morgan moaned gripping the softness of the quilt.
"Please..." she whispered
Peter complied and begun to trace down, kissing his new wife's body tenderly until he reached her vagina. He started to lick it softly like he was stroking a kitten.
"Oh Peter!" She moaned, melting and yielding to his touch
"Ready?" Peter asked as he crawled forward to his wife's lips and his erect cock just touching her pussy.
"Hhhhmmmmmm!" She moaned, nodding against him
Peter kissed her tenderly and entered her moist pussy slowly. There a sudden jolt of euphoria electrifying Morgan, it was ages since she felt a man inside of her...and she was loving it. "Hmm...M-m-Hmm..." Morgan moaned begging for more.
Peter smiled, nodding as he began to move in and out of her with a steady rhythm.
"Ha, ha, ha..." Morgan panted as she felt her husband's cock fill her pussy with a forceful and warm feeling.
"M-Morgan..." Peter moaned as he neared his limit.
"PETER, I LOVE YOU!" she moaned, cumming
Peter came straight into his wife's pussy; he filled the moist passage with enough sperm to get pregnant within the coming months. He gazed into her watering eyes and smiled "I love you too." Peter smiled kissing her tenderly.
"I...I think...our concubines want some love..." Morgan teased
"Tomorrow my love. Tonight...Tonight is OUR night." Peter snuggled with her.
Morgan smiled, rolling them over and rests her head on his chest "Good."
*time skip, years later*
It was about ten years later, Morgan was sitting by the river bank with a blanket on the ground; she was drinking from her goblet of water seeing the beauty around her. The cheer of seven children close by were in front of her and chasing them playfully was a bearded Peter. "I'm gonna catch ya! I'm gonna catch ya!" he joked
"No you won't!" they called back.
Morgan chuckled lightly.
She knew that, one day, they would die. And one day, this would end. But she and Peter... Hopefully they could have them again in the other world
"Oh...I got ya!" Peter caught them.
"No fair!" they pouted
"Get father!" a girl proclaimed
"Uh-oh!" Peter was piled on by his children
"AAAAAAAAHHH!" He screamed as he was covered
Morgan smiled and shook her head "Okay, that's enough. Leave your father alone."
"Yes Mother/Mother Morgan." they answered except one boy who went over to her.
"My boy...Enjoy playing with your siblings?" Morgan asked
"Hmm-hmm." he nodded hugging his mother
"You're such a good boy Mordred." She stroked his dark brown hair
"Love you Mother." He smiled
*A few months later*
Peter and Morgan were in their bedroom, the two were in an embrace where she was pregnant with her second child. Peter was back from defending his kingdom with his men and he received a proper hero's welcome from his wife and lovers. "Ah, ah, ah...My, My love...You...you're so rough!" Morgan moaned lovingly
"War does that you you...But you and our children give me strength to return!" Peter answered kneading his hands into Morgan's breasts that were producing milk as he squeezed lovingly.
"K-King Peter..." The Enchantress Maid begged for her king rubbing her pussy.
"I-I'm..." Peter reached his limit and came into Morgan's pregnant pussy.
"AH...! P-Peter...Our child...is calm now..." Morgan collapsed onto her husband
"I guess he gets it from his mother." He joked with a loving kiss.
"Our-our King..." Janet Maid moaned exposing her pussy
"I guess it's their turn." Morgan smiled pulling herself off
"I guess so." Peter smiled with a hard cock "Amora..." He ordered
"M-My King..." she smiled as she pushed herself onto Peter's battle hardened cock filling her pussy filled with Her Queen's cum and her King's seed.
The chambers where filled with more and more moans, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room
Peter had already had sex with: Morgan, Amora, Janet, Julia, Felicia and Jessica. Now he was finishing with Laura. "AH, AH, My...My King..." Laura moaned as she was on sitting on him, her breasts lactating and rubbing against his chest with her four month swollen belly.
Peter begun to rub his experienced hands on her breasts and lick her nipples suckling on her teats.
"N-No...that...that's for the baby..." Laura moaned
"Did you say "no"?" He asked teasing, increasing his speed.
"N-No My King..." Laura answered
"I'm sure you did...You know what happens when you say "No" right?" Peter asked stroking down her back and began to knead her ass.
"M-My King!" Laura panted and tightened up as Peter begun to tease her asshole.
"What do you never say?" He grinned
"Never...Never say..."No"!" Laura moaned as she was reaching her climax
"Good girl..." Peter smiled as they both climaxed at the same time.
The pair fell onto the bed where Morgan and the others were sleeping. Laura kissed her King on the chest and fell to sleep "We...love you...Our King..." She drifted off
Peter turned his sights to Morgan who was asleep; he gently grasped her hand and smiled thinking 'I love you...all of you...'
*Time Skip*
It was now a hundred years since Morgan's spell was used
Peter felt older but retained his youth, he was disheartened by the fact his lovers and his children with them had died, but their legacy lived on within their children and grandchildren. His and Morgan's children were old enough to inherit the throne; Mordred looked the spitting image of his father yet his mother's dark hair. And their daughter Guinevere, whom they affectionately call Gwen; she looked like her mother but with brown eyes.
"Father, what will you do after you and Mother will abdicate?" Mordred asked
"We will just relax." Peter smiled "But we will be there if you EVER need advice."
"A Wise King listens." Mordred smiled
"We'll miss you." Gwen hugged her mother not realizing that they still had years left on the throne
"Oh my dear. We won't be far. We'll be close by." Morgan answered motherly.
"Yea Princess. We'll always be here." Peter smiled
Gwen snuggled in close to her parents; though Mordred thought it was infantile...he joined in. He always put family first, that's why he always helped his half cousins with their work; he'd always be there for family.
They all would.
"Now...What's on today's agenda?" Peter asked
*time skip*
It was the last day.
When the sun set, Peter and Morgan would die and the spell would end
Peter looked like himself still; his hair was tied at the back and was tinted grey from age he didn't sport a beard as he wished to leave this world as he entered. His clothes were regal in nature but they were more free fitting, he looked like his old Spider-Man costume except for the black being replaced by the gold.
Morgan was dressed like an elvish queen: an silver accented with dark green flowing robe. Her hair was now silver as starlight and free-flowing like the Milky Way.
Peter took a long inhale and exhaled just as slowly "1500 years..."
"Our kingdom thrives...and so did our children..." Morgan leaned into her husband of so many years.
"Our last day of this life..." Peter sighed
"But what a life..." Morgan kissed his cheek.
"What a life." Peter smiled "My Queen... My Lady Morgana... My love."
"Will you still love me when I'm old and grey?" Peter joked
"But of course I do." Morgan followed suit.
Peter chuckled "Morgan...when this ends...I'll find you again."
"W-What?" she gazed lightly.
"I'll find you when the world returns to normal. And then I'm going to kiss you." Peter smiled
"Peter..." Morgana kissed him tenderly "You may not remember..."
"I don't care. I remembered when the spell first changed the world...I'm sure I'd remember on the reverse." Peter stroked her hair exposing her beautiful eyes. "I'll remember you my love."
"Then to our hopeful future my love... Let us make this a night to remember." Morgan asked
"One last night together...King and Queen." Peter smiled
Morgan shook her head as she began to strip "Husband and wife." she cried happily.
Peter smiled, crying and kissed her
*The next morning*
The dawn rose, it seemed like an eternity...but now the world, bathed in the morning of November first...faded back to Modern Day New York.
Peter awoke in his costume, that of a bloodied king. The party had ended and people were gone. His hangover was gone; yet he remembered EVERYTHING from that world. Every sensation, he made a promise to his wife in that world and he intended to keep it.
He quickly stood up; taking off running towards the energy source he left Morgan at the night of the party
He noticed Morgan power walking off. "Morgan!" Peter shouted
Morgan turned and saw Peter running to her. "Peter..." she teared up
"Morgan, wait!" Peter called out as he collided with her in a racing hug which ended with him embracing her.
And he kissed her.
With all the love their long, long life together grew.
"Told you I'd remember." Peter smiled
"You did..." Morgan kissed him again.
*Epilogue*
It has been five years after New York had reverted to normal, and Peter and Morgan where married once more
Morgan and Peter had lived her fantasy once for what seemed an eternity, but now they were ready to live it for real. Peter's company was thriving and they were well looked after for their family.
The family were sitting in the park, Peter and Morgan leaning against each other as their son was running around acting like a plane and their daughter picking flowers to make a crown for her mother.
"Here you go Mommy!" The daughter smiled, giving the flower crown to her mother
"Thank you Gwen dear." Morgan smiled, lowering her head so her daughter could put it on her
Peter smiled as Gwen went and hugged them both. "I haven't forgotten you daddy."
"I know..." Peter smiled
"Dad, Dad come on!" Peter's son called
"What is it Mordred?" Peter asked
"There's something over here!" Mordred responded
"Alright..." Peter got up slowly "What is it?" He asked walking over to his son.
"It's...this! TAG! You're it!" Mordred cheered and ran off at a pace
"... Hey!" Peter yelled, running after his son
"Boys..." Morgana smiled
"Mommy...when will our baby sister be here?" Gwen asked rubbing her mother's stomach
"Not yet. And we don't know if it's a girl Gwen." Morgana smiled
"It will be a girl!" She nodded
"Then I hope you're right." Morgan rubbed her daughter's head, seeing her husband lift up their son onto his shoulders.
This wasn't a fantasy...This IS their life!
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