Chapter Twenty-One.
After a heavy night of partying, Harry, Gwen, and Emma were amused as they were carrying Mary Jane and Liz out of the club and now they were carrying them inside to Emma's not quite Penthouse. Or to be more accurate, Harry carried Mary Jane and Gwen carried Liz.
'Well, they overdid it a little bit tonight,' Emma thought. She turned towards Gwen with a smile. 'It appears that you have matched Harry's tolerance for alcohol.'
Gwen adjusted her footing to make sure she didn't drop Liz onto the ground. Her eyes locked onto Emma's and she frowned. 'I noticed that you had just about as high of a tolerance, although with us, because our metabolism burns through the alcohol. Guess that's one of the benefits of having powers.'
'I'm pretty sure that we all have our limits, it is just the matter of reaching them,' Harry answered them.
They were really quiet when they made the two girls into the guest bedroom. Mary Jane and Liz were both out for the count. They gently placed them down onto the bed and made sure they were tucked into bed.
Emma and Gwen sat down a bit away from the bed beside them and slowly took their shoes off. They didn't make that much noise because they didn't want to rouse them.
Harry turned over with a smile. Liz's arms wrapped around Mary Jane, holding her close in bed, practically glomping her from behind. He stretched out once they were free of the guest bedroom.
Emma inclined her head and she lead Gwen and Harry back into the next bedroom.
"Make sure the door is closed behind you," Emma told them. "I doubt that you'd want to wake them up too soon."
Harry's lips curled into a smile and he pretty much knew what was going to happen next, given the type of look that Gwen was giving him. She placed her hand against her hip and she peered deep into her eyes.
Emma thought that she would have needed to tweak their inhibitions a little bit to get things moving into a certain direction. As it turned out, Emma really didn't need to do that much.
Her eyes locked onto Gwen's and she smiled. Her arms wrapped around Gwen and pulled her on close to her.
Gwen gave a surprised gasp, but Emma's tongue pushed into Gwen's mouth. The two of them exchanged a kiss with each other.
Harry watched the two of them, their tongues dancing together. Harry reached over and wrapped his arms around both of them. He pressed Gwen in between both of his and Emma's bodies.
'Oh poor baby, trapped, without a place to go,' Emma cooed slightly. She kissed the side of Gwen's face and slowly kissed of her neck.
Harry slowly kissed the side of her neck and kept kissing down her back. He reached underneath her shirt and nipped at the side of her neck. Gwen's eyes closed when she could feel Harry's hands roam over her body.
Emma stepped back for a second and allowed Harry to pull off her clothing slowly. She could see Gwen's eyes watch her when the show is put on.
'Nice and easy does it, make sure she really wants it,' Emma thought. Her heart started to race a little bit faster when Harry's hands roamed all over her body. He slowly started to unravel every bit of her clothing, pulling it off of her.
She was stripped completely naked, except for the boots, the bracelets, and the chokers. Harry smiled when he gazed over one of his lover's hot bodies.
Harry turned around and could see Gwen standing there. Her hand was down her pants and Harry smiled, grabbing her hand gently.
"You couldn't wait, could you?" Harry asked her.
Gwen bit down onto her lip and shook her head. Harry laughed in amused and kissed her fiercely. Gwen melted underneath his lips and she could feel his tongue bury into her mouth.
Clothing was removed. She wore a nice lacy set of white bra and panties, along with a black set of stockings and arm sleeves.
Harry guided her down to the bed. Emma was right by her head when she was there.
"I think that it's time for us to move this up to the next level," Emma said excitedly. She gave Gwen a sultry kiss and moved down to kiss her collarbone after that was done.
Her panties flew off faster than Gwen could imagine. She closed her eyes when Harry closed in.
Mary Jane stirred herself awake. Last night was a hell of a night and she really tried to wake herself up. It was hard to get herself out of bed, mostly because Liz just wouldn't let go over her. Her arms and legs wrapped around her when MJ tried to pull herself off of the young teenager.
After some effort, Mary Jane managed to extract herself out of bed with some great difficulty. The redhead made her way to the kitchen, pretty much staggering her way there.
It took a few seconds for her brain to boot up and it was quite a sight. Harry was sitting there, wearing only a pair of jeans and nothing from the waist up. Mary Jane's eyes looked over him for a smile and her cheeks blushed slightly scarlet when she looked over her.
The reason why Harry was only wearing his jeans became apparent since Gwen was sitting on the counter next to him, wearing his shirt like a dress. She was chatting with Harry and he was moving about the question like he knew it very well, making breakfast.
It took Mary Jane a few seconds for her mind to reboot and she wondered why Harry was able to know his way around the apartment. Then she remembered that this place belonged to Felicia so he would know it all too well, likely every single room. Potentially in great and intimate detail knowing Felicia.
Gwen took notice of Mary Jane and turned towards her with a smile. "Good morning Mary Jane!"
She was a bit chipper this morning and it caused Mary Jane to wince at the full volume. Mary Jane frowned, rubbing the side of her head. Her agitation became prominent when she stared at Gwen. "I want to tell you that you're way too chipper this morning."
Before Gwen could respond to that, Emma eased her way to the kitchen wearing a silk bathrobe. Emma's gaze fell on Mary Jane's. "She has every right to be."
"So, that was quite the night," Mary Jane said, sitting down and helping herself to breakfast.
Gwen looked at her. "In what way?"
"Well, partying at the club, that was amazing, but….I think that I partied a little bit too much," Mary Jane said, her voice trailing off in embarrassment.
"Oh, it's all about learning your limits, something that you'll understand more as you get older," Emma said. She sat down, with her and Gwen having a seat next to Harry. The night before was really amazing, she would have to admit that. It redefined the term amazing if Emma had to say so herself. There was a nice grin that plastered over her face that wasn't going to come off any time soon, not if she had anything to say about it, that was.
Liz finally ambled her way into the kitchen. She yawned and staggered in.
"You know, today is Harry's birthday," Mary Jane piped in.
"Yeah, it is, um happy birthday Harry," Liz said. She caught a sight of his muscular chest and looked at him. "Do you have any plans today?"
Harry racked his brain for a second and shook his head. "Other than the meeting that I have with Emma later today, I'm pretty much free to do whatever."
Gwen thought that there were some days where she might have forgotten her head if it wasn't firmly affixed to the top of her shoulders. She sighed when she arrived at the OsCorp office, with Mary Jane tagging along.
Given that her costume was in said bag, it was important that Gwen grab onto it right now. They walked a little ways, at least until they split off.
"So, you did have a lot of fun last night, didn't you?" Gwen asked her.
"Yes, it was pretty fun last night," Mary Jane agreed. She figured what Gwen got to experience last night and she was a bit saddened that she didn't get to enjoy a replay performance of that.
"You seemed a bit too distracted this morning," Gwen replied to her. Mary Jane opened her mouth, but Gwen cut her off before she could speak. "Harry can be very distracting when he has his shirt off. But I'm sure that you have had thoughts about him before."
Mary Jane frowned, she did live next door to Harry, and so he did invade her dreams for the longest time.
"Your little amateur film making efforts might have pointed towards an interest, you know," Gwen said to her.
"Yes….I'm interested, if that's what you're asking about," Mary Jane said. She frowned towards her. "Although I am wondering how this arrangement could work."
'Oh, now we get to the juicy part,' Emma thought. She couldn't help but listen into this conversation. Her powers gave her a chance to be a voyeur, for lack of a better term.
"Well, I don't think that there will be too much of a problem, I did tell you that we put on that show partially for your benefit," Gwen commented. She leaned towards her and whispered so only Mary Jane could hear her. "Or did you forget about that when I blew your mind?"
"Oh, that's really funny," Mary Jane said, shaking her head.
"If you want to join us, I'm sure that we can arrange something, and we can make things nice and comfortable for you," Gwen said. She smiled when she looked at Mary Jane. "Right now, if I understood Emma right, tonight there's going to be a quiet dinner with some of our friends, since we went out and clubbing last night."
"Yeah, that might be nice."
This was where Mary Jane and Gwen would make their separate ways. Mary Jane yawned rather loudly and she figured that it was prudent that she would fix herself up for some coffee. She desperately needed some caffeine in her system and fast.
Gwen made her way into the OsCorp building. She checked herself in with a keycard and made her way inside. Gwen stopped at the elevators, and clicked the button for the floor her desk was on.
Before Gwen could properly get in and the door was close completely, Peter and his assistant entered behind her.
"Oh, Gwen….isn't it?" Peter asked. He met her a few times in passing naturally.
"Yes, Gwen Stacy," his assistant chimed coolly.
"Naturally, Gwen Stacy, I should have remembered you," Peter replied. He reached forward and shook his head. "Harry's girlfriend and you're the smartest woman that has ever walked through these doors at OsCorp."
Gwen could see a twitch develop in the eye of Peter's assistant and slight venomous glare directed at her, but she placed her face behind a clipboard before it was truthfully noticed.
"So, I didn't think that you were in the office today, or perhaps I was mistaken about the plans," Peter informed her. "And you were out last night, Liz mentioned something about joining you and some friends at the club."
"That's right," Gwen replied. "It was different from any club that I had ever been in."
"Well, that's always fascinating," Peter said conversationally.
"Nothing too outlandish, okay maybe a little bit outlandish, but the person that picked it out wouldn't pick anything that would cause too many problems," Gwen added. She leaned back against the elevator. "But, I'm sure that if you want a full rundown of what happened, Liz might be able to tell you all about it."
"I'm sure that she will," Peter said. "So did you walk here?"
"Yes, I did," Gwen agreed, wondering where this one was going.
"If you want, I can offer you a ride back to the Parker Residence," Peter informed her.
Gwen shook her head. "Sorry, but I have plans to meet with my friend to pick up a gift for Harry."
This statement caused Peter's mind to snap back to life. In all of the chaos, he had almost forgotten that Harry's birthday was coming. He snapped his fingers and turned around to his assistance.
"Make sure to see to his gift," Peter replied.
"Yes, I understand," she dead panned. Her tone was robotic and casual. It was like it was devoid of any and all emotion. "And I'll take care of it."
It was that point that Gwen reached her floor and exited the elevator. The door slid shut which left Peter and his assistant inside.
Gwen shivered the second that she left the elevator. 'And there's someone who is more worthy of the last name Frost just leaving right now.'
'Oh you are all kinds of amusing, aren't you?' Emma asked her. Her voice curled into a smile and a grin, shaking her head in bemusement.
'I do try,' Gwen replied, she made her way to her desk to get her bag. She really hoped that no one had tampered with it.
The main conference room at OsCorp had the meeting of the minds between Justin Hammer and Norman Osborn. Although that was only part of the meeting because there were several lawyers that were present, business managers, and a few members of each company's board of directors. One could make the argument that Osborn and Hammer were only there for the sake of formalities and nothing more.
In the aftermath of Hammer losing the contract with the air force to develop a flight harness for them, it was time to approach Osborn to see if they were willing to co-develop a version of the Iron Man armor for the military. Obviously there would need to be some modifications, but Hammer was confident that they would be able to make it better.
"I think that our two companies could work together and utilize the other's strengths," Hammer was telling Osborn. His board of directors nodded beside him. "OsCorp may have better Electrical and Software engineers, but we can agree that Hammer Industries has the better Hardware engineers."
Norman was intrigued. There was a fair amount of money based in the government developing such a suit for. He wasn't too happy about working with the likes of Hammer. Hammer was a relic as far as Norman was concerned and he was hanging on.
"The deal does seem rather fair, Mr. Hammer," one of the chief attorneys at OsCorp stated.
Hammer nodded when he gazed upon the attorney. "It's more than fair, I believe."
They were getting closer to closing some kind of deal. All they had to do was lock hands together and move forward.
A tentative deal was drawn up, but before there was a chance to sign the agreement there was a loud scream.
The scream wasn't heard with that much clarity at first. Things became more clear all too soon as there was a loud shout of "Hammer!"
The scream was followed by a rather loud explosion. The wall and the windows adjoining the conference room from the outside were blown inwards. It was easy to tell that a missile of some sort blew through the wall.
The glass and debris did a fairly good job of messing up the people in the room. Some of them had a chance to duck for cover, while others did not have the chance to do so.
Norman Osborn got propelled back into the wall. He was one of the lucky ones. One of the lawyers who sat nearest to the wall got shredded up very badly by glass. He was bleeding immensely with some ugly looking wounds.
Justin Hammer was down on the ground and he looked up just in time to see the smoke clear. Adrian Toomes The bald man was dressed in a sleek black outfit. His eyes widened with the epitome of pure madness. He had wings on him that looked spiked and completely dangerous. There was a new variation of the flight harness that he developed, but this one was a much better prototype.
Two drones that resembled vultures hovered over the ground and when the dust cleared a little bit more, it was really obvious that it was combat armor of some sort.
Toomes edged forward, getting closer to Hammer. He made a beeline towards the man. Toomes reached down to the ground and hoisted Hammer up to his feet by the throat once he closed the distance.
Hammer was hauled up off of the ground so they're eye level. He was about ready to say something.
"Freeze, you old buzzard!"
Security made their way inside and turned around. Toomes flicked one of his wings at them and sent a set of razor sharp feathers hurling towards them. It disarmed them in the most painful way.
He walked over towards Hammer, attaching a cable to his belt. He turned to the downed security guards.
"The name is Vulture."
Vulture hoisted up Hammer and proceeded without any further pause to fly out of the window with the helpless business man in tow.
"And the award for ugliest villain I ever fought goes to you."
Spider-Girl swung through the air, in an attempt to take down Vulture. He dodged her initial attack fairly quickly and left her spinning.
"I don't have time for this!" Vulture growled. "Attack her!"
The two drones began to fire at her. Spider-Girl avoided the attacks. The blasts from the drones could have taken her out. They didn't seem too responsive for her attempts to deflect their attacks and take each other out. To say that might be a bit of a problem would be the understatement to end all understatements. She hurled herself out of the way of a missile. It blasted harmlessly up into the air and exploded.
More micro-missiles shot at her and shot spikes from their wings as well. Spider-Girl managed to avoid the attacks with numerous acrobatics.
The fact that Hammer was also dangling and could be about ready to drop at any second really did add to the menace factor, if Gwen had to say so herself. Her heart was racing when she could feel the drones come at her with a reckless fury. She closed her eyes and braced herself for more impact.
The Vulture was content to hover around her and allow the drones to do the heavy work.
'I got to take them out and after that, I'll worry about the bigger bird,' Spider-Girl thought.
She did a daring maneuver and managed to this time trick one of the drones in taking the other out.
The other on the other hand did a fly by and sliced her web line. That caused it to snap and Gwen to hurl to the ground at an accelerated rate.
Vulture looked down, still dangling Hammer, satisfied with his handiwork.
After Harry and Emma had said goodbye to the girls, they had a shower, which lead to some sexy times in between them. It was brief, but memorable and they got dressed. Harry wore a nice custom made suit and Emma was dressed in a white dress that fit her like a glove.
The two of them were heading out towards a building that was equal parts nondescript, but at the same time very hold.
'It has been located in the city for an extremely long time,' Emma replied to him. 'So, now that you know what the Hellfire Club is.'
'Yes, really secret, really exclusive society, where the females have a rather liberal dress code, that has been controlling various things around the world,' Harry thought to her. 'Well that's a pretty general overview regardless, but I got about as much when you dumped a lot of information in my brain.'
They arrived right on time and they ran right into a very attractive brunette. She wore an extremely revealing outfit. She wore a jacket, with a black corset that pushed up her breasts, along with tight black shirts and knee high black boots.
"My name is Tessa, it's a pleasure to meet you," she commented when she saw who she was dealing with. "The White king is here to see you now."
'The current White King, Edward Buckman,' Emma informed Harry without missing a beat. 'As you know, he was the one that approached me in joining the club as the new White Queen. Because of my impressive business acumen. But I daresay that the Frosts have a long standing tradition of being the club helped synch the job for me.'
'Wasn't your father a part of the club?' Harry asked her.
'Yes,' Emma replied to him. She seemed almost bored in her tone. 'But he was denied advancement due to his charming attitude. Regardless of that, I was interested in the request to join the club. Proper research needed to be done.'
'And that's when you found out that my mother's side of the family was in the club,' Harry thought to her.
Emma nodded in agreement. 'Yes, and I only agreed to join the club with the concession that I could bring you with me.'
They were lead into a very expensive office inside the building where Edward Buckman was waiting for him. He did seem like your typical middle aged business executive even if he was dressed out of attire that was more fitting of Victorian times.
"Harry, this is Edward Buckman," Emma announced. "Mr. Buckman, this is Doctor Harry Evans-Parker."
"Yes, a pleasure to meet you at last Doctor Evans-Parker," Buckman replied. He looked at him with a smile and extended his hand to shake. "Audrey and Herbert were key members of this organization and I must say that it is a shame what happened to your mother. I offer you my condolences, as belated as they may be. Lily was someone that the Club had their eye on, but she was swept up in an extremely flawed world that she was too good for."
Harry nodded.
"The Hellfire Club is always looking to move forward and to ensure that the more progressive points of society will remain intact," Buckman informed him. "Each and every member brings something to the table that I think will allow a bright and glorious future to be formed. Our goals is to gain the most out of the potential of our members."
Buckman started to go more into detail about some of the aims of the Club. He was a good salesman, Harry had to give it that much.
"But, in the end, I am more interested in having the two of you join, since I believe that you can inject some fresh blood into the club," Buckman said.
He also thought that the two of them could tip the balance of power back into his favor, but that point was more implied than said. And less than implied when Emma picked up on the thoughts, of him.
'Oh, you play an extremely interesting angle, don't you, Mr. Buckman,' Emma thought.
There was a ringing in Harry's head that caught him off guard, but he was able to keep it together.
'There's been an explosion at OsCorp, I'm suiting up right now to go and deal with whoever has done this, there's some madman dressed like some buzzard here, apparently,' Gwen thought. It was at this point that she was now suiting up and prepared to take on the Vulture.
Harry performed a sneaky little charm that caused his beeper to go off.
"Business calls?" Emma asked him, playing her role in the scenario.
"Yes," Harry said. "If I may be excused."
"Not at all, if it's important, then I shouldn't keep you from it," Buckman replied.
Harry nodded and he turned his attention towards Emma. Emma waved off his concerns with a smile. "Don't worry, I'll be fine on my own and I can call my driver to bring the limo around."
Before Harry properly took his leave, he shook Buckman's head. He then kissed Tessa on the back of hers, which caused her to look a bit pleased, even if she didn't show it right away.
Mary Jane had been sitting in the back of a café, filling up on her poison of choice, in this case, being coffee. She wasn't sitting for long before an explosion rattled her out of her thoughts.
That caused her to bolt out of the café in a hurry, pulling her camera out of her bag and start to snap pictures. The moment she got there, she didn't stop snapping pictures. It was almost like she was on autopilot.
The camera was a pretty good one and Mary Jane would have to thank Harry for getting it for her for her birthday. Thanks to that fact, Mary Jane was able to snap some really solid pictures.
She looked up just in time to see the drone cut Spider-Girl's webbing and Spider-Girl about ready to hurtle down to the ground.
Mary Jane watched, her mouth hanging open. It looked like for a brief second that the web slinger wasn't going to make it.
That was until webbing shot off to either side of herself, utilizing the momentum and the tension in breaking a fall to springboard her forwards.
Spider-Girl caught the drone with both feet and Mary Jane got a picture perfect shot of the explosion.
The Vulture's eyes bugged out and he was incensed that she destroyed his drones. He launched his razor feathers at her in response.
Spider-Girl dodged the best that she could, but one of them caught her. She was cut diagonally across her lower back. That caused great pain to rack through her body.
It also caused her to stagger for a second, but she was able to recover and snag one of the feathers with a web line.
"Okay, let's see how you like a taste of your medicine," Spider-Girl said.
She swung the razor sharp feather with her web lining and swung it around.
"Ha, you can't hit from that angle, Spider-Girl!" Vulture yelled.
"Wasn't aiming for you, old timer," Spider-Girl answered and sure enough the feather sliced through the cable holding Hammer like a hot knife through butter.
Gravity proved to be a harsh bitch like usual and it sent Hammer flying towards the ground. He started to scream when he was sent hurling towards the ground like a rock.
Spider-Girl swooped in at the last second, catching him in her arms. That allowed her to land safely nearby on a roof near one of those Colossal Television Screens. There was an advertisement featuring the mustached one himself, talking about the Daily Bugle.
Mary Jane continued to watch. Things were getting intense and she got a few snatches of the conversation from below, but there was nothing too clear about what was happening. Things were moving too fast, but Mary Jane knew that she needed to keep snapping pictures until her thumbs were raw.
Gwen winced when she landed on a nearby rooftop. To say her back was killing her would be an understatement to end all understatements.
'Healing factors, they're nice, but they don't cancel out any pain before it sets in,' Gwen thought. She winced when she was bleeding. Thankfully her suit was soaking up the blood so things didn't drip all over the city.
She just had an uncomfortable and horrifically itching wet spot on her lower back that was making her life a bit miserable.
She looked up at the Vulture and he was absolutely enraged.
"You ruined everything, why would you save some bastard like Hammer?" Vulture ranted. "I was doing everyone a favor for putting him down. And you ruined everything, you, you, you!"
His rant descended into a stream of profanity that would make Yosemite Sam blush.
"I'm sorry, were you saying something?" Spider-Girl asked. She corked her eyebrow up towards her newest foe. "I wasn't really paying attention. Was it something about how you used to walk to school in the snow back in your day? Uphill both ways, in your bare feet?"
The Vulture howled in agony and he tried to dive bomb down onto Spider-Girl.
Spider-Girl flipped out of the way and she webbed onto one of his feet.
"Oh, you want to go for a ride?" Vulture asked her.
Spider-Girl was lifted off of the ground by the Vulture. All and all, this really wasn't a good idea come to think about it.
The web line snapped once again, but Spider-Girl propelled herself in mid-air and went on for the attack.
For such an older guy, Vulture was rather brutal. The two of them got into a hand to hand exchange in midair. Punches and scratches were exchanged.
Vulture managed to get in a slash right above her breasts. Her costume was damaged and she gasped at the injury.
"Okay, that's it," Spider-Girl gasped. She shut the pain out, somehow, and used both web shooters in tandem to shoot out an extremely thick web line.
She swung for the fences and she slammed the web line right into the Jumbo Tron with Jonah's ugly face on it. He smacked hard into the Jumbotron billboard which proceeded to electrify the holy hell out of him.
The Vulture thumped down onto the roof at Hammer's right. Hammer recovered and was on his feet. He pulled a gun on Toomes. "How did you think you can make a mockery out of me, you fucking Vulture?!"
Gwen might have saved Hammer, but she wasn't going to take the old man's shit. She web yanked his gun out of his hand and then laid him out with one punch.
"Sit! Stay!" Spider-Girl yelled. Hammer wasn't moving. "Good creepy old man."
She edged forward to see if the Vulture was still breathing. She webbed him fast and quick to the rooftop.
The moment that she was able to web him to the rooftop, Gwen spotted her father to arrive, alongside DeWolff and Carter.
She gave them a wave and back flipped off of the roof. In one fluid motions, Spider-Girl used a web line to fly herself out of the way. She needed to get in touch with Harry so he could give her the proper medical treatment.
Sometime later, Gwen and Harry were in the basement suite of the Parker residence. Harry drove home since his car was what he and Emma took to the Hellfire Club this morning.
Gwen arrived moments after he did. He was giving her some medical treatment. Gwen's costume was off and Harry was cleaning the blood off of the wound on her back. The wound on her chest was almost finished healing. The top half of her costume and her mask had been stripped off so Harry could get to work on her.
"Oh, those feathers hurt like hell," Gwen commented. She closed her eyes in pain, when Harry slowly cleaned them up.
"Well they were razor sharp," Harry answered. He smiled, the healing factor was doing a good job at stitching up the wounds and thankfully there was no pieces of the feathers impaled in her. Harry had to check her for that one.
Gwen shivered when she could feel Harry's hands roll over her body. The young girl could feel his talented hands roll over her body.
He finished cleaning up the blood and by the time that he did that, there was an inch of space between both of their faces.
Harry didn't see any reason not to bring this to its logical conclusion, especially considering that hormones were running wild. Slowly, Harry ran his fingers through her hair and he ran his fingers against her cheek.
He pulled her into a searing kiss. Gwen responded with that by pushing Harry backwards and she got onto his lap, straddling him in response. That kiss was never broken, not even for a second.
He ran his hand down her back and grasped her ass in those tight costume pants.
A squeak of surprise was heard from the doorway. They both turned around, with Mary Jane standing there, her face red. Her camera dangled in her hand since she had Pictures! Pictures of Spider-Girl! Pictures of Spider-Girl from her fight with the Vulture.
Gwen and Harry looked at each other with a grin, before the mischievous blonde heroine used a web line to snag her into their fiendish clutches.
Before Mary Jane had a chance to really say a word, Harry ensnared her into an embrace and kissed her in the most heated manner possible. She closed her eyes and felt his tongue go into her mouth. She returned fire, sucking on his tongue when it went deep into her mouth. Her panting escalated the more that he worked her tongue into his mouth.
Gwen smiled in response and she leaned towards Mary Jane, whispering in her ear. "Well, it's time for Harry to take his gift from you."
Mary Jane didn't really protest, especially when Harry's hands were rolling over her body, slowly stripping her down to her bra and panties. Harry ran his hand down her body and was rather pleased with what he saw.
It was now time to take things to the next level. Everything was going to get interesting pretty quickly.
To Be Continued on February 26th, 2015.