Hey, heroverse again. Let's see, oh yeah, back with another one shot this time.
As for this one's motivation, it was based on that one funny panel in the comics with Black Cat where Peter didn't understand what Pulp Fiction was. If anyone doesn't know what that movie is, it was essentially Samuel. L. Jackson's big break, and in my opinion is a kick-ass movie. Not to be misinterpreted as being part of the kick-ass franchise, but just a great, classic movie.
I just had the idea for this and took a few days to write it up and *POP* get this bitta genius out of my head so I could focus on FNH. I do like this one, though. Not gonna lie.
Also, this is a bit of an AU. Logan's alive again and running the school, and Jean's a science teacher there. The rest will be explained throughout.
Oh, and there's one more detail you'll see in the beginning.
I'm still focusing on FNH, just for those of you who are wondering. I am grinding lately and will have the next chapter up soon.
I don't own Spider-Man or X-Men. If I did, there would be so many more fun crossovers.
'Well, it's official. I must finally be done with life.' Peter Parker said as he sat in his apartment, more specifically his flat in Soho, all alone as he watched a movie on Disney Plus. Felicia had suggested a while back that he watch a movie or two sometime he wasn't fighting his rogues.
Well, technically this isn't what she meant, seeing as how he was watching a movie… about himself. More specifically, he's watching the Spider-Man movie Marvel Studios cooked up a couple years ago. He'd already watched the ones that Sony made with Toby Maguire and then the two with Andrew Garfield. Unfortunately, they each only managed to each grasp one of his sides each. Tobey seemed to act more like his everyday mask off self, while Andrew seemed to be the most like his costumed self, at least in terms of quippage.
He had to admit that this Tom Holland guy didn't do a bad job, at least for a british 22 year old trying to be a timid american 15 year old. 'I mean for a guy who doesn't have spider enhanced agility and flexibility, his stunts are pretty impressive.'
Though the pop culture references were kind of stupid. That wasn't like him at all. "Hell, the reason I'm even sitting here on this couch was because my ex said that I didn't watch enough movies in the first place."
"Talking to yourself again, Peter?" Jean Grey aka White Phoenix said as she walked through a portal by the window, courtesy of one Illyana Rasputin.
"No more than usual." Peter shrugged before he waved happily towards the younger woman in the room. "Hi Magik, still 20% black knight ghost?"
Illyana frowned. "I don't know what that's from, but I'm going to assume it's more of the same nonsense that comes out of your mouth." The blonde mutant said, already feeling annoyed by his presence. However, she remained composed in front of her superior as she turned to the elegant woman in the room. "Can I go home now? I'd actually like to enjoy this vacation time while I still have some of it."
Understanding the girl's feelings, Jean smiled and nodded, gesturing that it was okay. "Yes, I'll send for you once I'm ready to return." Magik nodded in response and walked towards the portal she'd made. "Oh, and be sure to tell Hope that I'll be visiting her next Tuesday."
Illyana nodded tiredly and yawned softly, not looking forward to her time off from her royal duties being spent with a bunch of loudmouths.
"Stab Wolverine twice for me!" Peter said quickly as the russian sister of Colossus walked through a portal back to the school before it immediately closed behind her.
'Okay, I should do some explaining here. You see, this is Jean Grey, aka Marvel Girl, Phoenix, Dark Phoenix and now White Phoenix. I know, I know, not very original name transitions, but who am I to judge given the members of my own signature group?'
'Anyway, the scoop is that me and the all powerful telepath have been lighting our own fires, so to speak, over the past few months. Yes, me and the arguably most famous member of the X-Men (not that he'd ever say that to Logan out of fear of being gutted and losing his visitation rights.) have been dating for a good while now. And trust me I've heard it from everyone how lucky I am and how I was bringing two wrath's down upon me, and that Jean's the perfect woman, which she is in his eyes at least. But she's not as 'perfect' as people view her.'
Once Jean was sure that Magik was gone she let out an exasperated and almost overly dramatic sigh. "Oh, thank GOD!". There it was, that's the real Jean Grey. The regal act that she put up in front of others was just that, an act. A very well maintained act, but still ultimately an act. One that not many people could see through. But for someone like him and Logan, it was fairly easy to see through. "Finally! I thought I'd never be able to get away for a minute. You wouldn't believe how much it took to convince Logan to let me go for a night."
'Yeah, and I won't go into specific details, but I will say that Jean is a bigger beast in bed than I ever thought possible.' He thought in amusement as said psychic's outfit shifted around her into a comfortable dark red sweater dress that wrapped snugly around her curves before sitting down on his couch as if it were years since she'd sat in a comfortable spot. He chuckled while wrapping an arm around her as she cuddled into his side.
Peter looked at her with interest. "How horrible. How many times did you have to pull the Phoenix card?"
"Three times." Jean smirked and Peter whistled. "Yeah, and two were just on Logan to get him to back off for a few hours. I was almost able to convince Illyana to come stay over with me with how things are over there."
"Wow, it must really be bad over there."
"Maybe if Logan could stop asking for help with everything for more than five minutes it wouldn't be so bad, but he's also hungover all the time and is too damn cranky to be able to reasonably talk with him." Jean sighed as she vented the events of the week as efficiently as possible.
'Not much has changed there.' He thought loudly and she laughed in response. He sighed. "You can't blame him for that, after all he's new to all this."
Jean sighed. "I know, it's just that he hates paperwork and always sees fit to have me do at least half of it for him." She said as she shifted on her side and curled up her legs on the couch. Peter didn't mind, she always had nice legs and both of them definitely had no problem with her bringing them into his field of vision.
"Oh, I was talking about him asking for things." Peter said and Jean laughed at that, already feeling the week's tension rolling away.
"God I missed you this week. Why don't you become a teacher at the school again? I always thought you'd make a good teacher and we could use the movie room for some late night 'binge watching'." She said enticingly, but Peter wasn't about to fall for that little trick. He'd been down that road with Felicia too many times for any charms ro work on him by this point.
"As much as I'd love to give some poor student the view of their life, do you really expect me to work in what is quite possibly the worst work environment ever, all just so you can shift your workload onto me? No thank you. You forget I know you too well." Peter smirked as Jean pouted at him. He chuckled, finding her reaction to him calling her out amusing. "Besides, I'm too busy with my own paperwork and my 'other job' anyway."
Oh, another thing he left out. A few months ago he'd found out by looking through the Parker Industries database that he actually owned a rather large Parker industries subsidiary property in Midtown as well as a rather large chunk of change that had been left hidden. Apparently good ol' Otto, always having a backup plan for his backup plan, saw something like this coming and actually set aside a little something for him in case he screwed up and needed to start over. Well that, or in case he was discovered and had his assets seized, he'd have a little nest egg to live off of.
That, and he himself had a few patents for the odd invention he'd made over the years that made him a decent bit of change to live on.
Now he was developing the property into a new research lab. It was slow going and he still needed a name for the place, but it was coming along. He was even in the process of hiring a few old friends of his from horizon labs.
Jean groaned. "Damn. Oh well, I suppose it can't be helped. I suppose I'll have to settle for weekend getaways."
"Too bad, but look on the bright side, this way you can actually get away from that drafty old house every once in a while."
"It's not old. It was rebuilt from the underground up I'll have you know."
Peter chuckled before looking back at the movie. He frowned as a thought ran through his mind. "Is it weird that I think he's actually more like Miles than he is me?"
Jean looked at the screen with an objective eye before she shrugged. "He does have a similar personality, what with the whole trying to be like their mentor thing. Though you were like that too, before your brain developed."
"Thank god for that." Peter smirked at her before he sighed. "It's almost annoying how people think Miles is the cool one now." Though he was proud of and grateful to his young protege. If it wasn't for Miles, he would still be Otto. The kid deserved his membership among the world's mightiest. Well, what remained of the world's mightiest, anyway.
"Well, he is on the Avengers now, and has sort of become the symbol for new heroes everywhere." Jean said in an amused tone. Peter chuckled. He remembered when that was him years back when he was small time, with only his usual rogues gallery and the odd sexy cat burglar drama to worry about every once in a while. Ah, the good old days. Before he knew it he'd become an Avenger, a husband, a billionaire, a boss of his own Spider-Man army, and a member of the Fantastic Four. And, you know, a little voice in a mad scientist's head and now he was right back where he started. Well, with a few extra perks.
"Please, I've slugged Dr. Doom and kicked Morlun's ass four times. Call me back when he's punched Hercules in the face. People just like him more because he's new and flashier, like they did when I first started out." He said as he stuffed a handful of popcorn in his mouth.
Jean smirked at him playfully. "That suit of his helps too. I remember that edgy black look gave you a few new admirers for a while, including one attractive cat burglar if I recall the details of your dynamic duo stories."
Peter winced. "Yeah, still don't know if that's a good thing."
"I take it you still haven't patched things up?" Jean said sympathetically.
Peter sadly shook his head. "No, though I did offer to pay for her dental surgery. She declined, saying she'd rather not have a tooth made of webbing."
Jean smiled at that. "Sounds like I'd like her. Maybe I could talk to her, at least get you two talking again. You two were really good friends from the stories you've told me."
The look in Peter's eyes shifted to a slightly sadder one. "Yeah, we are, or were anyway. I dunno. I'll set up a meeting between us soon, so we can hash it out like we used to."
"From what you told me I don't think I want that to happen." Jean said teasingly.
"Oh, hush you." Spider-Man mock-scolded and turned away from her, pouting. Jean giggled, but let the topic go, instead focusing on the now resumed movie. She'd already seen it of course, so she didn't bother asking him to rewind it. She wasn't that cruel, after all.
A few hours and two large bowls of popcorn later, they were watching the second Spider-Man MCU movie when they finally decided to speak up again.
"You know, I think you should get a suit like that one. It looks good in the movie." Jean said, pointing out the red and black suit.
Peter immediately shook his head. "Naw, it reminds me too much of Ock's suit." He got an understanding nod for that one before he looked at his phone. "Plus I'm taller, so it wouldn't fit. Look, Tom Holland is the same height as Miles." Peter said, showing his phone to her.
"You actually looked him up?" Jean almost snorted at that. The stuff her boyfriend pulled was just so amazing sometimes.
"The funny thing is that he's what comes up when you google "Who is Spider-Man?" nowadays. I'm starting to think that people like the actor more than they like me." He said as he watched the movie more closely.
"Well, I guess he's kind of cute, but he's definitely nothing as filled out as you were when you were 22." Jean said, remembering her crush on him when she was younger. Peter watched her as he saw her experience as a doctor coming out as she actually examined an actor from a movie.
"That, and in a way it's kind of sad that a 22 year old man is playing a fifteen year old, and has actually been pulling it off in not one, but five movies and still looks the same age." Peter said.
Jean almost looked sympathetic in a way. "Well, it just means that he can never age properly out of adolescence. I pity him actually."
"Yes, it must be a pain to be cursed with prolonged youth." Peter said sarcastically.
"Touche." Jean said with a sly smirk before she turned her attention back to the screen. "You have to admit, it must feel good to have a good looking actor playing you."
"I feel bad for you. Your movie incarnations just don't do your looks or history justice."
Jean looked at him with disapproval. "Now don't say that, they picked some cute girls to play me. The first was even a model."
"Yeah, and the second married Joe Jonas." He deadpanned.
Jean shrugged. "True, but it's not like we're in any place to be shitting on other people's marriages, now are we?"
"You've got a point there." He conceded. They both had fucked up relationships with people associated with the colour red. Well, other people. "At least there was one or two decent casting choices in that movie series."
"Hugh Jackman did make a pretty good Wolverine. Even Logan stayed awake to watch those movies." Jean said, remembering feeling surprised by hearing Logan saying he'd like to watch those films with her and the rest of the staff. Kitty had invited Peter along so he was there too, since Peter and herself weren't together at the time.
"Yeah, except he got drunk and ended up yelling at the screen about how jealous he was that 'Hugh Jackoff is too fuckin' tall.' Or 'why the fuck did this jerk get ta kiss Jeannie?'. Plus, by the end of it Kitty and I had to actually drag him to his room before he actually stabbed the screen."
Jean laughed at the memory. "Ah, yes. I remember him waking up in a web cocoon that next morning. It was the quietest night I can remember experiencing since I met him. I wish you'd come by more often."
"I would, if Magik would loan me out her powers so I wouldn't have to waste two web cartridges swinging over there. That, or you could always persuade Logan to buy me an X-Jet."
Jean rolled her eyes playfully. "As amazing as it'd be to see the look on their faces when you showed up in the hangar with your own jet, I doubt he'd go for it."
Peter smiled playfully. "You sure? I've always wanted to join the mile high club."
"If I recall correctly, we did have sex in midair once."
"It's not sex on a plane, doesn't," Peter said and she suggestively placed a hand on his thigh, moving slowly in towards his growing groin. "...necessarily count…"
With that she took him into a hungry kiss as she slid into his lap, fiercely grasping at his strong shoulders as he kissed her soft lips, enjoying the sweet moans she released as he used the techniques he'd developed over the years to make her mouth submit to his as he used his powers to create a delicious friction from the movement of their tongues that sent shivers all throughout the telepath's body.
After a few minutes they seperated, with Jean feeling more breathless than him as their kiss ended. Peter smirked against her lips. "A little hungry are we?"
"You have no idea." Jean said as she started quickly to strip him. Peter lifted his arms as she pulled his shirt off, with Jean fighting the urge to just rip it off him. "The last few days have been nothing but grading papers and endless school event planning." She said as she ran her hands along his fit torso, enjoying the heat of his swimmer's body. He had a bit less muscle than Logan or Scott, but he was physically stronger than both of them and, she wasn't scared to admit that he was a bit bigger than either of them down there...
"Sounds awful, and all without your favorite patient to distract you." Peter said as he kissed down her neck as the top half of her outfit disappeared, exposing her large, perky breasts and perfect skin. Thanks to the powers of the Phoenix and her multiple resurrections, her body remained youthful and in fact, actually made her a little more endowed. A fact that Peter took full advantage of.
"You're slacking off in your duties, Dr. Grey. How am I supposed to get a decent education?"
"Keep talking in class and you'll get a failing grade either….way." Jean said as her breath hitched toward the end as he touched an erogenous zone and her sensitive nipple at the same. She'd learned very early on in their relationship that Peter was extremely talented when it came to his hands. Hands that over the years had touched, caressed and aroused some of the most attractive and powerful women in the world, and now he used those hands against her. 'Sick bastard probably gets a thrill from it.'
"I'll make it up with extra credit." Peter said simply as he made slow, adhesion powered kisses all along the flesh of her incredible upper body as the friction he created from this simple act loosened the tense muscles in her body as she barely contained her moans from completely escaping.
"How's my grade now?" Peter asked smugly.
"Getting better, but you should pay more attention, you might miss something." Jean said as the remaining clothes on her lower half vaporized as well, flashing him and leaving her completely bare for him to see the rest of her toned naval as well as her clean shaven snatch that was already glistening with her slick juices from his ministrations. He was also given the view of her smooth, shapely legs that kept his own legs trapped under her plentiful ass.
"I think I've studied enough." Peter said confidently as he ran his hands up her sides, knowing she was sensitive there and watched her pleased reactions to his touches as he moved to attend to her breasts, kneading them like dough and massaging every inch of tender, sensitive flesh he could find.
"Studying is one thing, practical application is another." The psychic redhead said with some difficulty as she found herself melting from the pleasure of his touch. This is what she'd been craving, been missing out on all week.
"Well I won't know unless I get started, will I?" Peter said before moving his arms down slowly, torturing her with the amount of friction being produced as he moved down and lingered around her core before moving down and resting his hands in a firm but gentle grip under the soft skin of her legs as he lifted her up with his spider strength so that her entire body from the waist up was above his head and her pussy was at his mouth. He smirked as he looked up directly at her, loving the look of anticipation on her beautiful face as he turned his attention back to what was in his opinion the best looking pussy he'd ever seen. Second only to Kitty Pryde, but it was twice as good. Funny how that works.
"Show me and you might just get a private tutoring session, not that you'll need it, of course. But you never can be too prepared." Jean said, unashamedly goading him on.
'Looks like she's a little sensitive down there. I should give her a lick just to be sure.' He thought cheekily as he gave the all powerful mutant a quick lick across her folds, causing a sharp squeak to come out of the woman before she could hold it back with her hand. 'Yep, she's sensitive. She must really want this.'
Also, If you're wondering why Jean doesn't just levitate, it's because the last time she'd tried that in this position, she broke his coffee table in a way that he hadn't planned to break it that day.
At that little maneuver Jean gave him a glare. "Did you really have to do that?"
Peter shrugged as best he could, causing her entire body to momentarily rise and fall from the motion, also causing her breasts to bounce as she was held in a stabilized position again. "If you don't want me to eat you out, we could always stop and you could just go to paperwork." Peter said and Jean's face paled at the thought. 'Gotcha.' Jean didn't even need to read his thoughts to know that's what he was thinking. "Well, what'll it be?"
"I… I want you to eat me out, Mr. Parker. Please, I'm begging for it."
"I thought so. Well luckily for you I'm in no position to refuse your request, seeing as how we're both already in this position." Peter said as he slowly moved her pussy closer to his face. It was so close that Jean could feel his breath tickling it. She let out a cute mew that Peter couldn't resist smirking at. 'Time to eat.' He thought as he stuck his tongue directly into her folds. He immediately got a loud responsive moan from her. 'like that?'
'Fuck yes!' She sent back to him and Peter felt her telekinesis hold his head in place. He responded by continuing his assault on her incredible snatch. His tongue, having thoroughly memorized the best spots to hit inside her, completely conquered her pussy as it created an increasingly pleasurable friction inside that drove her wild.
He worked into her as slowly as possible, making torturously slow movements on purpose as he used his exquisite touch in order to create a slow buildup. That way, she'll experience a much stronger orgasm. (note this for your ladies, ladies/gents who are taking notes. Heh, fourth wall break.)
As her boyfriend's tongue kept moving and gradually applying more friction, Jean's moans kept getting louder as the sensation kept getting even better as she brought her hands to her breasts and tweaked her sensitive nipples as she felt her whole body start to gradually tense and heat up from the actions below.
Her moans kept increasing in volume as she found herself getting worked even closer and closer to climax as the friction was becoming too much to bear and the tension in her entire body increased to a maximum pulp…
And then he hit her g-spot seven times in a split second and in an instant all of that tenseness and pressure completely released through her climax. It was hard. So hard that her entire body was outlined in a faint white glow as she squirted her juices into his mouth as she needed her power to support herself. Her climax lasted for another few minutes. That's right, another few minutes. At the end of it she was still panting heavily as Peter enjoyed the way her breasts heaved as she took deep heaving breaths and the incredibly slutty look present on her face. 'God I needed that.'
'Uh, the name's Peter, and yeah I figured.' Peter chuckled and Jean joined in before she finally looked down at him with pure lust in her eyes as he gently let her down into his lap and kissed her again, letting her taste the sweet nectar he'd just sampled again after a long week. He didn't see what major problem some guys had with eating pussy. Sure, he'd had a few that tasted weird, but a lot of them he found he liked the taste. That, and women like it even more than he did once he started getting the hang of it. Maybe these guys are just eating out the wrong girls...
The thing is though, is that he loves the taste of Jean's pussy. Absolutely loves it. It was by far the best that he's ever had, and let's face it he's had a lot. It was overall the best thing that he's ever tasted in his life. It was sweet and rich like fresh honey straight off the comb and it was silky smooth to the point that it just flowed down his dick like water and down his throat like, well, water. He just couldn't get enough of it. He could go his whole life only drinking it if possible.
Jean responded with a few tricks of her own; lifting him up just slightly from the couch, still seated in an inclined position, before using her powers to pull his pants off before reaching down to squeeze that incredible ass of his, using some of her power to put a bit more strength into it which she knew he loved.
She found proof of that as he let out a deep moan into her mouth from her actions which gave her control of the kiss, slightly altering his pleasure receptors as payback for earlier. 'If you're going to make me sensitive, then I'm going to return the favor.' She sent through the link as she reached down and gently grasped his now hardened cock which earned her an immediate jump of the hips as that extra sensitivity hit him began to slowly stroke him up and down, creating a slow pace similar to what he did to her earlier.
"Not…. Fair." Peter managed to get out as he felt his superhuman stamina being tested and pushed to its limits from the amazing sensations he was experiencing from her soft touches. He was completely at her mercy, at least for the moment. He'd be sure to pay her back for this, with significant interest.
"All's fair in war, and that goes double for love." Jean said as she started massaging the head of his member while she increased the pace of her stroking, making Peter's hips buck almost uncontrollably from the intense feeling. She felt him grow even harder in her hand and her hand was drenched in his thick pre-cum.
He was so close. So close to cumming he could feel his balls tightening in ways that even Felicia hadn't been able to do to him. Just when he was about to release himself she pinched his tip and denied him his sweet orgasm.
"No, not yet." Jean said and Peter had to use all of his willpower not to whine. Yeah, that didn't help much as he was dealing with a very seductive telepath here that was in full control of his body. She lifted his body up to bring his face up to hers as she ran a finger along the underside of his jaw before flicking his chin. "Don't worry, you'll get your release, just as soon as you've been properly punished for torturing me earlier." With a seductive smirk she lowered him down to the couch again, forcing him to stay there. She bent down and took him into her mouth, preventing him from using his hands with her power.
Peter squirmed and he cursed the telepathic abilities holding him down as the psychic goddess gulped down his entire cock, slurping down his entire length with little difficulty. Her lips looked amazing as she bobbed her head up and down his phallus, leaving the head that was continuously leaking that delicious and plentiful pre-cum in her mouth before lowering her head all the way down and feeling the head and a couple inches of shaft go down her throat. The juices in her nether regions stirred as the hot sensation of having this hunk of man meat in her mouth grow even bigger and harder than should be humanly possible spurred her on, bobbing even more intensely as the look on her face grew even more slutty.
His balls were positively boiling as he was desperate to cum. 'Fuck, I can't hold it!' He couldn't stop his thoughts from getting sent as he let out a massive load into her mouth. Jean moaned loudly from the taste as her control on him loosened. His orgasm was so intense that he had to raise a now freed arm behind the couch to steady his entire body as the sexy telepath practically drained him dry.
Jean wasn't surprised by the size of the load. Even though she knew he masturbated often enough, he had a sex drive that nearly rivaled Logan's. That combined with the earlier treatment and his resilience so far, he was practically set up for a huge release, just like he did to her.
Like Peter enjoyed eating her out, Jean enjoyed sucking him off just as much if not more. His pre-cum was so plentiful and appetizing that it always got her riled up even just from a few drops. Then there was his seed itself. It was amazing. It had a strong smell, but not unbearable or unpleasant, which she appreciated. The taste, while not as powerful as Logan's, was incredibly rich, but also had an appetizing sweetness to it that she couldn't resist. Seeing as how she loved sweets, this amazing appendage became her new favourite lollipop.
As she finished drinking every last drop she could from that orgasm, she slowly moved up his cock, stopping momentarily at the head before releasing it with a *POP*. She looked up to see the face of her boyfriend, who's look of hunger was growing even more intense as he stared at her bare breasts and beautiful face.
'My turn.' Peter thought as he brought his arm out from behind the couch, a nanotech web shooter with built-in stealth tech now clad on his wrist. Peter stood up and immediately picked her up with ease. Jean squealed as he hoisted her up against his right shoulder, putting her hands down on that shoulder instinctively for support.
He then brought over to an empty wall and pushed her against it, holding her arms against the wall by her wrists, kissing her fiercely as she wrapped her amazing legs around his waist, using his strong back muscles for physical support. Jean began shifting her hips to line herself up with his cock to get to the real prize for the night...
And then, she heard a soft thwip, and found herself unable to move her hands. She looked and saw both of them webbed to the wall.
"New hiding spot?" She asked him as he removed her legs from his waist and lowered her legs to the floor gently.
"Yep, filled with special webbing I had whipped up especially for you. Payback for earlier." Peter said as he kissed her and quickly slid a digit inside her quivering snatch and hit one of her spots. Jean's hips jumped from the assault and her legs buckled. Peter smirked as he groped her sensitive breast while adding another finger into her as he pumped into her much more quickly and aggressively than before. The attack on her sweet spots drove her crazy, raising her hips to meet his fingers. Her moans became more frantic as he mercilessly assaulted her body,
"Yes, yes! Right there!" Jean said, feeling so close to orgasm that it was killing her. Just then, he paused and stopped moving his hands. Jean looked at him pleadingly with confusion. "No, don't stop. Why are you stopping?" He then increased his pace to even faster than before, making her gasp as it threw her over th "Fuck, I'm going to, I'm going to-" Jean said as she let out a sharp flood of juices cascaded down onto the wall as she orgasmed. "Aaaaaaaaaahh, fuuuck."
Peter didn't let up, attacking all her sensitive spots with his actions, making her moan uncontrollably and cry out his name as she squirted out a nice puddle's worth of pent-up juices onto his floor.
He kept that up for twenty minutes and Jean found herself struggling to keep up with his actions. She'd already had about six orgasms and each one had come even quicker than the last.
"No, it's too much!" Jean said as her feet slid on the floor, the repeated orgasms making her dizzy. The only thing keeping her up was the webs keeping her hands shackled as her feet struggled to find any sort of traction. She felt yet another orgasm hit her, bringing her up to eight total. Peter smirked, not quite feeling done with her yet. 'Let's just see how long her stamina can hold out.'
After a good more ten minutes of absolute torture, Peter finally pulled his hand out of her. He took a moment to gaze at his work. The poor woman had experienced another two orgasms from his rough treatment and Jean's legs were bent shaking as she was struggling to keep her entire body supported. Her own juices were dripping down her thighs and had amassed a puddle on the floor. She was panting heavily, her head drooping down as she currently lacked the strength to lift it at that moment. In short, she looked incredibly erotic.
"Had enough?" Peter asked curiously and she took a deep breath before she finally looked up at him. He was overjoyed as much as he was terrified to see a white and orange fire in her eyes as she looked up at him. "I suppose not."
"I'm gonna make you regret doing that so badly that you won't even be able to talk when I'm done with you." Jean said, The Phoenix no longer willing to be kept at bay when it's mate was doing his best to provoke it.
"Well, bring it on, hot stuff." Peter said and Jean let out a competitive smirk as he grabbed her legs and forcefully spread them apart. After he moved closer for direct access, Jean countered by lifting her legs up and immediately wrapping herself around his waist, clinging to him for dear life as she kissed him like a madwoman, breathing in more of his masculine scent as her folds massaged his thick length.
"You've unleashed the beast. No turning back now." Jean said, the heat coming off her in droves which heated up his skin and the heat of her juices increased as they slathered his cock in a shining hot glaze.
Peter smirked. "Well now you're just stroking my ego, in other ways..." he reached down and lined his now really hard dick up with her now practically molten pussy and rubbed the shaft around her lips, getting a good amount of her dripping clear juices on it. Jean moaned loudly from the feeling of his large mushroom head hitting her folds.
"Come on, put it in. I can't hold back any longer." Jean said, wanting to be filled so much her power output increased. Her inner muscles were contracting and expanding almost uncontrollably, further emphasizing her unbearable need for him.
Peter answered her need by shoving his entire length into her, hitting hard against Jean's cervix and the flames intensified as she came around his cock. Peter looked down and seeing the clear juices splash down his cock spurred him on, as he started thrusting into her at a rapid pace, loving Jean's screams of pleasure as he ploughed into her so fast that his movements became like a blur.
Jean was in shock for a few moments before she regained her senses and started slamming her hips down to match one of his thrusts. Peter groaned as she landed hard on his pelvis while working his cock with her hot inner muscles, not expecting the sudden counterattack. His breath grew heavy with pleasure and Jean smirked at his expression, her hands still tied. 'I may be the one ìn binds, but I'm not going to back down and let you have all the fun.'
Peter smirked. "Now who's talking to themselves?" Peter said as he put more power in his thrusts, throwing a little extra spider power in there for good measure. Jean moaned loudly from the mix of minor pain and intense pleasure. She looked at him with a curious eye and a smile full of approval at that hit of forcefulness.
"All's fair, right?" Peter said with a crafty smirk which Jean returned as they found a new, stronger rhythm as the sounds of flesh repeatedly smacking together echoed throughout the apartment. Neither succumbed to the other as both unloaded their full strength into the other through their hips. Sweat dripped off their bodies in droves as it puddled beneath them. Peter actually had to use his powers to plant his feet so he wouldn't slip.
"Mmn, I can feel you getting even harder. You know once you cum, I'll take control again, don't you?" Jean said as she sensually ground her hips around his cock while contracting her pussy muscles alittle harder around him which made his knees buckle. Hovever, like always, he laughed in the face of a challenge.
"Fat chance, Ho-oh." Peter said as he changed the angle of thrusting and Jean gasped as she felt herself getting even closer to orgasm.
"Yes! Right there! Yes! Yes! YES! I'M CUMMING!" she said as she tightened around him even harder and the intense pleasure of the heat completely enveloping him overwhelmed his already strained stamina past it's limits and he released a massive load in her. "Ooh, yeah." Jean let out a contented moan as she felt his thick semen fill her pussy and the Phoenix flames on her body faded away. They stayed in that position for several minutes, kissing each other's bodies and sweat from their romp. Peter set her down on the floor.
Peter released a special dissolvent from his shooter. He let her down from the wall and she fell to the floor in a heap, unable to even lift a finger from the powerful sensations she was experiencing.
And just as she thought she was done for the night and essentially the week as a copious amount of her boyfriend's seed began to leak out of her, she heard those delightful words that she'd been waiting to hear all week long.
"Not yet, I'm not done with you."
Well, there you go. My second one shot. Third if you count the rewrite.
I gotta say, I like this one better.
Let me know in the comments if you want there to be a chapter two.
Just to let y'all know, i might be making a valentines day themed harem one shot. No promises, but keep an eye out.