30: Kamar-Taj [03]

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"Nothing. I'm totally fine." May said, avoiding eye contact.

"I see," Peter said, sounding a bit hurt.

"W-what?" May was baffled. She looked up, only to see Peter giving her a sad, tight-lipped smile.

"So, I'm not as trustworthy as I thought huh?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Otherwise, you would've told me if something was going on. I'm not a kid May. Not anymore."

"H-hey! It's nothing like that! I trust you very much! More than anyone in this world." May panicked.

"Then tell me what's wrong."

"It's just… it's j-just…"

She hesitated, opening her mouth a couple of times to speak, but no words came out. In the end, May couldn't say anything and lowered her head.

"Haha," Peter chucked self-mockingly as he straightened.

"I'll be going out for a while. Will be back in the evening. Love you." Peter said, his voice hoarse and saddened. Then, he pecked her on the cheeks and walked out of the door.

May just sat there, gaping like a fish before she groaned and started massaging her temples.

"Fuck…"

Peter sighed, cursing himself for turning into such a manipulative bastard.

Things he does to fuck his own aunt. Peter shook his head, walked into an alley, summoned his suit, and wore the sling ring before waving his hand in a circular motion.

A portal to Kamar-Taj opened up, and Peter stepped through.

He was going to be here the whole day; he had the perfect excuse for being out too.

Anyways, Peter had yet to move when a portal opened beside him and the Ancient One came out of it.

"Oh, teacher." Peter bowed as a courtesy. "What is the next thing I need to learn? Will you be teaching me personally?"

"No," The Ancient One shook her head. "You will be learning everything by yourself. I will be merely helping you out if you reach a bottleneck and can't get over it by yourself."

Saying so, she opened a portal and pushed Peter through.

"Wha-" Peter was going to shout at her, but his voice got cut as he felt as if he moved out of his body.

Then, he felt as if he was sucked out of Earth at lightning speed. Peter gasped, staring down at the blue ball known as Earth. There were many things orbiting around the Earth, which shouldn't be there at all. To say Peter was surprised would be an understatement.

The butterflies fluttered around the Earth, shining in different colors.

Peter was once again sucked into another place, appearing in a wormhole-like portal that flashed in different hues. They weren't really comprehensible by Peter's human mind. Even with his intelligence, all these colors were indescribable. The scenes kept changing, and Peter was thrown through many odd, beautiful, and dangerous dimensions.

Then, Peter was thrown into the last dimension.

It was fully made out of webs. This dimension was just like the mirror dimension, but there were webs instead of mirrors. Peter was baffled. He looked around at the webs, each one displayed different entities, different scenes, and different worlds and places repeating over and over.

Then, it all vanished, and Peter was sucked back into his own body. He fell down to the ground, a startled yelp coming out of his mouth. Peter heaved up and down, breathing heavily as he sweated buckets.

"Was that really necessary?" Peter wheezed out as he felt the Ancient One's presence. "I can already do magic, no? so was that necessary?"

"Yes," she said, sounding certain of herself. "You needed perspective; you needed to know your place in this vast universe."

He didn't. He really didn't. He already knew of the dangers in the universe, heck, even the multiverse. He even had cosmic entities on his head. So, he didn't really need perspective. But… maybe, he needed a wake-up call.

Anyways, Peter sighed, standing up as he looked around. He was in the library. There were books upon books in there, and he stared at everything in awe.

"What am I supposed to do here?" he asked, distracted in looking at the books and everything else there was.

"Anything you desire; some books are, of course, not accessible to you. But you can read any book you have access to."

"I see," Peter muttered.

"Now, if you'll excuse me." The Ancient One said, opening a portal before going through. Peter stared on as the portal closed behind her.

Peter looked at the rows and rows of books. Spellbooks. His hands couldn't help but itch. He wanted to run off and find the most powerful spells and learn them. But he refrained, muttering 'baby steps' in his mind.

"Okay," he sighed. "Time to dig in."

[Just when Peter left]

May sat there, stiffened in her place, as her mind wandered around.

Peter had just walked away from her, seemingly pained that she didn't trust him enough to tell him about what was troubling her. He should be disappointed in her, no? having lived a life with someone, loving that someone. But in the end, that 'someone' doesn't even trust you enough to tell you what pains them.

May just hugged her legs tightly.

'Why?'

It had been a long time since Ben's passing, and now that she was finally settling in with her life, why did things turn to shit again? Why the fuck did she get attracted to her fucking nephew!

It had all begun that night.

When she'd gotten horny out of nowhere.

She'd looked at him, at his caring, concerned eyes.

Eyes that were so similar yet different to Ben's.

That night, for the first time, she'd fingered thinking of her nephew.

That was also the night she had her first sexual dream involving Peter.

She couldn't accept it

What kind of aunt was she if she had such dreams about him?

She'd been horrified at her mind. How disgusting a place could a mind be?

Then, she continued to have sexual dreams about Peter every time she fell asleep. And whenever she would close her eyes, the scenes of her nephew ravaging her like fucktoy would appear in front of her.

It made her so disgusted with herself.

…but it was so very hot too.

After Ben's death, a part of her had died too, and she'd been left with nothing but Peter. He was everything to her, just like she was to him. She'd worked hard for his future, doing part-time jobs, doing extra shifts, doing everything just so he could get into a good school, and have a good future ahead of him.

She didn't want to let his genius mind go to waste, after all.

It was hard, it was very hard to take care of him. Alone. But she'd never complained to anyone.

And they were happy.

They were really happy.

But she just had to fall for her own nephew. Even though it might just be physical desire, she just had to go ahead and think of him like that.

May curled further in her chair; what was she supposed to do now?

Fall to the temptation?

No… she should just leave. Run far away. She could send him money every month. Yes. That's exactly what she's going to do.

Peter looked through many books.

Transmutation. Telekinesis. Time Manipulation. Occlumency. And many more.

But there laid the first problem.

They were in languages he didn't know. So? Peter had to find books related to learning those languages first.

Sanskrit and Arabic were the first languages he needed to learn. But learning a language wasn't anything easy, far from it. So, in the end, Peter couldn't learn any spells. He just picked up books written in Sanskrit and Arabic—both Spellbooks and books to learn the languages—and teleported to the warehouse.

Of course, he asked for the Ancient One's permission to get those books. Surprisingly, she agreed. So, Peter just remade his bed with his webs and slumped down on it as he started reading the books. Of course, he had to buy some books about learning languages too. He had some spare money, so Peter bought the books using those. Then, he read the books throughout the whole day.

In the evening, however, Yuri came. She just slumped beside him, complaining about how tiresome the day was. So, Peter put the books in his [Inventory] and tackled her into a hug as he kissed her hungrily.

He needed his points, and he also wanted to let off some steam.

(A/N: From now on, the completed tasks will be listed together to save space)

[Tasks complete!]

[Give Cunnilingus; Get Fellatio; Whipping; Vaginal sex; Anal sex; Hardcore]

[+900 SP]

[8,000/20,000 SP]

Peter sighed in contentment feeling his cum seep out of him as Yuri sucked him dry with her mouth. Then, she sat up on his bare stomach with her dripping cunt before lying beside him on the bed, hugging him as she got comfortable.

"You know," she began. "We've been fucking lots lately."

Peter smirked, "Is that a problem?"

"Nah, we've been using condoms, so I don't think it is. I enjoy it, and so do you. I don't see any problem."

Peter just smiled.

"Anyways," she said. "Any progress with the other girls? Wait, actually, you haven't really told me about who the girls are, or their situation." she looked horrified, "I don't know anything!" Yuri jolted up.

She quickly got on his stomach and started bobbing up and down.

"I wanna know!" she demanded.

Peter stared at her for a while, letting the silence stretch before he spanked her red ass, grabbed her, raised her up, lined his cock, and dropped her down with a thud.

"Umnhhhh~ " she closed her eyes, shuddering. "It's always an awesome fee-ahhh!"

Yuri growled as Peter activated [Erection].

"Fuckkkk!" she hissed. "Damn that's… big."

"So, anyway," Peter said. "I have four girls for now, including you. Two are from my school—Mary Jane Watson, and Liz Allan. They are nothing serious. Just casual fucktoys. Then there's you." Peter said, feeling her walls adjusting to his size.

"The fourth one, though, she's someone I love deeply."

"Oh, who might that be?"

"You know her, actually."

"I do?"

"Yes, Gwen Stacy, George's daughter."

"Oh…"

"Anyways, she was my friend, and we were pretty close."

"Were?"

"Yes, my powers awakened, and I kind of lost control. I forced myself onto her. I ráped her."

"Wha-Ahnn~" Yuri's eyes widened in surprise after she heard him say that he'd ráped Gwen, only to moan loudly as he gave her a good and deep thrust.

"And she's pregnant. I'm gonna be a father in a year or so, she's gonna be a fucking mother. Her father doesn't know, her aunt does know, and no one knows but you, me, and her. And I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to do anymore. I don't want to abandon her. Ever. I'm thinking of talking with George, but I don't know what to talk about. How to talk about it. I can't just go 'hey, I ráped your daughter, so will you give us your blessings since we love each other too and would like to get married someday?' now, can I?"

Peter said between Yuri's moans as she rode him like a cowgirl. Yuri stopped moving, heaved up and down for breath, and looked at him.

"That's, huff, that's pretty fucked up." She sounded very serious. "Captain George isn't going to be happy about thi-Oooh!" Peter thrust her deep inside, penetrating her womb as she moaned out in a mixture of pain and pleasure—though it was mostly pleasure for her since she's an M.

"Quite the good way to motivate me into talking to him, don't you think so?" Peter grunted in annoyance.

"Hey! Stop for a moment!"

Peter stopped.

"I, I am serious. He won't like it one bit if you tell it outright."

"Oh? We weren't really planning on telling him that I ráped Gwen. It was going to be more along the lines of 'we fucked each other in the heat of the moment and I forgot to wear a condom or cum outside of her' or something."

"Then that's good, I guess. Anyways, any other target you might have? I'm curious."

"Hmm, some schoolmates of mine, girls, of course. Black Cat. Probably Silver if I get the chance."

"Oh… but I mean immediate ones."

"My aunt."

"W-what?"

"My aunt."

Yuri looked at him weirdly and blushed a bit as she tightened around his dick, making him hiss in pleasure.

"That…" Yuri drawled. "Is surprisingly… hot."