73: Apology [02]

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Peter had contemplated for a while before ultimately deciding that he'd go and meet Felicia; he could probably even plant some seeds in her mind for the future.

He would see.

Peter sighed, staring at May's naked body beside him. It was early in the morning, and he'd enjoyed his night with May, like always. If Gwen wasn't present, he'd do it with May almost on a daily basis.

There was Yuri, too, but she had been a bit busy with a case recently, so they hadn't had time for themselves much. Peter suspected that this 'case' was related to the murders all across Queens and Manhattan.

Peter needed to do something about this, surely, JJJ had already bad-mouthed him. It was enough, he didn't need to slander his public image further.

But,

Felicia came first.

Yuri was strong enough to handle herself, and even if she were to be in danger, the protection spell he'd placed on her person would defend her, and alert him in return. Then, he could go and save her if things went south.

He trusted in her abilities.

But, Peter had priorities.

So, he waited for May to wake up since he didn't want to ruin her sleep, nor did he want to leave unannounced.

Today was Sunday, so there was no school.

That's probably why Felicia had approached him in the first place, so that they could have a peaceful talk.

After a while of lying down while pondering over some stuff, May finally stirred awake.

Peter smiled.

Needless to say, they played around with each other for a while before May went down to make breakfast.

After his morning rituals, Peter was down, sitting next to May.

As they ate, Peter contemplated on how he should break the news to Gwen. He'd have to do it eventually, so it was better to be prepared than sorry.

"Hey, May," Peter called her, suddenly, gulping down so he could talk to her.

May glanced at him, and Peter continued.

"I was wondering…" he made a face. "How should I break it to Gwen?"

May frowned in confusion.

"Break what?"

"You know, me fucking around. Cheating, basically." Peter murmured, but May could understand him pretty well.

"Oh…" May let out a sound, her attention going back to eating.

She seemed to be thinking.

Peter let her do so, it wouldn't benefit him either way. Not like she could talk for him, he'd have to do it himself, it didn't matter when or how.

So, he just sighed and continued eating breakfast.

"You should come out honestly," May said during the meal. "I… I don't think there's a better way. Yeah, there might be some short-term easy way, but that'd ruin things with her in the long-run."

Then, she smiled at him fondly.

"And you, honey, are too deep in love with that girl to leave her to some short-term thingy."

Peter almost spat the water he was drinking.

Honey… seriously…?

He eyed her incredulously; seriously, what was wrong with her today? She was wild in bed last night too…

Peter squinted his eyes, but didn't say anything. He'd noticed this recently, maybe it was due to Edward's nature mixing with his a bit more, but Peter had started staying quiet most of the time.

Where he'd quip and bullshit with whoever he was fighting or stuff, Peter was usually being silent these days.

Although it was difficult at first to notice this change, he'd been enlightened of it after Gwen pointed it out once, asking whether he was mad with her or something.

Peter had thought about it then, and explained some stuff to Gwen so she wouldn't feel hurt or anything of the sort If he were to stay silent.

"I'll try to be more honest with her." He finally said to May. "But, you know…" Peter shrugged, sighing.

May chuckled, "You're afraid of losing her. But more afraid of hurting her since you won't ever let her go. And you'd have to use those incubus powers of yours for that, which would suck for you particularly because it's Gwen you'd be using it on."

Peter opened his mouth, and closed it again, repeating this action for a few times.

How the fuck did she know him so well?

And…

"Why a fucking Incubus?" That's what he was flabbergasted about. Incubus? Him? Never…

"Uhmmm?" May gave him a challenging look, daring him to retort to her statement.

But… now that he thought of it, his powers really were similar to that of a fucking Incubus.

Penis length and grith control, enlarging it, releasing a scent that made females horny, and even a freaking mode that allowed him to presumably do anything.

Yeah, [Beast Mode] might just be some OP skill, he hadn't really used it, nor had he trained it, or checked its limits or anything of similar aspects.

He was just afraid.

Though he knew that he'd have to use it sooner than later, but he'd leave it in future Peter's hands.

"Yeah… you're probably right." Peter sighed, and finished his meal.

Then, he finished some of his work, kissed May good bye, and left; he'd do something today, before his eventual 'date' with Felicia.

Yep, they'd agreed upon a place and time already, last night, to be more specific, and Peter would be there on time.

But before that, he had something to do.

He needed to look for a building for his company.

Sure, he had the warehouse, but that was more of a personal thing, at least he thought so. Peter wanted another building for [Parker Games] which would eventually turn into [Parker Industries] or [Parker Corp] in the future.

But that was for later, for now, he'd look for the building, approach the owner, and maybe come to some deal.

He might need a competent lawyer for it, and he had someone in mind for that job, and no, it wasn't Jen.

He had a certain devil in mind.

Anyways, Peter spent quite some time, going around Queens, and he even teleported to some other places, though he had to cast an illusion spell on himself to not appear as Peter Parker when he did teleport since if Peter traveled around that fast and someone caught him, he'd have some explaining to do.

Which wasn't really something big, but it was nevertheless troublesome.

He did find a good enough place, and he was planning on buying it.

It was quite a high building, maybe even more than he needed, but Peter wasn't thinking of moving from this one for a long time if he succeeded. And since it was big enough, a lot of people could fit in.

All in all, it would be a good deal; he had enough money to rent it too.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to buy it, no, he'd rent for now.

When it was time for the 'date', Peter just teleported near the restaurant he was meeting Felicia, in an alley, and then canceled the illusion and walked to the restaurant.

He willed his spider-suite to come out. He had tried something new recently, and if it worked, he wouldn't have needed for buying clothes after this.

And as expected, the suit, which should have been a Spider-Man suit, emerged out of the shadows as a black tuxedo-like suit.

It was more of a design Peter made himself, and less of a tuxedo, but they were similar enough.

Anyways, Peter entered the restaurant after some check-in, and looked for the table he'd booked beforehand.

He was familiar with this restaurant because he'd come on dates with Gwen here quite often.

Peter didn't take much time to spot Felicia sitting on a chair, looking at the small silver watch on her wrist.

She had a well sculpted figure, which was similar to an hourglass. But the proportions were not extreme, they were just enough to not take from her body, but add more to what she already was.

Her waist was tapered and she had a burnished complexion that shone with a hidden glint of mischievousness, annoyance, and distrust for everybody around her. She seemed ready to pounce at anyone, at any given moment.

A pair of arched eyebrows were atop her emerald green eyes. Her ears were delicate, a small blush of red and pink on their tips; it was natural.

It was enchanting to see her flowing, snowy white hair. Her eyes stared at him intensely as she let a smile form on her pouty lips that had a glossy lipstick on them.

Peter would have to admit, she was fucking pretty, and smoking hot in that figure-hugging dress of hers.

His heart was racing slightly as he neared her with a smile on his face.

Felicia smiled back, two deep dimples forming in her cheeks; which somehow made her overall look quite naughty.

"Hello, how are you?" She said.

…Fuck.

Peter wasn't sure if he'd be able to control himself today.

…He might just end up using [Beast's Scent] to fuck her silly.

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