90: Coping [02]
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"Come on," Peter said, walking towards her. "Let me make you feel good again."
Laura smiled shyly, nodding as she walked toward him.
Peter took her hand, leading her into the bathroom.
He let the shower run over their bodies.
He ran his hands over her skin, and Laura purred softly.
"Mmm," She moaned.
Peter kissed her neck and breasts, making her shiver.
She wrapped her arms around him and he gently pushed her against the wall. His cock rubbed along her slit as he kissed her deeply.
The water ran down their bodies.
Peter slid his hand up between them and stroked her clit. Laura gasped when his fingers brushed over her pussy lips.
Peter kissed her cheek, licking gently at it as he stroked her clit with his thumb.
"Oh my God," Laura moaned.
He pulled away from her mouth to kiss at her neck again. The water beat down on his back and shoulders, making the room steamy.
As she trembled a little, Peter grabbed his cock and pressed on her pussy lips, sliding up and down to find the vaginal entrance for him.
Laura's body shuddered under his touch.
Peter pressed harder, rubbing against her opening before sinking in.
Laura cried out, pushing herself against him.
"You're so tight," He whispered.
Why was she so tight? Peter frowned slightly, moving further inside her, tearing something before he could fully settle inside.
"Jesus," Peter muttered.
He pulled his hips back, then looked down at her pussy. Sure enough, there was blood trickling down his cock.
Was that normal? He'd just taken her virginity last night, hadn't he? He'd torn her hymen, so why was it back again?
'She has a healing factor... Don't tell me it regenerates her hymen too?' Peter thought incredulously.
Peter just sighed, and put his cock back inside her.
Her walls were still tight around him, but they weren't as rough this time. There was no pain or discomfort for her, It seemed, or so he deduced from her expression. It felt nice, actually. A little rough, but not painful.
Laura moaned again, pushing her hips up against him.
Peter turned the shower off and kissed her on the neck, moving back and forth inside of her. He moved faster, his hips pounding against hers.
Laura moaned like a bitch in heat.
Peter held her close, enjoying the way she moaned beneath him.
He slid his hands down her body, caressing her breasts and stomach, kissing her all over.
She melted against his chest, moaning whenever he touched her.
As Peter felt her walls tightening around him, and her thighs shuddering against his hips, he came inside her.
Laura's muscles gripped him tightly, milking his cock for every drop.
Then, as she collapsed on the ground and his cock slipped out of her, Peter grabbed her waist and pulled her up, lining his cock on her cute little butthole before massaging it with his cock.
"A-Ah!" She squeaked out.
"Relax," Peter said, pressing the tip of his cock inside her butt hole.
Laura bit her lip and shivered as he slowly pushed himself inside, but she relaxed somewhat once Peter stopped pushing forward.
He let her adjust to his size before continuing, watching the way her ass jiggled back and forth.
It wasn't the most comfortable feeling, but it felt good. And she was cute, even though she was trying not to be.
Peter moved her slightly, and she hugged his back, moving her hips in tandem with his thrusts.
"God, you're so tight..." Peter grunted out.
Laura was breathing hard, her butthole gripping him tightly.
She reached back and held onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.
Before long, as he thrust deep inside her, Peter felt her two claws extending. She gripped his back, her claws slicing at his back.
Peter groaned out, and Laura moaned.
He slowed down, pulling out of her ass.
Laura whimpered, but didn't say anything.
Peter sat down on the tub's edge, ordering her to clean his cock of the residual cum. As she listened to him obediently, Peter's thoughts wandered a little.
She was a wolf, technically. A beast.
And he had the beast system, which should, technically, make him a beast also. The reason she was being so docile was probably because of that.
She might be a wolf, but at the moment, he was her beast, her mate, so that was probably the reason behind why she wasn't being so dominant and was letting him be in the lead.
As Laura sucked on his cock, Peter used his finger to put a strand of hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear.
Once he was satisfied, he leaned back and watched her suck him off.
They were both dripping wet, and the water was warm and comforting.
Laura licked and suckled at his cock, swallowing his cock whole and bobbing her head up and down.
Peter wrapped his hands around her slim waist, holding her in place as he fucked her face.
"Fuck," He breathed out.
He felt her tongue teasing the underside of his cock as he continued fucking her.
"That's it," He grunted. "Take it. Take it all."
Laura whimpered, but didn't stop sucking on his cock.
Peter couldn't help but moan loudly, looking at her beautiful face.
Finally not being able to hold it in anymore, he let out ropes of cum, painting her mouth and face in white.
She quickly gulped everything down before continuing to clean his cock clean. Then, she crawled over him and kissed his cheek.
Peter spent a bit more time with her inside there before they cleaned each other up and got dressed.
More like, Peter pulled out some of his clothes from his [Inventory].
Needless to say, Laura looked cute in his clothes oversized clothes.
Peter and Laura sat on the bed, staring at each other.
"So..." Peter began slowly. "Who're you?"
Laura blinked, looking down at her hands.
"I'm Laura Kinney...?" She said quietly.
"Yeah," Peter nodded. "Well, I guess we can start with who you are now. What're you up to? Where do you live? How old are you...?"
She looked confused.
"I don't... Know."
This confirmed his suspicion.
She was probably shot in the head.
He sighed.
"I'm a mutant for one," she said suddenly. "I think..."
"Oh... Please don't go around announcing that to every stranger you meet."
She opened her mouth and then closed it.
"But you..."
"I'm a stranger." Peter deadpanned.
She nodded.
"Okay," She said softly.
"Do you remember anything?" Peter asked.
Laura's eyes lit up.
"Yes! Yes, I remember a lot."
He raised an eyebrow.
"I remember everything that happened between us."
Peter sighed.
He couldn't leave her like this... But he might have to get involved with X-Men and the mutants if he gave her asylum.
That would be troublesome.
'And Logan too..." Peter groaned internally. Logan thought of Laura as his daughter, and Peter was sure Logan wouldn't be too welcome of the fact that he fucked his sixteen years old daughter.
Not only did Laura look like Laura, but she had Laura's powers too.
So, he would have to get involved with the X-Men, and that meant him interacting with Professor Xavier, the X-Men and possibly even more shit related to the Brotherhood and Emma Frost; if things got out of hand that is.
But Laura really needed help, and his conscience wouldn't allow him to just leave her here, especially after he fucked her to oblivion.
"Alright," Peter said firmly. "I'll take you to the Xavier Institute and see what can be done about your memory loss."
Laura looked confused.
"What's Xavier Institute?"
Peter didn't answer.
He just stood up, getting himself together. He needed to go home now.
Gwen... Well, he'll do something about her. He loves her too much to leave her. She's mad at him, so he wouldn't force himself for now.
And thinking of Gwen, Peter felt another pang of guilt wash over him.
She was the mother of his child, his future wife, and he was still cheating on her and would continue to do so.
"Hey!" Laura shouted suddenly.
Peter turned to see her standing up angrily.
"Where am I going?!" She demanded.
He stared down at her.
She stood up to him? How amusing.
As she started fidgeting under his gaze, Peter relented.
"Home," Peter grumbled.
Then they took off, Peter simply walked out of the hotel and then led them to a secluded area, holding onto her hand tightly.
He opened a portal straight to his house and walked through, much to Laura's amazement.
She'd never seen such a thing before.
"This is a teleport?" She asked.
"No." Peter nodded.
"What's a teleporter?"
"Shut up."
She did.
Peter thought of what to do with her. She got shot in the head and lost her memories like Logan, that much he was sure of. That's why he didn't leave her alone back at the pub—God knows how she even got there.
But all this meant another thing, someone was after her.
The reason she was at that bar was because she was being chased by some unknown group or because she was hiding there from someone.
Now, by helping her when he was 'Peter' and not 'Spider-Man', Peter had gotten a target set on him. Who? He didn't know. It didn't really matter much either.
He sighed and slumped down on the bed.
"Um," Laura sounded, popping into the edge of his vision. "What should I do?"
Peter closed his eyes for a moment.
"Do whatever you want, just don't go out for now. I'll think of something."
Oh... Outside... This reminded him of his plans to go looking for houses with Gwen.
Great.
Peter tried not to think, but his mind wandered off to Gwen anyway. She broke up with him.
His heart ached, and he was about to fall into the pits of self-loathing, again.
But Laura sat on top of his stomach, staring down at him curiously, rubbing his abs over the shirt he was wearing.
Peter shook his head, clearing his thoughts.
He didn't need any distractions right now.
"Hey," Laura said softly. "Why were you so sad last night?" She blushed a little, presumably remembering last night.
"Nothing..." Peter sighed. "Just broke up with my girl."
Laura frowned.
"You have a girlfriend?"
"Yeah," Peter shrugged. "We've been dating for a while, she's pregnant with a kid too..."
"What?!" Laura gasped.
"Didn't mean to shock you." Peter sighed.
"Oh..." Laura said awkwardly. "Um... I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it."
'...I'll do something about it.' Peter thought.
He heard Laura sigh behind him, but he ignored her.
Gwen Stacy sighed, rubbing her stomach. Enough moping around, she shouldn't feel bad because some bastard cheated on her with his own aunt and probably a whole bunch of other women while he was at it.
He wasn't worth the angst that she had been feeling all day long; she should have known better than to get involved with someone like him in the first place.
When he ràped her, she shouldn't have reconciled.
He wasn't worth it.
'Who am I kidding?'
Gwen chuckled bitterly and entered her bathroom, doing her morning rituals before she would get ready for school. She wasn't skipping school today because of a stupid reason like breaking up with the father of her future child.
Gwen donned new clothes, and picked up her stuff before going down to eat. Her dad wasn't home today, she thanked her stars he wasn't home, otherwise he would've had to see her like that.
After making a quick breakfast and eating, Gwen left for school, humming a soft tune as she walked.
It was time for a new start.
Lord_Kismet: Thank God she's better now ? I just hope she won't do anything stupid.
Read ahead ASAP!
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