Hey, I'm back. Sorry for the late update. I was just kind of stumped on conversation writing for a while.

Thanks to omni creator kami of anime for getting on my ass to write this chapter. Hope you all enjoy it.

Dainbramagedmofo: nice constructive criticism. I hope you enjoy how this story goes in the future. So just enjoy.

CRUDEN: to be honest, that would be pretty funny, and it gave me an idea for a later arc. So right now, enjoy the whole schoolboy Peter.

Maximum: A couple of those are already guaranteed. Others, I'll think about em.

There is a slight lemon at the beginning of this chapter, so if you don't want to look, skip it.

Ah, who am I kidding? This is a Harem Fic. If you were gonna skip it, you wouldn't follow this fic.

Here's an extra long one for you.

Disclaimer: I don't own spider man or marvel.

Thanks to those who follow and favourite the story. To a new writer, it's a real confidence boost.

Let's get to it.

"Ah, fuck that's good." Peter said as MJ sucked his cock. He'd woken up on his bed this morning to MJ straddling his lap and sucking him off in her birthday suit. It was a rather different wake up than he was used to, but he wasn't complaining.

MJ slurped his cock, tightening her throat muscles around it. Peter groaned appreciatively from her efforts.

"Fuck, you're so hot." Peter said. He was really enjoying the feeling of her hot mouth.

She bobbed her head down and slurped on his cock, pushing it deep down her throat.

MJ's bare tits were presented to him. Peter reached out and used his newfound skills to stick his hands to her tits and flicked her nipples.

She let out a moan which sent vibrations along his cock, making him harden even more.

He moved a hand towards her head and pulled her long hair back before thrusting up into her mouth.

MJ smiled as he fucked her throat. She loved how dominating he could be at times, and her lack of a gag reflex definitely helped in swallowing his huge, thick cock.

She gagged a little on the sheer size of his cock but held on. She wanted to taste his delicious cum again.

After a few minutes they both felt his balls tighten and Peter increased his thrusts.

She moaned around his cock and with that he came down her throat. He fired his hot, copious, thick seed down her throat.

She swallowed his cum with enthusiasm, making sure to drink every last drop.

"Hmm, delicious." MJ said satisfiedly to him, cum drunk thanks to the rather large meal she'd just swallowed.

"Where'd that come from? Not that I'm complaining." Peter asked her.

"Well, you had a serious case of morning wood, and I had the treatment, so it was only right." She said smiling playfully as she crawled into his lap. Peter smiled charmingly at that.

"Well who am I to refuse the care of a beautiful woman?" Peter said and MJ blushed slightly.

"You charmer. You really know how to make a girl feel important, don't you?" MJ asked him, giving him a sweet smile.

"You've always been important to me, MJ. And I'm glad that you were my first." Peter said, making MJ smile sweetly at him. It was that smile that always cheered him up after a bad day as Spider-Man, or when JJ was beating down on him, or even when he was depressed when his Uncle Ben died. She was always there to pick him back up.

"I'm glad you were my first too. And if there's a repeat of yesterday coming, possibly my last." She said jokingly. Peter looked at the bite on her neck with pride and love in his eyes.

"I love you." Peter said to her and MJ's smile grew even more.

"I love you too." She said back to him, cooing.

Peter then brought his head up and brought her in for a passionate kiss. She kissed him back with equal enthusiasm.

They both parted and just looked at each other adoringly. Eventually though, they did have to get up.

Peter grabbed his phone and looked at the time. '8:42' it read.

"Time to get up?" Peter asked her. MJ nodded and reluctantly moved off of him, shivering at the loss of his body heat. She managed to stand up, albeit with a slight limp.

"I'm gonna go take a shower, and before you get any ideas, I'm still a bit sore from last night, okay?" She said, giving him a pleading look. Though it wasn't as bad as she'd thought it'd be. Maybe his spider powers had something to do with it.

Peter nodded understandingly. Last night had been her first time, and she needed time to recover.

So she headed off to shower, taking the shorts off at the bed and walking out into the hallway with a sway of her hips. Peter watched her until she entered the bathroom, where she gave him a teasing smile before walking into the bathroom.

Peter just shook his head and got out a pair of grey sweats and a t-shirt to wear. He then proceeded to the kitchen to make them both some breakfast.

Peter laid out a plate of strawberry pancakes for himself and MJ (though hers was significantly smaller).

"Mmmm, smells great, Tiger." MJ said, walking over to kiss him on the cheek. She was clad in nothing but his t-shirt from yesterday and a loose pair of his shorts.

"Thanks. Nice look by the way." Peter said. He was checking out her curves and her braless breasts that were sticking out of the material. "It suits you."

"Down, Tiger. At least let me eat first." MJ said teasingly and she took a bite of pancake. Her eyes widened at the flavor for two reasons. One: it. Was. Fucking. Delicious! Two: the taste reminded her of what happened last night.

"You like 'em?" Peter asked, smirking.

"You planned this." MJ said, insinuating that the flavour was planned as a joke.

"Hey, you got a taste of me earlier, I'm just returning the favor." Peter said.

MJ shrugged. "If it means that I get these every morning after, then we're definitely married." She said. These pancakes were so soft they felt like eating the clouds of heaven….oooh syrup! She grabbed the bottle and drizzled some on and around them.

Peter blinked. "Oh yeah, guess we should talk about that, right?"

"Well, we're not really married, I guess the whole bite thing was a bonding process, like with animals." MJ said. She was actually curious as to how they'd go about this. It wasn't exactly a common thing, but then again, Peter wasn't an ordinary person. "Still, this is a really new relationship, despite our feelings and connection to each other."

"What are you suggesting, then?" Peter asked.

"I'd say for now we just hang, talk and fuck. You know, do all the regular stuff couples do and deal with the rest as it comes, alright?" MJ offered, appealint to the rational scientist inside the man who had become her lover.

"Yeah, but what about the…"

"Harem, right?" MJ finished. Peter nodded. MJ gave him a soft smile and reached over to grab his hand. He took it gently. "I already told you last night that I'm fine with it. Just be honest about it, deal?"

"Deal." Peter said and he got up. He kissed her lips lightly. He was lucky to have such a supportive girlfriend. They parted and looked into each other's eyes.

"So what do you have to do today?" MJ asked him. She wished that they could spend the whole day together, but he did have other responsibilities to the city. But she understood. She wasn't about to be petty. "Anything interesting?"

"Well, I've got to go out for patrol. I also need to go see Gwen's dad at the station to check up on a lead." Peter said.

"So how does the relationship between you two work, exactly?" MJ said. Peter had briefly mentioned his relationship with the police with her yesterday, But he hadn't really gone into his relationship with Gwen's father very much. "Does he know who you are?"

"No, at least I think he doesn't. He didn't become captain by kissing ass, that's for sure." Peter said. MJ snorted at that. "He's a friend. I've been helping him take down organized crime for the last year or so and he helps me out with backup if I need it."

"It's gotta be nice having someone out there to have your back." MJ said and Peter nodded.

"It is, though I wouldn't mind having a partner out there." Peter said, thinking back to a brief team up with the black cat a while ago.

MJ smirked. "You mean like a spider girl?" She said.

Peter groaned. "Uggh. Don't get me started. The last thing I need is someone else using my gimmick." He joked, thinking of Spider-Woman. He'd seen on the news last week that the other spider-themed hero has officially been on the avengers for about three months now. "What about you?"

"I'm gonna go visit Gwen, bring her some real food and some clothes." MJ said. She then looked at Peter teasingly. "Maybe pick up some new panties. You kind of ruined my favourite set."

"Hey, I think you can agree that was lace well spent."

MJ chuckled. The slight ache between her legs were definitely evidence of that. "Can't argue with that."

Peter then frowned slightly. He really wanted to spend the day with her as well, but he had leads to follow as well as his meeting with Captain Stacy. A thought then came to his head.

"Hey, what do you think about mate?" Peter asked.

"Mate?" MJ said. Peter nodded thoughtfully in response.

"Yeah, animals mate for life, so why not us. We're not married, but we're not just dating either. And since animals mate for life, then…."

"Mates. I kind of like that. It's got a certain primal feel to it." MJ said and got up to kiss Peter. He kissed back with enthusiasm and rubbed his hands through her hair.

They parted breathlessly and looked at each other with half-lidded eyes.

"Okay, I really gotta go." Peter said. MJ nodded and they both reluctantly separated.

"Alright. I'll see you later. What time do you plan on getting back?"

Peter thought about it for a second. "I should be done by about 6:30. How 'bout we have our first date here and I'll make you dinner?"

MJ smiled excitedly and her eyes lit up. "I like the sound of that. If this dinner will be anything like your cooking so far, then I'm in."

"Sounds great. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to be late for work." Peter said.

MJ nodded and Peter went upstairs to get changed.

MJ sighed as she watched him walk away. 'Just think, yesterday I was watching him swing off from my window and the next day in his bed and having the best night of my life. As corny as as it sounds, He really is an amazing man. My Amazing Spider-Man.' MJ thought and just then Peter walked down in his Spider-Man suit, minus his mask, showing off his boyish, masculine face.

"How do I look?" Peter asked her charmingly. He jokingly flexed his bicep and MJ giggled.

"Handsome, like always." She said and walked over to her new mate. She kissed Peter lightly and felt butterflies.

She reluctantly pulled away after a few seconds. She looked at him with a slight pout. "Do you really have to go? I'm really enjoying those kisses of yours."

"There will be plenty of time for that later, Red." Peter said, reluctantly. He was really considering staying home and just spending the day with MJ. "But I really have to get going."

MJ frowned slightly at this but she nodded nonetheless. "Alright, go get 'em, Tiger. I'll see you later." She said and pecked him a few more times for good measure.

Peter smiled and hugged her waist. "Okay, I really gotta go. I'll see you tonight." He said and he pulled away again. MJ sighed and nodded. "I'll try to swing by the hospital later and see how Gwen's doing."

"I'll see you later, Tiger." She said, giving him one last kiss goodbye. She pulled away and looked into his dark hazel eyes. "If you can't make it, I'll just tell her you said hi."

"Thanks. Tell her I owe her some strawberry beetroot chocolate fudge cake." Peter said and MJ licked her lips from the sound of that.

"Maybe you could make some for me, too, Tiger." She said flirtatiously, fluttering her eyelashes and bringing an arm to his bicep, squeezing it.

Peter rolled his eyes playfully. He loved how adorable she was when she got like this.

"I'll try and fit it into my schedule." He said, giving MJ one last kiss. "See you later."

"Bye, Tiger. Don't be late!" She said and Peter went out to the back.

He slipped his mask on and waved to her once before letting out a web line and swinging off to the streets.

MJ sighed once again before going to get some clothes that she kept in Peter's room in case of emergencies.

Peter swung through the streets of Manhattan. He'd already spent a few hours out on patrol. By now the entire city was lively as ever. Police cars were on patrol and cabbies were shouting at each other.

He swung down to the window he'd entered several times before landing just outside.

"Come in Spider-Man." He heard a calm and slightly tired voice say and Peter took that as his cue. He crawled into the window and closed it. He climbed up the ceiling before looking down on the room's only other occupant.

"You shouldn't leave your window open. You never know who might come in." Spider-Man said playfully.

"I'll keep that in mind. Now would you get down here? I've told you before to use the front door. Everyone knows you work with us." Captain Stacy said irritatedly.

"Sorry, old habits. I don't usually spend much time on the ground." The costumed hero said and dropped down to the ground with a bashful look hidden by his mask.

"It's alright. Pretty sure that I'm used to it by now." The captain said plainly before turning back to some paperwork on his desk.

Peter nodded before trying to think of something to say. It wasn't always easy to talk to the captain, especially if the man was without his coffee. Thankfully there was an extra large empty cup on the desk with a few drops along the rim.

"Hey, is your daughter alright? I saw her get caught in the crossfire." Peter asked.

"She's alright. Just some minor injuries."

"Good, glad to hear it." Spidey said and they both fell into a silence again.

"So how was it?" The silence was broken by this sudden question and Peter went bug eyed (sorry, arachnid eyed) and unfortunately for him, because of the lenses in his mask, it showed on his face, too.

"W-What do you mean?" Peter asked, stuttering.

"Come on Spider-Man, I was a married man once. I'm pretty sure I know the look of a man who just got laid, even if he is wearing a mask." The older man said with a smirk.

"Let's just get to business, ok?" The wall-crawling hero said, annoyed and blushing under his mask. The captain chuckled at his expression.

"Fine with me. I know you didn't come here to discuss our dating lives. Not that I have much to offer on that front, anyway."

"Anything useful come from those robbers?"

"Yeah, that one guy Manny was particularly helpful. Gave us a lead on one of the weapon suppliers for organized crime. Thanks for that by the way."

"No problem. You should thank yourself for making a bit of a cop of me." Spider-Man said and Stacy chuckled. "Did you get anything else?"

"Not much. We did get a name on his boss and a few other thugs, though."

"Well, that's something." Peter said. More than they'd gotten in the last few weeks anyway. He heard the captain chuckle slightly and knew the older man was thinking the same thing. "Better than nothing, I guess."

"Yeah, I'll get back to you if things require a little 'super' assistance. Other than that just keep an eye out." Stacy said and yawned softly.

"Will do." Peter said and nodded with a smile underneath the mask.

"Hey Spider-Man…"

"Yeah?" Peter said and turned back and was surprised to see the captain with a slightly cold look on his face.

"This girl you're seeing, it's not my daughter is it?" Captain Stacy said and Peter actually nearly fell over like an anime character.

"What?! No! I mean seriously..." Spidey said defensively and glared lightly as the older man chuckled.

"Relax I'm just messing with you. Go out there and do your thing. We'll talk later."

"Will do." Spider-Man said, grumbling lightly.

"Hey Spidey," Captain Stacy said. Peter turned his head to him. "All kidding aside, thanks for watching out for her."

"It's no problem Captain. I told you before. It's my responsibility. I promised to watch over this city, and protect the ones I care about." Spidey said with conviction. Captain Stacy just gave him a look.

"Sure, but do me a favor and cut the melodrama. It's hard to tell if you're a kid or a middle aged man sometimes."

"Maybe we're spending too much time together." Spider-man said and grinned as Captain Stacy gave him a tired glare. Gwen definitely didn't get that glare of hers from her mother. He laughed slightly as he jumped out the window. "Catch you later, Captain!"

Captain Stacy sighed and leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling.

'Responsibility, huh? Kid needs a day off. Lord knows he's earned it…'

Gwen groaned loudly. She did not want to be here, but the doctor said that she had to stay here until tonight as a precaution. She only had a few bandages over her cute face and a few stitches in her left arm. She was also wearing her glasses, the hospital not letting her wear her contacts.

"Ms. Stacy, you have a visitor." The nurse said and Gwen smiled as her best female friend walked in wearing her signature leather jacket over a blue shirt and dark jeans.

"Hey girl." The busty redhead said as she walked over to the bed. Though with a slight limp that Gwen immediately noticed.

"Hey, MJ. No Pete?" Gwen said, raising her eyebrow slightly.

"Nope, he said he'd try for later if he could. Jonah's been riding him hard lately."

"Looks like he's not the only one." Gwen said with a teasing smirk.

"What are you talking about?" MJ said nervously.

"Oh, come on, MJ, you're practically glowing. I mean, I don't think I've ever seen you with a happier look on your face. That, and your limp is more noticeable than you think." Gwen said in an almost motherly tone and rolled her eyes. "Plus, I know for a fact that Peter's the only guy you'd ever let near your snatch."

"Is that so?" MJ asked rhetorically. Gwen nodded. "Guess I'm not that good of an actress yet."

"Oh, come on, you're the best actress I know." Gwen said stubbornly. MJ smiled at that. "Well?"

"I had my first time last night." MJ admitted with a huge smile.

"Anyone I know?" The genius blonde asked innocently.

"Tall, slightly lean. A little awkward yet charming."

"No way. You two finally…" Gwen surmised. MJ nodded with a huge smile. "Wow. Congratulations I guess."

"Thanks, girl. It means most coming from you." MJ said, grateful for her friend's words, despite how they must hurt at the moment.

"Have you told May and Anna?" Gwen asked.

"They're out on a trip until tomorrow, so we had the house all to ourselves." MJ clarified.

"Talk about a lucky break." Gwen said factually. MJ nodded. "How was it?"

"Oh my god!" The redhead exclaimed and Gwen automatically knew it was a good night. "Words cannot describe what happened last night after dinner."

"He made you dinner too?!" Gwen exclaimed. MJ nodded. "Lucky. All I got was this hospital food that's dryer than the Sandman's forehead on a hot day."

"I feel for you, girl." MJ said, she was already looking forward to the dinner tonight. "I don't think I could ever go a day without his cooking again."

"Well, he is our little masterchef."

"You said we again. You know I'm in with the man himself. I could arrange a little menage à trois later." MJ said, giving the blonde a suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows.

"You should be a reporter." Gwen said, grumbling.

"Maybe as a fallback. Who knows, I could have a knack for it." MJ said positively. Her face then grew serious."Something else you wanna talk about?"

"About what we were talking about before the blast," She paused. "Is it true?"

"Yeah, it's true." MJ said. Gwen pumped a fist in victory. "He is better in bed than you'd first think."

"Not that!" Gwen exclaimed, blushing fiercely. MJ laughed loudly to the point of tears at the look on Gwen's face. She was just to easy. "The other thing."

"Oh, thaaat other thing." MJ said, calming down, though the still fierce blush on the blonde's face nearly drove her to giggles again. "Yeah, he is."

"Seriously, no joke?" Gwen asked, relieved that she was right.

"Yeah, girlfriend. And I gotta say, he looks damn good in a suit." MJ said.

"Don't I know it."The blonde said and both girls sighed dreamily. "So, you two are together now, for real?

"It's complicated, but yeah."

"I'm sorry. You and Peter. Together. What's complicated about that?" Gwen asked, confused. Was there some other aspect to their new relationship. She doubted it was some fifty shades shit.

"Um, well, we're actually in more of an open relationship right now."

"Really?!" Gwen exclaimed. MJ nodded. "I mean, wow. I just thought that was something troubled married couples and cheating boyfriends who 'refuse to be tied down' do."

"Yeah, but it's alright. I actually don't think I'll mind sharing him all that much." MJ said, shrugging.

"Are you okay with that? Sharing him, I mean." Gwen asked curiously.

"Yeah, well, It doesn't really bother me as much as it probably should. I don't know what it is about other guys, but Tiger is definitely worth it." MJ said with conviction.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Come on girl, you're the smart one here. You know how Peter is, he's got such a big heart that he could put every girl in the city in there and it would still barely be half full." The redhead said and a dreamy smile crossed her face, causing one to come to Gwen's face.

"Yeah, you're right. We both lucked out on him." Gwen said but instantly regretted it as MJ's head turned and an evil smile crossed her beautiful face. For once in her life, Gwen was now truly afraid of the redhead.

"Excuse me, We? If I didn't know any better, which I think we both know I do, I'd say you want to date him too." MJ said teasingly.

"Clever tease. I never admitted to anything." Gwen deflected.

"But you're blushing." MJ teased.

"Smart ass."

"Why thank you, that's a big compliment coming from you." MJ said smugly.

"Still, are you saying what I think you're saying?" Gwen asked.

"I think you know, but I'll put you out of your misery for now. I'll see you soon." MJ said, standing up.

"Ooh, and where are you going in such a hurry?" Gwen said, happy at the opportunity to turn the tables.

"Well, I've maybe got a date later." MJ shrugged, though she was smiling dreamily.

"Already running back for more, huh? Shame shame." Gwen said, shaking her finger at her.

"Shut up. I'm going over for dinner. Which reminds me, how come you never told me what a great cook he was? This whole time I thought those great smells from the Parker kitchen were from his Aunt May."

"Can you blame me for being a little selfish? I mean, his dishes are sooo good." Gwen said like she was protecting some great secret.

"Alright, I'll forgive you. Oh, that reminds me, he told you he'd make you some chocolate beetroot cake once you're out of here." MJ said and Gwen's face lit up.

"Really? Score! It's my favourite." Gwen said, excited.

"I figured. Why do you like it so much anyway?" MJ asked curiously.

"My mom made one for me for my tenth birthday. After my mom died, Peter busted his ass for days to learn how to make one. It was the first dessert that he ever gave me. To this day I have never tasted anything better." Gwen said happily, thinking back on the memory fondly.

'I bet I have.' MJ thought naughtily with a silent chuckle.

"You love him, right?" The redhead said calmly and the blonde's head

"What? No. I mean, a little. Or maybe a lot. It's somewhere in the middle." Gwen said quickly. MJ smirked at her. Gwen sighed. "He's my best friend, and he's always been there for me when I really needed him."

"He's such a sweetheart." MJ said but then her face became questioning. "Hey, wait a minute, you said your favorite dessert was banana bread."

"Yeah, well, I couldn't tell you my favorite dessert without exposing Peter's cooking ability, could I?" Gwen said, shrugging.

"You could've just said that Aunt May made it for you. " MJ said as if it were obvious.

"Oh, come on, that's like saying that Pete always has time on his hands." Gwen said and MJ snorted. The blonde was certainly right. "It's not that simple. May's almost never at the house. And even when she is, I've seen her try the recipe. It was just a mess. She just couldn't ever get it right. Peter's the only one who could." Gwen said almost sadly.

"Yeah, he does have really talented hands." MJ said with a glazed look and a dazed smile on her face. Gwen felt heat rise to her cheeks and she squirmed a little.

"I'm curious, but at the same time I don't want to know." She said, snapping out of her earlier funk.

"Suit yourself." MJ laughed and Gwen joined in happily. MJ having forgotten leaving early, the girls spent the next hour talking about the summer and just catching up on each other's lives. Before they knew it, it was 4:37.

"Got somewhere to be?" Gwen said with a questioning smirk.

"What makes you say that?" MJ asked. Gwen's smirk grew a little larger as she pointed to the wall clock. "Oh shit I've gotta get back." Damn that female brainiac. She's too easy to talk to.

"Oh, just the fact that you keep checking your phone and the clock on the wall every few minutes." The blonde said, smirking.

MJ paused and cleared her throat lightly. "I will neither confirm nor deny the fact that I'm… slightly anxious about getting there tonight, just that I wanted to look a little extra nice for him." MJ said and smirked back at the now bashful Gwen. She was so going to enjoy this. "I mean, who wouldn't with that handsome face, his strong muscles, his beautiful hazel eyes and his hands. Oh dear god, his hands…."

"Ok, enough. Let's change the subject." Gwen said, her cocky demeanor gone and a fierce blush replacing it. "Now, about that open relationship, how exactly does it work?"

MJ shrugged, still smirking. "Not entirely sure yet myself. It's only us two at the moment. Unless you're interested in joining?" She said and winked at Gwen who blushed and turned away as her head was instantly filled with less than innocent thoughts. MJ giggled at her friend's flustered expression. "Well?"

"M-M-Maybe some other time." Gwen said, stuttering.

"So you're interested? I knew there was a pervy side to you, Gwen. Good for you."

"Oh, just go on your date, already. Don't keep your man candy waiting." The flustered blonde said, trying to will her blush to go down.

"I won't. Be sure to text you the details tomorrow."

"Why tomorrow?" Gwen asked, but paused and blushed as she saw her red-headed friend's eyes glaze over slightly. "Never mind. Just forget I asked."

"Oh I won't. You're just lucky I've gotta get back in time for my date." MJ said.

"Have fun. Can't wait to visit you here tomorrow if that date goes well." Gwen said, smirking teasingly and MJ actually blushed as red as her hair before walking out of the hospital room. As MJ left, Gwen looked down at her hands with a soft smile.

"So, an open relationship, huh. Sounds like fun."

MJ went home after the hospital and got ready for her date, her blush still faintly present on her face. She'd have to get Gwen back for that one.

She went home and got dressed into a black blouse with a plunging neckline and blue jeans, overtop of blue lacy underwear, deciding to apply only light makeup and leaving her hair down. She knew Peter preferred it that way, even if he was too polite to admit it usually. She

With one last look in the mirror and a smile, she went over to the Parker house. She expected it to be empty for a while, so she just used the key Peter had given her a year ago at Christmas and entered the house.

"Hey, you're home late." MJ jumped slightly at the voice. Peter walked out of the kitchen wearing an actual dark and red plaid shirt and jeans, everything hugging him in all the right places. She wasn't really normally a fan of the country boy look but damn, it was definitely working for her now...

Peter stopped in his tracks when he saw her in the entrance of his house, giving her a carnal look at her exposed skin making her shiver in anticipation.

"You're… here." MJ said, surprised.

"Of course I am, who'd you expect to see, ghostface? Maybe I should've called ahead." Peter said with a smirk.

MJ shook her head with a smirk. "Just shut up and kiss me." Peter nodded and kissed her deeply. MJ kissed back happily. Peter pushed his tongue into her mouth and MJ pushed hers back in response, their mouths battling. After a few seconds, however, Peter won and pushed her tongue back. He curled his tongue around hers and MJ moaned loudly into his mouth. After a few minutes they seperated with a smack of their lips. "You're back early."

"Of course. I had to pick up some groceries for an extra special something I had planned. I got back here about 20 minutes ago." Peter said, smiling dopily from that kiss. "How's Gwen doing?"

"Great, a little miffed that you didn't come see her, but physically she's all right."

"Yeah, I talked to her dad today, he said the same thing." Peter said, but he then paused for a second. "He said something else too."

"Really, what?" The redhead asked curiously.

"He asked if Gwen was my girlfriend." Peter said calmly and MJ's eyes widened. "I mean, I denied it, but it got me thinking. I don't know, I guess in some way, I know I care about her, but I'm not sure what to do about it."

"Don't get stressed thinking about it. How about we just focus on us for tonight, ok?" MJ suggested but on the inside she was thinking about how she needed to call Gwen later.

'You're right. Besides, I have more work to do in the kitchen. " Peter said, looking back to the stove for a brief second before turning back to her.

"In that case, mind if i watch you work?" The redhead asked, running her hands along his strong arms.

"Not at all."

They made their way to the kitchen where Peter got to work on chopping vegetables and meat on the chopping board. She watched him season some meat before putting it in the oven, fry up vegetables. Her panties grew damp as she watched his skilled hands work in the kitchen, imagining what would happen after..

"I know my cooking was good, but you look like you're about to jump it."

"Who said it's the food?" MJ said, licking her lips. Peter blushed deeply.

"Well, you're just gonna have to wait."

"You're teasing me? Which universe did you come from?" MJ asked though she was fighting a smile.

"The one where I have a very, very attractive redhead practically drooling over my 'cooking'." Peter said with a teasing smirk.

"How much longer, anyway?" MJ said, blushing now.

"About 30 minutes for the meat, and I have to make a few sides." Peter said.

"Then get back to it then while I watch."

Peter shook his head. She was even crazier than him, and he definitely loved that.

Knowing MJ and her absolute lack of self control while eating, Peter wanted to get the talking out of the way now. So, they talked about movies and random things while they waited for the meat to finish. He also made a fruit salad.

"It's for me, since I know you're gonna eat everything else." Peter said teasingly and MJ shrugged.

"A girl's gotta eat, might as well be your sexy ass doing the cooking."

The timer beeped and MJ squealed in anticipation. Peter shook his head and pulled out the meat and the redhead was very close to drooling at the sight of the golden pork roast. Peter loaded up both plates with meat, assorted veggies and a small fruit salad, knowing MJ had a large appetite.

He placed their plates on the table and sat down. "Ready to dig in?" he asked.

MJ nodded eagerly and took her first bite. "Mmmm." She moaned and her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head at the flavour. The pork was so crunchy and juicy and sweet and rich in flavour. She didn't think that the stir fry from yesterday could be topped. She was so wrong.

"Is it good?"

"Wait…. I'm still deciding." She said, putting on a mock thinking face and taking another bite before smiling deviously. "It's the best dish I've ever had."

Peter blushed at the praise. "Come on, you flatter me. It's just a little something I whipped up."

"Yeah, then I'd really love to see you when you're serious, cause this," MJ said, taking a swallow of her "is like eating magic gold, you'd know if something like that exists, right? Does it?

"If I find some that isn't currently owned by Doctor Strange, I'll tell you."

"Doctor who?"

"No, babe, wrong hero." Peter chuckled but then stopped as MJ reached underneath the table and rubbed her foot against his leg, making him suppress a shiver.

"Say that again, that name." She asked, giving him a pleading look.

"Doctor Strange?"

"No, Dummy. You know?" MJ rolled her eyes.

"What, babe?" Peter said huskily. MJ shivered slightly and felt her panties dampen slightly.

"Mmm" she purred. "I could get used to that."

"Down, girl. I'm the tiger between us, remember?" The hero said, smirking.

"Can't help it, I'm in love with your cooking." MJ said, sticking her tongue out at him.

"I'm starting to think you just like me for my food."

"Oh, there's much more than that, trust me, you'll see how much I like the rest of you later." MJ said and Peter blushed before turning to his own plate. He looked up and saw MJ sending him a hungry look that definitely wasn't food related before returning to his food.

They ate dinner mostly in silence, with Peter mainly just watching MJ completely decimate her plate and her trying to glare back at him whenever he did, though her food kept bringing her gaze back to her plate. They also gave each other heated looks that heated one another's loins and made each want to forego the meal and just take their partner on the table, but unfortunately, it was Aunt May's table, so it was off limits. After they both finished, with MJ complaining she couldn't eat anymore, Peter took their plates and dishes from the prep and washed them quickly, also putting some roast away for Aunt May. She loved his cooking.

"God, tiger, I swear you're trying to get me fat." MJ said, rubbing her stomach.

"Well, you're in luck then, 'Cause I know a good way to burn off those calories, if you're up for it." Peter said huskily, putting away the last of the dishes and walking over to his girlfriend.

"Well, it just so happens that my soreness is just magically gone." She said. It was true, her soreness was already pretty much gone.

"Good, because I have always wanted to try pilates." MJ gave him a look. "Kidding, though I would like to try it one day."

"Just shut up and kiss me Tiger. I want you too badly now to argue." MJ said and kissed Peter deeply, pulling him up to his room.

Peter kicked his door shut lightly and kissed her deeply, moving his hands down to remove her tight shirt. He unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it on the floor, wasting no time in running his hands along her curvy waist, drawing a breathy moan from his lover.

MJ practically ripped the shirt off his body and rubbed her hands among Peter's chiseled torso, feeling the strong body she already loved so much. She kissed all over his chest and relished in the heat that he gave off.

Peter ran his hands down her back and tried to reach for her bra but MJ stopped him. Peter looked at her, confused as to why she stopped him.

"Let me do this for you, Peter. You took care of me last night, so I'm going to take care of you." MJ said. Peter nodded and let her take the lead on this one.

MJ stepped back and reached her arms around her back. She undid the clasp of her black bra and it fell to the ground, letting her d-cup tits free. She brought her hands up and rubbed her own breasts and pinched her nipples, letting out a low moan.

"Do you like that tiger?" She said heavily and rubbed her pussy through her panties, them quickly becoming damp.

Peter just stood there, breathing getting heavier. His pants getting almost painfully tight from the sight of his mate standing right in front of him, naked except for a single pair of ruined black panties.

If he wasn't inside of her soon he was going to lose it. He could feel something primal inside of him starting to wake, but he kept it down. MJ wanted to be in control this time, so he'd give her that.

Besides, he was really enjoying the show.

MJ herself was surprised by her own behaviour. Maybe Peter did bring out the worst in her sometimes, but MJ knew it was just her expressing herself now, something that she'd never been able to really do before meeting Peter.

Sure, there had been boyfriends before him, but they were all shallow or just wanted her for her body.

But Peter, he'd let out the fiery side of her, the side that made her want to ride him into the bed until she made him cum. And she was determined to get her way.

MJ kept rubbing her pussy through her panties. She knew they were ruined already. They were ruined the moment she gazed into his eyes and saw the intense look of lust in them.

She moaned as she stuck two fingers into her pussy, imagining it was his big cock, filling her up to the brim just like last night. She looked over at Peter and saw that he was just barely holding himself back at this point.

"Oh, Peter." MJ moaned. Peter was tempted to take his cock out and jerk himself, but he promised MJ that he wouldn't.

"You want some help, big guy?" MJ asked smugly. She knew that as handsome as he was, Peter probably wouldn't have much trouble finding more mates. Still, It gave her a sense of pride that she was one of the few people (for now) that could render Spider-Man speechless.

MJ walked over to him and got on her knees. She untied his belt and pulled his jeans down. Peter stepped out of them and kicked them across the floor. They weren't important anymore.

MJ pulled his boxers down and found her prize. She smiled lustfully and began stroking his large cock and sucking his balls. Peter moaned a bit and MJ switched tactics. She pushed his cock into her mouth and Peter had to bite his lip to stop himself from letting out a large moan.

MJ worked her lips around his cock and sucked him like a tootsie pop. She slurped and bobbed her mouth down his thick tool. But while she did want to feel his cum down her throat again, she was going to make this about him. So she took her mouth off of his now fully erect cock and looked up at him.

Peter was confused until she started to move her tits around his cock. Peter moaned loudly as she started to pump her tits along his thick shaft, the soft flesh creating a delightful friction between them.

"You like that, tiger? You like fucking my tits?" MJ asked. Peter nodded his head and MJ smirked. She was definitely enjoying this reaction from him.

Peter, however, was more enjoying the feel of her soft, warm tits enveloping his cock, especially when she started to kiss his tip as she moved up and down his shaft.

"Fuck, MJ. You're so good."

He started to pump his hips and she let him fuck her tits. This was about him, after all. Plus, she loved bringing him pleasure, especially when the time came to return it, he'd ravish her even more.

"Yeah, Peter, fuck my tits. I want your cum, baby, I want it so bad!" MJ said lustfully.

This continued on for a few minutes until Peter could feel that now-familiar feeling of his balls tightening.

MJ felt it too and looked up at him. "Just let it out Tiger. Web me up!" MJ said. With that Peter let go and felt himself cum.

"Fuck! Im cumming!" He yelled out as he came. He came all over MJ's tits, her mouth and all over her face, painting it white with his essence. Feeling her mate's large thick load on her face made her already gushing pussy even more drenched in her sweet liquid.

MJ licked the cum off her face and looked up at him with a sultry smile. She wiped her hand across her face and licked her fingers clean.

"Get on the bed." MJ said, ordering him.

Peter complied and sat down on the bed and leaned back. His reward came in the form of his beautiful redheaded girlfriend straddling his lap, his cock resting against her stomach. MJ grinded her hips along his cock, wanting it inside her almost desperately. She was already so wet...

She kissed him deeply and he ran his hands down her back. He tasted his own cum in her mouth and found that the taste only aroused him more. He moved his large sticky hands down to her creamy thighs, her sexy waist, and intensified his powers on her breast, knowing she was really sensitive there. MJ let out a stunned gasp.

"Fuck, tiger, stick to me like glue."

"As you wish." Peter said and he ran his hands all along her back, making her squirm.

His hands found her soft ass and he grabbed it. He kneaded it like dough, making MJ moan.

"Ooh, right there tiger." MJ said and moaned loudly as soothing pleasure shot through her.

He then surprised her by slapping her ass, making her squeal.

"Oh, fuuuck. Do that again, Tiger. Punish me!"

Peter spanked her again a little harder and MJ moaned louder. He kept spanking her ass, hitting just a little harder each time.

"Fuck. Hit me harder, tiger! spank me! Harder! Harder!" She said between slaps. She could also feel his thick cock brushing against her clit, making her buck her hips, wanting it inside her. She was wet enough to fill a swimming pool by this point.

After a couple minutes, Peter stopped and kissed her deeply, her ass red and raw from his actions.

MJ's pussy was dripping with anticipation, ready to swallow his cock. Peter rubbed her pussy with his sticky touch and MJ let out a soft moan.

"Please, Tiger, no teasing, I can't take it." The quivering redhead said, begging to be filled. Peter nodded and gestured to his lower half.

She lined his cock up with her pussy and slipped her wet sheathe around his thick tool. Both moaned as their pelvises connected and he was buried up to the hilt inside of her.

"Fuck, MJ, you're so tight." Peter said. She actually felt tighter than last night, if possible.

"Oh, fuuuck, tiger." MJ moaned deeply. Peter was actually hitting all of her places much better than yesterday.

MJ started to slowly lift her hips up and down, moaning as she felt him inside her.

Her moans only grew louder as she moved down on him faster, Peter's hard shaft completely piercing MJ each time she came down.

Peter grabbed her shoulders and pulled her forward, hugging her to him and changing the angle, causing her to cry out.

"Fuck, Tiger. Fuck me!"

He lost control and bucked his hips. Peter started thrusting up into MJ's pussy with his strength, hitting her cervix repeatedly.

MJ squealed in pleasure as she came again and again on his dick. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head and she had completely forgotten about having control at this point.

"Fuck. I can't stop cumming. Fuck!" Her large breasts bounced in his face, her mouth agape and her eyes half-lidded. Peter had never seen such an erotic sight. It only made him intensify his efforts, leading to MJ practically screaming on top of him.

He could feel himself getting close by the tightness of his balls. This new position was amazing, but it was causing MJs walls to tighten around his large tool like a compactor.

He thrusted a few more times into MJ and got her to one last orgasm.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" MJ yelled out.

Her hot snatch tightened around Peter's rod and he grunted as he came into her. He fired rope after rope of thick cum into her inviting snatch.

To his credit, even in his current wild state, he managed to stop his cum from being fertile this time. Not that he didn't want to be a father, he really did, but he was still young. And he had a lot that he wanted to do with his life before then.

And when they were ready, he and MJ would talk about it.

MJ pulled off of him and looked at him with love in her eyes.

"I thought that I was supposed to take care of you, big guy." MJ said lustfully. She was slightly drowsy from her repeated orgasms.

"Hey, you know I can't resist making you feel good, MJ. It's my curse. Besides you still made me cum." Peter flirted back at her, making her playfully roll her eyes, but he could see the loving smile on her face and knew she was just kidding around.

"Yeah, well, i suppose this witch can forgive you. But do it again and I'll turn you into a toad, clear?" She said looking down at him with a mock glare and an evil smile. Peter chuckled at that before responding.

"Then it'll be every bit worth it. Besides, Spider-Man or Frog-man, it's not like I'd have to change diet." Peter retorted, making MJ giggle.

"You're disgusting, you know that?" MJ said, shaking her head with a small smile.

"If you mean disgustingly handsome, then I agree." Peter said.

MJ giggled at him before seeing that his cock was still hard.

"Seeing as how you're still 'awake', how about another round?" MJ said, tilting her head towards his cock.

Peter nodded and MJ giggled, kissing him softly before grasping his now semi-sensitive cock, jerking him quickly back to full mast.

MJ moved onto her hands and knees and wiggled her now raw ass in his face, enticing him.

Peter grabbed her tender ass and massaged it, making her moan. He kneaded her ass with his sticky, strong hands and she moaned pleasurably.

"Oh, tiger. Oooh, those hands of yours give your cock a run for its money." MJ said as she moaned loudly from his actions. His hands were rough and soothing on her sensitive ass.

MJ twerked a little for him and Peter smirked.

"What was that for?" Peter asked with a slight smirk. Even all raw, MJ's ass was still amazing.

"Just a little appreciation, tiger. Now come over here and fuck me till I scream." MJ said, her voice a little hoarse from their earlier session.

Peter propped himself onto his knees and lined his cock with her pussy. He drove his tool into her warm depths and hissed at the feeling. MJ still felt so tight around him.

He grabbed her hips and thrusted deeply into her, making MJ let out a loud, guttural moan.

"Fuck, tiger. I take it back, your cock is way better." MJ said panting. Peter chuckled and hit her with an upward thrust, making her eyes roll into the back of her head.

"We'll see about that." Peter said and reached forward, grabbing her hanging tits and sticking his fingers to her nipples.

"Yes we wwillaaah!" MJ squealed as he hit an angled thrust at her cervix, making her cum again.

"Fuck, you're too good! Oh you're so good, you're so good to me tiger. I can't take it, fuck!" She managed to get out quickly between thrusts. She'd pretty much lost control of her tongue at this point. The fact that Peter was able to do this to her just made her pussy gush more.

Peter alternated between grabbing her hips and her tits. He pounded into her rapidly from behind, flesh slapping together. The sounds of squishing could be heard every time that his cock went in and out of her.

MJ was in so much pleasure she could pass out. Now she was sure that he needed a harem. She didn't thank that she could handle him on her own.

Peter felt his balls tighten again and willed his cum infertile. With that Peter thrusted into her a few times and emptied his balls inside her. She was in so much pleasure that she collapsed down on the bed with a satisfied sigh, cum gushing out of her overflowing pussy, it being filled almost to the very brim. MJ stayed like that for a couple minutes and Peter pulled her against him.

"Ok, you definitely need a harem." MJ managed to breathe out in her cum-drunk state. She had been fucked hard for who knows how long.

Peter chuckled and looked at the clock. '8:42' it read. They'd been at it for about an hour or so.

He still needed to go on patrol however, so he'd have to shower.

Peter looked at MJ who was now sprawled out on top of the covers. Her nude, creamy body on full display to him. His seed was still leaking out of her.

"Enjoy that, Red?" Peter teased her. MJ nodded and sighed contentedly.

"Yeah, but if I were you, I would start looking for more women, cause I don't know how much more of this I can handle. I'm only human ya know." MJ joked.

Peter chuckled. "We'll see. If it happens, it happens. Until then," Peter said, leaning in close to her. "I'll be sure to enjoy you."

Peter kissed her sweetly and MJ smiled. She loved how sweet he could be when they were alone, not to mention how rough.

"Hmm, I'm gonna get some sleep. You go out on patrol. I'll be here when you get back." MJ said, yawning audibly before crawling under the covers. She'd love for him to cuddle up with her again, but she understood that he had responsibilities to the city as well as her.

Besides, she was really tired.

"Yeah, I'll see you later if you're awake." Peter said, now clad in his suit. He was about to leave but MJ stopped him.

"Hey, don't sell yourself short. I meant what I said last night about your heart. Any girl would be lucky to share you, speaking from experience."

"I seem to remember the context of that remark not being about my heart." Peter said, smirking.

"Yeah, but that's just a bonus. I fell in love with you long before I had your cock." MJ said, making Peter smile. "The only difference now is that I never want to leave your side."

"Thanks. That means a lot." Peter said. He was waiting for the follow up...

"Of course, your 'heart' did have a lot to do with that. You do know how to have a great first date." MJ said. Peter chuckled at that.

"Yesterday's meal doesn't count?"

"It does, just not as a date. And from now on don't ever worry about expensive restaurants and all that crap." MJ said. She preferred Peter's cooking to any kind of fancy meal anyway. Plus here she ate for free. And maybe get a little dessert upstairs afterwards. "Those are just for people who don't have people like you to cook for them."

"Nice to know you like me for my personality." Peter said in a mocking tone. MJ tiredly glared at him. "Kidding."

"You're lucky you're cute. Make sure to watch your back out there, k tiger?" MJ said.

"Will do. Love you." Peter said.

"Love you too, tiger. G'night." MJ said sleepily and she yawned.

Peter walked over and kissed her forehead before turning and swinging out the window, making sure to close it behind him and leaving MJ alone with her thoughts.

'God. How did I ever live without him. I just wish that he'd see just how much of a catch he really is. Maybe then he'd see just how appreciated he really is. I mean, he's smart, hell he's damn brilliant. He's brave, sweet, humble, a great cook and amazing in the sack.' MJ thought and looked towards the window from her pillow.

'But best of all, he's a good person. He does more for this city than the avengers even. Only difference is that Peter never even asks for recognition. Not even a simple thank you. He does it so that no one has to go through what he went through two years ago with his Uncle Ben, who was like a father to me, more than my own father anyway.' She thought snuggling into the covers.

'I hope he brings you in soon Gwen. If anyone can get how much of a stud he is into that thick head of his, it's you.' MJ finished her thought as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep, full of dreams about her mate.

"So, the spider actually did show up at the school. Interesting." Said a deep voice in the shadows.

"Yeah, pretty quickly too. But he could've just been nearby and seen all the commotion." Said a shorter man with a long island/chicago like accent and a rather large forehead to the other man in the room. Both men were watching the footage from the battle, one more intently than the other.

"Did you get all of the video footage from the battle?"

"Yeah. All of Toomes' performance and battle data has been successfully uploaded. That bird brain was too easy a pawn."

"Do we have anything useful from the feed?" A large pair of clasped hands made themselves visable on a desk in the light as a pair of dark irises with yellow pupils watched the video carefully, as if studying his prey, trying to absorb as much information as possible.

"Not yet. We only got it back a few hours ago. One of our moles managed to get it out before the cops noticed." The other man said and stopped the video. He walked over to a laptop and created a copy to take down to the tech experts so his boss could keep the original. Then pushed lightly on a side slot. A memory chip popped out of it and the man quickly grabbed it. "It'll take a bit of time to sort through it all."

"Get on it then. Report anything useful you may find. I want that data analyzed like a whores panties. I don't want anything left unseen." The deep voice said and the other man shuddered at the blunt terms.

"You got it, boss. But this could just turn out to be a dead end."

"Perhaps. But either way, it's likely that he'll return to the scene of the crime soon. When he does, we'll be prepared. And he will die."

"Not to sound disrespectful, boss, but what makes you so sure that he'll go back?" The man said and walked into the light to reveal he was wearing a crisp, expensive navy blue suit, making him look like he was in the mob.

The other man stood up in response, revealing a very tall man standing at 6'6" at least with an impressive build that filled out his black suit. If that wasn't intimidating enough, he had a chalk white albino face and sharp shark teeth and smoky gray short hair. It gave him a very intimidating presence, and earned him his moniker. Said man walked over to the screen and gazed at the video with contempt. Watching Spider-Man utterly destroy the Vulture.

"Because Tombstone doesn't make mistakes."

Chapter 4 done. Really sorry for the late update. I know people have been waiting.

I'll try and get chapter 5 up in a week or so, plus I have another one shot in the works. Should be up in a few days. Hope you enjoy that. It's smutty.

P.S. If I ever take more than a month to update again, someone please message me. I have a bad habit of putting things off sometimes. I have no plans to abandon or discontinue this story. At all. I hate seeing those words in a description. It pisses me off.

Next chapter is about gwen, that's all I'm gonna tell ya.

Heroverse out.