Chapitre 85: I NEED AN ARC REACTOR
We took a nice bath together and no, we didn't have any sex in the tub. Gwen was too exhausted. As for MJ, I just came inside her and I don't want to break them with my endless endurance and stamina. Anyway, I was about to run to buy some pills but it turns out, she was on pills already. She didn't answer me out loud but gave me a smirk which was all the reply I needed.
Now, we are sitting at the breakfast table and about to eat while naked. The girls want to eat everything bare assed.
"Hahaha... Look at his cock. Still hard," Gwen laughed pointing at my fully erect cock standing up straight and high. "Did last night even take any toll on your body?"
"Let's leave last night's incident and the man's vigor out of it," Mary Jane turned to me and leaned her huge, naked breasts against my arm, "So, Pete. Anything planned for this weekend? Got any job interviews?"
"Nope," I replied while keeping my eyes on the two of their exposed bodies. I gulped down the orange juice.
"Job interviews?" Gwen raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah. Ever since he posted his research articles on prosthetics and his thesis on how one can regain the sense of their severed body parts after surgically implanting those prosthetics..."
"I call it cybernetic implants," I interrupted MJ and said it to Gwen while also reminding MJ.
"Yeah, that... Well, he caught the eyes of some big shots who want to hire him as their personal research assistant or something like that. He even got offer letters from Baxter, Shield, Octavious Industries, and even from Stark Industries, but he didn't even reply to any of them," MJ spoke for me.
"I told you, I don't want to work for others. Why should I work for them when I can do it myself? Considering how big they are, who knows... Some might stab a newbie like me in the back and steal my work to claim it as their own. They might even discredit me and even ruin my future endeavors," I responded.
"So, what's next? Even if it's you, you will need help. There's only so much a person can handle by themselves. Yeah, you are rich, but you lack the manpower to pull it off alone," Gwen said.
"That's where you come in, my sweetheart," I pointed the toast at Gwen, "I've seen what you can do, Gwen. With your help... Humm... Let's see... 7 to 8 months and I can unveil my project before everyone."
"Me?!"
"Duh! I would have helped, but I ain't good with tech and all," MJ smiled.
Gwen remained silent, and she stared at me. It was probably the first time she saw the future of mine with such clarity. "Okay, you want my help? Let's make a deal," She rested her naked butt on the chair as she looked at me.
"Oh, you wanna make a deal with me?" I snickered at her while arching my brow and observing her breasts jiggling a bit when she adjusted herself, "Fine. What are you wanting to ask? You've got my interest."
Gwen raised her hand at my face and rubbed my nose with her forefinger. "No more secrets between us."
I chuckled at her sudden action. "Sure thing," I wrapped my arms around her naked waist and pulled her to sit in my lap, "We won't hide anything from each other." I cupped her chin and made her look at me before kissing her. Our lips met and my tongue plunged into her mouth and explored her orifice.
After a few moments, she freed her lips and gently moved away.
"Come on, just eat for a minute without kissing and groping," MJ sighed in relief and rested her chin in the palm of her hand as she glared at both of us.
"Someone is jealous as usual," Gwen smirked as she went to her seat.
"Shut up, blonde," MJ was being cheeky while sipping the orange juice.
Ah, these two girls are so different in the way they make me feel, and in the way they act. Gwen makes me feel calm yet excited at the same time, but she is playful, innocent, and also innocent. I'm saying it twice, 'coz the word is too underrated. These traits have started rubbing off on me, but only for the better. However, she has always had the power to overwhelm me. Her intellect, her beauty, and the way she sometimes looked at me.
Whereas...well, in short, MJ gives off a badass bitch kinda vibe, and not the bad-bad bitch type or a dangerous bitch. No.
Like a mature bad bitch who won't take shit from no one, or who is wild at heart, even when she tries to keep her composure. The type of girls who make guys do things they didn't think were possible for them. In conclusion, both of them are fun to be with, in their own way.
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Later that day, I decided not to patrol today, instead, I'll take a break from all that spidey work and my own. I'll just take a long walk and enjoy some hotdogs on the street. A man needs some alone time every now and then. Maybe, I'll swing by Josh and see how's he doing lately.
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I walked to Josh's house. He bought it with the money I gave him to get back on his feet. His daughter was also doing well. The months of therapy and medication paid off as his daughter completely recovered, though the girl had trouble trusting anyone or even leaving the house alone. Oh, and he opened a small cafe around the park square. In short, he turned around his life for good.
"You think Peter will come by again?" I heard a voice from inside. It's Sarah. She is such a cutie. Even though she's over 35, her mutation helps her keep a youthful appearance. From what I've heard, her mutation was actually a truth detector, but Osborn's experiments unlocked her secondary mutation that helps her body to stop aging altogether.
Josh turned around, smiling, "If you really wanna talk to him so bad, why don't you give him a call? Wait! You've been asking about him almost every day now. What's going on in that head of yours? Don't tell me you've fallen..."
Before he could continue, Sarah gave a stern look that made him shudder and avert his gaze immediately.
Haaa... Truth detector... She knows my identity. Yup! She figured it out on our third meeting. Let me tell you, she is very clever and knows her way around with words. I don't want to agree, but I fell for her word games and she found out that Spiderman isn't my friend, but I myself am Spiderman.
How did I fall for her word game? I was even using a voice changer. If I were to guess, she must have the power to read the thoughts of people who lie or I don't know. I asked her but she had tight lips. I thought I was immune to other's power thanks to that 0X Serum. But let's just say, that I'm immune to her power, then the only explanation I can think of is that she got more than two mutations, like X-ray vision. Yeah, that way, she could just peek under my mask without directly using her power on me or it could also be that my immunity power can only prevent one power from affecting me at a time.
I'll have to find out the real answer as soon as possible. Can't let such a dangerous variable be left unchecked.
"You better watch your mouth, or else I won't speak with you," Sarah poked him on the ribs and the man hissed before massaging the spot she touched, "By the way, the coffee shipment is late this week. We got enough for another day or two, but if it goes on for three more days, we will have to think of an alternative," she added.
"Don't worry," Josh said as he checked his phone, "I talked with Hugo, they mixed up the orders again, but not to worry. The shipment will arrive in a day or two tops, and they'll compensate us with a 20% extra discount on this shipment."
Well, I'll meet her later. Time to continue my walk.
Since, I've nothing to do, let me explain something I've been up to apart from all that prosthetic and all.
Frank bought a nice building, away from the city where we have set up our little base. He buys and sometimes brings back alien and other tech pieces to me. As for me, I make guns and armor for him. Considering the advancement of technology, he has been having a hard time finding quality equipment and materials. Sometimes, we take down the baddies and steal... No, 'steal' sounds kinda bad, let's go with, 'confiscating' their weapons and supplies. Yeah, better.
On the side, I also started developing new techs for my suit. The streamer suit is completed and sometimes I live stream on U-Tubr. I got millions of subscribers and I earn a shit load just from streaming.
I made the Fabricator from the blueprint I found in that OsCorp facility. It cost me a shit ton of money is what I would have liked to say, but nope. I haven't spent a penny on it. Then, how? Well, I just stole the items I needed from criminals and other facilities of OsCorp that the government isn't aware of. Frank and I... Well, the two of us, cleaned up six such facilities in the last few months. And, truth be told, the amount of materials we have gained was just too much.
However, yeah, as the saying goes, if things are going too smooth and easy then there must be a catch...
Well, I don't have it's power source. I even got nanites, but not the main power source to power up the Fabricator.
I need a freaking Arc Reactor to run this machine. Something, Tony Stark uses to power his Iron Man Armor and stuff. To get an Arc Reactor of my own, I could try to buy the technology or try to make one. But there are no private sellers out there who sell the parts, and it's almost impossible to smuggle an Arc Reactor.
In short, I need an Arc Reactor, ASAP.
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