117 Chapter 112: Vacation [01] *

112: Vacation [01] *

While Raven prepared for the new mission, Peter was in his house, packing his stuff. He'd gone and packed Felicia's stuff too, but he hadn't packed a lot of hers since he was going to buy her a lot anyway.

He informed Mr. Morita about the situation a little, and how he and Felicia wouldn't be attending school.

Morita was cool with it, since Peter at least decided to inform them about this instead of not coming like always. If Peter didn't own a million-dollar company, and wasn't an excellent student, Morita would've expelled him long ago.

Anyways, Peter also called Ned and informed him, Ned was worried and said he'll meet them later, but Peter shooed him away.

The funeral would be a week away from now, so Peter had a lot of time for Felicia.

The funeral would be taken care of later, and Felicia could attend since her mental state would be better.

Anyways, Peter also wanted to make up with Gwen again. It had been a while.

Peter would try after the funeral, and see what her reaction was.

He also needed to explain this thing to Felicia, since he didn't want the thing like Gwen happening again.

He would try to do it on the vacation, but there were no certainties. He wouldn't even bring it up if she didn't recover slightly.

As for their vacation place...

"Can you tell me where we're going?" Felicia asked.

"Do you want me to?" Peter raised an eyebrow, wiggling it weirdly. "I'll need a reward then."

Felicia gave him a dry look.

"You have to give me something, or I won't tell you."

"Very well... what shall it be?" She asked.

"Well..." Felicia looked at him as he began. "...how about a kiss?"

Felicia blushed lightly.

"Come to mommy then..."

Peter stiffened slightly at her use of words, and Felicia groaned and pulled him toward her anyway.

She pressed her lips against his, and he gently kissed back.

The kiss lasted for a few seconds, before they parted slightly, moving toward each other again, this time the kiss was dirty and passionate, their tongues dancing together.

They broke apart once more, panting heavily.

"That was nice..." Felicia purred, rubbing her cheek against his.

"Yeah... I missed that..." Peter agreed.

"You have nice lips, Peter." She whispered.

"Thank you, Felicia."

Their lips met once more, this time kissing slowly and sensually. Peter moved his hands around her body, feeling the softness of her skin, touching her all over, even though her clothes felt tight, he got the feeling she was a lot softer than most girls he knew.

There was a knock on the door, which made Felicia jump slightly.

"Who is it?" Peter asked.

"Sorry to disturb you but... You'll be late like this," May said as she entered, making Felicia blush harder.

After saying that, May left, giving Peter an aroused look when Felicia wasn't looking.

"So?" Felicia asked when she calmed down a little. "Where are we going on our vacay?" Felicia asked.

"It's a surprise!" Peter said, grinning.

Felicia lunged at him, pinning him to the bed.


Needless to say, Felicia got her answer from him, after which, she kicked him out of the room, much to his protests, saying she wanted to change.

When outside, Peter was dragged by May to her room, inside which, she started devouring his lips hungrily.

She went on top of him, grinding her crotch into his, her breasts pressing against his chest as their tongues danced along each other.

"I'll miss you," she whispered.

"I can come every night you know..."

"Shh," she put a finger on his lips. "Just enjoy time with her. I'm sure you'll have plenty of fun without me."

"Well, okay..." Peter said.

"Anyway," May leaned forward, capturing his lips again. "How about a quickie? Finish before she's out of the bathroom eh?" She suggested.

"You're a bitch huh, aunty?" Peter said.

May laughed. "I have every right to be a bitch if I won't have this dick of yours for a week." She whispered huskily, rubbing herself on his crotch, her pussy dripping, her panties damp.

Peter sighed, thinking about it.

"Okay, fine. But only if you wear something sexy for me."

May smiled wickedly, leaning in to kiss him, her tongue meeting his. They shared a passionate kiss, moaning softly and passionately, their tongues swirling around each other.

"Wear what?"

Peter quickly took out a sexy lingerie, and in a minute, she was wearing it.

Peter stared at her, admiring her beauty.

"Wow..." He breathed.

May grinned at him, reaching behind her, undoing his pants, lowering them, revealing his hard cock.

"Mmm," May moaned as she took his cock in her hand.

Peter let out a moan as May began stroking him faster, her eyes locked onto his. Her fingers ran through his hair as she sucked his neck, pressing her tits against his chest.

Her nipples were showing through the lingerie; it had holes near the nipples, pussy, and butthole, leaving nothing to the imagination.

"Take off your shirt too," May said.

Peter obeyed, and soon enough, he was naked. May wasted no time in crawling on top of him, her large breasts pressed against his chest, her lingerie was enough to have sex like this.

"Fuck me, Peter..."

Peter nodded, and grabbed his cock, rubbing it against her wet, dripping pussy. He then pushed in deep slowly, causing her to moan loudly.

"Oh god..." She panted.

Peter wasn't nice, slamming his cock into her hard, making her cry out in pleasure.

"Oh yes! Fuck me, Peter!" She yelled.

Peter smirked, grabbing her hips tightly, and pounding his cock into her as fast as he could.

"Mm!" She screamed.

"Faster!" She moaned.

Peter did just that, ramming his cock into her hole as hard as he could.

"Yes!" She cried out.

Peter kept on fucking her, making her scream and call his name over and over again.

"Harder, please!" She begged him.

Peter obliged, ramming his cock into her as fast and deep as he could, hitting her cervix.

"More, please!" She pleaded.

Peter complied, pounding her as fast and deep as he could, until he came, shooting cum deep inside her womb.

"Ahhhh!" She screamed as he came, crying out as she did.

Peter held her tighter, his cock twitching inside her pussy, his orgasm had been very powerful. He stayed like that for a minute, taking his time, just holding her tight as he shot another load inside her.

"Mnnn..." She breathed. "That was good..."

Peter nodded, sliding out slowly, pulling his cock out of her. He wasn't done yet, but they'd be in danger if Felicia found out. Peter had to admit though, this had a weird thrill to it, but Peter couldn't deny that he enjoyed it a bit.

"We'll have to keep this a secret, alright?" Peter said, jokingly.

"Of course," May said, smiling.

Peter nodded, cast self-cleanse, and wore his clothes quickly before getting out, leaving May to clean the mess they made.


Felicia was in the bathroom, preparing for the trip.

She was wearing a black dress, with a white belt around her waist.

Peter was already dressed when she returned, and they both headed downstairs and to the car.

The drive was quiet, but Felicia was a bit happy to see Peter trying to cheer her up, it made her feel... warm inside.

Her mom died- no, her mom got killed, so she'd thought that she would be left alone in this world, since she didn't have anyone else.

But now, Peter was here, trying to fill the void her mother's death created. It meant a lot to her, and she knew she could count on Peter to support her for many years to come.

Was she thinking of marriage so quickly? Maybe, maybe not. But she knew she could depend on Peter, and she'd thank him for that someday.

As they arrived at the airport, Peter parked the car, and opened Felicia's door.

"Let me help you, ma'am." Peter offered, acting like a gentleman. Actually, he was a gentleman, if she considered it properly.

Felicia blushed, but took his hand, allowing him to pull her out of the car.

"Thanks..." She said quietly.

"No problem," Peter said, walking into the airport with her.

Felicia followed him, his hand still resting on hers.

After some procedures, they were in a plane, they got into the first-class seats, and relaxed.

Felicia looked out the window, seeing the beautiful view of the ocean as they flew in the air.

"It's really blue," She muttered, and then slapped her cheeks; why's she being stupid? Of course, the ocean's blue.

"Yeah, I know," Peter replied. "Here's your drink."

Felicia looked at the glass in front of her, and saw a bottle of tequila, and two glasses.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Drinking a tequila." Peter said. "Want to join me?"

Felicia shook her head. "I don't think I should-"

"Aw come on," Peter whined. "Just this once?"

Felicia sighed, taking a sip of the tequila.

"Mmm." She moaned. "This is delicious."

Peter smirked, taking a sip as well.

"I'll get us a couple of more bottles, okay?" Peter said.


The plane landed, and they were in Symkaria.

Yes, Peter had decided to come here.

He wanted to take care of Silver as well.

Peter helped Felicia out of the plane, and escorted her to the vehicle waiting for her.

A limo.

"Nice ride," Felicia commented.

Peter chuckled, and they drove to a hotel he'd pre-booked for them.

"Welcome to the Royal Suite!" The man who opened the door greeted them.

"Thank you," Peter said, opening the door for Felicia.

Inside, there was a huge bed, a living room, a TV, a kitchenette, and a bathroom.

There was a big pool, and Felicia seemed eager to enter it.

"You can go ahead if you want to," Peter said, chuckling as she started stripping in front of him. They were alone in there, so there wasn't any problem with that.


While she was enjoying her time, Peter was already back in New York, he'd opened a portal, since Raven was here.

They talked for a while, and then he told her what to do.

Peter had been worried whether the effects of [Seductive Magnetism] would last even after he would lift the effect, but it seemed that the change was too drastic, it would make roots in the person's mind.

So, Raven was already trustful of him, which made things easier.

After he instructed her, Peter returned to May, and finished what they'd started.

All in all, it was a peaceful time.


He was here.

Silver received the news just a while ago. Spider-Man had left her, hadn't talked to her, and had done nothing at all in general.

She'd been busy herself, with the recent political movements taking place in Symkaria. She'd met with a lot of people, people whom she didn't care about in the slightest.

Spider-Man was one of them, someone she didn't care about, but she'd come to care, it seemed. It was strange, to be honest; she wasn't a woman like this. To care for someone...

He was the one person she didn't mind caring for.

So, she'd never thought that Spider would leave her and forget about her.

But he did.

And she didn't know where to start looking for him at the time. No identity whatsoever, nothing but Spider-Man. She knew where operated, of course, but circumstances didn't allow her to go look for him.

So, she investigated his identity.

Needless to say, she'd gotten many opportunities to get his samples while they were fighting.

And she did get them.

Identifying him was hard, really hard, but not undoable.

However, she needed someone who could help her identify him, and no one knew where he was or how to contact him. So, she had to settle for identifying him by his DNA.

She'd managed to extract his DNA from the samples she had.

An Identity was found, which she kept a secret, she wasn't an idiot.

So, when Peter Parker set foot in her country, she was the first to know it.

"Let's meet the real you."




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