"I have to commend her, she gave us a pretty nice ship…" Alex was looking around the deck and seeing all the interesting features, he couldn't help but whistle.
"Do you know how to fly it?" Jane asked him flatly while looking around.
"Yeah," Alex gave her a nod, running his fingers over the control panel in appreciation of the build, "I can remotely pilot it, so there's no need for us to sit in the seats either."
"Great," Jane nodded, "I'll be off in the resting bay then, taking a nap." She turned around and walked through a random doorway, leaving an amused Alex who focused on getting the ship to fly.
As for Jane, she was walking around aimlessly with no idea where the resting bay would even be present.
Just as she turned a corner, a pair of arms wrapped around her — one around her waist and the other a little bit above her chest. Stopping in her tracks, she showed some weak struggle without saying anything.
"Speak your mind, Jane," Alex said to her, "We have a while before we get to Morag."
"What's there to talk about?" She said with a hint of fatigue, "I can never accept being second fiddle to another woman. I think the story is clear."
"What makes you think that you're second fiddle, Jane?" Alex asked her. His hand traced higher from her chest to her face and he grabbed her chin — forcefully — turning her face to look at him despite her resistance.
"Well, technically, I'm seventh fiddle, no?" She said, sarcasm slipping in her tone as her eyes spat fire at his face.
A sigh escaped Alex's mouth, caressing the side of Jane's face with a ticklish touch, "You aren't, Jane," He said, "I think that you are well aware of that fact. I don't pay one of my hosts more attention than the other. You have all of me at all times. Whether that's a good thing or not is still debatable."
"You can say that all you want," Jane said, "But that's just a lie you go around telling your so-called hosts. You can't seem to accept the fact that you are a greedy dick who can't control himself."
Hearing the words that came out through her gritted teeth, Alex felt himself at a loss, "That's not the reason for that," He said with a forcefully calm tone, "My choices for my hosts come from a necessity and you know it. I bonded with you because of how compatible you are with my lightning-based abilities and how you have the ability to work with cosmic energy. And once I decided to bond with you, I was always sincere. Maybe coming off as sleazy, but I did not lie to you about anything."
"How am I supposed to trust your words?" Jane asked, her voice quivering imperceptibly, "That means that I'm nothing more than another power-up for you. Which is even worse."
"I know you can accurately discern the truthfulness of my words and even see if my intent is truthful or not, Jane," Alex said. "You are much more than a random power-up for me. Your headstrong personality, the way you just choose violence over talking, I love all of that. It took me two months to get it into your head that you deserve better than a slow, agonizing, and depressing death. Let me show you the 'better' that you deserve."
Throughout Alex's words, Jane's face maintained a stoic expression, "Who's your favorite?" She asked.
Alex blinked, "What?"
"Which host," She asked, "is your favorite? Don't even think about lying about loving everyone the same. I can tell."
"Why do you want to know?" He asked her, "I'll adore and pamper you as much as you can handle and then some until you're left a dependent and blubbering mess who can never even entertain the thought of separating herself from me."
Alex could notice her cheeks heating up, but she maintained her stoic expression, "Answer the question, Alex."
"Why do you even want to know?" Alex asked, not wanting to give her the answer.
"Answer me," She said, arcs of lightning appearing around her arms and her pupils took on a deeper blue than the usual ocean blue as if lightning was flashing within.
"Wanda," Alex said, deciding to give in, "You happy now?" He asked her.
The lightning disappeared as a sly smile appeared on Jane's face, "Maybe," She said, "Now let me go. I want to rest for a bit."
"Fine," Alex shook his head and freed her, "But don't think you're getting rid of me that easily. I'm coming to bed with you."
"I'm not in the mood for sex, Alex," Jane said flatly.
"We can do other things in bed," He said.
"Yeah?" She said, "Like what?"
"It's better that I show you those things instead," He said, grabbing her hand and pulling her with him.
The blonde woman's helpless sigh was all the agreement that Alex needed. He had more than enough ways to coax her as long as she didn't completely resist him like before.
…
As Alex focused on beguiling Jane with sweet words and actions, he had a body in the cockpit of the ship flying it, deep in thought.
'I'd hoped that the stones would already be on Xandar, considering that according to the MCU timeline, Star-Lord should have already taken the Power Stone and dealt with Ronan.'
Alex thought to himself while piloting the ship. After The Guardians dealt with Ronan and the Kree army, they left the Power Stone on Xandar under the care of Irani Rael, an action that ultimately painted a target on the Nova Federation's back, inviting Thanos to them. But at the current moment, both Irani Rael and the Power Stone were nowhere to be found in Xandar, instead, they ended up finding the Soul Stone on the planet as if it had appeared out of nowhere. Not to mention two pieces of the Soul Stone.
'Now I see two things having happened here, either the High Evolutionary took care of her, or she disappeared with the stone to evade Thanos. I'm leaning toward the second option, because that way, I would at least have a lead.'
Alex hummed thoughtfully as he got an idea. Quickly enabling the autopilot of the ship after having put in the coordinates of the dead planet, Alex looked within himself, particularly at his soul which had three bright dots nested at the center of the perfectly spherical ethereal entity. He brought his focus to the orange gem, the Soul Stone that had a slightly brighter glow than the other two.
'Such small artifacts, yet even divided, they each contain a power that can rival the strongest of beings. Even going as far as to affect the whole universe as long as they are channeled correctly.'
He appreciated the Soul Stone's more rounded shape in comparison to the other two which both had jagged edges and seemed like rocks that had broken off while the Soul Stone seemed to have been carved into its spheroid shape, but that wasn't the only stone that he needed right now. He needed the power of the Mind Stone along with it to execute his idea.
'Now that I have the Soul Stone, the Mind Stone's capabilities should undoubtedly be enhanced by a wide margin.'
Alex's thought was followed by the mobilization of the Mind and Soul Authorities of both stones simultaneously, using the Soul Stone to empower the Mind Stone. He willed the stone to show him the threads that would connect him to all living beings in existence before using the Soul Stone to search for a specific mind among the trillions of threads that were connected to the Mind Stone.
'Fuck, I gotta hurry up, I'm already down a thousand EP…'
Alex's realization came with the understanding that if the powers of the stones were going to enhance each other in a multiplicative manner, then the strain on his existence when using that authority was also going to increase in a multiplicative manner. As more and more of his EP started to be consumed to make sure that the strain on his existence was mitigated sufficiently, Alex saw the threads all growing fainter as thirteen of them became more prominent than the others, each showing a different scene of Irani Rael.
'Motherf—' Alex suppressed a curse as he realized that although there was only one Xandar, there were multiple leaders of the planet in this universe, 'And not a single one of the thirteen is actually on Xandar,' Alex complained inwardly before filtering them further such that he could pinpoint the one whose thoughts were dominated by the Power Stone.
With his filtering, more of the threads grew fainter, leaving three, who all had their thoughts dominated by the Power Stone, 'This is the best I can do…' Alex realized as he saw his EP go down to alarming rates. Quickly marking the three Nova Supremes so that he could get their location when needed, Alex stopped mobilizing the authority of the two stones.
'Almost 1700 EP down…' Alex shook his head, 'These stones are going to be a bottomless pit of EP until I start generating Cosmic Energy in the Gaia Federation.'
"First Morag, then these three women. Best case, I can get three fragments of the Power Stone. Worst case, I still get jackshit," Alex spoke to himself, deciding to focus on piloting the ship to Morag before doing anything further.
-x-X-x-
On Earth-Z, where Alex had sent Miss Marvel and Laura from Hydra Earth after tethering them together and giving them a piece of himself such that they could enjoy the actual symbiote experience instead of his special exclusive version. He had no plans to actually bond with them, and he already had multiple women that he wasn't truly bonded with, like Felicia in Farm Earth, Cindy in Earth-65, and Yelena and the MCU. Alex didn't form a symbiotic bond with them, but their capabilities were nothing to be scoffed at, which made Alex give them that secondary position to his true hosts. This meant that, unlike his hosts, he wasn't as controlling, or intimate with them. At least emotionally. Physically, he had explored all three women inside and out.
Miss Marvel and Laura were two of these secondary position women, but they were in a unique situation. Unlike the other three, they weren't even aware of Alex since he had merely given them a basic version of the symbiote instead of the specialized collar that he put on the others. The duo only knew that they received some sort of symbiotic suit that listened to rudimentary commands.
At this point, a pitch-black cocoon split open within one of the numerous bunkers that were littered all around the wasteland that was Earth-Z. From within, two young women, both adorning matching sleek black combat suits that emphasized their figures, stood up.
"Well, that was a weird experience," Miss Marvel spoke as she stood up, "Do you remember what happened? I remember being knocked out just when your dad… your dad… he killed those people." The bubbly woman went quiet at her words, her expression growing somber.
Laura patted her shoulder, "Look around," She said, "We were eaten up by a tree before I made my black suit cover you as well."
"Are we back at the Hydra base?" Miss Marvel asked while looking around the living room which reminded her of her dorm back in Hydra's base, "I guess the others saved us and brought us back."
"I don't think so," Laura frowned without elaborating. She turned to the large metallic door and approached it while the frown on her face stayed.
"Laura," Miss Marvel called out, but was ignored, "Laura!" She called again.
"Hm?" Laura hummed in question without turning back. She continued to approach the door.
"Why are you on Hydra's si—" Her words never finished as she felt something yanking her forward by the waist, "Ahh!" She shouted, forced to step forward to stop herself from tumbling.
Laura was in the same boat, she had been yanked backward by the waist and was only still standing because of her stable center of balance. Unlike Miss Marvel, who was merely a superhero because of her superpowers, Laura was a trained killer and combatant.
They both looked at the culprit for their yanking and saw a taut black tether that connected them both by the waists. They hadn't previously noticed it as it continued to be stretched and ended up yanking them both.
"We should step closer," Miss Marvel said while walking toward Laura. Only when she was barely two steps away from the girl did the tether go slack, "This is probably going to be a problem if we end up in fights," She said, "Can't you call it back?"
"I tried," Laura shrugged. "Let's go out." With those words, she turned to the door once again before walking out. What greeted her was a dimly lit staircase that led upwards, with merely two lightbulbs lighting the way up. With a confused frown, she decided to bite the bullet and continued walking up.
The girl beside her, "Hey, I think we can be considered friends at this point, so we should at least share our real names with each other. I'm Kamala Khan," She extended her hand toward Laura while walking behind her.
"Laura, Laura… Kinney," The girl evidently spoke very little, but her words contained many more emotions than Kamala's long sentences. She didn't even turn around to look at Kamala to answer and kept ascending the stairs.
With one girl chattering about meaningless things and the other quietly listening to her words, they reached the top, noticing another similar metal door to the one from the bottom. Laura's expression was one full of suspicion while Kamala was oblivious to any weird signs, still sure that she was in the Hydra base in one of the dorms.
Sadly for the talkative girl, the opened door destroyed her fantasy. What greeted them was a sandy wasteland as a gust of wind made that sand fly up in the air and hit them in the face. Laura was quick to react and stepped back, closing the door before too much of the sand was able to enter the staircase, "We aren't home," She said.
"No, that's not possible," Kamala said, "This has to be some kind of training exercise or something. If we aren't home then where… where…" Her words trailed off as if she just realized something, "I remember hearing about rifts opening between the different Earths, transporting the people away abruptly…" She didn't need to finish to make Laura understand the implications of her words.
"We're on another planet…" Laura said with a tired sigh, already missing the father whom she'd only been with for less than a year.
The two girls were quick to go back down into the bunker and look for food. Both of them had strong mentalities and were quick to adapt to their situation. The first thing they needed to find was food. With their big appetites, due to their abilities relying on them having a lot of self-sufficient energy, food was an extremely important thing for them.
"How in the world is this place so clean and furnished yet has literally zero scraps of food? It's like someone contracted a bunker in the middle of the desert and never bothered stocking it with food," Kamala complained.
"There is one other source of food," Laura said with a frown.
"What is it?" Kamala looked at Laura with shining eyes.
"Food…" Laura said with intent to her suit.
"Yeah that's what I'm talking about, you just said that we have another source of food, what is it?" Kamala asked.
Laura didn't say anything and waited as a pipe extended out from her shoulder and entered her mouth, "Mm…" The girl couldn't help but moan at the chocolaty taste of the smooth substance that the suit gave her.
Kamala's eyes sparkled at the view in front of her, "Hey, um… Mr. Suit, can you give me some food too, please?" She asked politely as a similar pipe extended out from her shoulder and entered her mouth giving her the same chocolaty substance.
Both women blissfully moaned at the heavenly-tasting food for a whole minute before the pipes pulled themselves back automatically.
"This is amazing…" Kamala said, "I feel completely full right now and all it took was a minute of drinking thick chocolate."
"Apex needs to replenish after some time," Laura said with a frown.
"Apex?" Kamala asked.
"The suit," Laura said, "It has limited food reserves."
"Well, what does it eat?" Kamala asked, "I don't think we are going to find anything other than sand outside."
"There is something outside that Apex wants," Laura told her, "We should go out."
"In that dust storm?" Kamala seemed apprehensive, "My suit will get all sandy."
Laura looked at her with a deadpan look for a few seconds before turning around and walking toward the exit door, "Come." She said, not giving Kamala a choice.
"So overbearing," Kamala giggled, "Since this Apex is our only source of food for a while, then it's better to keep it satiated."
Kamala followed Laura to the exit and they both ascended the stairs until reaching the exit door. Without a word, Laura grabbed Kamala's hand and pulled her closer while opening the door. Quickly exiting through the door, She closed the door behind herself and Kamala after they both got through the door.
Laura let go of Kamala and started walking in a determined direction that Apex directed her to. The suit had already formed masks on their heads, making sure that their entire bodies were completely covered, preventing any of the dust from even touching their skin.
Walking through the storm, Kamala was grateful for the tether that kept her connected to Laura, otherwise, she was sure that she would be lost in the sandstorm that completely robbed her of visibility. Eventually, the sandstorm seemed to have mellowed out a bit, increasing the two women's visibility such that they were at the very least able to see things in front of them. The first thing Kamala noticed was a humanoid silhouette in the direction that they were walking.
"There's someone there, we should see…" She quickly overtook Laura and approached the humanoid silhouette. Before she could call out to the person, Laura yanked her back with the tether. Her expression wasn't discernable through the mask, but Kamala could imagine the etched disappointment.
"Enemy," Laura whispered before slowly approaching the being. Soon enough, the silhouette became discernable enough for Kamala to tell that it wasn't a person. With dark, muddy skin and weird veins going all over their body, she knew that it was some sort of unholy being.
"W-what is that abomination?" Kamala asked rhetorically, knowing that Laura was just as much in the dark as her.
Laura didn't answer, though her steps slowed down and became almost indiscernible. Just as she came into range of the being, she jumped up and let out a warcry before stabbing her claws into the creature's back. Both her arms stabbed through the neck while the two claws in her feet stabbed the abomination's waist.
A loud, infuriated roar told both Laura and Kamala that Laura's attack wasn't enough, "I… uhh," Kamala didn't know what to do, "I'll try to immobilize it!" Kamala said. "Embiggen!" She exclaimed before both her hands expanded alongside the black gloves, becoming large enough to envelop the abomination. She grabbed it with both hands, trying to trip it by grabbing its legs with one hand as the other grabbed its arms, making sure that Laura was able to continue attaching it.
Just as Laura stabbed its skull again, it roared once again and pushed apart Kamala's hands, her strength wasn't enough to completely contend against its sheer muscle, and her hands were pushed back.
Seeing her failure to keep it immobilized, Kamala groaned out with difficulty and her hands became smaller before her arms elongated and started wrapping around the abomination to keep it suppressed. This time, she was successful as the abomination's strength wasn't enough to break through her suppression. As Laura continued stabbing it in certain spots in its head, it finally went completely limp, its resistance having died completely.
Just as Kamala started shortening her arms and freeing the dead abomination, she felt something around her arms wiggling and saw her 'suit' expanding to cover the abomination completely.
"That abomination was the sustenance that Apex was talking about wasn't it?" Kamala asked with an uncomfortable expression as Laura nodded stoically.
-x-X-x-
Laura and Kamala spent the rest of the day following Apex's directions. More like Laura was following Apex's directions and Kamala was merely being led by Laura since she was the only one whom Apex actively communicated with, leaving Kamala hanging. The two women spent the entire day out hunting for the abominations which Laura told her were the weakest variants in the surrounding wasteland according to Apex's senses.
What followed was a one-sided conversation of Kamala exclaiming her disbelief while Laura just listened and continued toward the next Abomination.
Eventually, both women were completely tired out, but while Laura was still standing — used to exerting herself to an extreme extent — Kamala was essentially dead, barely even able to stand.
"One last abomination before we go back," Laura said as Kamala's eyes widened.
"Another?!" She exclaimed while looking into Laura's eyes, noticing the reflection of the setting sun in the mutant's green eyes, "I'm done, Laura. Please. I can't even raise my arms anymore, much less fight another one of those abominations."
"Train to get stronger," Laura said, pulling the girl, "If we have trouble with the weakest ones, what if a strong one attacks us?"
Sadly, Kamala was completely exhausted. She fell down on her knees, "Tomorrow, Laura. I promise," She said, "I will do even better tomorrow, but right now, my limbs are burning and my heart feels like it is about to burst out of my chest. I can't even stand up anymore, let alone walk."
Laura narrowed her eyes and gave Kamala an annoyed look. Without saying anything, she bent over and put the exhausted Inhuman over her shoulder before turning back, toward the bunker.
"Please, Laura. I can't fight anymore…" Kamala pleaded but Laura just ignored her, continuing to walk. The girl didn't have any energy to resist or swing her legs and eventually completely gave up, pouting as Laura ignored her pleas. She couldn't even see the way forward to see if the next abomination was close or not.
The familiar sound of a door opening roused Kamala awake from her sleep as Laura stepped through the frame of the metal bunker door.
"So that's how they power the lights in the bunker…" Kamala said, "Now that the sandstorm is over, the solar panels are visible. I'm surprised that they haven't been destroyed by those winds…" She didn't seem like she was going to stop speaking. Realizing that they weren't going to fight anymore, her bubbliness returned as she started chattering without stopping.
Entering through the second door at the bottom of the stairs, Laura unceremoniously dropped Kamala on the ground.
"Oww~" Kamala rubbed her butt while looking at Laura aggrievedly, "I'm grateful that you didn't force me to fight further, but you don't have to be so mean."
Laura gave Kamala a deadpan look before walking to the couch and sitting on it. She grabbed a blanket and curled up before speaking faintly such that Kamala only saw her lips moving without any sounds coming out, "Food, Apex… Strawberries." A thick straw extended out of Laura's shoulder and entered her mouth as she started slurping before closing her eyes.
"You're ignoring me, Laura…" Kamala acted sad and stood up before sitting beside her and saying earnestly, "Thank you for bringing me back and not making me fight another abomination."
Laura had her eyes closed and hummed in response without moving but Kamala saw the blanket that was wrapped around Laura moving before her hand was clasped by Laura's for a moment before she squeezed it and released, pulling her hand back inside the blanket. The action somehow calmed Kamala down as she slacked and leaned against the back of the couch.
"Hey, Laura, how do I take off the suit?" She asked while pulling on her glove and trying to get it off, "I want to sleep in my PJs…"
"Apex is clingy," Laura said. "You can't take him off."
"Well…" Kamala pressed her lips together in thought, "Apex… I want to sleep. Can you become something more comfortable? Like sleep clothes…" The suit indeed followed Kamala's words. It started tightening around her body, almost making her feel as if she was being suffocated for a moment. Just as she was about to panic, that moment passed and Kamala felt a breeze pass over her body and felt as if she was naked. Looking down, she realized that Apex was still on her, but the black material had become so thin that it made her feel as if she was naked.
"This works…" Kamala said before noticing Laura's amused gaze at her.
Blushing, she realized that the outfit was a lot more revealing than one would think, revealing each and every curve on her body as if she was indeed naked. Quickly grabbing another blanket from the basket at the side, "I'm going to go to bed." She said and stood up while wrapping the blanket around herself.
"Okay," Laura nodded while standing up, surprising Kamala.
"I thought you were going to stay here…" She said.
"Tether," Laura pointed to the elastic string that connected them together at all times.
"Can't you pull Apex back? It seems to be listening and talking to you…" Kamala asked, feeling conscious about sharing a bed with Laura. Especially with the outfit that she had on at the moment.
"I tried already, it's stuck this way," Laura said, making Kamala's shoulders droop.
"I see…" She said, disheartened, "Let's go then."
Kamala's slow steps toward the bedroom made Laura impatient, so she grabbed Kamala's arm and took the lead in moving to the bedroom. As they entered, Laura closed the door behind herself and looked at Kamala, "That side's mine." She said before walking to the bed and lying down on the right side from the front of the bed. She wrapped the blanket that she had brought from the living room around herself and curled up to rest. Even though she wasn't showing that she was tired, Laura was dead tired at the moment. Not only had she exerted herself more than Kamala, but she had even carried the wannabe superhero back to the bunker. By all means, she was much more exhausted than Kamala.
Seeing Laura sleeping while having turned to the other side, Kamala noticed the previous pipe of food having entered Laura's mouth, realizing that her stranded partner probably wasn't full yet and was eating some more. She sighed and turned off the lights before slipping into the bed, curling herself up with her blanket while turning to the other side of Laura. It didn't take long for her to drift to sleep as a pipe automatically extended out of her shoulder and entered her mouth, feeding her the same strawberry-flavored smoothie-like substance to keep her fed and energized.
…
Without the sun shining through the window, it was difficult to know whether it was morning or not, but Kamala's eyes opened to the dim lighting of the room as she realized that she seemed to have turned to Laura's side in her sleep and was hugging a pillow. Just as she tried to open her arms and stretch them, she felt a warm breath on her cheek and instantly blushed. Coming to her senses, she realized that she had her face nestled in the crook of Laura's neck as her arms were wrapped around the mutant girl.
Not wanting to wake Laura, Kamala tried to subtly pull back her arms from her back, but she couldn't move them. Frowning, she tried to exert herself more, but she couldn't even move her fingers away from Laura's back, let alone her arms. That was when she registered the rest of the situation, feeling Laura's arms wrapped around her in a similar manner as they both were tightly stuck close to each other, their chests, abdomens, entire torsos pressed together, their legs tangled and completely immobilized.
Kamala tried but felt it impossible to move any part of her body below her neck. As the panic started setting in, she tried to look down as much as she could and understood the reason behind her immobilized state. For some reason, at some point in the night, the suit had decided to become one single suit, and with the two women wrapped around each other, they were now stuck until the suit decided to free them. It also brought Kamala to the realization that it was her actual naked self that was pressed against Laura's body and not her suited state. The suit was only the outer layer, she and Laura were naked at the spots where they were touching each other.
"Apex," Kamala called out softly, "can you let me out? I want to get ready for the day." Without a reaction from the suit, the girl was forced to stay in the awkward yet extremely comfortable position helplessly. She thought about waking Laura but didn't know how she would face her. In the end, she decided that the best thing to do would be to bury her face in the crook of Laura's neck and feign sleep.
Sadly for Kamala, she was completely awake by now. Trying to sleep only gave rise to all sorts of thoughts in her mind. Not to mention with her naked body pressing against Laura, most of them were revolving around a very topic. She could feel her naked skin rubbing against Laura with each small movement, the sleeping woman undoubtedly had a tighter and more toned body compared to her, giving rise to a soft yet stern feeling as her breasts rubbed against Laura.
As the girl's focus was brought in that direction, it was almost impossible to get rid of those thoughts. She started gently rubbing herself against Laura's body consciously, enjoying the feeling of comfort and warmth that came from the arousing sensation of the sensitive nubs on top of her breasts rubbing against her partner's body.
'I hope she doesn't wake up too quickly…'
Kamala's thought led to a series of events that made the rest of the day very interesting.
-x-X-x-
When Laura finally woke up, Kamala was successfully able to feign sleep, even though it was an extremely difficult action when she realized that Laura was not only sniffing her hair but also touching her body all over. Unlike her, Laura seemed to have much more freedom with the presence of the suit.
No matter how much she suppressed it, Laura continued rubbing her body until getting a weak whimper out of Kamala. Only when Laura was satisfied did the suit recede into individual suits as Laura got out of bed and 'woke Kamala up' with a shake.
As the blushing girl opened her eyes, Laura spoke, "Get up, it's time to go out for training."
What followed was a harrowing period of so many days for Kamala that she lost track of the number. Waking up in the morning while tangled up with Laura in an intimate nude embrace. Training with her where they go out to fight abominations. When they came back home, they didn't have the energy to do anything other than sleep.
The only good thing was that food was never an issue even though the two girls were in a complete wasteland. Whatever Apex was feeding them seemed to be an all-encompassing nutrient solution that could take up any taste. Although Kamala did miss the texture of eating real food, the current situation wasn't too bad.
However, soon enough, that routine changed when one of the stronger Abominations decided to grace them with its presence in the middle of a fight against a weaker one.
"Let's retreat, Kamala," Laura said, stabbing her claw through the arm of the abomination that she and Kamala were fighting.
"What are you talking about?" The girl in question asked, "We can totally take it." She didn't get the hint and grabbed the abomination's other arm before exclaiming, "Embiggen." Just as Laura pulled her claw out of the abomination's arm, Kamala's hand wrapped around its body, leaving merely its head exposed as it continued to futilely struggle.
"We have to get going," Laura said, "We can't waste time on this guy. Let's go!" She didn't bother stabbing the abomination and pulled Kamala by their tether, causing the girl to lose her balance as her hand became small, freeing the abomination.
Despite being as dense as she was, Kamala understood that there was probably a bigger threat that Laura was trying to bring them away from. She didn't resist and started running along with Laura after throwing a punch at the abomination that was the size of its entire body. It was thrown away, making sure it couldn't follow or catch up to the two women.
Unfortunately, that abomination wasn't the one they needed to worry about. It was the one who fell down from the sky right in front of them, making them skid in their path so as not to collide with it. Instantly, both women noticed the distinctly more muscular and larger figure of the ‹Buff Grunt Class› abomination. They shared a look of tacit understanding and Laura charged at the abomination while Kamala extended her arms to immobilize the stronger variant of the zombie that they were fighting.
Sadly, the strength difference between the two parties was just far too much for them to be a match against it. Even the original Laura of Earth-Z, who was already much stronger than either of them, with the real Alex who could enhance her by multiple factors, wasn't a match for these abominations for a long while, let alone these two girls who had an inferior symbiote that Alex gave them. He wasn't even focusing on them since having dropped them in this wasteland. He had merely assigned a few automated directives to the suit and left the two girls there to fend for themselves. He could directly communicate with them and enhance them like the others with his collars if he wanted, but at the moment, he was busy with all sorts of other things and didn't treat them as a priority.
Just as the abomination landed in front of them, Kamala's arm wrapped around its legs to trip it before it could balance itself, and the other wrapped around its torso to keep its arms at bay. Laura extended her claws and jumped at its head in hopes of stabbing its eyes. She was successful, but only in enraging the abomination. The head wasn't a weak spot for the weaker class abominations, let alone this one. Within moments, it freed itself from Ms. Marvel's arm that was wrapped around its torso, tossing the petite woman in the distance before its hands grabbed onto Laura's claws and pulled them out of its skull.
Laura tried her best to keep it at bay, attacking it with her foot claws, but it was of no use. Her claws were pulled out of the abomination's head and it slammed her into the ground while keeping a tight grip on her claws. Laura's reaction came within a split second. Ignoring the pain that made her internals churn from being slammed into the ground, she detracted her claws and jumped back from it just as a punch landed on the ground where she previously was.
'We have to get away…' Laura realized, "Apex, pull Kamala to me." Laura instructed before bolting in a direction. At this point, the tether that connected the two women had been stretched by a huge margin since Kamala was thrown very far away. She the tether pulled her back toward Laura, the girl in question made a run for it.
What followed was a hopeless escape as the abomination kept catching up with them and reaching them no matter what they did. It was too fast for them to truly lose it. Eventually, both girls had completely fainted, Kamala, full of bruises and broken bones, and Laura, in a similar state or even worse state. Her healing factor tried its best to heal her but the abomination was already upon them once again. At this point, the two were completely unable to resist.
Just as the abomination threw a punch at Laura's head, the black suit that had her entire body covered extended up to block the abomination's arm.
"Seriously, can't these two listen to the suit's instructions? All they need to do is kill the abominations in their strength class and train. What's so hard about that?" Alex's complaining voice came out as he easily overpowered the abomination and devoured it, "I'll add in another fail-safe…" He decided and a wave of chaos energy passed all over the suits that covered both Kamala and Laura, making red lines appear all along the surface like a circuit that wrapped around them. "At least with this, I won't need to interfere again in case they end up in a similar situation."
After adding in the chaos energy circuit as a fail-safe, Alex disappeared, leaving the two fainted women on the ground as the suit adjusted around them and changed its color to match that of the ground around them. The rudimentary camouflage would be sufficient to escape if any stray abomination encountered them.
Eventually, Laura did wake up, having completely healed up as her suit made sure to feed her sufficient nutrients to supplement her healing factor. Kamala, however still needed some time. While she had enhanced healing, it was nowhere close to Laura's. She was still unconscious even as Laura got up, giving Kamala an annoyed look, "She needs to start listening to me…" Laura decided before putting the injured girl over her shoulder and walking back to their bunker.
…
Kamala's eyes opened as a groan escaped her lips, a splitting headache assaulting her, making her squint her eyes as a familiar dim light entered her pupils. She was in the bunker. Her eyes widened at the realization and she met eyes with Laura, "We're alive!" She exclaimed before jumping at Laura and hugging her tightly. Or at least that's what she wanted to do. As she met Laura's eyes, she wanted to hug her in glee, but her arms and legs were restrained while having been spread apart as she was attached to the wall.
"Laura," Kamala said, her eyes filling with apprehension, "what is all this? Let me go." She struggled but Laura's expressionless face spooked her a little and made her decide to use her powers to free herself. Unfortunately for her, just as she tried to activate her powers, she got the response that they were deactivated, 'I was injured,' She realized with a gulp, recalling the horrible injuries that she had sustained. Whenever she healed from such kinds of injuries, her other powers would be disabled for some time.
Laura didn't say anything sitting on a chair beside the wall that Kamala was attached to, waiting for the girl to calm down in her restraints. When it finally happened, Laura opened her mouth, "You never listen, Kamala," She said. "After multiple close calls, you finally ended up getting us in trouble."
"How–how did we get back here?" Kamala asked, her voice trembling as she tried to keep herself calm.
"Apex," Laura answered. That was when Kamala noticed the red lines all over Laura's body as the usual sleek black suit seemed to have gained a new appearance. It made her recall a circuit board as she trailed her gaze along the lines that circled Laura's breasts, streaked down her torso, and went in between her legs while also extending down her thighs to her legs. "Kamala!" Laura's exclaim startled the girl.
"Yes, ma'am!" She said, her eyes looking straight at Laura.
"Will you listen to me from now on," Laura asked, "and not be stubborn?"
Kamala nodded, "I don't know why the suit only talks to you, but I understand. I will listen to your orders." As Laura directed a sharp gaze at Kamala, the girl realized her mistake, "Ma'am…" She said awkwardly as a blush appeared on her face.
Laura nodded as Kamala felt the restraints around her limbs loosening and allowing her to be free from the wall that she was stuck to. Just as the tips of her toes landed on the ground, Laura wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her down, making her yelp. Moments after being freed of her restraints, she was restrained once again, and this time, she felt much more exposed and embarrassed. She had been put across Laura's lap with both her hands and legs tied to the ground and keeping her immobilized.
Laura didn't say a word and rested her palm on Kamala's butt, making the restrained girl intimately aware of what was about to happen.
Kamala lay across Laura's lap restrained, her powers on cooldown, helpless. She bit her lower lip and clenched her core, preparing for the upcoming punishment. It indeed came. In the form of a clapping sound that registered in Kamala's mind first before the pain from the spank jolted her entire body, shaking her down to her core as her toes curled up and a whimper escaped her pursed lips.
"I'm sorry, Laura," She apologized while trying to wiggle away from the restraints. "I promise I'll listen to you from — Eep!"
The girl didn't respond and spanked Kamala once again, interrupting her words and causing her to yelp as the stinging jolt struck her whole body. Before Kamala could say anything further, Laura spanked her once again. And again. And once more. She kept going for hours until the Inhuman was nothing more than a blubbering mess that couldn't even speak coherently anymore.
As Laura freed Kamala and pulled her up to sit in her lap, her gaze went to her chastized partner's face. Filled with marks of dried tears as her mouth formed a crooked smile while her unfocused eyes had a haziness in them. She looked like an addict who had overdosed on a drug.
Holding Kamala gently in her arms, Laura moved to the bedroom and closed the door with her foot before getting into bed. Moments later, the two women were in an intimate embrace as their suits melded together, immobilizing them in the position. At the same time, a straw entered Laura's mouth as she started sucking her meal. As for Kamala, the straw directly went down her throat and into her food pipe without blocking her airway and started releasing the food inside her stomach.
…
This was how the two women passed their days. Their intimacy continued growing in an unhealthily dependent manner alongside their skills and powers. Initially, they had been keeping track of the days by the day-night cycle, but a violent earthquake, lasting for almost half a day, led to events that made them lose track of everything.
The earthquake was followed by a sandstorm that lasted for at least a week, which was what made them lose track of the day-night cycle completely. With no battery-powered clocks inside the bunker, and neither girl having any other way to keep track of time, it was impossible to keep track of the passing days. The storm also caused the power in the bunker to go out for a couple of days since the solar panels were unable to get any sunlight through the thick canopy that was formed by the constantly howling sandy winds.
They weren't familiar with the planet, so they didn't realize it, but earthquakes and storms of such scale weren't a regular occurrence on this planet. During the time they were cooped up in their bunker, on the other side of the planet, in what used to be China, a large chunk of another Earth's moon had landed. Decimating a huge chunk of the land and almost wiping Asia off of the map of the planet, its aftereffects reached all the way to the other side of the world.
During that time, without anything to do while staying cooped up in the bunker, the two girls were bored out of their minds since they could either talk to each other or sleep. So they talked. A lot. Or at least, Kamala talked while Laura listened and gave short inputs every once in a while. She wasn't very fond of talking and Kamala understood completely. She was happy to have a friend to listen to her in this trying time.
As they talked and talked, the topic of home inevitably came up, creating a somber mood in both girls' minds. A sense of threat and mortality enveloped Kamala, terrified that she wouldn't be able to go back home and would waste away in this monster-infused desert. Laura, however, was much calmer. At least outwardly. While Kamala only had Laura — the presence of the bio-suit mostly being a secondary thing for her — to Laura, Apex was her other partner alongside Kamala. It kept her safe and sound and made sure that she was always comfortable whenever she would get lonely or panicky. The living suit had never truly spoken a word to her other than telling her that it was Apex, but it made sure that she was always at peace.
Her communication with it mostly consisted of an empathetic exchange, where they would share feelings and emotions. Those emotions were what ended up influencing Laura to become Kamala's most intimate confidante. Apex was the reason for her to become the leader of their duo where she, although weaker than Kamala, was the one the Inhuman girl would unquestionably obey, no matter what the situation.
Once the sandstorm passed, they resumed their routine of waking up, eating, killing monsters, eating again, killing more monsters, and eating one last time before going back to sleep together. However, one difference from before was that Laura and Kamala stopped keeping track of time completely, even subconsciously. Their schedules didn't work on the basis of the time of day anymore, but when Apex decided that they would wake up and go to sleep. Of course, it wasn't a direct order. Apex used Laura as a proxy and she executed his will flawlessly with Kamala.
The reason for that? Alex had an experiment that he wanted to run with the two girls.
With the moon crashing on the planet, it had been knocked out of its old orbit and into a new one. While still not on a collision course with another planet due to the interference of whatever cosmic entity kept the cluster stable, the time dilation of the planet had been completely flipped over its head. By the time Alex's host Laura went back to Hydra Earth for the final battle against Hydra's Captain America, six months had passed in Earth-Z for the other Laura who was with Kamala.
At this moment, inside a new bunker that Apex had helped them find.
Laura was sitting on the couch with a book in her hand as she read it. Her face was graced by an amorous expression alongside a blush as her eyes kept tracing along the text. She bit her lower lip as if suppressing a moan while continuing to read the book. Her chest heaved up and down as her breaths got deeper the more she read. A suppressed, almost indiscernible moan escaped her mouth before a tendril escaped from her wrist and helped her flip the page since her other hand was busy.
As for what her other hand was busy with? It was holding onto the base of Kamala's ponytail keeping her head in control while it was pressed in between Laura's thighs with her legs crossed behind her head, keeping Kamala trapped in her place as she was forced to serve her with her mouth. Her arms were tied behind her back with simple cuffs that were also attached to a collar around Kamala's throat. Whenever she tried to adjust her arms, the collar would pull on her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Both girls were still completely covered by their respective tight-fitting black bodysuits up to their necks. The only exception was Laura's pussy which Kamala was licking with excitement. The black material of her bodysuit had receded to reveal her naked pussy for Kamala to feast upon, and feast upon it she did.
Even the faintest of Laura's moans was easily heard by Kamala as the girl doubled her efforts of licking Laura's pussy, making her moan weakly once again. As the minutes passed, Kamala's efforts only got better and better, occasionally making Laura moan as she read through her book.
Whenever Kamala got too into eating her out, Laura would yank her hair just enough to pull her face back from her pussy so that she could calm herself down. After a minute or so, she would allow Kamala to continue.
Almost an entire hour passed with just that. It was then that Laura put her book at the side and put both hands on Kamala's head. She spread her legs apart just a little and pulled Kamala in further. Getting the signal, the girl doubled her efforts, and her tongue dexterously moved along Laura's most sensitive spots.
After an hour of keeping herself warmed up and on edge, it only took a couple of minutes for Laura to reach her climax as Kamala continued licking her pussy. As the melodious moan escaped Laura's mouth, Kamala felt her senses rejuvenating and her entire being felt a sense of pleasure when the sound of Laura's moan reached her ear. She eagerly lapped up the juices that had escaped Laura before looking up and meeting her eyes.
"Thank you for the treat, my mistress~," She said playfully. Her words made a smile appear on Laura's face as she calmed herself and took a few deeper breaths while uncrossing her legs from behind Kamala's head, freeing her.
"My knees are killing me…" Kamala said while standing up with difficulty on wobbly legs and slumping down on the couch, "Can you please free my arms? This is very uncomfortable." Kamala said.
Laura nodded and snapped before the restraints disappeared into Kamala's arms, leaving her in nothing but the same thin bodysuit as Laura that clung so tightly to their bodies that it revealed everything. The outline of the nipples, the belly button, and even the camel toe that it showed was a perfect shape, making both of them seem more slutty than if they were naked.
"Hey Laura," Kamala called out, resting her head on Laura's thigh, "You ever think about how we could go back?"
Laura shrugged while grabbing her book again and continuing to read from where she left off. Her other hand made its way to Kamala's stomach, occasionally tapping her fingers on the black material that covered her.
"Aren't we done?" Kamala asked while looking into Laura's eyes that were focused on the book. "Why are you still reading that story?"
Laura's gaze moved lower, meeting Kamala's eyes as she gave a light smile before her eyes returned to focus on the book. Kamala was about to say something but Laura's hand started trailing higher, leaving a ticklish sensation wherever her fingers brushed before eventually reaching her chest.
"Nn~" Kamala mewled and nestled her face into Laura's stomach, her fists balled up as a sense of heat pervaded throughout her body due to Laura's touch. There was no need for words to be exchanged between the two after all the time they had already spent together.
…
Their days continued passing uneventfully with a mixture of leisure and training where they would enjoy each other's company and go out to train and kill abominations in the meantime. It didn't take long for Kamala to end up surpassing Laura when it came to killing abominations. With her powers being far more versatile than Laura's healing factor and claws, she was an optimal person to deal with multiple enemies that were much harder to kill than usual.
It wasn't that she was suddenly a better combatant than Laura who had trained for her whole life — In a one-to-one match, Laura would sweep the floor with Kamala most of the time. It was in times when dealing with multiple enemies with troublesome regenerations that Kamala's powers were more useful since she could just focus her strength in her palms and crush the troublesome abominations, allowing Apex to devour them.
Laura's role in their fights was more tactical now than combative. She would make sure that Kamala was able to quickly and efficiently deal with the enemies while she kept them occupied. Their teamwork had evolved flawlessly as time had passed, allowing them to now deal with even stronger abominations.
One day, Laura and Kamala were enjoying their time as usual in the bunker after waking up completely refreshed. Kamala was eating Laura out in the living room while trapped tightly in between her partner's legs. It was hard for her to even breathe as her face was tightly pressed against Laura's crotch.
In the middle of their fluffy atmosphere, Laura's eyes opened with a sense of urgency as all her arousal was suppressed, "We have to go." She said, freeing Kamala and standing up. Moments later, Apex had suited both her and Kamala up.
As Laura approached the exit, Kamala was still confused. With Laura's juices still on her chin and lips, she asked, "What's going on, Laura?"
"We need to kill abominations," Laura said, grabbing Kamala and pulling her out of the exit door without elaborating.
Feeling the sense of urgency in Laura's tone, Kamala furrowed her brows but didn't comment. She took a breath and mentally prepared herself for the coming fight.
Unfortunately for her, it was impossible for her to prepare herself for what was about to come. Ascending the stairs to the main door of the bunker, Kamala found her breath getting stuck in her throat as a chill went down her spine before Laura even opened the main door. It was as if the air itself had a malevolent aura that made Laura's hair stand on edge.
When the door finally opened, a growl entered Kamala's ear as her eyes honed in at the source. A single, weak abomination that was standing some ways away from the door. However, that wasn't the source of her unease. It was the identical silhouettes all around it, as far as she could see behind it that gave her that eerie unease, "How many…" She questioned Laura.
"Too many," Laura's face had a serious frown as she quickly closed the door behind herself and Kamala, "Apex will support us, we have to clear them all."
"Its protection is good, but far from enough, Laura," Kamala said. "We've only strengthened it to the point of barely tanking a couple of the weaker attacks without letting us get harmed. We have to run—"
"Trust Apex." Laura didn't let Kamala continue her triage, "Now come. We must battle." Laura was the first to jump head first into the fray of the abominations, grabbing their attention as Kamala groaned but followed along nonetheless. Laura's fist slash enraged the foremost abomination while Kamala's hand came from the side and crushed it in her palm.
Laura was already upon the next one, distracting it so that Kamala could suppress it just enough to allow Apex to devour it. At that moment, two abominations came up to Kamala while three were upon Laura, the duo's gazes met for a split second before Kamala's arms extended out to punch two of the grunts that were after Laura who planted her feet on the ground and grasped the tether that connected the two of them together. Their eyes met for another split second as Laura yanked Kamala toward herself and ducked.
Kamala's hands grabbed the two abominations as Laura made her fly toward the third whom she planted under her foot. With Laura's assailants dealt with, the two abominations that were charging toward Kamala found themselves face to face with Laura who smiled cruelly and stabbed her claws through both of their skulls, stopping them mid-charge as Alex quickly devoured them. Before they could even take a calm breath, the duo had another group of abominations upon them as they got to make quick work of them.
Meanwhile, all throughout the duo's fights, Alex had full autonomy over the suits — instead of the subconscious instincts that he had embedded in the suits to work with Laura and Kamala. He was currently wantonly using Chaos Magic in order to pull as many manageable abominations as he could toward Laura and Kamala. He and Jane had already escaped from the Soul Stone prison cell and he was burning through his EP at a rapid pace.
Not wanting to risk being out of EP, he had already put up his two farmer bees to gather EP for him at a monstrous pace. As for things like fatigue and injuries; with Alex in active control over their suits, Laura and Kamala wouldn't even get a scratch unless it was the Leader Class abominations that attacked them. The only thing that was holding back their EP gathering was that they didn't have the kind of firepower that could quickly wipe out a large number of abominations.
'I hope this is sufficient, otherwise, I'll just call in Wanda to help out.'
Alex didn't plan to risk running out of EP when he was using an Infinity Stone. Not only would it hurt him like a bitch, it would also hurt everyone that he was connected to like a bitch; in varying degrees according to how deeply they were connected to him.
'Seriously… I need to up my Cosmic Energy game by a notch.'
-x-X-x-
Earth-65.
A week had finally passed since Gwen had gone into her coma after recklessly pushing herself into a pit of fire despite Alex's warnings.
Her eyes flickered open to the morning sunlight as her body felt heavy and sore. It took her effort to completely open her eyes.
"Morning, sleepyhead," Alex's voice seemed to jolt her awake as she stiffened. Just as she tried to get up, a hand pressed on her forehead, sending a cool sensation throughout her body and calming her down, "Calm down." Alex told her as she turned to look at him.
The girl turned her head to the side while Alex kept resting his palm on her forehead and finally met his eyes. An embarrassed smile crept up on her face, "Morning…" She said with an almost wincing expression.
Seeing his girl making such a weird expression and still looking cute doing it, Alex couldn't help but smile, "I missed you," He said.
"How long?" Gwen asked, expressing a mixture of both apprehension and apology.
"Almost five years," He said, a sad smile on his face, making Gwen's eyes widen.
"What?!" She sat up before being hit in the head by a sense of vertigo. It took her a few seconds to center herself before she looked at Alex with widened eyes.
He nodded, "The only reason that you're even alive right now is because of our symbiotic bond…"
"You're fucking with me," Gwen shook her head, "You said it would just be a week. I have to talk to my father." She tried to get off of the bed, but Alex held her hand.
Gwen had a bad feeling as she looked at his expression with his lips pressed together as if about to say something difficult, "About that…"
Her heart lurched to her throat, "W-what is it?" She asked with a crack in her voice.
"He passed last year…" Alex said with difficulty.
"Tell me you're fucking with me," Gwen frowned, "Dad!" She got out of bed and went out of her room, "Dad, where are you?"
Alex followed her out to the living room and hugged her from behind, "I'm sorry, Gwen…" He whispered in her ear as the girl's body went limp in his arms, losing her strength.
"Y-you mean… my father…" Gwen choked out, holding back her tears.
"Shh…" Alex said, moving his arm to hold on to her more stably. Moments later, Gwen's elbow stabbed into his rib. "Fuck!" He coughed out, feeling the metallic taste of blood in his mouth as he felt his kidney rupturing due to how hard Gwen had hit him.
"Dickhead," Gwen turned to look at him with narrow eyes, "stop acting like I actually hurt you, you're made of slime."
"I'll have you know," Alex said with emphatic offense despite his voice coming out strained as if he was being choked, "this is a full-fledged human body. You just destroyed one of my kidneys. Do you have any idea how complicated it is to generate organs?" His voice got more normal as the words left his mouth, signaling his rapid recovery.
"Boo fucking hoo," Gwen had no sympathy for his fake pain, "I was genuinely traumatized for a minute damnit."
"Good," Alex said sharply, "tells you how it's going to feel when your recklessness does end up putting you in a coma that lasts half a decade."
The words pierced Gwen's ears and made her shrink back from her aggressive momentum. "But–but all of those people would've died," She said with a growing voice. "If I have the power to help someone, to save their life, and I let them die, that death is on me."
Matching his gaze, she nonverbally expressed her steadfast belief in her principles, enough that Alex could only sigh in defeat and give in, "Do as you wish," He said, "But your week-long disappearance has not only left New York under distress, it has also become a big stepping stone for the terrorists who blew up our building."
"Our skyscraper was just the start?" A serious expression crossed Gwen's face. "Can you run me down on what has happened?" She asked him. "It was Murdock who painted a target on our backs, wasn't it?" She mumbled.
"Surprisingly, no," Alex shook his head. "It was actually Cindy who got the target painted on our backs."
"Cindy?" Gwen raised a brow, "Our Cindy? The one who is essentially your sex slave with permanent surveillance? Are you sure?"
"I don't get the morals behind your mindset," Alex said, changing the subject. "On the one hand, you are righteous enough to sacrifice yourself even if it is to save a single person in the name of justice, but on the other hand, you are perfectly fine with what is pretty much psychological and physical abuse toward Cindy. What is the deal there?"
"You're changing the subject," Gwen said, narrowing her eyes. "You aren't getting out of answering my question." Seeing a familiar gleam of sadism appear in Alex's eyes, the stubbornness in her died out as she felt a shiver in all the right places. "I'll give you your answer, but you have to answer me after that." She obediently backed down in front of Alex's unspoken 'threat'. "I was there, mostly lost in pleasure as you manipulated and utilized all sorts of psychological tactics to Stalkhome Syndrome Cindy into being loyal to us." Feeling Alex's impatience, Gwen couldn't help but smile, but she continued nonetheless, "We didn't really brainwash her in the first place. We just gave her what she was truly after. We fulfilled her obsession in a way that satisfied all three of us. Her loyalty is merely a side effect of that submission."
Alex looked away from Gwen with an almost tired expression, "I don't know why you love psychoanalyzing everything — our relationship, Cindy's mindset, and whatever else you can…" He said while acting as if he was looking off into the distance, "but as long as it gets you from point A to point B, it's all fine I guess."
"Now give me my answer," Gwen said impatiently, not caring about Alex's words. She approached him and stood before him, grabbing his face and making him look down to meet her eyes, "Tell me why Cindy is the reason behind my skyscraper being destroyed." The gleam of possession in her eyes toward the building amused Alex.
"It's not really your skyscraper per se," Alex said. "We merely had two floors, and even those were rented. We aren't as big as Stark just yet."
"Alex…" Gwen looked at him pointedly.
He sighed, "She didn't fuck us over on purpose, we are not the Ten Rings' targets," He said as Gwen kept looking at him intently, waiting for him to continue. "Cindy was never the best of people. Especially when it came to the things she was obsessed with, namely two things — you, and becoming the so-called 'Cindy Prime' of the multiverse." Alex paused for a moment, "Anyway, so, she may have, inadvertently, killed a man's father, then his sister, and then his girlfriend before pretty much exiling the man out of the country. She essentially destroyed his life to smithereens."
Gwen's eyes quivered, "Why?" She said with a hardened voice, suppressing her emotions.
"It's a convoluted and long story," Alex shrugged before speaking with a droning tone, "Cindy wanted the father, Xu Wenwu's, immortality-granting artifact — The Ten Rings, the man's children intervened, and Cindy eventually caused the death of Xu Wenwu and his daughter, leaving only the brother, Shang-Chi. She couldn't get the rings since the man fled with them. Eventually, though, she was able to track down and find out his identity before threatening him with his girlfriend's life, subsequently killing her when he didn't take the bait. She eventually gave up on the rings once you and your portal watch came into her eyes."
"He's back for revenge…" Gwen didn't need any more information to piece things together.
"Yeah," Alex said, "and he doesn't plan to stop with just Cindy. The man is burning with a vengeance that will only be quelled after causing as much destruction and devastation in the country as possible."
"How much?" Gwen asked with a quiver in her voice, "How much damage has been caused?"
"Not much just yet," Alex said nonchalantly, "Getting the kind of explosives necessary to destroy the foundation of an entire skyscraper to the point of collapsing isn't easy or cheap. They've only been attacking some high-profile billionaires like Tony Stark and the likes after that attack. They seem to be biding their time, only maintaining the momentum of their terror."
"I understand," Gwen said, "it's time I got to work." She quickly ran out to her window, "Suit me up, Alex." Just as she spoke the words, a black mass extended out of her body and attached countless strings to the walls of the room, immobilizing her as if she were stuck in a huge spider web.
"You aren't going anywhere," Alex spoke from beside her.
"Alex!" She cried, struggling to move, "As ironic as this is, let me go!"
"You just woke up," Alex said. "At least rest for a day before diving into danger. You have so much overdue homework."
"What homework?" She asked confusedly.
"You are still in school young lady," Alex said sternly. "Finish the backlog of assignments that you have before disappearing to do god knows what."
Gwen looked at Alex blankly, "I am not calling you daddy," She said, "ever."
"Fine," Alex sighed, "But you do have a lot of work that needs to be taken care of."
"I have to at least probe out the situation of the streets, Alex," Gwen said.
"That's how your grades suffer despite you being so smart," Alex said with a sigh.
-x-X-x-
Alex eventually got Gwen to stand down from her adamant want to go out as Spider-Woman. A while later, her father returned with groceries, only to be pleasantly surprised by Gwen's current conscious state.
"You're okay," George enveloped his daughter in a tight hug, leaving Gwen with a stuffy feeling in her chest.
"I'm sorry…" The words escaped her mouth as the guilt of her actions ate at her.
Alex stepped out of the room to let the father and daughter have their moment. In the meantime, he was thinking of the next plan of action and how it could bring him and Gwen the most benefits. Most of those plans revolved around obtaining Shang Chi's techniques to harness innate energy so that he could incorporate them with his EP.
From what he had investigated about Earth-65's version of Shang Chi, his story was closer to what was depicted in the MCU. This meant that there was a high chance that instead of inheriting his mother's psionic powers like in the comics, Shang-Chi's strength came from harnessing his innate energy alongside the rings, so Alex felt that the effort would be worth it if he could eventually get his hands on the technique to do that. Not to mention the possibility of coming into contact with the Great Protector dragon if his conjecture about this version being closer to the MCU's storyline proved correct. There was a very high probability that using those techniques in conjunction with his EP could enhance its efficiency by a large margin.
With Alex in the house, George decided to cut short his reunion with his daughter to just a few minutes. He felt that it was awkward to leave his daughter's boyfriend like that despite Gwen saying that it didn't matter. After all, unlike her, George had no idea that Alex was always with Gwen, no matter what.
"Seriously, son," George approached Alex, "thank you for being here for Gwen." The following hug left Alex with an awkward smile as he lightly patted the ex-police officer's back.
"It's no problem, sir," He said. "It's my duty to take care of her in her time of need." He looked at Gwen, making her blush a little as she returned with a smile.
"Okay," George nodded, "You two can enjoy your reunion, I'll… go get groceries for a nice dinner," He said awkwardly before leaving through the door.
"Dad, wait you already got groce...ries." The door slammed shut before Gwen could say anything, leaving Alex to stifle a laugh.
"Despite the awkwardness, he has astute observation skills," Alex said. "I'll give him that."
"What do you —" Gwen couldn't complete her question as a muffled moan escaped her mouth when the presence of Alex's arms around her waist registered in her mind, alongside the feeling of his lips pressing against hers, she felt herself melting in his embrace. Her hand made its way to Alex's face and cupped his cheek before trailing to his hair and tangling her fingers in the strands.
[Alex~] She moaned, shuffling closer to him as they stuck close together.
[Next time you insist on doing something like that, I'm taking you to Gaia and chaining you in the dungeon alongside MJ.] Alex threatened, pushing his tongue through her lips as she instinctively reciprocated.
[As long as you get rid of MJ from that dungeon, I'll take any punishment you want to give me~] Gwen moaned while happily enjoying Alex's overbearing passion.
[I'll fucking gag you and let MJ speak freely so that you have to listen to her drivel for however long I want you to.] Alex's words left Gwen feeling both aroused at the prospect of helplessness, yet apprehensive of actually being forced into such a situation.
[No! Just get rid of MJ, I'll listen to you, promise.] She was quick to cave in after hearing the nightmarish scenario where she would have that woman constantly squeaking at her about how Alex preferred her and shit while she was gagged and forced to listen without any protests.
Alex chuckled as their lips momentarily separated before joining together again, [Let's finish what we were doing last week before being so unceremoniously interrupted by your father.]
[What are you talking about?] Gwen asked as she felt Alex's hand on her thigh. She got the signal and raised it before wrapping her leg around him, following the motion with the other leg, wrapping them around him. The position gave her a distinct idea of how excited her slime man really was.
[Something that will at the very least make sure that you don't fall into a coma if we end up using the same berserk ability again.] Alex said as Gwen finally pulled back from their passionate kiss.
"You're bonding with my blood," She said.
"More than just that," Alex said, hooking his fingers to the waistband of her leggings and pulling them lower, "I'm going to be deeply weaving myself with both your blood and your marrow, which means your bones as well."
"That sounds so exciting," Gwen gasped while leaning forward, closer to Alex's lips as her lower body was left bare after he pulled her clothes lower and dissolved them into nothingness. Left in just her shirt, she felt the bulge in his pants all the more.
"We're going to need at least a few days," Alex said as Gwen's warm breath hit his face. Leaning forward, he tried to capture her lips, but she leaned back with a slight tilting of her head so that he ended up kissing the side of her lips.
"I don't think we have a few days, Alex," She said with a smile as Alex brought his face back, prompting her to lean forward just enough to tease him with her breath.
"I'll make do," Alex said, leaning forward again as Gwen smiled even more while leaning back from the kiss. "Stop teasing me," Alex growled throatily before squeezing her naked butt and spanking her. As the resulting squeal left Gwen's mouth, Alex had her upper lip captured as he tightened his arms around her once again.
[So impatient.] Gwen gasped out with arousal as she surrendered herself to the kiss, responding passionately. She heard the sound of sparks but was too engrossed in the kiss to pay too much attention. In the meantime, she felt Alex moving forward by the faint wind that traced her naked back, telling her that her top had also been removed.
When they finally separated, Gwen noticed a different ceiling than the one in her home. She recognized it to be the ceiling of their warehouse where Alex used to train her crazily every day until a while ago.
"You're overdressed," Gwen said between audible breaths as she felt Alex tracing his fingers along her body. Following her words, she leaned back a little while tightening her legs around his waist so that she could free her hands. Alex held her as she made quick work of his shirt and threw it off to the side. She then leaned forward and pressed her lips on his neck, wanting to give him a hickey.
Creating a bed behind Gwen, Alex was quick to drop her on it, making her yelp in surprise as she looked at him with wide eyes. Before she could say anything, a muffled groan reverberated through the empty warehouse, causing Gwen to turn to the source. And the source left her gasping.
Cindy had been suspended in uncomfortable restraints that had her arms pulled behind her back and her legs folded backward, forcing her to arch her torso. Both her arms and her feet were attached to the same winch, alongside her hair, keeping her completely taut and suspended up from the ground. The hog-tie position had her entire body stressed as she was forced to look at Alex and Gwen, who were about to enjoy their romantic time.
"You're going to turn me into an exhibitionist, Alex," Gwen said with arousal as she saw Cindy in her helpless state being forced to look at her naked form.
"Yeah?" Alex asked with an infuriating expression, "Want me to portal us to the stage of a sex club so that the audience can enjoy the view of you going crazy as I fuck you?"
Gwen got an annoyed expression on her face, "You're lucky that I'm feeling too horny right now," She said. "Any other time, I would've called things off and left."
Alex just smiled at her threat. At the moment, Gwen was completely naked and her eyes kept drifting to Cindy, seeing the expression of resistance and desperation on the restrained girl's face not only turned Alex on, but it worked the same way on Gwen.
"All right, I won't tease you anymore," Alex said, getting rid of his pants as well. Gwen wasn't even able to get a good look at Alex before he was on top of her, his girth pressing on her already wet entrance as he started lightly rubbing it on her entrance.
-x-X-x-
A few days passed by the time Alex deepened the bonding levels with Gwen while also giving Cindy the necessary punishment.
{ «Status- Host #1»
«Name: Gwen Stacy (Ghost Spider) (Earth-65)»
«Bonding Rate: 70%»
«Bonding Level: 5»
«Powers: Low Cosmic Physique— Spider Sense— Wall Crawling— Bio-Electricity— Camouflage— Blood Berserker»
}
Not only had he bonded with both Gwen's blood and her skeleton, but he had invested enough EP into the process that she was barely able to breach the Low Cosmic Physique threshold. At this point, he could efficiently use the Blood Berserker ability without putting Gwen out of commission for a week. The weakness period would still be there for a while — Unlike Laura, Gwen's innate healing was far weaker, causing the recovery process to be solely dependent on Alex, making it slower.
Nothing really changed for him other than allowing him to create a stronger physique than before. Sadly, he still couldn't breach the monster that was the Cosmic Physique threshold. The kind of physical attributes required for one to have a Cosmic Physique was truly insane and needed both time and accumulation.
"Did you need to go that hard on her?" Gwen asked while cuddling up against Alex and resting her head on his chest. She glanced over at Cindy, the black-haired woman's face was stained with tears and cum and her whole body had reddened marks that weren't fading away despite the accelerated regeneration she got from Alex's collar, "She couldn't have known that the son of a nigh immortal Chinese warlord would one day take up his father's mantle and come after her."
"You're right," Alex said, "but Cindy was the one who needed this."
"That sounds like something one would tell themselves to rid their guilty conscience," Gwen said. "You aren't that kind of person. You wouldn't even have any guilt on your conscience for something like this."
"First off," Alex said, "I'm not a person, I'm a slime. And second, Cindy truly did need this. It was she who had a guilty conscience and needed to rid herself of it. Because of her past actions, not only did we lose a very large amount of money, you went into a coma while trying to fix her fuck up. She had been down in the dumps ever since she realized that she was the reason behind the attack, having beaten herself up over causing so many problems."
Gwen went silent at his words, unsure of what could be said in response to Alex's words. "Whatever you say," She said.
"I know what I'm doing," Alex said, "I have no plans to make Cindy resent either of us." With the knowledge that he got from devouring Doctor Faustus, Alex could be conservatively considered an expert at the top of his field when it came to understanding people's emotions and mental models.
"I didn't ask you for an explanation," Gwen said, "As long as you know what you're doing. Speaking of… What are we going to do next?" She moved to the next topic. "How do we deal with this Ten Rings whatever guy?"
"I do have a plan in mind," Alex said. "Two actually. I know which one you are going to choose but I am still going to run both options by you."
"Lay it on me," Gwen nodded, "And stop playing with my piercing. My nipple is not a door knocker."
Alex smiled and stopped fiddling with Gwen's rectangular piercing that he'd modified to act as a better form of leverage during the previous session. "I'm surprised you didn't make a quip about me knocking on the door to your heart."
"Please," Gwen scoffed, "my humor is much more classy and funny. Not to mention it's all mostly PG-13."
"I'm pretty sure what we were doing just now is a little more than PG-13," Alex said while suppressing a laugh.
"I swear," Gwen said with gritted teeth, "if I wasn't so mentally exhausted that my entire body felt a sense of phantom soreness because of the past two days, I would've mounted you and milked you dry."
"I think we both know who will be doing the milking in the end," Alex said, turning his voice down into a suggestive whisper. "It's going to take a while however, natural production of milk starts somewhere in the middle of or after the second trimester of pregnancy. That means, at the very least, five months before I can turn the tables on you."
"Some apex biological slime you are," Gwen teased. "Can't even manipulate my hormones to that extent?" Her brow raised just as she finished her question. "You seem more familiar with human pregnancy cycles than you should be," She said with narrowed eyes.
"Yeah, I actually already have five children with three different women," Alex said, deadpanned. "I named them after myself — Alex Junior One through Five."
"I am not naming my kid Alex Junior," Gwen said sternly.
"Fine, we can name our grandkids Alex Junior," He said as if making a great compromise, "Also, I can easily make you produce milk without the pregnancy aspect, but I would rather not mess around with your body that much."
Gwen looked at him with a raised brow for a few seconds, "Getting back on track," She said, shaking her head, "What are the two plans you were about to tell me before we started talking about naming our entire family line after you."
"Hey, as long as we don't name the kid Mike, Michel, or the like, we're good," Alex said with a nervous tone.
"Why so?" Gwen asked with a raised brow.
"What's my name?" He asked her.
"Alex 'Apex'…" Gwen paused, "Do you have a super complex Klyntar last name that's very difficult to pronounce."
"I never told you my full name," Alex realized, "The identity that I assumed is that of a human. Which means both first and last names are also human. My full name is Alex 'Apex' Hunt."
"Hunt…" Gwen repeated thoughtfully before her eyes narrowed, "Mike Hunt." She stifled a laugh the moment the words escaped her mouth, understanding the wordplay behind it.
"Yeah," Alex nodded, "A kid named My Cunt. The horror."
Gwen burst out laughing before calming herself, "You couldn't have chosen a better last name than Hunt? You could've chosen anything in the world and you came up with Hunt? What's your Klyntar name?"
"Honey," Alex said, "my race talks in telepathy through the Hive Mind. We don't have or need the concept of names."
"Oh, I remember you telling me about that," Gwen nodded, "Okay now the two plans. Stop getting sidetracked!" She scolded him, going as far as to point her finger at him.
"As if you're not doing that," Alex mumbled only to receive a glare from Gwen that made him back down, "The first plan is simple yet complicated. We need the leader out of his lair and I, somehow, need to bypass the power of the immortality granting nigh-cosmic artifact before taking over him and going to his home base, stealing all of his knowledge and everything else."
"Sounds difficult despite your summary not telling me much," Gwen said, "What about the second plan?"
"This one's my preference and is much easier," Alex said, "We go after another version of this guy."
"That's it?" Gwen asked.
"Yeah," Alex nodded, "The other one has both his sister and father alive. I just need to get the way to access the mystical power that supports him. Once I have access to that place, I can move on this guy's turf as well."
"The other one's innocent isn't he?" Gwen said with a sigh.
"Yeah," Alex said, "I did say that I knew what your choice was going to be. And it's not the easy one, is it?"
"I don't want to ruin the life of an innocent guy, Alex," Gwen said, "I can happily agree and support you with the first plan, but the second one…" She didn't need to speak any further to let Alex understand her stance.
"As you wish," Alex said. "I was thinking of having you work together with Natasha if we went to that Earth but I guess we can do a crossover some other time."
"Can't we do that anyway though?" Gwen said. She was indeed curious about Alex's other hosts and didn't want to miss the opportunity to meet one of them.
"Some other time," Alex said. "With a goal in mind, it would be much less awkward than if you just went there for the sake of meeting one of them."
Gwen nodded, "Can you elaborate on your first plan now?" She asked, "What you told me about was pretty vague."
Alex nodded, "My dear Cindy," He said as he curled up the arm that Cindy was using as a pillow, "is going to be our bait," He put his palm on her breast and gave the mound a squeeze before his finger and thumb pinched her nipple. "Before that though, we need to probe the man behind the Ten Rings organization. The manpower and resources that they have, how desperate they are for Cindy, etcetera." As he spoke, he continued toying with Cindy's breasts, alternating between both mounds and giving them his equal attention.
"Poor girl's completely out," Gwen said as she saw Cindy not even reacting to Alex's squeezing and pinching, to which she usually reacted with very clear excitement.
"What do you think about getting Cindy's nipples pierced?" Alex said absently. "I'd be able to attach both your piercings together and put you both in fun and interesting predicament bondage positions."
"I think you should ask her that instead of me," Gwen said, "It's her body that's going to get an accessory that will give you permanent leverage over her."
"I already have permanent leverage over her," Alex said. "She has spent many full days in the office with my cock filling her."
"How did we move from talking about taking about terrorists to the ways you sexually abuse Cindy, despite her loving it?" Gwen asked.
"I get distracted easily."