Hostile Acquisition

The sting of Peter’s spider sense arose him from slumber. The web-slinger opened his eyes to the view of his three heroine lovers from the night before still sleeping. Jessica and Julia, the Spider-woman duo, were cuddled up together on one half of the bed. Peter found Natasha Romanov, The Black Widow, sleeping softly against his chest with her naked body pressed to his lean build.

The ping of his Spider-sense pointed to his mask that was ringing on the table next to his folded up costume. Peter had not called the girls at all between the warehouse showdown and now. No doubt the call was them.

Peter carefully and slowly muscled off Natasha, then without waking his bedmates, got off the bed by wall crawling around the room to the table and picking up his mask. He went into the nearby Bathroom and shut the doors quietly. It was Gwen calling him.

“Gwen, I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you or the girls where I’ve been. I—“

Gwen cut him off. “Relax Peter, we saw the news. You were off being a hero and fighting crime with your Amazing Spider-friends. We heard S.H.E.I.L.D evacuated you, Black Widow, and the Spider-women from the warehouse. Where are you?”

Peter sighed with relief at Gwen absolving him. “I’m in one of Black Widow’s safe houses in Brooklyn I think. Mister Negative hit me pretty hard.”

“Ahhh…and I bet your totally hot friends nursed you back to health real good.” Gwen said in a soft sexual tone. Peter’s face went red with embarrassment but Gwen just laughed. “Relax handsome, just don’t forget about us while you’re out there.”

Peter sighed “God I love you girls. Speaking of, where’s MJ and Felicia?”

“Helping some friends of ours, but the reason I’m calling you is cause I’m helping you get a better job than taking selfies of yourself for the bugle.” Gwen explained.

“Right.” Peter sighed again.

“So I’m in the position to get transferred to Horizon Labs and their bio division. They are in need of an intern for their tech labs. You and I can get in no problem. It’s a payed internship with benefits, and if they like you, they can send you back to school so you can get your doctorate.”

Peter was ecstatic at the potential at a stable job. “I’m sold. When can we get in?”

“I’m working on getting you an interview. If you could pull some recommendations for yourself, it will only benefit.” Gwen added.

“I know who I can talk to for those. I’ll get on that right away and I’ll see you at home?” Peter asked.

“Come home for dinner. We’ve got a surprise for you. Just use the front door.” Gwen warned him. This usually mean’t that they were having guests over. Wanting to not spoil the surprise, Peter did not pursue answers.

“Go get your recommendations and me and the girls will see you later. We love you, Peter.” Gwen hung up.

Peter removed his mask and looked in the mirror and saw the face of Black Widow behind him. Peter was surprised and turned around quickly. Natasha was still naked and her hair was a mess.

“How did you…never mind, super spy.” Peter breathed and relaxed.

“You’ll be Leaving soon?” The Russian Spy guessed.

“Yeah sorry, I’d love to stay. I got to head home later.”

“No need to apologize. You are free to leave whenever. Me and the girls will need to report to S.H.E.I.L.D and then I to the League. You are always welcome to my home, and our assistance is always available to you.” Natasha told Peter. The Russian super spy slowly got closer to her young lover and laid hands on him.

“You have time for a shower, yes?” Natasha’s voice tingled Peter’s spine.

“I won’t turn down a chance to get clean, but I don't think that’s your intent.” Peter smirked.

“You may be delayed for an hour…or more.”

Natasha reached down to stroke the returning erection of Peter along with pulling him into a breathtaking kiss. The two moved gracefully into the glass shower in the spy’s bathroom.

“Aaaaahh…Peter.”

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Manhattan bathed in the rising of the sun and so did New York’s resident web-swinger when he emerged from the Widows hideout. A rested and very refreshed Peter swung through the skyline of his favorite city. The people below waved and cheered as he swung overhead. Peter took it all in with pride.

After patrolling Manhattan for an hour, the web slinger rested in the skyline of Times Square with a purchased coffee. The morning was a rather peaceful in terms of crime and crisis. Peter enjoyed the break, watching the flashing of the billboards, his mask once more buzzed with a caller of unknown origin. Peter nonetheless answered with his personal charm and quipness.

“You’ve reached the legitimate and honest robot hotline, are you calling about your cars extended warranty?”

“Kara told me you were gonna say that, you might need to refresh your material.” The female voice said in a blank tone.

“And who is this humorless associate of Kara?”

“It’s Oracle. And I SO DO have a sense of humor web-head.” She shot back.

“Barbara? Kara gave you my number?”

“Yeah, didn’t Bruce or Richard give you mine after that Sin-eater manhunt?”

“Ummm….maybe?” Peter winced. Quietly admitting he never saved it at the time. Babs sighed in defeat.

“You and Greyson are so alike…anyway, I’m helping out with the Oscorp problem and I’ve got bad news and maybe some good news.” Oracle continued.

“I’ll take the bad news for 200.” Peter quipped.

“Since you and Kara have been busting up his raids of Oscorp buildings, It appears Luthor is switching to millionaire tactics and is attempting to buy Oscorp outright and acquire a majority share in the company.”

“I’m starting to regret not paying attention in economics class.” Peter sighed with another joke. “Can’t you just type a few buttons and stop him from doing that?”

“That’s not how that works web-head, but let me get to the sorta good news. It appears there’s someone who’s blocking Lex from getting full control of Oscorp.” Oracle explained.

“Great! Who?” Peter asked excited.

“Unknown, that’s why I’m hesitant to call this good news. Every attempt I’ve made to look into my mystery buyer, I’ve come up short, other than they’re a US citizen based in Europe. Whoever it is, they may not be an ally.”

“Well, anybody has got to be better than Luthor. Can you keep digging?” Peter asked.

“I know there’s gonna be a meeting with the board of directors tomorrow at JFK airport. Our mystery buyer might be coming home.”

“I can go there and check it out. Thanks Oracle. I’ll keep in touch.” Peter said gratefully.

“My channels always open, especially for you Peter.” Oracle replied in a very sexual tone which caught Peter off guard. The call was cut before he could say anything back.

‘This can’t possibly be my life now. What happened to the Parker luck I know and hate.’

Peter sighed and tabled his concerns for another time. His break was over and it was time to resume his patrol. Spider-Man descended to street level and started web-swinging once again.