Spider-Man. The House Of Venom

Arc Fifteen. Chapter Four Hundred Forty-Four. Power Outage



Peter looked at Jean and frowned, “After ignoring me for months you want to have sex on the moon?”

Jean sighed and nodded, “Peter, I uh-” 

Peter raised a hand, “Jean, no. I've been worried sick about you. I get that it's weird with so many, I get that I can be selfish and want more, but this. It's been months and nothing. Not a call, just a small ‘I’m fine’ and that's it. Nothing else. So no.” He turned and the harness powered up. The small thrusters pushed him back towards the door.

“Because I'm not her. And I’m afraid you won't like the me I am now,” she yelled.

Peter was almost at the airlock door when he stopped, “and you didn’t give me a chance to find out or not. I get it, being afraid, I always was. Of Flash, of losing my aunt, of losing everything. I know what that fear is like Jean, but-” but his lips were sealed by hers, and she swam in her powers towards him.

“I love you,” she held onto him and wept. “I love you so much it hurts. Helios feels it, not her affecting me but me making her love you too. I've always loved you, Peter, and always wanted to be with you, no matter what the professor did to my mind. No matter what anyone says I love you and I'm afraid.”

Peter raised an eyebrow, “Afraid of losing me so you avoid me for months?”

“I uh, I've been watching you. My powers are strong enough that I can tune into a mind even up here. I watched you fight the Sentinels, I watched you eat with your family, and tease Yelena. I even helped Emma stop Red, I was always with you Peter.”

“Jean Gray, Voyeur. Who knew you were so kinky?”

She leant in, sniggering. "You shouldn't be so damn sexy then," she whispered in his ear. She swallowed down her emotions and calmed herself. She could feel he was hurt, but not really mad at her.

And she was right. Peter didn't mind. With his powers, he had to actively tune things out or he got a lot more than anyone realised. He interrupted MJ and Wanda after hearing them discuss asking to join. After Cindy was unbonded he tuned out her enjoying herself. It came to a head, and he added in soundproofing to his home after one fateful day. If he was honest, he had no issue with what went on in the warehouse. Everyone was an adult, and everyone was entitled to alone time. He was sure they all heard what he and the others got up to, if Cindy's not-so-quiet moans were anything to go by.

Until that day.

Peter had returned home after forgetting his sketchbook. May and Curt had asked, as the warehouse would be empty, if they could use the pool. Thinking nothing of it Peter said yes. He snuck in, and as he crept towards the door, he heard his mom ask Curt if he wanted to christen the pool, which they did. Loudly. Peter hurriedly grabbed his jacket and left. He was fine with Aunt May being happy. He was fine she was comfortable enough to be that daring. He just did not want to think of his Aunt in that capacity at all. The noises that followed would haunt his nightmares until the end of time.

It was one reason they had decided to move everything into the second warehouse. Each of the new homes had extra sound baffling insulation added. If he strained he could hear the person inside, but they were fine for regular Enhanced.

Looking over at the nervous and hesitant Jean he sighed, “So? What do we do now? I mean, nervous Jean is kinda the same as regular Jean. You don't seem all that different to me.”

Jean nodded, “All the professor's stitching is gone, there are no limits to my powers or my personality, and uh, yeah. I.” Her shoulders slumped, “Gah stop making this so hard. I mean, I wanted to have a nice date and then sex and instead, we’re having a huge discussion about feelings. Could you not just,” Jean made a circle with one hand and slid her finger in and out of it with the other,

“Yeah, sorry. You get responsible ‘not going to do that’ Peter. Emma met him too, and Shuri. Jean, This is a big thing, that's ten, not just for fun but ten actual people who live and love and share a life. Ten who one day will walk down a big ass aisle in Wakanda and then fight a big legal battle back home cause screw us. This isn't a joke, and it's not a fling.”

Jean yelled, “I don't want a fling. I wanted a romantic walk on the fucking moon and then to have that dick pound me till I scream.” 

At her admission, even Peter’s eyes widened in surprise. 

Jean let out a heavy breath. “I wanted a fucking date. I have a small dome about a mile from here with a blanket and a small picnic. I have oils and Gwen's creams. I have a bottle of nice wine and chilled juice. I had everything planned. I want you, I want your pants off, and I want what you fucking promised me.” Jean said forcefully as she prodded Peter in the chest, “So stop fucking it up!”

Peter had been staring at Jean the entire time. As her emotions fluctuated, so the the birght arua around her. When her emotions flared, so did it, and its normally fire-red colour was starting to tinge with a blackness.

“Jean, uh, please calm down,” Peter said, floating away from her. “We can talk about this.”

Jean scowled and jabbed him with a finger. “I don't want to talk. Why, Why not me? Why everyone else but not me!” As she got angrier, her aura became darker.

“Why not you? You’re making a big deal out of it. And the goth Jean? Sexy but trying not to piss my pants here.” he joked as Jean's hair, normally a bright red colour, was starting to turn black as well. It was all fun and games, but while Jean seemed to be uncaring, he was painfully aware they were on the moon's surface. He really didn't want to find out if his armour would protect him or not if she suddenly abandoned him.

“It's not a big deal? The fine, give me what I want, right here, right now. No backing off. Fuck me, Pete. Show me you’re mine.” Jean grabbed him and they floated up from the surface. Helios spread over her, tinged darker, almost as black before vanishing completely. Peter had seen her naked before, but bathed in moonlight, surrounded by stars, she was stunning.

She touched him, and he felt his own clothing ripple and vanish as she pressed her powers against his.

As his trousers disappeared her hand went down and traced a finger down his length. “Mine,” her hand circled his cock and she gently stroked him, ”all mine.”

With no gravity, she spun and was upside down. As the view of her shaven and wet slit neared his face, she floated closer. With one hand to anchor herself, her lips kissed up his length. As they reached back to his crown, he felt the warmth envelop him as she took him in its entirety into her mouth.

Peter was torn. The sensations coming from his groin were amazing. Jean might not have the experience, but she made up for it with enthusiasm. It was only spoiled by the naked terror of being sucked off whilst floating in space.

I love you, Pete. Ever since I saw you, it's always been you. Peter felt a blast of emotion, a turmoil of love, anguish, longing, and fear all rolled into one, tinged by anger. Now fucking tongue me!

Peter had to laugh at Jean's forcefulness and he felt her throat vibrate as he obliged. His tongue found her clit first and then made its way up and down her slit. He gripped her behind with one hand, while the other rubbed her clit. His tongue lengthed and stroked her insides, making her moan again. She replied to his actions by gripping him closer and bobbing her head, taking him to the back of her throat. She slid him out slowly before taking him back in deep.

Pete. Please, yes, please inside, before I.

She pushed back and they floated apart before she righted herself to face him.

I want you, please, just.

He floated forward and pulled her into his arms, and while kissing her guided himself inside.

FUCK!!! She screamed into the vacuum and her aura flared. A deep red, edged with the blackness, that even blotted out the stars before she shook once more. Even her hair burst into crimson red and the whole sky was filled with a giant firebird.

She held him, whispering, “I love you,” over and over, feeling his warmth inside her finally. To match her, he let himself tip over, and a hot stream of cum filled her. The giant Phoenix spread its wings in the void of space and she echoed its cry. With each spurt her aura flared, growing brighter and brighter. As she relaxed, she gently kissed his neck and just held onto him their mutual orgasms faded.

Kissing him, she wrapped her legs around him and began to gently move her hips. Her hands sat on his shoulders as she leaned back, riding him. As she rocked, Peter dipped his head and began to nibble and lick at her nipples.

With one hand on the small of her back, the other was free to squeeze and play with the other breasts. His thumb brushed over one while his tongue worked on the other. While gentle at first, Jean's movements became erratic. She was writhing in pleasure, more impaling herself onto him than grinding. Moving his hands down to her hips he reciprocated, matching her movements. As she slid down he pushed forward, thrust as far into her as he could.

She was gone, her eyes fluttered as once more she came and filled her again they were spared the light show. With one final push, he felt the back of her insides. The tip of his cock could go no further and she locked her legs around him. Please, right inside, please.

It was impossible, with her legs locked around his waist for him to do anything else and he obliged. Grabbing her ass he let his orgasm match hers. His cum flowed as it spurted into her and filled her.

Helios squealed in pleasure as he filled her as well, and she drank him in. More, more, she shouted, we wish to know him.

As Helios drank him in, Peter felt his mind connect to Jeans and with permission, he shared himself with her.

Jean held onto him, letting not just the orgasm but the knowledge flow. She closed her eyes and let every part of him in. She would have no secrets from Peter and knew he felt the same.

Hmph, never even gave me a second glance, she huffed in his mind, as she found his memories of her. The tall redhead with the massive boobs dating that asshole jock was Peter's opinion of her. She just laughed as he felt guilty. Not all love is requited, and you had enough problems dealing with Flash. He would have hated you more for having a hot girlfriend.

But Peter felt her as well, the bond went both ways. She felt her grief at her parents, her isolation as she was told she was dangerous, and to Peter, she was the same as him. Isolated, fearful of everything. The reasons were different but the outcome was the same. He felt her attraction to him. The sympathy at Flash’s relentless torment, and the failed attempt to use her powers. And her turmoil at the guilt that followed. 

Scott wasn’t her first love, he was, and she never forgot him. She shared every part of her relationship with Scott, not to make Peter jealous, but to let him understand. She did love Scott, but it was nothing compared to what she felt for Peter, even the more embarrassing parts.

Uh, the first time you masturbated you thought of me?

I always loved you Peter, and yes, Scott was well-built but had a subtle arrogance. You were kind and gentle. I was jealous of Gwen, and Felicia. I tried, but I never got the courage up.

They had just always missed their chance. If Peter had asked, she would have said yes, but Flash made him afraid of everyone. If she had approached, she would have found new friends, but the professor made her wary. The professor had sealed it away. He feared she would lose control with someone who couldn't understand her true power.

Fear had almost driven two people apart. But they had overcome it and connected. Bathing in each other's love they no longer felt afraid. Peter moved and Jean gasped as he slid free from her, but he brought her close and kissed her.

“I love you, and I am sorry. We could have been so much more.” Before he could reply, she wrapped her arms around him and held onto him, “But we will, we will.” They held each other, before kissing and separating. Jean held out her hand and they turned to see the Earth beneath them.

Floating in space, they had drifted from the moon but the Earth was a huge green and blue marble in their presence. It was breathtakingly beautiful and something Peter had never imagined he would see. Spoiled only by a slight blinking, a dot flashed as it passed through the light of the Earth.

“Uh, you think any satellites can see us?” Peter motioned to them, still naked and floating, “I mean, we did just kinda explode the night sky over uh?” and as Peter peered at the globe he saw the shape of Africa below them, “Oh, yeah. That might be an issue.”

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