Spider-Man: Instincts | By : credfield75 Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Spiderman Views: 40929 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Spider-Man (comics, animations, movies, etc) or any of his supporting cast. Disney/Marvel do. I do not make any money from this story. |
AN: A thank you goes out to Ratdogtwo for boosting my ego, glad to see your still enjoying my story. A very special thank you to Kenju for your review. My story will continue (I've plotted at least 2 more chapters to this story. With all the players on the table now the end is near.
Chapter 9: Returns and Reckonings
It was exactly 1:53 in the morning but Ben Reilly was far from tired. He had honestly tried to go to sleep, but the weight of everything he had recently learned was keeping him up. His head was resting on his hands and his arms were up and as he tried to remember simple little things he did his best to remain still so as not to awaken his bed mate. Felicia Hardy was currently in a deep sleep rest on him. Ben was enjoying the felling of the soft material covering her breast resting on him. Her right leg was draped over Ben’s. He stroked a lock of hair blocking her face as Felicia's head lay on his chest. Ben had tried clearing his mind so that he might fall asleep but despite his best efforts he couldn’t. After all, it isn’t every day you learn that not only was he supposedly dead, but that his mind had been tampered with so that he was the perfect life mate to a deranged super villainess.
After reassuring him that she was ok Ben and Felicia had traveled to the lab that the Queen had bestowed upon him before she left for her trip. Ben and Felicia began digging through various computer files to try and figure out why Ben was alive and why he had no memory save for the past few weeks. Discovering that the labs computers were all networked together (as no one but Osborn was supposed to know about the labs), the duo soon found Osborn’s video records detailing his plot since his “death” at the hands of Spider-Man. Ben and Felicia found it fascinating that the video reflected that Norman no longer knew who Spider-Man was. Whatever had been done to make everyone forget that Peter Parker was Spider-Man had removed all traces, save Peter's clones, from existence.
Felicia however now remember Peter revealing his identity to the world on national TV during the Superhero Civil War but could not find even a hint of that knowledge, knowledge she knew Norman once possessed, here. The duo did find videos that showed Ben’s face implying that whatever had been done had no effect on Reilly himself. She expressed her fear to Ben that if these records ever got into Norman’s hands again, they would most likely remind Norman to Peter’s identity, as Ben himself had reminded her. Ben immediately began deleting all traces of himself from the computer network and when he had all the information that he needed, proceeded to erase all of Norman’s files all together.
Grabbing all of the data they needed Felicia and Ben proceeded to activate the self-destruct and watched from a safe distance as the secret facility exploded, leveling the warehouse that had once hid the secret facility.
~*~
An hour later the pair had all of the answers to the questions that they initially needed. During one of his rants to the camera, Norman revealed that the body that degenerated in Peter’s arms was not his real body, but a quickly produced clone body and only implanted it with Ben’s most recent memories. Ben’s real body had been taken to another of Norman’s labs and placed in cryostasis for some later purpose. Felicia found a record in the computer log that the site was offline. A quick Google search brought up a Daily Bugle article reporting the site had mysteriously been demolished earlier in the week.
The logs also showed that prior to his release from stasis, that Ben’s memories had been blocked and that he was made more susceptible to suggestion for the person who released him. After hearing that Ben felt his stomach turn as he thought about the feeling that he supposedly had for her. How he had actually grown to love her…
Ben was on the verge of trashing the entire room but found himself enveloped in Felicia’s arms. Felicia neither said nor did anything. She just held the emotionally distraught man against her. When he finally calmed down Ben said he needed a shower. After reassuring her that he was ok, Felicia released him and watched as Ben discarded his clothes and entered the bathroom. Felicia heard the water running through the slightly open door, followed by the sound of the spray bouncing off Ben's skin. Inspiration striking, Felicia decided that she was going to make some changes to their surroundings.
When Ben was done with his long hot shower he exited the steamy bathroom clad only in a towel. Upon exiting the bathroom the clone of Peter Parker found that almost everything that had once belonged to Soria was nowhere to be found. The room looked very bare and the original bedding was gone. In its place he found saw black satin sheets and a new white bed spread.
“Surprise.” Felicia said in a low and sultry tone as she came out of the shadows of his office. Ben watched as Felicia entered the light clad in black, almost transparent lingerie.
“Wha... how…” Ben managed to get out as his brains higher functions seemed to shut down.
Felicia entered his personal space and when their bodies touched she gave him a quick kiss on his lips and said, “Sweetie, I’m a reformed cat burglar. You were in the shower long enough for me to replace everything, and I mean everything, in the entire room, redecorate, go on a shopping spree, and be back before you ever even knew I was gone.”
“I see you did some shopping.” Ben stated as he pointed to two bags on the chair just around the corner from the master bathroom.
Smirking, Felicia says, “That’s for tomorrow. I think it’s time we went to bed.”
Felicia turned on the balls of her feet, slunk over to the bed, discarded the coat to her outfit, Ben watched as she slid under the black satin sheets she had acquired. Ben walked over to his dresser and removed the towel that was covering his waist. Felicia verbally pouted when she could only see Ben’s backside while he pulled on a pair of boxers. Ben made his way to his bed and climbed in with the white haired woman. The former cat burglar slipped into Ben’s embrace and like a cat, made herself comfortable. She kissed his strong chest and breathed in his scent. Despite being a clone of Peter Felicia noted that Ben had a different smell about him. She quickly decided that she liked that he was unique and special.
Felicia had not had a steady relationship in a very long time; her last physical relationship was actually with Ben’s brother. Felicia tried to put it out of her mind, as he had refused to take off his mask so she could not see his secret identity. Now that she had her memories back, she was very hurt that she had shared everything with him, and he would not with her. The irony now is that she knew everything again and could make his life very difficult if she so wished, but now that she was in Ben’s warm and inviting arms, she found she didn’t really care.
“Felicia?” Ben said.
“Hmm.” Felicia barely responded as she found she was quickly drifting off in Ben’s arms.
“Did we ever…”
Felicia kissed Ben’s chest again and in almost a whispered tone said, “No.” She yawned, not even raising her head but added, “not that I didn’t want to. Not that we wouldn’t have… given tiiiiime.” She said yawning the last part.
Ben kissed the top of her head and managed to fall asleep, at least for a little while.
He didn’t want to take advantage of the situation; especially since he was sure one improper touch and she might “injure” him accidentally. His heart was racing as her satin and lace covered breasts mashed against his chest. He tried to ignore the feeling of her smooth legs, as they lay intertwined with his own. He could literally feel the heat coming from her core, but despite all of this, he was determined to be a gentleman. That is how his aunt raised him…
“Aunt May.” Ben said aloud.
Ben had to fight back the urge to shoot out of bed. Instead he just focused on that one name. Then as he closed his eyes the image of May Reilly- Parker came to his mind. He remembered her. And as he focused he could remember Benjamin Parker, the man that taught Peter, and through Peter him, that with great power came great responsibility. Other names began popping into his head. As he focused on them some of the names helped remind him of some very good times, others brought only pain and misery.
It was 3:02AM when Felicia was roused out of her deep sleep as she found herself pulled up and onto Ben’s body. Her mind tried to quickly assess what was happening but the haze of being awoken so quickly didn’t help. When her eyes focused on Ben he was grinning from ear to ear.
“Wha…” She managed to utter before her lips were claimed in a deep and passionate kiss.
“We first met in prison. You thought I was Peter, and who wouldn’t before my dye job.” Ben stated.
Before Felicia could comment Ben added, “After I became Spider-Man you were the biggest flirt, but were turned off because I thought you were the guilty party at first in the murder of Andrea Havershaw. When I cleared your name… you kissed me. Not because I looked similar to Peter, but because you believed that I had earned the roll of Spider-Man.”
“You remember.” Felicia said, first in shock, then as a smile appeared on her face she repeated with joy, “you remember!”
“I remember everything… but most importantly, I remember you.” Ben leaned forward and kissed Felicia.
When their kiss broke the two looked at one another. “Ben…” Felicia said but the man bellow her pressed his right index fingers to her lips.
“I want you, I want you more than I’ve wanted anyone in my life… but I don’t want you to think I expect anything right now. We’re excited… very excited…” Ben remarked. Felicia smirked and ground her pelvis against Ben’s to emphasize that point.
“Be nice.” Ben stated as he warped his arms around the former cat burglar.
“I want you too…” Felicia informed Ben, “Just give me a little more time.” She replied.
With those words Ben kissed Felicia one more time. The white haired woman proceeded to re-entwine herself in Ben’s loving embrace.
“Take all the time you need.” Ben replied. With a large smile on her face Felicia quickly feel back asleep while Ben finally managed to drift off himself.
~*~
Queens, New York
Peter Parker was currently sitting in the shadows on the roof of a home with a perfect view of Julia’s home. If anyone or anything tried to harm Rachel he would know and be able to pounce instantly. He was surprised when he saw a car pull into the drive and out climbed two people that made his heart stop.
Julia Carpenter and Jessica Drew.
“Please god, if you’re listening, kill me now.” Peter uttered as his head hit the shingles on the roof he was perched on.
Under the mask Peter watched as Julia turned to the spot she knew he was at and motioned for him to come down. Having received no response from the man upstairs Peter reluctantly leapt from the roof, flipped in mid air and made his way with great haste to his execution. Walking into the house, Peter removed his mask as he saw Jessica drawing the curtains.
“No witnesses huh.” Peter muttered just above a whisper.
“Please sit down Peter.” Julia said. Her voice was at a normal tone, Peter couldn’t help but wonder for how long.
Peter sat in the middle of the couch and watched as Julia and Jessica sat in lounge chairs that were on either side of him. The room was very quiet for what seemed like an eternity before Jessica finally spoke up.
“I’m pregnant.” She informed everyone present.
Peter felt his heart stop, and then when it began to beat again stopped again when Julia stated, “I’m pregnant too.”
Peter managed to stay upright, not pass out, not roll his eyes, not let his head fly back, literally he did nothing that would further complicate the situation.
“How much trouble am I in.” Peter finally managed to state.
“Truthfully, none.” Julia informed Peter.
“Come again?” Peter replied.
“Our… and I do mean all of us,” Jessica started, “mating instincts are wonky.”
“Wonky?” Peter retorted.
“We just learned from Madame Web, who has apparently known all along, that this is the Year of the Spider.” Julia informed Peter.
“All spiders, and by that I mean people that have some how or way been given spider like powers, are basically in heat. We feel the need to mate, particularly with other spiders.”
Jessica then gave Peter the news about what has been going on with the non-spider powered women, how the Black Tarantula has become a serial rapist during this time and that Anya has been escorted to a safe house outside of the state, for her safety.
Peter let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding upon hearing this. He felt horrible for Martha and glad for Anya. Yet at the same time some things were starting to make a bit of sense. “She said, all spiders right?”
The two Spider-Women proceeded to nod their heads in agreement.
“Kaine… Charlotte Witter’s with Kaine.” Peter informed the group.
“What are you talking about?” Jessica practically yelled. She couldn’t believe Peter was getting sidetracked while this giant bombshell had just been dropped.
“The night we ran into each other…” Peter reminded Jessica, “I told you Charlotte had been abducted from her hospital room.”
“The night we…”
“Yes, that night.” Peter cut Jessica off. The situation was awkward enough, he didn’t want the two women getting into any kind of scuffle over the matter.
“What about it?” Julia asked picking up on the oh so subtle innuendo.
“I didn’t tell you because at the time I was too embarrassed to mention it but the reason I went to her hospital room was because I had had a sexual dream about her. In the dream I abducted her, and had sex with her. To say that when I woke up in a sweat I was very grateful that it had been a dream. Now, now I know that it wasn’t a dream, but a connection I had with my brother.”
“Brother?” Julia and Jessica replied.
Peter then gave the two a condensed version of how he was cloned, how two of the clones created identities for themselves, how one died fighting Norman Osborn and the second is still running around out there.
“He calls himself Kaine.” Peter informed the pair.
“Is it hard to tell you to apart?” Jessica inquired. She realized that he was “supposedly” an exact duplicate but with the whole degeneration thing going on she wanted to make sure she could tell them apart if need be.
“The last time I saw him he was six feet, four inches tall, had long unkempt hair and scars running down his face. Nope, not hard to tell us apart at all.”
Jessica then said, “So you think Kaine abducted Charlotte, mated with her like you did us…”
“I wouldn’t say like what we did.” Peter said in his own defense.
“So is this connection you two have a two way street?” Julia wondered aloud.
“I think that we have to be in close proximity. I haven’t seen inside his mind since that one time, and I've moved since that incident.”
“So… what do we do about our situation?” Julia asked trying to get the conversation back on the track she and Jessica needed it to be on.
“Ladies, I don’t know what your opinion is of me right now but I want to clear the air before you say anything. Julia, I was with Jessica first. When we mated something felt right. I hadn’t felt as close to anyone as I did her.”
“Jessica, I didn’t mean to ignore you since we were together. Being on two Avengers teams, holding down a full time job and all the craziness that is now coming to light… Julia and I became intimate after I saved her and Anya from the Kravinoffs. We spent a lot of time together recently. I care a great deal about her, but at the same time my heart was torn as I felt equally as passionate about you. Somewhere in my mind I knew something was wrong, yet being with the two of you felt so right. I’m sorry that you both are in this predicament. I’ll be there for the both of you, if you’ll let me, if you don’t want me in our children’s lives, I’ll understand and be there financially for the both of you.” Peter stopped and took a breath. “I don’t have to hear your answer now, but I do want to take care of this Black Tarantula business before he harms another spider woman.”
“Agreed.” Jessica stated.
“OK.” Julia replied as well.
~*~
Ben Reilly had been sleeping very soundly until his spider-sense went off. Pushing Felicia off the bed, he barely heard her shriek of surprise before being smashed into the ceiling by his mattress. The mattress dropped back on to the box spring followed by Ben. Looking up Ben saw a quite furious Adriana Soria glaring at him.
“Miss me did you my mate?” The Queen asked in a venomous tone.
“You have no idea love.” Ben replied springing forward. The Queen had not expected a physical response so she reflexively ducked instead of shielding herself with her telekinesis. Ben bounced off wall, leapt from the ceiling and fond himself before the Queen. Soria was about to say something but Ben simply stepped to the side. Adriana found herself knocked to the ground by the bare foot belonging to Felicia Hardy.
“Just because he doesn’t like to hit women doesn’t mean I don’t.” Felicia informed the Queen. She knew from Ben that the Queen was a telekinetic and had the ability to control people with insect DNA in their system, people like Ben. As Ben quickly donned his costume the group was interrupted by another unexpected arrival crashing through the roof.
When the dust settled, the near seven-foot tall hulking form of the Black Tarantula stood before the trio.
“I’ve come for my Queen.” The Black Tarantula informed the group. Felicia quickly moved away from Soria as she had no desire to be in her shoes. Felicia grabbed her things and made her way to the balcony where she proceeded to get ready for work.
“Who are you and what makes you presume that I am yours.” Adriana asked the large figure.
“I am Carlos LaMuerto, the Black Tarantula. My power is over 700 years old, and you Adriana Soria will be mine!”
~*~
AN: Felicia's bedtime wardrobe can be viewed here:
http://www.lingerie.com/sequin-babydoll-with-matching-thong-plus-size--dreamgirl7142x.html
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