The following day, Allen woke up in Natasha's tight embrace, who was smiling foolishly while sleeping on his chest. Allen smiled warmly and kissed her forehead.
"Now, how do I explain this to Gwen and Mary Jane..."
"Just tell the truth and accept your punishment, hahaha," a cute miniature Rebecca moved under the sheets near Allen's crotch and quickly climbed out to his side.
"Rebecca, what were you doing?"
"I was curious, and indeed, you're a veryyyyy..."
Wednesday appeared in her human form and lifted Rebecca before she finished her sentence. The girl looked expressionless at Allen while he was naked with Natasha.
"I..."
"Don't worry. I didn't expect anything less from a pervert who bought a hundred sex dolls."
"It's not like that!"
...
Allen spent the morning improving Wednesday's mood. It's odd because she always appears expressionless, but Allen has started to perceive her emotions within that blank expression.
He showered and then had breakfast, but an unexpected event occurred: Wednesday Addams herself dared to cook. Allen felt enchanted by her action, yet an odd pulsation bothered him.
Rebecca strangely signaled from the door for him to run away, but Allen felt it was better to stay to avoid any negative repercussions in the future.
Time passed, and Wednesday approached the table, leaving a steaming plate with a pleasant aroma, except for the spider legs and wings of something black moving within.
"What's this?" Allen asked in shock, seeing something moving inside the plate.
"You looked tired after all that effort. It's tarantula and bat stew..." Wednesday remained with a serene face as if it were the most common meal.
Allen turned rigidly toward Wednesday; the girl seemed cold and beautiful as she had let her hair down, which was rare. Allen underestimated her feelings. Thinking back, Wednesday had separated from Allen after an emotionally charged kiss, but arriving to see him lying naked with another woman, she might have felt hurt.
In the face of danger, there are several paths to take: freeze, flee, or the most challenging, fight. Allen knew what he had to do... and it was the price to pay for being a womanizer.
'Ugh... I deserve this...'
...
Allen ended up lying on the table for a few minutes, while Rebecca rolled with laughter next to him, and Wednesday sat on another chair reading a book. It was a hilarious situation, but Allen recovered with a blank stare.
"In fact, it wasn't bad..."
Allen was shocked by his own words; the food looked unappetizing, but the taste was fairly decent. If it weren't for his impulse to vomit a couple of times, it might have tasted even better.
Wednesday noticed Allen's dazed look and glanced at him lightly. "I never said it tasted bad... and knowing you have other women, it would be foolish for me to get upset over something like this."
Allen covered his face with a hand, realizing she had played a joke on him. In a way, being an open womanizer has its advantages; women know where they're getting into before they do, avoiding a lot of drama.
"However, it wasn't very nice to leave me stranded in the virtual world..." the usually expressionless girl continued.
"I'm sorry!" Allen bowed before Wednesday.
Rebecca hugged Allen from behind, showing him the phone's screen. "Hahaha... by the way, Rogue said she wanted to play with you again if it's not too much trouble. I told her there's no problem and added her to your friends' list."
Allen turned his neck to see Rebecca smiling; he didn't feel like scolding her, and Allen didn't mind the idea. After all, Ghost was a strange girl, and she gave Allen chills now and then, but she seemed like a good girl and player.
...
Allen and Natasha left the building, walking as Wednesday and Rebecca disappeared; they could be floating in invisible form or have returned to NYC, who knows.
As the building began to disappear, Shield agents approached Allen, saying they were at his service if he needed transportation. Allen sighed; this was half true—they were also keeping an eye on him. Allen declined and took Natasha in his arms before taking off, turning his innocence into wings.
Allen could have used other methods for traveling, but he was in the mood for this. He admits that the Superman method of flying with the girl in his arms is quite romantic, as long as he doesn't go too fast.
Natasha hugged Allen's neck before leaning in and sharing a kiss for a long time... Fortunately, Allen could put the wings on autopilot, or they might crash into a plane.
...
Several hours later, they arrived in NYC. Allen disguised himself in his less attractive version before landing in some alley, and Natasha also dressed more discreetly and wore sunglasses.
You might wonder how they changed in the air. Well, there wasn't a spicy scene; they simply used the inventory and cards with clothes.
[Host, should you think about your next trip to DC? At this rate, I feel like we're deviating from the original goal.]
'Sure, I'll do it when the apocalyptic beings leave me alone!'
On their way, he and Natasha met Allen's coffee vendor friend, who saw Natasha and then Allen with a mischievous smile.
"I knew you'd do it. I'm paying today!"
'Damn it,' Allen cursed himself for not anticipating this outcome. Natasha, on the other hand, simply laughed.
...
Allen entered his apartment to find MJ having breakfast. The girl jumped into his arms and wrapped herself around him like a koala upon seeing him. It hadn't been that long, but there had been many events, some dangerous. Allen let her cry while consoling her with pats on the back.
After that, he received a ten-minute scolding from her before she calmed down. Allen held her in his arms and kissed her for quite some time.
"This ha... doesn't exempt you from your sins..." Breathless and with a flushed face, Mary Jane tried to maintain a frown, although her body language and loose clothing portrayed another desire.
Allen was about to attack her right then and there, and MJ, sensing the danger, immediately pulled out her phone.
"Gwen is very upset, even more than me, and she won't forgive you easily..."
The redhead fled from the sofa, leaving Allen pensive. He can overcome events and apocalyptic beings like going to a store, but when it comes to women, he's screwed.
Gwen was different from Mary Jane or Natasha. Their relationship hadn't reached the point where they could resolve everything with kisses in bed. There was also Gwen's pride factor. Sure, they had kissed, but it was just a kiss. She never accepted being his girlfriend. Allen and Gwen knew each other's feelings, but some things needed to be put into words.
Allen had to put more effort into improving Gwen's mood. Since it was Sunday, it was a good day to invite her out, although a situation involving Felicia Hardy emerged.
Allen had promised to go out with her too. He didn't panic; this was the path of a womanizer, and he needed to enhance his skills in dealing with multiple women at once.
With that in mind, Allen called Gwen to go out in the morning for a walk and messaged Felicia to meet in the afternoon. Gwen agreed, and Felicia said it would be better in the evening because it's more fun.
[Very impressive skills, don't worry; there's little chance this will go wrong,]
The system's words gave Allen chills. After all, he's not known for his good luck.
"Everything will be fine..."
[A... you shouldn't have said that...]
...
Allen left his house wearing his round glasses but dressed well, with a shirt, a sweater, and a high-quality gray coat. He wasn't going to a date looking bad, despite wanting to be discreet in NY. It was fortunate that the system's store had plenty of available high-quality clothes.
Allen hoped there wouldn't be anyone around to summon a car from the system card. At least, he didn't intend to bring out a super sports car; he simply picked a random Tesla. He sighed as he sat inside the car; he could only pray that it wouldn't be an absurd or dangerous day.
...
Gwen left her house wearing tight blue jeans, a short beige blouse that revealed her midriff, and a black jacket.
Allen was used to seeing her in discreet clothing, so he rarely saw her real curves, although he was aware that Gwen, like MJ, had taken a lot of growth hormones when they were little girls.
Allen swallowed hard at the sight of Gwen's abdomen, and she blushed. Allen coughed and looked at her, with a light makeup that enhanced her beauty. Although he should have been accustomed to beautiful women by now, there's an extra and mesmerizing factor that makes a woman look even more beautiful when you have feelings for her.
This was the case with Gwen; Allen could place her on the same level as Artoria, even though the goddess's beauty was truly immense, literally divine.
Allen didn't expect to be nervous at this moment. Even if his life hadn't taken a turn with the system and sex dolls, he would still have been close to Gwen, and she might have been his girlfriend even before MJ or Natasha.
Allen got out of his car to open the door for Gwen. She laughed at this action because they already had the comfort of sleeping at each other's houses—it was too late to pretend to be embarrassed or formal.
However, she accepted the gesture and sat in the car.
"Where are we going?" She tilted her head, and her jacket slid off her shoulders, revealing her neck to Allen.
Knowing he was being teased by her, Allen didn't look away from this gesture, and Gwen felt embarrassed. Both could play this game all day long.
Allen drove while a fluffy and sweet feeling appeared between them. Gwen played with her hair in silence while sneakily glancing at Allen's hand.
Both were closer than friends, but not entirely a couple, so taking each other's hands was still a challenge.
They arrived at a movie theater, and Allen parked, but there was an awkward silence before they got out.
"Gwen..."
"Yes?..."
"Can we forget everything and just have a good time today?" Allen smiled at her.
Gwen's eyes widened, and she burst into laughter before hitting his thigh. "That's right, this isn't us!"
It's important to note that they were not just friends, they were very good friends. They enjoyed each other's company without the need to think about extra things. This was something MJ and Natasha couldn't compete with. Only Rebecca could, but there was no need for them to compete. Each woman and girl with Allen had their unique way of relating, and it was special in its way.
Both exchanged nods before entering to watch a movie together.
The vendor didn't want to give Gwen the toy as it was exclusive for girls, but Allen slightly intimidated him with discreet Haki to convince him.
They sat down to watch a DC movie "the Batman" with Robert Pattinson. Allen wondered what a meeting of all the different Batmans in the live-action would be like.
-"I am vengeance!"
Robert Pattinson did well as Batman. This was unexpected for Allen, as he carried the weight of being in the Twilight movies, which, like Leonardo DiCaprio, gave him a stigma of only being the pretty boy who made girls swoon in the acting world.
Allen felt Gwen's nervousness and turned to see her staring at the screen. He felt like a fool because this wasn't just a casual outing with Gwen, it was a date!
Allen went into romantic mode and instinctively wrapped his arm around Gwen without hesitation. She was surprised and let out a small shriek but didn't pull away from Allen's warm embrace. Instead, she leaned against his chest as they watched the movie.
"You know I like you... but I don't want to pressure you. I don't deserve it after being a womanizer..." Allen whispered as he caressed the blonde's head. She trembled and clutched her clothes tightly.
Allen smiled at this action; it told him that Gwen was trying hard to accept him as he was. He couldn't face enough apocalypses to compensate for the good fortune of having such incredible women by his side. The movie continued as they shared each other's warmth.
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