[Peter's first-person pov]
But this weird sensation. I released the web and checked my wrists. Something hard is...
Sprut!
"FUCKING HELL!!!"
Two claws busted out of my wrists, splattering blood everywhere in that dark snowstorm. It was so cold that I didn't feel any pain, but the throbbing sensation in my arms wasn't a pleasant one. I waddled under a lamppost and examined them. Blackish-blue... They have a scaley texture with blood dripping from them. I slashed it on the lamppost...
[Clink!] It's sharp! Really, fucking, sharp and it looks pretty durable too! It sliced through a post like a hot knife through butter. Holy shit! The post fell with a loud bang along with the electric wires. I dashed off toward my house, don't want to make May any more worried than necessary. I am already too late.
While running, I noticed that my speed was way faster and my eyesight was far keener. In the blink of an eye, I was able to jump 4-6 floors at once. And it feels effortless and even... liberating! Jumping from roof to roof... From walls to posts... In less than 30 minutes, I reached my house. Humm... My claws! I didn't even notice when they returned inside. It is 9 pm and the neighborhood seems so quiet...
I turned toward MJ's house. Her room's light is still on. I would have paid her a visit if not for this damn storm. Well, I took out the spare key and went inside the house. May was waiting in the living room with a cup of coffee in her hand, watching the news.
"Oh, Peter..." She exclaimed. "Where the hell have you been? It's so late and this storm and..." She stopped the moment she noticed my bruises and the frozen blood all over my clothes. She froze for a second before dropping the coffee. "Peter? Are you okay?? Are you hurt? Oh my God..." She cupped my cheek with a teary smile and yelled, "Why the hell were you outside, in this goddamn blizzard?!"
"I am alright. Not hurt or anything. I got a little bit... held up," I reply slowly.
"But..." She stammered.
I grabbed her arms, "I am sorry for worrying you, Aunt May... I wanted to call you, but my phone is dead. I'm so sorry."
May stared at me trying to see if I got into an accident, but there wasn't a single scratch on me.
"But... What's this red thing on you? And your clothes..." She asks, frowning at the stain on the arm of my torn uniform.
"No idea. I slipped around the corner. Might have got something from there," I answered feigning ignorance. "You know how clumsy I am." I shrug with an embarrassed chuckle, rubbing my neck.
"Still, Peter... Don't ever do that again. You get it young man?" She rubbed my arms, "Now go and get cleaned up. Take a warm bath or you will catch a cold."
The word cold gave me a shudder. It's as if all of a sudden all the cold hit me at once and all I wanted was a warm bath and a steaming cup of coffee. I nodded and went upstairs to clean myself, but, before that, I made sure I wrapped my blood-soaked uniform in a bag and locked it away in the closet. Then took a quick warm shower.
After that, I went to my room with a towel wrapped around my waist. I walked in front of the mirror and checked my body carefully. Well, aside from the newly grown muscles, there aren't any other changes. I can see clearly, and hear almost everything even a small fly's buzz. Suddenly, my stomach growled loudly. I am starving.
I quickly changed my clothes and went to the kitchen. May has already prepared our dinner for us. It wasn't anything fancy, but my taste buds were celebrating when I devoured noodles and meatballs. We watched the news while eating, which was filled with reports of snow storms causing various accidents, including a freight train accident... It went on and on...
"So how was the lab tour, Peter?" May asks suddenly.
"It was somewhat fun," I replied, keeping the details hidden. "What about you? How was your day?"
"Well, same old... Work and home, that's it. Although today was a half day because of the weather... Gosh, I thought it would be warmer by now..." She grumbled.
The rest of the dinner went on like that while we talked about a lot of random things like what MJ and the others were up to lately... After we finished our meals, we decided to go to bed early.
"Good night, May," I stretched my arms as I stood up, yawning.
She nodded with a smile. "How about a Goodnight kiss?" She chuckled, teasing me.
I walked over to her, leaning down slightly, I kissed her lips. So soft...
"Goodnight, May," I said again, and this time I kissed her again. She didn't pull away either. Instead, she pressed her lips and sucked mine a little bit, sending shivers down my spine. It was merely less than ten seconds, but her deep breathing sent a surge of sexual hunger throughout my body. I know where this is going and I don't mind it. It's more about, what are her thoughts...
"Goodnight, Peter. That was... Wow!" She said with a weird tone, and a slight blush crept on her cheeks. She looked at me for a couple of seconds, unsure of what to say next, "Well, that was good. Have sweet dreams!" She said before returning to the bedroom hurriedly.
God damn! I did it. I kissed her and it worked. A victorious grin appeared on my face. My lips are tingling and... I noticed a slight bulge in my jeans. The memories of that day flashed before my eyes when I saw her rubbing her pussy mumbling my name. That ass and boobs and her dripping pussy...
Shit! Let's take it slow, Peter. As the saying goes, slow and steady, wins the race... Well, this one is a different race and we should approach it carefully and properly. I am just a soul in Peter's body, so it's alright. I told myself.
It's fine, isn't it?
I went to my room after checking the locks and security around the house. I lay on my bed, checking my wrists. Hmm... Those two claws were fucking dangerous. I have to learn how to control them and this new power of mine. Reading a comic book and knowing the power of Spiderman is different from experiencing it. It was exciting but also kind of scary and... thrilling, if I am being completely honest.
First, learn to control my power, then make a suit, and last but not least, beat the shit out of those villains. One day soon, the city will have a new hero and who knows, if things go well, I might be able to join the Avengers. Then, I can get those cool high-tech suits. But, right now, I wonder if my organic web has any unique properties or not...
So, I did it. The sign that Spidey makes while shooting his webs, just like before. For a while, nothing happened, but then I noticed a tingling feeling around my wrists. Two thick, sticky strands popped out. Yes, just like that, and stuck to the ceiling fan! Nice. Organic web is very convenient. I don't have to worry about web shooters getting damaged. I could swing freely around the city using these webs... Now that's just awesome, isn't it? It has great tensile strength and is self-created.
Now, how about... Grabbing the web strands, I lifted myself easily above the bed, dangling upside down, hanging by my webs. Cool! Now let's try crawling on the wall... I pulled myself to the ceiling, sticking firmly without falling back down. Awesome! This is so easy and fast. I crawled around my room like a little kid discovering Christmas presents for the first time.
This is amazing!
I thought it would be hard, but I guess it's not that hard. I crawled upside down, then jumped back to my bed effortlessly. All it takes is practice and I will become a professional very soon. Anyway, I am so sleepy. I yawned loudly. Well, it's already midnight and tomorrow is Saturday... Time to sleep... I'll figure out the rest later...
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