Marvel: I'm a Symbiote

Earth-65.

“Due to the civil and political unrest caused by the actions of the terrorist organization known as the Mandarin, which also goes by the pseudonym Ten Rings, Martial law has been enacted in the state of New York. All citizens are encouraged to stay at home for the time being. Gatherings of more than ten people at a time are prohibited and will be subject to questioning by the military. Curfew hours are between 2200 and 0600. Anyone found outside during this time will be arrested on the spot and taken in for questioning …”

The announcement was currently being blasted all over the neighborhood via a van that was making rounds all around the district. The news outlets were reporting on the same martial law establishment in the state.

Meanwhile, one of the people affected worst by this law was sitting in front of the TV, glaring daggers at the news reporter who was talking about the same announcement as the van outside. Gwen Stacy was angrily attacking a tub of ice cream while wrapped up in a blanket.

“This is bullshit,” She grumbled angrily.

“Language, young lady,” George spoke up from the kitchen. He was preparing dinner.

“Sorry, Daddy,” she continued grumbling. “It’s just that it’s so frustrating.”

“I understand. But try to cheer yourself up. Your boyfriend should be here soon.”

He’s always here …

“I know,” Gwen said disinterestedly. “I’m still surprised that you’re allowing him to stay over for the night.”

“You’re already in college, Gwenny,” he said. “I have no intention of hindering your growth. Plus, he cares about you. I’m not very confident about his occupation — he’s clearly not completely honest about it — but I can read people well enough to know that his feelings for you are genuine.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.”

Knock knock.

“I’ll go,” Gwen got up from the couch if only to keep up the facade that Alex wasn’t always with her. Her expression quickly turned into a surprised one.

“Look who I ran into downstairs,” Alex said, gesturing to a redhead standing beside him.

“Hi, Gwen,” Mary Jane spoke up with a gleeful tone and leaned forward to hug her friend.

“MJ …” Gwen spoke, lightly patting the woman’s back. She gave Alex a dry look.

[You couldn’t have given me a heads-up?]

[Where’s the fun in that?]

“Can we come in?” Alex asked casually, making Gwen snort at him.

“Yeah, come in,” she shook her head and stepped to the side.

Once everyone settled down in the living room, Gwen brought some snacks and placed them on the coffee table. Meanwhile, George went into his own room after greeting Alex and Mary Jane.

“What brings you here, MJ?” Gwen asked, grabbing a biscuit. She then sat down on the armrest of the couch Alex had taken before leaning her arm on his shoulder.

“Can’t I meet my friend?” the redhead didn’t seem unnerved by Gwen’s display. “With no classes and no band practice, I was bored out of my mind and decided to come to see one of my best friends.”

“Fair enough,” Gwen nodded reluctantly. “But I was planning to have a movie night with Alex. The best that I can do is to have you join in.”

“Good enough,” she nodded. “Just keep your flirting to a minimum. Some of us here are still single.”

Just as Gwen picked up another biscuit, George came out of his room, dressed in a formal shirt, trousers, and a blazer. What made him stand out was the empty gun holster he was wearing alongside his belt.

“Dad, when do you have to leave?” Gwen asked. freёwebnoѵel.com

“Now that your boyfriend is here, you can’t wait to get your old man out of the house, is that it?” The man spoke up.

“Are you leaving for work, Mr. Stacy?” Mary Jane asked in surprise. “I thought you were … retired.”

“Yeah, well. Under the profuse convincing of my daughter and the commissioner’s offer, I’ve decided to return to the force,” The man gave Gwen a look, only to see her stick her tongue out at him. He shook his head before continuing. “I’ll be off. Don’t stay too late, Mary Jane. I won’t be here and it will be troublesome for you to return home.”

“Wait, you’re not coming back tonight?” Gwen asked with a raised brow, clearly unaware of the information.

“It’s going to be morning when I return,” he nodded as the front door opened.

“Well, Goodbye then. Be safe,” Gwen said, a little worried.

[He’ll be fine. No need to worry.] Alex comforted her. [I’ll make sure nothing happens to your father.]

Gwen lost her tenseness, further leaning on Alex as he squeezed her knee.

“So how far have you two gone?” Mary Jane didn’t particularly care about Officer Stacy’s return to the force. “Last time at the club you just upped and disappeared, Gwen. Leaving your man all alone with three young and attractive women.” There was a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“I was feeling unwell,” Gwen said, glancing down at Alex. “I asked Alex to call me a cab.” She was aware of the redhead’s machinations. Sadly, the truth was so far away that she could never have imagined it.

“I see how you slyly chose not to answer my first question,” Mary Jane raised a brow at how unfazed Alex and Gwen were about her suggestive tone.

“Stop playing around MJ,” Gwen said. “And Alex, babe. Could you make some popcorn for us? I’ll … talk to MJ for a bit.”

He gave her an amused look before getting up. Gwen slid down from the armrest and sat in Alex’s place.

“You’re crashing my date,” she said dryly.

“How was I supposed to know you would have him over today?” Mary Jane brought up her hands in her defense. “I just wanted to hang out.”

Gwen glared at her for a solid minute before finally speaking.

“You will leave halfway through the movie. Just make up some excuse.”

“Okay, harsh,” the redhead’s brow twitched. “But I get it. I am the one intruding here.”

“Thank you,” Gwen smiled politely.

[You should let her stay. It’s not like we are lacking in terms of … intimacy.]

[Don’t get started, Alex. I know you. Before MJ or I realize, you will have your slimy tentacles wrapped around both of us, pulling her into a threesome.]

[So you do expect me to make a move on her.]

[Can you not, Alex? Just let me send her home in an hour or two and I’ll do anything you want me to.]

[Trust me, it’ll be fun. Haven’t threesomes with Cindy always been fun? We can try to add some variety.]

[Alex …] Gwen was pretty much growling now.

[She’s already shown enough interest in me that she wouldn’t hesitate to make a move and try to steal me from you. Think of it as putting her in her place.]

[I am putting my foot down. If you dare to make a move on her, no sex for the next month.]

[Month? Really?] Alex didn’t believe Gwen’s threat for a second.

[Fine, a week — even I have limits. But trust me, you will have to force me if you want to do anything with me for the next week.]

[All right.] Alex knew to step down in front of a losing battle. [I won’t bring the tequila.]

“So what are we watching?” Mary Jane asked Gwen just as the momentary telepathic conversation concluded.

“I don’t know,” Gwen shrugged. “We can just put anything on.”

“Mind if I choose? I’ve been meaning to watch this teen drama.”

“Sure, you can focus on the movie and keep your eyes away from me and Alex. Still, you have to leave early.”

“Don’t get your pa panties all up in a twist … Now that I think about it. Are you even wearing any underwear?”

“How is that any of your business?” Gwen’s expression turned frosty.

“Relax. I’m just teasing you. I promise I won’t ruin your first time with your boyfriend.”

Gwen didn’t bother correcting Mary Jane’s misunderstanding. She knew that the redhead was in a teasing mood and would twist whatever she said upside down.

“Did we decide on a movie yet?” Alex came in with two large bowls in his hands, both filled with popcorn.

“MJ’s deciding,” Gwen got up from her spot and moved to the main couch, sitting beside Mary Jane. “Come,” She gestured to Alex.

He nodded, putting the bowls on the coffee table before dimming the lights. He asked, “What movie did you choose, Mary Jane?”

“It’s a relatively unpopular indie film that I’ve been meaning to watch for a while. But the critic reviews are very good — a psychological teen thriller with some elements of horror.”

“That’s not what you just told me,” Gwen instantly turned to glare at the redhead.

“It’ll be fine. You have your boyfriend to hold you when you get scared.”

“MJ—“ Mary Jane shushed Gwen and put her finger on the girl’s lips.

“Shh. It’s starting.”

The cold opening of the movie was relatively tame for what Mary Jane had described. Just as the opening credits appeared, she spoke up.

“Let me get something to drink,” she said and quickly got up before Gwen could protest.

“She’s up to something,” Gwen mumbled.

“Worst case scenario, we have a threesome. I see it as an absolute win.” Alex said, prompting Gwen to jab him at the side.

She then crossed her arms and sulked.

“Is my spider girl mad?” Alex asked as if coaxing a child.

Gwen growled at him.

“Look what I found, guys,” Mary Jane came into the room with two bottles of tequila in her hands. “These were already on the kitchen counter. Did you prepare them beforehand, Gwen?”

[I hate you …] Gwen’s anger seemed to dissolve into helpless acceptance.

“I thought that I would be able to have some fun with my boyfriend without a third wheel crashing the party,” Gwen grumbled.

“Well, don’t worry, tigress. MJ’s presence can only make the party better.”

“Please don’t refer to yourself in the third person. It’s weird,” Gwen sighed in defeat.

“Don’t be so stuck up, Gwen. What will your boyfriend think?” Mary Jane asked. She quickly made a few rounds into the kitchen and brought everything to the coffee table in front of them. “Everything’s ready. Alex. How about you do the honors of pouring us two ladies our drinks?” She said teasingly.

“It would be my pleasure,” Alex played along, perfectly aware of Mary Jane’s scheme. As he poured equal amounts of tequila into three glasses, the redhead sat at his other side instead of taking her original position beside Gwen.

[I’d apologize, Gwen. But she’s practically throwing herself at me. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure she realizes her position under you.]

It was at this point Gwen realized. Alex was getting a threesome tonight.