Chapter 52 - I am Spider Tobey

After that day, Natasha called Barton, told him everything that had happened, and invited him and his family to the wedding in a month.

Five days later, while I was on patrol, I was attacked by arrows. After telling the girls to leave it to me, I fought the famous Hawkeye. After a long fight that I intentionally dragged out, I defeated him. After that, he threatened me, saying that if I hurt Natasha, he would kick my ass, and so on...

Then, he made Natasha undergo a full drug and psychological exam, fearing she was being controlled. Fortunately, I used the system to temporarily remove her spider powers when she had her blood drawn, so nothing abnormal was found. I had to remove her powers simply to prevent them from being discovered.

In the future, when we join the Avengers, we plan to reveal that we have superpowers.

After seeing that Natasha was completely normal, he left, confused about how a strong woman like Natasha had joined a harem.

One month after the events of Iron Man 1, we had a big wedding.

All the girls are going to marry me again. Every time I marry someone, I will remarry all of them together again.

The wedding didn’t have many guests. We invited some clients we got along with, Natasha’s acquaintances from S.H.I.E.L.D., and Tony, Pepper, and Happy. In total, we had only 30 guests. But it was a simple and very happy wedding.

At the end, it was time for the wedding night, but Natasha was in for a surprise.

… 

Natasha P.O.V

After sending off all the guests, the girls, Pete, and I went up to our room. Before, it was only theirs—after all, I couldn’t stay while they had sex—but now, I can.

However, when we arrived, the steamy scene I expected didn’t happen. Instead, everyone turned to look at me.

Then Pete smiled and said, “Nat, it’s time for you to see our universe.”

I was surprised but confused. “I’m excited about that, but shouldn’t we be doing something else right now?” I asked, raising an eyebrow and pointing at the bed.

“No, I don’t want to have sex with you using my secondary body,” he said, leaving me even more confused.

“Didn’t you say you control your primary and secondary body at the same time? That it’s not a clone but actually you in two places at once? And don’t you always have sex with the girls here?” I said, first confused, then a bit angry. I had lost count of the nights I couldn’t sleep properly, bothered and overheated by the sounds coming through the thin walls.

“You’re right, but we keep our first body as something special. This secondary body is like a simple drop of my blood—literally. My primary body, on the other hand, is my true body, the one I was born with and have always been in. It has a special meaning. So we decided that our primary bodies should be with primary bodies, while secondary bodies stay with secondary bodies.”

I finally understood, but soon my eyes sparkled with curiosity.

“So you guys have sex twice in a row at the same time?” I asked, surprised.

“Nah, day and night are reversed between our two universes. So we usually have sex at night here and there. Of course, we do it during the day sometimes too. That’s why sometimes the girls blush or I get hard. When we have really intense orgasms, it’s hard to control the hormones in our secondary bodies,” he said, laughing.

I was shocked. I finally understood why there were certain times of the day when they didn’t like to see anyone except me. It must have been because they felt weird having sex and seeing other people. And that must be why they didn’t have sex every night, even with their stamina—because they were likely talking to people in their home universe.

When I asked, they confirmed that was exactly the case; they didn’t like seeing other people during those times. But since they did it near me, that meant... they already considered me “captured.”

I could only roll my eyes when I said that, and they laughed among themselves.

Well, even with this limitation, they could still have sex at least two or more times a day with plenty of time to spare. After all, even if they avoided people while in their bodies, they could still do other things besides sex. They simply never wasted time.

Now that I understood the core of things, my journey to another universe began.

Pete sent some robots to handle the transfer. He said he could do it alone with his powers, but if he did, the infinite number of robots with infinite functions would have been pointless.

Soon, I heard a voice in my head. Pete said it was an AI called Friday. She was actually my system, but since she was pretending to be one, I had never interacted with her true form—an AI.

I soon arrived at a massive futuristic base where countless robots, drones, and ships moved like waves. There was a certain artistry to their movements—it was beautiful.

I was alone; Pete’s and the girls’ secondary bodies stayed in my universe while I came here alone.

As I started feeling uncomfortable, I heard a door open.

When I looked at the people who entered, their faces and bodies were familiar, but the pressure I felt with my spider senses was overwhelming. I thought that if it continued, I would kneel, and my body would turn to dust just from the sheer pressure they emitted.

Sensing my struggle, they withdrew their aura, and before I collapsed, I was pulled into an embrace. I was about to fight, but when I smelled the familiar scent, I hesitantly said, “Pete?”

“It’s me, love. Sorry, we forgot to suppress our pressure. We don’t usually worry about it at home,” he said apologetically.

Peter P.O.V

While Natasha was getting familiar with everything and realizing that we here were the same people she knew in her universe, I was showing her everything.

Once she got used to it, I took her to a pure white room.

"Where is this, Pete? Why are we here?" she asked.

"This is a time chamber. I set it so that ten years here equals one day outside. We won't need ten years, but at least one or two before you have full control over your new powers," I said with a smile.

"New powers?" she asked, doubtful.

"Yes. There will be many!" I said, still smiling, and continued, "But first, now that we're married, I'm going to activate my bond with you."

"I'll finally have a bond with you?" Nat said excitedly and hugged me. We had already explained the bond to her, so she had been waiting for this moment.

I didn’t respond—I just smiled. I activated the bond, and a connection of sorts formed between me and Nat. Natasha and I felt complete. We had loved each other before, but now, one could not live without the other.

Because of the bond, our sexual tension skyrocketed.

Natasha jumped on me, wrapped her legs around my waist, and clung to my neck as we kissed fiercely.

[R-18 scene here]

After we woke up, I returned to talking about Natasha’s powers.

"To fully unlock your potential, eliminate weaknesses, and allow greater room for growth, you need a regulator," I said with a smile.

Then, I opened my hand, and a bottle with a white liquid appeared. I removed the cap and poured the liquid onto the ground.

What fell wasn’t liquid at all—it was more like slime. Then, the symbiote-like substance started growing until it took the shape and size of a person.

"What is that? And why is it wearing my hero suit?" Natasha asked, confused.

That was just one of the many things I was going to have to explain to Natasha.

Soon, Natasha understood the story of the symbiotes and how I had separated one from the hive mind, stripping it of its will so it could become part of her body. Eventually, she herself would become a symbiote.

After a lot of explanation and convincing, Natasha fused with her symbiote. Then, for a month, I trained her in the mental training cradle, where time passed even faster. After a month—which was actually years—Nat had complete mastery over the symbiote.

During this time, Natasha, who was already beautiful, became even more breathtaking. She also had all her wounds healed, both by the symbiote and the benefits that came when the bond was initiated.