Spider-Man 0X

Ch: 206 [Under the shower]

I paused, rubbing the back of my neck as I thought about it. The truth is, I hadn't even considered a name for us. We'd been so focused on the work, the plans, and now the sudden influx of new teammates, that something as simple as a name never crossed my mind.

"A team name, huh?" I looked around the base for some inspiration. It felt like everyone was watching me, waiting for the decision. "Well... any suggestions?" I said, turning the question back on Chat.

Chat's eyes lit up, and she started hopping in place, clearly excited at the prospect. "Oh! Oh! How about something cool like... Spider Squad! You know, 'cause you're Spiderman, and we're your squad!"

I blinked. "Spider Squad, huh?" I glanced at Emma and Wanda, who both gave me unimpressed looks.

"Absolutely not," Emma said, her voice dripping with disdain. "I didn't join a team to be named after a bug."

"Oouch! I'm standing right here," I said with a chuckle.

Frank grunted in agreement, folding his arms. "Gotta agree with Frost on that one. We need something that sounds tougher."

Wanda leaned against the wall, giving a small shrug. "How about something that reflects all of us? Not just Peter. Something... bigger."

I nodded. "Yeah, you're right. We need a name that fits the whole team, not just me."

Chat's smile faltered for a second, but she quickly recovered. "Okay, okay, fair enough. How about... The Guardians?"

"Already taken," I muttered, thinking of another team across the galaxy.

Chat's face scrunched up in concentration. "Alright, uh... The Defenders 2?"

"Really, now," I sighed.

Emma sighed, clearly growing impatient. "I swear, if the next suggestion is just a variation of 'Spiders' or 'Defenders,' I'm going to walk out."

I chuckled and held up my hand to stop any further arguments. "Alright, alright, I think I've got it," I said, feeling a spark of inspiration. "How about The Shadowfront?"

Everyone paused, mulling it over.

"It works," Frank finally said with a nod of approval. "Sounds like we operate from the shadows. Fits with what we do."

Wanda smiled softly. "Not bad. It's got a nice ring to it."

Emma crossed her arms but didn't argue, which I took as her way of agreeing. Chat, on the other hand, was already bouncing in place again, clearly liking it.

"I love it!" she exclaimed. "The Shadowfront! We're like... the front line in the shadows! So cool!"

I smirked. "Alright, then. It's official. From now on, we're The Shadowfront."

With the decision made, I could see the excitement building up in the room. Everyone was ready to get to work. The city wasn't going to save itself, after all.

"Alright, let's get to it, Shadowfront," I said, nodding toward the map. "Go kick some ass, and remember—minimal property damage."

The team dispersed, each of them heading out to tackle the crime-ridden streets of New York. I stayed behind, watching Michelle as she began her training. Chat was happy as usual or as far as I can remember from the comics, and I couldn't help but feel that, despite the strange mix of personalities, we were going to be a damn good team.

The Shadowfront was born.

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Michelle's training continued over the next few hours. She decided to take off her suit and wear regular clothes in the middle of the run. I could tell that she just wanted a breather in the middle. Still, she was doing great. The weighted gloves and boots were a real challenge, but as I watched, her determination shone through. Her movements grew smoother, more fluid. By the time she finished her hundredth lap, she was barely breaking a sweat. Super recovery was really kicking in.

After her run, we switched to strength training. She punched through solid steel blocks, each strike sending vibrations through the training hall. Her new powers were finally aligning with her physical abilities, and it was impressive to watch.

"Alright, Michelle, that's enough for today," I said, walking over to her as she stood panting, hands on her knees.

She wiped the sweat from her brow and straightened up, her grin widened. "I feel like I could lift a building right now."

"You probably could," I chuckled, "but let's not get ahead of ourselves. We're working on control, not just raw power."

She nodded, catching her breath. "So, what's next? More heavy lifting?"

I shook my head. "Nah, you've done enough for today. Time to let your body recover and process all the new stuff. You'll get stronger with each day, but overtraining will only slow you down."

Michelle seemed disappointed but nodded. "Alright, but I better see some real results soon. I need to be able to keep up with the others."

"You will," I reassured her. "Your progress is incredible already."

She smirked. "Thanks. Guess I just want to be more useful when we're out there as a team."

"We all bring different strengths to the table," I said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Trust me, you'll be more than useful. The team will rely on you just as much as anyone else."

Michelle stretched, her body already recovering at an impressive rate thanks to her enhanced physiology. "Alright, coach. I'm dripping in sweat and gonna take a shower." She took off her shirt and threw it at me, smiling mischievously.

I caught it with a grin.

"Maybe you could join me?" She asked, her eyes gleaming with desire as she stripped off her sweatpants. "Give me that reward, you promised."

My eyes drifting over her perfectly sculpted body. Damn, she was beautiful. Her blue bra and panty were soaking wet in sweat. And that was hot as hell. She turned around and walked toward the bathroom slowly, tempting me. I took off my clothes and quickly followed behind her. A promise is a promise. She finished her training, so gonna eat her pussy out now.

In the shower room, Michelle was already standing under one of the jets. Her luscious curves are on full display. My eyes locked on her breasts as the water hit them with pressure. She leaned back and grabbed a handful of her tits. I could tell they were sensitive from the way she caressed the tips with her slender fingers. And the thing is, her boobs look kinda bigger than her usual petite build. Maybe the spider power added some extras besides her powers.

Her butt cheeks looked amazing too. So round, and firm, and... perfect. I couldn't wait to touch them.

So, without wasting any more time, I stepped into the shower and pulled Michelle close to me from behind, cupping her boobs and kissing her neck.

She gasped softly, shivering at my touch.

"Someone's eager," she whispered.

"You have no idea," I muttered, my lips trailing along her skin, savoring its taste. I couldn't get enough of her. I needed more. My hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of it as if I were trying to memorize its contours.

"Peter..." She moaned when my fingers found her clit, massaging it in slow circles. "That feels good."

I smirked. "It's about to feel even better."

With that, I dropped to my knees, positioning myself directly behind her. She leaned forward slightly, giving me better access. I grabbed her butt cheeks and squeezed them before spreading them open with both hands. The sight before me made my cock twitch. Her pussy glistened, begging for attention.

"You're so damn hot, Michelle."

I grabbed her hips and turned her around. Hmnn... Since we are alone and free and we are already gonna do this, why not make it even more sensual? So, I released a tiny wisp of seduction pheromone to make the situation more intense.

Michelle giggled, looking down at me. "I know," she said playfully. "Now hurry up. I want to feel that tongue on my pussy."

I obliged eagerly, running my tongue up her slit, tasting the sweet nectar of her pussy. Her moans were music to my ears. I teased her with the tip of my tongue, exploring her folds before pressing it deep inside of her, making her shudder. She raised her left leg and placed it on the shower shelf, giving me even better access to her pussy.

Her juices flowed freely as I lapped at her clit and sucked on her labia. Her fingers dug into my hair, pulling me even closer. She was moving her hips, meeting each stroke of my tongue. Her breathing became labored, her moans growing louder. I pushed my tongue as far as possible into her pussy hole and felt warm liquid slowly gushing down my mouth.

"Peter... please," she begged.

"Please what?"

"Fuck me."

"Your wish is my command," I smirked.

I picked her up and pinned her to the wall. Positioning my cock in her vagina hole, entering into her in one single push, Michelle crossed her feet behind my back.

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