Peter was used to getting the minimum amount of sleep necessary to actually function as a human being. Getting to sleep at a reasonable time was usually a luxury when New York seemed to be able to spit super villains out of every dark corner and shady bar at a whim. So waking up from a good night’s sleep after a productive day was a rare, but welcome pleasure. Waking up alone was slightly less ideal, but the sound of water running in the master bathroom was more than enough to know where at least one of his girlfriends was. He stretched, feeling his back pop once before he climbed out of bed and made his way toward the kitchen.
The superhero was greeted with the sight of Gwen and Felicia sitting at the kitchen island, each wearing just a white bathrobe. Gwen’s seemed fairly normal, but apparently Felicia had picked out one that was a size too small. A great deal of her legs was visible below the table and it didn’t quite close all the way over her chest, providing a great deal of cleavage. Peter wondered if it was inappropriate to ogle if they had asked her to be their girlfriend the night before. Did you even still call it asking someone out when you were in a polyamorous relationship? Should he call it asking her to join in or something? Then again, if Felicia had dressed like that first thing in the morning, she probably wanted stares anyway. “Morning,” he said, waving with one hand as he crossed the room to pour himself a steaming cup of coffee.
“Morning,” Gwen replied, holding her own cup with both hands. “You look chipper this morning.”
Peter tried to keep the smile off his face and failed. “I have had a really good two days. I haven’t slept this well in a while.” He blew on the cup twice before taking a sip and glancing over to the other woman at the table. “You two sleep alright?”
“Purrfect,” Felicia said, the corners of her lips turning up. “Almost as nice as my bed back home.”
Peter grinned right back and Gwen rolled her eyes. “I’ll tell Mary Jane that you appreciate her design talents.”
“I appreciate lots of things about Mary Jane,” the former burglar said, her smile growing just a hair. “Her taste is just one of many talents she has.”
Peter had to admit that he appreciated many of MJ’s talents too, physical and mental. “So I take it that our offer is being considered positively,” he said cautiously.
Gwen shot Felicia a look across the table. “I assume so,” the blonde said. “But our catty friend has been keeping quiet until you woke up.”
“Aren’t you the one who said that it was rude of me to only be after Peter and that there were other people to consider?” Felicia countered.
Gwen just crossed her arms. “There’s a difference between being considerate of our relationship and being coy to annoy me.”
Peter just sighed as the two women stared each other down for a moment. “If we’re not actually going to resolve anything this morning,” he interjected before they could start at each other, “Maybe I should make breakfast while we wait for MJ to be done in the shower.”
Felicia pouted in a way that Peter thought was actually rather cute before throwing up her hands. “Alright, alright. I have an answer, but this isn’t easy for me, so keep quiet and let me talk, alright Spiders?” Peter nodded and gave her a ‘go on’ gesture while Gwen just leaned back in her seat and waited. “I’m bad with commitment. I still have trouble committing to being a decent person, much less committing to a relationship. Flirting and the occasional rooftop fling is a hell of a lot easier for me without strings attached.”
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Peter Parker: The Spectacular Spider-Stud
Hayran KurguPeter knew his luck was terrible, but a dimensional collapse was bad even for him. But maybe an entirely new world with a new start could be just what he needs to get lucky for once in his life. Or get lucky a lot in general.
