Spider-Man 0X

Before I realized it, it was already 4 pm. Sue and I ate some lunch and slept for quite a while. Now, it's time to go.

"Leaving?" Sue lay on her sides with her arm supporting her head. Her blond hair was messy and her blue eyes looked sleepy.

"Yeah. MJ's shoot is almost over. I'll pick her up," I went to her after putting on my suit and kissed her. "See ya later, Sue."

"Bye, Spidey. Take care."

I jumped out of the window and webbed towards MJ's location. When I reached there, I saw that the shoot was about to end. I sat on the top of a building and waited for her to get out.

After some time, I saw MJ coming out of the studio and looked around. Ah! She must be waiting for a ride, but let's fly today, shall we? I webbed down and landed in front of her. The nearby people gasped seeing me land out of nowhere. And as usual, their phones came out and started recording and clicking photos. Whispers and praises about me filled the place as people gathered around us.

"Waiting for a ride?" I extended my hand towards her.

"Yes," She smiled as she took my hand. Then I grabbed her by her waist as she wrapped her hands around my neck.

"Hold tight, ok?"

She nodded and I webbed away.

"OH MY GOD!" MJ screamed as I webbed around the building and swung through the city.

"Having fun?" I asked as I webbed above a tall building.

"Yes! This is so exciting!" She said as she tightened her grip around my neck. "And it's scary at the same time."

"Don't worry, I won't drop you." I webbed faster as I slingshot us high up in the sky, "Just take a look down at the city. Enjoy the view."

MJ looked down at the city as we were high up in the sky. The wind blew her red hair as her green dress fluttered around her. I could feel her heart beating fast as she tightened her grip around my neck. I looked at her face and saw that she was smiling.

"This is so beautiful, Pete," She said as she looked at me.

"I know," I said as I admired her face. She blushed a little as I removed my mask and kissed her in that altitude as we fell down toward the ground at a high speed. She didn't even care about the fact that we were descending toward the ground at that speed. She just continued to kiss me back.

I activated the suit's thrusters and flew up in the air again.

"You are crazy," She chuckled as she broke the kiss.

"I know," I grinned as I webbed to another building, pulling us faster with the boost of the thrusters.

We reached home in no time as I landed on the balcony and entered my room with MJ. I let her go as she put her bag on the table and turned around. "That was awesome!" She said as she threw her hands in the air. "Consider yourself lucky that my stomach was empty or else I would have thrown up all over you."

"Hahaha... Why didn't you scream or say anything when we were falling that fast?" I retracted the suit and sat on the bed.

"Why would I scream? You were with me, duh!" She went toward the door and opened it. "I'll take a nice and long bath and I might need someone to massage my sore shoulders." She moved her shoulder and made a painful face. "Perhaps my boyfriend can help me out with that?"

I jumped up with a salute. "Yes, ma'am!"

She giggled and closed the door behind her. After a few minutes, I heard the water of the shower falling from the bathroom. I checked the time on the clock. There's still some time before May and the others return home.

I opened the bathroom door and saw MJ sitting in the tub. Her red hair was wet and tied in a bun as she leaned back with a satisfied expression. Steam rose from the water as I came close to her. She tilted her head a bit back and looked at me. "Hurry up, boyfriend. My shoulders are aching."

I stripped out of my clothes and went behind her.

As I knelt behind her, the steam enveloped us in a warm, intimate cocoon. I gently placed my hands on her shoulders, feeling the tension in her muscles. My thumbs pressed into her flesh, working in slow, deliberate circles. MJ let out a contented sigh, her body relaxing under my touch. I continued my ministrations, kneading away the knots of stress and tension. As my fingers worked their magic, MJ began to moan softly, her eyes fluttering closed. The sound sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire deep within me.

"That feels amazing," she murmured, closing her eyes.

I smiled, leaning down to kiss her exposed neck. "Anything for you, MJ."

She moved her face toward me. Our lips met in a tender kiss, and for a moment, everything else faded away. It was just us, lost in our own little world. We stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity, wrapped in each other's arms. Finally, we broke apart, breathing heavily.

MJ gave me a playful smile.

"Are you going to join in or just watch?"

I chuckled, slipping into the warm water beside her. The tub was just big enough for the two of us, and as we settled in, I pulled her close. She rested her head on my chest, her body fitting perfectly against mine.

"This is nice," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeah, it is," I agreed, wrapping my arms around her.

We stayed like that, the water lapping gently around us. I could feel the rise and fall of her breath, the steady beat of her heart. It was moments like these that made everything else worth it.

***

After a while, I noticed that she dozed off on my chest. I kissed her forehead as I stayed still. She had a hard time in the past year and I can tell that she has drowned herself in work after that incident. She's tired. But right now, this smile on her sleeping face makes me happy. I just wish that she stays like this forever.

After some time, I heard the front door open. May and the others have returned. I decided not to wake MJ up.

Using my magic, I picked her up and dried her body, then opened a portal to her room. I carefully carried her to the bed and covered her with a blanket.

"Have a nice dream," I kissed her forehead. Then I opened a portal to my room and dressed up. Then went downstairs to meet the others.

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[3rd Person POV] [Fisk's hideout]

While Peter was finally having a nice time with his family, Wilson Fisk finally woke up after his body modification. The organs and body parts that the poison destroyed were replaced by cybernetics. He was lying on a hospital bed inside a secret lab. The doctor was monitoring his vitals.

"Doc? How did it go?" Fisk asked as the bright light above him blinded his vision.

"It was successful, Mr. Fisk. All your damaged body parts were replaced successfully and the neural transplant is also working great, but there was a little complication with the neural transplant, maybe a design fault or software fault. We did our best to fix it," The bald doctor in a white coat said as he fiddled with a tablet in his hands.

"Complication? What kind of complication?" Fisk asked. He wasn't in a hurry to get up. Since the pain in his body was gone now, he just wanted to stay still for a moment. But the word 'Complication' was bugging him.

"Well... After we implanted the neural chip, it was somewhat unstable. But we managed to fix it for now. The thing is, there might be some complications with your sensory cortex if we don't upgrade the chip which may result in SSD, schizophrenia spectrum disorders," The doctor said as he checked the monitor near Fisk's bed.

Fisk kept his calm and asked, "How long?"

"If we don't upgrade the chip? Probably a couple of months, sir," The doctor said as he took a step back from the bed. "Three tops."

"Then, why are you standing there?" Fisk asked. "Upgrade it!"

"But, sir... The hardware is an experimental technology. Even though we followed the instructions and built it, we don't understand how it works. And upgrading the chip will require us to reverse engineer it and-"

"What do you need?" Fisk interrupted the doctor.

"Sir?" The doctor asked, confused.

"Money? Equipment? People? Just tell me what you need and I'll make sure that you get it. I don't care about the methods or the resources. I just want that chip upgraded," Fisk said.

The doctor thought for a second and said, "We need the man who developed this chip. Although the implants are successful and we were able to stop the poison, right now, your body works like a computer which we can start without a chip, but running it without a chip? Impossible. And the guy who made this neural chip made sure that no reverse engineering was possible. This chip is basically a black box. We can surely develop multiple chips and experiment, but we don't have time. We need the guy."

"Peter Parker..." Fisk sighed. "You must have heard the news. He's suffering from amnesia after an accident. A part of his memory got blocked."

"If not Peter Parker, then..." The bald doctor touched his chin as he thought for a moment. "We need someone with a mind equal to him..."

"Or a mind great enough to reverse engineer Stark's suit," The second doctor said as he remembered something important, "I know a girl, but she's under special protection and works for the Shield. Riri Williams. At the age of 15, she reverse-engineered Tony Stark's Iron Man suit to create her own armor. Now, after five years, imagine how much she must have grown under Shield's guidance and protection. If anyone can do it, it's her."

"Riri Williams?" Fisk furrowed his brows. "Contact Shaw. Tell him, I'll give him back his seat, in return, I want Riri Williams." He finally sat up on the bed and slowly got down. His legs felt a bit numb but he could walk.

"Sir, we advised you to rest for at least two weeks," The bald doctor said.

"You are free to go, doc," Fisk ignored the doctor as he walked toward the exit.

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