Hey, folks! It's Mojo again with another twisted tale of tantric pleasures. Today, we have Chris Redfield, fresh from transferring to the Big Apple, where he has found himself in another sticky situation, this time with Gwen Stacy, who is not only secretly the Spider-Woman, but also the daughter of Redfield's boss! Oh, what wicked webs we weave...
Kinks include light BDSM, power-play, and light age-play.
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Chris Redfield was having a weird day. When he was transferred to the New York City Police Department, his assignment was simple: keep a low profile and figure out who in the department could be trusted and who had ties to Shadaloo, who had moved into the Big Apple recently and started spreading a drug called Flash. Flash just wasn't a drug, though, but a chemical that seemed to turn normal people into violent lunatics.
Now, Captain George Stacy, desperate to keep his family safe from the outbreak, asked Chris to personally escort his daughter from her apartment near the NYU campus.
"You've been through this kind of thing before," he had said to Chris. "I trust her in your hands, son."
So, Chris had no choice but to do what his captain asked. But now that he drove away from the danger, all he could think about was how much he needed to be in the middle of it. But he had a duty to get Gwen out of the city first.
And she was less pleased about the situation than Chris.
Gwen was about to leave for a night of patrolling when her apartment buzzer went off. When Peter Parker moved to Los Angeles with his wife, he asked her to keep an eye on things until he got back. She did so begrudgingly since she was just starting her first semester of college. Still, she knew he would do the same for her, so she pitched in when she could.
At first, it had been uneventful: a couple robberies, a carjacking or two, and a short fight with The Lizard. But then last week, she found a black substance in an Oscorp lab that bonded to her and seemed to make her more powerful.
So, she had some tests done and found that it was none other than a Symbiote, the same kind that had attached itself to Peter and then later to Eddie Brock. But she found this one was different, it seemed not to change her. Granted, she was a little more confident than ever, but that was a good thing. And she found she had no more time for her ex, Miles, who was still in high school anyways while she was now 18.
With her new suit, Gwen was determined to rid the streets of crime for good so that Peter would come back and be impressed with her. Maybe he'd even think about leaving that slutty redhead...
Now, though, she sat in the back of an SUV, while the city tore itself apart. If she had left just five minutes earlier, she would be out on the streets, helping innocents from being infected.
"So, what's the plan?" Gwen said.
Chris was a quiet man. Gwen appreciated that to an extent, but the details he gave her about the situation was sparse.
"Out of the city," he said. "Somewhere safe."
Gwen waited for him to continue, but he didn't. "What's wrong, Redfield? Not happy that you have to babysit?"
He sighed. "Can't say that I am."
Gwen folded her arms. "Well, you can just drop me off at the corner and I'll figure out my own way, but I don't think you'll do that."
"Not happening, Ms. Stacy."
She sighed and was about to say something with a bite when she felt her phone buzz. She looked down and saw it was a text from Miles.
"R u ok?" it read.
'Him again?' a voice said. It was a whisper in Gwen's mind, one that she had heard ever since she got the symbiote. 'Tell him to leave you alone.'
"Fine," she whispered back and then texted Miles the same thing.
Almost immediately, he texted back, "U in Brooklyn? I heard there's trouble."
Gwen thought for a second. "Ya. I'm fine, tho."
There was a pause on his end. "Can we talk? I'm worried about you."
'He's persistent,' the voice said.
"I'm. Fine."
And then Gwen silenced her phone. The last thing she needed was Miles to try to 'fix' her right now. She was fine. Better than fine, even.
'The cop needs to be dealt with,' the symbiote said.
"Well, what do you suggest?"
'I could kill him.'
"No," Gwen said.
"You say something?" Chris said from the front.
"No," she repeated. "Must've been from outside."
Chris shrugged but didn't press the matter.
'Ah,' the voice said. 'You are attracted to him. I can sense it.'
"I am not," Gwen said back.
'Yes. It has to do with latent issues involving your father.'
"You are close to being flushed down a toilet," Gwen whispered through a clenched jaw.
There was a pause and then the symbiote said, 'Maybe we can seduce him.'
Gwen wanted to reject it but didn't right away. "I don't see how that will help."
'Subdue him when he is succumbing to his basest desires.'
Again, the notion seemed appealing, but Gwen wasn't convinced. "It's too risky. I don't even know what to say."
