Tending to Wounds(Laura Kinney/X-23)

Genetically altered spider themed heroes tended to heal pretty well under even the most dangerous of circumstances. One of the circumstances these heroes did not heal was when they had to take a piece of shrapnel to the thigh when trying to protect two children who the Friends of Humanity were attacking. Two children the friends of humanity thought to be mutants.

Peter detested Creed and the rest of those assholes. His companion, Laura Kinney, the clone-daughter of the legendary Wolverine, escorted him over to the operating table. Peter slumped over Laura's shoulder in an attempt to hold himself up. Laura did her part to make sure he didn't collapse in agony.

"Sit down," Laura said.

Peter gimped over to the table with Laura's assistance. Every single step felt like there was a knife. Healing factors could make sure you didn't spend time on the shelf. All well a good.

'A healing factor is pretty nice. It can't stop you from feeling every single ounce of pain. You know, like the pain I'm feeling now. Oh god.'

"Take off your pants," Laura said.

Peter heard this particular request from Laura and complied with doing so. He didn't even make a wise ass quip about there being much better ways for Laura to get those pants off. Also because he knew Laura would remove Peter's favorite pair of pants with her claws.

'And I really like these pants.'

Laura felt around on the inside of Peter's thigh. Thankfully, the metal did not cut into anything vital. Laura thanked herself for small favors. Fortunately, perhaps so, the metal caught Peter flush on the thigh and made him ride in agony. Laura handed Peter a piece of gauze.

"Bite down on this."

The agonized Spider-Man did as the pretty lady with the sharp metal claws asked him. The sound of one of those claws retracting made Peter ride up nervously. The sound of the piece of metal being ripped out of his thigh could be heard. He thought having his wisdom teeth pulled was the worst pain he ever felt. No, this was the worst pain he ever felt, oh sweet Spider savior, the agony of it all.

"Relax, it's out," Laura said. "Can I get you anything."

"I don't suppose you checking me up in a sexy nurse's uniform would be something you'd mind," Peter said. Laura gave Peter one of those burning glares. "Yeah, pushing it a bit much."

"Nice to see you're feeling better."

Laura slipped into the next room. Peter assumed to get some medical supplies to further clean up his wounds. He doubted it would even scar now to be honest. And now after the ripping solid steel out of his flesh part finally was over, Peter felt much better and a little bit healthier than he was. He still wanted to put a stop to those Friends of Humanity, but they scurried underneath ground.

'They're cockroaches, always scurrying about. And someone is funding them.'

A long moment passed. Peter leaned back and was about to test his leg, but didn't dare chance it. If he left without Laura's go ahead, he didn't think she would be too thrilled. You could be as strong as the Hulk, as smart as Iron Man, and have great hair like Thor, but you did not piss off a pretty lady who had razor sharp claws. Hell, even without the razor sharp claws, she was pretty dangerous.

'Best in the world at what she does and she looks….pretty good at doing it?'

Laura stepped back into the room. Peter's eyes nearly bulged out when he realized the raven-haired beauty dressed in a tight nurse's uniform. The stethoscope drew extra attention to the valley between her breasts. The skirt rode up to show the very beginning of Laura's lacy white stockings. Every single step she took only further empathized how much Laura poured into the close.

"Um, hello nurse," Peter muttered.

"I need to check to see your temperature," Laura said.

Laura grabbed Peter by the cheeks and made him open up. The next play ended up with Laura sticking her tongue into Peter's mouth. She had been pretty bold, and grabbed Peter's face. He wasn't going to sit there like a bump on a log when he could return the kiss. And Peter returned it without any problems whatsoever. Tongues danced back and forth which each other.

The only piece of clothing Peter wore was his boxer shorts, but not for long. Laura bent down and pulled away from him.

"I need to see if you have any swelling," Laura said.

She cupped Peter's balls and felt around on them. A groan came from the web slinger when she edged closer to stroking Peter. The grip tightened around Peter's long throbbing cock. Laura pushed her hand all the way down onto him and then pulled it all the way up.

Laura barely could hold back a smirk. She wanted a piece of Spider-Man for a long time, and now she had Peter in a position. It might have been like something out of a pornography, but Laura didn't really give a fuck. Her biology mandated to mate with a strong man and there was few people who were stronger and more durable than Peter Parker.

"Swelling will have to go down through constant application of moisture," Laura said.

The wet, slippery tongue of Laura started at Peter's cock head and went down to the base. Peter thought he was going to die. She was so sexy licking his cock and beating the web slinger's meat. The distaff version of Wolverine pushed a hand down to the base of Peter's cock and then squeezed him.

Pre-cum bubbled from the top of the cock head. Laura encased Peter into her mouth.

"Jesus, Laura, are you trying to suck me dry?"

Laura's only response involved swallowing more of Peter's cock. She went down on his manhood with all of the well-practiced nature of someone who really wanted a big cock into her mouth.

"Very good," Laura said.

Peter had been left with a very strong case of blue balls. He didn't know whether or not it would be considered that good.

Breasts in his face, okay, that was good. Laura undid her top and pulled out her perfectly formed breasts. She had the thickest nipples which jutted out for Peter.

"Now, your reflexes."

Laura put two tits on either side of Peter and made a sandwich with his tits and her cock. The feeling of such an enhanced and throbbing pinnacle of flesh could be good. It reacted the moment Laura's flesh bangs surrounded the meat missile.

Death by pleasure, sweet pillowy pleasure awaited the Aroused Spider-Man. Her breasts were so perfect, and Peter throbbed when thinking about how they would always remain perky and firm thanks to the healing factory.

A vigorous tit-fucking continued. Laura canvased every single inch of Peter's cock. The girl smiled at the thought of having Peter's cock buried between her breasts and also the reaction he had to such an arrangement. Reactions of pleasure made Laura even more excited. She slid her breasts down the pole, all the way to the base of his cock, and then released him.

Laura repeated the ritual a few more times before she pulled completely away from Peter. She mounted his hips and shoved her breasts in Peter's face. She grinded on his lap.

"Laura," Peter groaned.

"Inside me," Laura said. "Your staying power."

Her panties pushed aside and Peter could feel her wetness slide against his hard cock. A second passed while Laura pushed her lips down onto the tip of his cock. Said lips caressed Peter's manhood when coming close to entering her. Peter groaned at the pleasurable feeling he felt from the near intrusion inside Laura's body.

"Yes," Peter groaned.

Both sets of loins met in a very pleasurable encounter. Laura dropped down all the way to Peter's base and encased much of his cock inside of her body. Laura rose and dropped onto Peter's throbbing hard tool. She took Peter inside and dropped down onto him. The feeling of pleasure cascaded through both of their bodies.

Waves of pleasure entered Peter's body. He did what any other man in his position would do. He reached in and grabbed Laura's firm, round breasts. He encouraged the stunning mutant to push herself up and drop herself down. Laura did as was respected.

Several rock hard inches of man flesh swelled the second Laura rose and dropped. Peter's hands finally left her breasts and touched other spots of Laura. The little spot at the base of her back, he took note of it. And Laura praised the heavens he did. That particular spot drove her completely wild. It made her bounce high and drive more of Peter's firm flesh rod.

She lost it on Peter. Juices spilled down Peter's throbbing hard pole. Laura tightened her grip around Peter with each pump, wanting him, and needing him even more.

"Peter," Laura said.

A harder grip on her hips allowed Peter to bury his massive rod inside of Laura's tight body. Laura waited for Peter to fill her completely up. The moment he bottomed out of her body.

"Tightest pussy I've ever fucked," Peter groaned.

Two firm young bodies melded with each other in a never ending combination of lust. Laura rode out her latest orgasm, a thought of how to prologue this reaching the horny mutant's head. Peter's worshipping made it hard to pull away from the latest orgasm. For the good of all things pleasurable, Laura must, she must, pull away and pull away she did.

Peter collapsed, and he was more sexually frustrated. He thought Laura was really going to roll over.

"To test to see how recovered you are."

Laura walked over to the other end of the room, positioned herself on the bed. Legs spread, on her hands and knees, with ass presented firmly in the air, Laura presented a treat. Peter rose to his feet, swollen cock just throbbing to enter this tight, ageless piece of snatch.

Peter walked over towards Laura and put his hands on either side of her hips. He positioned twelve massive inches, ready to piece Laura's walls with his hard breeding rod. Peter inched close and then, with one fluid maneuver, shoved his entire length inside of Laura.

"Oh, yes!" Laura moaned.

Firm flesh pounded against each other. Peter moved his hands all over Laura's body. Those breasts were felt completely up and cupped, cupped hard. Peter buried his full length penis into Laura's waiting, eager, accepting womanhood. His hands pushed around her hips and rocked her body completely. More cock rammed inside of Laura, burying her completely to the hilt.

"Peter, fuck me!"

"Don't worry, I will," Peter said. "I'm going to hammer you so hard, you'll forget your name."

"I sure hope so," Laura said. "Harder, faster, really hammer me until I cum!"

Peter slammed into Laura as hard a she could. Most of his length found itself inside of a sheath of the tightest, wettest, cunt he ever had a pleasure of being inside. Peter hammered home the point, most of the point being his immense cock, inside of Laura's wet, gripping sheath. She pulled on Peter, and he pushed back.

Attempts to rip up the bedding could not be avoided given how horny Laura was with this.

"So, what's your medical diagnosis?"

"You are about to make a firm…a full recovery," Laura panted. "But, I think we need to make sure you're completely healthy by giving me a nice, full sperm sample."

Warm tight pussy muscles flexed around Peter's rod to ensure it would spill all of the contents of the web-slinging male's swollen balls. Those inner walls made it very harder for Peter to reinforce his stamina, but he had to give it the good college effort to do so. He picked up a steadier pace.

"Well, if that's your medical opinion, Nurse Kinney?"

He spanked Laura's ass one time, paused, and when she moaned, did it again. Peter kept hammering away inside of Laura. He wanted inside her sweet pussy for a long time. It felt tight, not that her firm teenage breasts, nice toned buttock, and just overall rocking body didn't feel.

Laura let loose and enjoyed the heavy pounding. Her desires were being fulfilled, and Peter was sure spending a lot of time fulfilling them. And she was hoping this performance would be one which would be repeated.

"I could use that sperm sample, Mr. Parker," Laura said.

Peter groaned, Laura flexing those tight walls around him made it very hard to concentrate, very hard indeed. She slid warm, womanly flesh around Peter's aching hard rod.

"Yes, right inside me," Laura told him.

A nice healthy dose of seed spilled directly into her body was nice.

"I'm getting close."

"Then do it, there's going to be more, much more later," Laura said. "A healthy man such as yourself will have plenty of sperm, more than he can handle."

Warm velvety pleasure enveloped Peter's throbbing cock. The tension in his cock continued to heighten and then he pushed deeper inside of Laura's wet pussy. He spilled the contents of his cock inside of her warm body. Every single blast of seed fired inside Laura very quickly. Peter emptied his balls hard and fast inside of Laura.

Laura slumped down onto the bed when Peter finished pounded her. It did not escape Laura's attention she had at least two full orgasms, and good ones, and was working on a third, before Peter finished at her. Instincts rarely served Laura wrong, and hers were well on the mark.

'I'm not fucking letting this one get away from me.'

The two settled on the bed, and Peter pulled up. Laura climbed up to face Peter.

"It's my professional opinion you should come back in the next couple of days for a follow up, as soon as possible."

"Well, who am I to argue?" Peter asked.

The two kissed each other one more time, and it looked like things were about to get heated in a less than professional manner.

She was the best in the world at what she did. And what Laura did was Peter Parker.

End.