Arc One. Chapter Thirty. Reconciliation

Peter and MJ had dressed and cleaned themselves, and once the show was over Gwen snapped out of her daze and dissolved the rest of the webbing herself.

The trio sat at the breakfast table in the courtyard and Peter handed both of them a coffee. There was an uncomfortable silence surrounding them, while they had all wanted it, it still left a strange atmosphere in the air.

"So, uh, what's the deal with the three of us?" Peter had to broach the subject, he and Gwen were dating and while MJ had admitted she liked him that was meant to be it. Poison spawning and Muse being created was an accident, the sex was definitely not supposed to have happened.

"What do you want us to be Pete?" It was the worst question Gwen could have asked him. She had made her mind clear, and with Muse's outburst, she was a willing accomplice in this as well.

He was tired of being beaten and being the victim, he had been wronged but it was now time to take back what was rightfully his, not Peter Puker, not Pussy Parker. He took MJ while Gwen watched and it made him feel good. He took out muggers and the scum that plagued Midtown and New York and it felt good. He was tired of being the underdog, he was strong, he was smart, he was building an Empire not playing house with dolls. He was Peter Parker, the indomitable Venom!

"I want both, you and MJ," he replied and Gwen pulled a serious face and sat back in her chair.

"I dunno Pete, you got the stamina for both?" Gwen stood and removed her top and she shimmied out of her pants. "Do you want us both?" and she climbed onto his lap, "I want you to have both," and while MJ watched, she slid herself onto Peter's manhood. MJ had watched porn before, who hadn't, but to see it, to watch it live was intense. MJ admitted to herself that while she didn't want to join in she did want to stay and watch. As her hand dipped between her legs, she also thought that sharing wouldn't be so bad after all.

The next morning the atmosphere was refreshing. Peter had left the pair sleeping and had slipped out to make breakfast. The afterglow was still wrapped around him, a warm comforting smell of sex, of Gwen and now MJ, and Peter felt happy. Once he started to make bacon Gwen dragged a very frazzled looking MJ out into the courtyard and Peter served them bacon and toast with the usual coffee while they woke up.

"Only bacon and toast? The maid service here is terrible." Gwen winked at MJ, "Must be slacking off or something." and she hid a smile behind her coffee cup. She was teasing him as several times last night he had proved that he had more than enough stamina, tiring out both her and MJ. Gwen was amazed he had still woken up before them and managed to make breakfast

He shrugged, "I didn't fall asleep last night, that was you," he quipped back and she knew she couldn't retort to that, so she cheated instead, leaning over, letting her nightdress slip down and showing her pale skin and chest underneath she lent in for a kiss. He laughed and pulled her into his lap. Kissing the side of her neck, "but are we okay? I mean, with last night?"

"I'm fine with that, I like MJ so I'm good but MJ, break up with Flash. He can't know about us, I don't even like the idea of him coming here but you know, that's on you," Gwen paused, "but let's make it clear, this isn't high school anymore if he causes shit he can expect an ass-kicking."

MJ smiled at that. Since the accident Flash had been at odds with everyone, breaking up with him was bad timing but with the yelling and the abuse, it was the right thing to do. Gwen was right, she finally got to tell Peter how she felt. She finally had a chance to explain and he forgave her, maybe the sex after pushed it over the top but she'd enjoyed it, she'd wanted it. She'd vowed never to let just anyone into her bed.

Flash got drunk after a party and puked over himself, in helping him clean up and avoid the cops a stupid rumour started. It was around the whole school within a few days, that she'd slept with him at a motel, and she never lived it down. It even made it to her father and he asked if she got pregnant, cause he'd make sure Flash took responsibility, financially of course. He'd just used it as an excuse to yell at her more in the end, just like her mother, pregnant at 18, even though she'd tried to tell him nothing happened.

That was in the past now, she was here and with Muse she was happy with Peter. She was finally able to speak to him, finally able to explain her side and while she felt guilty it had taken so long she was still happy it was said. It was still just the most messed up way of this happening and MJ still couldn't get her head around it. Both Peter and Gwen promised to explain it to her and could even show her some slides. All she knew was that last night she and Peter had had sex while Gwen watched, then a very submissive and very apologetic Gwen let Peter have her as well. it had been bizarre to watch but it wasn't the strangest thing to happen and she was okay with it.

MJ snorted, "I uh, Flash isn't even in the picture now. I wouldn't not that and then, no," and she shook her head, "no"

MJ tried to deflect the tension that mentioning Flash brought up, "Uh, Muse says Hi by the way."

"You can talk to your symbiote? Gwen says hers hardly speaks and mine never says a word." Peter asked,

"Uh yeah, Muse talks to me all the time but uh, she thinks Poison is damaged somehow and yours is dead, from what you, uh gave me earlier, you know the sex and all, it's definitely not acting as it should be. It's like fragments of a symbiote rather than a living one."

Peter was stunned, was that why he couldn't talk to his like MJ or Gwen? and why he seemingly had more control over his powers than Gwen did, Poison seemed to fight her at every turn where Peter just willed Venom and it obeyed. "Thing is, from what Muse thinks, Poisons like a moron of symbiotes, Nah wrong word, oh and definitely not that one, no one says retard unless its an insult, oh it is, uh okay, developmentally challenged is better, yeah Poison is damaged, prolly cause Gwen was dying and you didn't have complete control of your powers the time. That's why she can't control her and her powers are screwy"

"We Are Not Retarded!" A fully suited Poison flew through the doorframe at MJ, who laughed and grabbing her arms wrapped herself around Poison, pulling on her own symbskin, Muse flipped back and pushed Poison up to the ceiling with her feet and as Poison sailed up and hit the bottom of the rafters, Muse webbed her there.

The sight of the Poison stuck to a rafter made Peter chuckle amongst other things "hey, no roughhousing in the warehouse, go outside if you two whippersnappers are gonna play."

Both Muse and Poison stopped and looked at Peter, "Whippersnappers? And seriously, no one says roughhousing Pete," Gwen quipped

"Aww come on, it was a joke."

Both girls devolved into a fit of giggles at the defeated Peter. It became obvious that they weren't seriously fighting, Muse and Poison were both testing their limits against each other. Poison dissolved the webbing and landed perfectly on the floor, "superhero landing," she said and they all shared a laugh.

It was obvious that Peter had the most control over his powers and as it seemed his symbiote was fully integrated into his body a better variety of powers, however, that came with a drawback, his power set was limited to what he could do with a non-Newtonian semi-organic alien symbiote liquid living within his cells. There was no evolving, no learning, no upgrade. They decided that his powers were fixed, finite, if he couldn't do it now, he probably wouldn't be able to do it in the future either.

Gwen could control and create new combinations of liquids, poisons and other drugs just by absorbing the relevant formula and base chemicals into her body, Poison allowed her to manufacture and store them with no harm to herself as she learned to make storage points and biochemical factories within Gwen's cells themselves. Peter had no method to replicate this, he could feel the webbing chamber in his arm but as to how to change its formula, he either couldn't or wasn't able to figure out how to.

MJ it seemed had the best of both worlds, her symbiote was smarter than Gwen's, knew to do what both Poison and Venom could but as she lacked the relevant power. What she could do however was change into various sets of clothing, altering MJ's skin and even makeup. Muse had apparently taken MJ's love of stage and theatre, naming herself after the Greek goddesses of inspiration.

She had taken a long look at herself as well, Gwen taking her to one side and explaining a few of the more feminine sided things. Gwen had been right. MJ was never one to exercise but now the taut lines of her new physique were obvious as she posed and flexed in the mirror. She tried on an old bra but unlike Gwen, found she was still the same 36C she always was and peering closely saw that her skin was now blemish free, even some of her old acne marks were faded. Her hair had taken on a lustrous sheen and now curled at the ends as if freshly washed and cut. Thankfully she was still the same height, and all of her clothes still fit her, she was now just, better.

Did you do this?

Yes yes, we make the Mary Jane perfect, to attract the Peter,

I don't think that'll ever be an issue Muse, MJ laughed in her head and as she looked at herself, I don't think that'll ever be an issue.

She was a stronger, faster version of Poison with the adaptability of Venom. They all agreed though, while MJ was adapting to her new power set she would be not just joining Gwen and Peter in their morning training routine but taking time off from work, The last thing any of them needed was a raging symbiote smashing plates on belligerent customers.

"But I'm fine," MJ whined as they banned her from work. "No emotional outbursts, Muse and I are fine." MJ was pouting, since she'd bonded with Muse she'd never felt better.

"No, Muse can keep you happy but it's not healthy, you need to learn to cope," Peter explained but she still pouted.

we will keep you safe Mary Jane, we love you.

"Muse protects me, Peter, she wouldn't do anything like that."

Peter rolled his eyes, "uh-huh, oh hey, want to screw? like, bend you over the table right now?"

MJ was out of her pants and was pulling off her top before she stopped. "Asshole. So okay, okay, I get it. Muse is affecting my mood. Uh about that then,'' MJ's eyes sparkled. "Do I get a rebate on my rent for the, uh, you know, dirty landlord who promised no funny stuff?"

Peter sighed, "MJ. With this," and he motioned to himself, "you should be paying more," and grinned.

MJ and Gwen just stared at him before bursting out laughing.