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“Eyes on me, honey,” Miguel’s sweet words urge you to keep your gaze on him in the mirror.

“That’s it, there you go,” he encourages, watching your hands squirm in his grip as he holds your wrists in one hand against your chest while his other hand plays with your pretty pussy. With your back flush against his chest, Miguel feels every twitch and ache of your body as you chase his fingers with your hips.

He’s kept an agonizingly slow pace with you, watching as you soak the rug as you both sat on the floor.

“p-please—“ you choke out, turning your head ever so slightly to meet his actual eyes and not his reflection. he smiles down at you before he spreads your cunt open further and teases your clit with featherlike touches. Your hips twitch, as your mouth forms a small ‘o’ and you lean your head back against his shoulder.

“Shhh shh shh, that’s it,” he whispers, kisses the side of your neck. “Focus on feeling good, darling,” Miguel coos, having to use his feet to spread your ankles apart.

“That’s all your pretty little head needs to worry about,” he leans forward, letting a glob of spit leave his lips and land on your clit.

“just my fingers in this pretty pussy,” he spreads his saliva and slaps your cunt lightly a few times.

“‘n how good it feels, hm?” his eyes are glued to your glistening cunt, covered in his slick saliva but mostly your own arousal. you’re almost laying down completely against him, slouched so far down as you buck your hips up for more.

“you c-call me pretty t-too much,” you stutter, your breath hitching. Miguel chuckles lightly.

“Well that’s because you are,” he leans back a bit, adjusting himself.

“But, I think you’re the prettiest when you’re cumming, lovie,” Miguel purrs, pinching your nipple softly over the baggy t-shirt you wore that was obviously his.

“don’t you?” He grabs your chin and sits you upright, watching as his three fingers slide back and forth along your folds at a brutal pace, your arousal soaking him up to his wrist. You look at the way your pussy shines, covered in juices that you can only assume are his spit and your own arousal. You glance at Miguel who has hos lower lip caught between his teeth as he stares back at you, watching your adorably blushed face shift into one only he gets to see—pure bliss.

“Mi-miguel! Slow down!” you squeal, right before you feel a familiar knot form in your stomach and your back arches against him as you feel a wave of white hot pleasure burst through your body. You cry out a lewd moan—the noise so unfamiliar to you since you rarely ever let out in fear of your neighbors finding out the sweet, kind, polite girl next door was capable of such filthy activities.

“C’mon, sweet girl, that’s it,” He praises, heading your sweet groans and whines as his drenched fingers slow down, moving in soft circles now.

“That’s my girl…” he breathes out, taking in the sight of your soaked inner thighs. The hem of his shirt on you is also drenched—the white material now seemingly transparent. You push Miguel’s hand away from the overstimulation and he toys with the fabric of your shirt while you catch your breath.

“You ok, baby?” He finally asks, wrapping his arms around you and pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. You nod, curling into him. Your face presses into the crook of his neck as he rocks you both back and forth softly. Your fingers run through the back of his hair softly, feeling the silky strands against your fingertips.

but then you feel a breath by your ear—you now in the universe of where the loose anomalies resided. you quickly turn, seeing miguel. or no…the other miguel. miguel earth-3025.

you smile, swallowing your nerves. “hi, uh…nice to properly meet you.” you would offer your hand in a handshake but decided on not possibly embarrassing yourself. miguel 3025 tilts his head, looking down at you.

“you have a name, or should we keep to an alias?” this miguel’s voice is more…playful. less…heavy. your smile widens, as you shake your head from side to side slowly. “best keep things professional. i’m (your spider-persona name).”

“suits you.” he remarks, again giving you a once over.

“can i be frank with you?” you ask quietly, leaning closer. he copies the movement, leaning down to you. “uh huh.” there’s a slight tilt of his lips as he nods.

you lick your lips. “it’s kinda strange having someone who looks like the miguel i know acting nice.”

miguel 3025 raises a brow. “is that so? don’t tell me he’s a bully.”

“no…just stern.” you say, the slight tilt of your lips earning miguel 3025's further attention. “well, i hope he isn’t too stern on you. you seem rather sweet.”

you lean back, hoping you don’t look flustered at that. it wasn’t miguel miguel—you keep reminding yourself. “see.” you point out. “much nicer than him.” miguel 3025 smirks at this.

from miguel 2099’s standpoint, his eyes have stayed trained on both you and miguel 3025's conversation. his focused hearing catching every word. his teeth had begun to grind, before he calls to you both. “if you’re done idling by. i could use some help.”

you glance to your miguel who is busy by the edge of the building, keeping a close eye on one of the ramped anomalies. you’re quick to move, but miguel 3025 stops you, with a hand in front of your moving body. “we’ll check the other side for the second guy.” he says, leading you to the right.

miguel 2099’s teeth now ache with how hard he’s pressing them together. he can catch your smile at something miguel 3025 has said, as his hand moves to direct you at your lower back. miguel 2099 doesn’t know why he’s feeling…protective. maybe there’s an inkling of loathing at a want to stay the only miguel. and seeing you with a brighter smile directed at his variant...his jaw clicks.

miguel hasn’t necessarily been oblivious to your side glances and eager helping hands. he just chose to ignore them, knowing that a workplace relationship would only cause distraction. but now seeing a possible…replacement of him is making miguel’s reasoning crumble away.

now you were laughing, hand moving to touch miguel 3025's shoulder. there was another crack in his resolve. now miguel 2099 is focusing entirely on you and the conversation, when he should be listening to the anomaly down below.

“what?” you’re saying, a slight chuckle still evident in your voice.

“i’m being honest, i swear.” miguel 3025 says earnestly.

“but how…” you drift off, your brows pinched together, but you are still smiling. miguel 2099 listens harder.

“how did i get out?” miguel 3025 asks, his leg now slightly dangling over the ledge—you both sitting. when you should be paying attention.

“catch anything?” miguel 2099 calls monotonously, trying his best to hide his annoyance. you glance at your miguel quickly, and miguel 3025 takes note of how attentive you are to him.

“eastbound.” you say. “but it’s unclear, so i think it’s best if we stay put until the other guy comes out.”

“i agree.” miguel 3025 hums. you shift your gaze to him, finding it strange to have a miguel agreeing with you. it was rather refreshing actually. you smile again at him, and now miguel 2099 wants to use his already outstretched claws to make sure miguel 3025 didn't look one bit like him anymore.

miguel 2099 walks over prepared to say how you should be helping him more instead, when the sound of alarms ring down the street. all three of you are quick to jump into action.

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and now you are all panting, leant back against the wall of a deserted warehouse. “that was a lot harder…than i thought it was gonna be.” you breathed out, the rise and fall of your chest easily visible.

“why do you think we brought him?” miguel 2099 asks, gesturing to miguel 3025 who narrows his eyes. “it was a difficult mission from the start.” miguel was beyond pissed now. you all had lost the anomalies to another location, knowing where they went yes, but also knowing that going there would be an obvious death trap.

“you didn’t go where was needed.” miguel 3025 says, his head resting back against the wall. "you didn't go where we planned." his gaze is directed at miguel 2099.

“i’m sorry?” miguel 2099 asks, hand flexing.

“you were supposed to block the side street.” miguel 3025 looks to you now. “right?”

your mouth opens and closes. “um…i…don’t remember...sorry.” you did in fact 'remember'. it was your miguel’s job to block that path. though he had never been very good a ‘teammates’, choosing mostly to work alone, so it made sense that miguel 2099 took his own direction.

“i think you do.” miguel 3025 says, making you look to him. “but that’s alright, cariño, i know why you’re not saying.”

cariño? miguel 2099 now completely focused on miguel 3025. why did he call you ‘cariño’? miguel 3025 looks back to miguel 2099. “now i don’t want to cause too much trouble, but i for one remember that it was supposed to be your handling.”

“it honestly could have been mine.” you step forward, making miguel 3025 shift his gaze to you. “no, no.” he says, looking back to his carbon copy. “don’t take the blame for him. poor girl being your little defender.” he again shifts his gaze to you, a small tilt of his lips curving up. "did you know she was eager to travel the multiverse? i'm sure at some point she could spare some time for me to show her."

you again become flushed, lips pressing together. “she’s fine here.” miguel 2099 states, each word spoken precisely.

“is she? from what she was telling me, i don’t think so.” miguel 3025 says, almost smug.

you avert all gazes, hitting yourself for saying far too much. miguel 3025 was just so easy to talk to, and having him with the same face as your crush really added to your need to talk to him.

“i think you take her a bit for granted actually.” miguel 3025 continues to say.

“that’s not—“ you try to say, still not finding it in yourself to put your miguel in a bad light, but miguel 3025 cuts in, still speaking to miguel 2099. “and she’s still defending you. good judge of character though, i’ll give her that.”

miguel 2099's eyes are narrowed on his variant. “so from one or two conversations you got all that?” he speaks lowly. hating how entitled to you miguel 3025 sounded. he’s barely known you for a day.

miguel 3025 smirks. “well, she’s a very easy talker. isn’t she?” and then he pauses. “oh, but...you haven’t gotten the chance to see that yet, have you?”

miguel 2099 pushes off the wall, getting right in miguel 3025's face, anger seeping from every pore. you quickly step forward. “wow, hey…no need for this. like really, this is terrible timing.”

“you were right.” miguel 3025 says to you, still looking at your miguel. “he does get riled up easy.” and that’s when miguel 3025 gets a hard punch to his cheek, miguel 2099's mind heavily clouded now. but before miguel 3025 can move to continue the fight, you shoot your web out, attaching his hand to the wall.

you're staring at them in disbelief. miguel 3025 easily rips your web away, but you are now stood between them, eyeing them both. “is it…weird or something? seeing a version of yourself? is that it?” you try to understand where all this anger is coming from. it can’t just be from the anomalies.

“a peacemaker too. you really lucked out.” miguel 3025 says to miguel 2099, walking closer. he may or may not be intentionally trying to provoke his variant now, his gaze on you. “you really should check out my universe, i think you’d—“

“she’s staying here. so don’t finish that.” miguel 2099 states indefinitely.

“isn’t that up to her?” miguel 3025 asks.

“she’s apart of the spider society. believe me when i say it keeps you busy.” miguel 2099 hums, his tone still low.

“hm, does he keep you that busy?” miguel 3025 looks down at you. and miguel 2099 hates how in the short amount of time you’ve met him, he’s become so close already.

“stop asking her so many things.” miguel 2099 steps closer as well, as you dart your gaze between them.

“she’ll tell me if i’m bothering her. won’t you cariño?” miguel 3025 looks to you again. you open your mouth to speak but your miguel beats you to it, stepping closer. they’re both now either side of you, glaring at each other. “she goes by (your spider-persona name).”

“do you not like me calling you cariño?” miguel 3025 leans down to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. “um…” you gulp, beginning to feel a fraction hot in your suit.

miguel 2099 pulls you closer to his side, by a grip to your arm. miguel 3025 leans back to full height. “what? can't any of your 'spider society' helpers take time off? or no, is it just her?”

“stop acting like you're entitled to so much. we brought you in for this one mission. and then you'll leave.” miguel 2099's states.

“maybe with a friend.” miguel 3025 mutters, shifting his gaze back to you.

miguel 2099's eyes narrow. “she's needed here.”

“don't tell me she's a workaholic.” miguel 3025 smirks. “and do you always keep such a tight grip on your helpers?”

both you and miguel 2099 look down to his hand wrapped around your arm, as he slightly loosens it, but doesn’t fully let go. a little ironic that this variant of himself was forcing his anger to its peak.

“y/n, you know you can step away if you want.” miguel 3025 says gently. miguel 2099's nose twitches. he said your name. why does he know your name?

in all honesty the back and forth is making you dizzy and a fraction lightheaded, you staying firmly on the feeling of ‘unsure’. “you do know you don’t have to stick around him, right?” still that sugary tone with you, that is making you feel even dizzier. and that’s when miguel 2099's grip tightens again, pulling you farther away from his carbon copy, making your breathing hitch.

“stop. talking. to. her.” your miguel grits out. and his tone is actually making you gulp.

“we’re working together. don’t make things difficult.” miguel 3025 says.

“oh i’m not the one being difficult.” miguel 2099 says, still keeping you in his hold.

“um…miguel?” you slowly ask. “hm?” both of them respond, earning their glaring match to continue.

“we should get to the anomalies.” you say, trying not to sound breathless at having miguel at such close proximity.

“yeah, that’s a good idea, y/n.” miguel 3025 says. your name…again. miguel 2099's mouth twitches in a snarl.

“we’re working. call her (your spider-persona name).” your miguel says.

“what would you like me to call you?” miguel 3025 asks you. “uh...i don’t mind.” you force a smile, trying to ease the heavy tension.

“she doesn’t mind.” miguel 3025 says to miguel 2099 almost like jab to his chest. and it does cut, making your miguel growl out “she’s not in the right headspace.”

“she seems fine to me.” miguel 3025 remarks.

“and how long have you known her? that’s right…just today.” miguel 2099 dryly states. “i've known her a lot longer than you.”

“yet you know nothing.” miguel 3025 says. “or you choose to ignore it. and why you would ever do that, i’m unsure.”

“what are talking about?” miguel 2099 asks. you stiffen. miguel 3025 doesn’t know that you…no…god, are you that obvious? you've managed to slightly step away from them both, not liking the heated gaze that resides behind both their red eyes.

miguel 3025 smirks. “oh well, suits me better.” his eyes look more hooded when they shift to you. your heart picks up. having two of them is pretty overwhelming in all fairness. this was definitely a bad idea taking on this mission.

“what are you saying?” miguel 2099 narrows his eyes.

“she likes you.” miguel 3025 says, and you look down to the floor, thoroughly embarrassed, as you curse silently at the speckles of dust lingering in the air. “and you either don’t like her back…” miguel is shifting closer to you, as you avoid all gazes. “which i can’t fathom why you wouldn’t.” your heart quickens at this.

“or you do like her back, and are choosing to ignore it. which again, i can’t fathom why you would.” miguel 3025 stops in front of you, and somewhat your miguel. “either way, she’s better off with someone…not too far from her type. right, cariño?” miguel 3025 is now much much closer to you.

but miguel 2099 doesn’t let you even consider making any form of a decision, grabbing the material of your suit as he pulls you much closer to him, making your breathing choke. miguel 3025 narrows his eyes, reaching to grab your wrist.

you feel like your in the middle of a pissing match. maybe they both just wanted to be the only miguel or some shit. but your emotions were genuinely everywhere, your body now in placement of a tug rope.

“let go.” miguel 2099 growls out, his grip on your suit material having shifted to your hip. all you can hear is the pulse in your ears. “do you not want me touching you, cariño?” miguel 3025 grabs your chin, moving it to look at him.

miguel 2099's hold is making your stomach contract. you felt surrounded by miguel. both miguel’s. miguel 3025's hand has slipped to your neck, grazing the tender skin, as he forces your head closer to him. “do you really think liking him will get you anywhere?” he quietly asks.

miguel 2099 scowls obviously hearing, hand now splayed across your stomach possessively. but thats when you manage to weave out from between them, stepping back as you breathe harder. "what is your guys' problem?" you sound exasperated. overwhelmed by both their intensities.

they both look to you. "no problem with you." miguel 3025 sweetly says again.

"no, i mean what is your problem with each other?" you ask slower, eyes narrowed. "i mean god, i don't really wanna be your guys tug rope. if you're pissed at each other please leave me out of it." because having them both so heated close to you was making very unholy thoughts fill your head.

"its kinda hard to do that." miguel 3025 says, making your brows furrow. you look to miguel 2099 seeing the same expression present. though his always seemed to remain darker.

you take a breath, thinking. "what if..." you bite your lip. "you both are rather competitive, right?" you look between them.

"if by competitive you mean easily able to beat him in anything...then yeah, i guess i am." miguel 2099 says, arms crossing, as he leans back against the old car in the warehouse.

miguel 3025 scoffs. "you were right. your boss is a little rude." this comment makes miguel 2099's claws extend.

you quickly speak further, actually feeling their tense attitudes in the air. "then how about we make a game? play a game. one where you can get all that tension out."

"a game?" miguel 2099's brows furrow.

"scared you'll lose?" miguel 3025 sneers.

you press your lips together. "yes, a game. just...i dunno...something straightforward where you can like..."prove who's better"." you put this in air quotes, because in all honesty you found it stupid. but you also knew that of they didn't get their tension out someway they wouldn't help each other when it was very much needed.

"and what game is that?" miguel 3025 asks, both their awaiting gazes on you. you pause. "well...i haven't gotten that far yet." you mutter.

"can we make it up. to suit our benefit better?" he continues to ask. you nod. "yeah, of course." just anything to get moving—you think to yourself.

"...i might have an idea." miguel 3025 slightly smirks earning the close attention of miguel 2099, who narrows his eyes on him. "come here." miguel 3025 beckons you closer.

you eye him, but do so, walking closer to them both. "i can referee if you want." you partially joke, feeling yourself sweat under both their gazes.

"no that's alright...i think we'll need you in a more...participating role." miguel 3025 says, staring down at you.

"no." miguel 2099 suddenly says. "not happening."

"you really must be scared of losing." miguel 3025 says, making your brows furrow in confusion.

"sorry, what's not happening?" you ask, shifting your gaze between them.

"it's happening." miguel 3025 narrows his gaze on miguel 2099 silently communicating something. miguel 2099's jaw clenches. "it'll only prove." miguel 3025 points out.

you keep darting your gaze between them. and it seems miguel 2099 finally agrees to something. what? you're unsure. that's when they both shift their gaze to you, making you stiffen.

"we know a game." miguel 3025 says to you. "but you're gonna have to agree, because well...you're a big part of it." you're still confused but desperate to get a move on so you nod. "yeah, sure whatever it is, i can help."

miguel 3025's smirk widens. you probably should have put more consideration and thought into your words. but now it's far too late. you gulp, your spit salivating your tongue, as miguel 3025 leans closer to your ear. “what’s the game called?” you ask.

“it doesn’t really have a name…but it’s where we take turns…me and my variant.” miguel 3025 says, earning miguel 2099 to scoff and mutter “other way round.”

“…to prove that we’re the better one.” miguel 3025 is continuing. “by…touching you…" his whispers are making your brain suffocate and die, along with your normal functions. your mouth opens and closes without voice.

though miguel 2099 doesn’t like the thought of his carbon copy touching you, his competitive side is shining bright, wanting to prove to you that he was the better miguel. they both wait for your answer, you having just realised they wanted one from you. “that's...all?”

“mhm.” miguel 3025 hums, with a nod, before pausing. "well, that's all we'll do, but there are some rules. every good game should have them."

you wait in tense patience as he lists them in your ear. "our utmost goal, and way of winning, is by making you cum, carino." your heart stops. "just with our hands...and mouths..." he grins. "and whoever gets you to reach your high the quickest will win. that's simple enough isn't it?"

you’re breathing harder, heavier. simple. yeah sure. because you can't seem to wrap around the fact that they want to use you as...oh god. "so it was very sweet of you to agree so quickly." miguel 3025 lowly chuckles, making your skin prickle.

“sadly we don’t have a proper bed to make you comfortable…” miguel 3025 says, clearly wanting to go first, as he tugs your suit closer. miguel 2099 watches miguel 3025's hand drift up your body. maybe this was a bad idea. because though miguel 2099 was competitive, he was also prone to jealousy. and god was it hitting him full force right now, as he watched a variant of himself glide his hand up to your face.

“you’re a very pretty girl, you know that y/n?” miguel 3025 says, beginning to place soft kisses to your neck, drawing your suit down. you feel like you can’t breath at the touch of miguel’s lips. even if it was only a variant.

“um...thank you...” you manage as more do a question as he begins to lick at your skin, picking you up to place you on the boot of the old car, his hands making your legs spread around him as he sucked on your neck harder.

miguel 2099 watched, his suit aching painfully at the sight of your opening mouth, and spread legs. miguel 3025's hand has moved to remove your suit, pulling it down to reveal a bra you always wore underneath. miguel 3025 was about to move to your lips when miguel 2099 spoke.

“no kissing. that should be a rule.”

miguel 3025 shifts his gaze to his variant. “really?”

“the game is to make her cum, nothing extra.” his vulgar words affect you a little too much as miguel 3025 mutters in spanish but moves his lips back to your neck and jaw, as his hand dips into your suit.

miguel 2099 couldn’t help but subtly palm himself, his breathing heavier as he watched you two. having you so…vulnerable...and...willing...is making his cock twitch.

miguel 3025's hand has found your inner thigh inside your suit, as he mutters compliments against the skin of your collarbone. you bite your lip, keeping a gasp down as he finds your covered pussy. miguel 3025 smirks. “already dripping? how cute…” he coos.

he begins to rub you in circles and the air gets heavier. your little noises reaching both miguel’s ears. “don’t forget the time limit.” miguel 2099 says, clenching his jaw as he sees his variants hand in your suit, getting you to make those pretty sounds.

“don’t act jealous now…” miguel 3025 breathes out, bypassing your panties to reach your wetness as he hums in satisfaction, your hips slightly shifting as your legs widen. he moves to place more open-mouthed kisses to your neck and chest, leaving marks that make miguel 2099 grit his teeth.

“why would he ever say no to you.” miguel 3025 mutters by your ear, licking your earlobe, his fangs grazing soon after, making you shiver. his fingers have moved to tease your entrance, and you hate to say how desperate you are to feel them inside you.

and when he slips two in, a mix of a whine and gasp leaves you, making both miguels’ ache in their suits, their eyes almost glowing. miguel 3025 curves his fingers inside you beginning to thrust, allowing obscene sounds to fill the abandoned warehouse.

“you’re gonna lose.” miguel 2099 comments, trying not to sound as breathless as he is. miguel 3025 chuckles, thrusting harder up into you. “but she’s clenching around me so well. she doesn’t seem that far at all…” he leans back to your jaw and cheek, so close to your lips. “isn’t that right, cariño?”

all you can do is whimper out a mumbled response as your head lolls to the side, eyes screwing shut at the nearing high. he quickens his fingers inside you making your hips slightly grind. “oh—oh god—“ and in one last plea that earns both of their attentions you moan out their name. “oh…miguel…”

they can’t remove their gazes from you as you reach your peak, eyes rolling closed as miguel 3025's fingers help you through your orgasm, leaving you panting. when he draws away leaving one last kiss to your collarbone, he looks down at all the marks he’s left, but miguel 2099 is quick to grab you away, making your legs wrap around his torso, as his back hits back against the car, his hands holding you up as his lips suck right over where miguel 3025 had marked you.

you gasp at the fast movement, as he whispers by your ear. “you’re gonna cum faster f’me, aren’t you? come on, you should be a good little helper and let me win.” he licks at his newer, harsher bruises, making sure his stood out more over his carbon copies’.

then miguel 2099 is taking your suit completely off, leaving you bare to the eyes of the now hungry miguel’s. miguel 3025 watches as miguel 2099's hand moves down to your soaked pussy immediately sinking three fingers in making you choke a gasp. “shh…you can take it…needa one up him don’t i?”

he thrusts hard up into you, supporting you around his waist by a solid hand to your ass, as you whimper and groan. now you were dizzy. overwhelmed is probably too simple of a word though. because as miguel makes you reach your second high, you swear you can only see stars.

but then miguel 2099 just can’t help himself, his lips smashing against yours as you moan into the kiss, his fingers slowly drawing out of you, covered in your arousal. dirty. this whole situation was dirty. but you couldn’t find it in yourself to stop as you kiss him back.

miguel 3025's lips twitch up in a snarl. ‘no kissing’ huh? “since you broke a rule, i won.” he says stepping closer to you both. you break the kiss glancing behind you, and that’s when miguel 3025 takes his chance, capturing your lips in a heated kiss of his own.

“the game was to see who made her cum quicker. i won that.” miguel 2099 bites out.

and though the game is over miguel 2099 hasn’t dropped you to the floor, and miguel 3025 hasn’t stopped using his tongue to play with yours. “dios…i cant—“ he partially breaks away from your lips, all swollen and red now.

he presses his body up against your back, your legs still being held by miguel 2099. miguel 3025's lips now attached to the side of your neck. “since we can’t decide who won…does that mean we both get a prize?”