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Part of him wished he could see if Spider-Man was also attractive. Something told Bryce that he was, though. The spandex left little to the imagination as far as the other man’s body went. It was a nice thing to look at if he was being honest with himself. Perhaps they could revisit the topic of Spider-Man’s face at a later date. For now, Bryce just appreciated being able to talk about the more tragic part about his past with someone else. “Honestly? Same. I try to make sure I’m always doing what they’d be happy with. I want to make them proud, too.” It was a relief to hear someone’s sentiments echoing his own. It seemed he had more in common with his favorite hero than he realized. The change in topic was also welcomed by Bryce. “A heater?” Bryce asked with a smile was visible to the other man. “My suit gets a little hot. A little sweaty in the morning after I’ve been out. But it’s nothing a shower can’t fix.” Perhaps if he got in better with Spider-Man he’d also be able to make some adjustments to his suit. 

Shit. Eddie could stand a little pinch—well, he could only stand so much. But still, he could put up a little resistance; huff up. Grunt. And with his focus a little more forced, he was at least holding up. Close call. But a mouth. “F-fuck, Peter!” Eddie gasped, chest swelling up, pushing more against the mouth that got his nipple as he jerked on; arm flexing as he tried to maneuver the controller. “—th—s f-ucking cheating—” he grunted on, but he could only squirm a little, his own body enjoying the warmth as he was being spoiled by his fucking boyfriend while in a game. And with that lowering touch, his proud pecs bounced as he tensed, feeling the warmth crawl down and pool into this growing heat between his legs that all he could do is clench. Shit.

A gun shot, and Eddie found his bearings a little, tilting his body as he grunted on. “—a-and if I lose?” Eddie continued on, taking down an enemy with a grenade.

[ ✨ ] ⟶ yes, he was stuck with the boy – at least for now. quentin could learn to be a team player if the job called it of him. he had already become new expert at keeping his own motives and goals personal and a secret. “stuck with you, right – was that intended to be pun, sticky?” quentin offered with a lame smile. his analytical brain wasn’t quite adept at making jokes, but in favor of blending in, he tried nonetheless. chuckling low in his throat, he regarded the other carefully. peter wasn’t so bad, even if he had simply become a means to an end, quentin hated the thought of letting the boy stray too far – lest he get in the way of the greater machinations that quentin had put into motion long prior. “my powers?” he asked, raising a brow. wasn’t he a curious little thing? fortunately for the older man, he was “they manifested before my world was destroyed –” he began. “the ones i loved were in danger and  – poof. powers.” quentin wiggled his fingers to signify magic. it was a lie, to be certain, but he liked to think that it was believable, at least. he paused just long enough to take another long sip of the coffee peter had brought him. “and you? science experiment gone awry?”

[ 🕷 ] ━━ Peter smiled, “I didn’t even plan on that being a pun that time. When you talk in nothing but quips and one-liners during fights I guess it sorta just slips out.” Quentin had a laugh that slid out of his throat like velvet. Even the sound alone was enough to send shivers down his spine. That haphazard explanation was enough for Peter. When faced with insurmountable odds the human body was capable of the impossible. Manifesting super powers wasn’t unheard of and there were plenty of mutants that could attest to that. “Nah, I wish it was that cool. I got bit by a radioactive spider. Which isn’t as cool as them suddenly popping up under tremendous pressure.” Peter held his hands out, looking down at the web-shooters attached to his suit. “In retrospect I probably shoulda freaked out about being bit by a spider. But I didn’t. Even if I felt like I was gonna die.” Peter admitted, reaching up to rub the nape of his neck. “When I woke up the next day I was a new person. I didn’t need glasses anymore and I could lift a truck all by myself. It was wild.” He sighed fondly. Back then he didn’t have to worry about stopping elementals that were bent on destroying the world. “When this is all said and done do you wanna hang out in New York? I can show you the sights and sounds. Considering that you’re from a different universe it’ll be so cool.”