#supercvnts

     Los Angeles could have improved a little better, but nothing is more satisfying than to have the organization like the Church of Gibborim to help Jack in his campaign. Jack’s not a religious person to say the least. He only believes that he has a support group that will follow his political rise in the office. In addition, he also has PRIDE to help him out getting some votes in. But he was just getting started. See, unlike any other candidate that is running for either party, Jack feels something entirely different, as he sees the world closed off from anything sexual and the repressed must be let out. Not only that, he is a nudist himself. But no one knows that he has a distinct super power. Attractive, built, and a voice to speak, the voting season is around the corner. But something came up. He done doing his speech with the spectators, who looked oddly dazed and was heading back to the office when he saw something glimmering in the dumpster. He went over to speculate as he sees twin gauntlets. Has someone dumped these? Upon closer inspection, he takes the gauntlets, putting one of them on. Not until someone behind the naked man blurted out something, causing Jack to turn with a grin. “Finders keepers, I suppose.”

“You sure about that, Spidey? Because those cute little cheeks of yours look pretty damn rosy right about now...” Tony smirks, reaching out to graze the younger man’s peach-soft face. “Come on, you can admit it to me. I won’t judge you too hard.”

“that’s worth a lot of money, if you break it I’ll have no other choice but to spank you.”

Having Venom with him offered Eddie multiple bright sides. One of which was being able to scale a building and climb into his boyfriend’s room undetected. He smiled to himself seeing Peter fast asleep in his bed, and he carefully pulled the younger’s covers back so he could settle behind him. He wrapped an arm around the smaller male, pulling his back flush against his chest, and then his hand slipped down into his pajama pants.

Clint grinned "What can I say Doc? I like my nicknames to be accurate. Plus... I like when you get all flustered."

Scott had thought this was a bad idea. Well after he found out about it. Scott didn’t even know what the app was a first Stiles, had signed him up for it as a joke creating a profile with his pics and stats and everything without his knowledge. he din’t even know the app was on his phone until the notifications started popping up. “Boy, were there plenty. Apparently, a lot of dues who wanted to ride his crooked jaw. Including these two a pair of twins named Tommy and Billy who he was supposed to be meeting. They weren’t there yet and Scott had a feeling he’d been stood up. He should’ve listened to his gut and not used that stupid app. He sighed and decided to give them five more minutes.

      “uhh… you didn’t just see me take my mask off, right?”    

“Relax, Peter.” The man said, shifting back into his trademarked Hulkling form. “What are you even doing out here?” Teddy asked, leaning against the wall. “From what I remember, Chelsea is not your usual hangout.” He said, crossing his arms over his large chest.