Chapter 19: Answers

Chapter 19: Answers

A/N: Here's the new Chapter! Which also means the next four chapters are up on my Patreon for early access as well as the chance to vote on the direction of the story!

Thaddeus and Gwen have a chat, which naturally results in Gwen doing her best to stick her tongue down Thad's throat.

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As Gwen Stacy stands before him, arms crossed over her chest and brow furrowed in suspicion and consternation, Thaddeus is briefly tempted to match her energy. For a moment, he considers crossing his own arms over his own chest and throwing her question right back in her face. Who was she? What did she want from him?

The only problem is... that would be disingenuous. Because Thaddeus isn’t the embodiment of the dumb jock stereotype anymore, which means he’s smart enough to pick up on context clues. He can literally see that Gwen isn’t lying when she questions who he is. She has no idea what he’s really capable of. Which means he’d been way off base this entire time when it came to her. He’d thought just because his floor had an X-Men Room and a Brotherhood Room that Gwen and Doreen’s room HAD to be some sort of third group running surveillance on him.

But while it was possible that unassuming Doreen was still some sort of spy, brash and independent Gwen definitely wasn’t. And that meant Thaddeus was the asshole here, just a little bit.

All of this runs through his head in half a moment, long before Gwen can start to get annoyed at his lack of answer. And with that, Thaddeus makes his decision.

“I’m exactly who I’ve said I am, Gwen. I’m a football quarterback from a small town who got into ESU on the back of a football scholarship. However... I’m also a mutant.”

Gwen’s eyes widen slightly at that revelation. And then they furrow again.

“Okay... and? Did you think I would judge you or something?”

Thaddeus lets out a laugh at that, amused by Gwen’s reaction. On the one hand, no... he didn’t think she would judge him. On the other hand...

“Gwen, I’m a football quarterback from a small town. If they’d found out I was a mutant... it’d be like them finding out I was gay.”

Maybe not quite as bad as all that, but discrimination against mutants was still pretty bad, especially in smaller, more insular communities. He sees the realization dawn on Gwen’s face, her eyes widening slightly before she scowls a bit. But she’s not scowling at him, she’s scowling on his behalf, cute as that is.

“... I hadn’t thought about it like that.”

A beat of silence hangs between them for a moment before Thaddeus clears his throat.

“So... what’s your deal, exactly? Are you a mutant too?”

Gwen blinks at that, before flushing as she realizes where they are and how she already revealed herself. Looking around the otherwise empty rooftop for a moment, the blonde huffs before shaking her head.

“Err... no. Spider Bite, actually.”

Wait, what? Thaddeus tilts his head in honest confusion, causing Gwen to huff a little as she explains.

“I got bitten by a genetically engineered spider, okay? It may have even been... radioactive. So when it bit me, instead of killing me, it kind of sort of gave me superpowers.”

That was... ridiculous. But also kind of not that surprising, given some of the public stories of how some superheroes got their powers. In fact, radiation was a big one. There were the Fantastic Four, who had been exposed to cosmic radiation, and the Hulk, who was exposed to gamma radiation. So... yeah. Radioactive Spider? Kind of made more sense than it should have in their crazy world. And Thaddeus still couldn’t detect any hint of deceit from Gwen. Either she was the best liar he’d ever met, or she was telling the truth.

Even still, he can’t help the slightly teasing tone his voice takes as he gives Gwen a deadpan stare.

“A spider bite... gave you superpowers.”

Gwen flushes and scowls at him, no doubt picking up on the fact that he’s messing with her.

“Yes, okay! I’ve got the whole spider package or whatever! Superhuman everything, plus I can walk on walls if I want to. Look, it could be worse right? At least I wasn’t bitten by some Radioactive Squirrel or something!”

That one does actually startle a laugh of disbelief from Thaddeus as he looks at Gwen askance.

“Radioactive Squirrel?!”

The blonde nods her head enthusiastically.

“What? Do you mind control the girls you get with or something? Do your pheromones addict us to your presence? Because that might explain why I feel so drawn to you.”

Wait, what? Thaddeus shakes his head incredulously.

“No! I mean... god I hope not! But no, I’m pretty sure that can’t be it... if it was, I would have a lot of very addicted, very obsessed fangirls from back in my home town calling or maybe even following me to New York.”

He’d had sex multiple times with almost every girl worth fucking back in the small town where he’d been born. And while they’d all loved coming back for more, none had seemed addicted to it, thankfully. And none had come after him yet here either, so he didn’t think he’d mind controlled anyone. That said...

“However, that’s not to say my mutation won’t make you want to fuck me more. Because... I don’t just get boosts from enhanced women. I get lesser versions of their abilities... and THEY get boosts to their powers too. Presumably permanent. So basically, the more we fuck, the more I’ll get your... everything and the stronger you’ll become in turn.”

The more he’d talked, the stiller Gwen had become. Her eyes are wide as saucers as she looks up at him and her mouth is wide open.

“That’s... a little bit more than sex powers, Thaddeus. A lot more, actually.”

Raising an eyebrow, Thaddeus shrugs.

“Which is why I told you before anything could happen, seeing as it’s clear you want to jump my ‘super studly’ body right here, right now.”

Gwen blushes and pulls her hand back, as if just realizing how fast and hard she was coming onto him there. The blonde superheroine looks off to the side, out at all of the lights that are coming on as night falls.

“... Yeah. I appreciate the full disclosure.”

Well, it’s not technically full disclosure. There’s still a lot that Thaddeus isn’t telling Gwen. But to be fair, he’s sure there’s plenty she’s not telling him as well. Like, obviously he’s already deduced that she’s Spider-Woman, but he’s sure she has plenty of other secrets she’s keeping. And that’s perfectly okay. They both barely know each other. It would be unreasonable to demand their whole life stories of one another right here and right now.

Letting out a sigh, Gwen throws him a rueful grin and yet another look up and down his figure.

“Mm... I really shouldn’t. Not because of the details... so long as there’s plenty of give and take, I don’t mind if you get stronger off of me. Sounds like I’d get stronger too. But... I should be out there. Patrolling. You’re right, I wasn’t just going for a run.”

Thaddeus inclines his head at the tacit admission of her secret identity.

“Someone waiting for you then? Don’t let me keep you.”

Sure, he could push for her to take the night off and fuck him instead of protecting the city, but Thaddeus wasn’t inclined to do that. He could tell already that Gwen wanted him, so really it was only a matter of time. Better to wait for a moment when she was free then try and force the issue here and now and have her resent him. No, she could go do her heroing and they would reconnect later and-

“Ah to hell with it.”

Thaddeus’ eyes widen as Gwen suddenly lunges forward and wraps her arms around his neck, going up on her tip toes in order to slam her lips into his lips. His hands immediately go to her hips to anchor her in place, even as they begin to kiss quite heatedly. There’s nothing chaste about it either, their tongues are immediately in play with Gwen getting pretty wild right off the bat and Thaddeus having to do everything in his power to keep up.

When they finally pull apart for air, there’s a strand of saliva connecting their tongues to showcase just how intense it got, even as Gwen stares at Thaddeus with lidded eyes.

“Nah. Nobody waiting for me except the scum of this city. And I’ll be honest... I’d much rather take the night off and spend it with you then with them, Mister Cummings.”

Thaddeus winces at that. How had she...? Gwen laughs at the look on his face.

“What? Didn’t think I’d look into you at all after our first meeting? Consider that payback for calling me Gwendolyn earlier. Now... fuck me already, you sexy fucking bastard.”

Well, if Thaddeus was waiting for a clear signal, that was about as clear as it fucking got, wasn’t it? That said... did he really want to fuck her up here on this rooftop? Or would it be better to try and get them back to his dorm room? Or perhaps a nearby hotel instead, to let the rest of the dorm have a ‘night off’ from the noise?

He needed to decide soon. Gwen was looking particularly ravenous and giving off the impression that she would decide for him if he didn’t get a move on.

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