Spider-Man. The House Of Venom

Liv and Gwen had made up several tins of pheromone cream. Each one holding different concentrations of the chemicals Peter gave off.

While she and the rest had fun making a lot of P jokes, everyone knew how serious the situation was. Something like this was going to change things and maybe not for the better.

“It’s simple. Pete produces a pheromone that spikes our sex drives. It drives the Symbiotes crazy and makes sex with him amazingly good.” Gwen stated.

She had taken several different strengths of the cream and given one to everyone. Even Peter took one. Liv had shaken her head. She barely had any feeling just above her waist and felt it would be pointless. She didn't want to admit that she already knew it affected her.

After heading into their own homes they all emerged a while later, red-faced and grinning.

“So what do we do about it though? I mean, I didn’t mean it, I didn’t even know I could. Isn't that one of your powers?” Peter sat looking guilty.

The cream hadn’t done anything for him. He still enjoyed listening to the moans and cries of the three in the other homes.

Even Felicia had grabbed a tin from Gwen. Stating that it must be the stupid pheromone that made her this morning. Peter let her use his home, while he was the easiest of the three to try out the cream Felicia wanted some privacy.

"But," Gwen added, "we talked. Away from the warehouse, away from Pete. While it makes sex better it just makes us more receptive to his advances. Even Felicia had to admit that it's only reinforcing what was already there." Gwen smiled trying to reassure Peter. "This isn't some rapey evil drug. It's just like a normal pheromone. It only works to attract not control, so stop looking like that Pete, you weren't roofying us, okay?"

While he smiled it wasn't his usual. No one liked being told they'd been subtly influencing the people around them. It was still a drug, it didn't matter if he meant it or not.

“I mean. It was great, really really great but it felt the same as when we had sex with you Pete. It was like you were there." Gwen threw her hands up in frustration. "Pete, please. Stop looking like that, please.”

Peter was unsure of how exactly to feel. His problem wasn't making them receptive to him. It was the drugging aspect. “But, it still makes you want to have sex with me. Not the Symbiotes, not plain old Peter but a chemical. Something that makes you,” and he made finger quotes, “crave sex.”

Gwen sighed, “no, that’s not right. Shit Pete, I crave pizza but I’m not going to fuck one. So you smell great, you taste great, and it feels great, so what? Am I some junkie that joneses for your dick? No. Am I really happy when you slam it into me? Yes, I am, like when I eat a good pizza or a great burger, so stop, it’s not bad. It's an aphrodisiac Pete, not mind control.”

Although she wasn’t part of the group, Liv was there. “Peter. I helped analyse the cream.” she raised an eyebrow, “using some of my machines. There are no addictive or hallucinogenic qualities. It's a pheromone. I did tell you that the Symbiotes use chemical communications. This is just more evidence of that.”

Peter didn’t look convinced though.

“There is also the other issue. Miss Hardy was antagonistic was she not?” Liv asked and Peter looked over at Felicia and nodded, “Because she was angry at you, Huntress responded. The pheromone is not just for arousal. She antagonised you and you responded.”

“So, fight or fight?” He asked.

Felicia laughed, “Yeah, forgot one F there, Pete.”

Peter just smirked and raised an eyebrow at her, “oh that last F was pretty unforgettable.”

The group could only laugh, as they were well aware of what was happening every night.

“Are you sure though?” MJ asked, “I mean, you’re sleeping in his bed.”

Liv laughed, “my point exactly. Would I?” she paused though, as Gwen gave her a very pointed look, but Liv ignored her. “I would. I have had a drought, so to speak, and Peter is very attractive. But am I going to suddenly devolve into a sex-craving ravenous beast and attack him? No.”

“So, you want to but won't?” Felicia asked.

“It's a nice smell. A warm tingle and well, considering what happened this morning, I would say I am probably the only one who won't.” Liv admitted.

Felicia pondered what Liv said. When she visited, it was there. A warm comforting smell. She had thought it was candles or something in the air con, but it wasn’t. It made sense now. When she was here, she was happy, content and most of all horny. She didn’t care Gwen was dating Peter, didn’t care they had sex in the shower. It was when she went home the doubts crept in. It was at home she felt lost and unsure.

She looked at Gwen who shrugged, “don’t care, we’ll uh, just.”

MJ interrupted, “no sex at the breakfast table.”

Peter laughed, “fine, so it's not bad. Okay, just you know.”

MJ came over and sat on his lap, moving her hand and running her fingers through his hair. "It's fine Peter, even after being outside, where we couldn't smell it, we knew. You never made us do anything we didn't want to do. If I was going to have sex with someone, it would be you." MJ leaned into him. "it's always been you.”

She stared at him, wishing he would just understand. "Peter, look, you had sex with all three of us this morning. Sex is amazing, cream stuff or not. We want you, dorky stupid stop fucking arguing Peter Parker. You, Gwen, and I were all here before the Symbiote thing started, before anything. We both liked you well before that, just, you know, life got in the way.”

“So. Scent-based powers that can cause a reaction in susceptible individuals?” Peter asked.

“In a nutshell yes,” Liv answered and Gwen nodded as well.

MJ sighed, "That's not all the talk is about though. Look, I get the attraction I do but this," she motioned to the five of them, "this is getting out of hand."

Gwen agreed. "How exactly do I tell people I'm in a relationship with one guy and two other women? My dad will freak out if he hears you’re sleeping with MJ, let alone Felicia as well."

Peter frowned, "wait, you guys are upset because you have to tell people  I've got three girlfriends? not because I've got three girlfriends?" suddenly he was feeling a lot better about the situation. "Look, I don't know, it's not like I thought one day hey you know what? let's get three girlfriends."

Felicia had to admit to herself that if there was one guy, it would be Parker.

While he was dorky and too introverted for her tastes, he was still kind and nice to her. Plus the whole muscles thing made him surprisingly hot. He wasn't built like a bodybuilder, just smooth and, she paused.

Oh, shut the hell up, Huntress.

You lost, we now belong to Peter, have him fill us again.

Does it, make me?

Huntress laughed, It makes nothing., You smell him and desire him, nothing more. Gwen is right, You wished it, not him, not his scent. You. Now stop complaining.

MJ rolled her eyes, "not helping Felicia,"

Felicia added, not helping either Huntress.

Gwen looked at Felicia. “I don’t get your problem. I’m Bi, not straight, not gay but Bi. Bi Felicia. I like men and women. So? Just admit you do too. It’s not a contest of who gets the biggest rainbow.”

It was Felicia's turn to throw something at Gwen.

Felicia herself knew that it was Huntress affecting her hormones. Everything she had read, was straight or gay. Bisexual was ‘just confused’ or another word for slut.

We want the Peter, you want the Peter, don't fight it.

While Huntress was right she still had her guard up. Her father drilled it into her. Any weakness could be used against you, and in High School, she had watched |Flash mercilessly bully kids who even had a hint of being gay.

"That's not fair Gwen. Once." She paused, “there was only Pete.”

This was why. She was tired of hearing the ‘you just need a dick and you'll like guys’ talk from the girls at school. She'd tried so hard to hide her feelings but still, someone found out and she endured, and now, she got the same from Gwen.

"Okay, enough," Peter interrupted the pair’s bickering. "Look it's strange enough the four of us without arguing. So get it all out right now. I've no problems with any of that. Let's wait to see what's going to happen though. Felicia, no one should argue that you’re not gay. Sex once with one guy doesn't make you straight. It's still your life, it's still your body. If you want to stay that way it's fine, no one is forcing anyone to do anything they don't want to okay?"

"Fine fine, I liked it, this is weird as shit but yeah I liked it. I'm willing, just no, no pushing it okay?" Felicia added.

If it was just Pete,

Mmmm, yes, take him, take them all, Huntress purred.

Gwen came over and rubbed a hand on Felicia's shoulder, "Sorry okay. I’m still a bit mad you bailed on me. My dad is already up my ass about living here. He was fine with meeting you, it's just Pete he doesn’t like."

Peter shook his head though, “uh no, look two guys tried to kill you yesterday, I'm not letting anyone know you’re here. Not till we know it's safe, not until we know no one else is going to come looking for you. Once that's settled then we can discuss this again.”

“Shit,” Felicia swore as the severity of the situation came crashing down on her. “Uh, I can stay, right? I mean, I can’t go home.” 

Peter nodded, “Plenty of space. Liv’s with me because she needs care, but if you want one, pick and I’ll fix it up.” He motioned to the offices on the other side of the warehouse.

"MJ?" Peter asked,

She sipped on her coffee, "Oh I'm with you Tiger. As for these two, don't care. It's not up to me what they want, I only care if I'm happy and that your happy, sorry Gwen," and she shrugged,

Gwen looked disappointed, but as she frowned, "it's not like we can do anything about it huh, but yeah, happy too. Fel?"

"Fel huh, straight to the cutesy name," Peter snorted,

"I like Fel," MJ said,

But even as Felicia shook her head "Yeah, me too, and sure, it works for me."

Of course, Peter was fine with it. Right now he realised he was sleeping with the three most attractive women in the school. He never once imagined that he'd ever date one of them, let alone them all.

"So, uh, are you guys fine? I mean, I'm the only guy here and, you know, I don't like the idea of you seeing another man," Peter asked warily.

"You don’t mind me and Gwen?" Felicia asked.

Peter had thought about it before. He hadn't minded when Felicia stayed over so it wasn't any different now. This morning hadn't been bad. It had been amazing. It wasn’t the first time he had thought about having all three at once.

Felicia shrugged, "Just wanted to be sure, you know, still not sure about this.”

Felicia knew she enjoyed this morning and wanted more, but as she looked at Gwen she knew she wanted that even more. She needed time to figure things out and hoped the trio would be understanding enough to give her that.

"Yeah, uh, Gwen, I feel the same way," MJ added. "I don't mind if you three do things, but, yeah, I'd like Peter alone," and Gwen sighed. “Oh behave Gwen. You know I don’t see you that way, maybe once in a while, like before but, nothing more.”

Gwen nodded, “yeah, that's fine with me. No guys, just MJ, Fel, and Pete," she shrugged, "it's good," and they all nodded, slightly awkwardly but happier for it.

Everyone agreed and then split apart.

Gwen and MJ both changed before heading to work.

Felicia was still recovering from her ordeal and headed into Gwen's home and went back to bed. She was still reeling from this morning and wanted to sort her feelings out. Alone.

Peter was left with Liv.

“I know you’re not part of it, but are you okay?”

Liv laughed, “sorry Peter. It’s been so long since anyone ever asked,” she snorted, ”or cared.”

Peter smiled sadly, “I know.”

Liv interrupted him, “yes. Enough of the sad old women bit.” She smiled but when she took a breath, it vanished. ”There are things I cannot tell you. The harness probably burnt parts of my brain away. Forever locking some things behind a wall of unpleasantness. But.” Liv straightened up, “I can tell you what I know about the harness. What I know about the symbiotes, and I can tutor both you and Miss Stacy.” She looked hopefully at Peter, “if you’ll let me.”

Peter patted the back of her hand, “I’ll move one of the offices down here, so you can work. And uh,” he looked down, “find a better chair for you.”

Liv smiled, “that would be wonderful. Can you help me? I'm feeling quite tired after all this excitement.”

Peter nodded and lifted Liv. The healing took a lot out of her, and for the past few days, she had slept before waking from nightmares. She was physically and mentally exhausted. A part of Peter had wished the group had waited before having the little chat.

Today had been strange. It started with a talk he'd thought would be about manipulating them into sex. In the end, he now had three girlfriends and an open invitation to their beds. It was weird, but as he thought about it, so damn awesome.

He hummed as he started to sketch a big huge bed and shook his head. with what Aunt May had said. Make sure everyone has their own space.

There were four empty homes, and he could easily fill out both with furniture. Livs would need ramps and a more open-plan feel. Lower counters and he began to browse the internet.

A list was made, and a second-hand chair was bought and would be here tomorrow, but he did have another job to do.

Since the accident, he hadn't heard anything from the junkyard. While he was hesitant to go there he wanted it over and done with. He'd rather have an awkward conversation in the street than drag the mess here. While Felicia wasn’t wanted by the police, he was sure that Norman would be very interested in where Liv was. It was a risk he was unwilling to take.

He wondered if there would be any more additions to the ever-growing circle of women. It was nice to have a family, nice to have company at night, and he loved the sex, he admitted to himself that he loved the sex. He shook his head at the thought. Being greedy would cause problems, and until everyone was settled, could end everything.

Making sure both Liv and Felicia were happily asleep, he got around to the one task he really didn't want to do.

As he arrived at the junkyard it was covered in police tape. A CSI had shooed him away after taking a very short statement. His mentioning Gwen Stacy had rung an alarm bell. He was shepherded out of the crime scene. Given a very brief interview and let go. Officer Vasquez had kept his word.

He had signed a statement saying he was nowhere near the junkyard when it exploded. His work hours ended at five so there was no reason for anyone to doubt him. He was a nobody in the scheme of things here. It didn't matter that Alexsi was connected to the mob. Peter's name wasn't on the list of known associates.

Nobody cared or even suspected that a high school student was there. It was extra paperwork and Peter was a footnote in their investigations.

So much so that when George Stacy received the report on Aleksei’s death, he missed Peter's name.