Peter put down the last scroll in the box. It was tough going but no harder than reading any other dry boring thousand year old book on laws about things that barely even existed let alone applied to modern living, but tradition was tradition, and if Shuri needed him to read hundreds of these, then he would. Sighing as he ran a hand through his hair, he could still hear the trio in the bathhouse having fun, but there was one last issue to be dealt with.

He dialled and Shuri appeared back on the screen,

“I do not mean to be rude, but you do not have to tell me when you finish,” she said with a grin and Peter laughed and shook his head,

“Emma.” was all he said and Shuri nodded,

“I am aware. Liv does keep me up to date with your life when you are too busy to, and we are still committed to what we said. Jean is acceptable, but you take on too many. Can you support everyone, and I don't mean financially Peter. There is still a toll if someone is feeling left out, still a question of time, even if the feelings run deep.”

Peter nodded, “I know, Emma is different though, she uh,” and he took a breath and sighed, “she wants to be involved, get the whole package deal but none of the responsibility. No marriage, just doing whatever she wants.”

Shuri leaned back, “As yet you refuse my Dora? I thought Peter Parker was over such casual flings. A mistress, we might as well call it what it is, she wants to be your mistress and to be pampered. How do the others feel?”

“Felicia and Emma have been a thing for a while now, it was just me resisting, You might want to bring that up with her, she has her own little group I'm not part of. Her, Gwen, Elektra and Emma, Cindy might get involved, oh and Friday, but I'm really not touching that one.”

Friday was like a young girl, naive and innocent. She made jokes about it but Peter was slightly creeped out about just how young she actually felt when he talked to her. Physically she looked the same age as MJ but mentally was another matter.

“We have no issue with mistresses Peter, as long as they are aware that is all they shall be. And do I expect more?“ Shuri asked him,

Peter shook his head, “The only person I don't know anything about is Nakia, but,” and he shrugged, “She was nice, but I don't feel it.”

Shuri rubbed a hand over her forehead, “I did not say this as it was not my place to, but you are right. Nakia is your assigned guard as she is upset with T’Challa. They were to be wed but he decided on only one wife. Choosing Okoye. She is heartbroken.”

Peter swore under his breath and Shuri nodded, “exactly. The only one I wish to bring to the fold would be Ororo, but she is also hesitant. I will call Felicia and we already know Miss Natchios, she is well known for her deeds.”

“So, Emma is fine?” and Shuri nodded,

“As long as you allow me the same respect.” but Peter frowned,

“Can I be selfish and say no men?” and Shuri laughed,

“Such hypocrisy, but yes. We are satisfied with just one man, and his many smaller plastic substitutes.”

Peter smiled and shook his head, “yeah, call Gwen, she got a synthetic symbskin one made, Lil Pete now comes as realistic flesh textures, and from what I've heard, it's almost like the real thing.”

Shuri raised an eyebrow, “almost?” 

Peter laughed, “Gwen’s working on one that cums on command. Her sex toy range is almost as large as her cosmetic line.”

Shuri laughed and it made Peter happy to see her smiling, with M’Baku and the Sentinels she had been doing it less and less. “I will order at least two, maybe I can entice Ororo with one until she decides she wants the real thing.”

Peter chuckled and shook his head, “Definitely the luckiest man alive.” and as Shuri leant forwards she smiled at him,

“And I shall make sure you never forget it. Take care, my heart and I will talk to Felicia later.” She blew him a kiss and he smiled and returned it,

“Love you.” and the call ended,

The red flag was out in the bathhouse, but while the curtain was drawn and the trio were being as quiet as possible they still heard him approach and still heard him rap gently on the small knocker board he had installed. He wouldn't enter but being able to get the attention of someone inside sometimes meant interrupting what they were doing.

“Good timing. Grab a bottle of wine would you dear, we drank all the bottles in here,” Liv shouted, “Oh and you can change the flag. Put the yellow one up.”

A new flag had been added, yellow meant Peter was in there, and it was an unspoken rule that it meant he was having sex. He smiled and grabbed a bottle from the storage he entered.

Liv, Gwen, and Jean were all sitting in the pool, Jean and Gwen on each side of a very red and happy looking Liv. None were clothed and Peter took a moment to appreciate their figures. Popping the cork he poured the sparkling sweet white into each glass but wasn’t in the mood and left himself out.

“So, how was homework?” Liv asked as she sipped at her glass and he shrugged,

“One down, a few hundred more to go, but that's not why I'm here/” and Gwen leant forwards,

“Oh? We weren't joking,” but he laughed and shook his head as his clothing disappeared and he slid into the pool gently floating on his back in front of them,

“I know, and I’ll have them done. No, I called Shuri again about Emma.”

Jean looked at the other two, “Emma?” and Liv patted her thigh,

“Another Augment, More into Felicia and while she has made motions towards Peter it never went anywhere, so?”

“She asked, and I checked with Shuri, and now everyone else. Mistress, not marriage and Shuri will talk to Felicia as well, about Elektra.”

Jean leaned forwards “Mistresses? But isn't everyone staying at the warehouse?” but Liv shook her head,

“Felicia is just as bad as he is, well not quite, but she has a little group of her own. Will Emma be permanent or is she just after a sugar daddy?”

Peter raised his hands in uncertainty, “I don't know, she’s rich enough the sugar daddy thing is moot. I think she’s just tired of being alone, and well, I am awesome.”

Gwen snorted, “behind every great man is a great woman, and you’re so lame you need ten to make up for it.” Jean laughed, while Liv bit her lip to stop herself,

Peter laughed, “so lame I remember you begging to be my girlfriend,” 

“You were so lame I had to. Don't remember you complaining. Don't remember you saying anything. Lame Pete, lame enough I had to drag your ass into bed, and get you MJ,” and Liv raised an eyebrow, “Oh, Pete was a shy boy,” and as she let her gaze drift down to his groin, “not so shy now, I unleashed a monster, but you should thank me.”

Peter swan up beside her and lifting her onto his lap moved closer to Liv, “I do, I am thankful every day.” and Gwen made gagging noises,

“Still lame.”

“Still got ten, but. Emma?” he replied,

“Yeah yeah, I already did, we all have, well, Jean?” Gwen replied

“Uh, is this a normal thing? I mean, I get the poly, I can accept that but do you just ask if someone can be added?” She was surprised when Liv and Gwen nodded,

“Love lives by committee. We warned you the symbiotes make you super horny, This,” and she motioned to the four sitting in the pool, “I could do this all day, eat a couple of large pizzas and then go for round whatever. We’re not going to complain if its someone we’d all like, oh oh” and Gwen's eye lit up, “Ororo, damn, did Shuri mention her?”

It was Jean's turn to pale, Ororo had been her teacher, and that was maybe pushing it a little too far. She had known her for most of her life, she had taken care of her at the mansion when she had first arrived, and she had never thought of her that way.

“We can hear that Jean, and no. we don't all have to, and we never make anyone do anything. Just say no. it's not going to make anyone upset. But we also talk, we discuss anything that makes someone uncomfortable, but we talk. I mean. Anal?” Jean blushed while Liv explained, “Some people do not like it, some of us love it, but you need to say. We’re not all mind readers,” but as Peter and Gwen gave her a look she tutted, “fine most of us are but my point still stands. Talking, not hiding, not bottling things up.” as she took her glass she drained it and poured another, “Which is also why I would like to know about you. This is very sudden Jean, and I doubt you suddenly decided Peter was your soul mate.”

Jean swam to the other side of the pool, “I uh, it was the professor.” and as she lay on her back and floated there she gently pushed herself around, “When we were in school, I uh, I saw something.” and she signed as she floated. “I knew Harry was a monster, I could feel the thing inside him. A Symbiote.”

“What the hell? You knew?” Liv exclaimed, “and you never said?”

Jean splashed a little water as she floated past, “nope, because I was the only one who saw, so the professor thought I was having a breakdown, and sealed it.”

“And let me guess, a whole lot of other feelings as well.”

Jean righted herself and floated in the water, gently sweeping her arms to stay floating, “I always liked you, the goofy jokes, the stupid way you stick your tongue out when you think. Always, but the professor thought being near you would bring me into contact with Harry, so it was gone, and well, Scott happened, and uh yeah, not gone, just sealed, and so when we met again and that unravelled it uh,” and she looked down at her hands, “it came back, but with you know, the full adult bit, and I didn’t mind, don’t mind. I just love him.”

Gwen looked between the pair of them “but, still a stupid school girl crush?”

A small ball of water lifted itself from the pool, and floated towards Gwen, “I might not have the wit to spar with you Gwen, but,” and as Gwen's eyes looked up at the water she suddenly gasped and grabbed at her chest, as Jean used her powers to pinch her nipples, “I have other means.”

Gwen frowned and held her chest, “not fair, cheater.” as Liv leaned over and kissed her cheek

“Now now, no pouting, that was allowed.”

“It was a crush, but, with the Sentinels and uh, watching more, I really like you, and yeah, how do you explain, oh, by the way, I love you but it was sealed without sounding like a crazy person,” Jean asked, swimming back.

“In this house, you just say, I'm not a crazy person, and we just shrug and accept it, we’re not exactly a normal household,” Peter said, as Jean swam and sat on his lap,

“Exactly, which is why this place will be family only, and warehouse two will be for renting,” Peter explained, “we have enough space now we can move people next door, build a proper training facility, and a panic room. I won't be caught out like that again.”

Liv nodded, “and this place is expensive. We have funds but unless you want to start charging everyone rent or getting non-involved tenants, then we are looking at having to charge rent for some of the homes at least. But I think we are moving past the original subject. I agree on Ororo, from what I saw, she is a very full-figured and attractive woman, so?”

But Peter shook his head, “I think the group puts her off, like Pepper.”

Gwen shrugged and lifted her glass, taking a sip, “Oh well, can I?” and he nodded. It was common between the group to share memories, and being telepathic meant a simple head bump was enough. Gwen without a symbiote needed to ask, and had been given exercise from Stephen on how to ward her mind from intrusion.

Pressing her head to his he shared the encounter with her and her face and chest flushed, “I would not have said no, you damn idiot.”