Mary Jane's heart lurched. This was bad!
Luke's voice was low, amused, cutting straight through the crack in the door like he'd been waiting for her to meet his gaze.
"Our school's miss popular, Mary Jane… you wouldn't want people to find out that you're frequently subjected to domestic abuse, would you?"
The words landed like ice water down her spine. Her fingers slipped from the doorframe; the metal creaked softly as it swung open another inch on its own.
Luke didn't stop moving. He kept Maria lifted in his arms, hips rolling slow and deep, making the shy girl whimper into his shoulder. But his eyes—those sharp, mocking eyes—stayed locked on Mary Jane.
"Come in, MJ," he said, voice casual, like he was inviting her to share lunch. "Or do you want the whole hallway to hear about your situation?"
Mary Jane's legs moved before her brain caught up. She slipped through the gap, pulling the door shut behind her with a soft click. The rooftop wind whipped her red hair across her flushed face.
She couldn't look away from them—from Maria's trembling body impaled on Luke's cock, from the effortless way he held her up, from the obscene stretch of Maria's ass around that monstrous length. Heat pooled low in Mary Jane's belly, shame and want twisting together until she felt dizzy.
"So, our Peeping Tom. Do you not know that peeping on two lovers is bad? Or did you get off by seeing such things?"
"I—I wasn't—" she started, voice cracking.
Luke tilted his head. "You were. And now you're here." He finally stilled, buried deep inside Maria, and lowered the girl gently until her feet touched the ground. Maria swayed, legs shaking, face buried against Luke's chest in mortified silence. Luke kept one arm around her waist, the other reaching out to crook a finger at Mary Jane.
"Come closer."
This was the most popular boy in the High School; naturally, MJ had a slight crush on him.
She stepped forward until she was close enough to smell sweat and sex thick in the air. Close enough to see the sheen of lube on Luke's cock.
"Maria, I think we need to punish this peeping tom a bit. Make yourself comfortable; this can take some time."
Maria stumbled to the side, collapsing to sit against the mirror, knees drawn up, eyes wide and glassy as she watched.
Luke turned his full attention to Mary Jane.
"You've been curious about me for a while, haven't you?" His hand cupped her chin, thumb brushing her lower lip. "All those little glances in class. Following me up here."
Mary Jane swallowed. "I…"
"Shh." He leaned in, lips brushing her ear. "I'm going to take your virginity now, MJ. And you're going to let me. Because you want it. And because you don't want anyone knowing your secrets."
She nodded before she could stop herself.
Luke's mouth crashed onto hers—hungry, claiming. His hands were everywhere: sliding under her skirt, pushing her panties aside, fingers finding her already soaked. He groaned into the kiss when he felt how wet she was.
"Fuck, you're dripping for me."
He spun her around, bent her over the low wall right beside where Maria had been minutes ago. Skirt flipped up, panties yanked down to her ankles. Cool air hit her exposed pussy; she gasped.
"Sss~"
Luke didn't make her wait. He rubbed the thick head of his cock through her folds once, twice—coating himself in her slick—then pushed in.
Slowly. Relentlessly.
"Urg..."
Mary Jane's mouth opened in a silent scream as he stretched her open, inch by burning inch. It hurt—so good, so much—until he bottomed out and her virginity was gone, just like that.
"Haah.. God, you're tight," he growled, pulling back and slamming in again. "Perfect little virgin pussy sucking me in."
He set a brutal pace immediately—no gentle buildup, just hard, deep thrusts that punched the air from her lungs.
"Oh~ W-Wait.. be a little gentl-l-l-leee—Ahh~ "Her hands scrabbled at the concrete wall, breasts bouncing in her bra, moans spilling out unchecked.
Luke gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, angling her just right so every stroke dragged over that spot inside her that made her see stars. She came fast and hard the first time, clenching around him.
He didn't stop.
He fucked her through it, then flipped her around to face him, lifting her legs around his waist and pinning her against the wall. Maria watched from the side, fingers pressed to her lips, eyes dark with lingering arousal and shock.
"Look at her while I ruin you," Luke murmured against Mary Jane's neck, biting down. "She's watching me split you open on my cock."
Mary Jane's second orgasm built faster, tighter. Her nails dug into his shoulders; she sobbed into his mouth as she came again, pussy fluttering wildly.
Luke's rhythm stuttered. He pulled out suddenly, setting her shaky legs down.
"On your knees."
Mary Jane dropped without hesitation, mouth already open.
Luke stroked himself once, twice—thick cock glistening with her juices—then groaned as he came, hot stripes painting her tongue, her lips, dripping down her chin.
She swallowed what she could, dazed and trembling, staring up at him with worshipful eyes.
Maria watched it all, cheeks flushed darker than ever.
The joyful time passed quickly.
Half an hour later,
[Conquered Anomaly Object Mary Jane. The target has completely submitted under the Great Investigation. Registration successful. Received 500 Anomaly Points. Current Anomaly Points: 1700 / 2800]
Luke nodded in satisfaction. His vigorous efforts hadn't been in vain.
Mary Jane had been conquered by being slept with!
"Let's go. We should return to the classroom. Class is about to start."
After separating from Maria, Luke and Mary Jane entered the classroom one after the other.
Mary Jane kept her head lowered the entire time, unable to see her own toes.
Catching sight of the tall figure in front of her, who was as enduringly violent as a Terminator, Mary Jane's body softened even more.
Her legs went weak, and she nearly fell.
Luke turned around and helped support her.
"MJ, your body is a bit weak. It seems you need to 'exercise' regularly from now on, or how will you ever star on the big screen?"
Mary Jane's heart skipped a beat. How did Luke know her wish was to become a star?
She subconsciously looked toward Peter Parker, who was standing nearby with a worried expression. Did he tell him?
She and Peter Parker were neighbors.
In the entire school, only Parker likely knew that she was frequently abused by her alcoholic father.
She had only shared this wish with Parker.
Did Parker tell Luke all her secrets?
Mary Jane felt a tangle of conflicting emotions. She should have hated Parker rightnow, but Luke was truly incredible. Half an hour of full-throttle exertion had shown her what it really meant to be a woman.
Thinking about it that way, maybe she should even thank Parker?
Luke continued, "It just so happens that I'm very good at training. From now on, remember to come find me at the same time every day. I'll give you a proper 'workout'. Understood?"
Mary Jane wanted to refuse out of pride, but her body betrayed her and nodded honestly instead.
"Okay. Go on, get some good rest."
Luke helped her back to her seat. As he left, he didn't forget to add, "By the way, you did great today. I'm very satisfied."
Mary Jane lowered her head even further.
"Jane, what's wrong?"
Seeing Luke leave, Parker finally couldn't help coming over to ask.
Mary Jane shook her head, her face flushed. "Nothing. I just feel a little unwell."
As she looked at Parker, Mary Jane's mind was filled entirely with Luke.
She and Parker had been neighbors for a long time; they could barely be considered childhood friends, right?
But Luke was like a raging force, crashing straight into her life and her heart.
Slowly, he occupied her thoughts completely.
Yes.
Her entire world, inside and out, had already taken Luke's shape.
Both her heart and her emotions were filled with him.
There was no turning back now.
Hearing this, Parker scratched his head. Seeing that Mary Jane didn't seem willing to talk, he didn't know what else to say and could only manage, "Remember to drink plenty of hot water."
Mary Jane really wanted to laugh. Parker was such an idiot.
But when she thought about how Parker had indirectly brought her and Luke together, she smiled and nodded, saying meaningfully, "Thank you, Parker."
Peter Parker's face instantly lit up.
Mary Jane smiled at me! She even said thank you! Does she have feelings for me?
Oh boy! Could it be that I'm about to win the beauty's heart?
Parker completely ignored the fact that Mary Jane used to call him Peter.
One was a surname, the other a given name. Although both were forms of address, the level of intimacy they implied was worlds apart.
Harry, standing nearby, immediately sensed that something was off.
He first glanced at Luke, then at Mary Jane, who was gazing toward Luke with misty eyes.
Finally, he looked at her good buddy Peter, who was smiling foolishly.
Bro, how can you still be smiling? All the girls in class are being snatched away by Luke!
Harry shook his head, speechless.
Forget it. Since we're brothers, if the girls leave, they leave. I, your brother, will always be by your side.
Harry forcibly dragged Peter away. If they stayed any longer, the Joker Family would gain a new general—Peter Joker.
Madison had also noticed Mary Jane's abnormal behavior and couldn't help shooting Luke a look full of disdain.
However, she didn't say anything.
Weakness was the original sin.
"Luke, which university are you planning to attend?"
Madison asked with genuine curiosity.
"Probably Empire State University?"
Madison was surprised. "Are you sure you can get in? Do you know someone there?"
Luke shook his head.
The United States uses a recommendation-based admissions system. To get into a good university, strong grades alone are often not enough; you also need someone to recommend you.
Does Peter Parker have good grades?
Whether in the comics or the movies, he's an absolute top student.
He's highly regarded by many famous professors.
Yet even someone like him still worries about whether he can get into his school of choice.
Under this system, to enter a good university, you either need money, connections, or the ability to persuade others.
In short, it all comes down to social networking.
Many U.S. presidents have actually been members of fraternities. Otherwise, how would people consider you one of their own?
On top of that, both "happy education" and elite education are prevalent here.
But how many students raised under "happy education" truly possess real knowledge and practical skills?
If this were in the past, it would have been very difficult for Luke to get into Empire State University.
But now? Heh~ have you ever heard of a failed art student? Even if Luke got rejected, SHIELD will pull some strings so they don't see another Toothbrush Mustache. They were already terrified of his power as things were now.
Seeing how confident Luke looked, Madison couldn't help muttering to herself.
She was wondering how she herself could get into Empire State University.
Noticing her expression, Luke asked curiously, "Don't you have an agent? Why are you still worried about this?"
Madison waved her hand. "Don't mention it. I was planning to settle accounts with him, but then I found out he's been missing for several days. I heard he's dead."
"Is that so? That's truly… gratifying!"
If it were anyone else, Luke might have asked more questions. But if it was Madison's agent who had betrayed her for HYDRA, then dying was simply a good thing.
"However, you don't need to worry about university. Maybe… someone will come looking for you soon."
Luke thought of the Witch School.
As a descendant of a witch like Madison, she was constantly under the surveillance of the Witch School's council.
Once she finished high school, she would naturally be taken away to study there and become a reserve Supreme Witch.
Looks like I'll be getting another wave of Anomaly Points soon.
Thinking about the various strange forms of magic within the Witch School, along with the massive influx of Anomaly Points, Luke couldn't help feeling excited.
Night fell.
Luke was carrying out his usual daily workout.
A battered, rickety yellow sedan slowly came to a stop on the street.
Honk, honk—!!
The headlights flashed repeatedly, and a harsh horn blared.
Luke ignored it. After finishing his final sprint, he finally wrapped up his training.
"Oh? He's finally here!"
[Discovered Anomalous Object: Bumblebee. Obtained 100 Anomaly Points. Current Anomaly Points: 1800 / 2800]
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