Corruption Ch10
(Villain!Miguel x F!Hero!Reader)
Ch1, Ch2, Ch3, Ch4, Ch5, Ch6, Ch7, Ch8, Ch9
Warning: Minors DNI, mentions of sex, violence, blood, murder, twisted thoughts, experimentation, language, wannabe fluff, established friendship/relationship?
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Two Months, Twenty-Four Days until D-Day
If hearts could float above your head, they would. You felt like you were living in a fairy tale now that you and Miguel were officially dating...in secret. Whether or not everyone knew was of no matter or importance to you. As long as you knew that you melted that stone cold heart of his, you were happy.
Humming lowly as you waited for the elevator to arrive, you couldn't help but imagine what kind of day it will be. Maybe it was your clouded mind, but you were sure Miguel was behaving. He wasn't calling for you any cruel experiments. Perhaps he had changed.
Or you were so blind from love that you didn't notice.
"Hold the elevator!" Aaron yelled out.
You gasped softly, using your foot to hold the doors open. You needed to snap out of your day dreams and focus. Nearly dropping both yours and Miguel's coffee, you bit your lower lip in a panic. Miguel was not a happy camper without his morning cup of joe.
"Thanks, (Y/N). Still dressing like it's negative degrees?" Aaron said with a light chuckle, "Your office is like a sauna now."
"Haha, yea...I still don't know what came over me. Never reacted this way to the cold before."
"Think that cruel boss of ours experimented on you with knowing?" Aaron grumbled lowly. You felt your heart sink,
"He wouldn't," You tried to plead Miguel's case, "While yes....Alchemax isn't the...best company to work for, but to experiment on his own workers?"
You. To experiment on you? Miguel wouldn't...unless he ever found out your secret identity.
"You know about the Rapture...right?" Aaron whispered lowly. You felt your shoulders wink,
"Sadly...I do..."
"The apple never falls to far from the tree."
Just like that, you felt yourself return to reality. As much as you loved Miguel, you had to remember that your goal was to take Alchemax down. You needed to bring Miguel's father to justice first. Miguel still had a chance. He could still be saved!
"Anyway, are you free this Friday night?" Aaron asked as the elevator approached his floor.
"Me? Um, not sure yet, why?"
"Because I want to-"
The elevator stopped and doors began to open. Minding his words, Aaron stopped talking since it was too dangerous. Every time he tried anything, Miguel would just appear out of nowhere. Not seeing anyone by the open door, Aaron stepped out,
"I want to take you out on a d-"
"Aaron, there is an emergency system failure in bookkeeping. You're needed urgently." Lyla appeared from your watch. You were taken by surprise.
"Of course," Aaron muttered under his breathe, "Perhaps another time then. Later (Y/N)."
"Bye, best of luck." You chirped.
Once the doors closed again, you focused on your watch. Lyla was smiling as she appeared before you in a cute new holographic attire.
"I love the look. Did Miguel finally give you more freedom to dress yourself?" You chuckled, adoring the AI. Lyla appeared beside your shoulder,
"Girl, it was a workout! I begged! I pleaded! Do you know what I had to do to get this?"
"Um....A well contrasted plan for world domination?" You teased as you arrived on Miguel's floor.
"Ha! That would be too easy. I sent Miguel all of your pictures from you trying on different underwear~"
"What?! Lyla!!" You cried out, chasing after the AI, "T-That's my personal data! Y-You know you can't do that!"
"I jest." Was all Lyla said before disappearing before Miguel's door.
Oh, if you could only strangle Lyla just once. That AI sure knew how to bring tears to your eyes for the most embarrassing things. She was connected to your phone, so you had to be careful of what pictures you took now. So erasing all of your new sexy panties was going to be painful.
As you entered Miguel's office, you felt a shiver run down your spine. Something felt ominous, but it was nothing dangerous to you. Approaching your frightening and cruel boyfriend, you smiled as you handed him his large coffee.
"Perfect timing. There are new specimens that arrived in the Museum of Science today. We are to go so I may have my pick of the lot."
"Ew," You responded immediately as Miguel took his drink, "I just know there is a Spider involved."
"Perchance," Miguel hid his smirk as he glanced at you, "It's cute how much you hate Spiders. Do you despise that Spiderwoman too?"
You held your small coffee, taking small sips every now and then as you tried to avoid his gaze.
"She's a person, so no. Spiders are just...eek." You whimpered.
What a hypocrite. Here you were, hating Spiders with all your being, yet you had some Spider DNA in you. It was easy to say that you still hated them despite enjoying some of the perks of being part Spider. How funny.
"Shall we go?" Miguel asked, changing out of his lab coat and into a more appropriate suit.
You could feel your heart race as you watched Miguel change. Oh how handsome he was. Finishing your coffee, you hurried to Miguel's side and quickly fixed his tie. His hand rested against your cheek, giving you that affection you crave.
"Let's go."
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Miguel kept his sinister smirk upon his face as he had you wrapped around his little finger. Lately he felt calm. Everything was going his way. He had you behaving perfectly; your DNA was about to be cracked; and the company was sky-rocking.
Plus, Miguel was doing well by giving himself a name in the city. The underground Kingpin as the rumors spread. People started to fear him after the display he made with Doc Ock.
"Um, Miguel?" You called out.
Miguel glanced at you beside him. You were tapping away on your work tablet, focused on an article. Leaning against you, Miguel recognized the article about rising crime. It was thanks to him that there was so much chaos in the city.
"They're saying...that Spiderwoman isn't doing a good job...just ignoring the people and only stopping the villains....What do you think about that?" Your voice was low. How cute.
"That you shouldn't concern yourself with the small minds of others," He scoffed and threw his arm over your shoulders, "They wish for a constant savior. What good is a hero if they spend all their time on every little thing?"
"Well...."
"A hero is meant for a bigger purpose. Whom else will take on those so-called villains? Our pathetic public eye?"
"Miguel...You know that your father owns them..." You whispered. Miguel silenced you with a kiss,
"And so do I. Spiderwoman just needs to focus on her own morals and ideals. She should not be wasting her abilities on meaningless fighting. Soon enough...those villains will fall."
"Mhm,"
Miguel's smirk returned as you leaned against him. You were so easily to manipulate. So easy to twist and bend. Pulling you onto his lap, Miguel held your waist as he watched you settle. His hands trailed up your sides, feeling your body tremble to his touch.
"Just as how you should think, (Y/N)." Miguel whispered, biting your lower lip, "Think only about what you want."
What you crave.
"Don't be...mean," You whispered, melting into his kisses.
"What do you want?"
To be tainted?
"Y-You,"
"Then just listen to everything I say,"
Be mine.
Miguel hummed lowly as you gave yourself to him. How easily his hands roamed your perfect body. The future of humans. You were going to be nothing but Miguel's precious experiment. His precious wife.
His little hero.
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"Must you walk so slow?" Miguel chuckled, waiting for you.
Your cheeks were flustered as you hurried behind Miguel. You wouldn't have been so slow if he didn't mess up your attire. Miguel was very handsy with you. It was like he was always checking your body for anything strange.
"I said to stop bullying me!" You huffed, standing beside Miguel as you entered the muesum.
"Now, now. You weren't complaining."
Unable to deny Miguel's cruelty, you quietly followed. Treating this trip like business as usual, you took notes of everything Miguel did or said. He loved reviewing your notes, just in case someone said something he wanted to review.
After a few hours, you started to get bored. Miguel might find everything here fascinating, you didn't. You could feel your eye lids start to drop as Miguel examined the new creatures. This was the part you hated.
You knew these animals and bugs were going to be used for experiments. It was a nice break, but Miguel would never stop his endeavor for human gene splicing.
This made you recall Aaron's words. What did you have to do to take down Alchemax and help Miguel? Right as you started to brain storm, you felt your spider senses tingle.
"HAHA! Did you truly believe that you could keep me hostage here?!" Rhino screamed as he broke down a nearby wall.
"This puny brained idiot." Miguel hissed. You on the other hand glanced around, wondering where to change, "Let's go." Miguel grabbed your hand, walking towards another room.
"But-Rhino-" You panicked, watching the villain make a mess.
"Is not worth our time. We came here for a reason," Miguel scolded, gripping your wrist. You felt torn,
"Maybe...someone should call Spiderwoman?" You suggested, wanting to help.
As the two of you made a turn, Miguel pinned you against the wall. His face was close to yours, making your heart race.
"As much as I would love to ask Spiderwoman more questions, this is beneath her. These fiends are nothing compared to her perfect genes," Miguel whispered, his intense stare burning into yours, "Remember what I said in the car?"
"Do whatever you say?" You whispered obediently. Miguel rewarded you with a kiss,
"Good girl,"
Oh, you were folding again. Why did Miguel have to make you feel like this? You loved it when he had a hold on you. It was easier to listen to him.
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Miguel resisted a chuckle as you gave him a desperate look. Your eyes full of lust as you nearly begged for another kiss. How easy you were to please. Deciding to reward you again, Miguel licked your lips and gave you a deep kiss.
"Now," Miguel broke the kiss, watching you take a moment to catch your breathe, "What were we doing again?"
"Getting...new specimens." You whispered. Miguel smirked,
"Good girl,"
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Unironically, what would Simon be like with a tomboy girlfriend? Not the typical boisterous type, maybe someone a touch more shy and/or reserved?
Simon usually dates women who are on the girly side of the scale, but when he meets you, he's instantly drawn to you.
He first sees you at the gas station where you're filling up your neat Ducati Multistrada’s tank, and he can't help but compliment your ride. You smile back at him with a small wave of your hand, then pick up your helmet and head to the shop to pay.
While he knows he's a creep for that, Simon can't help but wait for you to come out. He wants to exchange a few words, just a few sentences to get to know you a little better. Since he came to the gas station with his own bike, he thinks it can give him a topic to talk about.
After a few years of saving, he bought a BMW GS for himself, and since the two bikes are so similar in style, he feels confident you would be interested. At first you look surprised to see him, maybe a little taken aback, but he chalks it up to his massive build. He flashes a friendly smile at you, which makes you a lot more relaxed around him.
Fast forward to two months later, when the two of you are in a hotel room during a motorcycle trip. He paid for an extra night there because he wants to spend a little more time with you when you're not on your respective bikes.
But there's one little thing that bothers him. You don't want to have sex with him. Every time he makes a move on you, you come up with an excuse to get out of his grasp. Simon hopes that being away from home might help you loosen up, and maybe you would finally tell him about why you've been avoiding that topic.
Before dinner, the two of you go down to the wellness section, opting for the sauna that is surprisingly empty. He starts with a casual chat, discussing the details of the rest of your trip, but then he moves a little closer to you, his hand soon covering yours as he begins to talk about what has been bothering him.
It takes him by surprise to hear it's not him you don't want. In fact, you want him very much, you're just still not sure about his intentions and whether or not he truly wants you.
So he makes it his mission for the night to make you feel good, to make you feel wanted, needed, and when the sun rises in the morning, he finally lets you get some sleep.
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