(*R18 Start*)
Felix's mansion.
Felix's rules.
Felix's woman.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Rio Morales was bent over the edge of the huge king-sized bed, her hands gripping the silk sheets for dear life as Felix pounded into her from behind. Her moans were unrestrained, guttural, and loud enough to wake the dead.
The man was rich. A big bed and a big booty latina to plow.
"Oh my God, Felix!" the latina screamed, her voice breaking as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her ass jiggled with every thrust, the sight driving Felix wild. He tightened his grip on her wrists, using them like reins to control the pace.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
So much pussy juice. So much cock. So many orgasms that Rio could not keep track. Her eyes rolled back. She grinned and moaned and went through phases of emotions that simply could not be described. No woman in the world was experiencing the kind of dicking she was. She almost felt guilty given the circumstances of those in the city.
Almost.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Because this was too fucking good to pass up. After being a single mother, after having her leg stuck in rubble, Rio Morales deserved this.
"W-what's gotten into you?!" Rio managed to choke out between moans.
Felix grinned, his breath ragged but his rhythm unrelenting. "What? Are you complaining?" he teased. He leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back as he whispered into her ear, "You're taking me so well, Rio. You love this, don't you?"
Rio couldn't even form words. Her body was on fire, every nerve ending alight with pleasure. Felix's cock was massive and he was using it like a weapon, hitting spots inside her she didn't know existed. She could feel the thickness of him stretching her, filling her completely, and it was driving her insane. "Felix… I… I can't…!" Rio cried out, her voice cracking as another orgasm tore through her.
Felix didn't let up. He was relentless, his hips pistoning into her with a precision that left Rio gasping for air. Her body was a canvas and he was painting it with pleasure, each stroke more intense than the last. "You're mine, Rio," he growled. "Say it."
Rio's mind was a haze of ecstasy, but she managed to choke out the words. "I-I…ngggh…hngggh~!" An orgasm came in the way. "I-I'm yours, Felix… I'M YOURS~!"
Felix's grin widened and he leaned back, pulling her up with him. Her back pressed against his chest, his hands squeezed her boobs as he continued to thrust into her. "Good girl," he murmured, his lips peppering kisses on her neck. "Now… let me show you what else I can do."
Rio's eyes rolled back as Felix's fingers squeezed her breasts harder, his fingers pinching and teasing her nipples. The combination of sensations was too much and she felt herself shattering again, her body convulsing with pleasure. Felix held her steady, his cock buried deep inside her as he rode out her orgasm with her.
When she finally came down from the high, Rio was a panting, sweaty mess. She could feel Felix's heartbeat against her back, fast and strong, matching her own.
"S-sorry, I can't…haah…" Rio gasped. "I can't keep up…"
Felix chuckled, his hands giving her boobs that work. Pinching and groping and giving it love. "Maybe I've just been holding back," he said, his voice teasing. "Or maybe… I've just discovered my secret weapon."
Rio's brow furrowed, but before she could ask what he meant, Felix pushed her down onto the bed and flipped her onto her back. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock hovering at her entrance. "You're not done yet, are you?" he asked.
Rio heaved and giggled. "I'll do my best, Felix."
Felix smirked, and without another word, he thrust into her again, eliciting a scream of pleasure from Rio. Her legs wrapped around his waist, wanting him as deep as possible when he fucked her like this. Laid down, boobs out, sweating and smiling, Rio Morales was a beauty. The hot neighbourhood MILF with the kindest smile and personality. A woman you never thought you'd get to see orgasm. Smile. See her naked.
Well, for Felix, that wasn't the case.
"You're going to remember this, Rio," he said, his eyes locked on hers. "Every. Single. Thrust."
And Rio did.
First thrust—
"Feliiix!"
Second thrust—
"Cumming!"
Third thrust—
"Cumming again~!"
Fourth, fifth, sixth—
"Cumming, I'm cumming so muuuchh~! Shhoo muccch~!"
And she did. As Felix's cock buried itself deep inside her, Rio shattered again, her body convulsing with pleasure as she screamed his name.
"Want to fill you up?"
No answer, just gibberish. But judging by the tears streaking through her cheeks and her quivering pussy, he was probably allowed. Fully inside, balls-deep, he came. Spurt, spurt, spurt!
"S-shoo mucchhh cummmshshkk~!"
Again, gibberish.
Felix Faeth was just too fucking good.
When they finally collapsed onto the bed, Rio was a trembling, sweaty mess. She could barely move, let alone speak. But as she lay there, Felix's arms wrapped around her, she couldn't help but smile before passing out.
Even in her dreams, Rio Morales could not imagine a better cock.
(*R18 End*)
Minutes after their little rondo…
"Haah…" Felix laughed as he put on his robes and hopped off with the bed. Even without the Symbiote, his powers had jumped. Rio Morales was an amazing woman but even she couldn't keep up with him anymore. It would probably take an army to satisfy him.
Not that he needed one. He was fine with Rio alone.
Right?
He glanced back at the passed out latina. He smiled and put a blanket over her. It wouldn't be fair to her, not after what her ex-husband did.
'But Emma…'
Did he have sex with her? Did he not? Using telepathy like that felt like getting jerked off which for all intents and purposes was too far. It would be cheating if he and Rio were officially together. "Ugh, stop it. Let's just stop thinking about this."
He wanted to confess to Rio. He wanted to love her and her alone. So what was stopping him? It wasn't money or circumstances. It was…
He knew what it was. He just didn't want to admit it. Think about it. So he didn't. He sat on the bed, stroking Rio's cheek. "I'll be back," Felix said.
Rio slowly smiled in her dreams.
Felix was home. Felix was rejuvenated.
Waiting outside the door like a guard dog was Captain America herself. Felix flashed a smile and waved at her. "Hey, how's it going?"
Captain America, for once, didn't blush or react. She definitely heard them but it seemed she was too preoccupied with her own thoughts.
"Hello? Cap?"
"Oh. Ah, apologies, Doctor. I was just keeping watch."
Lies. Felix crossed his arms. "Really?"
A small pause. The black woman inhaled. "Apologies, it's…" A sigh. "I'm sorry to ask but about yesterday with Emma Frost…did something happen."
"Nothing at all, aside from…teasing, I guess. She's a business woman, we talked business."
Captain America stared at him until she believed he was telling the truth. She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Sorry, it just…that night, it felt like something happened even though nothing did. It feels like time went by too fast or something."
'Sharp. Her super soldier memory must be discerning the gaps in hours.'
Felix Samantha."
He put a hand on her shoulder. That actually caught the woman by surprise.
"You work too hard."
"I…I don't—"
"You do. There's something Monica told me. Reality can be cruel sometimes. Let your dreams take over. Sleep. Really sleep. Take a nap for the evening. Rest. You saved so many people. So did I. We did our best. We've done what we can. Right now, all we can do is believe in the people we saved."
Coming from Felix, his words struck a chord with her. Like her, he was a hero. Like her, he understood government restrictions.
"But…"
"I have Luke with me still, he's awesome. He trains a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if he could beat you."
Samantha got a chuckle out of that. "I sincerely doubt that, doctor, but…thank you. I think I will."
"I have plenty of rooms here, one with a nice, comfy bed and workout equipment. It's down the hall, second to the left."
"Got it. Thank you again, doctor."
***
The massive living room of Felix Faeth's mansion was alive with the sounds of cartoonish chaos: the roar of engines, the pop of shells, and the infamous screech of a Blue Shell hitting at the worst possible time.
Felix sat cross-legged on the large sectional couch, gripping his controller tightly as Miles Morales leaned forward on the edge of the couch, both laser-focused on the massive 85-inch screen displaying Mario Kart in all its colorful, competitive glory.
"C'mon, c'mon—oh, you gotta be kidding me!" Felix groaned as Miles zoomed past him with a perfectly timed mushroom boost just before the finish line.
Miles threw his arms up. "Let's GO!"
Felix huffed, tossing his controller onto the couch. "I'm starting to think you've been practicing in secret."
Miles grinned. "Nah, you're just rusty."
Yuri Watanabe approached silently from the side, a silver tray in hand, setting down plates of katsu sandwiches and fries.
"Food break," Yuri said, her voice as sharp and efficient as always.
"Yuri, you are the MVP," Miles said, immediately grabbing a sandwich.
Felix gave her a smile. "You spoil us."
Yuri simply nodded before stepping back, arms folding behind her back like the perfect butler. "Enjoy."
As Felix and Miles dug into their food, Miles glanced at his phone, idly scrolling through social media before pausing.
"Yo, check this out," Miles said, turning the screen to Felix. A video was streaming live—one of SHIELD's Spider-Bots, easily identifiable by their sleek black-and-red design, was perched atop a partially reconstructed building. Its appendages were welding panels, laying down wiring, and assisting crews to rebuild faster than any normal workforce could.
Felix smirked, sipping his drink. "Oh yeah, that's mine. Helped SHIELD design those after the whole Creature Z mess."
Miles blinked. "Wait, seriously? That's you?"
Felix nodded. "Yeah. I've been working overtime to make sure the city gets back on its feet. Spider-Bots for construction, retooled radiation scrubbers for cleanup in areas the Ganali Device wasn't able to touch, new types of tents for FEAST to help with the displaced."
Miles let out a low whistle. "That's insane, man."
Felix chuckled. "I've got a few tricks left. Gotta keep moving forward, you know?" He grabbed a fry. "Can't let Osborn take all the credit."
"But, like… how do you have the time for all this? You don't even have an assistant."
Felix leaned back on the couch, grinning. "Not unless you count Yuri."
'And your mom.'
"Okay, okay… I take it back. You're not frauding your way through this at all."
Felix gave a mock gasp. "You thought I was frauding my way through?"
Miles smirked. "Hey, you make it look too easy sometimes."
Bzzt!
Ah, a message from Emma Frost. Finally. It was time to go.
"Going somewhere?" From the door, Luke asked. Felix showed his phone. "Ah, right, the Captain mentioned your thing with Emma Frost. Should I call her?"
Here was the thing about Captain America: everybody in the Defenders respected her to an almost concerning degree. She was their leader and moral compass. She told them whenever something went too far.
"Yeah, sure," Felix said.
Minutes later, Samamtha came down. She immediately declared, "I will go."
"Are you sure? Did you get enough sleep?" Felix asked.
"Yes. Five hours is more than enough."
Felix in between that time worked and was guarded by Luke mostly. So being escorted outside by Captain America made sense. Having her join him in a limo where Emma made sense.
No one suspected Captain America wincing, gritting her teeth, and falling under Emma's spell.
"As strong as ever." Since they were in Emma's car, they were safe. Emma huffed following the hypnosis' completion and her orders. "Haah…it's going to be annoying rearranging her mind. It's different from most people."
"Mhm, she even suspected something today," Felix said.
Seated in the limo, eerily still, the Captain looked like she had been overdosed. Eyes cloudy and fingers twitching.
"Are you sure she won't break free?" Felix asked.
"She's nothing like Creature Z. I'll know if she breaks through."
Emma signalled her driver and off they went. They couldn't waste time.
"By the way, you said you've been tracking Bruno?"
"Mhm."
"How?"
"Spider secret."
And because she couldn't read his mind, Emma truly didn't know. The answer was simple: spider-bots. Felix planted one in Bruno's car before the phone call with Hammerhead.
'I'm still impressed you were able to seamlessly fuse Detective Mode with you, Symbiote.'
'It was…troubling,' said the Symbiote in his head, 'but Herbie was able to guide usss.'
Herbie and the Symbiote communicated equally as much Felix did with them. It was nice to have an automated system.
The limo did not stop driving for a while. They ended up at Hunts Point in the South Bronx. Almost half of the population lived below the federal poverty line and much of the population consisted of Puerto Ricans.
Given the Bronx were rather north, mostly everything was the same as ever. No sign of radiation and destruction from Creature Z. Felix was relieved to see that.
That also meant life went on and that crime was a bit more rampant from people spilling over from other parts of New York that were affected by Creature Z.
"A limo brings too much attention," Felix said. "Tell your driver to drop us off now and leave the area quickly."
"How will we—"
"I'm Spider-Man."
In that moment, the Symbiote wrapped itself around him like liquid. A suit that seemed to appear from nothing but his shirt. Emma gaped.
"What…is that? An alien?"
"Something like that," Spider-Man said, his smile hidden.
"Are you serious? An alien?"
"It's a long story. I'll tell you next time."
"You better. An alien…god, was that lizard thing also an alien?"
'This womannn...is very strange,' the Symbiote remarked.
"...I'll explain it all later."
The limo pulled to the curb, opened its doors, closed, and drove off again. Anybody watching would think they hallucinated or saw it wrong.
Felix couldn't blame them. Invisibility was a handy power. He wrapped Emma with the Symbiote's tendrils and his invisibility and he was off swinging.
Thwip! Thwip!
"Wow! Ororo wasn't kidding when she said it was exhilarating!" Emma remarked, laughing as they swung through the Bronx without anyone knowing.
"No screaming in my ear, please."
"Hey, I wouldn't be screaming if you opened your mind up to me."
"Nice try."
This whole time, he had been monitoring the spider-bot's feed streaming directly into his HUD. The Symbiote was wired to his brain so it was even better than the previous Detective Mode. It was like all the world's information was being fed into his brain and with Extremis, none of it hurt.
He ended up on the rooftop of a small, cheap motel, putting Emma down with his tendrils while walking forward. He perched at the edge.
"There."
Down in the half-empty parking lot, Bruno Karnelli sat behind the wheel of his beat-up SUV, chain-smoking, glancing at his phone every few seconds.
"He's got the money already," Spider-Man noted, x-raying the trunk. "Almost five thousand. Not bad."
Emma stood beside him, arms folded. She was out of place with her expensive white pants, tightened by a belt, and crop-top with a half-cape. All white and as smooth as her hair.
"After Bruno Karnelli disposes of the corpse, Hammerhead instructed him to make himself scarce after this."
Spider-Man glanced at her. "By the way, nice job tricking Hammerhead."
"Thank you. I placed instructions on Bruno to kill one of his guards and shoot it in the head to make it unrecognizable. My telepathy isn't omnipotent so I have tricks to help smoothen things out."
The Maggia did not know who they were killing either. Neither did Hammerhead. All they knew was that it was Gamma Radiation related. Only Cindy and her cohort were aware that they were hunting for Spider-Man. With bullets to the face, the ruined corpse meant nothing to Hammerhead and he had no reason to believe his own lieutenant was lying to him.
"Too bad we're crashing the party," Felix replied.
They both descended silently. The Symbiote tendrils unfurled, wrapping them in a thin veil of invisibility. The two were ghosts in the lot, completely silent, blending into the shadows as they approached Bruno's vehicle.
His Spider-Sense went off and combined with the Symbiote, he saw the faint blue glow of Emma's telepathic energy. 'Fascinating,' he thought as Emma stepped up to the driver's side window and tapped twice.
Bruno was startled, but before he could react, Emma pressed her fingers lightly to the glass and snared his mind once more. His expression went slack, the cigarette dropping from his fingers as his posture wilted under her mental grip.
"Backseat," Emma said, smirking.
Felix and Emma both slipped into the SUV's backseat, still shrouded in invisibility as Emma maintained control over Bruno's mind.
"Ugh, it smells nasty in here. I hate smokers. Terrible for children especially."
"Agreed."
"Take us to your little meeting," Emma ordered.
Without a word, Bruno nodded and shifted the SUV into drive, pulling out onto the road, weaving through the Bronx.
After twenty minutes of driving, Bruno parked in front of what looked like an abandoned electronics store, tucked between two derelict buildings on the outskirts of the industrial district. This was the drop location for the nonexistent corpse.
Flickering neon remnants of the sign above read "Circuit Blitz." The windows were dusty and barred, and it looked like no one had stepped inside in years.
Still unseen, they trailed Bruno as he exited the car and went into Circuit Blitz. The lieutenant glanced around—despite no one being visible—and knocked twice on the shuttered back door before it creaked open.
Felix and Emma slipped inside behind him. With Spider-Man, there was no visual. With Emma, there was no noise. A simple order like "Don't hear us" was easy for her to enact in a radius. "Don't see us", she explained, would strain her out and last for maybe fifteen minutes.
But with Spider-Man, together, they were unstoppable. Undetectable. Forever.
Inside, the dust-choked aisles were empty save for old shelves and broken monitors. Felix scanned the room. "No cameras. No tripwires."
Emma clicked her tongue. "Sloppy. I expected better from Cindy Moon."
"You know her well?"
"She was like me: ambitious and with a wealthy background. Obsessed with some spider experiment of hers. I never paid too much attention to her but we did cross paths. She seemed like a lunatic to me."
'A fair assessment.'
Bruno took a second to remember the verbal instructions given to him. He went past what used to be the front counter into the back of the store. There, among abandoned tables and chairs was a kitchen and behind a broken freezer that the lieutenant pushed was a hidden doorway.
"Small place," Emma noted. "And not exactly secret."
"Yet you'd never come here, would you?"
"Touché."
Felix and Emma followed as he descended a narrow set of metal stairs, the dim light revealing rusted pipes and peeling paint.
'Whoever Cindy's cohort is, he either doesn't care for money or has no money.'
Below, they entered a hidden lab—industrial in design but equipped with modern tech. Workbenches lined the walls, scattered with open crates, chemical vials, and deconstructed electronics.
At the far end of the room stood the cohort waiting for Bruno.
Spider-Man and the Symbiote suit rushed and gurgled.
The cohort was calm, wearing a simple black jacket and slacks. He looked lean, but beneath that calm demeanor was a face Felix immediately recognized.
Bruce Banner.
The mild-mannered scientist turned as Bruno approached, giving him a polite but slightly distant smile.
"Good," Bruce Banner greeted quietly. "You brought it."
Bruno nodded, standing awkwardly under Emma's subtle psychic command. "In the car. Should I bring it or…?"
"No. As you were told, I will supply a new car for you. I wish to…keep the blood as contained as possible."
Bruce wanted to research Spider-Man. He wanted his blood. Well, too bad.
"Spider-Man…" Emma's voice was trembling. Suddenly, her arms reached out and clung to him. "T-there's something inside that man. Something…bad. Like Creature Z. I-I can't…I don't want to…"
"Calm down." Felix cupped her mouth and pulled her close. "Breath. Relax. Remember, your job is just to keep them from hearing us."
Emma slowly calmed. Spider-Man narrowed his eyes at Cindy's hired scientist.
'Bruce Banner's Hulk experiment both failed and succeeded. He was able to create a monster in Rick Jones. A dangerous alter-ego of gamma radiation that Gwen was barely able to stop according to the SHIELD records. But Bruce's Hulk, he was said to be peaceful.'
The specific testimony of Dazzler the singer came up, courtesy of the Symbiote signalling Herbie he needed the information. Excellent.
'Dazzler stated in her testimony here that yes, Bruce's Hulk hated his evil human scientist self. An evil man with a good alter ego. Except Emma's trembling…'
Bruce was stolen away by the Chameleon. In all likelihood…
"He did it. He was likely able to create a monster of himself."
Spider-Man's gaze zoomed in at the back of the room. On the table was a corpse.
Rick Jones' corpse. The first Hulk of this Earth.
Bruce Banner sought a great evil, found it, and put it in himself.
Herbie instantly hacked everything. Felix instantly understood.
"Rick's body is fresh. His powers are still new."
Why? Felix kept explaining to himself and Emma:
"Creature Z and the radiation it left behind was the missing piece he needed. He was able to collect dense enough gamma radiation and has now become a master of gamma radiation. Locating it, putting it into himself to make a monster…Bruce Banner has done something terrible here."
Lieutenant Bruno Karnelli went upstairs as instructed, walking past the invisible pair. Spider-Man did not care and kept his eyes locked on Bruce Banner.
"Should I kill him?" the vigilante asked himself quietly. Emma twitched in his arms.
"Is it worth it?" Emma asked in a low whisper, terrified at the thought that Bruce and the monster inside him could hear them. Felix took a second to think.
'No. Not with her here.' If he battled another gamma radiation creature, New York might not survive. 'Emma's telepathy is too useful to risk right here and now.'
With Emma, the world lay at his fingertips. He had to cherish her.
"You're right," he said. "It's not. Not today anyway."
However, Felix wasn't coming back empty-handed. 'Herbie, put all his computers under my control. I want all the flow of information here to come to us.'
Phones, computers, everything was hacked and tracked. Monitored in order to make sure this scientist and the monster inside him would be ambushed at a moment's notice.
"Emma, let's go."
"He's going to know that corpse is worthless…"
"So? There's no reason for Hammerhead and Bruce to lie or hate each other. At best, it will be an honest mistake and at worst, Bruce will kill Hammerhead."
"Tch. This feels incomplete to me." Ah, the pride of Emma Frost. The fear passed and her anger and annoyance returned. "I feel like we should fight him here and now."
Spider-Man eyed Bruce who was happily grabbing his bags and equipment in order to check on the corpse of who he assumed was Spider-Man.
"No. Not yet."
The scientist did not know it but his whole operation was compromised from this moment. A man and a woman, sneaking out from right under his nose.
***
Later in the limo…
"We have to kill him," Emma said.
"I know."
"He's a threat. A ticking nuke in human form."
"I know."
"What's our next move, Spidey?"
Felix looked out the window. The coolest thing about the Symbiote was his seamless ability to go from Spider-Man to Felix Faeth. The black liquid of the Symbiote turned into black pants, a white shirt, and an unbuttoned red jacket. Samantha was in the limo too, hypnotized and irrelevant.
"Do you think you can take him?" Emma asked, a bit agitated. "Tell me that much."
Felix hummed. "How do you compare the monster inside Bruce to Creature Z?"
"About...about the same, I think."
"It'll be tough then. Really tough. I was barely able to defeat the Lizard on my own. That thing adapted just like I did. All I could do was send it up into the stratosphere."
"Oh come on." Emma put one leg on the other one. "You're Spider-Man! You can do anything!"
"I'm also smart," Felix said. "I'd rather be prepared in the event of fighting the Hulk."
"The Hulk? Is that what you want to call it?"
"It's what SHIELD called it," he corrected.
"They know about him? That a monster is walking in New York and…" Emma huffed and crossed her arms. "Fuck, whatever. I should have assumed they knew. They're that type of organization."
Felix closed his eyes, thinking. From the moment he saw Bruce, he did not step back. Felix had a degree of confidence. "I have an idea."
"Oh? What?"
'I've been working on this for a long, long time now in the event my powers were temporary or if I lost them somehow. It's on hiatus because of Creature Z and resource issues but now…'
With Emma Frost, a billionaire with immense influence and her own shipping company, circumstances had changed.
"Project Spider-Armor Mark II: The ultimate suit," Felix declared proudly. "A Felix Faeth original. I specialize in nanotechnology and this is taking that concept to the maximum. Everything I've learned and been given, it uses it all. I've drawn up eighty-percent of the blueprints but issue is, I need—"
"Vibranium and Adamantium, right?"
"Sounds like this isn't the first time someone's ask you."
"No shit. People think I'm close with Princess Ororo which makes me close with King T'Challa."
Between breaks, Felix once asked Princess Shuri about whether she had influence over the movement of Vibranium. He suspected not given she was young and a scientist-first and a princess-second, the type to cause trouble if given that kind of control. He had been on the money: Shuri once stirred trouble for using too much Vibranium in her experiments. Consequently, her brother became that much more careful in its supply. Always checking on how much was sold and why.
"Are you?"
"...god, I hate not being able to read your mind." Emma sighed and popped open the drawer next to her to get a bottle of champagne. She didn't bother with a glass, she straight-up drank it. "Princess Ororo is the only one that can get as much Vibranium from T'Challa—within reason, of course. I know you'll ask me for the reason but I'm not telling. It's private."
Okay, interesting…
"You probably won't be able to rely on your powers. I say probably because I don't know how you got your powers."
Felix did a double-take. "What?"
"You've heard of Princess Ororo's nude island, right? That place has Vibranium everywhere. Spoons, forks, statues—hell, even her pool was lined with it. It's like she's showing it off. I don't know why but it messed up my telepathy completely. I couldn't use it in any capacity. I was naked physically and mentally." Emma drank from the bottle and shook her head. "Worst day of my life."
"But you got what you want."
"I did. Barely. That stormy chick rarely leaves that island. I try and make my deals whenever we're not there. Rarely works because she's quite fickle." Emma decided to go back to having manners and poured a glass of champagne for herself. "So?"
Felix considered what she was saying. "No, that won't happen to me."
"You think so?"
"Your telepathy wasn't stolen or disabled, it was absorbed. I was told from a friend a long time ago that Vibranium has mystical elements and intense energy absorption. Think of your telepathy as wifi waves, they can still be detected and absorbed in some spectrums. My powers aren't dependent on that."
From his breast pocket, the Symbiote flicked out a card. Felix casually caught it and read it again. This was the card Princess Ororo handed him at the yacht.
"A nude island, huh…"
In order to beat the Hulk confidently, he was going to need Vibranium. He was going to need to be prepared.
As Spider-Man, he couldn't be picky. As embarrassing as it was, he had to do this.