Vincent felt a bit parched, his gaze fixed on the girl in front of him.
Spider-Woman, Gwen.
Her beautiful left leg, clad in black stockings, was illuminated by the dim yellow light, outlining two perfectly flawless curves. The alluring paleness beneath the semi-transparent stockings was faintly visible, and the black of the stockings shimmered with a mysterious, radiant glow.
Her beautiful right leg, clad in white stockings, offered another kind of beauty. The stockings seemed to wrap her evenly slender foot in a thin veil, making it appear sacred and pure, untainted. The moment the light hit it, the white stockings and beautiful leg seemed to be illuminated through and through!
And whether black or white, her soles were all very small, delicate, and pink.
"Gwen, you are so beautiful."
This time, Vincent followed his heart, praising her unreservedly.
The black was mysterious and stunning, the white sacred and pure.
The ultimate blend of black and white beauty was truly perfect for Gwen, just like the perfectly balanced Spider gene abilities!
Gwen's small face was flushed crimson, and her feet gently tapped the air.
Watching the girl who had mustered her courage, tinged with embarrassment.
Vincent was done for.
Who could resist that?!
"It's just a game…"
Vincent extended both his hands forward simultaneously. The girl's feet were so small and delicate that his slightly large hands could easily cup them.
He felt as if his hands were holding the most tender and precious thing, something even divine artifacts or a king's scepter couldn't compare to.
Under the Super Spider gene physique, her feet, as a spider's sensors, had unprecedentedly acute senses.
Therefore.
Gwen usually wore soft-soled shoes, and not just any soft soles. They had to be light, soft boots, specifically designed for professional dance, allowing her to detect the slightest movement, even a single strand of web, under her feet!
Therefore.
Now, completely held by Vincent's palms, she could clearly feel the exploring touch of his fingers, magnified infinitely in her brain.
Gwen's body trembled violently, and her clasped legs became even weaker.
Her soft, pink feet and toes instinctively curled, then quickly and gently stretched out again.
Even though there were stockings, their presence increased the friction, yet still maintained a silky softness… Vincent had never played such an enjoyable game.
Even if he wasn't into fetishes before, he probably was now.
No one could resist Spider-Woman's perfect and exquisite beautiful legs.
Even a year, ten years of this wouldn't be boring. Against the resilient muscles, the ivory-like curve was very smooth… "The game should end…"
Gwen's light blue eyes had long since become misty, and she bit her lip tightly, desperately suppressing the sound in her throat.
"Then let's try a different way to play."
"Ah!"
Gwen exclaimed in surprise.
Her feet, held by the boy, suddenly lifted high, reaching all the way to her shoulders… "This is not… playing a game."
Gwen looked at Vincent's face, so close to hers. Her own face was crimson, and she finally couldn't hold back, hot steam rising from her golden short hair.
"Is it okay?"
Vincent asked earnestly.
The girl shook her golden short hair, turning her small face away, and said with a slight tremor, "Do you remember a joke you told before?"
"If you suddenly turned into a girl, what would you do…"
"First, let my brother…" Vincent naturally knew the rest of it. His eyes were slightly red, and he continued with a hot breath, "Gwen, you need to know, I'm being a scoundrel to you… This is a game called life, there are no retries."
Vincent had long regarded Gwen as family, which was why he was hesitant and cautious.
If it were anyone else, being a scoundrel would be fine.
"Please, go ahead."
Gwen suddenly cupped his face and said earnestly, word for word, "This is what you owe me! The compensation I want!"
Vincent no longer hesitated.
His right hand released a soft, white foot, and he gently peeled off a bandage from underneath… A night passed.
The next day, morning.
Inside the top-floor suite of the Five-Star Hotel, the doors and windows were tightly shut. The golden sunlight from outside seeped through the curtains, letting in a hint of daylight.
Inside.
Strands of white spider silk adhered to the room's door panel, walls, and ceiling. In the center of the suite, above the bed, a huge spider web was woven and suspended.
Due to the density of the spider silk and web, it looked more like a giant web-nest than a spider web.
Through some gaps in the white web-nest's side, one could faintly see a pair of smooth, slender, completely uncovered, evenly beautiful legs resting inside the spacious web-nest… A large hand suddenly grasped a straight, soft, pale ankle, the thumb and forefinger easily locking onto it.
Vincent woke up.
Not long after.
The white web-nest began to sway slightly, the amplitude of the sway becoming more pronounced, causing the dense spider silk around it to tremble and tighten.
The aftershocks and impacts, far exceeding human strength, were distributed and slowed down by the spider silk. Otherwise, if they acted directly on the mattress below, no matter how good the quality, it would have been ruined long ago.
Gwen whimpered and also woke up.
The battle between fellow Spider-People continued… After noon.
The Black-haired Boy finally emerged from the white web-nest. The daylight beams that had seeped into the room fell upon his once again gloriously sacrificed shirt.
His clothes hung like rags on his body, as if torn by sharp nails, but his Body of Steel remained unharmed.
The Super Spider gene ability had been renewed once more.
The accelerated metabolism and recovery of his extraordinary physique quickly replenished Vincent's energy. He stepped forward and pulled back a corner of the room's curtains, allowing the sunlight to fully stream in and brighten the room.
His steel-forged upper body bathed in the golden sunlight, Vincent looked down at the modern city in the daylight.
He was momentarily dazed.
He could perceive every speck of dust floating in the light within the room, and could even 'see' the slight tremor of a single strand of spider silk, ten meters beyond his blind spot, forming part of the white web-nest behind him, and the faint breathing and heartbeats of the girl lying in the web-nest, sleeping in.
This was Spider-Sense.
Now that he possessed Super Spider abilities, having Spider-Sense was only natural… No!
Vincent jolted out of his daze.
This was not ordinary Spider-Sense; his extraordinary perception of his surroundings was even more acute and detailed than before!
In the past, Spider-Sense served mostly as an enhanced sensory aid and an early warning for sudden dangers, manifesting more like a passive jolt, and wasn't very stable.
But the current Spider-Sense seemed to be more perfect, pushing the spider's keen perception to its extreme!
Vincent could directly feel everything happening within ten meters of him, to his side.
Things as tiny as dust, movements as subtle as the wind blowing, could not escape his perception!
Stable and perfect Spider-Sense.
This was the Lord of the Retinue Vincent's second permanent ability, following his Body of Steel, which had no obvious weaknesses!
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