Marvel: I'm a Symbiote

Chapter 112 0111: Dinner

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Alex slowly leaned closer to Gwen and their lips were just centimeters apart.

*Ding*

They were about to start making out again but the ding of the elevator interrupted them, prompting them both to turn to the opening doors of the elevator with slightly annoyed looks. There were 5 people in the elevator who were subjected to the scary looks that both Gwen and Alex were giving them. All of them seemed to look at each other for a split second before they turned to look at the duo again and walked out in silence. They all seemed to have an implicit understanding that they weren't going to say anything and reduce their presence as much as possible while scurrying away.

Alex decided to make the best of the situation and stuck his foot in between the closing doors of the elevator before looking at Gwen, "Milady…" He offered his hand.

Gwen got the message and grabbed his hand with a proud attitude-filled expression on her face as she walked with slow steps into the elevator.

Though the moment the doors of the elevator closed, that expression broke down and a smirk replaced it. She wrapped her arms around Alex's neck and pushed him against the wall of the elevator before pressing her lips against his.

They both fiercely made out as Alex's hands roamed Gwen's body and he enjoyed her aggressive actions. He also took the opportunity to use his cyberspace manipulation on the elevator's circuitry so that it would both take longer to reach their destination which was tens of floors up and not stop for anyone else.

He enjoyed her curvy body as his actions slowly got more and more aggressive. He first pushed back against her tongue that was in his mouth and they started playing a game to 'win' the kiss that Alex was doubtlessly winning. He started taking more control as he started walking, such that Gwen's back was against the wall, and brought his hands to Gwen's thighs before giving them a tight squeeze. Gwen got the message and wrapped her legs around his torso. That was when Alex pushed her against the red velvety wall of the elevator and took control, allowing Gwen to bask in his presence and feeling of his hands trailing across her body.

*Ding*

Even though Alex had slowed down the elevator's ascent, there was only so much time that he and Gwen could hog the elevator. After a couple of minutes, they reached the restaurant floor and the doors opened. Alex had already helped Gwen fix her dress and push it back down so that her lacy panties weren't visible to the populous. It had risen up after she'd wrapped her legs around Alex.

"This is fun…" Gwen commented as she walked out of the elevator, she was holding Alex's hand as she looked around at the ambiance of the place. "I'm glad you like it," Alex said as she enjoyed the view of Gwen's face instead.

"Table for two. I have a reservation. Alex" He told the receptionist, "Just a moment, sir." She replied with a trained flirty smile before looking to the register.

"Mr. Alex Hunt?" She confirmed. "Yes." He agreed.

[Hunt?] This was the first time Gwen had heard Alex's full name.

[Yeah. I'm a hunter. I hunt hot and sexy women and make them completely dependent on me while giving them endless pleasure while also strengthening them.] He told her.

Gwen suppressed her urge to roll her eyes as she saw a waiter arriving who guided them both to their seat. Alex had decided on a window seat with a mesmerizing view of the New York skyline.

"So beautiful…" Gwen whispered as she looked at the shining lights all over. "You see this view every day…" Alex reminded Gwen.

"Swinging's different…" Gwen shrugged before looking at Alex. He pulled back the chair for her, "Please," He gestured for her to sit on the seat.

"Thank you," Gwen sat on the chair and he pushed it slightly ahead to allow her to sit better. Then he took his seat in front of her.

Just as they took their seats, a sommelier arrived and said, "Some wine, sir?" He asked, showing a sealed bottle of expensive wine.

"Sure." Alex nodded. The sommelier poured the wine for him and for Gwen before leaving the bottle now opened on the table. "How is it?" He asked as Gwen took a sip.

"It's good… " Gwen nodded before looking at him, "What about you?" She asked.

"It's wine. I'm not someone who can appreciate wine. Now scotch whiskey, that's stuff that I can appreciate." He said.

"Were you like some sort of bro in your previous life?" Gwen asked with amusement.

"Maybe I was…" Alex smiled, "If I can get some good scotch, all I'll be missing is a cigar to look like a pretentious douche." He said.

"You like cigars?" Gwen asked with a sparkle in her eyes. "Yeah, at least once in a while." Alex shrugged.

"I've always wanted to try one, I've never known what it's like." She said with an anticipatory tone.

"It's bad for your lungs, that's what it's like," Alex stated.

Before Gwen could say anything in response, the waiter that led them to this table came back with the menus in hand.

After the duo gave their respective orders, they got back to their chat, "Come on, please. Can't you bring me to get cigars?" Gwen asked while making puppy eyes at him.

"Fine fine. You can share one with me. I'm pretty sure that you won't even be able to manage more than a couple of puffs," Alex said. Gwen suddenly brought out her inner Anikin and said, "You dare underestimate my power?"

"Admit it, Gwen. I have the high ground." Alex's smile widened and he said, "Original or Preqel?" Alex asked her with the most serious tone imaginable.

"I like the Prequels. They're the ones I saw first…" Gwen and Alex got into a discussion as they waited for their food. Every once in a while, Gwen's face would turn to the right, admiring the view from her seat.

After their food was served, they both dug in.

"Hey, Alex…" Gwen called him as she ate a croissante. "Hm?" He looked at her. "Why French?" She asked.

"What do you mean?" He asked. "I mean, why did you pick a French restaurant? I know for a fact that you prefer spicy foods." She said.

"Just cause… I know you like French food. Plus practically all Michelin-starred restaurants serve European cuisine as the primary food." He said nonchalantly.

"What? Isn't this a worldwide generalized system that equally judges all restaurants? Why would they prioritize European cuisine, which is generally known to be pretty bland?" She asked curiously.

"I'll tell you a fun little fact about this system," Alex said to her with an excited tone, "The company that assigns these stars to restaurants is based in France. And the country with the highest number of these stars is also France. You see where I'm going with this?" Alex asked.

"It's a skewed system. It's understandable. But that doesn't mean that they only promote French cuisine. I know for a fact that Japan is the country with the second-highest number of stars." Gwen countered.

"That's the funniest part. Out of all of Japan's unprecedentedly rich Japanese cuisine, most of the Michelin-starred restaurants there serve European cuisine. The company says that their judging criteria are all the same, but the thing is that the criteria are based on their palettes. And their tasteless palettes aren't suited for Mexican or Japanese or Indian cuisines." Alex said.

"Huh…" Gwen went into thought as she heard his words, "Damn. I never realized."

"The more you—"

*Boom*

There was the sound of an explosion and Gwen's head instantly snapped to the side as she instinctively said, "I have to go." Before getting up. Or at least trying to get up and failing miserably. She was stuck in her seat. "Alex!" She whispered with anger evident in her tone.

"Just sit and enjoy the meal. I'll take care of it." Alex told her, knowing that she wouldn't be able to sit right if she didn't help out. And just to prove his point, a blurry black silhouette of Ghost Spider was seen swinging toward the scene of the crime.

"Why am I black?" Gwen asked, "And since when have I been black?" Gwen asked him.

"That's racist," Alex commented as Gwen just looked at him with an unamused expression.

"You've been wearing the black suit ever since I decided to temporarily take over your job of being the protector of NYC," Alex said, "I think that the black with red tints on your suit seems to be pretty nice. There should be some change since I've bonded with you…"

Gwen narrowed her eyes and looked at him, "You're hiding something… You've always been subtle and hiding your identity, hell, even your existence isn't known to anyone but me. Even Cindy only thinks that you're a mutant with some unique powers. You're confident… Too confident… What's the deal?" Gwen had noticed.

"Busted…" Alex smirked, "I am confident. I'm confident that no one in the world can do shit to me… To some extent." He said.

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