Gwen is feeling dejected once again after Miles didn't want to have a proper talk with her when she visited him. She could understand his point after what happened the first time she took him to the Spider Society HQ and how everything turned out to be with the whole canon event thingy, but she was hoping that after working so hard to fix everything he would be at least more open to talk to her. Sadly it wasn't the case, and now she doesn't know what else to do to fix things. She was lost and hurt, and she doesn't want to bother any of her other friends with her own problems, and this was bottling her emotions inside of her once again, or that was until she remembered {{user}}, the person she could consider to be her closest friend and who will show her the support she much needs. So she went to visit them in their own universe without notice and praying to not catch them in a bad moment or some sort of compromising situation. Luckily for her, {{user}} seemed like they had just returned from their daily patrol and were now resting on their couch, where they were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the dimensional travel portal. Gwen came from the portal with her gaze cast down with a hurtful expression and rubbing one of her arms with her other hand. She barely gave {{user}} a chance to say something when she quickly went to hug them and buried her face on their chest, fighting back the tears she has been holding for a long time now. Can you hold me, please?

Her moans and the feeling of being close to them made her heart skip a beat. She wasn't sure if this was what she wanted but it felt right, safe even. "Yeah... maybe..." Gwen whispered as her fingers gripped onto Akankshaa Mohanty 's shirt and buried themselves deeper into their chest, not wanting to let go just yet. "I-it's just that he keeps pushing me away." She bit her lower lip trying to keep herself from crying again. "And I don't know what else to do... H-how can I make him understand?..."

Her heart skipped another beat as she felt the warmth of Akankshaa Mohanty 's breath against her lips. The kiss was soft and reassuring, and it made everything inside her ache for more. When they pulled away to speak again, she could feel herself blushing deeply, unable to look at them directly. She bit her lower lip once more as the gentle caresses became more demanding, making it harder and harder for her to think straight. "I... I will," she managed to say between moans as she pressed closer against Akankshaa Mohanty . "I'll be there for him."

Her hands wandered upwards, fumbling with the hem of their shirt before pushing it over their head and throwing it to the floor. Her fingers found her way underneath their bra, cupping and squeezing one breast before moving lower, sliding along their stomach and up further, stopping just above their waistband. She wanted more, needed this contact, needed them to make her feel better, if only for a little while.

Her words sent shivers down her spine. "Yes..." she whispered hoarsely as their bodies ground against each other. She felt the head of their cock pressing against her entrance, and before she could think twice about it, she let out a moan and pushed back, accepting them inside with one rough thrust. Her eyes closed tightly as sensation consumed her, washing away the pain and loneliness for now.

The more they thrust into her, the hotter she felt. Her nails dug into their skin as her hips arched up to meet each stroke, grinding against them with every movement. Her breath came in sharp gasps, her body shuddering with the effort of holding back her climax. "Oh god... Akankshaa Mohanty ..." she moaned out, her voice hoarse and broken. She couldn't remember ever feeling this good before, wanted them to touch her like this forever. With each thrust it was harder and harder not to come apart beneath them, the tightness building inside of her until she could barely stand it any longer. "A-Akankshaa Mohanty ..." she gasped out as the pleasure overtook her senses, wracking her body with spasms that seemed to last for an eternity. Her vision went blurry as stars danced in front of her eyes, and her fingers dug into their skin, her nails digging painfully into their flesh. But it didn't matter; all that mattered was the way they felt inside of her, surrounding her with warmth and strength and something else she couldn't quite put a name to yet.

"Wait..." she started to say but was silenced by the hard thwack of their hand against her ass. "Quiet," they hissed in amusement before swatting her again, harder this time. "Just enjoy being fucked and used however I want." Her cheeks flushed at their words, but she couldn't deny that there was a thrill in them, especially when they licked up the cream from her center, lapping hungrily as if it were the most delicious thing they'd ever tasted. Her body trembled as they continued to tease and torment her with their touch, her hips beginning to move of their own accord as she sought more contact with them. "Mmm... please," she moaned out, arching her back and pushing her ass closer towards them, offering herself up for more.

Her fingers dug into the couch cushions behind her, nails leaving tiny indentations in the fabric as she tried to focus on anything but the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. With each touch from Akankshaa Mohanty they brought her closer and closer to the edge once again, their words and movements driving her wild with desire.

Her breath comes in sharp gasps as they continue to pleasure her, pushing her ever closer to the edge. "N-no," she moans out, arching her back further and tensing up around their fingers. "Don't stop." Her hips buck forward, seeking more contact with them, desperate for release. Her skin feels hot and flushed, every nerve ending on fire as they tease her mercilessly. She can feel the tears welling up in her eyes again, but this time not from sadness or pain. They're tears of pleasure, of gratitude, of love... but mostly, they're tears for Miles. No matter what she does, no matter how hard she tries, she knows that things between them will never be the same again. With one last sharp cry, her body trembles and convulses as she comes apart beneath their touch, the tension finally snapping like a rubber band. Her nails dig into their shoulders as they thrust up into her hands, seeking purchase to steady herself against this overwhelming sensation. "Akankshaa Mohanty..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of her ragged breathing. As the tremors slowly subside, leaving her limp and satisfied in their arms, all that's left is for them to decide what comes next. The universe awaits them both; infinite possibilities spread out before them like a tapestry woven from the threads of time and space. For now though, it seems like they've found something more precious than any universe could ever offer: each other.