FIC: A Spider in Gotham (Marvel x DC Crossover) (Patreon)

Fandom: Marvel x DC Crossover

Summary: When Spider-Man swoops in to 'save' Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy, the reformed(?) former villains decide to thank Gotham's newest vigilante and make up for their ruined date at the same time. (Spider-Man/Poison Ivy/Harley Quinn)

Content Warnings/Themes: Older women/younger man, threesome, lesbian relationship, light femdom

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Spider-Man swung through the streets of Gotham City, keeping an eye out for anyone that needed help or any criminals that might be up to no good while he explored his new home. Leaving New York behind had been a major decision, though one not entirely of his own making. He hadn’t allowed himself to feel homesick though. New York had been his home but it wasn’t like crime didn’t exist elsewhere. There seemed to be enough crime in Gotham to keep Batman and the entire Batfamily busy, so he figured the city could use a Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man to help out too.

He wasn’t really looking over his shoulder worried about Batman or the Batfamily taking issue with him encroaching on their territory anymore. That had been a bit of a concern when he’d come to Gotham, but there was peace between them now. Well, peace of a sort anyway. They tolerated his presence in the city they’d long been protecting, so long as he didn’t get in their way. Some of them seemed to tolerate him better than others, admittedly. He got the sense that half of the ‘family’ would just as soon send Spider-Man on the first flight out of Gotham, but that was a story for another time.

The Batfamily might tolerate him but the villains of Gotham despised him. They’d already had the caped crusader and his allies to deal with, and now they had Spider-Man as the newest vigilante on the block to contend with. Peter welcomed their hatred. If every two-bit goon or hired thug in the city didn’t clench their fists and curse in anger every time they saw him swing by, what was even the point of it all? One of the best parts about leaving New York behind and coming to Gotham was that he had a whole new crop of villains to annoy.

There didn’t seem to be anything major going on in Gotham tonight; either that or the Batfamily had already taken care of the heavy stuff before he was even aware of it. That was okay though. Part of being a Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man was dealing with the smaller stuff on the streets in between breaking up bigger villainous schemes. And as he swung over Gotham Park he saw a likely opportunity.

A pair of women were surrounded by a group of goons in clown masks and garish costumes. Joker’s thugs. Clearly they weren’t there to make sure the girls got home safely.

“Hi guys!” he called out as he swung into action. He wrapped two of them up in his webbing before they could even turn towards him. “Didn’t your mothers ever teach you to treat girls with respect?” A third goon turned and threw a punch at him, but Peter dodged that as easily as if time had stopped and connected with a punch of his own.

“Don’t believe what they say about nice guys finishing last. If you want a pretty woman to talk to you, try being polite rather than pushy.” The fourth goon brandished a knife, but Peter’s webbing hit his hand. “Now now; don’t play with sharp things. You might hurt yourself.” After dropping that goon, there was just one more to deal with. He seemed to have decided that the odds were against him and fleeing was a better option, but a quick dose of web around his feet made sure he didn’t get far.

“At least that guy was smarter than the others,” one of the girls said.

“Marginally, perhaps,” the other replied. “He couldn’t have been too smart though. Otherwise he wouldn’t have tried to harass the likes of us.”

Having finished making sure that all five goons were properly gift wrapped for the police, Peter turned his attention to the girls. “Sorry for the trouble, ladies. I’m Gotham’s newest crime fighter, your friendly…neighborhood…oh.” He trailed off when he turned and got a better look at the two women he’d just saved.

“Yes, we know who ya are,” Harley Quinn said, chuckling at him.

“Indeed,” Poison Ivy said. “Your reputation precedes you, Spider-Man.”

“Uh, so does yours?” Peter said, not intending it to come out as a question. It was true; he’d seen this woman’s beautiful face and stunning red hair in wanted posters and villain profiles well before he’d come to call Gotham home.

“There are plenty of people in Gotham who weren’t happy when they heard you were coming here,” Ivy said.

“Not us, of course!” Harley laughed. “We’re legit now! All respectable like!”

“Err, yeah,” Peter said, somewhat uneasily. “So I’ve heard.” He might be new in town, but he was familiar with these two. They didn’t exactly keep a low profile. People well beyond Gotham knew about Harley Quinn, Joker’s ex-girlfriend. And Poison Ivy had quite a reputation as well. The two women were both reformed villains, or at least they claimed to be. Whether they’d truly turned over a new leaf or not was still a matter of some debate, but that they were now dating each other was common knowledge.

“I’m surprised you would come and help little ol’ us!” Harley said, giggling. “Bats probably would have left us to fend for ourselves.”

“Well, I’m happy I could help!” he said, brightening. Whatever previous history they might have, with Batman or with villainy in general, there was no reason for Peter to hold it against them. He’d come to Gotham for something of a fresh start, and if Harley and Ivy were serious about breaking away from their old ways, why shouldn’t they be given their own fresh start? “I beat up some bad guys and saved a couple of ladies. Not a bad night’s work.”

“Helped,” Ivy corrected. “You helped a couple of ladies. We had it well under control.”

“Yeah!” Harley said. “If you hadn’t showed up, I woulda pounded their stupid faces in! But blood’s so hard to wash out, and this is a brand-new dress. So thanks, little spidey!”

“Yes, thank you, Spider-Man,” Ivy said. “Those foolish clowns ruined our date night, but I’m glad to have run into you. You seem like a much more interesting vigilante than the ones Gotham is familiar with.”

“You’re way more fun than Bats!” Harley said. “He never woulda joked around like that while beatin’ up some goons. Almost makes me wish I was still out there bein’ bad. We’d have so much fun tradin’ one liners!”

“I’d, uh, rather not,” Peter said. “Let’s just joke around as friends instead. Doesn’t that sound more fun?”

Ivy laughed. “Not to worry, Spider-Man. We’re going to be good girls.” Something about her smile and the way she examined him made him feel like he was being evaluated for something. “And since we’re being so good, I think we deserve a reward, don’t you?”

Her hand reached out towards him and he flinched, momentarily afraid that the former villain might be reaching out with ill intent. But her hand rested on his chest, and her fingers danced playfully along the red and blue material of his suit.

“How about you come back to our place?” she purred. “They ruined our date night, but I think you might be able to redeem the entire night for us if you come and keep us company. Come and be our reward.”

“Yeah, that sounds like fun!” Harley said. She rubbed up against Peter’s side and nuzzled his neck, and between her lips on his neck and her breast pressing against him she was certainly not shy about getting up close and personal with him. “Besides, our hero needs rewarding! We might be new to this whole ‘law-abiding citizen’ thing, but even I know you gotta say thank you when a hero helps ya!” She licked a spot just underneath his ear and made him shiver. “And I’m real good at sayin’ thank you.”

Peter was no virgin, and it wasn’t like both these girls weren’t incredibly sexy. This was still too insane for him to give into though. People didn’t just go and have sex with people they’d only just met. Certainly Peter didn’t. Even setting aside the fact that they were both allegedly reformed villains, he just wasn’t the type of guy to screw anything that moved or hop into bed with someone he’d known for all of five minutes. That wasn’t him.

But he felt his mind clouding over as a sweet smell filled his nostrils. Suddenly it felt silly to refuse such an amazing offer. How stupid would he have to be to turn down a chance to have sex with two mature women as sexy as Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn?

“Do you understand what’s happening right now?” Ivy asked him, tucking a finger under his chin. Peter just stared at her. “That’s the power of my pheromones filling your head. It’s just a small dose though. If I’d wanted to, I could have pumped enough aphrodisiac into your system to turn you into a drooling idiot who would worship the ground I walk on. But Batman would probably frown on that.

“And it wouldn’t be any fun!” Harley said. “He needs to want to fuck us!”

“I wouldn’t have put it quite so crudely, but you’re not wrong,” Ivy said, smiling. “Yes, as my girlfriend bluntly said: you need to want it. All I’ve done is given you a tiny little dose of aphrodisiac; just enough to lower your inhibitions a little bit. The rest is up to you. Are you going to come back to our place and let us reward you for your heroism? Or are you going to swing back to your apartment, or make yourself a web on a rooftop or do whatever it is you do when your night of fighting crime is finished?”

“Make the right choice, little spidey!” Harley said, grinning and kissing his neck some more. “Let a couple of former bad girls give you a nice warm welcome to Gotham!”

--

“Ooh, Little Spidey’s not so little after all!” Harley said, smiling with glee as she got Peter’s boxers off. They’d left his mask alone, per his request, but other than that he was naked. Naturally his cock was fully erect since Ivy and Harley had stripped each other naked before they dealt with him, and they’d kissed and fondled each other for a bit too. Aphrodisiac or no aphrodisiac, there was no heterosexual man who could have stayed soft while watching Harley squeeze her redheaded girlfriend’s big breasts together or Ivy reaching around to dig her fingers into the fat butt cheeks of the woman that the Joker had been stupid enough to neglect.

“No he’s not,” Ivy said. “It’s been quite some time since I’ve seen a dick, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen one as impressive as this.” She licked her hand before she reached out, wrapped it around Peter’s dick and slowly stroked him from tip to base. He groaned, almost embarrassed at how loud and needy he sounded from something so simple. But he couldn’t help it. He hadn’t had sex since things ended with MJ a few weeks before he left New York, and Ivy’s hand was incredibly soft on his cock. Physically there might be no difference between her hand and his, but it felt worlds better to him.

“That was a cute groan!” Harley said, giggling. “He sounds just like a virgin about to get his cherry popped!” Peter would have pointed out that as a guy he wouldn’t have had anything to ‘pop’ even if he had still been a virgin, but Harley’s fingers started tickling his balls and it was hard to think about anything but that.

“Hmm, I wonder if you might be on to something,” Ivy said. She stopped stroking his dick, though her fingers still remained around him. “I can tell from your voice that you’re young, Spider-Man, but I’d assumed you have some level of experience. This won’t be your first time, will it?”

“No,” Peter managed to respond. Harley was still playing with his balls, but Ivy’s hand going still was likely the only reason he’d managed to get it out.

“Good,” she said. “I’m glad to hear it. Fun as it would have been to take your first time, I’d much rather you be able to last long enough for all three of us to get our proper rewards for good behavior.”

Peter wasn’t sure if her lowering her head and licking his cock like a lollypop was meant to be a reward for him or for her. He would’ve thought it was for him, but the excitement in her eyes as she stared up at him suggested that she might be enjoying it close to as much as he was.

There was no way that could be true once she took him into her mouth and started to suck though. Whatever satisfaction she got out of pleasuring him couldn’t possibly compare to what he felt as she slid her lips down and treated him to a blowjob. For someone who apparently hadn’t had much practice with dicks recently, you wouldn’t have known it judging by the skill she displayed. Ivy sucked him incredibly well, bobbing her head with no difficulty and using her tongue masterfully around the head as well as the shaft. Peter could only groan in appreciation of the older woman’s skill.

Ivy alone would have given him plenty of pleasure with a blowjob like this, but Harley joined in as well. She seemed to take her lover's bobbing head as a sign that she should up her own efforts, and she moved from tickling his balls to putting her mouth on them. This was a first for Peter. He’d had blowjobs before, but no one had ever put their mouth on his balls before. She wasn’t the least bit shy about it either. Harley pressed her lips right against his balls and gave them loving smooches, almost as if she was making out with them. Then she started licking them, spinning her tongue around and treating him to a proper tongue bath.

Peter groaned, dazed by what he was experiencing. This was the first threesome in his life, so it went without saying that Ivy’s head bobbing on his cock and Harley’s tongue running all over his balls was testing him in brand new ways. And then Ivy started sliding her lips up and down his cock faster, and at the same time Harley went from licking his balls to taking them both into her mouth and sucking on them. It was like they’d communicated with each other somehow, coordinating their efforts to deliver their finishing blows simultaneously.

It worked. Peter jerked on the bed, surrendering completely to the pleasure the mouths of these two former villains brought him and filling Ivy’s mouth with his cum. Usually he would have done the courteous thing and let her know that he was close, but their double oral assault finished him too suddenly for anything other than a helpless groan to pass through his lips.

The redhead’s lips remained sealed around his cock while he came, and she calmly pulled back only after he’d finished. Harley’s mouth was still stuffed full of both balls until Ivy grabbed her blonde hair and pulled her up. It turned out that she pulled her up so they could kiss again. Harley moaned into her girlfriend’s mouth, kissed her back and grabbed her breasts once again. Peter watched, mesmerized once again. Watching two beautiful girls kiss so passionately was exciting enough but knowing that they were sharing his cum while they did so made it even more fascinating.

“Mmm, thanks for sharin’ the load, Red!” Harley said after they finally broke apart. She smacked her lips together and looked down at Peter. “You taste pretty good, Little Spidey!”

“Yes, it wasn’t bad,” Ivy admitted. “I found those cute groans even more delicious though.” Peter was glad they couldn’t see his face underneath his mask, because he was sure his blushing cheeks would have amused them greatly.

“He’s a lotta fun to play with, that’s for sure!” Harley said. “Oh, and it looks like he’s already ready for more!” She was right. Peter had always had a pretty quick recovery time, but he got hard again now in record time.

“The benefits of youth,” Ivy said, smiling at him. “We’ve just given you a reward; and a pretty handsome win in my opinion.” Peter couldn’t argue with that. “Now let’s see if you can give us our reward.”

--

“Isn’t she gorgeous, Spider-Man?”

“Gorgeous,” Peter groaned. Gorgeous, sexy, perfect; whatever word anyone wanted to use to describe Harley Quinn as she rode his cock, it fit. She was smiling from ear to ear as she bounced on his cock with an intensity that almost scared him. She might not be on the Joker’s arm anymore, but there was still a hint of danger and insanity from her as she had him at her mercy. Their hands were locked together, but it wasn’t a tender sort of handhold. She was pinning his arms to the bed while she fucked him, establishing a casual sort of dominance over him. Peter was pretty sure he could have broken out and freed himself if he really wanted to, but he wasn’t about to put that to the test.

He’d never been fucked so aggressively before. There had been times where the girl had been on top, but it had never been anything like this. That was playful and fun; this was rough and heated. Rough, heated and amazing. Harley was dangerous and sexy, and that carried over into how she fucked him too. She slammed her hips down onto him like she was on a time limit and needed to make herself cum as quickly as humanly possible. It was hard enough that Peter seriously doubted whether a normal man would have been able to handle it. Thankfully he had the strength and endurance provided by the radioactive spider bite, so he was able to take her enthusiastic bouncing.

That meant he got to appreciate her sheathing his cock inside of her pussy over and over again, and he got to sit back and admire her breasts bouncing around in time with the rest of her body. Ivy reached around her body from behind and cupped those breasts, squeezing them in her hands while she bounced. Having Harley’s boobs slightly covered did nothing to lessen Peter’s excitement, particularly when he saw how the blonde reacted to it.

She’d already been fucking him harder than anyone else ever had, but now she somehow took it to still another level. Having Ivy’s hands on her breasts and her lips kissing the back of her neck seemed to flip a switch. She grunted as she moved her hands to his wrists and leaned over him, switching to more of a back-and-forth grind as opposed to the fierce bounces. The actual intensity of the fuck only increased though, because she humped hard. Harley Quinn did not seem to do soft.

“Why don’t you turn yourself around, Harls?” Ivy murmured. “Let our handsome young hero watch that ass while you fuck him.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Harley said, already stopping her grinding and pulling up so she could turn around. “Watchin’ my butt while I fuck him’s gonna be a great reward for our cute little spider!”

Peter wasn’t sure how he felt about being called ‘cute’ or ‘little’, but he couldn’t find any fault with what was happening once Harley settled down into her new position and started bouncing again. Poison Ivy was right. Seeing the glee on her face and watching her breasts shake as she fucked him had been a wonderful view, but there was something about being able to look in front of him and watch Harley’s round ass cheeks jiggle every time she drove down onto his cock that drove Peter wild.

“Isn’t her ass amazing?” Ivy asked. “Here, take a feel.” She reached around to grab his hands and bring them up to Harley’s butt, and he took her up on the invitation and squeezed those full cheeks in his hands. “I’ve never shared her with anyone like this, you know. I’m pretty possessive. But somehow I don’t mind sharing with an adorable young hero like you.”

Both their hands remained on Harley’s ass, squeezing her cheeks together while she rode his cock. Harley was too busy bouncing and cursing indiscriminately to respond to anything that her girlfriend was saying, and before long Peter felt the same heat that had taken him when the girls’ mouths finished him off. He clenched his teeth beneath his mask, silently vowing not to cum until Harley had gotten off. This was supposed to be a reward for all three of them, after all. He just hoped she would give him some sort of sign when she came, because it wasn’t always easy to tell with girls.

“OH FUCK!” she screamed a minute or so later as her fuck reached a fever pitch. “FUCK, YEAH, I’M CUMMIN! I’M CUMMIN ON THAT BIG DICK, SPIDEY! FUCK, IT’S SO GOOD!”

So much for it being difficult to tell. Harley’s screams left no room for doubt when she came. And even when those screams were cut off by Ivy putting her hands on her cheeks and kissing her fiercely, Peter could still hear her screaming into her girlfriend’s mouth. His hands had been left alone on Harley’s ass, and he gave her thick cheeks a squeeze as he came.

“Ahh, shit, he’s fillin’ me up, Ives!” Harley moaned. She didn’t sound at all upset by that.

“You’re such a dirty girl,” Ivy said, clearly amused. “I do hope you didn’t exhaust our poor young hero though. I still need my reward.”

Peter normally might have been in the mood for a rest after a fuck like that, but he willed himself to get hard again once Harley got off of him. He needed to make sure that both beautiful former supervillains were satisfied before he left today.

--

“Looks like I didn’t have anything to worry about,” Ivy said, nodding with approval as she straddled Peter’s lap and slid her pussy lips along the length of his cock. “You’re nice and ready for me, aren’t you?” Peter was pretty sure it was a rhetorical question but decided to answer it anyway.

“I am,” he said. “I’m so ready for you, Ms. Ivy.”

She laughed. “Thanks for making me feel old, kid,” she said lightly. “Now let Ms. Ivy teach you a few things.” She held his cock straight with her hand so she could line up and sink down onto it.

Peter groaned as Ivy started to move. He could quickly feel the difference between her approach to riding his cock and Harley’s. The blonde was all about speed and force, whereas Ivy seemed more interested in technique and angle. She flexed her hips and moved her body in circles, looking incredibly sexy as she did so. She eventually sat all the way down to take the entirety of his cock inside of her, leaned forward and started grinding, rubbing her clit against his lower abdomen. 

It seemed to feel great for her, and it went without saying that having Ivy's snug pussy rocking back and forth on his cock brought Peter immense pleasure. It would have been easy for him to give up and call it a night after Harley's bouncing brought him to his second orgasm, but he was so glad that he'd held on. Missing out on Ivy's rocking would have been a tragedy.

"Hey, Little Spidey?" Harley said, speaking up for the first time since she'd gotten off of his cock and made room for her lover to take her place. She'd gone to the bathroom to clean herself up a bit, but she was back now, and standing in front of the bed.

"Yeah?" He looked back and discovered that her body looked great when viewed from upside down too.

"Wouldja mind givin' me a little lick while Ives takes ya for a ride?" she asked, chewing on her lip. "I cleaned up and all, but I'm still horny as fuck. You can keep the mask on; just pull it up above your mouth so you can put that sharp tongue on me. Pretty please, for me?"

Peter didn't even need to think about it. He reached for the bottom of his mask and rolled it up until his face was bared from below the nose. Harley's enthusiasm to have his mouth on her was obvious. She was already scrambling onto the bed by the time he got his mask up. and as soon as he pulled his hands away she was there to straddle his head and lower her pussy onto his face.

"Hope you can use that tongue for more than just wisecracks, spidey," Harley said as she wiggled her hips and rubbed her pussy against him. Peter felt like he did have a pretty good idea of what to do here, and he dove straight into showing Harley his oral talent. He started with licks up and down her vulva, but she was clearly not in need of any great buildup. She was ready for him to go for it all right away, so that's what he did. He brought his mouth to her clit and batted it with his tongue.

"Ohh, fuck, I guess you do know what you're doing!" Harley groaned. Emboldened, Peter decided to try something else. It had been a bit too intense for MJ's liking, but he had a hunch that Harley would have no such complaints. He wrapped his lips around her clit and gave it a nice suck.

"Fuck!" she screamed. "Oh, Ives! Little Spidey's aces with his mouth! You gotta try it!"

"Perhaps another time," Ivy replied, continuing her steady grinding. "I'm happy enough with his cock inside of me right now. And besides, his isn't the only mouth I'm interested in."

Peter couldn't see what was going on above him with Harley sitting on his face, but the smooching and heavy breathing made it pretty simple to figure it out. Ivy was making the most of Harley's decision to straddle his head with her ass facing him and kissing her girlfriend on the lips. The noises of a steamy girl on girl makeout session did not let up, and Peter could picture what was happening. He imagined they both had their hands busy too; he knew he would if he was either of them.

He didn't mind the position he was in though. Having Poison Ivy grinding on his cock and Harley Quinn sitting on his face was without question the best spot he'd been in since he'd come to Gotham. Heck, it was the best position he'd been in ever. The villains might hate him and the Batfamily might tolerate him at best, but what did that matter when he had a pair of sexy ex-villains eager to climb on top of him and welcome him to his new home?

Gotham's newest vigilante accepted the welcome with open arms, and more importantly with an eager mouth. He sucked away at Harley's clit while Ivy kept up her grinding, and while the need to cum for a third time was building up in his balls, he wasn't worried this time. Somehow he felt sure that between his cock and Harley making out with her, Ivy was bound to get what she needed.

Harley was the first of them to cum. The kissing continued and she couldn't scream like she had before, but the way she reached behind her body and grabbed onto his mask tightly was a pretty good indicator. And feeling her squirting into his mouth and on his chin settled it beyond any doubt.

Ivy was next. He felt her hands drop down onto his chest, but the big indicator of her pleasure came when the girls finally broke their kiss. "Oh, yes," she groaned, her voice breathless thanks to her pleasure as well as all the kissing she'd been doing. "Yes, spider! Ohh, it's been too long since I've had a real dick inside of me!"

"Feels good to cum all over Little Spidey's not so little dick, huh?" Harley said, giggling and sounding similarly short of breath. "Ain'tcha glad he dropped in on us?"

"I am," Ivy said around a groan. "I really, really am."

Peter was glad too. He'd already been pretty content with his decision to set up here, and as he bucked his hips and fired his cum inside of Poison Ivy's pussy, he was even happier to call Gotham his new home.

Whatever happened from here, he was sure that life as Gotham's newest vigilante was never going to be boring.