Marvel: I'm a Symbiote

Symbiote 0238: The Farmer Initiative (2/2) **

Alex continued railing Natasha roughly as he explained to Yelena his plan of sending the widows to gain some much-needed combat experience against foes of their level. He told her the same stuff that he told Natasha about giving the women the easy to combat and prevail against the abominations.

“And how long will this last?” Yelena asked. “I don’t find the idea of spending a couple of years of my life in a literal foreign wasteland very appealing.”

Alex didn’t even look at the blonde, his full focus on Natasha’s sexy expressions as he showed her his love. “I’ve already planned to give them motivation. The first thing that I’m releasing is an anti-aging serum that will keep them young and at the peak of their biological state for as long as they administer it.”

Yelena showed skepticism with a raised brow, “So a prolonged life isn’t just a thing for Nat and me?”

“Nat doesn’t need any serum and will be at her biological peak state as long as she’s bonded to me. You, on the other hand, are different. Remember that tank that I healed you in? I’m going to need you to dip in it for twenty-four hours to reprogram your cells to continue their division process for longer. Giving you at most a hundred more years at peak biological state before you need to be treated again. It’s the same with any women who aren’t bonded with me. Hence the so-called serum.”

Yelena blushed as she recalled the time the monster slime man took full advantage of her body in the name of treating her. He made her addicted to the pleasure that he gave her at that time. Her gaze lingered on the top half of Alex’s body that was visible to her as she felt a sense of heat in her abdomen. The man in question didn’t take his eyes off Nat for even a moment but he still noticed Yelena’s beautiful expression and feelings.

“So you are going to give them the ability to live longer, that’s good,” The blonde spy nodded, quickly composing herself. “What’s the catch?”

“They need to serve in Earth-Z for a period of time, say one year,” Alex said. “Once they return, they will be administered the serum which will allow them to live for ten times longer than the time that they served. For example, for one year of serving, they get to live ten extra years.”

“Ingenius, really,” Yelena said. “I don’t think any of our current widows —“ Yelena was interrupted by a loud blissful moan that escaped Natasha’s lips as an orgasm rocked her body and mind. Yelena couldn’t help but stare at Natasha making sounds that she never could have imagined she would hear her sister making. Shaking her head, she removed the weird thoughts that came into her mind, “As I was saying,” She said. “I don’t think any of our current widows will be able to refuse your offer even if they have to stay there for ten years.”

“I know,” Alex leaned forward and captured Natasha’s lips, instantly muffling Natasha’s weakening moans that were reverberating through the room for the duration of his conversation with Yelena.

“Another thing …” Yelena said, looking with an almost jealous expression at Natasha and Alex kissing. “You don’t actually need that pod to de-age anyone, do you?” Alex didn’t answer her question for a few seconds, engaging in his passionate kiss with Natasha instead, “Apex …” Yelena droned on.

Alex reluctantly separated himself from Natasha’s lips. Before his sexy redhead spy could express her dissatisfaction, he thrust himself deep, making a squeal escape her lips as he smiled at her. He still didn’t bother looking at Yelena, “I don’t,” He said. “But the pod’s presence is necessary to create a sense of importance and difficulty for the process. They have to value what they receive. As for you …” Alex met her eyes with a smirk for a few seconds before turning back to Natasha, “I really enjoyed fucking you in that pod and plan to do it again.”

“‘Course you did …” She said dryly, though the blush on her face gave away her excitement about the prospect. “I’m leaving before you end up making me do something that makes me feel embarrassed later.”

“Stay. There’s more,” Alex said with a light grunt. “I want you to be mentally prepared to take charge of the widows there. While you will have Nat once everything is established there — however long it takes — I’m going to bring Nat back, there’s something else that I need her to do for me. You will be the one leading the widows at that time.”

“You’re both just going to leave me alone in that wasteland with two hundred dysfunctional spies?” Yelena showed an expression of apprehension.

“You feel that collar on your neck, Yelena?” Alex asked, tightening the collar on Yelena’s neck to allow her to discern its presence.

“Yeah …” She nodded, hooking her finger through it, “It’s a nice design, no?” She had modeled it to her personal preference.

“Not the point,” Alex said. “Each and every widow has such a collar that they agreed to get after some persuasion and benefits. It is the thing that connects me to every single one of you and allows me to monitor you. So no, you won’t be alone. I will be there at all times. Merely invisible.” Yelena’s lips parted to speak something, but she quickly pressed them together as she heard a grunt escape Alex’s mouth that was drowned by another loud moan from Natasha’s throat. “Fuck, Nat. You’re so tight … Take it. I’m going to fill you up!”

“Yesh~” She moaned out as her back arched and she held on tighter to the edge of the table with both hands to keep herself stable as Alex’s movements got even rougher. He groaned while pinching both her nipples, twisting and pulling them while pushing himself deep inside as Natasha felt both her holes being filled. Her climax followed suit as she felt Alex filling her with his ‘EP-rich semen’ and she moaned loudly.

Both Natasha and Alex were breathing heavily as he pulled out of her and sat down in Natasha’s seat, letting go of her thighs and allowing her legs to hang from the table. Yelena got a glimpse of his wet cock that was still covered in a mix of his and Natasha’s liquids. She couldn’t help but lick her lips, imagining herself sucking him off to clean him after he was done with her sister.

“Would you like to do cleaning duty, Yelena?” Alex asked as if having read her thoughts. Though if her expression was anything to go by, he didn’t need to read her thoughts.

“No–no!” She quickly answered with a stutter, denying the implications, and acting as if she was offended by him giving his sister a creampie right in front of her.

“Your loss,” Alex shrugged before looking at Natasha again the spy seemed to be completely unbothered by Yelena’s presence and had sat up on her desk before getting off. She didn’t even turn around to look at Yelena and instead kneeled in front of Alex before taking him into her mouth with a moan.

Yelena’s brow couldn’t help but twitch at the blatant display, though she was inwardly glad that Natasha was at least hidden from her view, making it easier for her to ignore the situation. She took a deep breath to calm herself, “So I will have your support in managing all of the widows in Nat’s absence. In case some of them try to desert us in the middle of a fight or something? What then? Because I am sure they are going to. Right now, they are on their home turf, in a sort of comfort zone that makes them keep themselves in check. In a foreign zombie apocalypse? Many of them will change their minds within weeks and try to desert us despite the benefits promised.”

“I have a mutiny system planned as well, you don’t need to worry. They won’t even have the thought to desert after a few examples are made,” Alex told her while gently running his fingers through Natasha’s hair, merely caressing her as she moved on her own accord. She had a very good technique in which he didn’t need to guide her in the least.

“I feel like I can imagine the kind of punishments that you have in mind …” Yelena said. “Will I be able to talk to them telepathically?”

“I might be able to figure something out, but it won’t be telepathic,” Alex said. “More like a microphone that would allow your voice to directly be transmitted into their heads. You would still have to speak though.”

Yelena nodded, “Will they be able to reply?” She asked next.

“Same thing, they will have to speak to talk to you. I will set up a full intercom system for the widows using the collars as the basis. There won’t be a need for separate devices to keep in touch,” Alex said, making Yelena nod.

“Okay, sounds interesting, this … Farmer Initiative thing,” She said. “It’s like a game, killing endless monsters to farm a specific resource, in this case, your EP.”

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