Marvel: I'm a Symbiote-Symbiote 0224: Quirky Suit

Laura and Kamala spent the rest of the day following Apex’s directions. More like Laura was following Apex’s directions and Kamala was merely being led by Laura since she was the only one whom Apex actively communicated with, leaving Kamala hanging. The two women spent the entire day out hunting for the abominations which Laura told her were the weakest variants in the surrounding wasteland according to Apex’s senses.

What followed was a one-sided conversation of Kamala exclaiming her disbelief while Laura just listened and continued toward the next Abomination.

Eventually, both women were completely tired out, but while Laura was still standing — used to exerting herself to an extreme extent — Kamala was essentially dead, barely even able to stand.

“One last abomination before we go back,” Laura said as Kamala’s eyes widened.

“Another?!” She exclaimed while looking into Laura’s eyes, noticing the reflection of the setting sun in the mutant’s green eyes, “I’m done, Laura. Please. I can’t even raise my arms anymore, much less fight another one of those abominations.”

“Train to get stronger,” Laura said, pulling the girl, “If we have trouble with the weakest ones, what if a strong one attacks us?”

Sadly, Kamala was completely exhausted. She fell down on her knees, “Tomorrow, Laura. I promise,” She said, “I will do even better tomorrow, but right now, my limbs are burning and my heart feels like it is about to burst out of my chest. I can’t even stand up anymore, let alone walk.”

Laura narrowed her eyes and gave Kamala an annoyed look. Without saying anything, she bent over and put the exhausted Inhuman over her shoulder before turning back, toward the bunker.

“Please, Laura. I can’t fight anymore …” Kamala pleaded but Laura just ignored her, continuing to walk. The girl didn’t have any energy to resist or swing her legs and eventually completely gave up, pouting as Laura ignored her pleas. She couldn’t even see the way forward to see if the next abomination was close or not.

The familiar sound of a door opening roused Kamala awake from her sleep as Laura stepped through the frame of the metal bunker door.

“So that’s how they power the lights in the bunker …” Kamala said, “Now that the sandstorm is over, the solar panels are visible. I’m surprised that they haven’t been destroyed by those winds …” She didn’t seem like she was going to stop speaking. Realizing that they weren’t going to fight anymore, her bubbliness returned as she started chattering without stopping.

Entering through the second door at the bottom of the stairs, Laura unceremoniously dropped Kamala on the ground.

“Oww~” Kamala rubbed her butt while looking at Laura aggrievedly, “I’m grateful that you didn’t force me to fight further, but you don’t have to be so mean.”

Laura gave Kamala a deadpan look before walking to the couch and sitting on it. She grabbed a blanket and curled up before speaking faintly such that Kamala only saw her lips moving without any sounds coming out, “Food, Apex … Strawberries.” A thick straw extended out of Laura’s shoulder and entered her mouth as she started slurping before closing her eyes.

“You’re ignoring me, Laura …” Kamala acted sad and stood up before sitting beside her and saying earnestly, “Thank you for bringing me back and not making me fight another abomination.”

Laura had her eyes closed and hummed in response without moving but Kamala saw the blanket that was wrapped around Laura moving before her hand was clasped by Laura’s for a moment before she squeezed it and released, pulling her hand back inside the blanket. The action somehow calmed Kamala down as she slacked and leaned against the back of the couch.

“Hey, Laura, how do I take off the suit?” She asked while pulling on her glove and trying to get it off, “I want to sleep in my PJs …”

“Apex is clingy,” Laura said. “You can’t take him off.”

“Well …” Kamala pressed her lips together in thought, “Apex … I want to sleep. Can you become something more comfortable? Like sleep clothes …” The suit indeed followed Kamala’s words. It started tightening around her body, almost making her feel as if she was being suffocated for a moment. Just as she was about to panic, that moment passed and Kamala felt a breeze pass over her body and felt as if she was naked. Looking down, she realized that Apex was still on her, but the black material had become so thin that it made her feel as if she was naked.

“This works …” Kamala said before noticing Laura’s amused gaze at her.

Blushing, she realized that the outfit was a lot more revealing than one would think, revealing each and every curve on her body as if she was indeed naked. Quickly grabbing another blanket from the basket at the side, “I’m going to go to bed.” She said and stood up while wrapping the blanket around herself.

“Okay,” Laura nodded while standing up, surprising Kamala.

“I thought you were going to stay here …” She said. fгeewebnovёl.com

“Tether,” Laura pointed to the elastic string that connected them together at all times.

“Can’t you pull Apex back? It seems to be listening and talking to you …” Kamala asked, feeling conscious about sharing a bed with Laura. Especially with the outfit that she had on at the moment.

“I tried already, it’s stuck this way,” Laura said, making Kamala’s shoulders droop.

“I see …” She said, disheartened, “Let’s go then.”

Kamala’s slow steps toward the bedroom made Laura impatient, so she grabbed Kamala’s arm and took the lead in moving to the bedroom. As they entered, Laura closed the door behind herself and looked at Kamala, “That side’s mine.” She said before walking to the bed and lying down on the right side from the front of the bed. She wrapped the blanket that she had brought from the living room around herself and curled up to rest. Even though she wasn’t showing that she was tired, Laura was dead tired at the moment. Not only had she exerted herself more than Kamala, but she had even carried the wannabe superhero back to the bunker. By all means, she was much more exhausted than Kamala.

Seeing Laura sleeping while having turned to the other side, Kamala noticed the previous pipe of food having entered Laura’s mouth, realizing that her stranded partner probably wasn’t full yet and was eating some more. She sighed and turned off the lights before slipping into the bed, curling herself up with her blanket while turning to the other side of Laura. It didn’t take long for her to drift to sleep as a pipe automatically extended out of her shoulder and entered her mouth, feeding her the same strawberry-flavored smoothie-like substance to keep her fed and energized.

…

Without the sun shining through the window, it was difficult to know whether it was morning or not, but Kamala’s eyes opened to the dim lighting of the room as she realized that she seemed to have turned to Laura’s side in her sleep and was hugging a pillow. Just as she tried to open her arms and stretch them, she felt a warm breath on her cheek and instantly blushed. Coming to her senses, she realized that she had her face nestled in the crook of Laura’s neck as her arms were wrapped around the mutant girl.

Not wanting to wake Laura, Kamala tried to subtly pull back her arms from her back, but she couldn’t move them. Frowning, she tried to exert herself more, but she couldn’t even move her fingers away from Laura’s back, let alone her arms. That was when she registered the rest of the situation, feeling Laura’s arms wrapped around her in a similar manner as they both were tightly stuck close to each other, their chests, abdomens, entire torsos pressed together, their legs tangled and completely immobilized.

Kamala tried but felt it impossible to move any part of her body below her neck. As the panic started setting in, she tried to look down as much as she could and understood the reason behind her immobilized state. For some reason, at some point in the night, the suit had decided to become one single suit, and with the two women wrapped around each other, they were now stuck until the suit decided to free them. It also brought Kamala to the realization that it was her actual naked self that was pressed against Laura’s body and not her suited state. The suit was only the outer layer, she and Laura were naked at the spots where they were touching each other.

“Apex,” Kamala called out softly, “can you let me out? I want to get ready for the day.” Without a reaction from the suit, the girl was forced to stay in the awkward yet extremely comfortable position helplessly. She thought about waking Laura but didn’t know how she would face her. In the end, she decided that the best thing to do would be to bury her face in the crook of Laura’s neck and feign sleep.

Sadly for Kamala, she was completely awake by now. Trying to sleep only gave rise to all sorts of thoughts in her mind. Not to mention with her naked body pressing against Laura, most of them were revolving around a very topic. She could feel her naked skin rubbing against Laura with each small movement, the sleeping woman undoubtedly had a tighter and more toned body compared to her, giving rise to a soft yet stern feeling as her breasts rubbed against Laura.

As the girl’s focus was brought in that direction, it was almost impossible to get rid of those thoughts. She started gently rubbing herself against Laura’s body consciously, enjoying the feeling of comfort and warmth that came from the arousing sensation of the sensitive nubs on top of her breasts rubbing against her partner’s body.

‘I hope she doesn’t wake up too quickly …’

Kamala’s thought led to a series of events that made the rest of the day very interesting.