answers to reviewers questions or statements:

Johnathan Muture: Huh?

darthwolf: Miles and Silk will make brief appearances in this story, more so towards the end then anything.

CRUDEN: If you mean did Matt resort to magic/deal with the devil, then no. I think people still know he's Daredevil, but that may have changed with the revival of the Multiverse after Secret Wars. I haven't been keeping up with him lately.

Harbinger of Kaos: The only women in that list that are deadlier than Elektra are X-23 and Gamora, Black Widow is a spy first and foremost and an assassin second where's Psylocke is more highly trained combatant that will resort to lethal force if given no choice and Mystique is more infiltrator, manipulator and part time thief than outright assassin.

lord web of life of destiny: I hate Gwen so I'm not the guy for this kind of story.

SmacksKiller: I know, the question is does Peter know. In his mind, all he needs to do is get Elektra to sign a few pieces of paper and boom it's done. Plus he may be less willing to try and go through the hoops on the off chance it attracts attention and with he whole secret identity thing at stake.

guest: There really isn't sadly.

Guacamolenibbape: No she isn't.

Rougarou144: She strikes me as a Alpha in a relationship.

Ezeakal: Don't worry, Elektra will be setting him straight a bit and give him a long overdue kick in the ass to improve himself, if not for his own sake, than her own vanity.

kaffeenator666: The X-Men and Deadpool will appear in this story and have their own reactions to Spider-man and Elektra of all people now being a married couple.

Trinity seven: Possibly.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel characters seen, mentioned or used.

Peter couldn't help the groan of pain escaping from his lips as he found himself being awoken to a stray beam of sunlight piercing the curtains he had pulled in front of his window into his eyes.

"Of course the universe tries to find a way to make me miserable first thing in the morning..." The wall crawler grumbled as he rolled over from his side and on to his back and stare up at the ceiling with bloodshot eyes.

He could feel Elektra's sleeping form brushing his arm as he laid there on top of her light snoring. He took a glance at his 'wife's' side of the bed and saw that she had the blankets pulled up to her closed eyes while her hair laid in disarray on her pillow, or rather his pillow.

'It's my favorite too' Peter thought with a grumble as he let out a sigh and slowly sat up before he winced as his head throbbed in pain from the change in elevation.

He glanced around the room to see his tuxedo was thrown about the room as was Elektra's dress and heels, leaving the two naked under the thick covers of his bed.

Despite evidence to the contrary, they did not have sex when they finally got back to his apartment.

Almost the moment Peter stepped through the door to his home, whatever sexual drive that Elektra had going since they left his Aunt and new Uncle-in law's wedding had been replaced with exhaustion. He didn't even need to turn around and see the Greek Beauty's face to know she was less than pleased when Peter made a beeline straight for the room, removing his suit as he went, before sliding under his bed's covers and let sleep take him.

'Is it messed up to be surprised that Elektra hadn't done anything to me while I was practically passed out?' Peter thought as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of his bed and ran a hand through his hair.

Elektra made a faint grumbling noise from the bed shaking from his movements before settling. He half expected her to wake up but she still appeared to remain asleep, or giving the impression she was asleep. For all he know, she's been awake this whole time and is only pretending to sleep to trick him into thinking she's asleep. Or maybe she's tricking him into thinking she isn't asleep when she actually is asleep but-

'Ow, headache' Peter grumbled as he climbed out of his bed and made his way to one of his clothes drawer to find a pair of pants to wear.

Once his modesty was properly covered, Peter silently made his way out to his small kitchen area to start brewing up something to drink.

'Ah coffee...' Peter thought as he started up the pot and searched for a mug for him to use, a clean one that is.

He considered making Elektra a mug until he remembered that she helped herself to his pizza the other day. And she caused him unnecessary stress throughout most of his Aunt May's wedding. And she may have intimidated Mary Jane and caused him to take his first steps into alcoholism with how much wine he threw back last night.

'So no coffee for homicidal wifey poo' Peter thought with a snort as he waited for the pot to finish brewing his drink before he heard a loud yawn just before Elektra, dressed in the white buttoned shirt he wore with his tux last night, emerged from his room.

She rubbed her eyes as she made her way towards Peter, and wrapped her arms around his neck and stood up on her toes and planted a small kiss on Peter's chin and gave him a small grin.

"Hello dear, wonderful morning isn't it?" she asked coyly as she lifted a bare leg and wrapped it around Peter's hip.

"Yeah, it is" Peter said with his eyes narrowing as he stared at the growing smirk on his 'wife's' face "Surprised to wake up alive even"

Elektra raised a brow at this "Oh, and how would you have preferred to waken up as? Dead?"

She than leaned close to his ear and spoke in a low sensual whisper.

"My lips around your cock?"

"I preferred gone and out of my life for good" Peter swallowed nervously as Elektra giggled and stepped away from hip and glanced at the pot of coffee brewing.

"Mmm, coffee, I hope you plan to share that" she said.

"Long as you don't mind excessive cream mixed with it" Peter said with a sigh as he handed her his clean mug and waited for her too take it before setting off to find a reasonably clean one to use.

"I love cream" Elektra said as she licked her lips "All white and gooey... mmmm"

"Not that kind!" Peter said in an exasperated tone as he found a somewhat acceptable mug just as the pot made a 'ding' sound to signal his and now Elektra's coffee was done "Honestly, your worse than my ex"

"Oh, Mary Jane?" Elektra said with a smirk.

"No, Black Cat" Peter said with an eye roll, causing Elektra to frown at him.

"I would ask that you refrain from speaking of that bitch in my presence" Elektra stated.

Peter scoffed at this before he narrowed his eyes challengingly "Or what?"

"Or I tell your dear old Aunt what I did to the Mongolian mobster from..." Elektra leaned in and began to whisper exactly what she did to the man and his people.

Peter's eyes narrowed in confusion before they began to widen in horror and disgust as he heard detail after detail of Elektra's account. What he was hearing sounded like some sort of sick wet dream straight out of Carnage's mind. Peter quickly backed away from the now smirking Elektra as he fought to keep his stomach's contents down and now all over the floor.

"Sweet Jesus at a New Years' party!" Peter said with a gag as he felt bile rise in the back of his throat.

Elektra shrugged at Peter's reaction "He was selling children to several brothels scattered throughout Europe and Asia. I say he got off lucky compared to what I did to his brothers when I found the fucker trying to rap-"

"Don't wanna know, don't wanna know!" Peter said with a shake of his head "Please, I'm one more description away from throwing up"

"Don't be such a baby" Elektra said with a eye roll "Your almost as bad as Mathew was when I ever told him what I've done to filth like them"

'Least that explains why good old double dee always seemed so down' Peter thought as he made his way back to the coffee maker and began to fill his mug up 'Man kept getting told horrifying stories by little miss crazy here'

If being in a relationship with Elektra could make Daredevil as dark and as depressing as he was, Peter sure as hell didn't want to know what he'll look like in the end. He got bad enough when he wore Venom for a while, he'd rather not try and top that if he could help it.

"What's on the plan for today sweetie?" Elektra teased as she held her mug out for Peter to take and fill.

Peter gave the offered mug a brief glance before he handed Elektra the pot itself "Why do you care?"

"I'm curious" Elektra said with a shrug as she snatched the pot out of Peter's hands and began to poor her coffee into her mug "You don't have work today, and I doubt half the people from the wedding last night are even awake yet. Some of them probably not until later in the day with how much they drank last night"

"Well... I don't know" Peter admitted with some embarrassment "I guess go out and patrol... yeah"

"Oooh maybe you'll find the bodies I left skinned out by Soho" Elektra hummed in thought as she took a sip of her coffee before blinking and looking down at the drink with a pointed look "Wow... this really is creamy"

"Told you" Peter said, hoping to god that Elektra was joking about the skinned bodies.

Elektra hummed as she took another, longer, sip of her mug before she licked her lips and leaned against the counter "Well, if that's the case, I guess I'll just wait here for you to com home. Maybe clean this pigsty of a apartment of yours up a little"

"My place isn't that bad" Peter said with a frown aimed at the deadly femme fatal.

"Peter, I heard rats in your walls when I woke up" Elektra said with a frown as she gave Peter's kitchen another glance "It's a miracle there aren't any cockroaches in here"

Peter scowled at the woman as they finished their cups of coffee in silence. Once the coffee still in the pot had been more or less finished, Elektra retreated to the bedroom while Peter stayed to wash the pot out and do some of the dishes he neglected to clean for the past-

'It's Tuesday, right?' Peter thought as he scrubbed one of his plates with a soaked, soapy rag 'No wait, it's Friday. Meant to wash this stuff two days ago... oopsie'

As Peter busied himself with doing the dishes, he was really considering investing in simple paper plates and bowls, he heard Elektra call him from the bedroom. She didn't sound like she needed him urgently or was commanding him to appear, but even Peter could pick up the hint that it'd be best if he responds. If nothing else, he'd rather not have the cops called because his neighbors heard him and Elektra descend into some kind of battle to the death.

'Wake up, have coffee, do the dishes I've been neglecting, get into a life or death duel of some kind with the wife... Jesus, this is starting to seem like some kind of sitcom that Logan would watch' Peter thought as he made his way to his room before stopping dead in the doorway.

Elektra laid on his bed, the shirt she was using removed to show off her bare torso while her legs had spread far enough to show him her pussy. The Greek assassin smirked at the look on Peter's face as she lifted a finger to her lips and sensually licked it, throwing a moan in for good measure, before she trailed the wet digit down her body and towards her exposed cunt and began to toy with her clit.

"W-W-What are you doing?" Peter said as he stared at his masturbating wife with wide eyes.

"Getting myself ready for you dear" Elektra teased with an inviting grin "I'm feeling a little empty this morning, perhaps you can help 'fill' me up?"

Peter knew he should resist Elektra's machinations, she was up to something and Peter's time with the likes of Black Cat, and being around women in his line of work, both good and not so good, had taught him that a woman like Elektra wouldn't be doing this unless she knew that whatever she was up to wouldn't fly by him and so was trying to placate him. It was one of the oldest dirty tricks in the book of how to be a femme fatal, at least Peter thinks it might be, and thus put every ounce of willpower he had into resisting the clear trap his wife was trying to lead him to.

But looking at one of the most beautiful, deadliest women on earth touching herself, moaning for him to join her in his bed...

'Why didn't I just decide to take Wanda up on her offer to vacation in Transia instead of going to Vegas?!' Peter thought as he found his feet carrying him towards Elektra.

"Mmm, such a good husband, keeping me happy" Elektra cooed as she leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs farther until she was almost doing a splits while Peter rushed to remove his clothes, exposing his eagerness for her.

Hopefully letting him take control this morning will make what she had planned for his Aunt forgivable.

...

"Whelp it's official... I have an attraction to toxic women" Peter said with a shake of his head as he swung through the New York Skyline as the sun began to set over the horizon.

Those were perhaps the most honest words that Peter's ever said about himself in what feels like years, when in actuality, it was probably in the last week. Once Peter was finally able to pull himself away from Elektra, thank you irradiated spider enhanced stamina for helping him outlast her until she passed out from exhaustion, he set out giving the Big Apple a customary patrol to ensure no one was up to anything bad. Aside from hearing Jameson's voice on a jumbotron going on about how Peter was a menace, things were pretty quiet throughout the day.

The only challenge he faced was helping a now homeless man recover his pigeons after the poor guy was evicted from his home and his jerk of a landlord released his birds into the city.

'I wonder if Cap's ever had to do something that random' Peter thought as he shot a web line out and swung over a rooftop before releasing it and sailing through the air with a series of flips and twirls that would leave one watching them dizzy 'I mean, when's the last time that Rogers was going about his day, doing his Captain America thing-y when all of a sudden he get's roped into chasing birds across the city?'

Thinking of Captain America, the man that more or less set the standard for what it meant to be an Avenger, even if he wasn't a founding member ironically enough, caused Peter's mind to drift to the reactions of his fellow heroes if, or more likely when they found out that Peter was now married to one of the deadliest people to walk the earth.

Rogers would more than likely give Peter that 'he's disappointed but worried look and speech' while Stark would probably be buying Peter a whole damn bar's worth of drinks and ask for the details on how he scored with Elektra of all people. Hawkeye and Wonder Man would have something smart to say, they always seems to and the infamous Black Widow... well Peter wasn't sure she'd care too much. Though Peter was willing to bet she'd make a sly comment on Peter's taste in toxic women that liked to dress up in tight semi-revealing outfits.

'You know, looking back on it, I'm pretty sure she's the reason I'm into women like that' Peter thought with a snort as he remembered his short lived romance with the red headed spy.

And than there was the rest of the Avengers team barring She-Hulk who knew because she's helping him trying to get out of said marriage. There was Cage and Jessica, Spider-woman, Ms. Marvel, Banner, Logan, the Thing and even Thor of all people who'd all have plenty to say in Peter's less than wise decision. And this was all before Peter even began to broach the likes of the Fantastic Four or the X-men!

'Ugh, why did I have to go to freakin Vegas of all places to help me get over mine and MJ's break up? Really starting to think I should've taken Wanda up on her offer. Than again, knowing my luck, it'd be her I'm married to rather than Elektra and the X-men would just love that!' Peter thought with a frown as he landed on a rooftop in a crouch and prepared to leap off the building's edge and swing off towards home when his concentration was broken by a all to familiar voice.

"Hey Spider..."

Peter froze at the sound of Felicia's almost melody like voice and slowly, painstakingly slow, looked over his shoulder to see the beautiful white haired woman smirking at him as she casually leaned on a ledge as if she were there the whole time. Given how sneaky she could be when she wanted to, Peter had no doubt she could've been the whole time, especially with how distracted he was at the moment.

"U-Uh h-hey Black Cat" Peter said nervously towards his ex-girlfriend before he cleared his throat "So uh, what brings you here?"

"You" Felicia said with a grin as she hopped off the ledge she was on and landed in a crouch before Peter and slowly rose up and pressed her chest against his and wrapped her arms around his neck "I was just in the neighborhood before I saw this cute nerd in red in blue all by his lonesome and decided to go and keep him company. We never did finish our talk at the Bar with No Name before you and that brooding horn head went in there and ruined it for everyone"

"Yes, denying criminals a place to drink is such a crime against humanity" Peter said in a dry tone "So what were you going to steal, or have already stolen when you noticed little old me?"

"Actually, nothing" Felicia said with a shrug "Contrary to popular belief lover, I don't always go out and acquire items of value. Sometimes I just like going for a nice long stroll through the skyline and rooftops of our fair city. Maybe help out the odd person here and there, just to make you happy you big old cute boy scout"

"Buuuuull shiiiiit" Peter sounded out as he slowly pushed Felicia off him and folded his arms across his chest, doing his best to ignore the feeling of the fabric of his suit digging into the still raw scratches on his chest left by Elektra.

'Her marks hurt more than the woman with actual claws on her suit' Peter thought as Felicia pouted cutely at him as she placed her hands on her hips and cocked one to the side.

"It's true!" Felica said before she gave Peter a very suggestive grin "You can... frisk me... if you want to check. It can be a cavity search it that's what you want. Poke and prod me all night baby, I'm up for it"

"Thanks but I'm good" Peter said as he took a step back with his hands up "Last thing I need is someone passing by and see me frisking a woman and accuse me of abusing my non-existent power to search people"

"Oh poo" Felicia said with pout as she folded her arms under her chest, pushing up her breasts even more.

Peter struggled to look away from the sight 'Your a married man, your a married man, your a married man!'

Granted said woman he was married to was a mass murderer, considered a terrorist in several countries and was wanted by SHIELD, the FBI, CIA, MI6, Interpol and god knows who else at this point. Still, he was, for the moment, married to her and thus loyal... hard as that was when it came to Felicia.

'God I hope she doesn't find out' Peter thought with dread at the prospect of Felicia finding out he was now officially off the market.

If her attempts to seduce him now were bad, the sheer level she'd up the ant-y to would make everything she'd done up until now seem like child's play in comparison. She'd bring out the big guns in every conceivable way possible, pushing the very limits of restraint to their absolute-

"Find out what?" Felicia asked with a raised brow.

Peter blinked at this "...What?"

"You just said 'God I hope she doesn't find out'" Felicia said with a frown "What don't you want me to find out Spider?"

'Shit' Peter thought with sweat building on his brow 'Dammit mouth!'

After a few seconds, Peter shook his head and turned away from the white haired woman "Don't worry about it. I was talking about someone else"

That was his first mistake.

"Someone else?" Felicia asked with a raised brow before it furrowed in confusion "Whose this 'someone else'? What, are you with someone new now?"

"No!" Peter said in a panicked tone as he quickly began to make his way to the ledge of the building to leap off of and swing as far away as he could and as fast as humanly possible.

That was his second mistake.

Felica's face broke out into a full on grin as she ran in front of him and held her arms out to stop him dead "Oh my god, you are!"

"No, I'm not with anyone at the moment" Peter said as he resisted the urge to look around to make sure no one was around to see this, or more specifically, Elektra hadn't decided to follow him and choose now to make her grand appearance.

With his shitty his luck could get, this would be the moment she crops up.

"What's her name?" Felicia asked with a teasing grin as she stepped closer towards Peter and caused him to tense as she ran a hand across his chest "Is she a blonde? Brunette maybe? Or are you going for the more out there colors like blue or green?"

"I-I'm not with anyone" Peter stammered out as he could feel pulse beating faster than Quicksilver could run.

"You fuck yet?" Felicia asked as she looked up at Peter and bit her lip in a way that was far too erotic to him "Do you need help fucking her? I can help Spider. What are friends for? You pound her while she eats me out, or maybe you pound me while I eat her out, either's good with me"

"NO!" Peter shouted as he turned on his heel and began to stomp away from the giggling woman.

"Aww, scared I'll steal her away from you?" Felicia said with a purr that caused him to shiver.

'More like I'll end up killed in your two's cat fight' Peter thought with a mental shiver at the possibility "That's not even remotely close to why"

While Felicia wasn't up to par with Elektra's skills in hand to hand, her ability to manipulate people's luck, her own agility and resourcefulness made her far from a pushover. Add the woman's stubbornness, which could rival Peter's own sometimes, and her sheer determination to possibly stick to Elektra, Peter was willing to bet the white haired thief could give his 'wife' a run for her room.

Felicia quirked an amused brow at this "Oh, so she'd be stealing me away from you hmm? Talk about a plot twist"

"Plot twists are the story of my life" Peter said with a sigh as he made to pass Felicia before she suddenly enveloped him in a very non platonic embrace that stirred a number of repressed desires within Peter.

"So when you gonna introduce me to her?" Felicia said with a coy grin as she pushed her chest into Peter's "I'm curious as to what kinda gal you can rope in when your not having me ride you for all we're worth"

"Never, it's not even gonna last that much longer" Peter said as dismissively as he could.

This caused sparkles to appear in Felicia's eyes "Oooh, is that right?"

Seeing that he was simply digging himself into a deeper hole with this woman, Peter did the only thing a man like him could do when cornered and held on to by a seductive feline like Felicia Hardy.

"Uh- hey what's that over there!" Peter shouted as he pointed towards something behind Felicia before he pushed her away, causing the thief to let out a yelp of surprise, and quickly sprinted across the rooftop before leaping into the air and shooting a web line out to swing away on.

"Handsome wait, you haven't even told me if she's in on this life or not!" Felicia shouted after the man with annoyance.

'This. Is. Bullshit!' Peter thought as he swung away, praying to whatever higher beings there were that Felicia will for once not try and pride into his personal life until this was all sorted out.

Her getting involved would open up a can of drama he didn't even want to comprehend.

...

Felicia watched Peter swing away like the Ghost Rider himself was on his heels for some reason. A frown grew on her face as the web head swung out of her line of sight, leaving her alone to contemplate the fact that her little bug-a-boo was no longer on the market.

"Dammit, I knew I should've followed him to Vegas after he and the red head broke up!"

Most women would've considered throwing in the towel and simply waiting to see if the relationship the guy they want is in will fall through or try and find another. But not Felicia, instead the world class thief saw this as perhaps her most ambitious heist yet.

To steal the Amazing Spider-man from whoever this mystery girl was and make him her's. With a plan in the midst of forming, Felicia turned on her heel and made her way towards the edge of the building before firing a grappling hook out and used it to swing back to her penthouse.

"Watch out Spider, a Black Cat's about to cross your path and snatch you right up!" she said with a grin.

She hoped whoever this girl was put up a fight, it'd make her victory all the sweeter.

...

And done.

Next chapter, Peter is called away on an Avengers mission, leaving New York City in Elektra's highly capable, lethal, blood soaked hands... god help us all.