A Spider in Gotham - Chapter 16

Cass tapped Steph on the shoulder. The blonde slipped off the couch. Cass hurried out of the room.

"She has work." Steph explained.

Peter thought for a moment. He didn't have any plans.

"Anything big going on?" He asked.

"No." Steph sighed. "You'd think it would be relaxing."

"But it feels like you're waiting for something to happen." Peter nodded. "You're not going?"

"I'm still on recovery." Steph groaned. "We have a training course that I have to finish before I'm cleared to work again."

"I'll see you later then." Peter started to stand up.

"Why?" Steph asked. "Got a job?"

Peter shook his head.

"Then sit down." Steph motioned back to the chair. "I get bored here alone. It's torture to go into HQ and not be able to do anything."

Peter shrugged and sat back down.

"So, why a thief?" Steph asked. "You said you were a hero."

"It didn't work out." Peter tried to keep the venom out of his voice. "That and I'm not knocking over mom-and-pop stores. Fighting crime isn't like in the videogames. Taking out the big boss doesn't make the rest of the bad guy scatter. Usually, it makes things worse. Kind of like what you said."

"Yeah, but someone has to protect the people in the cross-fire." Steph argued.

"I'll do what I can and hit the baddies where it really hurts." Peter gave a tired smile.

They settled into a small silence.

"Do you want to go back?" Steph spoke first. "We know, the team I mean, have some magical people we work with sometimes. One of them might be able to help."

"I've thought about it." Peter shook his head. "It would be the same thing there. Except I get to watch the people I care about have no idea who I am. There has to be a reason I was sent here. Going back might unravel the fabric of reality or something. By the end, it was the only option."

Stephanie stood up from her spot on the couch. She crossed the small space between them and held out her arms. Peter raised his brows as he looked at her. She waved her hands to motion him to stand. He shrugged and did. His body tensed as she wrapped him in a hug. Like a switch had been flipped, he melted into her touch. She was a little shorter than him, but it didn't matter.

He couldn't cry. As much as it felt like he should, the tears just wouldn't come. He had already cried so much over the lose of May, the lose of Ned and MJ, the lose of his entire life. It was like he only had so many tears to shed.

Steph pulled away but kept her arms around him. She smiled at him then placed a small kiss on his lips.

Peter flinched.

"What was that?" He asked.

"A kiss." Steph giggled.

"Yeah." He let out a nervous chuckle. "I got that. But why did you do that?"

"I wanted to." She shrugged.

"You're dating Cass." Peter knew he could easily get out of her hug, but he lacked the desire.

"Pete." She rested her head on his chest. "We live dangerous lives. All of us, the team, hell, most of the entire night shift has the same agreement. Take the happiness when and where you can. The only thing Cass is going to be upset about is that she wasn't first."

Peter stared at her for a long moment.

"You and Selina haven't?" Steph asked.

He shook his head.

"I didn't expect that." She muttered to herself. "She must be serious about this mentor thing."

"You and the big guy?" Peter asked as well.

"No." She shook her head. "He has a couple of agreements with ladies of his own standing."

Peter raised his eyebrows at that.

"Basically." She continued. "He's management and we're employees. It would be an abuse of power."

"I guess that makes sense." Peter muttered.

His mind flashed back to New York. Had it been the same with the Avengers? He didn't think they had that sort of arrangement. Sure, Tony had a reputation as a womanizer, but that was before he and Pepper were serious. Hawkeye was married with kids. Cap was still in love with his sweetheart from World War Two. Black Widow and Doctor Banner had a thing going on.

"Earth to Peter." Steph teased. "Are you with me?"

"Yeah." Peter nodded. "Just a little confused."

"Let me help." Steph said.

Her hands ran through his hair. Peter groaned, his tongue slipping into her mouth. Their kisses deepened as they shuffled toward the bedroom. Harry raises his arms to help her strip off his shirt. Her fingers dragged down his freshly exposed chest.

Steph leaned her head back, offering him her neck, as her hands dropped lower. He eagerly took the invitation. Peter kissed along her pulse-line. Each one ended with a slight rake of his teeth. She paused, gasping at the sensation. Steph kicked back into get. Her hands found his jeans and focused her attention to find the zipper. She stroked his hardness through the fabric while her dexterous fingers worked to get his pants down.

She led him over to the couch. He sat once the back of his legs hit the cushion. Steph settled between his legs. The new angle made it easy to get pants undone. She pulled them roughly down to his knees. Her hand grasped him, stroking his hardness. She traced the veins along his length.

Steph leaned forward and placed his cock along the side of her face.

"Is this a super-power too?" She teased from between his legs.

His return quip was lost in a groan. She moved lower and nuzzled his sack with her nose. Peter groaned as she began to kiss and lick his balls. Steph pulled back. She slid her tongue up one side of his shaft. Her lips paused at the head of his cock They made eye contact as her mouth lowered slowly toward his crown. A wicked smile played along her lips as she shifted to the side at the last moment. She kissed and licked the other side of his shaft.

Peter shuddered under the pleasurable assault. He ran his hands through her hair. A moment of clarity led him to bundle it up in one hand. He held it out of the way to get an unobstructed view of her work. She made a happy noise at his touch.

Steph locked eyes with him as she took him into her mouth. She bobbed nicely and slow all the while maintaining eye contact. Each dip down reached a little more. Her pace stayed achingly slow. She hummed a little tune as she worked his shaft.

She pulled away before he could reach his end. Peter stared at her, pure desperation in his eyes. She flashed him a smile as she stood. Her skillful fingers easily undid her pants. They dropped to the floor to expose a pair of bikini style panties. He didn't get a good look at them before they joined the pants on the floor as well. She was shaved. Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered if it was a choice of function or style. He found it easier to wear a suit when he was shaved.

That thought was driven from his mind as she pulled her shift over her head. Steph paused for a just a moment to flash him a cute smile. She held the pose to allow him a good look at her body. Her smooth skin was broken up by the occasional scar, but her athletic build wore them well.

Peter felt silly with only his shirt on while she stood nude before him. He pulled off the piece of clothing and tossed it behind him. Her eyes ran along his body now that it was her turn to get an eyeful.

"You need to be on top." Peter said. "I have enhanced strength and don't want to hurt you."

"Thanks, cutie." She gave him a quick kiss.

Steph straddled him. She rubbed her wet lips along his shaft. Her strokes were long and slow until the tip of his crown brushed against her clit. She let out a cute little noise as she raised herself up to rub his cockhead in a circle around her clit.

Their eyes locked as she shifted back. The crown of his cock kissed her lips.

Steph let out a deep moan as she sank onto his shaft. Peter pulled her in for a long, messy kiss. His voice mingled with hers as she continued to sink lower. She buried a hand in his hair while the other gripped his shoulder for stability. His hands found their way to her ass. He had stolen a few appreciative peeks through the day.

She began to rock back and forth. Each sway of her hips caused her eyes to flutter. Peter wasn't doing much better. This was beyond anything he had experienced before. The awkward first-time with MJ was over quickly they had only kissed once through the entire encounter.

Steph lifted herself up at the end of each rock. She then lowered herself back down as she started again. Peter met her motion on the downstroke. Steph let out a sharp cry as she felt him reach deeper. The head of his cock pressed against her cervix. She was thankful he appeared to know how to control his strength. Otherwise, she was sure her pelvis would be broken. Worth it. Still, she had no doubt she was going to have a limp for at least a day.

Her pace grew faster and harder. The first orgasm rocked through her body and tore a scream from her lips. She sped up as she rode him through it. The stimulation stretched the pleasure out until another orgasm made her body go rigid.

She leaned forward. Her lips found his in a desperate, hungry kiss. That proved to be too much.

Peter held her tight against his lap to reach deep inside. His sack tightened a moment before he rocked back and forth along with each jet of cum that erupted. Steph pulled him in for another kiss. The oncoming afterglow turned it into a slow dance rather than an urgent drive.

"That was wonderful, Pete." Steph let out a happy sigh. "Cass was right about you."

"Glad I didn't disappoint." Peter let out a little laugh. "Are you sure she's ok with all this?"

"She might be a little annoyed I got you first. But she'll get over it." Steph nodded. "I did have one question for you."

"Go ahead." Peter stroked her back as they relaxed together.

"Who is Doctor Seuss?" Stephanie asked.