Marvel Erotica: Spider-Man vs Black Cat

Marvel Erotica: Spider-Man vs Black Cat

By now, I think most of you know me as The Kingdom’s resident comic book and pop-culture nerd. Today, we are going to dip our toes into some Marvel erotica with Spider-Man and Black Cat. Spider-Man may have ended up with Mary Jane, but his first love was Felicia Hardy.

Felicia is a billionaire heiress that Peter Parker dated before Mary Jane. Felicia’s father was a master thief known as the Black Cat. After his arrest, Felica takes on her father’s occupation as a master thief while maintaining her high-society persona to the rest of the world.

I’ve always felt that the writers at Marvel never really explored the sexual chemistry between Spider-Man and Black Cat. After all, Felica Hardy was one of Peter Parker’s first loves. So to  fill in that gap, I present to you my own Marvel erotica: Spider-Man vs Black Cat.

The Heist

It’s late, and Spider-Man is sitting on a rooftop looking into the window across that street. Inside, Wilson Fisk, The Kingpin, was throwing a charity gala in association with mayoral campaign. But like with everything The Kingpin does, the real  purpose for this gala was hidden below the surface. Spider-Man had gotten information that this gala was a cover for a black markets arms auction.

As Spider-Man watched New York’s elite drink champagne, he saw a familiar face walking through the crowd. Felicia Hardy. This added another layer of complication to Spider-Man’s surveillance, but then again Felicia has always been a complication. Now he had to wonder if she was at this party as millionaire-heiress Felicia Hardy, or as master thief Black Cat.

But just as Spider-Man was trying to sort out what Felicia was doing at the gala, he lost track of her in the crowd. He decided to head to the rooftop where the gala was being help. If the Black Cat had robbed the place, he knew that he would find her there.

Confrontation

Spidey whipped over to the building across the street. Just as he suspected, there was Black Cat coming out of an air duct with a large bag slung over her shoulders.

“Fancy seeing you here,” Spidey said. Black Cat turned slowly, a smile playing at the corners of her luscious red lips. Before Black Cat could say anything Spidey shot out a web and pulled the bag off of her shoulders. Spider-Man looked though the bag. In addition to the jewels and cash that Black Cat had managed to get there were some compelling documents in the bag. The kind of documents that could make things very uncomfortable for Wilson Fisk.

“I’m sure that you were on your way to turn these documents over to the authorities, right Cat”. Black Cat paused, something was offer. Spider-Man wasn’t his usual chatty, smart ass self. Felica could feel it in the air, something is wrong with her old friend. Felicia closed the distance between her and Spider-Man. “Is everything alright Spider?” she asked. “You’re usually a lot more talkative when you’re trying to stop me.”

Spider-Man let out a sigh. Felicia could always read him better than most. Even though they are standing on a roof in full costumes, they weren’t Spider-Man and Black Cat. In this moment it was just Felicia and Peter, checking in with each other.

Spider-Man closed the remaining gap between them and let his shoulders slump. He started to speak, but stopped himself. Felicia stepped closer, putting her arms around his waist, and resting her head on his shoulder. “What’s wrong Peter?” she asked softly. Before he could stop himself, Peter found himself telling Felicia that he was feeling lonely in his marriage to Mary Jane. That he still loved MJ deeply, and he is so proud of her success. But these days, MJ was so busy with work, that she didn’t seem to have time for him anymore.

The Move

As soon as he started talking, Peter knew that opening up to Felicia like this was a bad move. Yes, she had been one of his closest friends, and they had dated for a bit in college. But so much had changed since then, he took the hero’s journey and married Mary Jane.

Felicia turned to a life of crime to support her high-society life style, and moved on to Michael Morbius. And yet, when Michael was turned into a plasma vampire, it was Peter and MJ that held Felicia while she picked up the pieces.

Still, this wasn’t Felica’s problem. This was something that he needs to work on with MJ. But, it felt good to open up to someone that knows all of him. Felicia was there before the powers, before the confidence, before responsibilities. She sees him in a way that almost no one but MJ does.

Peter turned towards Felicia. He wanted to apologize for drama dumping on her. But before he could get the words out, Felicia lifted his mask and kissed him. Her kiss was warm, hungry, familiar. Felicia always knew how to get what she wanted from him, and tonight was no different.

Just a Taste

Peter lost himself in this kiss. The city faded away and it was just them on the rooftop. Without thinking, he listed Felica over his head as he pressed her against the wall. The outline of her pussy now fully visible in her black, skin tight costume. Peter buried his face into Felicia’s pussy. Intoxicated by her smell. Peter ran his tongue up her slit. It had been years, but the road to her clit was a well worn path that he would never forget.

Felicia dug her into Peter’s shoulders. Peter always knew how to eat pussy like a champ. And as he nibbled on her clit through her costume she was glad to see that it was a skill he had maintained throughout the years. Felicia could feel her wetness soaking through her costume. Peter was in the pocket, licking and sucking her clit through the tight black fabric.

Both of them let out a satisfied moan and Felicia’s pussy gushed into Peter’s mouth. Peter started to lower Felicia down from the perch above his mouth. She looked down and gave him a sly smile with her perfect red lips. Then, she grabbed his shoulders firmly, and before Peter could make a move, she executed a flip, into a back handspring and slipped away from him. Felicia stopped just short of the edge of the roof. She looked over her shoulder, smiling as she said “Don’t miss me too much, Spider”. And just like that, she was gone into the night.

Peter looked down at his feet, and his hard cock. Somehow, Felicia had managed to grab her bag of loot as she back flipped out of his grasp. Peter looked down at his throbbing cock. “Down boy”. He sighed. It was just like Black Cat to get what she wants and walk away. Somethings never change.

Now Spider-Man is standing on a rooftop with a hard on in the middle of the night. Now, he had a choice to make; should he find a mugger to take his sexual frustrations out on, or should be go home, slide into be with MJ and hope she was awake and in the mood.

Let’s Talk About Your Fantasies

This is what I think about as a comic book nerd—the tension, the chemistry, the moments that almost happen… and the ones that finally do. Marvel erotica like Spider-Man vs Black Cat isn’t just about the characters, it’s about the stories we build around them, the what-ifs we can’t stop replaying.

So tell me—what’s your version of this fantasy? Do you think about Marvel erotica, or is there another world you’d rather get lost in? Send me an email, start a chat, or call me when you’re ready to really explore it. I want to hear what’s been living in your head.

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