[ A freefall has to end eventually. Just, fortunately for both of them, they know when to defy gravity and swing to avoid a kerrrrsplat. They save their relationship, in a sense, from awkward hang-ups or regret. They act now, saving the best for the moment they share now. He's still the same Peter Parker, same Spider-Man and Felicia wouldn't have him any other way right now. Sure, she scoffs and rolls her eyes but – the yoink of his front half downward leaves little up in the air. Demanding something short of him fucking her into the nearest shared wall, making her moan for him well into the wee hours of the morning... it came with more than just need. She lets her wants be clear, fighting for it through his quips to keep them on track.
His stiffness against her fingers was familiar, so she grabs hold roughly and begins pumping away. Feeling any twitch, any further solidifying proof that he wants her right there. Her thumb presses to his slit, milking for any pre as if trying to prove a point. To control him through little gestures that were so acutely unfair. As if she knew all of his weaknesses... she acts on them!
By the time she's left sighing in relief, feeling fingertips stroke and slide against her – he's left with a consolation prize in the form of some web of her own...? She clearly was getting off, her cunt glossed with arousal and it sticks between his fingers with a smoothness that was pure temptation. ]
Y'know... if you see it, you may as well... take it, right?
[ Was she goading him? Trying to get him to angle his tip in the right way against her? Felicia scoots forward just enough, pulling his cock back enough so his tip smacks to her front half. ]
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His stiffness against her fingers was familiar, so she grabs hold roughly and begins pumping away. Feeling any twitch, any further solidifying proof that he wants her right there. Her thumb presses to his slit, milking for any pre as if trying to prove a point. To control him through little gestures that were so acutely unfair. As if she knew all of his weaknesses... she acts on them!
By the time she's left sighing in relief, feeling fingertips stroke and slide against her – he's left with a consolation prize in the form of some web of her own...? She clearly was getting off, her cunt glossed with arousal and it sticks between his fingers with a smoothness that was pure temptation. ]
Y'know... if you see it, you may as well... take it, right?
[ Was she goading him? Trying to get him to angle his tip in the right way against her? Felicia scoots forward just enough, pulling his cock back enough so his tip smacks to her front half. ]
Not the first time we made a mess of your suit...