[ Peter's a hard one to pin down. The mouth may give off some confidence, sure – the body language, absolutely ... but the way that he gets when they're together... She wonders how many others see this side of him? Given, she hated the duality of her precious Spider-Man once upon a time, where taking the mask off was a problem... but now she had came to appreciate it. To see where the two blur and where one stops and one begins. Even now, as she's at the mercy of fingers and tongues, she can pinpoint where he compensates and where he lets his guard down.

Just as she does, mewling like a cat that needed scratched in just the right way. Black Cat may not be known for begging, but Felicia? That's a sound so sweet past her lips. Gravity wasn't her friend in the situation, but she lets him have his fun. Lets him make her feel so close... and then lets him yank it away. ]

I'm going to murder you.

[ A threat that sounds so sexy even if he knows she could. The twitches of her body subside from frantic to subtle, trying to calm her breathing and keep herself from becoming too... needy? Too desperate? God knew she was.

Felicia thinks about how she could pay him back for this. Make him nut in his pants in the middle of a work night, claw up his suit mid-fuck, or maybe even leave him high and dry in a renovated hotel room they claim in the future for their midnight shenanigans... Cruelty was just as much as a kink when it came to Peter – but this was sexy cruel, just as he was doing to her right now. Ugh. ]

Or remember this for future... nnn, future reference... I was nice to you and this is how you reward me? Nnn, never going to let you live this down.