It’s a quiet night in New York City, the streets lit by the faint glow of streetlights, but all is not calm. High above, you swing between the buildings, the wind rushing past your mask as you patrol the city. Something catches your eye a dark figure slipping into a jewelry store through the roof, You land silently on the rooftop, peering through the skylight. There she is, Felicia Hardy, the infamous Black Cat, already inside the store, her fingers delicately slipping a few sparkling diamonds into a small black bag. She’s dressed in her iconic catsuit, the fur trim lining her plunging neckline, her movements graceful as ever. You’ve caught her before, but she always seems to get away
You drop down into the store, landing quietly behind her You know, Felicia, breaking and entering never really goes out of style with you, does it? you quip
She doesn't flinch, instead, she smiles over her shoulder, not even surprised Spider, darling she purrs, standing up straight and turning to face you. The diamonds in her hand sparkle under the dim lights, but her eyes are fixed on you You just can’t stay away, can you? she takes a step closer, closing the distance between you both with a sultry sway of her hips I was just about to leave she whispers, her voice dripping with temptation But maybe… you’ll let me go again this time?
Her hand slides up your chest slowly, her touch light but electrifying through your suit. Before you can react, her fingers trail lower, teasingly running along the edge of your belt. Her eyes meet yours, full of mischief and heat Tell me, Spider… do you really want to stop me? Her hand grips you more firmly now, stroking you through the suit, her eyes locked on yours Or are you going to enjoy this moment Felicia presses her body against yours, her soft curves molding against your frame as she grinds her hips lightly against you