He’d say before mustering up enough courage to do what he’s been fantasizing through years of cat and mouse.
A bold move, one he had to take he’d grip the sides of her face with his palms before smashing his rose tinted lips against hers.
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“ well to me— it seems you have two options. . You bolt, like usual. . Or . .”
His heart thumping almost out of his suit, before finally making a move.
𝑇𝐻𝑊𝐼𝑃❗️
He zipped quickly between her and the exit she was eying down.
“You let me catch you for once..”
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀” if you kissed me, who’s to say you wouldn’t want more. “
a teasing purr as she stopped her movements, her eyes never leaving his as fingers slowly loosened on the jewel.
underneath her confident aura, her heart was hammering in her chest. •
To her.
You’ve got your jewels,”
he said, nodding to her hand, another step closer.
“I should web you up… call it a night…”
He tilted his head just slightly.
“…But I’d rather kiss you and deal with the consequences later.. so what’s it gonna be, pretty kitty?”
He didn’t chase. Not yet.
Just watched her with that familiar tug in his chest , the one that said don’t let her go and you know she will at the same time.
“Yeah… you’re a very special case. .”
A smirk ghosted across his lips, but his eyes held
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀” maybe im just a special case, hm? “
she continued to walk backwards from him, Felicia’s eyes studying him closely. never once turning to have her back turned to him.
“ but i like flirting with you ~ it’s so cute watching you stumble over your words •
“Y’know, most mice don’t flirt with the spider trying to catch ‘em. .”
He tilted his head slightly, watching her retreat with those lithe, calculated steps.
“But then again, most spiders don’t let the mouse go either. .”
One web-shooter clicked softly behind his back, in case.
A breath hitched in his throat the second her thumb grazed his lip, damn her and that smile. His fingers twitched like they were this close to catching her wrist, but he let her slip away, like always.
A crooked grin shown.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀” im sure every love struck girl is dying to know the man under the mask, “
she hummed as her eyes flashed with a mischievous glint, before slowly swiping her thumb across his lower lip.
“ but i think i like our game of spider and mouse a bit too •
Perched just outside her balcony window, one gloved hand still resting on the glass, Peter tilted his head with a grin beneath the mask , that typical half-amused, half-whimsical
Spider-Man expression.
You know, for someone who naps like a cat—
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