A drabble/missing scene for my fic Thursday Morning Coffee.
It wasn't intentional, but many of his team ups with Felicia, the Black Cat, usually ended up with them in bed together. Not unless he was with someone. But even then, she always tries to get him in bed.
Even when he was committed to MJ. So much as seeing Felicia felt like an affair. Even as MJ and Felicia became friends, he still couldn't shake the feeling that he and Felicia would give into their desire if left alone long enough.
Yet here, he's unattached, he's stripping for her as she spreads her legs, her platinum hair flowing down her soft shoulders. Her blue eyes piercing him with lust and desire.
But, even as he got naked. He thought about freckled sunkissed skin, cloudy blue eyes, and the taste of Matt Murdock coming on his tongue. Guilt builds in his throat as he tries to focus on Felicia. But his heart, his body, and mind all call for someone else.
"Spidey? Having trouble there?" Felicia mewls as she crawls over to him. Something that would usually excite him, only increases the guilt.
She spits in her hand and starts rubbing his still flaccid cock.
He said it was okay
He said he didn't care
He said it was fine
Over and over and over Peter tells himself that this was fine. Him and Felicia are both single, they always go to each other when they're single. This is how they operate.
"Okay, that's it. What's wrong? I should be riding you by now. Yet here you are, a limp noodle. Have you gotten bored of me already?" Felicia asks. She sounds teasing but Peter looks at himself. One of the most beautiful women in the world is in her bed, naked, waiting for him.
Yet he can't even get hard.
"No. No! I'm not bored! I want... I want y- You're so... I'm... I'm going to..." He can't bring himself to say his usual lines.
He imagines Matt there, listening to him and Felicia. As much as Felicia would have loved the idea. It makes Peter feel cold. Like Matt was judging him for this. Running to Felicia because he couldn't handle a crush.
Something deep down laughed at the idea that it was just a crush.
Considering how much Peter had grown to adore learning about Matt.
"Pete. You're drifting again." Felicia says. Worried, worried about him. He lets out a groaning sigh. Pulling away from her and putting on his tights.
"Oh my God. You are bored of me." Felicia says, she sounds like she's in utter disbelief. Peter can't help but turn to her and panic.
"What?! No! No! No! Fel, its-"
"Are you seriously about to say that? 'Its not you, it's me'? God, I thought you wouldn't be so cliche."
"I'm serious Fel. It's nothing to do with me getting bored or not being into you. You're amazing!"
"Buuuuuuuut?"
Peter sighs, he scratches his head and paces around. The words forming in his head but nothing sounds reasonable.
"I...I mean...it's not Mary Jane either."
"Then what's your problem? A new girl?"
Peter doesn't speak as he sits on the bed and stares at the blue walls of Felicia expensive condo. Filled with stolen art and purchased art. The dim lighting making them all seem plain.
"Actually, it's a guy."
"A guy? Is he sexy?"
Peter smiles as he confirms that Matt is very sexy.
"He's really smart, surprisingly funny, he makes great coffee, he's a boxer occasionally, he's so witty, and I really love arguing with him. He's a lawyer so that's part of the job but...this guy...he's really something." Peter remembers all the times he said something to make Matt laugh, how cute he was when he got mad. How Peter had wanted to wake up next to him and run his hand through Matt's red hair.
Felicia doesn't say anything. He doesn't need to look to know she's wrapped herself up in her bedsheets and is sitting next to him. Her pinky finger resting on his. Peter moves his hand and places it on his thigh.
"Are you in love with him?" She asks.
The question rocks him to his core that he practically jumps from the bed. He stands and slips onto the floor. Staring up at Felicia, a smirk of a smile covered by her hand. But he can hear her laugh a little.
"I-I no! No I'm not in love with him! He and I...I mean he wants it to be a one night stand and still be my friend. That's not being in love! It's being a one time friend with benefits." Peter said in hopes of explaining himself. But even he didn't believe the words as they came out of his mouth.
"wait, you slept with him already?" Felicia asks. It makes Peter pause.
"A while ago." Peter says with begrudging admittance.
"And you totally want to do it again."
It's as if Felicia stabbed him right where the truth hurt. Peter groans as he falls back into her bed. Thinking about how Matt would laugh at him if he told him.
"Yes! Yes I do! He's so fucking hot, and-and God the way his eyes get so big when he...and the noises he makes when he's...and just... he's...ugh. Felicia I'm sorry. I can't do this."
"Figured we were done. Just didn't think I'd ever lose you to a lawyer."
Peter sits up and looks at her, Felicia is beautiful, smart, and a complete wild card. He's never 100% sure what she's going to do. But there are few things that he's come to expect.
But now Matt consumes his mind, wraps his heart in his hands. And wishes to kiss his lips someday.
"Again. Sorry."
"Don't be sorry. I kinda knew this was gonna happen eventually. You'd find someone you wanna be with for more than just a fling."
"You're not a fling Felicia. I care about you too." He said and she smiled back.
"But not enough to sleep with me right now?"
Peter doesn't answer. She knows the answer and it would hurt to say it.
They sit there in silence. This hasn't happened. Ever. Where they start but don't finish. But now they sit in a new situation that Peter never thought would come.
But now. He knows what he needs to do
"I need to tell him."
"Like right now?"
"Yes. Right now! You don't get it Felicia. He's been consuming my mind for a while now and I can't keep pretending I don't want him. I'm sorry Fel. I thought I could do this but-"
"Go to him."
Peter stops and stares at her. She's smiling, like she's happy for him. Her eyes are soft and understanding.
Peter smiles back as he puts on his suit, before he puts on his mask, he kisses her cheek as a thank you.
"Also, if you're looking for a third. You know where to find me." Felicia says, Peter can't help but laugh. She always says that when he's with someone else.
"I'll let you know." He says before jumping out her window and we slinging his way to Hell's Kitchen. Excited to see Matt. And hoping that he'll be masturbating when he gets there. His mouth salivating at the memory of Matt on his lips.
Sunlight came through a crack in the curtains, waking Summer. She groaned and hid her face against Tai’s shoulder to escape it.
“Fucking sunlight,” Raven grumbled, curling up against her back.
“Close the curtains.”
“Comfortable,” she murmured against Summer’s neck.
Summer shivered. “Then don’t complain.”
“Make me.”
She grinned. “Okay…”
