Disclaimer: Nope, just a fanfiction writer. I would be a man, if I owned it, wouldn't I? So nope.
Story: Penny was burning up from the inside out. All she knew was that she had to mate, and no amount of shame would keep her from her prey.
Set after "Agent Web" and maybe the "The Symbiote Chronicles".
Spoilers: Probably.
Warnings: Cursing and violence for now and SMUT…Lots and lots of sex. Hm, just in case since I'm usually writing it, bit of crazy humor, perverted humor, morbid or sarcastic humor.
Pairings: Features Fem!Peter/Various Others, (main) Fem!Peter/Flint Marko (Sandman), Fem!Peter/Norman Osborn, Fem!Peter/Dr. Connors, Fem!Peter/Tony Stark, Fem!Peter/Steve Rogers, Fem!Peter/Victor von Doom…

For V-bird on Ao3~

Come Inside My Parlor
Chapter One: Burning Hot

Penny Parker, Spidergirl and 17 years old, inhaled sharply, having woken up feeling…hot that day. She'd tried to cool herself off, mostly by splashing cold water on herself. Nothing seemed to be working though, and it only seemed to be getting worse.

She started noticing things she shouldn't be either. Like how she was suddenly noticing the muscles of the guys around her, or how she felt strange as she trained with them. Or how there was a weird, tight coil in her belly that kept tightening. She had also, embarrassingly, caught herself staring at the others several times.

"You okay?" Harry Osborn, her best friend, nudged her gently, the face plate of his Patrioteer armor up while they rested from training.

She swallowed heavily and gave him a small smile.

"Y-yeah…"

But she couldn't help noticing the almost pretty face Harry had, or the way his lips looked so soft.

"Penny?"

She made a strangled noise in her throat and stood up abruptly.

"I-I have to go," she turned to leave and started to almost run out of there.

To her further embarrassment, she practically ran into Norman Osborn at the entrance of the training room. She almost fell back, but at last second he'd caught her.

It was horrible because these days she didn't have the best relationship with Norman. He still wasn't happy with her about what had happened to Harry, but it had only gotten worse when he found out Penny was Spidergirl. He had allowed Harry to continue learning and training at SHIELD, but he didn't talk to Penny anymore and they tended to avoid each other as much as possible.

This would be the first in a long while that they had any close contact with each other.

Strangely, his nose flared slightly and he took a deep inhale, before he straightened up and pulled her back straight. He took a step back.

"Watch where you're going," he said sternly and then strode away from her.

She flinched and continued her way out of there, missing Norman turning back and looking at her longingly.

When she was gone, Harry threw his bottled water at his father's head, who merely caught it.

"God, Dad. Make up with her already," Harry rolled his eyes.

Norman scowled at his son.

"Mind your own business, Son," he grumbled, heading over to him.

Penny's breaths were coming in fast and hard, and the heat was becoming unbearable. Her thoughts, as she glanced at every guy that passed her, were starting to become bizarrely X-rated and unlike her. She couldn't think of anything aside from needing to –

Touchmetouchmetouchme

There was an ache between her legs that was begging to be relieved. The coil in her belly was so tight that she felt like she was going to cry. She was so hot, she felt like she was going to burn on the spot.

"What's…what's happening to me?" she gasped out, leaning against a brick wall.

She squeezed her legs together as tightly as she closed her eyes. Nothing was getting rid of the ache and she was starting to feel it becoming painful.

Forcing herself to straighten up and then to continue walking towards the subway, she had to continue to focus on her breathing to keep a clear head. She'd only managed to make it to the bridge she needed to cross in order to head towards the subway entrance, when she whimpered and turned to the bridge's stone barrier and clutched at the stones that made up the wall.

"Hey, are you okay?"

She couldn't concentrate and was barely hanging onto her sanity. The moment the man touched her shoulder, she snapped and turned towards whoever it was and slammed him against the stone wall, smashing her mouth blindly against his.

"Oh, fuck," he moaned, and Penny latched her mouth against his neck, suckling and practically climbing up onto him. "H-hold on."

But he wasn't pushing her away and instead had adjusted her to be more firmly against him, and if she was in her right mind, she would have been blushing and pushing away from the hard bulge she felt against the curve of her ass. His own hands moved to cup the globes of her ass and squeeze, making her rock against him and make needy noises.

Even after all that though, she was still aching and needing more.

"I've got a hotel room," she barely heard him say into her ear. "Come back with me."

All she knew was that she was saying "Yesyesyesyes," over and over again, and was barely conscious of anything else.

"That was fantastic," he mumbled when it was all over, turning to her and pulling her body closer.

Head cleared up, Penny stared blankly at the ceiling and wondered what the hell had happened, with tears prickling her eyes. After a few minutes listening to his breathing, she pulled away and got off the bed. She gave a look at the bed, examining the man she'd slept with, and swallowed.

She didn't know this man. She had never met him before or had seen him before in her life.

But he was who she'd slept with and given her first time to, and now she was feeling shitty and wondering what was wrong with her.

Sniffling, she went around and picked up her clothes, putting them on and then slipping quietly out of the room. She bit her lip as she saw the rest of her clothing outside and picked up hers and his, setting his in front of his door and quickly putting on hers. Then, feeling shameful, she found the elevator and kept her eyes to floor. She didn't look around as she got out of the elevator and made her way out of there, but she tried to hurry as much as she could.

She did her best to make her way to her home without any further incident, and once there, she headed to the bathroom and shed her clothes as fast as she could and turned on the shower to a high temperature. She stepped into the shower and sat on the floor, curling her legs to her and cried.

Curt Connors may not be Reed Richards, but he was still a genius and as smart as they come. He liked to tinker with things, come up with inventions that would help SHIELD and its agents, and generally invent things that would benefit all. He especially helped out and focused on his dearest friend Penny, who as Spidergirl and herself had been one of (if not the most) closest people to Curt.

That's why that night found him examining the radioactive experimental spider that had bit Penny and given her her powers. It wasn't something unusual for him; he tended to take a look at it and try to figure out whatever he could on it.

"Is that the…" The voice that trailed off was a surprise to Curt, and he turned in his chair to see Norman Osborn staring at the spider he was examining under a microscope.

"The spider that gave Penny her mutations?" Curt filled in.

Norman pressed his lips into a hard line, but nodded.

"It is," Curt confirmed. "I was just taking some time to take another look at it. I haven't found much on it yet, especially since I don't spend a lot of time on it, but it's pretty intriguing."

"It's Oscorp property," Norman said blandly.

Curt refrained from smirking. "You want it back?"

The other man cleared his throat. "…No. I was just…expressing a fact."

Curt would have rolled his eyes, but decided to ignore it. At the moment, Norman really didn't know or understood what he wanted to say or do in regards to Penny anymore, so everyone just shrugged off his strange behavior about her.

"It would be helpful to have Oscorp's files on it," Curt hinted at though.

Norman looked hesitant, but then surprised Curt when he nodded tersely. "I'll see what I can do."

Deciding against grinning widely, Curt nodded gratefully.

"She was acting strange earlier," Norman brought up, catching Curt off guard.

"Strange how?" Curt asked curiously.

"She was…flushed," Norman shifted on his feet. "Her face looked hot and her eyes dilated, and she seemed to be breathing rather harshly. She was in a rush to leave the training room all of a sudden, and even didn't see me on the way out and had run into me." Here though, Norman seemed to pause and look oddly tentative. "I could…smell her."

Curt blinked, staring at Norman strangely. At that, Norman's face heated up.

"It sounds strange, I know, but…when I grabbed her to stop her from falling, I could smell her scent. It was sweet and…intoxicating," Norman cleared his throat, obviously embarrassed.

But Curt was alarmed. "Intoxicating?" he repeated. At Norman's nod, Curt quietly cursed, turning back to his files on spiders and searching through them.

"Why? What's wrong?" Norman asked, alarmed now as well.

"Since finding out about her spider-related powers, I had been researching arachnids," Curt said absently. "I remember reading about how there were female spiders that tended to spread about pheromones in an effort to find a mate."

Norman wasn't an idiot. He put it together and blanched. "So she's…"

"Flushed state and sweet scent," Curt muttered. "She could very well be in her own spider-version of heat."

"Spiders don't go into heat," Norman tried to point out.

Curt tapped the microscope he'd been using to examine Penny's spider. "We have a very unusual spider here, along with the fact it's bonded into Penny's genes in an unusual way and mutated them. We don't know for sure what could or could not have happened. Where is she right now?"

"I don't know," Norman muttered. "She ran out, I said."

"Call her," Curt frowned at him. "Try to get her here as fast as you can, before something happens. We have to make sure that Penny doesn't go off and do something out of her control, and at least try to figure out what's really happening."

"Right," Norman grabbed his phone and tried to call Penny.

Curt was really hoping he would be able to get through to Penny.

In her bed, Penny tossed and turned violently. The heat had returned and she was feeling hot all over, as well as that despicable ache between her legs. She had fallen asleep after her shower, but that hadn't stopped her body from reacting as it was then.

Then her eyes snapped open.

Started 6/30/16 – Completed 6/30/16

A/n: So…I wasn't going to post this on FFN, but…I like the uploading here easier, and once it's up here, I usually copy and paste from the live previews over to Ao3. I'm so sorry to subject you all to this because I'm lazy XD Also, I just wanted to write smut and practice my smut skills…but once again, I have proven I'm more of an erotica writer than a smut writer –I so fail at Porn Without Plot and always end up writing Plot With Porn.

Inspired by "All Your Poison" by Gabri on Ao3, and its corresponding SpiderKink Meme LJ prompt. Please review if you want more? XD

(As always, full version on Ao3)