I was standing on a rooftop in New York. It was dark and the city was light up. I liked it best in the night and watching from above - that way the city noises weren't as loud and the air was much fresher. It felt like I was out of it for a minute, watching from the sidelines. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of light footsteps landing on the roof behind me.

"Hey, handsome!" I heard my girlfriend say.

"Hey, hotstuff!" I turned around and immediately got jumped by the Black Cat. She wrapped her legs around me and lifted my mask enough to uncover my lips and kissed me. I responded to the kiss without a second thought.

"Mmm, I could get used to this kind of greeting," I said as she unwrapped her legs and jumped back on the ground.

"So what's the plan for tonight?" She walked to the edge of the roof and looked down on the city. We were standing on the rooftop on which we usually met for night patrols. Ever since we have gotten together, she has changed her night routine from breaking into places and stealing rare items to stopping people from doing that and other things with me. It took some time to get where we are now but it seems to be working. For now. She still doesn't know my real name or how I look like underneath the mask and I'm not 100 % sure she won't go back to her old ways one day because right now she doesn't have any source of income, at least as far as I know.

"The same as always - we swing around and stop bad people from doing bad things."

"And after that? My place?" She asked, turning around and facing me with a very playful look in her eyes. I walked towards her and put my hands on her waist.

"Sounds like a nice plan to me," I said as I leaned in and kissed her neck. I heard a short breath escape her lips. I smiled a little, stepped back and I pulled my mask down.

"We better get going. The bad people are not going to find the way to jail by themselves," I said, stepped on the edge and jumped off. I reached out my hand, pressed the little button in my palm and shot a web. I heard Felicia do the same with a device that I made for her so she could swing more easily with me. It wasn't like my web-shooters, they were smaller and she didn't really use them in fighting, just for swinging.

We were swinging through the streets of New York, waiting for something to catch our attention.

"So what have you been up to today?" I asked.

"Nothing important. I mean the fun starts when I see you, Spider. I don't want to bore you with stories about the life of Felicia Hardy,"

"I don't think that would bore me, you are my girlfriend, after all, I care about all of you, you know. Not just the Black Cat."

"Aww that's cute, Spider. In that case, I went shopping today. I bought some things thinking about you. I can put them on later and then you can take them off of me," she smirked. My imagination immediately started to ... imagine things.

"You know, I think we can end patrol early today if nothing special happens," I suggested.

Our conversation was cut off by a loud "Help!" coming from somewhere in front of us. We both picked up speed and followed the screams. The sounds led us to an alleyway where two bulky men were holding a woman. Her top was ripped and the look of fear in her eyes made my blood start to boil with anger. I could tell Felicia felt the same way as she - growled?- and jumped on the ground.

"Hey, shitbags, what made you think you can just go and do things like this to a woman?" Felicia yelled out and the men turned their attention to her. I saw that they were checking out my angry girlfriend and both got disgusting smiles on their faces. They hadn't noticed me yet as Felicia got there a little bit faster.

"Well, Don, it looks like there is another lady who would like to join our little party. Why don't we..." one of the men started saying but then I jumped next to hear and he stopped, surprise washed over his face but was quickly changed by fear.

"... go back to primary school to learn how to interact with a woman respectfully?" I said and shot a web to Don's hand because my spider-sense tingled lightly and I knew he was reaching for a gun. I pulled and the man was yanked forward. He lost balance but surprisingly quickly for a man his size got back on his feet and tried to punch me. I easily evaded and punched him in the face. He fell down and I waited for a second but I had knocked him unconscious.

Meanwhile, Felicia was dealing with the other guy. I looked at them and saw that he was doing a lot worse than his buddy. Felicia had scratched his face and chest and from past experience and the amount of blood coming out of him, I knew that those scratches were deep and will leave a scar. She kicked him in the chest and I'm pretty sure I heard a rib crack. He fell down and Felicia started punching his face. She wasn't stopping and I stepped in.

"Hey, hey! I think he's got enough. Here, let me web him and the other one up for the cops, alright? Go and try to calm down that poor woman, you're good at that."

Felicia stepped away from the man, gave him one last look of complete disgust and completely changed her facial expression to concerned and kind as she approached the sobbing woman. She kneeled down and hugged her, the woman completely fell into her embrace. She started talking to her and stroked her hair. Felica was ... really amazing.

Then I switched my attention back to the men. I saw that Don had regained consciousness and was slowly crawling away. He looked truly pathetic.

"Are you trying to leave without saying goodbye? Well, that's just rude," I webbed his legs and dragged him back. He let out a little scream. I grabbed the other man with one hand and carried him further away from the ladies, dragging Don behind me. I went to the street and webbed the first man to a lamp post. Then I picked up Don who was struggling a bit so I just knocked him out again. He deserved that and a lot more anyways. I was calmer than Felicia in this situation but it didn't mean I was less angry at people like this. I turned Don around so that his head was facing the ground and webbed him to the same lampost. Now they both were webbed up securely, with faces in each other's crotches. Right now they both were unconscious but I'm sure when they wake up they will appreciate my effort.

Later that night we ended up sitting on a random rooftop quietly. I had my arm around her shoulders and she was leaning against me. I could tell she was still thinking about the incident. We had been in situations like this before and she was always ... quieter for a while afterward. I didn't know if she had ever been ...abused ( I really didn't like that word) or she was just feeling sorry for the other women and honestly I was too scared to ask.

"Why are there people like this? Who think that others are just for them to use and to do whatever they want. It just disgusts me," she said.

I didn't answer because quite frankly the same question often was on my mind.

"I mean I can understand a lot of bad things people do, but this..." she struggled to finish.

"I know. Some people are ... just like that and there really isn't anything we could do to ... stop them from being that way. We can just do our best at stopping them from hurting others. We can't control them or their choices, we just have to deal with them. I hope that makes sense." I said.

We sat in silence for some time before she spoke again.

"Do you want to tell me about your day?" I was a little surprised because she never asked me what I was doing when I wasn't Spider-man.

"Uhh, yeah, sure. I-a... accidentally smashed my alarm clock this morning. Missed my first lecture because I had to stop a drunk driver of all things. I mean, dude, get your life together,"

"I didn't know you're still in university. You haven't ... actually told me your age."

"You didn't ask before. I'm ... 25. And I started studying again this year, I dropped out a couple of years ago because... you know... stuff happened in my life."

"Do you want to tell what are you studying?" She asked. I liked that she was showing interest in the other part of me and couldn't help but smile a little.

"Biochemistry"

"So you're also smart. I mean like science-smart. I knew you were smart but not in that way. But I guess you should be because you have all these spider gadgets and what-not. You do make them yourself, right? "

"Yeah, I do. I like science." I paused before asking the next question.

"Cat, do you want to see where I live?"

"I ... would that mean that you will reveal your identity to me?" she asked.

"Umm, yeah, I -a ... I trust you and I'm ready. That is, of course, if you want to," I looked down at her. I saw that she was thinking about what I had just said. She shifted and looked at me. She put her hands on my neck, looking for the edge of my mask. I froze and suddenly got really nervous. I felt her lifting it up but she stopped above my lips. Then she leaned in and kissed me lightly.

"I would like to know you, all of you," she said, smiling and I started breathing again, a little bit surprised to discover I had stopped in the first place.

"So should I-a... just take off my mask or..."

"Not here, let's go to your place."

"Okay," I agreed, feeling excitement and joy bubbling inside me. I really, really liked Felicia and her not showing any interest in the other part of my life was starting to bother me a little. I was happy we were taking the next step. We both got up and jumped down. I swung in front, showing her the way. We were quiet the whole way there. I was a little bit anxious about finally showing her the other part of my life. I just hope Peter Parker can live up to her expectations.

We landed on my roof and I looked at her.

"This is it. That skylight leads into my bathroom. That's how I come and go as Spider-man," I said and watched her reaction. She hadn't really seen anything yet ... but still. I was nervous. She didn't look disappointed ... for now.

"So should we just go in?" I asked leaning in that direction.

"Wait, before we do it, tell me what color your eyes are?" The question surprised me a little.

"Uhh... brown. Why do you ask?"

"Just wanted to know. That's good, I like brown eyes, I have always had a thing for brown-eyed people. Okay, let's see your spider-palace,"

I walked to the skylight and opened it.

"Before we go in - you aren't actually expecting a palace, right? It's more like a regular, humble ..ummm... apartment." I asked.

"Of course not, you don't really come off as someone who lives in a big, expensive penthouse and has a fancy lifestyle. Can we go in already?"

I ignored that last comment and jumped in my bathroom. Felicia jumped in after me and I caught her, holding her in bridal style. It was dark in here and I put her down and switched the lights on.

"Sooooo... What do you think?" I asked.

"Well, your bathroom is ... cozy. And ... oh wow, that shower curtain... "

"What's wrong with it?"

"Ummm, nothing, just those colors, brown and yellow, wouldn't be my first choice. Let's just move on, okay?"

"OOoookeyyy, so this is my bedroom." We went to the next room. I turned the lights on. My room was quite messy, I had unfinished baches of web fluid on the table and some tools on the table. I had my research papers for university on one of the walls where I kept them so I can see them and I didn't have to worry that I will spill something on them. But overall it was a simple bedroom. A closet, mirror on the wall, king-sized bed, nightstand, table, and a chair.

"This is nice. You know, I had imagined something a bit more...sumptuous, but it's okay. Humble, as you said," she said. This was going well. She wasn't impressed or anything but it didn't look like she would be put off by it. Felicia walked around a bit then she stopped by my table.

"What is this?" she asked about my web fluid.

"That is my web fluid, it's still in the making so that is why it's so thick," I answered and shifted on my feet nervously.

"I have one more room and a kitchen..." I started going further into my apartment but she grabbed my hand and stopped me. I turned around knowing what will happen now.

"I can see that later. Now I want to see you." She was looking directly at me, holding my hands. It really felt weird to reveal to her my real name and face. In the past it had happened the other way around - Spider-man was the one hidden from my girlfriends. She let go of my hands and found the end of my mask again. I put my hands on top of her, stopping her for a moment because suddenly I got scared, I can't really tell of what. She looked up at me. I pushed that irrational fear down and let go of her hands letting mine fall down to my sides. I swallowed hard as her fingers brushed my bare neck. She pulled the mask up over my lips, nose eyes and then it was off. Her eyes were going over my face and I was quiet but the nervousness was growing inside me with each second. 5 seconds passed which felt like an eternity before she opened her mouth to say something.

"Oh thank God!" The relief in her voice was undeniable. She wrapped her hands around my neck, put her face on my shoulder and started laughing. I still didn't say anything as I was processing if her reaction is good.

"You have no idea what monstrosities I had imagined hiding under that mask - lazy eyes, warts, buzz cut. But thank God. You are hot, Spider." This was ending up better than I dared to expect. Wow, this is a nice feeling. I put my hands on her back and pulled her closer.

"My name is Peter. Peter Parker." I said.

"Peter Par-... Wait! You sold pictures off yourself to the Daily Bugle? Oh wow, that's smart. How is your identity still a secret? " She asked.

"I-a ... I don't really know. I guess people don't think I would be that stupid to sell my own pictures with my real name to the press. My coworkers have asked me questions and I have received some treats from some of my enemies who hoped to get to Spider-man through me but... no one has put two and two together yet."

We were standing in my room quietly for a while, both of us processing everything. I put my face in her hair, smiling at how nice my life was at this moment.

"I'm so glad you're not disappointed," I said quietly in her hair. She pulled back a bit to look me in the eyes still holding me.

"You knew you looked like this and you thought I could be disappointed? Oh, Peter, it is I who should be relieved. I was in a relationship with someone whose face I hadn't even seen, I..." I cut her off with a kiss. It was the first time she called me by my real name, now this was more than just having fun with Spider-man and she still wanted to be here, with me. It was turning into a serious relationship. I just couldn't believe my luck.

I kissed her hard, I couldn't keep my lips away from her anymore. I pulled her even closer to me. She picked up my mood and I felt her smile against my lips. My heart began to beat faster. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist and I walked towards the wall holding her so that her back would be pressed against it. Her breathing got heavier and I moved my lips to her neck. One of her hands were running through my hair.

"You know, I'm feeling pretty bummed out about the fact that I couldn't show you what I bought today," she said and I felt her breath in my ear.

"Oh, don't worry, I understood that you just wanted me to take those things off of you anyway," I said and found my way back to her lips. I pulled us away from the wall and still holding her went to my bed. I put her down and climbed on top of her.

"I think I can settle with just taking off everything you are wearing now," I smirked and started looking for the zipper of her costume with my hands while she pulled my face back to hers and our lips collided again.