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Chapter 10
It had been two days since what the news had been referring to as the 'The Night of Blood and Fire'. In less than 12 hours, a gang war that seemed like it was about to reach critical mass was stopped by the Punisher. As always, the public perception of the violent vigilante was conflicted. Tons of officials and moral minded individuals felt were outspoken in their contempt of his extreme measures. Several others felt that what he did, while extreme boiled down to ruthless math that a few dead gangsters and bikers, as well as some destroyed property probably saved many more people. The loss of money, gun, and personnel had taken the momentum out of the fighting.
Spider-Man was credited with helping the NYFD with saving some people that night.
Peter Parker had spent the past two days moving between his apartment and Horizon Labs. After Felicia had left him in her apartment, Peter had spent the night looking for her. He went to the usual crime heavy neighborhoods, the uptown shops, and the museums, and didn't see any sign of her. He then went to his apartment. He called her and left a message, asking to see her so they could talk, knowing that he would need to explain his actions.
He had called at lunch the past two days as well, and made the trip to her apartment as well to see if she had stopped by. She hadn't. This wasn't the first time that Peter had lost track of Felicia. Generally, she went on a vacation to the Hamptons, or in the one case, a weekend trip to Milan. This was the first time that she had up and disappeared after a fight though. Still he was worried.
Peter had made it home after a day at work and rode the elevator up. He put a key in the door, opened it up and walked inside. He took off the jacket he had been wearing, the shoulder bag he carried was thrown onto a nearby table, the keys were put on a hook, his shoes untied and just kicked off.
Peter walked into his kitchen, walked over to the cupboard and pulled out a protein bar and a lime-flavored soda. He turned on the news to see if there was any mention of his girlfriend. All that was on was a traffic report.
"Peter?" came a familiar voice from upstairs.
"Felicia?" Peter called.
"Yeah. I'm here. Can you come upstairs?" She asked.
The first emotion that Peter had was worry. Was Felicia okay? What was wrong? How did she break into his apartment again?
He walked upstairs with his snack. The door to his bedroom was open and on the bed in a white tank top and his pair of gray sweatpants sat his girlfriend. She wasn't posed seductively or smiling flirtatiously. In fact, she had a small solemn look on her face.
"You okay?" Peter asked gently.
"Just sit." Felicia requested.
Peter sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Felicia rested her head in the crook of his neck. The two sat there for a while. The only thing that could be heard was the TV downstairs, and a distant helicopter outside. Felicia then reached over and pulled Peter's face over to kiss him, and the two laid back on the bed.
The sex had been different than usual. Normally it was energized and passionate. The combined energy and enthusiasm of the two made for fun times in the bed room. Felicia led, her experience and desires setting the stage. This time though, Peter had initiated after he grabbed her butt, and she had moan, indicating that she wanted him to continue.
Peter had been slow, tender, and affectionate. Felicia used to think that sex like that was droll. Felicia used to prefer her senses to be overloaded, and her body on fire during carnal action. But she had come to love her boyfriend's slow and meticulous nature in these moments. The way he maintained eye contact, whispering statements of love and affection, slowly savoring everything about her, it made her feel truly special, instead of just desired.
Peter was sitting up on the headboard, the bed sheet covering him from the waist down. Felicia was leaning against his chest, breathing in and out contentedly. They had climax minutes ago, and were still enjoying the silence after.
"I'm sorry that I didn't…" Peter started.
"Don't. wait." Felicia interrupted.
He shut his mouth.
"I know why you didn't wait for me. You needed to save people. I was going to take too long." Felicia said.
"Yeah but…"
"No buts. I know that you love me, but you can't live with the guilt of letting someone die due to not acting. You already went through that with your Uncle Ben. What I'm trying to say is, I'm sorry that I went out in a huff." Felicia said.
Peter smiled. "Thank you."
"I know that a relationship has a little bit of give and take, and I promise that I will give you a little slack when you go and save someone's life."
"And I'll try to keep the lifesaving without you down to a minimum, and if I do have to save someone by myself, I will be sure to let you know."
Peter kissed Felicia. "So where did you spend the past couple of days?" he asked.
"Spa getaway. I start my new job tomorrow. I wanted to be relaxed and ready for it." She said rolling away from Peter onto her back.
Felicia lifted the sheets and got out of the bed before walking naked toward the bathroom. Peter followed the sway of her hips as she walked away. "Would you like a glass of water?" she asked.
"Yes please."
While she was away, Peter reached over into the drawer of a nightstand. He pulled out a spare key for his apartment. He may not have shown it to her, but he was freaked out that Felicia had up and disappeared. He wanted to be closer to her in the future, so that hopefully, she would want to return faster, or at least tell him where she was going. If he wanted to share more of her life, he would have to share more of his, so he was going to ask her to move in.
Felicia came back with a small plastic glass. He bombshell body bared for Peter to enjoy. She noticed that he held something in his hand. "What's that?"
Peter showed the key to her. "Would you like to move in?"
Felicia stated at him for a second, and then smiled wickedly. "I don't think that will be necessary." Felicia said.
"Oh c'mon babe. I know that you can just break in. But it's the symbolism." Peter argued.
"Not what I meant." Felicia said. She reached down to her discarded sweatpants and pulled a key on a ring out of the pocket. "My place is larger, is in a better location for both of us, and I won't have to redecorate your place." Felicia said.
Peter smiled. "You know my lease doesn't end for a few months. Maybe we can keep this place as a secret lair." Peter said as he whispered the last to words.
Felicia laughed. "Sure, a secret lair. Leased under your real name and social security number. Really covert genius."
"Fine. How about a secret romantic getaway spot?" Peter suggested.
She scratched her chin pretending to think it over. "That could work. Let's test the idea out." She said as she mounted her boyfriend again.
The sex was just like before.
AN: So having Peter and Felicia moving in together is something that was requested. I just needed to write a story line that gave them a reason to put more effort and commitment into their relationship. I feel that they two need to come to terms with two individual things. Peter needed to understand that Felicia gave up a lot to be a hero with him, and that she gave it up so she could be a hero with him. Felicia learned her lesson in the last chapter that Peter see the live of other people as more important than his love life, and she needs to be willing to let him put their relationship second to the greater good sometimes.
