In my last update for Rescue and Reward, I mentioned a possible Black Cat story. This is a possible start.
Also, it was written in a state of confusion and insomnia, so I'm not expecting greatness.
I do not own Spider-Man. Enjoy!
"This stinks."
Felicia Hardy, the infamous thief Black Cat, was referring to two things.
One was an actual smell. After helping Spider-Man defeat the Green Goblin, he attempted to throw a new type of gas weapon at the webhead. Felicia, likely infected by Spidey's heroism, pushed him out of the way. Taking the gas herself.
It wasn't a poisonous gas. Or even a toxic one.
According to Spider-Man, who was able to analyze the gas back at the scene, the gas was some sort of stimulant. His best guess was that it lowered inhibition, making one more susceptible. While potentially dangerous, it wasn't life-threatening. It didn't seem like she was going to die there.
The spider even promised to analyze the gas further and get back to her.
The other thing that reeked was that she was having to go home alone. The spider had made his choice, and it wasn't her. He would rather stick with that Plain Jane of his than someone who would give his life a little more excitement. She would say his loss.
But in truth, she lost too.
Felicia tried to clear those thoughts from her mind as she made her way to her apartment. On the way, she stumbled on a peculiar sight.
There were police around a small store. Apparently, someone had broken a window and stolen some stuff. Sloppy work and they left a big mess.
Felicia was going to leave, but something about the flashing red and blue lights stopped her. She couldn't stop staring at them for some reason. And the more she looked, the fuzzier her sight got.
It was like the lights were distorting her sense of space. Everything felt lopsided like it was turning and tossing in ways that they shouldn't. And the noise was getting harder to hear as well. Like someone stuffing cotton in her ears.
It was a good thing Felicia wasn't at the edge. She might have fallen off with how disoriented she felt.
"Look up there!"
It only took one shout to bring her back to reality. Looking down, she could see a cop pointing up at where she was standing. In her thief uniform.
Not staying around to be blamed for a robbery she didn't commit, Felicia ran and started jumping across the rooftops. She wasn't even heading home right now. She was just running. And running. And running.
The gas must have affected her. It would explain why everything was so... fuzzy.
She ran until she ran out of tall buildings to jump off of. Looking down, she saw a bunch of houses. All lined up. As a suburb.
She was very far from home.
But once she heard the sirens again, that didn't matter. She only cared about not being caught by the fuzz.
So she jumped off of the building, gracefully landing on the closest house.
What happened next was purely impulsive.
She crawled down the side of the house, found a window, unlocked it with her suit's claws, and snuck inside the house.
It was only when she closed the window that Felicia acknowledged the situation. She ran after being seen near a crime scene. And now she had closed herself into the house a stranger, with no idea where she was.
"Uhhhh..."
Turning around, Felicia saw the occupant of the room she snuck into.
It was a teenage boy.
About sixteen or seventeen, by Felicia's estimate. He didn't look too bad, having tan skin and slick black hair. And he wasn't wearing a shirt, so Felicia could see that he was pretty lean. Like a soccer player or swimmer.
But that didn't matter. What mattered was the fact that if he woke up and saw her, then he could yell for help. And if he did that then getting away from the cops was going to be harder than Felicia would like.
His body was up, so he wouldn't go back to sleep. So Felicia had to improvise.
Seeing the boy's eyes about to open and focus, Felicia knew she was in trouble. The boy would only need to make one sound and she would get caught. So she immediately rushed over to make sure he didn't.
In an unexpected way.
Rather than cover his mouth as any normal person might. Felicia instead grabbed the boy's cheek. She turned his face to her and lowered her own.
"Wha-Umph..."
The boy's voice was cut off as Felicia silenced his lips with hers.
Julio only woke up because he heard a noise. He was alone in the house, so it had been a little concerning.
But when he opened his eyes, it was to a woman he had never seen before smashing her lips against his.
Julio was surprised, but his concern turned to lust the moment her tongue slid into his mouth. At that point, his eyes closed and he returned the kiss.
In his mind, Julio was either having a very vivid dream or the luckiest night of his life. In either case, why fight it?
Suddenly, the woman broke away and pushed Julio down. She grabbed and tossed the covers away.
Inside his black boxers, Felicia could see the bulging erection. She had no idea how old the teen was, but the size was impressive for his age. At least to her.
Grabbing the edges and pulling down, Felicia smiled as his brown rod sprang up. She had not come here with any carnal intentions. But she might as well fulfill them.
As for Julio, he smiled as well as the woman's face came closer to his cock.
Felicia took the boy's cock into her mouth slowly, sucking with a loud, wet noise. Julio's eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned loudly. This was like nothing he'd ever felt.
She looked up into the teen's eyes and gave his cock a lick, dragging her tongue slowly up his length. He shuddered, grabbing the sides of the bed, clutching into the mattress. It took a lot out of him to stay in control, and he didn't want to ruin what the woman was doing.
She lathered his cock on all sides with her tongue, licking it over only as a feline would. But that wasn't enough. She needed more.
She wrapped her full lips around his tip, enveloping his entire cock in her mouth, and sucked. She sucked hard.
Julio let out a moan and slumped, his sweaty head back on the pillows.
Felicia took his entire length in her mouth, her tongue wrapping around his cock.
"Whoa- who-" the boy gasped. Felicia did not let up, she wanted to finish this. It had to do with the goblin's gas. She figured that it was what was making her act this way.
But she could salvage from this. She would just blow the kid and move on. Maybe she would have to knock him out, but she could escape.
"It- I feel..." Julio's gasping grew louder as his hips began to thrust shakily. Meaning he was close. She stroked his cock harder but didn't need to put in much effort. The boy cried out as his hips bucked forward. Felicia tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide. Rope after rope of thick, gooey cum spurted from his cock, showering her face and landing on her waiting tongue.
He tasted good. Felicia was unsure if it was the gas messing with her mind or if he just naturally tasted right, but she wasn't complaining.
And she wasn't done just yet. She was still hot. And she needed to satisfy the heat.
"Eyes here."
Felicia pointed to the zipper of her jumpsuit. A zipper that Julio watched as she pulled it down. And when the tip reached her naval, she yanked it open. Letting her tits finally fly free.
Julio was so mesmerized by the bouncing orbs that he almost didn't pay attention as she took off the rest of the outfit. Slipping her arms out and reaching down to her hips. She pulled down the black leather, revealing a black thong as the only article underneath the jumpsuit. A thong that came off with the rest when she kicked off the suit.
Slender, pale, and dripping in beauty under the moonlight, Julio took in the sight as the woman climbed on top of him. All covers were gone, and she was ready.
'Ah…' Felicia started to bounce up and down on his cock, taking the boy's entire length into her tight pussy.
She moved quite gently, bouncing up and down. Her tits jiggled with each movement as she moaned and purred in quiet pleasure. She smiled, watching Julio's bewildered, almost childish face trapped in bliss.
Felicia wondered if she'd be able to stop at fucking him just once. The kid's dick fit her perfectly – there was no other way to describe it. Each smashing of their bodies pushed the rod deeper inside.
"Keep going! Don't- Ugh- Don't let up!"
Determined, Julio did as she asked. His hands took her hips, taking hold and bringing her deeper into him. Their yells and moans filled the room, just as much as the heat and hormones.
But alas, it couldn't last. Felicia was tired from her escapades this evening. And Julio, while eager, was young.
It wasn't long before the two exploded into each other. Spills and ropes collided in unison as both partners reached mutual peaks.
Felicia, with her energy depleted, fell asleep next to the boy. And Julio, with only small reserves left, grabbed the blanket and covered them both.
The Next Morning
Felicia woke up the moment the sun was starting to rise. Just as dawn was starting, so too did her consciousness return.
And the first thing she realized was that she was naked. Not only that, but her thighs felt sticky too.
When she heard soft moans and saw a teenage boy asleep next to her, Felicia suddenly remembered what had happened last night.
"This..."
Felicia didn't have any words to describe the conflicting emotions. On the one hand, this was obviously a very bad situation. If it was revealed that she had done this, had sex with a minor, then there was no telling the consequences. She was already wanted for several counts of theft and robbery, but this would be worse. She might get life in prison if it got figured out.
There was also the kid himself. Felicia's memories were foggy at best, so she didn't have the best recollection of what happened last night. That included whether or not the activities were consensual.
Felicia knew that she should just take her things and leave. Make the kid think that last night had been a livid dream. Move on with her life and try to forget what had happened.
Unfortunately, Felicia couldn't make herself move. She knew that it was the safest and most logical thing to do, but she couldn't do it. Not a single muscle would move. Almost as if her body was fighting against her mind.
But it was a fight that needed to stop. She needed to get away before...
"Deep in thought?"
Gasping, Felicia turned to see the boy. He was wide awake and leaning up on top of the bed. His lean chest and tan skin looked better in the sunlight than Felicia should be thinking about. So she quickly covered herself with his blanket.
"Look, kid. I need you to-"
"Julio."
Felicia frowned. The boy coughed and cleared his throat as he explained better.
"I said it last night, but I'm not sure if you heard me. My name is Julio."
Shit. That could complicate things. Leaving without a name would have been so much better. There wouldn't be any connection.
"Look, Julio, I-"
"Was I bad?"
Felicia's eyes widened. "What?"
"You seemed like you were about to leave. Is it.. because of me?" Julio asked, his voice a little defeated. "I'll understand if it is, but-"
"No," Felicia quickly said. "This has nothing to do with your... performance last night. Which, by the way, was excellent for your age."
Felicia had no intention of destroying the boy's confidence like this. She was a criminal and a thief, not a monster.
"Really?" Julio asked with hope.
"Yes. But it can't happen again," Felicia explained, hoping he would understand. "We're different. Age is a problem. And it shouldn't have happened. I-"
"I won't tell anyone."
For the third time, Julio surprised Felicia with an interruption.
"There's no one else in the house to know anyway. My dad's at a conference in Philadelphia. And the neighbors hardly greet us," Julio informed Felicia. "Besides, is right now even a good time to go out?"
"What do you mean?"
"The sun is out. And your clothes are black. Someone might notice a woman in skintight leather jumping out of my window at ten in the morning."
Seeing the clock, Felicia realized that he was right. About everything. If she tried to escape now, the chances of greeting caught would be greater.
"You could..." Julio said with a suggestive tone, "...wait here until the sun sets."
Still worried, but now intrigued, Felicia raised a brow. "Really? And how do you suggest I spend the next twelve hours?"
"Well," Julio said, a small lump forming in his throat. He honestly did not expect to make it this far. "I have food. I have a tv and some board games. if you want..."
"You're very new to this," Felicia teased with a smirk.
At this, Julio chuckled. "Does it matter? I already have you out of your clothes."
Smiling brightly, Felicia focused on Julio's face. She gently cupped his chin in her fingers.
"That you did."
Pulling his face closer to his, Felicia softly covered his lips with hers. A kiss that, surprisingly, Julio pulled away from.
"I gave you my name. Can I have yours?"
Since he asked nicely, Felicia did him better. She pulled off her last article of the clothing. Her black domino mask was taken off and discarded.
"Felicia," she said as she rubbed his cheek. "Call me Felicia."
She kissed him again. Only this time Julio kissed back. Grabbing her neck, he felt as Felicia slid her tongue into his mouth, magnifying the pleasure.
As the sheets were discarded and bodies started to press together, Felicia found a good way to spend the rest of the day.
I'm not yet sure if I will continue. That will depend on the reaction to this story.
If you guys would like a continuation, feel free to let me know in the reviews. And if this is fine, let me know what you thought about it.
I do have a few ideas for other stories I could write. Right now, anything is possible.
Anyway, I'll be seeing you all later!
