95: A Date?

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Peter stepped through the main gate of the school, and walked calmly to his class. Students were giving him looks from time to time, it seemed that the news still hadn't calmed down enough.

Peter could care less, however, so he walked to his classroom and sat down on his chair, his eyes scanning the room to spot some familiar figures.

Mary Jane, and Liz Allan were there, they noticed him and gave smiles. Jessica flushes when she met his gaze, and Michele glared at him—apparently, she didn't like the fact that he broke up with Gwen. Other than them, he also spotted Gwen, but she didn't even glance at him.

Peter smiled slightly, and leaned back on his chair. Wow. Gwen could act really cute sometimes. He wondered how cute she'd look once he started approaching Felicia more openly.

Her jealous frown would be a sight to look at, and he would make Felicia believe that he was serious about dating her too.

His thoughts were interrupted by Mr. Stern's voice: "Alright, everyone get your books out!"

He was the first teacher, and apparently, after him would be Natasha's period. She was there again. Not that Peter minded, he quite liked the hottie, to be honest, he just didn't know how to approach her.

Peter raised an eyebrow and glanced at Liz, who shrugged her shoulders in response. He closed his textbook and opened a new one.

The time went by quickly but it was a boring school day nonetheless. Soon enough, however, lunch break arrived, and Peter made it to the cafeteria in time to spot Felicia sitting alone.

She had a tray full of food, and she was eating quickly. The sight immediately made Peter smile, for Felicia looked really cute while stuffing her face.

"Hey Felicia." He called out to her when he got near enough. He would try and sit with her, after all, Betty and Ned weren't in school today.

Let's just assume Ned, despite being a chubby fellow, was quite good in bed, shall we?

"May I take a seat?" Peter asked her politely.

Felicia paused, and looked at him quizzically, probably wondering why he would act so polite, then nodded. "Sure."

She looked really cute with the food in her mouth, Peter would have to admit that much; her cheeks appeared akin to chipmunks.

Peter took his place across from her and placed his hands on the table. "So, how was your weekend?" He asked.

Felicia swallowed the bit of food still in her mouth and grinned. "It was fun; Just like always."

Peter nodded, and an awkward silence prevailed between them.

"What are you eating?" Peter asked, feeling rather talkative today.

Felicia took a bite of her food and answered: "Chicken Caesar salad."

"That sounds really good."

It didn't, actually. Salad. A fancy one with chicken breast meat, but salad nonetheless. Peter would much prefer eating the meat alone, but he didn't want to hurt Felicia's feelings, so he kept his mouth shut.

"You seem to like it," Felicia said, smirking at him.

Peter's smile didn't falter. He didn't like it per se, but saying wouldn't hurt, would it now?

"I do."

Felicia made a thoughtful sound. "You don't look like the type of person who likes salads."

Peter chuckled: "Don't you think it's weird that someone like me would like salad?"

Felicia shrugged. "Not really, I mean, there are people that like salads, right?"

"There sure are." Peter agreed, smiling at her; what the fuck were they even talking about.

Felicia continued to eat her salad. "Want mine?"

Peter shook his head. "No thanks."

She scoffed, and finished her meal.

Peter watched her, and soon enough, she turned to him again. "Why aren't you eating anything?"

This time, Felicia's question was directed at him.

"Nothing caught my interest," Peter said honestly.

She huffed, and leaned back on her chair. "I see..." She squinted her eyes.

Peter nodded. "Yeah, nothing but a particular someone," Peter said, and sipped the orange juice he'd summoned from the [Inventory] just now, this little use wouldn't hurt.

Felicia seemed a bit confused at first, but she caught on quickly enough.

"Ohhh, is that so?" She smirked a little coyly

Peter couldn't help but smile at her reaction. It was nice to see that his crush was reciprocating, he thought.

She put her plate down on the table and leaned forward. "So, if there's someone you like, you'll go for it right?"

"Of course," Peter replied without hesitation.

"Hmmm..." She squinted her eyes at him, purring lightly. "Really now, muscles?"

Peter 'blushed' slightly. "Yes, really."

Felicia giggled softly, and smiled gently. "You're such a... silly guy."

"I suppose I am." Peter agreed, and felt himself blush harder. Well, he acted as if blushing harder. He was trying his luck with a somewhat direct

Felicia Hardy was eating her heart out when she noticed Peter approach her. She stopped chewing and looked at him curiously.

She had never expected him to be this... Direct.

And now, her heart was beating really fast, slamming against her chest. It was a wonder how she wasn't blushing yet.

So, to make herself not be embarrassed in this situation, Felicia giggled softly, and smiled gently. "You're such a... silly guy."

"I suppose I am." Peter agreed, and blushed. How cute. Felicia couldn't believe how cute he could act sometimes, he was low-key asking her out, but somehow, he wasn't asking her out.

It was in the middle somewhere. He wasn't sure about her reaction it seems, but Felicia was sure she liked it.

She decided to play with him a little.

She definitely wanted to date him, that was for sure. But playing with his heart a little to see if he was serious about this didn't sound wrong. After all, she knew he was open to a relationship with her because he recently broke up with Gwen and wanted to start anew quickly so he could forget that girl already, and while she was all in for it, she wanted to be sure since it was her first time dating a man after a long, long time.

And besides, it was fun to tease him.

She leaned on the table and purred at him, "What would you do if that 'someone' doesn't want to be with you?"

Peter tilted his head to the side, and smirked. "If she doesn't want to be with me, I won't force her into it."

"Hmm, I see." Felicia nodded. "But let's say, hypothetically speaking, that she does want to be with you, will you still leave her if she says no?"

Peter pursed his lips together. "Well, that's a dumb question. Why would she say no if she wants to be with me?"

"Well, women are strange creatures Muscles. But, well, for the sake of the argument, let's say she might have a boyfriend or something, or simply because she has plans for the future." Felicia pointed out. She smiled a bit, and leaned back in her seat. She didn't have a boyfriend, nor any plans for the future, not for now anyway; she was just messing with Peter.

"Oh..." Peter sounded a bit dazed. "I'll... I'll kidnap her then." He said darkly, a playful edge to his tone.

Felicia laughed softly. "You can't do that."

"Why not?" Peter asked, sounding a little offended.

Felicia shrugged, "Well, kidnapping isn't exactly legal."

"Then I'll kidnap her, and keep her locked up in my basement." Peter joked, grinning cheerfully. "No one would know where she went."

Felicia chuckled quietly, and shook her head. "You're too silly for your own good, you know that?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Peter agreed. Then he frowned slightly. "Let's stop messing around now, shall we?" He leaned on his arms that were resting on the table. "Felicia... Would you like to go out with me? Like, officially?"

Felicia blinked rapidly several times, and her eyes widened in surprise.

Peter waited patiently for her answer, smiling brightly as he did.

"Wow..." She muttered, and stared at him, her mouth agape. She... Felicia wasn't expecting him to be blunt so out of the blue. But well, she was impressed.

"You're serious?"

"Yeah, I mean..." Peter nodded. "I'm serious about our relationship going forward."

Dayum...

'He's really serious?' Felicia thought to herself, and bit her lip nervously.

Peter was staring at her expectantly.

'Shit, should I tell him yes? Or no?' She didn't want to disappoint him, but she wasn't sure either. She'd never been in a relationship before, not with a boy, not in a long time, and she didn't know how relationships worked anymore.

Not to brag, but she'd dated many women, she even has a harem once, full of women, but oh well, it didn't turn out great since the girls found out about each other. She had a lot of dating experience, but it all boiled down to women and women.

She was as clueless as any teenage girl about a serious relationship with a boy.

"I..." Felicia started, and hesitated.

Peter waited patiently for her to continue.

"I... I don't know." Felicia admitted quietly.

She really didn't.

While she wanted to date Peter, while she really wanted to, while she really wanted to defeat her trauma and emerge victorious; she wasn't sure how it will go.

The first time with that Ryan bastard had already left a scar on her mind and heart, she wondered if this decision would bite her back like last time, and that's exactly why she was confused and afraid now that it actually came down to it.

What if Peter turns out to be another douchebag, like the others?

But if it turns out well...

What if she loses him? What if Peter finds out that she's a villain, and runs away like all the rest? What if he found out she's Black Cat? That she steals? That she's a criminal scum, technically?

Felicia sighed, and thought hard about it.

"Well..." Peter brought her out of her mind. "What about a trial run?"

"A trial run?"

"Yeah, what do you think about that?" Peter asked, and shrugged his shoulders. "If you're not interested after it, we won't continue to date, if you are, well, then maybe we'll get along."

Felicia chewed on her lower lip for a moment, and nodded.

She wasn't sure about her feelings, but she trusted Peter for now, and she also needed to overcome her trauma.

Besides, she didn't want to lose Peter.

Her eyes glittered a little, her toes curled up as her stomach had this bubbly feeling inside.

She was so close to stealing him...

Felicia shook her head; she and her fucking Kleptomania. This shit was even working on Peter now.

Felicia nodded, and looked at Peter. "Okay then, I'll give it a shot." She smiled a little.

Peter smiled happily at her.

Peter was happy that she agreed.

He made sure to confirm the time for their first date, and then they parted ways.

He fist-bumped the air once he was out of the cafeteria and the rest of his day went quite faster than before. Probably because he was genuinely happy.

'let's see how it goes, shall we?'

Peter smiled and continued walking home with an even gait.

When he got home, he was surprised to see Laura at the front door. He quickly got inside and shut the door tight before looking at her.

Laura was standing in front of him, wearing a rather revealing maid outfit. The patch of clothing over her pussy was removed, and her count was visible to him, and so were her nipples. Peter's cock started stirring awake as he traced his eyes from her face down to the cleft between her thighs.

He licked his lips and looked up into her eyes, almost forgetting why they were there.

"What would you like, master?" she said, blushing heavily. "Food? A shower?" She picked up the remaining clothing from her front, looking away in embarrassment as her somewhat drenched pussy glistened fully in the light of the room.

Her cheeks flushed red with shame once more when she realized what she was doing.

"Or would you like to have me?"

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