But First Let Me Take a Selfie

"Hey Red, what'cha doooin?"

On this early Saturday morning, Peter decided to pay his lovely girlfriend a visit. Aunt Anna had met him at the door reluctantly letting him in. Although her gaze was chilling, Peter knew Aunt Anna wouldn't actively hurt him…..At least that was what his Spider-sense told him anyway. As he entered MJ's room, he was met with heaps and heaps of clothes all messily strewn about. Various skirts, blouses, jeans, capris, sweaters were scattered throughout the room.

"Uhhh Red? MJ? You in here?"

"Huh?" MJ asked poking her head from out the closet, "Oh! Hey Tiger!"

"Uhhh heya. So uh what are you up to?" he asked as she dove back into her closet.

"Well, since I'm majoring in theater and fashion design this fall at ESU, I felt like I needed to put together a portfolio of sorts. Y'know, headshots, some model pictures, stuff like that."

"Oh. Really? I mean college isn't for a few more months y'know."

"Yes, Peter, I know," she answered tossing a bra over her shoulder into his face, "But having a portfolio handy and ready will make me look professional. It will show how serious and passionate I am about this career. Plus, maybe one of the professors can pass it around and get me a few amateur gigs. Or something off-Broadway. I dunno. I just gotta get that head start!"

"Ohhh I get it. It's like me trying to beef up the resume to get internships at labs!"

"Yes! Exactly! Now which do you think is better?"

MJ turned around holding up two different blouses: one red and one green.

"Uhhh I mean I think you'd look beautiful in either," Peter answered honestly.

"Peterr! I need you to be objective and honest! I love your flattery but help me!"

"Hmmm."

Peter pondered a bit walking around MJ. His eyes darted up and down taking in her curves, noting her peachy skin tone, her fiery red hair, and her piercing green eyes. Stopping in front of her, he put his hands on her hips and continued drinking in her appearance. Next, he rubbed her arms and then cupped her face with his hand.

"Peter Parker, are you checking me out?" she asked teasingly.

"Well, you wanted my honest opinion. I gotta thoroughly examine the model before giving a proper recommendation."

"Ahhh I see. And what else do you need to examine, Tiger?"

"Well, I need to take a closer look at those lips of yours so I can match the lip gloss to the rest of your outfit."

"Oh? Come here then. Let me help you with you….inspection."

Leaning closer to each other, they bridged their gap with a little kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his free hand clutched her hips. Tilting his head, he pushed the kiss a little further pressing his tongue against his. Melting completely, she allowed herself to relax and enjoy the moment with the boy she loved. Lost in their own world, they absentmindedly began walking. More specifically, MJ began pulling him with her and Peter gladly followed. They tripped over a pair of jeans and plopped right onto the bed. Though MJ took the brunt of the fall, she didn't mind as she just latched onto Peter further hugging him tightly and wrapping a single leg around him. Eventually though, despite the intensity of the kiss, Peter broke for air before kissing her cheek and resting his head beside hers.

"We should stop," he laughed in her ear, "your aunt might come up any minute."

"Hnnnn but this is fun. I like kissing you," she whined.

"I love kissing you too. But I prefer not to be castrated by your aunt."

"You're right. I wouldn't want you to lose your primary weapon either," she smirked cupping his crotch.

"Hehe that's not helping y'know."

"Well, you weren't helping me pick my outfit!"

"Haha alright alright. If you must know, I love it when you wear green. It matches your eyes and brings out your hair beautifully."

"That's more like it! Hehehee."

Finally, Peter got off the bed and pulled Mary Jane up. Looking around, Peter picked up a simple black tank top.

"Or alternatively, we keep it simple," he suggested.

"Hmm?"

"Well, I think if you wanna showcase what you've got as a model, we've got to highlight your strong points. We need to show off your curves, your incredibly figure. How about just a simple tank top and jeans?"

"Really?"

"Yea! Y'know keep it simple. Show them that you don't need much to look beautiful. You, Mary Jane Watson, are just naturally gorgeous."

"I-I wow," she stuttered as a bright red blush formed on her cheeks, "Thank you, Tiger. I- wow.."

"I mean I just, y'know. I want the world to see you the way I see you, a stunning, badass, take-charge woman."

"Peterrr."

"With a great ass."

"Hahah," she laughed smacking his shoulder, "And here I thought you were a boobs guy."

"Oh I am. I'm a man of culture."

"Anyway! I'm inclined to agree with your suggestion. Simple. Sexy. Chic. A black tank top and jeans. Now to find a studio and a photographer."

With an outfit settled upon, MJ started picking up her scattered clothes leaving Peter to ponder one more thing. When she grabbed a few more shirts and skirts, he finally spoke up.

"I might be able to help with that photographer thing."

"Oh? Do you know a guy?"

"Well, my Uncle Ben gifted me a camera for my tenth birthday. He taught me a few tricks here and there. Admittedly he was more a landscape kinda guy, but I'm sure I can adapt his techniques for a model."

"Wait, you'd really help me out on this?" she asked with growing excitement.

"Sure! And we could probably find a great backdrop around the city. Central Park maybe?"

"Oh Tiger you're the best!," she squealed hugging him, "This is so so great! I was so worried about being able to afford a studio and professional! With you, it's all free!"

"Free? What are you talking about? I'm not cheap, lady. I deserve fair compensation!" he teased.

"Well, Mr. Parker, I don't have a lot of money on me. Could we…..work something out," she purred slowly dragging her fingernail down his chest.

"I'm sure we could come up with an….arrangement," he played off her tone.

"Of course, we can. After all, I've got some ample assets to trade with…"

"Now you're talking my language."

"Peter Parker hands off my niece!" Aunt Anna yelled out from the doorway!

Immediately, Peter and MJ jumped apart and stood at attention in front of a fuming Aunt Anna.

"This is why the door must remain OPEN around here! I've got my eye on you Peter! Don't you try that again in this house! Six feet apart at all times!" she huffed leaving the two.

Awkwardly, Peter and MJ looked at each other relieved that Aunt Anna didn't catch them in a more precarious position. They both shrugged happy to get let off with a warning.

"How's about we clean up here first. Then I'll get my camera and we'll take some shots at the park?" Peter suggested.

"Sounds perfect, Tiger. Ice cream later?"

"Definitely!"

"Oh, I'm so glad we decided to do the shoot today, Peter. It's so beautiful today!"

After sneaking by Aunt Anna and fetching Peter's camera, Red and Tiger took a trip to Central Park hoping to find just the right spot for a photo shoot. Luckily for them, the sun was high and bright giving ample lighting opportunities for Peter.

"Where shall we start. Hmmm," Mary Jane wondered.

"Let's try an open area like Bethesda Terrace. I could get you on the balcony."

"Oooo you're the boss, Tiger! Let's do it!"

Arriving at the terrace, MJ stretched and fixed her hair a bit. Peter walked around looking through his camera lens trying to find the best angle.

"Where do you want me, Tiger?"

"Hmm. Stand in the center. I think I can use the arches as a background."

"Alrighty. Whenever you're ready."

"Awesome. Strike your best pose, Ms. Watson," Peter crouched getting his camera ready.

Smiling, MJ shifted her weight onto one side jutting her hip out. Her hands rested on either side of her waist.

*SNAP SNAP SNAP*

"Awesome!" Peter commented, "Keep em coming!"

This time she put her hand on the back of her head and winked.

*SNAP SNAP SNAP*

"Nice! Oh maybe do a little hair flip?"

"My my Mr. Parker. Ever so demanding."

"Haha very funny, Red."

MJ twirled about flipping her hair letting Peter get a few action shots. Adding her own flair, she even jumped up with her arms outstretched above her head.

*SNAP SNAP SNAP*

"Perfect! These look great!"

"What next, boss?"

"Oooo how bout near the fountain. You can sit on the edge and show off your legs!"

"Hehe are you sure you're not just making up an excuse to oogle at my legs?" she teased.

"I mean they're an asset to show off right?"

"Ok ok fair point. But y'know, you never have to ask me if you want to oogle at any part of my body, Tiger."

With a wink, MJ sat down bracing herself with her hands behind her. One leg was straightened while the other was bent. Smirking, she faced Peter who was still in awe as he just stood there.

"You gonna stand there and catch flies all day, Tiger?"

"Huh? Oh right right. Sorry!" he fumbled his words but readied his camera.

MJ leaned a little back to catch more of the light onto her skin. She flexed her open and bare arms a little and tilted her head hoping Peter was getting the angles he wanted. Hoping to add a little more sensuality to the shots, she ran her hand through her hair.

*SNAP SNAP SNAP*

The rest of the day continued as such. Peter and MJ would find a neat landmark, MJ would strike a pose, Peter would drool for a bit before getting back to work and snapping more pictures. Overall, Peter got hundreds upon hundreds of MJ shots to later edit and compile into a neat portfolio for MJ to pass around. Their last stop was Belvedere Castle. As the day started to close, the sun was shining at just the right angle on MJ.

"Ahh perfect! Stay right there, MJ," Peter ordered.

"Huh? Oh ok!"

*SNAP SNAP SNAP*

Peter absolutely relished the sight. The yellowy-orange hue brightening up her face. Her green eyes piercing through the colors making them stand out. Her read hair blending into the scenery. Her freckles adding just enough of a personal touch for him. She was beautiful. Absolutely stunning. This time there was no fancy pose or flip of the hair or a cheeky wink. Mary Jane was just leaning against the balcony being as candid as possible. Her smile was genuine, and Peter caught it on camera.

"What's so great about this shot, Peter?"

"Don't you know, MJ? It's golden hour! When the sun sets perfectly at twilight giving you this amazing glow of light. It fits you perfectly with all the yellow and orange and red."

"Ohhh I see."

*SNAP SNAP SNAP*

"Ok! I think I got everything. I'll pick and choose the best ones and edit them when I get home. I'll send over a folder as soon as I can."

"Thanks so so much, Tiger! You're the best."

"I'm always happy to help you, Red. Speaking of, I recall promising ice cream?"

"Hehe yes, absolutely. But first, let's take a selfie."

"Huh?"

"Well, you said it yourself. We've got perfect light. And I want to commemorate this moment."

"Ahh right, your first photoshoot! I gotcha."

Peter walked over and hugged MJ's side. She pulled out her phone and stretched out her arms trying to get the perfect angle to fit both of them, the beautiful park lake, and the park greenery behind them.

"Smile!" she said.

Just before pressing the button, she turned and kissed his cheek capturing his slight shocked expression on camera.

"More like commemorating a really fun date with my boyfriend," she whispered in his ear.

"Ah hehe I'm just happy to help where I can, Red," Peter answered while blushing.

"I'm serious! I really do appreciate you, Tiger," she reassured him while rubbing his cheek, "So? Ice cream?"

"I think I found a much sweeter treat," he teased leaning closer to her lips.

Getting the hint, MJ closed her eyes ready to kiss her favorite lips. However, just before they pressed their lips together, blaring sirens screamed throughout the air as five police cars zoomed down the street. Peter sighed, resting his head on MJ's shoulder. Understanding his predicament, MJ patted his head.

"Whyyyy," Peter groaned.

"Shhh it's ok. It's not a big deal. We kiss every day."

"But today was so perfect…"

"IS perfect, Tiger. IS. And it still is. Now get going. You have people to save," she reassured into his ear.

"….Ok. Thank you. You're perfect and I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Can you take my camera home? I'll pick it up whenever I'm done with uh whatever the situation is."

"Can do!"

"Thanks."

"Wait!" she grabbed his arm just before he could rush off.

Pulling him towards her, she planted a big wet kiss on his lips. She released him with a smack leaving him slightly dazed.

"Go get 'em, Tiger," she winked.

"God you're so hot," he breathed as he scrambled away to find a spot to change.

A subway ride later, Mary Jane arrived back at her bedroom happily plopping on the bed. She had never had so much fun before in her life! It felt like such a perfect date. Roaming around the park with her handsome boyfriend. Posing and taking pictures throughout the beautiful scenery. She rolled over and pressed her face into her cool pillow. Did Peter notice all the sneaky glances and gazes she was sending him all day. Was he paying attention to all the poses she was doing to get his attention? A bit more pop of the hip. Sticking her ass out just a bit further into the camera. Pressing her arms together to accentuate her cleavage. He had to have known what a show she was putting on for him, right? She rolled over again bumping into his camera she put on the bed…..Hang on. She sat up picking up the device and noticed it had a recording function as well. A sly cheeky grin grew on her face.

"He'll be sure to notice this particular show…"

A few hours later, Peter swung through the quiet Queens neighborhood and gently landed on the side of MJ's house. Crawling up to her window, he lightly knocked.

"Hey Tiger!" MJ greeted quickly opening her window.

"Heya Red! I'm sorry I'm late. There was a huge bank robbery by some dude in a Rhino costume. Or more like Rhino armor? Either way that took a while. Then on the way back I stopped some muggings. Walked grandma across the street. Helped a kid with his windmill science project. A buncha stuff happened."

Smiling, she pulled his mask up just enough to reveal his face before pulling him into yet another loving kiss.

"Hehe, that's ok, Tiger. You're a hero. It's what you do and what I love about you. I'm just happy you're home safe and sound."

"Love you, too, MJ. I really appreciate it. Uhh sorry I can't stay though. It's a little late and Aunt May probably called like 10 times. I'm just here to pick up the camera."

"Of course!" she answered turning around to grab the device.

"Say, did you get a chance to look through them and pick your favorites?"

"Uhh I flipped through a few. Honestly, I love them all. But maybe a few of them could use a keen photographer's eyes like yours."

"Haha I'm no pro, MJ. I just know a few tricks from my uncle."

"Even so, how about you narrow down your favorites and we can look at them together tomorrow? Sound good?"

"Sounds like a date to me!"

"Hahahah," she giggled, "You're so cheesy…..I love it!"

Leaning forward to peck him on the lips again, she caressed his exposed chin before pulling his mask down and sending him on his way.

Oh, the efforts Peter had to go through to walk into his own house. First after saying good night to MJ, he climbed into his bedroom and changed out of his Spider-suit. Then he climbed back out again, sneaked up to the front door, and tried to casually walk in as if he just came off the street. MJ from her window had to cover her mouth to stifle her amusement at the whole ruse. Inside the Parker resident, Aunt May sat with her arms crossed unhappy that Peter was coming home late. Fortunately, she softened her gaze when Peter explained that he and MJ wanted to eat ice cream and talk all day (which wasn't false to be honest.) Admittedly, Peter sort of tuned out May's speech about spending so much alone time with a girl and the importance of safe sex, so when he got the ok to go upstairs and freshen up, he bolted like lightning. A quick shower later, Peter connected his camera to his laptop to upload the day's pictures.

"Huh? That's weird. I don't remember recording a video today," Peter tilted his head in confusion.

He opened the file and blew it up to full screen. His brow furrowed into further confusion upon seeing Mary Jane appear on the screen still in her black tank top and jeans. She looked actually quite shy despite her full well-drawn makeup. Her lips were bright red and rosy, and her cheeks had just a hint of blush. She batted her smokey eyes and sharply drawn eyeliner as she fidgeted in front of the camera.

"Hey Tiger. Um I just wanted to say, I really really appreciated your help today. You're always so sweet and uh I dunno. It made me feel special when you offered to be my photographer and pick out all the great backdrops to pose in. You really made me feel uhh seen I guess is the right word? Oh, I knew I should have rehearsed this!" she sighed shaking her head, "I know it was really just us snapping pictures together in the park, but today for the first time ever, I felt like a real model. I'm really glad you were there to help me with this first step towards my dream. I love you, Peter and will always love you. I'm sorry we didn't get ice cream today. But I may have a better reward for you."

On screen, she leaned forward and pressed a button on her speaker. The gentle pop bass beats from the song "Plastic Love" began to play. Its music permeated through her bedroom air as she got up and swayed to the beat.

"Don't uh….Don't judge too much. I've never done this before."

As she danced, she ran her fingers through her wild hair. Her demeanor suddenly changed. Her eyes became piercing. Her lips thinned into a sultry smirk. Peter was so enamored by her gaze, he didn't even notice her hands grasping the bottom hem of her top. Only when she pulled it over her head did Peter realize what was going on. His jaw dropped as she tossed the upper garment aside revealing a black lacy bra. Her hands rubbed up and down her body before cupping her breasts.

"This bra's really tight, Tiger. Maybe you could help me take it off?" she purred.

"Yes please," Peter unconsciously replied to his screen.

Smirking, she twirled around before undoing the button in her jeans.

"Oh but Tiger. These jeans feel so cumbersome. It's been a long day. I should take them off and let my legs breathe a little…"

Turning fully around so her back faced the camera, she bent over and slowly peeled her jeans off. Gradually, she lowered her pants just enough to reveal her ass and her matching black thong. Teasing a little, she pressed the jean's waistline just under the swell of her ass making it jiggle a little.

"You know what I fantasize about sometimes, Peter? Running up to you and jumping in your arms. I'd wrap my arms around your neck. My legs around your waist. And then your hands would grasp this thick, juicy ass," she teased spanking herself a little, "And then you'd give me a really good squeeze. It turns me on so much when you touch me with authority, Tiger. I'm a bad girl. And I need a little discipline from time to time."

Peter squeaked as she spanked herself again. His throat dried up tremendously as he felt really uncomfortable in his pajama bottoms. Without even knowing, his hand traveled to his crotch as he rubbed his hardening dick.

"Now, about my tight bra," she purred undoing the clasp in the back, "I'm sure you've been dying to see my big, soft, breasts, haven't you?"

"Y-yes ma'am," Peter stuttered.

Her hands pressed her bra close to her chest covering up the big reveal Peter so desperately needed to see.

"Well Tiger. When you get the chance, how about we trade? I'll show you my boobs when you show me your big, long, thick, cock? Hmm?"

"Oh God…."

"Hehe. Till next time, Tiger," she winked and blew a kiss ending the video.

Without hesitation, Peter opened his window and practically flew to the house next door. Eagerly, he tapped on MJ's window prompting her to come over and open it again. She didn't even get a second to say anything as he pounced on top of her. Aggressively he kissed her. Taken aback by the surprise, she stumbled backwards, tripping and falling onto her bed without breaking lip contact with Peter. Almost by instinct, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Smirking into the kiss, his hands traveled to her ass and tightly squeezed her. The sudden boldness prompted a squeal out of her breaking their kiss momentarily.

"Tiger!"

"Hehe I thought you loved it when I squeezed your ass."

Mary Jane's cheeks glowed a rosy red as she bit her lip and looked away.

"Oh God I still can't believe I made that video for you. I'm so embarrassed!"

"Of what?" he asked cupping her face and slowly turning her face back towards him, "You are the most beautiful and sexiest girlfriend ever. You have nothing to be embarrassed about…..uhh unlike me."

"What?! What could you possibly be embarrassed about?!" she asked as if he was speaking lunacy.

"Well….." he awkwardly shifted his hips a little.

As he moved, MJ could feel something poke at the inside of her thigh. Her eyes widened in realization but then she bit her lip even further.

"Oh? Shhh," she hugged him close and held him in place, "Let me help you with that…..baby."

Upon hearing the new sultry pet name, Peter could immediately feel his dick twitch in his pants. Mary Jane very much felt the twitch as well, so she snaked her hand downward to cup his cock. Teasingly, she stroked him through the fabric of his pants. Peter froze above her just gazing into her eyes. She raised an eyebrow and gave him a knowing smirk, but never broke eye contact. They moved to kiss again, but Peter stopped.

"Peterrr," MJ whined.

Not giving her an answer, he jumped off her and dove out the window in the blink of an eye. Bewildered, she just stared at her open window slightly irritated Peter edged her like that and ruined the moment. Fortunately, her anger melted away instantly as she heard a click from her bedroom door.

"Mary Jane! I brought up some cocoa to warm you- Oh my goodness why is the window open!" Aunt Anna exclaimed as she entered the bedroom.

"Oh, hi Aunt Anna! It felt a little toasty in here, so I opened the window for some fresh air!"

"Not tonight you aren't! It's windy and I don't want you to catch a cold," Anna exclaimed shutting the windows, "Here, have some cocoa. Something warm and creamy like this will put you right to sleep!"

"I was hoping for a different kind of warm and creamy…" MJ mumbled under her breath.

"What was that, dear?"

"Nothing! Haha. Just thank you for the cocoa."

"Of course. Sleep well, Mary Jane."

"Good night, Aunt Anna!"

MJ released the breath she was holding as Anna left her in peace. Placing the cocoa on the end table, she plopped onto her bed and screamed into her pillow. She tossed and turned trying to vent all her irritation at yet again being interrupted and having her moment with Peter ruined.

*RING RING*

Turning over, she picked up her phone to read the text from Peter.

Tiger🐯: Is everything ok? Are you in trouble?

Red🌹: Only for opening the window on a windy night. All good Tiger

Tiger🐯: Phew. That was a close one. I swear your aunt has like antiboyfriend senses or something.

Red🌹: LOL antiboyfriend and anti-horny senses.

Tiger🐯: …..

Red🌹: What? Girls get horny too!

Tiger🐯: I know! Its just….the very thought of it makes you even hotter

Red🌹: Awww. You're incredibly sexy too, Tiger.

Red🌹: OH SHIT! Are you uh…are you ok with your uh…little tiger?

Tiger🐯: …..Excuse you! He's very big and majestic!

Red🌹: Hahahaha oh I don't doubt it. I'm eager to meet him 😉

Tiger🐯: Oh God you're KILLING me here, Red. My God do I love you!

Red🌹: I love you too, Tiger 😘

AN: Heya everyone! I'm so so sorry I left yall hanging for a month. Life kinda got in the way as I was traveling to meet an old friend, then I have some family visiting for a while. And honestly I was in Chalant mode for a while with my flagship fic How to Be Chalant. Hopefully I gave yall a fun little chapter to hold you over haha. I'll do my best to get the next chapter out as quickly as possible. Till then have a great day!