Spider-Man perched on a rooftop, his eyes scanning the city below. It was a typical night for the web-slinger, swinging through the concrete jungle and fighting crime. But as he stood there, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Suddenly, he heard a rustling behind him. He turned to see a figure in a tight black catsuit, her white hair cascading down her back. It was Felicia Hardy, the notorious Black Cat burglar.

Black Cat sauntered towards Spider-Man, her hips swaying seductively. She had always had a thing for the web-slinger, and tonight she planned on making her move. Spider-Man couldn't help but feel a stirring in his pants as he watched her approach. He had always found her attractive, but he knew better than to get involved with a criminal.

"Hey, kitty cat," Spider-Man said, trying to keep his cool. "What brings you to this part of town?"

Black Cat smiled, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. "I was just in the neighborhood and thought I'd pay you a visit," she purred, running her finger down his chest.

Spider-Man's heart raced as she leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear. "I've not been able to stop thinking about the last time we… ran into each other," she whispered.

Spider-Man hesitated, but he couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards her. He nodded, and Black Cat took his hand, leading him to the edge of the rooftop. She looked at him with those piercing green eyes that drove him mad. He sighed and put his arm around her waist then swung into the night, carrying her with him. Felicia's laugh of delight filled the air.

They stood there on the roof of his apartment, the city lights illuminating their bodies. Slowly, she peeled his mask up to his nose and leaned in for a long, passionate kiss, her fingers scratching at his cheek as she did. "Aren't you going to invite me in?" She purred. "Yeah…" he was so intoxicated by her, he could barely speak.

Inside, Black Cat reached up and unzipped her catsuit, letting it fall to the ground. Spider-Man's eyes widened as he took in her naked body, her perky breasts and toned abs. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire as he looked at her.

Black Cat stepped closer to him, her hands reaching up to unzip his suit. She slowly peeled it off, revealing his muscular body. Spider-Man's heart raced as she ran her hands over his chest, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss.

They stood there, kissing and touching each other, their bodies entwined. Spider-Man couldn't believe this was happening again, but he couldn't deny how good it felt. Black Cat's hands were all over him, and he couldn't help but respond in kind.

They moved to the bedroom, their bodies pressed together as they fell onto the soft bedsheets. Spider-Man's hands were on Black Cat's ass, pulling her closer to him. She moaned as he entered her, their bodies moving together in a rhythmic dance.

He lifted Felicia up, impaling her on his hard length. Black Cat cried out, her body adjusting to the intrusion as Spidey began to rock into her.
He fucked her hard, his dick filling her up in a way that made Felicia see stars. She clung to him, her nails digging into his back as he moved inside her. Spider-Man reached down, rubbing her clit as he continued to fuck her. Felicia's breath hitched, her body tensing as she approached the edge.

They fucked like animals, their bodies slapping together as they reached for their peak. Spider-Man couldn't believe how good it felt, how alive he felt with Black Cat. He had never felt this way before, and he knew he would never forget this moment.

They came together, their bodies shuddering with pleasure. Black Cat collapsed against him, her breathing ragged. Spider-Man held her close, his heart still racing from the intensity of their lovemaking. Black Cat snuggled up to him, her head resting on his chest.

Spider-Man drifted off to sleep, his mind still reeling from the night's events. He knew he would have to face the consequences of his actions, but for now, he was content to bask in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

He woke up the next morning to an empty bed. He looked around the room, but Black Cat was nowhere to be found. He got up and looked around the apartment, but there was no sign of her.

Then he realised. She'd stolen his webshooters. "For Fuck's sake!" he shouted. But as he looked out the window, he couldn't help but smile. He had experienced something incredible with Black Cat, something he would never forget. And for that, he was grateful.