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Chapter 4: A Different Angle
Written by Felicia Rondo, Inspired by Cluster, Rated: 18+, Published: 7/10/2024
Summary: Though Spidey and Black Cat have reunited, Peter is having difficulty letting himself love Felicia as much as he wants to. Lucky for them, Mary Jane has a plan!
Contains: Explicit Sexual Content, Consensual Extramarital Sex, Sexual Awakenings, and a store-bought Black Cat costume!
What happened in the days that followed kept all parties busy. So many times things got hot and heavy with Spider-Man and Black Cat… on the occasion they busted a supervillain with help from the Human Torch. Then there was that other time Spidey grabbed Felicia suddenly and took her… someplace safe, just before the car that Doctor Octopus had hurled at her would hit. That’s not even mentioning the time Peter had a big surprise waiting for Felicia back at his apartment… where he asked her to stay for dinner. Mary Jane made lasagna!
“Are you finished?” Spidey sighed, swinging through New York City as the Black Cat ran on the rooftops to his right, “Okay, so Felicia and I haven’t gone further than a kiss yet. Can you blame me?!” he asked, rhetorically, when he should know anyone would say yes.
“Gimme a break! It wasn’t that long ago that having just one partner was what people did, was it?” he questioned, in a work of fan-fiction published on an internet filled with countless stories of him in spectacular spider-harems, “When I married MJ, I thought it’d just be us together and that’d be it!
“Being with Felicia again is great, and I’m still pinching myself that Mary Jane isn’t killing me over it, I just… need time to adjust!” he reasoned, as they returned once again to the apartment that Peter and Mary Jane had called home for the past couple of years.
Felicia had been letting herself in with him since their little reunion, and neither Peter nor MJ raised any complaints. They both cared about her, and she seemed to like them enough too.
“Oh Spider~” Felicia purred, as she fell back on the bed Peter would sleep in with his wife, “you don’t mind if your favorite kitty makes herself comfortable here, do you?” Her gaze was like fire and, in that moment, it felt like it would’ve been so easy to just pounce her…
Judging by every signal Felicia had been sending him, that would’ve been fine.
“Only if you don’t mind me joining you,” Peter replied, taking his mask off and slipping out of the top of his suit, before… chastely lying down next to her. Not what Felicia had in mind, even he was able to tell that, but it was progress enough that she wasn’t totally let down.
As contentedly as she could, she cuddled up close to him on his left side. Her hand found his chest and proceeded to caress it, getting used to the feeling of his skin on hers once more. Much as she loved to suggest otherwise, getting to be with him again was as unexpected as it was a dream come true - and the gravity of it had yet to fully sink in for her.
But it was really killing her, how long it was taking to move past this point.
“Spider… I’ve been a good kitty, haven’t I?” asked the Black Cat, as she traced circles around his right nipple.
“Er… yeah?” Peter answered, not minding her sensual touch at all, before planting a kiss on her cheek and quipping, “Why? ‘Want me to leave out a saucer of milk for you?”
“In a manner of speaking, I suppose…” she chuckled, taking his joke and effortlessly-twisting it into a double entendre, “Since we got back together, I’ve had this fantasy I’ve been toying with in my head…
“After a long day of stopping men in their pajamas from wreaking havoc on the city, we come home tired and pent-up…” she started, bringing her hand down from her chest to his stomach, “it feels like you only have energy left to collapse into bed and pass out for the night, but one little shake of my tail wakes you right up…” after that, she slowly drifted her hand further down his body. But, just before she could cross his abdomen, he tensed up.
“Sorry, I’m sorry,” he apologized with a sigh, shaking his head in frustration.
“Peter…” Felicia frowned, “it’s—”
“It’s unfair, I know, it’s unfair to you,” he interrupted, “I need to get over myself already, I’ve been trying - I swear, I’ve been trying…”
But before he could utter another self-critical word, his cheek was turned and his lips were met with Felicia’s. Without one more word said, almost all the tension that lived in our ol’ webhead’s cranium seemed to be set at ease. It wasn’t the kind of kiss he was used to from Felicia.
Still, one kiss could only take two people so far. Lucky for them, there were three of them in that apartment.
“I think I know what’ll loosen you up, Tiger,” Mary Jane smirked casually from the doorway, wearing a loose navy-blue t-shirt and a bright pair of red panties, calling their attention over to her with Peter’s DSLR in hand, “something that’ll get you ready to pounce like I know you want to~”
“Ooh, I am liking where this is going,” Felicia grinned, her voice sultrily-smooth as she inquired, “whatever are you thinking, Mrs. Watson-Parker?”
With a cat-like grace of her own, Mary Jane sauntered over to the two of them and offered her hand to Peter. He took it, then got up on his feet when she pulled him over and away from the bed, thinning Felicia’s smile. The redhead handed his camera over to him, took his seat on the bed beside Felicia, and by that point the Black Cat’s smile had been fully replaced with a look of confusion.
“… What are you thinking?” she asked Mary Jane again, looking up at Peter in search of answers.
“Don’t look at me, I don’t know what’s going through her head right now,” shrugged Parker.
“Felicia,” Mary Jane started, taking her chin and turning her head to face her again, “how about you and I be a little naughty together while he holds the camera and snaps the photos?”
“Excuse me?” replied the Black Cat, “You and moi? No hard feelings, dear, but I only have eyes for my spider,” she asserted, as confident as she could be in the face of this unexpected development.
Peter wracked his brain, but he couldn’t think of a time in the past he’d seen what he was seeing on that bed. Not the two of them so close together, images like that didn’t get so easily forgotten, but Felicia… blushing, as she was then.
“Ohh but he’ll love it, Felicia baby, he won’t be able to keep his hands off you by the time we’re through,” Mary Jane spoke, grabbing the other girl’s shoulders for emphasis and unintentionally causing the cat’s heart to skip a beat, “better yet, he can film us going at it! Sound hot yet?”
It wasn’t that they expected her to carry herself like a nun, Felicia certainly wasn’t one to throw stones in that regard, but the way Mary Jane was acting was beginning to downright scandalize the other two.
“Mary Jane…” started Peter, curious but unable to stop himself from smiling at what was playing out in front of them, “what the hell’s gotten into you? You haven’t acted like this in—”
“Years?” MJ giggled, “So you’ve noticed! I haven’t felt like this in ages!” She fell back on the bed and looked up at the ceiling as she beamed, “It’s this OnlyFans page - it’s been so thrilling, having so many different eyes on me, I feel like the old me’s back! Only this time with more belly fat,” she rubbed her belly, drawing Peter’s eye to her delectably-pudgy stomach while Felicia quietly bit her lip at the alluring sight.
“So,” the red-haired beauty said, sitting back up on the bed suddenly and causing her hair to bounce and sway like a dream, “wanna join the fun, kitty cat~? You only need to play with me for as long as Peter can keep himself from ravishing you.”
Had it come from someone else, it might’ve sounded pushy. If it were someone else saying it, it could’ve sounded cynical. She stood to gain something off it, putting it on her page as she so clearly intended to, but hearing it from her? It just sounded like she was having fun, that life was fun with her.
“… Not that I don’t think I’d love to see it,” Peter chimed in, “but isn’t it kind of… objectifying, two women going at it for a guy?”
“Only as much as the women want it to be,” Mary Jane shrugged with a grin, making so simple a ‘conundrum’ that would bring legions of oh-so-well-meaning Feminist men to their knees, “we’re both in control, we decide how far we want to go - right, Ms. Hardy~?”
‘Irresistible’ was a word that got a lot of use, in the centuries since its invention. There was no doubt in Felicia’s mind that the word had gotten quite a work-out from those who went to describe the appeal of Mary Jane, as just the woman’s gaze seemed to flip a switch in the cat’s mind.
“I… Well…” the Black Cat trailed off, starting and restarting her sentence before letting it fade from her lips. She hardly thought twice about Peter’s choice to be with Mary Jane, the decision made enough sense for her liking from a glance, but she was really beginning to see what he saw in her.
“We don’t have to make this any more than what it is,” said the redheaded beauty, leaning in closer to the lovely lady sitting next to her, “you can think of Peter the entire time if it helps… but,” a sultry chuckle escaped her lips, “don’t think I’ll mind if I’m a bit distracting for that~”
Her mind was made up. MJ could see it in the other woman’s eyes, perhaps even before Felicia realized it herself. With a timidity she wasn’t used to from herself, the Black Cat began to lean in closer - meaning to narrow the gap between their lips until it faded into nothing…
“Ahem,” MJ cleared her throat, snapping her fingers, “Peter? Camera?”
Peter chuckled, while Felicia rolled her eyes. Mary Jane was lucky she was who she was, as that would’ve ruined the mood entirely if it came from anyone else.
Slowly, Peter lifted his camera and readied it for filming when…
“Oh, Felicia, you should change,” Mary Jane remarked.
“You have got to be joki—” Felicia started, before her eyes fell on the outfit she had on - her Black Cat costume. “Oh,” she said, “fair point, actually.”
“It’s just too official,” MJ stated, before pushing herself off of the bed and onto her feet once more, “if I started filming videos with the real Black Cat, the people would start to wonder things they shouldn’t~” With a gentle sway in her hips, the redhead went to the bedroom closet for the remedy to this latest issue.
Leaning forward and reaching in between a wall of coats, inadvertently giving the other two an eye-popping view of her legs from the side, she retrieved a costume that looked… familiar.
“Now this,” she said, presenting the store-bought Black Cat costume to the two, “should be just right for our video, don’t you think?”
“Excuse me?” laughed Felicia, softly, “what is that doing in your wardrobe?” Her eyes drifted over to the man in the room, who put his hands up to plead his innocence.
The feline fatale wouldn’t have judged him for it, knowing better than anyone what a privilege it was just to want her, and the costume didn’t look cheap either…
“I definitely wasn’t gonna be trying this on before you showed up the other night,” MJ chimed in, delivering an unconvincing denial utterly shamelessly, and removing any doubt that she was the sole culprit, “oh, well would you look at that, it looks like it’s your size~” she sang, placing it on the cat’s lap before taking a seat on the bed once more.
Of course it was her idea, Felicia thought, it was obvious in hindsight.
She stripped out of her costume, rolling her eyes when Peter awkwardly struggled to know where to look. Mary Jane, meanwhile, laid her gaze down on every inch of the other woman. For as bold as her Spider could be in his element, the bedroom was Mary Jane’s - and she had all the confidence as long as they were there.
Again, Felicia felt a little flustered despite herself. Feeling the redhead drink in the sight of her like she was parched didn’t feel half bad, but even an experienced player like her was struggling to keep her cool. She knew she was delicious, but only her Spider had aroused this particular desire in her before… to want to be eaten up.
With her regular costume put away, she donned the imitation. Sure enough, it was her size, and she looked almost as good as ‘the real thing.’ Which was what they were going for, she supposed…
Then there was Mary Jane. Sitting there, with her voluminous red hair billowing on her shoulders, she looked like a dream the cat didn’t want to wake up from. For someone Felicia hardly spared a second thought about in the years she’d been tangled in her Spider’s web, the taste of her lips was becoming more appetizing by the moment.
“Ready for showtime, then?” MJ inquired, eliciting a nod from Felicia that she had to strain to keep from looking too desperate, “All right,” MJ smirked, maintaining eye contact with the other woman as she spun her index finger in Peter’s direction, “Get rolling now, Tiger…” she said, adding softly with a playful smile, “… before you miss anything~”
Taking the cue, Peter quickly gripped his camera and began filming the two as they sat together. He would’ve counted it off, but Mary Jane’s comment got him all nervous.
Now that everything else had at last been settled, the distance between the cat and the redhead seemed to begin narrowing without the platinum-blonde even trying - like MJ was pulling her closer by the power of her own mind - but in truth? Mary Jane sat perfectly still as the Black Cat drew nearer to her heart’s desire, as she’d done so many times before.
And it was Felicia’s lips that first touched Mary Jane’s.
“Mm…” she moaned, as she fulfilled the burning desire that MJ had lit within her. The agonizing anticipation had to have helped, Felicia knew herself too well to think otherwise, but a kiss on the lips of Mary Jane was impossible to spoil. She could’ve done it immediately and it still would’ve been life-changing.
“Hmm~” the redhead moaned back, returning the kiss and providing more after it. She tasted good, Mary Jane thought - and she was never shy about taking seconds once she had settled on a craving. When her ‘cosplayer’ Black Cat started running those long and elegant fingers of hers through her beautiful red locks, she knew the feeling was mutual.
As their lips brushed against one another again and again, Mary Jane felt a bit of a desire well up in her. One that may backfire if followed through with, certainly, but she had a good feeling about it. For after all, Felicia was being so good…
Daintily, Mary Jane hovered the tips of her fingers over the other lady’s back. In one smooth motion, stroking gently and affectionately, she glided them along the length of her kitty’s back. With a sensual smile, she looked down at her costumed lover and sweetly told her,
“Nice kitty… nice kitty~”
“Mrrrrowr~!” came involuntarily out of Felicia’s lips, in a voice higher and cuter than anything even Peter had heard from her, followed by a blush that made her whole face feel hot. In her peripheral vision she could see Peter’s eyes widened, but Mary Jane’s face was another story - the story of a girl who’d gotten just what she wanted for Christmas.
“That’s my kitty, that’s my very good kitty…” she spoke sultrily, giving the cat scritches behind her ear and eliciting even more sounds of delight to come out of her, “Want some milk, kitty cat~?” asked Mary Jane, lifting her top up and revealing her plump breasts to Felicia. Watching her mouth water at the sight, moments before her lips wrapped around her nipple, was priceless.
This was the sort of thing MJ would often daydream of doing, but paths simply wouldn’t cross and the impulse would leave her before that could change. At that thought, she made a mental note to remind Peter of what a gift his presence in her life truly was - besides what an amazing lay he was, he seemed to be a magnet for other sexbombs. Herself included, of course.
Gazing down at the lustful cat, tracing the redhead’s areola with the tip of her tongue, it really struck Mary Jane how utterly beautiful Felicia was. Not only that, it felt absolutely deliriously-good to be the subject of her adoring affections. And like the first bite of a freshly-baked chocolate chip cookie melting in her mouth, the euphoria of it only served to deepen her hunger.
“Does kitty wanna make me feel good?” asked Mary Jane, the camera capturing every sensual movement of her lips, “Wanna make me feel really good?” she pressed, her cool smile widening into a fairly-eager grin as she became unable to help herself. So what if she let slip a little control? What could happen?
“M-mmmeowwwrr…!” Felicia then growled, as something new awoke in her. Gravity itself seemed to pull her down from MJ’s breast, down underneath her belly as she traced the outline of the redhead’s love handle with her tongue, until at last she reached her prize - nestled between those deliciously squishy thighs.
The sound Mary Jane made, when Felicia gave her cunt a long and lingering lick, was enough to make even her blush.
Felicia lapped at her pussy like it was catnip, tasting the sensual fruit of her erotic labor and moaning as she reveled in the other woman’s wetness. Mary Jane, meanwhile, struggled to keep her face from making ‘redhead’ a bit too literal. It was a task that wouldn’t have been so difficult, if only Felicia could keep her tongue away from MJ’s clit for longer than six seconds.
Mary Jane had been with so many men and women before, but only Peter had seen her this way before - so vulnerable, so happy, so enthralled by the rapturous pleasures the cat lady’s enthusiastic tongue was giving her. That someone else could bring her to this place, a height of ecstasy so rare she married the last person who brought her there, was very nearly more than Mary Jane could bear…
And then, before she knew it, Felicia had snuck her tongue inside.
“Nnngh—! Kitty…!” MJ whimpered, squeezing her thighs against the lady’s cheeks as she ecstatically allowed all control she once held over the situation to slip through her fingers.
Peter held the camera as steadily as he could, meanwhile, panning over the two and finding faces he’d never even seen on them before. He briefly wondered if he should be feeling jealous, but the simple fact was he wasn’t - the two women in his life he loved more than anything were together, in bed, making each other feel amazing. What more could anyone want?
“More…!” begged Mary Jane, barely able to string too much more of a sentence than that at the rate her ‘kitty’ was going, “It feels so good, kitty…! Don’t stop…!” she panted, digging her nails into the sheets of a bed she had only ever loved her husband in before and feeling alive. The married life had treated her very well in the years since she tied the knot with Peter, but the awakening she was undergoing was something else.
At the center of it all lay one Black Cat, passionately stimulating the pussy of the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on. Sinking her elegant nails into the redhead’s thighs, Felicia had but one goal at that moment. Much as she had yearned for Peter, he might as well have been invisible in the room as the cat’s focus had narrowed to bringing her lady lover to an orgasm she would not soon forget.
“Nnnnnghh…! If… if you keep going like that, I’ll… I’ll… Kittyyy…!!!” Mary Jane cried out, her plump thighs rubbing on and squeezing Black Cat’s head between them as she was sent screaming into her climax, falling back on the bed with the last of her strength draining away.
At that, Felicia pulled away. Looking over the married woman panting below her, a sense of pride blossomed in her chest. She felt excited, she felt sexy, but more than anything… she felt like she was only just getting started.
When she looked over at her Spider, all the aching desire she had felt for him came rushing back into her with a vengeance. She might’ve wanted him more in that moment than she’d ever wanted him, wanted anything, before.
So it was quite a gratifying sight, when she laid eyes on him once more, to see the camera had stopped rolling. The little show she put on with Mary Jane was over, delicious as it was, and now it was time for the cat to finally get her treat.
Slowly, savoring every second of it, her gaze went up his naked chest to his gorgeous jaw. She stood up and came to him, planting a kiss on that irresistible jawline - and then another on his cheek, which she cupped in her hand. Her heart nearly skipped a beat, when he took that hand of hers in his, and their eyes met once more. She could only see her eyes reflected in his for a beat, both of them filled with a burning lust, before she blinked and he was on top of her in bed.
He swung an arm around her waist, she wrapped her smooth legs eagerly around him, and in one swift motion he finally slid his thick cock into her dripping-wet cunt.
“Ohh Spider… Peter… I need you…” Felicia moaned, clamping her cunt down eagerly on her lover’s cock, doing the dance they had done so many times before in times long past…
Peter remembered those days all too well, clearer than ever in that moment, but so much time had passed since. They could’ve grown into two different people with nothing to offer one another, and yet there they were… connecting.
“Felicia…” Peter sighed, looking in her eyes and preparing to apologize again for taking so long to get to where they were… only to say instead, “I love you…!” He grabbed her hips and massaged them as he began to thrust, passion and desire filling his heart and drowning out every mopey thing he was about to tell her, “I need you too!
“I need your lips,” he said, before kissing them, “I need you to hold me like you used to,” he told her, prompting her to squeeze her legs around his waist and wrap her arms around his neck, “and I need to make you feel it, all of it… every amazing feeling you give me, I need to give you!”
“Peter…!” Felicia responded, feeling very touched by his words but a little preoccupied with being on the brink of climax, “Ohh Peter, I’m afraid I’m not gonna last much longer… If you keep this up, you’re gonna make me cum…!”
“That’s okay,” Peter assured her, his breathing excited and uneven, “there’s no way I could last much longer after the show you two put on…!”
With that said, words stopped being necessary - only the sound of their panting breaths and frantically-beating hearts were needed to fill the air, as Peter thrusted faster and Felicia squeezed down tighter.
Pulling her into one last fiery kiss, Peter busted his load inside Felicia’s raw cunt. She came after, the feeling of his love flowing into her pushing her over the edge. The anticipation had been building all evening, for days even, but the Cat couldn’t think of a happier ending than the one her Spider had just given her.
After so long, with all the time they’d spent apart, the Black Cat had wondered if she’d ever get her happy ending. Mary Jane had hers on their wedding day, after all, but what of one Felicia Hardy? When it came, however, it came. Like not a day had passed since those wild and free days where they made love all the time, Peter and Felicia were one once again.
Time, that had flown by so quickly before, seemed to slow to a blissful crawl on that bed. No tomorrow to worry about, just Felicia and her Spider… and her Spider’s beautiful wife, who had invited herself to cuddle him up on one side while she cuddled him from the other.
Peter looked at Felicia the same way he always had, with eyes that couldn’t help but give away all his love for her at the slightest glance, but with the added satisfaction of knowing he could show her that love beyond looks. Once more, like he’d done a thousand times before, he leaned in close and planted a kiss on her lips. Returned, of course, with pleasure.
Afterward, he turned to Mary Jane - giving him a look he hadn’t seen before. He knew her well enough not to expect her to get jealous, but her gaze seemed to glow with an adoration deeper than he’d ever known from her. With those lips smiling so beautifully, he couldn’t help but lean in to kiss her too. She happily reciprocated, using the time she recuperated to put her hand behind his head and pull him deeper into the kiss.
Their lips parted, after lingering for a good while, and Peter laid back feeling like the luckiest guy in New York. Then, suddenly, Mary Jane and Felicia started to kiss!
It was a beautiful sight - though Peter recalled they had sort of been performing for him, there seemed to be more to it than that as the two women locked lips. Beyond performance, beyond their connection to him, something new had been found between the two of them. That, even more than how objectively hot it was, made for an unforgettable picture he’d be keeping cozy in his memory.
“I have to thank you, MJ,” Felicia smiled, wiping away the trail of saliva that connected their lips once they separated, “you really did show me a beautiful time, and… well, I wasn’t sure at first, but you really loosened our old man up.”
“Old man?!” Peter laughed, “I wasn’t that bad, was I?” he asked, as if he needed to, earning a playful slap on the cheek from his favorite cat, “But thanks, Mary Jane, really.”
“The pleasure was all mine…” Mary Jane sighed, with a smile as dazzling as a diamond, shutting her eyes and relaxing in the moment all three of them had now found themselves in. She could feel both of them looking at her, even with her eyes closed, and it was a sort of attention she really wanted to get used to.
“How’re you holding up, anyway, MJ? You were getting a little loud there, at the end,” inquired Peter.
“Who, me~?” Mary Jane sang, fluttering her beautiful eyes open again, “Call me Sue Storm, ‘cause I’m feeling fantastic~!” The remark gave Felicia a good chuckle, while Peter’s face proceeded to turn as red as Spider-Man’s mask.
“I’d, uh… rather not, but that’s great!” Peter laughed, awkwardly.
“Oh, right,” Mary Jane rolled her eyes, glancing back knowingly at Felicia before returning her gaze to her adorable husband, smirking, “I forgot you had that silly hang-up.”
“Well I wouldn’t call not wanting to fantasize about one of my best friend’s wives a ‘hang-up,’ silly or otherwise, it feels pretty normal to me!” replied Peter, which only made Mary Jane shake her head more, Felicia joining in for good measure, “Both of you…” he sighed, smiling.
The sun had long since set, leaving only the dim lights of their bedroom lamps to illuminate the scene. Though the life they had lived was far more amazing than many other married couples, having a third in bed was a new one even for them.
“We’ve gotta do this again, sometime… god, I feel like something awakened in me tonight,” MJ sighed dreamily, tracing circles in Peter’s chest as she looked up at the ceiling - images flashing through her mind of the very many fun things they would be getting up to in the coming days.
“Much as I hate to spoil the fun,” Felicia started, reluctantly, “I am going to be away from New York for a while. A lady’s gotta keep busy and all, you know,” adding, “I’d love if we made a habit of this, actually, but plans have been made so it’ll unfortunately have to wait until later. Sorry…”
“It’s okay,” Peter told his feline lover, “we’ll still have room for you in our bed when you get back, right, MJ?”
“No worries, Cat,” Mary Jane concurred, as a different image came into focus in her head, “I’m sure I’ll think of something in the meantime…” Yes, even in the absence of their beloved Black Cat, a plan of her own was already forming in the mind of Mary Jane Watson-Parker. And what a doozy it would be…
To Be Continued
Author’s Notes: A fittingly-memorable send-off for Spidey’s favorite feline, I think! She won’t be showing up for the last two chapters, though she’s definitely a regular part of Peter and Mary Jane’s lives after this, so I wanted to make these past two chapters count - and this last one really feels like hers. A different angle, indeed!
As for what Mary Jane has in store for next chapter, you’ll have to wait and see! Though I will say, since I saw a couple comments on this in response to Reed’s cameo in the previous chapter, Sue Storm won’t be part of it one way or the other. What we got here is all you’re getting!
Hopefully next chapter won’t take so long. Until then, so long and thanks for reading!
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