#cat | thread

He always needed a little push and she was more than happy to be that push.  She had been doing it all week until he finally caved.  “Tim, come on.” she laughed.  “You promised.”  Maybe he hadn’t specifically agreed to this color or to letting her sitting on his lap as she painted his nails, but it was implied by his silence.  That was enough for her and Felicia was in love with the red color she had picked for him.  “No one is going to care.”

[ text ]: who said i was trying to fool you? @iiingenious

From the moment they met as Black Cat and Spiderman, she had enjoyed teasing him and making him stammer.  There was something adorable and yet sexy about it at the same time.  So whenever the two of them ran into each other again, she used the opportunity to flirt with him before disappearing into the night.  He never got used to the idea that she might find him stupidly attractive.  The only thing she never understood was why he only used his abilities to be Spiderman and nothing more or less.  She always wanted more.  The acclaim her reputation had was never enough and they tried not to talk about it when they were together.  Just like the early days, Felicia used their outdoor escape to strip down to her bra and panties and jump into the water.  Just because it was lace didn’t mean it showed any more than a swim suit would.  “Come on, Peter.” she smirked back at him.

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It was always fun when she had a chance to put on the business skirt and heels for a job.  She knew it made her look good from any angle and distracted eyes meant that nobody would noticed where she was looking.  All she had to do was keep this job long enough to get what she was here for.  “My name is Felicia Hardy, Mr. Drake.” she introduced herself, holding out her hand for him to shake. “I’m your new assistant.”

There were too many eyes on the street for her taste and despite wearing jeans that look painted on and boots with a little heel on them, Felicia had gone for a rooftop approach.  It was hard to say if she would have been any less obvious as Black Cat or herself as she leaped off the roof and across the alley before making a neat landing on his windowsill   He probably called it a balcony, thinking it was a lot of space for New York and found it adorably endearing.  “Spidey.” she whispered softly to the glass, frosting it over for a second with her breath.  It was a little cold out here, but that wasn’t why she didn’t give him a second to answer before she was already knocking on it again with her knuckle and a little louder this time.  “Let me in.”  One would think that after having dated this long, he would have given her a key by now.  Not that she would use it anyways as she was not much of one for going in the front door.  He should have at least left the window unlocked though.

Spidey was a sweet one.  He had always managed to balance that while chasing her after a job and she would be lying if she said she didn’t hope he would show.  “And yet here we are.” she reminded him, opening her arms to gesture at the expanse of the rooftop they were standing on.  Felicia was perched dangerously on the railing as she looked at him with a smirk.  They both knew that even if she fell off, she would never make it to the ground before saving herself.  “Are you really going to make me give the necklace back?”