In The Shadows | Miguel O'Hara x Villain Reader

Chapter 1 - Cat & Mouse

**Chapter Warnings**

YN is a villain and has powers, I made up the powers randomly so I'm sorry if a villain/hero already has these kinds of powers in the DC/MCU/Spider-Verse

NSFW

Public sex with people around

ROUGH SEX!

Dubcon

Violent Fighting Sex...but YN is into it and eggs on Miguel

Blood

Breath Play/Fully Choked Out

Pain Kink

Aggressive BJ/Face Fucking

"Monster" Cock size kink...listen, the dudes got a third leg the way y'all been drawing him in the fan art...okay! I was inspired or whatever. 😎

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT AN ADULT, MATURE CONTENT 18+

Vibe: Givin Up (Not the one) Don Toliver, 21 Savage & 2 Chainz

Enjoy!

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YN POV

"I've come to enjoy our little game of cat and mouse, O'Hara," you said cooly, letting your voice carry on the breeze of the night air, while landing on the opposite end of the rooftop of your stalking spider.

His large silhouette in the dark dropped from the rooftop above and then began to prowl forward. His red eyes tracked your every move.

You smirked and swiftly crouched backward, hanging off the side of the roof and then swinging down to the ledge below.

You flattened yourself against the wall and stilled, freezing your lungs and slowing your heart rate, calling on your powers to conceal you in shadows as you waited for his next move.

You held a beat, then a beat longer, and nothing came, not even your ever-stalking spider. You snickered to yourself, proud that you somehow managed to evade him so quickly. Again.

Just as you began to allow your shadows to slip away, you felt him before you saw him. In a blink of an eye, Miguel had swung off the roof and landed on the ledge, his face only inches from yours as he loomed over you with those red eyes, flashing his razor-sharp fangs.

While one of his large hands circled your throat, pinning you against the brick wall.

You moaned–moaned–causing Miguel's brows to furrow in confusion and a deep growl to erupt out of his mouth as he shoved you harder against the wall with his hand. His claws piercing your flesh. Trying to get any kind of satisfying reaction out of you besides arousal.

Maybe he was looking for fear or compliance, you thought. But then you decided he would not be getting that from you tonight, not ever.

"Mmm, tighter," you gasped seductively against his hold, smiling up at him. Trying to and succeeding in getting a rise out of him.

His lips snarled in disgust briefly before he tightened his grip and then released it, circling both his hands around your arms, still pinning you to the wall.

"Boo, you're no fun. I like it when a man takes my breath away," you whined, while suggestively rolling your body forward, easily brushing his front. It was brief but you felt his cock press against your belly.

Was he hard? Or was there just so much of him in that tight-fitting suit of his that you could feel it bulging? 

The thought of him made your mouth water.