LoveBite [2]

47

2 years

TW : Attempted Assult

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The first time SpiderMan and LoveBite explored heists, they found a very good way to put away the bad guys, particulary bad men. They've caught quite a few women doing stuff like that, though those tended to be somewhere other than in a dark alley.

But tonight, they're going back to the alleys. Satine is in the closet pulling on her outfit while Peter waits patiently on the bed. Until she steps out with her hands on her hips and a beautiful grin, slowly causing him to sit up with an agape smile.

"What in the..?" He whispers as she crosses her ankles.

"Yes, no?" She slowly spins for him as he looks her up and down. "Can I wear this or is this just for you?"

"Only if I get to take it off." He nods surely and she chuckles brightly.

"Deal."

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Standing alone in the alley, Satine leans silently against a cement wall and stares down at her phone, though the only thing she listens to is the communication device in her ear, where Peter reads funny stories from his own screen on the roof above her.

Just as she's giggling from his words, she hears a grunt from not too far away and the sound of a man stumbling her way. She softly shushes Peter as she slips her phone into her small handbag and the man smirks drunkingly at her.

"Aren't you a sexy little thing." He itches his belly and she has to hold back her disgust. "God, that body." He shakes his head as he nears closer to her.

"Hello to you too." She smiles a bit.

"Where're you coming from?" He slowly lurks towards her, assessing every inch of her body and their surroundings.

"A party." She shrugs with a girlish tone in her voice and he slowly grins like a Chesire cat down at her.

"A party?" He nods.

"Yeah."

"Uh-huh, a party. That's nice."

Without another moment for him to waste, he grabs her by the waist and swings her around to slam her against the wall, holding her wrists taught behind her. She outs a fake call for help and he covers her mouth as he hikes the bottom of her dress up.

All he had was a small moment to have her all to himself before he was pulled off of her and slammed into the wall behind him. He falls to the ground with a painfully hard splat and a loud groan as his elbow smacks against the cement.

He rolls to his front to use all that he can to push himself to his feet, hoping to make a run for it, but SpiderMan has him pinned to the wall by webbing within his next move. Satine has already backed far enough away from the pair to sit by and wait.

As the man succumbs to the pain and the earlier intake of alcohol, SpiderMan speaks to Karen about the police and she decides to inform him of this creeps past. Not only is he a registered sex offender, but he has also been convicted on charges of assult and attempted kidnapping. He's been a priority for a long time and to the misery of Satine and many other women, they finally got him.

As she backs herself into the wall, she takes a deep inhale through her mouth, shaking as she does so. She grips the clutch in her hand and holds herself steady against the cement, tempted to lean against a dumpster, but she's too picky for that, even in the surprising state she is in.

Once the sirens can he heard from not too far away, SpiderMan comes to Satine and lifts her onto his hips and scales them up to the roof. He places her gently on her feet, where he expects her to release her hold on him, but it only grows stronger the longer the stays where she is.

"Satine?" His brows furrow as his mask folds away. "Are you okay?"

"I couldn't handle that." She gasps her breath as she cries and his heart drops as his hands search her, as if he'd let her go or she's back away. "I knew I could take him down, I know it, but I couldn't move."

"Baby, please." He sighs softly, slight panic in his voice. "I don't understand."

"He scared me." She breathes and he squeezes his eyes shut with a sigh. "He scared me so much because I've been through this and worse so many times, but it's been years and I forgot what that fear feels like. I pushed it away, but I felt it again and..." She backs up to breathe better and he moves to hold her arms. "It reminded me so much of what happened to me in the Red Room and I knew this would happen and doing these stakeouts come with a price and I want to do it again because it works so well to catch the bad guys --"

"No." He shakes his head with a slightly firm voice. "No, absolutely not. If this is bringing you back to your days in the Red Room, then I don't want you doing this ever again." He cups her cheeks and she slouches. "You'd be doing it for nothing."

"But there is a reason." She breathes desperately. "We're helping so many other girls that will never have to go through that because of what we're doing here. So what if I got a little scared and nostalgic?" She shrugs, though a tear slips from her eyes. "They need help. The help that I never got." She cries softly and he hangs his head a bit. "I need to help them, Peter."

"Okay." He nods softly as he looks into her eyes. "Alright. And, you will. You will. But not any time soon." He shakes his head and she tilts hers with wrinkled brows. "You need to take some time off from this. If you keep doing this and more come after you like that, it's going to hurt you so much more than you think and I won't let that happen. Not ever."