Spider-Man and The Esper

61. Night Talk, Bet

The two of them sat in silence for a moment at their new place in City-J, Fubuki refusing to take her eyes off of Spider-man as she took another drink. Spider-man watched back, staggered that Fubuki could somehow come off as flirtatious and confident even with a mouthful of wine. She swallowed and set the partially-empty glass down at her side. Rover was sleeping on his bed peacefully.

"I like what you did here Spider-man," said Fubuki. "Very romantic of you."

Spider-man's heart began to pound, ratcheting up against his ribs.

"Oh," he said. "Yeah, I guess it is, isn't it?"

"Very."

Spider-man swallowed down a drink of his own wine, the liquid burning at his throat.

"Fubuki…" he said. "I'm not really as good at the whole flirting thing as you are, not really…as confident as you with this sort of thing…"

"Spider-man," said Fubuki, putting a hand to her chest. "I think I've told you before, that you really don't have to be. Think of it as a dance, and I'll lead. I like to lead."

"Al-alright."

Fubuki smiled, her lips but a thin line across her face.

"Mmm," said Fubuki. She reached over across from the fireplace and pulled Spider-man closer, Spider-man going close to limp in her arms. He sidled over into her grasp, Fubuki holding him right up against her body. Spider-man laid his head in the crux of her neck, relaxing all his muscles against Fubuki and exhaling deeply. Then he felt something wet against the top of his head and he twitched. He was in utter shock.

"Did you…" he asked, his eyes widening. All he saw was the living room.

Another kiss planted on the top of his head. Spider-man melted into Fubuki's embrace.

"Ah…" he said, his heart oozing down into his stomach. He slid his hands down Fubuki's back, enamored.

"You like it?" she asked. "Because I do."

"I do…"

"Spider-man, you want to head to bed soon?"

"Bed?"

"You know, come sleep with me. I'm a little tired…"

"Uhhhhh…"

Fubuki chuckled.

"You know that I don't mean it like that sweetheart." she said. "Just snuggling up and sleeping how we normally do. I know you're not quite ready to go that far, neither am I, we can take it slow…"

"Oh," said Spider-man. "Alright…that's fine…"

"You ready?" asked Fubuki.

"Yeah," said Spider-man, shuddering. "We can go."

The fire dimmed down. They collected the wine glasses and mugs to be set back in the kitchen, and Spider-man tossed his blanket back over the couch. He followed Fubuki to the bedroom and she stepped to the side as he entered.

The room itself was fairly small, not wide enough to fit the couch Spider-man had just been sitting on. The bed took up most of the space, white and adorned with fluffy pillows. Nonetheless, there seemed to be hardly enough room for two.

"It's a little small," said Fubuki. "But it's no big deal. Makes it cozy right?"

"I…I guess so," said Spider-man. "Um…"

"I'm going to change to something more comfortable," said Fubuki. "You get yourself into that bed mister."

"Alright," said Spider-man.