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Drabble—
It has to be a mistake. A villain like you can't fall in love with a hero like him. It just isn't how it's meant to be. Villains stay with villains, heroes stay with heroes, just like how it's supposed to be.
It has always been like this—
At least not until your heart beats for him and only him. Spiderman has captivate your heart. You'd cause any trouble you can think of, hoping that he would show up.
You've never seen his face and you don't need to. Just by listening to his teenage voice or by seeing the way he interacts with people is enough said. It's not hard to see that he's a kind hearted person who will do anything to save the innocent people. He is born for it.
It's one of the reason why you can't be together.
It's getting harder and harder to stop yourself from smiling every time you hear him coming. Your cheeks always blush pink like sunsets after evening rains. You can't contain your happiness inside you anymore.
"We meet again." He speaks with his arms crossed over his chest, it's his signature pose, he does it every time you acknowledge him.
"Feel free to admire me." You wink.
"Been doing that since day one." He whispers to himself though, he wishes that you would be able to hear him.
"I've been a bad girl." You lean your back against the wall, patiently waiting for him to approach you.
Patient is the key here.
Still waiting.
And waiting.
And waiting..
...Any time now.
Your finger taps against the dark black leather on your arm as you smirk at him mischievously. Of course Spiderman smirks back but you can't see that. Not under the mask.
The tappings on your arm stop when he approaches you, resting his forearm next to your head, you almost lean closer to it but you keep your guard up.
"What are you going to do?" You whisper seductively, inching your face closer to his, lips parting in a longing matter.
"Something wrong." He growls slightly, he almost can't hold himself back. His already breathless just by looking at you leaning against the hard wall. All the thoughts running through his mind are sinful but it feels right.
"I'm used to doing that." Your hands reach up to the base of his neck, tracing over the suit for a bit just to see if he would stop you.
Your eyes trail away from his neck and to his lenses. You wish that you can see the emotions in his eyes, you want to see the lust fogging up in them or just to inspect the colour and the deep trenches under his lashes. You want to memorise his details as much as possible because after all, the cause of his death might be you.
"I have homework to do but I'd much rather do this, especially with you." He whispers.
The end is his mask is now creased against his strong nose bridge. God, his lips were thin yet satisfying to look at. They're light pink and.. perfect. With only just a fraction of his face, you knew that he's the most handsome person you will ever meet it get to even touch.
Your hands trail up to his jaw. It's easier to see his defined jaw now, you'd love for it to cut you deep, wanting his mark for you to be a scar that'd stay with you forever.
"Choosing me over your homework, Spidey?" You cooed, leaning your chin up to place a kiss on his soft lips ending it with a small smooching sound that pulls him in ever more.
Removing his arm from the wall, he places one of his hand on your waist and one on your neck.
"Mhmm.." he answers, moaning slightly when you bite his bottom lip.
"This is wrong, you know that?" You speak in between the kisses that you share.
"I'm not regretting my actions." He moans as your lips move along with his, eyes closed pair with your arms around each other bodies.
You two are breathless as the minutes pass by quickly, by now you have your legs wrap around his waist as he pushes you against the wall.
He knows that what he is doing is wrong but he can't help himself. Not when you look this good in a black leather outfit that hugs your curve perfectly. He wishes that he could see your face but that would ruin everything that is going on right now.
He can't even keep his hands off your body so why would he be able to keep his mind off you if you ever run away if he ever tries to lift your mask up.
God, he knows that Tony will be mad if he ever finds out about this but his emotions are too strong for him to control , every single movement are perfect with not a single ounce of regret.
While taking a small break, you guys rest your forehead against each other's, you can't see his eyes but he can see yours.
Pressing you harder against the wall, he uses his finger to trace along the lines of your lips, placing another kiss on them.
"We should stop." You say breathlessly. You both know that you guys have been waiting for this since the first time you met.
"No." He presses his lips on yours again, slowly moving down to your neck.
How are you going to explain the hickies on your neck after your dad had asked you to go and kill Spiderman?
