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Rooftop Tumble (Spider-Man)
🕑 Added 2021-12-11 17:12:20 +0000 UTCPoll Winner
Themes: Semi-Public Sex, Rough Sex, Fucked Silly
Summary: Inspired by the new trailer. After proving to Gwen that Spider-Man very much WASN'T grounded, the two of them patrol for a little while before going somewhere more private to 'catch up properly'. Of course, given the things they end up doing, maybe a rooftop isn't as private as they should have gone for.
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“I missed you too.”
It was those four words that kept cycling through Miles Morales’ head as he and Gwen went on patrol together. Miles might have been grounded, but like Gwen said… Spider-Man wasn’t. Of course, his parents weren’t at all likely to see it that way, but Miles… Miles couldn’t bring himself to care. Gwen was back. Gwen Stacey, the girl who had been featuring in a large number of his dreams ever since she’d swept into his life, only to swing right back out of it just as fast.
Miles hadn’t thought he was ever going to see her again, if he was being honest. They weren’t just from different cities or anything that simple. No, in fact, they were from the same city… in two different universes. The Spider-Verse, they’d taken to calling it. A million different versions of Spider-Man. Plenty of them were Peter Parker, but some weren’t. Most weren’t in fact. And some of them weren’t even men.
“Enjoying the view, Spider-Man?”
Gwen’s voice comes through her mask amused as Miles jolts, realizing that he’d been staring at her ass while deep in thought. Crouched on a building’s edge, the two of them were SUPPOSED to be on the look out for trouble. But after stopping a few purse snatchers and webbing up some bank robbers, the night had actually been fairly quiet otherwise.
When they’d left his house, the sun had still been in the process of setting. Now, an hour later, it was dark, and the artificial lighting of New York was picking up the slack, illuminating the streets below. But up here, on this rooftop? It was quiet and mostly dim light. Perfect for two web crawlers to skulk in.
“A-Aha… I was uh, I just got lost in thought for a moment.”
But he had to admit, he had been enjoying the view. In her signature crouch, with her legs bent at the knee and spread apart, Gwen’s ass looked fantastic. Still, he shouldn’t have been looking. Regardless of the generally positive way she’d reacted to finding out he’d been drawing her in her absence, Miles couldn’t be sure that she liked him in the same way he liked her… right?
He opens his mouth to apologize, but what comes out instead is a question that’s been burning on his lips for an hour now.
“What… what brought you back to my neck of the woods, Gw- I mean, Spider-Woman.”
Cocking her head to the side at his near-slip up, Gwen considers the question for a moment… and then rises from her crouch, prompting Miles to do the same.
“Nuh-uh. You don’t get to change the subject, Spider-Man~”
Suddenly feeling rather cornered, Miles blinks as he finds himself backed up into the wall of the rooftop access, as Gwen plants a hand on his chest… and then slides it down his front.
“You were staring at my ass. Weren’t you?”
How exactly was this somehow more important than why she’d literally broken the rules of reality to visit him? Swallowing thickly, Miles can only answer truthfully.
“Y-Yeah. I was.”
Leaning in close, Gwen is practically panting through her mask.
“Bet you want a piece of it, don’t you?”
This was so sudden… and yet… and yet…
“I missed you too.”
Her words from back in his room play through his head again and Miles’ cock jumps in the crotch of his costume, even as he straightens his shoulder, something like resolve and determination filling him.
“Yeah… yeah, I do.”
“Then take it.”
Filled with disbelief, Miles nevertheless reaches for Gwen’s hips… only for her to pull away from him at the last second, escaping his encroaching grasp and twirling away as she lets out a little laugh.
“Never said I’d just give it up, Spider-Man. You have to TAKE it.”
Realizing what she really wants… fuck, Miles can’t help himself. He lunges forward and Gwen dodges, and just like that, the two of them are sparring with Gwen Stacey’s ass, or more accurately, her entire body, on the line.
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“Oof!”
It took some doing, and the use of his own special spider ability to turn invisible, but finally, Miles pins Gwen against the ground of the rooftop, pushing her face down and holding her arms behind her back until she finally stops struggling.
“… Got you.”
Looking back over her shoulder at him, Gwen eye-smiles.
“Heh, yep. Now what are you going to do with me, Spider-Man?”
The wanton lust in her voice, combined with his throbbing erection, make that fucking easy enough to decide. Flipping Gwen over onto her front, Miles traps her arms on either side of her body with his legs, kneeling there as he reaches down and frees his cock from its confines. His thick, throbbing slab of man meat flops out onto Gwen’s masked face, making the superheroine’s eyes go comically wide.
Its Miles’ turn to be a little cheeky now, as he smirks down at her and throws Gwen’s own words back in her face.
“Like what you see?”
Drawing his dark cock down her masked face to the bottom, he reaches out and carefully eases up just the bottom couple of inches of her mask, so her pale jaw and pretty, pouty lips are visible. As his cockhead touches those lips, Gwen opens her mouth slowly, carefully taking his tip into her maw, her tongue swirling along his glans.
After a beat, she pulls back enough to speak.
“B-Bigger than I was expecting…”
A swell of pride rushes through Miles at that, though also a beat of worry. He wasn’t about to force anything on Gwen, no matter the way they’d gotten here.
“We don’t have to do anything if-oh!”
Just as he’s relaxing his hold on her, prepared to let her back out even after putting him in such a state, Gwen responds by slipping her arms out from her sides and grabbing his cock. Leaning up, the mostly masked girl takes his thick black dick into her mouth, sucking down the first couple inches, even as her gloved hands stroke the rest of his shaft.
“Fuck!”
Miles groans as Gwen absolutely attacks his cockhead with her tongue, acting almost ravenous. It’s immediately clear to him that she has no intention of letting this end here. She wants it… she wants HIM. It’s a heady feeling, but once that Miles embraces wholeheartedly as he leans forward. Grabbing Gwen by her wrists, he pushes her hands up above her head and thrusts into her mouth a bit rougher, beginning to pound her throat.
“Hulghk… Hulghk… Hulghk…”
He just can’t hold back. She’s so fucking sexy, especially squirming beneath him in her costume after he managed to beat her in a spar. He’d been training extra hard since the whole Spider-Verse incident, and he knew he’d improved a lot, but had he really gotten so good that he could take Gwen on like that? Well, the proof was in the pudding, he supposed. But also… maybe Gwen had taken a dive on purpose?
Either way, she takes his cock down her throat with a certain aplomb. Gagging and gurgling, but not fighting back as she stares up at him through the eyes of her mask, her tongue writhing along the underside of his cock. She’s so fucking hot, and Miles was already turned on to begin with… as well as having the naturally powerful libido of a young man. Groaning, he tosses his head back and calls out a warning.
“Getting close…!”
Rather than try to pull away or anything like that, Gwen’s technique only increases. She sucks even harder at his pistoning dick, until finally Miles lets out a loud groan and explodes into her mouth, his cock throbbing and pulsing as his balls are emptied. Gwen doesn’t manage to get it all in her mouth… some of it ends up spilling out of the sides, making a mess of her half-uncovered face.
But she swallows as much as she can in a move that’s too fucking hot for words in all honesty. And as he pulls back and watches her licking her face clean as she lays there before him, so… fucking sexy, Miles can’t hold back. With a lustful growl, the young man grabs Gwen by her arms again, yanking her to her feet.
Letting out a yelp, she still doesn’t fight him, as he pushes her up against the very same wall, she walked him back into a few minutes before. As his cock rubs against the backseat of her costume, pressing into a crack its forming along her ass, Gwen sounds amazed.
“Y-You’re still ready to go?!”
“Yeah… yeah, I am…”
Miles doesn’t apologize for it either, knowing he has nothing to apologize for. Gwen wanted this as badly as he did. She proves it by showing him how to open the back of her costume a moment later, a hole that was usually likely used to go to the bathroom on long patrols, allows him direct access to her sopping wet pussy without them having to strip her all the way down.
Miles’ dark, throbbing member pushes against Gwen’s puffy pussy lips and a moment later he’s penetrating her, inserting himself into her cunt as the gorgeous heroine lets out a loud, wanton moan. Well aware that they’re honestly a bit exposed at this point and not necessarily in private, Miles hastily reaches around and covers Gwen’s mouth with his hand.
Though, this quickly turns into him hooking his fingers into the side of Gwen’s mouth as he fucks her. It still does the part of muffling the noises she’s making, though not nearly quite as well. Still, he can’t help but enjoy the way she gurgles and groans for him, even as Miles pistons his cock in and out of her from behind.
She’s his first, and yet… it just feels natural. There’s none of the fumbling that Miles had expected his first time to have. There’s none of the embarrassment or awkwardness. Maybe he’s a fucking natural, because it just feels right to plow Gwen with his big hard cock. Certainly, from the way her pussy walls are clenching down around his dick, she certainly seems to agree with him.
Ramming into her again and again is enjoyable for a while, but after a bit, Miles decides he wants something a bit… more.
Leaning in close, his cock sinking deep into Gwen’s hungering twat, he whispers into her ear.
“Do you trust me?”
It doesn’t take Gwen even a moment to respond once he’s pulled the fingers out of her mouth.
“Y-Yes. Always.”
Pulling his cock out of her and spinning her around, Miles lifts Gwen into the air, re-impaling her on his dick as she instinctively wraps her arms and legs around him in response.
“Hold on tight.”
A moment later, and they’re flying through the air, Miles doing the driving as Gwen can only do as she’s told and hold on tight. They don’t go far, to be fair. Even with his enhanced physicality, Miles can tell he’s not going to be able to focus on keeping them in the air while also getting fucked by the beautiful blonde heroine for long.
Instead, he takes Gwen to a darkened office building, practically a skyscraper. Landing against its surface, he anchors them with some additional webbing, and once he’s sure they aren’t going anywhere, Miles grabs Gwen by her hips, holding her to him as he begins to thrust into her.
They’re hundreds of feet above the night-time traffic of New York, the cars and people passing by beneath them with literally no one the wiser. From the way Gwen’s cunt has been even tighter than before around his cock since they started moving, she’s enjoying this just as much as him. They’re both adrenaline junkies after all, and at the end of the day, Miles thinks he has a pretty good read of Spider-Woman.
Bouncing her on his dick, her pussy as slippery as ever around his cock, Miles leans forward and surprises Gwen with a kiss. He’d pulled his mask up while he was anchoring them in place, and she hadn’t noticed until now. Now she notices, as their tongues work around one another, as they makeout passionately. All the while, Miles fucks Gwen hard and fast, making her mewl and moan and squeal into his mouth.
He doesn’t know if he COULD fuck her in any other way. She’s just so tight, so hot, so… compact. Her athleticism demands a challenge, demands him to go all out. If he didn’t give it his all, he was sure she wouldn’t be enjoying herself nearly as much. As it is, as they fuck on a literal vertical surface high above the majority of New York, Miles is having the time of his life, and so is Gwen.
But alas, all things come to an end. He can feel his next release encroaching, and this time he’s sure Gwen doesn’t want him to cum inside. But before he can say anything, before he can warn her, she takes the decision right out of his hands. Almost as if sensing his impending orgasm, Gwen suddenly surges even closer, kissing him more desperately, clenching down on both his cock with her inner walls and his waist with her powerful thighs all the harder.
He cums in her, unable to pull out, and Gwen doesn’t even flinch or freeze up. She takes it like she wants it, and ultimately Miles relaxes into the resulting creampie, filling her to the brim as they continue to swap spit the entire while.
It’s a moment that only two individuals like them could possibly share. A moment of true, insane passion, shared on the literal side of a skyscraper.
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Afterwards, they disentangle themselves from one another and make their way back to Miles’ place. After one close call with his mother, they’d managed to keep his little nightly jaunt, as well as Gwen’s presence, hidden. Now they were on Miles’ bed, Gwen resting on his chest, her fingers dancing across his chiseled abs as they cuddled and basked in the afterglow of the glorious night they’d had.
Still…
“Gwen… I don’t think you came back just for that, did you? Even if that was all amazing… isn’t it supposed to be too dangerous to travel between realities too much?”
With a sigh, Gwen rolls off of him and stares up at the ceiling for a moment, prompting Miles to lean up to look down at her curiously. Finally, she gives him a wan smile.
“Yeah, you’re right. As nice as this was… it’s not why I came back.”
And then she tells him, and its pretty much what he expected. Dire, saving the world stuff that would require them to all band together to come out on top. And yet, Miles isn’t all that worried. Because he knows they have each other.
