Felicia Hardy/Black Cat

An alarm from across the town suddenly caught Peter's attention he flipped through police radio channels on his phone and found a report about stolen jewelry. The cops were describing a woman with white hair, a tight black leather suit, and a black mask.

Peter rolled his eyes. "Really, Felicia? You couldn't last a week without stealing?"

Throwing down his phone, Peter quickly grabbed his costume from the closet, stripped down to his underwear, and put on his Spider-Man outfit. Without wasting a second, he leapt off his balcony and swung out to the city.

Spider-Man avoided following the police cars. He knew Felicia hardy better than them. She had lain a decoy of some kind to throw the cops off her trail. Spider-Man relied on his spider sense to track her down.

As usual, Black Cat was found on a rooftop eyeing her stolen goods. She picked several diamonds and jewels out of a bag, eyeing them in her claws. Spider-Man was close enough to hear her let out a soft purr.

"I don't know what's more fun," Cat said. "Making off with a successful heist, or finally getting you to come see me."

"That's what this is about?" Spider-man asked, making himself known. "You could just give me a call."

"Where's the fun in that?"

Cat placed the jewels to the side, turning around to face Peter. She sauntered towards him, swaying her hips as she walked, before putting her arms around his head. "Besides, isn't your phone ringing all day long with booty calls from every superheroine in New York?"

Peter suddenly felt his costume grow tight. Felicia had always been able to throw his focus off, especially in her skintight catsuit. Only a thin zipper down her front kept her body from being on full display. "I-I have no idea what you're talking about!"

"Oh, come on! You think I'm stupid?" Cat teased. "I've seen you getting involved in those big Avenger fights. You're telling me you've never hooked up with Iron Woman or Lady America?"

Spider-Man knew what she was talking about, but he didn't want to give her the satisfaction of being right. "That...that was just a professional fight! I was helping other heroes!"

"Right, right," Cat continued to tease. "That's why the three of you left that Hydra building totally naked. I think Lady America was using that shield more to cover herself up."

Peter found his arms reaching around Cat, drawing her close to him. "Felicia...I..."

"I know, Spidey," Cat said. "And, hey. If that Mary Jane doesn't mind you banging those sexy chicks, why wouldn't she feel the same about me? A girl shouldn't be greedy."