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A Date Gone Wrong

Felicia woke up to the sound of birds chirping.

She blinked, and slowly sat up, stretching out her arms.

She yawned, and stretched her legs. It was still dark outside the barrier thingy, but it would be light soon enough.

After a moment, she looked to her side, and saw Peter's sleeping face. He was lying on his back. She smiled at him, he looked cute, in her opinion.

His eyelids fluttered, and he opened them as well. Then, he turned to look at Felicia for a few seconds before staring off into space again.

"Peter?" she asked softly, smiling.

He snapped out of his daze, and looked over at Felicia with a smile as well. "Hey there," he said warmly, sitting up and looking around.

"Oh…" He made a sound. "We slept here, didn't we?"

They were in that same cafe they'd had their first date.

"That we did," Felicia grinned.

"Anyway, we should go." He said, getting up suddenly. "I offered your mom a deal, let's go, I wanna see if she's made her decision yet."

Felicia tilted her head, "what deal?"

"Well," Peter scratched his head. "Remember I went to your house before we went on the bike?" She nodded. "Yeah, I talked with your mom, about a business deal with [Hardy Corporatons]."

"Oh…" It was Felicia's time to make a dumb noise. She hadn't thought of that.

"Yeah," Peter continued, "it turns out, she likes the idea, so now we're going to do some more research."

"Research? Like what?"

"Like…" Peter deadpanned. "That's a secret."

Felicia grumbled, hitting him on the shoulder, "but I'm your girlfriend, I deserve to know!"

"Ow…" Peter rubbed his shoulder.

Felicia stiffened, realizing she wasn't really a human.

"A-are you alright?" She asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I am," Peter raised an eyebrow. "But you tell me: girlfriend? Really? Weren't you going to think about all this?"

Felicia pouted, hitting him again, looking away as she mumbled something about men being stupid apes.

Peter gave her a reassuring smile, and looked down at his watch. The sun was rising. "We gotta get going." He said, taking her hand and helping her stand up.

The two walked off, and out of the cafe, and then onto Peter's bike.

Peter sat on it, followed by Felicia, and then, they were off the road down the mountain.

Somewhere in the middle, Peter opened a portal and sped through, all while Felicia stared at it with wide, curious eyes.

They were in New York in a single moment.

Looking around, she panicked a little. They were in the middle of a busy road! What if someone saw?!

"Peter!" She said, "We're on a busy road! What if someone s-"

"Don't worry, we're invisible right now." He told her that.

Felicia calmed down a little, and Peter continued on riding through the city. She gazed around at the cityscape, seeing the buildings, people walking below them, cars driving by, and the wind whistling along them.

Felicia hugged him from behind, melting down lightly as she enjoyed the ride.

Peter decided to take her home, since he was going to work anyway. So, they rode straight to her house, and parked his bike outside.

Felicia hopped off, and took deep breaths as she looked at her home.

Peter turned off the engine and hopped off too, he then offered her his hand, which she took.

"Thanks for bringing me home, Peter," she smiled at him.

"No problem," He said. "Besides, I want to talk to your mom; I just hope she won't be too suspicious of us. You know, we kinda stayed outside, and she, being the old woman she is, might assume… strangest of things…"

Felicia blushed immediately. "Y-yeah, maybe you're right. But we didn't do anything of the sort!"

Peter chuckled, and led her inside the house.

The house, however, was eerily empty, and quiet. Felicia's face didn't take to fall, her expression worsening by the second.

The furniture was scattered about all over the place, and the place looked as if it had a fight between a tornado, a hurricane, and a pack of wild dogs.

It was like someone or something had turned the place upside down.

"Mom?!" She called out, walking into the living room, it was a mess, just like every other place. There was no one there. "MOM!" Felicia ran upstairs, and found the bedroom door closed.

"Mom?! Mom, are you here?!" She yelled.

Peter walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders, "don't yell, I'll check."

"Okay," Felicia said quietly, turning around and following him quietly, her mind going to the strangest of corners to assume the strangest of things.

Peter opened the door slowly, and Felicia peered in, only to be disappointed since no one was inside.

"P-Peter…" She called out, her mind going to the same conclusion as before. She didn't want to believe it. "Where's mom?"

She still asked, holding on to the rope of hope tightly. But the chances were grim, and Felica herself knew what could have happened.

Peter sighed, "she's not here." He grabbed her purse. "Maybe try calling?"

Felicia nodded, opening her phone and dialing her mother's number with trembling hands.

The number came switched off. "Oh god," Felicia muttered, putting her phone away.

Felicia froze. She stopped breathing for a second. Her eyes widened, and she shook her head, it wasn't time to be a crybaby bitch.

She did, however, start mumbling.

"Nor mom too…" Felicia swallowed hard, "Oh God, why…"

Peter placed his hand on her shoulder, "Hey, hey, don't freak out. We need to calm down. Panicking won't do anything."

Felicia nodded, and took deep breaths.

Yes. She should calm down, panicking wouldn't bring her mom back.

Peter guided her to a sofa, it was upside down; he placed it right and then made her sit on it before waving his hand, summoning a bottle of water out of thin air, at least she thought so.

Then, he gave her the water. "Here, drink this. It will help."

Felicia nodded, and gulped down the entire water, feeling as though she couldn't breathe properly anymore.

But after a little while though, she calmed down.

"Now, will you tell me why you're panicking so much? I mean, I know… that the state of the house isn't something optimal, but you're panicking too much for something like that." He held her hand, caressing it with his thumb gently. "If you know something, tell me. I'll try and help. I promise."

"Mom… she's been working as a lawyer for someone she shouldn't. She's been winning them cases. I don't know what they promised her. But I know she shouldn't have gotten involved with him. He's too dangerous. I know. He wouldn't leave her alive after he's done reaping benefits. I warned her countless times, but she won't listen. She didn't even listen to me when I tried to explain. And now, and now they've taken her. I know they have."

Her face was contorting every second, and her eyebrows were coming together into an angry frown. Before long, she started purring angrily, like a kitten enraged.

Peter frowned, "I see… can you tell me who you're talking about?"

Felicia hesitated.

"Come on, tell me. I might be able to help." Peter urged.

Felicia sighed, "He's a crimelord. King Pin."

Peter's heart slammed against his chest. "Kingpin?" He whispered, confused.

"The name of the guy in charge of all crime in New York," Felicia said coldly.

Peter cursed.

"You know about him?" Felicia asked.

"Of course." Peter groaned. "This is a lot more complicated Felicia." He hummed. "We need to find your mom as soon as possible."

He frowned, rubbing his chin.

"Yeah… that could work," he slammed his fist into his hand. "Fel, bring me a laptop, and her phone's details."

Felicia was confused, but brought him those things anyway.

Peter hummed, his fingers typing on the laptop, "If I'm even somewhat right, she had her phone on her person, And it got confuscated, thrown, destroyed, or anything of the like. But if it was on for even a while, I can probably pinpoint its last location. And we can go from there. I can only hope they found it when they brought her wherever they did."

Felicia nodded, staring at Peter working.

Peter, on the other hand, was worried that they killed her. Say, they wouldn't bring her anywhere if they were done with her. They'd just take her to a secluded area, and bam, she's dead.

And Peter knew, that if he wanted to stop it, he would have to save her. It would be hard, but he could do it. He was confident in that.

In fact, he was certain of that.

That is, If they hadn't killed her already, and were taking her somewhere.

Because that's what criminals like King Pin do. They kill. They don't kidnap for ransom.

That's just stupid.

But still, he was hopeful. He didn't care about Lydia in the slightest, but he did care about Felicia somewhat. It would be sad for him if her mother died.

He had to make sure she wasn't dead.

Or at least, alive, and well.

As soon as he finished typing, he opened a portal.

He looked at Felicia, who was watching him curiously.

"Well, I got the last location her phone wasn't off on." He offered her his hand, "Let's go see."

Felicia nodded, standing up and following him into the portal.

They were greeted by nothing but a vast expanse of dried earth, with some grass. It seemed as though they were in a desert.

"Well," Peter sighed, leaning down to pick up something. "A bummer…" He said, staring at the broken phone.

Felicia's stomach fell.

"They probably took her somewhere." Peter groaned.

After contemplating for a while, Peter sighed.

Maybe it was time he hastened one of his plans already?

"Fel, I'm gonna go now. I need to prepare something. Don't worry, we'll find her. You wanna come with me?" Peter sounded uncertain at the end, as if he wasn't sure if he should take her.

"I'm going," she replied quickly.

Peter sighed, "Then… Can you please not judge me wrongly once you see everything? At least wait until we find your mom, I'll explain everything. I promise."

He walked near her, and surprising her further, he grabbed her by the waist before his hands went down to her butt and he lifted her up slightly.

He kissed her lips softly, and then let go.

Felicia blushed, and stared at him dumbfounded.

Peter looked at her, and in his eyes, she saw something akin to… fear?

"Just… just don't leave me, okay?"

She was confused by his words, but she nodded nonetheless.

"Okay," he nodded, letting go of her. "Wear these." He gave her some clothes. That appeared out of thin air, again, apparently.

The clothes weren't really clothes, but some kind of a costume that hid her identity well.

Felicia made him turn away, before wearing it.

Peter cast a 'spell'-or so he called it-that would make her invisible to everything, even him. So that was considerate of him, at least he didn't even speak.

After she was done, she turned around, only to be surprised when she saw him in a similar suit. His face wasn't visible, and he had this… bad(?) or dangerous (?) aura around him.

"What?" She blinked. "What is it?"

Peter smiled, "It's a disguise, Fel. When I take off my mask, you'll be able to recognize me easily."

"Oh… Okay."

"Anyway," he waved his hand and opened a portal. "Just follow me and stay silent. And please, don't judge me so quickly, I'm trusting you. So don't dump me because of this shit. I'll explain everything later."

Felicia nodded, and then, they walked through.

Her eyes, however, widened when she found herself in some kind of underground facility. It was dark here, and there were many kinds of… strange people around her.

These strange people stiffened and backed away, while bowing their heads when they saw Peter.

What? Where is she?

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Chapter 104

104: Too Late [01]

"Don't call me by my name." Peter's feet came to a sudden halt, and he twirled on his heel, his eyes getting a grip on her emerald ones.

'A disguise eh?' Felicia couldn't help but think. Why would he need a disguise though? She was not sure.

"Okay… what should I call you then?" Felicia asked cautiously. She was curious now, about what he was doing in this place.

These people, they almost seemed afraid of him. What did he do to deserve their fear?

"Hmmm…" Peter hummed, thinking about it for a second.

Felicia was confused; she had no idea where this was going.

'He's not even gonna tell me this now?!' She thought in frustration.

"What about… Grey? Cringe but whatever."

"Okay…" Felicia made a confused face as they moved.

Peter looked around for Callisto as she was the one he'd assigned the job to. Once he found her, Peter immediately questioned her about it.

"Did you find anything on King Pin?"

His tone of voice portrayed nothing but hurry, and Callisto was smart enough not to be dumb about this situation.

"Yes," she nodded. "Wilson Fisk, as you said before. Giving the name to me was detrimental. I found a lot-"

"Where is he?" Peter asked with a no-bullshit tone.

Callisto didn't answer right away. She looked at him for a bit, but as she didn't want to anger him, she answered.

"Well, he's outside the US. You told us about the Fisk tower and his identity, so it wasn't hard to get info on him." She began. "He's been out for a while, though he's coming back tonight for some reason."

"I see, prepare a team of heavy hitters and tanks. We need him distracted, and make sure no one on our side dies. The last thing we need now is a bunch of loose ends."

"Understood sir," she nodded. "You'll have your team within the hour."

She got out, and headed to another place, probably to get that team ready.

As soon as she left, Peter entered the meeting room, where no one was present.

After a while, Callisto came back with several men, Mikhail being one of them. They all set up their equipment and started to gather the data. It took an hour, but finally, they were done.

"Sir, here are the locations of Fisk's two bases along with some other information, including his most recent whereabouts."

Peter hummed.

Callisto shifted a bit uncomfortably, it seemed she wanted to ask something, but was afraid of him.

"What is it?" He asked nonchalantly, his eyes tracing the information.

She cleared her throat and spoke. "Pardon my rudeness, but… Who's she?" She asked, gesturing at Felicia beside him.

Peter frowned.

Well, let's just get over with it.

"My girl."

A simple answer that shut Callisto up. No one bothered asking anything about Felicia. Wise choice, In his opinion.

"The plan is simple," Peter began. "We infiltrate the Fisk when it's confirmed that Fisk is in there, locate him. And bam, we're done. I just need to get to him, the rest is simple enough."

"But we… Our appearance is too different to act as normal employees to enter?" One of them questioned.

"Oh," Peter gestured at Mikhail. "Mikhail here can help with that, right Mikhail?" Peter wasn't asking, of course, it was an order.

Everyone knew that, which meant, Mikhail, nodded silently.

"Right, now, disperse; Fisk is deduced to arrive at 1 am. We'll see what we can do."

And so, they did, everyone went off to finish their jobs. Peter and Felicia stayed behind, and the moment the door closed, Peter asked her.

"So? What do you think?"

Felicia sighed, looking down. "You own a criminal organization? You're a gangster?"

He chuckled. "No. Not exactly." He explained calmly.

She sat up from the chair she sat on and looked at him. "Then what are you?"

"I'm a businessman," Peter said dramatically. "Isn't that what all of them say?"

"Yes, but you said that was a lie, why?"

Peter shrugged.

"It's a mask. It's a way to hide who I really am. But I don't mind telling you. Even Gwen didn't know." Peter added a little special for her there, which was a lie and a truth at the same time, but who the fuck cared.

"I've been taking over the underworld for a while now. It needs to be in good hands if the world wants to be something and not die."

"And you think your hands are good enough?" Felicia asked, raising an eyebrow as she put a leg above the other.

"Well… I hope so." He smiled.

"Anyways," Peter said slowly. "What do you think of becoming my undrqueen? Gosh, that sounds wrong, but whatever. Your code name will be Undra, how does that sound?"

"Sure," Felicia nodded, playing along. She was a criminal anyway. "But you'll still be boss, right?"

"Of course."

"Why would I become your queen and let you boss me around?"

Peter stopped and stared at her

"Well…" He said in a low voice as he neared her. Then, as his mask disappeared and his hand held her in place, he kissed her.

Felicia's breath hitched, and she shivered a little.

'Oh god, I like him.' She thought in surprise.

As he pulled back, she looked into his eyes.

"You are already my queen are you not?"

Felicia blushed.

"Well… Sure…"

"I like how you've become a docile little kitten." Peter chuckled. "So different from that high and mighty always annoyed bitch."

"Oh my God, did you just call me a bitch?" Felicia asked, more curious than angry. After all, she was, in the end, kind of a bitch herself.

"Yep," Peter laughed.

Felicia stared up at him, for a very long time, and Peter didn't back down

'Fuck…'

Felicia flushed, wondering why she's getting turned on when he treated her like this. It… It was somehow really arousing to her.

Her well-controlled kleptomania acted up again, and her eyes turned cloudy.

F-fuck… Did she like getting humiliated? But he only called her a bitch, that ain't humiliation!

Her body tensed, and suddenly, her inner instincts kicked in, and Felicia's hand was already reaching up to pull him in.

"You bastard." She muttered, her lips meeting his.

He was a bastard, for he made her feel this way with that unspeakable fucking rizz of his.

She pressed her body against him, and Peter groaned.

She smirked, whispering in his ear, "Now kiss me back."

"We shouldn't."

"What? Are you afraid, muscles?" Felicia taunted. "Why afraid of kissing? You were quite bold-"

She couldn't complete that sentence as his lips were already touching hers, and she moaned as he pushed her down and wrapped his arms around her.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she tried to pull him closer.

Peter pulled back after a few seconds. He looked at her, and she looked back.

"I'm just afraid I won't be able to stop. So I'd rather not risk it. I don't want to hurt you. We can progress… When you're ready."

"Oh, well… I guess that's understandable. I'll take care of it then." She whispered, leaning in again.

This time, Peter didn't waste any time. His hands grabbed her waist, his fingers digging into the skin as he pulled her close, pushing her back further until she was sitting on the desk.

"Ahh!"

"Mm~" Peter murmured, kissing her neck. "You like it rough?"

Felicia mewled, and she felt his tongue licking her neck.

"Y-yes…"

Peter smirked, and he moved down her body, kissing her again.

He stopped, really not that easily, and looked at her, his eyes burning with lust.

"For the last time," he huffed. "Are you sure?"

Felicia breathed heavily, panting. "I'm very sure."

"Good," Peter said as he leaned in again, kissing her chin. "Because I'm gonna fuck you senseless."

He grabbed her clothes and made them disappear into [Inventory].

He shoved her down on the desk, and as soon as she hit the wood, his mouth was on her neck.

"Ggggah!" She cried out, and her ass slapped against the table.

Felicia hissed lightly when she suddenly felt the feeling of no clothes. She looked down, and found herself naked.

She blushed harder than she'd ever had, and her heart slammed against her chest.

"P-Peter… Maybe we should t-think about this-"

"Too late."

Lord_Kismet: Ooo la la~ turned steamy quite quickly. Anyway, shorter chap coz I still haven't recovered - I was sick if I forgot to tell. couldn't write much, so I did what I could.

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Chapter 105

105: Too Late [02] **

"Too Late," Peter said, And Felicia felt her heart quiver against her chest. She was afraid, really afraid. But then, remembering that he wasn't a bad person, well he was actually, but that didn't matter.

He'd been kind to her, and she wanted to progress this relationship of theirs, only if they'd been dating for a day and a half; she didn't care how good-looking he was or what his muscles were like. She still liked him just fine.

But there was something about the way he looked at her now, that told her something else. He had an expression on his face that made her think weird things.

As her cheeks gained a pink hue, she knew that it was desire, and lust that she could see in his eyes. Her own gaze fell to his lips, which seemed so close to hers, and with a flick of her head, she moved forward and kissed him.

The kiss lasted for some time, their tongues intertwined and Felicia's hands wrapped around his neck as she pulled him closer to her.

Her body was fully naked, but Felicia could care less right about now. The cold table beneath her made goosebumps crawl up her skin as Peter moved his hand down her side and grabbed onto one of her breasts. She arched her back as the pressure of his fingers increased while he squeezed and teased the nipple.

She moaned into his mouth and he pulled away from the kiss.

Peter drew back to get a proper look at her body. Her big breasts that were constrained by her clothes were finally fully out, greeting the world in their full glory as they moved up and down due to her breathing. Her stomach was flat and slim, though there was still a bit of baby fat left over.

Felicia's eyes were closed, and she slowly opened them as she watched Peter's gaze travel down her body. His eyes trailed all the way up to her face, where she smiled and winked.

There was no more hesitation in his eyes as he moved his hands up to her chest, squeezing each breast in turn before moving down again to her abdomen.

Felicia moaned softly as he touched her stomach, tracing his finger along the curves of her belly button and making circles around her navel

Peter then leaned in even closer, kissing between her legs. He licked and sucked her lower lips as she lay back on the table, her head thrown back as pleasure coursed through her body

Felicia's knees parted slightly to allow him better access, and he quickly dove in, licking her inner thighs as she writhed under his tongue.

His mouth found her clit, sucking it into his mouth, sending waves of ecstasy to crawl up her spine.

Pleasure made her body shake and her hands gripped tightly onto the edge of the table. Her nails dug into the wood, leaving marks behind.

She finally felt the teasing end as his tongue invaded inside her pussy.

A moment later, she exploded. It was a long powerful orgasm that sent shockwaves throughout her entire body, causing her to scream out as pleasure filled every inch of her being.

And when she finally stopped cumming, she realized that Peter was still working her pussy over.

Felicia suddenly realized something as well… They were in the meeting room, and she was sure that the door wasn't locked.

Anyone could walk in… and see them.

Felicia shivered.

This… This sent some sort of twisted thrill throughout her entire being.

He was going to fuck her on the table in front of everyone, the only difference being that 'everyone' could one: be watching, or two: don't even know this is happening.

Only a few moments after she came down from her high, Peter pushed himself up off of the table. Felicia let go of the table and sat up, her hair falling forward as she turned towards him.

Peter simply put his own clothes into the [Inventory], and in a moment, he was completely naked.

Felicia gasped softly as his cock leaped out into the air, her eyes fixed upon the shaft of his dick.

It was thick, and hard, standing straight up. It was also large, with a girth that made her mind wander far up into the imaginative land.

But it was the veins and the head that caused Felicia to gasp again.

It looked like a mushroom, with veins running up the length of its shaft and head, and it glistened with pre-cum.

Peter stepped towards her, his cock bouncing forward as he did so.

Along with the thrill, Felicia felt fear, again. She remembered the last time she'd almost been ràped.

Her eyebrows contorted into a fearful frown, and Peter stopped in front of her. He looked down at her before leaning forward and gently nibbling on her lips.

After the short pecks, he kissed her neck.

"Don't worry… I'm not like that son of a bitch," he reassured her. "It's your first time, so I won't say it wouldn't hurt. It will. But I'll be as gentle as I can."

Felicia nodded slowly, and Peter kissed her cheek, her earlobe, her jawline, and then her chin.

He moved to her neck once again, and Felicia moaned softly as his lips grazed her skin.

"Well, this place might be too uncomfortable for you…" Peter whispered, and a blinding golden light later, she found herself on a warm and soft bed.

Peter continued kissing her skin, but she pushed him away and sat up, a little embarrassed.

"I wanna do that…" Felicia murmured, staring at his veiny monster.

"Do what?" Peter asked, feigning ignorance.

Felicia slapped his shoulder playfully, and then proceeded to grab his cock with her trembling hand.

She gripped the shaft tightly, marveling at the size of it, and how easily she could wrap her fingers around the whole thing.

"Oh… That's what you're talking about eh?" Peter mumbled and leaned back.

Felicia gave his cock a few gentle strokes, feeling the veins pulsating underneath her fingertips as she stroked him.

Peter sighed heavily and rolled over onto his back.

Felicia's other hand wandered down to her nether regions, she was worried; would it even fit? Would it hurt?

In truth, she'd never even seen a guy's penis this close after her attempted ràpe, let alone touched one, and she wondered if she should ask for advice from someone.

She thought about asking her mom, but then she remembered that her mom was kidnapped… And she was instead going to have sex with her boyfriend.

Felicia felt a sense of shame wash over her body.

But she just sighed and moved down, opening her mouth. Felicia licked her upper lip, wondering how this was done.

Peter groaned as she took his cock into her mouth, and she ran her tongue over his tip.

"Careful with your teeth…" Peter groaned.

And Felicia obliged.

She carefully licked his cock from the bottom to the tip, taking her time, and using her tongue in ways that she'd always imagined doing when she was younger.

Felicia had a lot of practice using her tongue on different women, so this wasn't really that hard. The difference was just between a pussy and a dick.

Felicia moved up and then opened her mouth to take his tip inside her mouth. She sucked on it like a lollipop, and Peter moaned loudly, almost falling back onto the bed.

Felicia moaned softly herself as she started moving her head up and down, sucking a few inches of his upper cock.

Then, after a while, as she was braver than before, she tried to take it fully inside her mouth. Felicia winced as she got the tip past her lips, but Peter reached down and held her head as he helped guide her down.

The tip was soon in her throat, and she began bobbing her head up and down slowly. She could feel the resistance of his cock sliding in and out of her throat, and she wondered if it would ever go all the way in.

Peter reached up and started playing with her breasts, and Felicia moaned loudly into his cock. Her own nipples were hard already, and she couldn't wait to have her pussy fucked.

It would be nice, right?

Her tongue was busy, and she was learning how to suck him properly. Felicia kept her eyes shut as best she could, enjoying the taste of his precum on her tongue, and the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

Peter's hands were all over her body, touching, groping. He was exploring her, and it made her wetter just knowing that he wanted her.

Soon enough, Peter pulled her off of his cock, and Felicia whimpered as he threw her onto the bed again.

"You like that don't you?" Peter said, kissing her lips.

"Y-Yeah…" Felicia replied, blushing as he moved down her body.

Peter grabbed onto her butt and lifted her up, and then he sat her down on top of him.

Felicia gasped as the tip of his cock rubbed against her cunt; it felt strange, but good.

Peter leaned in and kissed her passionately. He then laid his hands on her hips, and guided her down.

Felicia moaned as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her folds, rubbing her clit and spreading her open.

She was wet enough, she knew. But there was still a bit of fear.

Felicia moved down until Peter's balls were resting against her ass. She looked back at him and saw a look of pure lust in his eyes.

She stared down at his cock, watching as the head slipped in, inch by inch, penetrating her pussy.

Felicia moaned softly as she felt his cock press against her pussy, and she tensed.

"Hey hey, relax…" Peter whispered, rubbing her juicy butt.

Felicia did, and Peter moved a bit more down.

Felicia gasped as Peter's cock poked her hymen, breaking it apart and entering her pussy. A few seconds passed, and then Peter pushed forward, pushing through the barrier, and entered her.

Felicia screamed out as Peter's cock penetrated her, and he quickly wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight and gently.

"Ah…" Felicia cried softly.

Peter stopped when his cock was fully inside her, and let her adjust. There was a trace of blood on his cock, but it wasn't a lot, and it didn't hurt much for her either.

Felicia relaxed, and Peter began moving his hips, fucking her pussy slowly and gently.

He rubbed her clit occasionally, and Felicia moaned quietly as she felt his cock moving inside her.

Peter's hands were all over her body, and he began kissing her neck, her ears, and her shoulders.

"Should I move faster?" He asked her.

"Maybe…" Felicia replied breathlessly.

Peter began pounding her harder, and Felicia moaned loudly each time he slammed into her.

She grabbed his arms, trying to push him away, but it only encouraged him to pound her even harder.

Felicia's breasts bounced wildly as he pounded into her, and she could feel the pressure building.

Her nails dug into his arms, and she felt pleasure coursing through her entire body as she came.

For some reason, her pussy wasn't hurting.

Peter would say it was because of [Intimate Healing].

As she came, Felicia moved her legs around Peter's waist, trying to get him deeper inside her, and she felt him throb inside of her.

And then Peter came as well, spraying his cum inside of her pussy.

Felicia gasped as she came again, this time more intense than the last.

She opened her eyes and saw Peter staring at her.

"You just…" She huffed. "… inside me…"

"Don't worry, you won't get pregnant as long as I don't want to," Peter said.

Felicia was breathless for some reason, and her eyes were hazy.

"That was amazing… I've been waiting for that for so long…" She smiled weakly.

"Hmm?" Peter frowned curiously. "But we're just starting."

"Eh?" She made a noise.

Peter sat up and put her on the bed, pressing her back down. Then, he leaned up to kiss her, his cock slipping out of her pussy.

Felicia sighed as she felt him kiss her, and then Peter slid down into her lap, his cock pressing against her pussy lips.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Getting ready to fuck you," Peter replied. "You're gonna love it, I promise."

He moved slowly, and Felicia moaned softly as his cock pushed inside her.

This time it was even better than the first, as she felt Peter's entire cock stretching her open.

She felt more of his cock enter her, and she groaned.

"God, you're big…" Felicia managed to say.

"Sorry," Peter laughed. "I know I'm a monster."

She rolled her eyes, and wrapped her legs around his waist.

"I don't care… Just keep fucking me…" Felicia panted, and then she climaxed again.