<div class="floatleft">(http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/6267/smanniv2012004covcol.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Peter Parker<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Spider-Man<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   What may remain of Aunt May's<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Xavin,  Open<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>"M-mary..." His voice faded off as he felt her move in his hands his grip tightened on her, pressing his hips with his growing hard on against her. He started deeply kissing her. The ripped up tights were now getting in the way, taking them off right in front of her, his now bare hands feeling her bare skin. His hands slide under her shirt once more, intimately rubbing her as his tongue explored her mouth.<br/><br/><em>"What are you doing Peter?! You know that's not Mary Jane."</em>What did it matter though? She was clearly enjoying this, and wanted more. She's not an enemy, in fact shes starting to seem quite friendly. The escalating passions was a good reminder to peter of the human condition, how emotional, and passionate, no matter what the situation, one could be.<br/><br/>He stopped kissing her a moment, keeping his lips but a moment from hers as he nuzzled her softly. "Xavin...Thank you.." He wasn't quite thanking her for the physical form she took on directly, but more for staying with him, and being as open as she was. Even if it is just for fun. Sex, in Peters eyes, was an ultimate act of trust. You left yourself the most vulnerable any time you lay with someone.<br/><br/>He then removed his bottoms, leaving his whole self before her, letting his hands wander under her waistband, his hands getting on and softly rubbing her backside as he holds her tightly, re engaging in a deep, passionate kiss with her, letting her make the next move as they make out. He thought he heard something outside, but there was no spider sense going off. For now it was out of sight, out of mind, all he cared about in the moment was pleasuring Xavin.