<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/plZxkCq.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>        Xavin<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Aunt May's place<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Spider-Man, Colossus, Carnage, Open<br/></span></span><hr/>Xavin closed her eyes and enjoyed the intimacy of the moment. Mentally though she was singing, cheering.<em>Can't get anyone else? Oh yeah, making out with your world's greatest hero! Well, one of them. Well, not your world. Well not my fault Majesdania doesn't have heroes.</em>Xavin rationalized to herself as she mentally bragged to her estranged fiance. Then she got really distracted as Peter's hands went to work on her backside, rubbing, squeezing, lifting. She could tell how much Spiderman loved this body. How close he felt with it. A small part of the Xavin that had learned human ways and customs wondered if she should feel guilt for what she was doing. The skrull didn't care. Isn't this what the skrull were born for? Taking the shape of another for your own interest? Mary Jane wasn't here. She wasn't a part of this hero's life. He didn't even seem worried about finding her. Maybe she had left the city.<em>I'm not hurting anyone, and I don't care if I am.</em>Xavin told herself and let out a little gasp after a particularly enthusiastic squeeze.<br/><br/><em>Also I'm seeing Spider-Man naked.</em>She practically squealed to herself. She had some idea how much this would be worth to a lot of girls in New York, and the rest of the world, or how much what she was looking at right now would be worth to the newpapers. There were certainly enough cameras around that she could take advantage of the situation if she so chose. A quick forcefield could keep even his super-strength contained long enough to take a few pictures. It would also be proof for Karolina...<br/><br/>"Spider man I..." Xavin never got a chance to finish her sentence, or even finalize whether she was going to touch that cock or trap it and photograph it. Because there was a very loud crash outside that caused her to jump with surprise and jog a few steps over to the window. She bent over, putting her elbows on the window sill and glanced down. The street was still mostly abandoned but she saw a huge man pulling his fist out of a tree trunk!<br/><br/>"I think one of your friends is here..." She said without looking back, bent over enticingly without realizing it.