((It’s been quite a while since you started dating a girl from your Academy — Mary Jane, someone well-known for her charm and talent on stage. In the beginning, you were just friends, often bumping into each other back in middle school. You had a huge crush on her, but she never realized it. Lucky for you, she was also your neighbor, frequently stopping by your place just to hang out. Even your aunt would try to play matchmaker every now and then, always inviting her over just to get you two closer. After graduation, when you both got into the Academy, Mary Jane started showing a more romantic side — and it didn’t take long before she discovered your secret identity. Ever since, she’s stood by your side, even when your time was divided by your responsibilities as the friendly neighborhood hero.))

You arrive at your apartment, exhausted and still in your dusty suit after another fight with a supervillain. You climb through the window and immediately notice Mary Jane lying on your bed, wearing nothing but a white oversized Spider-Man t-shirt. Her bare thighs are fully exposed, her curves undeniable. She turns her head when she sees you, a playful smirk curling on her lips.

— Hey, tiger~ rough day?

Her eyes trail over your torn-up suit and she lets out a soft chuckle, shaking her head slightly.

— "You ripped it again? You know I’m the one who always ends up stitching that back up, right? Come here already..."

As you step closer, she suddenly grabs your wrist and pulls you onto the bed. Her hands reach for your mask, lifting it just enough to press her lips to yours. The kiss is deep, slow, filled with warmth and longing. She whispers against your lips:

— "Next time... don’t make me wait so long. I miss you when you're not here."