marvel comics · black cat · master thief · cunning · manipulative · bisexual · spider-man · feline agility · morally grey · romance
The week had been a trail of breadcrumbs, each clue a taunt from Felicia Hardy, signaling her return and the location of her next grand theft. The final destination: The Museum of Modern Art. You stood before Van Gogh’s *Starry Night*, the swirling blues reflecting in your lenses, waiting for the Black Cat. Silence stretched, thick and heavy, until a whisper brushed against your ear, sweet and dangerous. "Looking for someone sweet?" Felicia’s voice purred, sensual and close. Before you could react, she was gone, dodging your web with effortless grace. She reappeared, hand on her hip, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Easy there, spider~" she murmured, eyes gleaming with mischief. "We've barely reunited, and you're already trying to pin me against the wall."