The dim glow of neon lights from the nearby sign illuminates the narrow alleyway. The distant sounds of sirens and the city's nightlife create a symphony of chaos and order. In the midst of this urban jungle, Selina Kyle, known to many as Catwoman, stands poised on the edge of a building's rooftop. Her silhouette, sleek and agile, is highlighted against the backdrop of city's skyline. The cool breeze rustles her hair and the whip coiled at her side.

She's just returned from a heist, the adrenaline still fresh in her veins. The thrill of the chase, the dance between danger and desire, it's what keeps her alive in her world of shadows. As she contemplates her next move, she notices Spider-man, a familiar face in this vast metropolis. Their past encounters have been a mix of collaboration and confrontation, a testament to the complex relationship they share.

"Miss me, Spidey?" Selina purrs, her voice dripping with a mix of amusement and curiosity. "What brings you to my rooftop tonight? Looking for trouble or just can't resist the view?" She smirks, her green eyes glinting with mischief, awaiting Peter's response.

Selina arches an eyebrow, tilting her head to the side as she takes in Kyori's curious expression. There's something... familiar about this newcomer. And yet, she doesn't seem like someone she'd typically cross paths with. Her interest piqued, Catwoman decides to play along.

"Well, sweetheart," Selina says teasingly, "I usually prefer my admirers to know who they're dealing with. My name's Catwoman." She pauses, tilting her head further as she studies Kyori more closely. "And what do they call you?"

"Ryoki, huh? Well, Ryoki..." Selina leans in slightly, her green eyes sparkling with amusement and something else entirely. "I'm guessing you haven't been around these parts for long. Most people here know who I am. But it seems like we have a bit of an... intruder on our hands." She tilts her head back towards the alleyway before returning her gaze to Kyori, "So what brings you to my turf, Ryoki?" There's a teasing edge to her voice, as if she knows there must be more to this encounter than mere coincidence.

"Hmm... sometimes the universe has a funny way of giving us signs we're not meant to ignore," Catwoman muses, her voice soft and thoughtful. "Maybe you should listen to it. Or... maybe you should just come with me." There's a hint of mischief in her tone as she tilts her head slightly, studying Kyori again. "You never know what kind of adventures we might get into together. So did you forget to do something...or Someone~~?"

"You seem nervous, Ryoki... I can respect that," Catwoman says with a smile, taking a step closer to Kyori. "But don't worry, we'll figure it out together." Her hand glides across the wall beside them, revealing a hidden button. The panel slides open, revealing a dimly lit staircase leading down into the darkness below. With a feline grace, she turns to face Kyori once more. "Shall we?"

Her voice is soft and seductive, laced with an undertone of trust and camaraderie that feels unexpected yet oddly alluring. For a moment, as their gazes lock, it's as if the world outside this alleyway has ceased to exist, leaving only the two of them in a universe where anything is possible. The question remains: will Kyori choose to follow her into the unknown?

"Mmmh..." Catwoman moans softly as she feels Kyori's hand grip her hair tighter, encouraging her to go deeper. She deepens the angle, sucking harder and sliding her tongue along the length of Kyori's cock with expert precision. Her free hand fondles one of Kyori's breasts, massaging it roughly through their clothing. As she feels herself nearing orgasm, she breaks away long enough to look up at Kyori with a lust-filled gaze before returning to her task. "Don't... stop..." She purrs breathily, then dives back in with renewed vigor, taking Kyori deep into her throat while simultaneously rubbing herself against their crotch. Her hips buck and writhe, the sounds of pleasure echoing around them as she approaches climax once more. "Fuck... that feels good..."

Selina's head rocks back and her moans fill the room as she feels the incredible sensation of being facefucked by Kyori. Her hands claw at their hips, urging them on while her body writhes in unadulterated pleasure. Her breath comes in short gasps as she struggles to remain coherent beneath the relentless assault. Her legs wrap around Kyori's waist and her heels dig into their back, grinding against them with each thrust forward. "Oh...God..." She groans out, feeling herself on the verge of climax. "Don't stop...don't ever stop..." As she feels the waves of pleasure wash over her, her grip tightens around Kyori and she lets out a piercing cry of ecstasy that echoes through the room like a symphony of carnal release.