Wonder Woman looks at you as you enter the room carrying her lasso she has only one question what do you want she says through gritted teeth
Spider-Man knew it was wrong. He had a girlfriend named MaryJane. Yet everytime he worked alongside Wonder Woman in this superhero line of business, he couldn’t help but feel lust and admiration for the amazon warrior. Perhaps it was the way Diana carried herself. Or perhaps it was how tight and revealing her costume was as it hugged against her large and toned frame. As Wonder Woman apprehended the last group of criminals, she had bent over slightly and therefore exposed her gorgeous ass to the young masked hero. “Fuck…” Peter whispered below his breath, his cock throbbing.
Wonder Woman paused as she felt the presence of another hero behind her "Spider-Man? Is that you?" She said cocking an eyebrow as she turned to face him, a sly grin on her lips. "You seemed distracted back there." Her breasts pressed against the lycra fabric of her costume, noticing how tight his spandex suit was against his body. It was always a pleasure working with Spider-Man. Catching sight of his tight ass as he fought criminals and joked around. His personality was also great, and Diana would lie if she said she didn’t feel attracted towards him.
Spider-Man snapped out of his lustful daydream, blushing hotly as he realized that she was referring to him. He felt even more embarrassed when her eyes appraised his body in a way he found extremely flattering and arousing. "Uhhh...yeah. Just trying to focus, ya know? These guys are rough!" The web-slinger gave her his best sheepish grin, hoping it would ease the awkwardness between them.
Diana returned the sheepish grin, noticing his flushed cheeks and the obvious bulge between his legs as he stood next to her. The sight aroused her, making it hard for her to concentrate on their mission. "Hey, no need to be embarrassed." She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I've had my fair share of... distractions during missions too." Her voice was soft, almost seductive.
Diana's words did little to quell the throbbing in Spider-Man's crotch as he felt her soft hand on his shoulder. It was strange; she had always been so strong and in control before, but now it seemed like she too could be vulnerable. "Yeah..." he murmured awkwardly. "Um...I mean, thanks." He forced himself to tear his gaze away from her curves and focus on her face.
Diana noticed the nervous energy radiating from Spider-Man, and it made her heart race a little faster. She could feel the same attraction between them, and it was making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else. He was so young...she knew she shouldn't feel this way about him, but there was something irresistible about his boyish charm and charisma.
"It's okay," she finally replied with a soft smile, letting her hand linger on his shoulder. "I understand." Her voice was barely above a whisper now, almost breathless. She glanced down at his crotch, noticing the bulge in his suit, and felt herself growing wet.
She leaned in closer, their bodies inches apart as she took a deep breath, scenting his unique mixture of sweat and Spider-Man cologne.
As they stood there, so close, it was hard for Spider-Man to think straight. The scent of her perfume and the warmth of her body were overwhelming his senses. His heart raced and his cock throbbed uncontrollably beneath his suit. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this turned on by someone, let alone a woman who was obviously out of his league. He suddenly forgot all about his girlfriend MJ, as his hand instinctively rested on the curve of Diana’s buttock. “Always a pleasure working with you, Wonder Woman.” The masked boy breathed out.
Diana felt the warmth emanating from his body as he pressed against her, their skin separated by only the finest layer of fabric. His hand on her buttock sent a jolt of electricity straight to her core, making her moan softly. She arched her back slightly, granting him better access to her curves and signaling her desire for more.
Her eyes locked with his as she placed a hand on the front of his suit, feeling how hard he was beneath the fabric. "You are in league with me right now," she whispered huskily. "And I want you...so badly." She leaned in closer still, their lips mere inches apart, her breath hot against his skin. As much as she wanted him to take control of the situation, there was something thrilling about knowing that he could just as easily let go and let her be in charge.
Her heart pounded in anticipation of what would happen next, eager for the passionate embrace they both craved. She felt him shift against her, his hard length pressing against her hip, and she could barely contain a gasp of pleasure at the sensation. The urgency in his movements told her he was just as ready as she was to give into their desires.
Spider-Man felt his heart race as their lips almost touched. He wanted her, God he did. But he knew that she was stronger than him, faster and more experienced. There was no way he could keep up with her in a battle, let alone satisfy her physically. Yet, it didn't matter right now. All that mattered was the feel of her body against his own. Thankfully his mask hid his features so she was unable to see how red his face was. Peter gave her ass a soft and firm pat, coolly replying “We should head back to HQ.” With a heavy breath.
"Yes...we should." Diana managed to choke out, her throat suddenly feeling tight and constricted with desire. She forced herself to focus on the mission, to keep her mind off of how badly she wanted Spider-Man right then and there. They had worked together long enough for him to understand that something was different about her today; he knew that she craved his touch as much as he craved hers.
With a deep breath, Diana tried to compose herself as they began the trek back to headquarters. The tension between them grew with every step, palpable despite their efforts to hide it from each other. Her mind raced with thoughts of what might happen once they were alone, and she found herself growing wetter with anticipation at the prospect.
She couldn't help but wonder if this was what love felt like for mortals...if this is what it meant to find someone who could make you feel so alive, even in the midst of battle. With every fiber of her being, she hoped that Peter would give into their desires and let them explore this newfound passion together.
As they walked back to HQ, Diana couldn't help but feel torn between her need for him and her responsibility as a hero. Her mind kept drifting back to the feel of his hand on her ass, the warmth of his breath against her neck... She knew that if they gave into their desires here and now, there would be no going back. The tension was becoming unbearable for both of them; she could sense it in every step he took, every breath he took beside her. Peter felt a sliver of relief when their bodies parted, not wanting to be unfaithful to his girlfriend MJ. But it was hard to do when the gorgeous amazon woman showed such interest in him. As they went up the flight of stairs to the HQ, Spider-Man was unable to keep his eyes away from the curves of Wonder Woman’s perfect ass as she walked in front of him. God, the things he wanted to do to that ass.
As they neared the HQ, Diana felt her heart racing and her body tingle with anticipation. She could feel the desire emanating from Spider-Man like a beacon, calling to her on every level. His gaze lingered on her ass as she walked in front of him up the stairs, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. Her mind was filled with images of them together, their bodies intertwined and moving in perfect harmony.
She had always been taught to control her urges, to focus on what was important: protecting humanity. But right now, all she could think about was how much she wanted Spider-Man beneath her, feeling the weight of her body as they joined together in passionate ecstasy. She wondered if giving into these desires would change anything between them; if it would ruin their friendship or make it stronger.
As they reached the top of the stairs, Diana slowed down deliberately, forcing Peter to walk beside her once more. Her breasts grazed against his arm as she did so, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. His scent filled her senses, making it hard for her to think straight.
Spider-Man felt his heart race as he walked beside her, their bodies only inches apart. He could feel the heat radiating from her and wondered what she was thinking. His hand instinctively moved to adjust the hem of her skirt, ensuring that no one behind them had access to seeing her ass. It was a possessive move on his part, despite the fact that he had a girlfriend. He was feeling so strongly for Wonder Woman.
Diana glanced at Peter, his hand brushing against her thigh under the guise of adjusting her skirt. The contact sent a jolt of electricity through her body and she bit her lip to keep from moaning aloud. His touch was possessive and dominating, and it made her heart race even faster. She knew that once they were alone, there would be no stopping either of them.
As they approached the security checkpoint where Echo and Shieldguard stood guard, Diana couldn't help but wonder if she should put some distance between herself and Spider-Man or if she should indulge this desire a little longer. She glanced at him sideways, noticing how his pupils were dilated with desire and how his breath came in short, ragged gasps. She knew he was as affected by her as she was by him; the question now was what they would do about it.
Her heart raced in anticipation of finding out the answer to that question, even as her mind warned her that there might be consequences to giving into their desires. But right now, all she could think about was how much she wanted Spider-Man...how much she needed him. As they stopped at the security checkpoint, she leaned in close and whispered hoarsely, "Take me somewhere private." Her breath tickled against his ear, sending shivers down his spine.
Spider-Man glanced around nervously, not wanting anyone to see what they were about to do. He looked at Diana and nodded, trusting his instincts for once. "Follow me," he whispered before quickly climbing up the wall and disappearing into a ventilation shaft. The young hero had always known that he was strong but this reminded him of just how strong he really was; capable of effortlessly swinging through the air and outmaneuvering even the mightiest of foes. Wonder Woman followed him through the vents, although she realized just how grave of a mistake it was to be crawling behind the hero as she noticed just how tight and perfect his ass was.
Diana followed Spider-Man through the ventilation shaft, her heart pounding with anticipation and desire as she watched his perfect ass flex and move with each powerful thrust of his legs. The air was hot and stuffy, making it difficult for her to breathe, but she didn't mind; all she could think about was how much she wanted him inside of her.
As they rounded a corner, Peter slipped off the edge of the duct and swung down onto a desk below. He waited impatiently as Diana dropped next to him, their bodies mere inches apart once more. His hands trembled with anticipation as he reached out to touch her, caressing her cheek before trailing his fingers down her neck and collarbone. Her skin was so soft and smooth beneath his fingertips, driving him wild with need.
With a deep breath, she leaned in closer, their lips mere millimeters apart as they both closed their eyes, savoring the moment.
Their lips met, sealing the deal. Spider-Man was kissing her, his mouth hot and hungry against hers. It sent a shiver of excitement through her body as she let out a soft moan into his mouth. His hands were everywhere, exploring her body like it was the most precious thing in the world. She could feel them on her ass, gripping her firmly as he deepened their kiss. Her own hands moved to his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his suit as she pulled him closer still. However, Spider-Man pulled away slightly, his breath hot and heavy. “I think we should wait.” He replied, his masked face mere inches away from her own. “I feel like we have something real here… And I want to explore this connection without giving into lust.” It took a lot of self control for him to hold back on sex, as evident by how his cock throbbed against her thigh. Not to mention he had to sort out things with his girlfriend, MJ.
Diana felt her heart drop into her stomach as Peter pulled away from the kiss. She wanted him so badly; she'd never felt this way about anyone before. His words made sense, though. They had something special here, and it deserved to be explored properly without being clouded by lust. She knew that he had a girlfriend and she respected his decision to keep things platonic until they figured out what was going on between them.
Her hands moved slowly from his chest down to his hips, giving him a reassuring squeeze. "I understand," she whispered softly, her eyes locked with his masked face. "Let's take things slow and see where this leads us." She leaned in close once more, brushing her lips against his before pulling back slightly, relishing the contact but not pressing any further.
Their fingers tangled together on his hips as they sat there in silence, taking deep breaths to calm their racing hearts. Around them, the ventilation system hummed quietly, the hot air making it hard to think straight. But they ignored everything except for each other, lost in the intensity of this connection that had formed between them.
The desire was still there, burning brightly beneath the surface, and neither of them were sure when or how it would be sated. For now, they were content to explore this newfound bond at their own pace, taking things one step at a time.
Spider-Man felt the tension ease slightly as she pulled away from him, her fingers squeezing his hips comfortingly. He wanted to say more, to apologize if he'd come on too strong or made her uncomfortable but somehow couldn't find the words. The heat between them was palpable and they both knew that it would only take one wrong move for things to spiral out of control again. He was glad she was so understanding, and he couldn’t help but smile as he softly squeezed her ass with reassurance. “You are amazing, did you know that?” He whispered, the outline of his bulge still pressed against her thigh.
Diana felt her heart skip a beat as he squeezed her ass, the contact sending a wave of desire coursing through her. She looked at him with those soulful eyes and couldn't help but blush softly. "Spider-Man..." she whispered, the sound of his name on her lips making her heart race even faster. "Thank you."
She didn't know what else to say; they were both feeling so much at the moment that words seemed inadequate. The connection between them was more than just physical; it went deeper, to the very core of their beings. It was as if they were two halves of a whole, made complete only when they were together like this.
Her fingers moved slowly from his hip up to caress his chest. "I want to know everything about you," she whispered earnestly. "Your hopes and dreams...your fears..." She leaned in closer still, their bodies hovering just an inch apart as her breath tickled against his lips. "Every secret you've ever kept..."
As she spoke, he couldn't help but feel his heart race faster with each word. He wasn't used to anyone caring so much about him or wanting to know everything there was to know. It was overwhelming in the best possible way. Peter took a deep breath and smiled softly at her before speaking. "You will, I promise.” He gave her buttock a soft pat. He felt strongly for her more than he did his own girlfriend.
The sound of Peter's voice, so soft and sincere, sent a shiver down her spine. She couldn't help but lean closer still, the tip of her nose brushing against his mask as their eyes met. "I know I can trust you," she whispered, her words hoarse with emotion.
As they sat there in the humid darkness, lost in each other's gazes and the intoxicating pull of their connection, time seemed to stand still for a moment. They were both aware that this was something special; rare and precious. And as much as they wanted to explore it further, to give in to the passion that burned between them, they also knew that they had to take things slow. There was so much more at stake here than just their own desires.
Their fingers continued to entwine and tangle together on his hips, a physical representation of the complexity of their feelings for one another. It was hard to tell where one began and the other ended; it was as if they were becoming intertwined in some cosmic dance, circling each other until they finally found harmony within themselves and with the universe around them.
For now, though, they would remain here in this quiet corner of the world, getting to know each other better beneath the surface, building a foundation for whatever fate had in store for them. And as their fingers entwined tighter and their bodies brushed against one another in fleeting moments of contact, they knew that no matter what happened next, they would always have this moment; the memory of being so close to someone who understood them like no other.
Spider-Man felt his heart racing as he looked into her eyes, feeling an intense connection with her that went beyond anything he had ever experienced before. "I can promise you one thing," Peter whispered, his voice barely audible over the hum of the ventilation system. "No matter what happens next, I'll always be there for you. And not just as Spider-Man...but as Peter Parker too." Even MJ wouldn’t be able to take that away from him. The young hero smiled as he gently squeezed Diana’s muscular buttock
Her heart skipped a beat as she heard Peter's words, and felt the warmth of his touch as he squeezed her bottom. It was reassuring to know that he would be there for her, not just as Spider-Man but also as Peter Parker. She returned his smile, even though he couldn't see it behind his mask. "And I promise you the same," she whispered, her fingers unconsciously tracing circles on his abdomen.
The silence stretched between them for a moment, and Diana could feel the tension easing slightly as they sat together in this makeshift hiding spot, their bodies so close yet still aching with desire. They both knew that they needed to take things slow; there was no rush, not when what they had felt today would always be there, even if it was only ever to exist between them in these quiet moments of Connection.
She leaned in closer, her body pressing against his as she rested her head on his shoulder. "I want to see more of you," she confessed softly, her breath tickling against his ear. "Your life...your world." There was curiosity and desire mixed together in those words; a longing to know everything about this man who had somehow managed to find a way past her defenses and into her heart.
Peter hesitated for only a moment before nodding slowly, accepting the invitation she'd unwittingly extended. "I'll show you," he promised quietly, his hand finding its way to her hip once more. Their fingers entwined as they sat there in silence, content to simply be together and bask in the warmth that emanated from each other. The heat of desire burned beneath the surface, but for now it was secondary to their need to explore everything else that lay between them; every secret thought, every hope and dream
Spider-Man's heart skipped a beat as she leaned closer, her body pressed against his. He could feel the heat of her breath on his ear and it sent a shiver down his spine. "I'd like that," he whispered hoarsely, before taking a deep breath to compose himself. His hand found its way to her ass, gently tugging at her panties so that her wedgie was removed from between her ass cheeks.
A shiver ran down Diana's spine as Peter's fingers tugged at her panties, removing the annoying wedgie from between her ass cheeks. Her body was still sensitive from their earlier encounter, and the contact sent a wave of desire coursing through her once more. She couldn't help but wonder what else he would do to her if they were alone, away from prying eyes. The thought made her heart race even faster.
Her hand moved up his chest, tracing gentle circles around his neck before coming to rest on his shoulder. "What about your life?" she asked softly, leaning in closer still. "Tell me about it." There was an almost childlike eagerness in her voice, a desire to know everything there was to know about this man who had captivated her so completely.
As they sat together like this, their bodies pressed against each other despite the lingering tension between them, Diana felt a sense of peace wash over her. It was as if, for these few precious moments, all the chaos and danger of their world had been pushed aside to make way for something pure and wonderful. And she realized that no matter what happened next, this feeling would always be with her; a reminder of the connection they'd shared here today, hidden away in the shadows of the ventilation system.
Spider-Man leaned back against the desk, giving Diana a better view of his masked face as he thought for a moment about what to tell her. "Well," he started slowly, eyes studying her beautiful features. "I was bitten by a radioactive spider when I was younger." He watched her reaction carefully; she seemed to be taking it in stride surprisingly enough. "I got my powers that way, strength, speed, agility, and the ability to crawl up walls and on ceilings," he grinned at that last part. "But with great power comes great responsibility," he finished more seriously. Feeling her ass in his hands, Peter’s cock visibly throbbed.
"Ah, so you are a scientist as well?" Diana asked with a curious smile. She was fascinated by Peter's story, not just because of the similarities between them but also because it showed that he had taken on this responsibility willingly and selflessly. It made her respect him even more. As his hands roamed over her ass, she couldn't help but squirm a little in pleasure.
Her own fingers continued to explore his chest and shoulders, tracing circles around his nipples before moving lower to squeeze his biceps. "You must have been very lonely," she said softly, wondering how he had dealt with everything on his own for so long. It was a thought that made her heart ache just a little bit for him.
Their bodies were pressed so close together now that she could feel every breath he took, and the heat emanating from him was almost overwhelming. But despite their physical proximity, they both knew that there was still more to explore between them; layers of intimacy that went beyond mere touch and desire.
For now, though, they would remain here in this hidden corner of the world, learning about each other and forging a connection that defied anything either of them had ever experienced before. It was fragile and precious, and they both knew that it would take time to build something real; something that could withstand not only the trials of their heroic lives but also the complexities of the human heart.
Peter's heart skipped a beat at the thought of her question; was he lonely? The truth was, yes he had been lonely. Lonely and scared when he first got his powers, lonely and confused when everyone saw him as a freak, even after he started using his abilities for good. Even with his own girlfriend he felt lonely. MJ had helped him throughout the years, but they were not as strong as they used to be. But now that Diana was here, things felt different. Not just because she understood what it meant to be an outcast but also because she accepted him for who he was beneath the mask.
Diana could feel the weight of Peter's words, the emotions that lay behind them. She knew what it was like to be alone, to feel misunderstood and misjudged by those around her. But now that she had found him, found someone who truly understood her, she couldn't help but wonder how they could make things work between them.
Her fingers traced circles around his back, careful not to venture too close to his costume's stingy tailbone. "I know you are lonely," she whispered, leaning in closer still as her lips brushed against his ear. Her breath tickled against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. "And I want to help you with that."
Their bodies were pressed so tightly together now that she could feel every movement he made against hers; the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, the steady throb of desire between their hips. She wanted him badly, but even more than that, she craved the connection they shared; the bond that went beyond physical desire.
"What do you need?" she asked softly, her fingers sliding lower to stroke his back gently. "How can I help you find happiness?" The last word hung in the air for a moment, heavy with meaning. Even as she offered herself to him, she wanted nothing more than to see him truly happy; to make sure that their connection wasn't built on lies or misunderstandings, but instead on truth and trust.
Peter's heart skipped a beat at her words, his emotions running high as he tried to process what she was offering. Her touch was so gentle and caring, it made him feel safe for the first time in years. He took a deep breath, struggling to find the right words as he stared into her beautiful eyes. “You’re already helping.” He whispered, giving her ass a reassuring squeeze.
Her fingers traced slow circles on Peter's back, feeling the ridges of his spine beneath her touch. It was a strangely intimate gesture, one that made her heart race and her body hum with desire. As she continued to touch him, she felt herself growing more connected to him; not just physically but emotionally as well.
"Tell me about MJ," she asked softly, leaning in closer still so that their faces were barely an inch apart. "Is she...is she the one you're with?" The thought of Peter being involved with someone else made a strange mixture of emotions churn inside her: jealousy, disappointment...and yet also understanding and sympathy. She knew what it was like to have feelings for someone who didn't feel the same way.
Her fingers danced lower, brushing lightly against the curve of his ass.
Spider-Man glanced away for a moment, feeling guilty about how he'd been leading MJ on all this time. "Yeah," he whispered hoarsely. "She's...she's my girlfriend." He looked back into Diana's eyes, searching for some sort of reaction to his confession. Instead, he found understanding and acceptance there. He softened, his back arching so that his ass fell further into her hands. Regardless of MJ, he was attracted and in love with Diana.
Diana listened carefully as Peter spoke of his girlfriend, MJ, feeling a pang of sympathy for her when he admitted that they'd been leading each other on. She could tell that this wasn't easy for him; he obviously cared about MJ and didn't want to hurt her. But at the same time, there was something undeniable between them; an attraction and a connection that transcended their current situations.
Her fingers continued to dance over Peter's ass, teasing and arousing him with every touch. "I understand," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But we can work through this together, can't we?" She leaned in closer still, tilting his chin up so that their eyes met. There was hope in her gaze, and a promise of something more.
The heat between them was almost unbearable now; the air around them thick with desire. It felt as if every particle of oxygen had been sucked out of the room, leaving only the two of them and their growing need for each other. But even as their bodies cried out for release, they took comfort in knowing that this was not just about physical pleasure; it was about connecting on a deeper level, about building a foundation for whatever might come next.
Peter glanced down at Diana's lips, feeling his own part as he wondered what it would feel like to kiss her again. Her hand on his ass squeezed harder. He felt himself grow harder and began to wonder how much longer they could last in this hidden corner of the world. “She may be my girlfriend, but… you mean more to me.@m”
The words Peter spoke hit her like a blow to the chest, but at the same time they were music to her ears. He meant more to her too; he was someone she could confide in, someone who understood her on a level that few others ever would. As she stared into his eyes, she knew that their connection ran deeper than just physical attraction or even shared experiences; there was something profound and transformative about what they had together.
Her fingers moved from Peter's ass to his hips, drawing him closer still as her lips parted in anticipation. "You make me feel things I never thought possible," she whispered, her breath tickling against his skin. "And I want...no, I need to explore that with you." The warmth of his body against hers was almost unbearable, making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation of what might come next.
The weight of their confessions hung between them like a thick fog; it seemed to magnify the intensity of everything else: the heat, the desire, and most importantly, their connection. And as they leaned into each other once more, lips mere inches apart, hearts pounding in unison, Diana knew that whatever happened next would change not only their lives but also the entire world around them.