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Thread: Being Adult For Her Birthday (Sarieta & HotTexasCowboy) - Closed due to abandonment

RE Being Adult For Her Birthday Sarieta HotTexasCowboy Ali was dancing, picturing herself still in the club her brothers had taken herself to. Her eyes were closed when the guys first joined her and she found herself sandwiched between them just as she had been earlier. Smiling she opened her eyes, her arms gliding up over Charlie's shoulders while she felt Max's hands guiding her hips. She felt warm, attributing it to the alcohol and the dance activity and giggled. We don't need the club to have fun do we? She wasn't even thinking about how it might be as her hips gyrated with the music against both of her older brothers in turn. When the first song ended and another started she turned switching to have her arms around Max's neck, her chest rising and falling rapidly with a mixture of exertion from the dancing and excitement. This song wasn't quite as fast so it meant her hips only moved in more of a swaying motion as she leaned her forehead against Max's and smiled, This has been the best night ever and I owe it all to the best brother's in the world! She loved dancing, she always had. It was one of the things she often did in her room, though usually she had to keep the music down. She would dance to the music or she would turn on different dance shows where she would try to follow their moves. She even secretly dreamed of dancing in music videos, not that she had ever admitted that dream out loud to anyone other than her best friend Meredith whom she called Mer. I don't want the night to end but I don't know how much longer I can stand being in these heels. She spoke of the black lace up dress shoes that had two inch heels on them, it was the only reason that she wasn't straining to have her arms around her brother's shoulders. Without them, she could still have her arms up but it would have caused more of a strain and her breasts would have been crushed against the guys more than they were at times already during the dancing. At least she wasn't too short, if she were then it wouldn't seem like she was a perfect fit against their bodies with or without heels on. Not that she was really aware of that, all she knew was that she felt safe, loved and content with her brothers. They had never treated her like she wasn't important to them even though she wasn't anywhere near their same age class. She would hate it if they ever moved too far away for her to visit them often. Her parents were great, but they weren't as cool as her older brothers.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

Three weeks had passed since Peter had donned his new... Suit would be fitting, technically, but it was so much more than that. More a new set of skin, one that empowered him, filled him with strength. A mass of black that covered his form when on duty- his standard spider logo more elongated, small strands of whiteness darting out of the legs to create a chaotic spread. His muscles emphasized, the young vigilante had found himself gaining more strength and success than he could every imagine, filling him with confidence in his actions. The circumstances over obtaining it were somewhat murky in his memory- whether it was a crashing meteorite or in a facility to aid his recuperation he couldn't remember- but he didn't care. He'd found that he was beginning to shrug off some of the more silly concerns, eliminating petty thugs and the more stereotypical super-villains with ease. Of course, this did attract even more ire from the Daily Bugle, but that wouldn't matter much longer, simply requiring Parker to give more flattering pictures of himself to JJ Jameson, as much as he'd hate them. By tonight, he was wanting to see where his skills could take him, willing and wishing to push himself even further. The second skin, symbiote, aid, whatever you wanted to call it, was influencing him without Peter even realizing it, as it did with anyone else it'd be associated with. Tonight, however, he was frustrated. The city was rather peaceful despite his searching, no muggers to defeat, rapists to stop or delusional megalomaniacs to thwart. It was just his luck- positive or negative luck is up for debate- that he landed on that rooftop, a a somewhat stunning figure catching his eyes. Even without the suit he'd be paying attention, bored of being single, but with his more primal urges being urged on the sight of a young, attractive woman was utterly irresistible. She was rather lovely, somewhat above average height with the kind of face that would drive men to extremes, a cheeky glimmer in her eye that let on she was aware of a joke only the most privileged would know. That wasn't all that caught his eye, however. It was the clothing. By herself in the middle of the city on an isolated rooftop, it was truly unique. The suicidal dressed much, much more reserved than her and she certainly didn't have the air of such a person- the opposite, someone wanting and waiting for someone specific. That was the most important thing, the kind of looks that would attract Peter Parker, the air of strength that would intrigue the symbiote. Landing on the rooftop with more grace than usual- the stick black webs the symbiote had an unlimited of supply of were much easier to manipulate than his artificial webbing- Peter strode over the the girl, eyes flickering over her form under the mask. What's a girl like you doing in a place like this without company? HE asked, cocky tone he seemed to always have more obvious than usual.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

Oh, but I do have company, Inchuriel quipped playfully. And you're right on time, she added, sounding more than a little cryptic. Using her hips to push herself off the wall, she began circling the wall crawler , letting her hips sway seductively as she openly admiring his form beneath the new, dark suit. She had been puzzled when she had seen the outfit in her vision, and had half-expected it to be some kind of fluke, but here he was. She had to admit, the black look made him seem both more dangerous and more alluring at the same time. She couldn't help but revel in that attraction. Until she had, more or less, fused consciousness with Holly, she had never experienced feelings like this and they were intoxicating. They could also be dangerous, Inchuriel warned herself. They often threatened to cloud her judgment. I've read a lot about you, Spiderman, she explained as she finished her circuit and made her way over to the edge of the roof, staring down at the city streets. But the papers don't really know the first thing about you, do they? the demoness mused in a seemingly sympathetic tone. All their stories about you contradict one another, and in the end, they make themselves look foolish and make the whole world wary of an imaginary monster that's prowling the rooftops and alleyways for victims. Abruptly, Inchuriel turned back to face the black clad man, her expression friendly and warm. Somehow, I don't think that's right though, is it? she asked rhetorically. So, I thought I would come see for myself. I hope you don't mind, she added in a silky voice, as she once again approached him, coming a little closer this time so that she was just inside what most people would consider their personal space.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

Now this... This was intriguing. Such an alluring voice she had- the hints of the standard NY accent with an undertone to it, like she was whispering sweet nothings in your ear, whether she was in your face or across the room. He'd never heard anything quite so sensuous as her voice, and it was matched by her lovely movements- she knew how to move her body, how to get the attention of whoever she wanted. And she had Peters. He appreciated the focus she was giving him, nodding at the appropriate times in her speech- that he'd been portrayed as some sort of menace, that his own boss hated him and his alter-ego, the fact that the people he protected seemed to be running from him even after rescue now. And, on top of all else, the girl was right. They were all wrong. He protected them, he kept them safe. Spider-Man kept them safe, with Peter Parker getting no thanks whatsoever. His instincts were telling him the girl was someone to pay attention to, to listen to, to let her silken voice filter through his ears- the wills of the symbiote, intrigued by this mystery woman who seemed to knows its host so well. What right minded person would object to having someone like you interested in them? He smiled, knowing it'd be visible beneath the skin-like suit.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

Inchuriel giggled melodically at that. Well, let's leave right minded people out of this shall we? I mean, what do they have to do with people like us? she teased, a twinkle of humor in her eyes. Speaking of... she added, a touch more seriously, before she began to mutter what seemed to be a string of gibberish under her breath. There was something about the sounds, though, that just seemed to resonate. One could just feel the power lurking behind them and suddenly the background noise of the city slowed to a halt. It wasn't just the noise though, the entire city just stopped moving as if the entire world beyond the rooftop was somehow frozen in time. There, Inchuriel chirped happily. Now we won't have to worry about any of those pesky right minded people bothering us, she added in a playfully conspiratorial tone. Truthfully, that hadn't really been a concern. She knew no one would be coming up here tonight. The display of power was simply meant to hint at her more than human nature without stating it outright. She would have to walk a tightrope here, hinting at her depth of power while carefully concealing its origin. Those horrible books had given humanity such a distorted view of her kind, that most would turn hostile if they learned too much too soon. Now, where were we? the girl asked sweetly, not wanting to immediately go back to flirting. When revealing that there's more to one than meets the eye, she mused, it's best not to make someone suspect manipulation.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

Another smile crossed Peter's face at the woman's' words, his eyes roving over her rather pleasant body as her tone faded, just before... He couldn't think of how to explain it, although he felt like his skin was trying to crawl away from it. The standard hubbub of the city below them dulled for just a moment before vanishing entirely, rather similar to the final flicker of a dying light bulb. Peter stared at the woman for a few moments, unsure how to react. She wasn't human then, or... No, that was wrong. She wasn't fully human. Entirely possible she was a mutant, although he'd never heard of any who could silence the whole of a city, or deafen someone outside of such a small range. Magic was another possibility, like Doctor Strange. Still, the girl didn't have the look of one who could use magic to her. Completely and utterly curious. And yet, he didn't feel threatened by this new show of power. Far from it, actually. He was even more intrigued by this show of new power, the symbiote edging him on to listen to her, to find out who- or at least what- she was. Usually, I rescue the damsel stranded on the rooftop, find out her name and go away. But... He smiled, feeling cockier than usual. I'd rather skip the first step and leave the third for a while, Miss...? Names would help, at least. Even just in talking.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

I suppose that's for the best then, considering I don't need rescuing, she returned playfully. Unless you're thinking of doing something naughty that is, she added in a sultry tone, taking a step forward to place a hand on his chest and smile seductively. If she was surprised by the texture of the costume, she didn't show it. As for my name... the demoness began, cheekily. I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours. Here was another tightrope, or perhaps a better analogy would be a minefield. Any true student of the occult could tell you that names have power, and that was especially true of her kind. She had several that could potentially be used against her, some to greater effect than others. Inchuriel would give him one, though, if he gave her one. It would be an even trade. Holly's name was more or less hers now. It would have the same potency if used against her that his would, at least. She doubted he would go for that deal, though. The man was nothing if not secretive. After all, he hadn't even given a whisper of a statement to the media in an attempt to clear up any of the misunderstandings. Or maybe just a glimpse of whatever's under that mask? She ammended smoothly. It wasn't quite as useful as far as information went, unless he was someone famous. It was much harder to search for a face than a name, after all.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

Peter froze for the tiniest second as she touched his chest, feeling as if there was no pure black suit covering his body, warm and yet... it was like being near an electrical current, a quiet hum of power he could feel. That said, it was desirable. Peter smiled at her words, nodding. There wasn't a chance in hell he'd give the woman his name, not yet. She might be the most alluring person he'd met, the most mysterious person, but he wore a mask for a reason- to keep him and those close to him safe. At the cost of the fame he rightfully deserves, a bitter thought added. My name? Well, that's more of a third date thing, y'know? I don't want you thinking I'm a slut. He did want to know moer about her, though. Anything to give him a hint to learn more about her, this magical illusionist. But my face? No harm there. It'd be hard as hell to find him through a glance at his face- a picture might let you find him in his university's database, but he doubted she'd remember him fully after a few hours. He smiled and, exerting his will slightly, had the mask portion of the symbiote retreat, showing the youthful face he hid so often, a dark bag under one of his eyes.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

And here you were, trying to get a name from me. What must you think of me? Inchuriel retorted, feigning offense. The playful smirk on her face showed she hadn't taken it personally, though. However, a deal is a deal, as they say. My name is Holly, she conceded. Internally, she was exulting. While a face wasn't quite as good as a name, it was still something. With a face to go along with it, 'Spiderman' would be a good enough name to locate him through the pattern in the future. Such a handsome face, though, she cooed, searching his eyes intently. Silently, her hand came up to slowly caress his cheek. She took a step closer as she did, lightly pressing up against him. I hope you'll let me see it again some time, she added in a seductive whisper before breaking away. With a confident stride, she made her way over to the door she had originally come out of. See you later, good lookin', she called with a saucy wink before opening the door, despite the fact that it was actually locked. As before, it opened to reveal a room that it shouldn't. Turning away from Peter one last time, she entered, closing the door behind it and breaking the link between the two.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

A grin crossed Peter's face at the womans words, the smirk playing upon her face truly delightful to see. Holly, huh? Wouldn't have guessed it, but it's fittiing. A beautiful face for a beautiful woman... His voice trailed off as she closed the distance to him, feeling a strange stirring within him at the meeting of their eyes- as if he was looking into someone incomprehensible, ancient and beyond all of his knowledge, like an ant seeing a human for the first time. It was over as quickly as it ended, however, replaced by a brief surge of lust and attraction at the touch of her velvety-soft hand, clearly cared after. It was something he wanted to relive, to feel that sensation over and over again till he couldn't bare it no longer. Knowing her name gave him a... Almost a sense of excitement at what could happen- a name and knowing her face could help in a quick search. Spider-man may not have relationships, sure. But Peter Parker? He was just human, after all. Still, he couldn't hide the brief look of dissapointment as the beauty took her leave. Speak for yourself, Holls. He grinned and waved slightly, mask returning to cover his face just as the sounds of the city below returned in time with the door closing, halting his thoughts of this mystery woman. As alluring as she was, as much as she had piqued his interest, he had a duty- even if it was unwanted as of late. With a sigh, the super hero took a running leap off of the building followed by the extension of a black web, mind plagued with thoughts of Holly, and how to find her.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

Eight days had passed since Peter had met Holly, and it'd been nearly all he could think about. The mysterious woman's features and voice had been etched into his mind as he went away from that rooftop, and had been repeating ever since. His focus had faltered often when he drifted to thinking of her, of when he'd imagined when they'd meet next. His work had faltered in college, he'd missed a few muggins and various people to rescue. All over this one girl. His work to find her had barely worked, managing to pin it down to two people. Obsessive? In all likelihood, yes. Extremely so. But he couldn't help himself, even the symbiote was compelling him to find this powerful mystery. It was either Holly Masterson or Holly Diorno, each looking remarkably similar. The latter was at his own college, and would be remarkably easy to find. For the sake of ease, he decided to check out Masterson first. Now an orphan, she seemed to be about his age from Peter's research, having a fairly stable schedule. Friday night, for example? A small little pub in one of the quieter areas of the city, staying there most of the night. Most likely had family there, he was guessing. Now, Spider-Man wouldn't have a reason to stop in there, would he. But Peter Parker? Nobody could fault an overworked student with a job to juggle for wanting a quiet drink at the end of the week, not unless they were particularly cruel. He'd taken it upon himself to wait their for her, if only to catch another glimpse- if not more. He'd waited for the better part of two hours in the corner of the bar, nursing the same drink for the majority of the time he was there. Fate would have it, however, that just as he stepped into the bathroom he noticed Holly walking in, removing all his doubts over which Holly was the one he met that night- Masterson, without a single ounce of challenge to it. Ruining any plans he had for the night, sadly, was the entrance of a man. Washing his hands, Peter's spider senses- as odd as they often are, never truly consistent on when they'd warn him- triggered, warning him of imminent danger within feet of him. Damn it... A quiet grumble was all he murmured, admittedly having looked forward to drinking if not talking to Holly, and switched to his suit, glad there was nobody about. If he was lucky, this would be over in a matter of seconds. Taking a deep breath in, Peter stepped out of the bar and shot a quick web out to the mans hand around the bartenders throat, managing to whip it away for a moment. Easy, buddy! Can't you wait for a drink like the rest of us?
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

The man whipped around quickly, dropping Sam as he turned to face this new threat. You! he growled angrily, wild yellow eyes showing through the green mask fused to his face from underneath the hat. Taking advantage of the man's sudden distraction, the pub's patrons scrambled out the door, all except Holly. As the man slowly began to pull of his coat to reveal the green plated armor beneath, including what appeared to be a giant metal tail tipped with a blade hanging down from a hollow chamber, she calmly made her way off to the side and wrapped herself in a small time bubble, causing the world outside to move at half speed to her senses. Even moving at normal human speeds, the time dilation would allow her to dodge any crossfire or attempts to take her hostage. She probably could have helped more, but that would be counter productive. Her hero would be more malleable after the conflict. It would present her the perfect opportunity to feed his ego and use it to lead him around by the nose. Mac Gargan, however, was oblivious to the girl's presence. All his attention was focused on Spiderman. What happened? Your grandma make you a new set of jammies for your birthday? he asked venomously of his opponent. Well, a new Halloween costume ain't gonna scare me, he added, punctuating his declaration by launching forward at the black clad super hero. His arm was cocked back to throw a haymaker, but as he threw the fist, he followed through with a tail strike for when the initial attack was inevitably dodged.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

It isn't simple, is it? Parker was hoping this was simply a disgruntled customer, someone who'd had a bit to much to drink and needed a quiet night at the drunk tank. Instead, it was Mac Gargan- more commonly known as the Scorpion. Not his worst foe, he had to admit, but he was tougher than the average one. Strong enough with his brute strength, his suit- similar to Peter in that it was part of him, although he couldn't even remove it, melded to his skin. Thank god for small mercies, at least. He wasn't the smartest. The bar was devoid of people, from the look of it, although he didn't feel like they were alone, the kind of feeling that tells you there's an unknown presence there. Peter smirked underneath the symbiote and lurched to the left, away from his fist with a cry, smirking. Speak for yourself, you giant green siss- And, of course, was cut off as the tail slammed into his chest, knocking him back a fair few feet. Painful, but he'd live. Parker grit his teeth and clenched his fists, taking advantage of the momentary gloating Gargan allowed himself to send a brief spray of web into his eyes, blinding him. With a grin, Peter wasted no time and hurled himself forward to launch his fist into Gargans face, taking the greatest of care to avoid his tail this time. Normally, Peter would pull his punches even when fighting his more esoteric foes. But not now, not when the suit was egging him on, removing his restraint. Peter's superpowered strength rocketed into the Scorpions nose and slammed him into the floor, nose audibly breaking along with the table behind him as he crashed backwards.
Thread: Even spiders should beware webs. (with Pokemasterj)

Inchuriel raised a single eyebrow in surprise at the brevity of the fight. She was about to step out of her little cocoon until she noticed Scorpion stirring from his position on the floor amongst the shattered debris of the table. Struggling to his feet groggily, he took a moment to steady himself after the unexpectedly brutal hit. His appearance was more savage and monstrous than ever with blood flowing down over his mouth combined with those unaturally yellowish green eyes that almost seemed to glow with a toxic light. Those same eyes, however, showed he was in no condition to keep fighting. They were fully dilated and obviously confused. The demoness would be surprised if he knew his own name at this point. Mac wasn't quite ready to give up though. Stumbling forward, he took a clumsy swipe at his enemy, all sense of coordination gone. The swing went wide and he nearly lost his balance, only just barely managing to stay on his feet. I'm gonna... gonna get you, he stammered out drunkenly, the effort of speaking making him feel nauseous.