Upside-down Kiss Spiderman Novels & Stories

A growl rumbled through his chest as he gripped my waist, hoisting me to his hip without stopping. My pussycle clenched as a pool formed in my core. Oh, the moon goddess. Fuck! I breathed heavily; a silver string of saliva caught between us as we parted. His eyes lingered on the thread, watching it break, before kissing me once more. Spittle dripped from the sides of our lips as we exchanged fluids passionately. He gripped my ass, grinding himself on my pussycat, and I let out another moan. “Ngh.” “Hello?” A knock from outside startled us.

In a moment, she would begin to descend. It was precisely at this point that, out of reflex, Aki flicked a piece of rope from under the sleeve of her Slayer suit. It was the same rope she had untied from Sasha’s waist but now a kunai was attached to its end. The rope wrapped around the bottom of the hoop and, before it could unsnag, Aki yanked herself up. Her fingers closed around the curve of the hoop. At ground level, Sasha collapsed as a relieved seven-year-old wreck.

I’m supposed to have fun, but to be honest, I’m bored. A guy steps out from the lounge. My attention is drawn to him because he’s so much taller than the other kids who are emptying the punch bowl. He’s wearing jeans, a striped shirt, and a denim jacket. When he turns his head and fixes his gaze on me, I recognize him from outside. He’s the driver of the Alpha Spider. His lips tilt as he scrunches up the cup in his hand and aims for the trashcan against the wall, throwing a perfect hit without taking his eyes off me.

"Considering the fact that you are scared of a spider, you are in no position to warn me or threaten me." "I could be scared of these creatures but I found it easier to kill males like you than them," she pointed in the direction of the spider. "Maybe, I would love to die in your hands," my eyes bulge, is he crazy, how could he say that, "tell me, how are you going to kill me, which part of my body are you going to grab first?" She swallowed hard as his hand moved to her and his face fell to her. My eyes bulge, and he wants to kiss her but suddenly I heard a growl, it was alpha Zeus, "what the fuck?" He growls, clutching his groin. Jena just hit him on his groin, I wanted to approach them be

Fortunately; their webs weren't corrosive as Phil could feel them hitting his face. The spiderlings tried to crawl from the long webs that were stuck on Phil, crawling in mass towards him trying to trap him more. Phil tried brushing off those that managed to crawl over to him, squishing those who were clinging persistently. 200 meters left, Phil was near the exit, he was now almost covered by the black liquid the spiderlings produce when they were squished, the smell was like that of a rotting corpse and sticky like thick syrup. Some of it entered Phil's mouth and he gagged because of it making him almost fall and stumble in the ocean of spiderlings, the taste was like rotting meat that was

I mumbled. “What's a kissing spell?” he sounded curious. “Oh, that?” I laughed faintly, “Just a family curse… In short, I kissed you. Now, if you don't kiss me back before my 30th birthday, I will die… or I can give up on my magic…” I chuckled and looked at him. He became serious. He moved closer to me. “Is that all? All I have to do is kiss you?” he slowly leaned over me. “N-no…” I gulped seeing his face inches away from mine, “You… would have to feel something towards me… The kiss should carry equally intense emotions… as the ones I felt when I gave you mine…”

“You twist everything. Even chains sound like gifts when you speak.” For a heartbeat, silence stretched. Then Dante bent lower, his lips close to her ear. “That’s because gifts and chains are the same in my world. What matters is how you wear them.” He straightened, studying her like a king deciding if a pawn might yet become a queen. Finally, he took her hand, not with violence but with unnerving ceremony. He lifted it to his lips and pressed a slow kiss against her knuckles. The heat of it burned deeper than any threat.

She took a moment to glance around while he was curled up on the ground trying to get his bearings as he got to his feet. She didn’t wait, she let out a feral growl and jumped on his back when he was about half-way up. Her arm went around his neck, choking him, her legs wrapping around his waist. She was like a little spider-monkey, refusing to release her grip, even as he launched himself backward, driving her into the ground with force.

Lower jaw unhinging and falling away, face split virtually in half, his maw gaped nightmarishly open so that the wanderers could come— Spiders spilled from him, pouring from the grotesque orifice as though being forced out from deep within. The cinnamon-haired girl’s eyes flew open in mortal dread, her whimpers rising into high, jerking stifled screams which caught in the back of her throat. The long-legged things scurried over the doomed teenager, swaying back and forth upon her before striking with frothy fangs.

I already have him in a chokehold, and when my mind does catch up with images of him bedding my future wife, a jealous fire ignites in the pit of my stomach, evoking the animal within me to surface. Stuart strides backward towards the door, leveraging my body as his support. His feet ascend the door, compelling me to relax my grip around his neck. In a swift motion, he executes a backflip, using his hands to sweep my feet off the ground. “Fucking spider monkey!” I growl, feeling a little winded after having my ass handed to me, and I’m left lying on the floor looking up at the ceiling.