Nightly Patrol

The Amazing Spider-Man & Songbird
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“Nightly Patrol”


Disclaimer: The characters in this fanfic are not my property, but rather the property of the Marvel Comics group and related holdings. I am merely borrowing them to tell this story, and express the occasional opinion. Spider-Man and Songbird/Screaming Mimi are not my property, nor are any of their enemies or allies.

Author’s Note: Some of what happens in this story may not seem to make sense at first, but the ending will make things quite clear, if you read that far.
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EDIT: Okay, this was recently brought to my attention in a review - this story takes place in an alternate continuity, where Peter Parker did not marry Mary Jane as he did originally, but instead was single for most of that time period, still suffering through the plans of Norman Osborn at the Clone Saga, but as he wasn't married, he never lost his powers, and ended up taking over as the Scarlet Spider to join the Thunderbolts, partly because he wanted to keep an eye on them (Which was easy, considering at the time the Scarlet Spider identity's reputation was smeared by Lady Octopus), and partly because he and Songbird had shared a connection in their team-ups, which happened occasionally. Here, when Hawkeye joined the team, Scarlet revealed he was the original Spidey, though he did think he was a clone at the time, and started a relationship with Songbird. This story is set in that continuity, and the main fanfic this is spun off is is called "SpiderMan & Songbird: Brand New Day" on Fanfiction.net, though it's not that far yet. I'm sorry for any confusion this may have caused. And yes, the Spider-Man in this story, all they way through, is Peter Parker, the original.
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Just another night in New York City, it seemed; what with the homeless and drug dealers and regular people wandering the streets. A strange woman passed by them all, a look of intense concentration on her face. She was strange in that she was wearing a costume…a rather strange one: it consisted of a greenish-blue sleeveless leotard, with a light green collar worn around her neck that flared out, light green long gloves, green angled stockings, and darker green boots with a trim similar to that she wore around her neck. Her face was painted white with a special make up, that wouldn’t run or wash off without the proper treatment of cleanser, a black line going vertically down over each eye, dark red lips, and messy short white hair. This was the supervillian known as Screaming Mimi, A.K.A Melissa Joan Gold, and tonight she was strapped for cash.

Her intended target was a 24/7 banking service in the city, not too far from Central Park. Since it was so late, she didn’t think that anyone would be around to get in her way. However, before she made it to the front door, there came a thwip noise, and a sticky whitish grey substance hit the door in front of her, causing her to back off. The girl looked up, and cursed softly as she saw, hanging from a streetlight, the rather recognizable superhero Spider-Man.

“Aw, crap…” She muttered, before taking off in the direction of the park, deftly avoiding any cars that got in the way – two, both taxis, hit the brakes as she darted past them, just barely hitting her – and soon made her way into the park, heading for the deep woods, the red and blue costumed superhero chasing after her on his weblines, closing the gap between them in a matter of moments.

“Aww, come on, Meems! I can’t smell that bad – I just took a shower this morning!” He quipped, in a sing-song, half-serious voice, a little grin on his face as he followed her into the woods, and began moving through the treetops, bounding from branch to branch and using his spider-sense to track her. After getting in fairly deep, he could hear the sound of her drawing breath, perhaps preparing to use her sonic scream, at which point he moved his left hand quickly, and shot a webline into the dark, and yanked, somewhat hard. “Gotcha!”

“Urk!” came the reply as the supervillianess was pulled out of the shadows, hands clawing at the ‘noose’ that was around her throat, eyes wide as she realized what a mess she had gotten herself into. He then fired off more webbing, covering her mouth before she could do anything else, and pulled the first webbing away from her throat, causing her to sigh in relief.

“Okay, time to cart you off, l’il missy,” he said in a Southern drawl, before she backed up, and shook her head, before motioning to her mouth. “Uhm, what? You know I can’t understand signs, right?” Frustrated, she pulled at the webbing on her mouth, and gave him a glare. “Okay, fine, I’ll take it off, but don’t try anything…I’ll know.” He gently pulled the webbing away from her mouth, though she still made a soft sound of pain. “What is it?”

“L-look…don’t take me to the police…I’ll…make it worth your while…” she said, softly, eyes watering a bit. The hero cocked his head, and then shook it.

“You know it doesn’t work like that, Meems. I caught you, you go to jail.”

“Please! You don’t know what it’s like in there! I’ll do ANYTHING!” The fear in her voice was noticeable, her eyes watering more, as she brought her hands together, giving him a pleading look.

“Anything?” Though it went against his grain to do this, he had an amusing thought, thinking he’d see how serious she was. “Alright then…if you’ll do anything…give me a blowjob.”

“H-huh?” Mimi looked startled at that, eyes going wide. She hadn’t expected to hear that, especially from someone who seemed so white bread. “You’re kidding…right?” It wasn’t that she didn’t know what to do – of course she had her fair share of experience, considering the life she had to lead – it just seemed so odd to be doing out in the open like this…and with a superhero, no less.

“Well, if you’re not being honest with me, I can take you away right now…” he said, mock-seriously, though the effect on her was noticeable, as a thin sweat began to bead on her forehead, and she moved in closer to him, biting her lower lip a little as she slowly dropped to her knees, and, her fingers probing his waistline, attempted to find the separation in his costume that marked where the top ended and the pants began. Underneath the mask, Spider-Man’s eyes went wide, as he didn’t expect things to get this far…but the intoxicating smell of Mimi’s perfume, and the feeling of her hands gliding along his body made up his mind for him, it seemed, as his member began to stir, and strained against his boxers somewhat…also making it easier for the villainess to find his pants.

With a deep breath, she pulled them down, along with his boxers…and stared, a bit startled. He was a fairly impressive size, even if he was only partially erect. She certainly hadn’t seen one quite that big, but then again, most guys she had been with were normal, or less than average. She was certainly going to have a hard time with this particular penis…

She began to stroke the member with her right hand’s fingers, running the gloved digits along the underside of the length, while her left hand moved down to caress his balls. She was making sure to be careful here, since she figured simply grabbing him hard wouldn’t immobilize him, and then he’d probably beat the crap out of her…she didn’t figure him as the type to do anything worse than be violent…but she wasn’t gonna push her luck – if giving him head would get her off the hook, then by god, she was going to give him the best possible blowjob she could give him. His left hand went down to stroke her short white locks, while she moved her head in, and began licking the head, pulling back the foreskin as the cock stiffened more in her gentle, surprisingly adept hands continued to stroke and massage, her right hand finally wrapping around his length, and began moving up and down in a firm pumping motion, picking up her pace when she heard him moan, a slightly satisfied look on her face as she did – if nothing else, she’d certainly have a story to tell the others if she got caught again.

When he was hard enough, she kissed the head softly, before parting her lips, allowing her tongue to move out and lick at the tip, running along the slit on the head, and then, after taking a deep breath, she took the head into her mouth, and began sucking on it, her tongue rubbing against the head some as she did, her right hand still pumping around the exposed part of his member, while her left squeezed his sack a little, rubbing her fingers against his balls. As he moaned louder, and placed a hand on her head, she found herself startled again when he started to push more of himself into her mouth, catching her by surprise, which was made clear with her startled, muffled sound of protest.

For his part, the costumed adventurer was beginning to get lost in the pleasurable sensations (He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been with anyone, and it was certainly his first time doing this…with a villain, no less…), biting his own lower lip as a thin sweat began to break out over his body, his engorged member throbbing in Mimi’s mouth, oozing some clear precum onto her tongue, which she tasted, curiously, and then resumed her sucking, moving her head down more on the shaft, taking it in deeper, moving the hand wrapped around it down until it was at the base of the impressive shaft. Then she began to bob her head up and down as she sucked, slowly at first, though she picked up her pace after a few moments, sucking rather noisily by this point.

“Ohhhh!” he cried out, finally, as she just kept on going, her saliva dribbling down his length now, her head bobbing back and forth quickly now, before slowing down, and going more sensually, and, teasingly, began to hum, using her power of subharmonics to send a pleasurable tingle running through him, which had the end result of making the hero’s knees go week. “Damn…” he panted, breathing somewhat heavily through his mask right now, stroking her white hair more as she sucked away, before he groaned softly, tensing up. Mimi gave him a look, then her eyes went wide as she attempted to pull off, but only to find his hands were keeping her head in place, and with a sudden muffled yelp on her part, Spider-Man came, filling the songstress’ mouth full of cum, which make her cough until she swallowed, some trailing down her chin. He pulled out of her mouth, panting, as she removed her hand from the base of his shaft…which prompted the last of his cum to splurt out, splattering on her face and in her hair.

“H-hey! That was totally uncalled for!” She spat, giving him an indignant look…which resulted in his laughing at her. “Oh, now what’s so funny?”

“Heh heh...that look on your face is priceless…”

She hmphed, and was about to tell him off when she was blinded by a sudden flash, and, when her eyes cleared, she saw he had just taken a picture of her, messy face and all, with a portable camera that had been melted on the side of his belt, much to her embarrassment. “H-hey! What was that for?!”

“Well, it’s in case you try anything in the future…I’ll just let it circulate, and no one’ll hire you or anything again.” He said, teasingly, putting the camera back on his belt, mortifying the white haired girl. “But if you really want it that bad…” He grinned a little, and the villainess sighed, and reached back to unzip her leotard, and slid it off, exposing her attractive, curved, and toned body. Consequently she was blinded by another flash from the camera.

“Quit it!” She shook a gloved fist at him, forgetting to cover herself, her breasts bouncing with the sudden motion, before she realized it and covered her chest, blushing deeply beneath the makeup. “Now what…?”

“Turn around, and get on all fours for me…” he motioned with a hand, spinning his finger and nodding a bit. With a defeated sigh, Mimi did as she was told, cursing a bit under her breath, cursing the fate that had led her into this mess, spreading her legs a bit and pushing her backside up into the air a little, thinking to get this over with as soon as possible. “Oh, very nice. This is going to be a lot of fun…” He said, somewhat smugly, getting into the situation now as he placed his hands on her shapely backside, and gave it a squeeze, a firm one, making her squeal in surprise, before she gritted her teeth at feeling the tip of his shaft pressing up against her sex – which was surprisingly damp at the moment, which meant that, in some what, she was enjoying this a bit too much, though she was restraining herself to not act like a total slut.

And then, without any warning, he pushed into her, the large member spreading her smaller pussy open wide, as the head thrust into her, the hero sinking the entire shaft into her in one sudden thrust, her entire body tensing as she let out a sharp cry…and with her sonic powers, it was enough to make the superhero behind her wince as he slapped his hands over his ears.

“Agh! Quiet down, or I’ll gag you again!” he snapped, a bit annoyed at her, slapping her backside as her eyes began to water from the discomfort she was in right now, definitely not used to having a cock rammed into her all at one, hard and deep enough to graze her cervix.

“S-sorry…” she whispered, gripping the grass beneath her tightly as he began to move, pulling out most of the way before pushing back in, his hands on her hips and using said hands to pull her in close as he slid back into her, making her start to moan and pant, and make other sounds of pleasure as he continued this rhythmic rocking motion, his member throbbing inside of her, her sex tugging on his shaft and practically holding it in place as he continued to pump into her. “Uh! Uh! Uh!” The sounds were soft and almost melodious, though the songstress was still feeling some discomfort, as this also happened to be her first time with someone who happened to have enhanced strength and durability, which was showing, considering his member happened to feel harder than a rock, while her own insides were nice and soft.

“Uhhn!” He stiffened a bit, before picking up his pace again, going fairly fast, but not fast enough to cause any serious harm (though it would make his current partner rather sore after he was finished), though it was hard enough to jar Mimi’s hands and making her fall forward, her arms managing to get into position so that her forehead landed there instead of on the ground. She attempted to pull herself back up, but found herself pushed down again as Spider-Man put his hand on her back, keeping her down as he thrust in as deep and hard as he could with her, eliciting a soft cry of pleasure from the villainess, whose sex had become wetter and wetter, which had made things easier for the hero pumping into her, her fluids running down her thighs and onto the ground. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore, and cried out, somewhat loudly.

“Ohhhhhhh!” she cried as she climaxed, her girl juices flowing out of her, practically gushing, it seemed, drenching the masked man’s shaft just moments before he came himself, filling up her pussy, and perhaps her womb, with his seed, pulling out of her and letting her fall to the grass, the mild discomfort she was feeling going away now. “Ohhh…are we….are we done?” she asked, tiredly, only to see the parts of his mask around his mask turning up into a wicked smile, a sinking feeling coming over the white-faced girl.

He picked up, putting her arm around his neck, and lowered her down onto his member again…except this time, he pushed into her anal passage, causing her to scream out in pain.

“Ahhhhgh! Jesus!” She screeched, eyes watering profusely now as Spider-Man began bouncing her up and down his still-rock hard member, driving it deep into her anus, stretching the hole open wide as she clung to his neck, his arms lifting her up as he stood, easily supporting her weight during the strain of the sex, though the former Master of Evil was definitely regretting making this deal at the moment, sharp cries of pain escaping her lips, her cheeks warm and damp, though the composition of her makeup made it impossible to run. “Oww! Ow! Ow!” She would gasp, though the pain soon began to turn into pleasure, which resulted in her moaning rather lustfully, still holding onto his neck tightly, sweat dripping down her face, as well as the earlier moisture, her breasts bouncing and jiggling rather vigorously, her sex still dripping wet, and only getting wetter. “Ohhhhh….yes….” She found herself saying under her breath, hoping the other wouldn’t hear her…but the snicker she could hear meant that indeed he did, and she winced as he picked up his pace, with the distinct feeling she was going to tear in two. “Ugh! C-careful! You’ll split me in half, you idiot!”

“Oh, no I won’t…I’ve done this before…”

“You’ve…done this before?” Mimi was a bit stunned at that, wondering now just how many people had gone through the wringer like this before her, and then, for an instant, how many people would go through this AFTER her.

“Well, not with a wanted felon, of course…but with my last girlfriend…” he shrugged, his own costume sticking to his body from the sweat he was giving off, which meant that the material was becoming rather itchy, though he was more focused on getting off again than he was on taking care of the costume.

“Oh…ohhhhhhh!” She cried out, as the intense pleasure, and other sensations running through her, caused her to cum again, her fluids falling to the ground and forming a little puddle, as well as a bit of mud as a result of the liquid, her back arching as she pressed up against his chest. With a shuddering moan, he found himself orgasming as well, and fell to his knees, eliciting a cry of pain from Mimi. “Ow! You dunce!” She said, good humoredly.

“Oh, give me a break, Mel…” He said, rather plaintively, as he pulled off his mask, exposing his short brown hair, which was messy and tussled, sweat dripping from his now red face, while the woman pulled off her white wig, letting her long white and red hair fall down over her back, as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“I know, Pete…You didn’t mean to fall down like that…but would you do me a favor?”

“Anything…”

“Please get your dick out of my butt…it seriously hurts.”

“Oh, sorry.” With that, he lifted her up, pulling out of her with an audible pop, the two falling back against the grass, next to one another, and then snuggling against each other with a chuckle.

“You really caught me by surprise with that one…granted, it wasn’t my first time with anal sex, but definitely my first time with a dick as hard as yours…”

“Well, don’t worry….I won’t do it again.”

“Oh, it’s not that…I did enjoy it, a bit…just don’t go so hard on me…” she smiled, kissing him softly on the lips, and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Sure thing, Mel.”

Melissa looked up then, and blinked a bit, and giggled softly. “I think we should get dressed before someone sees us…and I’m gonna want those pictures, hon.”

“Can’t I keep them?”

“When hell freezes over, Pete. When hell freezes over.”
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End Notes: There you have it. Told you things would be explained, and they were – sorta. Let me know what you think…and you may see more of this pairing in the future.