Peter would normally have these nightmares now adays. Things people could fantasize about and freak out... but the bad thing about Peter's life is that those nightmares could turn in to reality super quick. He would constantly dream about standing in front of Uncle Ben, him whispering how it was his fault. He would dream of seeing people he couldn't save, people who threatened his loved one's lives... but the darkest of them all were the ones where he would walk in to a black ooz filled room, hearing the dark breathing of Venom, and the cackling of the Green Goblin, and seeing Lexi's lifeless eyes staring at him, forever frozen in the hope that Peter would save her just in time... He hated that one so much that he was afraid to go to sleep. Even when he and Black Cat would say goodnight and call it quits, he would often swing around for the whole night, or until he passed out on a rooftop...
The first time in a while though, Peter slept, and he didn't have a bad dream whatsoever. He woke to the feeling of fingertips playing with his bare toned muscles, and a warm kiss to his cold lips. He woke up to see the black haired goddess smiling at him. He gave a groggy smile and closed his eyes again. "morning... Pancakes sound good..." He said softly. Normally he would be up and ready to be with her... but after the sleepless nights, and the feel of her skin on his, he didn't want to be anywhere else, especially when he knew just how cold it was outside. he hoped his tiredness didn't show though, as he lied there with his eyes closed. "How'd you sleep, kitty kat?" Peter asked with a groggy smirk, playfully teasing her because of her alter ego.
The first time in a while though, Peter slept, and he didn't have a bad dream whatsoever. He woke to the feeling of fingertips playing with his bare toned muscles, and a warm kiss to his cold lips. He woke up to see the black haired goddess smiling at him. He gave a groggy smile and closed his eyes again. "morning... Pancakes sound good..." He said softly. Normally he would be up and ready to be with her... but after the sleepless nights, and the feel of her skin on his, he didn't want to be anywhere else, especially when he knew just how cold it was outside. he hoped his tiredness didn't show though, as he lied there with his eyes closed. "How'd you sleep, kitty kat?" Peter asked with a groggy smirk, playfully teasing her because of her alter ego.