She yelped as he pulled her closer, giggling, splashing the bath water a bit to get more comfortable (and to bring more bubbles over, blowing on them), before dramatically rolling her eyes at him. ‘I can switch schools, Peter. Empire State ALSO does criminal justice...though...no athletics which is a totes let down. But Columbia does athletics...but no CJ...but I already have the required credits for the NYPD….so I could switch majors...again!”
She frowned as he put a finger to her lips, before sticking her tongue out and licking it so she could speak. “I still want webshooters! And I can keep my costume, silly, just change the corset to green and the bird to a question mark so there! Some genius!”
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“Sounds to me like you can’t just switch schools, if you’re going to be the Cheerleading Cop this city needs,” Peter grinned as he pulled her a bit more into his lap just as he kissed her lips again, and down along her chin, something about her just made it impossible not to find his lips on her at some point, obviously.
He then leaned back and grinned, “Well sure, but green’s kind of not always my favorite color. Between Green Goblin, Doctor Octopus always wearing green, Scorpion; hell, even Adrian Toomes wears green as The Vulture. I mean come on, that color’s got ‘kill Spider-Man’ written all over it.”
His hand ran up and down her back some, brushing along her bare skin as he tilted his head to the side, “Plus, Sparrow is animal-themed, makes us quite the pair. Now, if you’re going to switch schools, we need to make sure there’s one that works for you.”
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She purred as he brushed over her skin, melting against him. “Mmm, and I thought you hated being a pair…” she said, grinning, kissing his cheek before kicking her feet. “Well, there’s Rutgers...but that’s a two hour commute every day on the train back to Jersey…”
She peered up at him. “Would you survive not seeing me for two whole hours daily?”
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“I never said that, I said it’s probably not a good idea because it gives things away, but hated never left my mouth,” Peter grinned and kissed her again softly, then shrugged, “Well I suppose for your dreams, I could manage, probably not well, but I could. Though, it’d actually be four hours right? I mean, two there, two back? Or is it two in all? I don’t know, I know very little about Rutgers.”
“How about you, could you survive?”
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“Mmm, you know..Sparrows eat spiders…” she teased, giving him an evil little grin. “Might make you re-think having me as part of your pair…” She then shook her head. “One hour there, one hour back, thus, two hours! Oh my goshies! They have the cutest uniforms and are ranked pretty well...oh...wait, the school...no idea.”
She gave a weeping cry, clinging to him. “No! I must keep you with me forever and evers! You’re just going to have to switch schools!”
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“The cutest huh? Is it bad that I look forward to you showing me just how cute?” Peter quipped, leaning back against the back wall of the tub while staring at her, “I think I can maybe handle myself, so you go right ahead and try to ‘eat’ me, though I don’t really know what that might entail. It’s either incredibly fun sounding, or it’s incredibly terrifying sounding.”
Grin, he shook his head, “Nope, can’t switch school. Gotham just doesn’t have the science program for me.”
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“But...if I show you how cute...you might get it dirty like you did my breasts,” she said, running a fingernail down his chest before giggling. She shifted on him, looking down at him before lowering her mouth and biting his neck gently, sucking on the flesh to make it nice and purple, a matching mark to the one on his stomach.
She then sat back to admire her work, making sure she was low enough that she wasn’t pushing his head underwater. “I meant you switching to Rutgers, silly...huh, if I suck a little more on the right...you’d have a bat signal…”