She was forcing back a laugh behind the web as Peter began to peal it off of her face, yes it was sticky there was no doubt about that and no wonder it could hold someone against a wall; had Peter not been fast enough, it probably would have hardened on her face than that would be an awkward thing to try to explain to Aunt May when they got home. As he pulled back the web, she related the removal to that of his mask, she gave him the respect he deserved by not revealing his identity only to have it ripped off by Rick who was determined to kill both of them, it turns out he would have gotten a two for one deal had Peter not thought quick enough to get himself and her out of the way.

His lips pressed against hers just made her heart skip beats again, she liked him so much that this feeling of being together was still unreal to her. Once he got the gunk off of her face and threw it to the side she leaned into the kiss, her deep blue eyes closed and her tongue meeting with his until he pulled back. His words made her laugh, she leaned in, giving him quick peeks as she spoke. “To me,” kiss, “It feels,” kiss, “Like seconds,” kiss. Then she pulled back, a playful twinkle in her eyes, “Time does fly when you’re having fun.” Her hands moved into his hair as she played with it a bit. “Should we… tell Aunt May and my parents about us?” She asked in a whisper, as if it was a secret as she placed her forehead against his. “I want to do whatever makes my hero, my Peter, feel comfortable.” Yes ‘my peter’ was a phrase she loved saying!