around time miles got into college, they realized that this whole ‘living in different universes’ thing kinda sucked. and there wasn’t much left for penny in her homeland anyway (may dead! memories wiped! bad time!), so packing up and making one final trip wasn’t too hard. it was nice to have an apartment of her own, one that miles could crash at whenever. finding work was a little tricky: her degree didn’t mean anything, the bugle didn’t exist here, she didn’t have any connections. but hey, penny parker was a personable and friendly girl, she knew video games and cosplay, and twitch and tiktok were just as popular here as back home, thank fuck.
time passed. spider-man and spider-girl beat the bad guys. they grew up, got older, changed - miles shot up a few inches, penny filled out more. (her viewers appreciated it). they goofed off, argued about dumb nerdy shit, had a lot of fun sex, tried new things, everything a couple should do. and if the fact that miles was dating a smoking hot twitch streamer ever went to his head, he didn’t show it.
well, that was a lie. it showed a lot: every grin when she leaned forward, every smack on the ass, every time one or the other gave wake-up head. every time he had a suggestion for her outfit when they went out with friends, or for another cosplay. every possessive wink he gave the webcam. they joked about “stress relief” and his “hot thot girlfriend,” and at some point it just…stopped being a joke. not that penny cared much. why would she? miles was great, he dicked her down regularly, and her ass looked amazing in tight shorts.
friday night is their agreed, set-in-stone date night. unless the city’s in active danger, the spiders don’t go out, miles doesn’t have class, penny doesn’t stream, and they spend time together. might be a movie, might be gaming, might just be marathon sex. tonight, miles has a new idea: let’s go out - to a club, yeah? pretend we don’t know each other and hook up. could be fun.
and it is. penny’s dress flaunts what she’s got, and even if she wasn’t out with her boyfriend, she wouldn’t have trouble finding some attention. he buys her a drink, she smiles, they dance. penny grinds against him so much he almost comes in his pants right there - but instead, he drags her into a bathroom and fucks her mouth until her eyeliner’s smudged. she swallows, gets ready to ask him wanna come back to my place? before miles grabs at her hair again.
round two it is.
by the time they’re back at the apartment, penny’s red-faced and panting with how horny she is, and miles’ grip on her waist has only gotten more possessive. they’re making out, nipping each others lips, touching chests, and miles has her pinned up against the entryway wall, and his hand cracks against her ass. ]
Is this what you’re thinking about, baby? [ crack. ] When you’re - [ crack. ] Fucking gooning it to my streams?
[ god, she loves her boyfriend so much. “meet your twitch crush and make her beg for it” is such a hot fantasy. ]
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@spiderversal - college years
Date: 2025-12-14 11:46 pm (UTC)around time miles got into college, they realized that this whole ‘living in different universes’ thing kinda sucked. and there wasn’t much left for penny in her homeland anyway (may dead! memories wiped! bad time!), so packing up and making one final trip wasn’t too hard. it was nice to have an apartment of her own, one that miles could crash at whenever. finding work was a little tricky: her degree didn’t mean anything, the bugle didn’t exist here, she didn’t have any connections. but hey, penny parker was a personable and friendly girl, she knew video games and cosplay, and twitch and tiktok were just as popular here as back home, thank fuck.
time passed. spider-man and spider-girl beat the bad guys. they grew up, got older, changed - miles shot up a few inches, penny filled out more. (her viewers appreciated it). they goofed off, argued about dumb nerdy shit, had a lot of fun sex, tried new things, everything a couple should do. and if the fact that miles was dating a smoking hot twitch streamer ever went to his head, he didn’t show it.
well, that was a lie. it showed a lot: every grin when she leaned forward, every smack on the ass, every time one or the other gave wake-up head. every time he had a suggestion for her outfit when they went out with friends, or for another cosplay. every possessive wink he gave the webcam. they joked about “stress relief” and his “hot thot girlfriend,” and at some point it just…stopped being a joke. not that penny cared much. why would she? miles was great, he dicked her down regularly, and her ass looked amazing in tight shorts.
friday night is their agreed, set-in-stone date night. unless the city’s in active danger, the spiders don’t go out, miles doesn’t have class, penny doesn’t stream, and they spend time together. might be a movie, might be gaming, might just be marathon sex. tonight, miles has a new idea: let’s go out - to a club, yeah? pretend we don’t know each other and hook up. could be fun.
and it is. penny’s dress flaunts what she’s got, and even if she wasn’t out with her boyfriend, she wouldn’t have trouble finding some attention. he buys her a drink, she smiles, they dance. penny grinds against him so much he almost comes in his pants right there - but instead, he drags her into a bathroom and fucks her mouth until her eyeliner’s smudged. she swallows, gets ready to ask him wanna come back to my place? before miles grabs at her hair again.
round two it is.
by the time they’re back at the apartment, penny’s red-faced and panting with how horny she is, and miles’ grip on her waist has only gotten more possessive. they’re making out, nipping each others lips, touching chests, and miles has her pinned up against the entryway wall, and his hand cracks against her ass. ]
Is this what you’re thinking about, baby? [ crack. ] When you’re - [ crack. ] Fucking gooning it to my streams?
[ god, she loves her boyfriend so much. “meet your twitch crush and make her beg for it” is such a hot fantasy. ]