As Peter continued his climbing the towering blonde, memories of the night previous came flooding back. He and Gwen had a date night at Coney Island that eventually culminated in them coming back to his place for a little extra fun.
It wasn't too often he got to enjoy life outside the suit as Peter Parker, so last night had been a godsend. He really needed it and judging by the way Gwen kissed him and held him close when they walked through the door, she needed it too.
The spider-themed superhero almost reached the apex of his climb when all of a sudden, he felt a tingle in the back of his head. "Spider-sense! Danger!"
He couldn't understand why his spider-sense decided now of all times to go off, but the answer soon came when he felt the blonde's body shift. He heard her mumble in her sleep and looked up to see her hand rising high into the sky.
"Crap!" He cursed before trying to move as fast as he could. Unfortunately for him his size couldn't compete with Gwen's. Her hand came down and slapped the area where he'd been crawling, sending a shockwave across her smooth skin.
The impact combined with the deafening sound of skin against skin caused Peter to lose focus and instinctively grab his ears as if that would somehow mitigate the ringing. He fell from his perch and went tumbling down the bed.
The landing itself wasn't painful as how could a pillow be painful to a tiny man. It was on an angle however and very soft which caused him to bounce and roll across the sheets and mattress.
Eventually he did come to a complete stop as a fold in the sheets managed to break his momentum. He groaned as he sat up and felt more than a little dizzy from the experience, like the first time he went on a rollercoaster.
"At least you didn't fall off the bed, Parker." He said to himself. Too bad for him that the old Parker luck wasn't about to turn... Gwen was. He heard the creaks of the mattress and felt his spider-sense once again rear its ugly head.
He turned to look behind him and felt his blood run cold. He'd been so dizzied he hadn't realized where he tumbled down to. He'd fallen off Gwen's back, bounced off a pillow, and tumbled all the way down right next to the blonde's butt.
"Oh no." He whispered. His fight or flight instincts began to kick in and it was no contest that his flight instincts won out. He tried to run but he just wasn't fat enough and the dip in the mattress due to Gwen's weight did him no favors.
A dark shadow fell over the shrunken superhero before his date's rear end came down upon him like a bomb. To the normal sized Gwen Stacy all she'd done was roll over in her sleep. To Peter it felt as if he'd been steamrolled by a mountain.
The giant was lying flat on her back, completely unaware that she had the spectacular Spider-Man flattened between her cheeks. Peter squirmed and squirmed, but he couldn't break free. He tried calling out as well but his voice was muffled.
His luck really did suck. He was going to have to wait for Gwen to get up before he could go anywhere. Either that or he could keep trying to wiggle his way to freedom. What was the best course of action? "Think Parker..."
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