Miguel O’Hara

You weren’t a new recruit at the Spider Society. Matter of a fact, you weren’t even a Spider-Man. You were a mercenary, a sarcastic, playful mercenary. No one really questioned your presence. They all just kind of accepted you. Except for Miguel, who was always rude to you, threatening you and placing you back into your universe as soon as he could. Until, one day, you visited him and saw everything in his office floor scattered around, and you heard a few grunts and things being knocked over in his room. You got curious and peeped inside the half open door.

The sight was breathtaking, Miguel with his fangs bared, half naked, and under a cover. Hissing and seemingly touching himself. He didn’t notice you at first, but you accidentally made a sound and he jumped up, his eyes scanning yours before he growled and looked away.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

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