The MTV music awards were being held in New York this year and as luck would have it the Daily Bugle needed a photojournalist to be there. Peter Parker was finally going to get to see Christina Aguilera up close and personal and photograph her.
Peter dressed in a nice tux and waited patiently behind the curtains photographing the singing stars as they came offstage from either presenting, performing or accepting an award. Finally there she was, the hot little blonde vixen that had shed the teenie bopper image and was now all sensual woman.
His eyes widened as he stood there getting as many pictures of this foxy 22 year old as possible. She had recently appeared in a few magazines less than fully clothed and he wondered if he played his cards right if he could interest her in doing a photo shoot with him.
"Christina, Christina," the girls in charge of make-up and hair were calling to her vying for a moment of prep time. Tonight the singing sensation had her hair fluffed and the black dyed wisps of hair played through her blonde main giving her that grunge look while maintaining an aura of sheer sexuality.
Christina disappeared from view for a while and Peter went back to snapping photos of the other celebrities and singing stars for a while. It was nearly Christina's performance time and out of the background she walked. A thin little miniskirt, and a tight little blouse that hid nothing of her well formed chest. Peter saw a glint of metal catch the light against her blouse and he zoomed the camera in and could see a hoop piercing her nipple. Quickly he snapped off a few shots before she could notice his camera focused on her.
Peter watched as the young woman walked on stage and at once his spidey senses came alive. They tingled and he knew something was amiss and he would be needing to duck out in a moments time. Just as the thought hit and he stepped into a darkened corner the lights in radio city music hall went out. Screams and shrieks of terror wailed through the night and within seconds Peter had shed his tux and was standing in his Spiderman outfit and pulling the mask over his face to conceal his identity.
He felt the threat was towards Christina so he leapt up onto the stage and directly behind her. Wrapping an arm around her as she screamed he spun a web towards the ceiling and quickly scaled it with her beneath an arm. With the lights out it was difficult for the moment to see the threat immediately but within seconds he heard gunfire and could see the muzzles of guns in the audience blazing as they shot out round after round where she had just been standing.
This was no time to stay in the area so Spidey quickly spun another web and swung to the balcony across from the stage sitting Christina down he scanned the crowd for the assailants and was rewarded instantly with another few bursts of gunshots. Spiderman launched himself into the air spinning a web and swinging down right where the bursts had emitted from. Touching down just behind that area he reached out and grabbed the man to his left and one to his right and ripped the guns from their grasps.
He spun a web around the two and left a little card that said courtesy of your friendly neighborhood Spiderman on them before returning the balcony to check on a now semi conscious Christina. Apparently she had passed out when he had startled her and hefted her up into the air with him. She smiled up at him as he kneeled beside her.
"Are you all right Christina?" he asked worriedly. "I...I.. I think so Spiderman," she spoke a bit groggily. It seemed she may have been dazed more than he expected and rather than have her stay here and have to face reporters and questioning Spiderman decided to take her to his own special little safe haven.
He had recently purchased the whole building he had his photography loft and lab set up in and renovated the bottom floors so that he would be able to reside in some comfort. He had one floor already done and Mary Jane his girlfriend already new that. But he also had almost fully refurbished the next floor and only he had a key to gain entrance into that level. He blindfolded the little vixen and swung out from the balcony of and towards a fire exit. Once there he swung out into the night and from building to building until he arrived home. Setting Christina down on the fire escape he opened a window and led her inside.
She hadn't spoken since confirming her stability, but she had made little noises during the duration of their swinging over the city below. Once safely inside he removed her blindfold and sat her on the futon sitting against the wall. He had decided to make this level an extra for his photo shoots only with a room theme for bondage and in the next room a soft bedroom setting.
