Peter Parker in this story will be more of an Anti-hero than an actual villain, like the Red Hood only with super powers. His personality will be similar to that when he's under the symbiot's influence or wearing the Black Suit when he's Spider-man which he will have.

Basically he's you're 'not so friendly neighborhood Spider-man' that will leave you broken and bleeding and occasionally dead rather than beaten and humiliated. As Peter he'll try to stay the awkward but occasionally confident guy but will let the symbiot get to him

I'm also making this story a harem fic. Que eye rolls and the 'big surprise' comments. The harem will be made up of Gotham women including Rochelle Wayne. They are Black Canary, Huntress, Vikki Vale, Zatanna, Wonder Woman, Catwoman, Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy

And to those wondering who the hell Rochelle Wayne is, she's the younger sister from a Batman elseworld story that's set during the French Revolution or around that time and she discovered Bruce was Batman and became his Robin. So there ya go!

Rochelle Wayne has been Batwoman for a little over five years, she's already adopted Dick Grayson who's been Robin for a little over a two and a half years is now beginning to enter that stage where he'll eventually leave and become Nightwing.

Also warning Lime/Lemon in this chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or Dc characters seen, mentioned, or used in this story

'It's times like this where I hate keeping up appearances' thought the beautiful Rochelle Wayne as she was attending a charity ball.

She was currently dressed in a black strapless cocktail dress, black heels with her mother's pearl necklace and a pair of pearl earrings to complete the outfit. She was currently standing at the bar drinking a glass of iced water as she absently observed Gotham's elite mingle, flirt, threaten and socialize.

Normally she'd be out in the streets of Gotham at this time as Batwoman beating criminals to a bloodied pulp with Dick, but Alfred her butler/father figure/moral compass had advised she attend this party as it's been over a month since she's made any 'public appearances'.

Can't have people begin to wonder what she does in her spare time and have them discover her vigilante life style.

So she's created this image that shows her as a sort of klutz that likes big strong handsome men, likes to party and has no problem sleeping with either men or women, so long as they can give her a good time in bed. Alfred was less than pleased about that last one and Rochelle's been trying to cut back ever since she's taken in young Richard 'Dick' Grayson after his parents were killed in a trapeze accident that was caused by a man named Tony Zucco when Haley's circus refused to pay him a 'protection fee'.

Rochelle glanced at her phone's screen to see how much longer she'll have to stay at this party before she could ditch it and head back to Wayne manor without arousing suspicion and suit up for a night of patrol. Two Face was on the loose and Rochelle wanted to catch her former friend/ lover before winter begins to really set in. Even criminals hunker down during winter, especially I it's a bad one and already it was starting to snow outside

'Just another hour here and I can finally leave, I can make it' Rochelle thought as she placed her phone back in her black clutch before she noticed a man dressed in a nice suit emerge from the crowd and approach the bar.

He was 6'0 to her 5'10 and seemed to be early to mid-forties in terms of age. His chocolate brown hair was a bit messy but in a rather cute way. He was built in a way that made him seem like some sort of gymnast or perhaps a swimmer. He certainly looked in prime physical health. He was cute, she thought as the man gave her a polite nod before ordering a glass of water.

He didn't leave after accepting it and seemed content to just stand there at the bar with her. After several minutes of silence, the man looked towards her and seemed mildly surprised that she was still there, likely assuming she'd leave. He then held out his hand.

"Peter Parker…"

Rochelle flashed the man a slightly flirtatious smile as she took his hand with her own.

"Rochelle Wayne…"

She could feel that Peter had a strong grip, he wasn't crushing her hand or actively trying to demonstrate his strength, he just happened to have a firm grip is all. She could also feel his hands were pretty callused meaning that he was no stranger to hard work. She wondered if he could feel the same with her own hands

He released her hand and gave her a friendly smile "Yeah, kind of figured since half the women in here are glaring at you while almost every guy in here is undressing you with his eyes, married or not"

"Almost?" Rochelle said with a smile "Are you not one of them?"

She battered her eyelashes at him which in turn caused him to chuckle "No I'm afraid that I fall into that category. But I'm not married so I don't have to worry about sleeping on the couch tonight, assuming the wife lets me into the house"

"What does your girlfriend think of you speaking to me than?" Rochelle asked as she took a sip of her water and leaned against the counter

"Don't have one and before you ask, no boyfriend either. I'm here on my own" Peter said with a shrug as he drank more of his water

"Why's that?" Rochelle asked tilting her head slightly and exposed a bit more of her neck and shoulder to Peter. She might as well have some fun until the hour is up.

"This isn't the kind of company that you want to bring a date to" Peter gestured to the people before them

Rochelle made a 'hmm' sound as she took a sip of her water "And what kind of people are they Mr. Parker?"

For a brief moment she saw rage flash in his eyes when she said 'Mr. Parker' but it wasn't directed at her. He was quiet for a movement before responding

"It's Gotham City's elite, need I say more?" Peter said with a shrug before he placed his empty glass on the counter and gestured for another drink, this time whiskey

"I'm a member of Gotham's elite" Rochelle said with a raised brow

"You are" Peter said with a nod before taking his glass of whiskey and taking a sip of it "But your also different compared to these people"

"How so?" she questioned

"Well for one you've donated more money here tonight than anyone else" Peter said as he downed his glass in one go

"A couple million dollars isn't much for someone like me" Rochelle said with a casual shrug

"Yeah, but I've also noticed that you haven't mingled with many people her tonight like you would normally do at other parties hosted in say, Metropolis or New York" Peter said

Rochelle raised a brow in amusement "Stalker?"

"No observant. That and I have Twitter and you have a lot of followers" Peter said as he held up his phone to show that he was on his account "You should see snapchat"

Rochelle stared at him for a moment before checking the time to see that she still had over half an hour left. She looked around the room for a moment before taking Peter's refilled glass of whiskey and downing it in one gulp, much to the man's surprise if his surprised expression was anything to go by. She had to admit, the man had good taste in liquor

"Wow… looks like you needed that drink more than me!"

Rochelle gave him a saucy smirk as she placed the empty glass on the counter and grabbed his hand and her clutch began to pull him from the bar and towards a nearby doorway. She made sure several people noticed her actions, as she decided that if she was going to spend another half hour here she might as well have some fun and take this opportunity to keep up her appearance has a party girl that tends to sleep around a bit. Though Peter is quite a bit older than most of the men and women she's use to having she doesn't mind.

"Uh where are we going?" Peter asked as he let Rochelle drag him into a hallway before they made a left

"I'm taking us somewhere to fuck" she said with a purr as she scanned for a room that she and Peter could use

"Oh al- wait what!?" Peter said surprised "But there's a party going on!"

Rochelle found a spot, a woman's restroom, and pushed the door open and dragged Peter in before closing and locking the door before turning to a slightly blushing Peter. The sight was adorable she was willing to admit before she took a step towards him and pushed her body flush against his. She was actually surprised by how hard his body felt, but quickly schooled her expression into one of excitement as she looked up at Peter

"Peter would you rather fuck me, or go back out there and socialize with people old enough to be our grandparents?"

Peter cleared his throat nervously, this was not how he thought his night was going to go at all. "Well it's just, are you sure?"

Rochelle's response was to slam her lips against Peter's

Peter tensed slightly before his hands found their way to her hips and held her against him as their tongues began to battle for dominance.

'He's a pretty damn good kisser' Rochelle thought as she lifted a led and wrapped it around Peter's waist and began to grind up against him more. It didn't take long for his body to respond and she was quite pleased by the size she was feeling. He was definitely large than a vast majority of the men she's slept with

Rochelle began to move back while still kissing Peter until her rear touched the sink. Peter didn't waste any time in lifting her up and placing her on the cool countertop. Rochelle pulled out of the kiss and placed her small clutch next to her and began to remove his coat while he sent a trail of kisses down her neck in a way that almost caused her to shiver in pleasure alone

"You know how to please a lady Mr. Parker" Rochelle purred

Soon his coat and shirt were on the ground exposing to Rochelle a well-muscled body that felt like steel with a few scars on his shoulders, chest and down his right arm. She also noticed that his body felt pretty warm under her exploring hands.

While Rochelle was rubbing his shoulders, Peter reached under her dress and removed her panties. She leaned back against the mirror as Peter's head made its way in between her legs and began to lick her womanhood

"Oh fuck!" Rochelle said as she felt a shiver of pleasure travel up her spine as the man's tongue began to explore her lower body. She pulled the top part of her dress down to better expose her well sized breasts to help cool her off a bit and allow her to breathe a little easier and wrapped a leg around Peter's shoulders

Peter meanwhile was exploring Rochelle with his tongue before stopping on a spot that seemed to get the greatest reaction out of her. He held her legs and began to attack the spot which caused Rochelle to begin moaning loudly

'Fuck… defiantly happy I made this call' Rochelle thought as Peter ate her out with more skill than all of her previous lovers combined. The only one's she could say with certainty to rival him were Harvey and Selina

While she is devoted to saving Gotham City from the various criminal elements that plague it both foreign and domestic, she's still a woman and well she still has certain womanly needs that even years of strict training couldn't completely suppress. Had she been a man perhaps it would have been easier but…

Peter inserted a finger into her and began to stroke her vaginal walls in way that caused Rochelle to yelp in pleasant surprise. Peter thought it was out of discomfort and stopped

"Oops, sorry" Peter said as he pulled his head out from under her dress

Rochelle responded by grabbing him by his neck and pulling him into a heated kiss. She released him and gave him a lustful look "Do it again!"

Just as Peter was about to a humming sound was heard causing him to stop and look towards the vibrating clutch. Rochelle let out a huff or irritation and took her phone out to see who was calling or messaging her

It was from Alfred and her eyes widened at the message he sent

Miss, I'm afraid young master Richard along with Miss Gordon gone out without you and have taken one of the bikes. I believe their going to try and apprehend Mister Dent on their own. I'm already on the way with your suit

'WHAT!?' Rochelle mentally shouted as her arousal was soon replaced with concern and outrage that the two would do something so reckless!

While she was reading her phone Peter watched the woman's expression and saw that whatever she received was important and stood back up while reaching for his shirt and jacket

Rochelle let out a huff as she shot Peter an apologetic smile "Sorry, but I have to go. Family emergency"

Peter shrugged "It's alright, family comes first over anything else"

Rochelle hopped down from the sink and grabbed her panties to put on before she paused for a moment and looked at Peter for a second

Peter raised a brow at her as he fastened the buttons for his shirt "Um, is something wrong?"

Rochelle smirked at him before taking her panties and sliding them into Peter's pocket and gave the man a kiss on the lips.

She pulled back suddenly holding his phone and opened his contacts and began to enter a number in it. Peter watched with some confusion before she handed it back to him. He looked to see that she put her number in his contacts with a small reminder that said 'call to finish what we started!'

"I look forward to hearing from you again tiger" Rochelle said with a wink before she pulled her dress up to cover her chest, grabbed her clutch and exited the bathroom with a slight sway in her hips

Peter watched her go for a moment and chuckled as he looked at her number

"Hell of a first day in Gotham…" Peter muttered before his phone began to ring. He hit the answer button after punching in a encryption code of his and held it to his ear "Yo?"

"Found him, East End. Part of Two Face's crew" the voice said

"Anything serious aside from the guy that's split down the middle?" Peter asked as he exited the bathroom and began to make his way to the exit

"Batwoman will likely be there." The voice responded

Peter let out a sigh "Well this should be fun"

He ended the call and made it outside where he saw the valet return with his car. Nothing fancy or exotic, just a black BMW M6 Gran Coupe. While he could afford a far nicer car, Peter despite his wealth was more into the simple things, sure he'll occasionally go for something stupidly expensive but years of living on a tight budget as a child has taught him to never over indulge.

"Your car sir" the valet said as he held out the keys

Peter nodded his thanks as he took the keys and pulled out a tip for the man before pausing as he eyed the valet "Be honest, did you take it for a joy ride?"

The valet's eyes widened and Peter could pick up the man's pulse quicken.

"I won't be mad, just answer honestly" Peter said with a friendly smile

"…Yes" the man said quietly waiting for Peter to possible lash out against him. In terms of height and muscle mass, Peter had plenty of that compared to the young nineteen-year-old looking man

Peter laughed as he pulled out a few more twenty's and gave the man his large tip "Nice, can't blame you. I did the same thing when I was that age"

He went to open the car door before stopping and turning back to the man with a pointed look on his face "You didn't open the center console did you?"

The valet shook his head "No sir!"

"Good, just making sure" Peter nodded before getting in his car "Wanted to make sure you didn't find my M'M's stash is all!"

He closed the door and drove off leaving the man to watch him go in bewilderment.

Peter turned at an intersection before speaking up "You can come out now"

Suddenly the center console opened up and a tar like black substance crawled out of it. It than began to attach itself to Peter until his entire body was covered in the black substance before it seemed to meld with his body and formed a black suit with two white lenses on his head and large white spider symbol on his chest and back.

The suit suddenly turned into his clothes as it entered a sort of camouflaged mode

Peter smirked a bit as he neared his hotel "Get ready boy… were in for a fun night"

"Yessssss…"

And done.

So next chapter shows Rochelle meeting up with Alfred, her telling him about the party a bit and her rushing off to help Batgirl and Robin to take on Two Face and his crew. I'll also use this chapter to go a bit more into her back story that while still closely similar to Bruce Wayne's has a few differences in it