Chapter 56

"So that was your plan?" I asked the twins when we finally arrived at a secure area.

"Sending the US government a message?"

"You almost died."

"I would have protected her," Pietro interjects.

"Then why did I have to interfere," I said before sighing. Kids are annoying, am I right.

"Never mind. You do know they will view you as terrorists from this moment forward, countries would be wary of you entering their borders and may invade Sokovia in hopes of acquiring you."

They were silent for a moment. As much as I don't mention it, I am quite intimidating. I have committed genocide against that one planet that housed the power stone, and I eliminated most of the people on Surtur's hellhole. Although they didn't know that, they knew I was the real deal. They may have powers now but they knew they couldn't compare them to mine.

"Why aren't you mad? We attacked a party you attended, and people died." Wanda is the first one to break the silence.

"The party was shit and the deaths you caused were an accident, you don't have to blame yourself for them," I said while thinking about how irritating it would be to have to deal with someone being guilty, about causing the deaths of people I hardly cared about. So I chose to lie.

I had to deal with the same situation with Elsa, Alfheim culture isn't so casual about killing as Asgard's. My little girl is indifferent to the death of most people these days, except to people she cares about, or the truly innocent ones.

She nodded unsurely. I knew she would be fine in a while, so I didn't bother trying to comfort her further. She was made of stronger stuff than most mortals, figuratively speaking. They were just peak humans, nothing like Yelena who got a brain that strengthened her and gave her powers.

I spend the next few hours just relaxing with the twins before teleporting home. My first destination was the kitchen. I didn't need to eat since I had a ton of methods of restoring my energy, and even depleting my energy was fucking difficult. That was no reason not to eat though, eating was one of the greatest things to do. Sex can't even compare.

After my nice eating season, I decided to look for Hela. I have been busy and haven't had time to meet with her as much. Spreading my senses, I locate her. She was in the simulator room, fighting against armies of enemies.

Teleporting directly next to her. I narrowly avoid her blade trying to slice me up.

"You! Are you trying to die? Why did you startle me?"

"The door was locked," I said, not even trying to come up with a better lie.

"No, it wasn't." She replied.

"Okay, you got me. I was bored." I reply

She rolls her eyes. "Of course, you would do something so stupid because of boredom. Still, I understand, I am bored as well."

Waving my hand a couch appears, without waiting I take a seat and pat my lap for Hela to sit. She does it moments later, comfortably relaxing on me as if I were a seat.

"So what is something entertaining that we could do," I ask and I relax my head on her breasts. If she is using me as a seat, I can use her breasts as a pillow. As a master alchemist, I somewhat believe in equivalent exchange, unless it is inconvenient.

"The Andromeda galaxy is looking delicious right about now, and frankly, I miss conquering something. I know you don't want me to kill our brother or your mother, so I believe that that galaxy is fair for conquering."

"You barely have your body back for a few years and you're already having the itch to conquer a galaxy." I shake my head at her. "The Kree and Nova Empire would be your enemies if you tried to conquer their galaxy."

"They are weak. I was strong before I met you and since then I've only gotten stronger" She said.

"True, they are large though. It could be fun though, the administration after the war would be less so" I said considering the idea.

"You can make that AI of yours, empress."

I scoff. "What am I, a Kree? I have a bit more self-respect than that."

"Fine, I will try and keep the kingdom functioning, you can play the role of the Emperor in the background."

That honestly sounds better. The only cons that I can see are that responsibility is shit, and that a lot of attention will be on me. A lot of people's attention is already on me since I am a prince of Asgard. A kingdom that is basically an empire. The aversion to responsibility is also something that I should grow out of. I am already 1000 years old and I feel like ruling a planet is a perfect opportunity.

Ruling Jotunheim was something I never wanted to do. Not only was the planet shit, but why would I want to rule a tiny planet while Odin has authority over me, because in some way, Jotunheim was just a rebellious vassal of his. In comparison, having an empire that spans an entire galaxy sounds way better.

I always focused on personal power, and so far that was the best decision I could have made. Damn Hela for tempting me like this. I am usually the one to convince her to do stupid things, but she got me this time. Hopefully, I won't regret this in the morning.

"That won't be necessary my love. I will take responsibility this time, I will be a good emperor this time" I said, causing Hela's eyes to widen. "Why do I have a feeling your suggestion was just an overtop idea for you to marry me, you know you can just ask."

"Of course not, I am not a coward."

"Really? You wouldn't be opposed to the idea of marrying poor old me though?"

"No. I deserve only the best, and that is exactly what you are."

"Good, so Hela Odinsdottir, would you like to get married before conquering the universe with me?" I said, only for Hela to force her lips on mine.

My hands were possessively groping the body of my newfound fiancee. My hands were on her supple ass and her back before I could even process what I was about to do. With a quick application of my magic, we were both undressed.

She was grinding her crotch against mine, teasing me with her inviting sex, while ferociously making out with me. With a growl, I sheathe myself in her with a single thrust. Usually, such a move would destroy someone's insides but Hela was Asgardian. And even among Asgardians, she would be like Captain America is to average humans.

I dismissed the thought of Steve before I would lose my boner, and continued thrusting into Hela from below while she rode me like how moms ride Xbox live,12 years. I stop kissing her and decide to pay attention to her gorgeous breasts.

I considered the idea of impregnating her just so that I could suck the milk from her nipples. It was a tempting idea, but as much as the idea of a heavily pregnant Hela on the battlefield amuses me, it is also very stupid.

Sucking on her breasts, I enjoy the moans of my lover and the way her cunt tightens against my cock, signifying her orgasm every now and then. With a grunt I blast my seed inside her, painting her walls white.

We continued the night in bliss before I left an exhausted Hela on the bed. I wanted to enjoy after sex cuddles, but I had preparations to make. Just as that thought entered my mind, I wanted to slap myself. Summoning a clone I send the poor schmuck to Perfectum before joining Hela in bed, spooning the lovely lass.

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