Chapter 107: Hela’s Turn

Chapter 107: Hela’s Turn

A/N: Hela's turn~

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“Well, O’ Merchant of Death? How do you find me?”

Tony resists the urge to sigh as he steps into the bedroom where Hela and Pepper are waiting for him. No surprises this time at least. Pepper had told him everything, including what she’d told Hela to tip her over the edge. Of course it would be that dumbass title. Even two timelines and years later, he could never truly escape his past, now could he?

Still, there was no denying it... the Goddess of Death stands before him dressed down to nothing but scanty lingerie. Beautifully done up black and green lace adorns her pale body, hugging her curves perfectly and accentuating her best assets in a way that no normal fashion on Earth could have.

Hela doesn’t know it, but after she’d asked Pepper to make her ‘courting attire’ to her exact specifications, his wife had simply gone ahead and used technopathy and nanites to perfectly create what the Asgardian Princess desired. And she’d done so perfectly, because there was simply no denying it... Hela looked hella fine.

Pepper visibly winces as Tony deliberately broadcasts that absolutely atrocious pun in his wife’s direction. His beloved wife deserves nothing less for daring to throw the old ‘Merchant of Death’ title at Hela just to get the Goddess’ panties wet! As Pepper wordlessly ducks her head, visibly chagrined just out of Hela’s field of view, Tony doesn’t let any of their silent byplay show on his face. Nor does he actually use that stupid line on Hela.

Instead, smiling wolfishly, he rakes his eyes up and down Hela’s pale figure as he walks closer, letting out a low sigh.

“I find you to be underdressed for anything aside from carnal activities, O’ Goddess of Death. But if intimacy is what you were aiming for, you’ve chosen quite well.”

Hela smirks, holding her head high and her chin jutting out in pleasure at the praise.

“You should have expected nothing less, Stark King. You have worked hard to seduce me to your bedchambers since I arrived on your world... and I must confess, despite warnings, I have found my resolve tested and ultimately found wanting in the face of yours and your Queen’s persistence.”

Right... heh, what a mess. Despite what he’d told Hank Pym, neither Tony nor Pepper had actually gone into any of this trying to seduce Hela. What he’d said to Pym had mostly just been to try to distract the man and get him off of their backs. But in reality, even Pepper had not actually been aiming to pull Hela into their bed. Not the same as previous conquests in the past like Peggy or Sif anyways.

But apparently somewhere along the way, Hela had found them worthy lovers anyways. Apparently, letting her watch Pepper be the kickass CEO that she was, letting her murder Wilson Fisk, and also giving her back her dog... well, that supposedly passed as courting or seduction as far as Hela was concerned.

Of course, Tony couldn’t just come out and say ‘we weren’t trying to seduce you’. That wouldn’t have gone over any better than if Pepper had tried to do so. Not that the woman would, the damn minx. Pepper’s eyes dart up from her chagrined and apologetic position and she gives him a coy grin, as if to say ‘damn right I wouldn’t’.

Resisting the urge to roll his own eyes, Tony keeps his gaze fixed on Hela as he strides further into the room until he’s mere feet away from her. With Pepper behind and to her side, the two of them almost have her boxed in, in a way. But while he was now in position to reach out and touch Hela if he truly wanted to, he refrained for the moment.

“Just so we’re on the same page... you don’t get your powers and godhood back any faster by hopping into bed with us. It doesn’t work like that.”

Hela’s smirk drops into a frown but she nods, nonetheless.

“I am aware. Your Queen has already informed me as much. I am not so weak a creature that I would offer up my body for power. I offer pleasure for pleasure... no more, no less.”

Tony hums... and sends a mental signal to Pepper that Hela can’t pick up. As such, the depowered Goddess of Death is surprised when Pepper suddenly wraps her arms around Hela from behind, wandering hands moving up and down her lingerie-clad body. The Asgardian had been so focused on Tony that she’d completely forgotten to keep an eye on her flank.

As Hela holds back her moans, Pepper nibbles at her earlobe and coos into her ear.

“Pleasure for pleasure it is then. But what will you do when we give you far more pleasure than you can possibly give us, Hela?”

Tony chuckles at the affronted look that spreads across Hela’s severe yet gorgeous features.

Well, Tony would give her that, he supposed. Grabbing her by the hips, he forces her to stay still, something that Hela doesn’t fail to notice. It’s one thing for her to know how much stronger he is than her, but another entirely to feel it as his cockhead presses against her from behind. Still keeping her in position, Tony slides his way into Hela’s depths slowly at first, taking his time and enjoying her moist, wet cunt.

She’s not sopping or gushing or anything like that, but she’s definitely aroused from all of the foreplay they’ve done so far. It seemed, whether she was willing to admit it or not, that someone had in fact enjoyed the kissing after all.

Of course, Pepper wasn’t about to be left out... and whether Hela intended it or not, the Goddess of Death has positioned herself perfectly for Tony’s ‘Queen’ to slip into place. Smirking wickedly, Pepper slides onto the bed right in front of Hela’s face, spreading her legs wide and leaving Hela staring directly at her own dripping pussy lips.

A hand from the red head comes down and gathers Hela’s hair up almost tenderly into a makeshift ponytail, before firming up and harshly driving her down into the cunt before her. Not that Hela complains. While a muffled noise does escape Hela’s lips, she makes no effort to resist, instead beginning to immediately lick and lap at Pepper’s cunt in what might have been called submission... if not for just how aggressive Hela was with all of it.

This situation had shades of Lady Sif to it. All those years ago, after the Asgardian Warrior’s first defeat. But only superficially. Sif had been annoyed she lost to him, but she’d also accepted that defeat and acted accordingly. Hela, however, understands that she’s operating from a position of weakness... and completely refuses to accept it.

Put bluntly, she attacks the threesome with a single-minded ferocity that is wholly the Goddess of Death in every way. She sticks her tongue deep in Pepper’s pussy, while pushing her hips recklessly back into Tony’s thrusting hips. He has to be careful to regulate his strength, even as he gives Hela the rough pounding she desires... and the most he knows she can handle.

Otherwise, she might literally hurt herself thrashing about as she is, trying her best to match them even though she and they all know she can’t. Not as she is now. But the Asgardian Princess isn't the kind to backdown, even in the face of certain defeat. She's not one to give in... unless she’s forced to.

In the end, that’s what the night becomes. Showing Hela, former Goddess of Death and exiled Princess of Asgard, precisely where her limits are. They give Hela exactly what she asked for of course. Pleasure for pleasure. No strings attached, no expectations outside of the bedroom. Tony fucks Hela in half a dozen positions, while Pepper spends just as much time having the Asgardian woman eat her out as she eats out Hela in turn, or even just kissing her and swapping Tony’s cum between their mouths.

Hela revels in all of it... at first. But eventually she starts to tire. They slow down, but she demands they keep going, that they don’t let up for even a second. So they continue, and she in turn flags more and more. Until ultimately, there’s no helping it... she passes out on them just like that.

They end the night with an unconscious Goddess of Death nestled somewhat cutely between their bodies. Covered in sweat and a fair bit of other sexual fluids that Tony has his nanites clean off of her so they don’t have to wake her for a shower, Hela looks almost peaceful laid out between him and Pepper.

Sighing, Pepper brushes a bit of hair out of Hela’s face and shakes her head.

“She’s adorable like this.”

Tony snorts.

“Like what? Unconscious?”

Huffing, Pepper rolls her eyes. But still, she’s not wrong. Reaching over Hela’s body, their hands meet, their fingers intwining as they both lay there. They’re enjoying each other’s presence as much as they’re enjoying the rare display of vulnerability from the unconscious Goddess of Death.

2015 has been a slow year in a lot of ways. But Tony hasn’t sat idle. He’s used this past year to build up some more, to prepare for what is to come. After all, 2016 is where everything changes one way or another.

Thanos hasn’t made a move yet as far as Tony knows. He’s got eyes on all of the stones at the moment, as well as the smiths who Thanos needed to make the gauntlet for him. By this time in the original timeline, he’d already gone to Nidavellir and forced the creation of the Infinity Gauntlet. Then, he’d spent the next three years pinning down the exact locations of each of the Infinity Stones before doing a blitzkrieg that none of them had been in any way prepared for.

This time around, he hadn’t been able to get his gauntlet when he likely wanted it. Nidavellir was far better defended. And that... that would probably make Thanos angry. Might even cause him to make a mistake that Tony could capitalize on, revealing himself so that Tony could strike at him.

If not... well, Tony would just wait for Strange to come online. Once Dr. Strange was Sorcerer Supreme, he could get in contact with the man and get him to track down Thanos instead. That too was set to take place in 2016.

One way or another, a lot of things were set to kick off next year. Thanos would make a move or Dr. Strange would finally get his mojo. Tony would be sure to be ready either way.

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A/N: Just to give you a little teaser... tomorrow's chapter is an Erik Killmonger POV~