Chương 115: Spy Games Ch. 36
A/N: Merry Christmas!
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As the two Celestial Hybrids start to move towards me, Nebula leading Gamora forward by a hand on her back… I frown. My head tilts to the side, my eyes drifting to the left. Something is… not wrong, per say, but feels off. I'm forgetting something, something that has been niggling at the back of my mind all day.
Holding up a hand, I stop Nebula and Gamora in their tracks. The two alien women, their eyes that of veritable galaxies thanks to the immense entity they consume, cease moving towards me, frowns forming on their faces as well. Nebula can most feel my confusion and concern, while Gamora just looks a little worried and unsure of herself.
"… What is today's date?"
Cocking her head to the side, Nebula rattles off some string of numbers, a galactic standard date that I then have to translate properly in my head into an Earth date. When I do, I can't help but blink as I realize what I was missing up until this point.
"Huh. It's Christmas Eve."
Both Nebula and Gamora are flabbergasted at that, until I push my own knowledge into Nebula's mind. I would do the same with Gamora, but then the Celestial Hybrid would know I was messing with her thoughts. And I was, quite severely at that. I'd been tampering with the Never-To-Be-Guardians' minds practically since they'd disembarked from their ship. Gamora most of all, because I wanted her in my bed this night.
Ah, but I'd not known how… auspicious tonight really was. Indeed, it was the night before Christmas, and we'd probably be fucking straight through towards morning. Flashing a grin towards the two former assassins, letting them know all is well, I make sure to apply a little twinkle to my eyes, even as I snap my fingers.
"This calls for a change in scenery."
The finger snap is ultimately unimportant, in the grand scheme of things. But it helps to prepare Gamora at least for my overt use of the Reality Stone. A wide shimmer proceeds to cross from one side of the room to the next, passing over us without seemingly any meaningful effect. However, visually, everything changes. Gone is the Xandarian Architecture. Gone is the sleek lines, smooth curves, and space-faring atmosphere of a post-solar society.
In its place is still a bedroom, but one that comes straight out of a Hallmark Christmas movie. Lots of wood, but also incredibly cozy and warm and just… decked to the brim in Christmas decorations. There's even snow coming down in a light drizzle right outside of the large square windows, or at least there appears to be.
But that's all background noise. The true stars of the show remain Nebula and Gamora, and I've certainly dressed both them and myself up for the festive occasion. Clad in a certain red and white outfit, I grin and spread my arms wide, even as I appraise my two lovely dance partners for the evening. Nebula, is, of course, done up in a sexy Mrs. Claus number that's both more conservative than it could be, and also quite scandalous at the same time.
Dark black heeled boots complement a short red and white skirt with a large black belt around her waist. She's showing off a hint of cleavage, but her most attractive feature, her newly grown blonde locks, are the centerpiece in my opinion, curling down along one side of her chest out from under the stereotypical red and white poof ball hat, of which I'm wearing one as well.
Gamora, meanwhile, doesn't get quite the same amount of coverage as Nebula. But then, where Nebula is Mrs. Claus, Gamora is very clearly meant to be a Christmas Elf, one of Santa's Workers. Her emerald green skin almost doesn't work with the verdant Christmas Green of her outfit, but the red and white candy-cane stripped straps of her dress do look rather lovely, as does the bow holding her top together and containing her ample bosom.
Meanwhile, her skirt is just as skimpy and short as Nebula's, even as she looks down at herself in wonder and a certain amount of bemusement. After a moment, her hands hesitantly go up to touch her ears, which have indeed been elongated so that their points are… well, pointy. As she blinks dumbly, I just chuckle and sit back down on the edge of the bed, giving the two alien women a wicked smile.
"Ah, Mrs. Claus. I see you've brought this year's best."
Whereas Gamora really has absolutely no idea what the fuck is going on, Nebula knows everything I know about Christmas and what's happening here. In fact, the smile that spreads across the blonde Luphomoid's face is positively beatific as she understands that even if it's only for tonight, even if it's only for the sake of this 'scene', she's been promoted to wife status.
Grinning, Nebula bobs her head up and down, even as she takes hold of Christmas Elf Gamora and once more begins leading her forward.
"That's right, darling~ Gamora here worked so very hard for this right. To spend a night with her Master and Mistress, my oh my, she toiled all year long. Such an eager little thing, isn't she?"
Gamora's eyes dart between me and Nebula, the Zehoberei visibly confused still… but also very, VERY aroused by my very presence at this point, and all too eager to get into bed with both me AND Nebula. This was her dream, her deepest fantasy at this point… even if it hadn't started out that way. She was willing to go along with pretty much anything to get into my pants.
"Y-Yes, um… Mistress. Master. I am… excited to spend a night with you both."
Nebula's grin just widens, and I can't help the predatory smile that spreads across my face either. Gamora sees it of course, but as turned on as she is, she just shivers in abject need, allowing Nebula to push her down to her knees in front of me. As I look down at my emerald-skinned alien Christmas Elf, I can't help but chuckle and gesture to my crotch.
"Well, sweetheart. You can take it out at any time… it's not going to suck itself."
Gamora's eyes laser in on my crotch at that suggestion, and she licks her lips subconsciously before reaching out and beginning the task of freeing my cock from its confines. As soon as she has me in her hands, wrapping her emerald fingers around my throbbing, rapidly hardening shaft, she leans forward and plants her lips over my glans. Looking up at me with those galaxy eyes of hers, the Celestial Hybrid begins to swirl her tongue around my dick tip, suckling away as she strokes her hands up and down my length.
Nebula, watching this with an expression of glee on her face, leans in behind Gamora, hands on her sister's shoulders as she lets out a breathy sigh.
"That's right, Gamora. Give it to me. Give in to your Master. Show him how much you love him, worship his cock."
I got the impression that even without the Christmas Theme, these would all be things Nebula would be saying to her sister in this moment. And I definitely got the impression that Gamora approved, her lips sliding further down my length, her tongue swirling along the underside of my cock as she greedily takes more and more of me into her mouth and down the back of her throat.
Seemingly no gag reflex at first, as the emerald-skinned woman throats my cock like it's nothing, swallowing me almost all the way to the hilt and then continuing to swallow, even as she looks up at me with what I know to be adoring eyes. Admittedly, there is the fact that her eyes are literal stars and galaxies now, but I have a back door into Gamora's mind thanks to Nebula. I know exactly what she's thinking… half of it, I've made her think.
Although, the longer this goes on, the less that proves necessary. With the initial seeds of lust and arousal and desire sewn, I've gone and made Gamora develop natural feelings for me, a natural need to be with me born of an unnatural foundation. Shifting things like her fear and discomfort at our first meeting into awe and respect made for a cascading effect, changing everything she'd ever thought about me towards a more positive bent.
From there, it had been child's play for Nebula to whisper into Gamora's ear that there was a place for her in our bed. And now here we were, with the green-skinned alien dressed like a Christmas Elf, sucking on my cock and deep-throating it with surprising efficacy.
But of course, Nebula wasn't one to be sidelined or forgotten. As Gamora sucks me off, my 'Mrs. Claus' suddenly lets out a lustful growl.
"You're not going all the way, dear. You're holding back. Trepidatious even now… well then, let me help you."
Grabbing hold of her sister's locks, the black with red highlights curled up quite suddenly in Nebula's blue fists, the Luphomoid thrusts Gamora forward, forcing her fellow Celestial Hybrid the rest of the way down my shaft, pushing her nose into my crotch as my balls bounce against her chin.
"Gluuuuuuuugggghk!!!"
"That's more like it! If you're not suffering, you're not giving your all to your Master, Gamora!"
Nebula's words are accompanied by something of a sadistic grin, even as she proceeds to bounce the other alien's head up and down my cock. I can't help but admire her in that moment… she truly is at her sexiest when she's face fucking her own sister upon my member for my pleasure. Leaning back on my palms, I just watch as Gamora chokes and gags down my entire length at a pace that clearly does not allow for her to suppress her gag reflex.
"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"
Nebula is merciless about it, utterly merciless, and it's not long before twinkling starry streaks of tears are trickling down Gamora's face. Her drool and saliva is a lot less… mystical as it also begins to form around her spread lips and dribble down her chin and onto the top of her exposed chest. As she chokes down my dick however… she doesn't fight it. She doesn't try and push back against Nebula's roughhousing or stop her sister from doing what she's doing.
That's because I've gone and tweaked Gamora's guilt towards Nebula a fair bit. The emerald-skinned alien woman had already been feeling so much shame and heartache over the suffering she'd left her adoptive sister to endure over the years that it was child's play to make sure Gamora was willing to do anything… and indeed, let Nebula do anything to her, especially sexually, to make the other woman feel better.
Of course, Gamora could have no way of knowing Nebula didn't care about any of that any longer. Not after I'd hollowed the Luphomoid out and remade her into my creature.
… I'd never had a Ravia in this universe. But if I had to name the closest thing, it would probably be Nebula. She was wholly mine and would always be mine. She would never betray me, never turn against me. Not like… others had. No, out of everyone, Nebula would always stand beside me. I'd made sure of that.
And she gave me such a lovely gift for Christmas too, without even knowing that it was the holiday. Grinning down at Gamora, a let out a low groan before tilting my head back in visible enjoyment.
"Here it comes…"
"Hear that? Your Master is about to grace you with his seed. Swallow every last drop!"
Gamora does as she's told, of course. Even if it tasted terrible, which I can make sure it doesn't with a tweak of the emerald-skinned alien woman's taste buds, she has no choice with Nebula forcibly burying her face in my crotch and my seed exploding down her throat. Gamora swallows and swallows to the best of her ability, drinking down my cum without any other recourse, but also with an enthusiasm that would be hard-matched by anyone save for Nebula herself, probably.
Finally, she's done swallowing my load and I'm done giving it to her, leaving Nebula to reluctantly pull Gamora back off of my cock… and not-so-reluctantly yank her sister up by her hair, the green poof ball hat atop Gamora's head having been dislodged and dropped to the floor by this point. Dragging Gamora the Christmas Elf past me and up onto the bed, she forces Gamora into a downward doggy position with a harsh spank to the emerald-skinned alien's ass to make her raise her hips, and a push of her face into the Christmas Themed duvet covering the bed itself.
Rising to my feet, I smile as I let my Santa Claus costume dissipate, getting nice and naked. Once Nebula has Gamora in an appropriate position, she moves up and around to the other woman's head, sitting her ass down in front of Gamora and forcing her face up under her Mrs. Claus skirt. Knowing what I know about the fact that I didn't provide panties with either of their Christmas outfits, I'm not surprised in the slightest when Nebula begins moaning a moment later as Gamora very clearly starts eating her out.
Chuckling at the sight, I climb onto the bed and position myself behind Gamora's kneeling form. My alien Christmas Elf's emerald behind had no right being this spectacular. All the same, I waste no time in hiking up the back of Gamora's skirt and thrusting into her from behind. Her pussy, wet and eager for it, accepts my cock with ease before gripping down on it as hard as any blushing virgin I've ever taken.
With all her might and power, Gamora was more than capable of controlling every aspect of her physicality. And she was currently using that incredible control to rhythmically massage my cock as it pistoned in and out of her, her inner walls clenching down and squeezing along my dick, milking it for all she was worth. And at the same time, she was still eating out a moaning Nebula, the blonde Luphomoid tossing her head back and gasping and mewling in ecstasy.
Truly, Gamora was an excellent multitasker. Her ability to pleasure us both at once with such overwhelming enthusiasm was clearly immense. Almost as immense as my desire to bed her finally being satiated. It was so nice, no longer even pretending to be the good guy. So nice no longer holding back.
For a brief moment, my mind interposes images of a naked Pepper Potts and Peggy Carter over Nebula and Gamora's alien forms. The thought of those two women serving me with their minds twisted and corrupted to want nothing more than to be my sexual slaves… it fills me with a certain vicious schadenfreude.
Yes, after I was done helping the Never-To-Be-Guardians with Thanos, I would be returning to Earth with Hela and the undead armies of Asgard at my back and we would be seeing how well Earth's Mightiest Defenders fared without my assistance. We would see how well they fared against me and mine.
For now, though, I settle for enjoying this coupling, now that it's finally happening. Gamora's exquisitely tight pussy gripping my shaft as I fuck her relentlessly. All the while, Nebula's moans continue to fill the room, and I'm pretty sure I watch my chosen Mrs. Claus cum more than once from our 'over-achieving elf's' over-eager tongue.
To be fair, Gamora is not bereft of her own pleasure. Alongside her rhythmic massaging of my dick as I fuck into her from behind with deep, hard strokes, is the sporadic spasming as she experiences climax after climax upon my shaft. After all, this right here, being spit-roasted between the sister she holds so much regret towards, and the awe-inspiring immortal who she thinks she's desired for years now, is Gamora's greatest fantasy, as far as she's concerned now.
And so, I set about fulfilling it. I give her everything she desires, and when I finally spill my seed inside of her, the Celestial Hybrid thanks me for it, not with words, but with muffled moans, her pussy clenching down around me one last time and her tongue diving deep enough inside of Nebula to set the blonde over the edge as well.
As the three of us all come down from the pleasure, I wave my hand and swipe away the Christmas Theme with the reality stone, returning us to the cool, elegance of the Xandarian Architecture. The Christmas Costumes go away as well, exposing Gamora and Nebula in all of their nude, green and blue glory. My eyes glittering with promise, I look down at both of them in amusement, before reaching for Nebula after a moment and impaling her upon my cock next.
As she moans throatily and I begin pistoning away inside of her, Gamora lays on her side, drawing some of my cum from her pussy to her lips with her fingers, watching me fuck her ecstatic sister all the while. All three of us know… the night is far from over.
In fact, it's just getting started.
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A/N: Yes, this is the real Gamora/Nebula/Vali chapter. No, I'm not going to apologize for making it Christmas Themed :V
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