[Aron's Island – Two Years Later] [Off the Coast of Genosha – Midday]
The sun rose lazily over the crystalline waters surrounding Aetheria Isle, casting golden rays over palm trees, marble balconies, and the glittering edges of a private beach that wrapped around the custom-made paradise like a satin ribbon.
The mansion... Well, if one could still call something that had seven pools, an underground observatory, a floating meditation chamber, and a personal teleportation network a "mansion," it gleamed like a jewel.
And in the middle of it all, sprawled across designer loungers shaped like crescent moons, were three radiant, hormonal, extremely pregnant women.
Jean, Natasha, and Jubilee.
Each one was somewhere between four and six months along, glowing in that "I'm making a small godling" kind of way.
And each one was also completely done with being patient, calm, or reasonable.
"Who the hell took the last pickled pineapple popsicle?" Jubilee demanded, one hand dramatically on her hip and the other clutching a mostly empty box. Her pink sunhat was tilted sideways like she had just won a duel with a beach umbrella.
"Wasn't me," Jean said, reclining with her feet propped up and her belly wrapped in an energy-conserving floatie ring. "I'm all about the spicy ginger cupcakes right now. And Aron made me three dozen this morning. You want one?"
"I want vengeance," Jubilee muttered, glaring toward the massive kitchen pavilion like it owed her money. She then patted her belly. "Don't worry, sugar spark, mommy will find you something nice to eat."
Natasha didn't even look up. She was sitting on a meditation pillow in a yellow bikini, assembling a sniper rifle made entirely of gummy candy. It was one of her pregnancy therapy projects.
"Try checking under the ice cream stash," she said in a calm, patient tone that suggested she had already solved five crimes that morning. "Pixie keeps hiding the weird snacks in the emergency supply vault behind the chili pepper sorbet."
"I swear, if I open that vault and see one more glitter-flavored snowball treat..." Jubilee started to march, but halfway through, she froze.
Her stomach rumbled.
She turned.
"Okay. New plan. I need waffles. Aron! WAFFLES. With duck sauce. And sprinkles!"
Somewhere across the island, Aron's voice echoed back with effortless calm.
"Coming right up, Jubes. Triple batch?"
"Triple batch," she confirmed, nodding like a queen. "Bless his soul. And his butt."
Jean raised her brows. "Agreed."
"Hard agree," Natasha added.
They all paused to appreciate the mental image, then sighed happily.
From the nearby pool, Emma's voice rang out.
"You three look like glowing goddesses. And also like you're about to start a food cult."
Emma floated on a luxury raft shaped like a champagne glass, sipping actual champagne. She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit made of reflective diamonds and somehow not even warm.
"You're just jealous," Jean said.
"Jealous? Please. I'm enjoying my pre-pregnancy freedom." Emma flipped her hair, sending droplets of water sparkling. "Soon I'll be the one yelling for waffles and foot massages. For now, I get to be smug and stretch without grunting like a walrus."
Jubilee lobbed a grape at her. "You say that now. Just wait. Your hormones will betray you. One day soon you'll weep over a carrot and demand Aron knit you a blanket shaped like a dragon."
"That sounds oddly specific," Kitty piped up from a hammock nearby, flipping through a pregnancy guide labeled So You're Making a Tiny Apocalypse Baby: A Mutant Parent's Guide, Vol. 3.
She was taking notes. Organized, color-coded notes.
"Because it happened last week," Jean reminded her. "I still have that blanket. It breathes fire when I'm cold."
"Useful," Hela said, strolling in like a fallen star in activewear. She carried a smoothie in one hand and a fruit saber in the other. "But I shall request my future baby blanket be made of enchanted battle pelts and woven with the screams of my enemies."
Everyone stared at her.
"...Just kidding," Hela deadpanned. "Unless it's possible."
Natasha turned to her. "So... you gonna join the pregnancy club next round?"
Hela sipped her smoothie, then smiled slowly. "Already marked the calendar. Though if Aron thinks I'll be waddling anywhere, I will personally enchant his shoes to whisper 'You owe her chocolate' every five seconds."
"That... might be helpful, actually," Jean said thoughtfully.
Meanwhile, Aron strolled up with a tray balanced perfectly in one hand, delivering the requested waffles.
Waffles with duck sauce. Sprinkles. And a tiny decorative umbrella for flair.
"Triple batch, extra fluffy," he said, placing it down in front of Jubilee. "With love. And possibly regret. Depending on whether you throw syrup at me again."
"I was aiming for the table!" she protested.
"You missed by fifteen feet."
"Pregnancy aim is hard, okay?!"
He laughed, kissed her forehead, then kissed Jean's, then Natasha's belly, and then gently booped Kitty on the nose.
"You're next," he said, winking.
Kitty flushed bright red.
Jean watched him go, dreamy. "I swear... if he weren't already ours..."
Emma sipped her drink. "We'd probably fight a war."
Hela smirked. "I'd win."
"Debatable," Natasha said flatly, sharpening a spoon.
"Girls," Jean sighed. "We're supposed to be relaxing."
"Right. Sorry."
A moment of silence passed.
Then Jubilee called out again.
"ARON! Add churros to the snack list! I want to dip them in blueberry jam and mustard!"
Aron's voice came back with zero hesitation.
"Got it!"
And so the day continued. On a perfect island. With perfect weather. And six mutant goddesses building the future, one craving at a time.
Life was good.
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[Night time] [Meditation room]
The room was beneath a waterfall and surrounded by glowing crystals. Natasha sat perfectly still and naked.
The meditation room was her domain after hours. Warm, scented air filled the space, stirred only by the occasional ripple of the waterfall above. A soft hum echoed from the floor, drawn from the earth's pulse and layered with calming frequencies. She sat cross-legged on a silk cushion, eyes closed, breath steady, her belly rising and falling in a slow, practiced rhythm.
This was her sanctuary.
Her time to think. Or not think. To clear her mind of the chaos that came with pregnancy, assassins-turned-domestic life, and the overwhelming affection of Jubilee's snack addiction.
Aron walked through the door as usual.
Natasha didn't open her eyes.
"Took you longer than usual," she murmured.
Aron stepped forward, taking off his coat, boots, and shirt. His gaze swept over her pale skin bathed in moonlight, her curves, her arms resting gently over her knees, her slightly puffy nipples, and then her belly.
He walked behind her and sat.
Natasha leaned back slightly, allowing her spine to brush against his bare chest. His arms slipped around her with familiar ease, hands settling on her belly, warm and steady. She sighed quietly and let herself melt into him.
He kissed her shoulder, just below the curve of her neck. Then again, higher. Slower.
Her lips curved in a small smile.
"You planning to take advantage of the serenity?" she whispered.
"No. Just honoring it. With deep focus. And maybe a little oral devotion."
Natasha let out a soft laugh and tilted her head to the side. "Meditative oral, huh?"
"The best kind."
She opened her eyes at last, turning slightly to look at him. Their gazes locked. For a moment, there was nothing but silence.
Aron leaned down and kissed her slowly.
Her hand slid up the back of his neck. His fingers moved lower. Her legs parted slightly, not enough to break her seated pose, but enough to invite him.
"I was in the middle of deep focus," she murmured.
"I'm helping," he whispered against her lips.
"You're such a distraction."
"And you're gorgeous when you meditate naked."
Her eyes glinted. "Flatterer."
He pressed his forehead to hers.
"Always. For you."
Then he shifted lower, kissed her collarbone, and kept going.
"Mumm~ Feels good," She whispered.
"I want you to sit still as I kiss all over your body and suck on you nipples," He whispered in her ears before resuming his kissing.
Aron kissed her arms, her shoulders, the side of her neck, then her earlobes. He trailed his lips down her spine, then along the curve of her back. Her breaths grew deeper, slower. Her mind emptied of thought, and her skin tingled with each touch.
Aron moved around until he was sitting in front of her. His hands settled on her waist. His thumbs stroked along the sides of her belly. Slowly, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against her forehead. She let out a soft hum, feeling the warmth spread from his touch.
His mouth brushed her cheek, then her lips. Natasha responded gently, moving with him, feeling his tongue brush against hers. Her heart began to race. His hands moved lower, caressing the sensitive spots behind her knees.
Natasha leaned closer.
He broke their kiss and looked at her.
"You're beautiful," he whispered.
"You're biased," she whispered back.
"You're stunning."
"I'm bloated."
He cupped her cheek with one hand, gazing into her eyes. "You're radiant."
Natasha let out a quiet laugh.
"You're so full of shit."
Aron grinned.
"Yes."
She kissed him again.
His hands moved further down, kissing her puffy nipples as he massaged her thighs, his tongue teasing her left nipple before sucking on it. She gasped quietly as he switched to her other nipple, sucking on it as his hands moved up and down her thighs.
His hand moved between her legs.
He teased her with his thumb, stroking her wet folds as his fingers slipped inside her. Natasha moaned softly, arching back. Her breathing quickened as her body trembled from his touch. Aron continued his oral worship, switching between nipples, his fingers thrusting in and out of her wet pussy while his thumb rubbed against her clit.
"Fuck," She whispered, shuddering against him.
He smiled, kissing her neck, her jaw, her cheek, then her lips.
"Lie down slowly," He helped her lie on her back.
He resumed his worship, kissing every inch of her body as his fingers moved inside her. Natasha bit her lip as he sucked on her nipples again, his free hand stroking her belly, then her thighs, then between her legs. His fingers curled upwards inside her, rubbing against her sensitive spots while his thumb stroked her clit.
She shuddered, crying out in pleasure as the orgasm hit her, her legs shaking as his fingers kept moving inside her.
He withdrew his fingers and crawled on top of her, his hard cock resting against her wet pussy lips. She looked at him, panting softly as he leaned over to kiss her again. He lowered his hips slowly, thrusting into her, her moans muffled by his lips.
Aron began to move, sliding his cock in and out of her. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Her legs were wide open. He was moving his hips slowly and carefully.
"Ahh! God! Feels so good. I tell you, pregnancy increases sex drive," Natasha moaned.
Aron smiled as he quickened his pace. His hands moved down her body, caressing every curve, her breasts, her hips, her ass.
Natasha gasped, feeling her orgasm building inside her, her body trembling as she bucked against him. Aron's cock slid deeper inside her, rubbing against her sensitive spots. He kissed her neck, his tongue licking her earlobes.
"Fuck me harder!" She cried out.
He obeyed, thrusting harder, faster. Natasha's hips bucked against him as her legs trembled. Her nails dug into his back, her body arched upward, and she screamed in pleasure as her orgasm hit her. Aron came inside her, filling her up.
"Hunggg!~" He unloaded all he had in her.
They panted heavily. Their bodies were still shaking from the orgasmic rush.
Aron lay beside her and kissed her forehead.
"You're amazing."
She smiled and stroked his cheek.
"And you're perfect."
They shared a soft laugh.
"I love you," She said.
"I love you too."
"Are you going to sneak in and fuck me tomorrow too?"
"Probably. Can I?"
"Mmm. Yeah," She smiled. "Please."
He held her close, and they just lay there for a few minutes before Aron carried her in his arms to her room. Well, he cleaned her up with his power before moving. He kissed her forehead again, and then her belly. She looked at him lovingly.
"Sleep well, my queen."
"Sleep well, my king."
...
[Next Morning]
Jubilee dragged her legs to the kitchen while rubbing her eyes, and she heard moans. She stopped and looked toward the dining table. There, Kitty was lying on her back while Aron was fucking her hard.
"Ahhhh~ Ahhhhhh~ Fuck me. Harder!" She screamed.
Aron grabbed her throat and increased his thrusting speed, hitting her cervix.
"Ahhh! God! Yes~"Kitty moaned.
"Really, now. In the morning. It's barely 7," Jubilee rolled her eyes and sat on a chair.
"Says the one who got fucked before me," Kitty replied between her moans. "Today was my turn. I'll remember this."
"Tsk." Jubilee clicked her tongue with a smug smile.
"Shit! Oh yeah~" Kitty moaned again.
Aron leaned down and kissed her lips, pushing his tongue in her mouth as he continued to fuck her. Kitty wrapped her arms around his neck, moaning into their kiss. She bit his lower lip gently.
He groaned softly and pulled away. Then continued to pound her while looking into her eyes.
Emma and Hela entered the room and looked at the fuck feast before their eyes. They exchanged a knowing nod and moved toward Aron.
Emma pressed herself against his back, cupping his chest from behind and kissing his neck. Hela moved to his side, and he pulled her by her chin before kissing her. And his pounding continued.
Emma looked over his shoulder and whispered, "Aren't you going to pay attention to her other hole?"
"Fuck my ass," Kitty begged.
Aron and Hela parted as he pulled out his cock from her pussy and rubbed it against her ass.
"Slam it in in one push," Hela whispered.
He did as told, slamming his cock all the way in.
"AHHH!~" Kitty screamed. "FUCK!"
He didn't give her time to adjust and began pounding her ass.
"Suck my balls, Hela," Aron ordered.
Hela went to her knees and crawled under the table. She moved near the edge and saw how his balls were swaying with every thrust as he fucked Kitty. She cupped them gently with one hand and began to suck on them.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Aron groaned. But before he could moan in pleasure, Emma captured his lips.
Then entered Jean and Natasha. They were already naked.
"Would you look at that. They started without us," Jean said with a naughty smile.
"Jubilee looks enjoying the show," Natasha said, noticing Jubilee rubbing her clit.
Aron grunted in pleasure. He was close to cumming. He increased his speed again, slamming his cock into Kitty's ass. Then he came, shooting his cum deep inside her ass.
"Hngg~" Kitty moaned.
Emma released his lips and looked down. Hela teleported beside her.
After cumming, he slowly pulled out of Kitty's ass. And from her gaping hole came his white cum dripping onto the floor.
Aron panted heavily, then looked at Emma and Hela.
"Get on your knees."
Both of them dropped to their knees in front of him. He walked behind them, admiring their dripping pussies. He went to his knees. First was Emma. He grabbed her waist and pushed his cum covered cock into her pussy and began pounding while fingering Hela on the side.
On the other side, Natasha sat on the couch, rubbing her pussy, watching them fuck.
Jean walked to Aron and lay on her her back on the floor, spreading her pussy open.
Aron continued to fuck Emma for a while before moving to Hela. But instead of her pussy, he pushed his cock into her ass, earning a loud moan from her. He started to pound her ass like a beast.
"Yes! Ahh!~ Fuck me! Harder!" Hela cried out.
He continued to fuck Hela's ass while fingering Emma. He watched Jubilee's pussy dripping juices on the chair as she fingered herself.
"Fuck. I need your cock." Jean moaned.
"Coming right up in 10 seconds," Aron replied as he pounded Hela's ass hard.
He continued for 10 more seconds, then pulled out of Hela's ass and pushed his cock into Jean's pussy. He began to fuck her hard, slamming his cock in and out of her.
"Ahhh!~ God! Yes~" Jean moaned loudly. "Fuck me!"
Jubilee stood up and walked to Aron. He kissed her while fucking Jean. Her pregnant belly made the sex even more erotic.
After another 20 seconds of fucking Jean while kissing, Jubilee. She lay down beside Jean. "C'mon. Give me that cock." Jubilee said, spreading her pussy.
"Damn you, Jubes. You had your fun in the morning," Jean protested.
"So what? I'm horny again," Jubilee pouted.
Aron chuckled as he pulled out of Jean and started fucking Jubilee's pussy. Then Natasha repeated the same thing. So, Aron moved on to Nat. All the girls lay before him with their pussies spread open, begging him to fuck them. Aron grabbed their breasts, their thighs, their waists as he continued to fuck them one by one.
He leaned over Emma, kissing her neck, then moved to Jean. He kissed her cheek, then moved to Jubilee. He kissed her lips. Then he moved on to kiss Hela. He grabbed her waist, pounding her while sucking on her nipple.
"Suck my boobs!" Jean screamed.
He did so.
"Fuck my ass!" Emma screamed.
He did so.
"Fuck my throat!" Hela screamed.
He did so.
"Fuck my pussy!" Kitty screamed.
He did so.
After fucking every single girl and cumming inside their holes till noon, until they were completely drenched in sweat, and cum.
Aron let the girls rest and walked outside. Unlike them, he didn't need rest, and his stamina was unlimited. He blinked on the beach, then flicked his finger. A long beach chair appeared as he sat on it. Then, with another flick, a glass table appeared on his right. On it was a box of cigars, a bottle of whiskey, and two glasses.
He used telekinesis to pour two glasses of whiskey. Then took a cigar, prepped it, and lit it.
Behind him, the space rippled, and Lady Death appeared. She walked over and sat on his lap before taking a glass of whiskey. She then leaned on his chest while looking at the horizon.
Aron took a long puff and blew the smoke out.
"You look deadly as usual," He said with his usual smirk. "My Death."
Lady Death finished her drink and then shifted, sitting on his lap again, with her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She looked into his eyes for a moment before leaning near his ear. She whispered something that shocked him for a moment, then hugged him with a gentle, happy smile. Aron hugged her back, kissing her neck with a happy smile.
Life was really good...
...No.
It was freakin' AWESOME.
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AN: Now, I won't leave another long note. But Thank You all for all the support and reading this ff. Next, I'm working on 2 ffs. Brooklyn 99 and on multiple requests, a Deadpool ff. Just started Deadpool one today. Let's see how it goes. Public release date> I have no idea. I just started lol.
Well, see ya.