X-Force: Beyond Omega

Aron stood in the middle of a vast, dark void. The Phoenix Force burned around him, golden and red flames twisting like a living thing. He simply focused on the Death Aura that he absorbed from Lady Death and used the Phoenix Force to locate her, well he never expected to rip through the dimensional barriers and enter there...

Lady Death's realm.

The darkness shifted. The abyss around him rippled like water, and then, in a blink, he found himself inside a grand mansion.

The room was vast and bathed in soft candlelight. In the center stood a king-size bed covered in black silk sheets. To the right, a dressing table with a large mirror reflected the pale figure sitting before it.

Lady Death.

She wore an almost transparent black dress that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back as she brushed it, her eyes meeting his in the mirror.

She did not look surprised.

Aron stepped forward. His presence filled the room, the heat of his power clearing the gloomy atmosphere, spreading traces of life around that place.

"Would you look at that?" she said softly, setting the brush down. "You have mastered your Phoenix Force already." Her lips curved. "You are a fast learner, my dear Aron. No wonder, Thanos didn't stand a chance and you even tamed Hela, that's a plus point."

Aron reached her, placing his hands on her bare shoulders. His touch was warm, alive, the opposite of her cold, eternal existence. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck.

"Are you going to talk about unnecessary things or continue where we left off?"

He ran his fingers along her throat, caressing her delicate skin. She tilted her head, allowing him to kiss her more fully, a sigh escaping her as he nibbled on her earlobe.

A small, knowing smile touched her lips. "You are bold, as always."

Aron's lips curved. He whispered in her ear. "Is that a complaint?"

"No." She closed her eyes, her voice growing soft. "I love that about you."

He moved his hands lower, fingers tracing the sides of her waist. She let out a slow breath. He could feel her body react, the slight shiver that ran through her despite her usual composure.

He kissed the side of her neck, taking his time, his lips dragging over her cold skin. "You missed me," he whispered.

'Oh, yeah. You have no idea.' Death's fingers curled against the table. "I do not 'miss' things."

Aron chuckled, his hands slipping lower, pulling her back against him. "Liar."

Her chest rose with a slow inhale, but she said nothing.

"Do you know what I missed?" he asked, his voice low. "The way you tremble when I touch you."

She stiffened, but he saw the way her hands twitched. He slowly moved his hands up, cupping her breasts and giving them a nice soft squeeze. She bit her lips, the first sign of weakness.

"I missed the way you blush when I run my fingers here," he whispered, dragging his thumbs over her nipples. "And the way your breathing quickens when I kiss you like this." He nipped her shoulder, and she shuddered against him.

She shifted slightly in her seat, as though to turn and face him, but he held her in place, keeping his body pressed against hers.

"As far as I remember, you ate me out. I don't remember many details because it wasn't that good," Lady Death said with a sly smile. "So, why don't you try again? Maybe jog up my memories."

Aron smirked. He knew she was challenging him, testing him. So, he was going to make sure that he left her no doubts. He grabbed the bottom of her dress and tore it open, ripping the black silk like paper. She gasped in surprise.

He moved his hands lower, over her stomach, to the space between her legs, where he traced circles with his fingers. She let out a shuddering breath, her skin growing warmer by the second. His fingers trailed over her thighs, spreading them apart, and then he slid his hand up, tracing over her wet pussy, stroking her lips softly.

Her breath caught, her body tense with anticipation. He leaned in and kissed her neck again, nipping at her earlobe as he slowly stroked her wet folds.

"Mumm~ Someone is eager," He whispered.

"I don't know what you mean," She tried to sound calm and unaffected, but he could feel her pulse quickening.

"Of course not." Aron's smirk deepened. "Because you are Death, right? A powerful entity. So, you can't possibly be aroused by something so trivial."

He found her clit and stroked it gently, teasing her sensitive nub with soft, slow movements. She let out a small moan, arching against him, her hands gripping the edge of the table for support.

"That's right. I'm Death. The embodiment of... Ah!" Her words trailed off into a gasp as he increased the speed of his strokes, rubbing her clit with more force. Her legs quivered, her back arching as she pressed herself against him, seeking more friction.

He continued to tease her, sliding his fingers over her slick folds, teasing her entrance with his thumb, before returning to rub her clit in slow, deliberate circles.

"What was that?"

"N-nothing!" she said hastily, biting her lip to keep from crying out as he increased the pace of his strokes. "I was just saying that I am not... Ohh!"

She cried out as Aron slid two fingers inside her, curling them upward to hit that spot within her that made her tremble. Her entire body shook, her legs twitching, her muscles tensing, her hips bucking involuntarily as she struggled to remain upright.

Then Aron pulled his fingers out, turned the chair, and went down on her.

Lady Death's legs went over his shoulders as he began eating her pussy. He licked her wet folds, his tongue exploring her depths. His mouth moved up, his lips brushing against her clit. His fingers moved down, rubbing her wet folds while his tongue swirled around her clit.

She let out a low moan, her breathing ragged, her hands gripping his hair. "Oh my!" she gasped, her eyes fluttering shut. "Aron..."

Her body trembled, her hips jerking forward as he continued to pleasure her. Her cries grew louder, her nails digging into his scalp. Her thighs quivered, her muscles tensing, her back arching.

And then...

She came.

A shuddering breath escaped her lips, her body spasming with release as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. Her legs tightened around his head, her fingers dug into his shoulders, and she threw her head back and screamed his name.

She came.

She came really hard.

It was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen.

'So sweet,' Aron drank every bit of her nectar, enjoying the taste of her climax.

Lady Death's body slumped back in the chair, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she struggled to recover from her orgasm.

Aron moved up and kissed her, giving her a taste of her own juices. She returned his kiss hungrily, her hands moving up to grip his shirt, pulling him closer.

"You are such a tease," she muttered, leaning against him, her eyes closed.

"You know you love it," Aron said with a grin.

Lady Death let out a soft sigh, resting her head on his chest. "I do."

She flicked her fingers and his clothes disappeared.

Aron stood before her. His hard cock pointed at her face.

"Suck it," He ordered.

A tingle went through Lady Death's body. She didn't like being commanded. She was the one in control. But when it came to him... She found herself wanting to obey. To please him. To be dominated by him. He was her chosen one.

She leaned forward, wrapping her fingers around his shaft, stroking it slowly. Her eyes met his, and she saw a flash of amusement cross his face. He liked this. Seeing her submit to him. Seeing her give in to his demands.

And she did too.

Lady Death ran her tongue along the length of his cock, swirling it around his tip before taking him into her mouth. Her lips wrapped tightly around his girth as she bobbed her head up and down, sucking hard and fast. Aron moaned as she worked him over, her tongue moving expertly along his shaft. The sucking force... Well, that was perfect.

Her lips were soft and wet, her mouth warm and welcoming. Her tongue danced along his shaft, sending shivers of pleasure through his body. His hands found their way into her hair, gripping it tightly as he thrust forward, pushing deeper into her throat.

"That's it. That's it, my goddess," Aron breathed, his voice thick with desire. "Take it all."

She moaned around his cock as he thrust deeper into her mouth, gagging slightly but not stopping. Her fingers dug into his thighs as she held on, swallowing every inch of him.

"Fuck yeah, that's hot," Aron growled, watching her take his entire length down her throat.

He felt himself nearing his climax and pulled away from her, leaving her panting for breath. 'Fuck! I nearly came.' He lifted her off the chair and carried her to the big bed, softly throwing her on the silk sheets.

She looked so sexy laying there with her legs spread wide open, waiting for him. Her hair fanned out around her head like a halo. Her breasts rose and fell as she caught her breath. Her nipples were erect and begging for attention.

He couldn't resist any longer.

Aron climbed onto the bed and pinned her arms above her head. He looked into her cold eyes. His cock was touching her pussy folds. A little push and it will enter her. But he waited, slowly moving his hips and rubbing the tip all over her pussy slit, mixing his pre cum with her juice.

"You are such a tease," Lady Death complained.

"And you love it." Aron gave her a smirk, then leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Just admit it."

Her eyes narrowed, but her lips curved into a smile. "I admit nothing."

"Then I guess I'll have to make you."

He thrust forward, burying his cock deep inside her.

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[Thanos's prison]

"MMMMM!" Thanos couldn't even scream since his mouth was shut and he was forbidden to make any sound or move. Fucker just stood there like a frozen purple cuck. He wanted to tear apart everyone and everything, but well, this fucker was purple balled. No one will ever see or hear from him again. 

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