I opened my eyes to cheers all around me. Confused for a split second I thought I was back in the Arin’n Haelar. The same arena as before, there were just as many Shi’ar, but this time instead of the male Majestor, the Majestrix loomed above us. Floating screens focused on her and she announced loudly, “Thank you, Guardians of the Galaxy.”

The title of our crew caused the crowd to get even louder. Cheers ringing out everywhere, one of the screens filled with the view of us this time. I was at the center with Drax next to me, waving like an idiot all around him. The quiet Peter Quill on the other side of me, Groot, and Rocket all waved just as wildly. 

Blade standing at the edge, he didn’t wave. Instead he grumbled to himself and walked off camera and toward the edge of the arena floor.The cameras focused back on Lilandra and Kallark beside her. 

“For services rendered in the protection of the Shi’ar I grant you the following: A pardon for any past laws broken.” The crowd cheered louder for that for some reason. “And our undying friendship.” 

One of the triangle heads stepped forward. He began to give out medals, putting them on everyone one by one. When it came to my turn I put on my best grin. 

“I seem to remember a cash reward,” I said, projecting my voice out with Nen. 

“No,” the Majestrix responded, keeping her face composed. 

“Stingy bitch,” I mumbled as the medal was put around my neck. 

Annoyed, I knew it was probably enough of a reward. After Osiris attacked us to steal Delilah, Shadree had asked us to help against Thanos’ people besieging Chandilar. After some sweet ninja spaceship flying maneuvers and a knick of time save of Lilandra we had pushed Ronan and his people back. Shi’ar now safe from Thanos for the time being, Lilandra had been looking for a reason to celebrate, thus our ceremony.

Painting us as heroes of the galaxy and friends of the Shi’ar, it was probably the best outcome I could hope for. Everything was back as it should be and…a thought came to me, but I couldn’t remember what it was. Something felt wrong about all this, but I had been feeling that for a while after I got my memories back. 

“This day will now be known as Guardian Day,” the Majestrix announced. “A national holiday, we will all begin rebuilding our empire tomorrow.” This was met with more cheers, and it wasn’t too long until the booze was flowing. 

A large party at the throne room we were teleported there while the average citizen was let loose on the city to have some merriment. Having been waylaid by Thanos’ army for the past few months, it was a needed break for these people. Their haki practically singing with the joy of the war being over, I revelled in it for a while. Just enjoying the break for once as I finally had my memories in place. 

Accepting drinks, people gave toasts to my crew and I. Some remarking about the Arin’n Haelar and fights during that time. At one point I even ran into Korvus and Shadree. Though I had taken his arm, he wasn’t as salty after I saved his life from some weird tentacle shark Thanos’ people had let loose on the capital. 

All in all it was an end I was happy with. Unsure why I was so sad, I eventually snuck away. Flying over the city, I was escorted by drones of Garuda’s back to my ship. Though the AI had helped me, it had been hesitant and limited in its assistance as I prevented the Osiris from blowing up and taking out the entire palace. 

“There was a bomb?” I asked, unsure what I was thinking. I thought back and remembered a tense moment of cutting a red and blue wire, but I couldn’t remember if that was related to the Osiris or not. 

“What the hell is going on?” I asked, unconvinced of everything. Looking up to the sky there was plenty of space wreckage from Shi’ar ships. Proof enough that the big battle happened, I shook my head and finally got back to Shippie. 

“Welcome aboard, captain,” Shippie said. “Did the festivities end early?”

“Yeah,” I said, rubbing my temples. “I’ll talk to Lilandra about getting you your own medal.”

“That is unneeded. I am a ship,” it lied. Having spent time in the Captain’s Chair lately, I knew Shippie was far more than he implied. Leaving him to it I wandered to the bridge. Nebula sitting in one of the chairs of the bridge I leaned against the wall watching her. 

Looking over footage of the fight she watched as I took control of Shippie. Zooming and zipping all over the place as I exploded the fleet of Osiris. “Amazed by my driving skills?” I asked.

Nebula jumped, and hit a button, turning off the screen. “Oh its you,” she growled. Pushing the button again she brought up the screen only this time she fast forwarded. “No, I was hoping for more of the battle. It’s weird, the recording stops here.” She stopped the video as I left Shippie. The screen going black she fast forwarded to show that nothing else was recorded.

“That is weird,” I said, stepping up. “Shippie, you usually record everything. What happened here?”

“We were hit by some kind of EMP that killed our-”

“You said you’re immune to EMP,” I said, concerned. That was too much of a common trope from Earth, not space. 

“I…am,” Shippie said, some concern in his voice now. “I will do an analysis. Perhaps the Osiris blocked recordings somehow.”

“Maybe,” I said, but then looked down to Nebula. She was focused on the medal around my neck. “You know, you could have got one too.”

“Fuck that,” she said. “Last thing I need is some weird story going around that I help people.”

“Yeah, god forbid,” I said, but could feel that she was happy with what she had done. A lot of Shi’ar had seen her, but I doubted any knew the real face of the Andromeda’s. “Besides, I doubt your half-brother would have liked seeing you here.” She opened her mouth to deny it, but slowly nodded in agreement. 

“Where is Asterian?” I asked as I walked away from the bridge. 

“He flew off a bit ago. Wanted to report to the Xandarians,” Nebula said.

“Well thanks for sticking around. We can leave tomorrow to get you back to the Betelguese,” I said as I left. I hoped to have her stick around for a bit, but wasn’t going to push it. Nebula seemed the yandere or tsundere type, I couldn’t remember which. Whichever one acted like they hated people but really liked them deep down. She would bitch and moan about everything, but I was sure I could talk her into an alliance soon enough. 

Heading to my room my hands ran along the walls of the ship. Happy with what we had accomplished and somehow made it out in one piece. “Where the hell is Delilah?” I asked, realizing she hadn’t been there for the medal ceremony, no matter how excited she got. Looking with my Observation I found her asleep in my bed. 

“Alright,” I said, unsure why she would be there. Opening the door for my personal space I stepped in to find a very naked Delilah passed out on my bed. Her back to me, she was sleeping sideways on the bed, laying in a weird enough position to make me question if she had been dropped there by someone else. 

“Delilah,” I said, moving to her. Trying not to look at her perfect ass I pushed her shoulder. Her whole body moved with the motion as I pushed her harder. Her haki at peace, I thought of letting her finish the nap, but grew slightly worried by how out she was. Rubbing my hands together white electricity began sparking from my palms. Channeling Hoken into her I felt she was mentally exhausted. The power shooting through her began to heal her instantly. Causing her to stir and roll over, showing an even more perfect pair of tits. 

Looking away for a split second I then looked back, surprised by them. Last I had seen her, Delilah was rather skinny. Maybe small C-Cup breasts she looked about 16 or 17, but the breasts that she showed off were far larger and perhaps even bigger than the source materials.

“Delilah?” I asked, my eyes moving across her body. I couldn't help but notice she had become quite gorgeous. I hadn’t seen her naked since I pulled her from the vat, but she sure didn’t look like this. Her hair was less orange and more of a dark red. Her freckles present, but not near as prominent. Her skin was a deep tan as if she spent hours in the sun. Breasts perfect and round they were obviously D-cups, and had tiny nipples now that poked up. 

My eyes involuntarily moving down I noticed her waist was almost muscular. A line down the middle where her abs were, I could almost see the outline of them. And as I studied more I noticed no hair on her body besides on her scalp. Her hair longer too; it was now a little past the shoulders.

“Do you like what you see?” She asked, her eyes opening slowly as she smiled widely at me.

“Sorry,” I said, looking away as she sat up. Instead of being ashamed though she stood straight up as if it was normal to be naked around me.

“Weston,” she said. I peeked and looked away, caught off guard by how confident she was. “Dammit, I knew this would happen, but you assured me it would be fine.”

“What?” I asked, finally turning to face her. I wanted to look at her beautiful face, but I looked at her rack and the large blue stone hanging between the perfect mounds. It was a bright sapphire that was new on her. “Where did you-”

“Focus on the boobs,” she said, swaying from side to side as she made her breasts do the same. I obliged, staring at them, and unwilling to look away. She giggled happily as I watched them. “Good, lover,” she said. “Now, I am going to be very clear. You told me to tell you I’ve seen Toru.” 

Watching her boobs for another split second the name registered and my eyes shot up to her own. Her haki nothing but truth I asked slowly, “How do you know that name?”

“You showed me what she looked like,” she said, a slight twist to her lip. An almost all-knowing smile. 

“How-”

“I can’t explain,” she said. “Um you told me that your mutant power lets you gain memories and skills from other versions of you. Fusing you together in a way.”

“Ooookay,” I said as I nodded. I had worked that story out a while ago. “But how-”

“I saw some of your memories. A lot really. From your other versions. I learned a lot and we tried to make things go how we wanted, but we were only able to get this to work,” she said. Some sadness in her haki. I had no idea what was going on, but took a leap.

“So this isn’t real?” I asked, thinking maybe we were stuck in some story or Matrix. “I thought this got wrapped up rather easily.”

“No, this is real, you and I are real,” she said. Fingers moving across my brain I was surprised she was actually reading my mind a little. Her hands moved to my shoulders, and my eyes locked on her tits again. 

“Yes, I have more of my powers. And I know I’m the Phoenix, or a part of her, or whatever.” I opened my mouth but she continued. “I can’t tell you everything that happened. Nor why I can’t tell you why I can’t tell you. You just need to know that we fudged up everyone’s memory a little bit. This thing with Ronan and the Shi’ar mostly happened, and using everything we had at hand we were able to get the killing to stop.”

“How-I mean, what’s going on?” I asked, more confused somehow.

“Oh right uh, you told me that if you start to think too much, or ask too many questions, you should act like Luffy,” she said.

“Luffy?” I asked, picturing the idiot get beat up by Nami. But then remembered why I always tried to be like him. I felt myself relax almost instantly. Forcing my mind to stop worrying about what actually happened. So many times Luffy didn’t care about the backstory, all he cared about was helping his friends and beating up who hurt them. Everything else was just window dressing.

“Wow, it worked,” she said. “Whose Luffy, by the way.”

“I didn’t show you everything?” I asked, unsure what was safe to ask. 

“No, a lot, but not everything. We uh kind of got crunched for time,” she said. I nodded. 

“Okay,” I said, ignoring the question. “So I should just ignore what happened here?”

“Yeah, and the last thing you told me to tell you is that I have a powerful weapon at my command,” Delilah said. “You said you might need it in the future, and if you were to ask me for it, I should give it to you.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked, my eyes locking on her tits. “They’re pretty powerful.”

“Not that, well yeah, I did get these, and changed a few other things,” she said, stepping back and taking a pose with one arm raised and her leg out, showing off. Her body bouncing with the movement she asked. “So you don’t want the weapon?”

“Uh no,” I said, looking her up and down. It was like admiring a work of art. “If old me said for you to keep it, there was probably a reason.”

“Good,” she said then laid on the bed spread eagle. “You can take me now.”

“What?” I asked, getting a little nervous again. I still remembered her as the girl I found in the-

“Don’t,” she said with a frown, still laying on the bed. “I am not that girl anymore. I have a lot of memories now. Many I believe I can share with you. But right now, I want to make a new memory.”

“Yeah, but…you’re implying sex. You know that, right?” I asked. 

“Oh my god, yes,” she said, rolling her eyes. Sitting up she looked up at me like a sad puppy dog. “Come on, I watched you do it a lot. And I want it for myself. You promised.”

“That last one was a lie,” I said, feeling it in her haki. 

“Fine, yes, but it was very much leading up to that. Trust me, we went through a lot together,” she said.

“Yeah but, Delilah I really really like you,” I said.

“No, you love me,” she said, narrowing her eyes at me. I opened my mouth to deny it, but didn’t reply. I think a part of me did love her. That innocent girl I helped out, named, spent a few short days with, she had stuck in my mind for a reason. Some sort of chemistry between us I couldn’t explain. 

“Good, I can’t explain it either,” Delilah said. “I didn’t know I loved you either. But I do now, so you’re stuck with me. Have all the girls you want, I don’t care. Your other selves were the same way, and I’m not about to fight you on something I really don’t give a shit about.” 

I opened my mouth. “I assume that’s something you can’t explain either?” 

“I could, but I’m done talking,” she said, standing back up she stared up into my eyes and moved her hand to the back of my head. Feeling her haki fill to the brim with love, I didn’t really fight it anymore. Pushing back the image of the thin and immature girl I had found, right then in front of me was the woman she had become. 

My lips pressing against hers she moaned in my mouth as an image of me picking her up appeared in my mind. I obliged and moved my hands to her ass cheeks. The slightly shorter woman hopped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. Laying her down on the bed an image of me impaling her crept into my mind. 

“I’m getting there, stop being impatient,” I said, pulling away to study her. 

“Sorry, I’m just excited,” she said, her body shivering under mine, her cheeks blossomed with blush. 

“Me too,” I admitted. It had been a long time for me, and my forgetful self hadn’t been comfortable enough to know when was the right time. Current me knew exactly when to stop talking and go for it. Delilah’s haki like a raging inferno of lust, apparently I had already done the legwork without realizing it. 

Standing up I took off my jacket and shirt. Delilah licked her lips, watching me. “Go slower,” she ordered as she visually ate up my muscles. . 

“No, now I’m the impatient one,” I said, throwing them to the ground. She giggled, her legs rubbing together as I could feel her get more excited. “Shippie, no interruptions, and no watching.”

“Affirmative,” the ship said and I ignored the fact that he was probably still watching. Dropping my pants my rather hard dick was revealed, jumping from excitement Delilah actually squealed in glee. 

“Yes, yes, this is awesome,” she said as if she had waited a long time for this. 

“Dammit, I hate not knowing things,” I said. But looked down at her. Her perfect body practically writhing with excitement I moved toward her and took her ankles. Moving down, her eyes got big as she nodded rapidly. 

“Yah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I uh think I’m gonna like love this, do that,” she said. Her eyes wide as she watched my face move between her legs. Closing my eyes I didn’t need to see her face to understand her excitement. Her energy ablaze, my Hoken told me she was already ready to cum. 

Extending the pleasure, I kissed her mound then inner legs and eventually lower lips. All the while she tried and failed at cursing. “Sheeshush. You can st-tart. Mother Mayhew. Ah I like-West side story. Weston! Please start. You’re driving me insane!” She got out.

“I know,” I said with a chuckle and latched onto her lower lips. She moaned and tried to push away, caught off guard by the sensations. My tongue easily finding her clit I moved it around the hard bean slowly. Delilah cursed all the while. Her hand moving up to her tits she moaned as she pulled her own nipples. 

“I see why I did that now. AND why you DID that! Funtime galore! Yeesh,” she said and I continued licking slowly. Ready for my own release though I charged my hands with Hoken and shot electricity all over her lower half.

Nerves firing like christmas tree lights, she came instantly. Like a shock to the system she cried out then went silent as her legs twisted and locked in a weird position around my head. “Ohhh wow,” she got out and her perfect abs writhed as her legs kicked and she tried to get away. Keeping her in place with a little effort, her orgasm reached a peak and slowly faded away.

When she finished I sat up as I wiped my mouth. Delilah’s eyes stared at the ceiling, sightless for a moment then she locked onto my erection. “I uh understand it now. Yeah, you uh, can stick that thing in whatever you want. Like nothing barred.” 

“Wow,” I said. Moving to over top of her. “That easy?”

“No uh, I mean I tried to make myself do that once. After the girls talked,” she said shyly. “But you make it look easy.”

“Your first orgasm then?” I asked. 

“First of many,” she said, hope in her haki. Her eyes big she looked down to my nine inch dick, and moved her legs apart. “I know it can fit, but uh…be gentle.”

“Yes, dear,” I said and the name made her smile harder. Her arms moving to around my neck she began kissing me, uncaring of the taste. Lining my dick up with her lower lips she gasped as I entered. Moaning in my mouth I found myself grunting as well from how tight she was. Inexperienced as possible I found out the truth of it as I burst through her maidenhead.

“Ow,” she said scrunching her face in pain, but I sent Hoken into her from my dick. White light escaping from where our sexes met she moaned, wiggling as she said, “You were right. Your dick is magic.” 

“You have no idea,” I said as I descended in further. My arms wrapping around hers she moaned and took all of it. Sending pleasurable signals wherever I touched she came again as soon as I bottomed out in her.

“Oh Wes-” She got out before the full orgasm hit her. As it did I began going in and out of her slowly. Her eyes locking onto where our sexes met she gripped her tits and pulled her nipples as she let me do everything.

“Fuck,” I got out feeling her get tighter somehow. My eyes glancing over the blue stone between her tits, my mouth locked onto one of the nipples. 

“Do it,” Delilah said as I began to nibble the hard nub. “Oooh you are good at every-thing,” she got out as I pulled out and slammed in. She then became a grunting and groaning mess as I really began to fuck her. 

Focused on my pleasure it only took a dozen thrusts before I was burying myself in her and cumming for all I was worth. Huge shots of cum entering her she gasped as her legs and arms wrapped around me. My face nuzzling up to her neck I bit and sucked it hard, trying to mark her as mine as I painted her insides.

We stayed like that for a long moment. Her arms and legs eventually relaxing I stayed buried in her as I laid atop her body. Perfect tits pressing up against me, one of her hands scratched the back of my head as another ran along my spine. Moaning contently as I tried to come to terms with how quickly I had corrupted this girl.

“Nope, no moping. That was great, and I was promised a lot more of it. Now do your healing thing, and lets try another position,” Delilah said.

“You’re ready for round two?” I asked, talking into the nape of her neck. Sniffing deeply, I couldn’t help but notice how much I liked her scent.

“Nope, so heal me up. I want to try some things. I seem to remember some hair pulling and mouth stuff. I want to try it all,” she said. I pulled out and I saw her as the new Delilah now. No Jean Grey in her, she was her own person. Confident, gorgeous, and all mine.

“I am,” she said, blushing. “All yours. You and I used to rule this galaxy, and I think we can make it happen again. But for now, I want a lazy Guardian Day as you fuck my brains out. So wash up and start again.” She got up and bent over the bed. “I’m thinking like this now. Or wait, I want to taste it before that, don’t I? Okay, wash then stick it in my mouth. You seemed to like it, so might as well start now.”

“Okay,” I said, unsure what she was talking about, but her haki was truthful. Maybe I could get some answers from her in between bouts of sex. Either way I knew we would have a long day ahead of us. 

Dasart

this mostly wraps up what I wanted to accomplish in Marvel. I do still have ideas for this, mainly I want to complete the Dr. Manhattan Project and of course eventually go against Thanos. But that won’t be in this book. Next up I plan to go back to DC to finish up the drama there. I feel like I have a Batman worthy arc coming up but I haven’t finished it. So probably going to be a few weeks until I release again. 

Either way I do plan to bring smut back. The series definitely started as smut driven plot. And has evolved into plot driven smut. I think I’d like to go back to how things used to be, but we will see. Thanks for sticking around for this arc. I hope you enjoyed it.