Marvel: Upgrading Death

Chapter 135 135 - Nerds Assembled, Celestial Tracker, Dino Corp On Top & Destroying Ego IV

It was sloppy, an unthinkingly enthusiastic revenge. She poured every ounce of betrayal into that kiss, mouth open wide, sucking and licking. Her hands fisted in his clothes as if she'd climb inside him just to spite the thing that had ruined her life.

Marshall was amused for a second, but once he felt her lips, his arms snaked around her slender waist. His rough fingers slid lower, claiming two greedy handfuls of her soft ass. With just the slightest effort, he lifted her clean off the ground, forcing her long legs to snap around his hips and lock tight behind his back.

The moment he had her wrapped around him, Meredith's tongue went feral. Hot and filthy, it shoved deep into his mouth, slobbering messily over his lips, his teeth, even dragging wetly across his chin before coiling wildly around his own tongue.

She kept just enough space between their faces that the glistening tangle of tongues stayed perfectly visible. A nasty show for the only audience there. The shiny strings connecting them were sinfully clear. She devoured him with sloppy, eager moans.

"No! Stop this! Meredith!" Ego roared, the glass chamber vibrating.

But Meredith didn't stop. If anything, the scream only made her kiss harder.

Marshall understood instantly. This wasn't lust, it was rage. This was her loud, messy, dripping revenge for his twisted plan that had left her dying and Peter fatherless. For his cheating with god knows how many women or female kind out there. She was going to fuck the pain away right in front of the bastard who caused it.

"Ummmmh…" Meredith slobbered against his mouth, the sound deliciously eager. Her hips rolled shamelessly against the growing bulge in his pants.

Grinning Marshall obliged. He turned slowly on the spot so Ego's brain had the perfect view of Meredith's back, the way her summer dress was already riding up. He kept one hand locked under her ass, while his free hand kneaded one firm asscheek.

His thick fingers wrinkled the fabric higher and higher until the smooth, nude length of her thighs was exposed and her cute white panties were on full display, stretched tight over her pert little ass.

"Meredith! I did it because I loved you!" Ego screamed, the entire glass chamber rattling violently.

Finally, Meredith ripped her mouth away from Marshall's. She slid down his body until her sandals touched the white floor again, breathing hard, chest heaving. Her eyes were still glassy with tears, but the look she gave the floating brain was pure, venomous hate.

She ignored Ego's words completely and spoke only to Marshall, voice trembling with something far darker than grief.

"First Man… please make lov–--No, just fuck me."

"..."

Marshall looked at her, then at Ego's glowing brain, then back at her. His gaze dragged slowly from her tear-streaked face down her slender body. She was thinner than he usually liked, but pretty, and right now that was more than enough. He hated Ego, and even the faintest celestial stink on the bastard made this personal.

This was Meredith's revenge. And his too.

"Got a better idea." Marshall grinned wickedly. He stepped behind her, planted one large hand on her ass, and gave her a firm push forward until she stood directly in front of the massive glass chamber, Ego's brain floating mere feet away. "Lean forward."

Meredith understood instantly. Without hesitation, she bent at the waist, placing both palms flat against the cool glass. She spread her feet apart, arched her back, and pushed her ass back toward him, presenting herself like an offering of pure spite. Her glare bored straight into the brain behind the glass, eyes blazing with hate even as fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.

Marshall moved in behind her. With a casual flick of thought, all his clothes vanished into nothing, leaving his tall, muscular body bare and his half-hard cock already swelling.

He yanked her summer dress up and bunched it roughly around her lower back. Then he hooked two fingers into the waistband of her white panties and ripped them apart, letting the ruined fabric flutter to the white floor.

Her ass was cloud-like soft, not overly large but perfectly pale. That smooth curve was a sight to behold.

Marshall slid one thick hand between them, fingers gliding over her shaved or waxed pussy. She wasn't drenched yet, but that didn't matter. He pushed one finger inside her tight heat, then another, curling them while his thumb nudged her swollen, sensitive kernel.

"Ummmh… Yes!" Meredith moaned as more tears streaked down her face. "Aaaaah!"

"No… Stop, Meredith." Ego murmured, the brain flickering with distress.

Marshall didn't stop. He fucked her steadily with his thick fingers, curling them deeper into her heat, pumping faster between her flushed lower lips, until her body betrayed her completely.

After years bedridden and untouched, the sudden stimulation was too much.

Meredith's thighs started to quiver. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, her walls salivated nonstop, and with a broken cry, she came. Clear nectar gushed out of her in pulses, splattering onto the sterile white floor under her spread legs and coating Marshall's hand in glistening juices.

"Ah! Ahhhhh! Yes… In me… First Man… don't be gentle," she gasped.

"Ain't planning to."

Marshall pulled his fingers free, gripped his now rock-hard cock, bent his knees slightly, and lined up with her dripping petals. Then, he pushed, drilling his purple tip between her folds. She was impossibly tight, her first cock in years, but he wasn't planning on easing in.

Plap!

He slammed forward in one brutal thrust, spearing her open, forcing her pussy to stretch wide around his swollen shaft until he buried himself balls-deep and stayed. His pelvis slapped loudly against her soft asscheeks.

He looked up at the glass, staring straight at Ego's brain while he reached forward and shoved the bunched dress off her shoulders. Her small, perky breasts spilled free.

Marshall's large hands immediately clawed at them, squeezing the soft handfuls roughly, pinching her stiff nipples between his fingers as he started to fuck her

The rhythm was vicious from the first plunge. His hips snapped forward again and again, pounding her tight cunt with wet, obscene sounds that echoed through the chamber. Every brutal thrust made her slender body jolt forward, her mounds jiggling in his hands, her palms squeaking against the glass.

Her pussy lips stretched and splayed around his girth, clinging to him like an angry fist. He could feel her wet walls contracting and fluttering, massaging his cock in scorching heat. This was what she wanted, what she needed to prove she wasn't some discarded pawn. And Marshal gave it to her with pleasure.

Marshall kept his eyes locked on Ego's floating brain, watching the electric sparks flare with rage, then dropped his gaze to Meredith's reflection on the polished surface.

Her tear-streaked face, her eyes wide open in dark pleasure, mouth hanging slack as broken moans spilled out. She stared hatefully at Ego even while her pussy clenched and fluttered wildly around Marshall's pistoning cock.

"Yes, yes, harder… so much! I feel full… oh, you're ripping me open!" Meredith cried, pushing her hips back to meet every savage thrust.

Ego had gone completely silent. No longer screaming, just watching in impotent fury.

Marshall fucked her harder, driving every thick inch from tip to balls with eager force..

Plap! Plap! Plap!

"Move," Marshall barked suddenly. He stepped up, driving her body forward, too.

From leaning, Meredith was soon smushed flat against the massive glass. Her cheek, her small tits, and her flat belly pressed against the cool surface as he kept hammering into her from behind. Her pussy had already clenched and gushed around his cock once, and he could feel her building toward another. She was going to come again and again, right in front of the bastard.

Plap! Plap!

Pang! Pang!

The sharp sounds of flesh slapping glass joined the wet clapping, her pale skin squeaking audibly against the smooth surface with every brutal thrust.

"Fuck! Yesss!" Meredith wailed as he hit that perfect spot again and again.

"Louder." Marshall roared. He grabbed her chin, turned her head, and crushed his mouth to hers in a messy kiss.

"Mmmmmmmmmh…!"

Meredith hummed desperately into his mouth, tongue tangling with his. When he finally pulled back, she broke into a loud, pleasurable moan.

"Aaaaaaah! I… missed this… yes! Yes, so good… harder! More….!"

Marshall kept pumping, ruthless and reckless. His heavy balls slapping her clit with every plunge. "Yeah, damn… Fuck… tight pussy… Ego ain't packing much, I guess? Don't worry, I got it... covered... and stretched!"

Ego was deathly silent, but Marshall could feel the seething anger radiating from the brain behind that glass.

Plap! Plap!

"Gaaaah! There!"

Marshall finally felt his blood surge. He slammed in one last time, flattening her hard against the glass until her tits smushed outward, pale flesh widening against the surface. He ground deep, cock throbbing hard inside her tight cunt, and unloaded.

Hot, thick jets of white erupted straight into her, stuffing her pussy in heavy, endless bursts. Rope after rope pumped deep, filling her until it started to leak out around his shaft, dripping down her trembling thighs in creamy white trails.

"On your knees."

Marshall pulled out with a wet squelch, splattering a few drops of cum onto the chamber glass containing Ego. Absolutely intentional, of course.

His cum-coated cock was still rock-hard and glistening. He pushed Meredith down roughly until she dropped to her knees on the white floor. And positioned her sideways so that one side of her tear-streaked, ruined face was clearly visible to the floating brain.

"Suck it." He grabbed a fistful of her golden hair and rammed his soaked cock straight into her mouth, bottoming out in one brutal thrust.

Meredith's eyes flared wide, throat bulging as she took every inch.

But she didn't pull back. She placed both hands on his ass and shoved her face forward even harder, forcing his cock deeper down her throat. She side-eyed the massive brain behind the glass the entire time, pure anger still burning in her watery eyes.

Slosh! Squelch!

Marshall groaned as her mouth worked him furiously. He could feel lips stretched and swollen around his girth; her face looked flushed from the effort. She took him to the hilt, gagging around his flesh rod while spit and leftover batter dripped in long, shiny strands from her lips. He could feel the froth around his base, sticky and squelching.

"Ugh… swallow!" Marshall growled. He burst again, filling her gullet with fresh, thick batter.

Meredith drank every drop, gulping greedily around his pulsing cock, not spilling a single drop.

"Show me," Marshall ordered, pulling out.

He looked down. Meredith, still on her knees, opened her mouth wide, tongue out, showing the creamy pool of white gathered there.

"Show him."

She turned her head slightly toward the glass chamber and opened her mouth even wider, displaying the filthy evidence for Ego to see. Her eyes never left the brain, defiant and hateful even as cum glistened on her tongue.

Chuckling, Marshall grabbed her arm and pulled her back to her feet. In one smooth motion, he scooped her up into a princess carry, her cum-leaking body cradled against his muscular chest. "Let's move to the bedroom. Ain't much fun with this ugly brain-thing around. Better pound you in private."

"Mmmm… please do… as much as you want," she whispered needily.

With that, Marshall opened a portal in the air and vanished with Meredith still in his arms, leaving nothing but the wet spots on the white floor behind.

Ego was left completely alone in the white chamber. For a long moment, there was silence. Then the electric currents around the brain started to snap and crackle violently, bright arcs of energy lashing uselessly against the reinforced glass.

He could do nothing but seethe.

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Meanwhile, outside the Ego's confinement chamber.

"You seeing this?" Howard asked, staring at the camera feed.

"He's… wild," Hank Pym muttered, eyeing his wife Janet behind.

"He's big," Janet added.

The three were in the security room and watching what was happening inside. However, the reason they did that wasn't that they were curious. It was because Ego's brain showed an extreme amount of activity that helped them calibrate their Celestial tracker.

"So…" Howard gulped. "Should we ask First Man to… bang that woman in front of that brain every day?"

"I suppose so…" Janet muttered. "But I'll need a closer look."

"..."

Hank Pym sighed and pressed the bridge of his nose. "Divorce?"

"Hmm… I suppose," Janet answered.

"Our daughter?"

"Fifty-fifty," she replied.

"And the rest?"

"Yours is yours, mine is mine."

Howard Stark gawked at the little exchange. That was perhaps the quickest divorce initiation and settlement he'd ever seen.

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Dinosia,

Raven had lived a long life, most of which was fun thanks to the First Man taking her in. And as the intelligence chief of Dinosia, she got to experience some of the most exciting things in the world.

She truly believed that Dinosia was the most powerful nation in the world, if it could be called a nation. It was just a place run by unwilling nerds who did their job to earn some benefits and get funds for their future nerd projects.

She loved it. They were all so competent in everything they did. And because they were so lazy, they always found the fastest way to complete each job. That was why she also believed that Dinosia had the best intelligence network.

They had alien technology to help them in the first place. They could spy on anyone on the planet, no matter how secretly hidden they were.

And that was why she stood in that interrogation chamber, staring at the man they had caught trying to sneak into Dinosia. The man had swum all the way from mainland California to Dinosia. He did that with a metal arm.

"So you're saying this man is James Buchanan Barnes? A friend of Rogers from even before World War?" Raven asked, eyeing the man in question. "Blood report?"

"A version of super-soldier serum, ma'am."

Raven sighed, shaking her head. The world was obsessed with serums for some reason. Even their own nerds were interested in it at first.

"When is Rogers coming?"

"He's on the way, ma'am."

"Alright, keep him locked up. I'll go report to the First Man."

She didn't need to tell that to the First Man, however. She had plenty of discretion and trust. But she still wanted to because no matter what, she was a little bit greedy for his attention.

"Ma'am!"

However, it just wasn't her day. On the way, she was stopped by an intelligence officer who showed her a report on a futuristic flat-screen touchpad.

"Our Dino Corp ships sent this. Multiple Kree ships have jumped into the Solar System."

"Those blue bastards!" Raven cursed.

Though there was a bit of insecurity. She wondered if the First Man would prefer her blue self or those blue aliens more.

"I'll report to the First Man."

This time, she really had to.

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