- A lot of people have been telling me it's not easy to keep up with what's happening in the Marvel comics universe anymore...616 to be precise. I stopped reading the Marvel comics just before the horrible Superior Spider-Man series began. If I tried to get back into the books now, there's going to be a whole lot of catching up for me to do.

- The last book I read was the Spider-Man/Dardevil mini series during the War of the Realms arc and War of the Realms: Strikeforce. It was really good and I laughed so hard at the funny helmet Peter Parker wore during their quest to Jotunheim. It even granted him the ability to communicate with the Asgardian horses.

Enjoy.

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Spider-Man was once again in the forest of Wakanda but found himself unable to move. Laying around him were the broken bodies of his fellow Avengers, their dead expressions one of shock and horror. Blood poured out of the Black Widow's mouth as her lifeless eyes stared at him.

"Nat!"

Before he could say anything else, her body faded away and was replaced by Maria. She immediately reached out for him with her left hand. Peter was able to extend his right arm towards her but just as their fingers were about to touch...Hill swiftly turned to dust too.

"You've fought well, insect..."

Spider-Man turned around and found Thanos standing behind him menacingly. Wanda and May were being held by their necks in both his hands. The two women were trying to break free with everything they had.

There was a sickening sneer on the mad Titan's face. "But your efforts were for naught."

And with a single burst of strength, Thanos coldly snapped both of their necks in front of the young Spider. Peter felt his heart drop as their bodies fell to the floor and laid motionless.

"No!"

"...ter!"

"Peter, wake up!"

…

Valkyrie woke up immediately after she heard her boyfriend cry out in his sleep. She carefully shook Peter by his chest to wake him up from the nightmare that was plaguing his mind right now.

"Peter!"

He didn't seem to hear her at all. She tried again with a louder tone of voice. "Peter, wake up!"

Valkyrie was barely able to move her hand back as Spider-Man sat up at an alarming speed. His breathing was heavy and erratic at first but it gradually went back to normal after a minute. Peter wiped away some of the sweat on his head before he looked at her.

"B-Brunnhilde? Sorry if I woke you."

She shook her head, rubbing his back in a soothing circular motion. "It's alright. How do you feel?"

"Restless and a little thirsty."

Brunnhilde grabbed a bottle of water from the small table beside their bed and handed it to him. Peter thanked her before he removed the cap and began to drink.

"Drink it slowly." She gently reminded. "You don't want to choke on the water by accident."

The young Spider drank about half of the water before he gave the bottle back to his girlfriend. She set it aside in case he needed another drink later.

"Was it the same nightmare again?"

"No...but it was similar. Maria got erased again but this time, Thanos killed Wanda and May right in front of me." He muttered, burying his face behind his hands.

Valkyrie hugged Peter from behind and rested her head on his back. He didn't suffer from nightmares very often but whenever they did occur, it was almost always about the end of the battle in Wakanda. Valkyrie deeply regretted not being able to aid them in the fight at the time. She wasn't so arrogant as to believe her participation would've helped to achieve victory but there was a chance she could've at least hurt the mad Titan enough for Thor to deal a proper killing blow.

In hindsight, it was rather strange that her King chose to strike Thanos in the chest rather than the head...where his death would've definitely been assured.

It was too late to change things now but she too missed Wanda and Maria deeply. The Scarlet Witch and Maria Hill were one of the many who perished in that fight...with Wanda dying right in front of Peter. When Valkyrie learned of their deaths for the first time, it almost broke her heart. They had become great friends during their time traveling together through the stars.

"You feeling better?" She asked after a long moment of silence.

"A little bit. Thanks for waking me up in time."

"Of course. I know what it's like to deal with nightmares. I've had quite a few of them myself in the past."

"...About your first lover, right?"

Valkyrie nodded sadly. "The image of her being impaled by Hela's sword haunted me for a long time. I tried to forget it by getting drunk everyday or engaging in pointless flings with some of the women on Sakaar. Of course, none of it helped much...it only dulled the pain for a while."

Spidey placed his hand on top of hers. "What was she like?"

"A confident and powerful woman with a heart of gold...she was a bit like you, actually. It was rare for her to make jokes but when she did, they were genuinely funny."

"Sounds like she was quite the keeper."

Valkyrie smiled as she caressed the side of his face. "That she was...and I'll never forget her. Right now though, being with you is what makes me happy."

She leaned forward and lovingly kissed Peter. His hands held Brunnhilde by her hips as she climbed onto his lap. Her tongue started to wrestle with his, making their kiss grow more heated by the second. Neither of them had much clothing on to begin with. Peter was only wearing his boxers while Valkyrie wore little more than a sports bra and shorts to bed.

She quickly took off her clothes while the young Spider removed his boxers. Brunnhilde licked her lips when she saw Peter's big dick...all hard and ready to plunge into her wet and aroused vagina.

"Let's forego the foreplay tonight..." She whispered, spreading her legs open. "Just fuck me now."

Peter smirked before he slammed his cock deep into Valkyrie's pussy. Drilling into her sex with quick powerful thrusts, his hands cupped both of her breasts and squeezed her dark nipples. Valkyrie's eyes rolled to the back of her head, her body and mind nearly overwhelmed by the abundance of pleasure Peter was making her feel.

"F-fuck! Oh yes, Peter!" She yelled. "Your cock feels so good!"

The young Spider groaned, loving the way she tightened her inner muscles around his dick. "Mnngh, you're so tight!"

He grabbed hold of Brunnhilde's nice firm butt and lifted her off the bed. She hugged Peter by his neck as his cock continued to hammer into her womb. Valkyrie didn't know how much time had passed but she was vaguely aware that they've been fucking for a long while. There was a good chance Hela and Darcy could hear her screams of delight by now. After all, they were both staying in the same house. The Asgardian woman didn't care though...all she wanted right now was for Peter to keep fucking her endlessly.

"Don't stop! I-I'm about to-ahhh!"

Valkyrie wrapped her legs around his waist as her orgasm suddenly struck a few minutes later. Peter came immediately afterwards, firing thick ropes of his hot sperm into the inner depths of her pussy. The two held onto each other breathlessly for a moment before the young Spider laid them back down onto their soft bed.

"You okay?"

Brunnhilde climbed on top of Peter with a tired grin on her face. "Never felt better. Hela and Darcy might be a little annoyed with us tomorrow morning."

He chuckled. "Because of how loud we were? Probably...maybe we should take it down a notch next time."

"Over my dead body. Besides..."

She grabbed hold of Peter's still hard cock and began to jack him off, making him groan out of pleasure.

"We're not even close to being finished yet." Valkyrie coyly whispered before she impaled her pussy down onto his dick. "Hmm...time for round two, Peter."

…

The Goddess of Death opened the door to Brunnhilde's room and peeked inside. A little smile graced her face when she saw her and Peter snoozing comfortably together. They were finally asleep after a long night of making love to each other. The loud noises the two of them made had woken up herself and Darcy by accident. They were able to find some earplugs and go back to bed...eventually.

Darcy was napping on the couch right now to make up for her lack of proper rest last night. The Goddess of Death on the other hand didn't feel very tired and spent some time on preparing breakfast for them all when they woke up later. Jane Foster and Peter had taught her how to cook some simple recipes during her first year of living on Earth. It's been a while since she last cooked but Hela was confident the French toast and eggs she made was at least edible.

She headed back downstairs and sat on the couch, taking care not to wake up Darcy by accident. The pretty human woman mumbled something in her sleep as she hugged her pillow more tightly.

Hela leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Now seemed a good time as any to sort out the thoughts in her head, namely the ones about Peter. Her affections for the webslinger were growing stronger by the day...although the idea of being in love was still somewhat strange to her. During her younger years, her father was always sending her out to the frontlines of battle during their conquest of the nine realms and so there were never any opportunities or time to even consider the idea of romance.

Love wasn't a completely foreign concept to her. She did love her mother and mourned for her greatly when she passed. As for Odin...after he imprisoned her in Hell, any positive feelings that she might've held for the All-Father disappeared entirely. A small part of her still respected him though albeit not by much.

Her old self probably would've laughed at the fact that she was attracted to a mortal from Midgard...but that person no longer existed and she was all the better for it.

Being in love with Peter made her happy...now the only problem was figuring out how and when to tell him. Not only that but she also needed to make certain his other beloved girlfriends would be okay with her in being a part of their relationship. She was most concerned about Brunnhilde in particular. Having worked together to guide their people for the past few years, they no longer considered each other to be mortal enemies. They were now respected acquaintances but there was a bit of uneasy tension that still lingered between them.

Hela very much hoped Brunnhilde wouldn't object to her being with Peter too.

Darcy stirred awake and sat up before she yawned with her arms outstretched. "Hey, Hela. W-what time is it?"

She looked at the clock on the wall. "It's almost ten. I trust you had a good nap?"

"Well enough. How come you're not tired? We both woke up a little too early last night."

"I once fought a battle for two weeks without rest. Losing a few hours of sleep is hardly a problem for me."

Darcy muttered something about her being such a badass and the Goddess of Death laughed softly out of amusement. They had built up sort of an odd friendship in the last four years but she was proud to have her as a friend.

"Are Peter and Valkyrie awake yet?"

"I don't think so." Hela said. "If you're hungry, I've made breakfast while you were all asleep."

Darcy gave her a grateful smile before she headed for the kitchen. On the table was the French toast and scrambled eggs Hela cooked earlier, all neatly placed on two separate plates. Beside the food was a pot of freshly brewed coffee. Darcy quickly poured herself a cup and enjoyed the smooth and slightly bitter flavour of the caffeine as she took a sip.

"Good morning, all."

Valkyrie entered the kitchen with a huge grin on her face. Hela and Darcy noticed the Asgardian woman was walking in a funny way as she made a beeline for the pot of coffee.

"Good morning." The Goddess of Death greeted. "I trust you and Peter had a...wonderful evening?"

Brunnhilde just giggled. "That's one way of putting it, I suppose. He almost had to carry me down the stairs."

That wasn't surprising. Considering how long she and Peter went at it last night, Both of them were a bit amazed to see Brunnhilde walking at all. She and Darcy sat at the table and began to dig into the breakfast Hela made. The Goddess of Death poured a cup of coffee for herself before she joined them. Having already ate her breakfast, she wasn't hungry and was content to just drink her coffee.

"These eggs aren't bad. Who made them?" Valkyrie asked.

Hela raised her hand. "I did. Thank you. I was afraid they might've been lacking in taste."

"You did?"

"Yes...is that a problem?"

"Not at all. I just wasn't expecting it. The last time you cooked was about three months ago, I think."

The Goddess of Death shrugged her shoulders. "I had nothing better to do. Besides, I enjoy cooking."

Spidey entered the kitchen a moment later, looking to be in a great mood. Brunnhilde got up from her seat before she pulled Peter in for an affectionate kiss. Their lips stayed locked for a long minute until the need to breathe eventually forced them to part. He sat down beside Darcy and slid his arm around her shoulders.

"Sorry for waking you up last night."

Darcy gently kissed Peter too. "It's cool. I took a nap earlier so I'm less sleepy now."

The young Spider whispered a promise to make things up to her before his attention shifted over to Hela. The Goddess of Death could feel her heart beating a little faster as those beautiful hazel eyes of his gazed into her own.

"Good morning to you too, Hela. Thanks for making us breakfast."

"You're very welcome, young Parker."

The way she was positively beaming at Peter did not escape Darcy or Valkyrie's notice and they shared a knowing smirk with each other.

…

Spidey whistled a chipper little tune as he patched up a hole on the roof of an Asgardian home. His days in New Asgard were almost always spent like this after the Asgardians had all grown accustomed to living on Earth. Repairing vehicles or fixing appliances was what he usually helped out with but sometimes he would do maintenance work on some of the houses too.

Fortunately, the hole in this house wasn't too difficult to fix. The young Spider set the replacement shingle in place firmly before he gathered his tools and leapt off the roof. He landed gracefully on the grass...and nearly scared the hell out of Hilde, who just walked outside of her house.

"By the All-Fathers!" She gasped, putting a hand near her heart.

"Sorry! You okay?"

Hilde smiled as she let out a shaky breath. "I'm fine. You just startled me for a second."

"Heh...well, the hole in your roof is fixed. You won't have to worry about leaking ceilings for a long time."

"Thank you so much. That hole has been bugging us for the couple of days."

Peter hefted his tool bag over his shoulder. "It was no trouble. Is there anything you need help with?"

"No, you've done more than enough." Hilde said. "Why don't you come inside and relax for a moment? My daughters have been wanting to see you again."

The young Spider nodded with a smile before he followed her inside. He hadn't visited Amora or Lorelei yet this week and now seemed like a good time to do so. Peter removed his jacket and set it down on the comfy looking couch.

The mother of two went to the kitchen to make a drink for Spider-Man. "My daughters are upstairs in their rooms. Feel free to go say hi."

Peter climbed up the stairs and gently knocked on the first door to the left. There was no response at first, prompting him to knock on the door again with a bit more force.

"Come in, mother!" The unmistakeable young voice of Lorelei yelled from inside.

Spidey opened the door and spotted the redheaded girl on her bed, reading an Asgardian book. "I'm not Hilde...I hope that doesn't mean I'm not welcome."

"Peter!" Lorelei leapt off her bed and rushed forward to give him a hug. "When did you get here?"

"I was fixing the hole on your roof earlier and your mother invited me inside. How are you?"

"I'm fine. So is my sister."

"That's good. What were you reading there?"

Lorelei snapped her fingers and the book levitated towards her hand. "Just a book on Asgardian spells. Amora and I always study and practice our magic around this time."

Peter just smiled as he took a better look at her. Lorelei was much taller now and her red hair had grown past her shoulders. Though she was still young, her looks almost rivaled that of her sister's. The pair of them would grow up to be quite the attractive women once they were adults. A chuckle escaped his lips as he imagined all the men and perhaps even women who'd make a fool of themselves just trying to gain their attention.

"What's so funny?" She asked, looking up at him with curious eyes.

He ruffled her hair. "Ah, nothing. I'm just amazed by how much you've grown."

"R-really?"

"Absolutely. It won't be long before you turn into a smart and beautiful young lady."

Lorelei's face blushed almost as red as her hair. "T-thank you. Would you like to see my sister?"

"Of course. I came here to visit you both."

The redhead girl led the way out of her room and they stopped just outside of the other door. She knew Amora didn't like to be disturbed while she was practicing her magic and so her fist rapped against the door gently.

"Who is it?" Her older sister asked.

"It's Lorelei. May I come in?"

"...Fine."

Lorelei waved for Peter to follow before they opened the door. Amora was sitting in the middle of the room with her back to them, looking at presumably a spell book as emerald Asgardian runes glowed in front of her hands.

"What is it?" She asked, not looking to her sister yet.

"There's someone here who'd like to see you."

The Asgardian runes dissipated into the air and Amora turned around. Her eyes widened upon seeing Peter, who waved at her with a friendly smile on his face. Amora smiled back as she walked over and embraced him.

"I'm glad to see you again, Peter." She said warmly.

Spidey patted her on the back. "Likewise, Amora. Sorry if we disturbed you."

"It's alright. I've already mastered most of the spells in that book."

"Really?" Her young sister looked surprised. "I haven't even gotten through half of the book yet."

"Maybe Amora has more of a natural talent for magic." Peter suggested before he gave Lorelei an encouraging smile. "Don't worry, that doesn't mean you're bad at it. Your sister just learns a little faster is all."

"I can come help you later if you'd like." Amora offered.

Never one to say no to hanging out with her older sister, Lorelei happily nodded. "Sure! Thank you."

Hilde's voice suddenly called out from downstairs. "Peter? Lady Foster is here."

The young Spider perked up, wondering why Jane would be here. He headed back downstairs with the two sisters and saw the famous astrophysicist waiting for them on the couch.

"Hey, girls. How are you both?"

Both sisters went up to Jane and gave her a hug. Peter moved to help Hilde carry a tray filled with cups of iced tea for everyone to partake in. He took a glass and sipped away at the drink to help wash away some dust that got caught in his throat while he was fixing the roof earlier.

"We're fine, Lady Foster." Amora said with a friendly smile.

Jane playfully rolled her eyes. "How many times do I have to say it? Just call me Jane. Anyways, could you two let me speak to Peter in private for a minute? It won't take long."

The two sisters gave her a curious look before they nodded and went to the kitchen to help their mother prepare some snacks for their guests. Spidey followed Jane to the other side of the living room.

"So what's up?" He asked.

"I just wanted to get your advice on something."

"...Does it have to do with Thor?"

Jan slowly nodded. "...I've been thinking about getting back together with him again."

Peter's eyes widened a bit. "Really? That's good. What's the problem?"

"He's still mourning for Sif. I hear Thor sometimes cry out for her in his sleep."

"Oh."

Though not to the same degree as the God of Thunder, Spider-Man too missed Lady Sif a lot. He could see what the problem for Jane was. If she tried to date Thor again now, it would seem like she was taking advantage of his emotional state of weakness.

"Yeah...it's why I haven't made a move yet." Jane muttered, looking out the window. "I knew he needed the time to heal but it's been four years. I don't know what to do at this point."

Peter thought for a moment. He admittedly didn't believe himself to be the guy that Jane should go to for relationship advice... especially considering the unusual nature of his own dating life. "Everyone mourns at their own pace...but I think you should just talk to Thor. Well, at least when he's sober. Tell him how you feel and then see how he reacts."

"Do you think that will work?"

"I don't know but it'll be a lot better than keeping your feelings bottled inside. At the very least, you'll know for certain on whether or not to resume your romance with Thor again."

She was silent for a moment. "...I'll think about it."

The young Spider gave her a gentle smile. "Okay. Just remember...I'm here if you need me."

Jane smiled back before she wrapped her arms around Peter for a friendly hug. Looking over his shoulder, she noticed Amora was staring at Peter with a bit of longing in her eyes. Amora quickly realized she'd been caught staring and went back to help her mother in a haste. An amused chuckle escaped Jane's lips...it seemed like the young Asgardian girl possessed a small puppy crush for her web slinging friend.

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- I'm making this clear now. Amora is not going to be Peter's girlfriend in this. They might get together if I decide to write a small sequel but until then, her feelings for him will remain an innocent little crush.

- Yeah, I know. The way I write lemons is terrible. Nevetheless, I hope you all liked it.