answers to reviewers questions or statements:
Jason Chandler: Really don't see how Spider-man could crossover well with the likes of Jurassic Park/World.
Placated Uzumaki: I'm aware of Jarnbjorn's actual abilities, but given it's been used by people who aren't Thor and it still displays lightning manipulation abilities and the fact that Diana herself has shown the ability to manipulate and generate lightning given her heritage in recent years, I thought why not.
Harbinger of Kaos: Who says that other forces in the multiverse aren't already aware that Peter's gathered two of the stones already? It'll be a while until anyone tries to make a play for them, Darkseid being the main reason why. If your gonna go to his planet and steal an all powerful artifact or six, best make sure you've brought your A-game. Dian's reaction when she finally realizes what Peter has will be conflicted.
Willian: He might, he might not. I have no plans for Peter to instill a rebellion, he doesn't have any real reason to want his own father dead quite yet. No Peter will not be living on Earth. He'll stay for a time but he's not taking up residence there.
cabrera1234: No, Diana is an actual Demi-god/Goddess that actually knows what she's doing.
gunman: She and Peter will be doing something together very soon.
MeteorElDrago: Just wait until he gets to Earth.
Hbarrera98: If you think Orion is a dick, wait until we get to the Highfather. Personally, I find it more menacing that Darksied is being so kind to his youngest child, he clearly has plans for her power. Armria is an OC of mine.
CRUDEN: Peter's end goal will slowly change as the story goes on, but for now it's to be left alone and to continue unraveling the mysteries of the universe. And not die.
GhostNova1: No, Grail is with En Sabah Nur aka Apocalypse in this one.
Silverfang: Peter's interactions with some of the heroes of Earth will vary. Some will be friendly enough, others outright hostile.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or DC characters seen, mentioned or used.
It was an unspoken agreement among many of Apokolips's various inhabitants that Darkseid's first born, Kalibak, had a warped sense of perception.
To him, as long as you were still alive, regardless of the injury, you could still fight... something Peter had found out after his first 'sparing lesson' with the oversized brute decades ago.
'And yet here I am... again' Peter thought briefly before Kalibak's fist slammed into his torso, sending shockwaves of pain throughout his body as his suit's armor cracked even more under the force of his elder brother's blow.
Ever since Grayven was made the new heir apparent to Darkseid, Kalibak's schedule had cleared up tremendously which in turn meant that Peter's self defense lessons had increased in frequency.
"Come now little brother, don't tell me I've bested you already!" Kalibak said with a dark chuckle as he watched his smaller, younger sibling bounce across the arena's floor like a fat rock across the water "It's only been five minutes!"
'Feels like an eternity' Peter thought with a pained groan as he finally skidded to a stop a few dozen meters from Kalibak's laughing form.
Peter made to stand before a spike of white hot pain erupted from his chest and he let out a whimper and collapsed back to the ground. Huis suit's systems read several broken ribs and a small tear in one of his lungs, hence the difficulty breathing he was now feeling. The rest of his body wasn't much better off, a broken collar bone, fractured left and right wrists and half the bones in his left leg from the knee down were completely shattered. The only reason that Peter didn't have even worse injuries was because up until Kalibak's last strike, his suit's improved armor and re-enforced shielding was able to somewhat buffer his half brother's strikes but they were starting to fail under the constant barrage of nuclear force like blows his brother dealt him.
'Thank the Source he hasn't pulled out his club yet... don't think I can take a blast like that as I am now' Peter thought as he felt his sixth sense going haywire while the heavy footfalls of Kalibak grew closer and closer.
"Come on Peter, Scott's been able to last longer than you in his lessons!" Kalibak growled in annoyance as he came to a stop and looked down at his inquired brother "Now get up!"
"G-G-Give... me... a-a-a m-moment..." Peter choked out as he tried to fight off the desire to slip into blissful unconsciousness before Kalibak seized him by the head and hoisted him up into the air.
"Come now Peter, you don't actually think the likes of Orion will grant you a mere moment to catch your breath, do you?" Kalibak asked with a voice thick in sarcasm.
"You never know..." Peter said as he tried to pry Kalibak's grip off but found the larger New God's hold solid.
The next several seconds were met with Kalibak's laughter as he watched his brother try and fail to escape his grasp. First Peter tried punching his hand with all of his remaining strength. When that failed, he tried burning his hands with his venom blasts but this resulted in him simply wasting more of his energy. Just as it seemed that Peter was starting to run out of juice, along with Kalibak's patience and amusement, Peter suddenly shop several globs of webbing into Kalibak's eyes. Peter didn't give Kalibak a moment to react as he shot two more web lines at Kalbak's blindfolded eyes and channeled his venom blasts into them.
The result was a yelp of pain from Kalibak as he dropped Peter and began to tear out the webbing over his eyes as they continued to electrocute him. Seeing he had a moment's break, Peter leaped back several meters and began to pelt Kalibak's form with more and more webbing, focusing on his legs and arms. Within seconds, Kalibak looked like a massive cocoon with only his hair being visible towards the top.
"Okay, that should hold him" Peter said with a sigh as he shot two web lines out towards the floor in front of him and began to walk backwards, feeling the lines begin to go taught.
Once he was certain the web lines were stretched to their absolute maximum, and Kalibak was still busy ripping Peter's webs off of him, Peter released his feet's hold on the floor and slingshot towards Kalibak like a missile. Peter couldn't help but grin as he extended both arms forward and slammed both of his fists right into Kalibak's face just as he tore the last of the webbing on his head off.
KOOOOM!
The force of the blow caused Kalibak's head to snap to the side while he stumbled back a few steps. Peter's excitement at being able to land such a powerful blow soon gave way to terror as Kalibak slowly turned his head back towards Peter and grinned while he cupped the side of his face that Peter struck.
"Not bad little brother, I almost felt that one" Kalibak stated before he grabbed Peter by the shoulder and growled "My turn!"
"Wai-" Peter began before he was lifted into the air and slammed into the ground with a thunderous boom, sending white hot pain through Peter's body as he was lifted into the air again and slammed back into the floor repeatedly.
Every impact against the floor was only slightly muffled by a combination of Kalibak's deep laughter and yelps of pain from Peter. After a few moments, the latter died off and Peter's body went limp as Kalibak hammered Peter's body into the ground like some sort of twisted game of whack a mole. The upside was that the pain from each hit had numbed and all Peter felt now as this odd uncomfortable feeling of pressure from wherever his body made contact with the floor.
"KALIBAK!"
Kalibak's fun and Peter's torment came to a merciful end after what felt like hours as Kalibak paused in his 'lesson' to see who had called for him. Peter's vision was blurry but he could still make out the vague horned form of their great uncle Steppenwolf approaching the two.
"What is it Steppenwolf?" Kalibak growled out as he dropped Peter and turned towards his late grand father's brother.
"Your father wishes to speak with you" Steppenwolf said as he casted a brief glance towards Peter's beaten and battered form "What are you doing to him?"
"Teaching him how to fight" Kalibak said with a scoff before he glanced down at his smaller sibling with a frown "He still could use some work"
"F-F-F-Fuck... y-y-you" Peter groaned out as he tried to move but found his body unwilling to respond.
Honestly he wasn't sure if it was because all of his bones had been broken beyond use or because his nervous system had shut itself down after the influx of pain it received. Either way, Peter knew he wasn't going anywhere any time soon without some sort of assistance. Diana had been called away on another mission with a few other Furies, a simple escort mission to one of Apokolips's Parademon producing planetoids and Vision has been keeping watch over the group of slaves that Peter's wife had taken a liking to. His own personal Furies were all on duty, guarding Darkseid himself and would be unable to come for him until they were dismissed.
'And Ultron's busy studying the cube that Psylocke brought me from Asgard' Peter thought as he noticed Kalibak and Steppenwolf leaving the training room.
A part of Peter was a little pissed that they were both just leaving him there but the rest of himself was just relieved that his tormenter was gone, hopefully for a long time. It'd give him time to heal enough that he can make his way back to the lab and slip into his regeneration chamber.
'Though it would've been nicer if one of them propped me up against the wall... it's hard to breath lying on my chest' Peter thought with a mental sigh as he decided to pass the time running a self diagnostic for his suit.
At the very least, he can see what needs to be improved or not for his next 'lesson' with his bastard of a brother.
'Least the extra arms still work' Peter thought dryly as four waldoes emerged from his back and helped him rise back to his feet.
A wave of dizziness washed over him and it was only because of the extra limbs that Peter was even still standing. Once everything stopped spinning and Peter didn't feel like he was about to pass out, he forced one foot forward, than the other while the four waldoes kept him up. Normally it'd take Peter about ten minutes to make his way from the lab to the training room reserved for Darkseid's children and most élite Furies, but given his injuries', it took three times as long. Luckily there was no one present to witness Peter's less than dignified exit, likely a small mercy from Kalibak. While the over sized brute has no qualms beating Peter to a pulp, or many of his other siblings, he detested the various slaves and servants of their Father's empire seeing his siblings in such states. Some say it was proof that Kalibak cared for his brothers and sisters, but Peter thinks it's Kalibak's way of making sure no one tries to move against him because they couldn't take the humiliation anymore.
'Though I'm feeling oddly humiliated' Peter thought as he slumped against the wall to catch his breath before he pushed himself off with a grunt and resumed his trek.
Finally the lab's entrance came into sight and Peter allowed himself a sigh of relief as he did his best to pick up the pace. He had the doors open automatically and stepped through and tore what was left of his mask off "Ultron, start up the re..."
Peter came to a dead stop as he stared at his lab, or what was left of it with wide, shocked eyes.
Half of the room seemed to be in ruins, equipment and tables scattered all over the floor, the walls were covered in scorch marks and tears. Ultron was crouched down, examining some of the damage before he noticed Peter and quickly stood up and gave him a small bow.
"Master..."
"What... what the hell happened to my lab!?" Peter demanded as he stepped further into the lab and glared at the A.I.
Ultron stared at Peter for a moment before he pointed towards the section of the lab that Peter was using to study the cube that Psylocke had recovered from Asgard. Where once there was an elaborate set up of scanning equipment was now a smoldering crater, the floor still cherry hot red and emitting wisps of steam and smoke "Whist trying to understand the atomic structure of the cube lady Psylocke acquired for you, it gave off a pulse of energy that your dampers were unable to fully contain. The result was a micro explosion of undocumented cosmic energy that briefly formed into a singularity before I was able to dispel it"
Peter stared at the damage for a moment before he turned his glare back to Ultron "And the cube? Was it destroyed?"
"No" Ultron said with a shake of his head as he pointed towards another section of the lab "I secured it in one of your quantum storage crates once I brought it's energy levels under control"
Peter took a deep breath at this, is earlier annoyance and anger returning with a vengeance before dread filled him and he quickly rushed over towards where he had stored the Mind Stone. Ultron stood where he was and watched as Peter pushed a few destroyed tables out of the way before he arrived at the terminal that was being used to help house the Mind Stone and all of the data he's gathered from studying it. Several tense seconds ticked by as Peter unlocked the terminal and checked to see if the stone was still in one piece.
"Thank the Source..." Peter said with relief when he saw that it, and the data, was still intact.
"Master, while I was monitoring the cube's energy readings, I noticed-" Ultron began before Peter turned around and unleashed a torrent of Venom blasts right into his chassis.
As Ultron lacked a nervous system, he made no sound of discomfort as his body was sent flying across the room from the force of Peter's attack and into a partially demolished wall. Peter kept up the pressure, pouring more and more of his energy into his venom blasts as he steadily approached Ultron until he saw the A.I.'s shell was starting to partially melt in some places. With a flick of his wrist, Peter cut off his Venom blasts and glared down at the synthetic being with narrowed eyes.
"I'm going to retire to my rooms and attempt to recuperate there. I expect my lab to be fully restored upon my return" Peter hissed darkly towards the damaged machine.
"Y-Y-Yessss massss-t-t-errrr..." Ultron droned as sparks erupted all over his body.
"And fix yourself back up while your at it" Peter said as he turned away from the A.I. and returned to the terminal to re-secure it before departing for his rooms.
Ultron didn't verbalize a response as he climbed back to his feet as the lab doors slammed shut and locked behind Peter.
...
An hour later Peter was lying on his bed, the top portion of his armor removed to show a litany of dark bruises and bloodied cuts. He tried to use the healing aids that he reserved for when he was going through a series of 'growing pains' before he remembered he used up the last of them the morning after his father's wedding. Instead, he had to rely on his body's own natural healing, which while faster than a human's, it'll be days until they fade.
'And that's just the bruises' Peter thought grimly as he felt several of his broken bones in his chest and legs shift, causing him even more discomfort.
Seeing that he had nothing else to do thanks to the Asgardian cube blowing up half his lab, Peter decided to busy himself with his up coming trip to Earth. He's seen and approved of the outfit Carol will be wearing and he's set up a meeting with Intergang's leader, Bruno Mannhiem, at a local café in Metropolis.
'That'll get the league's attention' Peter thought with a grim smile.
And if he's right, which he is, Diana will be too distracted reuniting with her former friends, allies and lover to notice the next phase of Peter's plan. And Carol's actions while there on Earth will only help further distract them as Peter locates the nearly identical Mind Stone energy source. From what his readings showed, the energy source was located in a series of ruins that seemed to be protected by some sort of ancient form of magic.
'That'll be the biggest hurtle to deal with. Magic like that really isn't my forte' Peter thought with a frown as he rested his chin on his form arms before he thought better of it and decided to remain lying face down when his back seemed to scream in pain.
Peter's entertained the idea of 'hiring' a local with magical talents, Earth had so many it was close to being considered an infestation, but he couldn't risk them telling anyone what he was doing or what he was looking for. Plus, in the event he had to kill them, which he would, their absence was bound to be noticed by someone eventually and than that'll lead to an investigation of some sort... and some way, somehow, it'll reach the ears of one of his Father or brothers' dozens of spies on Earth and than they'll know something's up.
"Guess I'll be going it alone than" Peter said before he picked up the faint sound of the door to his and Diana's quarters being opened outside.
Since none of his security measures went off, it appeared Diana was home.
'Oh joy, she gets to see me beaten to a bloodied pulp again' Peter thought sarcastically as the bedroom door opened.
Peter buried is face into his pillow, partly to ease the pain he was feeling in his neck though mostly so he wouldn't have to see the look of pity on Diana's face. She still was too kind hearted to look at him with open revulsion when seeing him in such a state, but he'd honestly prefer it to the pitiful glances she'd give him whenever she saw him overpowered by one of his stronger brothers.
"You trained with Kalibak again, I see..." Diana said from her place in the doorway.
"No, I decided to get a Tarkatan acupuncture before I realized what a horrible mistake that was" Peter said, his voice muffled by the pillow "Turns out, they don't use needles"
Diana quirked a brow at this, wondering what a Tarkatan was, before she sighed and and made her way to the closest to change out of her armor and store her weapons. Peter peeked out from his pillow to watch Diana disappear into the closest before he grumbled and went back to burying his face in the soft material.
Peter wasn't sure how much time had passed before he slipped into a state of sleep, but when he came to, his pain felt moderately better and the light outside was darker. He also felt a soft pair of hands on his back, rubbing some sort of cool gel over his various wounds. Startled by the last bit, Peter flinched and made to turn over and see who was touching him before he felt a firm hand on his back followed by Diana's slightly amused if annoyed voice.
"Stop, you'll reopen some of the cuts I've stitched up" she said.
"What?" Peter said as he craned his neck so he could somewhat look over his shoulder to see that Diana was sitting on the edge of the bed, clad in a white see through nightgown.
The former Amazon Princess noticed Peter's gaze lingering on the shadow of her breast and gave him an annoyed glare "If you don't stop staring, I'm going to stop helping you"
Peter's reply was a grunt as he turned away from the sensual sight his wife made "Didn't seem to mind me looking at you the other day"
"I was too distracted to care at the time" Diana said as she resumed applying the gel in her hands across Peter's battered back "And I was in a reasonably good mood. Any other time, I would've put you through a wall or two for looking at me like you did"
"Can you blame me? Your a literal goddess. Besides, it's not like it was the first time you let me enjoy seeing you so... unburdened with your attire" Peter said with a snort of amusement before he let out a hiss of pain as one of Diana's fingers jabbed a particularly sensitive bruise on his left shoulder blade "Ow!"
"Another comment like that and I'll make what Kalibak did to you seem like love in comparison" Diana warned.
"This is love" Peter responded as he turned to look back at Diana "Though I'm afraid he's of the tough variety"
"I expect nothing less" Diana said as he paused for a moment to apply more gel to Peter's back with a small blue ball shaped container.
"Where'd you get this?" Peter asked as he felt the cool substance fall on to his back and somewhat numb the pain he was feeling.
"Those 'slaves' you weren't so inclined to help me with gave to me as a form of thanks for protecting them" Diana revealed.
Peter responded with a grumble as he laid there and let Diana continue to rub the gel in. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying it, the odd mixture of pain, relief, cold and the warmth of Diana's hands sent a myriad of mixed signals to his brain. It couldn't tell if what he was feeling was some odd form of pleasure or pain before it seemed to settle on a mix of the two.
After a while, Diana finished with Peter's back and asked him to flip over so that she could get his front, something he wasn't inclined to do given his body's response to her actions.
"My front's fine" Peter said after Diana told him to flip over "It was my back that was killing me, hence why I didn't lie on it"
Granted his front hurt even more than his back and the only reason he didn't try to flip over was because of how exhausted he was at the time.
Diana's eyes narrowed at Peter's response to her command "Why am I finding that hard to believe?"
"Because you assume everyone you meet here is a liar?" Peter guessed.
"Not everyone" Diana said with a frown "Vision has yet to lie to me"
"He wouldn't know how to lie if it was programmed into him" Peter said with a scoff.
"Now that I do believe" Diana said with a grin before she suddenly grabbed Peter by the shoulder and turned him over so he was on his back.
The sudden pressure on his still aching back caused Peter to hiss in pain while Diana began to apply more gel to her hands. When she made to place them on Peter's chest, he did his best to turn his body from her.
"I can do it myself" Peter said as he tried to move his waist so that Diana wouldn't notice the obvious... swelling.
Sadly, she noticed Peter's attempts to move the lower portion of his body and glanced down to see what he was trying to hide. Neither moved for several seconds as Diana stared at Peter's swelling and the New God himself tried to will the blood out but the knowledge of Diana seeing his erection seemed to only excite him more and cause his erection to harden further.
'How in the hell am I turned on by my cold hearted wife staring at my little web shooter?' Peter thought before Diana suddenly snorted. This caused him to frown "What's so funny?"
"That's what you were trying to hide from me?" Diana gave Peter's covered erection another glance before she shook her head in amusement and began to rub the gel into Peter's chest.
"Your enjoying this, aren't you?" Peter said as his face began to turn red from embarrassment.
"What could I have to possibly enjoy by watching you squirm in fear of my reaction to your body's physical reaction to my actions?" Diana asked.
"Gee, let me think about it for a second" Peter said in a slightly sarcastic tone as he closed his eyes and tried to think of literally anything else aside from the half naked goddess rubbing her hands all over his chest.
"You do that" Diana said with a small shrug "In fact, take longer than a second. Take a whole century even"
"Maybe I will" Peter opened his eyes too glare in annoyance at his wife.
"Good" Diana said before the two settled back into silence.
Peter settled for staring up at the ceiling while Diana focused on adding the lest of the healing gel to Peter's torso. She could tell he possessed wounds aside from the ones on his chest, but she wasn't about to have him remove his pants and have his 'reaction' to her hanging out.
'He can apply that himself' Diana thought with a nod.
"So, how's the new ax working for you?" Peter asked as he felt Diana's around his collar bone.
"Fine" Diana answered with a small shrug "It's an excellent weapon. It's maker was quite skilled and whoever wielded it last must've been a fine warrior"
"Not fine enough if he ended up dead" Peter said with a snort.
"Just because one falls in battle does not mean they aren't a superb warrior regardless" Diana said in a curt tone "Anything could've happened that rendered him incapable of utilizing Jarnbjorn"
"Like sucking" Peter answered.
"You think you could've done better?" Diana challenged before she sat back and gestured towards Peter's battered body "Because I doubt that"
"I wouldn't've gone looking for a fight I had no chance of winning in the first place" Peter said as he forced himself up on to his elbows and gave Diana a pointed look "Unlike you, I don't need to try and out punch the biggest, strongest person I see to prove something to anyone"
"Neither do I" Diana responded with a frown.
"Now why am I finding that hard to believe?" Peter mocked, causing Diana to flick him in the face, though said flick snapped his head back and caused him to collapse back on to the bed with a pained whimper.
"Hush, I barely touched you" Diana said as she applied the last of the gel before nodding in satisfaction "There, your wounds should be mostly healed by morning"
"What, your just gonna leave it with my chest and back?" Peter said with shock before he pointed towards his foot "Every bone in that foot is broken, all the way up to the knee!"
"Than I'll fetch you some more healing gel tomorrow when I go to check up on the Lak'Torins" Diana said.
"The who?" Peter asked with a confused look on his face.
"It's the name of the 'slaves' that me and Vision have been protecting" Diana said as she sat back a little and placed a cap on the gel's container "They are a remarkable people and hail from a small habitable moon that's known for it's-"
Peter loudly yawned at this before he noticed the scowl Diana was giving him "What?"
"Are you always insensitive to others?" Diana asked.
"Only if they bore me" Peter answered with a shrug as he slowly forced himself up into a sitting position and took a deep breath, pleased to see that his torso wasn't hurting nearly as much as earlier "Though, if they made this healing Gel, my interest might be piqued enough to give them a closer look"
"Knowing you, you'll find a way to corrupt their hard work" Diana snapped with a huff.
"Maybe, maybe not. Sometimes it's best to leave things as they are" Peter said with a shrug before he took in Diana's form.
The see through night gown she wore made her incredibly enticing, but the way the somber red light from the fire pits outside reflected off of her made her truly breathtaking. The glare she sported only seemed to make her even more attractive in Peter's eyes.
"Your staring again" Diana stated, causing Peter to shrug.
"Can you blame me?" he said as he gestured towards her "If you could see how I see you now, you'd be doing the same thing"
"I doubt that" Diana said with an eye roll.
"If you say so..." Peter said as he stared at her skin as it glowed under the light and found himself wondering just how soft and smooth it would feel.
The two sat there for some time, Diana staring at some unseen point on the wall while Peter continued to take in her appearance before suddenly clearing his throat and having Diana look at him.
"You know... I could... well... you know" Peter said as he glanced away from Diana's inquisitive look.
"Could what?" Diana asked.
"Uh... repay you, for doing this for me" Peter said with a cough as he gestured to his chest for a moment than to herself.
"You want to rub healing gel over me?" Diana said with a raised brow.
"I meant the massage part" Peter said as he rubbed the back of his head "I think I still have a few oils left over from when-... well, stuff to be used for a massage"
"What I did wasn't a massage" Diana said as she narrowed her eyes at Peter and folded her arms under her bust while she crossed her legs "You were wounded and I didn't feel like sleeping next to you all night with you bleeding out into the sheets and moaning about the pain your in"
"Sure as hell felt like one though..." Peter muttered, though Diana still heard it.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before exhaling it through her nose "While I appreciate the offer, I'm afraid I have to decline"
"Why?" Peter asked with a frown before he noticed Diana's unease and a grin began to slowly form "Oh I see... your afraid"
"Afraid?" Diana said with her brows shooting up in surprise before they furrowed into a glare "I'm not afraid of you giving me a massage. I just don't feel like you rubbing your hands over my body in a poor attempt to cop a feel"
"So what your saying is, your afraid that my innocent offer to massage you will lead to something more... intimate?" Peter said with a chuckle.
Diana's eyes narrowed in anger as Peter continued to smirk at her, the temptation to put him through a wall was growing.
"Look, if your worried I'm going to try something, you can say no. I was just offering as a form of repayment for helping me when you didn't have to is all" Peter said with his hands up "Besides, I doubt I'd be able to do much as I am now"
"What a relief" Diana said in a flat tone.
Peter winced at this "I mean in that if your worried I'm gonna try and rape you, than don't. Aside from the fact I have no desire to, I wouldn't be able to given how wounded I am and how strong you are"
"So you would if I was weak and helpless and you weren't?" Diana said with her body growing tense and a dark edge entering her voice.
Peter's eyes widened at this and he quickly shook his head "Wait, no that's not what I meant. What I meant was that-"
"Please stop talking!" Diana said as she held her hand up, cutting off whatever Peter was about to say "I think I'm starting to understand what you meant, but hearing your poorly chosen words is making me want to render all of my hard work on helping you heal pointless and simply pick up where your brother left off"
"Fair enough" Peter said with a nod.
Diana let out a huff as she stared hard at Peter for a moment before she suddenly stood up and turned towards her closet "Wait here a moment..."
"Uh, okay?" Peter said as he watched Diana make her way back into the closet for a minute before re-emerging with a golden rope in her hands "What's that?"
"The Lasso of Truth" Diana answered as she held it up "It'll compel you to speak the truth"
Peter couldn't stop a snort of disbelief from escaping at this "Really?"
"Care to test it?" Diana asked with a perfectly shaped eyebrow raising.
"Sure, why not" Peter said with a shrug as he held an arm out and watched as Diana wrapped the lasso around his arm twice while she held the other end.
Suddenly an odd feeling came over Peter that caused his back to straighten while Diana stared down at him with narrowed eyes.
"This massage of yours, is it strictly to repay me for applying the healing gel to your wounds?" she asked, though her voice sounded different to Peter.
It sounded more commanding than he's ever heard from her before and to his shock, he found himself answering honestly.
"Yes"
Diana nodded at this "Do you intend to use this as an opportunity to force yourself upon me in any shape or form?"
"No" Peter shook his head before he blinked and looked down at the lasso wrapped around his arm "Okay, there might be some truth to this thing. Still don't believe it entirely, but there's something here, I'll admit that much"
Diana hummed at this and unwrapped the lasso from Peter's arm and returned it to it's place in the closet. When she returned, she began to remove her nightgown, much to Peter's surprise.
"Uh, what are you doing?" he asked as he saw his wife remove the gown and reveal her body to him "I mean, not that I'm complaining or anything, really I'm not even if it seems like I am, it's just-"
"I don't want you to get oil on it" Diana said as she gently folded the gown up and placed it on the floor by the bed before returning her attention to Peter "Where are the oils?"
Peter pointed towards a small chest on the other end of the room and watched as Diana approached it. She stopped for a moment and stared down at it before she glanced back at Peter and scowled at him.
"Turn away"
"...Fine" Peter said with a sigh as he adverted his gaze while Diana bent over and opened the chest and recovered what she assumed were the oils he mentioned.
Closing the small chest with her foot, Diana returned to the bed and handed Peter the bottles and climbed on to the mattress and laid down on her front. Peter scooted off to the side a little to pour some of the lotion on his hands while Diana took part of the bed's blanket and pulled it over her rear before she rested her head on her arms and closed her eyes.
"You may commence when you are ready"
"No I thought I'd just oil up my hands and leave it at that" Peter said dryly, causing Diana to open an eye and scowl at him.
"I can redress if you want"
Peter's response was a grumble as he scooted a little closer towards Diana and gently placed his hands on her bare back. The Amazon shivered a little at the cool feel of the oil and the feeling of another person's touch on her after so long in a manner that didn't involve violence of any sort.
She damn sure wasn't counting the wedding.
"How's this feel?" Peter asked as he began to rub Diana's back.
"It's... acceptable" Diana said after a few seconds as Peter's hands moved across her skin.
"Just acceptable?" Peter asked with a chuckle as he pressed down a little harder, causing Diana to let out a gasp.
"That was... better" Diana sighed as Peter continued to apply the same amount of force.
"Good to know" Peter said with a pained grin, putting this much effort into his actions was causing his arms and shoulders to start aching again 'Only on Apokolips can something as nice as a massage still find a way to hurt you, be you the one giving it or receiving it'
"Mmm, higher..." Diana said as Peter kneaded out the stress that's been building in her since she first arrived on this hellish world.
It wasn't as good as Clark's, but Peter's efforts so far were... nice.
Peter nodded at Diana's request and began to move higher up her back before an idea came to him and he briefly stopped for a moment. Diana frowned at the pause and was about to voice her complaints when she felt an odd warm jolt travel through her back.
"Ah!" Diana gasped, her eyes shooting open in shock as she looked over her shoulder to see Peter smirking at her while he held up a hand to show small arcs of red bioelectric currents running through it.
"Venom blasts..." he explained as he placed his hands on Diana's back again, causing her to shiver as the same warm electrical jolt went through her again "Helps increase sensitivity by more or less giving the nerves in your back a bit of a wake up call"
"W-Where'd you learn to do this?" Diana asked as she felt the pleasure from Peter's earlier efforts seem to feel even better than before.
"Honestly, I don't think you'd want to know" Peter said with a sigh "Just enjoy it"
Diana hummed at this before another sound escaped her, this time a moan, as Peter pressed down on a knot at the center of her back.
"By Hera" Diana breathed as she felt herself go slack, a sigh of content escaping.
She'll admit, this was turning out to be almost as good as the massages Clark used to give her...
Peter did his best to ignore the slight noises that Diana made has his electrically charged hands roamed over her body, kneading out the tension in her muscles. When his hands found a particular knot in her back just between her shoulder blades and began to rub it out, Diana's back arched up and she let out a moan that almost caused Peter to throw what restraint he had left to the wind and take her right then and there.
'She's doing this on purpose' Peter thought with a scowl as he continued to rub Diana's shoulders.
"Lower... 'honey'" Diana muttered out the last word with a sarcastic edge as she buried her face in the pillow to try and stifle the moans that she was making.
A part of her was a tad bit embarrassed to be making them, but she reasoned that if she could cause Peter to develop an erection from her massage, she supposed it was fair he could somewhat arouse her with his own.
"Yes 'dear'..." Peter said with an eye roll as he moved his hands to Diana's lower back, just above her tailbone and continued to press down "So how was your mission?"
"It went w-well..." Diana breathed into her pillow as she felt Peter's hands move towards her sides and rub her hips, the pulses of venom blast into her body there creating an odd yet enjoyable tingling sensation.
"Who were you with?" Peter questioned as his hands briefly gripped Diana's waist as his mind wandered to a completely different scenario where he held her so.
"Obb-Eve'na and G-Grail" Diana said with a moan as she felt Peer's brief squeeze on her hips.
She had an idea of what was going through the New God's mind, and under normal circumstances she'd be less than pleased, but the sheer pleasure she was feeling now from this massage had, for the moment, postponed any retaliatory actions of a physical and violent nature.
For the moment.
'Though if he continues these sorts of actions, I can't guarantee I wont snap him in half' Diana thought as she bit her lip at the feeling of Peter's fingers digging into her shoulder blades 'When he's done, of course...'
"That must've been exciting" Peter said with obvious sarcasm.
"It was delightful" Diana replied before she cooed at a particularly hard knot that Peter fund and began to work on 'Gods yesssss...'
As Peter continued to work on Diana's lower back and hips, his earlier arousal returned with a vengeance and he began to find his pants becoming uncomfortably tight. It wasn't until Peter's hands moved even lower down Diana's body, to her thighs, that the blanket she was using to cover her rear was pushed down and Peter's enhanced sense of smell caught whiff of Diana's own growing arousal.
The New God's hands froze as he took in Diana's scent and found his mouth watering.
"Don't stop..." Diana moaned in displeasure at Peter's sudden pause, unaware of the thoughts going through his mind.
"S-S-Sorry..." Peter muttered as he placed his hands back on Diana's exposed thighs and gripped the warm flesh. The sudden pressure caused Diana to gasp and her legs to part slightly.
Against his better judgement, Peter looked down to see Diana's slit partially exposed to him. He could vaguely remember seeing it the night Diana was drugged, but seeing it while sober was something else entirely.
Before Peter could stop himself, his finger trialed across Diana's slit and slipped inside.
Diana's entire body froze and Peter felt his danger sense sky rocket as the Amazon beauty slowly turned and looked over her shoulder at Peter with an unreadable expression on her face.
"Uhhh..." Peter sounded as his face paled before giving his wife an uneasy grin as he slowly withdrew his finger from her warmth "S-Sorry, my hand slipped and I- you just- and with the moaning- you- I just couldn't-"
"It's okay..." Diana said as she sat up and turned towards Peter, her face as devoid of any sort of feeling she might be experiencing on the inside "I understand"
Peter let out a sigh of relief "Thank the Source. For a second there, I thought you thought that I was somehow going back on my word when I said I wouldn't try any-"
Peter was cut off by a fist suddenly flying straight towards his face before everything went dark.
...
And done.
Next chapter, The Return to Earth...
