Time skip
Jarl Osborn the ruler of the state of Brooklyn was a man who had brown hair, (Tobey Maguire Norman Osborn.) was dressed in a purple tunic with a green coat over that. He was often called the Goblin Jarl a name he hadn't try to be rid of since unpronounced to anyone the name wasn't far off from the truth.
His face was stern yet at the moment carried a smug smirk on his lips as he was lead through Briarwood's castle where he would seal another alley in the Jarl in his plans to take over Avalon and become King or be called the Goblin King which had a nice ring to it. Entering office of Jarl Paul with the man himself standing behind the desk. The raven hair man with glasses on his face bowed formally. "Welcome to Briarwood, Jarl Osborn." Norman gave a nod and got right down to business.
"If I start a rebellion, you will take my side, correct?" He asked. "Yes." Answered Jarl Paul. "The Osborn Empire will rule the world, of that I am certain. You think so too?" Norman asked. "For if Queens join the coup it will be a powerful statement." Jarl Paul pushed the parchment which holds the signature of those who stand with Osborn just missing his signature. "Please give me proof of your word." Requested The Jarl of Queens. "But of course." Norman said picking up a quill and started signing his name. "Once I am king, I will make you my chief confidant."
"Thank you very much." Jarl Paul said then Norman decided to ask a question about something he heard rumors of. "By the way, I heard that Peter Parker has returned to Queens." Jarl Paul nodded. "You know of Sir Parker?" Norman grinned. "He was in my son's class. And though a good kid, he's just to noble like his uncle was who kept being a thorn in my side. Which is why I had to get rid of him and bribe the Knight's Academy to insure Peter graduated with the lowest scores even though he was the best of all the recruits. Just so he wouldn't rise to be a threat to my plans."
Norman straightened and saw a frown on Jarl Paul's face. "Some wrong Jarl Paul?" He asked. "Indeed. First being…" Then the Jarl to Osborn's horror reached up and removed his face which turned out to be a mask and underneath giving him daggers with his brown eyes was the very person of the conversation Peter Parker. "I am not Jarl Paul." Said Peter. Norman and his guards went for their weapons but before they could grasped them something froze them in place. "Can't move!" Said one soldier and it was true Norman couldn't move. The answer of who was using magic against him became clear when a red skin horned succubus appeared next to Peter her finger pointing at them.
Then suddenly Queen's soldiers was surrounding Norman and his guards who were quickly disarmed and place in cuffs. "Jarl Osborn…" Said Peter with authority holding up the signed parchment. "You and Jarl Paul along with those on this list set a foul conspiracy against the crown. But now this conspiracy is undone and you're under arrest for treason against the crown…" Peter's eyes narrowed. "And for the murder of my Uncle Ben. Take them to the dungeon!" Norman was grabbed by the soldiers who started dragging him out of the room. "This isn't over Parker. This I swear-." Then the door closed and soon a cell door opened and he was thrown into the cell.
"Well done Peter." Said Osborn yet his voice was different as if another person or a different Norman was speaking. "Shut Up Norman!" Growled the Goblin Jarl angry to his lesser haft.
With Peter
Saleya happily embraced Peter after Norman being lead away and Mary Jane came out from where she been hiding smiling at how their plan to exposed Osborn had worked like a charm. "Now let's send word to the capital to let them know the situation." Said Peter. "Already done." Mary Jane said. "Oh okay. Then what do you wish to do now Jarl Mary Jane." Since technically being wife now grateful widow of the dead Jarl Paul made her the acting Jarl of Queens and him her bodyguard. Mary Jane seemed to understand that and said. "Let's us eat our supper then Peter I would want you to escort me back to my bedchambers."
So after eating a lovely meal Peter escorted Mary Jane to now her Jarl's bedchambers where a massive bed was with a washroom off to the side. "Here you are My Jarl. I shall leave you to get some rest." Peter said and started to turn towards the door when Mary Jane spun to face him and practically tackled into him. "MJ…?" Inquired Peter looking down at the redhead woman whose face was buried into his chest. "Don't leave me alone…" Mary Jane tilted her head back to look into his eyes with her green pleading ones. "Make love to me." Her voice was desperate and for a second Peter thought it was the aphrodisiac still in her system but knew it was all Mary Jane. And unable to stop himself Peter pulled her tighter against him capturing her lips with his.
Mary Jane's arms moved from around his stomach to around Peter's neck while his moved around her waist. 'This feels so right.' He thought feeling this woman who had played with him when they were children, who held him after his was killed, murder by his supposed friend Osborn, yet something was fitting about that fact or Norman's recent behavior. Yet right now Peter had only eyes for the red hair woman in his arms who was kissing as if her life depended on it. When they broke for air he could see Mary Jane's eyes were glistening yet they weren't tears of sadness for her face was that of the deepest relief like a heavy burden had been lifted and Peter figured something had, now that she was finally free of her dead husband and was with him.
When they pulled away Mary Jane took a step back from Peter, who briefly worried she was regretting the kiss, but instead the redhead reached to unclasped the clasp around her neck holding her dress up. He watch as the crimson clothing started falling away to pool around her ankles soon followed by her undergarments, leaving her wear only in her armsleeves, forehead necklace, the shawl and veil. "Well?" MJ inquired. "What do you think?"
"I think you should see your haft of the bargain." Peter said and started removing his bracers, grieves, boots, red jacket, his tunic, soon followed by his pants leaving as naked as the day he was born. He was lean, and not to muscular just enough to indicate that he had strength enough. Peter was a particularly hairy man which he knew some women preferred and by the look on Mary Jane's face she was grateful for that and he could see she was fighting the urge to throw herself at him again. So Peter scooped the redhead up into his arms, surprising her with his strength and carried her to the bed.
Gently laying her down on it Peter waited for what Mary Jane wanted. "Lay on your back." She requested and he obeyed laying in the middle of the Jarl's bed. And watch new acting Jarl climb on top of Peter until her breasts were hanging in front of his face like two huge milk filled sacks or pillows. "Please. Suck them?" Mary Jane asked and slowly Peter stuck his tongue out and began tracing and nudging her left nipple rolling around the nub. MJ was moaning but wanted more. "Suck harder!" So Peter decided to obey and enclosed his mouth completely over the pink nipple and began sucking as if he was a babe again.
'Her breasts are sensitive.' Peter thought as he shifted as he sucked which caused Mary Jane to gasped, moaned and yelp as he compressed and stretched her breasts. Before releasing the nipple and before MJ could began to protest grabbed her right nipple with his mouth giving it the same treatment and to his surprise when he gently bit down on the redhead's nipple just like under the oak her breasts milk began squirting and Peter began drinking, enjoying the taste of the stuff. "Ah my milk is coming out!" Mary Jane cried her breathing ramping up. "It feels so good that I'm… going to… Cum!" And she did.
Peter could feel MJ's juices started leaking on to his lap and cock. He released his hold on the nipple in his mouth and looked up into the green eyes of the beautiful woman above him. "Fuck me." Mary Jane voice was low yet Peter heard it and flipped them so he was on top. He then kissed the redhead passionately which she eagerly returned as he rub his shaft along her slit. Before pulling his hips back, lining his tip up with her entrance, before beginning to pushed inside.