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[237] The Battle Against Norse
[237] The Battle Against Norse
Chapter 237: The Battle Against Norse
Note: I rewrote this chapter four times with four endings, and the fact that it’s such a long chapter also took too much time. This is the ending I decided on finally. Enjoy !
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In the castle of gods in Asgard, within her lavish chambers, Freya was sprawled on her silken bed, the soft rise and fall of her chest the only sign of her calm exterior.
Her reddish-gold hair cascaded over the pillows, framing a face that was both calm and calculating. She frowned slightly toward the ceiling, concentrating as she tried to access her connection with Rossweisse again.
That young human’s power was far too potent, blocking her divine senses from reaching the battlefield, but the link with her Valkyrie was still open—just barely.
Her lips twitched into a small, amusing smile. Fret not, this will work.
Even though Brigid had recklessly rushed into the fight, and her outcome seemed obvious, Freya didn’t care much for that. She’d end up in his bed one way or another. Strong men loved to defeat women on the battlefield and then on the bed. Freya knew men far too well to bet on that.
He’s a man, she mused. He’ll give in. And when he does, I’ll take control.
The recent wave of Icons had benefited her as well, she’d finally have a chance to test its limits. She shifted slightly, her voluptuous body sinking deeper into the plush bed, her fingers trailing lazily along the sheets as she focused on the connection. She could feel Rossweisse’s nervousness, the hesitance in her heart as she faced Aqua.
Freya could understand her fear—Aquamarine Hoshino was no ordinary man, he was born a Demi-God, even if he didn’t inherit any powers since Yaggdrisil was using a human vessel, but the fact remained. Having somehow unlocked his divine heritage, he was powerful. That didn’t mean he was invincible to more... subtle methods, of course.
Brigid’s failure would serve as a stepping stone, as a necessary step toward the true goal. Whether by force or seduction, Brigid and Rossweisse would crawl onto his bed. All Freya needed was for Aqua to touch either of them, to make one mistake.
And Freya would be ready to capitalize.
She closed her eyes again, her smirk widening, imagining the scene unfolding. He will give in. They always do.
The goddess relaxed further, her confidence unwavering. With every passing second, Aqua would be drawn deeper into her web. It was only a matter of time before he broke. The game had just begun, and Freya was playing to win.
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I let out a sigh, shaking my head. “And here I thought you were the smarter between the two,” I watched Rossweisse stiffen, her face going pale as she met my gaze with shaky eyes. “Silly girl. What do you think is going to happen to you now?”
Her lips parted, but before she could speak, I moved. My hand shot up, clamping tightly over her mouth, fingers digging into her jaw. She let out a muffled gasp as I lifted her by the face, her legs dangling in the air, flailing uselessly. I stared into her panicked eyes, watching her struggle as my grip tightened.
“You should know your limits, you foolish woman,” I said, my voice cold and deliberate.
Her legs kicked weakly, hands clawing at my wrist as her body dangled helplessly. She tried to turn her gaze toward Tsubaki, desperation filling her eyes, searching for some sort of salvation. But Tsubaki merely looked at her with hurt and disappointment, her arms crossed.
“How could you try to attack me, sensei...?” Tsubaki asked, her voice soft but tinged with betrayal.
Rossweisse’s struggles faltered, the weight of Tsubaki’s words sinking in as worry spread across her face. She knew she had crossed a line, and now she was ready to accept the consequences, even if that meant... something far worse.
“I knew Quetzalcoatl was wrong when she said you two were kicked out. So what if I kill you right now?” I spoke, my voice low, dark, and threatening.
Her eyes shot wide open, the fear palpable as she met my gaze again. The force of my grip increased, and she whimpered, tears starting to form at the corners of her eyes.
“What if I part your jaws in two and then yank your tongue out, you Asgardian whore?” I growled, my fingers pressing harder against her skin.
Rossweisse’s body trembled violently, her breath coming in short, frantic bursts. She struggled harder, trying to scream, but all that came out were muffled whimpers.
“H-hey! It’s okay! No need to actually kill her!” Tsubaki nudged my arm, her voice a mix of concern and caution. “I’m not hurt.”
“You’re not,” I replied without taking my eyes off Rossweisse. “But the next girl will be. These fools can’t be left alive.” My gaze flicked toward the ground far below, near a fountain lake where Brigid’s bloody body twitched feebly. “First, this Rossweisse... and then that fool.”
Suddenly, a hologram flickered into existence behind Rossweisse. It was a half-transparent image of Freya, wearing loose robes and a scowl. “Don’t kill them,” she commanded, her voice calm but laced with warning. “I’ll let you do anything to them, just don’t kill them.”
“Oh, who’s this now?” I turned my head slightly, meeting Freya’s holographic eyes. “Another Nordic whore?”
Freya’s frown deepened, but she didn’t rise to the insult. “Things will not end well if you kill them. Enslave them if you must, but let them live.”
“Are you threatening me? If so, that’s one stupid threat. Your pantheon already wants me dead, what will change if I kill these two? The only thing that wouldn't end well is me bringing Ragnarok by destroying Asgard, defeating Odin, and fucking the shit out of you right in front of him, you old fucking bitch,” I glared at her as she scowled in true rage this time.
Her jaws clenched, and she only repeated herself, “I’ll ignore that disrespect. Just take them as sex slaves, don't kill them.”
I stared at her, silent for a moment, wondering why she was so insistent. Normally, she would demand I return them alive, not ‘enslave’ them. What was that up to?
Ah...
I see.
She was the Goddess of Sex and Fertility. The reason for her eagerness was clear. “Well, too bad,” I raised my other hand towards the ground. Brigid's body came flying to me.
She was barely conscious, eyes half open.
“You bastard,” Brigid growled, “I'll kill-”
“DON’T!” Freya shouted when I was about to make her head explode. I stopped, turning to her.
“So desperate to have them live?” I looked at her, my grip loosening on both of the girls’ heads. “I’ll take them in as sex slaves, fine.” She sighed but paused at my next words, “But I want you to possess them as I fuck them. I wanna taste a Pantheon Mother’s pussy.”
Freya’s lips twitched. She almost revealed a smirk, but her frown deepened, and she quickly covered it. Of course, what I had just spoken of was her plan, to begin with—she planned to use her divinity, and probably also some Icon, to suppress me while possessing the body of one of these girls—most likely Brigid, since she had a blood connection with her.
“...If that’s what you want,” she said, “I’m only allowing this because it won’t be my own body. So... just don’t kill them. They’re close to Odin, beloved by the Asgardians. I’ll do it if that’s what it’d take to make you leave them alive.”
Wow, what a slut, what the fuck, I held myself back from blinking in surprise. She actually agreed. I wonder if Odin knows his wife’s a whore.
I looked at Rossweisse and Brigid. I wanted to murder them. Especially Brigid. But killing her would ruin the fun, it’d ruin my game with Freya. Lucky girl, I smirked in my head as I loosened my grip on them. “You hear that? Your Goddess is selling you to me as a sex slave,”
The girls fell to their knees, gasping for breath and coughing, their bodies trembling. I turned to Freya as her image flickered. “Alright then, Nordic whore. Make your preparations, let’s meet on the ground.”
As her hologram faded, I gripped the two bitches by their hair and flung them toward the ground. They collided with each other’s bodies, the two lying together in the dirt.
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My cock pulsed as I filled her mouth with my cum. Freya's eyes were wide in shock, her body convulsing as she tried to swallow the sudden influx of liquid. I held her there for a moment longer, ensuring she took every last drop before releasing her.
She scrambled backward immediately, coughing and gasping for air as she glared up at me. "What is the meaning of this?! You IMBECILE!" She growled, her voice hoarse from the rough treatment.
I laughed out loud, my cock still hard and glistening with her saliva. "Eh, you still have so much strength left?" I asked, amused. "As for the meaning... you’d soon realize. Be patient."
“You bastard!” She shouted, about to go on a vocal rampage. But I had had enough of that throat of hers. Before she could continue, I reached down and lifted her into the air, her body dangling above my cock. “I know I agreed to this, but—” I ignored her words, my grip unyielding as I positioned her above my length.
“Oh shut up,” I said, “Since you agreed, you shout shut the fuck up and enjoy as I fuck you like the little whore you are."
With that, I slammed her down onto my cock, her body impaled on my length. She cried out like a bitch, her eyes widening at the sudden invasion. I held her there, my hands gripping her hips as I looked down at her, a smirk playing at the corners of my lips.
“F-fuckh!" She moaned, “That’s- that’s too big. That forearm-sized is ruining me~" Freya's body trembled as she felt the full length of me inside her. She tried to speak more, to protest, but all that came out was a strangled moan.
Holding in the air, I began to move, my hips thrusting forward as I pounded into her. The Sex Goddess’ ass jiggled in the rhythm of each thrust, her body shaking as she struggled to adapt to the relentless pace.
I glanced over at Rossweisse and Tsubaki for a bit, who were now locked in a passionate embrace as they watched me breed Freya.
Rossweisse's eyes were hidden behind her hands, as she tried to hide her eyes from the sight, her breath coming in short gasps as Tsubaki's fingers worked their magic, preparing her for me. When I wasn’t looking at Freya, something changed.
Freya broke out laughing as I fucked her. Her laughter rang in my ears, her voice a sultry melody that sent shivers down my spine for a moment. Tsubaki froze, as did Rose, as two hexagon symbols took shape in the sky above.
I looked up, and I recognized them both. “Oh.”
The [Bliss Icon] throbbed with golden light, intensifying the pleasure that coursed through my veins with each thrust. Then, a second Icon appeared beside it, a deep purple hexagon that signaled her true intentions—the [Domination Icon].
So that was where her confidence came from?
"Surprise, surprise," she suddenly giggled out, her earlier shock subsiding. Now her eyes gleamed with newfound power as she pushed me down.
I fell on my back with a thud, and she sat above me, looking down. "You stupid little brat, lowly imbecile. You thought you could control me, little boy? Now, it's time for you to bow before your goddess."
She spoke, and I flinched in surprise. An overwhelming urge to submit washed over me, my body responding to her touch as if it were a command. It was shocking. She’s not... bad, I thought as my hips slowed, my cock throbbing inside her as I grappled with the sudden compulsion.
I clenched my jaw against the urge to give in. “Not bad, worthy to be Odin’s personal whore, I guess," I said, my voice filled with defiance. However, my body betrayed me, my hips moving and slowing in time with her whispered commands.
“Oh baby boy, why’re you fighting? You like that don’t you, my pussy around your cock? Then give in, close your eyes~” Freya's smile widened, her fingers tracing intricate patterns on my chest. Her touch sent waves of pleasure and submission coursing through me. It was weird. "Stop acting so tough. Give in, Aquamarine.”
“Hah?”
“Surrender your body, mind, and soul to me,” she murmured, moaning into my ears, “I promise, eternity in my service will be nothing but bliss."
I raised an eyebrow, even as my teeth gritted themselves. My breathing was heavy. I guess her confidence wasn’t unfounded. It felt like I was wading through quicksand, my movement was a battle against the overwhelming urge to submit.
Her two Icons were meant for sexual situations in which I was currently engaged. It showed powerful effects. Otherwise, I would not have struggled against it. Of course, not that any of that mattered.
...How could she try to suppress I?
The heavens screamed with intensity as a new Icon began to take shape above her two. It's brilliant white light cut through the other two—as the [Heaven Icon] took shape overheard.
"Never," I replied, my voice suddenly filled with amusement. “Try better next time, whore,” I reached deep within myself, tapping into the power of the Heaven Icon. My body began to glow. It was an ethereal light, the Domination Icon flickered as its hold on me weakened. “Weak little thing.”
Freya's smile faded, her eyes widening in disbelief seeing me regain control of my body. With a roar, I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head as I flipped her onto her back.
"Not so fast, slut," I snarled, enraged, as I slapped her hips. She screamed and I began to move again, my cock pounding into her with renewed force.
Freya gasped and moaned, stuttering out broken sentences, her eyes wide with shock. The pleasure was still intense from her Icons, but I refused to give in. How could someone like her make me submit?
I focused my will, using the power of the Heaven Icon to amplify my domination, heightening our senses and intensifying each thrust. Freya's body trembled beneath me, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as she fought to regain control.
She tried to use her powers again, every second she tried, but nothing she did worked. I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, "Oh, stop already, little Goddess. You're already my pet. Your powers are nothing compared to mine."
I felt her shudder, her body responding to my words as I drove into her with relentless force. My authority broke her willpower as she began to submit.
The air around us crackled with energy, the Icons clashing overhead as our power struggle played out in the sky. Each of my thrusts sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body, her breath hitching as she neared the edge of her climax.
“O-oh, fukh~! No, no!” She screamed for me, her voice a dance of desperation and ecstasy. "Please," she begged, her eyes locked onto mine. "Please, stop. I can't take it anymore~"
I laughed, my hips moving faster, my cock driving deeper into her sinful pussy. I could feel her body tensing, her orgasm building as she teetered on the brink.
But I refused to let her go over the edge, not yet. I wanted her to beg, to plead for her release. "Not yet, Freya," I commanded, my voice filled with authority. "You'll come when I tell you to and not a moment sooner."
Her body shuddered, her breath shaky, as she fought to hold back her release. I could see the struggle in her eyes, the misery as her body tried to obey my command. Above us, the Heaven Icon blazed brighter, its light intensifying as I pushed her closer and closer to the edge.
And then, with a final, powerful thrust, I made her body convulse into itself. “O-oh, ooooohhh~” Her body convulsed, her orgasm tearing through her like a tidal wave. “Fucking hell, you brat!” She screamed for me, her voice echoing through the air as her pussy clenched around me, her juices squirting out like a fountain.
As I finally reached my climax as well, I threw my head back, a whistle escaping my lips as I came deep inside her. My cock throbbed, my release filling her as I marked her completely. Above us, the Heaven Icon flickered and faded, for Freya’s Icons were long gone, leaving her dominated under me as she hugged my back.
I raised my head back up, looking down at her. My breath came in ragged gasps, she was troublesome, but I still won.
A smirk played at the corners of my lips. "That's what happens when you try to dominate me, Freya," I murmured, my voice filled with satisfaction. "You end up begging for more, and I keep fucking you until you can't take it anymore....”
“Fuck...ing...hell...” she moaned another time, covering her eyes with her forearm before I started to violate her further.
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Author Note: In two other endings, Brigid dies in one, and both die in another. The other two endings survive, but with a different approach. Regardless, I think the HornDevil has left my body, so we’ll be diving into other plot stuff starting next chapter.
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