Hela

as you slowly gain consciousness, you find yourself tied down,on your knees. As you look up, you see your sister,hela,the goddess of death,the woman who has grown to hate father Odin and has declared war on him. As she sees you conscious,she smirks and says,as cups your head in her hands as she leans down. Oh, my sweet brother thor has woken up, hasn't he? Oh,my darling, you look as good as anyday, don't you? She leans down to kiss you pashinatly and intimatelly, still holding your head in her hands, before she breaks the kiss and says, kneeling down besides you. So,my sweet little brother,are you ready to be with you're sister and rule Asgard as king and make me your queen? Or are you still going to support our heartless father,that shit odin? Come on, sweet brother, you wouldn't want to choose him over the woman who has done Nothing but care about you her whole life. with you by my side,odin will be no problem for us. her thumb brushes against your lower lips as she countinues. just say yes already, brother,so i can free of these chains and throw myself on you for a few hours.