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Nova exhaled, drumming his fingers on the armrest. "Alright," he finally said, meeting Wanda's gaze. "Well, my mutant ability is that it allows me to trade with people across the multiverse."
Silence.
Pietro blinked. "Wait… what?"
Wanda frowned slightly, processing his words. "Trade? As in… exchanging goods? Services?"
Nova smirked. "Exactly."
Pietro snorted. "Dude. You're telling me you're an Omega-rank mutant because you run some kind of cosmic flea market?"
Nova chuckled. "Call it what you want, but let me put it this way—imagine being able to trade for anything. Knowledge, technology, weapons, even powers." He leaned forward slightly, eyes gleaming. "You'd be surprised what people are willing to offer when they're desperate enough."
Wanda's expression remained neutral, but her fingers twitched slightly. "And you've actually done this? Traded with beings from other universes?"
Nova grinned. "Oh, you have no idea. Let me show you what I tra...".
Nova got interrupted as door bell rang once again.
Nova sighed, glancing at Wanda and Pietro. "Looks like today's a busy day. Give me a sec."
Pietro waved him off. "Yeah, yeah, go play host. We'll just sit here, totally not judging your revolving door of guests."
Wanda gave her brother a sharp look before nodding at Nova. "Go ahead."
With that, Nova got up and made his way to the door. He already knew who it was—Gwen had messaged him earlier, saying she and MJ were dropping by with someone interesting. But with Wanda and Pietro arriving ahead of schedule, the timing had gotten messy.
He swung the door open and, as expected, found Gwen Stacy, Felicia Hardy, and Mary Jane Watson standing outside.
Gwen smirked, arms crossed, looking as if she knew she was about to make his life more complicated. MJ stood beside her, exuding her usual confidence, while Felicia simply gave him that teasing, unreadable look she always did.
Then his gaze landed on the fourth person and his eyebrows twitched slightly.
Then his gaze landed on the fourth person, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.
Emma Frost.
Oh… Oh, holy hell.
Gwen had mentioned they were bringing someone "interesting," but she had conveniently left out the part where said person was Emma freaking Frost—telepath, Hellfire Club royalty, and arguably one of the most dangerous women alive. Wait.. so this is the reason why Felicia wished for the ability to block mental intrusion and all.
And, of course, she looked like she had just stepped off the cover of an absurdly high-end fashion magazine.
Emma was dressed head to toe in white—a form-fitting ensemble that somehow managed to look both regal and sinfully seductive at the same time. The way the fabric hugged her curves, the confident way she carried herself… Damn.
Nova's gaze swept over Emma, drinking in every unfairly perfect detail.
Her platinum blonde hair flowed like silk, framing a face that exuded both elegance and danger. Piercing blue eyes locked onto him, sharp and knowing—like she was already inside his head, savoring every inappropriate thought he had.
And her body? Pure sin wrapped in white.
Her full, perky breasts pressed against the tight fabric of her outfit, daring his gaze lower. Her waist curved in just right, leading to hips that could make a man reconsider all his life choices. Long, toned legs completed the masterpiece, each step oozing confidence and control.
And then a very, very dangerous thought crossed his mind.
His brain eagerly supplied the possibilities—lace, satin, or maybe… nothing at all..
For a brief second, his brain seriously considered the logistics of this. Would she go for lace? Satin? Something more daring? Or is she the type to not wear any at all?
…And that was the exact moment Emma's smirk deepened, her head tilting ever so slightly.
"Well," she mused, amusement dancing in her voice, "Felicia was right. You really can't walk straight when you see a beautiful woman."
Felicia grinned, arms crossed. "Told you. The moment he laid eyes on you, his brain went poof."
Gwen smirked. "Yeah, and now he's mentally undressing her."
MJ chuckled, leaning against the doorframe. "Oh, please, knowing Nova, he's way past undressing. He's already imagined an entire night's worth of activities."
Nova didn't even try to deny it. Instead, he let a slow, confident grin spread across his lips. "Ladies, please. I'm just a simple man appreciating true beauty when it stands before me."
Emma took a single step closer, and damn if she didn't make it look graceful. "Oh, you can appreciate all you want," she said smoothly, blue eyes locking onto his. "But the question is… Can you handle it?"
Nova's smirk didn't falter. "That depends," he said, eyes lazily dragging over her once more. "Are you talking about you… or what's underneath?"
Felicia whistled. "Oh damn, he went straight for it."
Gwen snorted. "This is either going to be the best thing we've ever seen or the moment he gets mentally fried."
MJ smirked. "I'm kinda hoping for both."
Emma, to her credit, didn't seem even remotely fazed. If anything, her smirk grew even more amused. "Oh, Nova," she purred. "If you wanted to know what was underneath, all you had to do was ask."
For a fraction of a second, Nova actually considered calling her bluff.
Then he chuckled, tilting his head. "Tempting. But you strike me as the type who enjoys a little mystery."
Emma's eyes gleamed. "And you strike me as the type who enjoys unwrapping presents early."
Nova grinned. Oh, this was going to be fun.
Emma's smirk didn't waver as her gaze flicked past Nova, toward the inside of his home. "Oh? It seems I'm not the only guest today."
Before he could say anything, Gwen raised an eyebrow, arms still crossed. "Nova… did you bring a girl home last night?"
Felicia grinned. "Oh, that would explain why you took so long to answer the door."
MJ smirked. "Damn. Didn't even invite us? Rude."
Nova chuckled, shaking his head. "As much as I'd love to say yes and watch you all lose your minds, no, that's not the case."
Emma's amusement only grew. "Pity," she murmured, eyes gleaming. "For a moment, I thought I'd walked in on something scandalous."
Nova leaned in slightly, his smirk matching hers. "And if you had?"
Emma held his gaze, unbothered. "Then I'd simply ask if there was room for one more."
Felicia whistled. " That's what I like about her."
Gwen groaned. "This is getting out of hand."
MJ shook her head. "Nah, this is exactly how it should be."
Nova grinned, stepping back and gesturing toward the entrance. "Well, since you're all here, why don't you come in? Make yourselves comfortable."
Gwen smirked as she walked past him. "Careful, Nova. Inviting this many dangerous women into your home at once? Bold move."
Felicia followed with a playful hum. "Mmm, I like a man who lives on the edge."
MJ simply rolled her eyes with a smirk. "This is gonna be fun."
And then came Emma. She moved with effortless grace, her heels clicking softly against the floor as she crossed the threshold. She gave Nova a lingering glance, lips curled in amusement, before stepping inside as if she owned the place.
The moment they entered, the atmosphere shifted.
Wanda and Pietro, who had been waiting inside, immediately turned their attention to the newcomers—specifically, to Emma Frost.
Wanda's eyes narrowed slightly, her posture tensing. Pietro, standing beside her, crossed his arms and let out a low whistle. "Well, well. If it isn't the White Queen herself."
Emma, ever composed, gave them a slow, knowing smile. "Wanda. Pietro. It's been a while."
Wanda's expression remained guarded. "Not long enough."
Pietro smirked but didn't look particularly friendly. "Didn't think we'd run into you today."
Nova, casually closing the door behind him, watched the tension unfold with interest. Well, this just got even more interesting.
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