While Alex prematurely started the victory celebration with Ayesha, Gwen was still in the thick of the battle. Having destroyed the first command ship, her target had changed to the high-end ships among the fleet. That's because Alex had already taken over the remaining two command ships after killing the High Evolutionary.
Even though Gwen was in her enhanced Apex state, merged with Alex and possessing enough strength to wipe out entire planets with her physical strength alone, it still took two whole days of constant battle before the High Evolutionary's fleet was exhausted, leaving an endless quantity of debris all around the Sovereign's belt.
However, it wasn't due to a lack of strength, but more due to the fact that Alex wasn't using any clones to speed up the process. There was only a single Apex on the battlefield, which meant that the Sovereign's fleets also had to do quite a bit of heavy lifting.
Ultimately, however, when Alex separated from Gwen, he made an executive decision to slightly dull her memories of the events that had transpired over the two days. For no other reason than him not wanting to listen to her talk about murder and morals.
A righteous Spider-Person had just outright annihilated a fleet consisting of billions of living beings. Despite how much Alex had corrupted Gwen and made her indifferent to his murderous habits, there was a difference between him being the genocidal maniac and her doing the same thing. While merged, it was all fine since he was almost entirely in control of the Apexified state, but the aftermath needed to be handled gracefully, lest he be forced to deal with further issues.
With that in mind, he left most of the post-battle cleanup to Sovereign's forces and brought Gwen to Sovereign Prime, specifically, Ayesha's bedroom.
Inside, from the three-meter-tall monstrous creature that was enough to make any child cry, emerged a cute, little over a meter and a half tall woman without a single scrap of clothing on her as her eyes opened.
"Alex?" Gwen asked with a groggy look, as if she'd just woken up. She turned to look at the remains of her suit as it morphed into Alex's familiar figure.
"How do you feel?" He asked. "We've been in a True Merge state for over forty-eight hours now. Some disorientation is perfectly normal."
"Who am I?" She asked with a blank expression.
"Your name is Slave," Alex said with a gentle smile, raising his hand to cradle her cheek. "You belong to me."
As he raised his other hand to grasp one of Gwen's piercings, her blank expression suddenly warped as she scowled at him. "That's the best you could do?"
"Let's try again then," Alex said, holding Gwen's piercing with one hand and fiddling with it. "Your name is Gwen. And I'm your father. Now be good and call me Daddy."
"Why do I bother?" She huffed, putting her hand on her forehead. "My mind's all foggy… And not in the good, aroused way."
"That's because you've been almost entirely asleep for the past two days," he said. "I was in control of your body because I wanted to see how far I could push the True Merge state."
"No… we've done this before. It was never this foggy…" She said. "You did something."
"Damn you and your spider sense," Alex grumbled, turning away. "Yeah, but it's for your own good."
"It's fine, Alex," Gwen said. "I'm a big girl. I stood by you even as you allowed half of my planet's population to die. I won't start bawling over a few destroyed alien ships after going all that."
"Still, there's no point in letting you keep the details of all the blood and gore," Alex said. "I didn't modify your memories. The fogginess is because all of the things you are seeing are from my perspective."
"Isn't that the case anyway when we are in that True Merge state?"
"In that state, it is both of our perspectives. True Merge essentially makes two individual entities into a single one. But because of my specialty and the immense weight of my soul, I can take some liberties in that state. I simply took over the state entirely this time. The foggy memories that you see are entirely from my perspective."
"It's fine," Gwen said, shaking her head. "Is that why my head is throbbing?"
"A mix of both, I guess. Staying merged with me for such a long duration was bound to put significant strain on your soul. If it were just physical, I would've taken care of it by now."
"Yeah… I don't even remember when I last experienced this kind of migraine," she said. "When are you going to stop fiddling with my piercing?"
She lowered her eyes to Alex's hand as he continued playing with one of her piercings.
"Never," he said. "Plus, we've just gone through a long battle. I believe a victory celebration is in order, don't you think?"
"Once my headache subsides, please," Gwen stepped back, freeing herself. "I want to close my eyes for a while."
"I have a perfect solution to distract you," Alex said as Gwen quickly climbed onto the bed and closed her eyes, putting her arm across her eyes.
"No," She answered after a pause. "Nothing sexual, please…"
"I was talking about a massage," Alex said. "And you seem awfully casual about getting into a random bed. Do you know how much I've made Ayesha cum on it?"
"Ughh!" Gwen suddenly shot away from the bed, destroying the gold frame in the process while also cracking the floor. "I hate you, Alex… I'm not even wearing any clothes…"
Alex was surprised at Gwen's sudden reaction and started laughing.
"This is not funny. Disinfectant…I want disinfectant."
"Why are you acting as if she has some kind of disease?"
"Just because I occasionally enjoy the nasty stuff that you are into doesn't mean I am not affected by it," she said. "The fact that you let me lie down on someone else's bodily fluids is disgusting."
"The sheets were clean, Gwen," Alex said, chuckling. "Do you think the owner of this room isn't a neat freak? She gets new sheets every single day. The few times I did make her cum on her bed, she had the entire mattress replaced."
Gwen looked around the room with a suspicious expression, noticing the uncannily neat surroundings, with not a single thing looking out of place.
"Make me a new bed to rest," she said. "And some sleepwear. You've made me paranoid."
"Come here?" He offered, opening his arms for her.
"Humph," Gwen snorted, looking away from him and crossing her arms. Consequently, her actions, whether intentional or not, pushed her breasts up enticingly. From his initial plan to tease her further, Alex decided to coax her into a hug.
"Is my Gwenny mad?" He asked, stepping toward her. "Come here, I'll kiss all of the pain away."
"Cheesy…" Gwen mumbled, but didn't resist as he wrapped his arms around her.
Despite her demeanor, she practically melted in his arms the moment Alex kissed her forehead, sending a cool sensation through her otherwise aching skull.
"Better?"
"Mm…" She nodded, nestling her face in his chest. "More."
"Anything for my Gwenny."
"Stop that… It's weird to hear that name from you," she said.
"How about this, call me daddy a few times, and I promise to stop trying to get it out of you," Alex said.
"I was neither born yesterday, nor did I meet you yesterday," she snorted. "I know perfectly well what you do when someone gives you any liberties. The moment I give in even a little bit, you'll turn that into a precedent and start pushing my limits."
"But…"
"No buts," she said flatly.
"But, the more you resist it, the more I want you to say it…" Alex said in a needy, childish tone.
"Too bad," she said. "Hold me…"
"I already—" Before he could complete his words, Gwen's legs lost their strength as she fell asleep, her body falling limp. He quickly picked her up in his arms before she fell, looking at her peaceful face with a speechless expression.
"Either this is a talent that she developed to counter me, or it's a side effect of her soul being fatigued…" He was well aware which of the two it was. Gwen wasn't someone who would avoid something she didn't want to talk about. He'd pushed her to try plenty of things, and she always openly pushed back without the slightest hesitation if she didn't like it or wasn't interested in it. There was never any trace of wanting to avoid such talks in her personality.
Shaking his head, Alex chose to sit on a couch and gently cradled Gwen in his arms. He put his hand in her hair and gently massaged her skull while sending a controlled cool sensation through her head to calm the migraine affecting her.
As Gwen recovered, just a few storeys above her, Ayesha was in a special kind of bliss, exploring and thoroughly enjoying her latent sexuality that had been genetically suppressed for her entire race. For the entire two days, Alex had been the one handling Ayesha's duties, taking over her official duties as she spent her days training under his hardcore regimen to ready herself for the main event.
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