Since becoming Ronan the Accuser's wife through arranged marriage, Crystalia Amaquelin of the Inhumans found her way through the appointment her sister gave her in fits and spurts. It was not a relationship she would have chosen for herself, but choice and love had nothing to do with why she now shared his bed and sat on a throne beside him. Royal marriage was about politics, and every man and woman just like her was merely a pawn to be used as necessary.
That didn't mean she hated her new life by any means, when it gave her opportunities such as this one.
"We are no longer two isolated entities, Inhuman and Kree. Those old divisions are illusions of the past. The Inhumans were born from the Kree. Deep down, we come from the same seeds of culture and civilization. We must work together to secure a future for everyone, and that means listening to and understanding one another."
Suddenly, a Kree man rose from the crowd before her. "How can you say that when your own Black Bolt invaded Hala and forced the steward of our people to submit to him?"
Crystal crossed her arms, aware of the intelfeed cam transmitting everything she said and did live across the Kree empire. "I am not Black Bolt. I married Ronan, not my cousin. I have fought for the rights of the Kree, provided water and fresh air in times of need. I have argued with Medusa on things I cannot discuss here."
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Far, far away, a man opened the door to his apartment and signed for his newly arrived package. He opened the box and immediately flipped through the newest edition of an encyclopedia detailing Marvel's known names. Apocalypse, Black Widow, Cable, he eventually stopped on the profile for Crystalia Amaquelin.
"Height, five foot seven inches. Weight, 110 pounds. Normal intelligence, normal speed, mother of Luna, former wife of Quicksilver and current husband of Ronan the Accuser, aliases include the People's Princess. Wait..." The man did a double take when he read her biography. This had to be a joke print. How would Marvel get away with adding sordid, tabloid-like details to one of its books?
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"Furthermore, I-"
Crystal paused and sniffed with a frown. Very suddenly, a pungent odor hit her nose full on. She knew she needed to ignore it and keep talking. The cameras were rolling. Any pause made her look indecisive, unprepared and poorly rehearsed. She couldn't resist her hard urge to find the cause of that potent, musky, thick smell. She lifted her head higher, checking over her shoulder, then lifting her arm and taking a big whiff of her armpit.
This can't be what I think it is, Crystal assured herself in thought and rubbed the gooey spot on her tight yellow bodysuit. Her Kree audience started whispering among themselves as she took big handfuls of her breasts, pushed them up on her chest and took deep snuffling breaths.
The smell was becoming more familiar as she kept at it. When she reached up and pulled back the collar of her suit, she went pale at what she saw: cum. Her entire body was slathered in it, kept gooey and moist inside her costume - which, as she remembered with a sudden brief headache, was created specifically for this purpose.
It was the ultimate body condom, something she spent years to perfect. Back before she managed to convince her family to accept her true nature, she convinced them to give her the materials to help her weaker immune system deal with Earth pollutants. Really, all she wanted was a way to filter out STDs so she could walk around covered in the spunk of every man she got to let her jerk them off.
These facts came to Crystal's mind, but something about them didn't sit right. Despite how awkward and disgusting she felt about it, Crystal gave in to the strange urge to say the brilliant words popping into her head.
"Furthermore, I love all cocks equally. You know this is true, otherwise you would not have called me the People's Whore. Such is my love for all men, I cheated on my husband Pietro to get more when I was married to him. If you cannot trust my Inhuman blood, then trust in my love for a good hard dick."
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