Playfully

Carol smirked at the hero-turned-emperor, taking in every crevice and hard etched line adorning his torso. If it wasn't for the green skin he had, he'd be a doppelganger of his father, Mar-Vell. Although, Carol could see where the Skrull Princess Anelle's half of DNA softened the hard, battle ready lines of muscle that Mar-Vell had. He, and most Kree warriors in general, never skimped on training, and it showed.

Therefore, it had amazed Carol to see Teddy still packing muscle given his relatively battle-free earthly upbringing, and she had to give it up to Wiccan for snatching the boy up when he did.

"Well, Kaze-Vell decided I was better suited for bottle service than diplomacy!" Carol playfully drawled, casually holding the wine in her hand as she clicked her tongue.

"Is, uh... That so?" Teddy carefully asked as he walked closer to the other blonde, palming the bottle in his hands when she teasingly tossed it at him. 'Indurare Galli' the wine was labeled, which Teddy found interesting. Given it came from the aliens he was just meeting with, he figured he needed to be careful. Despite his inexperience, he'd watched enough TV to know ingestible gifts were not always friendly.

"So, was I a good bar maiden or what?" Carol teased as she positioned herself closer to Teddy, feeling the warmth that rolled off of his near naked body.

Said emperor gave her a smile and responded with a hearty laugh. "Yeah, you are a lot better to look at than Kaze-Vell! That's for sure!"

Carol took the compliment with a devious smile, enjoying the emperor's suave demeanor. "Well, let's pop the sucker open and talk about what I really came here for!"

"You mean you didn't come to enjoy my company?" Teddy found himself saying, not really knowing where this playfulness was coming from. "I think I'm better off enjoying this on my own!"

Carol raised an eyebrow, taking Teddy's teasing as a challenge. The pilot sprang forward, attempting to grab the bottle back playfully. This resulted in a bit of a wrestling match as the two grappled for the wine with laughter. Carol, being the military trained one of the two, easily overpowered Teddy's much bulkier body, landing him on the floor as she straddled his lap.

Her firm and plump ass fit perfectly on his meaty lap, and given that Teddy literally had nothing under his robes, that 'perfect fit' wasn't just about his thighs.

The heroine victoriously thrusted the bottle in the air- bouncing herself in his lap, and squarely on his hardening cock. Teddy inhaled sharply, cartoonishly swallowing as he felt himself get aroused.

"Carol.." Teddy said breathily, his eyes diverting to the picture of him and Wiccan on his bedside table before darting back to the blonde bombshell straddling him.

Carol shifted her head to the side, eyeing the picture as well. Looking down to Teddy, Carol suddenly said, "We can talk about it before, or talk about it after. You choose."

She followed her rather succinct ultimatum by grasping Teddy's left hand and slowly peeling off his wedding ring.

Leaning back to twiddle the zipper of her costume between her fingers, Carol waited with hooded eyes to see how Teddy would respond.