Yes

You resist the urge of punishing Claudine. You can feel your powers are really gone. You find your communicator on the ground, and the other Avengers find the secret room with your help.

Apparently she had managed a cure for Sinister's influence over her with your genes, while tricking her "other" she was actually looking to pursue his quest for genetic perfection. She still maintains immortality and other powers, but she claimed that Sinister's influence was gone, and would gladly wait for whatever sentence Justice gives her.

Your powers are back shortly after. Captain congratulates you, several of the arrested mutants are very dangerous criminals that eluded capture for years. You accept his thanks, and he welcomes you fully to the Secret Avengers initiative.

Later that day, you weren't able to sleep. Valkyrie's solution was simple. ****, in large amounts. You were skeptical at first, but powerless to resist when she just picked you up, and carried you away in her Winged Horse. That is how you ended in the corner table of a small town country bar, with a mechanic buffalo and loud music playing.

"Here it is cowboy... two home-brewed lagers. Enjoy" the blond waitress wasn't quite young, but definitely still a looker. She certainly had long smooth legs and a nice bodacious ass, her short jeans skirt did very little to hide it, but there was something else. Something more. She crossed the half empty bar with a certain regal air. Perhaps she was the owner's wife, or the owner himself? You shrug, and return to your drink.

"You know, with my powers I can probably drink all night long and not get drunk" you mention off handy, teasing more than anything else. You are having fun.

"Well, we cant have that..." You almost jump up when you feel her hand on your tight, and climbing up. You close your eyes, feeling her hot breath in your ear. "Relax"she said, as you hear your zipper being pulled down. Her fingers are cold from all the frosty beer you both drank, but your cock feels like it is on fire. She pulls you out, still under the table. You see the waitress notice your smile, you just lower your new cowboy hat to hide it.

The coolness massage your cock until it is fully hard. The music is loud and the light poor, and what do you care? She manipulates you with such ease, soft and hard at just the right times. "I saw you looking at her" Valkyrie accuses, and you agree with just about anything. You werent really thinking about doing anything, just found it odd the way she walked around, but when Valkyrie nibbles your neck, you moan. "Her name is Aquaria... you may have known her as Namora. Namor's cousin"

The information barely touches your mind, what did you care? Not when her fingers so deftly played with your cock, when her body was so fucking close to you. "This is her bar. Her little hiding place." you feel her hand cooling the heat from your balls, such jewels. "And she can be very kind to special costumers"

You feel lips around your cock, and groan to not moan out loud. Her teeth tease and threaten, she suck on your cock, and harder. Some woman is singing about finding mister right, Brunhilde's hands are feeling your muscular chest, still above your shirt, as she nibbles your ear.

You can see below the table the alluring waitress head, bobbing up and down your cock. You turn to kiss Valkyrie as this virtual stranger blows you, caressing her blonde braids, she laughs lightly as it becomes more and more obvious just how much you appreciate her gift.

You lose yourself in her deep azure eyes, and feel your cock explode, shooting jet after jet of your bountiful cum inside the mouth of this run away heroine. It feels like your heart is beating faster than a humming bird's wings. The curly blonde gets out from under the table, you marvel at how dignified she still manages to look after sucking dick. She wipes her lips, but there is still so much drool and cum smeared on her chin. She smiles, stands besides your date, and cascades the mouthful of white semen in Brunhilde's waiting mouth, not a little of it running down her face.

She swallows it with all of her newly arrived beer. You follow suit, not to be left behind, and receive a fresh set of drinks.

The **** begins to take its tolls, and you learn how to play pool. It involves holding a wooden stick while a gorgeous Shield maiden tells you what a hunk you are, and how she wished you would toss her in that table and fuck her hard right there. You learn how to ride a mechanical bull, and shouldnt have been so surprised when you are sent flying from it. Playing darts is okay, you can still hit the target even with your eyes closed. And dancing is a damn good excuse for feeling up her strong, firm, delicious body.

You are against the jukebox, your hands on her ass, she is returning the favor, you are both dueling with tongues as she presses her pussy lips above your trousers, teasing your cock. You feel a second pair of hands on you, and lips on your neck. Your shirt is literally ripped apart. Your trousers go next. You kiss Namora, she smells of nicotine and ****.

You feel your cock penetrating Brunhilde's tight pussy, her back now turned to you. She is dripping wet already, and hungry, so very hungry for your manhood. You fill your hands with her breasts, enjoying the little cries of pleasure when you play just a little more forcefully. Namora continues to kiss your arms and chest, worshiping your body as Valkyrie rides your cock at her leisure.

You both scream when your combined orgasm hit you, all the pent up worries and frustrations being released in one pure jolt of ultimate joy. Namora kisses each of you as she finds the enamored couple finally spent, and puts another coin in the jukebox, a goodnight song.

The bar is otherwise empty, Namora was just finishing cleaning up. Valkyrie excuses herself, she said she was going to clean up. Namora fills you one last beer cup. "Has been a while since I didnt see her this happy" she says. You laugh. "Break her heart and I swear I am going to rip your heart out" Her genial smile never leaves her as she threatens you. You just shrug, you have no intention to.

All three of you walk outside together. Namora asks if she can drive you home, but Valkyrie calls Aragorn, her winged horse, and you two fly off.

It was a blast, you had a great time. You tell her, and she laughs, saying how tame it was compared to the nights in Asgard. The night sky, the stars. The moon is already gone. Brunhilde says: "... Lucius, I know there is much weight on your shoulders, but I must depart come morning. My duty lies elsewhere for the time being, a great battle looms. But there is wisdom I learned recently, and ought to share with you" Despite your mild inebriation, your foggy mind clears when you realize she was talking about serious things. "Dr Strange confirmed my suspicions. I am with child. Yours."