Carol Danvers

"Our royal highness Emperor Dorrek has just adjourned his meeting." A Skrull scribe proclaimed as he guided the pilot deeper into the palace. Carol nodded as she stretched her neck as she walked, ignorant to the gazes she was procuring. "He has resigned to his chambers and has asked-"

"Ahh! Is that Carol Danvers? Hero to many, beauty to all!" A loud and lecherous voice proclaimed across the hall, causing Carol to turn towards him. There, clothed in gaudy robes, unfit- quite literally - for a sizeable Kree as he was.

Carol sighed as she put on a gracious, yet utterly fake, smile. "Ahh, Kaze-Vell, it is... Nice to see you once again." Carol said as Kaze-Vell hurried his feet to give Carol an unwanted hug, though Carol thought it best to not resist given Kaze-Vell was a high ranking Kree royal blood.

"As it is for me as well! Anyway, to what do we owe this magnificent crossing of paths?" Kaze-Vell asked as he held a rather generously sized bottle of alien wine.

"I'm here to meet with Emperor Hulkling about establishing an Alliance embassy on Earth, to help the... Strained relationship we have with them." Carol established.

"Ahh, there is the Captain Marvel I grew to revere! Always thinking of the Kree before all else!" Kaze-Vell said, ignoring the glares he received from the Skrulls that were lingering in the hall.

"Yeah, sure... Anyway, if I could see him that would be grand." Carol said, wanting to end the conversation before it could escalate into anything bothersome. Though, in her rush to leave, she had uncharacteristically missed the lecherous and mischievous sparkle in Kaze-Vell's eyes.

"Then it seems our stars have aligned! I was just going to deliver this bottle of wine to our dear emperor- a gift from our prestigious visitors, whom our emperor so succinctly dealt with. Perhaps you could do so in my stead? What is the Earth saying? 'Two birds, one laser gun?'" Kaze-Zell said jovially, though a bit too jovially.

"Um... Close enough," Carol said as she snatched the bottle from his hand before he could re-enter her personal space again, "his room is what way?"

"Miss Danvers, his Majesty had said that-" the scribe tried to say, before he was overtaken by a louder proclamation.

"Down that hallway, dear!" Kaze-Vell said smirking devilishly as Carol walked off. The scribe lingered to glare at Kaze-Vell, who shrugged his shoulders at him.

"What is it you have planned, you conniving royal?" The scribe asked, only to be met with a chuckle, and an unheard mumbling of 'ensuring the Kree dominance in this Alliance...'

Carol, absent to the exchange, walked towards the lavish chambers, stopping as she saw the grand door. Steeling herself, Carol used one hand to knock on the door. On the other side, a deep baritone voice asked "Hello, who is it?"

"It's me, Teddy. It's Carol." The blonde said as she waited for his steps to grow closer. Once she heard the latch unlock, Carol was met with a shocking temptation of a body standing in front of her. Gloriously chiseled and firmly rounded muscles, sculpted to perfection, and bathed in a wetness that exaggerated every single delectable feature. It was an absolute marvel to witness how those silken robes held back such an obvious beast of a body and... Other extremities.

"Oh, Carol, hey! I didn't know you were coming! Come in!" Teddy said as he opened the door wider to allow her in, though his bulky frame did cause contact between them as Carol squeezed her way into his room. Her voluptuous breasts grazed against Teddy's muscles, which caused her to blush as she walked inside. Teddy, having let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, closed the door behind them.

"So, what brings you... Uh... Here..." Teddy asked, his eyes traveling from Carol's face, across her more than bountiful chest, and landing on the wine bottle.