Ethereal

Chapter 7: Dinner Tales

The night came quickly, the moon was out, shining and round, the stars twinkling in the dark sky. It was a perfect night to have dinner in a fancy restaurant. It was perfect that Hela picked this night to take her darling, Serena, out for dinner.

She stared at herself in the mirror, she was wearing a white, long-sleeved polo with three buttons open, showing her black bra and some cleavage. A black coat hangs over her shoulders. She pulled her hair back as she reached for her wedge boots.

Leaving Asgard in the hands of her brothers felt like a terrible mistake but she was willing to trade anything for a certain blonde woman.

She was Hela, the Goddess of Death and the Queen of Asgard and yet a mortal being managed to get her interest.

She glanced at the clock, smiling upon seeing the time. It was nearly seven and she promised to pick up Serena at that hour, everything was going exactly how she wanted it.

She was a queen, of course she wants everything to turn out like how she wanted them to.

She took one last glance of herself before leaving, she couldn't wait anymore to see Serena. To see how beautiful she will be in another dress with her ash blonde hair down, her golden eyes, her curves. She will never forget how their fingers brushed against each other, how they perfectly fit together.

She couldn't help but smile with a content sigh, just thinking of the things she can do with Serena sends pleasure all over her body.

She was certainly in the mood for some game.

The cold wind blew against her skin, her hair gliding along with it. Serena stood outside the building of her apartment, wearing a red dress and holding a black purse while waiting.

It will be a great evening, she knows but she couldn't help but bring small, sharp daggers because she was an assassin after all. And an assassin doesn't go anywhere without their sharp, trusted weapons.

It was at exact seven when a black car stopped in front of her, the door opened, a tall woman stepping out. Serena watched Hela approach her with some flowers in one hand, once they were close enough, Hela flashed a teasing smile.

"Good evening, darling. You look lovely as always." she took Serena's hand, bringing it to her lips, pressing a soft kiss against her knuckles

Serena then wondered if Hela was only pretending not to see the scars on her hands. She waved the thought away, focusing her gaze on the beautiful woman right in front of her. She noticed the open button on Hela's chest and without any hesitation or warning, she swiftly stepped forward, closing the button, unaware of how close they were.

She slowly looked up, Hela's green eyes gazing over her golden ones. She slowly lets go of the button, letting her hands brush against Hela's chest down to her stomach before retreating.

"You don't look bad yourself." came Serena's reply, acting as if nothing happened two minutes ago

Hela chuckles, shaking her head "I always look good, honey. Now before I forget..." she offered the flowers "Here are some flowers as a little gift."

"Lilies..." Serena took the flowers from Hela's hand, staring at them "Beautiful flowers..." she whispered

Hela tilts her head, frowning upon seeing Serena's expression change. As if she was remembering something she doesn't want to remember.

"Are you alright, darling?"

Serena blinked "Oh, yes. I just remembered some work I forgot to do but it's no trouble."

She watched Hela nod "Then shall we?"

She smiled or at least forced herself to this time "We shall." she watched as Hela took her hand but unlike the other times, she wanted to pull away...