Chapter 3: The First Capture
There was a good reason why I was not afraid. More than just from the inherent ability that being Dragonborn gave me.
I also bought [Martial Talent] from the Company- ensuring that the leftover muscle memory that this Last Dragonborn body was incorporated into my subconscious.
I knew how to fight like an actual Dragonborn.
Just looking at her and the surroundings, I could think of two dozen ways to disable her with just my bare hands.
"There!" She exclaimed as the blue hologram interface finally began solidly glowing and humming.
The loud metallic whirr of her ship's guns sounded out as they responded to their master's hand gestures. Guns large enough that they'd be at home on tanks aimed their large barrels at my chest.
"Okay, now put the tag on." She impatiently demanded, despite being the one who kept me waiting. "I'd rather not shoot you, but if you for-"
I immediately charged at her, activating [Dragon Heart] as I dashed my massive Dragonplate-clad form to her.
And as expected, she fired her ship's twin guns. Bright blue bolts of plasma spewed forth at a furious rate of fire- enough to mow down a platoon of soldiers in a single second.
The first few shots landing on the ground in front of me were intended to be warning shots; but as soon as my ability took hold, she began truly opening fire at me.
[Dragon Heart] allowed me to transform into what essentially was a dragon mecha. I saw the fear in her eyes as my form cast a dark shadow over her- my form standing tall and proud at 3.5 meters in height- standing half a meter taller than the rim of a basketball hoop. A bipedal dragon mecha with wings- enhancing my strength and speed to something to even greater levels.
But most fearsome of all…
[Dragon Heart] allowed me to choose an elemental affinity that would become the focal point around which my dragon mecha form's armour, loadout and the traditional; dragon breath ability would revolve around.
And as I stepped out of the smoke and dust, my choice in elements made my Dragon Mecha form into a metal juggernaut that gleamed a lustrous silver polish.
And Valkyrie didn't know it yet, but the reason for me being unharmed was due to the elemental affinity that I chose, and that element was...
Proto-Adamantium.
The comic book one that was an alloy mix of Adamantium, Vibranium and a mysterious third component.
Not only did it absorb immense amounts of kinetic energy, it was also nigh impervious to abrasion and penetration, extreme temperature, and the whole electromagnetic spectrum of radiation.
All together, the comic book version of Proto-Adamantium was virtually unbreakable.
It took literal Gods to penetrate the centimeter thick Proto-Adamantium shield of comic book Captain America.
My Dragon Mecha form had at least thrice the armor thickness. Valkyrie's ship guns felt like a fine mist of water on my face- barely even registering.
And thus, my reasoning. Why buy waifus from the Company when I can instead be indestructible?
"What the shi- Gwuaagh!" She grunted as my gleaming metal fist- the size of a whole basketball- rocketed down onto her where her enhanced physiology could barely draw her sword in time for her to clash with my fist.
The sight of her grunting in vain had me chuckling malevolently as she tried to push back against my metallic dragon claw.
But in a show of dexterity that I did not expect from her, Valkyrie managed to aim her ship guns on me even as we were locked in this battle of strength that I was winning- the massive tank-like guns hummed ominously before discharging larger than normal bolts.
Not that it helped her- the luminous supercharged bolts of blue plasma struck against my shiny metal outer skin- doing absolutely nothing to my Proto-Adamantium hide.
Two quick swipes of my proto-adamantium claws and her black-metal gauntlets simply fell off that she used to control her guns joined the rest of the rubbish on the ground. Her ship's guns whined as they powered down.
"Huah!" She roared out as she tried to kick against my crotch with all the force that her enhanced Asgardian physiology could muster in a last desperate attempt.
I barely felt it, but she did feel it when my other fist that I had behind my back this whole time- impacted with her abdomen. The air was brutally forced out of her and made her crumple to the ground- gasping for air.
Immediately, my massive metal hand pinned her to the tough, dry soil with such force that her sword fell from her grip.
Now without her primary weapon or secondary weapons, Valkyrie was looking more and more desperate- the earthy brown of her eyes glancing to her sword that lay within arms reach.
"Surrender, Valkyrie." My voice, that was once already gravelly and deep, had become that of a typical malevolent demon in films: Booming and with a deep reverberating bass that rumbled through your innards.
"N-Never!" She gasped, her fingers finding her sword's hilt once more.
"Zuun!"
I Shouted- casting the signature magic of the Dragonborn, the Thu'um. This particular shout was for disarming; and as soon as I uttered the word, the short sword in her hand suddenly went flying into a nearby scrapheap.
"So be it." I answered, clenching my gleaming metal claw into a massive fist.
Strikes to her jaw, to her abdomen, to her deltoids and to her forehead rained down on her. I did my best to reasonably hold back in this Dragon Mecha form as I forcefully beat the downed Valkyrie into submission.
Her groans of pain eventually came to an end as she let out a pitiful whimper, and I finally stopped.
"I don't think I introduced myself." I cordially said to the beaten and bruised anti-hero as I transformed back into my heavily-armoured human form that she first saw. "My name is Hevnorak, and we are about to become good friends."
"N-no… please." She weakly begged as I grabbed her leather top and tore through it with my gauntletted fists. The leather tore like paper and her large d-cup chocolate mounds tantalizingly jiggled in the hot Sakaarian air.
"You'll be fine: You'll literally love it in about five minutes." I told her in a casual tone as I leaned close to her, tilting my helmet just enough to expose my mouth and bit down on her shoulder just enough to draw a bit of blood- making her whine pitifully at the pain as I swallowed the bit of her coppery blood.
[Dragon's Hoard] gave me the ability to Capture a waifu by biting down on them and swallowing their blood.
To Capture a waifu meant to nudge their minds to ensure the waifu's loyalty, friendship, and romantic and sexual interest in me. More than that, I only got my payment from the Capture after it had completed that time period.
The normal way by use of the [Company Stamp] to Capture waifus: A thumb-sized rubber stamp that would mark a waifu for Capture would take a whole 72 hours to ramp up and only at the end would they be Captured. As opposed to the [Dragon's Hoard] biting method which took only 5 minutes.
But onto more relevant things...
I moved on to her pants- tearing it the same way to expose her neatly shaved womanhood. Soft puffy outer lips the colour of smooth milk chocolate, and the delicate pink slit that lay between proved to be a tantalizing sight.
But Valkyrie was still very dry; dry enough that I doubt it would be enjoyable even for me. What I wouldn't give for a bottle of lube right now… something to pack for later Captures, to be sure.
I took her raven-black ponytail in one hand and lifted her up to a sitting position- undoing my codpiece as well with the other. I hummed as my very large, almost wrist-thick member was exposed, the thick pillar of meat radiating heat as it sat upon her face.
Valkyrie also whimpered helplessly at the sight- her face scrunching up in fright and hesitation. No doubt, she knew full well that it was going to be a very tight fit in her delicate pink pussy.
"Suck, or I'm going to stuff all this in you while dry." I warned her as I slapped my cock against her cheek with a meaty pat. With no more fight left in her, Valkyrie didn't even hesitate as she leaned forward a bit and encased the tip of my cock in her hot mouth- her plump red lips wrapped around the ridge of my cockhead.
Immediately after, her wet tongue swirling around the tip- obediently lapping up the big drop of precum that leaked out. She then proceeded to give a sloppy, but still capable blowjob. And she continued to surprise me with just how much dexterity she had for a woman drunk out of her gourd.
Her wet tongue, still hot from her elevated alcohol levels expertly dragged up and down my thick Nordic dragonborn shaft- leaving glistening trails of her saliva everywhere she went. And every so often, she would go back to suckling at the thick head of my shaft- slurping up the bit of precium that gathered at the tip.
I simply nodded along in approval and slight pleasure.
My enjoyment was interrupted by a chime from the Company Smartphone. Fishing it out of my 'pocket,' I checked the notification before putting it back in my inventory.
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Capture Confirmed!
Name: Valkyrie
World: MCU (with TVA)
Effective Waifu Tier: Tier 5
Credits earned: 12
Current Credits: 12
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Valkyrie was now Captured. Her mind was now constantly being nudged to the direction of unconditional love and obedience towards me.
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