Marvel: President Stark

"What? Why would I do that?"

"Because you seem like an honorable warrior," Thor proclaimed proudly. His demeanor had certainly changed once he got his powers back. 

Reading Thor was like reading a child. Tony walked over to him and patted Thor's shoulder. "Listen, big guy, just like you're the guardian of Asgard, I'm the guardian of Earth. And I can't leave my station."

"Oh, that makes sense. Forgive me for my selfishness, my metal friend." Thor, with a solemn nod, took Tony's words to heart. "I shall then take my leave and return soon."

As soon as Thor walked into the pattern on the ground, a tunnel-like colorful light formed that sucked up the five figures inside, lifting them off the ground and taking them away at incredible speed. 

Tony silently analyzed everything. From start to finish, there was no physical instrument used to create that teleportation medium. "It's like magic."

"Sir, a third anomaly was detected. The teleportation utilized a form of energy unknown to us," Jarvis revealed its own findings. "The Iron Guardians have relayed the data to be analyzed. It will take time to evaluate it all."

Maybe I should have gone with him. Tony pondered. 

"So… What do we do now?" Darcy broke the silence. "Are we going to wait here?"

"I will," Jane declared.

Eric tiredly rubbed his face. "Are you serious about dating him? He's well over a thousand years old, Jane. Our lifespans are a minor speck of dust to beings like him."

"Couldn't agree more. For all we know, that guy's concept of time is all out of whack. A decade for us might be a coffee break for him," Tony quipped, strolling around the Bifrost imprint on the ground, snapping pictures like a tourist.

Jane got flustered and angry. "He said he'll be back!"

"Classic," Tony quipped. 

"You don't know him," Jane defended.

"And you've known him all your life?" Tony scoffed, raising an eyebrow. "Listen, I don't care. You've got nothing to prove to me. Go ahead, enjoy your happily ever after. Maybe even name a kid after me, huh?"

"Ugh!" Jane clenched her fist and marched back to the research van. She wasn't dumb either and knew everything Tony said was right. She had no future with Thor. Compared to Thor's life, even if she got together with him, she'd be a short memory for him and not a lifelong partner. 

Tony wrapped up his work too and prepared to head home. He had been out and running around, fighting, dealing with things for two days straight by now. Heck, he was still in his pajamas from a day ago. 

"Wait!" Darcy hurried over before he could take off. "What about that campaign manager gig you were talking about?"

Tony paused and looked back. Sizing up her from head to toe, he could feel a subtle personal liking towards her. A pretty campaign manager with a knack for science was a great idea. But it was just an idea still. "Alright, I'll give you a three-month internship. If you impress, congrats, you've got yourself a job."

"Sweet!" Darcy chirped. But when she saw him leaving again, she grabbed his arm. "Wait, why are you leaving?"

"I've got bigger fish to fry, intern. You've managed to interrupt me twice already–not exactly making a stellar first impression for the job. Sorry, gotta take my hand back now." Tony playfully wrestled his hand free . "Seriously, what's the deal? You've been buzzing around like a persistent bee."

Darcy hesitated for a moment, then blurted out, "Okay, imagine you've got this mega crush on Monica Bellucci. And one day, bam! You actually run into her, but she's like, super busy—"

"You have a crush on me?" Tony interrupted, raising an eyebrow. "Can't say I blame you. It's a burden I've had to bear—being irresistibly charming and all."

Darcy grinned mischievously and tousled her hair. "Okay, but seriously? When I first saw you reveal yourself as Iron Man on that screen, I was like, 'Hold up!' Nerd, loaded, hot, brainiac—basically, you're the dream package for nerds like moi. Total nerdgasm for me."

"I gotta say, you're breaking the nerd stereotype here," Tony remarked, his eyes briefly resting on her impressive... two sizable assets.

Darcy gulped a little, totally loving the attention from her celebrity crush. It was like a guy getting to meet with Jennifer Lawrence or someone, and she compliments his lightsaber. "And hey, why rush off now? The whole town's a mess. Don't you wanna win over New Mexico? Fixing it up could be killer PR!"

Tony grinned with admiration. "Now that's what I like to see from my intern. Alright, let's roll with it then."

"Oh!" Darcy gulped when Tony grabbed her by the waist once again. She wrapped her arm around his neck as well, loving her wild fantasies that were slowly coming true. 

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SHIELD Headquarters,

While Tony worked on to repair the small town ravaged by the aftermath of the battle, a meeting took place between the Shield director and its top spy.

"Are you sure about this assessment?" Fury scrutinized the report on Tony Stark, fixing Natasha with an intense stare. "Everything you wrote here goes against the common knowledge about Stark."

"The report is final, Director." Natasha remained unmoved. "The image he has in the eyes of the public is meticulously curated by him. From his selfless actions, it's not hard to see that he's not what we thought he was. Stark reveals glimpses of unexpected compassion when pressed. His humor and nonchalance serve as a shield, deflecting deeper scrutiny."

"So you're telling me he's an honorable man we can trust? Then why the hell are you still rejecting the proposal to add him to the Avengers Initiative?" Fury questioned. "You're contradicting yourself."

"Sir, having the President of the United States on the team is a liability we can't afford. The initiative is meant to foster global peace, but his presence will only paint it as a pawn of the government," Natasha argued and instead suggested something else. "He will have a deep influence on Shield whether we like it or not. I recommend we designate him as a consultant rather than an Avenger."

Fury went quiet at that. Natasha was right—the objective shifted from recruiting Tony to keeping him on their side once he announced his presidential run. "Coulson reported Stark's in New Mexico. Still not thrilled about your adventure in his company."

Natasha averted her gaze at that. "I'm requesting permission to approach him once more. This time, I want to engage him as a Shield agent, not as Natalie."

Fury shrugged and tore the file Natasha had made. "Go ahead, no harm in trying. Let's see if you can convince this 'honorable' Stark."

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Thud!

"Oh god! I can't believe this is happening!" 

"Don't be so loud!" Tony warned her, aware of the surroundings. One of the bathroom stalls in the local pub he helped restore that day until late at night. A few too many drinks had been downed in the aftermath. 

"Hehe… This is my reward for being a good intern, isn't it?" Darcy grinned ear to ear, her red lips big and succulent ripe. Sitting on the closed toilet seat, her hand clamped around Tony's throbbing girth, veins popping, his pants wrinkled around his ankle. 

She looked up at him, her eyes drowsy, her complexion flushed from the drinks. However, her confidence was off the charts. She cherished this wild fantasy of hers being fulfilled. Unaware that this wasn't a dream but reality itself. She was really holding Tony's cock in her hands, her dainty fingers trailing along his veins.

Tony wasn't entirely sober either, a little too drunk but not out of it yet. Looking down at her flushed face, he felt harder. His hands moved on their own and combed through her hair, almost urging her to quickly take him in. 

"Mm.." Tony moaned a little when she pushed back his foreskin and coiled her tongue all over the knob of his cock. The sensation of her wet tongue against his thin skin felt scalding hot.

Then, she slowly lowered her face on him, parting her lips for his iron-hard cock. She suckled slowly as she went down, lower and lower, taking him all in. Her pink tongue slithered down to his base, tickling him inside while her lips sealed around his shaft.

Tony lost himself in pleasure, submerged in the heavenly massages of her mouth. 

Darcy smiled as she pulled back, dragging her soft lips slowly up and off his cock. 

"I can't believe I got the chance to taste Tony Stark's cock… Only in my wildest dreams…" Her words almost slurred, clearly in a dreamy state. She felt this wasn't real, a dream she didn't want to wake up from. 

Tony felt the reluctant loss of warmth when his cock left her mouth. "Mine? Really?" He smirked playfully. "Maybe we should keep going then."

"Great idea…" Darcy slid her hands under his shirt, gently scraping his abs with her perfectly manicured nails. "You really are a genius," she added as she parted her lips once more.

She watched as he leaned back against the stall wall before leisurely slipping her tongue around the engorged cockhead again, slowly working her way down. Once she had taken him in as much as she could, she started to bob her head up and down, taking her time to savor his masculine flavor. 

She was mesmerized by his size. The way his hot, bulging shaft stretched her lips to the fullest and made her gag only halfway down, the enticing smoldering stiffness, the slippery promises of delight. She was taking him deep, going further as she relaxed her throat.

"Oh, fuck..." Tony groaned as her muscles contracted tightly around him, her tongue sliding along his rigid flesh.

The corners of Darcy's lips lifted, delighted to hear him enjoy it. She loved it, thinking it was worth it since she really had a thing for him. She didn't even mind the gagging that came and went, all so she could thoroughly taste him and his creamy fill. 

"You taste so fucking good!" She licked the precum pooling in the slit of his manhood, "I can't get enough!" 

Tony took deep breaths, his body urging him to stand back up, somehow wanting to get as close as possible to the full-bodied beauty. His hands kept moving, threading his fingers through Darcy's hair and gently pulling on her head.

Her blowjob was wild, sticky, slimy, but hot as fuck. Darcy was the one who followed him into the bathroom when he went to take a leak. He didn't even get the chance to say anything when she pulled him back into the stall. All he had to do was enjoy it, relishing in the heat of her mouth.

Her eyes fixated on his straining expression, she tightened her mouth and throat around him, thrusting fast and hard until Tony's flushed cock was throbbing. 

Darcy's spit started dripping in creamy stretching fluid. Her one hand constantly stroked his length with the aid of her saliva, her tongue working overtime. 

She loved Tony's taste even more than his manly scent, salty with a hint of something indescribable. She moaned around Tony's cock head, never easing up the stroke of her fist on his pulsating manhood. She ignored the buckling of Tony's hips, wordlessly demanding more, and began to suck even harder.

Removing her hand, she gripped Tony's hips. She drew a deep breath and took Tony in, all the way to the root.

"G–God!" Tony's hands tightened the grip on her hair, drowning in pleasure.

It wasn't long before Tony's hips started moving, thrusting to meet Darcy's mouth. His thighs began to quiver, and his cock grew harder, swelling in Darcy's wondrous, smoldering throat. 

Loud, whining, lustful gags dripped out of Darcy as her mouth continued to pleasure him. They were both lost in the heat of the moment, without a care in the world that someone might be listening. 

"Gkk… Keep going…!" Tony couldn't help it, he was teetering on the edge. He could feel the strain inching up along his cock, threatening to bust out at any moment.

With a long hard suck, as she kept him deep in her mouth, Tony finally reached that light at the end of a long tunnel. His hips jerked up a little, sending load after load of sticky white froth into her accepting mouth. His body stiffened in release, letting out a harsh groan of satisfaction.

Darcy felt him pour himself into her, and after that last shudder of bliss passed through his body, she sucked once more. 

Tony's knees went weak as he felt her sealed plump lips scraping off every bit of cream on his cock, slowly moving her head back and cleaning him off along the way. She kept every last drop in her mouth and finally gulped down when his cock left her lips.

"Fuck! You even taste so hot!" she cooed in pure bliss.

Tipsy and exhausted from the climax, Tony stumbled back against the door of the bathroom stall, his cock still out, slowly calming down. 

Bam!

"Ah! Fuck!" He cursed, realizing the door was unlocked. He lost his balance and fell backward, the door swung open and he landed on his back near the sink. 

Groaning, he turned onto his knees and tried to get up. But just then he noticed a pair of high-heels approaching him and stopped beside his head. High-heeled black boots and tight leather pants that accentuated her toned calves. He looked up while getting up himself, her widening hips, the curves between her thighs evident from the tight leather. 

Finally, a perfect pair of breasts, hidden beneath a white t-shirt and a black jacket. But he froze at the sight of her face, deep dark amber-like skin, blue eyes, and white hair—exotic as fuck.

"Wait a sec!" Although in pain from his fall, Tony lost himself staring at her face. "I've met you before… At that baldie's mansion!"

"Yes…" Arms folded, Ororo glanced at the stall first, and then at Tony as he stood up. Finally, her eyes fell on his exposed loins. "Unfortunately."

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