So, he stood up, keeping his hands in her messy red hair so she wouldn't back down or release his shaft from her mouth. His hips started moving while his fingers sunk deeper into her hair, keeping her head in place to pleasure him in every way.
He wanted to go slow and steady, to explore the depths of her throat thoroughly. However, the warm, sticky, slick feeling was too much to bear. Her slithering tongue was just too good. His primal instinct was already taking over his movements.
His hips moved wildly, searching for that light at the end of the tunnel. He fucked her face, going fast and frantic.
"Ggk! Ggk! Umph… Gk!Umphh.."
Natasha moaned as the heavy scent of musky sex filled her nose. The lewd thought of him playing with her like a toy tingled her thirst. She pulled him in harder, her hands gripping his ass to come closer. She wanted to hear him groan in pleasure, the pleasure she was giving him. Her lips tightened and her throat relaxed, letting him go as deep as he wanted.
Tony could almost feel his cockhead squeeze its way to the back of her throat. His shaft was constantly massaged by her tongue. He could feel the tickling in his balls, ready to give up the token resistance stifling in his loins.
"Argh!" Tony groaned in pleasure.
With the last deep jolt of his hips, he spilled inside her mouth. The tiny slit burst out with sticky, stringy seeds, filling her mouth and throat. He kept her head tightly pressed onto his throbbing cock, riding the last waves of bliss with quick thrusts.
With no way to breathe, Natasha willingly gobbled down all of it, clearing her throat enough to breathe from her nose. She still had his length in her mouth, twirling her tongue around his cock as to scoop up whatever was left.
When she felt Tony had finally let go of her head, she suckled the remnants of his batter, licking him clean as her lips slid off his relaxing cock completely with an embarrassing pop.
Short of breath, Tony fell back onto the bed, pulling Natasha with him. He fell back while hugging her, making her land on his chest.
"Oh… I didn't know you were this insatiable, Tony… ah… umm." Natasha moaned as she felt his tongue aiming for her rosy nipple.
"You still don't… Know…Everything," Tony mumbled as he nuzzled his nose between Natasha's breasts, his teeth nibbling on her hard, pink tips. His lust had peaked, and he wanted to keep going.
His hands slid down her slender belly between them, his fingers tracing her smooth skin, trying to dive into the opening of the sexy suit she was wearing.
But suddenly, she caught his mischievous hand with a firm grip. She stopped him in his tracks.
"Can't Tony, no time for that." Natasha softly cooed. "I need to go and keep an eye on Loki."
"On Loki? Pretty sure they've got enough cameras on him to see if his skeleton flosses." Tony let her get off his chest and fix her attire, zipping up the combat suit. "By the way, after I take office, any interest in the CIA?"
"CIA? Why all of a sudden?" She asked while fixing her hair. "Isn't Shield a global initiative? That would be a… demotion?"
Tony got up from the bed and took a seat on the chair. "I got Fury in Shield. While I wouldn't exactly hand him my house keys, I trust he's patriotic enough not to stab me in the back. But I can't say the same about the CIA. They're too deep and too spread out, and there's no way of knowing whose interests they are prioritizing. They might obey my directions while sabotaging them at the same time and I'll never know. I want to revamp the whole damn thing and at least know what the hell they are up to."
"You want to control the CIA?"
"Nope, that'd make the President a little too much like a dictator with a desk job. No, I want accountability—at least while I'm in the office." Tony explained. "Think about it. There's still time."
Natasha pondered over it and nodded in the end. "I'll seriously consider the o—"
Boom!
"Ugh!" Tony fell from the chair. The entire ship seemed to lose altitude abruptly and tilt a little. "Jarvis! Bring me the suit!"
Natasha was already gone by the time Tony's suit appeared outside his room. He jumped right into it and looked into the surveillance camera set around the ship. He instantly noticed one of the propellers jammed up.
"Jarvis, send two Iron Guardians and fix it," Tony ordered and personally rushed over to the main deck where he noticed a gunfight was going on. Loki didn't matter anyway since their tool to find the Tesseract was already in place.
It was chaos all around as if the attack had come from all sides. Tony did what he could and sent his Iron Guardians to different places. He sent one behind Natasha too, who seemed to be rushing towards the lower levels where Bruce had fallen.
Another Iron Guardian went to extinguish the fire, and the last one followed behind him.
Trrrr~
He jumped into the gunfight on the main deck and punched straight into the heads of the attackers, knocking them out cold.
"Grenade!" Tony shouted and kicked it before it could explode.
Thud!
He landed a short distance away behind the cover and waved at Agent Hill there, "How's life treating you?"
"Thanks," Hill responded, returning gunfire at the attackers still entering. "It was one of your Iron Guardians that saved me during the Shield facility collapse when Loki appeared."
"Oh, that warrants a dinner date then," Tony replied cheekily.
Hill smiled and looked away. "Let's stick with the drinks this time."
"As you wish." Tony left the cover just then and blasted accurate beams at the attackers. He did enough not to kill them since it was clear that they were mentally manipulated. "Any more left?"
Clank!
"There it is." Tony felt a bullet hit his steel forehead. Without looking, he blasted a beam in that direction. "More?"
"No." Fury stepped out from behind the cover and ran up to the controls. He noticed the mess across the entire ship. "Stark, head to Loki!"
"The green guy's awake!" Tony voiced at the same time. He just saw through his Iron Guardian camera sent with Natasha. It was barely standing now.
He wasted no time and rushed through the hallways, taking shortcuts through the holes made from all the blasts. He went down the floors one after another and landed.
Thud!
"Where is he?" Tony looked for the big green guy, even using the cameras. "He's… nowhere."
"We got a bigger issue, Stark," Fury spoke through the comms. "Loki escaped… He killed Coulson."
Tony accessed the camera in his helmet and saw the scene. Fury was kneeling beside Coulson's body. The holding cell for Loki was lost already.
Everything froze at that moment. Many had died that day, but knowing someone personally among them was a different thing.
In silence, Tony arrived at the scene and checked Coulson's body through his sensors. There was sadly no way of saving him.
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"These were in Coulson's jacket." Fury addressed Tony and Steve on the main bridge. He threw a bunch of cards and a folded piece of paper on the table. "We're dead in the air up here."
Tony looked at the folded paper and realized it was his election pamphlet. He had already seen it through the cameras, Fury had taken them out of the locker, not Coulson's pocket. But the point stood, they belonged to Coulson.
"Our communications, the location of the Cube, Banner, Thor. I got nothing for you. I lost my one good eye." Fury walked around them, between the two. "Yes, we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract. I never put all my chips on that number though, because I was playing something even riskier. There was an idea, Stark knows this—he's the advisor to the whole thing. Called the Avengers Initiative.
"The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people to see if they could become something more. To see if they could work together when we needed them to fight battles that we never could. Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea—In heroes."
"New York!" Tony stood up abruptly, his face lacking the usual easygoing look. He knew Fury's bluff, but Coulson was dead, and that was all that mattered. So, he decided to take things seriously for once—as seriously as Tony Stark could. "Jarvis just alerted me—They're setting up the Tesseract on top of the Stark Tower!"
Fury gave Agent Hill a glance and a nod. Quickly, the Helicarrier shifted its direction and course corrected itself.
Tony rubbed his face tiredly and stepped into his suit of armor once again. "Cap, the Avengers is yours—I'm just an advisor."
With that, he left and flew out of the Helicarrier with his four remaining Iron Guardians. But midflight, he continued to prepare himself for the worst.
It was time to get serious.
"Jarvis, call in all the Iron Guardians from all twenty-four States," Tony ordered. "Initiate God's Eye and swarm them all around the city."
Tony's newest creation, a gadget made from decoding the Anti-gravity knowledge from the Kree ship. A small, golf-ball-sized drone with independent flight, high-definition cameras, and high-intensity explosives. The entire Stark Tower was fitted with them.
"All two-hundred and forty Iron Guardians are on their way, Sir. God's Eye has been initiated." Jarvis quickly sent all the needed commands. "God's Eye engaged."
"Alert Charles and tell him to reach Manhattan asap."
"Understood, Sir."
No more joking around.
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