Marvel: President Stark

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"Ugh… Helen?" Tony called for the doctor as he flew into his top-floor mansion of the Stark Tower. His armor chipped in places, his body bruised and wounded.

"Mr. Stark!"

Tony heard her and simply went to the nearest couch and plopped down on it. His nanotech armor automatically vanished from his frame, revealing his body's true state.

"What happened, Mr. Stark?" Helen rushed over with medical equipment, already dressed in a modest doctor's coat over her pants and shirt. The Asian beauty was a world-renowned geneticist and a close friend of his working on X-gene research with him at Stark Industries.

Tony rubbed his face with a wince, smearing the mix of dried blood and bruises like it was war paint for an afterparty. He let out a deep breath, giving Helen Cho a half-smirk as she snipped his shirt open with surgical scissors. "Hydra's out of commission… Was a pretty big facility. Guess they're compensating for something."

"You went alone?" Helen asked, her hands moving quickly to stitch his wounds and clean the smaller ones. "Overcompensating for something?"

"Hah… Needed to clear my head," Tony replied, appreciating her polite yet humorous personality. The last thing he needed was a lecture. "How's the research going?"

"Can you sit up?"

"Nope."

"Uh, fine." Helen suddenly stood up and straddled Tony's legs to get a better angle for the stitches on his chest. However, where her hips pressed on was far from mere professional work. "It's gonna hurt."

"Ah!" Tony jerked a bit, though that made it worse for the warmth he felt on his crotch. It was no longer in his control to keep the little Tony calm. He just stared at her focused face in silence.

"The Regeneration Cradle's nearly complete, but adding the X-Gene isn't advisable yet. It's too risky, Tony," Helen answered his previous question, almost done with the quick stitches and first aid. "But I'll need you to take a look at the machine. You pushed for it, after all."

"I need this to win the Midterms by a landslide—big enough to make headlines. This tech can heal life-ending injuries, great for soldiers, road accidents, or anything in between. If it works, Stark Industries will have it mainstream in a year," Tony replied and gently touched her hand resting on his chest, done with stitching up the last wound. "Better start working on that speech. You'll be in the headlines for this one."

Helen rolled her eyes and sat back, her weight further pressing down on his fully hardened shaft. There was no way she didn't feel it. "I'm not chasing credit, Tony."

"I know, but hey, a little recognition never hurt anyone. Maybe a Nobel, if we really crank it up. Not that it matters, of course. Just a small detail." Tony babbled, noticing Helen's eyes particularly explorative over his naked torso. He was rather proud of how he'd kept himself in shape. He was by no means a six-pack abs Captain America, but he was somewhere close.

"Hmm… Anyway, what now?" Helen asked, her gaze soft as she looked down at Tony. Her hands rested over his abdomen, fingers warm as they gently traced his skin. "Should I head back to the research center?"

Seeing that look in her eyes, Tony knew where this was headed. Well, this wasn't the first time he was having such a moment with Helen. They'd been unprofessional for quite a while.

"Eh, yeah, I could use some company. Head's a bit fuzzy right now. Could use a distraction," Tony replied, reaching out for her face with his right hand. As soon as his fingers traced her cheek, Helen eased her face into his palm.

"I've been a bit of a disaster lately, but hey, at least I'm consistent," he added.

Helen leaned down on his body, slowly bringing her stunningly fair face closer to his. Both her delicate hands gently combed through his hair, massaging his scalp. "Maybe I can help?"

"Maybe you should."

Helen leaned down even lower and pressed a kiss on his lips. Her lips parted, their tongues finding each other's instantly before Tony's found its way into her mouth. Warmth filled her chest as his lips pressed against hers, her head feeling hot and dizzy as his hand slid under her white coat and onto the curve of her waist.

Their mouths continued to suckle and nibble on each other's lips, the tongues stroking wide, exploring their depths. Tony's hands playfully dove under her shirt, leaving a hot trail behind them as they made their way up her slim waist and caressed her smooth skin over and over.

Down his finger went, tasting the velvety touch of her skin, reaching for her sinfully curving ass. He loved the way she'd grind on his eager bulge, helping her along with gentle pushes of his fingers.

He let her lithe form grind and bump against him while they kissed, bringing out more and more of his craving like beckoning waves. He closed his eyes, letting the kiss linger, feeling her weight pressing down on his body greedily.

"Ugh, getting in the way," Helen groaned suddenly and broke the kiss to sit back. Her hands worked hastily to remove her white coat, and then swiftly lifted her shirt and threw it away.

Just in her simple black bra and pants, she once again leaned down and kissed Tony with reinforced hunger. This wasn't new to her or Tony. Both of them being severely busy with their work with barely any time to date, they understood how important it was to let go of their sexual needs once in a while.

But Tony couldn't wait to see her hot unrestrained look. That shimmering black bra, her fair glassy skin, and those pants that barely clung to her hips; practically reminded him of his youthful days. He wanted to feel her more and savor her supple mounds with more than just his hands. So, his arms reached around her back and easily unhooked her black bra, leaving it to dangle and slide down her arms.

Helen could already see the thirst in his eyes. Without wasting a beat, she removed her bra completely and threw it away without a care. Her beautifully formed, naked, creamy breasts dangled in front of Tony, teasing him even more. Her hardening pink tips called out to him, causing his straining cock to twitch in excitement.

Tony's one hand caressed her smooth back, pulling her down a bit closer to him, and the other gently kneaded and stroked her sweetly curved mound. The marshmallowy sensation felt wonderful under his rough palm, almost heavenly. He reshaped the underside of her breast in gentle squeezes, kissing the spilling flesh between his fingers with a long salivating lick.

Sensing his unrestrained lust, Helen shifted up on her own, eager for his full attention on her sensitive swells. She gave him her breasts to lick and bite, letting him smother his face between her aroused peaks.

He loved her tantalizing offer, nibbling and licking, his slithering tongue covering her fair skin with gleaming spit. He squeezed them, massaged them, feasting on them like a hungry wolf. In a part of his mind, he wanted to vent out his fatigue and frustration through this bodily exchange of pleasure.

Helen felt the shivers in her belly, building up into a scorching craving. Her sensitive nipples were played with thoroughly while the heat in her loins was already salivating for something more. She couldn't wait anymore, wanting that sizable cock to quench her thirst.

She sat back once again, looking down at his face with a shy smile. "Let's check if you're wounded anywhere else, shall we?"

"Beauty with brains, as great as I remember," Tony complimented.

Helen giggled and shifted back from her position, getting off his legs. She then spread his legs, letting one of Tony's legs fall from the couch. She settled between his knees and unbuckled his belt, all the while locking gazes with Tony's playful look.

Tony could feel the excitement course through his body, the lower she pulled his pants down, the more his cock twitched, ready to go. He knew she pulled his pants and underwear off intentionally slow, teasing him with that playful look in her eyes.

Before he knew it, Helen started gently circling her slender fingers around his full erection, sliding her hands up and down in loving strokes. She then crawled back to his chest, kissing and licking his stomach, slowly trailing her tongue down his muscles while her hands kept massaging his cock. Her butterfly kisses sent shivers up his spine.

However, once she reached his pelvis, she didn't take him in as he desperately wanted her to. She tilted his cock upwards and licked the base of his shaft, slathering her tongue over his family jewels. Her tongue expertly danced around his balls, licking her way up his length inch by inch. She covered his entire cock with her spit, up to the tip, and from there she parted her lips a bit wider.

"Ummm…" She welcomed his swollen head into her mouth, sucking in and pulling back as her head went lower and lower, tasting his precum. His cock went deeper and deeper with every nod of her head, sucking and releasing, gulping him down to her throat bit by agonizing bit.

Tony felt the muscles of his belly knot up every time she went in deeper, feeling as though his cock was plunging into a hot, squelching vacuum. He could feel her tongue massaging his cockhead inside, squeezing him against the ceiling of her mouth. Her throat felt warm and slippery, embracing him tightly with each shove.

Helen continued to suck him down near his base, her tongue circling the rim of his crown every time she pulled up. Her spit-covered hands massaged his balls, her head nodding up and down in slow motions. Every time she tried to take him in deep, feeling like her throat couldn't fully take his length, she would move to suckle his balls, licking and gently nibbling on his wrinkled skin.

She shifted her position after gulping breaths, lowering her torso, then began bobbing her head back and forth once more, literally fucking her own face with his iron-hard erection. She gagged and gasped between squelching slides masking it with wide licks on his cock head, but still, she kept going.

"Alright, I think the bath's ready." Tony suddenly shifted and shamelessly sat up, his glistening cock with her spit still erect. "Care to join?"

"Bath? When—Ahh!"

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