An Iron Resolve (Marvel)(Time Travel)

A/N: Some of you thought this chapter would continue the fight scene, but in reality it was an Instant Loss 2koma all along!

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To be clear, Tony had decided to interfere in Thor’s first visit to Earth in order to not just protect his investment in Dr. Foster’s team, but also ingratiate himself with the God of Thunder to make sure Thor had a favorable impression of him nice and early this time. He had NOT done so with any intention of winding up balls deep inside of an incredibly tight Asgardian pussy.

And yet here he was, raw-dogging Lady Sif from behind as her muffled grunts, groans, and moans reach his ears. His hands on her body, roaming up and down her sides but always returning to grip her hips as he drives into her again and again. Meanwhile, Sif’s face is buried between a pair of familiar legs as his lovely wife, Pepper Stark, forces the Asgardian Warrior to eat her out.

Not that Sif is complaining. In fact, from the red on Pepper’s face and the lidded eyes, she’s very much enjoying Sif’s technique as the alien woman’s tongue works away at Pepper’s cunt with reckless abandon. Of course, she’s probably also enjoying the way Tony’s rapid thrusting pushes Sif further into her sex, driving Sif’s nose forward into Pepper’s clit time and time again.

If nothing else, Sif wasn’t a sore loser at least. As well, the first test drive of the Vibranium-Nanotech Iron Man Armor had been a great success. With just Extremis and the Super Soldier Serum, Tony had discovered the hard way that he wasn’t unbeatable or invincible, especially when it came to threats from beyond the planet. First there’d been Loki’s daggers preventing his regeneration somehow, and then there’d been Sif proving to him once and for all that she was still stronger and faster than him.

But once he put on the suit, Tony had put the female Asgardian in the ground. Not literally of course, he hadn’t wanted to hurt her too much… but in the end, for all her combat prowess, for all her hundreds of years of experience, and for all her martial skill, Tony and the armor had come out on top. Sif had lost and that had led them to here and now, with her… submitting to the Starks as a consequence of her defeat.

Again, Tony definitely hadn’t intended to bed Sif at any point, but he wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially one this beautiful. And fuck, she was so damn tight. As he thrusts into her from behind, Sif continues to groan and moan into Pepper’s pussy, her own inner walls clenching down around Tony’s throbbing member harder and faster by the moment. For all that she’d talked about not submitting to men who weren’t stronger than her, she’s definitely enjoying herself now that he’d proved he could overcome her in a fight.

Of course, Tony was well aware of just how this had come about. While he fucks Sif, he makes eye contact with his beautiful, lovely wife… and sees from the smile on her face as she looks at him with lidded eyes that this was all her doing.

Not that he hadn’t already known that Pepper had been making in roads with Sif. And thank fuck she had. Truthfully, Tony had almost dropped the ball here without even realizing it. If Pepper hadn’t made a concerted effort to reach out to the Asgardian Woman and befriend her, would Sif have maintained her honor?

Sure, Tony had had JARVIS watching the Asgardian Warrior to make sure Sif didn’t actually accept any of the numerous deals people tried to make with her. He’d been fully ready to step in if she actually offered to share information on him or Pepper with the numerous snakes skulking in the shadows. Or even if she’d accepted one of the dozen or so offers she’d received to ‘stay somewhere else’ while she waited to go home.

He wasn’t sure exactly what stepping in would have had to look like. Killing Sif would have been a bit of a step up from killing men like Stane, Killian, and Vanko. In fact, from what Tony knew, that wouldn’t have been on the table. Thor might not be able to come back to Midgard to take Sif home, but that didn’t mean that Heimdall fellow wasn’t still watching everything going on down here.

Tony might have wound up cornering himself and winding up between a rock and a hard place all of his own making. Fortunately for him, his better half had stepped in before things could get out of hand. Pepper had provided the ‘human element’ that Tony had ignored, ultimately allowing for exactly this scenario to play out instead of any number of far worse options.

He was certainly happier to be palming Sif’s toned buttocks, squeezing her incredibly taut ass with both hands, over imprisoning her or something like that. Tony was definitely going to have to make sure to get Pepper something nice for her hard work here. Hm… oh, he already had an idea, actually. There was a certain Political Sciences Intern who had expressed interest in being a fixture in his and Pep’s Sex Dungeon, after all.

For now though, he focuses on the women in front of him, putting the cute, innocent face of Darcy Lewis out of his mind’s eye as he instead enjoys watching Pepper’s face contort in pleasure in real time as he fucks Sif from behind. Both women experience multiple orgasms before Tony finally lets loose, letting out a grunt as he thrusts forward into Sif once more before finally filling her up.

Pulling out of her, Tony lets out a shuddering breath and then checks the time, whistling quietly under his breath. They’d been going at it for hours at this point, no wonder he was actually ever so slightly winded for once. Of course, even as he notes that, he can feel the Extremis already going to work, causing his slightly heightened heartrate to calm down almost immediately.

Meanwhile, Sif’s tongue has left Pepper’s sex, but not Pepper’s body. The Asgardian Warrior slowly slides her tongue up from his wife’s pussy mound, across her abdomen, past her belly button, and all the way to her breasts. Pepper moans as Sif suckles on one teat and then the other, before yelping and giving the Asgardian a look when Sif seemingly bites down for a moment.

But Sif just chuckles throatily as she raises her head from Pepper’s chest to her face, one hand winding around to grab a fistful of the red head’s hair. In the process, she’s now straddling Pepper’s body with her own, her free hand coming up to grope and squeeze at one of his wife’s tits while Tony watches. He has to admit, seeing the two gorgeous women go at it like that is… definitely doing something for him. Not that he’d ever truly gone soft in the first place.

As she all but pins Pepper down, showing where she thinks her place in the bedroom totem pole resides (specifically below Tony but still above Pepper) Sif looks back over her shoulder at him and raises a single brow.

“Well? Your lady wife is waiting for you, Lord Stark. I’ve prepared her quite adequately, I assure you.”

Tony grunts and moves forward, grabbing Pepper’s legs. Though not before sharing a glance with his wife, making sure she’s okay with Sif’s domineering attitude towards her. He’s not going to let anyone bully Pepper, not even alien warriors from Norse Mythology. But Pepper just grins and nods, signaling that she’s perfectly content with the way the situation is playing out.

With her happiness confirmed, Tony wastes no time in burying himself in Pepper’s slit now. She moans as he fills her up, while Sif leans over her, panting heavily.

“Yes. Take him, Pepper. Let him fill you. He is of a good size, isn’t he? A perfect size for women such as us.”

Tony isn’t quite sure what Sif means by ‘women such as them’, but if nothing else it seems to be a positive thing. Sif wouldn’t be caught dead talking shit about herself after all, while she also seemed to have a good opinion of his wife at this point, especially to be lumping them into the same category like she was.

And hey, he was getting complimented to. Admittedly though, there’s one thing on Tony’s mind as he fucks Pepper while Sif straddles her. Leaning forward, he wraps his hands around Sif’s body, groping her tits from behind as she gasps. His lips go to her neck, where he has her moaning in no time from his suckling.

Eventually though, he pulls his mouth off of her neck and instead speaks to her, fondling Sif while he continues to fuck his wife.

“Apologies for potentially ruining the mood, but it does need to be asked… what are your plans for the next couple years, Sif? Or however long it takes them to repair the Bifrost and bring you home.”

Sif tenses up at that for a moment before letting out a huff and relaxing back into Tony’s chest.

“I see no reason to fret. Perhaps before I was beginning to grow concerned about what to do with myself… but now I have found my footing. I shall remain with you and your lady wife and continue training. You are clearly in dire need of a proper sparring partner, and your wife, for all her power, could use the extra protection, no?”

Tony tilts his head to the side at that, considering the merits of Sif’s idea. She’s right, he definitely is in need of someone who can actually push him to his limits in a fight. Technically he has Pepper, Maya, and Helen, but all three women are lovers more than fighters. Maya and Helen are pretty much married to their science and their work, while Pepper’s battlefield is in the boardroom.

To be fair, Tony himself would be happy if he never had to get into a life or death fight ever again. Lots of his plans for the future actually involved staying out of such situations where in the previous timeline he’d flown headfirst into them. This world didn’t have an Iron Man, as far as it was aware. It had a Tony Stark and all of his genius inventions and that was it.

However, he wasn’t a fool. He hadn’t made the Vibranium-Nanotech Suit just to piss off the Wakandans nor had he done it just to prove he could. He’d done it because he needed to be ready. By that logic…

“Yeah, you’re right. We’ll set up weekly sparring sessions down in the basement then, if that’s alright with you. And in the meantime… setting you up as Pepper’s bodyguard seems like a good stopgap measure as well. It’ll certainly get some of the more financially minded poachers to back off once they realize I’m not just housing you but also giving you a paycheck beyond anything any of them could ever afford.”

That actually causes Sif to look back at him, her brow furrowing.

“… I do not need to be paid to protect Lady Pepper. I would do so for free.”

Tony just scoffs.

“Sounds to me like you’re too used to living off of the Prince’s good will, Lady Sif. Here on Midgard, currency makes the world go round. You’ve already spent some of my money with Pepper’s help. This way, you’ll actually be earning that money before you spend it going forward.”

Sif flushes a bit in realization, before finally bowing her head.

“Very well. I accept, Lord Stark.”

Kicking her ass in his Vibranium Armor had definitely made the female warrior a lot more deferential to him, Tony noted. If only it were that easy with everyone in his life. Have them step into the ring and go a few rounds with him to show them who was really boss. Alas, that wasn’t the way the world worked ninety-nine percent of the time, unfortunately.

Which was why Tony was going to appreciate this moment for what it was as long as he could. Wrapping a hand through Sif’s hair, he pulls her head back and drags her into a kiss, tasting Pepper on her lips even now. All the while, he continues to thrust into his wife down below, filling the moaning red head with his cock time and time again.

Moments like these made the rest of it worth it, Tony decided. Knowing that his loved ones were safe, knowing that he was loved in turn.

Next week he would be meeting with Alexander Pierce so that they could unveil the Iron Legion to SHIELD’s Strike Team. Pierce still thought that was his idea, as if Tony hadn’t used Zola to plant the concept of the Legion being turned into piloted suits instead of remote drones in the first place. As if getting the STRIKE Team into the suits wasn’t Tony’s plan all along.

Likewise, Tony had JARVIS as Zola tell Pierce to keep Tony in the dark about Phase 2 and the Tesseract Research, knowing full well how much that would all blow up in Fury’s face in less than two years.

Could Tony have taken command of the Tesseract and made sure that Loki and Thanos could never use it to summon themselves to Earth? Maybe, but that was a big maybe. There was every chance that even with his foreknowledge, Tony might have failed and they still would have come. The only problem would be that they’d come in a different way, a way that Tony wouldn’t be able to anticipate.

No, the Invasion of New York was still going to happen. Tony had already decided as much. But HOW it would happen would go a little differently this time around. SHIELD would look incompetent, Tony would look amazing in comparison, and most importantly of all, the damage to New York would be minimal this time around. A clean and almost sanitized invasion, rather than the utter mess that had resulted in the WSC almost nuking New York City.

There were so many more things Tony had to get done before then though. Things like finishing Stark Tower for a second time and getting it built in time for Loki’s invasion. First things first though, this meeting with Pierce where Tony would leverage SHIELD’s coopting of the Iron Legion, as well as something else he had hidden up his sleeve, to finally get his friend into a suit of his own.

It was well past time that War Machine flew again.

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A/N: Sif gets bent over and fucked while eating out Pepper, as GOD INTENDED.

We'll get back to the actual plot next chapter, lol.