Marvel: President Stark

Out of nowhere, ten Iron Guardians came flying out and hovered in a circle above the dangerous man. They gave no warning. As soon as they noticed the man had a heat signature comparable to the arc reactor, and the X-ray vision provided the details of what was hidden under his coat, they blasted the man right away.

Trrr!

However, the man reacted quickly and activated his weapon. His shirt burned away, and the Arc Reactor on his chest was revealed. The electrifying whips crackled in the air in response.

"Code Red!"

Woosh!

The ten Iron Guardians dived down, their arms stretched out. All ten of them shot a beam at the same time, all of them focused on the fleshy part of the man. It was impossible for the man to counter.

Boom!

The man got thrown away to the side of the road, his form bloodied already. But the Iron Guardians didn't stop. Two of them landed and grabbed the man by his arms, and flew up to clear the racetrack. Meanwhile, one Iron Guardian reached from behind and ripped apart the weapons, and another at the front took out the makeshift Arc Reactor.

Bam!

Finally, a somewhat gentle knock on the head neutralized the man.

Nothing happened—no explosions, no deaths, no bloodshed, nor any mass hysteria. The race cars zoomed by soon after, Tony making his way to the third spot quickly, unaware of what had happened.

As for the man who just got caught. He had no clue what to even think. This wasn't exactly how he had imagined things to go.

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"Where's the champagne bottle?" Tony loudly demanded, standing on the highest step of the podiums. "I just won first place!"

Somehow, Tony won the entire race. He simply accelerated like a madman with no care for his life and ended up winning. He did feel like the protagonist at that moment, grinning and soon spraying the bottle of champagne.

"Mr. Stark!"

"Mr. Stark!"

However, just as Tony got down and decided to return to Pepper and enjoy the party, he was surrounded by journalists.

"Mr. Stark! You said your technology is safe. How did it get leaked?"

"What do you have to say in the context of the Congressional hearing now, Mr. Stark?"

"Do you know that man?"

What are they yapping about? Tony had no damn clue what was going on.

"Make way! Move!"

Thankfully, Happy came spearing through the crowd and making his way over. He led Tony back into the party hall, but instead of stopping, Happy led him to a private conference room. While walking, Tony saw a glimpse of the news on the television.

When did that happen?

Bam!

Tony entered the conference room and saw Pepper slamming her palm on the table, screaming at someone on the phone. Natalie stood on the side stoically.

Finally, Tony sat down and looked at the television screen. However, he also received a reply from Jarvis at the same time. He saw footage of the incident from the cameras installed on the Iron Guardians.

"Looks similar, but it's not mine," Tony muttered.

"I know," Pepper barked, hanging up the phone. "But that doesn't matter. The world thinks your technology has been leaked. Do you have any idea who I was speaking to? The Defense Secretary."

She was shouting at him? Tony looked at the woman with more pride.

"They're being direct now? Wanna take my suit?" Tony asked nonchalantly.

"No, but he indirectly warned us. The Defense Department is going to make a big thing out of this." Pepper warned him. "The stock price has also fallen in reaction to this. Your electricity plan is in jeopardy now."

"No, it's not," Tony said and grabbed an apple from the table to eat. Driving an F1 car wasn't that easy on his body. "Jarvis informed me already. His name is Ivan Vanko. His father used to work for my father. He was deported for espionage. Now we have his son, convicted of selling old Soviet weapons-grade plutonium."

This is a mess. Tony showed a calm face, but his heart was in turmoil. He could see his chances of being the President dwindling already. I didn't want to do this but… I need a cure quickly.

"Get that Ivan guy to the States. We'll handle him there. I'm heading back," Tony said and walked to the exit. "Ms. Rushman, is the report I asked for ready?"

"Not yet, Mr. Stark."

"Tony, you have to help me clear this mess!" Pepper shouted from behind.

"That's what I'm doing." Tony didn't look back and headed out through the backdoor. Natalie followed him closely and drove him to the airport, then back into the private plane. The ten Iron Guardians were also taken back and loaded onto the plane.

But Tony felt utterly exhausted, and as soon as he relaxed in the comfortable recliner chair on the plane, he tried to get some sleep. "Ready the report before I wake up."

Rarely that serious, Tony didn't use his usual quips anymore and got straight to the point. Though, he was also quick to fall asleep, albeit with plenty of nightmares. Despite the cold air, his face was sweating profusely, and his brows creased in sleep.

Natalie noticed as she finished her report. The expressions of anguish were clear as day. Interested, she stood up, her dress from the party still on—a one-piece sleeveless dress that was too short and too revealing around her neck.

The poison's advanced to deadly levels. She noticed it from his complexion. But she still wanted to get a clearer view of the true extent. Fury won't like this.

She slowly approached him, her kitten heels stepping gently and cautiously. Her slim waist curving ever so gracefully while her bosom came down towards him as she leaned. If Tony was awake right now, his eyes would surely widen at the pale, soft, alluring valley coming his way. Her top, low enough to make any man giddy, and from that angle, he would surely find a way to 'accidentally' get a better view.

She breathed shallowly, trying not to wake him, and noticed the dark lines peeking from under his high collar. She got even more curious, stretching out her nimble fingers to his neck.

She opened the collar of Tony's racing suit as it was too tight around his neck. Pulling down very gently, opening it to his upper chest, revealing even more dark veins originating from the Arc reactor.

She decided to take a quick picture of it. But fate had something else planned as the plane suddenly experienced some heavy turbulence.

Natasha fell forward, almost smacking her face on his. Her agile body twisted, turning around and landing on her ass on Tony's lap, sitting sideways. Her one arm instinctively hooked around Tony's neck, trying not to fall back even further as her feet dangled in the aisle.

Tony woke up with a startle, surprised by the sudden tug, his one hand going straight to her back and the other under her thighs.

Well, this is a view to wake up to… He couldn't help but smile mischievously as his gaze traveled down her pale neck, stunning cloud-like assets, and slender waist.

Her short, one-piece dress around her legs was bunched up too much, completely exposing her creamy legs and lacy red panties. He couldn't help gazing down for a long moment, taking in all the lustful curves she had to offer.

Tony's male member instantly reacted, starting to poke under her full hips. They both noticed it, but no one said a word as they studied each other's micro reactions.

"Lawsuit?" He muttered.

Natasha, surprisingly, didn't stand up and remained on Tony's lap, letting his one arm support her back. She stared at his face with a seductive smirk, her red lips a succulent attraction on her face. "I'm sorry, Mr. Stark. I saw you were sweating, so I tried to loosen your collar for you—I fell due to turbulence."

"I got no complaints." Tony, relaxed now, quipped. "So angels do fall on your lap sometimes."

Ugh, that was very cringy. Tony cursed his game.

"I've finished the report, Mr. Stark," Natasha informed him, giving him the tablet screen she still held in her other hand.

Even with all the seriousness on her face, she didn't get up and instead 'unintentionally' wiggled her hips on his bulging, heated need as she sat up on his lap. The way she acted as if the sizable, pointy hill wasn't there, tickled his fancy even more. It felt like a subtle challenge from her.

Tony stared at her face for a moment, at her revealing cleavage, at her panties, and especially the hidden slit that was almost visible from the imprint on the tight, stretching red fabric over it. He almost couldn't believe she could keep such a straight face at such a moment, a very beautiful one at that.

His throat went dry, parched from his own sweltering imagination running wild.

Get it together, Tony. He reminded himself, swatting away the images from his head. But he still took the tablet and rested his arm above her exposed thighs as he read it.

"So, he failed to show any results?" Tony quipped, his eyes skimming over the report with a mix of amusement and disdain. "Poor guy, now wandering the market to find investment. Set up a meeting, immediately after we land."

Natalie nodded and took the tablet back. She glanced back at Tony's face, so close that she could feel his breath touching the side of her bare shoulder. "Anything else you need, Mr. Stark?"

Tony felt a sudden, hungry twitch in his loins when she said that. The way her words sounded, it felt so tempting that it took all his resolve not to fuck up quite literally. However, his hand, now free from the tablet, now resided on the far side of the hips, her pale, soft flesh under the direct touch of his palm.

Soft and warm, Tony breathed heavily, feeling the woman up. Her breath was a spring aroma in itself.

"What else… Ms. Rushman?"

Natalie maintained eye contact, once again wiggling her hips against his iron rod until he felt the grind of his pants ticking his shaft. "That is for you to decide, Mr. Stark… Anything means… anyth—"

Ping!

Abruptly, the flight announcement speakers rang. "Please fasten your seatbelts. We'll be landing in ten minutes."

"Ah… I'm so sorry, Mr. Stark." Natalie suddenly pulled herself up and got off of Tony's lap. She fixed her dress quickly, her face appearing flustered. "I fell by mistake."

Tony smirked. "I like mistakes."

Natalie blushed and took her seat quickly after, fastening her seatbelt and getting busy on the tablet screen.

Tony, sadly, felt an annoying erection that couldn't be taken care of.

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