Getting serious, Tony took out small identity cards from his pocket and slid them on the table to each of the four. "Alright, these are your access cards to the special training facility at Stark Tower. You four are staying there until you figure out how to control your powers and not accidentally blow something up—or someone. Perks? Free food and drinks, 24/7. Try not to bankrupt me."
"I'm in." Benjamin grabbed the card, or rather almost cracked it.
"Great. I'll see you four tomorrow then." Tony began to leave.
"Wait!" Reed sprang from his seat, chasing Tony into the hall. Lowering his voice, he asked, "Tony, have you uncovered anything about these powers? This… this feels connected to what we've been studying—human evolution. Could these abilities be evolutionary in nature?"
Seriously, Tony shook his head. "No idea. Not yet. It's not the X-Gene, that much I know. You four never had it. Think of it as Bruce's situation—his poison was Gamma radiation; yours is cosmic. My Iron Guardians are hauling your ship into Earth's orbit. Fingers crossed it still has traces of that cosmic... whatever it is. In the meantime, sit tight and, I don't know, get comfortable with being a rubber man."
Reed sighed and chuckled, patting Tony's shoulder. "I guess I'll do that."
"See you later then."
"Tony! … Thanks."
Tony waved back without looking. He had plans for Reed, to borrow his fine brain for some future research. But now wasn't the time to tell him that.
Instead, he jetted off into the sky thinking about Emma.
"What's she planning now?" He flew at speed toward the coordinates that Emma Frost had sent him. The destination wasn't that far away, somewhere in New York state itself, in the middle of a forest from the looks of it.
Sun had dipped below the horizon but he still flew in stealth mode and eventually hovered above a large log cabin in the middle of a forest. A fence encircling the cabin's grounds indicated that it was private property.
"She owns this place?" Curious and careful, he descended while scanning the entire property. The heat signatures revealed only one person inside the building, but he still kept himself ready to move. He had received a file on Emma before, and even if she was a better person now, her history remained a fact.
Shhh…!
He finally landed on the porch and faced the tall, wooden door. The building was a log cabin in name only. It was more like a mansion instead.
Still in his armor, he approached the door and pushed it. To his surprise, it opened wide just from a faint touch, revealing nothing but pitch-black darkness inside.
"Emma?" He called out and took a step inside.
Woosh!
♫Santa baby, just slip a Sable under the tree for me.
Been an awful good girl…♫
All of a sudden, loud jingle bells rang followed by the famous song that was spammed all across America during Christmas. There were also lights, colorful, all across the ceiling. The entire floor was covered in a warm rug and there were also balloons of Christmas colors.
Come over to the second living room, Tony.
Tony heard Emma's telepathic voice in his head. It was sultry and extremely suggestive, almost like a purr whispered into his ear.
What's she planning now? Curious, he walked through the balloons on the floor and crossed over a large door frame straight into the second living room, which was like a small hall. It was even more profusely decorated with hanging light strings from the ceiling. Moreover, there was a tall Christmas tree in the middle of the room, covered in lights and packed gifts sprinkled around.
However, one gift stood out the most, and it took Tony's breath away. He already believed Emma was among the finest, most gorgeous women he'd seen in his life but this… this made her reign at the peak.
"W…" He stuttered, having to gulp. The armor on his body slowly vanished, wanting to take in that view with his own two eyes.
"Heh…" Emma's feminine giggle resonated. "Merry Christmas, Tony Stark. How do you like your present?"
Tony silently gazed at her from head to toe. Her blonde hair untied and cascaded down like a waterfall while she lay sideways on the white, furry rug. Simple to say she was completely naked but at the same time not.
On her head was a cute Santa cap, and below…
"Love it."
A red, gift wrap ribbon circled her torso and her midriff, tying her delicate hands behind her back. Her white stockings with red bows reached her thighs, and on her feet were threateningly sharp, white high heels. There, her ankles were also tied with some red ribbon.
The way she lay on the rug sideways and knees folded forward, revealed the underside of her squeezable thighs and that sweet, sweet, rosy slit bare. Her entire body glistened under the Christmas lights, her face a gentle smirking smile, her lips pale blue similar to the mascara. She looked worthy of the title Ice Queen.
With the music still ringing in the background, Tony could only freeze in place like a kid looking at his favorite candy store.
"Care to unwrap?" Emma asked.
Tony exhaled deeply and stepped closer to her. He knelt down right under her hips. His armorless, rough, and cold hands softly landed on her supple, cushiony asscheeks, spreading them wider to get a better view of her honey-coated pussy, already drooling for his attention.
"What if I don't?" He teased back, staring at her alluring face.
"Mh…" Emma let out a stifled moan when she felt his finger gently rub across her sensitive slit. "In that case… bon appetit."
"You…" Tony was hard as iron at that point. "Why?"
"Just a little thank you gift for dealing with Hydra so quickly and efficiently. They—oh!" She felt his lone finger dip inside. She could see he was enjoying it. "They were after me and my students… that I sent to X-Mansion."
Tony scooted closer behind her ass and leaned forward over her curvy hips. His one hand continued to dip between her glistening thighs, adding another finger into her sweltering heat. His other hand reached for her brazenly exposed breasts, jutting out with the support of the sinful red ribbons.
Once his fingers reached her soft flesh, he was amazed at how truly perfect they were. Perfectly lush and creamy, with those cherry tips and medium-sized areolas. It was as if she was made in a lab to be this flawless, causing him to crave touching every inch of her, outside and inside.
"Should have told me earlier. I'd have dealt with them quicker." Tony chuckled and reprimanded, pinching her taut nipple.
"Aaaah!" Emma felt the heat rise. "What's this? The great Tony Stark cares about a poor woman like me?"
"Haha! Poor? You?"
"Oh, come–oooooh!"
Tony plunged in his finger, all the way until her petals suckled on the base of his digit. He lowered his face to leave a kiss on her cheek, slowly trailing worshiping pecks to her neck and shoulder. His kisses went lower and lower while his fingers dipped in and out of her juicy lily, right down to her smooth curving hips.
"Mmmhhh… Tony." Emma mewled as her body shivered.
Having had enough, Tony pulled out his soaked fingers and started unbuckling his pants, quickly pushing them off with eagerness and throwing them away. His manhood was already eager to open its Christmas gift, standing at attention with his straining shaft flexing in excitement.
Now with only his shirt on, he got back on his knees, resting them right under Emma's smooth thighs. He held his iron-hard erection and rubbed his cockhead on her salivating slit. Parting her warm petals with his swollen head, he teased her from side to side, sometimes even pressing her sensitive little nub with his mushroom head.
"Ugh…" Emma could feel the flame building up in her core. Her lubricating juices came out more and more, eager to welcome him entirely. Her legs wiggled nonstop, almost wanting to force her ass down to make him come in.
Normally she never felt this excited about lying with a man. They were all the same, she thought. But him being the President and the Tony Stark at the same time tickled something in her brain. Something naughty and very primal, feminine.
Tony was fascinated by her charming face, the way the blush of red crept up her pale skin, the way her eyebrows quirked and wiggled. Her breast undulated gently, swaying with every move she made. Her glistening lips parted with every soft moan, almost making him want to shove his heated member in that love hole too.
Emma closed her eyes, relishing the teasing graze on her pussy. "Umh…"
"Have you been a bad girl this year, Emma?" he asked, pushing in his cock by a fraction of an inch.
Then he pulled out entirely, waiting for her breath to calm down. Then the tip of his length kissed her pussy again, rubbing around her little bundle of nerves. "Is your name on the naughty list, Emma?"
"Mmhh… Just put it in!" Emma cried out, shaking her head in lustful annoyance, helplessly tied and laying there sideways.
Tony pushed his cockhead in and left it to rest that way. He massaged her clit with his digits, letting the little kernel slip and slide between his dancing fingers.
With her upper thigh above pressing down, his crown was smothered beyond belief. He could almost feel her shallow muscles clamping and contracting around his bulbous head, tight and constricting. It was struggling to stop himself from shoving in recklessly, as he really craved being buried deep inside her.
But teasing Emma was simply too much fun. Why? Because he knew she could listen to his thoughts.
Tony thought about fucking her in a thousand ways, and his thoughts were in such detail that even Emma felt overwhelmed.
The images flooded through her like a sinful wave of pleasure. Her belly knotted up in thirst, her pussy felt insanely hot, and her juices dripped between her legs. Her desire for his hot, distended flesh grew sharper, like a burning itch she couldn't ignore.
"Yesss~ I-uh-I'm a bad girl… Now pu-uh-nish meeeh!" She cried out.
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