Marvel: President Stark

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Tony returned to his office and sat down, resuming his work.

He saw his first hundred days as the most important part of his administration. All the things he wanted to do needed to be planned out and put into action.

It required a lot of planning, Congress approval, and budget allocation. Things were hard, but he didn't feel too tired as he had plenty of help around to relax him. Now was one of those moments as he sat behind his table, legs spread wide, his pants piled around his ankles.

"When's Rhodes coming?"

"Ummh… In an hour, Boss." Darcy answered, her whispering voice coming from under the table. Her breath was already restless, yet her tone was excited. "Then Charles will… hand a report on the EU."

Darcy had her lips wrapped around Tony's twitching cock under the table. She muttered every word as she pulled back, and sucked him deep once again, after a breath, of course. She was certainly one damn fine secretary. She could multitask and still kept serious things professional, and of course he loved her other abilities. Keeping him stress-free with that amazing mouth of hers.

Hard and deep, Darcy fucked her own throat on her boss's swollen flesh, pleasuring him with her flexible tongue in unbelievable ways. She loved it and enjoyed feeling his invasions, his hot cock pulsating on her tongue. It all felt like fantasy to her as her most desired man, THE Iron Man, was so easily accessible to her, and of course his iron-hard cock.

Tony relaxed in a chair and savored the moment, his fingers interlocked behind his head. He could feel all his fatigue being sucked out of his cock, slowly and sensually milked out of the rigid part of him. He spread his legs a little wider, letting Darcy move even closer and plow her throat on her own.

He loved the way she was eager to do so, covering every bit of his extended flesh with her spit. Her minty fresh, hot breath tickled his wet skin before her plump puckered lips slid over his shaft. He could feel her tongue caressing his cockhead, sliding down his girthy shaft with twists and turns, sending waves of bliss up his spine.

He bent down just a little, and caressed her dark hair, admiring her jiggling breasts out of her unbuttoned blouse. So full and lush he couldn't take his eyes off them. They perfectly jutted out as she had pulled her bra down, cradling them to perk up even more.

She didn't even look up at him, focused on her task. Her head bobbed up and down along his length, sucking him from base to tip, and even swirling her pink tongue around his crown.

He breathed roughly and chuckled, "Wait, does this count as workplace intimidation? Is it a power play?"

Darcy giggled, mouth filled with sticky spit and mess. "Hehe, not when I love this thick cock of yours, boss… god, what I'd do to get to sleep holding it every night."

Tony's brows shot up, intrigued by how that'd play out. "We can try that tonight."

Darcy looked up at his face with her excited eyes and spluttered while trying to speak with her mouth full. "Lesss fukin-ggh gooo!"

She gulped down her spit and went in with even more gusto. Her face went down between his legs and up quickly. Her splutters choked a little, but she kept on going without a care. She wildly gobbled up every inch of him, forming a seal with her stretched lips. Her sleek wet tongue pressed his cock against the ceiling of her mouth, massaging his length entirely.

Tony throbbed without pause, his balls twitching as he felt the expected end coming. His hands sank into her dark wavy hair, pulling her face down and plunging his masculine pole deep into the back of her throat. It spasmed inside, and he finally poured himself into her scorching hot throat.

Darcy swallowed it all down, guzzling it all to her belly, coating her throat in slimy cream. She moaned through her nose as if his nectar was the best juice she ever had.

"Ghk…" Tony grimaced and his knees buckled a bit, feeling the vibrations in her throat, and the blissful suckling her gulps made unintentionally. It felt as if every last bit stuck in his shaft was pulled out through his tiny hole like an empty Capri-Sun sucked to infinity and beyond. Finally, after coming down from such a high, he let her head go and pulled out of her sticky, hot mouth.

Darcy licked him clean, every nook and cranny thoroughly scooped. She wanted a perfect ending for her hard-working boss, especially since he was the man of her dreams. Well, unless some historical geniuses suddenly came back to life.

She rose from her knees slowly, intentionally letting her hefty set of twins smush and drag along his thighs, crotch, and abs. She let him grope her breasts while doing so, using her own hands to hold his palms and guide them to be a little more rough, gripping, and squeezing.

She moaned as he did that, aroused by how greedy he was for them. "Umh… I-uh… should go and prepare for the next meeting, boss."

"You should." Tony stopped the little exchange of bodily pleasure and stood up to pull up his pants. "Send in Rhodes and Charles together. I gotta get back to Stark Tower after this."

Quickly, Darcy fixed her clothes up too, and then combed her hair with her fingers before straightening her tight, long skirt. "I'll send them in."

Alone in the office, Tony grabbed a room freshener spray from his desk drawer and profusely sprayed it all around. Although he understood that most people close to him knew that the room was likely used for his other hobbies, he still didn't want them to smell his jizz the first thing after entering.

Smells better.

Clack!

He took back his seat and waited for the two to enter. His Secretary of Defense and the Secretary of State, Rodney and Charles Xavier.

"I'll start with the good news," Tony blurted, arms folded on the desk.

Rhodes moved a visitor's chair aside so Charles could roll in his wheelchair closer to the table. The bald man then placed a file on the table and pushed it forward.

"What's this?" Tony took the files and shuffled through them. "MoUs? For what?"

"I didn't seek this, Mr. President. I visited ten of the twenty-eight EU nations, and each seemed eager to align with America in your plans. Given these MoUs are non-binding, they see them as symbols of unity and support. Frankly, I believe their interest lies more in you than in the United States—they want to be part of the technological revolution you're leading," Charles bluntly answered.

Tony rubbed his chin and closed the file. The MoUs were legally worthless, but he could use them for media clout and pressurize the nations in the future if they chose to not walk the talk. "I'm headed to the Kennedy Space Center later this evening. I'll be announcing changes to NASA. Darcy's got the files for you, Charles. Take a look, then shoot the proposal over to our friendly neighbors for the space defense initiative. Oh, and there's another file for the non-allies."

"Russia and China as well?"

"Why not? Unless they've got a spare secret planet stashed away, they're stuck in this mess with us. When the space pew-pews show up, they won't exactly stop to check our skin tone or eye size."

Charles awkwardly nodded and took back the file he had brought. "Did you receive the briefing on North Korea?"

"I did, and I tossed it in the trash. No one's undercover in that mess? No one? Just rumors and wild guesses? And now some overweight toad is supposed to take the reins after Kim Jong-il?" Tony quipped, his frustration evident but not fully directed at them. "South Korea's got to have eyes up there, right? What's their play? Watching reruns?"

"The South Koreans want… to not escalate the situation. Since the Northern regime has only shown their nukes, there isn't much left to do."

Tony sighed and rubbed his face tiredly. "That's precisely why I'm stepping in. North Korea's pulling the ultimate 'hold my beer' move: 'Do what I want, put up with my nonsense, or I'll blow up myself, my neighbors, and maybe the moon for good measure.' Look, I'm not here to throw shade at dictators or communism—whatever floats their boat—but nukes? Yeah, those I care about—especially after being targeted by one."

"Then what do you wanna do, Tony?" Rhodes asked, being the Secretary of Defense now.

"Nothing. I'll deal with them myself. How did your Afghanistan trip go? What's the verdict?" Tony asked, changing the topic. He had plans for North Korea, but he wasn't ready to implement them yet.

Rhodes sighed and leaned forward on the chair. "Long version or the short version?"

"Short kings are the best."

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