Chapter 79 - Terrorists, North Korea & Hero Business III

Rhodes held back a chuckle, "Run! Run out of Afghanistan as quickly as you can, Tony. It's an endless pit of military expenses. The Taliban is still alive and kicking, just waiting to outlast us, hoping we'd lose steam eventually. Osama isn't there, Tony."

"Agreed on everything but running. That's not my style," Tony replied, well aware of the situation in Afghanistan.

He built his first Iron Man suit there, after all. Furthermore, he didn't want to let things return to square one and let the country turn into a cesspit of extremists. "If we pull out now, it'll be like Iraq all over again."

"We've already spent almost a trillion on the war in Afghanistan, Tony. Whatever you do, I hope you remember it," Rhodes replied and relaxed back in the chair. "In any case, I know you're cooking something."

"I am, something hot and spicy, but satisfying in the end." Tony smiled proudly and abruptly stood up from his seat. He removed his tie and suit jacket and then stepped inside his opened-up Iron Man suit behind his chair. "By the way, Charles, what happened to that exoskeleton I lent you?"

"I prefer the chair, Mr. President. But I do use it at the school often to teach kids and take strolls. It… calms my mind," Charles gratefully replied.

"Good to hear. Alright, I'm out. Got some stuff to finish up at Stark Tower. Catch you guys tomorrow."

Waving at the two, Tony walked over to the massive window behind his table. At his voice command, the entire window frame slid sideways, making open space for him.

Shhhh~

His boosters blasted onto the floor and like a rocket, he jetted off into the sky straight from the White House. He needed no motorcade, no police escort to protect him. Flying was his primary mode of travel, and it saved a hell lot of time.

The sight of Iron Man leaving the White House had become common for the residents of the Washington, D.C. area. Often, school kids on tour, or even journalists, would camp outside the White House to catch a glimpse of the flying President.

Heck, sometimes Tony even descended to the ground to save people in traffic accidents as he'd be on his way, flying with eyes all over the ground beneath. He reckoned it'd keep his popularity high and his senses sharp.

Just because he had the Iron Guardians didn't mean he had to stop being a hero.

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Manhattan wasn't far away for Tony. In less than half an hour he arrived at the top floor mansion of his now fully finished Stark Tower. He initially thought of naming it Avengers Tower but then decided to keep it Stark since it helped him in the election. However, the building was still used to house the Avengers, giving them an apartment each.

He entered through the wide-open entrance he had designed and quickly grabbed a whiskey bottle to make himself a glass. His suit helmet was already retracted, so he noticed a woman from the periphery of his vision.

"Maya Hansen." Tony blurted her name and turned around with a second glass in his hand. He walked closer to her, admiring her still-pretty looks. It wasn't easy finding good-looking scientists, he felt. "We attended the New Year's Eve conference in Bern."

Of course, he left the part where they spent a night together and then he left in the morning.

"Been trying to reach me for a week, huh? And you thought the best way to get my attention was by sending the President a threat?"

Maya Hansen took the glass from Tony and chuckled. "It worked, didn't it?"

Tony shrugged and sat down on the couch, still in his Iron Man suit. "How can I help you?"

"No, Mr. Stark, it's me who's here to help. I know who is causing the 'Mandarin' bombings. I… I need your help afterward." Maya looked down, confused about how to even talk to him now. Before he was just Tony Stark, but now he was the President. "Remember my research?"

"That human body upgrade and regrowth cells thing?" Tony vaguely muttered. Ever since he'd become the President, he'd learned to at least listen to the other party before ridiculing them. So, he listened to Maya first. "What of it?"

"I… I joined Aldrich Killian, and he helped me develop the Extremis with nanotechnology. It granted the human body the ability to heal and regenerate from physical damage, deformities, and even psychological damage. Regrowth of severed limbs, physical enhancements like exothermic abilities—but it's unstable in some cases and can cause… an explosion."

Tony stopped drinking and looked at the woman sternly. "Did you take it?"

"No! No, I didn't. I knew about the unstable nature, but Aldrich refused to stop. I don't know how he's related to the Mandarin, but I know that it's Extremis that's causing the explosions." Hansen explained anxiously, sitting with back straight, hands rubbing. "I regret giving him my research… I hope you can help me this time, Mr. Stark."

Her research is being used for terrorism and this is what she's worried about. Tony looked at the woman strangely. Scientists—At the end of the day, just a crazy bunch.

"Alright, here's the plan—let me handle Aldrich and the Mandarin first. Once they're dealt with, we'll reconvene and have a serious chat about your Extremis. If it's got healing properties, I'll bring in Banner." Tony offered her a genuine offer.

Maya jumped to her feet in excitement. "I'd love that! Thank you, Mr. Stark."

"I'll contact you later then."

Thanking too many times, Maya finally left his building.

After that, Tony walked to his main workshop to see his resident slave. The man he had kept locked up willingly, to help him work on nanotechnology.

"Reed, any updates?"

"One more week!" Reed blurted, not even looking at Tony. "I'm almost there."

He's more excited than me.

Firsthand, Tony saw why Sue left Reed. The man was overly enthusiastic about everything. It could be the most mundane thing, but Reed would give his complete attention to understanding it, often forgetting about everything else. His other research, his friends, his loved ones.

Feels depressing.

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Tony spent a few hours at Stark Tower and then landed at Kennedy Space Center for the press conference. He revealed the budget increase for NASA, and the target to return to the moon within one year. With a rocket big enough to transport 6-10 people alongside a massive payload. Of course, he was going to help from the sidelines.

Finally, as the night approached, he flew back to the White House and entered through his usual window in the office room. It was late, almost midnight, so he went to the Executive Residence between the East and West Wing.

"Someone seems excited." Tony entered his bedroom and found Darcy already under the sheets, most likely completely bare. She grinned from ear to ear, sitting up.

"I bet if you had a tail it'd be spinning like a helicopter."

"Can I hold it?!" Darcy blurted in question.

What's with her weird fetishes?

Tony stepped out of his suit and started undressing. "Haven't you held on to it enough?"

"It's different while sleeping!" She added in excitement.

"Different? How?"

"It's a girl thing, you won't understand." Darcy pouted exaggeratedly, but her gaze still carried a giggle.

"Sure, but that's the endgame. You gotta earn that privilege first."

"Hehe…" Darcy instantly threw the quilt away. Her completely bare, voluptuous figure came into view, so ripe, pale, and plump. Her soft thick thighs, her curving waist, a sight of craving. "How would you like to savor me, Mr. President?"

Tony exhaled deeply, his loins heating up. Darcy had spread her knees wide and massaged her breasts. Her pink, drooling, slit of wonders was all in his view, hairless and so beautifully tight.

"You dry?" Tony asked, wondering if there was a need for foreplay.

Darcy squeezed her thighs together and raised her legs higher until her knees pressed on her breasts. Then she reached down from the sides with both hands, palms spread. She stretched her asscheeks near her pussy, stretching herself apart to show her slimy rosy heat. "Do I look dry, boss?"

"As juicy as a rare steak… but I don't recommend biting into one without the proper... preparation. Though, I can always turn up the heat."

Tony crawled onto the bed, skillfully placing his legs to the left and right of her plump ass. He slid his arms right under her legs, nimbly raising them up until her knees rested right on his shoulders. Then, his hands slid down her back, preventing her from leaning back onto the bed.

He let her place her arms around his neck while his swollen member poked its head right at the entrance of her wide-open pussy. His hands went lower and lower, sliding down her back, and cupped each asscheek. He finally pulled her into himself, pushing his cock right in as she sat there between his open legs.

"Oohh…" Darcy mewled, feeling the purple mushroom-like cockhead parted her pussy lips. Her knees opened wide as Tony's shoulders held them up in place. Her whole being felt like floating, only her pale ass brushing against the expensive presidential sheets.

He raised her upper thighs with his hands, lifting up her whole body a little and cradling her as she held onto his neck. Back and forth like a sinful swing, his cock went deep every time he pulled her closer.

"Oohh… Mr. President. Yo–you're so … S-strong!" Darcy moaned, letting him use her body like a sex toy. She withered in torment every time he pulled her onto his cock, rocking her back and forth. Her pussy squelching in acceptance, clearly visible when she looked down.

It was a new position for her. Both her legs were stuck atop each side of his shoulders, his hands behind her ass, keeping her elevated onto his cock, while she held onto his neck to not fall back. It felt so sinfully new and exciting.

She could see her wet flushed petals stretching around his girth, sucking on his cock as they pouted around him. Her aiding lube glistened on his vulnerable skin, sploshing every time he stuck in deep. The nasty sight gave her a thrill, a hot, unholy sensation coursed through her mind.

"Eyes on me," Tony whispered, his face inches away from her sweaty, flushed erotic expression.

"Ahhhh… Ye–yes… Mr. President." Darcy cooed, her voice even more melodious.

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