Tony's gauntlet-clad hands slid down from Rogue's waist, gripping onto the plush swell of her ass. His fingers flexed, squeezing the supple, round fluff, testing its softness beneath the thin fabric of her bodysuit.
She tensed for a moment, then, as if catching his silent message, rolled her hips ever so slightly, pressing herself against his metal-clad lap. The heat of her body almost radiated through his armor, teasing him with what lay beneath.
"A bit of both, I'd guess," Tony murmured, his smirk lazy but eyes sharp, taking in the way Rogue licked her bottom lip, the hunger creeping into her gaze.
"Mmm… now hush, sugar…Let me take ya for a lil' test drive," she purred, her fingers threading through his dark hair before gliding down to cup his face.
Then, without hesitation, she leaned in, pressing herself fully against him. Her body molded against the cool, unyielding surface of his chest plate as her lips met his in a soft, unhurried kiss. A sigh escaped her, warm and sweet against his mouth.
At first, it was gentle, tentative even. As if savoring the moment, relishing in the fact that, for once, she didn't have to hold back. No barriers. No fear.
Tony let her lead, let her take her time. The softness of her lips teased him, drawing him deeper, and then, there it was: A shift.
Rogue grew bolder, tilting her head and slipping her tongue past his lips. The taste of alcohol and something uniquely her flooded his senses. She was hungry, needy, taking control with slow, rolling movements of her tongue that ignited something in him.
Tony exhaled sharply through his nose, his hands tightening on her ass, pressing her down harder against him. That was when she moved; grinding against his solid armor.
A shudder passed through him as she rocked her hips against his lower body in greed. The thick layers of his armor did nothing to help him, but just her movements alone were too hot to ignore. A groan rumbled deep in his chest.
"Hold that thought," he muttered against her lips.
Without warning, he disengaged his chest plate, then his shoulder guards, then his waist and thighs, each piece receding back into his nano watch. Rogue pulled back, blinking in surprise as she took in the sight of his bare, sculpted chest. The Arc Reactor glowed faintly between them, casting an eerie blue light over her fascinated expression.
But that wasn't the real shocker.
Her eyes drifted lower, only to widen when she realized Tony was wearing nothing but his underwear beneath the armor.
Rogue let out a low whistle, her lips curling in delight. "Well now… Ain't that just perfect."
She sat back, running her fingers across his chest, tracing the faint scars and firm ridges of muscle. Her other hand ventured up, idly toying with his messy hair, twirling a dark strand between her fingertips.
For a moment, she just absorbed it, drank in the sight of him like he was something rare, something exhilarating. But the hunger returned fast.
Her hands moved lower, skimming over his stomach, grazing the waistband of his underwear before sliding back up to his shoulders. Her thighs squeezed around his waist, and she gave an impatient little roll of her hips, pressing her soaked core harder against his evident erection.
Tony growled low in his throat, his still equipped gauntlets flexing before trailing up her sides. His touch was firm and possessive as he cupped the fullness of her breasts through the bodysuit, the cool metal sending a delicious contrast against her heated skin. He kneaded, teasing his thumbs over her already stiffened peaks through the fabric of her suit.
"Ummm…" Rogue let out a breathy moan, her head tilting back slightly.
"Rip 'em," she suddenly drawled, dripping with impatience.
Tony blinked, his hands momentarily pausing. "What?"
She smirked, rolling her hips once more, making sure he felt every inch of her grinding down on him.
"Rip. 'Em," she repeated, a sultry challenge in her tone. "It's too much hassle an' Ah don't wanna get up from this fine seat."
Tony's lips quirked, his gauntlets tightening their grip. "Well… Since you asked so nicely…"
Tony's smirk didn't waver as his gauntlet-clad fingers pinched the slick, skin-tight fabric of her suit right at the center of her abdomen. The material stretched taut under the firm grip of his metal fingers, and then…
Riiip.
The sound was sharp, almost obscene.
Rogue gasped, her body jerking as the reinforced fabric split with effortless ease under his metallic pull.
But Tony wasn't done. His metal-clad fingers tore a jagged path straight down her front, peeling her suit away like it was nothing. In seconds, the once-intact uniform hung in useless shreds from her arms and torso, and her breasts to thighs and loins were now completely exposed, her panties torn away in the controlled destruction.
What he saw made his eyes widen. A smooth, hairless entrance of her femininity glistening in the dim light, completely bare, completely untouched.
Tony exhaled, his hands tightening instinctively on her hips. "Well, well… came prepared, huh?"
Rogue smirked, but a blush of pink warmed her cheeks. "Ain't nothin' wrong with wantin' to look nice for mah first time."
Her words hit him like a truck.
Tony's gaze snapped to her face, studying her expression. He already knew she hadn't been with anyone before. How could she? Her mutation had made even a brush of skin-to-skin contact dangerous. Lethal. But now… now, thanks to his tech, the nanites keeping her powers in check, she was free.
She could touch. She could feel it. And she had chosen him for this moment.
Something dark and possessive curled in his loins at the realization. But before he could say anything, Rogue leaned in, pressing the warm swell of her breasts against his face.
"Mmm… Taste 'em now," she purred, her voice thick with anticipation.
Tony hummed as her softness enveloped him, his lips latching onto the warm curve of her breast. He didn't hesitate, dragging his tongue over the sensitive peak, feeling the way she gasped, the way her fingers threaded into his hair, desperate for more.
"Ohhh…" Rogue gasped, shuddering at the new sensation.
Her body felt electric. For the first time in her life, she could feel another person's touch; the heat, the texture, the firm wet pull of lips around her nipple. Every second sent a new shockwave of pleasure through her, her body reacting instinctively, hungrily.
"Yess…" She moaned, trembling, as she slid a hand between her legs, her fingers spreading her slick folds. Just the act of touching herself; of feeling this while another person touched her too, had her thighs quivering. Just how she had imagined it in her restless nights, over and over again.
Tony relished the sight, his tongue flicking over her nipple before sucking harder. "Jesus, Rogue…"
But soon, just playing with herself wasn't enough. With a breathless moan, she reached down, pushing at the waistband of his underwear.
Tony chuckled, amused by her eagerness, but helped her along, lifting his hips so she could tug the last piece of clothing down. His cock sprang free; his girthy shaft twitching heavily, flushed at the tip.
Rogue let out a shuddering breath as she wrapped her fingers around it, feeling the hot, smooth skin of his large rod. She gave him a slow, uncertain stroke, marveling at how hard he was, how the veins pulsed beneath her fingertips. She had seen a man's cock before, certainly by accident, but she didn't think one could be this big. The sight of it moistened her hunger even more.
Tony's cock flexed at her touch, his fingers flexing on her waist. "You sure about this, Southern Belle?"
She met his gaze, eyes dark with something deeper than lust. "Tony… Ah've never been more sure of anything."
And with that, she shifted, positioning him at her entrance, raw. A beat of hesitation. A flicker of nerves. Then…
She sank down, inch by inch. Her nails dug into his shoulders as her walls stretched around him, the slow, tight slide unlike anything she'd ever felt. A real, breathing cock entering her for the first time.
Tony groaned, his hands gripping her soft hips, fighting the urge to slam her down onto him. He could feel it, that tight, wet cockvirgin hole struggling to stretch as his large spear made way, shoved in with no mercy.
"Fuuuck, Rogue…" His voice was strained, raw with restraint.
Rogue gasped, her back arching as he stretched her open for the first time. A sharp sting shot through her, making her body tense briefly. There was a faint ache, a tiny, fleeting burn of something breaking. And then, just as quickly, warmth flooded in, pleasure eclipsing pain. This was her first taste of it, pain and pleasure mixing into one, finally blooming into a tinge of red that trickled down.
He didn't know she was a virgin. He'd thought she'd fucked herself before on something, some tool. There were plenty in the market. This was… far too impulsive for her but also… utterly stimulating.
"Ohhh… ohhh, sweet… baby… Jesus," she whimpered, clinging to him. Her thighs trembled as she bottomed out, completely impaled on his cock.
Tony gritted his teeth. "You're so ti—"
"Ooooh…" Rogue cut him off, her voice trembling with pleasure. "It's—it's throbbin' inside me!"
The words sent a bolt of heat straight to his cock. Her soaked walls pulsed around him, still tight, still adjusting, her body gripping him like a vice. He reached up, sliding his hands along her waist, then higher, cupping her nude, cloud-like breasts with his gauntlets, rolling her nipples between his cold fingers.
Rogue moaned, her body reacting before she could think, her hips rolling experimentally. Fuck… It felt so good. Better than she'd ever imagined, better than her own hands or slick little toys. A deep, molten pleasure coiled in her belly, every slow movement felt heavenly.
Tony groaned as she started to move, rising and falling in a slow, deliberate rhythm, her tight heat milking him. He wanted nothing more than to drill as fast as he could, but he knew this time it was for her. He wanted her to enjoy every moment of it, slow and steady. Taste every brush of his cock in her gripping pussy. His fingers dug into her waist, guiding her towards more and more pleasure.
"Atta girl…" he murmured, eyes locked on the sight of her puffy, rosy pussy swallowing him whole.
From gently rocking to her body jolting, she finally found a rhythm. Her hips slammed down harder, chasing something deeper, something more. That tortuous pleasure dangled in front of her as she kept fucking herself on his iron hard cock.
"Aaaah… Ooooh… that's it… baby-eh!" She cried relentlessly, her hair tossing like a mess.
Then, with a shuddering cry, she finally touched that blissful climax. Her body tensed, her walls clamping down around his cock as the orgasm tore through her, shaking her to her core. Her grip dug deeper into him, her mind struggling not to break.
Tony groaned, gripping her tight as she rode it out, her body trembling in his arms until finally he could feel her tight, kneading pussy relax around him. Her body was serene, almost slumping down onto him.
He chuckled a little, seeing how utterly satisfied she was, but he wasn't done yet. With a swift movement, he stood. He lifted her up effortlessly, keeping himself buried inside her as he carried her upstairs.
Rogue gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck, her legs locking around his waist. "T-Tony—"
He cut her off with a heated kiss, devouring her lips as he pressed her against the nearest wall. His cock flexed inside her spent cunt while standing there, licking and kissing her lips until they eventually had to part for breath.
"Let's do a stress test now," he said, his lips curving into a wicked smirk as he walked into an empty bedroom.
Rogue's eyes gleamed, her nails raking down his back as she rocked against him, desperate for more. "Yesss… that's what Ah've been waitin' for."
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