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[Ironman] Ch: 143 [Sue: Submissive? or Masochist?]
🕑 Added 2025-08-05 20:02:59 +0000 UTCAN: Ok. I might have gone a bit too far with the sensual scene. 😬😬
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[Horizon Island] [Day: 4 since the massage] [Nighttime]
Tony leaned back in his chair and glanced at the clock. It was 2:37 a.m. He has finally synthesized a beta serum for Rogue, but he needs to test it further with Rogue's DNA. He needs her to touch someone without the suppressor to see the changes in her genes when she absorbs others' lifeforce and powers. He tried it with her DNA using his blood, but the results weren't that good.
'Haaa. Well, I'll talk to her tomorrow.'
He turned toward the adjacent workstation where Sue sat, focused as ever, tapping away at a holographic interface. Her jacket was draped over the back of the chair, and her hair was tied up in a messy bun. The glow from the screen lit her face, but her eyes were tired.
"You do realize normal people sleep, right?" Tony said as he stretched his arms.
Sue didn't even look at him. "You gave me your word, remember? Carry me to bed every night for the rest of my life. So technically, I'm just keeping you on your toes."
Tony smirked. "That's one hell of a commitment. You planning to push that line every night?"
She finally looked at him, a teasing smile curling at the edge of her lips. "Unless you're planning to break your promise?"
Tony stood up and walked over to her. "You just want the massage, don't you?"
Sue stretched her arms over her head with an exaggerated sigh. "I mean, a girl could get used to them. Not to mention being carried like royalty." She looked at him. "Has a nice ring to it."
He chuckled, leaning on the desk beside her. "You're trouble, you know that?"
Her expression softened. "Only for you."
Tony's eyes lingered on her a second longer than usual. He didn't say anything right away, but Sue noticed the shift. The playfulness in his posture eased. Something had been on his mind. He had noticed the changes in Sue's behavior over the past couple of days... Okay. Weeks.
Well, the way she flirted with him every chance she got, and not to mention the way she steals glances at him from time to time, then yesterday she asked her to massage her glutes... Tony knew that beating around the bush would be a waste of time. Sue knows that he's already with Natasha and Yelena, still she was making advances. So, better have a quick conversation.
After a long pause, he finally spoke. "Listen... I've been meaning to talk to you."
Sue blinked. "What's up?"
Tony rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly unsure how to phrase something he'd been rehearsing in his head for days. He wasn't nervous often, but this? This was different.
"I've noticed how things have been between us lately," he said. "And I've seen how much you care. You've always had my back, and I've always admired that about you. But lately, I've been thinking about you differently."
Sue sat still, her heart beating a little faster. 'Is he going to ask me out, or reject? Better prepare your heart, Susan.'
Tony continued. "I like you, Sue. I mean, like not just as a friend or teammate. I like you as someone I'd want to spend more time with... outside of labs and missions. Someone I'd like to take out, sit across from at a dinner table and share silly stories and secrets."
Sue's breath caught. She hadn't expected him to say it, not like this, not so directly. She stared at him for a beat, searching for anything in his face that hinted at a joke, but all she saw was sincerity.
"You want to take me out?" she asked quietly.
Tony nodded. "Yeah. On a real date. Just you and me."
For a moment, she said nothing. Then, a smile bloomed slowly across her face. The kind of smile that was warm and a little shy, the kind she rarely let herself wear.
"I'd like that," she said.
'Ok. That was... quick.' Tony's grin widened. "Cool. I'll even promise to carry you home after. But only if you pretend your feet hurt."
Sue laughed, then stood and walked up to him. "Oh, I won't need to pretend. I'm definitely making you carry me," She said in a playful tone.
Tony tilted his head. "Noted. Now get your things. I'm taking you to bed."
She raised an eyebrow.
"Literally. Don't get excited. I meant the carrying part."
Sue shook her head, still smiling as she let herself relax into his arms.
And just like that, a new relationship began...
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[Sue’s Quarters] [Later That Night]
The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the ambient ceiling lights and a faint breeze drifting in from the balcony. The scent of fresh ocean air mingled with something warm and faintly floral—massage oil already uncapped and waiting on the bedside table.
Tony stood near the door, arms crossed, watching as Sue moved across the room toward the clothing closet. His eyes fell on the lavender massage oil. 'Wait a minute! I bought it for Natasha last week for some sexy bath time fun.' He did a quick scan on the bottle, and it got the same serial number. 'Don't tell me! They are all into it?!'
Sue took off her shirt and slipped out of her pants, right before his eyes, and was now wearing only a matching black bra and panty set.
'Eehh!' Tony froze for a moment.
She put the clothes in the laundry basket and then climbed onto the bed, stretching out on her stomach, her arms folding beneath the pillow.
Tony blinked, caught off guard. For a moment, he let his thoughts run wild. 'Big boobies... Spankable butt cheeks. Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot! Don't get hard. Think about something else. Armor, Genome 32 X formula, oiling the machines, oiling her butt cheeks... God help me.'
"Comfortable much?" he said with a half-smile, trying to play it cool. He was hard.
Sue glanced back over her shoulder, calm and completely unbothered. "You said you were giving me the full treatment, right? Thought we’d skip the whole fabric-in-the-way nonsense."
Tony stepped toward the bed, the bottle of oil already in hand. "You could’ve warned me first. I'm still just a man, Sue."
She chuckled into the pillow. "Then consider this part of your training. Focus, Mr. Stark."
Tony kneeled beside her on the bed. He took the massage oil bottle and poured a few drops of oil into his hands, warming it between his palms. His eyes scanned her back, both with care and lust. Every inch of her was tense, and he could feel her trust in the way she laid still for him, unguarded.
"You sure you're good with this?" he asked quietly.
Sue’s voice was soft. "I wouldn't have asked if I wasn’t. I trust you. Besides, I liked that confident Tony Stark. You'd better bring him out and just go for it. I promise I won't complain."
Tony smiled as he said, "Be careful what you wish for, Miss Storm."
He placed his hands on her shoulders, the slick warmth of the oil allowing him to glide smoothly across her skin. He worked slowly, thumbs pressing into tight muscles, knuckles rolling down each side of her spine.
'So soft,' He thought.
Sue exhaled deeply, her body beginning to unwind with every slow, deliberate motion.
"Mumm~ Feels so good," she mumbled, voice muffled by the pillow.
Tony moved down to her lower back, his hands trailing a path along her spine. He could feel the tension there, too, but it was different - less from stress and more from... anticipation, perhaps? He pressed his thumbs into the small of her back, working the oil into her skin, feeling her muscles relax beneath his touch.
Sue let out a low moan, her body arching slightly at the contact. "Oh, that's... that's the spot."
Tony smiled, his hands never pausing. "Your muscles are so tense," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
He continued down, his hands spreading out wider to cover more of her back, his fingers digging in just the right way to make her sigh and squirm. He could feel her breath hitching, her body tensing and relaxing in rhythm with his touch.
"Well, time for a foot massage," Tony said as he moved down to her feet and dripped more oil. He began to massage her soles, his fingers working in gentle circles, pressing into the tender spots that made her wiggle her toes. He could feel the tension melting away, her body growing more pliant with each passing moment.
Sue let out a contented hum.
His hands moved to her calves, his thumbs tracing the muscles there.
He worked his way up her legs, his touch firm yet tender, his fingers leaving no inch of her skin untouched. He could feel her body responding to him, her breath coming in short gasps, her skin flushing a soft pink.
As he reached her thighs, he paused, his hands resting just below the curve of her behind. He looked up at her with his usual confident smirk. "Still with me, Sue?"
She nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't you dare stop."
Tony dripped a generous amount of oil onto Sue's butt cheeks. He watched as the lavender liquid slid down her skin, his heart pounding in his chest. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his composure. He then slowly made his way up Sue's thighs, his thumbs tracing the firm muscles. She made no move to stop him. He took a deep breath, his hands hovering for a moment before he began to massage her buttocks.
His fingers were kneading the soft flesh of her butt cheeks. He could feel her relax into his touch, her breath coming in soft, even rhythms. He moved his hands down, his thumbs tracing the curve of her cheeks, his fingers digging into the muscles.
Sue let out a low moan, her body arching slightly at the contact. "Oh, that feels... incredible," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
Tony smiled, his hands never pausing. He could feel her response to his touch, her body growing more aroused with each passing moment. He took his time, his hands exploring every inch of her, his fingers digging into the muscles, his thumbs tracing the curves.
He could feel the heat radiating from her, could see the flush spreading across her skin. He moved his hands down, his fingers traced the line where her buttocks met her thighs, and he could feel her body tense slightly, waiting for his next move.
"Turn around," He said firmly.
Sue followed and turned on her back.
Tony dripped some oil onto her tummy and began massaging the oil in with gentle, circular motions. He could see her breath hitching, her chest rising and falling rapidly as he moved up, his fingers tracing the underside of her breasts.
"Tony..." she whispered, her voice laced with desire.
He looked at her, his eyes reflecting the same hunger. "Yes, Sue?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "Nothing. Just... keep going."
He chuckled softly, and his hands touched her underboobs a couple of times, but that was how far he went before moving up to her upper chest, around the neck area.
Tony's hands moved to Sue's shoulders, his fingers digging into the tight muscles there. He could feel her pulse quickening, her breath growing more ragged. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Relax, Sue. Let go."
She let out a shaky breath, her body trembling slightly as he worked his way down her arms, his touch feather-light yet firm. She was so horny that she couldn't help but rub her thighs together. After weeks of work and zero self-release, she was horny as hell.
Tony massaged her upper chest and then moved down to her legs once again. He massaged her inner thighs, from left to right.
'Shit! I might just cum!' Sue thought.
Tony decided not to indulge any further, or he might not be able to hold himself back. And he was reading Sue's thoughts thanks to the Mind Stone. He knew how much she wanted to cum. But where's the fun in that? He was going to ruin her orgasm and deny her a release.
So, he leaned near her ear. "You do know I can read your thoughts, right?" He whispered. He told her about it during the Skrull mess.
"Yes," Sue replied without opening her eyes.
"You were thinking all those naughty things..." Tony smirked, his breath hot on her ear. "And you were hoping I'd help you with that, weren't you?" His voice was low, a husky whisper that sent shivers down her spine.
Sue's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting his. She saw the mischief in his eyes, the curve of his lips that promised trouble. She knew he was teasing her, but she couldn't help but play along. "I don't know what you're talking about, Tony," she said, her voice innocent.
Tony chuckled, his hands moving back to her thighs, his fingers tracing the sensitive skin there. "Oh, come on, Sue. You can't fool me. I know exactly what you want." He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her neck, his voice barely above a whisper. "You want me to touch you, don't you? You want me to make you cum."
Sue's breath hitched, her body responding to his words, to his touch. She could feel the heat building inside her, the desire pooling in her core. She wanted to deny it, but she couldn't. She was powerless against the hunger in his eyes, against the promise of pleasure that hung in the air between them. Sue let out a shaky breath, her voice barely above a whisper, "Yes. I want you to touch me. I want you to make me cum. I want you to love me just like how you do with Yelena and Natasha. Yelena told me you like a naughty girl in bed. So, I thought... You know..."
Tony's lips curved into a satisfied smirk. He knew he had her right where he wanted her.
"Well, I do like to punish naughty girls. And you've been a very naughty girl, Sue. You overwork yourself, and then make everyone worry. So, I'm gonna punish you now," He said as he climbed down the bed. "No touching yourself or cumming till I give you permission."
"What are you...?!" Sue's eyes widened. 'Are you going to spank me if I cum? Choke me and slap me like a dirty slut? Shit! What the hell am I thinking?'
"I'll take you on a date on Sunday. After that, I'll decide," He said as he began to walk toward the door.
"But... But that's 4 days..." Sue said as she sat up.
"Yup! Naughty girls need to be punished. Starting tomorrow, no overworking unless you take the Ageis Serum, or else I'm gonna spank you," Tony said as he looked back and then left her room.
Sue just sat there for a moment, her heart was racing like a jackhammer, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts. She couldn't believe what had just happened. Tony had always been playful, but this was something else entirely. She felt a mix of frustration and excitement. She wanted him, wanted him more than before. She loved the way he confidently ordered her not to touch herself or cum.
"Shit! I'm a Sub? Maso? Both?"
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