An Iron Resolve Ch. 96 (Marvel)(Time Travel) (Patreon)

A/N: Turns out helping to create Friday has awakened some dormant instincts in one Dr. Helen Cho~

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“Please Dr. Stark. Please fuck a baby into me.”

Standing there in the doorway of the laboratory where they’ve been keeping a watchful eye on FRIDAY as she’s ‘gestated’ into being, Tony Stark gives into the urge to reach up and rub the bridge of his nose with his fingers as he sighs. He really should have seen this coming; truth be told. Hell, he practically had seen this coming.

He’d gotten the impression that Pepper was hiding something small and meaningless from him back when he’d told her where he was going. Even the healthiest of relationships didn’t need to be fully honest all the time, lest there be no zest or surprise left in life, so he hadn’t pushed on it.

Which is how he’d wound up walking face first into one Doctor Helen Cho bent over the modified cradle where they were literally creating a new form of life. With her bottoms down around her ankles, her naked ass and glistening pussy thrust out in his direction, Helen moans as she reaches down between her legs with one hand to spread her slit nice and wide for him.

She’s definitely aching for it from what Tony can see. Aching for his cock. And the sight… well, he won’t pretend it’s not immensely arousing. At the same time… Tony stalks into the room, moving closer but not in a direct line as he eyes Helen and she looks back at him biting her lower lip needily.

“Did Pepper put you up to this, Helen?”

Blinking, the South Korean woman hastily shakes her head.

“Ah… no. She knew of course… I made sure I had her blessing and she suggested this would be the best way of g-getting what I wanted. Am I… is this not right? I c-could still perform nude dogeza and beg you that way instead if it pleases you, sir!”

Just the suggestion puts the mental image in Tony’s mind. Helen Cho, completely naked, on her knees with her forehead pressed to the floor of the lab as she prostrates herself before him and begs to be bred silly. It’s certainly an appealing thought, but he shakes his head in the negative all the same.

“That… won’t be necessary, Helen. Still, are you absolutely sure about this?”

He’d always thought his favorite female scientists were childless by design. He knew for a fact that Maya was, for instance. Maya Hansen had made it abundantly clear that she had no desire to be a mother. Extremis was her child, and science was her one true love. Oh sure, she had as much fun hopping into bed with them as anyone else did, but that was just it… it was only harmless fun for her. She didn’t have to concern herself with romance or starting a family or anything like that.

Tony had assumed that Helen was much like Maya in that way, but simply not as outspoken about it. After all, she definitely could have gotten pregnant with his child by now if she wanted to, but it had simply never coalesced. Despite Tony having multiple kids at this point (all of them daughters, all of them cute as can be) and despite Helen being the third woman to wind up in his bed, it simply hadn’t ever happened.

“I’m sure, yes. I want… no, I need it. I need you to breed me. I beg of you, please fill me with your seed.”

Finally stepping up behind her, Tony grabs Helen by the hips, making her breath hitch even as the nanites making up his pants unravel and let his cock flop out onto her upturned ass. As she moans from the sudden contact between his rock hard, throbbing shaft and her bubble butt, Tony tilts his head to the side, beginning to hot dog the beautiful South Korean Scientist right then and there.

“… What changed?”

She doesn’t answer him immediately and at first Tony thinks it’s because she’s too busy moaning up a storm. But then he notices she’s running her hand along the top of the cradle, caressing it as though she’s caressing the face of the one being created inside of it. Their unborn child, in a way.

“Ah.”

Looking back at him, Helen blushes and smiles sheepishly even as she nods.

“Yes. I have been watching over FRIDAY for months now. You, me, and JARVIS have effectively created an entirely new form of life together. She will be the first of her kind. However… she will also spring forth from the cradle fully formed both mentally and physically. She will never be an infant or a child. She has been created to have full understanding of her existence and the reality she finds herself in from the moment she gains consciousness.”

Tony grunts as Helen explains herself. He’s beginning to understand her more and more. Yes, FRIDAY would be nothing like a human being once she came forth. She would not need to learn in the same way a human baby would have to learn, and she would not experience growth in the same way a human would normally experience growth. Not mentally or physically, like Helen had said.

She would still be theirs, and Tony would love her like one of his own, just like he loved JARVIS. He had no doubt Helen would feel great affection for FRIDAY too at that. But it wouldn’t be the same as having a baby to call Helen’s own. Not really.

Slowly, Tony slides his throbbing erection down off of Helen’s ass and slips it between her thighs, pressing against her drooling quim as she moans in excitement and anticipation.

“Have you gotten your affairs in order then, Dr. Cho?”

His voice might sound a little too clinical to most, but for someone who grew up traditional and conservative like Helen, it’s exactly what she needs to hear. Because a genius scientist like Helen Cho wouldn’t have gone off half-cocked when it comes to something like that. No, rather, she would make sure she had all of her ducks in a row before she went this far.

“Y-Yes sir. I have finished up most of my current projects, and transferred the remaining ones to people in U-GIN that I know I can trust. I will still be available for consultations, but I have cleared out my schedule for the next few years so I can devote myself entirely to pregnancy and being a mother. Our daughter will want for nothing in terms of parental affection, I swear it.”

Tony smiles softly, appreciating the lengths it sounds like Helen has gone to. In truth, he did his best not to be an absentee father himself even as the number of children he had grew. The only one of his daughters he didn’t get to see as much as he might have liked was Sif’s child, and even then they had the Asgardian Mother-Daughter duo over for dinner at least once a month, with Tony himself also trying to get up to Asgard on a different date each month as well.

In all honesty, it sounded like Helen was better prepared to be a parent to their daughter than Tony himself was… wait, hold on a second. Furrowing his brow, Tony pauses mere moments from thrusting into Helen from behind.

“… Our daughter.”

Helen nods enthusiastically.

“Yes! I never thought I would long for motherhood, and yet here I am. I cannot wait to hold her in my arms!”

“… Okay but how do you know it’s going to be a girl? What if it’s a boy?”

For a moment, Tony frowns, worried that Helen is setting herself up for disappointment or even heartache. What if she’s got her heart set on having a daughter, only to have a son? But in the end, that’s not it at all. Helen blushes and stammers out an entirely different reason.

“O-Oh… I mean, I would be happy if we had a son together as well. It’s just… w-well, it was something Maya said in passing.”

Raising an eyebrow, Tony firms his grip on Helen’s hips a little bit.

“And what did she say, Dr. Cho?”

Realizing she’s not getting his cock until she tells him, Helen bites her lower lip for a moment before speaking in a rush.

“She said… she said that you were d-doomed to have all daughters because of your hubris! That your life was going to be r-rather hectic once they all started getting to that age where t-they noticed boys and boys noticed them! I suppose… I suppose I just internalized her words. After all, you’ve only had daughters up to this point.”

… Yes. Yes, he had only had daughters. Even his latest child, born from the womb of one Captain Peggy Carter and named Mary Anne Carter, was a girl. And yet, he tried not to think about what that meant for him too much. Not until he had Maya, inadvertently using Helen as a mouthpiece, basically spelling it out for him here and now. Tony’s life flashes before his eyes as he pictures what the future will hold for him.

Except, for the first time he’s not thinking about Thanos or the Infinity Stones. He’s thinking about what lies past them after he’s won, and his girls are all old enough to… to date.

“T-Tony, I-oooh~”

Thrusting forward into Helen, pushing her up against the side of the cradle, Tony growls as he grips harshly at her hips. Harshly enough to bruise, but seeing as she has ES3 as well, that hardly matters when she’ll heal up faster than most people could blink. Thrusting into her from behind, the clapping of flesh against flesh soon fills the room as Helen moans wantonly.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“A-Ah! S-So forceful…”

Reaching up, Tony grabs the beautiful South Korean scientist by her hair bun and yanks her head back, even as he leans forward. As her spine arches and his hips slam into her ass cheeks over and over with the speed at which he’s burying his cock in her cunt, Tony whispers into Helen’s ear.

“Our daughter, if we do wind up having one, is not allowed to date until she’s thirty. Do I make myself clear, Dr. Cho?”

He expects a moaned ‘Yes Dr. Stark’ in response. He does not get that. Instead, Helen of all people, looking back at him with a flushed face, smiles a little.

“I was not thirty when you seduced me with your wicked Western Ways, Dr. Stark. Into a life of debauchery and depravity in your bed with all your other women~”

Tony can hardly believe that he’s getting so much snark from Helen of all people. When had his favorite demure scientist become so… sassy?!

Growling, he pushes her further over the top of FRIDAY’s Cradle, fucking her even harder from behind as she finds herself no longer really bracing herself against the modified Cradle, and more wrapping her arms around it for dear life. The thing weighs a sizable amount, so it’s not going anywhere, but the harder he fucks Helen, the more it does shift and rock a little bit.

“Yes, well that’s rule number two. Our daughter is not allowed to marry any roguish brigands that remotely remind either of us of me.”

Helen moans and begins to shake her head at that.

“Y-You are not a roguish brigand. You are-eep!”

Whatever compliments Helen was about to pay him, Tony cuts her off by suddenly yanking her back off of the rocking Cradle altogether. Pulling her flush against his chest, one hand on her chest and his arm wrapped around her waist, he drives into Helen from behind a few times as she moans incoherently, shuddering and clutching back at him for support.

“Not a roguish brigand, am I? Despite luring a nice, innocent woman like you into my bed? Despite doing something like… this?”

It’s not exactly what one would call a ‘responsible’ use of a weapon as powerful as the Aether, but that doesn’t stop Tony. Snaking it out under her clothes, Tony whispers into Helen’s ear as he fucks her soundly while getting into position. Then, once he’s ready… he uses the Aether to shred the beautiful scientist’s clothing off of the rest of her body in an instant, leaving her entirely naked and squeaking in surprise over that fact.

At the same time, he uses the Aether to latch onto her ankles and lift her up into the air, his actual hands wrapping around to play with one of her breasts as well as her clit as he continues thrusting up into her from below. Held aloft by the Aether, bouncing up and down on his cock all the while, Helen can do nothing but moan and cry out, her eyes rolling back in her skull as he fucks her nonstop.

Tony, for his part, just grunts and doesn’t let up for even a second, plowing her to the end of the line and giving her exactly what she wants. Even as she’s experiencing an explosive orgasm on his cock, squirting all over the lab floor in the process, he’s unloading inside of her womb, filling her with copious amounts of his seed.

Will that alone be enough to make her pregnant? Maybe, maybe not. But now that she’s made her intentions clear, they can focus on making it happen. Probably won’t take too long. Just like it won’t take much longer for FRIDAY to come online either. Another couple of weeks left at most before they let that particular genie out of the bottle.

Pulling Helen off of his cock, he slowly sets her down… which of course results in her collapsing to the floor. Tony doesn’t let her hit too hard though, gently lowering her to her knees as she pants heavily. Then, before he can even ask if she’s alright, she spins around and grabs hold of his cock, putting it in her mouth right there on the spot.

Tony blinks as the Aether winds its way back inside of him. Needless to say, he’s gotten a lot better with the Reality Stone since back when he first picked it up. Maybe not as good as the one who crafted it into the Aether in the first place, of course. But then to be fair Tony wouldn’t know for sure seeing as he never got to see Malekith wield it in battle and all those that did were dead since it’d been over five thousand years ago.

As Helen bobs up and down on his cock, enthusiastically cleaning it with her mouth and tongue, Tony sighs and places a hand atop her head, giving her an affectionate smile. He’d ruined the poor woman. He and Pepper both, really. They’d introduced Helen to a life of debauchery and depravity and turned a nice, innocent woman into their personal plaything. Truly, they were monsters of the highest caliber.

Still, if Helen wanted to be a mother, Tony wouldn’t stand in her way on that front. Even if their child turned out to be a daughter as well…

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A/N: Next time, Friday 'wakes up'!