[4 months later]
It's been 4 months of peace since the last battle.
Tony successfully created the Infinity Gauntlets, capable of harnessing the power of the Infinity Gems. Since there were a total of Eight Gems in this universe, he's going to need two gauntlets to properly use them. Next, he has mastered the power of those Gems he had and hid them somewhere safe. [Mind, Space, Power, Reality, Soul]
Next, let's see what happened to the Superior Avengers.
Ava Starr was the clearest success story to come out of the cleanup. With Stark technology stabilizing her molecular structure completely, the constant pain and phasing instability that had defined her life were gone. For the first time, she could choose when to phase instead of fighting against it. She decided to keep her powers rather than live without them, not out of obligation, but because she wanted control over something that had once controlled her.
So, under Ghost's guidance and constant surveillance, Ava began training as a probationary hero. She was not given shortcuts, special treatment, or a codename. She earned trust slowly, learned discipline the hard way, and accepted that heroism meant accountability as much as power.
Killmonger was transferred directly to Wakanda under T'Challa's authority. He was imprisoned in a high-security containment facility. His fate was no longer a battlefield issue but a political and moral one. Wakanda would decide whether he remained a prisoner, stood trial, or became an example of what ambition without restraint ultimately destroyed. T'Challa ensured that the decision would not be rushed and that it would be made by Wakanda rather than by vengeance.
Emil Blonsky's end was swift and final. Once reverted fully to his human form, he showed no remorse for what he had done across multiple worlds with Doom. His confession was detailed, methodical, and disturbingly proud, describing acts of mass violence, experimentation on civilians, and executions carried out for personal satisfaction rather than necessity. Tony simply vaporized him on the spot.
Elsa Bloodstone's situation was more complicated. Her Earth had not been conquered or invaded but erased through a cascade of solar instability and runaway climate collapse that no technology on her world could stop.
Doom had pulled her out seconds before her Earth was destroyed. She followed him afterward out of debt rather than loyalty. With Doom gone, Elsa had no home to return to and no illusions about what she had become while serving him.
Tony allowed her to stay. She was placed at the same starting level as Ava Starr, treated as a recruit rather than a veteran. Elsa accepted the terms without protest, understanding that survival did not automatically earn trust.
As for Quicksilver, he was a bloodthirsty maniac. Tony peeked into his memories and the things this Quicksilver has done were like too much even for Tony to digest. Wanda also saw those memories and told Tony to do what's right. So, Tony vaporized him.
Next was the teleportation technology.
Stark Industries had poured resources into building a network that once would have sounded like science fiction.
Teleportation hubs now stood in key cities across the United States, Japan, and China. For the first time in history, travel across continents no longer required hours of flights or the cost of a small fortune. A trip from New York to Tokyo could be accomplished in the time it once took to board a plane, for a fare cheaper than most first-class tickets.
The hubs were expanding steadily, quietly, into South America, Africa, and Europe.
Tony monitored the rollout closely to make sure things went smoothly. Society began to shift imperceptibly. Business executives were meeting across continents on the same day, families visited faraway relatives at a whim, and emergency relief teams could reach disaster zones in minutes instead of hours. The world felt smaller, more immediate, more alive.
Meanwhile, the Stark scholarship program had begun to reshape a different kind of future.
Fifty students had been selected for the first wave, young minds whose potential stretched beyond the ordinary. Not every parent was willing to allow their children to travel beyond the confines of Earth. Moon and Mars training, even when entirely safe, provoked fear of the unknown. Out of fifty, only thirty-five received permission to go, leaving the rest behind for ground-based training. Among those who had earned the green light were Peter Parker, Gwen, and Ned.
The students spent long hours under rigorous instruction, learning to navigate the conditions of space, mastering not just survival but discipline and responsibility. Because out there, anything can happen and without proper preparation, they'll die. It was as simple as that.
The curriculum combined the physical with the mental: piloting, combat simulation, zero-gravity agility, emergency protocols, and advanced science lessons designed to prepare them for independent decision-making far from home. Each session pushed them past fear, past hesitation, forcing them to confront the challenges that could not be solved with textbooks alone.
Tony visited often as a mentor and, occasionally, as a thorn in their side. He insisted on hands-on demonstrations, on practical lessons, on experiences that could not be skipped or sugarcoated. Students learned quickly that mistakes in space could be far less forgiving than those on Earth. It was exhausting, terrifying, exhilarating, and utterly transformative.
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[Tony's house] [NY]
Tony woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and the tableside bottle was empty. So, he got up and walked to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, a faint light flickered beneath the refrigerator door. He paused. Then he heard it—a faint smacking sound, like someone enjoying ice cream a little too enthusiastically.
He rubbed his eyes and walked toward the sound. Standing before the open fridge was Natasha. Her dark hair hung loose around her shoulders, and her pregnant belly, round and insistent, stretched her tank top. In her hands, a tub of ice cream and a spoon glistened in the pale fridge light. Oh, and ice cream smeared the corners of her mouth and chin.
"Um... What are you doing?" Tony asked, looking amused.
Natasha froze, tilting the tub behind her back, hiding it as if she'd been caught smuggling state secrets. "Nothing."
Tony stepped closer. He leaned down and licked at her lips, tasting the sweet, cold smear.
"Blueberry," he said, a smile tugging at his lips.
Natasha laughed softly as she showed him the tub while holding the spoon like a tiny flag of surrender.
"I… might have been hungry," she said with a shrug, still smirking.
"You think?" Tony whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of her mouth, tasting the ice cream again.
Natasha tilted her head, letting him lick her lips as she placed the tub and spoon on the table before wrapping her arms around his neck and they started kissing.
Tony pulled away, looking down into her eyes. Then he placed a hand on her cheek, brushing his thumb across her bottom lip, and kissed her again. Her mouth was so soft and warm against his. She kissed him back, sucking gently on his bottom lip. His hand moved to the back of her head, fingers sliding through her hair, his body pressing hers up against the refrigerator.
Natasha was the first to pull away. She looked up at him, her eyes bright and intense, her cheeks flushed.
"I'm so horny right now," She whispered. "What are you gonna do about it, huh?"
Tony grinned, leaning down to press a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her neck. Natasha gasped as he sucked on her skin. He moved his hand from her back down to the curve of her ass, squeezing it roughly. His other hand reached down to lift up her shirt.
He cupped her breast, massaging it gently. She moaned and arched her back as he trailed kisses along her collarbone. Her nipples hardened under his touch, and he pinched one lightly. She shuddered and whimpered.
"I'm gonna have midnight sex with you," Tony said in her ear as he took her hand and both of them went back to the bedroom.
Natasha took off her clothes and lay on the bed.
Tony stood near her feet for a moment, watching her, enjoying how beautiful she was lying there naked, waiting for him. Her skin was smooth and pale in the dim light. Her breasts were fuller than usual because of the pregnancy, her nipples hardening from the cool air.
He removed his clothes and climbed onto the bed beside her. He kissed her softly, running his fingers through her hair. Her breath quickened as his hands caressed her breasts. She moaned softly as he rubbed her nipples between his fingertips.
He moved lower and kissed her nipples before sucking on her left nipple.
"You're driving me crazy," she whispered, her voice hoarse and ragged.
"That's my intention," Tony murmured against her breast, his lips grazing her skin.
He licked her right nipple before moving lower still.
She gasped as he placed a kiss on her stomach and then moved down further. He ran his tongue along her pussy, tasting her wetness.
"Oh, god," she groaned, clutching the sheets in her fists.
Tony continued licking her slit, sucking lightly on her clit. He thrust two fingers into her entrance and began pumping them slowly. She arched her back, moaning loudly.
"You're so wet," he whispered, licking his lips. "You taste amazing."
Her eyes were closed tightly, and her breathing was shallow.
Tony slid his fingers out of her, replacing them with his tongue. He lapped at her pussy eagerly, lapping up the juices flowing freely from her cunt.
She writhed beneath him, crying out with pleasure as he flicked his tongue over her clit. She bucked her hips, grinding herself against his face. He continued eating her pussy, savoring the sweet taste of her fluids as they coated his tongue and lips.
He pushed his tongue deeper inside her, thrusting in and out while stroking her clit with his thumb. Natasha moaned, panting heavily.
"Oh fuck, Tony, I'm gonna cum!" She cried out, her whole body tensing up as she reached climax. Her juices flowed freely from her pussy, coating Tony's tongue and lips. He swallowed every drop, licking her clean until she stopped shaking.
Then he pulled away from her, sitting back on the bed, watching her recover.
"Tasty as usual," he whispered, smiling at her.
Natasha smiled back, her face flushed.
"That was... intense," she murmured, breathing heavily. "I've never cum that fast and hard before."
Tony smirked.
"You're welcome."
He climbed over, placing himself between her legs. His cock pressed against her thigh as he leaned down to kiss her softly. She reached between them and guided his cock into her wet pussy. He groaned as he sank into her tight warmth.
"You feel amazing," he whispered in her ear, thrusting slowly, savoring the sensation of being inside her.
She moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him fiercely. Their tongues entwined as they fucked each other, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm.
"I love you," she gasped, breaking their kiss. "I love you so much."
"And I love you, Natasha," he whispered back, resting his forehead against hers, staring into her eyes. "Forever."
They continued fucking, neither one willing to stop now. He increased his pace, thrusting harder and faster. But he was careful, considering her pregnancy.
She moaned loudly as he pounded her pussy, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. She bit her lip and whimpered, her whole body shaking from the intensity of their lovemaking.
"Please don't stop," she begged, her voice shaky. "Make me cum again."
He pumped faster, burying his cock deep inside her pussy. She cried out in ecstasy, arching her back and throwing her head back. Her entire body shuddered as she orgasmed around his cock.
"Fuck!" She screamed, her muscles spasming uncontrollably.
Tony groaned, gritting his teeth, struggling not to cum. But the sight of her cumming was too much for him. He exploded inside her, filling her with his seed. She gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he emptied himself into her.
"I can't believe we just did this," she said, laughing breathlessly. "It's so naughty."
Tony smiled, kissing her gently.
"You're a bad influence," he teased, stroking her cheek.
"I know," she replied, grinning mischievously. "That's why you love me."
He kissed her again, passionately this time, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Then he broke away, gazing deeply into her eyes.
"I do love you," he whispered. "Always."
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