Iron Man and Storm both reappeared in Stark's personal lounge in Stark Tower. Barry White music was playing, it was sunset, and the lighting was low and sensual. Both contestants appeared with notes taped to their faces. Iron Man read his allowed.
"'Things I've done to you: Injected you with a powerful nanotech aphrodisiac. Said nanotech also temporarily any risk of STDs. Because I'm a dick, though, pregnancy risk is higher.' Little shit..." Iron Man muttered.
Storm continued. "'Things I'll allow: A 'getting to know you' phase where you work up to the sex. Romance is in right now, so feel free to flirt and tease.'"
The two put down their notes, staring at each other. Iron Man could feel himself get aroused just by looking at Storm, although to be fair he had every reason to. She was gorgeous. Ample breasts, stunningly white hair, a perfectly toned body with curves to die for... He didn't discriminate when he lusted, although he could appreciate the subtle differences in the races. And Storm was one of the most ridiculously sexy black women he had ever seen in his life.
"Well," he said, stepping out of his armor, which unfolded to let him out and retained its shape afterwards. "First off, lemme get this out of my system." He pumped his fist triumphantly. "FUCK YES I got one of the hottest ones first."
Storm, for her part, was blushing. Stark, now that she could see him out of his armor, was an impressive specimen himself. Muscular, most likely from work on his armors, and with a charming smile. Plus, he was intelligent. She always had a thing for intelligent men. They were usually very good with their hands...
Stop it, she thought, trying to ignore the effects of the aphrodisiac. "'First?'" she teased, folding her arms defiantly. "You say that as if you are the one who will be advancing to the next round."
Iron Man smirked. "Don't underestimate my prowess. I've had years of training for this. One night stands and a reasonably steady relationship with my partner, Pepper Potts."
Experienced and sexy, Storm's aphrodisiac addled brain thought. She shook her head, trying to clear it, sauntering over to Iron Man with a deliberately sexy walk. Iron Man's eyes locked on her breasts as she moved, Storm unable to resist giving them a little jiggle. She grinned when Stark's eyes widened a little, although she felt rather silly for doing it.
Iron Man coughed. Keep control, he thought. You're in this to win it. He went to pour the two of them a drink.
"I thought you had given up alcohol," Storm asked.
"I've been drugged by an extradimensional TV mogul and dragged into a porn movie. While I fully intend to enjoy myself, and mostly will considering you're one of the hottest things in spandex, I'd say this fucking merits a drink, don't you?" Iron Man said.
Storm couldn't argue with that, and accepted the drink.
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Meanwhile...
Madripoor...
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"Hnh," Wolverine said. "Well, this isn't the worst situation I've been in. How're you holdin' up, darlin'?"
Captain Marvel grumbled. "Just... frustrated," she said, the two of them sitting on the balcony of a posh apartment in the criminal-controlled country. "I'd enjoy this more if it wasn't a 'fuck or die' situation..."
Wolverine nodded. "Perfectly understandable," he said. "Hope you don't mind doin' with an old hairbag like me."
Captain Marvel smirked. "I've had worse. Plus, even without the drugs you're kinda hot."
Wolverine grinned lazily. "There you go. Plus, it could be worse."
Captain Marvel frowned. "How so?"
"Deadpool," Wolverine said simply, sipping at a beer.
Captain Marvel laughed. "Yeah, that'd be bad."
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Meanwhile...
Mojoworld...
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"FUCK YOU, FANFIC!" Deadpool snarled at me.
"Why is he here again?" Major Domo asked.
"He's on both teams," Mojo said, checking the bonds of Deadpool's cage. "Our sorter couldn't figure out what to do with him."
"FUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!"
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Meanwhile...
The Moon...
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"Hulk not understand..." the green behemoth said. "Flabby freak man want Hulk and fiery bird lady to have sex?"
Phoenix nodded patiently. "Yes. Like you and Betty did, remember?"
Hulk grunted. "Hulk remember..." he said softly. "Hulk remember both from when Betty was normal, times with puny Banner, and later stuff, after Betty become Red She-Hulk..."
Phoenix sighed softly. Coming back from the dead to control the power of the Phoenix Force again gave her cosmic insight, allowing her to see how Hulk's mind had been damaged by MODOK, regressing him back to his 'brute' mindset in both Hulk and Banner forms. She vowed to make him pay for that once this idiotic contest was over.
But right now, she was becoming increasingly horny. And the yaoi fangirl part of her brain was becoming even hornier when she felt through her link with Cyclops that his first opponent was Captain America. She needed giant green gamma dick, and soon. "Just so you know, Hulk, you can be rougher with me that you can be with other women."
Hulk looked her over doubtfully. "Fiery bird lady look puny..." he said.
Phoenix fumed. "Please. I'm tougher than I look," she said. "I can take everything you can give..." An idea came to her. "Not that you have much to give."
Hulk grunted, glaring at her.
Phoenix grinned wickedly, her green costume turning red. "I'm a GODDESS, Hulky. You? You're just a steroid case."
Hulk growled. "Hulk no drug user! Hulk muscles all natural!" he snarled, standing up.
Phoenix smirked. "Oh? Then the radiation must have left you a limp dick. It'd probably break off inside my cunt," she teased.
Hulk roared. "Hulk no limp dick! Hulk strongest fuck there is!"
Phoenix got right in his face, her aura blazing. "PROVE IT."
Hulk snarled, and slammed Phoenix to the ground. He roughly ripped her costume off, the all-powerful redhead grinning excitedly. "HULK SMASH PUSSY!" the gamma giant declared.
"Smash away, big guy..." Phoenix said, licking her lips as Hulk ripped his pants off, revealing his thick erection.