Peter slipped out of the portal and landed on the school roof. He deactivated the suit and put on his clothes, then webbed down behind the dumpster. He took his bag and walked casually toward the main courtyard and blended in.
He squeezed through and found Ned and Gwen.
Ned grabbed his shoulders. "Where were you? You vanished. I thought you got trampled by the robotics club."
"Stuck in the crowd. I was trying to get through like for the last ten minutes," Peter replied with a sigh.
Ned recoiled. "Say no more. You have my sympathy."
Gwen chimed in. "Yeah, you're lucky you even made it here."
On the main stage, Mystique, transformed as Tony, had already given her opening speech.
"Alright, Midtown. Time for the main event," Mystique said with that trademark Stark smirk. "I promised something big today, and for once I am not talking about myself. Stark Industries is launching a new scholarship program. Four months. Unlimited resources. If you have an idea, we will fund it. You get money, tutors, labs, equipment, materials, and every tool you need to build something that makes the world better. Or at least something that does not explode when you are not looking."
The courtyard erupted.
Mystique continued after a brief pause as the students stopped cheering, "After four months, we select fifty creators based on their inventions. There's no shortcut or politics involved in this. You make something impressive, you get in. That simple."
She paused and looked toward the demo equipment and gave a dramatic grin. "Now for the fun part. The demo. Surprise time. But it'll take ten minutes to set up, and I need to double-check the program, so hold tight. I'll be right back."
She walked down and went inside the building.
Humanoid robots began assembling the teleportation platform piece by piece. Panels clicked, cables slotted, the center ring rose like a metal halo. Students gasped. Phones recorded every second.
...
[Inside the temporary tech setup room]
Mystique changed back to her blue form after entering the room. She locked the door, and before she could turn around, Tony appeared behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.
"Thanks for covering for me," He whispered in her ear.
"Just a thanks?" She turned around and put her arms around his neck.
Tony leaned in and kissed her. She kissed him back with equal fire before pushing him onto the wall. Their lips and tongues danced a passionate tango. He grabbed her butt, pulling her up in his arms. Mystique wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands tangled in his hair. He stumbled toward the table, knocking a pile of schematics to the floor.
She pulled back slightly, breathless. "They're setting up outside. We have about ten minutes."
"Ten minutes is a lifetime," Tony grinned, nipping at her lip. He carried her to the table, clearing the rest of its surface with a sweep of his arm. Tools clattered, coffee spilled, but neither of them noticed. He set her down on the edge, her legs still locked around him.
His hands roamed, tracing the familiar contours of her back as she arched into him. She unbuttoned his shirt quickly as he pulled down his pants. His cock was already hard, pointing at her. She ran her tongue over her teeth. He pushed her onto the table on her back. He spread her legs as Mystique removed her scales, revealing her juicy blue pussy.
"Spit on my pussy and fuck me hard," She demanded.
He chuckled. "My pleasure."
He spat on her pussy and rubbed it with his cock before pushing into her. She gasped as he filled her, her nails digging into his shoulders. He thrust into her, setting a relentless pace, the table creaking in protest with each movement.
'So tight. Fuck!' Tony thought as her pussy squeezed against his dick.
He leaned down, capturing her moans in another kiss, swallowing her cries of pleasure as he drove deeper. Her hips bucked to meet his, their bodies finding a rhythm that was both frantic and familiar.
"Harder," she breathed against his lips. "Don't hold back."
Tony responded by pounding into her even harder, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing in the small room. The table broke, but Tony flipped her over just in time. He fell on his back with Mystique on top. She looked into his eyes with a smirk as she began to rock her hips.
"Yeah! Move that ass," he groaned, his hands gripping her thighs.
She obliged, rising and falling on him, her breasts bouncing with each movement. His hands found them, squeezing and teasing her nipples as she rode him faster. He was close, so close, the pressure building at the base of his spine.
He sat up, wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her closer, changing the angle. Her gasp told him he'd found the right spot. He held her there, pistoning up into her, chasing his release.
"I'm close," Mystique whispered.
"Let's cum together," Tony whispered back before she started kissing him again.
His thrusts became erratic, losing their rhythm as the need took over. He could feel her tightening around him, her body tensing as her orgasm hit. Her cry was muffled against his shoulder as she came, her walls clenching around him.
That was all it took. With a final, deep thrust, Tony spilled inside her, a guttural groan escaping his lips. He held her close as they both came down from the high, their breathing ragged and hearts pounding.
Mystique collapsed onto his chest, her blue skin slick with sweat. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the only sounds in the room their slowing breaths and the distant hum of the school's ventilation system.
Tony stroked her hair, his fingers tracing the patterns on her skin. "That was..." he started, then chuckled. "Definitely not what I had planned for the demo prep."
She propped herself up on her elbows, a playful glint in her yellow eyes. "Best demo prep ever."
He grinned. "Agreed. Now we have a problem."
"Only one?" she teased. "I can think of several."
"The table, for starters," he said, gesturing to the broken piece of furniture. "And..."
"I'm not on birth control pills," Mystique answered before he could ask.
"Are you going to take one?" He asked, running his finger on her cheek.
"Do you want me to?" She replied, looking into his eyes. 'Is he going to say yes? Or probably... no? I mean, we just started dating. What the hell am I even thinking? It's too early to think about having kids. Isn't it?' She thought.
Tony looked at her for a long moment, his expression unreadable. He opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again. "No."
"No?" She sat up on top of his crotch and raised an eyebrow.
Tony gave a single nod, "No."
"Okay," She also nodded with a single word before standing up. His cum dripped out of her pussy, running down her thighs. She turned around and faced away from him.
"Then I won't take one."
Tony watched her, watched the evidence of their encounter trace paths down her legs. He sat up, reaching for her. "Raven..."
She turned back to him, a genuine smile on her face. "I'll clean up. You should get dressed. You're on in five."
Tony's phone pinged. He used the nanites in his eyes to check the text. It was from Natasha: Candlelight dinner at 8 PM. Don't be late. I have a big surprise for you.
'Okay. That's great. She seems happy.' Then his eyes went toward the current time. He got less than two minutes to go out. 'Time to get ready.' He quickly put on his clothes while Mystique transformed, taking the form of a female student.
He walked to her and kissed her one more time. "I love you." He said.
"Love you too," She replied with another kiss.
Then, Tony walked out of the room and made his way toward the main stage. Mystique stood near the door, watching him go with a happy smile. 'Gosh... His eyes... So, sexy.'
...
[On the stage]
Ten minutes later, the courtyard felt like a stadium waiting for kickoff. The teleportation platform stood finished at the center like someone had dropped a piece of alien tech right onto the school grounds.
Tony walked up the steps onto the stage.
"Alright, Midtown. You have waited long enough. Let us talk teleportation."
A ripple went through the crowd, but everyone went silent after hearing the word 'teleportation'. Tony paced slowly in front of the platform.
"You all know what a plane is. You know what a train is. You know what a long car ride feels like when your cousin falls asleep on your shoulder and drools on your jacket. Transportation takes time. Time is the one thing even I cannot manufacture in bulk."
He pointed at the ring behind him. "This solves that problem. Instant long-distance travel. Safe, clean, no turbulence, no bored toddlers screaming through a six-hour flight. No offence, but it's the truth, and I'm pretty sure many have experienced such a nightmare," He chuckled a little. "Moving on, it is a portal-based system that folds two locations until they touch."
A few jaws dropped. A few phones slipped because hands were shaking. Still nobody spoke.
Tony continued. "This will replace long-distance public transport in the next few years. Planes, trains, cargo ships, cross country car trips. You name it. If it moves people or goods across continents, this technology will do it faster. With the proper regulations, the proper infrastructure, and the proper education, this is going to transform the economy. It is a big promise, but I have a good track record with big promises."
He stopped, looked at the quiet audience, and shrugged. "Okay, you are allowed to blink. You are allowed to breathe. Someone ask something before I start singing to fill the silence."
A hand shot up in the front row. Then two more. Then twenty. Tony pointed at a girl standing near one of the science club banners.
"You. Purple jacket. Go for it."
She lowered her hand slowly. "Is this going to be something normal people can use? Like how your holographic tech became universal?"
Tony nodded. "Yes, but not immediately. The teleportation network will be limited to long-distance public routes at first. That means continent to continent, country to country, and major hub to major hub. Personal units and short-range systems are coming later, but trust me, you do not want every random guy in New York opening portals in his studio apartment. Small steps."
"What about dangers or limitations? Like molecular scrambling or accidentally swapping bodies with a pigeon?"
Tony held up a finger. "Swapping bodies only happens in fiction. As for molecular scrambling, it's 100% safe. This system uses a tethered displacement field. Every atom goes exactly where it is supposed to go with one hundred percent accuracy. I've been using it for the past few days, actually." He opened his arms. "Still in one piece."
A boy with a stack of notebooks raised his hand. "How much energy does it use? And is it sustainable long term?"
Tony gave an approving nod. "Good question. But that's a trade secret. All I can say is it runs on an Arc Reactor. You wanna know more, work hard, and get the scholarship. Maybe you'll get a chance to work on it."
A girl near the back raised her hand. "Can it transport animals safely? Or delicate samples?"
Tony pointed at her. "Yes to both. We have already transported fragile equipment, me..." He pointed at his face. "...and extremely sensitive material. Everything arrived exactly the same as before. This system is accurate enough to teleport a snowflake without melting it."
He turned toward the device and checked his watch. "Speaking of snowflakes, I think the demo is ready."
The platform hummed. The inner ring glowed. Light gathered, unfolded, and then snapped into a perfect blue oval that shimmered like a sheet of liquid glass.
Students leaned forward as one.
Tony lifted a finger at the portal with a grin. "Alright, Midtown. Who wants to go to Antarctica and see some penguins?"
The silence broke in an instant. The courtyard exploded with cheers.
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