Back to the present day, Tony Stark certainly woke up with more than one surprise.
"Good morning, Cassandra, huh? Why are you soaking—what?!"
"That doesn't matter." She sank her head on his chest, rubbing her still-wet hair all over him with a smile.
She didn't seem to care that her naked, alluring body was soaking wet. At some point during the night, her clothes had disappeared as she snuggled closer to the man of her dreams.
"Of course it matters, you can get sick!" He didn't know how she ended up like this, but now wasn't the time to be shy—it was time to gro—cover her more.
"Tony..." Cassandra raised abruptly, caressing his face with infatuation. He didn't understand what was going on with her this morning.
Taking the bedsheets, she covered them both amidst giggles, disregarding the sun. She brazenly took one of his hands and placed it on her butt as if to snuggle closer.
He squeezed that big butt because, why not?
"Hmn~" She made a slightly pouting gaze, but inwardly, her heart was about to explode.
"Like this, you feel reassured, right? Nothing is going to happen to me. We need to talk, Tony." Her voice contained solemnity that didn't match their current circumstances.
"O-of course we need to talk..." They needed to talk about the soaking bed, her nakedness, why his hands were grasping her butt so tightly... If this kept going, they might hit first, second, and third base in record time.
Not that he minded—resistance was becoming futile by the day.
"Something is hitting me again~" This time she could feel it.
"What do you expect?!" The playboy had no intention of controlling his boner. Go rampant, son, do whatever you want.
"I remember everything..." she said suddenly.
"..." Although it shocked him to hear that so suddenly, he had already prepared himself for this day; only, it came too soon.
"Everything, from beginning to finish, Tony... I remember everything."
"Is that so? What are you going to do now?" he asked, hoping she wouldn't say she'd just fly away to where she came from.
"I had a daughter and a son..." she began, paying attention to every one of his reactions.
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Naturally, that little detail shocked him, mostly because her body didn't suggest she'd gone through a single pregnancy, let alone two.
"My youngest... Her name was Arcadia Aoi. When I was abused... nine months later I gave birth to her... then there was a boy named Kazuya Aoi... it's hard to explain, but I had to be a replacement womb for him to be born... Tony... those two were my only precious memories. Aside from them, I held nothing of value in that place... I have no reason to go back. I'm staying here." She embraced him and said simply, opening herself up to him, not desiring any secrets between them.
"And what do you plan to do? Your children? I'm sorry about what happened..."
"Do you want me to leave?" Tilting her head, she asked, a smile in her voice as if she already knew the answer his lips were about to utter.
"No."
"Then I won't leave."
"What about your children?"
"I don't know how or where they are... I sacrificed myself to gain my son some time... I was defeated by a goddess... that's all I recall."
"Goddess!?"
"Yes, compared to her I was so weak... she threw me like a ragdoll through dozens of universes until I fell here..." For some reason, she giggled while retelling that experience.
"That's not something you should giggle about."
"Why not? I met you..."
"..."
"Tony, I know how to save you..."
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Eagerly, he paid attention to all her words.
"I regained my memories for this purpose. Listen well... I'm a Pandora. I was born by genetic experimentation between humans and an interdimensional alien race called Nova."
"..." At this point, other than remain silent, what else could he do? She was throwing bombshells as if they were peanuts.
"What you saw before in my memories were all Pandoras, but I am different. I'm a legendary Pandora, one of the first ones, Cassandra Aoi... and as a Pandora, I'm able to use what West Genetics called Soul Energy." This was the key point of the entire thing.
"Soul Energy..."
"I believe you can use this Soul Energy as your new element, Tony. We have to try... there are risks for using it, but it's ultimately stronger than Palladium or any other energy source you'll find in this world. Soul Energy is nearly infinite and, aside from some... minor risks, you shouldn't experience any further poisoning." The blonde explained. When she said minor risks, well, they weren't really minor.
"What exactly is the minor risk?"
"If you're exposed too much to that energy without being able to control it, well... you might turn into a Nova that will wreak havoc and destroy everything in its way."
"..."
Little details, right? He snickered.
"But how? Soul Energy... we don't have any recollection of such energy..." He thought with intrigue.
"It's a type of energy that comes from another dimension. It doesn't exist here or anywhere except there, but my body can communicate with that dimension and unleash it, because my bodily tissue is made of stigmas." The Pandora explained with all the enthusiasm she could muster, as if selling him an idea. She knew he'd think everything she was saying was surreal and might even discard it if she didn't convince him properly.
"This is going to be a long conversation, right?" he deduced.
"Yes."
"Then we should discuss it with some sandwiches in our stomachs. Let's go—you have to wear something." Without restraint, he slapped her butt slightly, indicating for her to stop being lazy and stand up.
Cassandra moaned but didn't release him straight away.
"Tony."
"Hmn-!?"
She kissed him, deeply.
It was a clumsy kiss filled with fervor. She didn't know how to kiss but didn't care—as long as the feelings were transmitted, all the passion and feeling she could muster were conveyed in this kiss that lasted more than ten seconds.
"I love you." She was ready to take that step forward.
"Cassandra..." He gasped. How could he not know her feelings? She might be as knowledgeable as a kindergarten boy in the subject, but he wasn't.
What he didn't expect was for her to suddenly get bold and confess it in such a successful manner.
"It's been such a short time... and in all this short period, you've given me everything I ever desired... so please, allow me to give you too what you desire. You need to research my body and the stigmas. It will allow you to access this Soul Energy. Use this energy to create a new reactor for yourself, Tony. Use it as your new element!" All of her intentions were unleashed in one go as she held his shoulders.
"You want me to experiment with you!?"
"That's the only choice... West Genetics managed to create the stigmas for Pandoras by reverse engineering my mother's body... you need to do the same with mine... You're a genius, Tony. I know you can do it without harming me."
"You have too much trust in me."
"Can't a woman trust the man she loves?" She giggled and pressed forward once again, catching him with his guard low. Even then, he refused to blush. Since she already confessed, she had nothing to lose, and Cassandra planned to use this to her utmost advantage.
When such a breathtaking naked lady, who also happens to be wet, sweet talks to you, well, you tend to blush and maybe even wet yourself a little.
"I don't know how I feel yet."
"It's about Pepper, right?"
"You're not as oblivious as I thought." He smiled. Turns out she wasn't as much of a klutz. Truthfully, what stopped him from moving forward with her wasn't the fact that he'd only known her for a week. He had slept with women he didn't know for even a day before, kept those relationships for several months until he got bored or they started to demand too much—whichever happened first.
The abuse she suffered was a factor but not that deterministic. The way she openly seduced him showed that she was well over that experience.
The real problem was Pepper.
"I can wait for your answer. I won't lose to her, Tony."
She walked to her wardrobe and took some black thong, a black bra, and a dry shirt of his. Then, in front of him, she bent down, and all that beautiful pink flesh was visible at that moment.
Oh, for the gods... I-it's not a monster down there, it's... a treasure. His hands shivered and his self-control suffered immense damage.
She drew all the curves, moved alluringly, changed the right angle, lifted her leg to expose more flesh—everything so calculated.
Cassandra knew what she was doing. While slipping her thong up to the limit, almost constricting her flesh into a 'w' shape in her thong, she knew what she was doing.
When she put on her bra right in front of him, fixing it and squeezing her breasts just to see if they were properly placed, she knew what she was doing.
When she put on her shirt and left it unbuttoned, she knew what she was doing.
The woman said she wasn't going to be defeated, and it wasn't only words—she had pulled out the big guns.
"Come~" She pulled him to the bathroom to brush their teeth. Today would be a long day... and a long torture.