A/N! This chapter involves adult themes, specifically explicit sexual acts. You must be 18 or older before reading on. Otherwise please skip this chapter.

Chapter 7 – War Machine Part 1, 2011 (WARNING!)

Rhodey sat in a bar, beer in hand, a few blocks down from his apartment in the Baxter Building. He was watching the baseball game on the TV hanging behind the bar. He sipped the beer idly as he watched.
"Another?" he asked the barman, who nodded and moved away to collect another bottle.
"Downing your sorrows, Colonel?" a European voice said from behind him.
He turned and saw the same woman from inside the Armoury. He regarded her with obvious suspicion.
"What's your name?"
"You can call me Madame Masque."
Rhodey nodded, "Right...Madame Masque, of course," he said. He turned back to the TV and continued to watch the game, while the blonde sat beside him, and picked up the new beer. "Excuse me?" Rhodey asked.

The blonde just smirked at him.
Rhodey sighed and looked back to the game, "What do you want?" he asked, "Obviously you're interested in me, or the suit, so which is it?"
"Can it not be both?" she asked, her hand going to his thigh, and brushing up the inside slowly.
Rhodey shifted a little, his ears perked up and his eyes went a little wider. He found it odd that, under a brown leather jacket lined with wool, this woman was still dressed in the black – skin tight – cat suit, which hugged her body nicely.
Rhodey looked away from her again and finished his beer, ordering yet another.
The platinum blonde watched him, her hand still on his thigh. "Come on, Mister Rhodes." She purred into his ear, "Do you not have anything better to do than sit here, and drink?"
Rhodey tried to ignore her, but she was...piquing his interest in the most aggravating way. He sighed, "Who do you work for?" he asked suddenly.

Masque was taken aback, she was sure he was about to fold. "I work for a very secret organisation. You won't have heard of it."
"I'll bet I've heard of it."
Masque chuckled, "I doubt it. S.H.I.E.L.D. made it impossible to hear about us."
Rhodey frowned, "So...what?" he asked, "Why are you hear? Why are you talking to me?"
"We're just as interested in the War Machine armour as you are." Masque said, and it dawned on Rhodey.
"You want the armour?" Rhodey asked, a smile pulling at his lips.
"We do. Tony Stark has the most creative mind in the world. He, and the U.S. Government, have no right to keep this," she said, her hand roaming just slightly further up Rhodey's thigh, causing the solider and pilot to stiffen in his seat. "I know you feel the same way," she continued, purring the words in Rhodey's ear.
"It's my right. You..." Rhodey shivered suddenly, "You want the armour, and you get me too. Package deal."

Masque gave a breathy chuckle into his ear, causing Rhodey to shiver again. "I want you more than the armour." She said seductively.
That was enough for Rhodey, he stood, paid for the drinks (just left a wad of cash), and gripped Masque's wrist and dragged her from the bar.
Masque laughed and let him pull her from the bar, and gasped when she was dragged into the alleyway beside it, and thrown against the wall.
At first she thought that he was going to try and kill her, but instead he just kissed her; albeit forcefully. She found herself kissing him back, her arms going around his neck, pulling him tighter against her as her leg snaked up and around his as they kissed.
Rhodey lost count of the seconds as the passed while her soft lips sucked his and her breasts pressed against her chest.
"You want to have the power of the War Machine all the time?" the European beauty asked, kissing down Rhodey's neck as he nodded numbly. "Take my gun, and take the suit for yourself." She said.
"I'll need something to sweeten the deal for me," Rhodey managed to utter.
"Of course," Masque giggled seductively, and with that, she slowly sunk to her knees. Rhodey's eyes went wide as he was pushed around in a circle and up against the wall, as she wrenched his belt open.

"Holy shit..." Rhodey muttered.
He was definitely getting into this. In the back of his mind, he likened this to Anakin's seduction to the Dark Side in Revenge of the Sith, although, this was more like the X-Rated version of it.
Her hands were a little cold, probably a combination of the beer bottle she'd had and the crisp New York air. He groaned deeply when he felt her mouth around his member, enticing him up to his full size. He rubbed his hands together, then put them on her head and felt her bob her head along his length.
Every time a car passed, her red hair was momentarily illuminated, her red lips wrapped tightly around his coloured flesh. The site excited him and he couldn't help but thrust a little, and grinned when he heard her gag.
He laughed deeply, "Oh shit," he moaned. This was great, by far the best blow job he'd received in a long time, he closed his eyes as she hit the right spot, and grunted, "Oh yeah...That's so good." He moaned out.
Masque rolled her eyes; of course it was good, she was trying to give him the best head ever, to make sure she had his loyalty.
Suddenly he reached his climax, no word of warning, and unloaded his seed into her mouth with so much force that it overflowed from her mouth onto the dirty pavement. Masque wiped her chin and grinned up at him, "Take this." She said, and as he zipped his pants up, she unclipped her gun from her shoulder holster and passed it to him.

Rhodey took the weapon – business once again – and looked it over, blowjob long forgotten already. Admittedly; he was impressed. The gun was light, he bounced it experimentally in his hand and looked down the sights, he noticed there was a small switch near his thumb, which he presumed was the safety. He flicked it, and a laser pointer was activated. He grinned like the Cheshire Cat, and when she saw it, Masque did too.
Rhodey looked at her again, "How will I know where to go?" he asked, and Masque tapped her nose.
"We'll be in touch," she said softly and stepped past him, disappearing into the night.

**DISCLAIMER 4**

So I figure maybe a lot of you will have mixed feelings about this chapter, but I felt it was essential to the storyline because Rhodey wouldn't just turn evil now, would he?