With a taste of her medicine!

The genie snapped her fingers with an excited grin, the sound echoing oddly across the dunes.

Tony looked down, expecting to see his body healing. Bruises fading, cuts sealing, the shrapnel prickling at his heart vanishing.

But there was nothing.

He looked up, a question on his lips, only to have something warm and soft pressed to his face. Two somethings.

Obeying an ancient instinct, his mouth opened to lick and suck at the smooth flesh that somehow smelled and tasted faintly of blue-raspberry candy. As two slender arms encircled his shoulders and held him close, he sagged into the embrace, savoring the physical and emotional connection with another human. Tony had gone months without any positive contact or conversation aside from Yinsen— and aside from his obvious maleness, he was a doctor, not a lover.

It soothed his soul a surprising amount, Melody practically exuded an aura of comfort and safety. It filled a need he didn't know he had. He'd been with women who had breasts of the same size— or larger!— but it had always been an aggressive act on his part. It was often just Tony drawing pleasure out from his lady of the evening, a prelude or a sideshow to the main event.

Tony nearly laughed. Maybe that journalist was onto something when she accused me of having an Oedipus complex. Can't imagine why, her rack wasn't half as great as this...

After a minute, a rubbery nipple was guided between his dry lips, the silver piercing somehow not interfering in the least. He gently bit down and sucked, eliciting a breathy moan from Melody. His mouth flooded with what could only be milk, but it might as well have been Ambrosia as far as Tony was concerned. It was smoother and sweeter than anything he'd ever tasted, with a rich texture that flowed past his tongue and down his throat with ease.

Nothing could compare, it wasn't even close.

A voice giggled in his ear and delicate fingers combed sand out of his sweaty hair as he drank, smoothing the ragged curls into a semblance of order. "Drink up Master~ I'll have you happy and healthy in no time!"

It was true, Tony could feel the sweet milk radiating warmth from his stomach, blissful relief spreading through his whole body after every mouthful. At first it was focused on sealing his wounds, both recent and half-healed, and fixing the malnutrition that had left distraction and weakness gnawing at him. The shrapnel in his chest dissolved and the arc reactor was pushed out by new skin and bone. A grinding feeling in his hip vanished as a fracture mended, and dozens of bruises and torn muscles healed, from his sore neck to his aching feet.

The sudden lack of pain and returned clarity of thought was enough to bring a tear to his eye. Then he gasped around the breast in his mouth as the milk kept working to improve him.

Tony had known since he was a teenager that he was rich and powerful enough that he could get away with being a slovenly gremlin of a man and still attract plenty of women. It was his pride that kept him committed to a workout routine and diet so he could stay lean and fit. For the most part. Sometimes a project would catch his attention for a few weeks to a month, but he always got back into shape soon after. Either on his own or with the help of Pepper and JARVIS.

It meant he was confident in knowing it wasn't just his wealth and influence that drew people to him— it was also his roguish charm and unparalleled genius. His humility couldn't hurt either.

Except, all that effort would be unnecessary from now on. Melody made sure of it.

Power flowed through Tony's bones and muscles, making them denser and stronger as they swelled and hardened. His thoughts cleared to a razor sharp focus and he felt lightning racing through his nerves, heightening his senses. His fingers tightened their grip on Melody's waist, the silky texture of her skin feeling even more amazing than before.

The sound of tearing fabric reached his ears and light fell on his sun-starved skin, but he could hardly care. It was painless, not even uncomfortable, blissful really, feeling his ragged clothes falling away from his enhanced body like broken chains.

If not for how he had literally fought his way out of a prison and lifted off on a pillar of flame half an hour ago, he'd say he had never felt more free.

Overcome with the urge to move, Tony unlatched from the nipple and hopped to his feet, the genie floating out of his way with a smile. Then he leapt to the top of the sand dune, crossing several vertical yards in a single easy bound and leaving the tattered remains of his clothing behind. He didn't stumble as the sand shifted out from under his feet at the landing, he simply drank in the landscape with new eyes.

The desert valley opened up to him. He saw the smoking remains of the Ten Rings camp on the northern horizon. Miles of sprawling sand dunes. An abandoned village in the eastern mountains.

And several helicopters heading this general direction. Still at least an hour or more out, he judged by the way they were zigzagging in a search pattern. They must have seen the smoke and his triumphant flight to freedom.

Tony laughed in unrestrained joy. It was as if the months of **** were a fading nightmare. He'd been reborn and more help was on the way.

He laughed again as he realized he was standing naked on a sand dune, an inch or two taller and built like an Adonis. With an absolutely massive erection standing at attention. "This is incredible!" He called down at Melody joyfully. "You— your magic, it's real!" His normal cocky eloquence failed him.

"Yep~" Melody drifted after him and nodded proudly, her eyes roving over her Master. "Better than new, just like you wished for!" She teasingly flicked a finger at his erection and grinned up at him as it twitched. "See?"

"Yeah..." He chuckled as he flexed, basking under the sunlight and Melody's gaze. "I feel like a supersoldier. But... Also still myself, like I was meant to be like this from the start." He mused to himself, then looked the genie in the eye.

"Thank you, Melody."

The genie blushed and ducked her head to the side. "I was just doing as you wished of me! You don't have to thank— mmph..."

She melted into the impulsive kiss Tony gave her, immediately letting his tongue in to dominate her mouth and welcoming his hands on her body. She even wiggled and grinded her soft belly against his shaft, cooing as he groaned and pulled her in tighter.

When their lips separated, Tony expected to be slightly out of breath. Instead he felt exhilarated as he grinned at the blushing and panting genie in his arms.

"Though... I do have one question." He said.

She took a second to blink and calm herself. "Ah? Oh. You may ask me anything Master!"

"When I wished to be perfectly healthy, was the... method you chose the most effective?" He grinned and squeezed gently so she would know he was merely curious, not mad.

Melody had a look like she'd been stealing from a cookie jar. "Well, nooo... It was very effective..." Her hand groped his toned ass cheek like it was from a marble statue. "But it would have been faster to just immediately heal you. And if you had been more injured I would have!" She added.

"The miracle milk was just for fun, then?"

"Uhm, yes? It's something I enjoy and you gave me some leeway on how to heal you so..." She gave a bright smile and pressed her breasts into him. "I did what would be most pleasurable for both of us!"

"And it also served to be a lesson on how I need to be specific with my wishes?"

"That too..." She winked. "I'd never go against your will or harm you and yours. But I can be mischievous now and then~"

"Noted. I'll know to be more careful from now on." Deciding to play coy, he said, "I was the one who rubbed your lamp, that means you serve me right?" A warm possessiveness filled him as he held her close. Not love, he didn't think, but more than normal lust. "Only me?"

"Uh-huh!" She nodded with seemingly her whole body, her pierced nipples dragging through his slight chest hair without catching, only teasing and tickling. "So long as you own the Lamp, you own me~"

"And as a... Sex genie, you said? Does that mean you're up for some fun in the sun?" He waggled his eyebrows. That earned some tittering from Melody, more out of humor than arousal. Hey, he'd been stuck in a ****-cave for months without a pretty face in sight! It's not his fault he was a little rusty.

"Ooh~" Melody purred. "Do you wanna take me right here in the open for anyone to see? You're doing pretty well as a Master so far." She lowered to a scandalized stage-whisper. "My last one was super boring at first. His wife and I had to drag him into a threesome!"

He almost agreed... Until he remembered that time on the beach with the swimsuit models in Hawaii. "Actually, how about we use a bed this time. Sand gets everywhere." He pointed to the distant dots that were helicopters. "And we're on a bit of a time limit. That should be my ride home."

Melody had a moue of disappointment before she winced at the idea of coarse and rough sand in sensitive places. "Oh, yeah. Here, Master." She reached out to take his hand in hers. "Join me in my Lamp so we can get properly acquainted~ I promise it's much more comfortable than this desert, basically a love nest in there." She nodded to the horizon. "I can make it so we'll know right before your help arrives."

Tony looked down at his toned and rejuvenated body, then up at Melody's bright and honest smile. And then down at the innocently shining Lamp in the remains of his armor. A hint of uneasiness arrived like a stormcloud in an attempt to ruin his mood.

He'd just escaped.

The genie noticed his ****. "Hey, no need to worry, the Lamp only has room for one genie at a time— and I'm not giving this up anytime soon!" She bounced in the air as she led him down the dune, smile teasing. "Trust me! It'll be finneee..."