Edited 6/16


Two Months Ago...

I looked at Bruce, unsure of what to ask or expect, and wondering how we would we know if it worked. He'd just injected himself with a serum that, if successful, would suppress The Other Guy for a few hours. Tonight, Bruce and I would conduct the final experiment and determine if it truly worked.

Bruce took a deep breath. "I feel The Other Guy in there like I usually do, but it feels slightly different. I-I can't exactly explain it."

"Different in a good way, or a bad way?" I asked.

"I'm not sure, but it might be a good thing."

"Do you...do you want to find out?"

"Absolutely."

Bruce smiled and kissed me. We stood in a bedroom in Stark Tower. Tony, who anticipated this day, renovated one of the rooms in the R&D floor to into a bedroom. His reasoning? 'If you and the big guy try to lambada in the sheets and he hulks out, he'll end up smashing my stuff and not yours. I can replace all the lab equipment. You can't replace the memories and sentimental junk in your apartment.'

As Bruce held my waist, Tony's voice entered my head again. 'Both of you are those quiet types. You know, all reserved until they get riled up. I figured you'd be freaky in the bedroom. You're going to need all the space you can get. It's been a long time for both of you, hasn't it? You look like a screamer. You're a screamer, aren't you?"

My heart pounded when Bruce broke the kiss. I looked up at him, my bottom lip under my front teeth. The pulse monitor on his wrist gave a small beep. For now, he was still even.

"I'm not sure how well this is going to work." Bruce ran his thumb against my cheek, "If it even does work."

I played with one of his shirt buttons, "I hope it does."

"Me too. Are you scared?"

My head bowed. On our one year anniversary, Bruce's pulse got too high when I kissed him. The Other Guy hurt me accidentally and I ended up with stitches, bruises, and a fractured wrist. I hoped, no, I prayed that the serum Bruce and Tony made would work.

Bruce lifted my chin, "We'll start out easy, okay?"

His lips pressed firmly against mine while his hands ran down my back to my bottom. I leaned into him, our mouths working together, his stubble ticking my chin in the way I always loved. He squeezed my bottom and I smiled into our kiss.

"Addison, do you want to speed things up a little?"

"Please."

I must have sounded desperate because he grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. Bruce's mouth moved to the base of my neck. Moans and whimpers escaped my throat with every nip and suck he administered to my skin. My eyes rolled shut. I knotted my hand in his curls and begged him not to stop. His hand squeezed my right breast and I worked to unbutton his shirt with shaky hands. His tongue grazed a particularly sensitive piece of skin and I cried out.

"Is something wrong?" He asked.

Before I could tell him just what he was doing to me, he repeated the action. My legs grew weak. He knew exactly what he'd done, and that he was slowly winding me up. He pulled my leggings to my ankles. I stepped out of them, then slid his shirt past his shoulders and watched it join mine on the floor. My fingers fumbled with his belt and unfastened his pants. His erection threatened to burst from his briefs. The beeps of his monitor increased. I dropped to my knees.

Bruce groaned, "Ads...what are you doing?"

"Nothing, Dr. Banner. Just exploring your anatomy." I smiled when he sucked in a breath. His rigid member twitched. I dipped my hand past his waistband and freed him, pulling his briefs past his knees. "Tell me, have you fantasized about me?"

"Addison!"

His tone was harsh as his monitor beeped rapidly. My head shot up. I looked at him, unsure if I'd gone too far with my actions. "Do we need to stop?"

"I don't think so, Ads." Bruce held up his wrist so I could see. His pulse was past his danger zone, and there was no sign that the Hulk would cut in. I searched his eyes. They were still brown. "It's working."

"I'll be damned." I smiled at him.

"To answer your question, yes. I have fantasized about you."

"Oh?" I raised my eyebrows. My fingers traced his now throbbing member. Taking him into my hand, I brought my mouth close to his skin. "Was it cliché?"

Bruce sucked in a breath. His eyes closed behind his glasses. "Yes...but you made such a beautiful nurse."

"How traditional."

"Ads...stop teasing me."

"What's the magic word?" I purred.

"Please." I barely got him into my mouth, when he pulled himself out and helped me to my feet. He removed his glasses. "Ads, I can't do this."

"What's wrong?"

"I need you now."

Before I could ask what he meant, Bruce ripped the monitor off and slammed his mouth against mine. Our teeth met for a moment, followed by our lips and tongues. His quickly unfastened my bra, my nipples hardening at the feeling of cool air around them. He stepped out of his briefs and lifted me up. My legs wrapped around his waist, his member pressed against my bottom. I cried out when his mouth found my breast. He walked us over to the bed and rested my back against the comforter.

"Are you comfortable?"

I nodded. His fingers curled around my underwear and yanked them past my hips. Bruce kissed his way up my stomach and chest until his lips settled again on mine. He nestled himself between my legs, his member rubbing against my clit. It took everything in my power not to shift my hips to grant him entry. I pulled away and smiled at him. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

I giggled.

"What?"

"I can't believe this is happening."

"Me either." He kissed the tip of my nose and looked into my eyes. "I've wanted you for so long, Addison. I know you've waited for me, too. As much as I want to take you this second, I have to ask. Are you sure you want to do this?"

I stared at him. I'd never been more positive about anything in my life. "Yes, I'm sure. I really, really, need you, Bruce."

"In that case, I'll give you a choice. If you want to make love, we will. But, if you want to fuck, we can definitely do that."

"Bruce..."

"So, tell me..." Bruce kissed my ear and whispered, "What do you want me to do to you, Addison?"

My body trembled beneath him. His voice made me ache for relief. I gave an inward moan, knowing what I wanted but I couldn't say it. He'd left me speechless. My face flushed. Bruce understood. His right hand disappeared between my legs and into my already wet heat. My hips bucked at the feeling of his index and middle fingers inside me. I threw my head back the moment his thumb skillfully rubbed my clit. I gripped the comforter. If he continued this way, I was going to come.

He chuckled at my desperation. "Aww, Ads. As much as I want to take you this second, I need to make sure you're warmed up first. Besides, just because you want to be fucked, doesn't mean I shouldn't play with you first." He removed his fingers from me and stuck them in his mouth. "You taste amazing." He lowered his head between my legs.

I arched my back and cried out at the feeling of his tongue against my sex. "Stop teasing me..."

Bruce stopped, his voice thick with arousal as he spoke. "Do you want me inside you now?"

I nodded.

"No, not good enough. I asked you if you wanted me."

"Fuck me," I begged. "I need you."

"What's the magic word?"

I swore at myself for teasing him the same way just moments before. "Please."

Bruce moved up my body and positioned himself between my legs. I tasted myself on his tongue as he kissed me carefully. He aligned himself with my center. "I want to know if you feel as amazing as you taste."

Tired of talking and desperate to feel him, I whined and bucked my hips. I wanted him now. I needed him now.

"A little eager, Addison?"

"You have no idea," I breathed.

"Oh, but I think I do." Bruce eased himself inside me. My walls stretched to let him in. Once he bottomed out, he kissed my nose. "How's that?"

"So much better."

He pulled out, then pushed his hips forward once more. I watched him close his eyes and hiss through his teeth. He smiled down at me. "I forgot how good this feels."

"Me too. You're not the only one who hasn't had sex in a while," I reminded. Bruce was my first boyfriend in three sexless years.

That reminder seemed to spark Bruce. "Good thing we found each other, huh, Nurse Addison?"

Bruce pulled back and thrust in much rougher than the first time. I'd be lying if I said that didn't feel good. I held onto his shoulders and attempted to match his pace. After a few thrusts, he grabbed my left thigh and pushed it back. I welcomed the new angle, reveling in how much deeper it allowed him to go. It wasn't long before Bruce pounded into me. With each shove of his hips, mine rose to meet his. It surprised me just how dominant Bruce was in bed. I guess Tony was right. We gasped and moaned as our bodies rocked together. The friction between our bodies made my heart beat faster. Bruce kissed and nipped at my breasts.

"God, you feel good!" He drove deep and quick, determined to get both of us off.

I felt heat rise in the pit of my stomach. "Bruce, I'm gonna—"

"Me...too."

Bruce flipped us over. I sat on top of him, taking his member completely inside me. His fingers grazed my nipples. I suddenly felt exposed. Bracing my hands on either side of his head, I rode Bruce at a quick and even pace. His hands held my bottom, firmly pushing me down while he rose his hips to thrust into me. I tossed my head back and Bruce kissed my breast.

I leaned forward. "I love you, Bruce."

"I love you too, Addison." Bruce looked up at me. "I love you so much."

"I'm so...close."

He pulled my body against his. He held my bottom with one hand and laced his fingers in my hair with his other. Bruce placed his mouth on the base of my neck. I moaned at the feeling of his tongue against my skin. His thrusts grew more erratic. I struggled to match his pace. We were both so close to coming. Without warning, Bruce bit down on my skin, pushed my hips down firmly and shoved himself deep inside me. I immediately came hard. Bruce released my neck. My walls clenched around him. My back arched. I couldn't make out words. All that left my throat was a scream.

"Addison!" Bruce reached his release. He groaned and spilled himself inside me.

Our bodies slowed to a stop. As I dismounted Bruce, I realized I had never come that hard before. We stared up at the ceiling for a moment, allowing our heart rates to return to normal. Bruce covered our entwined legs with a blanket.

"Bruce?" I sat up on my elbows. "I-I know this is a silly thing to ask but..."

"But?"

"Did we just have sex?"

Bruce nodded once. "We just had sex."

We looked at each other and grinned. Still lost in our post-sex haze, we kissed lazily, both of us sweaty, flushed, and content. I curled into him and rested my head on his chest. Our legs entwined.

"I never thought I'd say this," Bruce began, "but Tony's right. You are a screamer."

I lightly hit him.

"I'm sorry if I was a little too dominant. It's been years. I guess I just lost—"

"Don't apologize. That was perfect. I...I needed that just as much as you did. I'm just glad we got to do that."

"Me too. I can't believe it worked."


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