The Hidden Stash

B. Banner | Doctor's Out

Contains: Bottom!Reader, blood, rough sex, extreme pain kink, gore?

Power: Healing cause shii.. u gon need it
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Y/n L/n, the secret doctor for the Avengers. After the war with Thanos (which the Avengers won cause fuck that) it was needed. When you first arrived you were so overwhelmed and tired that you nearly fell asleep standing up, good thing Bruce was there to save you from toppling over.

After that, you and Bruce became close buddies. Especially since he was the one to get hurt most often, but you think it's cause he developed a crush on you. Throughout the years, you've both gotten closer to the point he'd openly flirt and cuddle with you.

One day though, instead of helping others... you had to help yourself.

—TS—

Today was normal as ever. You had to stitch up Tony cause his project backfired and lacerated his arm. Then Peter came in with a huge bruise and bloody nose but wouldn't explain anything about how he got it. Other than that there wasn't much happening. After a few hours of debating your life choices, you decided to tell JARVIS that you were going to go training and to announce that to anyone who may need you. He complied and you headed downstairs to the training room.

Changing into a muscle shirt and athletic shorts, you turned on some music and started some boxing. The headphones blast heavy metal in your ears making you unaware of the eyes which watch you. Nearly an hour passes before your phone dies and the music stops, so with a groan you begrudgingly pack up your stuff. You quickly look around to see if you forgot anything before your eyes land on a sleeping gray-haired male sitting by the doorway. Huh? What's Bruce doing here?

You walk over toward the male and tap his shoulder, he jumps with a start and gasps. His startled face makes you laugh, "Morning sunshine!" He groans and wipes his face with his hands. You sit down in front of him, leaning against your arms behind you, "Whatcha doing here? It's not exactly a comfortable place for a nap." You chuckle.

He laughs a bit as well, "Well I was waiting for you to finish, JARVIS told me you'd be here. I was hoping you'd help me..." You stare at him in disbelief while the latter watches the sweat fall down your arms with a hint of lust, quickly blinking it away before you can comment on it.

You groan, "You... are so stupid." You shake your head and stand up, holding out your hand for him to take. Pulling him up you ask, "What did you need me for?" He watches sweat fall down the side of your face and down your neck, his attention clearly not on anything except you.

Bruce shifts uncomfortably, "The cut from my thigh opened up, the stitches broke..." He rubs the back of his neck with shame.

You roll your eyes and turn around towards the locker room, "Alright, let me get changed. I'll see you at your office then." He nods and limps away, you glance back and see him cover his flushed face.

After changing, you go to your office and grab a med kit before heading to his. Knocking on the door you announce your arrival, "It's Y/n" You state, after a moment or two the door opens and he smiles, "Come on in." With a nod, you walk in and set down your stuff. You motion for him to lay on his stomach on the reclining chair in front of you. He lays down and turns his head towards you with a grin, you just roll my eyes, "You're really making me take off your pants for you?" His eyes widen as if he just realized that, but you sigh and do it anyway. His ears go bright red and he shoves his face in his arms.

Slowly but sensually you strip him of his pants till he lay only in his boxers. You watch as his muscles tense and contract at the feeling of your hands on him. His neck goes red too and his nails dig into his arms. The sight makes you excited and you feel your body begin to warm.