Marvel One Shots

Bruce x Jessica

****WARNING!! This chapter contains strong sexual scenes! You've been warned!****

"Come on Banner, how will you know if you don't try?" I ask

He's so stubborn. We're arguing over tea by the way. I'm drinking herbal orange and he's hell bent on his peace mint. Which I understand, it's good stuff but this herbal orange is right next to it

"I'll try it another time Jessica," he chuckles putting down the New Yorker

"You also haven't tried fighting big me yet, when's that gonna happen?" I ask. To clarify, I can become gigantic. My "hero" name is Gigantica. He shakes his head and stands up with his now empty mug

"That's never going to happen. If I can take down a Chitari carrier thing, I could easily," he enunciated this next word, "easily, kill you." He sighs. He hates going Hulk mode but I find it interesting how him and the big guy can communicate. One body, two minds

I stand up with my empty cup as well and stand next to him at the counter, our shoulders pressed together. "You uh, also haven't tried that OTHER thing we sort of discussed.." I smirk, turning towards him and looping one of my fingers in his belt hoop. He breathes out a chuckle, shaking his head

"Jess, you know I can't physically do that. He'll.." he trails off

"You do know that I become almost equal size to him at ANY given moment, right? I can handle it." I smirk. He looks at me for a few moments. If you haven't gathered yet, him and I are kind of a thing. By that, we're partners in the Avengers who occasionally hook up to let off some extra steam. He shakes his head, frustrated in thought

"How do you know if you don't try.." I half whisper, giving him puppy dog eyes. Sure we've fooled around but we always stop because he's afraid he'll hurt me. Understandable honestly but I know in my soul I can handle it, handle HIM

He sighs in defeat, grabbing my hand and pulling me with him to the Hulk room. Tony and Bruce designed it to withstand the Hulk. It's bigger than a Major League Baseball stadium, bullet proof, sound proof, bomb proof, and most importantly, Hulk proof

"Jarvis turn off all cameras in the Green Room." Bruce speaks to nothingness as we speed walk to the room. "And deny any access from the outside."

"Right away sir." Jarvis speaks

We reach the room within minutes and Bruce swipes his card allowing us in. The many doors, each about 2 feet in thickness, closed and locked right behind us. Bruce got to the last door and started taking his shirt and shoes off. I took my shoes off, waiting for him

"Now, are we fighting or ..?" I ask tying my black hair into a very tight bun before stretching. He doesn't answer right away, maybe he's thinking of his answer? When I look back at him, he has a smirk on his face and his skin was already turning a shade of green

"Both." He states. I watch as his skin turns green, his body grows massive with muscles and pure energy. He near yelled the entire transformation, his voice going from normal to a gravelly one. I bit my lip and focused on my transformation. This is really happening. I'm about to fight the big man and possibly screw him too. Before I knew it, I was almost the same size as him, less bulging muscles as I have a female petite body obviously but you get the picture. Also I'm not green. My clothes expand with me, mostly, but cover what they need to

I take my stance across from him and he yells out, ready to let lose for once. Then we go at it. He charges at me, digging up the ground below him as he does so. Yes we left the ground bare soil but the walls are buried about half a mile into the earth so we're good. I run at him and we collide in an embrace. Not a loving embrace though if that's what you're thinking

We twist and we turn, trying to take down the other. I feel like he's holding back at his punches though. We throw all sorts of punches, kicks, hell we threw tractor tires at each other. I knocked him down to his knees at one point before giving him an uppercut, making him fly a few yards back. He hit the ground and laid there for a few moments, which gave me time to run over to him, crawl on top of him and start punching him all over. The chest, throat, jaw. Yes I know we shouldn't be fighting like this but, it's training. You don't hold back at training. He grabs one of my arms and twists it behind me. I yell out in pain and slammed my body against his so our chests were pressed together. He chuckles and grabbed my bun, pulling me head back. I felt a monstrous bulge form as I sat on top of him. I screamed again in pain but also a hint of pleasure this time

"Fuck, Bruce!" I yell out. He throws me off him and a couple yards to his left. I rolled onto my stomach and groaned. That hurt a bit more than expected honestly. This was actually really fun. I like fighting Hulk, I can let out all my strength without worrying about anything. I pull myself up onto my hands and knees before I feel him grab my waist with both his hands and lifting me slightly. I gasp as he adjusts me in his grip so he's only holding me with one hand, and rips the remaining of my shorts off. I hear more clothes rip and look over my shoulder to find the remainder of his pants on the ground next to him. Holy shit this is about to happen

I place my feet on the ground and raise my ass up as high as it goes, he still held me though. I sighed, knowing he's hesitant on this. So, I took charge of the situation. I jumped forward out of his grip, doing a roll onto the ground before turning on my heels towards him. The look on his face was priceless. I ran at him and tackled him to the ground once more. He glared at me as I straddled his hips, which caused me to smile. I teased him a bit by rubbing up and down him, I could feel him pulsing within seconds. I wonder if I can actually take all of him in Hulk mode. Well, we're about to find out! I quickly adjust him at my entrance before he can protest one last time and push him into me

A ripple of many sensations shot through my body. Pain, pleasure, fear, excitement. I moaned out as I took all of him in me, he groaned loudly as I did such. Then we sat there for a minute, adjusting to each other. To my surprise, he pulled me down so our chests were pressed together once more and gripped my hips tightly. He started to thrust, kind of slow for the first 3 or 4 pumps but then went crazy. He didn't hold back one bit. I did tell him I could handle it. I dig my nails into the earth and moan against his chest as he pounds into me, stretching me, destroying me

I felt him pulse more and more inside me, his grip on my hips tightened and I knew what was happening. His groaning/moaning got slightly louder, he was about to finish. To be honest, so was I. My walls tightened and I felt the same sensation in my lower region as I always do. He moaned loudly as we climaxed at the same time, I moaned just as loud. He let go of his grip on me, but I stayed plastered to him in a sweaty heap. Our breathing was raged. After a few minutes, his body started to transform back to normal size. I controlled my shrinking to match his and within seconds we were normal size again. I was still plastered to his chest and straddling him

"Told you I could handle it." I smirk, sitting up to look at him. He chuckles, looking up at me

"I think I'll try that tea now."