Tony/Bruce/Loki/Strange × Reader One shots

Are you satisfied? (Bruce)

     Requested by @Kathrynisnotonfiree
               ⚠️         SMUTT        ⚠️

    Your leg twitches as you watch the Fifty shades of Gray series. You'd be lying if you said you hadn't been picturing Bruce, your boyfriend, doing these things to you. It caused your spine to involuntarily shiver. You want him. You've always wanted him, but he always refused. He explained multiple times that it wasn't you and that it was his condition, but that only made your cravings worse. Wanting something you can't have only increased your appetite. You pause the movie and cross your legs, thinking about how you can convince him otherwise.
      Slipping on your best push-up bra, one of his purple button ups, and a pair of shorts that hugged your ass, you checked yourself out in the mirror. It shouldn't be buttoned up as much. You undid the buttons just enough to show some cleavage and the lining of the bra. You tug your hair out of the pony tail, watching it frame your face. "This will be fun," you mumble biting at your lip and winking at yourself.
    Stepping out of your door you strut down to the lab. You could feel the eyes of your co-workers, but who gives a shit? Oh thats right, not you. You push the glass doors open and walk over to Bruce's desk. Leaning on it you twiddle with his pencils waiting for him to look at you. "Hey, Y/n," he says writing numbers and all that jazz onto his papers, not looking at you. Tony on the other hand was enjoying the view. His eyes rack over your body and he smirks.
     "How are you doing, beautiful?" Tony flirts and sends you a wolf whistle. You didn't even look over to him as you stare at Bruce waiting for him.
    "Not for you," you state firmly and bite your lip as Bruce stops writing to exaim his work. He pushes his glasses up and looks up to you. His breath hitches and he exaims your body. "Like what you see?" Seeing his face turn fifty shade darker, you sit on his desk and twirl a strand of your hair.
    "Y/n. Y-your- um, heh..." he stutters and forces his eyes to your face. "Beautiful," he finishes and stands, moving some papers to another table. You sigh and glance over to Tony as if telling him to leave for a second. He nods with a smirk plastered across his face and gives you a wink. He scurries out of the room and your eyes find their way back to Bruce. His back is towards you and he is scribbling more stuff onto something.
    Hopping off the desk, you walk over and trail your hands up his back and to his shoulders. "How is your day going, doc?" You say, with a seductive edge in your voice. You can feel his muscled tense under yours and he lets out a shakey breath.
    "It's going great," he mumbles and stops writing as your fingers start to massage his shoulders. He exhales heavily and hangs his head trying not to give in to your little stunt. "What are you doing?" He asks turning around, grabbing your arms and moving them off his shoulders. You bite your lip and look down, knowing what is coming.
     "I know what you're going to say, but..." you pause and look back up to him with round eyes. "I can't hold off any longer Bruce. I need you," you say and stare into his gentle chocolate eyes. He legs go of your hands and they immeaditly find their way to his chest and up to his neck. He stares down at you as your arms trail around his neck, pulling you onto your tippy toes. You trail small kisses up his neck and get closer to his ear. "I know, you want me too," you whisper. A low growl bubbles up into his throat as you whisper this and he pins you to the desk causing you to let go of him with a jolt. His body presses and towers over yours and he lets out a shakey breath, trying to control his self.
     "This is dangerous," he says and closes his eye, keeping you pinned. You smirk, knowing you got him where you want him.
    "I'm not scared." Your hands cup the side of his face, causing his eyes too open slowly.
    "One wrong move and you could die." He grabs your hand and kisses it. You hum and bite your lip.
    "Thats a risk I'm willing to take." He sighs knowing you wont give up on him and he if is being honest it's kind of a turn on.
    "I won't enter you..." he says and kisses your neck leaving small hickeys. You whine and wrap your arms around him. "But I will play," he whispers in your ear. Your eyebrows knit together, but when his hands roam down your stomach and brush against your clothed womenhood you moan softly. "Lets take this to my room." You nod in agreement, proud that you finally got him out to play.
    The door to his room clicks shut behind him and he kisses you, causing you to push yourself against him. His hands grip onto your ass pulling you off the ground. Your legs find their way around his waist as you gasp into the kiss. He pushes him tounge inside of your mouth and he plays with your tounge. Feeling him grow harder against you, causes a moan to escape your lips. Your hands intangle into his already messy hair, feeling his locks between your fingers. His grips your thighs and he walks you to the bed. Feeling your heat against him, he growls and crawls
ontop of you. You buck your hips againsg his and he moans into the kiss. He pulls back, causing you to bite his lower lip. He growls and prys your legs off of him, which is pretty hard to do. "Bruce,"
   "Close your eyes," he commands standing from the bed. You sigh and do as your told, not wanting to give up now that you got him here. His hands grab your ankles pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. "Keep them closed," he mumbles as his fingers trails along your shorts and tugs them off, leaving you in your lacy undergarments. He suddenly get silent, causing you to laugh softly.
    "Like what you see, darling?" You question. His finger glide up your legs rubbing against you, causing a sharp moan to escape your lips. "Bruce," you moan softly and rub your knees together.  He growls and grabs your leg yanking it down. You yelp at this as you feel something rather silky wrap around your ankle tieing it to the post. "Are you restraining me?" You question feeling your stomach flutter with butterflies. He repeats the action with the other foot and crawls back onto the bed.
     "Who me?" He says huskily into your ear. You shiver and bite your lip. His hands trail down the button up that your wearing and his fingers start to go to work on he buttons. He pulls the shirt open revealing your breasts and bra. He runs his pointer and middle fingers between your boobs, before he nips at your collar bone, leaving hickeys and bruises in his wake. Your body arches slightly, wanting more from the man who had left it unattended for alittle too long. "You really do want me, don't you?" He whispers against your skin as his fingers begin to pick at the fabrics of your under wear.
    "Bruce," you moan softly, wanting him now. His hand trails under your panties and grips your heat, causing you to moan softly.
    "You're already so wet, Y/n..." he says and slides his middle finger through your folds making you moan sharply. "Good." He growls and kisses your neck. Your body jerks as you try to rub your knees together with no avail. He rubs his finger over your clit, causing you to squirm at his touch. "Is this what you wanted?" He coes and continues to play with your clit.  Goose bumps trail up your arms as his breath grazes over your ear. You bite your lip to keep yourself from moaning. "To tremble under my touch," he states moving his pointer and middle fingers  enters you. "To feel the long awaited ecstasy of release," he says and his fingers in and out of you, causing you to pant and kick at the restraints.
     "B-Bruce," you plead and tremble besides him. He continues to pump and curl his fingers inside of you. Gripping at the sheets and driving your head back into the matress you bite your lip trying to hold on as long as you can.
    "Do you want release?" He asks.
    "Yes," you moan and can feel your body heating immensely. "Please, Bruce." You bite your lip and tighten around his fingers. They pump deeper inside of you and stretch you out.

   "Then release, Y/n," he whispers, feeling you clench and swuirm around him. In a matter of second his name becomes a stumbling mess from your lips, as you feel the ecstasy of release push in and out of you. Your legs go numb as he lets your ride out your high.  He pulls his fingers out of you and you whimper opening your eyes, seeing him fully clothed and smirking. "Satified?" You whimper and look away from him feeling embarrassed. He chuckles and cups your face turning it back towards his. He kisses your lips sweetly and smiles.
    "I didn't know you were so..." you trail off staring at him. "Freaky." You finish still panting from him. His cheeks hint pink and he smirks.
    "Well, whenever your disabled to use your little man, you have to get creative," he chuckles and starts untying you.
     "We should do this again sometime," you say and sit up watching him go to work on the restraints, noticing they are some of his ties.

A/n]
    Here is an explanation of why Bruce can't fuck you. If Bruce were to cum inside of you the radiation of his sperm would kill you AND if his heart rate gets too high he Hulks out. Just imagine being f-ed by BB and he Hulks out inside of you, ripping you in half. This is the reason why I don't normally do smutt with Bruce, but if you peeps really want it then I can try to do it. (^-^)'"