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Neighbor Next Door - Stephen Strange/ Female OC

18+| minors dni

Summary: anna had always thought the doctor next door was attractive. and one interaction left her itching to get more of him.

Tags: age gap (25F & 40M), cheating (but not in the way you’d think), strong language, smut.

Chapter 16: Doctor Strange.

stephen didn’t have the energy or mental capacity to think about whatever it was that wanda was going on about. all he cared about right now was anna.

he texted sam as soon as he got home.

stephen: is anna okay?

sam responded instantly, which he was grateful for. sam always showed up when he was needed. he was lucky to have him.

sam: she said she was sad because no matter how competent men are they’re always the same 😬

stephen’s brows knitted together as he read the text.

stephen: did something happen?

sam: yeah she’s upset about the whole christine thing. and it reminded her of other bad times in the past that’s probably why she’s so upset.

stephen sighed to himself. there was nothing he could do or say to make it up to her.

stephen: i’m so sorry, sam.

sam: you gotta apologize to her man

stephen: i know. but she seems so distant and i don’t wanna push her. i just don’t wanna add on to her misery and hopelessness about men being a certain way.

sam: it’s probably just temporary.

that didn’t bring him any relief. his eyes stung and tears rolled down his cheeks. he kept his phone aside and cupped his face in his hands, sobbing softly.

he felt so hopeless. he didn’t know what to do.

the more he pondered over it, he realized there was no point in deliberately doing things to try and get her to forgive him. because this was just him trying to satisfy his ego once again. she would have to do that in her own time.

meanwhile, he should be nice to her just for the sake of being nice. because he cared. but he needed to give her space as well.

he needed to respect her and stop thinking about his own ego so much.

he let a couple days pass with no contact with anna, although he kept checking in on her through sam.

eventually, he decided maybe it was the right time to do something, extend a hand of friendship, or just to put a smile on her face.

that afternoon, anna was interrupted as she was working with a ring on her front door. she got up and answered the door, surprised to see a smiling young boy holding flowers.

“ms. anna bailey?”

“that’s me.”

“these are for you. from stephen strange.”

anna’s eyes widened and a soft blush tinted her cheeks. she grabbed the flowers and signed off, thanking the boy.

lavenders.

how did he know? she didn’t remember mentioning she loved lavenders.

she picked out the little card and read his note, a smile creeping up on her face.

beautiful flowers for the most beautiful woman i know. your scent smells of lavender. and i remember you telling me about your favourite lavender lotion and how much you love lavender early gray. so i took a shot in the dark and thought maybe you’d like this. this is not me asking you to forgive me. i just hope this puts a smile on your face.

- hopefully still your favourite doctor, strange.

anna’s eyes lit up and she couldn’t help squeal in delight. she was blushing profusely. how was he so sweet? she only remembered faintly ever mentioning the lavender lotion and tea. it was so quick she didn’t even remember telling him that. and he picked up on her scent?

anna carefully undid the bouquet and snipped off the ends of the flowers before filling up a vase with water and settling them inside. she admired them, a huge smile on her face.

it was pretty sad but she’d literally never received flowers before.

“alright doctor strange” she giggled to herself as she went to his contact. “i’ll unblock you, you smooth talking asshole.”

she loved that he called himself that, referencing to the very first time they’d spoken.

she unblocked the man and typed out a message, but she didn’t want to seem too excited just yet.

anna: thanks for the flowers!

she contemplated whether she should add on more but decided against it and just sent that text over, biting her lip.

stephen was tending to his own flowers. the ones anna had tossed to his feet in justifiable rage. he’d taken them inside that day and put them in a vase, grateful that they were still salvageable. he didn’t want them to go to waste. he too, had never received flowers in the entire 40 years he’d been alive. it wasn’t even something he ever thought about. he’d just accepted that men just didn’t typically receive flowers.

but he loved the ones anna got him.

he checked his phone as it buzzed, his chest fluttering in delight as anna’s name popped up.

he quickly read her e text, his smile growing wider.

it was a small text but definitely better than nothing.

he typed out his message carefully.

stephen: the pleasure’s all mine. i hope you like them. having you been feeling okay since the dinner?

anna debated whether she should respond. she decided not to. she’d gone back enough times. maybe he should do the back breaking now.

but she couldn’t get over how elated she felt over the flowers. she didn’t know he paid so much attention.

“oh stephen” anna sighed. why was he so perfect? but also such an idiot sometimes?

she was a little excited to see what he’d do next but she wondered if she’d still ever be able to get past the fact that he’d gone back to christine.

although in all fairness, she’d gone back to marc, too. they hadn’t had sex but they weren’t exactly being platonic with each other.

which reminded her, she had to get dressed and head to the club with marc tonight.

while anna was at the club, stephen had just left work and was sat in his car. he took some time to pretty much just sit there, decompressing after a long day of work.

he pulled out his phone and spread his legs, laying back as he scrolled mindlessly. it was becoming more and more of a problem.

he clicked on sam’s story. he wasn’t sure what he was expecting but it was definitely not a video of anna grinding against marc in a club.

stephen watched the story over and over, as if what was happening on the screen would change the more he watched it.

he clicked through his stories and noticed what club they were in.

stephen closed his phone and laid his head back, letting out a frustrated sigh. for a moment, he had a crazy idea. and it was to walk into that club and beg anna to take him back.

that was crazy, wasn’t it? crashing into the club like that?

stephen found himself thinking about it more and more.

was he really considering this? but then again, was it really that crazy?

it was absolutely crazy for him to invite christine over. why couldn’t he do something crazy if it meant fighting for anna?

besides, he knew he could treat anna better than marc ever could.

stephen knew if this went sideways, he wouldn’t even be able to blame it on alcohol. he was completely sober.

and yet he still found himself pulling up the club on his phone. it was only 20 minutes away and before he even knew it, stephen was driving.

stephen sighed as he parked his car.

he was too old for this. but anna was only 25. and some things would naturally be …different than they would be with older women.

he’d also realized anna was a lot younger and to be mindful of if her or her friends behaved in possibly immature ways. but despite all the potential differences and challenges, stephen just had a gnawing feeling that this was what he wanted.

stephen eventually stepped out and waited in the queue, straightening out his shirt.

he hoped he smelled decent.

stephen showed his ID and headed inside. the club was relatively smaller and so was the dance floor.

but it was extremely crowded. stephen decided to get a drink or two to build courage.

he eventually spotted sam on his second drink. he downed it and headed toward the corner of the dance floor, spotting marc and anna dancing together, marc’s hands clutching her bum.

and the way the sight of that made his heart sink, was all the confirmation he needed.

this was it.

it was now or never.

with a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins, he walked on to the dance floor and grabbed anna’s wrist, turning her around.

anna was taken aback. her breath hitched as she found himself against a tall, strong man. she was about to protest until the familiar scent hit her nose and she looked up to find a tired stephen gazing down at her.

anna was shocked that he was even here. had he been here this whole time? did sam invite him? what was happening?

stephen leant in and tucked anna’s hair behind her ear, “dance with me?”

anna felt shivers run down her skin. she was almost unable to respond. all she could do was nod.

he gently grabbed on to her waist and swayed with her, smiling as he noticed anna’s face redden.

“w-what are you doing here?” anna finallly managed to ask, gazing up at the man. he was dressed in a simple shirt and jeans but somehow still managed to look insanely hot.

“i-i saw sam’s story and i had to come here,” stephen spoke in a haze, the lights too bright against his eyes. before she could respond, he spoke up again, “a-anna?”

“yes, stephen?”

stephen closed his eyes and rested his forehead against anna’s as they moved slowly, even though the song playing around them was upbeat and loud.

but it was as if they were in their own world, and time moved slowly.

stephen was elated that she was responding.

“please forgive me” he spoke, his voice breaking.

but anna couldn’t hear him.

he leaned closer, and anna shivered in response, catching a whiff of his scent. “please forgive me, anna. i want you. you’re the only one i want.”

anna tilted her head into stephen’s warm breath, feeling her core pulsating at how close they were.

“i can’t stand this anymore” stephen confessed. “i wanna be with you. i don’t wanna play any games anymore. you’re all i want. i’m sorry i made you feel any other way.”

stephen knew this would be a lot more romantic if there wasn’t blaring music around them and he didn’t have to practically shout into her ear. but he truly couldn’t hold it back anymore. he’d go insane without her, thinking about her spending the night in another man’s arms. a man that didn’t even deserve her love.

anna only responded by grabbing on to stephen’s shirt and pulling him flush against her body. “w-what are you staying, stephen?”

just say it, anna thought to herself. please just say it.

“i want you to be mine. i wanna take care of you, show you just how special you are. i want to be there in more than just one way. i want- i need you around.”

“w-what about christine?”

it broke stephen’s heart that he’d planted this seed in her head. “i’m so sorry, anna. i- i don’t want her. she wanted me and that… made me feel validated because i thought i’d lost you. but it only made me realize even more how much i didn’t want anyone else but you. i felt nothing. not even the slightest bit of a spark. all i could think about was how much she wasn’t you.”

anna’s heart was pounding against her chest as she listened intently.

“do you wanna know what made me decide to give her a divorce?” stephen asked.

“what?” anna pulled back and looked up at the man

“i couldn’t stop thinking about you” stephen confessed. “you were all i thought about 24/7 and that was when i realized i didn’t love christine. and that i wanted you, badly. but i got scared, anna. i didn’t wanna move too fast and i’m so sorry.”

“stephen, i-“ anna struggled to find the right words. she’d never imagined they would come to this. where stephen would openly express his feelings for her and tell her he wanted her and no one else.

anna was in a trance. all she could do was soak everything in. she hadn’t expected this night to take such a turn. she realized she should probably respond. she stuck with telling him the truth. “s-stephen, fuck, i want you too. but can you give me some time to think about this?”

“absolutely” stephen nodded. “i just needed to tell you.”

he then let anna go but she grabbed his hands and laced them around her waist before cupping the back his neck and pulling him into a hasty kiss.

“whoa!” marc’s eyes widened as he watched the two kiss.

he looked over at sam who looked so happy, as if it was him being kissed so passionately.

“have they always been… a thing?” marc asked sam.

sam shrugged. “it’s… complicated.”

“well, fuck me!”

sam glanced at marc and eyed him. he knew marc was kidding but if he wasn’t… sam would consider it. but that was for another day.

he looked back at the two lovebirds, watching them still engulfed in a kiss and rolled his eyes. but he was absolutely elated for his best friends.

“take me home, stephen,” anna murmured against the kiss, the man’s eyes widening.

“oh r-right now?” stephen pulled back a little, studying anna’s face.

“p-please? or is it not the right time?”

“anytime you ask is the right time,” stephen responded before pulling anna in for another kiss, his hand snaking into her hair. he bunched it up and tugged at it lightly, his pants tightening as anna moaned into the kiss.

“let’s go,” stephen breathed out as he pulled back. “now.”

anna smiled and looked back at marc and sam. “uh, we’re probably gonna head out.”

sam giggled and rolled his eyes. “surprise surprise.”

“sorry,” anna blushed, glancing between the two.

stephen was not sorry.

“i’m just kidding” sam laughed, waving a dismissive hand at them. “go, shoo.”

anna giggled and turned, leading stephen out of the club.

stephen was going to initially ignore marc but he couldn’t stop himself from nodding his way with a smirk as he followed behind anna.

he hoped marc knew his place by now.

they hurried out and into stephen’s car.

anna wanted to just do it in the car but when stephen mentioned that he’d just had a shift at the hospital, she had a whole another idea in her mind.

she wondered if stephen would be up for roleplay?

stephen pulled anna in for a kiss the moment they stumbled into his house, tossing his keys …somewhere. he wasn’t really looking.

stephen pulled back and lifted anna up bridal style, causing her to squeal as he carried her up the stars.

anna giggled as she looked up at the man and how effortlessly he carried her.

“stephen?”

“yes, princess?”

anna blushed. “can i like, be your.. patient?”

stephen looked down at her as he stepped into his bedroom, shutting the door close with his foot. “what do you mean?”

“like, roleplay?” anna bit down on her lip, she was blushing profusely and it made stephen smile.

“oh.” stephen placed her down gently on the bed. “and what exactly are your symptoms, ma’am?”

anna’s eyes widened. were they already…starting?

stephen turned and began to slowly take off his shirt, smirking over his shoulder as he tugged at his sleeves. “i hope you don’t mind? it’s been really hot in here since you walked in.”

anna blushed, biting her lip as she scanned his bare back. he was so toned and so strong. she couldn’t wait to have this man on top of her.

stephen tossed his shirt aside and grabbed a chair, dragging it over to side of the bed, smiling at anna. “well, then?”

anna scanned stephen’s bare torso before looking up at him, arousal pooling in her stomach.

why did he have to be so fucking hot?

“i’ve just been experiencing so much pain, doc,” anna started, her eyes catching the tent in stephen’s trousers.

“where would you say you’re experiencing this pain?”

anna bit her lip thoughtfully before reaching up with her hand and unzipping her hoodie just slightly, as stephen’s gaze followed. “in my chest, doctor. a little in my stomach.” she ran her fingers down her body and down to her thigh, grazing gently against the skin, smiling as stephen’s gaze followed. “and up my thighs. do you think you can help me, doctor strange?”

stephen looked up to meet anna’s eyes, before his gaze fell back on her chest. “matter of fact, i can. why don’t you start by laying down?”

anna obeyed, lifting her legs up and resting against his bed.

stephen stood up and hovered by the bed, scanning her clothed body.

“let’s start with examining the pain on your thighs, shall we?” stephen smirked as he sat down on the bed beside anna, and lifted her knee up gently before trailing his fingers up her inner thigh and underneath her skirt.

he trailed his fingers up to her underwear, using both his hands to spread her her legs farther apart.

anna whimpered at the first touch to her core.

“mm, so wet already?” stephen tilted his head, studying anna’s reaction as he pulled her panties aside before running his thumb against her clit.

“fuck” anna whimpered out. “right there, doctor.”

he grazed his thumb down to her hole before carefully slipping a finger in, causing a soft moan to fall off anna’s lips. “oh, fuck.”

“does that help, princess?”

“y-yes, doctor.”

“good girl.”

stephen thrusted a few times with just his finger before he pulled out. anna was already breathless at this point.

“let’s get rid of any obstacles in the way.” stephen murmured before starting to take off anna’s skirt and tossing it aside.

he moved to start unzipping anna’s jacket. “now, for the chest pain.”

anna assisted stephen in getting rid of her jacket. he grazed a gentle finger against her tattoo, before letting his fingers graze down between the valley of her breasts, against her tube top. “who gave you that tattoo?”

“a-a friend.”

stephen’s jaw clenched. “what friend?”

“angela,” anna spoke up quickly. “she’s a friend of um, marc’s.”

“ah, marc” stephen spoke up, trailing his fingers down anna’s bare stomach. “he’s lucky it wasn’t him.”

anna just stayed quiet as she bit down on her lip. she loved possessive stephen.

“you know what i think, princess?”

“yes, doctor?”

“i think i need to tie you up for this examination.” anna’s eyes widened. her core twitched at the thought. she would absolutely fucking love to be tied up.

“yes, doctor.”

“is that okay with you?” stephen asked as he looked into anna’s eyes, his expression soft.

“oh yes.” anna breathed out. “more than okay.”

“do you wanna choose a safe word?”

“um… clouds?”

stephen smiled. “clouds, it is.”

stephen leant in to kiss anna on the lips before trailing his kisses down her neck and down her cleavage.

he pulled back and helped anna get rid of her tube top.

he stood up to go to his drawer, pulling out a long silk handkerchief.

“this should do,” stephen mumbled as he stretched it to check its sturdiness. “arms above your head and put ‘em together for me, princess.”

anna obeyed, and stephen tied her wrists together before tying them to his bedpost, once anna expressed that she was okay with the intensity.

stephen watched anna as he walked around the bed, his pants uncomfortably tight. “look at you. all mine for the night.”

anna blushed and nodded. “all yours.”

stephen undid anna’s panties and crawled over her now naked body, running his hand down her waist as he kissed her passionately, using one arm to hoist himself against the bed.

anna hooked her leg slightly up against stephen’s, rubbing it against his.

he cupped at anna’s breast, thumbing at her nipple as he trailed kisses down anna’s neck.

anna tilted her head, whimpering as she felt stephen gently biting and suckling at her skin. “oh, stephen.”

stephen loved the way his name fell off anna’s lips, especially when she was so aroused.

he began to roll his hips against hers, earning an even louder whimper.

he continued pressing kisses down her neck and against her collarbone.

he moved lower, leaving kisses down her breasts.

“fuck- stephen” anna whined in arousal, her back arching as he gently lapped at her nipples before biting down slightly.

stephen squeezed at anna’s waist as he moved on to her other breast, giving it just as much attention as anna began to moan and slightly shiver under stephen, feeling wetness trickle down between her legs.

only stephen could have this affect on her.

“i love it when you do that” anna breathed out as stephen almost expertly sucked on her breast, teething slightly.

stephen hummed in response and moved down her stomach, leaving little marks on her skin. “does that help the pain, princess?”

“yes, doctor” anna moaned softly, gazing down as she watched stephen.

her breath hitched as he trailed down to her core, his warm breath sending shivers up her spine.

he tilted his head, pressing soft kisses against the inside of her thigh, trailing it down and back up, before licking at her clit lightly. he locked eyes with anna as he licked up the mess dripping down her opening.

“oh fuck, stephen.” anna oved how nasty he was.

stephen pulled back and started to get off the bed. “wait here. i think have the perfect cure.”

anna noticed the tiny wet spot by his crotch, holding back a smirk. that right there would have been the perfect cure.

she waited patiently as stephen left, shivering slightly.

he came back in with a small tray with a single piece of ice cube on it. he placed it on the bedside table and got rid of his pants, anna watching his every move. her heart beat picked up as his cock sprung free. she could practically drool at the sight of him already leaking.

he crawled back on top of her, grabbing the ice in between his teeth.

anna’s eyes widened as he strategically grazed the ice against her neck. he looked up, watching anna for her reaction as he slowly went lower and reached her breasts.

something about stephen looking up through his lashes at her, ice in his mouth grazing her skin and the single strand of his hair falling against his eyes, it was one of the hottest things on the planet. she could tell he took pride in the reactions he got out of anna.

he circled the ice around her breasts before rubbing it against her already erect nipples.

anna let out a string of moans, her toes curling and back arching slightly.

he trailed it down her stomach, leaving a trail of moisture.

he eventually reached her core, dragging the ice against it as anna moaned loudly, her back arching off her bed. “fuck, doctor.”

he eventually tossed the ice aside before lapping at her folds, earning a gasp from anna.

“mm so perfect, princess” stephen murmured as he pulled back and ran his fingers against her core, slipping one in and starting to thrust it slowly, running his other hand up her body to cup at her breast, squeezing gently.

he added another finger, anna’s whimpers turning into moans as he kept going, and adding a third finger.

“f-fuck. stephen. need you. please.” anna begged, throwing her head back.

stephen pulled his fingers out and licked her wetness off before placing a kiss below her navel. “anything for you, princess.”

he straightened up and grabbed his erect penis in his hand, rubbing his pre cum against his length, anna watching intently.

“did i do that for you, doc?” anna asked, her voice sultry and eyes heavy.

“always, baby” stephen mumbled as he crawled above her, rubbing his cock slightly against her opening. “you get me so hard for you. i could fuck you all day. and it wouldn’t be enough.”

anna almost went to wrap her arms around stephen but ended up tugging at the cloth holding her wrists back, that reminded her she was still tied up.

stephen leant in and kissed anna roughly, biting gently on her lip as he began to guide his penis in with his hand, slipping in slowly.

anna let out a soft moan, “oh, doctor.”

stephen kept pushing in and anna let out a broken whimper, “w-wait.”

stephen stopped, and pulled back to look at her. “are you okay, baby?”

anna gazed up at stephen, blushing at the pet name. “yes. just. just stay there?”

stephen nodded. he leant in carefully and pressed kisses against anna’s face, smiling as she giggled softly.

he was so glad he could finally be more intimate with her instead of having to avoid her eyes everytime they had sex. “you’re breathtakingly beautiful, anna.”

anna blushed, blinking up at the man. “you make me glow.”

when anna was ready, stephen slipped in and bottomed out completely, pausing once again before beginning to slowly thrust into her.

“oh, yes” anna moaned as she threw her head back.

and stephen couldn’t resist, he leant in, leaving hasty kisses against her neck.

he sped up his thrusts, grunting softly against her skin as he felt her walls tighten around him.

“such a good girl” stephen grunted as he shifted slightly and went back to pounding harder into anna, her body being pushed against the mattress as she moaned loudly. “so good for me. you take me so well, princess. look at you.”

“fuck, daddy” anna’s back was completely arched off the bed, her skin flush against stephen’s.

she shivered as she felt stephen holding her waist tightly, fingers digging in.

“s-so good daddy. so big” anna mumbled incoherently between her moans.

stephen quickened his pace and tilted his hips a little so he would go deeper, anna’s moans getting progressively louder and more frequent.

he brought a hand over to flick at her clit, anna’s legs starting to shake.

“f-fuck. daddy. everytime.”

stephen figured she meant he made her come everytime and just chuckled in response.

“look at you, princess. it’s like you were made to take my cock.” stephen let out a soft grunt as he kept going, panting softly and feeling himself near his orgasm as well. “i love it when you’re falling apart on my dick.”

anna didn’t know how someone could feel so good. it was as if stephen had a phd in fucking your brains out. every thrust seemed to hit the spot. she didn’t even care if she looked pathetic completely falling apart beneath him. every inch of her body was filled to the brim with immense pleasure. she wondered if this man was some sort of a sex god.

“oh my god” anna let out a broken moan, the muscles in her abdomen tightening as she felt stephen thrust so deep inside of her.

“that’s right baby” stephen panted, sweat trickling down his face. “come for me, princess. show me how much of a good girl you are. daddy’s little slut. you make daddy feel so good.”

anna screamed out stephen’s name as she came. his dirty talk always sent her over the edge.

her body practically convulsed as stephen kept going, moaning as he finally came inside of her, panting loudly.

stephen almost fell forward, feeling anna’s legs shake underneath him.

“god, i can’t believe you’re mine” stephen panted against anna’s neck, turning his face to place a gentle kiss on one of the many hickies he’d given her.

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a/n: yay!! no more bullshit pining and arguments. he finally did it! please let me know what you thought! and let me know if you’d like to be added/removed from my tag list. see you all next week as we begin a whole new chapter of the story! (no pun intended, i swear).

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i swear to god working on tumblr is so FRUSTRATING

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faithinhome · 1 year

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genuinely so heartbreaking when you’re so excited to write and then your shit barely gets any engagement anymore just because you were human and went through a couple hard months and left gaps in your updates. i know no one owes me shit but i’m just venting lol.

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Neighbor Next Door - Stephen Strange x Female OC

18+ | minors dni

Summary: anna had always thought the doctor next door was attractive. and one interaction left her itching to get more of him.

Tags: age gap (25F & 40M), cheating (but not in the way you’d think), strong language, smut.

Chapter 15: The Same

anna had possibly the horniest dream she’d ever had in the longest time.

her brain was hooked on stephen even while she was sleeping.

they met. there was tension, so much tension. and then, they pretty much had sex the entirety of the dream until she woke up.

“jesus christ” she mumbled to herself as she awoke, hissing as the sting of the tattoo returned. she looked down “oh right.”

anna finally dragged herself out of the couch and headed to the bathroom, checking out her tattoo in the mirror. “shit, that’s actually really good.”

she bit her lip, grabbing her phone, contemplating.

she eventually gave in, groaning to herself as she headed to her bedroom and closed the door, as if there was anyone else in the apartment. she grabbed her vibrator with a sigh and went to stephen’s profile. “alright brain, i officially hate you.”

there was something about stephen. she could swear he was a part of some sort of an experiment god had going to test out some special pheromones because she was absolute obsessed with this man. not just mentally and emotionally. but physically and sexually too. everytime she was away from him, it was as if her body screamed out to be close to him again. she just wanted his skin on her at all times. she thought about all the times he was on top of her, the way his strong arms gripped her waist. the sounds that would leave his swollen lips as he thrusted into her. the feeling of him filling her up and hitting nerves like they’d been there just for him.

the way the sweat glistened down his skin, and everytime he called her a good girl.

“oh fuck” anna whimpered softly to herself, feeling her legs shake as she arched back slightly, gripping her bed sheets. “fuck stephen. fuck fuck fuck.”

anna lay there panting once she came down from her orgasm, looking back over at his picture, sighing. she eventually drifted right back to sleep, her muscles relaxed and eye lids heavy from the orgasm.

anna stirred later at noon, whining as she felt a headache coming on. alcohol may not impact her too much but sleeping in too late surely did.

she woke up and looked at her phone, tapping on it. it opened to a picture of stephen and she blushed, swiping away from his profile. maybe she missed him a bit too much.

she felt filthy and decided to get up and take a shower.

after her shower, she put on a tube top to make sure the tattoo didn’t rub against anything and healed properly. she also pulled on a pair of shorts and headed to the kitchen.

her damp hair fell down her shoulders as she started to make breakfast.

as the door bell rang, anna ran to it, seeing that it was stephen waiting on the other side.

she probably shouldn’t be so excited, she was still mad at him, but she couldn’t help the giddiness.

anna opened the door, trying her best to show no emotion.

“anna, i- oh.. h-hi” stephen fell short of words as his eyes landed on her. she looked absolutely ethereal. he swore she was the only person that could look good with wet hair.

“hey” anna blushed a little. she could feel and, clearly see the way stephen’s gaze was glued to her.

“i… i thought i’d come in person to explain” stephen mumbled softly, looking away so he’d be able to form words. “i just need you to know nothing really happened.”

anna shook her head. “and what does that mean? nothing really happened implies something else did happen.”

“okay, i” stephen sighed. he had to fess up and it didn’t seem like he was going to be invited in. “christine had been bugging me for a few days and i just uh. i guess i was lonely that night when she texted me again. and i did ask her to come over. and we um,”

fuck, he hated this.

“we did make out but that was it” he mumbled, still unable to meet anna’s eyes. “it just… it didn’t feel right. i realized i didn’t want to do it. it didn’t feel… good. so we just ordered take out and ended up talking, trying to see if we could patch things up but it led to a dead end. all we really did was that she insisted to stay the night and wear my shirt. and it honestly felt like she deliberately went out to answer the door and offer no explanation when she saw it was you that was outside.”

anna wanted to protest but wondered if it was fair for her to keep being mad. after all, they weren’t exclusive and he technically didn’t owe her anything.

“okay” anna’s voice was quiet. it still hurt to know that he would so easily crawl back to christine. she knew she was no competition for her. “i… i just. i don’t know. i know it wasn’t my place to say anything but i can’t help the way i feel. i can’t stop the… jealousy. it’s so stupid but i feel it.”

“no anna” stephen shook his head and met anna’s eyes. she’d always been honest about her emotions up front and maybe it was time that stephen did the same. “i feel the same. i should’ve told you this before. i feel exactly the same. i’ll be honest. the reason i left early was because i couldn’t stand seeing you with marc. and when you told him you wished that they could be more as well i thought i’d lost you. and that was the end of it. i felt so pathetically lonely and fucked up anna. the only reason i asked christine over was because i just i felt so pathetic. so i did the pathetic thing. she wanted me and i gave into that constant need i seem to have for validation. all to forget the pain gnawing at my chest. it’s so, so wrong but that’s the truth.”

anna let the words sink in as she watched stephen talk, he appeared so…small. she almost felt bad for him. she had a feeling being vulnerable like this was probably very hard for stephen. he couldn’t even hold her gaze anymore. she could tell he felt powerless.

“that’s what i did too” anna whispered. “when i went out with marc yesterday. but uh, nothing happened there either. and i… i, okay.”

she sighed loudly. “i said that to make you…jealous? i just… i’m sorry too. i didn’t think it would work. it just seemed like i was always the jealous one and i just wanted it to seem like well, not so pathetic. ”

stephen finally met her gaze. “it’s okay. i haven’t made any of this easy for you.”

anna looked down. “you- were you really that afraid of losing me? you know i’ll always be your friend.”

stephen stepped closer, aching to reach out but he felt like he’d lost the right to. “i know. but it scares me to think that that’s all you’ll ever be.”

anna bit down on her lip. “what do you mean?”

her voice was so small, it made stephen’s heart melt. “i can’t stop thinking about you, anna. and not just when it comes to hooking up. when i’m alone, i find myself wanting to be with you. to listen to you talk, to hear your laugh. you have one of the brightest most creative minds ever. i love listening to your ideas, your jokes. any time spent with you feels like quality time. i like you a little more than a friend might.”

anna looked up to meet his gaze. “i just… i’m sorry, it’s a little hard for me to believe.”

“why is that so?”

“it was just so easy for you to have christine over yesterday and it just… doesn’t make sense.”

stephen stepped back, feeling immense guilt. “i know. i’m sorry i screwed this up.”

“well thanks for coming over to explain” anna spoke softly. she so badly wanted to wrap her arms around him and call him hers. she wished christine never happened. she wished none of this was ever an issue. part of her just wanted to say fuck it and take him back.

but her ego held her back. she felt like she had to do this just to preserve her self respect.

“yeah… yeah no problem” stephen’s heart dropped. he figured there was no mending this. “um, i should go. thanks for hearing me out.”

“of course” anna smiled. “always. and stephen? we’re still friends, okay? i just need some time.”

“of course” stephen smiled sadly. “thank you.”

they said goodbye and anna closed the door, watching him leave through the peep hole.

she turned and leant her back against the door, sighing to herself.

“why does this have to be so complicated?”

a thought nagged at her, questioning if she should even believe him about christine? but she found it easier to believe stephen. she felt he’d always been honest, even if it meant hurting her. so that wasn’t necessarily something that she thought was worth pondering over. she went back to making her breakfast, and all she could think of was the sad look on stephen’s face when she turned him away.

***

stephen decided to reach out to sam.

usually, this would be nearly impossible for him to do. he felt like he’d progressed as a person ever since he’d been around anna. he was more open to expressing himself and letting people in.

asking sam for help had still felt really hard but after the way he’d poured his heart out today, he knew this wasn’t as intense.

and it really helped that sam seemed more than keen. he offered to come over.

stephen felt like anna had given him so much unknowingly. she didn’t deserve to hurt because of him.

to his surprise, sam brought over some snacks and gave stephen a hug as soon as he came over. “i’m so glad you reached out. let’s talk, buddy.”

they sat down on the couch, snacking on chips as stephen opened up to him.

“i get how tough this is” sam mumbled. “i don’t think she’ll be upset for long. she doesn’t let go of people and friends that easy.”

stephen nodded. “yeah but it’s more than that. i don’t know if she’ll ever trust me again.”

sam thought about it for a moment and spoke up. “stephen, can i ask you something?”

“go ahead.”

“do you wanna be with anna, like really be with her in an exclusive relationship?”

stephen found the courage to meet sam’s eyes. there was no use hiding from the truth. he’d already admitted it to himself and he’d practically admitted it to anna as well. “i- i do, sam. i really do.”

sam smiled. “sorry.” he grinned. “i just. i can’t hold it in. i’m trying to be unbiased and professional here but. oh fuck, you guys would be so cute together.”

stephen chuckled at sam’s enthusiasm. “i doubt she’ll ever trust me again.”

“it might take some time to build trust. but i should really tell you this. i think she wants to be with you too. but she’s confused, just like you were. this isn’t a conventional situation at all. but the more i talk to her, the more it seems like she…she really seems to like you, stephen.”

stephen’s eyes lit up. “you think so?”

“i’m trying not to give too much away about her feelings but” sam smiled. “i know so, stephen. i think you should pursue this. try and win her trust over again. okay, how about this? i’ll see what she has to say about this and i’ll give you the green light. but i’m pretty sure she wants to continue pursuing this. or well, you’ll have to pursue it a bit more because you gotta win her over.”

“i was planning on taking the lead, anyway.”

“oh yes!” sam clapped his hands excitedly. “okay buddy i know this feels like absolute shit right now. give yourself time to feel it, but when you feel a little light, try and see this as an opportunity to be even more romantic. swoon her. to be her knight in shining armor.” sam sighed dramatically. “oh, i love love.”

stephen laughed softly at that. “you’re making a lot of sense, actually. i’m already feeling better.”

“i’m glad i could help, buddy.”

“and i’m glad you’re my friend” stephen smiled, feeling extremely thankful for sam’s companionship.

“me too” sam smiled, winking at stephen. “gotta thank anna for being a total slut, or this wouldn’t have been possible.”

stephen’s brows shot up, he didn’t really know how to respond. “oh?”

“it’s cool” sam laughed. “she doesn’t mind. it’s a thing. but don’t you ever call her that. unless… she wants you too” he elbowed him suggestively.

stephen blushed and shook his head, laughing. “please for the love of god, stop talking.”

the two burst out into laughter.

***

stephen had received the “green light” as sam put it. he wondered what anna had said to sam precisely but sam hadn’t specified. he’d just said stephen was “free to pursue anna without coming off as a creepy weirdo.”

sam was totally right about seeing this as an opportunity. stephen was always a bit traditional, despite how he’d been behaving for a while with anna. he loved being a romantic. he loved being the one to ask someone out, to spoil them, to romance them.

he got to thinking. what should he start with? he didn’t know if he could ask her out yet. buying her something would just give the wrong impression.

it was probably better to give her some space to start with. some time to cool off and then he could try to get them to hang out again. he really hoped anna would forgive him soon. everything he’d told her was absolutely true. he always missed her company and was already starting to feel her absence.

stephen kept himself busy for a week or so. he wondered if it would be best to get together with sam and have anna be there? this way it wouldn’t be too overwhelming for her. and he could prove through his actions and the way he treated her how much he truly cared for her.

he would check her account regularly, his heart pounding as he anticipated any more posts with marc. thankfully, nothing popped up. but that didn’t mean nothing was happening behind the scenes. stephen was hoping nothing was going on. he didn’t want that son of a bitch getting to anna before he did.

on thursday night, after work, stephen made himself a bowl of cereal because he couldn’t be bothered with anything else. he was sat in front of his tv as he texted sam if they could hang out so he could be around anna.

sam’s response was quick. ‘i’ll think of something.’

stephen bit down on his lip as he contemplated his next question. would it be pushing a boundary to ask?

stephen: i know it’s really not my place to ask but is anna seeing marc?

the 5 minutes it took sam to reply felt like forever.

sam: sorry buddy. they’ve been hanging out a lot. but it doesn’t seem like they’re dating or anything.

stephen wished sam had added some extra detail, assuring him that they hadn’t… hooked up.

but he’d lost the privelege to ask.

that is, if he even had it in the first place.

sam: don’t worry armani suit. she still has the hots for you. i walked in on her scrolling through your profile yesterday. don’t tell her i ratted her out.

stephen laughed as he read sam’s text. was that how sam referred to stephen behind his back, too? stephen was a tad bit relieved to find out anna did exactly what stephen did as well. he just wished marc would go far far away from them.

stephen: thanks, man. take care of her. and yourself, too.

sam: you too. i’ll let you know if i hear something about marc.

stephen thanked sam once again, returning his attention to the TV, but the exchange was still running in the back of his head.

after some incessant rumination, stephen decided there was no use overthinking this. he would only find out anything once he got there.

stephen suggested that he take everyone to a nice place to eat and sam relayed the information that marc was probably going to tag along as well.

stephen hated the idea but he was willing to do whatever it took to make it up to anna.

he made a reservation at a nice italian place and also offered to pick everyone up on the way to the restaurant. however, sam told him that anna was probably going to arrive with marc.

now stephen didn’t know if this was happening because anna wanted to get back at stephen, if they were hooking up or if they were just back to being friends.

he just hoped what sam said was true and that he still had a chance.

this time, he wasn’t going to fuck this up. he was going to put his ego and self pitying aside and do whatever it took to get anna back.

her absence made him realize just what he was missing when she wasn’t around.

he always felt so … happy with her around. she was caring, and sweet. she was the best company he’d ever had in a while.

being around her always felt incredible. she had a way of making you feel really good about yourself and just happy to be there.

she was smart, funny and adorable. he loved her wit and the things she said. he could listen to her and gaze into her eyes all day.

he wanted to know so much about her and her deepest thoughts.

it was odd. being around her was comforting and yet he always felt this incredible rush. she was so beautiful he could never look away. her skin was so smooth, her smile so pretty, and her curves…

stephen snapped himself out of his thoughts. it was friday night and stephen had to get dressed to go pick everyone up. so as much as wanted to, he didn’t have the time to think about how hot anna was.

and then he thought about marc.

lucky fucking bastard.

stephen began to get dressed. he settled on a black button up and a pair of slim fit black pants. he unbuttoned the top button and rolled up his sleeves, checking himself out in the mirror.

he’d heard that women loved rolled up sleeves and anything black and he hoped anna would feel the same way.

he fixed his hair and left to get to his car, heart thumping in his chest. he was so excited yet anxious to see anna. he’d missed her and he knew she’d look fantastic tonight.

stephen swung by wanda’s place to pick her and sam up, since she was the closest to him. he recalled the time wanda had snooped in on him and told anna. he knew they were best friends but he’d found that kind of behaviour quite disrespectful. but he’d decided to let it pass this one time and address it if something like that happened again.

“stephen, hey!” sam flashed a smile at him as he opened the door before getting inside the passenger seat. wanda got in at the back and greeted stephen, thanking him for picking her up.

“you guys look great” stephen beamed before making sure everyone was seated and comfortable and driving to the restaurant.

they arrived at the place and saw that anna and marc were already waiting. he admired her as they walked toward the front door, quickly checking her out before they approached.

she had a beautiful pink dress on. it hugged her waist and then flowed down to her knees. the dress was low cut, exposing the tattoo she’d gotten a week ago. it was so hot.

stephen smiled as he approached the two. and all he could say was “hi.”

anna looked breathtaking. her hair flowed down to her shoulders and the red tinted gloss on her lips had stephen feeling all sorts of ways. he then noticed marc’s hand around her waist and it made his blood boil, but he kept his composure.

anna responded with a simple hi before walking over to hug sam and wanda. she seemed a lot happier to see them than she was to see him.

what he didn’t know was that anna was absolutely floored by how handsome stephen looked. the all-black look, the rolled up sleeves and the little peek of his chest, it was all way hotter than anna could handle.

it literally hurt to know she couldn’t reach out to touch him. but she had to seem a bit offstandish.

stephen tried his best but he couldn’t keep his eyes off anna. he kept stealing glances in her direction. when he ordered food, while eating, while he poured everyone water. anna had caught him a couple times, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t help but look in her direction once a while even though she wasn’t even engaging in conversation with him or looking in his direction.

it bothered him that she was ignoring him and paying so much attention to marc.

at one point, he watched them talk and noticed how in the middle of anna talking, marc got distracted by a woman that passed by, completely ignoring her. he noticed anna’s smile falter a little and looked away.

maybe now he knew why her and marc were never exclusive.

poor anna. it made him even angrier with marc.

what was he even hanging around her for if he couldn’t even pay attention to her when she talked?

was it not worthwhile to listen to a woman when she talked and give her your full attention? he didn’t understand why guys did so many not too subtle things that were actually really disrespectful. maybe it was because they always got away with it.

knowing that, he couldn’t stop himself from what he did next.

“marc i think anna’s trying to tell you something” stephen cleared his throat. anna glanced over at stephen and then back at marc, her cheeks warming.

“what? oh yeah yeah” marc turned and looked at anna. “he was listening to… what was it? an old album?”

“i said he was reading- never mind.”

“oh come on, tell me. don’t do that.”

stephen rolled his eyes and looked away, catching sam looking at him.

sam raised a brow at him and gave him a thumbs up, mouthing, “daddy.”

stephen smiled and shook his head, trying to hold back a laugh.

anna was still blushing from the way stephen swooped in and demanded attention from marc. he was such a man.

she looked over at stephen, quickly looking away when their eyes met.

stephen gazed down at his food when anna looked away, upset that she refused to even hold his gaze for more than a second.

“so stephen, how long have you been working as a doctor?” wanda spoke up.

stephen was a little surprised because wanda hardly ever spoke to him.

“oh, uh…for like a decade?” stephen murmured. “i’ve been doing it for a while now.”

“oh that’s cool. what made you want to be a surgeon?”

“oh um” stephen put down his spoon, his demeanour changing. “i just wanted to… help people.”

he didn’t think he could talk about his sister here in front of everyone.

“that’s so honourable” wanda smiled and stephen looked up, returning her smile. “i’m just curious, what’s the process for the kind of cases you get? because from what i know, you’re one of the best doctors around.”

“usually i get extreme cases” stephen responded thoughtfully. “or even cases deemed impossible. but i also do basic surgeries. really depends on our schedules.”

wanda nodded. “you ever… refused a case?”

stephen’s heart dropped at the question. it reminded him of a time he was even more arrogant than he was now. he would refuse cases that were too “simple” for him only because they brought him no glory. he would also refuse cases that were too risky so he wouldn’t mess up his perfect record. he’d lost his way down the line, forget the real reason he was in this profession to begin with.

he’d been too swayed by external attention and media validation. but he finally found his way back to himself, and worked on becoming a better person.

now that he was reminded of this, a disturbing thought occurred to him.

he wondered if anna would even want him if she knew?

“i uh… yes” stephen said. “again, sometimes there are… schedule conflicts. or sometimes i’m not the best fit for that particular situation.”

“hm funny” wanda nodded. “i just know you as the best of the best.”

stephen smiled, nodding. “you’re very kind. i’ve gotten a lot better, but i wasn’t always this way. it took a lot of practice.”

“i’m sure” wanda nodded.

anna was listening as well, trying to hold back a smile.

he really was the best of the best, huh?

was there any flaw that this man had? he seemed so… competent at everything.

everything except maybe keeping it in his pants.

and then it occurred to her.

all men were the same, weren’t they? no matter how “perfect” and accomplished they were.

the thought saddened her. she just didn’t want to be here anymore. she couldn’t believe she thought she had any chance with stephen even though now that she looked at it, he never gave her any signs that he wanted to be with her up until a week ago.

stephen noticed anna’s energy change. he wished he wasn’t sitting so far from her. she was on the opposite side, a seat to the left.

okay, maybe not too far but far enough.

he wanted to text her and ask if she was okay but he was still blocked and he didn’t know if texting her on her social media would be too much.

he decided eventually to try and engage her in conversation.

“how’ve you been, anna?” stephen asked her softly, gazing at her with adoration. he hoped she was okay.

anna looked up, surprised that stephen was talking to her.

she wanted to have an attitude with him but she also didn’t want to embarass him in front of everyone. “i’m okay.”

“how’s work coming along?”

“it’s good” anna smiled and nodded and stephen could tell it was fake. how had he let this get so out of hand?

“actually i think i’m gonna head out early.”

stephen blinked, his eyes widening. “oh? are you okay?”

“nooo stay!” sam protested with a pout.

anna laughed.

“my tummy’s a little upset” anna lied. “i’m just gonna head out. i’ll just pay my half-“

“don’t worry about it” stephen spoke up. “tonight was my treat.”

“i can pay for myself” anna stated, a little more firmly than she should’ve.

stephen was pretty embarassed. “i just wanted to give you all a treat.”

“okay yeah s-sorry.” anna spoke shakily. “thanks stephen. i’ll see you guys later.” she smiled at everyone and got up.

the vibe at the table had turned extremely awkward really fast. no one seemed to know what to say.

except for maybe sam.

“c’mere, give me hugs” sam extended his arms and stood up, hugging anna and wanda followed after, telling her to feel better.

marc just waved at her and said goodbye.

“that was weird” marc raised a brow.

stephen nodded and looked down.

marc glanced at him. “did you guys have a fight or something?”

“uh” stephen hesitated, letting out a soft chuckle to make it seem less serious. “a little argument. nothing too bad.”

“oh i’m sorry. i’ll try and calm her down when i speak to her again.”

oh because you know her so well.

“thanks” stephen faked a smile.

he couldn’t stop feeling bitter toward marc and the guy was nice to him.

sam tried to engage everyone in a conversation and all stephen could do was think about anna. he’d obviously blown this.

everyone seemed happy enough as the dinner came to an end and stephen dropped everyone off, including marc because he’d had some drinks.

at the very end, it was just him and wanda and the silence got really awkward.

“how’ve you been, wanda?” he decided to make some light conversation. he didn’t know too much about her. “how’s work coming along?”

it turned out he only had 2 questions up his sleeve to break uncomfortable silence. how are you, and how’s work?

“good and good” wanda smiled. “i mean work does get hectic sometimes but it’s been good. i enjoy it.”

“that’s good to know.”

“can i ask you something?”

“sure” stephen murmured, not sure what was coming next.

“how were you so okay with me and anna hanging out… despite the fact that you know, we hooked up?”

stephen blushed. “i’ll admit i felt jealous for sure. but i knew how important your friendship is. and i decided to deal with appropriately.”

“you’ve changed a lot, hm?”

stephen raised a brow. “what do you mean?”

“something tells me you weren’t always this…mature.”

“oh?” stephen‘s brows shot up. he didn’t know where this was heading.

“let’s be honest, why did christine cheat on you in the first place?”

stephen was taken aback and the question cut through his heart like a knife. “what do you mean?”

“i mean, women don’t just cheat for no reason.”

“are you implying it was because of something i did?” stephen was shocked at how insensitive wanda was being.

“i’m not implying anything, just curious.”

stephen stayed quiet, his jaw clenching. it seemed more and more as if wanda had it out for him. “i don’t want to talk about this.”

“why? what are you hiding?”

stephen was growing frustrated. what was with this interrogation? what was he hiding? what the fuck did that mean? he breathed a sigh of relief as he pulled up to her house, “good night, wanda.”

he didn’t look at wanda and didn’t see her smirk as she undid her seat belt. “goodnight, doctor.”

stephen finally looked at her as she walked away, his heart racing. what was with the tone?

what the fuck had just happened?

…

a/n: a little bit of stephen pov for you all :) i hope you all enjoyed the chapter. at least anna didn’t get drunk this time! please let me know what you think. i’ve been super sick this week and completely out of it but i did my best !! :) see you all next week!

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i was sooo sick this past week and i literally kept writing for some reason but now that i look at what i wrote i might have to scrap the whole thing and re-write 😭

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i swear tumblr’s driving me crazy. i was editing my chapters to add the masterlist and i realized some links were leading to the recent chapter for no reason like wHY 😭

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Neighbor Next Door - Stephen Strange / Female OC

18+ | minors dni

Summary: anna had always thought the doctor next door was attractive. and one interaction left her itching to get more of him

Tags: age gap (25F & 40M), cheating (but not in the way you’d think), strong language, smut.

Chapter 14: Delusional

anna tried not to think of stephen for the rest of the night. but it was tough. she didn’t want to keep texting him and bother him. but she really cared. it bugged her that he didn’t know just how much she cared.

soon, she got drunk enough to get out of her head but stephen was still in the background.

at around 2, they called it a night and headed out. her and marc ended up exchanging numbers and sam dropped everyone off in his van. he crashed at anna’s place.

she stumbled into her room once sam had passed out on the couch, falling on to her bed with a huff.

she checked her phone and whined, sad that stephen hadn’t said anything.

he was more dramatic than he let on.

despite her being worried, it felt kind of sweet knowing that stephen could be vulnerable around anna even if it meant throwing a silent tantrum.

she soon passed out with the lights on.

she woke up late the next day, grimacing as she stirred slowly. she went out to check on sam, who’d already left. anna charged her phone and saw he’d texted her that he’d left.

anna and sam hardly ever got hangovers. it only happened if they drank way over their limit. so she felt fine, with just a slight headache that advil took care of pretty quickly. she showered and decided to show up at stephen’s with some flowers.

she realized that he might have felt a bit left out. she was ashamed that she’d let marc hog all her attention. as she was heading to stephen’s on the bus, she received a text from marc.

marc: ‘hey anna. i have the day off. would you like to meet up.’

anna ignored the message. she’d think about it later. right now, she was focused on stephen.

she arrived at the stop and walked to his house. anna admired the house as she rang the bell, smiling to herself.

she was wearing the same dress that she’d worn on one of the days she’d rung his doorbell to give him the cookies wanda made. she hoped it would put a smile on his face.

however, her own smile melted away as christine answered the door.

what.

the.

actual.

fuck.

she heard stephen call out from the back. “christine, wait!”

he showed up at the door, his shirt partially undone and hair a mess. the look on his face read a big old ‘oh shit.’

that look alone was so loud he didn’t have to voice it.

“oh hey anna” christine smiled awkwardly. she had a shirt on that was so oversized it looked like it was obviously stephen’s, and her own hair was a mess. “i’ll uh, i’ll just head back in.”

anna was surprised by how cordial she was being.

she looked over at stephen as christine left, scanning him. “so” she started, her jaw clenching. “fun night?”

stephen breathed in sharply. he didn’t know what to say. were the flowers for him?

“i… anna, are those. did you get those for me?”

anna looked down at her flowers, as if she was disappointed in herself for making this decision. “yeah. felt bad that you left so abruptly last night. guess now i know why.”

stephen closed the door and stepped out and closer to anna. “and why do you think i left early?”

“to hookup with your ex-wife? you’re really gonna make me say it?” she met his eyes, her throat welling up.

“that is not why i left early.” stephen shook his head.

“sure. save it.”

she tossed the flowers to his feet and turned to walk away.

“anna, wait.”

she kept walking away and stephen caught up to her, grabbing her arm.

“what?” she turned around, glaring at the man.

“why are you so mad?” he asked, searching her glassy eyes.

“i don’t know, why were you so mad yesterday?”

“i never said i was mad.”

“you were surely being very passive aggressive.”

“i don’t think i was.”

“whatever, stephen. why don’t you go back to fucking your ex-wife? telling her the same sweet things you’d tell me.”

“anna” stephen’s gaze softened. it just hit him. their sex meant more to her than just a physical thing.

she broke her wrist free and began to walk away but paused and turned, raising her voice. “and while you have her head shoved up between your legs, why don’t you tell her you told me i’m the best fucking head you’ve ever had?”

stephen was taken aback by the way anna spoke, watching her storm off.

he blinked, his mind blank.

he stood there for a couple minutes, anna’s voice echoing in his head. when an old lady walked past his house and cast him a dirty look, he finally came to his senses. “i better head inside.”

anna was fuming on her way back. she responded to marc once she got home. ‘me too. where do you wanna meet up.’

she cleaned up her house in fury, putting on a playlist she found that was titled “fuck men” as she blared out some of the lyrics.

“fuck this” she spoke to herself as she cleaned. “fuck this. fuck him. fuck her. you could do fucking everything for a person and it still doesn’t fucking mean anything. that’s all i’ll ever be to these people!” she threw her towel aside, tears streaming down her cheeks. “someone to fuck. someone to be a placeholder until someone they actually wanted comes along. that’s. all. i’ll. ever. fucking. be.” she fell to her couch, hands covering her face as she sobbed.

she knew stephen didn’t make her feel that away. he always made her feel special but she wasn’t thinking clearly. and she wasn’t the one to hold back from letting her frustrations out. even if it meant yelling to herself in private. beside, this just triggered memories of every bad experience she’d had where she’d been abandoned or betrayed. maybe those instances happened to her far too much.

it felt like this was supposed to be her role. like things couldn’t ever get better than this. this was who she was meant to be.

anna tried to distract herself. she’d drive herself crazy dwelling on this. besides, she didn’t wanna waste time thinking about stephen. when he didn’t even think of her ever.

she blocked him and spent the day indulging in self care. she got some yoga in, made herself some pizza (it was ready made but it counts) and caught up on the book she’d been reading. none of it really helped but at least she hadn’t spent the whole day crying.

***

“i should’ve left earlier, i’m sorry” christine was dressed when stephen came in and picking up her bag.

stephen felt like she’d almost done that on purpose but didn’t say anything. after all, he’d played a equal hand in this.

“let’s promise to never see each other again” stephen murmured. “i guess we’ve had our goodbye.”

christine nodded. she leant in to kiss him on the cheek. “i’m sorry for everything, stephen. i hope you find happiness.”

stephen saw her to the door and went back in, groaning to himself.

he pulled out his phone, sighing.

what would he even say to anna?

he’d have to admit how he felt about her and he thought she wanted to pick things back up with marc.

and he’d felt utterly lonely and helpless. how would he ever be able to voice this to her? he’d taken so long just to admit this to himself.

he tried with a simple, ‘hi anna, can we talk?’

he raised his brows when the message didn’t go through. he checked his connection and tried again. and again.

“shit” his heart sank as he realized she’d blocked him. he swallowed painfully. “fuck. i just keep fucking this up.”

stephen realized he was still alone. if he hadn’t done what he did, he would’ve been less alone at this very moment. at least he would still have her as a friend.

he couldn’t ever ask anna to be his after this blunder.

what was he doing to himself? why was this so hard?

***

anna was calmer now as she got ready for her night with marc. she put on a pair of black leggings, pairing it with a crop top. she left her hair open and grabbed her bag.

“fuck you stephen” she murmured to herself sadly. “you thought i was gonna lament about you the whole day? well i’m gonna go and have fun and you’re gonna know that i had fun.”

anna met marc at a bar. they sat down together and she let herself take marc in.

he was handsome as fuck, and there was never any denying that.

he just wasn’t the kind of guy she saw herself be long term with. his eyes wandered a bit too much for her liking.

and so did stephen’s, it seemed.

she pushed that thought aside. she hated thinking about the possibility of never being able to get together with stephen.

the two caught up on their life events. anna just told marc that her and stephen met because they were neighbors and ended up becoming good friends because they helped each other through tough times. she left out the parts where she tried seducing him and all the times they hooked up.

anna didn’t hold back that night (not that she ever did hold back), and got pretty drunk alongside marc.

soon, they were so out of it, they were heading out to a tattoo parlour. obviously, they got turned away because they were too drunk to get tattooed.

“fuck it, i’m gonna call angela. she’ll give us a tat.”

“she knows how to use a tattoo gun?”

“sort of” marc chuckled.

they ended up heading to her place.

“wait wait wait” anna slurred as she fell on to her bed after greeting herself very drunkedly. “i want a tattoo on my tits.”

angela raised a brow. “you sure?”

“fuck yeah!”

“you’re not gonna sue me for this right?”

“nope” anna grinned before letting out a soft giggle.

“i don’t know” angela shook her head.

“oh come on” anna whined. “okay. um. give me a piece of paper.”

marc was just as drunk so he tore a piece from angela’s paper towel roll and handed it to her.

anna stared at the tissue, blinking. “yeah um. so. wait a minute.”

she looked up at marc. “i need a pen, dingus.”

“oh right” marc burst out laughing and handed her a pen.

she scribbled on to the paper, her handwriting even more awful than usual.

“i, anna bailey, declare that i’m fully consenting to getting tatted on my tits. i’m perfectly aware of this decision and it’s something i’ve been wanting to do for a while anyway. i bear full responsibility for if i regret it.” she then signed it and handed it to angela. “happy?”

the woman laughed and shrugged. “i guess that works. so what kind of tattoo do you want?”

anna decided on getting a little star tattooed right on her cleavage, to the left.

she was laid on to the bed and turned on her selfie camera once it was done, gasping as she studied her new tattoo. “he said you sort of knew how to tattoo. this is like, professional shit.”

angela chuckled. “yeah well if i was a professional, y’all wouldn’t be able to come to me for drunk tattoos.”

“true” anna giggled. “hey i’m gonna take a picture. get in the frame, marc.”

she held up the camera, angling it below her neck and marc popped up into the frame, face beside her chest. “ah, i’ve missed this.”

“shut up” anna laughed before taking the picture and posted it without a second thought, captioning it, ‘reconnecting with a old buddy.’

“okay, my turn!” marc exclaimed, pulling out his phone and looking through the designs he wanted. while him and angela were engrossed in a discussion, anna sighed to herself and went on stephen’s page, looking through his photos.

god, he was so hot.

he was too good for her anyway. she was kind of trashy. he was always so charming and sophisticated. he probably realized that and decided he was going to fuck christine.

***

the worst part about this whole ordeal was that nothing had even really happened. christine had come over. they’d made out for a little bit before he stopped and declared he didn��t want to do this.

he’d felt no spark. it didn’t feel good. he realized that it only felt good when it was with anna.

he was so hooked on to her.

so they’d ended up ordering takeout and talking the whole night, trying to patch up something that could never be patched up.

they’d just fallen asleep in the same bed, and she’d insisted on wearing his shirt.

that was why he was so annoyed with christine. she didn’t have to answer the door. she could’ve told anna. she didn’t have to have his shirt on while she answered the door.

she was so childish sometimes and stephen was so glad he didn’t go along with what they initially had in mind.

but how was he supposed to tell anna this when she didn’t want to listen and she’d blocked him?

as he was tossing and turning that night, he decided to check if she’d blocked him on instagram too.

he went to her instagram account and surprisingly, he wasn’t blocked. he could text her there and explain everything.

he went to her profile, his heart dropping when he saw the recent photo. he clicked on it, his blood boiling.

he couldn’t rip his eyes away from the picture, even though every cell in his body was begging him to look away. he didn’t want to see it, yet he couldn’t stop.

well, that surely was one way to “connect with an old buddy”.

all he wanted to do in this moment was absolutely break marc’s face. even though the man was innocent. he didn’t know.

but he just wanted to go there, grab him by the collar and drag him far away from anna. he looked a little too happy in that photo for his liking.

stephen absolutely despised marc in this very moment.

he threw his phone aside, rubbing his face in frustration. he decided not to text her.

maybe it was far too late. he’d fucked everything up.

he turned to his side, closing his eyes to go to sleep. but a tear trickled down his cheek and it felt like his chest was about to rip apart.

***

after marc got his tattoo, anna was insanely exhausted. they decided to call an uber and head home. she was dropped off first. she thanked the driver and marc before heading out of the car. she stumbled to her apartment door, glancing at the apartment next to hers that used to be stephen’s. she sighed and went in.

she dropped to her couch and went to her instagram, frowning when she saw stephen hadn’t liked her post. she threw her phone aside, murmuring, “whatever. i’m hot. i don’t need him to tell me how hot i am. especially knowing his type’s literally christine.”

she then laughed at herself, knowing how much of a lie that was.

christine was hotter than she could ever dream to be.

“oh i was so delusional” she murmured herself, a tear making its way down her cheek. she was too exhausted to walk to her bedroom so she just laid on her couch, pulling up the blanket. and she was out like a light in no time.

…

a/n: i am once again asking you all to not hate me lol. also, do you guys think anna might have an alcohol problem lol? having said that i’m literally hungover today but i wasn’t gonna miss out on another update. stay tuned! good things take time 💗

ps. let’s take this as a lesson from anna. if something like this happens, self care is the way to go. even if it doesn’t help you right away, you’re still reinforcing the belief that you’re important and a priority to yourself which works wonders long term! love you all!!

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Neighbor Next Door - Stephen Strange / Female OC

18+ | minors dni

Summary: anna had always thought the doctor next door was attractive. and one interaction left her itching to get more of him.

Tags: age gap (25F & 40M), cheating (but not in the way you’d think), strong language, smut.

Chapter 13: Butter her up

the day of the concert came. anna and wanda were getting dressed together at wanda’s place. stephen had asked if he could invite a friend that had taken him to the event that reunited the two and they’d of course said yes. sam was with his bandmates.

anna put on a cropped top and a pair of high waist shorts. wanda had a purple dress on. “you look exquisite” anna gleamed as she saw wanda come out of the bathroom.

“oh stop” wanda chuckled and shook her head.

“what do you think stephen will wear?” anna pondered. “he’s always dressed so formally. surely he won’t wear a suit to a concert?”

wanda giggled and shrugged. “he might just surprise us.”

stephen texted anna when he was ready and they headed out.

stephen had a white shirt on with a pair of jeans. but his top few buttons were undone.

holy shit, the man looked hot.

“wow, stephen” anna smiled as they hugged sideways. “you look amazing.”

“as do you” he glanced down at anna, already starting to feel aroused. god, did she always have to look this hot?

well, he figured you couldn’t easily rid of what you were blessed with. he greeted wanda and they filed into his car, anna in the passenger seat.

“marc will be meeting us at the place” stephen informed as they put on their seat belts and anna nodded in response.

they made small talk and the whole time, anna couldn’t keep her eyes off of stephen.

they eventually pulled up to the venue. anna and wanda left to wish sam and his band good luck while stephen waited for marc.

anna rushed back to stephen with wanda. he spotted them walking over and smiled, gently pointing in anna’s direction to marc.

in response, the dark haired man turned and locked eyes with anna and she could swear her heart leaped to her throat.

“oh, fuck. oh no”

“you can say that again” wanda hissed.

they walked over to the two, marc smiling.

“hey, anna. wow. it’s so nice to see you again.” marc murmured.

“um hey marc” she looked between stephen and marc.

stephen wondered if he was referring to the performance? “do you guys… know each other?”

anna inhaled sharply. she didn’t know why she was so nervous, it wasn’t as if her and stephen were together.

“oh yeah” anna murmured softly.

“we uh… we used to date.” marc offered, shifting awkwardly.

“oh… oh cool” stephen was a little taken aback but gained his composure back right away. “that’s great, you guys know each other already.”

it was, in fact, not great.

anna nodded and smiled at stephen. “so um, should we head on?”

“let’s go” marc smiled at anna. she held his gaze for a second before breaking it and turning to lead them inside.

“um this isn’t awkward is it?” stephen shuffled closer to anna once they were in and marc was busy catching up with wanda. “i didn’t know. are you guys like… okay with each other?”

“oh yeah” anna nodded and smiled. “we werent all that serious to be honest. never made things official or anything. and no hard feelings so we’re okay.”

“okay” stephen nodded. he didn’t like that answer. but then again, he didn’t think he’d like any sort of answer regarding this. “that’s uh…good.”

what did that mean? did it mean they used to be hookup buddies? that made him want to run his car into a wall, it didn’t help his insecurities at all.

“so, anna how’ve you been?” marc eventually gravitated over to anna’s side and now she was stuck between the only two men that had ever given her an orgasm in her entire life.

not sure why that was such a big thing but apparently it was.

“i’ve been good” anna smiled over at marc. “and you?”

“good, good” marc smiled. “can’t believe it’s been a year.”

“yeah” anna nodded, not quite sure what to say.

“you look great.”

stephen felt his jaw clench and looked away, pretending to focus on the stage ahead. so was this how anna felt with stella? because wow, this was not a good feeling.

“thanks” anna smiled awkwardly.

but then it hit her.

she had absolutely nothing to feel awkward about. clearly her and stephen were not dating and he seemed to have no issues bringing random women home. so why should she feel held back by anything? “you look great too” she added with a smile, blinking up at marc.

the man smirked down at anna before they heard sam get on stage and returned their attention to the front, anna cheering the band on.

the concert was fantastic as usual. wanda and anna cheered their friend up the whole time, and they were having an absolute blast.

“we love you, sam!!!!!” anna screamed as loud as possible during quiet between the sets and saw his bestfriend laughing as he spoke into his mic. “i’m pretty sure that was my best friend, anna. thanks, bitch!!”

anna giggled in response and looked over to see if stephen was enjoying himself.

she gave him a thumbs up, mouthing, “all good?”

he nodded with a smile, returning the thumbs up.

close to the end of the concert, anna turned to marc and stephen, “do you guys wanna go to the after party?”

“i’d love to! stephen?” marc looked over at his friend expectantly.

well now he wasn’t just going to leave the two alone, especially considering how he’d spoken about anna on the day of her performance.

“yeah, let’s do it!”

anna grinned, she was so excited to get to spend more time with stephen.

anna and marc left to get some water as wanda and stephen made their way out of the venue. stephen watched them leave, his skin crawling. he hated this. she was laughing at something he said. what was so funny? he could be funny, too.

“relax” wanda smirked as she caught stephen stealing glances. “there’s nothing between them anymore.”

“um yeah i… i don’t … care.” stephen mumbled. he didn’t feel like this often. usually, he was perfectly good with articulating himself.

wanda giggled and stephen blushed. this was not going well.

anna and marc headed out to meet stephen and wanda as sam approached them from the opposite side.

“oh my god, marc, my boy!!!” sam shouted in delight as he approached marc. “hey, how’ve you been, man?”

stephen watched the two talk, growing even more jealous. what, so sam liked him too?

soon, they filed into a cab and sam was once again going to go join his band mates.

they finally arrived to the bar and decided to get a table.

as much as stephen tried to end up next to anna, he failed. he ended up next to wanda, while anna was wedged between wanda and marc.

perfect.

wedged between the two people that were his potential competition. he hadn’t felt this uncomfortable in a while. he didn’t understand why he was so jealous. but right now, he wasn’t going to try and rationalize.

“oh your performance was incredible anna” marc smiled.

he’d been hogging anna’s attention this whole time. he wouldn’t shut up and stephen could barely get a word in.

“thank you” anna blushed and looked down at her glass. she was confident on stage but now that it was being brought up so casually, she felt a little awkward and shy.

“you never mentioned that you knew her?” stephen questioned marc before downing his drink. he felt his ears flush with heat, he was starting to get tipsy.

“i know, i just didn’t think you would believe me,” marc laughed. “i mean, she was like a celebrity out there.”

stephen chuckled in response but rolled his eyes internally. would he stop buttering her up?

“oh, marc, you’re too nice to me,” anna giggled and stephen felt less and less good about being there.

as time passed, it felt like marc was hell bent on having all of anna’s attention to himself. maybe he was just excited to see her after such a long time but stephen really couldn’t help how he felt. him and wanda were pretty much quiet the whole time. it got so bad wanda shifted to sit across from him and they started to speak, which was also awkward, considering stephen knew the history between them and wanda knew that stephen knew.

“god anna, i’ve missed you” stephen heard marc sigh next to him. “i’m not gonna lie, part of me is relieved you haven’t found someone yet.”

stephen raised a brow and looked over at anna who looked in his direction right away.

she bit her lip and looked away. “oh stop it, marc.”

“i mean it” he insisted. “sometimes i wonder if we could’ve been more.”

stephen felt his heart sink at that. he looked over at anna.

“me too” anna responded softly and that broke stephen’s heart.

maybe anna would never belong with him. maybe she still had feelings for marc.

he wanted her to follow that up with something. anything. something that said “but now i’m over you.”

but there was nothing but awkward silence.

“excuse me” stephen was the first to speak as he slid out of his seat and headed toward the bathroom.

“get a grip” he teethed to himself, staring at the sink. “she’s not yours. you never asked her to be yours. this isn’t fair to anyone. not her. not marc.”

he realized he’d fucked up and that marc had gotten to anna before he had. could he still fight for her?

did he also want her?

as more than just friends that hooked up?

stephen went out and watched anna and marc, his arm around anna. he wanted to leave. he didn’t want to stick around for longer.

“uh guys, i think i’m gonna head out” stephen said as he got to the table and asked for the bill.

finally, anna paid him attention for the first time since they’d gotten here. “what? are you okay?”

“yeah” stephen looked away, he didn’t wanna look at her. “i’m fine. should head home though.”

“but we haven’t even been here for too long” anna reasoned.

“i know” stephen shrugged. he paid for his drinks, thanking the waiter.

“can i see you out?” anna asked. she could tell something was wrong and hoped maybe he’d tell her what was wrong if it was in private.

“no, i’m okay.”

“stephen-“

“good night everyone” stephen smiled at everyone and pat marc on the back before heading out.

anna watched after him, extremely confused but a little concerned.

she pulled out her phone immediately and began to text stephen. marc was now distracted by a beautiful bartender. which was something she was used to a lot. it was the one big reason they could never really be more than just hook ups

anna: hey stephen, are you okay? what happened?

anna started to worry as she didn’t get a response right away. stephen finally responded after 15 minutes.

stephen: yup. just tired.

but why was he being so weird and distant?

anna: are you sure? you can tell me you know

anna ordered another drink and waited, rolling her eyes as marc returned his attention to her now that the waitress was gone. so typical.

finally, her phone buzzed.

stephen: i’m okay anna. seems like you have good company anyway. so there was no reason for me to stick around.

anna: what do you mean?

stephen: nothing. i was tired. i usually go to bed early and it didn’t really seem like you needed me to stick around.

anna’s brows furrowed and she let out a sigh of frustration, assuring marc and wanda that everything was okay when they asked.

anna: okay. i’m sorry you felt tired. i hope you get a good nights rest. did you enjoy the concert?

no response. anna kept her phone away and turned her attention to her friends but she couldn’t stop thinking about stephen.

and then it hit her.

was he jealous?

that could be a possibility.

she wasn’t proud of it but she did like the possibility of that a little too much.

stephen strange jealous that she was talking to her ex lover? it was too flattering to not be a little happy about. but she was mostly upset that he felt the need to just leave. she hoped he was okay.

she texted him again, even though there was no response to the previous text.

anna: good night, stephen. thanks for coming today. it was so fun having you around.

***

stephen headed straight for the couch when he reached home, reading through anna’s texts.

he sighed to himself. he felt awful. and a little annoyed toward anna. he didn’t like the way he’d just been cast aside. but was it rational for him to feel this way? she wasn’t obliged to pay him attention 24/7.

even if it was irrational to feel this way, he did. and it didn’t feel like he could rationalize his way out of this. maybe it stung a bit too much considering that he’d just come out of a relationship where he’d been cheated on repeatedly.

his phone screen blinked and he glanced at the screen, sighing louder. it was christine. she’d been trying to reach him for the past couple of days, telling him she missed him and that she messed up.

but for some reason, he hadn’t been able to block her.

he picked his phone up, hesitating slightly before he began to type a message back. ‘christine, what do you want?’

the response was instant: ‘stephen oh my god you responded!’

he rolled his eyes.

his phone buzzed again: ‘i just miss you so much. i can’t eat. i can’t sleep. i just need you right now.’

stephen sat up straight. he knew he shouldn’t be worrying about her but he felt obligated. ‘is everything okay?’

‘everything’s okay. it’s just that you’re not here. and i need you.’

stephen’s cheeks heated up as he read through her text. did that mean what he thought it meant?

‘stephen? i’m sorry. i crossed a line.’

‘i’m asking for the last time christine. what do you want from me?’

the response took a bit longer this time. it seemed as though she’d been typing for a long time. when the response finally came, all it said was:

‘i just need you. for one more night. to say goodbye properly.’

stephen’s heart leaped. he stared at the text, biting his lip. he leaned back, resting his head against the couch as he stared up at the ceiling, letting out a frustrated grunt.

was he honestly considering this? tonight was rough but was it really this rough?

he just felt like anna had already slipped away. what harm could this do? he was going to be alone. he’d already lost her. and he just couldn’t bear the thought of it.

slowly, he texted back. it felt like he was observing himself in third person this time. like he wasn’t in his body. like he wasn’t in control of what was going to happen next.

‘one last night. come over.’

he sent his address, his heart pounding.

he knew he was going to regret this. but anything would be better than the pain in his chest caused by the thought of losing anna.

…

a/n: i :) am :) genuinely :) sorry :) is the slow burn too slow? i’m just such a sucker for angst. and i WILL be updating next week because this just got too spicy for even me to skip on a update. see you angels next week! 💗

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ok I dunno if this is a weird request, but would you do a request where the reader is in her twenties and she and her friends joke about Stephen being "old" and how he probably can't perform, and Stephen overhears them and he then shows the reader he can in fact perform.

Bonus points if you can add in a few kinks and make it super hot ;)

Let me prove to you

Word count: 3.5k

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Female Reader

Trope: Explicit smut, Daddy kink, Age gap (18+ Warning, Minors DNI)

A/N: I may have made this request into pure filth, but I hope you like this, and I hope this was what you were after. @withalittlehoney has created a story similar to this, so I recommend checking hers out too.

At the age of twenty-two, you had officially been training at Kamar Taj for just under a year. The time had flown by pretty quick and you were enjoying learning something new every day. It was especially easy since you had made two pretty good friends along the way – Skylar and Bella. You could talk about anything you wanted with those girls, and you often did.

There was one topic that always seemed to come up, though, and that was Doctor Strange. The three of you couldn’t help but joke about him every now and then, and how he claimed to be the master of mystic arts. He was always so cocky about knowing everything, you thought.

You did think he was good looking, though. You didn’t want to admit it, but sometimes when you were at a training class staring at him, you felt an ache between your thighs whenever you caught his gaze. Despite that weird, little infatuation you had, you and your friends still continued to joke about him.

Sometimes you called him old – mainly because you weren’t quite sure how old he really was in the first place. All you knew was that he had grey streaks in his hair. He must have been in his late 40s or early 50s. You also joked about his confidence. The three of you all thought that Stephen couldn’t make any women feel good because of his old age. You all thought he’d just tire out quickly.

They were jokes only the three of you knew about. No one else was supposed to find out about them, but it was late one morning when you, Bella and Skylar were meeting up after your training lesson. Yet another lesson was done for the day.

“How do you guys think training went?” you asked them. You then quickly spotted Stephen walking behind your friends before disappearing. He had been walking with a little hop in his step. You couldn’t help but giggle.

“What are you laughing at?” asked Skylar.

“I just saw Stephen. And he was walking so confidently,” you said with a chuckle.

The other girls joined in, chuckling along with you.

“It’s so funny that Stephen acts so confident,” you continued. “He’s probably terrible at everything he does.”

“Yeah.” Bella nodded. “He just can’t do anything right because he’s so old.”

You and your friends all laughed in unison once more. That was when a really funny thought hit you.

“I bet he can’t even get it up anymore and satisfy any woman he’s with,” you smirked.

You laughed again, and that was when you noticed Skylar and Bella’s faces going white. They looked terrified.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“That’s not very nice.” A deep voice said behind you.

It was a voice you instantly recognised. You were too afraid to turn around and instead focused on the horrified look on your friend’s faces.

“We gotta go,” Skylar quickly said.

“Yeah. See ya,” muttered Bella.

With that, they both ran away, leaving you alone with Stephen. You didn’t even have the chance to tell them to wait. You had no choice but to turn around now. You did it slowly, coming face to face with a glaring Stephen. His arms were crossed as he looked at you.

“Did you hear everything me and Bella and Skylar were saying?” you asked shyly.

“I heard you call me old,” he explained, voice still low. “And that I probably can’t get it up anymore. Or satisfy any woman that I’m with.”

You gave him a little smile. “Well, you are old. And you probably can’t satisfy anyone anymore.”

Stephen chuckled. “I’m only 43, sweetheart. I bet you I can still satisfy someone in bed.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re rather confident.”

“And you’re a brat who needs to be proven wrong about what you say about me.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “And how are you going to do that?”

“Let me fuck you so that I can still prove to you that I can satisfy a woman at my age,” he said with a little growl.

You laughed at him. “You’re going to be the worst two minutes of my life if I say yes.”

Stephen smirked at you. “I can last longer than that.”

“You’re super confident…”

“Listen. I’ll make a deal with you.”

You gave him a curious stare. “What’s the deal?”

“If you let me fuck you, and I’m a total failure, then you can tell everyone at Kamar Taj what an old man I am. And how I’m terrible in bed.”

You sent him a smile. “That’s a pretty big deal.”

“Well, that’s how confident I am. I’m willing to put my ego on the line here.”

You stared at him for a long moment. The two of you just shared an intense stare without saying a single word – until you spoke up.

“Okay.” You nodded. “Show me what you can apparently do.”

“Alright. Follow me.” He turned around, opening up a portal to a bedroom.

Side by side, you entered the room, confused as to where you were.

“Where have you taken me?” you asked, eyeing the room.

Stephen closed the portal. “This is my bedroom in the New York Sanctum. This way, no one can hear you when I make you scream my name…”

You laughed right in his face. “It’s bold of you to assume that you can do that.”

Stephen let out a scoff. “I can’t wait to shut you up.”

A second later, Stephen moved and your lips collided in a heated kiss. You gasped, your eyes wide since you were totally shocked at what he was doing. You kissed him back, pushing your tongue into his mouth as you felt him wrap his arms around you. You copied him. The two of you stood there, kissing wildly. Your lips stayed attached for a long moment before Stephen suddenly pulled away from you. He grabbed your arm and moved your hand down lower and lower, until it was right over his cock. You gasped at that. You couldn’t believe how hard he was for you.

He leaned in to whisper in your ear. “That’s what you do to me.”

You squeezed at his cock through his pants and he groaned into your ear. The sound went straight to your pussy, making you grow wet.

Stephen then suddenly grabbed at your waist and lifted you up from the floor. You were shocked at how strong he was. He threw you right onto his bed and covered your body with his. Your lips met again as you kissed again. You couldn’t help but notice that he was being rough and eager with you to prove a point – and you were loving it. Stephen kissed you rough and hard before pulling away from you. Then he pulled off your clothes. Soon, you were exposed for him.

Stephen licked at your neck, his lips sucking at you at just the right spot. You whimpered in response, his lips feeling so good on you. Stephen then moved down more and more, his lips kissing at each breast and sucking at your nipples. Then he got to your stomach and stopped. You watched him closely. He gave you a little grin before pushing your legs apart. He gave your inner thighs some soft kisses, his lips so close to your pussy. He stuck out his tongue and ran it all the way from your little hole to your clit.

You whined at the feeling and then grabbed at the blankets below you. Stephen hummed against your pussy and it sent vibrations up and down your body. Then he gave your clit a lick and it had you whimpering out his name. You reached down, grabbing some of his hair and tugging at it. Stephen kept licking and sucking at your clit, and you just laid there, moaning over and over again. He kept sucking at your little clit and your back arched as the pleasure took over.

“Please don’t stop,” you pleaded with him.

Stephen suddenly pulled away from you, giving you a smirk. “Begging now are we?”

You said nothing. You just grabbed the back of his head and pushed him back to where you needed him. Stephen chuckled against your pussy lips and went back to licking at you. Then you began to grind your hips against him. You were riding his face. You could feel your orgasm growing more and more, the feeling getting bigger as each second passed. But it was as if Stephen knew that you were close because he suddenly pulled away from you. He stood up, his goatee glistening under the light from your pussy juices. He was soaked with them.

You stared at him. “Why did you stop?”

“I want you to cum on my cock,” he muttered.

You watched Stephen as he pulled off his clothes. Soon his cock was on show and you whimpered at the sight of him.

Stephen laughed. “Do you like what you see?”

“Shut up,” you said quickly.

He laughed and moved over to you, getting on the bed. He grabbed you and flipped you over with ease so that you were laying down on your stomach. His hands were on your hips, pulling you up so that your ass was in the air. Stephen got behind you as he grabbed his cock. He ran the swollen tip up and down your wet slit. You couldn’t help but whine in total frustration. You just wanted him to fuck you already.

“Please,” you begged him. It was then that you felt him move his tip away from your pussy.

He laughed lowly. “You’re so desperate for me now.”

“I want you to fuck me,” you practically demanded.

“You’re so needy now…” he said. “You deserve to wait after calling me an old man before.”

“I’m sorry. In me now,” you said simply, your voice laced with desperation.

He laughed yet again. “You can do better than that.”

You whined in response. “Please fuck me, sir.”

“Fuck,” Stephen whispered.

You cried out when you felt Stephen suddenly push his length deep into you. He filled you right up, giving you all of his cock, not stopping until he was balls deep.

Stephen held your hips nice and tight before he began to just ram straight into you. He fucked you hard and fast and you kept crying out in response. You then let out a particularly loud cry when Stephen suddenly smacked your ass with one of his big hands – he hit you so hard that you were certain he would leave his handprint behind.

He fucked you deep and hard, totally relentless.

“You’re taking all of me so well,” he muttered.

You just whined at him, grabbing one of the pillows below you in your hands as Stephen gripped your hips tight as he took you.

He suddenly began to fuck you even faster. The feeling had you screaming out and the filthy sound of skin hitting skin was in the room.

“Does it feel good?” Stephen asked.

“It feels so good, daddy!” you screamed.

“Holy fuck,” Stephen snapped, and then he smacked your ass again. “You’re being such a good girl for daddy.”

Stephen continued pounding into you deep and hard and fast. You could even feel yourself getting all pushed up the bed from how hard he was giving it to you. Stephen seemed to pick up on that fact because he grabbed your hips harshly, holding you in place for him. His grip was so harsh that you were sure he’d leave bruises behind. Stephen thrusted into you deep and hit a sweet spot deep inside of you. You cried out at the feeling.

“Oh, please don’t stop!” you told him.

“I won’t,” Stephen grunted.

He kept going. Kept fucking you hard. And he kept hitting that spot over and over again. You could quickly feel your orgasm building with each thrust he gave you.

“You’re gonna make me cum,” you whined.

“Fuck,” Stephen said. “I want to feel you cum all over my cock like a good girl.”

You cried out again as Stephen fucked you so hard and fast, at an almost impossible speed. You couldn’t believe how quickly he was moving. It was just so wild and intense. He gave you three more deep, hard thrusts, and then he was sending you right over the edge.

“Stephen!” you screamed out, your orgasm hitting you so quickly. You let the feeling take over. The pleasure and the heat. It all felt so good. You loved every single second of it.

Stephen fucked you right through your orgasm, dragging out the delicious feeling. When the feeling of your orgasm faded away, Stephen stopped moving. He pulled his cock out of you and you couldn’t help but whimper, already missing the feeling of him inside of you.

You watched him carefully as he moved. He sat down, resting his back up against the headboard. Then he locked eyes with you.

“Be a good girl and come ride daddy’s cock,” he growled.

You moved quickly, not wasting a single second. You sat in Stephen’s lap and reached behind you, wrapping your hand around his hard cock. You lifted yourself up an inch or two before pressing his swollen tip to your pussy. You slid down his length, letting him fill you up slowly, the both of you moaning in unison.

Once he was inside of you, you started to bounce. You were so lost in pleasure that you just started to bounce wildly on his cock, so desperate to feel good. You rested your hands on Stephen’s broad shoulders, holding them tight and using them as support as you rode his cock. Stephen reached down and grabbed your hips, gripping them tight. You cried out, loving how he felt inside of you. You pressed your lips to Stephen, giving him an eager kiss.

“Your cock feels so good,” you admitted, eyes rolling into the back of your head.

“Yeah?” he answered.

“Yes,” you replied with a long moan. You kissed Stephen again, your tongue dancing right into his mouth. You carried on bouncing on his cock, letting him fill you up over and over.

You suddenly felt Stephen wrap his arms around your back. He began to fuck up into you, the pleasure doubling.

“Stephen!” you let out with a scream.

Stephen fucked you rough and hard, pounding into you from underneath. You kept screaming so loudly. You couldn’t even believe how loud you were being. And you also couldn’t believe how good Stephen was making you feel. Of all people, it was him making you feel that good. It was hard to take in.

“Fuck, daddy,” you whined.

Stephen kissed you fast and hard. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes,” you nodded desperately. “Please keep going!” You didn’t want him to stop. You were so close to cumming. Your orgasm felt like it was just minutes away, and you needed to feel it.

And he did just that. He fucked you hard and deep and fast, giving you every single inch of his throbbing cock. You wrapped your arms around his back and scratched your nails along his skin. But that was when Stephen all of sudden held you that little bit tighter. He flipped you over so that you were laying on your back, with him right above you. He slid his cock back into you, the movement hard and fast, and he let out a deep and loud groan. He held your hips tightly and fucked you, your tits moving as he took you.

You couldn’t believe how good Stephen was fucking you. How fast he was moving. You screamed out loudly when the tip of Stephen’s cock hit that sweet spot yet again. You could feel yourself clenching around Stephen’s cock. Stephen seemed to like that, because he looked down at you and just groaned again.

“Fuck, baby,” he let out.

“Stephen,” you cried out.

“Yeah?” he replied.

“You’re gonna make me cum again!”

That was when he picked up the pace some more and began to pound into you. Your mind was a mess. Everything felt fuzzy. You couldn’t even think straight.

“Say my name,” Stephen demanded.

“Oh, Stephen!” you let out.

“That’s the wrong answer,” he snapped, still fucking you hard. “Say my name!”

“Fuck, daddy,” you finally managed to say.

He gave you a deep, had thrust. It was so deep you could have sworn you could feel him right inside your stomach. You let out a choked gasp as your orgasm began to blossom, the pleasure you were feeling suddenly feeling like it was doubling. You were in shock. The sensation built up more and more, the delicious heat growing right between your thighs. Stephen pumped his cock into you, and then it was it for you, because that had you meeting your orgasm. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as the feeling hit you hard and fast. You came right around his cock, the feeling so wonderful, but it felt different. You felt so wet between your thighs, and when you looked down, you noticed that you had squirted. That explained why you felt totally soaked, and why your orgasm was so wild and deep and intense.

Stephen groaned, fucking you right through your second orgasm and making it feel all the more better. You clenched around his cock and he pounded into you a few more times before he suddenly pulled out. He got on his knees and aimed his cock right at your stomach. He pumped his length a few times before spilling his seed right across your skin, a filthy moan leaving his lips. He didn’t stop playing with his cock until he had shot out every last drop, your stomach covered in his cum.

When he was done, he fell to the bed next to you, panting wildly – just as you were. You were exhausted, feeling totally spent after Stephen had taken you so good. You still couldn’t believe he was able to pull it off.

“Holy fuck,” you finally said when your breathing was back on track. You were in shock. How had Stephen fucked you so good? There was no way anyone would believe that he of all people had made you feel that good.

Stephen chuckled. “That good, huh?”

You turned to look at him with wide eyes. “Fuck, yes.”

Stephen sent you a smile. “I told you I’d be good.” He then got out of bed, taking long strides into another room. He returned a moment later with a damp washcloth. He cleaned you up, the cloth running over your stomach until every trace of him was gone.

You appreciated how kind and tender he was being – especially after what you two had just done. He cleaned you up a little more, the warm cloth all soft against your body. Then he let the cloth hit the pile of clothes that had been thrown to the floor earlier.

Stephen then got back into bed with you. He opened his arm, signalling for you to rest your head there. You cuddled up to him, letting him wrap his strong arm around you, pulling you close. Both of your bodies were so warm after what you had just done. The two of you said nothing for a while. You just laid there in total silence. Until you broke it.

“You know how to fuck, old man,” you told him. But your voice was light and teasing.

Stephen chuckled lowly at your words. “Well, I should tell everyone what a little screamer you are in bed.”

You quickly turned your head to face him. You couldn’t help but glare at him, your eyes darkened and narrowed. He wasn’t really going to do that, was he? You felt your skin heating up at the thought of him going around and telling everyone about that. Something that wasn’t anyone’s business.

“That wasn’t part of the deal,” you snapped at him, your voice low and serious.

Stephen smiled at you. “Well stop calling me an old man then.”

“Okay… Old man,” you said playfully.

Stephen gave you a friendly, little eye roll before he leaned in over to you, giving you a sweet, soft kiss. You then kissed him back, your tongue pushing into his mouth. Your tongues danced together for a little while before you both pulled away from each other.

“We should take a nap,” Stephen said, his voice sounding a little tired. “And then I’ll fuck you again.”

You smiled at his offer. That would be fun for sure. “Sounds good, Doctor,” you said softly, letting the exhaustion hit you.

He laughed and held you in his arms a little tighter. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep. You were so tired after your intense love making session with Stephen. Soon, your eyes shut, and you drifted off to sleep.

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Neighbor Next Door- Stephen Strange / Female OC

18+ | minors dni

Summary: anna had always thought the doctor next door was attractive. and one interaction left her itching to get more of him

Tags: age gap (25F & 40M), cheating (but not in the way you’d think), strong language, smut.

Chapter 12: Nothing I can’t handle.

anna filled up a jar of clean water and grabbed two glasses before heading up to stephen’s room.

she stepped in and placed the water on his nightstand. the room smelled like his cologne. it was large and spacious and so organized. it would definitely put her room to shame.

she smiled up at stephen when he walked out of the bathroom. even his pyjamas looked branded. was that gucci?

anna walked up to him, gently cupping his face in her hands as she searched his eyes. “you’re gonna be okay, hm? you really need to get some rest. do you have to be up early tomorrow?”

“y-yeah” stephen nodded. “but it’s okay.”

“i’ll make you some breakfast, yeah?”

“no, anna, seriously-“

“hey, i don’t mind” anna spoke softly. “i want to. i don’t have to start work early. don’t even have to commute or anything. i’ll be okay, i promise. i really don’t mind.”

“okay” stephen breathed out with a smile. he paused for a few seconds, looking away from anna’s gaze to gather the courage. “anna?”

“yes?”

“will you stay? do you mind staying here for the night? with me?”

anna smiled to herself, it was so endearing how shy stephen was asking her that. she’d never really seen this side of him. but it felt like this was bringing them closer.

“of course i’ll stay” anna smiled.

“i can sleep on the floor or…”

“i..i don’t mind sleeping on the bed with you, if-if that’s okay with you?”

“more than okay.”

anna smiled, her thumb gently brushing against stephen’s cheek. “that’s good. let’s go to sleep, hm? or you can talk to me still. but let’s get you down and comfortable.”

stephen nodded. “do you need to get changed?”

“um, i think i’ll be fine-“

“no, of course you need to get comfortable. wait here.”

stephen handed her a shirt and pair of shorts. anna left to get changed in the bathroom, giggling at her reflection in the mirror. it looked so baggy and it smelt of stephen.

she stepped out and stephen looked up, smiling at her.

“i know i look silly” she giggled.

“you look adorable.” stephen smiled.

anna blushed as she slipped into bed, her heart racing.

it was insane to think she was going to be sleeping next to this man, in his clothes.

it all felt so intimate for someone that she just hooked up with sometimes.

anna and stephen talked for a few minutes before he turned the bedside lamp off and they decided to go off to sleep. the bed was so comfortable and spacious. the covers were so smooth against her skin and she felt herself relaxing.

stephen was quick to fall asleep, exhausted from the day and from all the crying.

anna closed her eyes, basking in the wonderful scent and the comfort of the bed. she eventually drifted off to sleep.

she woke up before stephen the next day, frantically turning her alarm off to not wake him up. he stirred a little but stayed asleep.

anna couldn’t help but glance over at the man. he looked so peaceful and adorable.

she smiled to herself, holding back the urge to caress his hair and press kisses to his face.

she slipped out of his bed quietly and headed to the kitchen.

he really didn’t have a lot of groceries to begin with. so she made him sandwiches for lunch and started to make some eggs for breakfast. she was still in the middle of it when she heard stephen come down.

“god, anna. you really didn’t have to.” he murmured, approaching her. he felt awful that she’d taken it upon herself to look after him. he didn’t want to put all that pressure on her.

“i wanted to” she smiled up at stephen, he looked so pretty with his messy hair and sleepy eyes. “do you take tea or coffee?”

stephen shook his head. “i’ll take care of that. you’re already doing more than enough.”

“stephen, stop that. what are friends for, if not this?”

stephen smiled and shook his head, moving to prepare his tea. “what do you take?”

“i’m fine with either.”

stephen helped anna carry the food to the table once she was done and they sat to eat.

“this is really good, thank you” stephen said as he ate. he felt more well rested and less emotionally heavier than he did yesterday. and he was beyond grateful for anna’s help.

but he couldn’t help but feel as if this was girlfriend stuff through and through and he felt a little guilty. he couldn’t be her boyfriend but was accepting the help that would come with being someone’s boyfriend.

“you really didn’t have to anna” stephen smiled as he began to stack up the plates. “thank you so much for being here. i’m so sorry you had to do all of this.”

“like i said, i didn’t have to, i wanted to” anna smiled as she wiped down the table. “we’re friends, okay? friends help each other.”

anna couldn’t deny the giddy feeling she felt inside. she felt more like a wife than anything but she pushed that feeling aside. it was true, she did want to do this. she cared for stephen, whether he realized it or not.

“you’re the best” stephen smiled, loading the dishwasher. “i can take care of the dishes later”

“okay” anna smiled. “um, i guess i’ll be on my way, then?”

“i can drop you off on my way to work, if you’re okay with waiting for a bit.”

“are you sure? won’t that make you late?”

“nope, we’ll leave a little early. don’t worry about it.”

“thanks, stephen. i’ll just get changed quickly.”

“want some new clothes?”

anna liked the idea of wearing stephen’s clothes but she didn’t wanna bother him with that. she paused to think.

“i’ll get you some of my clothes” stephen winked, responding on her behalf, reading the silence as an agreement.

anna giggled. “no, it’s okay.”

“i got you” stephen shook his head and lead her to his room, letting her pick.

she picked a shirt and a pair of shorts, smiling to herself as she made her way to the bathroom. she hoped she wouldn’t look too ridiculous.

anna got undressed and put on stephen’s clothes. again. the shirt actually looked super cool, the shorts looked a bit weird. but overall, it was fine.

anna walked out and decided to wait in the living room. she opened her gc, texting, ‘guess where i am??’

there was no response. she wasn’t really expecting any. it was too early for these bums to be up yet.

anna looked back as she saw stephen come down, checking him out swiftly. why did he have to be so hot?

and she loved the way he dressed. he always dressed like a man. he always always looked good.

anna stood up and stephen smiled as soon as he saw her. “you look adorable.”

anna blushed. “really? thank you.”

stephen smiled in response. “are you ready to go?”

“yes.”

anna blushed as she got in the seat, thinking back to the time she’d given him a blowjob in this very car. anna thanked him once she was dropped off and wished him luck before heading back into her apartment.

anna debated between taking a nap or just starting her day. she eventually settled on just starting her day and getting a head start with her work.

she checked in on stephen to see if he was doing better but she hadn’t had any response. but she understood, he’d been having a busy few days.

she’d finally been done with her last meeting with possibly one of the most irritating artists ever and headed to the couch, sprawling over it as she ordered uber eats.

she texted wanda and sam a bit and put on a netflix show, still annoyed at how the meeting went.

it sometimes bothered her to work in this profession. some of the artists had way too much audacity considering that they were taking her work and calling it their own and making a fortune out of it. the least they could do was show her some respect.

she relaxed a bit once she was done eating. she checked her phone again and saw stephen had sent her a text. ‘im gonna be stopping by the building in an hour. would you be okay with coming down to meet me?’

anna smiled widely to herself, her stress melting away. ‘of course! see you soon!’

anna began to wait with anticipation, not paying attention to the show at all. she eventually hurried down once he texted her that he’d arrived.

he stepped out of the car as he saw her approach, carrying a bag in his hand. “i got you something.”

“oh my god, stephen, what?” anna grinned as she looked inside, gasping as she pulled out a dress that looked like the one wanda had sold to her.

“holy shit stephen, you got me a dress?”

“felt bad for ruining it” stephen shrugged, a smirk plastered on his face.

anna blushed at the gesture, biting her lip. “stop. no way.”

“what?” stephen laughed. “consider it a thank you for all your help yesterday.”

anna looked up at stephen. “stephen, i help you for one day and you buy me a dress?”

stephen laughed. “and well i did ruin your other dress, and that didn’t seem okay to do for someone that’d just given me the best head i’ve ever received.”

anna’s cheeks burnt as she looked around. “you’re unreal.”

the best head ever?

he was just saying that, wasn’t he?

anna couldn’t deny the butterflies in her stomach, and the arousal. just the possibility of her being the best head he’s ever received turned her on.

maybe she had some sort of a kink she didn’t know about.

stephen smirked. “well, do you like it?”

“i do” anna chirped. “the material’s even better than the original. but stephen… i can’t accept this. it looks expensive. how much was it?”

“don’t worry about it” stephen waved his hand. “nothing i can’t handle.”

anna could tell stephen was proud of his wealth. but he had every right to, considering how hard he worked for it and the countless lives he saved.

besides, it was hot as fuck.

“still..it doesn’t feel right.”

“please?” stephen’s voice softened. “will you please accept it? for me?”

anna opened her mouth to protest but couldn’t say anything. “god, stephen, thank you. you’ve done so much for me.”

stephen shook his head. “don’t say that.”

“it’s true” anna looked up to meet his eyes, butterflies swimming in her stomach. “h-how was work today?”

“better” stephen nodded. “still busy but not as emotionally taxing.”

“that’s nice to know” anna smiled. “you’re very brave and generous for what you do.”

“that’s so sweet, thank you.”

“it’s the truth.”

stephen searched anna’s eyes, his heart melting at the sight of her. she was so kind, so sweet. he just wanted to lean in and kiss her. it felt like the worst thing in the world right now to not be able to do that.

“i uh, i should get going” stephen murmured to himself, unable to tear his eyes away from her. “i still have some unpacking to do.”

anna nodded. “thank you for the dress, stephen. i really appreciate it.”

“of course” stephen smiled. “i’ll see you later, okay? take care.”

“you too.”

she watched stephen get in the car and drive off, sighing dreamily to herself.

anna went back up and locked her front door. now he was spoiling her?

they were acting more and more like a couple and it was driving her nuts.

she updated her gc with the new occurrence, giggling happily to herself. stephen made her feel so incredible and she was so elated.

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a/n : hi loves! hope you all have been well. i’ll be releasing two chapters today to make up for the large gaps between updates. hope you enjoy!! 💗

update: you can find chapter 13 here.

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