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She Sets the City on Fire - Text Messages
She Sets the City on Fire: A Bruce Banner Fanfic
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Rating: E
Warning: Age Gap, Recreational drug use (ecstasy), Smut (masturbation, M|F semi-public sex, sex while under the influence of drugs, oral sex, vaginal sex)
Word Count: 3227
Pairing: Bruce Banner x OFC (Summer)
Summary: Bruce is drawn to Summer. She’s everything he wished he could be. Carefree, exciting, and she knows exactly who she is. There are so many reasons a relationship with her wouldn’t work. So why can’t he stop thinking about her?
A/N: On the first chapter, also, there are images in this fic that you need to be able to see.
4. Text Messages
Bruce sat at home alone looking over his data on a StarkPad. He felt he was close to a breakthrough, but there was just one equation he couldn’t seem to get to work. It was frustrating because literally everything else was lining up except this one thing and he couldn’t see where he was going wrong. It was one of those problems that he was tempted to just ignore, but the last time he’d done that he’d ended up with a rather large green problem he needed to deal with.
Summer had asked him to go to a rave with her tonight. Since she’d agreed to make their relationship official they’d seen each other every day. Sometimes just briefly - she’d text him to see where he was and just show up and kiss him and leave again. When he was in the lab, Tony would start teasing him like a kid in the playground. It somehow made the whole thing even better. Other days they’d just spend the whole day together, often they wouldn’t even get out of bed.
He loved being around her. If he was honest with himself, he loved her. It was scary to admit that - even if it wasn’t out loud - because she was so young and such a free spirit, part of him knew there was no way this could last. She would get sick of him eventually and move on. When that happened, how could he move on too?
Today they had not seen each other at all. It was a little strange but he told himself that he needed to have days where she wasn’t there. He couldn’t just become codependent now. When she’d invited him out tonight, he had actually considered it, but in the end, he’d said no. Raves were not for him. They made him feel like an old man, and with the music and drug use, he felt like a tourist in a place that he didn’t speak the language.
So he had stayed at home. He had work. He might watch a movie and order in some Indian food while he tried not to think about how much older he was than his girlfriend.
His phone buzzed.
Bruce put down his phone and decided to order dinner. Daal, saag paneer, rice, and naan. After he’d placed the order he decided to do a separate one for cookies from Insomnia. For some reason, he felt a strong need for warm cookies right now.
Bruce turned on the TV and started to flick through films on Netflix. He settled on a documentary about climate change. He wasn’t sure if that’s what he really wanted to watch but he couldn’t seem to actually pick.
The cookies arrived followed shortly by the Indian food. He sat at the table and ate, while he half-watched the movie. Tony sent him a text about the project and he went back to working on it using Tony’s new idea.
Bruce choked on some cookie and tried to think of a good answer.
After finishing his meal, Bruce packed up the leftovers and put them in the fridge. He looked around the room for something to keep his attention. It was weird. He’d lived alone for decades and tonight he couldn’t seem to settle. He decided to go and take a shower and hoped that might calm his busy mind.
As the warm water rolled over his body, he started to think about Summer. He thought of the way the light played off her hair. Of the curve of her lips when she smiled. The way her hips swayed when she was dancing. The feel of her skin under his hands. The way she felt, warm and wet when he was deep inside of her.
As he thought about her, he stroked himself. Slowly at first, but it quickly turned into a fast and furious jerk off to bring himself to orgasm as quickly as possible. The Hulk reared his head in the back of his mind, and with a sudden jerk of his hips, he came, spilling over his hand in sticky ropes.
He rinsed himself off and got out. He went and checked his phone while he was still wearing his towel and saw a message from Summer waiting for him.
Bruce felt panic grip him and he had to push back the Hulk as his skin started to tinge green.
There was a long pause where Bruce started getting dressed and his panic set in deeper. He began to worry that getting dressed would be redundant because Hulk was pushing so hard that in the end, it would be him going to pick Summer up.
His phone chimed as he was pulling on his shirt.
He flopped back onto the bed and pulled his buttons back undone. For a while he just lay like that, staring at the ceiling as his heart rate slowed down again.
Eventually, he got back up and changed into his pajamas. He thought he might as well just head to bed and read for a while to calm his mind back down again and bore Hulk back to sleep.
Nothing happened for a while and Bruce began to wonder if she’d forgotten. When a text finally came through from an unknown number. He clicked the video.
It was dark and a little hard to see, but he could make out Summer in her cyberpunk clothing. Her clothes and body paint glowed under the lights. She rocked and swayed and ground into the DJ’s lap in time with the deep bass of the music. The guy kept his hands to himself, but Summer didn't. She wrapped then around his neck and pushed her body right up close to his face.
That was the drugs talking. He liked seeing it though. He stared at the words, debating what to write back. He couldn’t brush the words off the way she could. He was sober and she knew it. He wanted to tell her though. He wanted her to see those words herself.
He watched the video again, this time slowly stroking his cock, just to bring that little sense of urgency to watching his girlfriend gyrate on another man. As it ended he got another text.
He had to google to see what that was even supposed to mean. His first reaction to the explanation made him blush. He wanted to play along though, so he scrolled through the emojis for a while.
Bruce smiled and put his phone down. He read for a while and was about to turn his phone to silent and attempt to actually sleep when his phone buzzed in his hand.
He strummed his fingers on the back of his phone. He had assumed that Summer was still sleeping with other people and that of those people Cass was one of them. He wasn’t really sure why she was asking. But it was strange, being asked made his chest feel tight. He’d agreed to an open relationship and now here he was being faced with what that actually means and he was balking.
He loved her. And more he was addicted to her. If that’s how he felt he had to deal with this jealousy he was feeling. He had to trust her because this was the woman he was falling for.
She didn’t reply after that so he turned his phone to silent. Sleep didn’t come easily to him. He wanted to be okay with Summer doing what she wanted. Faced with the reality of it made his stomach knot. He couldn’t help think about Tony and how he talked about having threesomes with two other women and how much he liked to watch them. The thought of Summer with her head between Cassie’s legs was doing anything but turn him on. Maybe he couldn’t handle being with Summer after all.
He pushed the thoughts aside and tried to think about anything else. His project. His friends. Avenging.
“Doctor Banner, Miss Martin is here to see you,” FRIDAY announced softly.
Bruce sat up. “She is?” He questioned. “Send her up, FRIDAY.”
He went to the door and waited for the elevator to come up. When the doors opened she was in the process of working one of her falls out of her hair. She saw him and her eyes lit up. It made him feel light inside, like a bubble of warm gas had formed in his chest. She dashed to him and launched herself into his arms.
“I decided I wanted to be here with you.” She hummed nuzzled into his neck.
Bruce rested his cheek on the top of her head and breathed her in. She smelled of sweat and alcohol and yet he couldn’t get enough. She ran her hands up under his shirt and hooked her fingers into the waistband of his pajama pants, Her fingers teased just above his cock.
He hummed and his cock twitched. She looked up at him and he leaned down and kissed her. It was wet and greedy and his hands went to her ass and pulled her closer to him. He trailed his lips down her neck and his hand roamed up under the pink and black latex bra she was wearing.
“Bruce,” Summer whimpered. “Is there a rooftop? It’s so warm tonight.”
“Mmm… not exactly, but come with me,” Bruce said taking her hand. He led her to the elevator and when the doors closed, she pushed him back up against the wall. She kissed his neck and began to frantically unbutton his pajama shirt.
He breathed heavily, the risk of the Hulk, with his heart rate up and trapped in an enclosed space was high. Green started to tinge his neck and Summer pulled back. “Hello there big guy,” she purred, slipping her hand into his pants and palmed his cock. Her other hand went to his hair and massaged his scalp. “I really want to meet you, but now’s not the best time. Okay?”
“Summer…” Bruce groaned, leaning into her hand. “Don’t call to him.”
“I’m sorry, Brucie,” she hummed. “I thought it might calm him down.”
The doors opened onto the hanger and Bruce almost fell out of them, breathing deeply. The strange thing was, the Hulk had back off. Summer came up behind him and tentatively put her hand on his back. He turned and pulled her close, lifting her up and spinning her. She squealed with delight and when he put her back down, he led her outside, and onto the landing pad.
“Wow!” Summer gasped, taking his hand and moving to the edge. “We’re so high up.”
The air was warm, with just a hint of humidity, and not a cloud in the dark night sky. Way up here, the wind whipped past them, blowing Summer’s hair into her face and the full moon shined down on them, making Summer’s pale skin glow slightly.
He moved up next to her and she turned and smiled up at him, pulling him down into a deep kiss. He held her tightly against him as his tongue explored her mouth. She was running hot, most likely due to the ecstasy in her system, but she felt good. Bruce trailed his fingers up and down her back, relishing the feel of her.
Summer pulled away from him, dropping her bag on the ground and jumping up on the edge of the barrier that ran around the edge of the landing pad. She pulled her bra off over her head and held it in her hand as she swung her legs. He stood looking at her for a moment. Drinking in her body in the moonlight. She held out her arms and he stalked over to her.
“I love you, Bruce Banner,” she hummed as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
He cupped her breasts and traced his thumbs around her nipples. They hardened as he teased them and she hummed softly. “I love you too, Summer.”
“Do you?” She asked, looking up at him. “I know you probably think I’m saying it because I’m high. I really feel it though. “She took his hand and pressed it over her heart. He could feel it beating quickly under his palm like she’d just been running. “Don’t say it back just because you think it’s what I want to hear.”
He bunched one hand in her hair and pushed his hardening cock against her pussy, rolling his hips. She moaned and leaned back, resting on her hands. She still held her bra clutched in her fist and it fluttered in the wind.
“I do love you. I have never fallen for someone the way I have for you and it scares me. But I do.” He assured her.
They kissed and Summer let go of the wall, sliding her hands up Bruce’s chest. She’d let her bra go and the wind caught it. They broke their kiss and watched as the meager piece of material floated up and then fell down, only to be caught in a slipstream and fly from their view.
“Uh oh,” Summer giggled. “I guess I’ll be borrowing one of your shirts tomorrow.”
“I’m sure it will look better on you,” he said and Summer laughed even harder.
Bruce leaned down and captured one of her nipples into his mouth. He swirled his tongue over it and sucked. Summer moaned and tangled her hands in Bruce’s hair.
He kissed down her chest and over her stomach. He hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down to her ankles. She raised her hips as he nosed at her cunt and ran his tongue up her folds.
He lapped wide over her pussy and swirled it over her clit. She gasped and began to move her hips against his face. His fingers joined his tongue and he circled and teased the entrance to her cunt before pushing his middle finger inside. She tightened her walls around him as he pushed down on her g-spot.
“Bruce,” she moaned. “Don’t make me come.”
He looked up at her confused.
“I just …” She gasped suddenly, throwing her head back as he dragged his finger over that sweet spot again. “I wanna wait until you’re inside me.”
Bruce gave a small nod and returned to swirling his tongue over her clit and licking stripes up her pussy. He paid close attention to the way her body responded. As she tensed and her breathing shallowed, he pulled away and stood up. She grabbed him and pulled his mouth to hers, moaning as she greedily explored his mouth.
Bruce dropped his pajama pants and stroked his cock as they kissed. Summer’s hands joined his, teasing along his shaft. She reached down and dug around in her bag without looking and fished out a condom. She pulled back and looked at it.
“Ohh flavored. You know what that means?” She slipped off the wall and tore the packet open. As she sunk to her knees she placed the condom between her lips and pumped his cock in her hand. Using her mouth she rolled the condom in place and began to bob her head up and down, sucking and curling her tongue around his shaft. Her hands cupped his balls and teased down his perineum sending waves of pleasure up his spine. He fisted his hands in her hair and she took him deep into the back of her throat, sucking hard as she pulled away.
“God, Summer. Gonna need to slow down,” he groaned as his cock throbbed in her mouth.
Summer stood and he kissed her briefly, before turning her to face the wall. He pushed her forward so she was leaning on her hands. Slowly, he stroked his hands down her back as he teased his cock against her entrance.
“Please, Bruce,” she mewled, squirming in front of him.
He sunk deep into her cunt with a sigh. Summer moaned and her head fell forward, her hair falling in curtains around her face. He wrapped his arms around her and began to thrust. With each snap of his hips, she squeezed her walls around his cock. He massaged her breast and pinched her nipples as he flicked and rubbed her clit with his other hand.
Summer’s body clenched and she cried out as an orgasm hit. Bruce pulled her up against his body as she came and increased the speed and pressure he was exerting on her body. He ran his tongue up her neck and teased it over her earlobe. Summer had barely come down from her first orgasm when a second hit.
“Fuck! Bruce!” She cried out, digging her fingers into his forearms.
Bruce nuzzled into her neck and came, moaning as he did. He slipped out of her and went to toss the used condom in the trash. When he returned Summer had pulled her panties up and was perched on the barrier again, one leg tucked up against her as she ran her fingers through the fur on her boots. He pulled off his pajama shirt and offered it to her.
“Do you want to go back inside?” He asked as she buttoned it up.
“In a bit,” she hummed. “I just want to feel the city for a bit longer.” She closed her eyes and looked up. “You gotta love this city for its body and not its brain.” She sang.
He wrapped his arms around her. “I’m glad you came over.”
“Mmm…” She hummed. “Me too. I think you might be my home, Bruce.”
It was the drugs talking. He kissed her cheek and held her close. “I’ll happily be that for you, Summer.” He said, and that was the complete truth.
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