Marvel imagines

(5)Bruce Banner

I pick the first thing that I find in the hat and pull it out. It is a keychain with the radiation hazard symbol on it. I study it in my hand and then I realize, this is supposed to represent Bruce or rather, the Hulk. An innocent smile graces my lips, I had hoped that it would be him. We are not dating or anything, but we have had our moments and I wish to have another one in the closet together with him. I look over at Bruce who is already staring at me with a red face. He seems to be nervous which is adorable. We have shared simple kisses here and there but not anything more than that, I wish for there to be more between us. Perhaps this could lead us there, maybe to a date.   

"Alright you guys enough awkward staring, just get into the closet." Says Natasha whilst rolling her eyes.  

I start directing my nervous steps towards the closet down the hall and hear Clint and Bruce trailing behind me. My breath is shaky, I don't know why I'm so anxious. I like him, and he makes me feel safe. I am usually very confident but there is just something about spending 7 minutes alone in this closet with Bruce that makes me incredibly nervous. Perhaps it's not nerves, perhaps it's love, or is that the same thing?   

As soon as I reach the closet, I grab the door handle with my shaking hand and open the door. Before I step in, I look back and into Bruce's eyes and I can see the same tension in him. He tries smiling at me to send me some comfort and I do the same thing back to him. He steps into the closet next to me and as soon as the door closes, I feel calmer. It was probably all the people around us that made me nervous. The moments I share with Bruce are intimate, I don't want an audience. I only want him to wrap his arms around me and tell me that he loves me. I realize it's still early but lately; he's been all I've been thinking about. His slightly wavy hair, his soft features, and his calming voice. It had been completely mind-consuming. He's the only person who fully understands me and the only person I can really talk to.   

"I will start the clock now." Says Clint behind the door. 

"Well, this is a bit strange, but I just want you to know that you are the only person I would want to do this with." I say while looking down at the floor.  

"Well, I would like to agree with you, my love." he replies with rosy cheeks.  

I love it when he calls me that, makes me feel loved and special.   

It is once again quiet but comfortably, it is a knowing silence that is flowing around us in peace. We are standing an armlength away from each other and I decide to raise my arms and place them around his neck. He wraps his arms around my waist and burrows his face in the crook of my neck. We both breathe slowly at a synced pace while closing our eyes. He smells heavenly, like scented candles and fresh sheets. I feel my lips forming into a smile, I want to stay like this forever.   

"Brucie, would you want to actually go out with me sometime, like on a date?"  

His grip loosens up and he opens his eyes as he pulls away slightly. His brown eyes are sparkling, brighter than they have ever been.  

"I would love to."  

I grin happily at him before attaching my lips to his. The kiss is loving and even more passionate than our previous kisses. His grip around my waist tightens once more as he pulls me closer. Though he does not grab on too tightly, he wants to be careful with me. I move my lips down and start kissing his jaw and continue down his neck. Bruce groans as I let my lips dance over his soft skin. Suddenly he grabs my face and pulls away.  

"I cannot get too heated; I don't know what will happen if I do." 

"I trust you, I always have." I whisper into his ear.  

He looks at me whilst stroking my cheek with his thumb, there is so much love in his eyes but also a glimpse of underlying lust. He is a human, after all, I wouldn't expect any less, and quite frankly I crave him more than I ever thought I would. He finally decides to revisit my lips with his. This time he nibbles sightly on my lower lip until I open my mouth and let out a sigh of arousal. He takes the opportunity to let his tongue enter my mouth. Surprisingly he dominates my tongue easily and I let him because I'm curious to see where his dominance will take us. His hands travel to my butt and squeeze lightly. I chuckle a little bit at his action and then continue to kiss him whilst my hands find their way to his chest. I grab the soft fabric that is laying on his skin, wanting to rip it off. However, I do not want Clint to open the door to a half-naked Bruce, so I restrain myself. Bruce on the other hand is letting loose, letting his hands roam my body quickly and roughly. Finally, they end up on my breasts where they stay as he starts kissing and sucking on my neck. I can feel his lips leaving purple marks on my skin as a reminder of this moment. 

"I'm not very good at being territorial but I want everyone to know that you are mine now." 

I only moan lightly as a response which triggers Bruce to attack my neck once more. He loves to know that he can make me feel this good by only kissing me. My breathy moans keep coming until Clint knocks on the door.  

"The time is up!" 

We both pull apart and smile at each other before he takes my hand and opens the door. He leads me back to the common area with flushed cheeks and a goofy grin decorating his face. He looks so innocent, but I had seen incredible lust in his eyes. Before we can even sit back down people start whistling and throw comments at us. 

"Is it finally happening?" Wanda asks in a high-pitched tone.  

"I think it is." Nat continues. 

"I guess it is." Bruce says quietly while letting me sit down on the couch. 

When I have positioned myself on the couch, I pat the spot next to me for Bruce to take his place there. He does as I had commanded, and I pull him down so his head is laying in my lap. He smiles up at me, flashing his teeth and I do the same while running my hands through his soft hair. Then he places his hand on my thigh and runs it upwards. I look down at him as my lips part and let out a gasp. 

"I would love to continue what we started."

"Oh, we will, Brucie."

At that, he raises his head slightly and places a tender kiss on my forehead.