A/N: Happy No Nut November Bros! Stay strong! 😂

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Y/N's POV

The busy murmuring of people caused me to yawn, infront of my date.

Who is my date you may ask? Well it's a celebrity. Basically, Andy has set me up on a date for a PR thing, he only did it out of the good of his heart but I could hear several clickings outside the restaurant.

She was on her phone, swiping away while I stood there, infront of my plate. There were loads of eyes darted around me too. I guess it's because I was in blue form aswell.

Y/N: So... uh... how's life?

I asked genuinely, she was only in it for the public reputation obviously, but I was genuinely looking for someone. I wanted to talk about my problems as I heard it was a popular way of improving yourself mentally.

The brunette woman looked up at me and chuckled dryly, not knowing what to say.

Emily: Well I finished filming this movie with this new guy, Simon Williams.

Y/N: Right, right. Never heard of him.

Emily: What about you, who were you before all this?

She asked, it was the first time I got a question about Y/N, and not A-Bomb. I suddenly coughed and adjusted my seat, breathing in to prepare myself.

Y/N: Well I was a soldier. And last year I quit well because... I was in no condition to after I survived a helicopter accident, I have ptsd, I don't change back because I hate myself... and I blame myself for being the only one left of my team.

Unloading fully to a woman, who I had soon realised had no interest in my vent. She forcefully smiled and leaned over, I could see that there was a hint of sorry in her eyes.

Emily: If it makes you feel better, I also played a soldier in 'Edge Of Tomorrow', I'm sure you will get over it.

Her speech left me quiet, I unloaded my feelings to someone because I thought it helps but clearly not. She just compared my trauma to a film.

I nodded and forcefully smiled, and our unimpressive date continued for the next few hours, with paparazzi getting different angles and shots.

Now all I could do was sit tight and pray that this date will soon end...

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The next day

Back home, I was telling Andy everything about my date and how it wasn't great at all.

Y/N: Like you tell me to open up, but why?

Andy: That was my mistake, Y/N. I genuinely thought this date was good for you but I was wrong.

He says softly, and I chuckle, taking my beer bottle and downing it in one second. Feeling zero side effects.

Y/N: Girls like Emily Blunt are the reason I don't want to date.

Andy: You don't have to date an Emily Blunt! Show me your matcher profile.

Y/N: Wait what? How do you know I have matcher.

Andy: I'd be suprised if you didn't have one. Give me it.

My friend does the grabby hands making me laugh and reach out for my phone, opening matcher before handing it to him.

He giggles seeing the screen, and I look away, embarrassed. I already knew what he was seeing.

Andy: Oh my God, why are you using your Google images picture?

He laughs hysterically and I sit up, smiling but also very ashamed.

Y/N: This is why I don't show you this.

The laughter calms down and he looks at me meaningfully, still with that mischievous grin on his face.

Andy: But seriously, bad choice. And the bio is horrible.

He then proceeds in swiping, with the widest grin which honestly, made me excited but worried because I couldn't see at all.

Y/N: Are you swiping?

Andy: Yeah. It's a numbers game, baby. After 500 swipes you get about a third of the matches. Then thats when the real filtering begins.

Biting his lip, he winks and I watch amazed by the knowledge he has. So much so that it caused me to quirk my brow.

Y/N: How do you know all this?.

Andy: My sexuality isn't the most interesting thing about me.

I nod and grin when he says that confidently, before he adds on his sentence.

Andy: Dude your eyebrow raise is hilarious.

Y/N: Apparently my dad did it a lot.

Andy: Ah yes, you and your mysterious father... oh look! I think I hit the jackpot.

My head leans over to see a woman on the screen, a very beautiful brunette woman. I then look at him, trying to hide the fact that her beauty was intriguing me.

Y/N: I'm... interested.

Andy: Hey why don't you make a profile as Y/N?

He asks while drinking his bottle, and I look at him in a less happy expression.

Y/N: Why? So I can advertise my trauma and make girls run away?

I said sarcastically, making Andy frown a little, almost like he was hurt by what I said about myself.

Andy: You're more than that, Y/N. You deserved to be loved.

He shook his head and got up, leaving me be as the mood was ruined. I sat back and started to text this woman on matcher.

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2 days later

So I've been committed into going for this dating thing and I've gotten to know this woman for a bit, and now I was waiting at this balcony on the top of this fancy terrace, all dressed up in a large suit that was meant for my A-Bomb form.

Luckily, there was no one around. I bought a private reservation so I could enjoy the date without any paparazzis.

The brunette walks and sees me, she shoots a smile and walks foward to my seat. She was very beautiful, and she looked very smart.

Y/N: Hey Jessica.

I waved at the woman, and she did a light jog towards me, I didn't do any physical greeting like a gentleman because... I don't know, I'm not really comfortable doing that.

She seemed unbothered and simply sat right infront of me, so joyous that it almost made me wonder if she was just a fan.

Portrayed by Daisy Ridley

Jessica: Hey! How are you?

Y/N: I'm good thanks.

The waiter comes along and takes our order, and all while that we started talking about stuff, our favourite things and life in general.

Y/N: So what brings you to LA?

Jessica: Well I didn't really like England and well, I've had a rough past. This is like a new start for me.

Y/N: Right, I've had a rough past too. So I know how you feel.

I nodded softly, and we continued talking about anything at this point while we savoured and enjoyed our food.

But during this, I didn't really feel anything, I don't know if it was me giving anything substantial or I was hiding myself behind my A-Bomb persona.

I guess she could notice this, so she looked into my eyes and leaned in...

Jessica: Who are you under there?~

Y/N: A-Bomb. I have a fortnite skin too.

Jessica: No, I mean who are you, you weren't always like this... do you have a secret?~

She asked softly, but my breathing hitched and I stood back, gulping. Why was she asking this?

Jessica: Oh- Was I being too under the skin? Oh I'm so sorry, I- this is the first date I've ever been on.

Y/N: I think I'll go, I'm not feeling well.

Jessica: Oh!- Understandable, I'm sorry. I'm always up for another date if that's okay.

Y/N: It's fine. Sure, I can do another date sometime.

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Out a few meters from me, was the helicopter. Well the remains of it. And out, I saw the silhouettes of a man, lowering down into the flames.

A silent scream ripped through my mouth, I was deaf from the impact and I couldn't feel my legs. I cried trying to crawl, but it was useless.

I couldn't save my brothers.

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I was now back home, calmed down from the memory playing back...

If I truly neededa date, I think I'd have to choose my real self, and see if anyone actually wants me.

Shaking my side thoughts, I went foward and changed my matcher profile to myself, 'Y/N'. And hope someone who is tolerable could find me or hopefully, no one at all.

I switched the photo to one I had ages ago at a photoshoot and my name, and my bio... but there was nothing interesting to put.

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Jennifer's POV

Being She-Hulk and dating is SOO exhausting. I dealt with an icel, a few rich weirdos and now I was on matcher again. As much as I admit hating this app, I'm very much addicted.

Sitting on my sofa, I swipe away through all the men on my feed...

Suddenly, everything came to a stop, when I saw this... HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

No way, Y/N IS OUT FOR DATING?! The Y/N... not A-Bomb but actually him. Now this was a great reminder why I have him as my lockscreen.

The pose, the shirt, the abs... I quickly screenshot before looking at other pictures you could swipe through... which I also had to screenshot for research purposes.

I mean, I know him, it's not that weird. Plus we flirted on text right? Right?

He accepts it on the app and I feel my heart thump, ignoring the text from this guy called Arthur.

She-Hulk
That ass is DA-BOMB 😍😂

Y/N
Jennifer...

She-Hulk
Jeez I'm sorry, didn't actually expect you to answer. Or be real.

Y/N
Why?

She-Hulk
You seem like a grandpa who doesn't know how to use the app 😂

Y/N
Ouch 😂 Must I remind you that I'm 1 year older than you 😂😂🤣

She-Hulk
Even better.

She-Hulk
That was a bit creepy, I'm sorry 😅

Y/N
Will you go on a date with me?

I gasped suddenly, I felt like a girl in high school. Wow. I blushed behind the screen and typed.

She-Hulk
IF you appear in human form... then I may consider it 🤔🤔

Go on Jennifer, make sure you're getting what's been advertised.

Y/N
Okay. You got me. Your wish is my command 😂

She-Hulk
Great, when and where?

Y/N
Tomorrow at 8, Santa Monica Pier.

She-Hulk
Nice! I'll see you there 😉

I placed my phone away and ran to the sofa, screaming in my pillow so excitedly. I was going to be on a date with a really hot man and hopefully the night eventually turns into something... you know, special. I definitely deserve it after an extremely tough week.

My body transformed back to Jen which made me realise, should I go as She-Hulk or regular Jen? I mean, I am advertising She-Hulk but would he find me beautiful if I was normal, most men don't. I think it's best if I go regular because we already know eachother.

I can't wait.

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The next day

The weather was cold and the breeze was fresh on this lovely 8 PM night on the pier. I was dressed in a simple blue outfit, nothing special because I didn't want to come off as extra, especially if Y/N wasn't going to be wearing something slutty like his photos... which I wish he was hopefully.

I was currently in a shop on the pier, I bought two candy flosses and some other confectionery to gift Y/N. But then I soon realised something, I was late to our designated time.

Crap! I always do this. I budget myself some time that I think I can do something but I end up wasting my time.

I practically jog out of the shop and back onto the pier, where I see Y/N by the entrance, clueless on his phone... I take this secret moment to finally admire him, he looks so good with the street light illuminating his face. This was the first time I get to see his real self without the wheelchair.

So beautiful.

But then I see his outfit... which, I can't blame but really?! A white half sleeve shirt with PINK SHORTS THAT GO ABOVE THE KNEE.

I'll let it slide, he's allowed one flaw.

I jog back to him and tap him on the shoulder, he then finally makes eye contact with me and I feel my heart rate go up, my knees getting heavy and my cheeks burn up, how is that even possible?

Jennifer: I-I'm sorry, I got here so early that I thought I had time to dick around so I went to that candy shop that I lost track of time and suddenly I was late.

The words blurt out of my mouth, and he puts his hands on his hips in a sassy manner.

Y/N: That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard. That is not a real thing.

Jennifer: Yes it is... its the... overdick around thing. I overdicked it... I'm sorry, I got you cotton candy though!

I smiled brightly, handing him a stick with cotton candy, he then looks between me and the pink fluffy snack and takes it, before smiling.

Y/N: Apology accepted.

We both laughed and walked into the pier together, and I was genuinely happy for some reason. I didn't have to be She-Hulk, and this man didn't have to be A-Bomb, we were just our regular selves enjoying being normal.

Y/N: What are you wearing?

He comments on my clothing choice which I don't see a problem with, I decide to hit him back with a playful comment.

Jennifer: What are YOU wearing? Where are the rest of your shorts?

Y/N: Unnecessary violation.

I giggled and playfully hit his bicep, which was showing right underneath his shirt, like damn that is so sexy.

Y/N: What do you want to do?

Jennifer: You're organising this. Damn, didn't even have a plan?

Y/N: You're definitely hungry, then?

I sigh and nod, before suddenly I'm taken aback by Y/N's hand grabbing mine without second thought. It caught me off guard but somehow made me feel... something erupt in my stomach.

We situated ourselves into a fancy restaurant, which I wasn't really interested in, just the man infront of me who looked like something was on his mind.

Jennifer: So, back in the dating game. I'd say it didn't go well with Emily Blunt?

Y/N: How'd you kn- right yeah, the PR stunt.

Jennifer: What brings you to matcher, soldier?

Y/N: I don't know, what brings you, lawyer?

He leans over and smirks, and I swear my pupils dilate but I'm suddenly cut off by the waiter coughing between us. We awkwardly pull away and give our order. After that, I return to talking to this sexy, goofy Y/N.

Jennifer: If I'm being honest, Nikki just wanted to make my life more interesting.

Y/N: Seriously? Andy pulled me into this too.

His eyes light up, and I can't help but smile widely when does it. It's like, contagious. We then talk about our dating stuff and people we unfortunately encountered before it led up to this.

Y/N: Jennifer, could you like... how do I say this? Tell me about your day, just tell me about yourself.

Well that's the first time a guy has been interested in my life and hasn't just poured everything on me. He's actually considerate...

Jennifer: Well obviously that weird incel I had to deal with, and I'm on a new cease and desist case with your friend Wong... that's about it really.

My phone chimes and I see that it's a message from Nikki, 'Andy told me he's a bit broken, so be patient with him.' Hold up, are Nikki and Andy becoming friends? That's totally weird.

Y/N: Hey. Why is your wallpaper a picture of me?

He asked shocked, I look down to see he was right and now I was embarrassed fully to the core. He didn't seem mad but I felt like a pervert.

Jennifer: I guess... well, remember the island I was super drunk, I must've changed it to your old picture and not have changed. Well I didn't even notice.

I wipe the sweat off my forehead when I lie, and I hear him laugh which makes me confused. Is he finding it funny or is he making fun of me?

Y/N: I like it... remember when you said that you wanted to shove your face between my pecs?

Jennifer: I was HIGHLY drunk.

Y/N: You're more likely to tell the truth when you're drunk.

I sigh heavily, and he giggles before I tuck one of my curls behind my ear and prepare to ask something.

Jennifer: Can the truth become a reality?...

He hums, biting his lip when he looks down, and I wait in anticipation. I mean, we've been flirting with so many innuendos, clearly he can't say no. Right?!

Y/N: Depends if you can handle tonight.

Jennifer: Oh it's on, soldier~

Great. Now I'm horny. Why does this happen to me?!

Y/N: Just so you know, I have a sturdy back.

He wiggles his eyebrows and I blush infront of him, giggling. I love that we joke with innuendos around and it doesn't have to be awkward all the time.

Jennifer: Good to know, good to know.

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Y/N's POV

This date is going amazingly. Jennifer was just... perfect in everything and somehow I was managing to hold myself together in my normal body. I felt normal. Not a soldier, but just myself. My normal self.

We made jokes, ate food and we were so open. I assume the benefit was me asking the questions, and making her feel seen. I didn't really want to dive in and tell her my story if I was honest.

But, another plus side was that I already knew her, and she knew some of my story. However this date really allowed to us know more about eachother without the superhero run ins we have.

Jennifer: Now you know about my dad, tell me about your parents.

I smiled and nodded, soon realising something. I haven't checked up with my mom ever since I came back from Afghanistan, and when I became the A-Bomb. I still didn't bother to check up...

Y/N: Well, my dad was a soldier, and he... mysteriously left before I was born. But mom always believed he'd come back.

Jennifer: Oh. I'm sorry. Do you have any pictures of him?

Y/N: Surprisingly. I don't actually. I guess at the time there was more important things. Mom immigrated from Columbia, and fell in love with my dad, who went by many names... she always said he was just running from life.

I think to myself looking down at my hands, remembering all the great things my mother did for me as a single parent. Despite not having a dad.

All of a sudden, I feel a soft pair of hands on my mine. And I look forward to Jennifer staring into my eyes with a friendly smile, which made me smile back.

Jennifer: You wanna catch some air?

She asks softly, I guess she could tell that something was on my mind. So I nodded and got out of my chair, following her out of the restaurant.

The sky has gotten darker and the breeze was tingling, especially for what I was wearing.

Jen looks at me and then points at the beach right by the pier, where it was only lit up by a few streetlamps.

Jennifer: My car is parked there. Wanna just hang out on the beach?

She offers, and I couldn't help but smile and nod to her every command. Jennifer seemed so genuinely happy, and I wanted to keep it that way.

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Jennifer was sat on the hood of her Toyota Prius, and I went by to get ourselves both slushies.

Her attention was focused on the moon in the distance and the way it reflected on the water of the beach.

I got up onto the hood and handed her slush, she looked back and smiled, taking it and drinking a long sip from it. She releases it from her plump lips and clicks her tongue in pleasure.

We were both listening to the calming waves that were soaking the shore while I took sips of my blueberry slushie.

Jennifer: So this is it, that's my beach, that's my ocean.

The woman beamed, and I pointed at the sky, playing along with her.

Y/N: And that's your moon, I assume.

Jennifer: Yep, that's my moon.

She weakly chuckles, leaning back slightly as I do the same. I then look at her wrist seeing a slight burn on it, I use that as an opening to continue talking to this beautiful woman.

Y/N: What happened here?

I ask, gently touching her wrist which makes her look back at me and down to the her wrist.

Jennifer: Fought a grill and the grill won.

Y/N: Why'd you fight the grill? It always wins.

Jennifer: Yeah but guys love it, though.

I smirk, resting my body on my upper left arm so I could tilt my body and face Jen. We
were quite close now and I could smell her raspberry scent.

Y/N: Oh, they do?

Jennifer: Yep, guys love burned hands.

Y/N: Yeah. Check this out.

I show her my right wrist where there was faint scar on it.

Y/N: First time breaking down a pig when I was 16. Five stitches needed.

Jennifer: Five stitches? That's so cute.

She awes at me, making me shake my head at the faux patronising.

Y/N: Didn't ask for your opinion.

Jennifer: Come on? That's adorable.

Y/N: Okay, you can stop now.

I chuckle and drink a long sip from my slush cup, and Jen scoots closer, showing me her thumb.

Jennifer: Look, a deli slicer nearly took off my thumb.

I then proceed in showing her my left arm, sitting up where I had a very faint burt.

Y/N: Second degree burn making caramels.

Jennifer: Your own fault.

Y/N: I know.

Jennifer: Look at this. Julienning shallots.

She shows me her finger, and I smirk, thinking of a great comeback that's also flirty.

Y/N: Julienning shallots? Cause Julianne, ex girlfriend. She got me.

I pull my shirt to reveal a faded scar of a fork hitting my neck, let's just say I had a couple of crazy girlfriends in my time.

The woman beside me has a toothy grin, nodding to show she was impressed.

Jennifer: Julianne. I see what you did there.

Y/N: Yeah? It was good, right? I saved it for you.

Jennifer: Whoever she was, you probably deserved it.

Ooh. Now she's playing hard to get. I gasp and act hurt, placing my hand on my chest.

Y/N: What? You are so mean... are you always this mean?

Jennifer: Always.

She replies confidently, I lean over, smirking. I quiet down my tone and stare at her plump, kissable lips. She looked up at me with a grin, amused and confused.

Y/N: Is that your gift? Always.

Her eyes continued looking, lightly suprised by me being upfront. I guess the heat was too much for her and she slid off her hood to avoid me.

Jennifer: Okay. Okay, trouble. I'm going to leave.

I wasn't done yet. I hopped of the hood and followed her, biting my lip.

Y/N: It's been great, catching up with you...

Jennifer: Yes! Uh...

She takes my hand and starts shaking it, as I get closer to her.

Y/N: Oh formal handshake. Good to see you. Maybe I'll see you again, Jennifer Walters?

I could tell there was something she wanted to do, and I knew it. Let's say, I had my own experience with these situations. I'm just
hoping it still works in this decade.

Taking a brave decision, I place both my hands on Jen's waist. I hear her stifle a quick gasp before she looks up at me, with an unreadable expression.

Jennifer: Your... hands are on my waist.

The shorter woman notes, and I nod, acting like it was normal.

Y/N: How did they find themselves there?

Jennifer: I don't know.

Y/N: This is really awkward isn't it?~

She says nothing, she breathes heavily and wraps her arms around my neck and our eyes both darken with lust.

Y/N: If you don't stop me, I'm just going to kiss you.

She took a step closer. So close I could smell the sandalwood of her shampoo, and the silky cream that she must use on her skin, skin that my hands burned to touch.

Even in the darkness of a quarter moon, her eyes were green. And here, this close, as I bent my neck so that I, could meet her lips. I brought my burning hands down, resting them on her ass, and felt hers on my neck tremble.

Our lips met. For the briefest of seconds, those lips, hers and mine were tentative, unsure of what they might find. They found their match in warmth and our mouths opened as if unlocked, our tongues met creating a moan out of eachother.

Her lips were soft, almost silken, and pillowy against my own. I could feel the soft tickle of her breath beneath her nose and not caring that her soft curls were invading the sides of my face.

Our passion was suddenly cut off when she pulled away, breathing for air, she had a smirk just like mine and she shook her head.

Jennifer: No, not here.

We then got into her car, and she got it started as soon as possible, driving back to her house...

I was very excited...

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Arriving at her house, she lead me into the living room. It was nicely lit and there was a lot of furniture.

She put her bags aside and sat me on the couch. As I waited, I looked around, I don't think she has much experience but I'll let it off. She's cute.

The curly haired brunette then arrives, sitting opposite me with a glass of water in her hands and I already knew what she had plans to do.

Suddenly, shs flicks her glass causing the water to hit my shirt and soak me. I giggle and she puts the glass away, pretending to be worried.

Jennifer: Oh no! It's all wet! Let me just...

A smile was plastered on as the woman attempted to be sexual, she began unbuttoning each button of my shirt before ultimately sighing.

Jennifer: Can you help me out here?!

Y/N: Okay, okay.

I laugh and help finish unbuttoning my shirt before Jennifer takes charge and widly, rips it off me.

Then, she sat there, in awe of my chest, staring like a boy who saw boobs for the first time.

Her hands then went onto the them, they were cold hands but I chuckled... but then my intrusive thoughts started to make me insecure.

Y/N: Is there something wrong with them?

Jennifer: What? No they're perfect-

Suddenly, a sizzling sound came from the side of me and I looked to see it was none other than Wong?

Jennifer saw this and immediately put her hands away, and looking at him nervously. The sorcerer seemed frantic and in despair.

Wong: Ms Walters and Mr L/N, I may require some assistance right now!

I looked at Jennifer and she looked back, we both realised that we could continue once we were done and just like that, we jumped and transformed into our Hulk forms...

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30 mins later

(A/N: Smut time, skip it to keep that NNN streak)

We were done and now it was time to finally get sexual. But this fight I had with these random alien bats made me feel happy in a way.

I spent the day as Y/N and got to fight for good as A-Bomb... it was like some perfect balance.

The portal suddenly opened and we were now back at Jen's house, still in Hulk form. I hear Jennifer's footsteps from behind and I turn to see her also in her hulk form, which is just as beautiful.

She just has this smirk and that caught me off guard when all of a sudden she pushes me down to the ground and pins me. Her muscular green arms on either side of me.. she then leans down and meets with my lips in a heated manner.

We began undressing eachother and kissing on the floor like animals, I grabbed at her ass and squeezed her firm cheeks. This made her erotically moan into mouth and by the time we were fully naked, we stopped kissing and looked at our situation.

Jennifer then did something that caught me off guard and flipped me over with her legs so that I was on top.

Y/N: Woah!

She-Hulk then got onto all fours, revealing her plump green ass towards me, I then quickly reached into my pocket on my tossed away shorts where I luckily had my 'A-Bomb condom' ready.

I slid the cover over my penis and pulled Jennifer closer to me, saying nothing but we both knew what we wanted deep inside. I had to tend to my lustful cravings.

Y/N: Do I have your consent?

Jennifer: I think it's pretty clear I gave you my consent when you kissed me.

She giggled and pushed backwards, making my member slide into her tight vagina, and this causes us to both moan heavily.

Y/N: Fuck...

I held her hips and began to thrust into her moist but tight pussy, that was constricting my cock, my hands then trailed to her ass and I began to squeeze her cheeks. All while hearing her moans which were so hot and turning me on.

My thrusts became faster causing rattles in the house and before I knew it I heard a glass smash beside me. In the kitchen.

I pulled away and Jennifer got up, moaning a little from the separation. She looked at me with an unsure expression.

Jennifer: I don't think it's best we do it like this. Come on, in my bed.

She says hurriedly, reverting into her beautiful human form, which made me do the same. I got up from the floor and followed her into the bedroom.

We had no time for words, because we didn't. It wasn't anything special, just two people trying to get their sexual tension out.

Jen then pushes me onto her bed and I giggle, she crawls towards me on the white fluffy sheets before attacking me with a wet sloppy kiss.

My hands went to her curls, brushing them away, before I flipped her around. Now, I was on top of the beautiful brunette. She looked up at me with darkening pupils and I smirked back.

Jennifer: Fuck me, please.

I smiled and went down in on her. kissing her neck and her collarbone down to her breasts making her whine in pleasure.

My penis was then guided by my hand and straight into her wet core, causing me to breathe heavily. Her legs wrap around my back and her hands go straight to my face, forcing me into a passionate kiss.

Jennifer: Go harder, baby~

She mumbles in between kisses and I take her order. I increase my pace to an animalistic one, grunting in her ear. Her mouth is slightly agape. When I feel her walls gripping my cock, I draw out, turning her on all fours and swiftly entering her again and returning to my pace. I slide one of my hands underneath her, starting to rub her clit.

Jennifer: I-I-I'm cumming!

After a few minutes, I give a few more thrusts pushing her and myself over the edge. Her moans fill the air while her juices drip over her thigh onto the couch. Not worrying about the mess.

I let her ride out her orgasm before slipping out of her. She takes a few breaths before falling back on her back and looking at me, we were both sweaty and exhausted, but we managed to laugh.

Jennifer: Round 2?

She says, after regaining her composure and I can't help but laugh and giggle. Soon enough, I lean back in for a round 2, having the night of my life...

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Jennifer's POV

I was internally screaming, this was probably the best night and there was so much great about it. So so much and honestly, Y/N is just such a great man. Especially when he's not A-Bomb. I just don't get why he doesn't leave that blue form.

Now, we were both recovering from 3 rounds of wild, lustful and animalistic sex. Y/N and I were now under the covers, his hair was stuck to his forehead and some of mine was aswell, were both naked and sweaty but we didn't seem to care.

My fingers were now slowly and gently tracing over Y/N's abs, were there was some major scars. Like major ones. He seemed a bit ignorant of them, and tried to hide them earlier but they were like art pieces to me.

Jennifer: How long were you in the army for?

I asked softly, running my fingers along his hips and up to his chest, he sighed hotly and looked down at me.

Y/N: Ten years.

Jennifer: Is that what you always wanted to do?

Y/N: You'll probably laugh but... when I was in school, I wanted to be a doctor.

He looks into my eyes, and I take in the beauty of the E/C colour in them. I smile and rub his arm.

Jennifer: I'm not laughing... why didn't you become one then?

Y/N: To get into medical school you need experience. You can't get that without knowing a doctor, and I knew no one. So I never applied.

He sighs, and I purse my lips, feeling extremely bad for what he had to go through. I look down between our sweaty body and see his scars, touching them, hoping it was soothing him aswell.

Jennifer: They don't hurt?

Y/N: Not now... I'm one of the lucky ones.

I see him smirk, and his hand causes us to be closer.

Jennifer: Because you survived?.

Y/N: Eh, that too.

That makes me grin wider, and we both lean in to gently peck eachother on the lips, enjoying eachother's company under the blankets.

Jennifer: Sex with your case lawyer, it's a heinous crime~

I husk, making him chuckle weakly and causing me to giggle along with him. He really deserves better, I just don't get how he was left uncared for ever since the accident.

Someone had to be there for him.

Eventually, we both eventually close our eyes and sleep in eachother's embrace, cuddling under the sheets.

This was just a perfect dream.

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A/N: JESUS. JUST UNDER 6000 WORDS.

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Thank you addictedtocheetos for this edit!