Marvel: Batman x Ironman

Bruce stepped out first of his car and opened the door on the other side, extending a hand to help Jennifer out. She took it with a faint smile, a subtle heat rising to her cheeks as their fingers brushed.

"Nice place," Bruce said as they entered the elevator.

"Thanks," Jennifer replied. "Don't judge it too harshly. I've been too busy to renovate the place."

He chuckled softly. "I wouldn't dream of it."

When they got to her place, Jennifer opened the door and let them in. Her apartment was warm and cozy; a mixture of modern touches with personal touches like the book collection on the wall or the brown couch near the fireplace. It was just like her old house that she tried to recreate. Bruce nodded as he scanned the area and she moved toward the living room.

"Get comfortable," Jennifer said, pointing to the couch. "I'll be back in a moment."

"Sure," Bruce replied. "Mind if I freshen up?"

"Not at all," she said, pointing toward the guest bathroom. "It's just down the hall to the left."

Bruce nodded, taking off his jacket and loosening his tie before heading to the bathroom. Jennifer watched him go, her heart racing slightly. She scolded herself internally. It's just Bruce. Old friend, Bruce. Nothing more. Whatever relationships and flings or sex they had done before was all in the past. That's what she thought and wanted to believe, but her expression and that fast heartbeat said otherwise.

But even as she tried to tell herself, her mind wandered. He was here and it was stirring up feelings she thought she'd buried.

"Tsk. Take a deep breath, Jen," She shook her head and mumbled to herself as she went to her bedroom. She closed the door and leaned against it. "Sigh! This ain't good for my heart."

The evening was catching up to her, not in a bad way but in a way that felt familiar just like the old times.

She removed her clothes and tossed them onto a chair before making her way to the bathroom connected to her room. The warm water from the sink felt soothing as she splashed her face and gazed into the mirror. "Get a grip, Jen," she whispered to herself. "This is supposed to be a relaxing night, not a trip down memory lane."

After drying off, she put on a fluffy blue nightgown. It was one of her favorite pieces—comfortable and comforting, and back in the day she used to wear it during these movie nights with Tony. She walked out of her room and found Bruce already sitting on the couch, scrolling through the list of movies on her TV.

"Hope you don't mind," he said, looking up. "I took the liberty of browsing."

Jennifer smiled, brushing a strand of damp hair from her face as she sat down beside him. "Find anything good?"

"Well," Bruce began, his tone teasing, "there's always the classic The Mask of Zorro. But if you're in the mood for something lighter, I saw a rom-com that might be fun."

She gave him a mock glare. "Rom-com? You?"

Bruce smirked. "I have layers, Walters."

Jennifer laughed, her earlier tension easing. "Alright, surprise me."

He selected a movie and leaned back, putting an arm casually over the back of the couch. Jennifer noticed but didn't react, instead curling up with a throw pillow as the movie began. The warmth of his presence next to her was both soothing and distracting. They watched in comfortable silence for a while, the occasional shared laugh breaking the quiet.

Midway through, Bruce glanced at her, his expression unreadable. "Jen..."

She turned to him, her green eyes meeting his. "Yeah?"

He hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I'm glad we did this. It's been too long."

Jennifer felt her chest tighten, a mix of emotions swirling inside her. "It has," she agreed. "I've missed it. Missed... you."

Bruce's gaze softened. "Me too."

For a moment, the room seemed to shrink, the outside world fading away. Jennifer's heart raced again, and she quickly turned her attention back to the screen, breaking the spell.

"Movie's good," she said, clearing her throat.

He smiled, letting the moment pass. "Yeah. It is."

After the movie ended, Bruce noticed that she was leaning on him. The end credit was rolling down, but she wasn't moving away, and neither did he.

She looked so comfortable there. 'So beautiful... I missed her.' He thought.

He felt his pulse quickening as he gazed at her. His hand moved without thinking, reaching out to touch her cheek. She shifted slightly, her eyes fluttering open and meeting his. They were dark with desire and longing. "Your heart is racing," he whispered. "Are you okay?"

"You can hear it?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"That's not the only thing that's racing." She bit her lower lip, her gaze drifting to his lips.

Bruce felt his heart skip a beat. "Jen..."

Her hands cupped his face, her lips pressing against his. He kissed her back hungrily, his arms wrapping around her waist as they deepened the kiss. He couldn't help himself, lost in the moment. It felt so right, so natural. He had missed her so much. He wanted more, needed more. She pushed her down on the couch, saddling him. The weight of her body pressed against his sent shivers down his spine. He groaned softly as she began unbuttoning his shirt, kissing his neck and collarbone.

Her hands roamed across his bare chest, exploring every inch of him. Bruce was breathing heavily, his body aching with desire. He reached up, pulling her nightgown off over her head.

The sound of smooching and heavy breathing filled the room. Jennifer was moving her hips, grinding against him as she straddled him. Her soft moans and gasps made him want her even more. He rolled them over and both fell on the floor with him on top. He pinned her down beneath him.

"God, Jen, I've missed you so much," he groaned, kissing her deeply.

She arched her back, pressing her body against his. "I need you," she whispered, her voice husky with lust. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this."

"Don't tell me you didn't have a boyfriend or sex for the last 10 years," Bruce teased, his lips trailing down her neck, his hands caressing her breasts.

"Nope," Jen said breathlessly. "No one... just you. Only you. No one else."

"I'm honored," he chuckled before sucking on her earlobe.

"Mummm~" she moaned, grabbing his ass.

He kissed her again, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other's bodies. Jen ripped open his pants and grabbed his cock, then she began to rub it on her pussy. She was dripping wet, her juices coating his shaft.

"Fuck, Jen," he muttered. "You're killing me."

She increased the speed, rubbing the tip on his wet clit as he moved lower and began to suck on her nipples. Her body shuddered with pleasure and she moaned louder.

"Fuck! You're so damn good at this!" she gasped.

"So are you," he replied between sucking her tits.

"It feels so good. So fucking good," she panted. "I want you inside me so bad."

Bruce grunted, unable to hold back any longer. He pushed into her with a single thrust, his thick cock filling her completely. She cried out, her body spasming as he buried himself deep inside her. They began moving together, their bodies entwined in a passionate dance of desire and need. He thrust into her hard and fast, her moans echoing through the room.

"Just like that," She gasped. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I've missed you so much."

"Jen... I missed you too. I love you," Bruce gasped as he thrust into her, feeling her walls tighten around his shaft.

"Oh, God! I'm so close!" she moaned, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. "I'm gonna cum! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

Bruce groaned, pumping into her harder. Her muscles clenched around him as she orgasmed. A splash of liquid spurted onto his cock, her body shuddering with pleasure. But he didn't stop, continuing to thrust into her until she cried out again, another wave of release washing over her.

"Oh God," she panted. "That was amazing."

Bruce chuckled. "I'm not done yet, Jen." He grabbed her legs and pushed them over her shoulders and began to pound hard and fast.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she screamed.

Her hands gripped the carpet, her nails digging into the fabric as he slammed into her, his body shaking with every thrust. His breathing became ragged as he felt himself reaching his climax. He thrust into her one final time before exploding inside her, his seed shooting deep within her womb. Jennifer gasped, her body trembling beneath him.

"My turn," She rolled him over, kissing him passionately. "You ready for round 2?"

Bruce smiled. "Bring it."

She began to rock her hips, sliding up and down his shaft. Her pussy was slick with her own juices and his cum. It was warm and tight and felt incredible as she rode him, her breasts bouncing with every movement.

Bruce groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Jen..." His eyes were on her boobs, jumping up and down.

Jennifer moaned, increasing her pace. "Oh, Bruce... That's it... So good... So fucking good..."

Bruce was getting close again, but he wanted to make her cum first. He reached down, rubbing her clit with his thumb. She cried out in pleasure as she orgasmed again, her body shuddering violently as she rode him. Bruce couldn't hold back any longer. With a final thrust, he came, filling her with another load.

"Oh, God...!!! Take it, Jen," He grunted.

She collapsed on top of him, gasping for breath. "Oh fuck... That was incredible," she whispered.

They lay there for several minutes, catching their breaths. When they recovered enough energy, they did it again. And again. And again. Thanks to their super stamina and endurance they were at it till the morning. Their bodily fluids stained the carpet. The floor was wet. They didn't care. All that mattered was each other.

"Why don't you transform into your She-Hulk mode?" Bruce said as he stood over her after giving her a big facial.

"You dirty pervert!" she smirked.

"Ha! As far as I remember... Wasn't that your idea back then? When you asked me to cum inside your green ass," Bruce laughed.

"Hey! That was a one-time thing and call it a little fetish of mine," Jen pouted. "But if I remember correctly, you were also in it, weren't you? And I have more than just a few fetishes, but I'm not telling. You already think I'm weird."

"Nope. I like it. So, c'mon, why don't we try something new."

"Okay..." Jen smiled, then closed her eyes and focused. A moment later, she transformed into her She-Hulk form, the green color spreading through her body.

Bruce grinned, admiring her huge breasts and firm ass. "Perfect," he said.

She went to her knees and licked her lips, "You aren't busy today, right?"

"Nope. Why?"

"Because I'm gonna suck you dry..." Jennifer took his cock into her mouth.

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