A/N: Hello My dear readers!

Here is the request by Eyes of Mischief, where the reader is a shapeshifter and observed Stephen from afar until she is hurt by hunters.

Thank you all for your support, guys. It means so much to me. I got a lot of work to do these days, but I'll do my best to upload new stories, the next one should be about Reader leaving to see Sherlock despite the warning of Stephen.

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You watched him.

Intensively.

Every inch of his features was conspicuously admired by your equine eyes. The way the flicker of his cerulean blue eyes made your heart fluttered, the way his cape smoothingly embraced his master due to the wind made you weak in the knees and if you were not in your horse form you would have come closer.

You stayed still, observing the surrounding encompassing the supreme sorcerer. You were in a wild plain of the West and you had followed him a few times after you had caught his scent. You were curious about him, about what he was doing here as if he was looking for someone and you liked his sassy remarks against the cloak when it disturbed him in his meditation.

Dove to the beautiful spectacle your eyes offered, you didn't hear the cautious stepped until the burning touch of pain erupted into your shoulder. You neighed loudly breaking the peaceful silence of the wilderness and your scream of pain was harkened by the magician who spun around and saw you for the first time.

The bright golden coat of your horse form, your ivory mane fluttering in the wind and how your muscles rolled under your skin due to the pain made Stephen's eyes widened. He watched you in awe reared while hunters slowly surrounded you. Their silver weapons caught the eye of the sorcerer who immediately stepped forward. You whinnied louder and snorted when one of them stepped too close to your majestic form.

« Stop ! » warned the sorcerer when he reached your position.

You stamped the ground fiercely when a rope was sent in the air, rolling round and round until it landed around your neck. You kicked the sand, neighing and snorting threateningly but other ropes were sent and gradually you couldn't move. Panic was flooding through your veins, and you reared as high as you could, taking down some hunters flying and screaming in fear. You were perhaps a mare, but you had the spirit of a stallion, an untamed stallion. With crazy eyes, and blood dripping down your wound, you attempted to run away from the danger.

« You're hurting him ! » the magician shouted again, in an attempt to reason the hunters. However, they kept their attempts to capture you, whatever the cost was.

Your painful neighs, the staccato breathing and the eyes full of fear and despair touched the soul of Stephen who stepped into the circle made by the hunters and knocked them out. You observed his controlled movements took down, one by one, each hunter without really hurting them and you were amazed by his abilities.

« Maybe, he can help me control mine . » you thought while you kept on struggling with the tightened ropes around your body. Once, the danger was over, he turned to you. His sparkling blue eyes shining in the dusk and his steady breathing calmed you down.

You stayed motionless while you watched each other, measuring its strength and when he raised his hand up to touch you, you stumbled to the ground. Falling on your knees, the hooves against your belly and tiredness paralyzing your body, you didn't refuse his stroke. Neither the comforting words he was whispering under his acute eye of a previous doctor and you realized that he was slowly calming you down.

« Can you get up ? I'm bringing you in a safe place, I promise. » he muttered, checking for any deep wounds.

You sighed loudly and pushed on your legs to get up. Stephen stepped back, observing your bleeding golden coat and you faced him, vulnerable and still majestic. Seconds passed and he was still watching you, clearly mesmerised by your horse form.

« I feel like I'm adored » you chuckled in your mind.

You gently pushed him on the shoulder to wake him up from his trance and his bright blue eyes snapped back to reality.

« Right » he mumbled.

He made circles with his hand, and a bright blazing sphere appeared. Its inside unveiled a different view from the wilderness of plains and you watched Stephen stepped in. He looked at you and encouraged you with small words :

« Come on, follow me. I won't hurt you. »

You walked through the portal, entering into another world. You looked around you, amazed by your surroundings. The vastness of plains had vanished to let place to a temple made of brown wood. Stephen walked through corridors and you limped behind, pain piercing like a burning fire through your shoulder to your chest. You snorted and he stopped in his tracks, spinning around to look at you. His eyes widened when he saw you sweating heavily and your breathing was becoming erratic.

« Oh God, don't move. Stay here. I'll be back in a second »

You pushed him to not let him go and a smile reached his lips. His hands gently cupped your equine face and whispered:

« I'm not leaving you behind. Now, stay here while I go take some things to get you better »

You sighed and nodded, under the conspicuous gaze of Stephen. His gentle gloved hands released your face, leaving only the souvenir of his touch on your burning skin.

« I have to change back to my human form. If I stay too long like this, I won't be able to be me again » you pondered.

As Stephen disappeared in the endless corridors, you focussed your energy to transform into your human form. The familiar piercing sting ran through your whole body, changing equine limbs to human ones. It took only a few seconds, but it still was painful.

However, there was a slight problem. You didn't have enough strength to stay conscious and the dizziness of darkness wrapped you in a cold embrace.

When Stephen came back, he didn't expect to see a woman laying on the floor in a puddle of her own blood. Nevertheless, the doctor in him didn't ask questions and started to take care of his patient, taking her bridal style to a bed and taking care of the deep wound in her shoulder.

« What are you ? » he muttered, his eyes drifting to her beautiful face and to her injury when his infamous hands were sewing the skin back together.

As soon as he finished, he sighed loudly. His mind was boiling, he had never encountered such a person before and for once he didn't know exactly what to do. Were you a threat? A danger ? He had no idea but now you were safe and on the path of healing. Still unconscious, he asked his cloak to stay with you until you woke up while he left to look for information about the creation he had saved.

Your eyes fluttered open half an hour later, and you blinked out the bright light. You stirred a bit, but a vivid pain in your shoulder stopped you. Then, a gentle silky touch stroked your cheeks and you instinctively smiled. You saw in awe a crimson form hovering you and you got startled.

« What the hell ?! » you yelled, jumping out of bed despite the pain.

Suddenly, the man you had watched for hours burst in the room, looked around until his gaze landed on you. A glimmer in his cerulean eyes flickered and a blush covered your cheeks. You stammered:

« Th...Thank you for saving me. »

He nodded carefully, is gaze fixed on you, fascinated.

« What are you ? »

You looked elsewhere, ashamed.

« I'm a shapeshifter. I was watching you for days in hope you might help me but the hunters tried to capture me and you saved me ! »

A warm smile reached your lips, you were finally safe after days of running.

« I'm Y/N. »

He introduced himself, raising his hand.

« I'm Doctor Stephen Strange. How can I help you exactly, Y/N ?»

« I heard about you helping people and I thought that maybe you can help me control my transformations. Sometimes, the animal I take the form of, overwhelmed my mind. And I 'm afraid one day I can't return to my original form: a human. »

Stephen closed the distance between the two of you, observing you slowly.

« Was it a spell? Or were you born with it? You had a deep wound, and yet, it is already half healed. This is fascinating. »

His silvery voice sent shivers down your spine and his proximity made your breath hitched pleasantly.

« I.. I was born with it. It grew more powerful with years and I fear one day I'll hurt or kill someone. I want to use this gift to help people, you know, to provide hope and safety. »

You looked at your feet and sighed.

« Will you help me, Doctor ? » you asked, looking timidly at him.

His striking blue eyes locked with yours and he took your hands in his, brushing his thumb over your fingers.

« I will do my best »

You smiled softly and the animal part of you acted without you having the time to do something. You kissed him.

Then you froze, realising what you've done.

« Oh God ! I'm so sorry. I just felt so safe with you and when an animal is safe, it tends to... hum... reproduction. I'm sorry, it's my animal side which has an impact on my behaviour sometimes. »

Stephen blinked a few times, clearly surprised by your actions. When he finished proceeding what happened, he smirked and gently kissed you again.

« Let's say my animal side requite your deeds »

Your heartbeat quickened, and a blast of joy invaded your veins. You snaked your arms around his neck, kissing him again. He rapidly supported you, and deepened the kiss, his tongue begging for access. Soon, a battle of dominance was set and he experimentally won, smirking while you moaned.

Suddenly, the door was burst out open by strangers and you both quickly separated, startled. Stephen, immediately activated a spell, creating two blazing shields to protect you. The hunters shrieked and walked into the room. Their eyes were fixed upon you, and you shivered against their perverse gaze.

« How did you get here ? » Stephen asked, clearly dumbfounded by their appearance in the temple.

The leader of the hunters stepped in, his stance overwhelming the room. He was wearing a tight leather jacket, with a pair of pants and black boots. Tattoos covered his arms until the crook of his neck and his two icy blue pools were fixed on you, observing his prey before the thrill of the kill. You stumbled backward, afraid of him. His voice made your heart skip a beat :

« It is not of your concern, sorcerer. You have something we want. Give it to us, and no more harm will be done »

The threat in his voice paralysed your limbs, your human side clearly frozen in fear and the animal side of you took the control.You changed into your horse form, your feet changing into hooves and your body changing into a powerful stallion. You neighed loudly, your eyes looking straight into the leader's eyes. You snorted threateningly at him and he grinned, tightening his grip on his weapon : a large axe. You could see flames in his icy eyes, impatient to grab its price: which was you . You stepped in front of Stephen who lowered his shields. He was supposed to protect you, not the reverse, he was slightly shocked by your actions. However, he understood what you were doing and even if his male ego was a bit hurt, he jumped on your back when you bent your legs. The cloak landed swiftly on your croup and his fingers were tangled in your mane. He smirked when he felt your warm muscle tensed under his weight, all your body was turned towards the enemy, ready to attack.

« Glimmer ! » shouted the leader, a new dark spark shining in his pupils. He licked his lips and stepped forward. You spun around and kicked him, sending him flying through the wall.

Stephen activated a portal and you crossed it, breathing heavily before the other hunters tried to step in too. You galloped for a while, away from the danger, away from death. You didn't notice you were back in the wild plains and you kept on galloping, the soft gloved hand of Stephen stroking you slowly in an attempt to calm you down. His touches sent a wave of freshness, clearing out your mind from your hasty runaway. Your stride gradually slowed down until you stopped, a staccato breathing making your muscles rumbles under your skin. Stephen got down from your back, his boots stamping heavily on the floor and you changed back into your human form. He cupped your face while you were looking down and kissed you passionately. Your eyes widened at his sudden outburst, but you soon melted into the kiss. His arms wrapped tightly around your waist, he broke away from the kiss, ghosting over your lips and muttered:

« I'll do the best to help you, Y/N »

You smiled warmly at him, diving in the ocean of divine blueness his eyes held and connected your lips with his again, soon following into more.

A/N: So did you like it?

Eye of Mischief: I know you wanted something more heated but I didn't have the inspiration for it. Maybe another time, okay? :)