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"I could have killed you."

She threw her hands in the air, "But you didn't!"

"But I could have!" He yelled back, refusing to look her in the eye.

This was their third argument about it.

She had triggered him into Hulk mode almost a week ago and he refused to let it go. Every time she tried to get him to talk about his past he would get defensive and shut her out. She took matters into her own hands and went searching through his mind.

Somewhere along the memories of his father physically abusing his mother, he had snapped. He turned full green mode and Tony had to knock him out to make him go back to Bruce Banner.

Bruce didn't talk much to anyone for the next 2 days and when he finally did start speaking to people again... He chose to stay away from Wanda.

4 days after the incident he spoke to her. He warned her to never get inside his head again and told her this was exactly why he didn't tell her about his family's past in the first place. She tried to tell him it was okay but he wouldn't accept it. She tried to hold him but he wouldn't let her.

Now, 6 days and a whole lot of yelling later, they were arguing again.

"What can I do to prove to you that everything is okay?" She asked, "Everyone is safe, you didn't kill anyone. You're back to yourself again."

"I don't know, Wanda," Bruce said, standing up to leave her room. He hated yelling at her, so his first choice, when they were arguing, was to leave so he didn't go green.

"Bruce, please, what can I do?" She pleaded.

"Bake me a cake! I don't know!" He sighed, running a hand over his face.

"Are you serious?" She asked.

"Jesus, Wanda," He sighed and left, shutting the door behind him.

She laid back on her bed and thought to herself, 'I can definitely make a cake.'

The next day she knocked on Bruce's lab door, "It's Wanda, open up."

The door unlocked and she came in, "What can I do for you, I'm in the middle of something."

She set the cake down on the desk in front of him and smiled, "You never said what kind of cake to make so I made you a chocolate cake with green frosting!"

He looked at the cake and opened his arms to her. She fell into his embrace, tears welling up in her eyes, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

She cried into his shoulder as he told her to breathe. He ran his fingers through her hair, coaxing her into relaxing. Once she had calmed down he kissed her forehead and tilted her head up to capture her lips in a slow kiss.

She practically melted as their lips connected. He had basically deprived her of oxygen when he decided that he wouldn't touch her until he was sure he had full control over himself again. He went to pull away and she wrapped her arms around his neck, refusing to let him go again.

"Don't," He whispered.

"Please," She pulled him back so she could kiss him again, only to be denied.

"I can't risk hurting you," He said, "It's only been a week. I don't want to do this and risk tearing the tower, or even worse, you, apart."

"You won't. I trust you." She whispered, running her fingers through his hair which had grown out a bit. "You would never hurt me."

He sighed and hugged her close, "How do you know."

"Because," She smiled and looked into his eyes, "I know you."

He smiled, "But-"

"And I trust you," She continued, "You make me so happy. I want to make you happy too."

"You already make me happy."

She ran her hands down his arms to his wrist, moving his hands lower so that he was touching her lower back, "Touch me."

He moved his hands lower, barely touching her ass. She slid her hands back up his arms, "More."

"Wanda, I-"

"Bruce, please, I need you," She begged, grinding her hips onto his.

Bruce bit back a moan at the slight friction she had caused, his member hardening immediately. She did it again and he let out a shaky breath, "Wanda."

"I want you," She whispered in his ear, "I need you."

He turned them so he was in front of her and lifted her onto the desk as he began kissing her feverishly. They poured everything into it; apologies, desire, tension, but mostly love. So much love.

Bruce pulled away to let them breathe, "Are you sure?"

"Have you not been listening to me?" She chuckled, unbuttoning his shirt, "I'm sure."

He let her strip off his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders and letting it drop to the floor before he wrapped his arms around her waist again. Her fingers trailed from his neck to his face, pulling him in. She smiled against his lips as they kissed before pushing him back a bit and sinking to the floor in front of him. She unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down, looking up at him and she palmed him through his boxers.

"Don't tease," He warned.

She smirked to herself as he pulled his member out of his boxers, licking from base to tip before wrapping her lips around the head. He entangled his fingers in her hair as he tilted his head back and began breathing heavily.

She was talented with her tongue and her blowjobs always made Bruce's legs turn to jello. He pulled her head back and sat down in his chair before letting her go back to it. She coated his member in her saliva, making sure it was nice and lubricated before standing up, and letting Bruce slide his pants off. She stepped forward and let Bruce push her panties down to the floor, stepping out of them before straddling Bruce's lap. He slid his hands under her dress and grabbed her ass. She pushed her hair aside and aligned herself to his member before lowering herself down.

It never failed to take her breath away, the feeling of fullness was something only Bruce gave her. He held onto her hips as she began riding him to his orgasm that was already close due to her amazing blowjob.

He leaned forward and began kissing her neck, a weak spot of hers. She threw her head back in a moan as he began pushing her hips down faster, simultaneously sucking a mark into her neck. He slid his hands up her sides to the front of her dress and untied the front, pulling it down to reveal her black bra. Her breast bounced as she moved, enticing mounds of perfection.

He kissed from her collarbone down to the top of her breast before pulling the bra down and sucking on her nipple, squeezing her other breast. He switched sides, showing the other nipple the same amount of affection he had shown the first.

Her moans filled the air, cursed and her lover's name jumbled up together. She came first, gripping the back of the office chair as her legs shook. Bruce followed soon after, pulling out and coating the front of her dress.

They each took a few minutes to calm down from their orgasmic highs, sharing a few soft kisses and gentle touches. Bruce helped fix her bra and retied her dress before she got off his lap and he put his boxers and pants back on. She grabbed a few tissues and cleaned the front of her dress. She pulled her underwear back on and grabbed his shirt off the floor, helping him button it up. He kissed her cheek, making her smile as she rolled up his sleeves for him.

She pecked his lips, "Want some cake?"

He chuckled, "I'd love some."

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