InsaneJournal

Who: Bruce Banner and Jean Grey
Where: Bruce's house
What: Jean dreams and seeks comfort
When: a couple weeks ago
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 for tasteful nudity and FTL sex
Status complete


Bruce was waiting for Jean when she drove up, standing on his porch and smiling a little. He had just finished drawing the bath, and the bathroom was candlelit and smelling of oranges and pomegranates. He was wearing a button down plaid shirt, and jeans, for once, and waiting there, hoping he could help Jean relax and maybe get a few good hours of sleep. While seeing her naked was not a bad thing at all, he was hoping he could be there for her more than anything else.

Jean felt a little silly and a little excited when she returned to Bruce’s house. She was wearing yoga pants and a clean t-shirt, and had clothing for the morning (just in case). She smiled as she walked up to his porch. “Hi. So we meet again.”

“Hello, madame. So we do. For tonight, I have apple fritters cooling, and a soft apple spice tea, and the bath is already set up for you.” He opened the door and held it for her. He grinned warmly. “Its good to see you, Jean.” He kissed her gently.

She kissed him back, hugging him for a moment. “You’re too good to me, Bruce.” She smiled softly at him and set her bag by the door. “Which way is the bathroom?”

Bruce smiled and led the way, one hand capturing one of hers. Then he opened the bathroom door and candlelight and warm smells escaped to meet them.

"Here you are."

Jean sighed softly. “You went to so much trouble for me. Thank you.” She kissed him, stroking his face with her fingertips. “Help me get undressed, please.” She didn’t need the help, she just really wanted it.

"Of course." Bruce gently reached for her, He stripped her top up, smiling as he helped her remove it and planted kisses along her jaw and neck.

Jean shivered at the physical attention. She kissed him back, threading her fingers in his hair. She was still on shaky emotional ground, but making out was definitely something she could handle right then.

Bruce gently caressed and kissed her. His hands were gentle as he removed her yoga pants and her underwear. He stripped her to the skin with gentle eagerness.

She sighed and shivered, suddenly very glad she’d taken a bath earlier. From this position he had to get very intimate to strip her pants off. Her fingers stroked over his neck and shoulders. “You’re so gentle.” She said, her voice a soft moan.

"I just want to make you feel good." His mouth brushed her belly and then her folds as he knelt, taking her clothing off. He smirked as he rose and his hands worked on her bra, pulling her against him as he did so.

Jean groaned as his lips brushed against those very sensitive parts. When he drew her into his arms she felt boneless. She looked into his eyes as he undid her bra, drawing his head down for another deep, passionate kiss. She didn’t want a bath at all, anymore. Not after all that stimulation.

Bruce smiled as he drew the last of her clothing off, then kissed her again, hard and long and passionate, and then lifted her into his arms. “Maybe the bath can wait?” His smile was hopeful, warm, and caring as he carried her toward the bedroom.

“I think I’m clean enough.” Jean said, with a nod. “I’ll need some help getting dirty again.” She stroked his face, drawing him down for a soft, lengthy kiss.

Bruce smirked and kissed her, chuckling as he lowered her to the bed, and then followed as soon as he had chucked his clothing. “You look so beautiful.” His clothing flew to one side or another as he did an impromptu strip dance for her, revealing his erection, hard and ready, as he leaped to the bed and kissed her again, eyes dancing.

He felt young.

Jean watched him, giggling and blushing furiously. She was an adult woman who’d had sex before, but he made her feel giddy. She drew him close and kissed him right back, her hands exploring his body hungrily. She wanted to touch and taste every inch of him.

Bruce responded with the same, grinning as he caressed and maybe even tickled her a bit. He was enjoying this. Letting loose, enjoying her warmth and her sexiness, and letting himself just enjoy her. She was beautiful and amazing and he kissed her, hard, enjoying the moment.

“Mmm, sexy woman.” he nipped at her lips softly.

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Jean snuggled against Bruce some time later, breathless and satisfied. “Mmm, that was worth coming back for.” She said with a smile. “You’re wonderful, Bruce.”

Bruce smiled as he stroked her hair, feeling relaxed and sated and utterly boneless. “Nnngh, so are you.” He smiled at her, warmly. “You surely know how to make a man feel completely and utterly welcome.” he kissed her nose. “And happy.”

Jean laughed and rubbed her nose, then gave him a lengthy, proper kiss. “I’m glad to hear it. You are utterly welcome, and I’m happy, so this has worked out quite well.” She grinned at him, then slowly slid toward the edge of the bed. “Are there any brownies left? I’ve worked up an appetite.”

“I believe there are.” Bruce took his time following her, admiring the view. Damn, but she was a very beautiful woman. As he rolled out of bed, he stroked a hand down her side and then stretched. “MMM, Brownies sound perfect, now.”

Jean laughed and grabbed his hand, pulling him in for a playful kiss. This was going to be a fun night despite it all.

~fin~