08/07/2022-Summer’s day at Lakeside and home: Purple Hairstreak and more
On a hot and sunny day I had two great Lakeside walks which were brilliant for watching butterflies. Ringlet in decent numbers, Marbled White, Comma and Small Skipper were highlights at lunch time I saw Small Skipper on the grass outside Lakeside too which is always nice, to me Small White seems to have increased in numbers around the right time for Big Butterfly Count starting next Friday officially as they did last year going on to dominate the survey I saw some today and I also enjoyed seeing my first Lakeside Gatekeepers of 2022 as the exotic flashes of their colours fitted in perfectly with today’s weather. I saw a fair few Ringlet tonight along the northern path one I took the eighth picture in this photoset of with Gatekeeper seen on my evening walk too as well as Holly Blue, Brimstone and Large White which I saw well in a strong variety and pleasingly high number of species seen today. I was also happy to see some Six-spot Burnet moths my first of the year of this species that is a favourite of mine one of the most important species in my early days of getting into moths when I got into butterflies due to sightings of them here. It was also a great day for dragon and damselflies I saw a few on the walks lunch time especially it was a bit of a dash around with lots of things to take in so I didn’t get too much time to linger with them and didn’t identify many consequently but this evening I did see my first Southern Hawker on patch this year. I did another warm up Big Butterfly Count on both walks today.
After Southern Hawker and Gatekeeper there was a third insect species that was a year tick at Knepp on Saturday that I saw for the first time at Lakeside in 2022 when a goal of the last couple of weeks especially tonight and last week’s Friday evening walk was realised, when I saw a Purple Hairstreak along the northern path tonight. For context and some of you may recall that last year one of the big revelations for me was that over the summer I saw these butterflies here a species I never dreamed was at the country park a stone’s throw from home and had only ever seen at Knepp and Bentley Wood both fairly further afield widely acclaimed butterfly sites (I did see one at two additional local sites for the first time last year too). So it went down as one of my favourite things about 2021 so as their favoured tree’s leaves the oak came on and got greener and greener as we headed into summer I naturally thought was last year a one off in a strong year for the species or could I see one again here, and I did. It may have been more than one but I saw one flitting high up a tree along the northern path then saw it in the binoculars briefly, then not long after I saw one flying among the oak leaves of a tree opposite within the steam railway track and I got an astonishing view of one or it sat still in the binoculars making out its fine and alluring markings. Then I saw it fly again. Last year’s Lakeside Purple Hairstreak propelled it to become one of my favourite butterflies I was very fond of it before also around the time we saw them at Knepp for the first time in 2021 as I have repeated this year. I felt a balmy day like this could be enough and it was a moment of pure fixation and pleasure when in the precious oaky oasis of Lakeside especially its northern parts was the stage for a magical wildlife encounter.
There was an interesting snail at Lakeside today which I took the fourth picture in this photoset of and I enjoyed a succulent Common Red Soldier beetle on a carrot flower with its purple in the middle of the flower looking nice at lunch time.
I got some splendid views of bright pyramidal orchid as I made the most of them with their season getting on a bit what a year I have had for them again as well as masses of bird’s-foot trefoil as shown in the fifth picture in this photoset scarlet looking dock mixing well with them too in the eastern meadows, hogweed, purple loosestrife, great willowherb, poppy, thistle, viper’s-bugloss, agrimony and I believe hawkbit a great bright yellow all were other great flowers to see at Lakeside today. I couldn’t resist the second picture in this photoset of another of the flower bed area on the way to Lakeside covered in the poppies and other flowers a constant source of delight lately.
It was another top birding day at Lakeside with a rustic Kestrel flying over the lakes I always enjoy seeing them here. Greylag Geese dominated again with nice views of the younger one, a group of them dramatically flapping on Concorde lake at lunch time which was powerful to see and hear and some feeding near the fenced off area west of beach lake tonight which I took the tenth and final picture in this photoset of. I also got some stunning views of the young Great Crested Grebes with them very close to the northern shore of Concorde lake. They were off the leash a bit so to speak with the three youngsters especially one quite independent and roaming far and I spotted both parents watching on at a distance. A blissful moment to witness with this family of birds that keep on giving for me. I saw two Green Woodpeckers very well again and a House Martin well over the path tonight. I took the seventh picture in this photoset of one of a couple of young Starlings I enjoyed in the buddleia bush this hot afternoon. I really liked seeing hoards of them out the front flying around and on the green tonight, they are really starting to flock together now with so many about with the young bolstering the local population.
Of course there were stunning views on what was a gorgeous day, with the rich meadows, glistening water and vibrant trees. I took the third, sixth and ninth pictures in this photoset of views at Lakeside today. After the joy of the Purple Hairstreak and time to tonight I had a longer Lakeside Friday evening walk than usual going down to beach lake down the central path between the fenced off areas and back round past the visitor centre and north of the steam railway station as I felt the urge and it was nice to really enjoy a summer’s evening especially a hot and sunny one and the positive mood with the calm atmosphere which often brings back strong memories for me. A key summer evening for me this will go down as this year year I’m sure and I loved it. There were nice sky scenes as clouds built up this evening touched well by the strong sunshine which lit up the green of trees all around too. There was another splendid sunset tonight with the prominent clouds going a nice red/orange and I also enjoyed seeing a noble false widow spider and another fly in the living room tonight.
Wildlife Sightings Summary: My first of one of my favourite moths the Six-spot Burnet this year, two of my favourite butterflies the Purple Hairstreak and Marbled White, two of my favourite birds the Green Woodpecker and Great Crested Grebe, one of my favourite dragonflies the Southern Hawker, Ringlet, Meadow Brown, Gatekeeper, Brimstone, Small White, Large White, Holly Blue, Speckled Wood, Comma and Small Skipper, Mallard, Moorhen well again, Canada Goose, Greylag Goose, Black-headed Gull, Jackdaw well out the back again this morning, Woodpigeon including well at home and in the bowl at Lakeside, Collared Dove, House Martin, a fair few Blackbirds at Lakeside which was great, Starling, House Sparrow well in good numbers, Blue Tit well at Lakeside, a demoiselle, the other dragonflies, Common Red Soldier, beetle, snail and other insects.
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Square: @brucebannerbingo - R5, Summer
Rating: E
Warning: Age Gap, Self Doubt, Smut (M|F oral and vaginal sex)
Word Count: 5901
Pairing: Bruce Banner x OFC (Summer)
Summary: Bruce is drawn to Summer. She’s everything he wished he could be. Carefree, exciting, and she knows exactly who she is. There are so many reasons a relationship with her wouldn’t work. So why can’t he stop thinking about her?
A/N: at end of fic
1. Summer’s Day
Bruce followed the group of Professors, Post-Docs and Ph.D. students down West 88th Street. It was one of those oppressive New York Summer’s days where the streets smelled of garbage and the humidity in the air clung to your skin. There had been a conference on at Columbia and he had been invited out for drinks with a small group of people. They’d been treating him like a celebrity, something he didn’t think he’d ever get used to, but he couldn’t pretend wasn’t nice. It was nice getting recognition for all the work he had done that previously he’d just been hunted for like some kind of animal.
They were just stopping by one of the Post Doc’s place for a few drinks before going to the official dinner tonight. Aidan was quite excited that he had this group of esteemed scientists to bring back to his home. Bruce was mostly just happy it had just been about science so far. No one had brought up the Hulk or the Avengers or even Tony Stark which at least would have been in the realm of the same topic as Nuclear Physics.
Aidan stopped at a brownstone half a block from the park and headed up the stairs. Bruce and the rest of the group followed after him as he let himself in and then headed down the hall to the first apartment on the left.
Aidan stepped through the door and groaned. When Bruce followed him through he saw the object of Aidan’s frustration. A woman was standing in front of an airconditioning unit with headphones on. She wasn’t facing them and didn’t seem to be aware they had even come into the room. She was wearing a t-shirt that was so big on her that it was difficult to tell if she was wearing anything underneath it or not because it sat so far down her legs. Such beautiful legs too. Long and slender with just the hint of muscle definition. Her skin was pale like milk and her hair hung loosely down her back in deep red waves. She bounced around with her hands on her ears singing along to the song only she could hear.
Aidan approached her and tapped her on the head. She turned and smiled holding the headphones away from her ears. Bruce nearly audibly gasped. Her eyes were the palest, brightest blue he’d ever seen. And so big. He thought it might be possible to actually drown in those eyes.
“Can you clear out?” Aidan asked.
“Hey! I was here first!” She protested.
“Go on, fuck off,” Aidan said giving her a little nudge. There was clear affection in her voice, despite the harsh language. The kind of familiarity that was built over a long time.
She rolled her eyes and took her headphones off and began walking in the direction of Bruce. “And stop stealing my clothes!” Aidan added.
“Fine! Fuck!” She snapped and pulled the shirt off and threw it at him, completely uncaring that she was sharing the space with half a dozen middle-aged men.
She was wearing something underneath. Black hot pants and a white bra with pink polka dots on it. Bruce’s face flushed and he looked up at the ceiling, feeling extremely awkward.”
“Fucking hell, Summer!” Aidan yelled. “Grow up!”
She gave him the finger and headed back towards the door. She stopped in front of Bruce. “Hey! I have a poster of you on my bedroom wall at my parent’s house.”
Bruce shifted his gaze down to her face. She was smiling at him and it somehow looked both devious and playful.
“Oh… uh… that’s… cool… I guess… Hello.” Bruce stammered, willing himself not to look down at her chest.
“It is decidedly uncool.” She said and tapped his arm as she passed him and went outside. “See ya!”
“Did she just go outside in bare feet and her bra?” One of the other professors asked.
“She’s probably just going to the courtyard out back,” Aidan answered as he went to the kitchen. “Who can I get a beer?”
There was a general agreement from the group, though Bruce just asked for iced water. “Who was she?” He asked as Aidan handed over the glass.
Aidan groaned and rolled his eyes. “My sister. Half-sister technically. And before any of you ask, I think she’s single, but I never know. Yes, you’re welcome to try.”
“Welcome to try what?” Bruce asked.
“Asking her out or whatever you’re all thinking,” Aidan said.
One of the others laughed. “Aren’t you supposed to be protecting your sister from lecherous old men like us?”
“Well, I once tried that. When she found out, she punched me in the back of the head and said she was quite capable of policing her own vagina,” he shrugged. “That’s how she talks. Anyway, so far almost every guy I’ve brought ‘round has tried. She’s rejected them all. So, like I said, go for it if you want.”
The others started milling around and talking about the conference and physics and gossiping about other doctors that were attending. Bruce walked over to the window and looked out as he ran his finger around the rim of his glass. Summer had indeed gone out the back. There was a trampoline out there and she was jumping on it. She had the purest expression of joy on her face he’d ever seen in an adult. Occasionally she’d attempt a forward flip. When she pulled it off her whole face lit up and she’d clap her hands. When she failed, she’d just let herself fall into a heap laughing hysterically.
“Go out and talk to her, if you want,” Aidan said.
Bruce turned to him, blinking. “What?”
“You’re staring at my sister,” Aidan pushed. “Go talk to her. She’s actually pretty cool. Weird. But cool. I think you’re probably too old for her, but she’s still interesting and talking is better than staring.”
“Right,” Bruce said, feeling his face heat up a little. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Aidan assured him. “It’s fine.”
Bruce gave a nod and put his glass down, heading outside with his hands in his pockets. He didn’t exactly know what it was he was doing right now. He didn’t date and if he did it wouldn’t be women that were half his age. He just found himself drawn to her. It was like she was the polar opposite of him. Free and unthinking and completely out of her head. It was fascinating.
“Hello again, Bruce Banner.” She said without pausing in her jumping. That bra was not exactly built to support such a workout and her breasts looked like they might just escape due to the amount they were bouncing. Sweat beaded on her skin only making her look more attractive. He felt a sudden shove forward in the back of his brain from the Hulk. A little lust but mostly just a shove to stop him from chickening out.
“Uh, hello. Summer, right?” Bruce asked.
“That’s right,” she replied. She attempted another forward flip and only half pulled it off, stumbling on her landing. She quickly recovered and continued jumping.
Bruce glanced around for a topic of conversation. He still wasn’t quite sure what he was doing out here talking to her and he was already getting to the ‘overthinking it’ point. “Nice trampoline,” he settled on, and mentally cursed himself.
“Thanks,” she said, smiling. “It belongs to the family in 4B. I said they could put it out here if they let me use it. They laughed and said yes. I don’t think they thought I was serious.”
“What do you mean, you let them? Are you guys the landlords?” Bruce asked. She looked too young to be in charge of running a whole building. Aidan was in his mid-thirties, so maybe he was the landlord and she was just making herself in charge by association.
“Oh,” she said. “The building belongs to my dad. I’m studying at Columbia So he bought it and said I could live here if I let Aidan live with me and we had to run it like a business.” She answered.
Bruce blinked up at her. “Your dad just bought you a building? He’s not Tony Stark is he?”
She giggled. He could fall in love with that sound. It was so pure and unfiltered and genuine. It made him feel light just hearing it. “No, not him,” she said. “But I mean, he makes money from it. I know it’s over the top. I sometimes wonder how messed up my sense of entitlement is. I don’t really know what it’s like to not just get what I want.” She gave a small shrug and jumped around in a circle. “Now, I have a question for you, Bruce Banner.”
Bruce raised his eyebrows at her. “What is it?”
“Why aren’t you on this trampoline with me?”
Bruce laughed gently. “I don’t think it’s built to hold two adults.”
She stopped jumping and looked down at him, rolling her eyes. “Puh-lease. They had 20 kids on here last weekend. It’ll be fine.”
Bruce slipped off his loafers and took off his socks before climbing up on the trampoline. He willed the Hulk to stay back. He didn’t think the Big Guy would break for this, but he’s also never been on a trampoline before. She took his hands in hers and they started bouncing. To begin with, they didn’t leave the mat, they just bobbed up and down in time with each other. Her hands were warm and soft and she held him with no hesitation or awkwardness. As if they’d been doing that kind of thing for years.
“Why did your father make Aidan live with you? Why couldn’t he have his own place?” Bruce asked.
Summer shrugged. “It’s kind of shitty really. He’s a child of dad’s first marriage. That’s why the age difference is so big and why we don’t look much alike. I actually didn’t really know Aidan growing up. Dad just paid out the child support and didn’t have a lot to do with him. He went off the rails and I made dad feel guilty about it So he thought if he forced us to live together maybe Aidan might calm down a little. I don’t know. Maybe it just made me go off the rails.” She said and quirked an eyebrow at him.
“Oh? How did you go off the rails?” Bruce asked.
Summer started to counter the bouncing so that when he went down, she went up. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“That’s why I asked.” Bruce deadpanned.
“Maybe if you play your cards right, I might show you,” She said. Her voice was tinged with that sexy tease some people were so good at but Bruce had never been able to master.
Bruce shivered a little. This woman had just gone from ‘you’re someone here to talk’ to ‘I’m going to fuck you later’ in 0 seconds flat.
“Hey, I bet if you jumped really high when you landed, I’d go flying.” She said, shifting from ‘let’s fuck’ to ‘you’re my new best friend’.
Bruce chuckled and started to jump. Each time he landed she’d get thrown higher and higher until she was being lifted right above his head. Each jump would make her squeal with pure delight that rolled off her into him. It made the Hulk raise his head in interest, but Bruce wasn’t worried. At least not yet. He was watching but he was staying back. They were soon both laughing and she grabbed his arms as she flew up and pulled herself down and into him when she landed. He stumbled back and they fell to the mat, clinging to each other panting and laughing.
Bruce had that feeling of euphoria that you usually only get when your adrenaline kicks in. For him, it was usually accompanied by the Hulk. Right now, he only felt good and he couldn’t remember the last time that had happened. “Okay, okay. I need to stop… gotta watch the heart rate.” Bruce said, patting his chest.
“Okay, okay.” Summer said, patting his chest. “Did you have fun at least?”
Bruce smiled. “So much fun.”
She took his hand and started to trace a fingernail over his palm. “I’d like to give you kudos for not just staring at my tits the entire time we’ve been out here, Bruce Banner.”
“Why do you keep saying my whole name like that?” He asked.
She took his hand and put his palm against her cheek. “I just like the way it tastes.”
He ran his thumb over her bottom lips and they parted. As his thumb slowly dragged across, she closed her eyes and he pushed it into her mouth. Her tongue brushed over the pad and she took a deep breath that shuddered through her as she exhaled.
He pulled his thumb away but kept his hand on her cheek. She leaned into it and hummed softly. “I love when guys do that. It makes me think about kissing and sucking dick. Do guys think that when they do it?” The question sounded rhetorical. Like she was just musing to herself. It made Bruce’s cock twitch and once again he started to question what in the hell was he doing with this much younger woman. “I have another question for you, Bruce Banner.”
“What is it?” He asked.
“When you first kiss me, do you want it to be here on the trampoline, or in my bedroom?”
Bruce swallowed thickly and let out a breath. “He - here.”
She leaned in toward him and he bridged the gap. Their lips touched and in that moment Bruce knew he was done for.
They started slow, her soft lips barely parted. Their mouths moved only a little. It gradual deepened. They sucked on each other’s lips, his hand pushed into her hair and he moved her backward. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and he met it with his as they tasted each other. She lay back into the trampoline and he moved between her legs. It had been so long since he’d allowed himself this. The thought of the Hulk getting in the way not even passing through his mind. He felt like a teenager again. Just making out in the backyard with his cousin’s friend. Hoping it might lead to sex but knowing it probably wouldn't. No concerns about big green rage monsters getting in the way.
His hand moved up to her breast and he stroked his thumb over her nipple. I hardened to his touch and she hummed, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulled him deeper into her.
Someone cleared their throat behind them. Bruce jumped up, started to see Aidan and a few of the other men standing at the edge of the trampoline.
“We were going to head out again. Will you be staying here, Doctor Banner?” One of the other scientists asked.
Bruce flushed a bright red, but Summer didn’t even look up and acknowledge them. She just nuzzled into his neck and started sucking on his throat.
“Yes… uh. I’ll stay behind,” Bruce stammered trying to shake off that feeling like he’d just been caught masturbating by a family member.
One of the men laughed and turned back to the Brownstone. “Have fun, kids.” He called, waving to them.
“If you fuck my sister, you better be ready to propose to her,” Aidan teased and grabbed Summer’s ankle and shook it. “And you. Take it easy on him. He’s too nice for you.”
Summer didn’t even look up, she just gave Aidan the finger as he walked off. Bruce found it charming that Aidan didn’t seem to know who he wanted to be protective of. When the men disappeared into the building he turned back to Summer.
She looked up at him with those clear blue eyes of hers. She took a lock of his hair that hand fallen over his brow and twirled it around her finger. “So, Bruce Banner. Would you like to go back inside and have me not take it easy on you? You can prepare your proposal while I’m going very, very hard on you.”
Bruce swallowed and looked her up and down. There was a strong push at the back of his head. The Hulk letting him know he wanted this too. He nodded slowly and Summer got up and took his hand, leading him back into her apartment.
There was no stopping to offer him a drink or any other pretense that they weren’t now going to have sex. A very small part of him had hoped that maybe there would be. That maybe she might decide it was a bad idea because he couldn’t even remember the last time he’d been with a woman and he was terrified. Instead, Summer led him straight to her bedroom. Bruce had the brief chance to notice how hard she’d tried to pull off the poor college student look in her room with things that were actually really expensive. There was a king-sized, four-poster bed near the window. Along with the standard gauze curtain in a purple, paisley print hanging from it, she’d wound a string of fairy lights that also ran around the walls and over the bay windows that looked out over the street. Where most students would have a cheap metal frame, hers was solid hardwood. Her duvet was a similar paisley print, but the pillowcases were purple with white spots. There was a wing-backed chair in the corner of the room and on the bedside table sat an ornate carnival glass lamp.
That was all he could process before she’d pushed him against her door and her mouth was on his. Her hands went up under his shirt, her nails grazing over his stomach. He slid his hands up her back and under her bra strap, pulling her hard against him. She pulled back suddenly and headed to the window, her hips swaying as she walked. When she pulled the curtains closed she turned to face him.
“Tell me, Bruce Banner,” she asked, trailing her fingers down her stomach and over her pussy. “What would you like to do to me?”
He took a deep breath and moved toward her unbuttoning his shirt. When he reached her, he snaked his hands around her waist and pulled her against him. He leaned down, but she pulled back, avoiding the kiss he was trying to initiate.
“No, no, no.” She purred putting her hands on his chest. “You need to talk to me. I want to hear what you want.”
Bruce swallowed hard. How Summer could switch from innocent and carefree to sexually overt so seamlessly was probably the biggest turn on about her. “Take off your clothes.” He said, aiming for a commanding growl, but missing it completely.
She smiled and bit her bottom lip, letting her teeth rake over it as she slowly released it again. “Ordering me, huh? I like it.” She said, unhooking her bra. She slowly slid it down her arms and tossed it onto the wing-backed chair. Bruce took her breasts in his hands, palming them and rolling his thumbs over the pale pink peaks of her nipples. She turned in his arms and one of his hands traveled up to her throat. He pulled her head back so she was leaning on his shoulder and kissed her. As he did, she pushed her shorts down and wriggled out of them.
He turned her to face him and wrapped his hand in her hair, holding her head so she was looking up at him. He ran her thumb over her lips and she nipped at it. “I do think of you sucking my dick when I do that.” He said.
“Is that what you want?” She said breathily. “You want me on my knees? You want to fuck my face?”
He moaned and let her go. She dropped down and unbuckled his pants, pulling them down. She nuzzled at his crotch, running her nose along the tent his cock was forming in his boxers. She worked them down and he stepped out of them. His anxiety was starting to rise again but if Hulk was there he was being quiet. She took his cock in her hand and pumped it as she swirled her tongue over the head.
She looked up at him and went to say something and then stopped. His anxiety started to rise and he felt Hulk push on him. Telling how stupid and weak he was. That, of course, this beautiful young woman wouldn’t want someone like him.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to do this if you don’t want.” He said, stroking her hand through her hair.
She furrowed her brow. “No… I just… I know you might have issues with the other guy. But I like it when my hair gets pulled. And you can be rough. It’s okay if you don’t but I can take it.”
Bruce faltered. He’d expected her to say so many things, but that was not even in the realm of what he’d expected. He gave a short nod and Hulk backed off again. She opened her mouth and dropped her head down, taking him deep into the back of her throat and rolled her tongue so it wrapped around the underside of his shaft. He groaned and closed his eyes and just appreciated that wet warm feeling as she massaged his cock with her tongue. It had been so long and it felt so good, now what he worried about was not lasting long enough. He bunched her hair in his hands and started to thrust, opening his eyes again so he could watch her. She hummed and smiled up at him around his shaft, keeping her eyes locked on his.
He pulled her hair a little harder and picked up his speed, letting himself go a little more. She seemed to be in complete control of herself even with the fact he was holding her head in place. If she had trouble catching her breath she would twist slightly and release him only to plunge back down and suck harder than before. She gripped his ass and pressed her fingers against his asshole. Her tongue moved expertly against him, rolling and circling his cock.
That control both reassured him that he was safe exploring this and brought him closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. He pulled back as he felt it building and guided her to bend over her bed, pressing his cock against her cunt.
“Bruce, stop,” she moaned.
He pulled back immediately and looked around wildly. “Sorry. I’m sorry. I thought this was what you wanted.”
“It is. But you gotta wrap it up, pal,” she laughed.
“Oh. Oh, I’m sorry. I - uh - I don’t have any protection. We can do something else if you want.” Bruce stammered, pulling away.
Summer pointed to the bedside table. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you covered.”
Bruce pulled the drawer open and gasped. Inside were boxes and boxes of condoms. He had figured Summer must be a little promiscuous. He’d never had a woman just want to go straight to bed with him before. Not that he judged that kind of thing. He was friends with Tony after all. The way she had kept repeating his whole name had made him think that everything had gone a little faster because there was a little celebrity crush. Which now he thought about it was probably worse. He shook his head and looked at her. “How much sex do you have, Summer?”
She burst out laughing and rolled over onto the bed, crawling up next to him and looking into the drawer. “Not quite this much,” she giggled. “I mean, I’m not going to lie, I’m a bit of a slut,” she added at a whisper like she was letting him in on a big secret. “I just really like novelty condoms and I can’t stop buying them.” She reached down and started to gently stroke his cock.
Bruce shook himself. This had all started to feel like a terrible idea and he was starting to get that dull rumble feeling like the Hulk was moving forward. He’d gotten caught up in the fact that Summer was weird, and unself-conscious, and just stunning, and she wanted him, that he hadn’t stopped to think long enough that he hadn’t slept with anyone since the Hulk and that maybe sleeping with a woman he only just met when he didn’t actually know anything about her, including how old she was, might be a very bad idea.
“How many men have you slept with?” He asked.
“Men? Umm… six,” she answered, her fingers still teasing along his shaft. “Why? How many men have you slept with?”
“None,” he answered, turning to look at her. “So you’re bi?”
“I don’t think of myself as anything,” Summer said. “Do you not want to do this anymore? I can make your dick look like a kitty cat.” She rummaged around in the drawer and pulled out a box of condoms that according to the picture on the box, each one looked like a different animal when it was rolled on. As she pulled the box free a baggie of pills that had been taped to the inside of the drawer got knocked free and fell down. Bruce picked them up and looked at them.
“Is this ecstasy? Are you high, Summer?” He asked. It would explain everything really. Why she was acting the way she was. Her manner of speech. The fact she was even attracted to him. He mentally kicked himself. He was a stupid old man who got too caught up in some weird fantasy to realize that it was too good to be true. He got up and went to find his underwear.
She got up and came up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her forehead against his back. “I’m not high, Bruce. I use those at raves. Not like, in the middle of the day on a Tuesday. This is really just how I am. If you don’t want to fuck now, that’s okay. But can you do me the decency of telling me what happened?”
“I don’t even know how old you are.” He said turning to face her. She reached up and twirled a lock of his hair around her finger and pulled it forward over his brow.
“Hi, Bruce Banner. My name is Summer Martin. I’m 24 years old. I have an older brother named Aidan, who is 36, and a younger sister named Dakota who is 17. My dad is wealthy. Extremely wealthy. He buys love rather than showing it. I study Classics at Columbia. I’m currently doing a Masters. I have only really had one serious relationship and that was when I was 16. It lasted for three years. Then I moved in with Aidan, and I started partying. I smoke pot and take ecstasy recreationally. Pot more than E. E is for special occasions. Very rarely and when I’m with the right people, I drop acid too. Even with all that I managed to get straight As at college. I like to have sex. But I won’t just do it with anyone. They need to connect with something in me. I don’t have a sexual preference other than that need for some connection. If I meet someone who is interested in me and I genuinely enjoy being in their company in a pure way, I do not go slowly. I have had sex with 15 people all up. Six identified as male. Seven had penises if that matters to you. I am always careful and I get tested regularly. My last test was a month ago and it came back clean. I thought we had that connection. On the trampoline. We had genuine, uncomplicated fun. I thought you might like to continue that in a more adult way. I’m sorry if you got caught up in the fantasy of who I am or something. I never meant to lead you into something you didn’t want to do.”
She let him go and stepped back. He looked her over and let out a breath. She had just laid herself bare to him and even though some of what she’d just said startled him and maybe even scared him a little - he had no idea how he could keep up with this woman - he wanted her. Hulk nudged him forward and he picked her up and kissed her passionately as he carried her to the bed.
“Okay, Summer Martin,” Bruce said, dropping her onto the mattress. “Let’s make my dick look like a kitty cat.”
She started giggling and opened the box, rifling through them until she found the one labeled cat. She tore the packet open and rolled it on over his length. The thing looked ridiculous. It was bright yellow and had a bulbous cartoon cat protruding from the end. They both looked down at it and broke down into peels of laughter.
“Summer! You gotta stop laughing at it!” Bruce teased, as he laughed himself. The laughter helped to be honest. It relaxed him and pushed all remaining concerns about the Big Guy right back.
“I’m not! It’s so cute. I’ll stroke the cute little kitty,” she said, running her hand up and down his cock.
“Little? That’s not very nice.” He teased, rolling her onto her back and kissing down her throat. He pushed his cock against her cunt, sliding it up and down her folds. She would take a sudden breath in every time it pressed against her clit. “Cats really like boxes. Have you got one this kitty can hide in?”
“Well, I’m not going to call my vagina a box. So no.” She said breaking down into hysterical laughter.
“You don’t like stupid euphemisms for vaginas? I can put my meat sword into your velvet purse?” Bruce said trying to think of the stupid things he’d heard Tony say when he was trying to get Bruce or Steve to blush.
Summer completely lost it. So was laughing in that hysterical way where you think you’ve stopped only to start up immediately again. It was like music to his ears. “Velvet purse! Oh god, help!”
“Summer Martin, I’m going to put my flesh flute into your pink taco!” He said.
“Please, no!” Summer squealed and he entered her. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Oh, fuck yes.”
Bruce rolled his hips slowly against her, letting her body adjust to him. Having his cock buried in her heat was some kind of bliss. He had no idea why he had waited so long. Maybe it was just the laughter that had allowed this to happen when he had failed so many times before. He nipped at the skin on her throat and ran the tip of his nose up to her chin. “My trouser snake just crawled into your love cave,” he said, making his voice breathy, to begin with, but breaking down into giggles by the end.
Summer shook her head, unable to form words, completely consumed by her laughter and her moans brought on by the feeling of his cock inside her. She brought her knees up and wrapped them around his waist. Her feet pressed on his ass and pushed him deeper into her.
Bruce started to thrust harder into her. The heat from her cunt felt like heaven around his cock. He imagined how she’d feel without the condom. The moisture of her arousal engulfing him and soaking his dick. She finally gained control of her laughter and began to dig her nails into her back. She contracted and released her pelvic floor in a random pattern that was bringing him to climax much too fast.
He kissed her and shifted his body so it was curved more, his cock penetrating her deeper than before. He flicked at her nipples with the tip of his tongue and she let out such a low and loud curse that it made him blush.
He sucked her nipple into his mouth and started pounding into her.
“Yes! Bruce! Just like that!” She cried, her body arching up into him. Her words were like encouragement for him. He went harder but with an irregular rhythm. Her hand snaked down between them and she started rubbing her clit. Her body seized up, contracting around his cock as she came. She let out a string of curse words and her nails dug into his back.
His hips jerked as her walls milked his cock and he emptied inside her. He slowed down his movements as his cock pulsed and twitched inside of her before slipping out.
He looked down at his dick and chuckled at the sad-looking slimy condom he had on. “Aww… kitty looks all sad and disgusting.” Summer teased.
“Poor kitty. He had a nice time at least.” He said making Summer break down into peals of laughter. She pointed at a wastebasket sitting next to a hardwood desk.
Bruce got up and removed the condom, tying it off and tossing it in the trash. He returned to the bed and Summer opened her arms out, welcoming him into her embrace. He nuzzled into her neck and draped his arm over her.
“I know this is really corny and something you’re not supposed to do. But Summer, that was really fun. I haven’t… since … the other guy I haven’t been with anyone. But even before, I never remember having that much fun during sex before.” He said as Summer carded her fingers through his hair. “Thank you.”
She smiled. “I was the first one?”
“Mmm… I mean I’ve tried, but… he was harder to control back then. I have more control now, but I still …” He shook his head, not wanting to go into the massive lists of reasons why he kept women at arm’s length thanks to his litany of mental blocks. She was here for a one-time thing. She didn’t need that. “There’s a dinner on for this conference tonight. Would you like to come? Aidan will be there.”
She giggled and sat up. “My brother is not the selling point you think he is. But sure. I’ll come. It will be interesting.” She sat up on the edge of the bed and looked back at him and trailed her fingers through his chest hair. “Or we could have a nice cool shower and maybe instead, we can order in some food and do that again?”
Bruce sat up and kissed her shoulder. “It is pretty hot out there and you do have air conditioning.”
“If you make a joke about Summer, I’ll kill you.” Summer laughed getting up and grabbing a satin robe and throwing it to him.
She wrapped a pink robe with flowers all over it around her and headed out of the bathroom. Bruce got up and put the robe on, watching her ass as she sashayed from the room. He jogged after her.
“Oh, I’ve got one!” He said laughing. “I sure am looking forward to spending this day in Summer.”
// NEXT
A/N: Back in the days I wrote RPF I invented an OC named Summer. I was kind of in love with the character but I stopped being able to write her story because the muse for the context I put her in was no longer speaking to me. I’ve wanted to bring her over to Marvel for a while but I couldn’t think of who to pair her with. Then I had Summer as a prompt on my Bruce Banner bingo card. Due to the fact this is Bruce paired with an OC and there’s an age gap, I’m assuming I’ll get almost no one reading it. So I'm writing it for me. Some of the chapters are just rewritten from her original fic changed enough to work for the older, much more reserved Bruce. Some are half rewrite/half new. Some are totally new. Unlike most of my fics, I’m not going to keep to a publishing schedule because this is for me. You might get a lot quickly and then a break while I work on other things. You might get it regularly for a while. I might change the days I publish it. Please if you like it let me know. It will encourage me to post more regularly and I’ll love you forever for loving my girl.
