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getlostsquidward · 2 years
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the morning after
pairing: jennifer walters x reader
a/n: the iron man thing was completely self-indulgent as you can see by my username lol
summary: the date you had last night with jen left you wanting more—hopefully, she does too.
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You stared at the ceiling fan slowly spinning as you tried to remember last night's events. 
Scratch that, you do remember every single thing, but it was so surreal you weren't sure it wasn't just a figment of your imagination. You still can't even believe that you matched with the She-Hulk.
As soon as you saw her profile, you swiped right at the speed of lightning, although you knew there was a less than ten percent chance of her matching with you.
So when the Matcher notification pinged hours later showing you that you had a match, no other than her, you panicked. It never really subsided until you were across the table from her in a fancy restaurant, all your worries about not being able to handle a freaking conversation disappearing every minute that passes, every banter that was exchanged. And just like that, you find yourself in her bed, still stark naked under the covers from last night's rather...eventful happenings.
The first time you heard her laugh—you knew you had to see her again after this. (The first one wasn't even finished and your mind was already on the next one, oh boy, were you whipped.)
She was surprised when she caught a glimpse of your lock screen, being Iron Man's ass. She showed you hers, being Captain America's. You were slightly worried that this will cause some disagreements considering the whole Sokovia Accords stuff, but Jen laughed it off and said that “It's like we're meant to be!” with such enthusiasm.
The drive after dinner seemed like a blur because as soon as you got out of her car, she carried you bridal style all the way to her room.
The rest was history.
You heard a noise coming from outside, making it your cue to leave the bed. It took you a while to find your own clothes on the floor. As you went out, you see Jen (automatically assuming it was her) sitting on the couch eating breakfast. The sight and the smell of food made your stomach grumble rather loudly, capturing the attention of the woman.
“Uh. Hi?”
Jen chuckled at the visible confusion and the abashed look on your face. “Good morning. Here,” she gestured towards the table. “I made breakfast.”
You took hesitant steps closer to her. You're uncharacteristically nervous and it shows. It was a good kind of nervous, though.
“You weren't so shy last night,” she remarked as she took a sip of freshly squeezed orange juice, flustering you even more.
“You aren't so...tall,” you retorted, earning a mocking hurt look from her, a hand pressed against her chest.
You didn't know where that came from.
“Hey, that's mean. We're pretty much the same height now, you know.” She mused, stuffing more pancakes in her mouth. “Is that a downgrade?”
“What? No. It's...you're perfect.”
Jen stilled, taken by surprise. She was scared that this might turn out like that last date that she had, the man practically bailing out as soon as he saw her outside her Hulk form. 
Though her dating life wasn't exactly all giggles and butterflies, her date with you was easily the best among each that she had through the dating app, probably even her whole life. She made a mental note to treat Nikki to lunch sometime.
Jen really likes you and wants to know you better, so before she could have her hopes up, she asks. “Are you talking about me being just Jen, or are you referring to me as She-Hulk?”
“Both. Both are perfect,” you answered, turning to her. “I've gone on a date with you as She-Hulk...I've spent less than an hour with you as Jen, and…I would really like to go on a date with regular old Jen, too. That is if you want to…”
She set down her glass and pounced at you, trapping you between her and the couch's armrest. Jen's gaze flickers between your eyes and lips as she slowly leans in. Her lips moved against yours gently, unhurriedly, it was almost innocent. She could taste the maple syrup on your lips, smiling at how sweet you tasted. Soon the kiss grew passionate, Jen quite literally taking your breath away. She pulled back with a smile on her features, the little dimples on her cheeks easily making you swoon. 
“I'll take that as a yes.”
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imdoingsortagay · 2 years
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Dating Jennifer Walters headcanons ❤️❤️❤️
Warnings: fluff , she - hulk, height difference, cute dates stuff, cuss words, drinking 
a/n: yay for she hulk ! love the character and love jen so much 
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Both of you met when she was in law school 
You saw her at the coffee shop you go to one day, stressed out with school work and you buy her a coffee. 
Jen has no idea how to respond but she just smiles at you and you make your way out of the coffee shop to go on with your day
this continues with the both of you buying coffee for each other til Jen decides to talk to you. 
“ Maybe instead of giving me coffee you can give me your number instead ?”
yes it’s the lamest way to ask but to you it’s very cute 
Been dating since her last year of law school.
Jen proposed the idea of you moving in 2 years into your relationship because “ we can like cuddle and stuff ya know ? plus i got a bunch of space “ 
You both are supportive in each other’s careers🥺🥺🥺
Making her little lunches for her to take to work with love notes
Supporting her even when she was freaking out a bit when she realized she too is also is a hulk
Bruce being the one to tell you before he hold her parents of the news
“ she needs some comfort when she hears the news “
you along with Bruce helping her master her new powers ( you cheering for her while Bruce looks annoyed 😭)
“ enough with the cheering we get it y/n”
“ hey I’m here to provide comfort to her like you told me to buddy so fuck off “
Yoga with Jen and Bruce but he keeps getting annoyed when both of you keep making jokes. 
Jen talking about how Steve was probably a virgin which doesn’t annoy you but Bruce hates it 
“ How are you used to this ? “ 
“ Not the weirdest thing i’ve heard dude “ 
When she gets more media press from being she hulk than being a laywer, she can count on you to be there for her.
Helping her calm down 
When it comes to her hulk form, oh does she love to point out the height difference, especially since both of you are around the same height
“ How’s the air dow there baby?” 
“ jen we are literally the same height when you arent she hulk “ 
Hearing about her day both when she’s at work of if she has superhero stuff to deal with
HUGS FROM JEN IN HER HULK FORM OR JEN FORM 
Either one are comfy especially during a long day.
helping her get info on villains she has to encounter on a daily basis ( which is way too many for her opinion)
Drunk Jen is so cute
She likes to compliment you so much when she’s drunk it’s the cutest thing
“ y/n you know you so pretty like even more prettier than a rose” stuff like that 
When you first met her at that coffee shop, you would have never expected to be in a relationship with the best woman ever who supports you and same to you.
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infernalodie · 2 years
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𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 || 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬
“𝘔𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 '𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩“
Inspo: Labrinth - Mount Everest
Pairing: Jennifer Walters x Fem!reader
Summary: You were a criminal that Jennifer couldn’t stand helping anymore. But maybe she came to your office for something more.
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Warnings: Quite graphic in the first bit of it. Angst, brief smut, strap-on, pet names, and mommy kink.
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DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!
Jennifer didn’t know why she took the money. She wasn’t sure what compelled her to even decide years ago to become your lawyer, but she did know that it had been a mistake. Defending your disgusting acts was one thing because it was her job and she’d done it with countless other people. But taking your hush money for seeing your killings was another.
She would like to say that she had a good moral compass. Jennifer never liked the idea of getting herself into stuff she can’t get out of. Her work life helped her stay on a steady path and her friends made her stay out of the life of thrill. Which some may say is boring, but she loved her life. She never wanted it to change from that.
But when you entered her life, you changed her entire life. Giving her the biggest break she had with your case of murdering countless people and dumping their remains in the Great South Bay. You were a billionaire and had a strong chokehold on the city. No one liked you and that caused the press to surround your case like moths to a flame. And although Jennifer hated you as well, she still had a job to do and went on to defend you. Somehow, saving you from life in prison and disproving every account of you being the murderer you were.
Since then, many didn’t look at her the same for taking the case. But she also knew many looked at her as a prestigious lawyer for it. And you had made her your main lawyer. She still remembers you handing her a cheque for $50,000, as thanks for her service. That alluring gaze you held and your soft pink lips curved in the tiniest of smirks as she took it without a second thought.
Now, after your most recent case of having been responsible for murdering one of the gangs in New York to claim more territory for yourself, she had received another cheque that had far too many zero’s. All because she had wandered too far in Brooklyn to find you standing back as one of your men gutted another man. Pulling out his intestines and stabbed them into the wall. She still could remember your haunting voice that filled the dark alley, “Walk.”
A simple order, but one that made Jennifer’s skin crawl as the man attempted to walk away. Sobs fell from his lips as he slowly got farther with his intestine straining and pulling out more. And when she gasped, you had found her watching. Long story short, you had given her money to not speak on it after one of your men grabbed her. You stared at her with a deadpan as she cowered in fear of what you might do. Thinking about it now, Jennifer wasn’t exactly sure why you didn’t kill her, but she was willing to take that instead of facing the same fate as the unfortunate man that lay dead only a few feet from her.
That had been a week ago, but now, she couldn’t handle having the money anymore. She didn’t want that guilt on her mind or being constantly reminded of what she had seen. Not to mention the fear that you had people watching her in case. She hadn’t left her apartment once because of it. Instead, she just had food delivered to her and had her friends bring whatever she needed from the store.
But currently, she stood in the elevator, feeling that weird gut feeling the steel cage gave people when rising or descending. Except, this was the natural fear she had for you now. Because she understood why everyone hated you and was afraid of you. You sat in a skyscraper, staring down at the city, and did heinous acts when the sun went down. That wasn’t even going into the scheming you likely did during the day.
The doors to the elevator slid open to reveal only one door hallway that led down to a set of doors. And pushing past her anxiety, she walked down the hall. Her heels clicked against the polished floors.
As she grew closer to the doors, she could hear the sounds of thuds and muffled voices. Her heart began to pound against her chest as she took calm breaths, hoping that it might push down the fear she held for you. And when she stood opposite the doors, her sweaty hand clenched and knocked on the door.
There was a few beats of silence as Jennifer stood there anxiously. Then there came your voice from inside. “Come on in, Jenn.”
Your beckoning voice caused the woman’s hair to stand up as she shakily grabbed the hand and twisted it. Slowly entering, her eyes widened at the sight of a man tied to a chair beaten and bruised. You standing in front of him with your shirt off and only a sports bra covering your chest. Latex gloves sticking to your hands with blood covering them.
Glancing over your shoulder, the fear in Jennifer’s eyes and expression was the first thing you saw. Motioning to the guy, you sighed in annoyance. “He stole a hundred million from me by taking some off the top of every deal I made,” you explained, thinking it might justify why you were being so brutal. “Caught him before he could skip over to Mexico and live a happy life with the wife and kids.” You grabbed a handful of the man’s hair, yanking his head up, eliciting a cry from his lips. “Ain’t that right, Richey?”
“Let him go.” The sudden outburst shocked you and Jennifer. The lawyer’s lips clamped shut, not wanting anything to slip out.
But you turned to her, lips curling into that evil grin. “Let him go?” A laugh fell from your lips. Jennifer sent you a stern look, one that tried to show some dominance in the situation.
If anything, it amused you how someone so small and naive could be so morally right. So, you smiled with a shrug. “As you wish.”
There wasn’t a chance Jennifer could stop you when you pulled out your pistol from the back of your pants and shot the man in the head. His head flew back with blood splattering across the fur carpet where a couch and TV sat.
Jennifer watched as you clicked your tongue in annoyance. Reaching down to the grey fur and pinching a few droplets of blood. “Now I have to get a whole new rug, you stupid bastard.” You kicked the deadman over, his body hitting the floor with a thud.
“Why - Why did you do that?!” Jennifer finally yelled, looking at you fearfully as you casually moved to your desk and sat down in your large leather chair.
“You told me to let him go, and I did. I don’t see the problem here, Jenn-”
“Don’t call me that!” She ordered harshly. “We aren’t friends and I am not going to be your lawyer anymore.”
The amused look you held slowly washed away with a blank expression taking over. “What the hell do you mean?” You asked in a low tone.
“I mean, I’m not your lawyer and you can take your money back because I am done helping you for shit you are clearly guilty of!” Jennifer barked out, marching towards the desk and slamming the million-dollar cheque onto your desk and the papers of her resignation to ever defending you again. “I won’t say anything, but I am not going to support you from this point on.”
Again, Jennifer had to endure another few moments of silence. Your dark eyes staring holes into her as you slowly took the papers and scanned them. The silence you gave in response was deafening as Jennifer was quite used to you talking a bit during these ones on ones with her. But this side of you was different.
And she wouldn’t lie that, before all the horrible acts you had made, or at least before she knew they were true, she had some sort of crush on you. Infatuated by how you carried yourself and made every other rich guy look like a fucking idiot. But it had also been your body and voice that sent her in a daze. Your soft voice rang through her ears and able to calm her senses whenever she felt anxious about taking one of your cases. And your body, it was a sight to behold. Abs cut so nicely and your arms defined beautifully that made her wonder what it would be like underneath you.
But now, she thinks that these attributes you had were all for a reason. That being it was to maintain dominance over anything. If it was brute willpower or manipulation because you had managed to convince everyone, including Jennifer, that you were a businesswoman and never indulged in these disturbing acts. Now, Jennifer could see it all and didn’t know where her feelings resided.
Eventually, you tossed the papers in her direction of the desk. “Why don’t you take a seat, Ms. Walters?” You muttered, taking your gun and sliding it into your desk.
Although she didn’t want to, if it led to her getting out of here sooner than later, Jennifer would listen. So, she listened to your order and slid into the seat opposite your desk. Hands clasping together in her lap as you stood to your feet slowly. “Do you know why you came here, Walters?”
The question threw Jennifer off, frowning at your inquiry. “What do you mean?”
“Jennifer, I think you should know one thing about me - my personal distaste…” You walked around your desk, eyes focused on the lawyer that slightly shook with you closing in closer to her. Soon standing behind her chair with your hands resting on the back with your lips coming close to the shell of her ear. Your warm breath causes the woman to let out a shaky exhale. “…and it’s repeating myself.”
“I am just trying to understand what you mean, Y/n.”
“I think you know what I mean,” you say softly in her ear, eyes focusing outside the window and down onto the city. “You had a week to come to me and ask to be released from my hold on you. I mean, you could’ve just given me the money back the same night you saw me. But you didn’t. So, what took you so long, kitty?”
The nickname sent heat throughout Jennifer’s body as she rubbed her thighs together. You caught it, lips curling into a small smirk as you chuckled softly. “Oh, is that why?” You inquired. “Did you need my help, sweetheart?”
Although Jennifer’s face was flushed in embarrassment at how she was aroused by you, she held a brave face. “I don’t know what you mean.”
You hummed, offering your hand. “Can I see your hand, Jenn?”
Jennifer, hesitantly, did oblige and quickly realized how small your hand was in hers. But it hadn’t matter when you slowly moved her hand behind her where she felt the texture of your pants before feeling the silicone cock tucked in your pants.
She gasped, head snapping up to you and finding you wearing a grin. “I knew you were coming. I had people watching you and following you since you caught me conducting my business.” You leaned in close, lips curving wider into a grin. “I must say, you look adorable when you look angry, kitty.”
You licked your lips glancing down at her hand that continued to palm at the strap, almost like her body did it on its own. Looking back up at her, you leaned in closer. Lips ghosting over Jennifer’s that parted with a shaky exhale. “So, what is it going to be, Jennifer?” You asked. “You gonna stay or leave Mommy all alone for the night?”
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“M-Mommy!” Jennifer bounced in your lap. Eyes rolled back with your cock stuffed inside her to the brim.
You were leaning back, lighting a cigarette and watching the woman satisfy herself. A beautiful sight to behold and enough to sedate the hunger you had been holding yourself off from for months since you met the lawyer.
Blowing out the smoke to the left, your left hand rested gently on Jennifer’s hip. “Such a good girl for me,” she muttered. “You were made to please me, Jenn. It’s good that you decided to start now.”
The possessiveness you display sent shivers down the lawyer’s spine as she leaned forward with her hands grasping your shoulders. Moving her hips in a rock as she got drunk off your cock sliding deep inside of her.
Her walls fluttered around the faux silicone deep inside her. Legs shaking with each dive it took inside of her. It made it hard for her to breathe, but all the more content on going until she fell out of consciousness.
She was a broken mess with her dripping arousal sticking to the inside of her thighs. Smearing the leather with each bounce as the wet sounds of her pussy filled the office that consisted of her moans and your title falling from her lips. Even though a body lay cold only a few feet away, Jennifer couldn’t find an ounce in her to care.
One of your hands snaked between the both of you, pressing two fingers firmly against her clit. The physical and vocal response was immaculate to see and hear. You watched with a smirk as the woman shivered with a cry as her hips bucked forward. Leaning back with one of her hands resting on your knee with she bit her other. Continuing to thrust her hips forward with the stimulation your fingers gave to her bundle.
“Good girl,” you whispered, eyes unable to find where to pay attention to. Jennifer’s flushed features or her riding your cock whilst desperately trying to achieve that extra bliss that was in her grasp. “If you’re good, I won’t ever let you go, baby.”
Jennifer could only mewl in response, unable to string together a sentence or plea. Choking on her words and moans as tears streamed down her cheeks. She was losing her mind from your cock and she never wanted it to stop. As long as she got this type of treatment everytime she saw you, she never wanted to leave.
But before she could get any more lost, your hand grabbed her by the throat and yanked her face down. A moan slipped past her lips as you grinned excitedly at the woman. Slowly kissing away her tears, causing the lawyer to allow her eyes to flicker shut at the soft sensation before you barely pulled a breath away. “So, are still gonna be my lawyer, pet?”
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faebirdie · 2 years
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If Only
Pairing: Jennifer Walters/fem!Reader
Category: slight angst with a happy, fluffy ending
Words: 2,336
Warnings: talk of both reader and Jen’s insecurities, sort of boss/employee relations
Requested: No. I’m so sorry to those of you who do have requests in my inbox. I’ve had so little inspiration to write lately until this randomly hit me.
Summary: Jennifer’s assistant is doing everything she can to keep her very inappropriate crush on her boss under wraps. But she just can’t keep her mouth shut when Jen shows how much the constant attention she’s receiving as She-Hulk rather than Jen is getting to her. Set after episode 5.
A/N’s: The most unrealistic part of this show about superhumans is that supposedly no one wants Jennifer as herself rather than as She-Hulk.
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Jennifer Walters is a good boss. A great one even. The best boss you’ve ever had, as a matter of fact. Which really should be a good thing. And it would be if she wasn’t also the sweetest, cutest, and just all around most infatuating woman you had ever had the pleasure of knowing. But she was. 
Which has left you with a bit of a dilemma. Because you can’t date your boss. Hell, you shouldn’t even be thinking about her like this at all. You shouldn’t be thinking about how adorable she is in the morning when she first gets into the office and can barely keep her eyes open until she drinks the coffee you always bring her. You shouldn’t be wondering about what else goes through her head while she’s reading over the case briefs you’ve printed for her. And you definitely shouldn’t be daydreaming about how nice it would be to hold her hands, the same hands you can’t pull your eyes away from now as she packs up her briefcase for the night. It’s a wildly inappropriate thing for you to imagine with any coworker much less your actual employer! And most definitely grounds for her to fire you if she were ever to find out.
But you just can’t help yourself. Especially not now, while she’s standing in her true ‘just Jennifer’ form rather than towering over you as ‘She-Hulk’. Moments like these were becoming more commonplace. Moments spent alone, just the two of you in her office after most of the building had already gone home. Jen spent most of her time with you as her green alter ego, whether that be in court or during any other regular business hours in which she was representing the firm rather than herself. She didn’t complain to you about it, but you could tell sometimes that the constant pressure to be someone larger than life could get to her in certain moments. And while you try not to think too much about it, the fact that she feels comfortable enough around you to trust you with her more vulnerable side, it makes your heart flutter and your palms sweat.
“-need to formally file that appeal by the end of the week or we’ll be screwed. Can you be in a few minutes early tomorrow so we can get that started before we need to be in court?” Jennifer’s honey sweet voice breaks through your thoughts just a moment too late. 
You do your best to hide the way you’ve been zoned out with a measured nod and a quick hum in agreement even though you aren’t entirely sure what appeal she had been talking about. That’s a problem for tomorrow.
“Ugh. Thank you so much. I hate to ask. You’re already working way longer hours than most of the other assistants in the office. I promise you that we’ll be all settled into things here soon and then we’ll be able to work less overtime. I feel terrible about having to get in the way of whatever you’d rather be doing outside of this damn office,” You force yourself to focus on restacking the mess of paperwork sitting on the desk next to you rather than allow yourself to get sucked into the way Jen’s eyes focus on you as she talks.
Though maybe you hyperfocus too hard because you definitely aren’t thinking about the words that come out of your mouth next, “It’s ok. Honestly, my friends are all either busy with their own jobs or relationships and I haven’t been very into the dating scene lately. No one’s really caught my attention as of late. Well-” you barely catch yourself before taking what was already becoming far too personal of a conversation and moving it into dangerous territory. What are you doing? You can’t be saying any of this! Think! Think! Fix this before she gets uncomfortable. What was almost ‘Well other than you.’ becomes, “Well, other than this girl I know through a friend of mine. But, I don't think I’m her type,” The half truth you tell is probably still pushing it a bit, but at least you hadn’t admitted your schoolgirl crush on Jennifer to Jennifer.
You force yourself to look up from the now perfectly symmetrical stack of papers you’ve been fiddling with to where Jen stands directly on the opposite side of the large desk from you. Instead of finding a judgmental glare pointed at you as you’d feared, you see that she’s no longer looking at you. Jen’s head is turned slightly, staring over your shoulder towards the large windows that make up the back wall. Her warm, hazel eyes are unfocused, clouded over with something you struggle to place.
A moment passes in silence between the two of you before her eyes meet yours once more and she speaks, “I can understand that,” her tone is soft, almost whispered as she continues with a brief chuckle, “I haven’t had much luck in that field as of late either. I don’t think online dating is meant for someone who the world already knows so much about. There’s so many…expectations. Then again, they’re all about She-Hulk. Not Jen.”
Something in the way she says her own name, with a touch of contempt almost, gives the final clue for you to recognize what you had been seeing in her eyes just moments ago. Insecurity. Self doubt. Loathing even. They were all feelings you know well. But ones you can’t handle seeing come from the striking woman standing across from you.
You’ve only been working for Jen for a few short months, but the long hours spent together have allowed you to become incredibly familiar with her. You know her coffee order by heart, could pick her handwriting out of a lineup, and had even met much of her family after dropping some critical documents off at her house when she’d forgotten them at the office. You've seen her sharp mind at work a hundred times but still don’t find yourself getting bored while watching her practice her opening or closing arguments. Her nervous rambling makes you smile and the way her natural curls frizz up after a long day of mussing with them causes your heart to flutter. And that idea that Jen doesn’t see all of this beauty in herself the way you do is heart wrenching. You just can’t stand for it. 
“Look, Jennifer, this is probably completely out of bounds for me to say and I know I should just keep my mouth shut but I can’t. So I’m sorry, but you deserve the world. You are smarter than pretty much anyone I have ever known but somehow manage to never make those around you feel dumb or less than. And you work harder than every lawyer on this floor combined. Not for the accolades or the attention but because you genuinely, truly care about making a difference. You’re a good person with a huge heart,” you should stop there. You should really, really stop there but you just can’t. Now that the feelings you’ve been holding back for weeks have started to come out, you just can’t stop the rest. So you continue to express every compliment you’ve thought of about Jen since meeting her, each becoming more definite in tone as you go on, “And my god, Jen! You are so damn cute and funny and sweet while still managing to be hot and intimidating in the best possible way. I’ve been going mad sitting in this office with you every day and not being able to tell you how much I care about you and how I just want you happy no matter what form you are in. I hear you and Nikki talk about these shitty dates you’re going on and it kills me! Because these people you’re seeing are completely ignorant to just how amazing you are and how lucky they are just to sit across from you. And I know I’m ranting but I just can’t sit here and not say anything while you feel anything less than wonderful about yourself. I just want you to see yourself the way I do. To love yourself the way I do.”
You’re breathing hard when you finally finish your outburst. The pump, pump, pump of your heart against your ribcage is nearly painful but only intensifies as what all you’ve just said truly sets in. I’m so fired. 
“Y/N I…I-” You can’t even look at Jennifer as she stutters over just a few words, seemingly unable to find any real response to what you’ve just told her. 
Oh, god. What have I done? “I’m so sorry. That was completely inappropriate. I’m just gonna go,” You grab your work bag off of the chair next to you and scramble out of the room without looking back.
Please be at work a few minutes early today so that we can talk. - Jen
Jen’s text is the first thing you see after waking up from a fitful night of broken up sleep. The words stare back at you as you run through options of how to move forward in your head. You could call in sick. You could go in early and just pretend as if nothing has happened and ask her about the appeal that needs filing so as to avoid the subject of last night. You could change names and move out of the country so that you never have to risk running into Jennifer ever again.
No. You have to be a big girl about this. You’re an adult and adults own up to their actions and handle the consequences. I wish I was a child again.
So instead of burrowing back under your comforter like you want to, you get up and put the bare minimum into getting ready for the day and at least try to look professional. The subway ride to the office feels like it goes by faster than ever before, giving you little opportunity to ready yourself for walking into Jennifer’s office. It takes you a full minute to sike yourself up before you can finally force yourself to knock on her door.
“Come in,” Even on a morning like this, her voice still sounds like music to your ears. But it doesn’t make pushing open the door and stepping through it any easier.
The roomy office is full of early morning sunlight and just slightly cold. Jennifer is still in her human form when you walk through the door, which surprises you. She normally comes in in her Hulk form and stays that way until the very end of the day. Though you guess that switching between the two forms is a little easier now with her new adaptable suits. Don’t think about how good they look on her.
“Hi,” Jen is the first to speak as you near her desk but you still can’t bring yourself to meet her eyes.
“Hi,” Your reply is barely audible and filled with shame.
“Will you sit down? Please?”
You comply and make yourself as small as you can in the comfy chair in front of her desk. Your hand taps nervously on your knee as you force yourself to finally look at the woman in front of you. Her expression surprises you. It’s not one of scorn as you’d expected. Instead it’s soft. Nervous even. Her deep hazel eyes hold yours as the two of you look at each other for a moment.
“I talked to Pug this morning when I got in. We discussed having you work for him, instead of me,” Your heart breaks at the statement. Pug’s a nice guy, but he’s not Jen. You drop your head and feel your face heat up as you process what’s just been said. Jen doesn’t want to work with you anymore. Of course she doesn’t. What you said last night had been wildly unprofessional and more likely than not had made her uncomfortable. It makes sense that she wouldn’t want to be around you anymore. 
“I-I understand. But Jen, I just want to say that I’m so, so sorry. What I said was incredibly inappropriate and I-”
“No!” Jennifer cuts off your apology, “Well, technically yes. It was inappropriate I guess. But, I’m not mad. I’m thrilled actually! I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind since your first week on the job. I was just never gonna act on anything because I’m your boss and I didn’t want you to feel pressured.”
The force with which you snap your head up to look at her is almost painful. Jen’s cheeks are flushed a soft pink, but you can see a look of hopefulness hiding behind the nerves. 
“You’ve been thinking about me? Like the same way I have about you?” This has to be a dream. If you weren’t so focused on her, you might just pinch yourself.
Jennifer’s smile grows at your question. She nods as she answers, “Yes. That’s why I’m transferring you over to work for Pug. Because I really, really want to take you out on a date. But I want it to be above board,” You would laugh at how incredibly on brand that is for Jen if you weren’t so close to crying happy tears.
Her eyes search yours for a response. Before she can find one though, you are leaping out of your chair and racing your way around to her side of the desk to throw your arms around her small frame. You bury your face in her shoulder, unbothered by the way her curls tickle your nose and cheeks. A half sob, half laugh leaves you as you whisper, “I can’t believe it took us this long to figure this out.”
Jen’s arms circle back around you as she laughs at your remark, “I'm just glad we figured it out at all. This is what I’ve been dreaming of.”
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She hulk x reader
Were Jennifer has a tickle fight with Y/n
Y/N continues tickling Jennifer...
Jennifer: (laughing) stop it! stop it!!
Y/N: you brought this on yourself, Walters
Y/N continues their onslaught of tickles...
Jennifer laughs and pushes Y/N sending them flying across the room.
Jennifer: baby! I'm so sorry! I guess some of my Hulk strength still comes thru.
Y/N: and now I have to punish you for that!
Y/N goes back to snuggling and tickling her...
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[having breakfast together]
m/n: [take a sip of his tea] isn't it weird how we pay money to see other people?
jennifer: [look at m/n confused] didn't we talk about this before? are you buying new glasses?
m/n: [shake his head] no i mean like prostitute, concerts and movies.
jennifer: what-
author notes yes this is part two for the incorrect quotes before.
tags lists @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen @wednesdaywanda @sandwichmarvel @gardenofmarvel @wanda-cabin-natasha-jacket
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Parring: Jennifer Walters x gn!reader
Summary: Jennifer tells after, she was away for a long time, that she turns now into a Hulk too.
Warnings: fluff, angst, mention of alcohol, argument
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*
Jennifer, your girlfriend and attorney colleague, was missing. You searched everywhere she could be and even went to the police, but nothing. You were worried. In your laywer career you and her made a lots of enemies. So you were scared that one of your enemies found her and kipnapped her. At night you couldn't sleep and you couldn't focus on your job. Which is why your cases are floating away. Wich is why you stayed more. But that didn't mean, that your apartment is clean. It looked more like there dropped a bomb.
Again it was night, your bestfriend tried to convince you to get up and get your life under control. But you said no and sat on your couch with a beer bottle. Maybe she left and don't want anything to do with you anymore. That thought was in your had all the. After a while you fell asleep.
"You can't leave, Jen. There is so much more you need to learn." "I know, but my lover is definitely worried. I left without a note or anything." Jennifer said as she jumped in the Hulk truck. "But Jen..." Bruce looked in his cousin eyes. He sigh. But let go. "Call me when somethings happened." "I will. Love you, Bruce" "Love you too. Tell Y/n I said hi" "I will. Bye" "Bye" With that Jennifer drove to yours really, really fast.
Jennifer came to your apartment at night. "Babe!" Jennifer called. But she didn't got any repost, so she went further into your apartment and shocked. On the floor laid laudry everywhere, the dishes from who knows when, the TV was still on, and you laid on the couch with a beer bottle in your hand. At first Jennifer took the beer out of your and sighed. She felt guilty. It was her fault. She was away without telling how long or why. The second thing she did carried you to your bedroom, what was suprisely very clean, compere to the other rooms.
After that dhe cleaned your apartment. Did the dishes, wash the laundry etc. When she was finished she went to the bed next to you and fall asleep with you in her arms.
In the morning you woke up in your bed with someones arms around you. You looked to your side and your girlfriend laid there without a scratch or anything else. At first you were happy, but then you got angry. She left, you were worried. You even almost lost your job because of her. You stand up, put your rope on and went to the kitchen and saw everything was cleaned. The living room also. You looked around as you felt two strong arms around your waist. "Good morning, baby" You pushed her arm aggressive away. "Don't baby me now. Where have you been the whole time! I almost lost my job and you come here like nothing happened!" You yelled with tears in your eyes. "I-I had to work things out and-" "What kind of things?! Maybe h-how to break up with me?" "No! Of course not. I love you. But an accident happened and somehow I have now Bruce blood in my blood and also turn into a Hulk." Jennifer rambled. "And I'm sorry that I couldn't call or anything. Bruce taught me kinda how to control my anger."
You looked softend and you hugged her. "I'm sorry. I just missed you so much" You whispers. "I missed you too." Both of you had tears now in your eyes. "We gonna work everything out, okay? About ny transforming and I make sure you get your job back like it used to be." "Yes! But now I wanna cuddle with my now strong supethero girlfriend."
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Marvelous Lizzie’s Masterlist
DISCLAIMER
All of my work is intended for readers above 18+. MINORS DNI. Please read the warnings before starting the story. I take no responsibility if you skip the warnings.
All my stories are organized from oldest to newest in each category.
You can find all my work also on my ao3 account.
🔥 - Smut 💔 - Angst 🌸 - Fluff
Bucky Barnes x Reader
i wanna ruin our friendship 🔥 💔🌸 Celebrity!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
are you mine? 🔥 💔 Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
just let me make you feel better 🔥🌸 Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
unconventional methods [complete] 🔥💔 Avengers!Bucky Barnes x Adult Content Creator!Reader
no one else matters 🔥 Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Steve Rogers x Female Reader (in the past)
you're my desire series [complete]- co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥🌸 40s!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
love me like you paid me - co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥🌸💔 Dilf!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
not a study date - 🔥🌸💔 College!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
you’re stuck with me - co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥💔 Revenge Sex!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
you were mine just yesterday - co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥💔 Ex Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Lonely Night series [Complete] - 🔥 Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Like Someone I Know -🔥 A Little Sequal 🌸 College!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Why Are You Doing This To Me? - 💔 Ex!Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Pretty Little Thing - co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥 Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Matt Murdock x Jennifer Walters
one thing leads to another - on ao3 🔥 
better than I imagined - 🔥 
Updated: 04.10.2023
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Y/N: Jennifer and I don’t use pet names.
Nikki: I see. Hey, what do bees make?
Y/N: Honey?
Jennifer: Yes, dear?
Y/N:
Nikki: Don't ever lie to my face again.
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(Unfortunately the only GIF I found with Nikki and Jennifer)
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ariseastrae · 1 year
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Vibing
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time to pull out all your fleabag jokes
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Hard Day’s Night
Summary: After a long and grueling day from working, you are excited to get home to your girlfriend but not before getting a pretty funny text from her friend about how her day seemed to be going. 
word count: 2k
a/n: the gif is my favorite thing ever and this was so fun to write too enjoys besties because i know i did. that episode was fun ask
warnings: fluff and Jen throwing it back, mention of Dennis ( for like a bit it’s fine ), cute jen.
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You knew that ever since Jen got turned into a hulk, like her cousin, she’s always come home with interesting stories involving her new job, hero duties, and so on. Way before she even turned into the hulk, both of you made it a tradition to make each other dinner/order food depending on who gets there first. A nice hot meal with your favorite person while she gets to hear about how your day went at work and you get to hear about her whatever the fuck Dennis said at work again that made her want to punch her. 
So after a couple of weeks where both of your schedules never seemed to match due to her new job with GLK/H while you had to turn in many presentations, both of you were excited to get to talk about how the day went for each of you, Jen most of all. 
Jen ❤️❤️❤️: Getting home @ 8 pm babe, can’t wait to tell you about my day. 
While you had been preparing a simple dinner for your girlfriend, Jen never knew that Nicki had sent you a video of her and what seemed to be Megan thee stallion dancing in her office. Not like simple dancing but throwing her ass back. 
The caption only read “ MEGAN “ from Nicki and nothing else. No explanation to it either and you have to know what the fuck happened there, compared to your day of getting a free coffee. If you think about it kind of flex. 
The lovely y/n: okay babe 🥺🥰🥰 can’t wait to hear what happened during your day. 
30 minutes pass by and after completing your nightly skin routine, you hear the front door open and are met with Jen who looks super tired but also very excited at the same time. She immediately runs up to you to hug you, Jen was always a sucker for a good hug that’s for sure. 
“ you ready for dinner Jen? I found a good recipe online and decided to try it,” you tell her and she nods with enthusiasm, waiting for the right time to tell you how her day went. 
It’s no secret to anyone ( even her bartender knows) that she’s a big Megan Thee Stallion fan. The number of times you’d walk into her office at the da’s office to see her laser-focused on some papers with some of her songs in the background for motivation, Drunk Jen attempting to throw it back to some of her songs
And failing ( not to you though cause girlie could get it) or even her motivation playlist she’ll blast when she gets ready for work. She is the biggest Stan and you honestly find it funny. 
You decided to let her tell you first how her day went while the both of you ate dinner. Of course, Jen let you talk about your day, how you got the free coffee, your coworker talking about her cat having babies, and even the orange stray cat by your apartment which you named cheddar cheese of course making an appearance when you got home from work. 
“ out of all the things you name the cat and you choose cheddar cheese babe ?” She says trying to best to not laugh and you try to slap her lightly but she moves away in time for you to miss. 
You’ll get her next time. 
“ meanie,” 
“ says the one who made fun of my name choices,” you say back to the brunette.
“ cheddar cheese for a cat? I beg to differ “ 
“ lame, but let’s move on past that babe, I would like to hear about your day,” you say as you put your attention on her and after a couple of seconds she realizes Nikki must have sent you the video from the office that she thought would be funny to film. 
“ y/n did Nikki send you the video ??? “ she says with a pout on her face, a bit sad that she didn’t get to break the news about meeting one of her idols herself. 
“ I need more explanation to that video because I don’t know what the fuck is going on with just Megan with full caps as the caption,” you tell her and she spills everything about her day. 
How she went into the office trying to deal with all of Blonsky's stuff, Wong being late to the hearing and almost thinking of fighting him herself because he literally portal why the fuck would he be late? You never hear about traffic in portals. 
“ Like the man portals???? I’m no scientist but does he not have an assistant to help him or someone to remind him of stuff to do,” she says as the both of you sit on the couch, watching whatever tv show rerun is on. Thank fuck for the dishwashers because neither of you was in the mood to clean dishes. 
She continues about the rest of her day, going to testify for Dennis as to whether he believed he could pull off a woman like Megan thee Stallion, then finding out that she was in the courtroom as the hearing was going on!!!!!!! 
“I understand her being there since it has to do with someone impersonating her but she got to hear me talk and must have been interested in my job as a lawyer,” she continues to speak about the goddess that is Megan Thee Stallion, her words not yours.
She continues about how Megan had asked for her specifically because it would help her with the current problem she had been having, which you aren’t allowed to know of for legal reasons of course. She even had a game plan of how to win the case for Megan.
Either way, you can’t help but look at your girl with love and affection at how excited she was for this.
“ and then I told her that I’d ‘ kill for you Megan thee stallion’ which now that I hear now is a bit weird and OH MY GOD BABE WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING, “ she says as she covers her face in embarrassment, shocked that it took her til she got home to realize why the woman had told her to dial back but then again, if anyone else was in her shoes they’d just be focused on her and now think before the spoke. 
“ Jen,” you say as you remove her hands from her face,” she’s probably heard weirder things so I doubt that she’d remember it and just your sick-ass dance moves,”. Jen then covers her face again in embarrassment that Nikki filmed her dancing to Body and not caring who watches. Something that she’s only been told happens when she’s super drunk. 
“ Can we talk more about Megan y/n? I have so much to talk about like the fact that Pink is very much her- 
“ Jen,” you start which shuts her up,” I promise not to laugh if you tell me how you ended up dancing and how you very much failed to notice that your best friend was filming you” 
‘ Will she make fun of me? like I know that she’s seen me do some stupid asf stuff but even Nikki tried her best not to laugh. Shit even if I heard the story I’d laugh too’, Jen thinks to herself and you poke her side to get her attention, wondering what’s taking her too long to tell the story. 
“ Jen Honey, I promise not to laugh,” as she sees you cross your heart, even though something tells her not to say how it even happened.
“ so she wanted to see some of my sick-ass dance moves, as you say and I just gave her what she wanted in my opinion,” she said. 
“ there’s more to this story I need to know Jen” you beg. 
 “I’m not lying “
“Bullshit, Jen! please tell me I won’t laugh I pinky promise,” you say trying your very best to put puppy eyes, something that she can’t say no to. She gives you one of her many savage Jennifer Walters looks to counter you and again, you pucker your lips. 
Jen knows she’s close to winning this match against you, no way in hell that she’s gonna lose this one. 
“ Pookie,” you tell your girlfriend as you pout your lips for added effect. That last move made the brunette immediately give up, sad again that you’ve somehow beat her again. 
“ Why is it that you know the right time when to use that nickname on me y/n?” she asks. She really needs to work on that when she has the time. 
“ Just me being a silly goose is all Jen,” you saw with an innocent smile.
Damm you and calling me that nickname,’ she thinks to herself as you laugh in defeat that she’s gonna be able to tell you the story in full. 
And she does as she tells you how she came back from the courthouse to Holloway asking for her in his office to see the woman in an amazing pink suit, serving as always, asking for her, so she sends Megan to her office while they discuss detail. Jen goes to her office to see Megan looking amazing, they sign some papers then Megan says that she wants to see some of Jen's dance moves and after not even half a second of seeing the tall green woman dance along to her song, she had to interject. Jen failed to see you hold in a giggle because her moves when she’s happy or in a good mood never seem to be the best but you don’t ever want to hurt your feelings. Being that she’s probably on a high, best to tell her another time. 
“ so that’s the complete story of how my day went,” she says with a smile, again very much on a high and excited for what’s to come.
“ How about you show me some of the dance moves she taught you, babe? because that video that Nikki sent me earlier does not do justice,” you say to her. 
After a bit Jen gets off the couch, ready to show you some of the moves that she got taught. Lucky for you, Jen had her Megan playlist pinned to her Spotify so that she’d easily find it so she immediately went to that and played Body, which was the first song on the playlist. 
Not even 30 seconds into the song, Jen’s easily throwing it back, as if she’s been doing this for years and you start to laugh right because you couldn't not do it.
“ You know if you find this shit so funny y/n how about YOU come over here and show me some of your dance moves too?” she asks you. 
Oh? Is Jennifer trying to challenge you to a dance off ? 
Looks like she’s chosen the wrong opponent to go against meaning this should be very fun for the both of you. Jen’s smile as she looks at you proves to be true. 
“ Show you how the pros do it out here babe,” you tell her. 
“ Sure” 
“ i was fine watching you comfy on the couch tho Jen” 
“ that’s just you can spend all day staring at my ass and you know it, babe” 
“..... shut up and watch me dance Jen,” you say back to her who only stands quietly as she watches you dance in her opinion so much better than her. Looking at you with such amazement and adoration that makes you a bit more confident for the night. 
“ You ready to come and join me, Walters?,” you ask her and she comes right away. 
For the rest of the night til both of you had to sleep( work of course) you dance along to all of Megan Thee Stallions' music, enjoying the company of each other, and are just happy to be there with Jennifer Walter, your favorite person, and the best girlfriend.
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𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 || 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬
“𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤, 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯' 𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴“
Inspo: Shawn Mendes - Piece Of You
Pairing: Jennifer Walters x Black!Fem!reader
Summary: Jennifer didn’t like it when people look at you for too long.
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DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!
Jennifer had a feeling bringing you to this work party had been a mistake. It wasn’t your fault, of course, it was just how she got when it came to, well, you.
You were a beautiful young reporter that worked, sadly, at the Daily Bugel. Unlike Jonah, you tried your best to keep things as factual and real as possible. So, with Spider-Man, you actively wrote pieces that defended the masked vigilante, unlike your boss. You were a woman that knew what you wanted and that may have been the reason why Jennifer had been mesmerized by you.
So, the second you walked into the room, everyone’s eyes were on you. Not only just because you were a rather famous official in New York, but because the red dress you wore hugged your figure beautifully. Insinuating each curve that Jennifer wanted to grab at and squeeze.
But Jennifer had to endure the men who placed their hands on your waist in greetings. Feeling her anger grow more and more everyone touched you. They knew you belonged to her, but they sadly had gone dumb the moment your beautiful and alluring figure appeared in their gaze. It’s like your mere presence was enough to control the minds of everyone in the general radius.
And Jennifer hated the way she got when it came to her obsessive nature over you. She was shamelessly addicted to you and knew she was the lucky one that got you. But what didn’t help was your encouragement for it because it simply turned you on. Sure, seeing you grinning in glee when she picked you up, anger flowing through her bones as she could think of all the possessive things she was going to do to you later, turned her on as well.
But this, this just hurt. She had fallen into your grasp years ago and it felt like you were pulling her in tighter and tighter until she was on her knees for you. Which was how it usually got when she was jealous that your attention was solely on her.
It seemed you knew this because when your eyes caught hers, you smirked and continued your conversation with one of the other journalists there. Jennifer had to let out controlled breathing, not wanting to ruin her dress by Hulking out. What she could focus on was what she had planned for you when the both of you got back to your guys’ apartment.
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“Jenn- Wait! I-It’s too much!” You cried nail’s diggings into the top of the lawyer’s hands that held your waist. Your body was held up to meet the giant strap that ripped you apart from the stretch and length that the woman had forced inside of you.
Her thrusts were unrelenting as she growled in annoyance from your complaining. “You’ve been a brat, sweety. Only right I put you in your place. Now, be quiet and take my cock.”
She used your body as a toy, viewed to be her own amusement and pleasure. Something to release her anger out on as she fucked you. The harder she went, the harder it got for you to breathe or think. And the harder you cried, the more forceful Jennifer was with you.
Her hulking figure standing over you, muscles clenched as her tied-up hair swayed with each pound. Sweat glistened off her abs from the amount of anger and frustration she had been putting into disciplining you. Baby hairs sticking to her forehead as she sighed softly, head tilting at the sight of your curved back, ass up in the air. The tips of her fingers were able to feel the bulge of her strap on your stomach. A beautiful feeling knowing that she was teaching you the lesson you deserved.
Slamming her hips flush with yours, Jennifer carefully carried you over to the bed. Falling forward with her body keeping you pressed to the bed as her hips began to thrust erratically into you. A moan fell from your lips as she grunted with each movement.
“Such a beautiful toy for me to play with,” she growled into your ear. “Maybe we should do this more often, baby.”
“I-I’m sorry!” You cried. “I fucked up. Just, p-please go slower.”
Your pathetic pleads fell on deaf ears as Jennifer sits up, placing one of her hands between your shoulder blades to keep you down. Her other hand grabbed at your ass, squeezing softly at the plump flesh. Biting her bottom lip as she tilted her head, examining the way it reverberated with the ruthless pound of her hips.
As always, she was mesmerized by your body.
Slowing her thrusts, she heard you gasp for air. Giving you the bliss of fake cock sliding deep inside of you. Walls unresponsive to squeezing around you just from the abuse she had caused. But the feeling of being filled to the brim was mindblowing to you. Your eyes roll back with a moan slipping past the small crack of your lips.
“Who do you belong to, Y/n?” Jennifer’s deep voice tickled the shell of your ear as you moaned from the perfect roll of her hips. Hitting the sensitive spot in you, but something was missing.
“You, Jenn- Fuck! I’ll only ever belong to you, babe.” Hearing that was enough for Jennifer to hook her hand around your waist and rub at your clit. The pure electrifying feeling it sent through your body put you in a mindless state. That and her thrusts that sped up just enough to a pleasurable rate, you were done for.
And Jennifer enjoyed the sight of your body writhing beneath her. Choked moans fell from your lips as you took the large green cock with ease. “Yes!” You cried, climax slamming against you in waves your body twitched as you swallowed each inch of Jennifer’s cock. You soaked up each gentle rub of her calloused fingers to your clit. It was blissful until one of your hands was reaching back and pushing against her pelvis.
Getting the hint, Jennifer began to pull out. Hearing you whine and whimper at the loss of fulfilment as the large cock finally was pulled from your destroyed pussy. She took the strap off and carefully lifted your tired body up and laid you on the bed. Tucking you in and sliding in next to you.
Her arms wrapped protectively around you with her face stuffed in your messy hair. “Are you gonna behave from now on?” She inquired softly.
A shaky laugh fell from your lips as your hand cupped her sex. Sliding your fingers through her drenched folds and bringing the digits to your lips. Jennifer watched as you sucked on them eagerly and hummed before pulling them out with a pop.
“As long as I get to have my dinner, baby.”
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Jennifer: baby? Baby? Baby! Pay attention to me!!
Y/N takes out their earbuds and sees Jennifer pouting…
Y/N: what’s wrong?
Jennifer: I need your attention
Y/N picks her up bridal style…
Y/N: well then let’s go upstairs and I’ll give you all the attention you need.
Jennifer giggles…
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For @spartanghost118
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m/n: [to jennifer] isn't it weird how we pay money to other people?
jennifer: are you mean like prostitute, concert's and movies?
m/n: glasses jen, glasses...
jennifer: oh-
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