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ironstrange1991 · 2 months

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Movie Night

Paring: Defender!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Stephen's work on a Friday night leaves you upset, but choosing the right movie can change everything and save the night.

Word Count: 3,1k

Warnings: Small argument and provocation. SMUT: Fingering, umprotected p in v sex, creampie.

A/N: It took me two months to finish this fic and this shows how hard authors block had hit me, but I'm happy to finally have something to post. Hope you guys like it and have a nice reading :)

Movie nights are sacred to you and Stephen knows this very well, yet there he was locked in the meeting room with the Defenders ironing out the final details for the next mission. You shouldn't be mad about the situation because this time Stephen wouldn't participate, on the contrary, he would take the next few days to slow down and spend some time with you. So, it was acceptable for him to waste a few minutes of your Friday night since you’ll have a lot of time to spend together, but it wasn't any less annoying and tonight you didn't want to be understanding. Not at all.

When he finally left the meeting room, you were sitting crisscrossed on the couch, TV control in hand, choosing something to watch alone. You didn't bother to say hi or good night to his friends and they didn't even dare say anything to you because they knew you were mad.

As if that wasn't enough, Stephen still stood for ten minutes talking by the door until finally the Defenders left and he returned to the living room.

"You might as well invite them to live here with you." You snorted. Irritation appearing in the way you distilled each word. "I mean, since they're here all the fucking time and you're always willing to devote all your damn time to them, it would be so much easier and more practical if they didn't even have to leave, wouldn't it?"

Stephen didn't respond, he knew better than to talk back to you when you were angry.

Instead, he walked up behind the couch and wrapped his arms around your shoulders and buried his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply and placing a small kiss on your skin. You felt your entire body tingling with the sensation, but you didn't show any reaction.

"I'm going to take a shower, do you want to come with me?" He asked in your ear, completely ignoring your attempt to start a fight and making a point of rubbing his beard on your neck in an attempt to disarm you.

"In case you haven't noticed, I've already taken a shower, Stephen. I've also had dinner, alone by the way, but you could have called your friends to accompany you. You missed a great opportunity."

He sighed, clearly frustrated, but walked away without saying anything. You knew you were being childish, you knew very well that Stephen did as much as he could to spend more time with you, but sometimes you wanted to ignore everything you knew and focus on the fact that he spent more time with his friends than with you.

You took a long time to choose what to watch and when Stephen came back you were lying on the couch, covered by a fluffy blanket. The night was particularly cold even with the heater on. The first few minutes of the film you had finally chosen were playing on the TV.

"Did you really start without me?" He complained, patting your leg so you would give him a seat.

To be honest, you didn't think he would come down to watch the movie with you after the way you spoke to him, but Defender hated arguments and would do anything to make sure you didn't get into arguments. However, you didn't want to give in.

"Don't make me start, Stephen." You said moving forward and giving him space to lie down behind you. Even though he knew you were angry, he made a point of placing his arm so you could rest your head and wrapped the other around your waist, pulling you as close to him as possible. He was always so comfortably warm and the delicious smell of his conditioner managed to soften you - just a little - so you explained.

"The movie just started, you didn't miss anything."

He hummed giving you a small kiss on the shoulder "What is it about?"

You shrugged "It's a thriller. It's called Killing me softly. I chose it by the name actually."

"Um" He said snuggling and cupping your hand with his, intertwining his fingers with yours. "I'm not going anywhere in the morning, okay? I'll be all yours."

You sighed but didn't respond, choosing to pay attention to the scenes in front of you that were quickly becoming interesting. Really interesting.

The protagonist had met a stranger on the street - of course the stranger was sexy and mysterious - and had the brilliant idea of going to his house and the scene quickly escalated into a sex scene like those that you would be embarrassed to death if you were watching with your parents, but as you were watching with your husband, the situation was very different.

You've never been one to watch porn, contrary to what should happen, the explicit sex and the constant fake moaning on screen used to be a turn off for you, but the subtlety of sex scenes in Hollywood films used to work much better and you already could feel your body reacting to the images in front of you and the fact that you were cuddling with your man who happened to be so warm and smelling so good and that was definitely sexier than the actor in the movie didn't help much.

The scene ended and then another began and soon after another, and you were surprised by your husband's baritone voice in your ear.

"I think I like this movie." He said, pressing a very obvious erection against your ass and you felt your face blush, but you didn't have time to react because he started to place kisses on your neck, brushing his beard against your skin and his hand let go of yours to sneak inside your blouse and feel your breasts while he pressed his hard on against you again.

By now you weren't exactly paying attention to the movie in front of you, your body was responding to him in all the right ways and the next thing you knew you were pressing your thighs together.

"I thought you were mad at me, but then you chose this movie..." He rasped and bit your earlobe and you felt your entire body tremble.

"I'm mad at you and I didn't know it was this kind of movie." You explained yourself.

He gave you several kisses on your neck and then licked your ear, biting it again and started to grind his erection on your ass without any shame.

"Hm, I guess I'll need to do something to change that then." He pinched your nipple lightly and then lowered his hand into your pajama shorts, caressing your pussy covered in the fabric of your panties, which at that point was completely wet.

An involuntary moan escaped your lips and you gave in to the desire growing quickly inside you, bucking up your hips against his hand for his delight.

"You're so wet baby, is this because of the movie or because of me?"

You bit your lip when his hand reached inside your panties and his trembling fingers circled your clit.

"It's you." You responded amidst groans.

A succession of dialogue scenes that you weren't paying the slightest attention to gave way to another sex scene and your hand searched for Stephen, reaching inside his sweatpants and delighting in the fact that he wasn't wearing underwear. You grabbed his cock and started pumping it up and down slowly which made him moan right in your ear and your whole body tingled.

The moans coming from the TV got louder and Stephen increased the pace of his fingers on your clit and whispered in your ear.

"Do you like the way he does it?" He asked referring to the character in the film.

"Y-yes."

"Do you want me to fuck you like that?"

You moaned loudly when he finally entered you with his fingers, but you needed so much more than his fingers.

"Yes, please." You finally responded.

"Will this make up for the hours I spent in meetings with my friends?" He teased. "You can't be mad at me anymore."

You nodded in agreement and closed your eyes, indulging in the pleasure his fingers provided going in and out of you.

Stephen sat down and you turned around, laying on your back, your legs hanging open for him to do whatever he wanted with you.

He took his hands to the waistband of your pajama shorts and panties and pulled them off quickly and discarded them on the floor. He had a smug little smile on his lips that wasn't very common for him, but you were too caught up in the pursuit of your pleasure to care.

He stood up for a second and took off his pants and t-shirt, completely undressing for you and knelt between your legs, touching you again, rubbing your clit in circles with two trembling fingers while pumping his delicious hard cock with his other hand.

"You're so beautiful" You murmured between moans as you grabbed your tits, pinching your own nipples and delighting in the pleasure that his fingers gave you. "It's so unfair"

Stephen chuckled collecting your slick with his fingers and spreading it on his cock which by now was rock hard and pulsing in his hand, he gave a couple of jerks and rubbed his tip on your slit teasing you.

"Baby... please don't tease. N-need you."

"Yeah? But you were so mad at me a few minutes ago. What changed?"

He placed the tip at your entrance, but didn't force it in and held your hips down when you threatened to lift them up.

"Come on baby, tell me."

You bit your bottom lip holding back a moan and admitted "I was only mad because I was jealous. Because you weren't paying attention to me."

He sighed heavily, forcing his cock and letting it stretch you slowly and allowing himself a moan of his own.

"And that's why you were so mean? Saying those things to me. Do you think I deserve to be treated like that?"

You knew very well that he was playing games with you, but you didn't care, you needed him inside you, you would say anything, do anything he wanted you to do.

"I'm sorry, baby, please, need you. I am so fucking horny. Please fuck me... punish me."

That completely disarmed him and you could feel his cock throbbing just from your words and you knew he liked the idea. "I was mean to you and you don't deserve it. You're such a good husband."

Stephen entered you with a hard thrust making you squirm with the delicious stretch. That man was so fucking big.

He held both of your knees to keep your legs spread wide for him and began to move slowly at first, keeping his eyes fixed on where the two of you joined together. "So fucking beautiful." He moaned and you closed your eyes, enjoying the sensation. "Pussy looks so fucking beautiful taking my cock. Promise me you won't get mad at me again because of work. You know I do everything I can to be with you. I love you so much, baby."

You moaned loudly, feeling him go even deeper when he leaned forward laying on top of you, holding his weight with just his forearms. You cupped his face with both hands.

"I promise. I love you so much, Stephen..." You kissed him hard and kept kissing him while begging. "Need you by my side... all the time, need you so much... oh god please... fuck me, punish me, do whatever the fuck you want to me... I just want it so badly."

Stephen rested his hands on the arm of the sofa and began to thrust hard, each thrust harder and faster than the next. You wrapped your arms around him and your nails dug deep into the flesh of his back as you locked your legs around his hips, letting yourself be dominated by him. Your hands went down to his ass, pulling him against you, wanting him to enter you completely. Somehow you knew it would never be enough, you would always want more of him.

Stephen searched for your lips and kissed you again, this time harder, his breathing quickly becoming ragged and you could feel him pulsing inside you.

"Oh my god Stephen... feels so good baby, cock fucking me so good."

He moaned, lowering his lips to your neck and giving small kisses and bites there, his breathing and baritone voice making your whole body tingle.

"And you're taking me so fucking good. You always take it so good. I know you love my cock, tell me how much you love it."

"So much... so so much" You almost purred the words as you tightened your arms around him. "Love you... so much"

He kissed you and you could see him trying hard not to cum yet. He stopped and tapped your thigh for you to unlock your legs around him and pulled out asking gently.

"Turn around baby. Get on your hands and knees for me."

You smiled, quickly obeying him and positioning yourself on all fours for him. Defender didn't usually take control like that, but oh you loved it when he did. In fact, you doubted there was anything your husband could do that you didn't love.

You felt his hands squeezing your waist and positioning your ass the way he wantedyou’re your surprise he kissed one of your cheeks and lightly patted the other. "And you wonder why I love you so much, baby... How could I not love such a sweet, perfect little thing like you?"

You moaned softly at just the words and felt the tip of his cock rubbing against your folds. Teasing you. He positioned it at your entrance and forced it slowly, but not enough to penetrate you the way you needed and you whimpered.

"Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me how much you need me."

"More than anything. I need you more than anything. That's why I was so mad, because I wanted you to pay attention to me."

He entered you with a single strong, deep thrust and he moaned loudly.

"Now I'm all your, baby. Enjoy it. I know you love my cock, take it. It's yours."

You moaned when he started thrusting hard and fast. You were definitely not used to Stephen fucking you like that, but you loved the intensity, the way his body forced itself against you, how little by little he lost himself in his own pleasure, placing more and more of the weight of his body on you. You loved being in control, but it was undeniable that being dominated by him was extremely satisfying.

He used one of his hands to hold your shoulder, putting more force into his thrusts, his moans became increasingly louder and more obscene and you loved the sound of them, you loved having Stephen like that.

"Fuck baby, tell me your close, I can't hold back much longer..."

You could feel his cock throbbing inside you and the knot deep in your belly threatening to break.

"Yes, Stephen, please. I am so close. Fuck me harder. Make me cum."

As if possible, Stephen increased the strength of his thrusts, you were both panting and it didn't take long for the two of you to reach the limit together.

Stephen tightened his grip on your shoulder and waist and forced himself against you, emptying himself. "That's it baby. That's what you wanted so much, right? Take it."

He groaned, totally lost in his own release and your legs shook with the intensity of the thrusts and your insides exploded in an orgasm so strong that your entire body began to shake.

Stephen pulled out and allowed you to turn around and flop onto the couch completely undone. He conjured a cloth and gently cleaned you in silence and then cleaned himself as best he could and disappeared with the dirty cloth and got up to put on his pants. He sat back down and you ran to snuggle into his lap. He wrapped the blanket around your naked body and then stared at the TV for a minute and let out a soft chuckle.

"The movie is over." He said "I can't say whether I liked it or not because frankly I didn't pay attention to it for a second."

You chuckled wrapping your arms around his waist and snuggling further into the warmth of his chest.

"I chose this movie on purpose." You confessed. "I thought I could make you feel like it and say no, but I'm not strong enough."

He took his hand to your hair and began to gently caress it. "I'm sorry for irritating you. I know how patient you are with my work and for you to be so angry with me I must have crossed a line."

You didn't respond, but a heavy sigh escaped your nostrils and he took it as confirmation of his words.

"We'll have some time for both of us now and I promise I'll try to slow down a little."

You lifted your head to look at him. There was a look of genuine concern on his face and you could leave him like that, but again, you weren't that strong.

"I'm not mad at you anymore, Steph."

He raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. "No?"

"I should be because you really crossed the line today, but it's hard to stay mad at you when you're the best husband in the world."

A smile played on his lips upon hearing that. "That's always wonderful to hear, you know?"

You caressed his face lightly "It's true. I really don't think there is a better man than you in this world. Even though sometimes you make me angry."

He let out a small laugh "Good to know."

You thought for a moment before making a second confession.

"I liked the way you made love to me tonight." Your face felt completely hot as soon as the words left your mouth.

He caressed her cheeks "And how was that?"

"You know...hard."

He nodded "I always make love hard to you, baby."

"Not like that. It was harder tonight. I liked it. I like it when you take control."

He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck "I like it too. I keep it well hidden, but there is a part of me that is extremely controlling, baby."

You smirked, "It's not that hidden."

You smiled, watching him use magic to turn off the TV and standing up, keeping you in his lap. Your legs automatically wrapped around his hips. He opened a portal to your shared bedroom.

"Let's go to bed." He said placing a kiss on your forehead.

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ironstrange1991 · 2 years

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Don't Let Me Go

Pairing: Supreme!Strange x Fem!Reader

Angst / +18 Smut (Just a bit)

Synopsis: When the reader discovers that the Illuminati sentenced Stephen to death, she decides to do everything in her power to save him, even if it means going against her father's orders.

Warnings: MoM spoilers, Slight sexual content (P in V)

Writer note: This is sad! I literally cried while writing this. The Illuminati are a big part of the story, but here the leader of the group is Tony Stark (RDJ, of course) The reader is Tony Stark's daughter. If you can please listen to this two songs, they were the inspirations for this fic.

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“[Y/N] are you listening to what I'm saying?”

You stared at your father with tears in your eyes. You had stopped listening when he said that the Illuminati had decided that Stephen should be killed, that he was a danger to all universes.

“I know you like him. I've never understood the kind of relationship that exists between you, but whatever it is needs to end now. This is an order.”

Your father, the great Tony Stark, Iron Man and leader of the Illuminati, was giving you an order to stay away from the man you loved and that was unbearable. You felt the ground disappear under your feet and an absurd rage erupted from your chest.

“I will not do it! I don't care what decision the Illuminati made, they are wrong. You are wrong.”

Your father sighed, bending over his legs and putting his head in his hands.

“I don't know what he did, but I'm sure it can be solved. He killed Thanos, he saved the world and now you just want to sacrifice him for a mistake?!”

“We killed Thanos and saved the world together! His mistake caused the annihilation of an entire universe. Do you have any idea what that means? The countless number of lives that have ceased to exist because of Doctor Strange's mistake?”

You didn't know that. Nobody told you anything in that place. Even if you worked in the Illuminati lab, even if you were a brilliant scientist, everyone still treated you like Tony Stark's daughter, like the heiress of a billionaire whose job was a hobby and didn't need to be taken seriously.

The only people who didn't treat you like that were Reed Richards and Stephen. Your best friend and the man you've always been madly in love with.

“Baby, I know this hurts you, but I need you to understand that no one made this decision without thinking. Everyone here looks up to Doctor Strange and is grateful to him for everything he's done. Without him we would never have found the book of Vishanti and consequently saved our universe, but what he did…” Your father ran a hand over his face

“…the means by which he achieved this, all that he hid from us... we cannot forgive that.”

You stood up wiping the tears that fell from your face. You wanted to get as far away from Tony Stark as possible at that moment. It was late at night, and you were at home in Stark Tower. You looked out the window seeing the lights down there, the passing cars. You wondered how the world could go on when the man who saved it was about to be killed.

“It will be done tomorrow morning.” He informed with a choked voice “Black Bolt will take care of it. He will not suffer.”

You closed your eyes, letting the tears fall, your teeth clenched, your jaw tight.

“If you allow them to do this to him, I will never forgive you”

He sighed heavily “I hope this isn't true. Or that eventually you understand how difficult this decision was for me.”

You heard the door slamming and you gave in to crying. You've known something was wrong with Stephen for some time. When you caught him using the Darkhold one night at the Sanctum you questioned him about the dangers it could pose to him, but he just smirked saying he knew what he was doing.

Stephen was too proud, egotistical, and too arrogant to say when things got out of hand and ask for help and now you hated him for that.

“Damn it, Stephen!”

You wiped away your tears deciding that spending the whole night crying wouldn't save him. In fact, the only person who could save Stephen Strange was himself, the problem was that according to your father he had surrendered willingly, determined to accept whatever punishment was for his crime.

You needed to see him. Maybe if you could talk to him, you'd put a little sense of self-preservation in his head.

You called to the only person in the world who could help you meet Stephen. You only had an idea of where he might be, and if you were right, you might would be able to convince him to help you.

Reed answered the phone and from the tone of his voice he expected you to know everything by now.

“[Y/N], I'm sorry, I can't help you. Nobody can talk to him. These are orders from Professor Xavier and your father.”

You sighed in frustration

“Reed, please. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye. I just need to talk to him one last time. You, above anyone else, must understand this. You're my best friend.”

“[Y/N], you don't understand. If I help you and someone finds out, and they will find out, I might get banned from the group. I can’t risk my entire career.

“Reed, please” Now you were sobbing “I know you know where he is and I know you can help me in. Now tell me, if it was Sue, wouldn't you want to say goodbye? If our places were switched, wouldn't you expect me to help you? You are my friend, please. I'm begging you!”

He was silent and you waited for his answer with your hand over your mouth.

“Meet me at the lab in 1 hour.”

You almost screamed “Thank you, thank you, Reed. I love you I love you.”

You snuck out of the Tower, driving fast through the streets now empty by late-night hours.

When you parked in front of the Illuminati building, your heart was racing. The place that had always been your place of work, your second home, now seemed hostile and when you tried to get through the electronic door with your access card, you were surprised to see that authorization was denied.

You sighed in frustration “Damn it, Tony Stark!”

You were picking up your cell phone to call Reed again when he appeared opening the door from the inside out with his own card.

“They blocked my card!” You almost screamed “What's wrong with these people?!”

Reed motioned for you to be quiet and pointed at the cameras.

“I managed to interfere in Ultron's system, but I need to get you in that room before your father realizes something's wrong and you know it's not easy to fool Tony Stark.”

You nodded “Good thing you're the smartest man alive”

You walked after him through the empty halls. It was after one o'clock in the morning and you felt apprehensive as if you had suddenly become a criminal, which in a way, in the eyes of the team, you now really were.

You and Reed took the elevator to the underground floors.

“Reed, you can’t let them do this to him. He is your friend”

He sighed “They voted. I was the only one who voted against it. I’m sorry, I really tried to convince them.”

You shook your head fighting the tears.

He took you by the hall where Stephen was. It was just a normal room and only two Ultron robots guarded the door. Of course, Stephen had surrendered, otherwise no technology would be able to keep him inside.

“I'll leave you alone, but remember, the execution is scheduled for seven in the morning. You better not be here when they come for him."

You nodded “Thank you, Reed.”

“You would do the same for me.”

When you entered and closed the door behind you, you found Stephen sitting in an armchair wearing his blue tunic. Cloak standing beside him.

He kept his head down in total surrender. He even looked to see who had entered.

You walked halfway and stopped. Cloak moving merrily as it noticed your presence.

“Were you really going to leave me without saying goodbye?”

He raised his head in surprise, staring at you with a mixture of sadness and shame. Deep blue eyes filled with tears that streamed down his face.

“I'm very sorry.”

His voice was choked and barely a whisper and it broke your heart to understand that he was apologizing for everything and especially for having to leave you.

You wanted to run to him and hug him, but your feet could barely support you on your feet. You took a step towards him noticing for the first time the blackened fingertips. It hadn't been there the last time you saw each other.

You had taken a trip to South Korea to represent Stark Industries at a science expo and because of that you were gone for two weeks. You had arrived the night before and took the day off to rest. You were totally unaware of everything that was going on and only became aware of it when your father told you.

“You should have told me what was going on” You said now finally reaching him, you touched his face and made him look at you “We spoke in the morning and you let me believe that everything was fine. I could have helped you convince them, I'm sure you didn't do it because you wanted to. We make mistakes, Stephen, we're humans. Even you are human.”

He shook his head “My mistake is unforgivable, [Y/N]. I killed an entire universe.”

You knelt in front of him and touched his hands. They were shaking and felt cold, they looked menacing dyed black like that.

“Stephen, you saved our world. You are a hero. You didn't do this on purpose. They can't kill you, they don't have that right. You are the Sorcerer Supreme!”

He took your hands and pushed you away and stood up. Cloak moved toward him, but he waved it away.

“You shouldn't be here. That’s too much for you. I asked them to tell you only after it was over. It doesn't help anything, it will only hurt you more.

You stood up turning to face him.

“That decision isn’t yours. How can you think so little of me?! Did you really think it would somehow be better if I found out only after you were killed? Stephen, I love you. Does my love mean nothing to you?”

He looked at you with tears in his eyes.

“[Y/N], your love is everything to me. That’s why I can’t go on like this. I am corrupted, I am poisoned. Look at my hands!”

He stopped noticing he had just yelled at you.

“I'm sorry... for all of this. It's unfair to you, you shouldn't have come.” He sighed heavily

“Damn, Richards!”

You walked to him and touched his face. He cupped your hand lowering his gaze.

“Stephen, look at me!”

He obeyed and you could lose yourself in his ocean blue eyes.

“I came because I need to make you see how absurd this punishment is. You were honest to them, you told them the truth and surrendered to their judgment. That doesn't make you a villain. Villains don't own up to their mistakes, you gave yourself to justice because you're a good man and deserve to be judged for what you are. This punishment is not fair, Stephen. You can't accept it.”

He shook his head no “They have already decided. I'm not going to question Xavier's judgment, let alone your father's.”

You sighed in frustration “But they don't understand. They don't know anything about the Darkhold, about what it did to you. All they know is what Mordo told them. Mordo, Stephen! He hates you, he was always jealous of you. He wants you killed to take your place. He rigged their judgment against you, how can you not see that?!”

He walked away and sat on the bed. “It's too late to think about anything now.”

You knelt in front of him “No. It's not too late. You can leave here anytime you want. They didn't even bother to get your sling! Run away with me. We can go anywhere, start over. They wouldn’t dare to come for us. You are too powerful, they can’t fight you, Stephen and they know it”

He smiled contemplating the idea “Would you give up your life here for me?”

You nodded “Without a doubt.”

You took his hand and put it on your face “You are my life, Stephen Strange. I won't let you go, please don't let me go.”

He sighed pulling you to his lips with a desperation that broke your heart. The kiss was salty with the tears that kept rolling down his face and you realized that you had never seen Stephen crying. Up until that point he seemed to be unbreakable.

You broke the kiss to breathe and he lowered his lips to your neck.

“I missed you.” He whispered softly in your ear.

You missed him too. Those two weeks in Seoul would have been a lot easier if he'd kept his promise to visit you at the hotel in the evenings, but he always had an excuse not to show up and now you know why.

He got up and held your hand helping you stand and started to unbutton your shirt. His hands were shaking and he sighed annoyed with himself. You took over the work unbuttoning the rest of the buttons. He took off your shirt and ran his lips down your collarbone to your breast, holding the other one in his hand. You held his hair, tilting your head back, letting him carry you.

He unbuttoned your bra and you helped him out of his tunic leaving him only in his pants. You caressed his smooth chest. Stephen was so handsome. You never got tired of admiring him.

He turned his lips to yours and pushed you onto the bed laying you on it and coming over you without detaching from your lips. He moved his fingers in a complicated gesture and the rest of your clothes disappeared. He used his knees to spread your legs and get between them using his hand to help his cock inside you.

You moaned loudly feeling your body stretch to accommodate him inside you. Stephen was so big, it never failed to please you.

He moaned against your lips moving slowly but each thrust was stronger and deeper than the last one as if he wanted to disappear inside you.

“Stephen... promise me...” Your words were interrupted by moans and hard breathing “Promise me we'll get out of here.”

He groaned into your lips, gripping your thigh and lifting it, placing your leg on his shoulder, increasing the depth of his thrusts even more.

“God...” You grunted in response when his cock started to hit your sweet spot and you knew you wouldn't last much longer. “Damn it, Stephen... promise me!”

He let go of your leg and pulled you by your waist. He sat on the bed helping you to slide your legs over his thighs and you took your hand between you positioning him inside you again. You grabbed his shoulders, moving fast, riding him as you attacked his neck, biting, sucking, marking him as yours. He was yours and no one would take him away from you.

“Honey, tell me you are close” He asked groaning loudly.

You nodded “So close... I am so close, Stephen.”

He held your waist, moving you up and down on his cock, increasing the pace and you could feel him throbbing inside you. The climax hitting you both.

“God, I love you, honey” He panted.

You moaned softly feeling your body relaxing “I love you too, baby.”

He held you tight, laying you on the bed and lying on your side pulling you to his chest now wet with sweat.

You could feel the tiredness taking over you. It was a long day, but you refused to give in to it. “Stephen, we don't have time for this. We need to go.”

He touched your face, caressing it slowly.

“We have some time. Don't worry.”

You sighed finally feeling some firmness in his voice.

You smiled to him “Where do we go?”

He held you in his arms “Where would you like to go?”

You thought for a minute “I loved Seoul.”

He kissed your forehead caressing your hair and you closed your eyes, surrendering just for a minute to the tiredness that overwhelmed you.

“Can I ask you something?” He cooed

You hummed.

“Tell me you love me.”

“You know I do.”

“I know, I want to hear you saying.”

You smiled sleepy “I love you, Doctor Strange. I have always loved you and always will.”

He smiled satisfied.

...

Stephen got up and dressed quickly putting on his tunic. He sat at the desk and spent the last few minutes he had left writing a letter that was supposed to be a farewell but was now an apology. He left the letter on the pillow.

You were sleeping heavily and would stay that way for a few more hours thanks to the simple spell he put on you.

If he was going to do that, and he was going to do that, he didn't want you to be there to see it.

A knock at the door urged him on and Cloak clung to his shoulders as he sighed looking at you one last time. He obediently followed the Ultron robots and was taken to the Illuminati room where all the members were waiting for him.

He stopped where the robots ordered him to stop and they pushed him to his knees. He didn't resist.

“Is that really necessary?” Asked Professor Xavier and Stark ordered the robots to let him up, but he refused. He remained kneeling there and surrendered.

Reed Richards approached

“Mordo asked you to hand over the relic."

Stephen nodded and made a gesture with his hands, but Cloak refused to let go. He grabbed it by the collar and tugged it hard as the relic struggled but surrendered.

Richards held it carefully. Of all the people there, he and Xavier were the only ones looking at him with anything that resembled the way they looked at him before they knew what he'd done.

Stark, who was standing imposingly in his white armor, who never was quite his friend and never approved the relationship he had with you, now looked at him with a distinct bitterness.

Richards walked away holding the relic in his arms and Stephen tried to smile at his friend hoping he would take it as gratitude for the gesture of helping him to see you one last time.

He only realized how much he needed it when he saw you in that room. Richards smiled back.

“I will miss you, my friend” Xavier said, and he nodded. Tears rolling down his face. The hands resting on his thighs were shaking now, not from fear, but because he no longer insisted on using magic to hide the tremors.

“I'm ready” He said facing Black Bolt who walked slowly until he was standing in front of him.

“I'm sorry” Said the Inhuman king and Stephen closed his eyes.

...

You woke up feeling dizzy and confused. Your hand searched for Stephen on the bed, and you touched a piece of paper on top of the pillow and before you could open it you knew what it meant.

“No, no, please no” You got up and dressed running while you stuffed the paper in your pocket and stumbled towards the elevator.

You felt your chest breaking in a way you never thought you could feel. You couldn’t breathe, each step you took towards the Illuminati room seemed to be heavier and harder than the last one and when you finally reached the door two Ultron robots blocked your way.

“Let me through!” You screamed at the top of your lungs “Let me through, now!”

The robots received an instruction from the communicators and opened the door for you to pass through.

When you entered everyone was there: Xavier, Richards, Black Bolt, Carter, Rambeau, your father and Mordo who held Cloak in his arms. Cloak struggled against the grip of Mordo's arms that refused to let go.

The blood boiled in your veins

“How could you do that? He saved you. All of you. You would be dead if it weren't for him!”

“Miss Stark, our decision took into account the seriousness of the infraction committed.” Mordo spoke “Stephen Strange was the biggest threat that our universe or any other universe has ever known.”

You felt the tears streaming down your face as a hole seemed to open in your chest. It didn't enter your mind that the man you loved was dead.

“You killed him! You bastards, you killed my Stephen!”

No one said anything, everyone kept their heads down and you knew they weren’t so sure about their decision anymore.

Cloak managed to free itself from Mordo's grip and flew to you, flinging itself into your arms.

"This relic belongs to the Sanctum Sanctorum" Mordo said irritably.

“The relic chooses the owner, Master Mordo” Said Reed “You cannot force it to submit.”

You sighed, clutching the cloak in your arms sobbing. It was, after all, the only part of Stephen left for you.

You turned around leaving the hall and Tony Stark called out to you “Baby... please I need you to understand that we did what was necessary...”

“You can keep saying this to yourself. If it was really true, you would be able to look me in the eye. You all know what you've done, and the guilt will never leave you. You will have to live with it.”

You walked out of that building and you never set foot in that place again. On the same day, you left the Stark Tower and accept a job in Seoul.

You never spoke to Tony Stark again.

Reed was the only person you had any contact with, but as the months passed, you even distanced yourself from him. You couldn't bear to hear the tone of his voice, always loaded with guilt, but in a way, it just proved you were right about everything you said.

Well, not everything.

It was late afternoon, and you were looking out the window of your apartment when you felt the well-known kick in your belly. Maybe it was all in your head, but it always got more agitated when you were thinking about Stephen.

You smiled caressing your belly. It was almost time. Less than a month for you to finally meet your baby. Your little Vincent.

You stared at Cloak resting next to the armchair where you always sat to read and smiled feeling an absurd affection for the sentient relic. Something inside you always said that it chose to stay with you because it knew you were pregnant. Because it knew there was a part of Stephen inside you.

You smiled as you sit in your armchair and pick up your favorite book to read. It was cold and Cloak soon rushed to envelop the two of you in a kind and warm hug.

You were home and anything but alone.

"My dear [Y/N],

I don't expect you to easily forgive me for leaving you, but I believe that deep down you know why I did it.

You would never let me go, you love me too much for that and I love you too much to let you ruin your life because of me.

I made a very serious mistake that I couldn't live with, so I surrendered to their judgment and accepted my punishment peacefully.

I know it will be hard to accept, but please don't wallow in bitterness. You are the sweetest, the smartest person I have ever met, and you are an incredible scientist, the best I have had the pleasure of working with.

Please, I want you to live!

And eventually, who knows, you might forgive me for letting you go.

You made me so happy. You accepted me with all my faults, loved me despite them, and I was a better man because of you.

And I know you will fall in love again and when you do I hope you’ll find somebody who you can love like I love you.

Honey, I love you. Never, never doubt that, just as I never doubted your love for me.

yours,

Stephen."

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