Doctor Strange X Reader First Book

Stop Talking Part Two

A/N: Hello my dear readers!

As requested by some of you, here is the second part of " stop talking" where the reader tried to get Stephen's attention in the library.

Hope you'll enjoy!

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Another day passed in the temple and you still hadn't seen Stephen since the day he kissed you to stop you from talking and each time you thought about his lips on yours, a veil of redness covered your cheeks.

« Y/N, focus or you're going to lose the control of your spell, » said the Ancient One as she watched you carefully practised in the outside park. You shook your head and went back to your blazing spell.

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When you finished your training session with the Ancient One, you looked for Stephen. First, you searched in his room, but only silence responded to your knock and you knew Stephen would have answered you, as he always did. Then you looked into the Relics room but except the Cloak of Levitation which turned to face you as soon as you stepped in to hug you, no one was here. The cloak was VERY affectionate when Stephen was absent. It likes to wrap its hems around your body, soothing you and stroke its collar on your cheeks or even your neck and you had to say you felt like a cat being pet and it was quite enjoyable.

Once you managed to free yourself from the Cloak after about fifteen minutes being held by the item, you looked in the library.

« Hello, Wong. How are you ? » you said when you saw the Asian man sat at his post. He raised his head up and stared at you, stoical. He raised his hand up towards his left and said :

« He's over there, » he said in a monotonous tone.

You smirked.

« You know me too well, Wong. Thanks » you muttered and followed his directions. You crossed the corridors full of bookshelves until you reached the table where your dear love was mumbling about some incongruous spell.

Stephen had his all attention on the book, closed to the outside world as his extraordinary memory attempted to retain the precious spells of the Mystic Art scroll. You stared at him for a second, leaning over one of the bookshelves and observed his charming features. A small ball of fire loomed over him, dazzling the scroll of its bright light. The reflection of the fame in his storming eyes ignited a spark in his pupils,a s if he was beguiled or spellbound by what he was reading. Heis jaw tensed as he mumbled and fidgeted to get the spell right and he passed a hand in his hair, ruffling his ebony hair.

You stepped forward, your high heels echoing in the silence of the room, but Stephen didn't even flinch to the new sound. You called him :

« Stephen. »

However, he just got up and started to pace back and forth, enumerating a number of inaudible words while voice grew stronger in tone. He didn't realise he was getting angry because of a spell.

« Stephen » you repeated to snap him out his trance. His fingers turned into a fist and he growled. You furrowed your eyebrows and took a step closer, to face him. You asked again :

« Stephen !»

Nothing answered to you except his laboured breath and boiling mind.

« Enough is enough » you pondered and put your hands on his shoulders to stop him from moving and kissed his jaw, trailing up to his cheeks, then cheekbones and down to his lips kissing the life out of him. You slipped your tongue in his mouth, playing with his and he moaned at your forwardness. His hands immediately gripped your hips, pushing you closer to him. You had defintely gotten his attention now. You grazed your nails on his scalp, enjoying the softness of his skin and hair. He kissed you back, snapped of his thoughts while a warm feeling spread in his chest.

« Y/N » he thought, kissing you more ferevently.

When you both stepped out to take a breath, you said :

« Are you listening to me now ? »

Stephen smirked, his full attention on you and his eyes glowing of pure lust.

« If you kiss me like that each time, I should not listen to you more often. »

You hit his shoulder playfully.

« Well, we both have a very specific to make us stop talking, don't we ? »

Stephen leaned forward, snaking his hands on your hips and was about to connect his lips on yours when someone cleared his throat. You froze and turned your head to see Wong, standing in the corridor, hands crossed over his chest with a disapproving look.

« Do not do anything in my library, do you understand ? »

Stephen's grip hardened, putting you closer to him and your face collided with his toned torso. Soon you could hear his heartbeat, a peaceful melody to your ears.

A mischivous grin lightened Stephen's face.

« What if we already did ? »

Wong's hand turned into fists and a heavy silence lingered in the air. Stephen quickly opened a portal before Wong's wrath explode.

You chuckled as you both landed in his room, the roar of Wong echoing in the temple.

« You're going to get killed by your tease and pranks, Stephen . »

He only smiled to you and pecked your lips.

« I know. I'm a love addict. »