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Leverage: Eliot Spencer
Word Count: 582
(T)W: fighting, lust, military mention, flashbacks
Requested: yes - " Eliot Spencer x Medic!reader / (smut) you dont have to make it smut if you are not comfortable" - @that-marvel-simp
A/N: Sorry this took so long! I hope this is what you were looking for, I didn't fully commit to the smut, purely bc it's never been an area I'm comfortable with, one of the other writers was normally in charge of that, apologies.
You could never understand how or why one person would and could take so much damage and punishment. You never understood why he would purposefully put himself in those kinds of situations. Even in the military, you knew he, like many other men and women, were trained to take what he could, but he would always push it farther. The main reason you left the armed forces, and the military, was you couldn’t take the sights you had seen any more. Couldn’t stand to see the punishment some people would take, the consequences of those actions, the nightmares that came with it. So, when you opened your door and found him standing there, all bloody and injured, you got flashbacks. Once you had recovered yourself you brought him in, cleaned up his wounds and stitched up what needed to be stitched.
That was 2 years ago. You had both stayed in touch since then. He had always called you his guardian angel and claimed that you were the best there was at field medicine and thinking on your feet to enable the best chance for your patients in the field. That’s why he came looking for you to join the new crew he had become part of. They had every angle covered. Every angle that is except for a medic. Sure, Eliot knew enough field medicine to scrape by, but proper field medicine. That he needed help with.
You don’t quite know when it happened, but suddenly you found yourself holding your breath waiting for a text to say that he was back in the same city, safe. Holding your breath, waiting for him to walk through the door when you were at his place (of work or home). You didn’t know if Eliot felt the same way, so you kept your feelings hidden, you had gotten good at it growing up as an army brat.
You had been convinced to join Eliot’s new crew on a job, you were a decent enough grifter, and an even better hitter, and they could use the help, besides you were looking forward to seeing how this team worked.
You didn’t realise just how quickly these grifts worked, or how quickly they could turn from you being a grifter to a hitter. You were prepping yourself to fight and defend yourself and Sophie when Eliot appeared out of nowhere, creating a gap for Sophie to escape. You both stood with your back to each other, covering the others flank, just like old times. You smirked to yourself, feeling a sense of comfort and normalcy in it, you surprised yourself at how it felt like sliding into an old, comfortable skin. Then you could feel Eliot tensing to lunge, you done the same.
Once you had gotten back to the base, you and Eliot finally relaxed, you both tended to each other’s wounds and got drinks, sitting in a booth. You guys drank, laughed, and before you knew it, your hands were on each other, mouths connected. Next thing you knew you were in Eliot’s apartment, this time your hands were wandering each other’s bodies, your hands found their way to Eliot’s hair, tugging slightly as your kisses intensified, his hands found their way to your hips, your ass, pulling you closer while gripping you tightly. The last thing you remembered was leaving a trail of clothing from Eliot’s door to his bedroom and seeing stars before you both fell asleep, wrapped up in each other.
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