Sexy Nurse

"That sounds like logical sense," he agreed. He gasped as he felt her lips on his chest, his hands roaming against her ass and down between her legs. His fingers teased her folds, feeling her wetness drip against them.

The man found her wetness with ease, and the nurse parted her legs to allow him full access. "If you had any doubts about what you're doing to me...I hope they're cleared up now." She said breathlessly. Punctuating her comment with another open-mouthed kiss against the man's chest.

"No?" he asked, hissing as he felt her nails against his chest, his hands cupping and grabbing her ass under her dress. "Do you have any medical conditions for my ailment?"

"Well, professionally speaking, I think we should relieve whatever is causing your heart rate to increase like this..." The nurse stated sweetly, leaning forward once more to kiss openly at his chest while her other hand roamed farther down his stomach, her breath hitching as his strong hands reached for her ass. "That's it...take whatever you want from me... I'm yours."

He simply smiled at the nurse's comment, watching her face as he stripped clothes from his torso. He hummed quietly as he left her hand on his chest. "I wouldn't say nervous," he said, "Excited, maybe."

"And what do you plan to do with all that excitement, hmm? It's not healthy to let it bottle up, you know." The nurse commented cheekily, groping at his chest, her nails raking reverently across his skin.

"Yes, just my thought," he agreed as they settled down together in a dark little corner of the made. "So cheeky," he chuckled as she sat next to him. He pulled off his tunic and exposed his chest, "Alright, nurse, why don't you take a look?"

“You love it.” The nurse declared, just as cheekily, sitting back as the man removed enough of his clothes to expose his built chest to her. “Oh, fuck. Don’t mind if I do.” She responded breathlessly, basking in the vision he made momentarily before scooting forward on the bench and leaning forward, opting to use ‘look’ with her mouth instead of her hands. She pressed a soft, sensual kiss against the hard, muscled slab of his pec, right over where his heart was beating. “Mmm, your heart is racing… Any history of cardiovascular issues I should know about? Or am I just making you nervous?”

The quarterback licked his lips as he looked over the nurse. "Definitely not anything boring here," he told her honestly. He stepped forward and rested his hands on her hips, his fingers ghosting over her ass. "But if you can look me in the eye and tell me you weren't hoping for more with that little stunt with the ghost, I'll leave you alone."

The nurse smirked, her confidence bolstered by the hunky athlete’s attention. She sighed as those strong hands fell to the swell of her hips, drawing her in even closer. The flimsy white fabric of her ‘uniform’ barely cleared her ass as it was, so the quarterbacks fingers toting at the hem only made it ride up higher. “I can look you in the eye…” the nurse began, doing just that as she moved in closer, setting her hands over the impressive swell of the man’s built chest, “….and tell you that you leaving me alone is the last thing I want.”

The quarterback raised an eyebrow at the nurse as she ate the ghost, clearly knowing exactly what she was doing to him. “I do recall something about that,” he said, “but that hardly seems like the most important topic of conversation right now…”

The nurse giggled, settling her manicured hand on her hip expectantly. “Really? Well, excuse me for trying to make small talk. Am I boring you, stud?” She moved in a bit closer as she spoke, looking up at him flirtatiously from behind her mask.

The quarterback nodded, impressed, as the nurse easily ate one of the eyeballs he’d offered to her. “I bet,” he said. “They actually taste pretty good, don’t they?” He looked over the table. “Anything here look too stomach-turning to you?”

“Mm, they do…” The nurse agreed, smacking her lips together before casting a glance across the table of refreshments before them. “These look yummy.” She said, reaching for a banana, cut in half to look like a ghost, with dots of chocolate for the eyes and mouth. Keeping her gaze on the athlete, she slowly sucked the banana into her mouth before taking a dainty bite and swallowing. “Bananas make for a great pre or post workout snack, you know. But I’m sure you don’t need me to educate you on nutrition as it pertains to fitness, looking the way you do…”

He smirked softly as the nurse reacted, clutching herself hard to him. “Everything will be Fine, M’lady, I will be sure no harm is cast upon you,” he promised as they continued. “Do you need a rest? Seems to be a corner over here you could relax in without fear.”

The nurse nodded at his suggestion, the beginnings of a smirk accompanying her agreement. “Good idea. We can examine each other thoroughly over there. I, you - for any wounds or ailments requiring my attention, and you, me for…well, whatever you’d like to see.” She said, giving him a cheeky little wink from behind her lacy, red mask.

“Ew, eyeballs!” The quarterback held a cup of grapes disguised as eyeballs out to the person next to him, hoping to gross them out. He popped one into his mouth. “Mm, squishy!”

Having extensive experience with all things anatomical, the scantily-clad nurse wasn’t the least bit grossed out by the cup eyeballs the hunky football player presented her. Giggling, she plucked one up between her manicured nails and popped it into her mouth. “I’d have thought someone as tough as you would have the stomach to match. This is nothing compared to some of the things I’ve seen come into the E.R.”

"I am nothing if not dependable," he agreed, though keeping her wiles in the back of his mind as they walked. "Be sure you do, can't have you getting taken or harmed by anyway," he said, taking a few steps in front of her, keeping her close to his back. It was easy enough to ignore the shrieks and screams around them, but it took a little quick footing to get around the ghostly figure that popped out in front of them.

"I can think up plenty of other adjectives that would work, too, but that's a good one to lead with." The nurse responded with a smirk, staying close to his side, her petite frame easily shielded by his much broader one as they proceeded through the maze. "Taken? Who would ever take me when I"m with such a strong hand--- Aah!" She screamed as the ghost-like thing jumped out at them. She clutched to the assassin's arm and hid her face behind him, not daring to open her eyes until she felt they'd put enough distance between them. "Are you alright? Did it get you that time?" The little nurse asked, genuinely concerned once she managed to collect herself.

Front man smirked underneath their mask, glad they had caught the beautie's attention. "You are right, nobody would rebel with me here" they nodded and looked at her "Well, I might say I'm not wearing anything underneath this uniform, so you would get plenty places to kiss and work" they said and placed one of their gloved hand in their waist, "Maybe you want to take a peek, in a more private room?"

The nurse swooned at the offer and nodded in earnest. “Perfect. A lack of layers will help us access any problem areas a lot more efficiently.” She paused, wetting her lips as desire muddled and eradicated any degree of shame she had left. “…and I think finding a private room is a great idea. I can’t exactly examine you with all these distractions out here to pull my focus.” The nurse took a step closer, bracing herself against the front man’s chest, leaning in to whisper, “I take my work, very, very seriously.”

She was a forward nurse, but he couldn't say he was bothered by it. He didn't get a lot of villagers and others who paid this kind of attention to him, though mostly because of his very busy life. He gave a little laugh, "Among other things? Your very vague in your descriptions dear nurse," he chuckled.

Not wanting to scare the man off with her desires this quickly, lest he leave her alone in the maze, the nurse sighed and shook her head. “Never mind, never mind. I’m just glad to have such dependable protection to get me through this place. So, lead the way. I’ll stay as close as possible behind you.” Gesturing him forward, the nurse remained a half-pace behind him as they started to walk.

"Are you alright?" he asked strongly, making sure nothing had happened during her run in with the monster. "Oh a nurse!" he said after his look over her pretty body and sweet costume. "You might come in quite handy on this quest. I do not have any ailments as of now, but who knows what the night might bring." He watched as he hand fell down his chest, her eyes fluttering behind her mask. "A weakness you say? Interesting," he smirked.

“Oh, I’m fine. Better than fine now that you’re here to keep me safe.” The little nurse responded gratefully, smirking right back up at her brooding savior as her hands wandered down his strong chest. “You’d best keep me close, then. We can help each other get out of here unscathed.” She nodded, humming under her breath as she stepped in even closer. “I’m sure you get the at all the time, though. Girls like me throwing themselves at you…wanting your protection, among other things…”

Front man had watched the beautiful nurse while she walked towards them, her white uniform competing with their black one. "You can kiss me wherever you want to, my lady" they bowed because they were a superior being after all. "I'm glad to know I'm safe, you never know where somebody might rebel" they sighed and looked around her tight uniform and ample breasts.

“Wherever I want to?” The nurse asked coyly, stepping in close to the mysterious figure. “That’s a very open invitation you’re offering. I think I need to see what I’m working with to know where I might want to kiss first… Where do pretty girls like me usually want to kiss you?” She sighed and wet her plush lips, tsking at the notion of a rebellion. “Who in their right mind would act out with you around?”

The little nurse had wandered into the maze, thinking she’d stumble upon a handsome, wounded hero or two that would need her completely professional assistance and instead wound up getting herself lost. About to turn around and try a different way, she noticed a menacing thing reaching for her. Her scream was cut short by a strong set of arms hauling her out of the way. She whipped around to gaze upon the face of her savior. “Thank you, Sir. That was a close one.” She flushed at his stern, demanding tone, melting for him at once. “Did it get you? I can tend to any of your wounds if you’ve sustained any…” She offered, her hand running slowly down the man’s chest. “And for the record…my senses are turned on, and so am I. I’ve got quite a weakness for burly heroes like you…”

"Non medical you say?" Dick Tracy chuckled as she walked closer towards him. "And what might these remedies be?"

"Oh, remedies for loneliness, horniness, companionship, or the need to dominate or be dominated... I can provide for it all. Anything to make you feel better." The nurse explained in that same deep, sultry tone. "So...what sort of ailments can I help you through, big guy?"

Were bent his head slightly, mindful of his mask as he leaned in to brush his lips to the wonderfully soft skin of her neck. "I would love to, my dear," he agreed, hand sliding down for a firm, quick grasp of her barely covered ass. He replaced his arm around her waist, glancing around until he found a proper spot, a corner shrouded in dark drapes for some semblance of privacy - probably for this very purpose.

The nurse gasped, craning her head to the side to expose the column of her neck, wordlessly egging Were on. "Oh...my, you're good at this, handsome. I might be the one needing medical attention in a bit here." She admitted breathlessly, rutting her scantily-clad ass into his firm, domineering grip. She noticed the same corner he did and nodded, taking his hand (paw?) and leading him towards it. There was a bench behind the curtains, which she encouraged him into before clamoring onto his lap, her shapely, tan legs spreading over his own, muscled thighs, her uniform riding up so that it was more-so a shirt than a dress, leaving her red lace panties wholly exposed. Her hands braced on his shoulders, and she leaned in, mouthing wet, sensual kisses against his neck, soft moans falling from her lips between each kiss.