Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least 18 years old
My Nurse Relieves me in Various Ways
Marcel's heart beat loudly.
"It's not fair how you're injured and she gets to walk off scott free!" said Violet. She fed Marcel another spoonful.
"You saved your crush from being run-over and she called you gross right after! Why I oughta..." She began.
"Violet You're being too rough," said Marcel, nearly choking on the spoon.
"Oh my bad," said Violet. "I just got lost in the moment."
"There, that's the last of it," said Violet, scraping the bowl and giving him the last spoon of rice. A grain of rice fell onto his face. Marcel attempted to move it but his arms and legs were so covered in bandages he could barely move. All but his index finger and thumb were bandaged on his hand. He was able to bend his arm to his face but was unable to touch it despite struggling.
Violet chuckled in amusement and wiped Marcel's mouth gently.
"Thank you," said Marcel blushing.
"It's funny how flustered you get," said Violet. "I'm just doing my job."
Marcel has been in the care of Violet for 5 days since the accident. Violet is gentle and kind to him.
"Would you lift your arms for me?" said Violet. Marcel did so raising his bandaged hands. She lifted up his shirt revealing his bare chest. "It's not protocol but it's nice to change clothes every now and then, right?" she said.
Marcel nodded shyly, agreeing with her.
She then put his new shirt over his head and onto his body.
"Thanks as always Violet," said Marcel.
"Just doing my job," said Violet. She went to leave.
"Wait a minute, you haven't gone to the bathroom yet," she said, pivoting around.
"Huh," said Marcel.
"Seriously, it's important that you go," said Violet. "It's not good to hold it in."
She pulled out his wheelchair from next to the bed and patted the seat.
"Come on," she said.
Marcel wiggled to the edge of the bed and with some assistance from Violet was able to sit down.
He was wheeled through the pure white hallways of Anagori Hospital. Doctors ambled around, hurried parents visiting kids and the air-conditioning that kept the hallways cool whirred. Violet always treated Marcel well but she could be a bit rowdy too.
"Let's pick up the pace," said Violet mischievously. She sped up into a near sprint laughing giddily while pushing him along.
"Whee!" she shouted.
"Violet, you're going too fast," complained Marcel.
"I've got it from here," said Marcel when they got to the bathroom.
"You can be so stubborn," said Violet, crossing her arms. Marcel never let Violet help him go to the bathroom.
"How do you even do it?" asked Violet. "It's the eighth wonder of the world!" she joked.
"With these," said Marcel, pinching his thumb and index finger together like a crab.
"Well I'll be damned," she said, putting her hand over her open mouth with exaggerated surprise.
Marcel's days in the hospital were routine but with Violet around they never got too boring. One day Violet entered Marcel's room. She greeted him as she always did and while he did respond his face was flush and red. With his bandaged arms he covered his crotch.
"What seems to be the matter?" asked Violet.
"Nothing," said Marcel, not meeting her eyes.
"Why do you have your hands in between your legs, move them," said Violet curiously.
"But..." he said slowly moving his hands. In between his legs was the clear shape of a boner. Even under the blanket its shape was undeniable.
"Oh, was it just that?" she said casually. "You don't have to be embarrassed about that, you know you get them all the time when you sleep," she said.
"Whatt!!" said Marcel embarrassed. He drew the covers over his face. "Just kill me now."
"Do you want me to ..." She raised a delicate hand and gestured up and down. "Help you with that?"
Marcel paused, he couldn't believe his ears.
"Stop teasing me," he exclaimed. "If you say something like that again, don't blame me for getting the wrong idea."
"Do you want me to help you with that," she said confidently, crawling onto the bed. She pulled down his pants. His boner was more prominent now in his blue boxers. She pulled down his boxers revealing his throbbing cock.
"Oh my," she said. "I haven't seen it quite this hard before."
"Well, it can't be helped because you're so pretty," said Marcel.
Violet pinched him. "Is that how you get all the ladies?"
Marcel lowered his head. "I couldn't get my crush to accept me."
"Tsk, you're still saying that when you've already got a girl right here, "she said.
She spat into her hand and started rubbing his cock. Her hand stroked it gently going all the way from the tip to the base. The pleasure was so intense it was a good thing he wasn't standing because if he had been his legs would have surely buckled out from under him.
"Uh, your hand feels so nice, "whispered Marcel.
"You know, I don't think any good deed should go unrewarded, "she said. "You saved someone from a car accident, that's no small feat."
"I didn't help her because I expected something in return," protested Marcel."You don't have to do this," he said lowering his head.
Violet stopped "I wouldn't do this just for anyone you know," she pouted.
"I just didn't want you to-"
Violet wrapped her lips around his dick and sucked eagerly on it. Marcel's words were stuffed back into his throat as he tried to deal with the new pleasure.
Violet sent her tongue over his cock, teasing his frenulum and head. Marcel moaned in pleasure. She then took it all the way to the base, her lips grazing his balls.
