The Good Nurse



       «Beep...beep...beep»
       Stolas’ EKG sounded normal, but to him; it sounded as sad as his soul was in that moment of weakness after his encounter with Striker. Once again, he was careless and expected too much of whom already tried to kill him once or twice before. He thought he could brush it off by calling his knight in shining armour–but a bucket of iced water shock him back to reality as Blitzo rejected without hesitation, and his saviours although skilful, took a little too long to get him to safety.
       A TV hanging from one of the walls of his hospital room was broadcasting the incident, showing the aftermath of the shooting that took place at the restaurant he was at, as well as the path of destruction left by all parties, such as the gas station, the underground cave (with an exclusive shot of Striker’s statue and his unnecessarily big cock), and even the van outside of the hospital in which he came in. Soon after the screen was filled with pictures of Stolas and Octavia, who had not only recently married but were already expecting a new heir.
       Quickly the news presenters asked the public, “Is this an attempt to prevent the new branch of the Goetia family to thrive?”
       Assumptions of Stella’s involvement was mentioned, and Stolas grinned with a sad laughter as if saying “if they only knew”.
       —Dad! —Octavia’s voice was barely heard from a distance—.
       Stolas was quick with his magic to turn the TV off when he heard her voice, almost certain of who’s voice it was.
       —Dad! —Octavia shouted again as she slammed open the door of his room—.
       —Oh, Via. I am so sorry —Stolas apologized—. I had you worried sick, didn’t I?
       —Mom did this, didn’t she? She tried to kill you. —She was worried sick indeed, kissing Stolas as soon as she got to his side—.
       Stolas kissed back as he saw her worried face with a hopeful smile, petting her cheek with his less wounded had as she grabbed it; pushing herself towards it just to feel his embrace as she looked at his eyes with deep despair.
        —Don’t you worry Via; your dad is as sturdy and resilient as the fires and caves of hell itself. —Stolas’ stare changed from her face to her belly—. Besides, is not good to be this stressed when you are pregnant.
       Octavia’s pregnancy was still just on paper, her body had barely any sign of it present other than her feelings of dizziness and the many other mild symptoms. To the uninformed eye she was just the same owlet she had always been, and probably even if she had a tummy by now; to Stolas, she would never stop being his little girl.
       —I bet he will be just as fearsome and strong as his dad. —She replied with a small tear running through her eyes.
       —He? —Stolas wondered—.
       —I don’t know... feels like a he... —She replied—.
       —I bet he will be. —Stolas continued—.
       They then kissed again, with such a sweet and tender touch that none of Stola’s scars bothered him for that brief moment.
       The doctor, a tall man who looked like the mix of an imp with the scraps of what should be a lesser demon, stared at both from the opened door, as if he was waiting for himself to be noticed.
       —*Humm* —The doctor rumbled—.
       Both scared birds separated themselves from the sheer surprise, Octavia almost dropping what was in Stolas’ cupboard –while stolas could only whine from his injuries and scars.
       —If it wasn’t for your whining just now, I would’ve said you had recovered in record time your majesty. —The doctor said in a joking manner—. I do ask of the princess, if you could please not interact with the patient until the sutures do their job. That would be fantastic.
       Octavia felt a little guilty hearing those words, the last thing she wanted was to make it worse for his father, and the doctor’s voice was anything but cheerful.
        Thankfully, the doctor only stayed there for a little while, checking on the vitals and monitoring the level of pain Stolas was in, then leaving until it was time to return.
       On the meantime, it was these two for another while.
       —How did it happen? —Octavia asked nervously—.
       —It was during the divorce settlement with your mother, Striker came in guns blazing and took me for a ride with holy rope. Satan knows how he got his hands on that.
      —Do you think she planned this?
       —I can’t say for sure; your mother did try it before. But ever since you and I got engaged she had been dead silent. According to Blitzy she even had hired the Moxxie one more than once for a different job.
       —Who found you?
       —Moxxie, funny enough, and his wife Millie.
       —Where you... scared?
       —Of course! the moment he had mentioned you. If only I wasn’t tied that moment, I would have destroyed him and every little piece of his pathetic existence.
       Octavia sat down at Stolas’ side, resting her head on his chest as he grunted from the pain of his stab wound.
       —V-via, it might be better if you... don’t touch there...
       —Shit! Sorry dad.
       —It’s ok my little starfire.
       Time passed by, but like any visit to the hospital; it felt long and everlasting. The beeping of the EKG monitors and the random cracking of the hospital’s bed were louder every time and anxiety was taking the best of both, the need for a distraction was starting to become a cry for help.
       —Hey dad! Look! —Octavia said as she reached for a wardrobe hidden in one of the corners—.
       Stolas tried to look but having one hand and one foot tied to weird contraptions really limited his movements. As little as he could thought, he saw Octavia pull a white coat from the wardrobe and a stethoscope alongside with it.
       She quickly put them on and began to roleplay for fun.
       —Maybe all the patient needs, is the right treatment.
       Stolas’ eyes were wide open, he wasn’t sure if sexual innuendos were “the right treatment”, and honestly, he wasn’t sure if he could take such type of treatment anyways. Still, he was sure to try it out anyways.
       Octavia seductively walked towards him as she played with the stethoscope, making it spin like a rope or a leash. And Stolas was totally aroused by it, and sure was hoping the medicine would suffice to endure the things to come, otherwise the fun would not last for long.
       When she arrived back at his bed she stood in silence for a little while, normally, when this type of role play is taking place, she would already be naked; making the costume the only thing in the way, but this time she still had all of her clothes –even Stolas stared at her as she stood there in silence.
       Without a second thought though, she simply took the bed sheets away, exposing Stolas’ injured body. Octavia wasn’t sure anymore if this was a turn on, and it was more of a turn off, she had “injured” her dad before, but always with lesser items, and most of these items never left long lasting scars or marks –after all it was all on fair play of fun and deviancy.
       Regardless, she already had committed, so even if it turned out to be one of their most awkward moments –at least she would try to make it as fun as possible, and besides, clearly stolas didn’t cared since his pink tapered penis was already starting to show its face.
       —What a naughty patient you are! I haven’t done a thing and you are already thinking all the worst things of your innocent nurse?
       —I am so sorry! Is just that I never expected my nurse to be such a beautiful one, I couldn’t help myself.
       —Well, you do are a handsome patient yourself...
       Octavia slowly walked to the bottom of the bed, caressing Stolas’ leg feathers, then jumped into the bed, spreading his legs from side to side.
       —I guess I couldn’t help myself either, even if I wanted to.
       Stolas’ EKG spiked for a moment as Octavia did her move, his heartrate increasing little by little.
       She dived in slowly, since Stolas was just starting to get an erection, it was easy for her to just put it all in her mouth, pet it with her tongue, as it got out of his cloaca, she gave it gentle strokes and licks –slowly getting wilder as it hardened on her mouth.
       As it grew out of her league, she gave herself a brief moment of air.
       —You really think this much of me? You naughty boy? I should feel flattered.
       Stolas couldn’t reply when she had already made her next move. Using her hands and wrapping one around the base of his penis she continued to suck, so that she could stroke in time with the up and down motion of her mouth; using all fingers while letting her index and thumb control the pressure and stroke.
       Stolas wanted to react to the pleasure, but his tied-up situation made all movements impossible, especially with Octavia between his legs. Only brief moans and the constant beeping of the monitors could tell her when he really felt.
       She started to get aroused herself, as she continued by rolling her tongue, twirling and swirling arround his dick the entire time. The non-stop, the constant motion of her tongue combined with the movement of her hand created a symphony of sensations.
       Despite beaks being hard and stiff, Stolas could feel as if her mouth was as relaxed as a pair of real lips, only scratching from time to time just to keep the variety alive.
       —Wait, Via, I think I’ll...
       It was until Stolas finally came that she applied all of her force, finally getting violent on his cock. His painful moans as well as the totally spiked EKG filled the room of noise as she finally took it out of her mouth.
       —Oh, fuck, Via... er... Nurse, that was.... —Stolas tried to formulate—.
       But Octavia was long gone on the idea of the nurse, she was so turned on at this point that whatever they were playing was over.
       —Oh, shut it, dad.
        She took the coat off, she took stolas’ scrubs off, she violently started to get naked with complete disregard of her father’s well-being and he was starting to get both excited; and worried.
       —Em... Via... Ouch! Maybe-ooey! If they hear us-
       —Let them hear.
       Probably a mix of her being excited and pregnancy related hormonal changes, but she was getting what she wanted, and Stolas was just in for the ride.
       —Besides. —Octavia continued—. I thought you were as strong as the flames of hell. This should be but a scratch.
       Stolas’ pain was enough to bother him, but not enough to kill his sense of humour.
       —As much as I appreciate the Monty Python’s reference, I thin-
       Stolas was once again interrupted by Octavia’s eagerness. As they talked, she had already stripped herself naked and was starting to grind her cloaca on her father’s, making sure his cock didn’t go into hiding again.
       —You think?
       —Well- I- you see-
       Octavia was having none of it, as soon as she felt he was hard again she took no time on fucking herself with it, shutting Stolas up for good this time.
       She had no restrains while riding on him, but the bed was trying its best to tell both that what they were doing was really close to a terrible idea, making noise after noise as little by little it moved away from the original position.
       Stolas’ right leg, which was hanging from the air was the first to start falling off the handle. If it wasn’t for Stolas’ self-preservation instincts and magic abilities, it would have fallen, and then it would definitely be over for him.
       At any point, Octavia gave no quarter, and kept grinding and riding her father’s cock. Both of them moaning and whining for their own reasons, while a pool of bodily fluids formed on the bed and on themselves until finally Stolas was able to cum yet again, this time filling up Octavia’s insides with his warm seed.
       Once both were satisfied with each other, the silence finally broke.
       —I’m glad you’re safe, dad. —Octavia said with a tired voice—.
       She then gently proceeded to lay on Stolas’ chest, while Stolas did his best to hug her with an immobilized arm.
       —I’m glad too, Via.
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