Damien Kova
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Nightingale Doing Her Job (WIP)
🕑 Added 2024-03-25 17:00:03 +0000 UTCBeing the head nurse of Chaldea, Nightingale was always the one who oversaw the check-up for anyone returning from a rayshift. It didn’t matter if they were a master or a servant, she would make sure they were in good shape when they returned home. However, due to a few command seals being used on her after her methods were found to be a bit of a hindrance, Nightingale could no longer use her extreme measures on a patient until she was done with others waiting on her.
Unfortunately, right now was one of those moments where those command seals became a pain. The Master behind the recent rayshift, Ritsuka Fujimaru hadn’t been properly taking care of his sexual needs as a young adult should and she was eager to help him correct that. But seeing as Mash and a few other servants were behind him, she was unable to act on her desire to cure her patient. So, instead of struggling against the command seals, Nightingale left Ritsuka with a simple command. “Take care of yourself. I’ll check on you in a few days to be sure you’re doing just that. Got it?”
The look on Nightingale’s face told Ritsuka that he should listen to her. It would not be smart to anger her of all people. Especially when she knew where he slept. “Y-Yes ma’am. I’ll take care of myself so you won’t have to worry about it.”
“Good.” A heavy sigh left her lips as she waved him off and turned her attention toward Mash, who was waiting with a gentle blush on her cheeks. “Next.”
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After a week had gone by with no word or follow-up from Ritsuka, Nightingale had deemed his sexual needs to be something she had to take care of. Because he clearly wasn’t doing it himself, even with the doctor’s order. Her usual stoic expression painted her face as she made her way to his chambers, watching as the door to the room opened. However, much to her surprise, Ritsuka wasn’t in his room like she expected. “He just got back from a training session, didn’t he?”
She paused for only a moment before raising her voice. “Ritsuka Fujimaru! Are you in here? I need to see you!” After a moment, Nightingale was greeted with the sight of Ritsuka’s head poking out of his bathroom a curious expression on his face. “Oh good. There you are.”
“N-Nightingale, what is this about? Did I do something wrong in training? Did someone tell you that I was injured?”
“No, you’ve failed to report in about handling your sexual needs. So it’s clear to me that you haven’t been taking care of yourself. Which makes it my job to do so.” A very faint smirk came to her lips as she started to make her way toward his shower, the excitement and joy from curing a patient starting to fill her. “You understand what this means, don’t you?”
At first, Ritsuka didn’t know how to respond. What could he even do to get out of this situation? “N-Now hold on a second. I tried to stop by the clinic and I couldn’t--” Before he could finish his statement, Nightingale was already stepping into his bathroom and stripping herself. That same stoic she usually had was clear on her face, and before he could find the courage to speak up again, Ritsuka found himself pressed against his shower wall.
Nightingale had no hesitation as she wrapped a hand around his semi-rigid shaft, stroking it as she stared into his eyes. “Excuses are going to get you nowhere, Ritsuka. Just accept your treatment and this will be over faster.” To prevent him from trying to give her more excuses, she forced his lips upon his own in a heated and lustful kiss. Which was a shock to the young man due to Nightingale’s stoic expression remaining on her face as she did so.
Feeling a wave of panic wash over him, Ritsuka couldn’t think of a way to get out of this. Denying Nightingale and trying to run for it would only result in him being unable to get away and then possibly being tied down. But if he sat there and let her have her way with him, there was no telling just what would happen. Maybe it would be a quick nut and she would let him go. Maybe she would force him to empty his balls with each load. Maybe it would last until he genuinely couldn’t shoot any more cum.
The second option would be best if this wasn’t being forced onto him, but as Nightingale’s tongue darted into his mouth and began to explore, he wasn’t able to try and talk her into at least making him more comfortable. And it only seemed to scare him to look into her eyes, seeing that cold and stoic expression have a look of authority and power in her eyes. It was a strange combo, but as she stroked his cock, Ritsuka couldn’t deny that he was getting harder as a result. Something about this was turning him on and he couldn’t struggle against it.
Feeling Ritsuka harden in her hand, Nightingale picked up the pace of her stroking. She didn’t want to rush making him cum, potentially ruining the orgasm and making this treatment last longer. But she didn’t want him to grow soft in her hand either, making this treatment impossible. So as she pulled away from his lips, there was no hesitation before she pressed her forehead against his and looked him in the eyes. “You need this treatment, Ristuka. And I will not let you get away until you’ve been cured. Am I understood?”
When her grip around his member tightened while she spoke, Ritsuka knew that he was getting close to blowing his load. Something about the combination of everything happening sent shivers down his spine and he wasn’t sure how to feel about it. But no matter how he felt, there was no denying that this was turning him on in some ways, leading to him leaking precum onto Nightingale’s hand.
With precum leaking from his shaft, it didn’t take long for Nightingale to push Ritsuka over the edge and into an orgasm. Her breath hitched in her neck as she felt rope after rope of incredibly thick spunk paint her hand and coat the shower floor behind her. “So you were backed up… Just like I thought. Next time try not to lie to me about handling your sexual needs.”
Almost immediately after blowing his load, Ristuka started to go soft in Nightingale’s hand. And for a moment, just a moment, he thought it was over. Now that he came, she was bound to let him go, right? Would one be enough to satisfy the treatment? Unfortunately, he got his answer faster than he expected. And not verbally. Ritsuka’s answer to if Nightingale would be satisfied with one load was given in the form of her hand swiftly unwrapping from his shaft and reaching between his legs, where two of her fingers quickly entered his asshole.
A hot and heavy breath left him, almost turning into a scream if Nightingale didn’t catch him in yet another kiss to keep him silent. And as her tongue dominated his mouth once again, nothing was stopping him from immediately stiffening back up down there. Much to his surprise, Nightingale stayed silent as she got him ready for a second round faster than he would expected. Especially when, as soon as he was hard, she pulled her hand from his ass and broke the kiss that she had forced onto him.
Both of Nightingale’s hands met Ritsuka’s thighs as she lowered herself down to her knees. She carefully placed herself on the floor, keeping her head level with his still-rigid member. However, when she noticed it started to soften before she wrapped her lips around it, a heavy breath left her. She brought the same hand that fingered him a moment ago around his waist to do it again. “We’re far from done, Ritsuka. Don’t think you can go soft on me and I’ll stop.”
“Y-Yeah… I had a feeling that was the case. But… you can’t blame a guy for being hopeful, can you…?” In response to his question, Ristuka was met with Nightingale’s teeth gently nipping at the head of his cock. “Ow! What was that for?!”
“Punishment…” Nightingale smirked ever so slightly as she pushed two fingers back into his asshole, stimulating his prostate to harden him once again. “You are not allowed to be hopeful to get away from treatment. One should always strive to be in their best health. And currently, you are not. But I am here to change that.”
Without giving him a chance to respond to her, Nightingale wrapped her lips around the head of his shaft and swiftly took it into her throat. She did not gag or choke around his shaft, able to handle his impressive length without any worry. However, being the specialist that she was, she knew better than to just stay there and swallow around his member. Every man enjoyed having his cock throated like this, but very few could cum just from that.
However, Ritsuka wasn’t getting some simple blowjob treatment from a woman that knew how to use her mouth. No, two fingers were eagerly darting into and out of his asshole, slightly stretching his anal walls. All the while she began to bob her head up and down the length of his shaft, her tongue coiling around his member as she did so. In the back of his mind, he didn’t know just how Nightingale was able to get her tongue to do that, but it certainly sparked something inside of him to feel this happening. Especially when he looked down and saw that stoic expression still on her face. Even though she was fingering his ass, taking his shaft to the base over and over again, she looked like she couldn’t care in the slightest. And something about that seemed to turn Ritsuka on even more.
On the other hand, Nightingale was just doing what she thought was her job. Ritsuka was right that she didn’t care about the fact that she was currently throating his cock while her tongue danced around his member. But he was wrong about the fact that she didn’t care about the situation at all. She was a professional at making sure that every one of her patients was at their peak health when she was done with them. And that was exactly why she was bobbing her head along his member.
Though, it did bring Nightingale a small amount of joy to be able to feel Ritsuka’s heavy heartbeat against her tongue through his shaft. Her heart fluttered for just a moment each time. Maybe it was the fact that he was enjoying himself despite the forceful nature. Maybe it was the fact that she was getting to relieve a patient of their stress. Or maybe it was simply the fact that she was still a woman and had cravings of her own.
Whatever the reason was, Nightingale continued to dance her tongue around his length. She continued to suckle on the head of his cock when she reached it. And she continued to stimulate his prostate to keep him as hard as she was able. There weren’t going to be any breaks until she was satisfied with his treatment. Until he was fully empty and unable to cum anymore, Nightingale was not going to stop.
Fortunately, she didn’t have to. Not when Ritsuka’s throbbing started to become erratic, making it clear that he was on the verge of blowing his load. Nightingale almost immediately began pumping her fingers in and out of his asshole at a faster rate, picking up the pace of her bobbing as well. She wanted him to cum and cum hard. It was the only way to prove that his sexual needs were being properly treated.
Almost as if it was on queue, Nightingale felt Ritsuka’s shaft throb and pulse in her mouth. Only to erupt a moment later, coating her tongue with his seed. Rope after rope of this thick and heated spunk coated her tongue and flooded into her throat, pouring into her stomach even without the nurse needing to swallow. Her eyes fluttered shut as she accepted each drop of seed that started to fill her cheeks, making them puff out a little bit.
Of course, Nightingale wasn’t about to let all of this cum go to waste. It not only showed that Ritsuka indeed needed his sexual needs handled for him, but that he needed help getting the most out of each orgasm. Her heart stayed calm and her face stayed stoic as she started to slowly and carefully swallow down his seed. All the while, her piercing and steady gaze was locked with Ritsuka’s.
It was easy for Nightingale to see the fear-fueled arousal coursing through his eyes. Easy to feel through his cock that he wanted more of her, even as she continued to dutifully swallow away at his seed. Easy for her to hear his whimpers of pleasure now that he was slowly starting to give in to her, making it clear that he wanted her attention now. However, ‘easy’ wasn’t what Nightingale wanted. No proper treatment would come easy for the patient, after all. And this one was no different.
When she finally swallowed down the remainder of Ritsuka’s seed, Nightingale slowly pulled herself off from around his shaft. She made sure to keep her tongue moving along his member as she did so, cleaning it before popping her lips off of it. “There is still one more step to your physical betterment, Ritsuka. Are you prepared to finish this session of your treatment?”
“This session?” The words left Ristuka’s mouth before he had time to think. Was this really only going to be the first session of this? Would Nightingale not be satisfied after this one? It’s not like his sexual health was desperately needed to be in the best condition with his job, right? Multiple questions surged through his mind as he watched Nightingale rise to her feet and grab a firm hold of his shaft. A gentle squeal left the young man as her grip remained incredibly tight. It was clearly in an attempt to keep him from going soft. And much to his surprise, it was doing just that, exciting him and keeping him rigid against her fingers.
