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My Little Nurse!

Pairing: Boxer Miguel x Tall Nurse! Black reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Sypnosis: After a tough match Miguel needs someone to tend to his wounds. Too bad he doesn't  being touched by anyone but you. His favorite little nurse.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Warning: this is for my stallion bitches!! 🗣️, shower sex, spanking, hints of jealousy, pet name use of( baby, princess), full Nelson, breeding, oral (male receiving),  face paint?

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚WC: 1.4k

You felt tears streaming from your eyes but you couldn't tell if it was from you or the water. Your cheek was squished against the glass shower wall. Broken moans fall from your squished lips.

"Ahh~ M'sorry!" That earned you a slap on the ass making you jerk forward. Who knew getting spanked with hot water falling from above would hurt 10x harder? "Should have thought about that before you decided to run around and play Doc McStuffins", a deep voice grunted from behind you.

You whimpered as you felt his hand press against your back making you arch deeper. "Ugh!" You moaned, feeling rough calloused hands sneak under you to message your breast. "Miguel, please! Not so rough~" You pleaded.

You gulped down a sob as you did your best to take the assault the boxer was giving to your pussy. How could someone so thick and girthy be so deep inside of you? You thought you were tall at a wapping 6 feet tall. But no when you started working on this side of the nursing industry everyone was so large.

It scared you and turned you on. You do miss looking down on people occasionally and still do. But something shifted inside of you when you first started nursing Miguel and the other boxers. Or maybe there was just something about Miguel.

He was able to keep up with you in more ways than one. Hell, sometimes you weren't able to keep up with him. Like now for example.

Miguel grabbed one of your legs lifting it in the air near the direction of the shower head. His face was deep in your neck as he littered hickeys. You seductively bite your lip as you watch the two of you intimately meet.

"Oh fuck!" You gasped, eyes rolling like a bowling ball to the back of your head. As you felt him his tip collided with your soft spot.

Your leg was falling over his shoulder. You weren't just tall-  flexible as well Miguel loved it.

The steam in the shower soon becomes too much, causing both you and Miguel's senses to be clouded. Leaving the rest of your actions to be on pure instinct.

"Fucking gripping me like that" Miguel cursed, eyes focusing on the way your tits bounced. You were struggling to hold your balance, but with Miguel's tight grip on your hips, he held you up to meet him halfway with every thrust.

Each time your ass slams with his pelvis, sprays of water erupt around your both. The way your ass rippled with each powerful thrust drew Miguel insane.

And if you both weren't in the shower but in his bed he would be folding you into all types of positions.

"Oh shit" you squealed, slamming your hand onto the shower glass, hoping for something to grip on as you felt your orgasm hurriedly approaching. "That's it baby cum on your cock" Miguel encouraged, hastily rubbing your clit. Using the water to help stimulate you more.

All it took was for Miguel's tip to continue rubbing against your soft spot before you were creaming around his cock with a scream. "Ugh! That's enough! That's enough!" You screamed as your legs shook post orgasm. But Miguel didn't stop.

Instead, he took your leg from off his shoulder to cup underneath both of your knees. And lifted you, your back pressed against his chest.

Knees flush against your breast. Your eyes widened as your view began to shake. With the force of Miguel bouncing you on his cock. The cream from your previous orgasm is being used as a lubricant. By Miguel's rough movements with his quick pace.

It felt as if your belly bulged out at his girth, leaving no space each time Miguel slammed inside your tight cunt. You cry desperate for him to give you a breather. To at least regulate your breathing. But it all fell upon deaf ears. He slams you back down to the hilt from where you shamefully cum.

Miguel didn't mind, he was content with your actions. He loved the sounds of your soaked skin slapping down on him as he used your body to please his selfish desires. But also yours? He wouldn't necessarily say he liked you. You're just the only one who could keep up with him so far.

He wanted to believe you were just a mindless sleeve to please him. But the way your juicy cunt was sucking him dry had him second-guessing. As his movements froze, a string of curses left his lips.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum, you gotta open up for me. And take my seed like a big girl". He panted into your neck. You nodded your head humming in agreement. And with a shallow thrust, Miguel was painting your insides white.

Your nails dug into Miguel's skin with your jaw falling at the feeling of yourself slowly being stuffed full. "Eh!" you twitched when he pumped inside of you again. You couldn't move as you were being maneuvered to Miguel's full desire, letting out a shaky breath.

Feeling your vision become blind with the steamy air of the shower as the occasional sprays of water come from one of the many shower heads inside.

Miguel pulled you off his cock and onto the wet marble floors of the shower floor. Where you were mainly balancing on your hands rather than your knees for obvious reasons. Dare you to say you felt a bit humiliated by the way Miguel had you wanting to tap out. But you couldn't lie and say you weren't impressed.

Spinning around the sight before you had you want to go another round.

Miguel was leaning up against the wall trying to catch his breath. It seemed the steam was getting to his too. As he attempted to wipe the sweat from his forehead. His eyes found yours. "I don't know what you're thinking, but don't even you little ninfómana"

A smirk displayed across your face at his words as you took his still-hardened cock. Alining the tip to your awaiting tongue. Maintaining eye contact as you swirled your tongue as you slowly went down on him. You slowly took more and more of him into your mouth. Sure to taste all of your leftover cream that's still lingering. From the base of his cock gagged a bit as Miguel placed his hand on the back of your head to make sure you stayed. Eagerly trying to thrust his hips farther than your throat.

With one harsh groan, you pulled away taking Miguel out of your mouth. Using your saliva as lube to jerk him off as Miguel cummed. You stuck your tongue out catching a good amount, but some still missed. Instead of landing on the bridge of your nose and forehead.

Ragged breathing was heard as Miguel analyzed the mess he made on your gorgeous face. Reaching down he cupped the side of your cheek before taking his thumb gathering the cum that you failed to catch to coat on awaiting tongue.

With a 'pop', you released his thumb. Staring at him in silence waiting for his next move. His red eyes staring right back at you. Miguel reached over to turn the water from hot to cold.

There was a bang heard from Miguel's locker room. The voice was muffled but it must've been one of the referees telling him to get ready for his next match. You took that as a sign to get ready to leave.

You open the shower glass door grabbing one of the white cotton towels, wrapping it around your body. Grabbing your discarded clothes you made your way out another exit. "Bye Miguel good luck with your match. Don't want to see you again tonight". You teased.

Hearing the door close, Miguel got underneath the cold water hoping to tame his now-growing erection. "Shit" he cursed- now he's gonna have to let his opponent get a few hits in, especially by any means necessary if he gets to see you again tonight.