Erotic Short Stories

My Marine (1)

*if this one reminds you of a certain NCIS episode... You would be correct. I loved that episode, but I hated how it ended and we didn't see anything from him for a couple seasons after that. So that's how this short started-the same beginning of the story but with a twist. There are other differences, like the man in the episode didn't have any family, Gibbs had more of a hands-on approach with the marine vs Ziva, etc. I hope you enjoy this one! 

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I walked into the hospital room to see the large man lying on the table. Immediately my eyes covered the rest of the room, inventorying everything. The tray on the hospital table next to the bed, the curtains pulled across the windows, the couch against the windowsill and the television on low volume. And how the man on the bed's muscles bulged more than one would normally have.

Crossing the room, I stood next to the man's bed and looked down at the man, before looking over at my boss.

"We were sent here because of his sister, who called in that he was being poisoned. You're here to watch over him while we figure out what's going on." Her boss nods at her, and she nods back. "Keep your phone on, if we find what's wrong then we'll have to take immediate action."

"Understood." I reply, nodding as he and my partner both go directly into the lab with our laboratory agent. I turn back to the man when he touches my hand.

"Who are you?" The man on the bed asks, and I fight the urge to smile.

"Special Agent Jasna Nidia at your service." I turn and look at him.

"Nice to meet you Jasna. Can I call you Jasna or do you want me to call you Agent Nidia?" He asks, pulling some of the charm off even as he was restrained.

"Don't tell anyone, but you can call me Jasna, Corporal." I wink, moving over to the chair next to his bedside.

"Ah, so you already know about me." Corporal Byre smiles at me. "That's unfair, I don't know much about you. Are you single?"

I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face. "If you must know, yes I am single Corporal."

"Call me Kendrick, as long as I can still call you Jasna." He's back at it with that cheeky smile, and I just shake my head with a similar smile on my face. "Where did my sister go, by the way?"

The smile doesn't slip off my face, I make sure of that. "She stepped out to the cafeteria, I believe."

"You're a shitty liar, Nidia." Kendrick says, and I shake my head and laugh.

"She wasn't lying, you big flirt." His sister walks back into the room and smacks his foot with the newspaper she brought with her. "Did you guys find anything yet?"

"No, it'll take our technician probably half an hour before she gets the results." I say smoothly, checking my phone. No missed calls, no texts from the boss man. I slip it back in my pocket and walk over to the IV drip. Touching a few of the settings, I see something that's troubling me. I take a quick photo and send it to my boss along with my thoughts.

"You a nurse on the side of the whole Secret Agent thing?" Kendrick jokes again from the bed, and I smile.

"Something like that." I don't like to disclose all my secrets to people who could potentially be murderers. And even though his sister called it in, doesn't mean I'll rule her out until I have all the facts. After I refuse to reveal any more information about myself, the brother and sister duo grow quiet and watch the television.

The boss drops back in with a file about a half an hour later, and pulls me out to the side outside the room to talk to me. "What did your text message mean in English?"