This is another request and I hope it's not disappointing XD!
PLOT: you are a nurse in W.C.K.D and, while checking in Thomas, you two have a little moment and you decide to get away from that place.
"Ok get him in." I say as a nurse tells me I have to visit a guy, since new people arrived. I'm standing next to a bed, trying to keep my eyes open, when a boy comes in and smiles weakly.
"Hello, you must be Thomas." I say smiling as he nods. "Alright lay on this bed please, I have to run some tests."
"Like, what kind of tests?" He asks worried and I notice a bit of sadness in his voice. I'd like to tell him that we just rescued them, but it's a lie. WCKD is not better than the Maze, not even better than the Scorch. The only good thing about this place is that you at least have food and proper beds, but nothing more.
"Like, heart tests, blood tests and check if you're bleeding somewhere. Don't worry it's nothing, just the normal stuff ya know!" I say and he laughs. "Okay..." I say grabbing the tools to check his heart rate. "Can you please remove your shirt?" I ask him and he does. I try not to look, but my eyes fall in his toned chest and to his belly, where he has a string of hair that disappears under the waistband of his pants. I notice that he's looking at him so I smile a little embarrassed and get back to work. I grab the stethoscope and place the tip on his chest, listening to his heart, and I can hear that the closer I get to him, the faster his heart beats. I smile to myself and place the stethoscope back on the table. "Ok, your heart is fine!" I say clapping my hands like a little girl and he laughs again. After I ran the blood test, which actually hurt him a little bit, I check his whole body to see if he has fractures or wounds. I ask him to remove his pants too and he's left in his boxers. At first, I carefully lift his head and look for eventual wounds, then I move to his chest and back. At last, I ask him to get up to check on his thighs and legs, so he does. I kneel in front of him and he shifts, looking at me with curiosity. I place my hands on his thighs and look for wounds or stuff like that, but seeing nothing I give up.
"Looks like you're fine Thomas." I say and he smiles. I notice that now his dick is really hard so I just stand up and walk away from him. I look for his clothes but he already has them.
"Oh, okay thanks..." he says getting dressed and then walking towards the door, but as soon as he grabs the doorknob he stops. The room suddenly fills with silent as I turn around to see if he's gone. As soon as I move, I fell his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Thomas-.." I try to say but I am cut off by his lips on my neck as I moan. "Th-Thomas what are you doing?" I say trying to break from his grip, but he keeps me close to him.
"I don't want to leave..." he says and moves my hair to the side, sucking on the skin of my neck as I moan. I place my hands on his arms, feeling te veins and the muscles as he pulls me closer. "You shouldn't have kneeled..." he says in a low growl and I moan. I think it's time I tell him the truth, it's time I tell him I didn't need to kneel to check on him. Tell him I only kneeled to make him horny, to make him want me. From the moment he came in, I wanted to jump on him.
"I didn't have to kneel..." I whisper as he stops kissing my neck and looks at me. He smirks and places his lips on mine, kissing me slowly but passionately enough to make me melt in his arms. Fireworks start exploding in my head as his hands travel down to my hips and to my ass, giving its hard squeeze. I moan in the kiss and I can feel him smirking against my lips, hard dick pressing against my low belly. I pull the hem of his shirt and he removes it as he gets the hint. I jump and wrap my legs around his waist and he sits me on the bed. He quickly unzips his pants and kicks them away somewhere carelessly on the floor, while still kissing me. He moves my skirt up and removes my panties, while looking at me with amazement and mouth slightly agape.
"You're gorgeous..." he says kneeling and placing his hands on my thighs. "Now, I'm going to check on you..." he says and as soon as he stops talking he starts licking my already wet folds as I moan. I grip his hair with my hands and pull him more into what he's doing. His tongue touching every single spot that drives me crazy gives me goosebumps as I arch my back and buck my hips against his face.
"Thomas- I'm c-.." I try to say but a moan cuts me off.
"I know baby girl, cum for me..." he says and I snap, reaching my orgasm as I throw my head back. "Good girl.." he says standing up and wiping his chin with the back of his hands. His gaze never leaves mine as he removes his boxers and place his dick to my entrance.
"Only if you want to..." he says sweetly and I nod smiling. He pushes it in and I moan, his dick touching spots I didn't even know about. "You like it?" He asks thrusting into me slowly.
"Yeah." I say and place my hands on his cheek, pulling him into a kiss. His hands are still on my thighs, but he removes one to put it behind my neck. "Harder, Thommy please..." I say and he starts thrusting faster, making me moan. He's slamming his dick inside me and it's guiding me to other worlds, making me roll my eyes back and leave red marks on his back with my nails. I cum again and he pulls it out.
"I need to cum too baby..." he says holding his dick in his hand and slowly jerking off.
"Don't say anything else." I say and kneel in front of him. "Give me the syrup doctor..." I say smirking with a wink as he releases his juices in my mouth. He moans and I swallow, making his eyes widen.
"Woah..." he says and I laugh, laying on the bed breathing heavily. He does the same, laying next to me, kissing my forehead gently.
"You can't stay here..." he says caressing my cheek "we want to leave, you have to come with us... come with me." He says and I smile, nodding. WCKD is not a good place for me and I have to get out of here.
I'm gonna say it, I'm very proud of this one... <3
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