Chapter 151: Sister Seraphina [2] [R-18]

Amon began moving inside her with slow, deep thrusts.

The tight, wet heat of Seraphina’s body gripped him with every stroke.

Her soft walls fluttering and clinging as if reluctant to let him pull back.

He kept his weight mostly off her at first as his hands braced on either side of her head.

Amon watched the way her expression changed each time he sank all the way in.

There was more than lust in her gaze; there was trust, and relief that they were here together after the dungeon.

The short nurse skirt was bunched around her waist.

The black stockings framed her raised legs, the fabric smooth and slightly cool against his hips.

Soft, wet sounds filled the quiet hotel room as he moved his hips.

"How’s the treatment so far, Nurse?" he asked, voice lower than usual.

Seraphina’s breath hitched. "The patient is responding well... ah~ deeper is better. Please continue at this depth."

Amon let out a soft chuckle and followed her advise.

He lowered more of his weight onto her, his chest pressing against the soft swell of her breasts through the thin nurse top.

The lace scraped lightly against his skin; her nipples were already stiff, dragging across his chest with every thrust.

The new angle let him push harder. Each stroke drove the head of his cock against the furthest point inside her, the slick heat surrounding him completely.

The scent of her arousal mixed with the faint remaining trace of shower soap.

"Your heart rate is elevating rapidly~." Seraphina managed between moans, still trying to stay in character even as her fingers tightened on his shoulders. "I need to monitor the patient’s condition closely."

"Then keep monitoring. Tell me what you feel."

"I feel... the injection spreading. It’s very effective. Too effective and it feels safe~ I didn’t expect it to feel this safe."

He picked up the pace. The wet sound of their bodies meeting grew louder.

Seraphina’s legs tightened around his waist, the smooth stockings sliding against his sides.

Her hands gripped his shoulders harder. The nurse cap had slipped completely to one side, pale-blue hair sticking damply to her neck.

"Ah~ the medicine is really good~"

"Good to know."

Amon kept the rhythm strong and steady.

He reached between them and rubbed her clit with his thumb in slippery circles while he continued thrusting.

Her wetness coated his fingers. Seraphina’s walls fluttered around him in quick pulses.

Her breathing turned short and broken against his ear.

There was a softness in the way she looked at him now, even through the roleplay.

"Patient is approaching... overload," she gasped. "Fuck! I~ I can’t maintain professional composure~"

"Then stop trying. Cum for me, Nurse. I’ve got you."

"That’s not~ ah~"

"You’re allowed."

Seraphina’s back arched. A sharp cry left her throat as she climaxed, walls clamping down hard around his cock in strong, rhythmic pulses that milked him.

Amon fucked her through it, slowing only enough to let her ride the waves without pulling out.

Her thighs trembled against his sides, muscles jumping under the stockings.

Soft, broken moans kept spilling from her lips even after the peak passed, and for a moment she simply held onto him.

Her forehead resting against his, the warm puff of her breath mixing with his.

"Treatment... successful," she whispered once she could speak again. "Thank you... for being careful with me."

Amon pulled free with a wet sound and guided her onto her stomach.

Seraphina understood immediately.

She raised her hips high, presenting herself, the soft curves of her ass open for him.

The short white skirt still framed her.

The skin of her lower back was warm and slightly damp under his palms.

There was no hesitation in the way she offered herself.

Amon moved behind her, his hands settling on her hips, feeling the give of her flesh, and pushed back inside in one smooth thrust.

"Ah~!"

The sudden fullness made her fingers twist in the sheets.

The heat of her body closed around him again, even tighter from behind.

"Still monitoring the patient?" he asked, his voice rough as he began thrusting again, but softer than before.

"Y-yes... the patient’s condition remains severe. Deeper administration is required. I trust you to give it."

He fucked her harder from behind, the wet slap of skin against skin filling the room.

His One hand stayed on her hip, fingers digging into soft flesh, while the other reached around to cup her breast through the nurse top.

The thin fabric was damp with sweat; he squeezed and pinched the stiff nipple, feeling it harden further between his fingers.

The way she pushed back to meet him told him she wanted this as much as he did.

"Your insides are still so tight after cumming," he said.

"That’s... normal for this type of treatment," she answered, voice shaky but still trying. "Please continue administering the full dose. I want all of it."

"Full dose coming up."

Amon drove into her with deep, powerful strokes, watching the way her ass bounced with every impact, the soft flesh rippling slightly.

Seraphina’s fingers twisted tighter in the sheets. Soft, helpless moans spilled from her with every thrust, mixed with broken attempts to stay in character.

The scent of sex hung heavier in the air now.

"The medicine is... working too well~ ah~ I can feel it hitting the deepest point every time~"

"That’s intentional. I want you to feel all of it."

"My stamina is... decreasing rapidly~"

"Then take it. You’re doing perfectly. You’re always perfect for me."

He kept talking to her, low and steady, while his hips never slowed.

The heat between them grew sharper; a fine sheen of sweat covered both their bodies.

Amon felt his own climax building fast, the pressure coiling low in his stomach.

His grip on her hips tightened, but he still made sure every movement stayed controlled enough not to hurt her.

"I’m close," he warned. "Where do you want the rest of the medicine?"

Seraphina immediately pulled forward, the loss of him leaving a wet trail across her thigh.

She turned her body so she faced him on her knees.

She wrapped both hands around his slick cock and stroked him rapidly, aiming the head toward her face.

There was no reluctance in her eyes but only a heat.

"Then release the remaining dose here," she said, looking up at him with flushed cheeks and hazy eyes. "Direct application to the nurse’s face is acceptable. I want it."

"You sure?"

"Positive."

She kept on using her hands to satisfy him as Amon came hard.

Thick, hot ropes of cum landed across her cheeks, her lips, and the bridge of her nose.

Some of it caught on the edge of the crooked nurse cap and dripped slowly down the side of her face.

The warmth of it contrasted with the cooler air of the room.

Seraphina kept stroking him through every pulse until he finished, her eyes half-lidded, accepting everything he gave her without flinching.

She blinked, then raised two fingers, gathered a bit of the cum from her cheek, and brought it to her mouth.

Her tongue tasted it slowly, the salt lingering.

"It tastes nice," she said quietly. "Slightly salty... but not bad. I don’t mind it at all."

Amon looked down at her.

She was flushed, messy and still in the ruined nurse outfit, his cum streaked across her face and lips shiny.

Amon felt himself harden again almost immediately.

The sight of her like this, open and unguarded with him, stirred something deeper than simple desire.

Seraphina noticed. A small, tired smile curved her lips.

She reached out and brushed her fingers lightly along the length of him, feeling the renewed heat.

"It seems the patient still requires additional treatment," she said softly. "And the nurse is still willing to provide it."