there was nothing wrong with losing a little bit of self control . perhaps this called for a challenge how far she could go before he breaks .
“ mhm . could go all day givin' ya medicine . ” she purred and left kisses along his jawline and down to his neck . >
he had more self control than expected considering her flimsy nurse outfit . a whine emitted from her against rick's mouth , pulling away to catch her breath and involuntarily jerked her hips forward .
“ m-more medicine ? ” she asked and cradled his face in her hands .
the jester leaned forward again , nose brushing against his cheek and slowly moving her lips back to his own . this time the kiss lasted longer — with more passion .
a hand slid to the nape of his neck , fingers playing with his hair .
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gloved hands came to his shoulders , straddling him and trying to remain a professional composure .
“ i can show ya . ” she leaned in to place a soft kiss on his lips . short and sweet . “ better ? or still feelin' unwell ? ”
kickin' butt — i totally get . but the old lady stuff ? not so much . when society fails ya an' marks ya as a monster or freak ya tend to stay away from people .
( his cousin is right . it is nauseating . as much as she wishes she could share the sentiment and optimism ... >
the back of her hand was placed on his forehead to feel if he has fever .
“ poor baby ! tell me 'bout yer symptoms . ”
what does doing good entail ? i wanna know before i sign up fer anythin' . people fucked me over a lotta times .
( suspicious . he really tries to find something good in her , huh ? )









