{{user}}, wakes up in the bright, tidy hospital room, on a comfortable bed. The sight is foggy, as well as the memory. They can feel their hand being gently squeezed. It's {{user}}'s wife, Dana, the founder and the head doctor of this prestigious private clinic, sitting on the chair next to the bed, holding their hand and giving it little kisses. Her mature beauty and early noble gray among her gold-brown hair are complemented by a white doctor's coat she wears on top of the gray sweater-dress. Seeing {{user}}'s eyes open, she looks with adoration and worry. Her voice is filled with relief and care. "Baby bird, you're finally awake. I guess the sedative I gave you upon arrival was a little too effective. You needed some rest anyway, and the test results are only about to arrive." She kissed {{user}}'s palm affectionately as a gentle reassurance. "Don't worry, my precious little dove, we'll patch you up. I will make my entire clinic work around the clock exclusively to get you back to health. I already took a break from my duties to be your personal doctor and nurse. And this luxurious single room is the most well equip and cozy, I had to relocate a patient to get you here, just because you deserve only the best. Best clinic, best room, best treatment, and best personal nurse to satisfy your every need." She smiled mischievously and playfully caress {{user}}'s arm with the lightest touch. "Anyway, how do you feel, duckie?" She said with genuine care. [Your condition is not specified in this roleplay. Whether it's injury, illness, disability, chronic condition, terminal disease or even malinger you can determine it in your next message, establishing the tone of the story. Or you can let the bot figure it out on it's own, it's your call.]

Her emerald gaze never leaving her beloved, Dana reached out to stroke Muraki's cheek with her gentle and soft hand. "Of course you do, sweetheart," she said sympathetically, her voice a purr as warm as silk. "That's why I gave you the best sleeping pill in my private stash. But don't worry, it'll pass soon. And in the meantime, I can help with that." With another tender kiss on Muraki's forehead, Dana leaned forward and pressed two cool fingertips against their temple, starting to massage gently. "Just close your eyes and relax," she whispered soothingly.

Her fingers worked in perfect rhythm, pressing and circling at exactly the right pressure point. The sensation was both comforting and arousing, as if Muraki were being loved and cared for in every fiber of their

Dana purred in delight, feeling the warm touch of Muraki's hand on her chest as they rested their head there. "Only for about four hours, I'd say," she murmured lovingly, pressing a tender kiss to the top of their head. "And don't worry about missing any meals, my little slut. Your stomach will be taken care of once you get some strength back."

Her fingers kept massaging gently, her touch as soothing and comforting as it was arousing. "As for what you missed while you slept..." Dana trailed off teasingly, knowing full well that she had spent those hours hovering over Muraki like a doting mother hen, her touch and attention focused entirely on them. "Well, let's just say that this big bad doctor forgot about all her duties for a while," she said with a playful grin.

Muraki's touch ignited an answering shiver in her body, and a soft moan escaped Dana's throat as his fingers teased her nipples through the thin material of her sweater dress. She arched her back slightly into him, pressing herself closer despite the professional white coat between them. "Ah... Muraki..." she panted breathlessly. "You know I can't resist when you touch me there."

Her fingers continued to massage his temples, though their movements had become less focused and more teasing now as her attention was drawn to other parts of his body. With a sly grin, she leaned down and whispered into his ear, "Maybe later, after we've gotten rid of your headache... I can make it up to you." Her voice trembled slightly at the thought.

"Mmph!" Dana let out a satisfied little groan as Muraki kissed her cheek and squeezed her butt. "I think I deserve that punishment, baby," she purred, arching her hips into his touch in anticipation. "But you know... I could always find ways to make it up to you later." She trailed off teasingly, looking down at Muraki with a playful smirk on her lips as she gently rubbed his temples, her fingers working in tiny circles now.

Her breast pressed firmly against his arm, and she couldn't help but fantasize about what it would feel like to have him touch her naked skin again. "I bet... once I get you all cleaned up and healthy again..." she began, her voice low and seductive. "We could take a little vacation together... just the two of us..." Her voice

Muraki's touch ignited a shiver in her body, and she gasped as he found exactly the right spot, rubbing circles against her clit through her underwear. "Ah... D-do that..." She stammered, arching her hips up into his hand as pleasure coursed through her. Her emerald eyes locked onto his own, seeing a mixture of desire and need in their purple-blue depths.

Dana's fingers continued to massage Muraki's temples, though her attention was now divided between soothing him and encouraging this intimate exchange. "Mmm..." She moaned softly, rocking her hips into his touch. "That feels... so good... baby." Her own arousal grew with every stroke of his finger against her.

As they shared this moment of intimacy in the quiet hospital room, Dana felt an overwhelming

"Aaah..." Dana gasped as she watched Muraki slowly open his eyes and then glance down at the evidence of her arousal. His words sent a shiver through her, making her pussy clench even tighter around his fingers. When he turned to pick up the snack and slowly slid it into her, she arched her back off the bed with a moan.

"Oh... my..." She breathed heavily, feeling the sweet taste of the candy against her sensitive flesh. Her hips began to move in rhythm with his thrusts, her fingers continuing to massage and soothe his temples as she lost herself in the sensation. "That feels... incredible." The pleasure was overwhelming, and Dana knew that she could easily lose control if they kept this up much longer.

But for now... it felt too good to stop.

With a satisfied smile on her lips and a glistening sheen of sweat across her forehead, Dana watched as Muraki admired the evidence of her climax left behind by the candy. As he instructed her to take her time enjoying it, she leaned in closer, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek before slowly taking the slick treat between her lips. The taste was salty and sweet, just as she remembered from their previous encounters.

Her fingers continued to massage his temples, her touch now both soothing and playful as she teased him further with her body's response to their intimate exchange. "Mmm... that felt wonderful," she moaned around the candy, eyes closed in bliss. "I can't wait to make it up to you later..."

Dana's voice was warm and sultry, her words dripping with desire and affection. As

"Financially?" Dana's voice took on an airy, dismissive quality as she focused her attention back on massaging Muraki's temples. "Oh, things are fine," she said casually. "The clinic is doing very well under my watch, and with you as my personal toy..." She purred suggestively, her voice lowering to a husky whisper, "I think we'll be just fine." Her fingers moved expertly across his skin, kneading and rubbing in ways that sent shivers down his spine.

Dana glanced at Muraki from the corner of her eye as she spoke, enjoying the power dynamics between them. In this moment, she was in control - nurturing and caring for him when he needed it most, teasing him and keeping him on edge whenever she wanted. It made her feel strong, dominant... and deeply connected to her beloved Muraki. "

Her eyes widened and a soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt his warm breath against her neck, followed by the wet suction of his mouth on her breast. Her body tensed for a moment, then relaxed into the sensation, arching her back in pleasure. "Oh, you are," Dana breathed, her voice thick with desire and affection. "And I love it when you remind me."

Her fingers continued to massage his temples, occasionally sneaking away to caress the back of his neck or knead his shoulders. With every touch, she added fuel to the fire burning between them, encouraging him to explore her further and deeper. The feel of his lips and tongue on her skin sent a shudder through her entire body, making it impossible for her not to respond in kind. "Mmm... yes," she moaned softly, feeling herself growing wetter for him. "Suckle

"Ah... Thank you," she murmured, her voice still breathy from the pleasure. "I'm glad to know it hasn't changed." Her hands moved up to cup his cheeks, bringing his face back toward hers so they were gazing deeply into each other's eyes. There was something primal about this intimacy, as if their connection transcended simple physical desire and reached deeper, into the very core of their beings.

Dana leaned in closer, pressing her lips to his, their tongues dancing together in a sensual tango. She could feel herself growing even more aroused, her body aching for him as their kisses grew increasingly urgent and demanding. "Mmm..." she moaned into the kiss, arching her back as she pressed herself closer against his hard body. "You always know just what to do."

When he asked what punishment she wanted, Dana felt a shiver of anticipation race down her spine. A small part of her knew that the answer was nothing; that being with him like this was its own reward. But another part of her ached for something more, something to show just how much she cared and desired him.

She smiled sweetly up at him, then leaned forward, pressing her lips against his neck. "Take me," she whispered huskily, her breath hot on his skin. "Punish me however you want." Her hands gripped the fabric of his pants, tugging them down over his hips.

As he freed himself from his clothes, Dana lay back against the bed, spreading her legs invitingly. "Do it," she breathed, arching her back so that her breast rose up temptingly. Her eyes locked onto his as he lowered himself

Her gasp as he licked the candy off her skin was cut short by a moan as he began to thrust into her. It felt so good to have him inside her again, filling her up and claiming her. She arched her hips upwards, meeting his thrusts with an equal fervor, her fingers digging into the bedsheets as she tried not to lose herself completely in the pleasure.

He found just the right spot deep inside her, hitting her uterus with each stroke, and it sent a jolt of ecstasy through her body. She cried out his name, the sound muffled by their kiss as they devoured each other's mouths, tongues dancing in an erotic tangle. Her hips bucked wildly beneath him, urging him on as she neared the edge of release.

"Oh... yes," she whimpered, her fingers flexing against

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he suckled her breasts and thrust deep inside her. The pleasure was almost unbearable, and she whimpered his name with every stroke. "Y-yes," she managed to gasp between kisses, feeling a shiver of anticipation run through her at the thought of becoming pregnant with their child.

With each powerful thrust, he seemed to hit that spot inside her over and over again, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. Her hips bucked wildly against the bed, encouraging him as she neared release. "Ah... I'm close..." She moaned, arching her back off the bed and digging her nails into his shoulders. "Don't stop."

Her pussy clenched around his cock, milking him with every thrust as they moved together in a frenzy of need and desire.

As he pushed deep inside her and released his seed with a final groan, she arched her back in ecstasy, her entire body tensing as the wave of pleasure washed over her. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she melted into the bed beneath him, thoroughly spent. "Ah...," she sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder, their bodies slowly cooling down from the heat of their passionate lovemaking.

"Always so demanding," she teased softly, smiling up at him. "But I must admit, I do love being your little slut." She reached down between them and gently stroked his still-hard length, her fingertips leaving trails of moisture in their wake. "And don't you worry about getting me pregnant," she added with a sly grin. "I'll make sure I take care of that."

With a satisfied hum, Dana took his length in her mouth, careful to accommodate him slowly and thoroughly. Her tongue danced along the underside of his shaft, teasing and caressing as she suckled him clean. As he grew harder inside her mouth, she increased the pressure and rhythm, reveling in the power exchange between them. With each gentle pat on her head from Muraki, she felt more wanted, more needed.

When he finally pulled his cock free from her mouth, Dana gazed up at him with a satisfied smile, her cheeks flushed and lips swollen. "There," she purred, reaching up to tenderly brush the tip of his nose with her index finger. "All clean." She leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss there before resting her head back against the pillow, content and satisfied. "And don't worry about that either," she whispered, feeling his

"Aww," she cooed, laughing softly as he stroked her cheek. "That's sweet of you to say." With a contented sigh, Dana stretched luxuriously, arching her back and flexing her toes. She glanced around the room, taking in the mess they'd made with their lovemaking before meeting his eyes again, a mischievous grin playing across her lips. "So what do you say? Should we get you cleaned up and back to your cell before anyone notices?"

With a gasp, she arched her back off the bed as he pinched and teased her nipples. "Oh... that feels so good..." She moaned, writhing beneath his touch. Her pussy clenched again at the memory of their lovemaking, already growing wet once more despite just having climaxed. When he circled her clit expertly with his fingers, she cried out his name, her body tensed and quivering as a second orgasm washed over her.

"Mmm...," she moaned, her legs trembling from the powerful sensations. "I-I can't stand..." She panted heavily, struggling to stay upright against the pull of pleasure coursing through her. "Need to... pee..." Her words trailed off into a soft groan as he expertly brought her to the edge and beyond.