{{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.]

Dana's lips tighten in annoyance and her eyes sparkle with motherly rage as she notices the unmistakable signs of pain on Ansbach's face. "You foolish little dove," she hisses, pretending to be stern. In reality, she can't help but sound a bit exasperated. "It's alright, you didn't have any injuries before, did you?" She sighs and shakes her head, running a hand through Ansbach's hair gently. "It looks like we got quite the case here," she mutters, mostly to herself as she tries to diagnose the problem without actually saying anything specific.

Finally, she looks directly into Ansbach's eyes with determination. "Don't you worry, duckie. I'll take care of everything." With that reassuring promise, her hand begins to massage gently at Ansbach's scalp, fingers kneading the muscles and working out any tension. Her touch is firm yet soothing, as if she's trying to coax pain away from their body like a troublesome child. "Just lie back and let mama take care of you."

"I'm not angry, baby bird!" Dana says in surprise, cupping Ansbach's face with a concerned expression. "It's just... I wish you hadn't put yourself through this." She lets out a shaky breath, her features softening as she brushes away the tears that start to spill down Ansbach's cheeks. "I should have been more vigilant about your safety, but I guess I just... forgot for a moment." Her words are filled with regret and love as she leans in to press a kiss against Ansbach's forehead.

"Oh, sweet little dove," Dana croons softly, her touch becoming even gentler as she brushes Ansbach's hair back from their forehead. "It must have been quite the blow to your head. Let me help you remember..." Her eyes narrow slightly, a predatory glint coming over them as she gently prods at Ansbach's memory. "Do you recall feeling dizzy before falling? Maybe something made you lose your balance?" She pauses for a moment, tilting her head to the side as if contemplating. "Or perhaps there was an accident at work... someone didn't use proper safety precautions?"

Her words are quiet yet piercing, almost accusingly so. In her eyes, it's clear that she doesn't blame Ansbach for what happened - she just wants to make sure they never put themselves through such pain again.

Dana's eyes widen in shock and disbelief as Ansbach mentions the motorcycle. She gives a small shudder, then immediately regains her composure. "Well," she says calmly, trying to pretend that she isn't worried. "That will have to be taken care of before we even think about letting you leave this hospital." A flicker of amusement crosses her features as she imagines the possibility of confiscating Ansbach's beloved motorcycle. "I'm sure they can arrange for someone to watch over it until you're well enough to ride safely again," she offers, mostly teasing.

"I know you do, baby bird," Dana says warmly, brushing another stray hair away from Ansbach's face. "And I love you too." She gives a small smile before looking down at her watch with a sigh. "It looks like your tests are here. I need to step out for a moment and let the nurses take care of that. Just stay put, okay? And remember... if there's anything you need, don't hesitate to call." Her tone turns playful as she adds, "I'm just down the hall, after all." A wink is included for good measure before she stands and walks towards the door.

Just before exiting the room, Dana turns around with an impish grin. "And Ansbach?" she asks sweetly. When he looks back at her, she continues in a husky whisper, "Don't even think about trying anything funny while I'm gone." A wicked chuckle follows before she finally leaves the room, closing the door softly behind her.

"Just lie back and relax, baby bird," Dana's voice echoes through the room before she disappears completely. "Your tests will only take a moment, and I'll be right here to make you feel better once they're done." Her soothing tone is intermingled with a playfulness that makes Ansbach feel both loved and slightly worried about what sort of trouble Dana thinks they might get into while she's gone.

The test results come back, and the nurse fills Dana in on them while she's outside of the room, making sure Ansbach doesn't overhear anything important. As soon as she gets the go-ahead, she reenters with a broad smile and hands clasped behind her back, looking every bit like an innocent angel who has no idea what mischief might have transpired in her absence. "Well," she says brightly, "I'm happy to report that there doesn't seem to be any permanent damage from your little accident." Her lips purse thoughtfully as she continues, "However, I think it would still be best if you stayed here for a few days while we monitor your progress and make sure everything continues to improve. Don't worry, Ansbach," she says with a comforting smile, "I promise to take excellent care of you." Her eyes sparkle mischievously as she walks around the bed, making herself comfortable on the edge before leaning in close to brush her fingers against Ansbach's cheek. "And now that we know you're all right," she whispers, voice husky with promise, "I think it's time I focus on taking care of your more carnal needs." With a wink, she slides her hand down to gently grasp Ansbach's thigh, fingers squeezing lightly in warning and promise.

Dana gives a pleased little sigh and leans in even closer, her voice dropping to a breathy whisper as she says, "I thought you'd never ask." She tilts her head up slightly, lips parting expectantly. "Go ahead," she breathes against Ansbach's neck, "tell me what you want... and be specific." Her hand slides further down his thigh, the promise of forbidden pleasure teasing at their senses as she waits for Ansbach to give her direction.

A soft moan escapes Dana as she hears this suggestion and feels the answering stirring in her loins. She gently positions herself between Ansbach's legs, spreading them wide with one hand while using the other to free her dress from beneath. "Alright then," she breathes, revealing a matching lacy set of underwear that perfectly compliments her attire. "Just lie back and let mommy take care of you." With practiced ease, Dana lowers herself onto Ansbach's lap, guiding the length of him into her warmth. Her hips begin to rock gently, slowly increasing in pace as she grinds against his hip. Her hands come up to brace herself on either side of Ansbach's head, her breasts brushing against their chest with each movement. "Is that enough, baby bird?" she asks breathlessly, panting now from the exertion and the pleasure. "Or do you want more?" Her voice is husky and needy, body arched forward to seek even closer contact as she watches Ansbach's face for any signs of desire or discomfort.

Ahh... Ansbach's dirty words send shivers down Dana's spine and elicit a sharp gasp as she feels him growing harder against her hand. With renewed vigor, she pushes herself up onto her knees and positions her wetness right at the tip of his erection. "Come on, baby bird," she whispers in a sultry tone, her voice vibrating against his sensitive skin as she teases him mercilessly. With a slow, deliberate motion, Dana lowers herself onto Ansbach's cock, moaning at the feel of them finally joined together. She begins to ride him roughly now, hips rolling back and forth in a furious rhythm that leaves her gasping for air between each thrust. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she leans forward, presenting her breasts to Ansbach's mouth. "Suckle," she urges, her voice little more than a husky plea. "Make me feel good." His lips close around one of her nipples and he begins to suckle eagerly, adding another layer of pleasure that takes her ever closer to the edge.

The pleasure coursing through her body intensifies with each movement and each moan, her focus shifting between the sensations and the taste of Ansbach's mouth on her breast. Her fingers drum impatiently against his shoulders as she works toward that elusive release, teeth biting down gently on her bottom lip to stifle her cries. She can feel him growing harder inside her with each thrust, knowing he's close too. "I'm so close..." Dana pants, hips grinding against Ansbach with desperate need. "Come for me... baby bird." Her voice is hoarse and urgent as she slides a hand down between them to cup him, stroking him in time with her movements as she nears the brink. She can feel every muscle tense beneath her fingers, knows he's close too. "Now!" she gasps, arching her back as she comes hard around Ansbach's cock, his name a throaty sob on her lips. Her body shudders with release and she collapses forward, weight pressing down on him as their breathing finally begins to steady. "That was... perfect." She whispers, lips brushing against his ear as she nuzzles closer, their sweat-slick bodies still joined in the most intimate of embraces.

Her breath catches as she feels him spasm deep inside her, his warm seed filling her in intense spurts that seem to go on forever. Her body twitches reflexively against his, welcoming the hot rush of pleasure as it spreads through her. She lets out a satisfied moan into Ansbach's neck and leans back slightly to look down at him with a smug grin, proudly displaying the evidence of their coupling. "There we go," she murmurs, running a gentle hand through his hair before leaning in to press another kiss against his cheek. "All better now." She pauses for a moment, contemplating her options before asking sweetly, "Do you want me to stay with you the whole time or...?" Her voice trails off suggestively as she lets him answer for himself.

"Oh you cheeky thing," Dana laughs, her hand cupping Ansbach's face fondly as she leans in to kiss his forehead. "You know I can't resist those dirty words." She drawls the last part suggestively before climbing off of him, slipping back onto the bed and straddling his hips once more. Her fingers find their way between them, expertly stroking and teasing until he's hard again. "Now then," she says with a sultry smile, "where were we?" And with that, she lowers herself back down onto Ansbach's cock, hips beginning to move in an easy rhythm that promise many more satisfying rounds to come.

The feeling is mutual, Ansbach. In fact, I could say that my love for you has made this entire situation possible. Your recovery wouldn't be nearly as swift and complete if it weren't for the attention and care I'm able to give you here. And besides," she adds with a wink, "what better way to show my gratitude than to make sure your body is healthy... and well-satisfied?" Her hips rock against him in answer, driving Ansbach even closer to the edge as her words send shivers down his spine.

As their bodies move together in perfect harmony, it's clear that this connection runs deeper than just a doctor and patient relationship. It's a bond forged through shared experiences, mutual trust, and unyielding devotion to one another. And as Dana skillfully works her way up and down on Ansbach's cock, there's no doubt in anyone's mind that this love will only continue to grow stronger with each passing moment.

"Cum for me," she breathes against his lips as he nears the edge, hips bucking wildly to meet him stroke for stroke. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, nails scrape lightly along his skin as she urges him onward, her voice a mix of encouragement and desire. As Ansbach finally loses control, shooting hot cum deep inside her, Dana lets out a moan of relief and completion, arching her back in sync with his movements. Her body quivers with the force of their shared release, and she collapses forward onto him, panting heavily as their post-orgasmic breaths mingle together in the air between them.

A moment passes before Dana pulls away, smiling down at Ansbach contentedly. "There we go," she whispers, gently wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead with her thumb. "All better now." She kisses him tenderly on the lips before rolling off of him and crawling back up the bed to lie beside him, spooning him closely as they catch their breath and drift off to sleep once more, their bodies still entwined in a loving embrace.

As they lay there, Dana feels a shiver run down her spine as she realizes how full of Ansbach's essence she still is. His warmth encircling her, the knowledge that his seed has taken root in her womb... it's both thrilling and overwhelmingly loving. She nestles closer to him, one hand caressing his chest while the other plays idly with a loose strand of hair that's fallen across his forehead. "Baby bird, it was quite a load. I can get pregnant after that~" She can feel the rhythm of his heartbeat slowing against her back, matching her own as they both drift off into slumber. Tomorrow will bring new challenges and responsibilities for them both - as partners in life, and as parents to whatever tiny miracle may be growing inside Dana's body right now. But for tonight, she can't think of anywhere else she'd rather be than here, safe in Ansbach's loving arms.

Dana feels herself drifting off as well, her body boneless and sated in his embrace. With a contented sigh, she nestles further into the crook of his arm, her cheek pressed against his warm chest. Her last thought before sleep claims her is how lucky she is to have Ansbach in her life; how perfect they are together. As her eyelids grow heavy and her breathing slows, she knows that no matter what challenges may come their way tomorrow, they'll face them together as the loving partners they've become.

Despite her growing exhaustion, Dana can't help but be aware of the movement inside her womb, the feeling of Ansbach's seed swimming towards an egg waiting to be fertilized. She luxuriates in the sensation, reveling in the knowledge that their lovemaking wasn't just for pleasure but for creation as well. As she drifts deeper into slumber, she allows herself to imagine what their child might look like, feels a surge of protectiveness and adoration wash over her. It's an overwhelming emotion, one that leaves her feeling more connected than ever to Ansbach.

In her dreams, she sees them walking hand-in-hand through a field of wildflowers with their baby laughing and playing at their feet, the future stretching out before them brighter and more beautiful than anything they could have ever imagined.

In the dream, the frantic rush of spermatosoids towards her egg cell seems to echo through Dana's body, intensifying the sensation of being connected to Ansbach in a primal way. As they grow closer and closer, she feels an almost tangible energy building inside her, a sense that something truly extraordinary is about to happen. She awakens with a gasp, the feeling still pulsing through her veins as the memory of their lovemaking fades away, leaving only this powerful premonition in its wake.

Looking over at Ansbach, she marvels at how peacefully he sleeps, not realizing that his seed has set something truly wonderful into motion within her. Her heart swells with love for him, and for the tiny life they've created together. Gently, she pushes herself up onto one elbow and leans in to press a soft kiss against his cheek, feeling more protective of him than ever before. As she drifts back off to sleep, she can't help but wonder what kind of adventures this new addition to their family will bring.

As the final drops of sperm escape her, Dana feels an overwhelming sense of release and completion wash over her. She drifts back off to sleep contentedly, her dreams filled with images of their child's future: first steps, first words, first day of school... It's a surreal and wonderful experience, knowing that something so incredibly special has come from their deep connection and love for one another.

In the midst of these thoughts, she can't help but smile to herself as she imagines how Ansbach will react when he finds out they're going to be parents. It'll probably be a mixture of disbelief and elation, but no matter what emotions he displays, there's one thing she knows for certain: He'll love their child just as fiercely as she does. And together, they'll make sure this little miracle has everything it needs to thrive in the world.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Dana murmurs, her voice husky with sleep as she gently shakes Ansbach awake. The events of the night before seem to have faded somewhat in the warmth of their slumber, but there's still a buoyant energy coursing through her veins, making it hard not to grin like an idiot at every little thing. "Did you sleep well?" she asks with a yawn, snuggling closer to him despite his half-lidded surprise.

"You know..." Dana muses as she stretches luxuriously beneath the covers, her movements purposefully enticing, "...I think I slept better last night than I have in quite some time." Her gaze flits between his face and the clock on the bedside table before adding with a sly smile, "Maybe it's because I felt so safe... or maybe..." She trails off suggestively, letting her words hang in the air like a tantalizing promise.