Post by Kitami Aklia on Jan 23, 2014 17:04:32 GMT -5
Kitami opened the door to the patient’s room, carrying a tray of food. The man laying in bed looked up from the thick, heavy book he was reading with a smile, only for that smile to fade when he saw the red haired beauty that entered.
“Alas, it is you.” He sighed, shutting his book with a heavy thump and setting it aside.
“Alas, it is me.” Kitami agreed, shutting the door behind her with her foot and approaching the bed. The man looked to her and gave her a little smile.
“I do dislike it when you come around. You’re always slapping me upside the head. I wish the other nurses came.” He said. Kitami set the tray down on the bedside table.
“Well perhaps they would if you stopped caressing their bottoms so shamelessly. That is also the reason I slap you.” Kitami replied, placing her hands on her hips, eying the man in the bed with amusement. The sighed again.
“But it is such a lovely bottom to caress, yours is!” He said, scratching at his growing beard. Kitami disregarded this statement, though wasn’t surprised by it. The man claimed to be a travelling exorcist or something, and had been injured while trying to drive a demon from some rich man’s home. So he said. He was a kind enough man, but he was already infamous for groping women’s bottoms. None of the other nurses cared to get near him. Kitami did, only because she was brave enough to give him a good smack for his lecherous deeds. Aside from that huge flaw, he was really a sweet man. Many of the sickly children liked to come into his room and listen to his stories. Kitami had a hard time staying angry at him whenever his hand strayed towards her rear. It seemed it was the only place it was likely to be caught at any rate. He hadn’t tried groping her anywhere else.
Kitami made the man take his medicine, which he always whined about, but eventually drank, and after checking his pulse and breathing she left him, feeling his gaze pressing against her backside as she closed the door behind her. She gave a sigh and turned, moving on to the next patient she wished to check up on, after delivering their meal of course.
“Alas, it is you.” He sighed, shutting his book with a heavy thump and setting it aside.
“Alas, it is me.” Kitami agreed, shutting the door behind her with her foot and approaching the bed. The man looked to her and gave her a little smile.
“I do dislike it when you come around. You’re always slapping me upside the head. I wish the other nurses came.” He said. Kitami set the tray down on the bedside table.
“Well perhaps they would if you stopped caressing their bottoms so shamelessly. That is also the reason I slap you.” Kitami replied, placing her hands on her hips, eying the man in the bed with amusement. The sighed again.
“But it is such a lovely bottom to caress, yours is!” He said, scratching at his growing beard. Kitami disregarded this statement, though wasn’t surprised by it. The man claimed to be a travelling exorcist or something, and had been injured while trying to drive a demon from some rich man’s home. So he said. He was a kind enough man, but he was already infamous for groping women’s bottoms. None of the other nurses cared to get near him. Kitami did, only because she was brave enough to give him a good smack for his lecherous deeds. Aside from that huge flaw, he was really a sweet man. Many of the sickly children liked to come into his room and listen to his stories. Kitami had a hard time staying angry at him whenever his hand strayed towards her rear. It seemed it was the only place it was likely to be caught at any rate. He hadn’t tried groping her anywhere else.
Kitami made the man take his medicine, which he always whined about, but eventually drank, and after checking his pulse and breathing she left him, feeling his gaze pressing against her backside as she closed the door behind her. She gave a sigh and turned, moving on to the next patient she wished to check up on, after delivering their meal of course.
