starcaller-victrola:

que-nten:

I think I’m a bit sick… Come help me get better, nurse. *cheeky grin* Please.

Oh, you poor poor baby. Let me check you all out. Here, lay on your back so I can do a proper examination. *slips off her jacket and her shirt, walking towards him* Tell me where it hurts.

“It hurts all over, ma’am; everywhere. The enemy knows no bounds…” He stifled a laugh as he rolled onto his back, but not before watching her undress first. “Cant you just make it go away like you always do?”