Sick Days

A Krystal Hyrule fanfiction and RP

You know the drill people.

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In retrospect maybe she deserved this. Someone had decided to punish her for being so arrogant and assuming that rain would feel good on the skin for nearly four hours. So now a few days later Krystal lay in her bed curled up in utter pain as her heated body tried to tell itself that it was freezing and that cough annoyed her to no end. Right now she was being equally tortured as her husband was sitting lovingly next to her attempting to get her temperature. Krystal had refused to open, not wanting anyone to see how weak and tired she felt.

"Come now Babylove, I need to see what your fever is at right now." Lee said soothingly as he tried for the fourth time to coax her to open her mouth.

"No." Krystal muffled under the sheets.

"You know there is more than one way to take a temperature." Lee said in an ominous tone. As a nurse you should know this.

"Don't care, not coming out." She said as she curled into a tighter ball.

"Alright young lady, you have exactly five seconds to take this thermometer before I go and get the rectal one." Lee said as he smacked her covered bottom.

With a grunt of distress and annoyance Krystal attempted to move her bottom out of the way of his smacks. Lee sighed and got up from the bed and went for the medicine cabinet. Retrieving the long tube Lee returned and pulled his wife's covers away before pulling down her panties. Krystal wigged and in her tired state couldn't move very far.

"Now, now. Lee said as he easily held her down. I gave you a choice now you made this one. Maybe this will teach you to obey me more often." Lee said as he coaxed Krystal to relax. Krystal flushed with embarrassment and whined. "No! I'll use the regular one!"

"Too late." Lee replied with a smirk as he lubricated the thermometer up and slid the glass in between Krystal's cream cheeks into her puckered entrance. The intrusion felt weird as Krystal tried to get comfortable with the tube firmly planted into her pink hole. Lee rubbed the petite bottom in front of him as he counted the seconds until the accurate reading would come up.

"See? Now that wasn't so bad," Lee chided as the thermometer finally let out a high pitched beep, indicating it was finished with its scan. He gently pulled it loose from its fleshy sheath, then held it up to examine the reading. "Just as I figured... You've got yourself a pretty bad fever."

"It was horrible and you should be ashamed of what you did." Krystal moaned as the thermometer left her. She sat up and let the covers fall. "And I don't care if it's high, I told you, Hylian's can take care of themselves." She snapped as she attempted to get away from her over bearing caretaker. "Now move, I'm hungry."

"The only reason I should be ashamed," He replied, staying firmly where he was, "would be because my wife is too childish to even take her temperature properly. If you Hylians can take care of yourselves so well, then how did you get sick, hmm?" He didn't really like being rude to her like this, but sometimes it was the only way to get through to her. "Now until you can prove to me you're completely better, you're going to stay right there in that bed. I'll go make you some soup, if you're really that hungry."

"I was not being childish!" Krystal barked and coughed heavily. "But, I suppose soup would be fine." Krystal looked up at Lee's stern expression and hoped her puppy eyes would soften him. He should know she really didn't mean to be rude; she just hated being pampered and sick. Hopefully he would leave so she could get the hell outta dodge and make her antidote in her lab. Getting caught would have dire consequences for her rump but it was better than being sick. Right?

"Soup it is then," he nodded in reply. He knew it couldn't be that easy, that she had something up her sleeve, but he had a plan. "You stay right there, and I'll be back in a few minutes." He leaned close and pressed his lips to her forehead, despite her squirming to the contrary. Her forehead was so warm... He was worried, but he didn't say anything. Rather, he stood to his feet and make his way to the door, stopping just long enough to grab the key hidden on top of the nearby bookshelf. "Try and get comfortable. I'll be back." The door closed with a soft click, and a second click announced that the lock had been lowered into place. Krystal smiled to herself when he agreed and the kiss made her feel a little guilty. She leaned back and pretended to get comfortable. She hadn't notice him stop before the door but she did notice the second click.

"That had better not be the lock." She growled as she clamored out of bed and padded over to the door. Testing it she found that it was, indeed, locked. "Damn that man." Krystal hissed as she coughed again. "Well there's more than one way out of this room." Walking over the window she opened it and clamored out onto the roof. "Seriously is he forgetting whose father built this place? I know all the ins and outs." The roof was still slick from the rain but being a ninja had its perks. She padded over to the window leading to their oldest son's bedroom and slipped it open. The window creaked slightly and Krystal cursed. Her stuffy head made her forget his window needed oiling. Holding for a second to listen for sounds she smiled when she heard none and lowered herself into the room. "Now, all I have to do is get past Lee in the kitchen and get to my lab."

Downstairs Lee sighed with disappointment when he heard the creak of the window. He had been afraid she would try that. He grabbed a couple carrots off the counter and set to chopping them, waiting for her to come through the kitchen. Why couldn't she just listen for once?

Back with Krystal, she had made her way downstairs and was now peeking around the corner into the kitchen. This was perfect! Krystal saw Lee set to chopping carrots, busy as always. Such a lovely man. Just as she was about to walk quietly around the island counter she felt a sneeze coming on. "I will murder you." She told herself as she held her nose and hoped that it would go away. After a few tense moments Krystal let out a breath. Walking toward the island she was so busy watching Lee she hadn't noticed the puddle of water on the floor. She stepped in it too fast and slipped. Grabbing the counter she flailed without making a sound attempting to keep Lee focused of the carrots. If he had been looking he might have laughed out loud at her expression. Finally getting a hold of herself Krystal looked up to see Lee grab a box of barley for the soup. Good. She slinked forward and grabbed the handle to the door of her lab. Almost there.

Unbeknown to Krystal Lee indeed saw her, the metallic coating in front of the stove allowed him to see her sneak past. "Just let her go..." He told himself, fighting the urge to whip around and scold her. But there was no point to it, now. She'll go and mess around in her lab, and who knows? Maybe she'd actually cure herself. Or make it worse. Either way, it was his job to take care of her. She'd come back to cold soup and a disappointed husband, and hopefully the guilt trip would be enough to settle her down.

With Krystal the lab was cold and made her shiver. She walked down the stairs and walked over to her table. Stubbing her toe she cursed aloud and clapped a hand over her mouth. Oh if Lee heard her, he would be so mad. Lying and cursing were what really got her in trouble, and a heated bottom. Listening intently she sighed and grabbed beaker and her lab book on Hylian sicknesses. Hopefully she could cook up the antidote on a few minutes and be back upstairs before Lee noticed. He always took long to cook.

Back upstairs Lee's eyebrow rose up a bit as her voice echoed from the lab. Sneaking out and swearing? Oh, she would not be making it out of this one pain-free... He finished gathering the ingredients for the soup and tossed them into the pot of boiling water he had set on the stove, stirring them occasionally with a large wooden spoon.

Krystal sighed as none of her symptoms matched what was in her book. "Don't tell me I caught a new strain." She whined to the air. She should have stayed in bed after all. Least she didn't get caught, which she considered a win in the whole situation. Grabbing some of her homemade cold/flu relief she took a table spoon and unscrewed a cap from her headache pills and took two. Placing them both back on the table she stubbed her toe, once again on the table. "Rassin frassin damn dumb table I'll smash you in half if you don't freaking quit getting in my way." She barked as she slammed a fist in the poor metal table leaving a dent. Disappointment and guilt made her feel empty after her anger explosion. She sighed and made her way upstairs and opened the door. Lee was still at the stove stirring the ingredients. Hopefully he didn't put curry in it; she hated the hot stuff he adored so much. It would be her luck that he did. "Sweat out the sickness!" He would exclaim as she die from the heat of it. She silently gigged at her inside joke and sneaked back past the island. She heard him set down the spoon he was holding forcefully and for a second her heart raced and she hoped he didn't know she was there.

Lee had been hoping he would be able to finish the soup before she came back, but he had no such luck. He had had time while the soup was cooking to make other preparations, however. Krystal would find, when she tried them, that the bedroom door was still locked. And it wouldn't be long before she found their son's room locked as well. In fact, all entrances that would allow her to sneak back into the room had been sealed off, leaving her only one option. He set the spoon down on the counter, a little more forcibly than he had intended, and waited for her to speak first.

Krystal didn't wait, nearly flying up the stairs she went to their bedroom door. It was still locked she slapped her forehead for forgetting and slinked towards Ranma's room. The knob wouldn't budge. Krystal panicked. She knocked hoping that he had come home early from his soccer camp which was three days away. No answer, she felt her stomach drop. An icy feeling over took her as she not only tried Sango's door and Diana's but both of them were shut tight, even the damn nursery was locked. Every door from her office to the bathroom in the guest room was locked. She leaned up against the wall and bit her lip. He could be done any second and when he came up...!

"Oh God, he knows! I'm so dead!" Krystal whined as she put her hands back to cover her backside. This was not good. He only left her with one option and she hated that option. Her heart raced as she walked slowly back down stairs. Stopping outside the kitchen her guilt was really high, she nearly ran back to the bedroom door and somehow break it down. Alas in her weak state she wouldn't have been able to splinter it without a quick burst of anger. "Some bearer of the Triforce you are." Krystal bemoaned to herself. When she stepped into the kitchen she half expected him to be turned around still cooking. Or even the sarcastic, "Well, well, how did you get out little girl?" would have been better than the stern, disappointed expression on with his foot tapping on the ground.

"Lee-sama?" Krystal whispered with her head down. She heard him sigh and walk over.

She felt terrible about what she had done, he could tell. But it was too late for both of them, now. She had made the decision, and now they both had to play their roles. He stepped up a little ways in front of her, close enough that she could hear him even with a soft voice, but far enough away that she wouldn't get any ideas about clinging to him.

"...Was it worth it?"

A tear slipped down her cheek. He was too far away to hug but she could hear the shame on you voice dripping from his words. "Was it worth it?" Was it? She didn't get anything accomplished, she got caught and she disappointed her husband. Gripping the hem of her nightshirt she shook her head no. She couldn't bear a verbal answer. He sighed quietly. This had gone on long enough. Hopefully, she would remember this feeling next time she thought about sneaking out. Without another word, he turned away and stepped over to the counter, lightly picking up the wooden spoon he had used to stir the soup and weighing it in his hands. He then set it down long enough to turn the heat down on the stove, then grabbed the spoon and turned toward the hall. He walked silently past Krystal, but an unspoken 'follow me' could almost be felt in the air as he pulled the bedroom key out of his pocket.

Urgh she hated herself. She whimpered as she stood rooted the spot for a second before trialing after him. The walk up was silent, the turn of the lock made her throat dry, more than it already was, and she spoke. "Lee-sama, I'm really-" She began before she was cut off by his sideways glance. The lock turned and clicked signaling the door could open. With it open she could feel the cold air, as she stupidly left the window open. He walked over and shut it before turning ominously toward her naughty self. Uggh.

She knew what was coming next, and he knew she knew. So when he sat down on the edge of the bed, legs planted firmly on the ground, it was no surprise that she knew what to do. She bounced on her toes with a whine. She hated this part the most. It was always hard for her to get over his knee and she hated it when he made her do it without his help. Her lower lip quivered and she silently begged him help her out this once. His green eyes regarded her blue ones.

He gave his head one small shake. She had gotten herself into this mess, and she had to see it through to the end. With that small shake Krystal burst into to tears. "I-I-I'm s-sorry! Please Lee-sama, don't spank me!" She cried as she rubbed her eyes. Curse her crying at the drop of a hat.

"I'm sorry too, Krystal," Lee replied, trying to keep the stern on his face, but it was slowly slipping away. "But you know how it works. If I don't spank you, you won't learn your lesson. Now come here. If I have to make you, it will only be worse."

Krystal hiccupped and coughed as she tried so hard to calm down. Finally she just pushed herself forward and clamored over his knee. With that he securely gripped her waist and free hand. Now was the second worst part. Now that she was firmly in place, Lee pulled her nightshirt up to the small of her back, then pulled her panties down around her knees. No resistance. He then gripped the wooden spoon he had brought with him in his fist and pulled his hand back above his head, glancing down at his wife's face, with her eyes squeezed firmly shut and teeth gritted, and... Waited. He sat there, completely frozen, and watched her face. She was anticipating, and he knew that was half of the pain. So he let her. They sat like that for a good ten seconds or so before, ever so faintly, her grimaced face unclenched, and one eye just started to peek open. "Now!"

With the spoon making a harsh contact with her backside Krystal cried out. Ohh this was the worst! She wigged and bucked as each swat came down. She hoped he wouldn't lecture but she knew it was false hope. Why the hell didn't she just stay in bed, after all the times over his lap, why didn't she learn!? It wasn't long before the spoon began leaving angry red stripes across her rump, and still he continued. As long as she fought it, he would keep paddling her, no matter how much she protested.

"You're being mean! I'm sick and you want to paddle meee!" Krystal cried out as the spanking went on. "I already said I was sorry! What more do you want!?"

"I want you to get better, which you won't do if you're running around! And if I can't get you to listen to me, I'll just have to make you too sore to move!" He sounded tough, but ever so slowly the blows lessened in force and the length between grew longer. He gave her one last smack, and then held the spoon up again. "Now, will you listen to me? Will you promise to do everything I say until you're better?" Lying limp and broken hearted at his words Krystal nodded. "I promise I'll be the best and goodest girl on earth Lee -sama, I really will!"

With a breath and the faintest hint of a smile, Lee let the spoon drop from his fingers onto the bed. He then brought his hand down again, but rather than to spanking her, he gently ran his fingers over the stinging red skin of his wife's behind. "Good girl. I'm sorry I had to do that." Krystal sniffed and sighed quietly that it was over. Right now his hands did help a bit but they made a different situation worse.

Cursing her submissive nature Krystal cringed as she realized how wet she was after such a spanking. "It wasn't even sexual!" Krystal berated herself. She couldn't let Lee noticed. He would tease her something awful if he found out. But she couldn't get up due to the pain. Ohh! This day just keeps getting worse. Lee tilted his head ever so slightly as he noticed a blush cross Krystal's cheeks. "Now what could possibly... Oh..." He found himself blushing a little as he realized what was going on. Of course; as much as she enjoyed it, he should have figured it out sooner. He smirked a little as he decided he had found a way to make it up to her. He continued rubbing her butt for a bit, then suddenly gave her another quick spank with his hand. This one was lighter and much more playful; with as sore as she already was, it still must have stung. But he was sure it got the message across.

"Ah!" Krystal gasped and twisted slightly. He found out! Krystal groaned. However, that was a different smack. "So that's how he wants to play." Krystal smirked slightly. "Lee-sama." Krystal moaned. "Please."

"Please what?" He replied, casually smacking her again.

"Nugh. Meanie, don't make me beg." Krystal pouted. "Please touch me~!"

"But I like it when you beg," Lee replied with a light chuckle. However, he slid his hand across her butt one last time before sliding it down between her legs, stroking her lightly with the tip of his middle finger. Krystal felt her toes curl, she grinded back trying to get him to do more. Though in Lee's book that's a big no-no. After what she had been through she didn't care anymore. "You just wait; I'll get you back for teasing me."

"Ah-ah, you wait. Only patient girls will be pleasured." He pulled his fingers back, and then gave another light spank to emphasis his point. By this point he had slipped into full-on dom mode. He had taught himself to transition quickly, because when Krystal wanted to be dominated, she didn't want to wait. Which was rather contradictory to what he had just said, but oh well.

"Krystal doesn't have patience for mere peasants like you." Krystal said in a half-hearted tone. "I want you now~!"

"Fine, be like that," Lee replied, a little grumpily. He had been looking forward to a little more play, but he had to admit she didn't deserve to wait, so he slid his fingers back down to where they had been, rubbing at her gently.

"Sourcrout." Krystal mumbled as Lee finally went back to where she wanted. This day could turn out just fine after all, as long as she played by the rules. From his voice Krystal could tell Lee was in his domination mode, truthfully she may act high and mighty when around friends and family but Lee knew what happened after the doors closed.

She was nothing more than a big ball of nerves that wanted nothing more than to be lavished and pleasured on. If he so pleased he could just leave her in this state and go back to the damn soup and there was nothing she could do about it. Hopefully since she was sick he wouldn't but, he was the man of the bedroom. He grinned a little as he continued to rub, feeling how wet she was under his fingers. She was totally his now; he could have his way with her, and she wouldn't raise a fuss about it. But since he had already started, he might as well finish this. His fingers moved a hair faster, pressing against her clit and moving it in tiny circles. Krystal bit her lip and groaned. Oh this felt wonderful. She was totally his and he bloody well knew it. Krystal knew she made an awesome choice when she married him. "Lee, please faster. I'm gonna go insane without your touches!"

"Well we wouldn't want that, now would we?" He chuckled. He sped up more until her clit was nice and hard beneath his fingers, then he gently pinched and twisted it around.

"Ahh! Lee, that feels good~!" Krystal groaned out as he played with her more. She bit down onto her knuckle. What was he doing? She almost never came this fast. Whatever it took she had to keep him from pushing her over the edge to soon. Oh but it was so awesome. As long as he didn't do that she was safe.

She could do this.

He smirked to himself. She was close, he could tell. He could do that and finish her off, but he decided to drag it out a little longer.

Krystal arched her back and mewled gently. "Oh? What was this?" Krystal thought, as soon as she arched her stomach hit something rather hard, and it wasn't his knee. Least she took comfort that she could do things to him back. But this man didn't have one ounce of strain on his face, how what he doing it? Didn't it hurt in those pants?

The faintest hint of a twitch in his eye was the only thing that gave away the fact that she was right. He loved seeing her like this, and was nearly enjoying it as much as she was.

Krystal smirked but it didn't last long Lee played with her more and a lot faster than before.

"Lee-sama! I-I'm gonna...!" Krystal moaned harder, she couldn't even bring herself to say the word, as she could say was. "Please let me~!"

She'd held on long enough, it was time. Time... For that. "Cum for me, baby love."
With the permission Krystal clenched her eyes shut, her toes curled and she was sure the bed sheets would be ripped if she moved her hands and finally let out a long moan. "Oh, Lee-sama~!" She finally came under his fingers and a huge wave of ecstasy and pleasure washed over her. The memory of the spanking long gone and all she had was the utter bliss she was floating in.

"Mmm... Good girl."

"Am I really a good girl?" Krystal mumbled into the bed sheets exhausted. "Or am I just a bad thing until I want some action?" Krystal giggled.

"Heh, it's all the same in the end," he chuckled lightly.

"So, you want me to help you?" Krystal asked, her blue eyes having their usual spark in them.

"Help me with what?" He replied, knowing full well what she meant.

"I think you know what Lee." Krystal smiled as she slid off his lap and climbed back on facing him. "You pleasured me, it's only fair that I help you. A big strong man needs his wife to give him thanks after he so sweetly corrects her then helps her with her needs."

She smirked as she reached down and rubbed at the growing bulge. His eye twitched and Krystal bit her lip with a smile. "Besides, the medicine I took made me feel a bit better for the time being."

The moment she touched him, he knew the roles had now been reversed. She was going to do what they both knew they both wanted, and all he could do was pretend he still had a say in the matter. "Well... If you're sure you're feeling better, then I suppose they're no harm in letting you..."

"No, no. It's the matter of letting you." The button was the first to pop open. "I may be submissive usually but you know how you rile me up." She unzipped the zipper to his pants. "Thankfully you're kind enough the naughty girl be on top." Krystal said letting her panties drop to the floor and she wrapped her arms around her husband's neck. "Care to help me? I'm still pretty sore and I don't think I can take my nightshirt off."

He sighed playfully. "Suit yourself. You can have this round." He reached down and grabbed the hem of her nightshirt, lifting it up slowly. As he passed her sides, he reached out and dragged a finger across her skin lightly.

"That tickles." Krystal giggled as Lee assaulted her skin with light stokes. She reached for his shirt and started to pop the buttons. "I love you mister, I hope you know that."

"That's the point," Lee replied with a chuckle. He waited for her to stop unbuttoning him just long enough for him to pull her nightshirt over her head, grinning as her now-exposed breasts bounced a little from the motion. "Don't worry, I know full well. It's nearly as much as I love you."

"Hmmm...Good." Krystal sighed. "What do you want me to do? Suck you off, or should we lean back?"

"Well, to be fair, I did get you off first. It would only be polite to return the favor."

"If you insist." Krystal grinned and leaned her husband back to lie on the bed. Once there Krystal slinked forward and reached for his pants. Slowly taking them off she grinned, she wanted him to feel the torture she felt when he did this to her. Hopefully he wasn't as patient with this as he was with other things. Getting no response other than a smirk Krystal pouted and ripped of his pants and went after the briefs he was wearing. Nuzzling the large bulge Krystal panted at the heat it was giving off. The smirk from his little victory was wiped off his face by a blush as Krystal nuzzled him. Luckily, he was pretty sure she was too distracted to notice.

Although the blush went un noticed Krystal still knew from the pulse of heat coming from him that she got a positive response. Now was her favorite part. Eagerly, she bit the waistband of the briefs and pulled them down, exposing her prize. A musky smell struck her senses, strong off the newly uncovered flesh, and Krystal breathed it in, wanting to savor it. This scent she'd already long since memorized.

Impatiently, Lee kneaded at her hair, "Krystal, I'm waiting"

She obediently stuck her tongue out, making sure to coat the pink muscle with saliva, and ran it up the bottom of his shaft slowly. Krystal loved on Lee's sweet member, widening her tongue and covering the bottom of his member devotedly, to taste it from as many angles as she possibly could, then reaching the top of the shaft and scraping it with her teeth very gently. Lee bucked but allowed her to continue. "Yeah, Yeah I get you." She thought. It was a warning not to use teeth too much. With that she returned to the base, this time traveling up the side of the plump cock.

He tasted as rich as he smelled. Her chin rubbed at his testicles and teased them as she worked her way up, then back down, tempting one of them into her mouth and suckling gently, releasing it, and drawing her tongue over the other on her way back up to the tip. Once there, she took the top portion into her mouth, circling it with her tongue and cheeks, cleaning off the dribbles of precum gathering at the slit, Krystal swirled her tongue around the nub before kissing it once, and taking it between her lips, sucking once and then pulling off.

Lee knew there was a reason other than this that he married her, but frankly, at the moment, he couldn't remember what it was. "There's a good girl," he said gently, "Open your mouth".

Krystal's compliance is followed by a thick cock in her mouth. She did her best to open herself to it, and lick along the underside as she bobbed up and down, sucking along the way. Over and over, in and out, the friction burned her lips as Lee stroked her hair and face. She felt him grow in her mouth, pulsing and throbbing.

As she moved into him, she sheathed Lee's cock with her mouth, burying her nose against his pelvis, begging Lee to come - to let her taste him more. Faintly, she heard a throaty moan from above her; Lee's hands gripped her hair. He made another sound, as she took him all the way in her, and she moaned around him. She then withdrew and Lee released over her face.

Lee smiled down at his cum-covered wife before crooking his finger and beckoning her to come then dropping his head back on the bed, sighing happily. Oh, how he loved it when she did that. "Did you get your fill, naughty girl?"

Krystal smiled and swiped her thumb over a drop of cum and tasted it. Slightly cold but oh well. She grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and wiped her face before snuggling up to her husband. "Yes I did." She kissed him once more before snuggling up to him. "I love you." Pulling Krystal close Lee wrapped his arms around her and pulled the covers over their bodies. "I love you to."