A/N: Remember you can always find me and see even more of my content, and see it earlier than anywhere else, over by a certain site that rhymes with Rate On, or a site known for its rather questionable questing practices, under the same name~
The halls of Chaldea were home to many a colorful personage, each of them unique in their own way. Even when they were different versions of the same person, there was always something that set them apart, even if it was only their fashion sense. This all became even more noticeable during Halloween, when all the crazy came about, and castles were dropped on pyramids that were dropped on other castles.
Which made it all the more of a singularly unbelievable coincidence when two servants, especially two servants so disparate from each other... somehow found themselves on the exact same brain wavelength.
But such was the situation.
Artoria Pendragon, wielder of the holy spear Rhongomyniad, and the Nurse of Steel who revolutionized her field, Florence Nightingale, had each found themselves confronted by each other, as both of them reached for the button that would open the door to the Master's bedroom.
Only then did they notice each other, both utterly consumed in their thoughts and both, despite the differences in their thought process, completely ignoring the world around them.
Their hands repelled each other almost as if they were magnets, and their eyes scanned the other, before locking into a combative glare.
In an instant, Nightingale held many a syringe between her fingers, quickly taking a step back as the Light that Shines at the End of the World took the form of a lance in Artoria's hands, shining violently and looking all but ready to explode.
The most shocking part of the meeting was, of course... their manner of dress. A peculiar costume, that resembled nothing less than a parody of a nurse's outfit, in bright fluorescent colors of lime green and magenta, as well as dark purple. Truly worthy of the name of Trick or Treatment.
"One of us," Artoria said, "will have to change."
"You are not an accredited health professional," Nightingale contested.
"As if you're here to do your job!" Artoria protested.
"I am the Head Nurse, and it is my duty and privilege to personally manage Master's health," Nightingale argued.
"I know very well that Master goes to every checkup on time and on schedule," Artoria countered. "You have no business here."
"Nursing Master involves improving the hygiene state of his room," Nightingale said.
Artoria huffed. "I will care for Master personally, as his King."
"Master's sexual health is entirely within my purview," Nightingale huffed, looking just about ready to flick a syringe right into Artoria's exposed skin.
It was then that the door opened, and, dressed in a purely casual outfit, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Master of Chaldea, found himself in the middle of a battle about to commence.
"Whatever I did, I apologize, and I'm sure we can fix it!" he immediately said, hands going up, one palm facing each violence-ready looking woman.
"Master, tell this woman to leave," both of them chorused.
The tug of war began, and both of them dismissed their weapons, getting into his personal space, arguing why and how the other should leave and the master should choose them...
Until it became evident that they were ready to escalate to blows, and Ritsuka knew their fight would certainly do a number to the facilities of Chaldea.
"Enough!" Ritsuka's voice finally thundered, heard over their incessant argument.
Both of them were stunned for a second, and in that second, Ritsuka grabbed each of them by the hand closest to him, and then forcibly walked them in. There was only one way to avoid violence, and more importantly, avoid putting himself on either of their bad sides.
Neither resisted, and Ritsuka's door closed behind them. Da Vinci's system detected the circumstances, and the door locked - the Do Not Disturb mode was turned on.
Artoria opened her mouth to launch the first protest, but then Ritsuka moved quickly and sharply, hands on her cheeks and lining her up for a silencing kiss, his tongue entwining with hers and killing her protest before it left her lips. She flushed and relaxed in his arms, and he took a step back.
As soon as he did, he realized that Nightingale herself was about to say something, but Ritsuka was once again fast enough to cut her off, one hand around her waist and the other on her shoulder close to her neck, and then he was on her, a searing kiss that took her breath away and left her stunned.
Nightingale's hand reached for her lips the moment the two separated.
Both women looked stunningly, mind boggingly erotic in those getups. Naughty nurses, hell, an even more erotic parody of the naughty nurse costume. Ritsuka was certain that he would get hard in an instant, even in public, with just one of them. With both, his dick felt just about ready to explode.
So he reached for his sweatpants and quickly pulled them off, alongside his underwear. By the time the women came back to their senses, he was already naked before them.
With a smirk, he placed his hands on his hips and stood there, in a manner of smug self confidence that was perhaps a tad too similar to a certain golden asshat.
"Come here," Ritsuka said, making a come hither gesture with his hand at the two women.
It seemed that their instincts took over, and much as they did in battle, they heard and obeyed, dropping to their knees before their master.
"Master," Artoria said, looking up and into Ritsuka's eyes, a stare of love and devotion. Not the first time he'd seen it, but to see her actually be like this without Merlin needed to forcibly prompt her to do so, it brought some great satisfaction to Ritsuka's heart. "I couldn't hold myself back, in this night... I could not let this opportunity pass."
By contrast, Nightingale's eyes focused entirely on Ritsuka's equipment. "You are looking as healthy and strong as ever," the nurse said, seemingly finding his penis satisfactory. Her hand reached for his sack, and she massaged them, softly. This time, of course, she was not looking for tumors, and her touch was soft and lovely.
Artoria leaned forward and formed an enticingly lewd looking O with her luscious lips, which met Ritsuka's glans in a lewd and dirty kiss. She was well practiced at blowjobs, by now, and easily able to take no less than half of Ritsuka's dick into her mouth, her wet tongue lavishing every part of his penis it could, even teasing the slit at the tip of the glans. She pulled back, leaving Ritsuka's glans covered in saliva, as she gave him a self satisfied smile. "You taste as wonderful as I remember."
An unfortunate fact of life, Ritsuka had not found time to be with Artoria as of recent.
While Ritsuka's focus was momentarily grabbed by Artoria, who crawled on her knees a little bit further forward, leaning her chest back so she could present her barely covered tits, the colossal peaks that were the envy of almost all of her alternate selves...
He lost track of Nightingale, and she made herself known to him by placing her hands on his asscheeks. Ritsuka shivered in place, as he felt her hot breath near a very sensitive spot. "Every part of you must be thoroughly checked," Nightingale's voice, normally so very serious and frequently very scary, sounded throaty and needy. The head nurse of steel was hardly ever out of control, but when she lost herself, it was a sight to behold.
"Head Nurse, I-"
Every muscle in Ritsuka's body wanted to tense, and he almost wanted to buck her off of him as an irrational fear made itself known to him, but he had no chance to do so, for her strength was much superior to his, and even more importantly... the moment she spread his ass apart with her thumbs, revealing his tight, puckered butthole, his breath nearly stopped.
Ritsuka's moan was long, loud and terribly erotic, as the head nurse's tongue penetrated him from behind. an incredible and uncommon pleasure that few ever felt.
And even still, as Ritsuka melted around the invader on his backside, Artoria was not still, as she lined herself up properly and-
The warmth and pressure and softness of the heavenly mountains on Artoria's chest, now wrapped and applying their weight on Ritsuka's shaft, felt like the caress of an angel.
"Master," Artoria moaned, "you're so hot, you're burning my breasts," she said. "It feels so hot, so hard..."
Ritsuka couldn't respond with much but a moan, even as Nightingale pulled back a bit. "That's... dirty..."
"Disinfection must be thorough," Nightingale said. "I have no complaints about your hygiene, Master," she added, voice unsteady, as she panted for breath, apparently too caught up in her lewd acts to remember to breathe.
Ritsuka flinched as Artoria began to move, rubbing her impossibly soft and wonderful breasts on his penis, her rock-hard nipples causing an almost too erotic feeling as they rubbed against his skin, and he could almost feel as if they were drawing patterns directly on his balls.
Speaking about which, Nightingale went down, forcing Ritsuka's legs to spread a little bit further as she dragged her tongue down his crack, giving his taint a few loving licks, and finally reaching his balls, which she took into her mouth and began to suck.
Refusing to be ignored, Artoria began to up her pace and increase the pressure, pumping him hard and fast, her tempo matching the tongue lashing and gentle sucking on Ritsuka's balls.
The stimulation quickly became too much, and Ritsuka could no longer hold himself back, erupting within the valley of paradise, painting Artoria's breasts white.
Both women seemed satisfied to see him cum, even as he spurted his thick cream all over Artoria's chest. She pulled back just a bit, and the final spurts all went to the top of her breasts, while the plentiful semen between her tits began to slowly drip down her uncovered stomach.
Nightingale observed in close, as Artoria proudly puffed out her chest, showing the cum that coated them. "The color and thickness are satisfactory, nay, exemplary," she said, as one of her gloved hands reached for Artoria's breasts and collected some of the dripping cum, playing with it. "Consistency is excellent," she said, rubbing it between her fingers. Then she leaned forward and stuffed her face in the valley between Artoria's tits, and provoked some really and almost unfittingly cute moans from the busty blonde, as her tongue collected semen directly, popping it into her mouth.
She leaned back, a mouthful of cum obtained and face plastered in thick white fluid, as she swirled and tasted and savoured the cum.
Face as red as a tomato, Artoria leaned forward. "M-Me too," she said, her hands on Nightingale's shoulders as her tongue reached out and began to lick up the cum that was now all over Nightingale's face, the nurse not even resisting as she was given a facial tonguebath.
Soon enough, Nightingale's face was clean of cum, and both of them were now swirling their treat in their mouths, both looking like a cat who got the cream as they finally swallowed.
"The taste is..." Nightingale began.
"Simply wonderful," Artoria finished.
Naturally, such an unbelievably erotic display had turned Ritsuka into high gear, and using the strength that only someone who had learned the secrets of self reinforcement could employ, he quickly tossed both of the naughty nurses on his bed, the reinforced springs creaking as their weight landed. Both of them quickly took an instant to realize what was happening, and the position they were in, but neither attempted to separate. Artoria was on the bottom, and on top of her, tit to tit, was Nightingale.
Throat dry, Ritsuka stared at the bounty normally hidden by their microskirts, the neon colored transparent green thong, and the even smaller magenta thong under it... the image was just so wonderfully erotic. Ritsuka could not let this opportunity go, as he placed his cock right on Artoria's covered pussy. She moaned wantonly, shivering in pleasure - so sensitive and desperate for stimulation that even this much contact was already enough to drive her crazy.
Ritsuka's hands then came down on the head nurse's exposed ass cheeks, pushing her down so her own covered pussy pressed down on his cock. His cock, covered in slippery fluids, was enveloped by the material. The first few pumps were met with some rather intense friction, almost, but not quite, painful, but as the precum and the remains of Ritsuka's cum and Artoria's saliva all mixed together, the lubrication turned the pussy sandwich into a very slippery and incredible experience, wholly new, yet so wonderfully familiar.
The women gave voice to their pleasure, and were nothing if not vocal and loud in doing so. The movement forced their bodies to rub against each other, their nipples so hard and stiff that they poked through their outfits, rubbing against each other, as both of them became victims to their ever mounting lust and desire.
Artoria's hands came onto the nurse's back, taking the initiative to help Ritsuka by keeping her in place as Ritsuka concentrated fully on pumping his cock between them, and the head nurse decided to do her part by holding more strongly to the bed, locking both of them firmly in place so that Ritsuka's thrusts had more surface area to rub against, and it was clear that both women were certainly racing towards orgasm.
Deciding he needed to nip the problem of a potential conflict in the bud for absolute certain, Ritsuka took a moment of distraction to grab onto the pink braid at the back of the Nurse's head and twist her position just so, then push forward, hand on the back of her neck, and forcing their faces together, their well trained bodies instinctively falling into the reflexive action of a kiss, as their master had taught them to do.
With the erotic, sapphic kiss before him, Ritsuka reached his limit once again, and his overworked balls produced another awesome load of cum to spread all over their crotches.
Both of them shivered and trembled in place, caught in the throes of orgasm, Ritsuka taking the moment of their prolonged, intense orgasm to catch his breath.
Mentally, he made a few calculations, nodded to himself, and then reached down, slipping the head nurse's thongs to the side. His still hard cock, not even flagging for an instant with the intensely erotic show they'd provided him as they came while sharing their kiss, was raring to fill up their hungry wombs, and the night was still young...