A/N: Dragging another Allen fic out of storage to hopefully convert more to the Allen Cult~

Her wholesomeness must be known~

Do enjoy~

Nurse Allen

Working as a nurse wasn't something Allen foresaw herself doing, but it was something she was doing all the same.

Namely because they had a recent influx of human patients from nearby after a couple convoys were intercepted by Siren Submarines; the survivors picked up by the Ship-Girls escorting them and bringing them back to base for treatment, considering Vestal's borderline-magical healing abilities allowed her to aid human recovery too. As such she had asked around for others to act as nurses to help her out, considering the sheer volume of patients that needed care.

Naturally Allen volunteered to help. The work wasn't too hard and didn't require much medical knowledge; it was more of a labour need than an experience need – Vestal needed enough hands to take food around, to make sure all the patients were getting their medications on time, that they were behaving and nobody was trying to escape or do something they weren't supposed to, so forth. Her duties consisted largely of checking up on the patients, her chipper personality suiting her well to that task, though she had the mind to keep herself from being too rowdy lest she accidentally hurt someone.

''Hm~ hm~''

Thus Allen found herself strolling through the pristine halls of the hospital, humming a merry tune as she made her way to her next destination. So far she'd had to pop into half a dozen rooms and do fairly menial things – refilling some water cups for people, getting them a new book from the shelf, administering some medicines to some whilst chatting with others; overall she had the easier jobs compared to some of the other nurses, who had to help with physical therapy or such. Thankfully few sailors had any serious wounds, and those that did were under the dutiful care of Vestal.

''Now, let's see~'' Allen stuck her tongue out and pulled her notepad out, eyes running down the list of room numbers. ''Next should be... Room 17~''

Chirping the word out Allen made her way towards it, spotting the large bold '17' above one of the dorms in black, the colour helping it stand out against the pristine white wall behind it. Still humming her catchy tune the dark-haired Destroyer slid the assigned room door open and meandered on inside, her eyes sweeping over the vast rectangular room, pleased to notice that many of the beds were recently empty. Good; that meant most of the patients formerly here were finally discharged.

Slight movement though made her glance over to the right side of the room. Some items were laid about on two of the four beds there, telling that whatever occupants that used them were probably at physical therapy or busy with Vestal, but one of the beds still had an occupant. A young man probably in his mid-twenties from the looks of things, his chest wrapped up in layers of bandages and a plaster over one cheek, but other than that he looked well on the road to recover.

''Hey there~!'' Allen cheerfully chirped, skipping over. ''You the only guy in here?''

''For now, yeah.'' The nameless young man agreed, looking her over with surprised eyes. ''Woah, you're pretty cute. One of the new nurses?''

Allen's cheeks pinkened at the compliment, but she took it in stride. ''Heh, sort of. I was assigned to the other end of the building 'till now, so this is my first time doing these rooms.''

She looked the part too – her typical uniform absent in favour of a more proper nurse outfit, the white button-up dress fitting her hourglass frame nicely, even if it was a bit tight around the waist The pink accents of the outfit felt a little girly for her tastes but she made do with what she was given, even plastering a couple cute stickers on the collar and sides, joined by a pair of white thigh-highs that hugged her legs snugly.

''So!'' Allen lifted her notepad. ''Uh... says here you need some extra pain killers, right? Lemme get you some right now...''

Trailing off Allen walked over to his bedside and leaned over the desk next to it – reaching up to the cupboard hanging above it. A simple insertion of her key unlocked it and allowed her to access the medicines within; procuring a syringe and bottle of liquid painkillers.

Unbeknownst to Allen however in the process of leaning forwards and up on her tiptoes her white nurse dress hiked up, revealing the black panties she was wearing under her dress; no skirt or anything to hide them. Laid down as he was the young man got a nice view of her behind, and after being bedridden seeing nothing but pretty nurses come and go, he was feeling a little daring – doubly so when the room was empty. Thus after barely a second of hesitation he shifted-

-and then grabbed Allen's ass.

''Hn?!'' Allen flinched in surprise. ''H-Hey! No touchy-touchy!''

''Sorry.'' The young man didn't sound too apologetic about it, grinning lightly. ''You've got a cute ass. Couldn't help myself.''

Allen pouted down at the man, putting her hands on her hips. ''Hn~ You're lucky you're injured otherwise I might give you a chop to the head, mister~''

The sailor just chuckled and raised his hands in mock-surrender. Allen rolled her eyes, more amused than truly bothered by the butt-grab... but as her eyes drifted to the side she noticed a distinct tent in the thin sheets of the bed, around his waist. Curious Allen grasped the edge of the covers and lifted it, expecting to see him hiding a bottle of alcohol or something... only for her cheeks to dust scarlet as she saw the distinct bulge in his white shorts. He'd popped a boner. Probably just from looking at her ass.

''Seriously?'' Allen said in disbelief, looking up at the young man.

He just scratched his cheek. ''Hey, you're cute. Pretty much every sailor's dream to be doted on my a cute nurse.''

Allen flushed at that, unsure whether to be flattered or embarrassed by the situation she now found herself in. However at the same time she couldn't exactly just walk off – well technically she could, but knowing he'd gotten a hard-on specifically because of her... well, she felt like she should at least do something about it. Thus after a prolonged moment of silence the Destroyer grasped the hem of his blanket and pulled it down all the way to his knees, her gaze running down his front, before tugging his boxers down with it.

The Destroyer swallowed as his dick sprung free, standing erect and at attention. ''Guess I'll uh... fix this, for you. Don't tell anyone though.''

''I won't.'' He eagerly agreed.

Allen smiled, backing off only momentarily to draw the curtain around his bed closed; trapping them together in the small rectangular space just in case anyone came by. Once that was done the Destroyer meandered back over to his bedside, feeling a pleasant anxiety in her stomach as she curled her fingers around his dick, giving it a little squeeze. It felt hotter than she expected, his dick twitching into her hand as she pumped it up and then slid her hand back down again; slowly getting him off.

To her surprise he got a little bigger; fully erect now from the stimulation and throbbing eagerly into her hand. Glancing up at the young man Allen soon shuffled closer; moving closer to his head and allowing him to look at her ass, her cheeks tinting red as she felt his gaze on her rear – but with diligence expected of a proper nurse the Destroyer kept stroking his cock, her breath warm against the tip as she leaned in – and then licked the tip.

''Ah...'' The young man breathed out, shuddering in bliss.

Allen blushed but was encouraged, bringing her tongue back down onto his tip once again; dragging the wet appendage over the head a couple time before pursing her lips around it; sucking. She'd never given a blow-job before but it wasn't hard to figure out the basics, her tongue lazily licking over the tip and her hand still stroking his shaft, coaxing up a stiff string of moans from the bedridden young man.

Growing bolder the Destroyer lifted head up a bit, drooling down onto his cock and letting her spit run down his cock; her stroking hand helping smear her opaque spit into his cock, wetting it. Only then did she take his cock back into her mouth, humming around his cock as she slid her lips down halfway, then managing a little deeper; a wet slurp escaping her mouth when she dragged her lips back up to the tip. The patient moaned at the feeling and laid a hand on her head, pushing her down more; and with a wet grunt Allen obeyed.

''Mmph... g-ghk...'' She struggled to not gag as the tip hit the back of her throat; the bulbous tip poking and rubbing about at the back of her throat.

He held her there for several seconds, dick twitching against her throat, before with a wet exhale Allen pushed her head back up. Taking a second to catch her breath she dutifully pushed herself back down again, attentively slurping on his cock – tilting her head slightly so she could suck his cock at slightly different angles, the sensations making the young man moan blissfully, not hurt by the hand that kept jerking the bottom-half of his cock.

Allen felt his dick twitch against her tongue, the wet appendage responding by lapping at his shaft eagerly – the wet slaps of her tongue combined with her strong sucks making the sailor moan in bliss, his voice tight as he tried his best to keep quiet. Allen appreciated that and rewarded him with hurried sucks, strands of her dark hair coming loose with how quickly she bobbed her head, feeling him pulse and twitch-

''C-Cumming!''

-until with a sudden gasp the young man climaxed in her mouth. Allen made a startled sound; ruby eyes widening as his hot seed splattered onto her tongue. The hand on the top of her head stopped her from pulling herself off his cock, forcing her to hurriedly swallow the thick salty spurts that landed on her tongue and shot down her throat – her hand squeezing the base of his shaft to help squeeze all of it out.

Soon the spurts of cum slowed, and with a final gulp Allen slid her lips up and off the tip, exhaling a heavy breath. ''P-Phew...''

His dick was left wet and sticky with her spit, yet remained stiff and erect – and even as nearly a full minute passed it didn't soften. Allen's cheeks warmed at that and she looked up at the sailor, embarrassed to find him looking at her with lustful eyes.

''Can you do more?'' The sailor asked her, panting but eager. ''Like, y'know, ride me.''

Allen squirmed at that. ''I-I guess...''

The idea of having sex with a patient was embarrassing enough, but doing it in the middle of the day, with only a thin sheet to hide them from anyone potentially walking in on them? The thought was enough to make her heart beat powerfully in her chest, but she would be lying to herself if she said she wasn't aroused by the prospect. Thus after only a few moments of deliberation Allen murmured a hurried agreement and climbed onto his bed, spending a moment to make sure she was balanced right before reaching under her dress, tugging her black underwear to the side.

And then promptly squeaked when the young man grabbed the front of her nurse outfit, pushing it up so he could get a look at her pussy. Allen's cheeks burned crimson but she resisted the urge to whack his hand away, reluctantly letting him stare as she positioned herself directly above his swollen shaft, one hand grasping it and helping line him up with her lower lips – whimpering as she felt the tip prod them. She bided her time, lowering herself a little so the tip pried her folds apart but no more; going a little further so only the tip was in, teasing herself with the erotic feeling.

''Nurse, please...'' The young man moaned needily.

Allen obliged; lowering herself down. Ticklish pleasure escalated to a burning heat as her walls were spread apart, a gasp fleeing Allen's lips as the patient's cock speared into her – her gasp soon melting into a soft, whining moan as she was filled up. The sensation was a novel one, tempting her to rock her hips and stir him around her hot insides, giving herself a few moments to get used to the sensation of having a dick inside her.

''Oh god you feel so good...'' The sailor breathed, holding her hips. ''I can feel myself getting better already, ha...''

Allen cracked a smile at that, adjusting her knees a little before she lifted herself up. Her walls clamped tightly around the sailor's cock, gripping him, but he slid out regardless. Up until she smacked herself back down that is; his cock plunging right back into her pussy and fucking a moan from her throat, her hand clasping over her mouth too late to muffle it. Keeping her hand where it was the Destroyer daringly lifted her hips back up and again impaled herself back down, loving the feeling of his dick spearing into her sex, scratching an itch she didn't know she had.

Slowly Allen fell into a rhythm; lifting herself slowly but dropping back down quickly, the sudden scraping of flesh igniting her nerves. Her skin felt hot and her stomach tensed itself into knots, her hips working on automatic and bouncing her on his dick. Her hands idly ran themselves over his stomach, careful not to put pressure on his still-healing wounds, but when she noticed his gaze on her waist she bashfully pulled her dress back up again – letting him look at her sex as his cock went inside her.

''Fuck that's hot...'' He murmured, one hand sliding along her thigh and his thumb stroking her nether lips, pulling one to the side. ''Mm, you give treatments like this to others too?''

''Nope~'' Allen sang back; her sing-song tune wilting to a grunt when his cock rubbed against a certain spot inside her – a fiery burst of pleasure spreading through her pelvis. ''Myn... f-feels good though...''

The man moved his thumb along her folds, stroking, teasing – and Allen squeaked as he rubbed her clit, the bundle of nerves sensitive. He noticed and grinned, eagerly pressing his thumb down on the little nub and rubbing it more, forcing a whine from Allen's throat as electric bolts of bliss shocked at her muscles; making her tense up and grow tight around his pulsating cock. The pleasant tightness only encouraged the man to thumb her clit more, making her feel as good as she was making him feel.

Not one to be outdone Allen put more effort into her hips, moaning as she bounced faster. Her flesh slapped down against his, thighs making contact with his hips and her pelvis impacting his as she took him all the way inside her, his girth spearing itself into her needy pussy. The bed squeaked beneath them from her movements, rocking a tiny bit as she worked her waist and shifting when she rocked her hips rougher than before; chasing after the pleasurable friction that set her nerves alight.

''Mn, ah...'' Biting her lip Allen arched her back slightly, putting her hand behind herself instead as she impaled herself down onto him. ''Y-You're twitching a lot...''

''Sorry, I can't...'' The sailor gripped her thighs. ''F-Fuck!''

Allen gasped as white-hot heat shot inside her; splattering against her insides. It took her a moment to realise what it was, her eyes widening as the sailor moaned and kept bucking his hips up, cumming inside of her with every shudder and spasm of his waist; his hot seed searing her inner walls.

''H-Hey...!'' Allen crossly frowned, whacking his leg. ''Give me some warning! It's not a safe day for me, you know? I don't wanna get pregnant.''

''Sorry nurse...'' The man groaned, but didn't seem too apologetic about it.

Allen grumbled at that and lifted her hips, shivering as she felt some of his hot cum leak out with the motion – the gloopy fluid dripping out of her pussy as she sat above his waist. Tugging her panties to the side helped contain it... though, she belatedly realised she'd just made a mess in her underwear, as she felt the fabric become damp and cling to her lips. Meaning she'd either be walking around the rest of her shift with sodden panties, or none at all.

Pouting Allen was about to climb off... only to catch a glimpse of his cock, and realise he was still rock hard. ''Huh? Aren't you supposed to go soft by now?''

''Not when I have you here.'' The sailor grinned up at her. ''Hard to calm down when I've got a pretty nurse helping me~''

''Uh-huh.'' Allen dryly said. ''So if I leave then you'll calm down, huh.''

''Ack, well-'' The young man stumbled over his words when she moved to leave. ''W-Wait! You didn't get to finish, did you?''

The remark made Allen stop in her tracks; warmth flooding her cheeks red. She hadn't managed to cum, no; and the need between her legs was self-evident by how she subtly rubbed at her clothed crotch. ''...nope.''

''Then wanna go again?'' The sailor cheekily offered.

Allen was half-tempted to walk off them, mostly just to mess with him... but the needy warmth between her legs made the decision for her. ''...only if you promise to be a good patient the rest of the time you're staying here.''

A chipper affirmative came from the sailor, and with one last glance spared at the curtain around the bed Allen climbed back onto the man's bed; this time straddling him reverse-cowgirl. Pulling her black panties to the side Allen pressed herself down onto his cock, humming as she pinned it flat to his pelvis and grinded on it; her folds spread slightly as she rubbed herself on him. The young man moaned needily, both his hands snaking under her nurse outfit and groping her ass.

Pursing her lips Allen kept rocking her waist, grinding against his dick – refusing to admit it actually felt kinda good for her too. After barely a few more moments though she couldn't resist it any more, her hips lifting up and letting the bulbous tip of his cock slide along her entrance, before with a moan the dark-haired nurse eased herself down onto his shaft; relishing the feeling of it pushing its way deep inside her sex.

''Ahh~'' Moaning as she leaned forwards, resting her weight on his thighs.

She was already wet, any discomfort she felt gone within a second and tempting Allen to immediately start moving. Her bounces were short at first, lifting and dropping a tiny bit at a time, but within a matter of seconds she sped up – wanting, needing more. Every time she tensed up she could feel his cock in acute detail as it slid in-and-out of her, the head pushing up against certain spots that made her feel even better.

Not hurting that was the fact that his cum was still inside her, making her insides slick and slippery, Some of his white load seeped out of her from his movement, his cum drooling out of her sex and dribbling down his girth, but the sailor just moaned in respond, grabbing her ass rougher. In response Allen slowed down; letting out a lilted moan as she lifted one leg up and dug her heel into the bed, then lifted her other leg and did the same; leaning backwards towards him and resting her weight back onto her hands, sitting on him reverse-missionary.

And with a sweet moan Allen continued to ride him; pushing herself forwards onto his cock. ''Ah, this position... y-you're rubbing in pretty deep...''

A lustful moan answered her, the sailor's hands sliding around to her thighs and holding onto them – not-so-subtly groping her fleshy thighs as she rode him. His hands slid down to her ass moments later, holding her butt and helping her bounce onto his girth – her movements becoming faster but smoother as she got used to it, getting herself off with every hurried roll of her waist.

Her walls clamped ever-tighter though when his hand slid over her thigh and to her clit, rubbing the little nub. Electric bolts of bliss shuddered through her pelvis, a whimpering whine escaping Allen as the sailor played with her clit eagerly, only encouraging her to clumsily jam herself down onto his dick – the slight angle it went in at making him rub up against new spots inside her pussy. The Destroyer quickly found herself getting addicted to the sensation, her walls clamping tightly around him as if begging for him to unload in her again, the prospect making her stomach tie itself into knots.

''Myn, d-dang it...'' Allen moaned out, her wet walls tightening around him. ''Hah, c-cumming...!''

Her soft, stuttering whimper barely left her tongue before her orgasm hit – a seizing bolt of pleasure locking her muscles up; pushing herself down onto his erect cock in the process. The sudden tightness proved too much for the sailor and he blew his load in her almost instantly; thick ropes of semen spurting inside of her once more, forcing a shaky whimper from Allen's lips, her hips quivering as she was creampied a second time. If the first load didn't knock her up, the second almost certainly did.

''Ah...'' Exhaling a heavy breath Allen gradually slowed her hips, before with a whine lifted them up – causing his softening dick to slip out of her pussy. ''Man... r-really came a lot...''

Beneath her the sailor chuckled a breathless agreement – only to swiftly fall silent as the door to the room clicked open. The chatter of many male voices soon flooded the room as the other patients returned, the soothing voice of Vestal amidst them as she escorted them back to their beds.

Allen remained frozen stiff, still hovering above his cock; the curtain around the bed the only thing hiding them from view. The sound of heels clicking against the polished floor immediately snapped her out of her daze and she hurriedly climbed off of the sailor's waist, pulling his blanket back up and leaving it up to him to adjust his undergarments back into position, busying herself with tugging her panties back into position.

Just in time too, as the curtain was tugged open a little – revealing the curious face of Vestal. ''Hm? Allen?''

''H-Hey.'' Pointedly keeping her back to Vestal the Destroyer did her best to look busy adjusting his bed covers, smoothing it out. ''Just finished giving this guy his painkillers. Need me for anything before I go?''

''No no, it's fine.'' Vestal merrily waved her off, letting the curtain drift shut. ''Hey, Takei, no wearing shoes in the bed – no, I don't care that you're leaving shortly, you're not making a mess just before you do!''

Allen breathed a sigh of relief as Vestal went off to do her own thing, allowing Allen to lean in close to her sailor's ear. ''Don't tell anyone, got it?''

''Got it.'' He grinned back.

Smothering her own grin Allen hopped off to continue her shift; putting up with the feeling of her sodden underwear, lest the man's seed leave visible trails down her legs as she worked.

The fact the sailor didn't end up getting his painkillers was ignored by all involved. He got something much better than that, anyway.

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