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Perfect Treatment(Angela Ziegler/Mercy from Overwatch)
'Any landing you walk away from, it's a pretty good landing.'
These thoughts creep into the mind of Harry Potter. He rests in a hospital bed after a horrific spill. Not really too injured, at least not as much as many would be in this situation. Annoyance of the injury putting him in a bed fills the body and the mind of Harry Potter. He shifts as much as possible.
'At least the hospital room gives me a good view.'
Harry shifts as much as the restraints on the bed allow him. Funnily enough, the restraints are the only thing which keep Harry back onto the bed. He draws in a deep breath with hair flipping down against his face and eyes. A couple of seconds pass with Harry drawing in the deepest of deep breasts.
Footsteps approach. The door of the hospital swings open next to give Harry a better sight than the sunset outside of the window. A gorgeous blonde woman steps into the room. An eye-popping nurse uniform catches Harry's attention and stirs his interest something fierce. And a slight stirring comes from underneath the covers of the bed when he gets a good look at her. Her chest practically spills out of the uniform. The skirt appears an inch or two tighter than normal and rather snug against her hips.
Angela Ziegler, codenamed Mercy, steps across the room. She flashes Harry a smile when approaching him from across the room. She climbs onto the bed with Harry and straddles him. A second passes with her pausing and frowning.
"I'm not hurting you, am I?" Mercy asks him.
'You have to be aware of what you're doing to me,' Harry thinks.
"No, I'm fine," came Harry's external response.
"I'm just here to make sure you're back to your normal self," she tells him. "And I think that I should start by checking your temperature."
Angela cups his forehead and feels it with her bare hand. Her other hand holds his face secure so she can spend some time feeling his temperature. Angela leans over and plants a kiss on his mouth. Her tongue wedges underneath Harry's tongue.
It's the oddest way for someone to check out another person's temperature, but Harry goes with it. His arms remain fastened on the bed, otherwise, he would wrap them around her ass and pull the woman closer into him. The kissing deepens with Harry attacking her sultry delicious lips with his own.
"I need to check more," Angela replies. "I need to test how you react to certain stimuli."
She undoes the top further and more of Harry's attention fixates on her chest. She sticks it out for a second and allows Harry to see her heaving cleavage and also one of her nipples pops out. The cool air of the room stands it up and straight. Harry's gaze falls upon it with hunger dancing in his eyes. He wants nothing other than to pop it into his mouth.
Then, Angela flips the script and hikes her skirt up to show Harry her thong clad ass. She rubs herself on the bed and then roles the skirt completely up so Harry can see all of her. Harry's eyes draw to the pussy lips.
"I'm most certainly reacting to that," Harry tells her. "Maybe you should test to see if my arms are working as they should be releasing them."
Angela's smoky smile reflects through the hospital room window. "Silly me. Of course I should."
The arms come undone from the bed. She remains straddling on Harry's crotch and pokes her ass against it. Harry reaches up on the bed and starts to feel her body. Angela catches his fingers and starts massaging them. She writhes against his crotch and vibrates with a few twists against him. She turns around on the bed and notices the tent popping up against the bed sheets.
"Swelling like that is best kept down by something warm," Angela tells him in a professional voice.
She peels back Harry's bed sheets and reveals his mighty cock. It twitches with each touch. Mercy shows little mercy to his cock by grabbing it and giving it a large hard pump which stretches it further into the palm of her hand. Angela palms the edge of his cock and allows Harry to throb even more when she touches him.
"Mmm, baby, like this."
Angela climbs onto the top of his cock. Her legs spread and she's ready to mount him. Harry's free hands wrap around her back as she drives her hot love box over the tip of his cock and slides down the base. Angela's eyes pop out slightly and her tongue tags against her lips.
He undoes the rest of her top to allow her breasts to pop out. Harry's hands greedily grope at her chest. Then, he dives face first and starts sucking on her breasts.
"At least…you're appetite…is what it should be!"
Angela tilts back her head and moans even more. Those roaming hands send so many thoughts through her mind. She holds Harry's head steady and makes sure he keeps sucking on her warm, inviting breasts. He's pretty much healed and ready to go.
'The rest of the girls…will be pleased. But I get to have my fun with him…for now.'
Angela's warm vice closes and opens around Harry's tool. She feels the rising orgasm go into her. Angela sees a flicker of starts in her eyes. She shakes them off to focus on Harry.
The focus on Harry is all over the beautiful and smoldering body of this babe who rides him. Her pussy and chest is better than any medicine. Harry raises up from her and grabs her before attacking her mouth with a sensual kiss. Angela returns the fire. Both receive bruised, puffy lips from their intense session. The inside of their mouth buzz with delight with Angela sending herself down onto her lover's pole.
Her hot box squeezes Harry the deeper he pushes into her. His balls slap against her and Angela feels the desire to push into him. Suddenly upon the first sign of the orgasm, Harry rolls her over onto the bed.
'His legs are free.'
Angela's legs lift up into the air for them to be elevated over Harry's shoulders. Harry grabs them and spreads them a little bit. He slams down into her and makes her see a flash of light. Harry's huge cock pulls out of her. He touches her, teases her before moving it in.
Harry holds onto Angela and keeps working her over. Her tight pussy closes in on Harry and releases it. He slowly builds himself up for her. He slowly enjoys the feeling. She bridges up off of the bed and this allows Harry more leverage to pound her like she deserves.
"Keep with me," Harry breathes. "I'm feeling much better. This is the best therapy."
Angela rakes her nails down Harry's shoulder and coos at him with hunger. Her eyes glaze over from Harry's attentions to her body. She pumps up and down on his big meaty cock allowing it to slide into her body. He teases her ass and Angela's entire body warms up with delight.
"Oh, you're going to make me cum soon," Harry groans.
She increases her friction on him and bridges up. Angela's legs now wrap around Harry's ass as he fucks her and fucks her hard. His fingers touch her sides with each push inside of her body. Harry rises up and falls into her on the bed. His balls swell with so much cum Angela becomes even hornier at the thought of Harry seeding her.
Closer Harry gets to spilling his massive load inside of her. Angela's tight cunt stretches around him with each push. His balls slap against her which make delightful sounds escape her mouth. These sounds only spur Harry on and ensure he remains steady against her. Their warm bodies collide with the most delicious friction possible. Harry rises up and drops down into her with a few hard pumps of his cock inside of her.
"Yes," Angela purrs while digging her nail into Harry's shoulder. "YES!"
Harry jams his hard cock inside of her perfectly tight and pussy. He rises up and drops down into her to take as much of himself into her as humanly possible. He reaches closer to his orgasm. The build-up in him makes him feel much closer to spilling each drop of seed inside of her perfectly tight body. Harry pulls out of her almost all the way and then shoves more of himself inside of her.
"Closer," Harry groans when shoving his hard cock inside of her perfectly body.
"YES!" Angela screams out at the top of her lungs. "YES!"
He drills himself into her. Harry's clenching balls reach their payload until the moment where he drives himself into her. He tightens and releases his seed inside of her body.
Each warm blast of cum makes Angela jolt up in time to receive it. The combination of sexual juices only increase with each moment Harry penetrates her. He pulls almost all the way out of her and pushes into her. His eyes flash over.
Angela's mouth hangs halfway open. A drop of drool spills from her mouth. She absent mindedly lifts a finger up and touches it to the side of her mouth. A smile passes over her.
A warm breath comes onto her ear. "I'm not finished with you yet."
One of Harry's fingers slip into her tight asshole to make Angela tense up completely. Harry's finger pushes in and out of her asshole, loosening it, and lubricating it for what's to come.
"You're so hot, I have to," Harry tells her.
"Yes, you do," she agrees with him.
His big meaty cock, now hard again, brushes against her asshole. The woman known to Overwatch as Mercy bites down onto her lip and awaits Harry for entering her. His massive cock comes a half of an inch away from slipping inside of her tight ass. Harry squeezes her cheeks and pulls back from her to allow Mercy to breath in.
Then, his cock finds its way nestled in between her perfectly tight ass cheeks. Angela flexes her asshole around Harry and takes him as much and hard as possible inside. Harry pulls almost all the way out of her and then drives back into her.
He's inside of her ass, a place which many men would love nothing better than to be. The feeling, the warm and perfect feeling, builds Harry up. He skims her body and makes Angela lose it with a couple of soft moans. He plants his cock deep inside of her.
"Fuck..fuck..fuck…my ass! HARD!"
Harry grabs onto her as hard as possible and hammers her warm hole for everything he's worth. Angela's tightening butt cheeks clamp down onto him as Harry feeds her his enormous cock. He pulls completely out of her and touches the inside of her asshole with his hard prick. He pulls almost out of her and then shoves more of himself inside of her to really stretch her out.
She really feels the burn and the lust growing inside of her. Harry puts her through the paces and makes her cum from his cock in her ass.
Shifting his position, Harry lays himself against Angela's back, pressing against her. His hands ensnare her breasts to grab them and to increase her pleasure. Harry channels magic through her nipples. Both lie on their sides when Harry hammers her perfect ass like its always meant to be.
One hand alternates between rubbing her breasts and the other hand attacks her already damp pussy. The sensations building in Angela cause her to almost black out from the pleasure. No one forgets that huge cock wedging deep inside of her ass as well.
"And to think…you're the one in need of some attention to make you feel good."
"Yes," she agrees. "YES!"
She almost peaks. Harry slows her down to appreciate the feeling inside of her.
"I think we can both agree that I'm one hundred percent healthy and ready to go."
"YES!" she screams at the top of her lungs. "YES!"
Harry plants his hard cock inside of her warm anal passage and makes her cry out in glee. She clenches his cock and fingers, where they are. Harry removes his fingers from her pussy and shoves them into her mouth. The greedy sucking Angela performs on him only makes Harry drive his cock deeper inside of her ass.
"All good things come to an end eventually," Harry breathes. "And I'm getting close."
He slows down just enough to appreciate this ass. Now both of his hands cup the juicy cheeks while he drives into her puckered back passage. Angela's warmth sucks him in. His balls keep slapping against her the deeper Harry drives inside of her.
"Cum in my ass," Angela breathes. "Please….I want…."
She gives way to a moan and Harry holds onto her chest now. He attacks the back of her neck with kisses and makes Angela's mind go on a roller coaster ride. She crashes down in her own mind the deeper Harry plants himself inside of her tight body.
"Oh, don't worry, honey," Harry tells her with a nip on her ear. "I'll give you everything that you want…and so much more."
The healer craves her patient's cum. She wants it to soak his ass. Harry keeps planting inside of her warm hole with a few more thrusts. Those balls swell nice and big for the end and the end comes closer for her. Harry pulls away from her, tip of his cock inside of her before he bottoms out in her ass.
Then, the cum spills into her. Thick white globs of semen shoot into Angela's ass. It overflows before Harry gets done pounding it. He keeps grinding into her and pushing into her. His hands move faster than a blur.
Angela entertains a thought it's almost like he has six of them. Harry pulls completely out of her with the last push and then rolls over onto his back. Her head drops onto his chest.
"Diagnosis is that you're good to go," Angela manages after coming down from a sexual high. "But I recommend a follow up example just to be on the safe side."
"If you think that's for the best."
Harry runs a finger down her back which causes a chill to roll down her spine. Other than that small, distracting moment, they have time to rest until the followup.
End.
Next Chapter: 1/8/2018.