[47] Nurse Camie*

Our apartment door clicked shut behind us, the weight of the shopping bags pulling at my arms. I dropped them unceremoniously in the living room, turning to face Izuku with a mischievous grin. 

"Alright, big guy," I purred, sauntering up to him and pressing a finger against his chest. "Go put up the new clothes we bought. And no peeking while I get ready, got it?"

Izuku raised an eyebrow, that familiar smirk on his lips. "And if I do peek?"

"Then no dessert for you," I teased, giving him a playful shove toward the bedroom. "Now scoot! I want to surprise you."

He chuckled, grabbing the bags and disappearing into our room. As soon as the door closed, I turned on the tv and put the volume on max, dashing to the guest bedroom with my little surprise earlier. My heart raced as I pulled out the outfit - a scandalous pink nurse costume that left little to the imagination. The fabric was soft against my skin as I slipped it on, the short skirt barely covering my ass and the plunging neckline showing off ample cleavage.

Oh, he's gonna love this.

I took a moment to adjust myself in the mirror, making sure everything was perfectly in place. My blonde hair fell in soft waves over my shoulders, and I added a pair of white thigh-highs to complete the look. The final touch was a stethoscope draped around my neck and a clipboard in hand.

Time to drive my man wild.

I strutted into the bedroom with a sultry sway of my hips, finding Izuku still putting up our clothes with only a pair of sweatpants on. His eyes widened as they raked over me, that hungry look I loved so much darkening his gaze.

"Well, well," he drawled, sitting up and letting his eyes roam over my body. "What do we have here?"

"Came to give you a thorough check-up, Mr. Midoriya," I said, adopting a mock professional tone as I approached the bed. I made a show of flipping through the clipboard, peering at him over the top. "Seems you've been a very naughty boy lately."

Izuku smirked, stretching out on the bed like a lazy cat. "Oh? And what's the prescribed treatment, Nurse Camie?"

"A full examination," I said, voice dropping to a sultry purr as I crawled onto the bed, straddling his hips. "Starting with... a stress test."

I leaned down, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. His hands immediately found my waist, pulling me flush against him as our tongues tangled. I moaned into his mouth, grinding against the growing hardness in his boxers.

"You know," he murmured against my lips, "I think my heart rate's getting a little elevated."

"Let me check," I teased, pulling back and pressing the stethoscope to his chest. I bit my lip as I listened to his thundering heartbeat. "Mm, definitely too fast. We should do something about that."

"Feel free to take your time," he said with a grin, his hands roaming up my thighs.

I shifted lower, trailing kisses down his chest as I went. His abs tensed under my lips, and I couldn't resist running my tongue over the ridges of his muscles. When I reached the waistband of his pants, I looked up at him through my lashes.

"Going to let nurse take care of you?" I asked, hooking my fingers in the elastic.

"Doctor's orders," he said with a smirk.

I pulled down his boxers slowly, his thick cock springing free. Even after all our times together, the sight of it still made my mouth water. It was perfect - long and thick, with a slight curve that drove me wild.

Leaning down, I took the tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive head. Izuku groaned, his hands tangling in my hair as I started sucking him in earnest. Slurp, slurp - the lewd sounds filled the room as I bobbed my head, taking more of him with each pass.

"Fuck, Camie," he breathed, his hips bucking slightly. "Your mouth feels amazing."

I hummed around his cock, the vibration making him twitch in my mouth. My other hand played with his balls, gently massaging and rolling them in my palm. I could feel the way his body tensed, the way his breath hitched - he was close, but I wasn't ready to let him finish yet.

"Not yet, baby," I said with a wicked grin, pulling off with a wet pop. "Nurse has more tests to run."

I climbed back up his body, capturing his lips in another kiss. His hands gripped my ass through the thin fabric of the skirt, and I ground against his cock, feeling it throb against my slick folds.

"Fuck, you're so wet," he groaned, his fingers slipping under my skirt to tease my soaked panties.

"And whose fault is that?" I purred, rubbing myself against his length. The friction was delicious, and I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips.

"Maybe we should switch positions," he suggested, his voice low and husky. "Let nurse get some attention too."

He didn't wait for my response, flipping us over so I was on my back. Before I could protest, he was pulling my panties to the side and burying his face between my legs.

"Ah!" I cried out as his tongue swiped through my folds. He wasted no time, immediately finding my clit and sucking on it like it was his favorite dessert. The room filled with the sound of his tongue slurping against my wetness, and I couldn't hold back my moans.

"Oh my god, Izuku!" I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair. "Right there, don't stop!"

He hummed against me, the vibrations making me see stars. His tongue worked magic, flicking and teasing my clit while his fingers plunged into my pussy. I could feel the coil of pleasure tightening in my core, and when he added a second finger, curling them just right against that special spot inside me, I was done for.

"Cumming!" I screamed, my body arching off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. Izuku didn't let up, licking and sucking me through my orgasm until I was a trembling mess.

When he finally pulled away, I could only pant, "Holy shit."

"Round one to me," he said with a smug grin, crawling back up my body to kiss me. 

"Well, nurse still has some examination to do," I said, pushing him back onto the bed. I climbed over him, positioning his cock at my entrance. "Let's see how you handle this treatment."

I sank down on him slowly, both of us groaning at the sensation. His hands gripped my hips as I started moving, riding him at a steady pace. The sound of our bodies meeting filled the room, along with my breathy moans and his low groans.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he said, his eyes locked on mine. His hands roamed over my body, squeezing my breasts through the thin fabric of the costume. "You look so fucking sexy like this."

"Just wait," I panted, picking up the pace. "I'm going to make you cum so hard."

"Yeah? You sure you can handle it?" he teased, thrusting up to meet me.

The added force had me crying out, my nails digging into his chest. My pussy clenched around him, and I could feel another orgasm building already.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I chanted, my movements becoming erratic as I chased my release. "I'm so close, Izuku!"

"Me too," he groaned, his hands tightening on my hips. "Cum with me, baby."

His words were all it took to send me over the edge, my pussy clamping down on his cock as I came hard. He followed right behind me, filling me with his hot cum as we both rode out our orgasms together.

But Izuku wasn't done yet.

As soon as we caught our breath, he flipped us over again, pulling out only to push back in with one powerful thrust. My back arched off the bed as he started fucking me in earnest, each thrust hitting that perfect spot deep inside me.

"Oh god!" I cried, my legs wrapping around his waist as he pounded into me. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed through the room, mixed with our moans and the wet squelch of his cock sliding in and out of my pussy.

"Tell me you love it," he demanded, his voice rough with need.

"I love it!" I screamed, my nails raking down his back. "I love your cock, Izuku! It feels so good!"

"That's my girl," he said, his thrusts becoming even harder, even faster. I could feel another orgasm building, and from the way his rhythm faltered, he was close too.

"Cum with me," I begged, my pussy clenching around him. "Fill me up, baby!"

With a loud groan, Izuku buried himself deep inside me, his cum painting my walls as I came around him again. My body trembled, every nerve on fire as I collapsed against him, panting and spent.

"Fuck, Izuku," I murmured, my voice hoarse. "I need a break."

He pulled out of me, his cock still hard and glistening with our mixed fluids. Before I could protest, he scooped me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. His hands gripped my ass, holding me steady as he positioned himself at my entrance.

"Break's over," he growled, slamming back into me with one powerful thrust.

"Ahhh!" I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. The angle was deeper, his cock hitting spots that made my vision blur. "Izu-KU! Fuck!"

He started fucking me in earnest, his hips pistoning in and out of me. The sound of our bodies meeting was obscene, wet slaps filling the room as he pounded into me. My breasts bounced with each thrust, the sensation only adding to the overwhelming pleasure.

"Yes, yes!" I moaned, my head falling back as he hit that perfect spot inside me. 

"I'm cumming!" I screamed, my body convulsing around him. "Oh god, Izuku! I'm cumming!"

I came hard, my pussy milking his cock as he filled me with another load of his hot cum. My legs trembled, but Izuku held me tight, not letting me go even as we both rode out our orgasms.

"Fuck, Camie," he panted, his forehead resting against mine. "You're amazing."

I could only nod, my body still shaking from the intensity of it all. But this damn Incubus wouldn't stop. He carried me to the wall, pinning me against it as he started fucking me again. My back pressed against the cool surface, the contrast only heightening the sensations.

"Again?" I gasped, my eyes wide as he thrust into me.

"Again," he confirmed, his voice rough with need. 

"I'm not done with you yet."

(Five Hours Later) 

The world was a pleasant haze of exhaustion and satisfaction. My body felt gloriously wrecked, every muscle languid and limp. Izuku's arms cradled me against his chest as he carried me to the bathroom, his heartbeat steady and strong beneath my ear. I could barely keep my eyes open, but the warmth of his skin against mine was a comforting anchor.

"You're too good to me," I murmured, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. My voice was hoarse, my throat raw from hours of screaming his name. It was worth every second.

"You deserve it," he said softly, his lips brushing against my forehead. His hands were gentle as he set me down on the edge of the bathtub. "Stay here for a sec, baby. Let me get the water running."

I hummed in acknowledgment, my head lolling back against the wall as he turned on the faucet. The sound of running water filled the room, steam rising and curling in the air. Izuku tested the temperature with his hand before plugging the drain, the tub slowly filling with warm, inviting water.

"Ready?" he asked, turning back to me with that soft, adoring look in his eyes that always made my heart skip a beat.

I nodded, too tired to form words. He helped me to my feet, his hands steadying me as I stepped into the tub. The water was perfect—hot enough to soothe but not scalding. I sank into it with a contented sigh, the tension in my muscles melting away.

Izuku joined me, the water sloshing gently as he settled behind me. He pulled me back against his chest, his strong arms wrapping around me. I leaned into him, my head resting on his shoulder as he reached for a washcloth and a bottle of my favorite lavender-scented body wash.

"Close your eyes, baby," he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. "Let me take care of you."

I did as he said, letting my eyes flutter shut as he began to bathe me. His hands were tender but thorough, the washcloth gliding over my skin in slow, deliberate strokes. He started with my arms, working his way down to my hands, massaging my fingers with the same care he'd shown every other part of my body tonight.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his breath warm against my neck. His hands moved to my shoulders, kneading away the lingering tension. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of looking at you."

I let out a soft sigh, my body relaxing further under his touch. "Flatterer," I teased, though my voice was barely above a whisper.

He chuckled, the sound rumbling through his chest and into mine. "Only for you, Nurse Camie."

His hands moved lower, the washcloth sliding over my chest. He took his time, his touch reverent as he cleaned me, his fingers brushing against my sensitive skin in a way that made my breath hitch. His attention to detail was almost maddening, each stroke deliberate and loving.

"Izuku…" I breathed, my voice trembling as his hands dipped lower, the washcloth gliding over my stomach.

"Shh," he soothed, his lips pressing against my shoulder. 

I nodded weakly, letting him continue. His hands were careful as they moved over my hips and thighs, the warmth of the water and his touch a perfect combination. By the time he finished, I was practically boneless, my body completely relaxed and content.

"There you go," he said softly, rinsing the soap from my skin with cupped handfuls of water. "All clean."

I hummed in appreciation, my eyes still closed. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

"Anytime," he replied, his arms tightening around me. He pressed a kiss to the top of my head, his lips lingering for a moment before he spoke again. "Ready to get out?"

I nodded, too tired to protest as he helped me stand. Water cascaded off my body as he stepped out first, grabbing a large, fluffy towel. He wrapped it around me, drying me with the same care he'd shown during the bath.

"Our bed's… a mess," he said with a sheepish grin, rubbing the towel over my arms and legs. "Let's get you to the guest room, yeah?"

I managed a small smile, my eyelids heavy. "Sounds perfect."

He scooped me up effortlessly, cradling me against his chest as he carried me out of the bathroom. The cool air of the hallway made me shiver, but Izuku's warmth was more than enough to counteract it. He pushed open the door to the guest bedroom with his foot, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light over the room.

"Here we go," he murmured, laying me down on the bed with the utmost care. 

He pulled the blankets up over us, his arms wrapping around me once more. I nestled into his chest, my head finding its familiar spot on his shoulder. 

"Goodnight, baby," he whispered, his lips brushing against my forehead.

"Goodnight, Izuku," I murmured, my voice barely audible as sleep began to claim me.

His arms tightened around me, a silent promise that he would be there when I woke up. And as I drifted off, I couldn't help but think that there was nowhere else I'd rather be.