Eximius Ch.01

"Well, I'm already seeing some symptoms. Bronchitis?" I ask.

She nods. "Yes, and the doctors are taking way too long to get me any kind of medication. I just want to breathe normal again," she says.

"Give me your hands," I request and then hold them in mine.

Heat courses through my body as it connects with hers to find out all that's wrong with her. It's not enough information, so I ask to place my hands on her chest, so she allows me to. I place them both just above her smallish breasts and close my eyes again. She breathes as deep as she can, her heartbeat racing from having fit after fit of coughing.

"Sorry," she apologizes but I don't say anything. My heartbeat races as my body works to counter her illness, now that it has all the information. Once I'm done, my eyes snap open and connect with her big, brown ones.

"How would you like to do this?" I ask.

"What are my options?" she asks, though I'm sure she already knows.

"I could go into another room to produce the, uh, product and you can drink it, or I can inject it directly from the source."

"And you mean through sex, right?" she asks as if to clarify, but I can tell she knows full well what I mean.

I nod. "I do have a built in syringe," I tell her and she giggles, which then turns into another small coughing fit.

"Which is quicker?" she asks.

I shrug. "They're about the same, but you don't have to taste it if I 'inject' you," I tell her.

She smirks. "I think I'll take the injection, doctor," she says as flirtatiously as her lack of breathing will permit.

"I was hoping so," I admit with a grin. I take her by the hand and lead her to my room. As soon as we're inside, she attacks me, planting her small mouth on mine.

"Should I get you going?" she asks.

"You can do whatever you like," I tell her and she immediately drops to her knees.

"I'm so glad you have this as an option. I don't get laid too often," she tells me and then unfastens my belt, then my pants and then pulls them down along with my boxers. She takes my cock into her mouth and sucks me until I'm good and hard which doesn't take long at all. She then stands up, pulls her black tank top up and over her head, tossing it to the ground. I attack her cute little breasts, eliciting excited gasps from her. She almost coughs again when I massage the other one.

I switch back and forth as she jerks my cock slowly. I then drop to my knees and unbutton her tight, black jeans. I peel them off of her body, taking her thong with her (yes, it's black as well; I'm picking up a theme with her). As I stand up, I pull off my polo shirt and toss it aside and then pick her up and carry her to the bed. I lay her down gently and then crawl over her petite frame. She spreads her legs automatically and I lower myself on top of her. As my cock presses against her opening, I feel the tightness of her slit as it opens and sucks in my cock. Her thin legs wrap around my waist as she pulls me the rest of the way into her with a small scream.

"FUCK!" she cries as I bottom out inside of her a little too quickly. I pull out a quarter of the way and drive back into her. After how worked up I've been this afternoon, I know I won't last long, but I don't think she will either. She humps into me as I plow into her. We skip past love-making and go straight to fucking. Her arms wrap around my neck as I drive into her. Her eyes connect with mine and we kiss lustfully, our tongues wrestling wildly.

I fuck her fast and hard, and she seems to like it that way as she quickly nears her orgasm. I'm also reaching mine already as well. My body goes warm again as my DNA alters to form a cure for her. As my balls tighten, I feel my cock grow hotter as I pound into her tight little cunt. She looks up at me with wide eyes due to the heat my cock is producing. My confident eyes assure her that this is normal. She digs her nails into my back as I drive my last thrusts into her pussy. Then, suddenly, my cock explodes into her womb, coating her walls with her medication. She screams as I inject her pussy with my healing cum. When I'm finished, I collapse on top of her. She strokes the back of my head for a few seconds as we both catch our breath.

"If only all doctor's visits were like this," she praises, causing us both to laugh. "Holy shit, I can breathe again!" she cries and then kisses my neck. "You are amazing! And not just in bed!"

I laugh. "You weren't too bad yourself," I compliment her and then pull out to lie down next to her as we calm back down.

"Does it always happen this quickly?" she asks.

"The sex or the healing?" I joke.

"The healing, the sex was great. A quick pounding and then I leave? I love it!" she laughs and no fits of coughing follow this time.

"The healing is almost immediate, depending on the illness."

"I think I'll just come to you instead of my doctor from now on," she says, curling up next to me.

I grin. "No complaints here," I tell her.

She kisses me and then asks if she can clean up in the bathroom. "That's what it's there for," I tell her and watch her nice little ass jiggle as she walks into my bathroom to shower. I hear my video screen alert again. I don't have any other appointments for the day, so it has to be a personal call. I grab my robe from my bathroom and then retreat to my office.

"Hey, Mom," I say when I answer.

"You need to come home immediately!" my mother says frantically.

"What's wrong?" I ask concerned.

"It's your sister. I think she's dying."

"What? I just saw her a half an hour ago!"

"Well, she must have taken something. Your father found an empty syringe on the floor next to her bed and she's barely breathing. Come home and fix her!" she pleads.

"Mom, do you realize what you're asking me to do?" I ask her.

"I don't care. This is your sister's life we're talking about!"

I nod and promise to be there as soon as I can.