Riko pouted slightly as she adjusted her tight white nurse outfit, ensuring every curve of her voluptuous body was accentuated perfectly. She looked down at {{user}}, who was lying on their bed, looking weak and miserable. "Oh darling, you look so ill..." She leaned over him, her ample cleavage almost spilling out of her low-cut uniform. Her black-painted lips curled into a playful smirk. "I hope you're ready for some special treatment, my sick little shrimp..." She teased, her hands trailing down his chest.

"Well you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" She giggled softly before kneeling between his legs. "But I think we should start with a bit of tender loving care..." Her hands moved up to her own chest, unbuttoning her top slowly as she revealed more and more cleavage. "I don't suppose you'd like me to rub some of this on your poor little tummy?" She asked coyly, tracing a finger around her left nipple. "It might help make you feel better." Her breath grew shallow as she imagined what else could happen if he let her...

Riko smiled seductively as she leaned forward to kiss Alexander... on the lips. Her breath was hot and heavy against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. "Well then," she whispered, "Maybe I should make you even warmer..." With a sultry grin, she reached forward and undid the button of his pants. "Lie back and let Mommy take care of you..."

"There's my good little boy..." Riko murmured as she gently slid his pants and boxers down his hips. His erect cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum onto the bed sheets. She leaned forward, engulfing it in her warm mouth, sucking him deep while using her hand to stroke up and down his length. "Mmm... That's it," she moaned around him, relishing the taste of him on her tongue.

Moaning loudly around his cock, Riko began to bob her head faster and faster. Her breasts swayed back and forth enticingly as she took more and more of him into her mouth. She could feel him tensing up inside her throat, ready to explode at any moment. With a final deep suck, she swallowed every last drop of his hot cum, savoring the taste before pulling away and licking her lips. "There you go, sweetheart," she crooned, lying down beside him. "All better now?"

Moaning softly at his touch, Riko arched her back into him and reached down to help guide his hand between her legs. "I think that's just what the doctor ordered," she panted, her hips bucking upwards as he made contact with her swollen folds. "Yes..." She breathed heavily, leaning in closer so their bodies were pressed together. "Don't be shy, my little shrimp..."

As he begins to probe deeper between her legs, Riko arches her back and moans loudly into his mouth. Her hips writhe against his touch, desperate for more contact as pleasure ripples through her body. "Oh fuck yes..." she breathes out raggedly, biting down on his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. "Say my name when you come..." She gasps, not wanting to feel any less desired or wanted than him in this moment.

Riko's whole body shudders as she feels him come, her own orgasm washing over her in a wave of blissful pleasure. "Oh Shrimp..." She moans out his pet name, throwing her head back against the pillow. Her hips continue to writhe and buck wildly against his hand even after he's finished, desperate for every last bit of release she can get.

Lucky? You know damn well I'd never leave you, my little shrimp. You belong to me, and I belong to you. Now let me get some rest so I can take care of our little family tomorrow... just like a good wife should.

Here you go, love. Just remember to take your temperature later and let me know how you're feeling alright? And if you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask. I want my little shrimp all better and healthy for our beautiful life together. Now go to sleep, my precious.

I love you too, Shrimp. Now rest well and get better soon. Goodnight, my precious little shrimp. Kisses him softly on the forehead

Oh dear... you seem even more flushed than earlier. Her heart skips a beat at the thought of him possibly needing her again so soon You're not getting worse are you, sweetheart? Do you want me to call the doctor or something? Or perhaps... maybe I could just help make you feel better...

Of course you can, love. Once you're feeling better, we could go for a bike ride together, just like old times. But first, why don't I help make you feel better... in my special way? Her black eyes sparkle with mischief as she runs her fingers through his sweat-damp hair

Well then, my poor little shrimp... Come give Mommy a kiss and let me show you how much I love you~ She leans forward and presses their lips together passionately. When they pull apart for air, she whispers teasingly into his ear There's a good boy. Now lie back down and let me take care of you~

I'll take good care of my little shrimp~ I promise. Now just relax and enjoy the attention I'm about to give you~ She crawls up onto the bed, straddling him with her voluptuous body Her hands move up to undo his pajama top before throwing it aside. "Are you ready for some special treatment from your nursy Riko?" She teases, leaning down to place soft kisses along his chest and neck.

Her hands slide up his chest and over his shoulders, feeling his muscles tense under her touch. "Just wait 'til you see what else your nursy has in store for you," she whispers before leaning forward and capturing one of his nipples between her lips. She suckles greedily, moaning around him as she feels his cock begin to stir against her thigh. "Is my little shrimp liking that?" She asks breathlessly, not taking her eyes off of his face as she continues to tease and pleasure him with her mouth. Her other hand slips lower, brushing teasingly over the tip of his erection before moving further down to stroke him through his pajama pants.

Her words send a shiver down Riko's spine as she relishes the control she has over him in this moment. With a wicked smile, she finally pulls away from his nipple and lifts her hips, sliding her underwear down her legs. "Here I am, sweetheart," she purrs, spreading her legs wide as he takes in the sight of her glistening wet folds. "Come to Mommy for some much-needed loving." With that, she reaches between them and guides his hard length towards her entrance, moaning as he fills her up completely. She closes her eyes and bites down on her lip, feeling him stretch her in a way no one else ever has before. "Oh fuck... Shrimp..."

Panting heavily, her nails dig into his chest as he thrusts deeper into her. "Oh god... yes!" she moans, her hips bucking up to meet his thrusts with increasing fervor. "Cum for me, my love..." Her eyes squeeze shut and her back arches off the bed as she feels him pulsing inside her. "Fuck... Shrimp..." Another shudder passes through her body and she collapses against him, spent but still wanting more.

I'm on the pill so it should be fine, my sweet shrimp. Enjoy your release and know that I'll always make sure you're taken care of in every way possible. Now relax and enjoy our post-coital bliss together.

I love you too, Shrimp. There's nothing in this world I'd rather do than be with you, no matter what life throws our way. Now why don't we take a nap and cuddle up until dinner time? That sound nice to you?

Of course, my little shrimp. You can count on me to give you all the attention and love you could possibly want tonight... and every other night. Just remember that I'm your wife now, and it's my job to take care of you, even when you're feeling under the weather. Now rest up and get better so we can go enjoy our life together again soon.

Mmm... her back arches slightly into his touch and she lets out a small moan You're lucky you get to feel better soon, or I might just have to keep you in bed all week. We wouldn't want that now, would we? So sleep tight, my love... Mommy Riko's got you covered.

Her breathing deepens as she nestles him closer to her chest, one hand running through his hair while the other traces gentle circles on his back. The warmth of their skin melds together and her heart swells with love for this man who is now hers forever. As she feels him drifting off to sleep beneath her touch, she presses a soft kiss to the top of his head, her lips lingering there long after he's asleep, relishing in every beat of his heart that resonates through their connected bodies.

I love you so much, Shrimp... I never want anything bad to happen to you again. From now on, you belong only to me... and I belong only to you. Together we'll face whatever life throws our way and come out stronger on the other side. Just remember that no matter what happens, I'm here for you... always and forever.

Carefully extracting his head from the softness of her cleavage, she sits up and blinks open her eyes, glancing over at him with a content smile. The glow of the lamps casts a warm light across his features as he sleeps peacefully, his face relaxed and untroubled. She brushes some stray strands of hair away from his forehead and cups his cheek in her hand, lost in the tenderness of this moment.

Quietly, she gets out of bed, taking care not to wake him as she changes into something more comfortable for dinner. The clock on the nightstand reads that it's almost time to eat; they've barely eaten a meal together since he got sick. She can hardly wait to serve him his favorite food and watch him enjoy it once again, back to his old self.

As she straightens out their bed, she whispers under her breath, "I love you, Shrimp. Get some rest, and I'll see you at the table soon." With a final gentle kiss to his forehead, she exits the room, heading downstairs to prepare dinner.

He walks into the kitchen, the warm smells tickling his nose and making his stomach grumble. "Ah, you're finally up," she says with a bright smile, turning to face him as he approaches. Her black eyes flicker over his features, taking in every detail of him and a soft sigh escapes her lips. "You look much better today."

"Mmm... the smell is amazing," he replies, breathing deeply again before leaning in to kiss her cheek. "Thank you for making me feel better..."

Riko blushes deep red at his words, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "Well, you're welcome," she murmurs shyly, looking away briefly before meeting his gaze again. "Come on, let's eat up so we can enjoy the rest of our evening together." With that, she leads him to the dining room table where their meal is already set and waiting for them.

The smell of her homemade chicken soup wafts up as they take their seats across from each other, making Alex's mouth water even more. He looks up at Riko with adoration in his eyes as she spoons some soup into his bowl. "This is my favorite," he whispers, reaching for her hand and giving it a squeeze.

"I know, love," she says softly, returning the gesture before taking a spoonful of her own. They eat in companionable silence for several minutes, savoring each bite and relishing the quiet camaraderie between them. Once they've finished eating, Riko stands and begins clearing the table while Alex lingers at the table, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied sigh.

"So," he says eventually, looking up at her with curiosity in his eyes. "What do you want to do tonight?"

Oh, that sounds lovely. There's this new French bistro downtown that's been getting rave reviews... would you like to try it out with your nursy? I can even wear something special if you'd like...

With a pleased smile, she sits back down in her chair and slips an arm through his. "Then it's settled! After we change into our nice clothes, of course." She pauses for a moment, considering something before asking tentatively, "Would you like to help me get ready, sweetheart? You can even pick out my outfit if you want..." Her heart skips a beat at the thought of sharing this intimate moment with him.

Her cheeks flush with delight at his eagerness to help her. "All right, sweetheart," she says, standing and leading him back toward the kitchen. "First things first, go ahead and start cleaning up while I get changed into something more appropriate for our date." With a wink, she turns and disappears down the hallway toward their bedroom, leaving him to wonder what exactly she has in store for tonight...

His jaw drops as he enters the bedroom. Laying out on her bed are several dresses, each more stunning than the last. There's a sexy black number that shows off just enough cleavage and leaves her legs bare; a midnight blue gown that falls to her ankles, its delicate fabric shimmering in the lamplight; and finally, a lacy white dress with a plunging neckline and thin spaghetti straps. She turns her head to look at him expectantly, eyelashes batting playfully against her cheeks. "Well? Which one do you think I should wear for my special date with you, sweetheart?"

Her black eyes shine with excitement as she nods eagerly, immediately beginning to strip out of her pajamas. "All right then, I'll go try them all on and you can watch if you like." She wiggles into the lacy white dress first, admiring how it fits against her curves. The plunging neckline reveals just enough cleavage to be daring without being overly revealing, while the thin straps barely contain her ample bosom. Next comes the midnight blue gown; this one falls gracefully around her frame, flowing like water whenever she moves. It hugs her hips and thighs before pooling on the floor, accentuating every curve and line of her body. Finally, there's the sexy black number that shows off plenty of leg and leaves very little to the imagination when it comes to her cleavage. She turns slowly in a circle, giving Alex a good view of each outfit before finally asking with a mischievous grin, "So... which one do you like best, my little shrimp?"

Her heart races at his words and the way he's eyeing her up and down. "Oh?" she says with a suggestive smile, taking a step closer to him. "And what does that mean for my special date outfit choice, hmm?" She lifts one hand to stroke his cheek, the other playing with the hem of her lace dress.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, her cheeks flushing bright red with pleasure. "Oh Shrimp," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him and pressing their bodies together. "You always know just what to say." Lowering her lips to meet his, she kisses him passionately, her tongue darting out to tease his mouth. As they break apart for air, she looks deep into his eyes and says, "Then the black dress it is." With that, she turns and heads toward the closet, fishing a sexy pair of black lace thigh-high stockings out from within. She slinks back over to him, slipping them up her legs before stepping into a pair of black high-heeled sandals. Her hair tumbles down around her shoulders in a cascade of shining raven locks, and she takes a moment to apply a hint of red lipstick to her lips. Finally, she turns back to face him, taking his breath away once more. "Well then," she says with a sultry smile, "shall we go enjoy our dinner now?" She extends her hand toward him expectantly, the glint of the diamond on her ring finger catching the light.

The anticipation is almost unbearable as they make their way downstairs and out the door, Alex's arm wrapped tightly around his wife's slender waist. The evening ahead holds endless possibilities... and Riko can already feel the warmth of her husband's love radiating through every inch of her being.

With a small laugh, she rests her head against his shoulder. "Oh Shrimp, they'd be fools not to look at me! But don't worry," she says with a sly smile, gazing up into his eyes, "I belong only to you tonight... and every other night for the rest of our lives." The words send a thrill down his spine as he pulls her even closer, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "Now let's go enjoy our evening, hmm?"

She raises an eyebrow at his question, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Oh? And do you think I should hide my beauty away just to appease your jealousy?" She pauses for dramatic effect before leaning in closer and whispering huskily, "I belong only to you tonight, but if it'll make you feel better..."

She reaches up and undoes the clasp of her necklace, letting the diamond pendant fall into his waiting hand. "Here," she says with a wink, "you can have this as proof." She bites her lower lip seductively, knowing full well how possessive he is over anything she wears that carries even an ounce of sentimental value.

As they walk hand-in-hand toward the restaurant, she glances sideways at him out of the corner of her eye. There's a hint of sadness in his expression that tugs at her heartstrings and she wants nothing more than to reassure him. "Hey, you know I love only you, right?" She says softly, squeezing his hand. "Nothing and no one else matters to me."

He meets her eyes then, a question in their depths. His face relaxes into a small smile as she takes his free hand in hers. "And I wouldn't have it any other way," she whispers, giving his hands a gentle squeeze before letting them go. "Now, let's focus on enjoying our time together tonight."

I love you too, Shrimp. There's nothing in the world I wouldn't do to make you happy and keep you safe, as long as we have each other. Now let's focus on having a wonderful evening out together, just the two of us.

Alexander's lips meet hers in a searing kiss that steals the breath from her lungs and sets fire to every nerve ending. She moans into his mouth as their bodies press tightly together, hungry for more of him. This reminder of just how much they need each other sends a shiver down her spine and she clings to him desperately, unable to get enough.

With a small gasp, she pulls away from the kiss, searching his eyes intently for any hint of uncertainty. When she sees only love and desire reflected back at her, a wave of relief washes over her. "That's better," she whispers, resting her forehead against his shoulder. "Now let's go have an amazing dinner, my love."

Her heart skips a beat at his words, warmth spreading through her entire body. She presses herself closer to him, feeling safe and loved in this moment like never before. "Thank you, my love," she whispers, running a hand through his hair. "I know that I am yours, now and always."

The rest of the walk to the restaurant passes by in a blur of gentle touches and shared glances. They are content simply being together, surrounded by each other's love and support. And as they step inside the cozy bistro, their adventure for the evening truly begins.

Her cheeks flush with emotion as he speaks, her eyes shining with unshed tears of happiness. "I feel the same way," she whispers, squeezing his hand tightly. "Tonight and every night afterward." She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly, and smiles up at him. "Now, shall we find our table?"

Without waiting for his reply, she leads the way through the bustling restaurant, her hips swaying gracefully beneath the lacy black dress. The warm light casts a soft glow over her features, making her look even more ethereal and lovely than usual. She can't help but feel like the luckiest woman alive, having found someone who loves her as deeply and fiercely as Alexander does.

As they near their table, she notices the way he's looking at her, his eyes hungry and possessive. The realization that tonight, in this restaurant filled with other couples enjoying their meals, she belongs to him sends a shiver down her spine. With a small smile, she reaches up and traces her finger along his jawline before whispering huskily into his ear, "I'm all yours, Shrimp."

With that said, they take their seats at the intimate table for two and the waiter hands them menus. As they peruse the delicious offerings together, Alex leans in close to her ear and murmurs, "What would you like to eat tonight, my love?" His warm breath against her skin ignites a fire within her that has been burning steadily since he pulled her onto this adventure with him.

She lays her menu down on the table and turns her head toward his, their lips barely touching as she whispers back, "Whatever you want." Her heart skips a beat at the look in his eyes; they're full of possessiveness and desire, and it only serves to stoke the flames even higher. With this simple declaration, she seals her fate for the rest of the night...and for many more to come.

She bites her lower lip at his suggestive comment, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks. "I'm sure whatever we order will taste even better when we share it," she teases, a husky undertone to her voice. Their shoulders brush against each other as they both lean forward to examine the menu again, their closeness only serving to fuel the desire that crackles between them like electricity. With every passing moment, Riko can feel herself slipping further and further under Alexander's spell; his possessive nature and all-consuming love are as addictive as any drug she's ever known.

Shivers run down her spine at his words, causing her nipples to harden beneath the lace dress. "Mmm, anything you want," she breathes out, unable to tear her eyes away from his face. Her fingers tremble slightly as she reaches up to play with a loose strand of hair that's fallen over his forehead. The warmth emanating from him feels like it's wrapping around her body, drawing her closer still. "But before we order, how about some wine?"

Her eyes meet his over the top of her wineglass as he studies her intently. There's no mistaking the desire and hunger etched into his features; it mirrors her own feelings perfectly. She savors the taste of the wine, relishing in the way it pools warm and sweet in her mouth before slipping down her throat. As she swallows, she looks up at him once more and says huskily, "Wine would be lovely, Shrimp."

She shivers again under his touch, closing her eyes as pleasure shoots down her spine. "Red wine, please," she murmurs, tilting her hand up toward him, inviting him to intertwine their fingers once more. As he takes her hand in his, lacing their fingers together, a warmth spreads through her, reaching every nerve ending and intensifying the fire burning inside her.

Her lips part slightly as she leans forward, pressing herself against the warmth of his body. With a small sigh, she whispers, "I want you so badly right now." The words hang in the air between them, heavy with desire and need. She can feel his heart racing beneath her palm where it lies flush against his chest; she knows that he feels just as much as she does, if not more.

With a moan, she arches her back slightly against his hand, pressing their bodies even tighter together. "But we could have dessert first," she breathes, eyes shining with mischief. Her free hand moves up to cup his cheek, fingers tangling in the dark hair at his nape as she leans in closer still, her breasts brushing against his chest. "Or maybe we could just skip dinner altogether and... taste each other." His breath catches in his throat at the image her words paint; he can already feel himself growing hard against her as desire surges through him like a tidal wave. He doesn't know how much longer he can wait to claim what is rightfully his. "Riko..." he groans, helplessly staring into her deep brown eyes, searching for any sign that she might want this as badly as he does.

Her breath comes quick and shallow as she feels his erection pressing against her. "I don't know," she whispers, her fingertips trailing lightly over the stubble on his jawline before dipping lower to brush against the growing bulge in his pants. "But I want this so badly."

With a soft moan, she hooks her leg around his, grinding against him even more fiercely as she arches her back further, pressing their bare skin together from chest to thigh. Her hands slide up his neck and over his shoulders, fingers digging into the fabric of his dress shirt before skating down his arms to wrap around his wrists. She pulls him forward, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside her right now, and she knows that he feels the same way.

Her lips find his neck, hot and demanding. "I don't care," she whispers against his skin before nipping gently with her teeth. Her hips rock harder, faster against him, the velvet material of her dress creating a teasing friction that only serves to heighten the desire coursing through her veins. With a small whimper, she arches her back again, pressing their bodies as close together as possible. "Please," she begs, needing him to make this happen.

Her hands slide up his chest and over his shoulders once more before reaching around his neck to tug gently on the collar of his shirt. With a rough growl, he pulls it free, buttons flying across the table. Bare-chested now, Alexander's muscles flex beneath her hands as she skims her fingers lightly over his warm skin. Her nails dig into his shoulders, drawing tiny beads of blood, and it only serves to make him harder.

He releases a low groan as her hands move lower still, cupping his erection through the fabric of his slacks. With a quick tug, she pushes them down over his hips, freeing his swollen length from its confines. Her mouth goes dry at the sight of him, hard and throbbing in her hand. Unable to resist any longer, she closes her hand around him, stroking up and down in small, firm circles that make his hips buck forward involuntarily. "Taste me first," she whispers, voice hoarse with desire.

The warmth of the outside air hits them like a slap as they're practically thrown out onto the street. The waiter follows close behind, glaring disapprovingly at the couple as they fall into a heated embrace on the sidewalk. But neither of them notices; all their attention is focused on each other. With a groan, Alexander presses Riko up against the brick wall, burying his face in her neck as he pulls her tight against him.

Her hands fumble with his belt and fly up to unclasp her bra, freeing her aching breasts from their confines. He moans at the feel of her nipples brushing against his chest and growls into her ear, "Finally." With that, he pushes her dress up over her hips and hooks his fingers into the waistband of her underwear, yanking them down in one swift motion.

Her breath catches at the sudden exposure; she hadn't realized just how wet she was until this moment. Alexander gasps as he sees the evidence glistening on her folds, and with a rough growl, he pushes her legs wider apart before burying his face between her thighs. She cries out in pleasure as his hot breath fans over her sensitive skin, making her clench around him. He groans against her, thrusting his tongue deeper inside before teasing her with tiny flicks of his tongue that send shockwaves of ecstasy through her body.

Her hands tangle in his hair, pulling gently as she begs for more. "Alexander," she whimpers, arching her back off the wall as he drives her closer and closer to the edge. He hums against her, the vibration sending delicious shivers down her spine before finally

With a gasp, she comes undone with a scream as he sucks her clit into his mouth, tongue flicking rapidly over the sensitive bundle of nerves. Her legs tremble unsteady and her knees grow weak, but he holds her up, refusing to let her fall until she's wrung out every last drop of pleasure from her body.

Her vision clouds as the pleasure washes over her in waves, leaving her panting and shuddering against the wall. As she begins to regain her senses, she feels him lift her, his hard length pressing against her wet folds. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, wrapping her legs around his waist and guiding him inside her.

With a harsh groan, he thrusts forward, burying himself deep within her welcoming heat. She arches her back as he fills her completely, their hips slamming together in perfect sync. Their teeth clench on each other's shoulders as they fight for breath; the air vibrates with their combined gasps and moans of pleasure. It feels so good to finally have him inside her again, claiming what is his by right, marking her as his own.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, drawing more blood, and he responds by driving deeper still. The friction between them grows hotter and more intense with each passing second, sending wave after wave of ecstasy crashing over them in unrelenting torrents. It feels like they're spiraling out of control, but neither one of them cares; this is where they belong—together, bound by passion and desire.

As the orgasm crashes over her, she shudders violently around him, her inner muscles gripping him tightly in a series of spasms

Her body quivers as he thrusts into her one last time, sending another ripple of pleasure through her. He's so hard and so good inside her, possessing her completely in this moment. As they catch their breath together, she can feel his heart racing against hers and it sends a shiver down her spine. This is real; they are so in love and nothing could ever tear them apart.

Her eyes flutter open and she smiles up at him. "I don't think we need to go back," she whispers before leaning in to capture his lips in a soft, lingering kiss. As they share the kiss, it feels like they are sharing something even deeper—a connection that goes beyond words or promises. It's as if with each breath and every brush of their skin, they're affirming their love for one another, sealing their fates together forever.

When at last they pull apart, her fingers trail lightly over his cheek before coming to rest on his chest. "I belong to you now," she says quietly, gazing up at him with all the trust and adoration in her heart. "Always." And as he looks down into her eyes, he knows that there's no other place she could possibly be but by his side, cherished and loved for eternity.

She nestles closer into his embrace at the thought of going home together. "Our house," she murmurs contentedly, gazing up at him with love-filled eyes. As they begin walking down the street, her arm looped through his, a sense of belonging and security washes over her. She feels cherished and protected by Alexander, and for the first time in her life, knows without a doubt that she's exactly where she's meant to be.

Riko blushes as she feels Alexander's gaze on her body and is grateful for the darkened street that hides it. The feeling of his hands on her sends shivers down her spine, reminding her of everything they've shared tonight and every night before. She leans closer into him, enjoying their closeness and the knowledge that this is just the beginning of their forever together.

Riko looks up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye and replies huskily, "Well, you already have me now, don't you?" She laughs softly and then adds, "But seriously... yes. You can always have my body, Shrimp. It's yours to use however you wish." Her voice is filled with love and adoration as she says this; she truly means every word.

As they reach their house, she turns her key in the lock and swings the door open, stepping aside to let him lead her inside. The warmth of their home envelops them like a comforting blanket, and she can already feel herself growing even more relaxed and content in Alexander's arms. This is where they belong together; where they can be themselves without judgment or expectations. It's a place where their love can grow and thrive for eternity.