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Title: “Angel in the ER: A Naughty Encounter”

The emergency room was unusually quiet for a Friday night. Nurse Mikiya was just finishing up her shift, her crisp white uniform still impeccably pressed despite the long hours on her feet. As she tidied up the last remaining charts, a sudden gust of wind blew through the automatic doors, carrying with it a young man who stumbled into the ER before collapsing on the floor.

Mikiya rushed over, her professional demeanor kicking in as she assessed the man’s condition. He was clearly drunk, his breath reeking of sake, and his clothes disheveled. Still, he needed to be examined. Mikiya flagged down her colleague, Nurse Akari, and together they rolled the inebriated man onto a gurney.

As Akari prepared the man for a full examination, she couldn’t help but notice the impressive bulge in his trousers. Mikiya, her back to them, was equally distracted by the firm outline of the man’s physique beneath the thin hospital gown. They both tried to focus on their duties, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.

With a wink and an infuriatingly mischievous grin, Akari ushered Mikiya out of the room, claiming she needed to take a phone call. Alone with the patient, Akari began to tenderly caress the man’s chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. He stirred slightly, his eyes fluttering open to meet hers.

As much as Mikiya tried to busy herself with paperwork, she couldn’t shake the thought of what Akari might be up to with that patient. Decision made, Mikiya crept back to the room, her heart pounding in her chest as she slowly opened the door. To her shock, she found Akari straddling the man, his erect member deep inside her as she rode him with abandon.

Mikiya stood frozen, her eyes transfixed on the lewd display before her. It was wrong, so very wrong… and yet she couldn’t tear herself away. As if sensing her presence, the man looked up and beckoned Mikiya over. Blushing furiously, she approached the bed, feeling the heat rise in her own body as she watched Akari gyrate atop the man.

Without a word, Mikiya reached out to stroke the man’s hair, marveling at its softness. Her fingers drifted lower, grazing over his chest, his abs, before coming to rest on his groin. She felt the man twitch in response, his member throbbing inside Akari. Mikiya,…