Hellloooo Nurse

“It is beautiful, Jonathan; an entire road made of gold, and you did it all for me!”

He smiled down at her; her dark eyes, her dark hair, her olive skin. He stroked her shoulder and turned to stare down from the megaron at the road bellow, its precious metal surface glinting under the moon. Both him and the girl were garbed in black, uniform like cloaks and leggings, both wearing belts with a single green eye embossed on the ivory buckle. The girl wore a sleeveless black blouse, and Jonathan a leather coated breastplate.

“I did, but it is not for you, it is you. It is what you are to me. The Golden Road away from Armageddon.”

“What about me, Jonathan?”

They turned toward the voice behind them. Jenna, adorned in the same black uniform and holding a spear stepped out from the shadow of a column. Her eyes fixed on Jonathan, she walked slowly, seductively, beckoning him away from the girl beside him.

He stood frozen as the spear-tip brushed gently across his cheek. He stood petrified as her lips subtly touched his own while she whispered, “Wasn't this all because of me? All because you love me? Where would you be without me, Jon? Who would you be?”

“You're not here! You're not real!”

“I am real, Jon. Maybe not here, but I'm more real, than your little waif. Your little, perfect princess, doesn't exist. Now kiss me!”

“I... won't.” He tightened his lips, physically fighting the nearly all-consuming desire that overwhelmed his senses. The girl he was with had vanished, and the spear now lay where she had stood.

“Will you kiss me?” Estel's voice echoed in his ear, her tongue tickling against his earlobe, her hands clawing at his belt, then pulling it free. Jenna pressed herself against him, arms wrapping around his neck as the nurse untied his cloak.

They dragged him down, ripping away his armour. Jenna straddled him, her mouth hovering above his. “Look at where we are! Do you really think you'll be able to walk away from what's coming? Don't fight it, Jon. Don't fight me, fight for me! Fight for me and you will have me!”

He gave in.

All the world vanished into the darkness, and all that was left were him and Jenna, naked in the nothingness. She rose up, allowing him to enter her, moaning softly as he thrust inwards. He rolled her over, her legs wrapping around his lower back and as his lips touched hers, he saw fire. He saw mushroom clouds rising above ashen cities, turning the sky black. He saw day turn to night in an instant. He saw the Golden Road melting into a river of blood.

Estel stood and watched Jonathan dream. His dark, fascinating dreams that made him writhe and sweat. She longed to be in that dark dreamworld, to see it in all it's tortured glory. She wanted to see his Assu'ria; his kingdom of the mind. He groaned with pain. She thought it was pain, it might have pleasure. For all I know it could be both. Walking to the foot of his bed she placed the tray down on the wheeled table, and rolled it to his waist.

She stared at his anguished face, his eyes moving behind clamped lids. What are you seeing? Amazing! She thought. With a half-grunted sigh his eyes shot open, and he gaped at her, standing over him. His cheeks flushed, and he shifted uneasily under her gaze.

“Hi!” he said sheepishly, which she thought extremely odd of him, considering how the day before he'd been all charm and tears.

“How... How long were you standing there?” She blushed now, not knowing what he would think if he knew. His eyes seemed to widen and he blushed more, now. Rolling slightly to his right, he appeared to be glancing at something in the middle of the bed. Then noticing the food table he smiled. Can he read my thoughts?

“Just a few seconds,” she lied. He looked relieved for some reason. Slightly confused she placed the tray down and shuffled, head down and embarrassed kicking herself for reasons she did not fully grasp.