Florence Nightingale

Florence Nightingale.


This is just really an idea I had when watching TB, thought it would be fun, probably crap but I like it so there! Lol Got the best characters.


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“Your round Smithy!” said Nick, leering drunkenly at Cass as she tottered back from the toilets.

“Nah Mate” he replied “I’m off” Smithy pulled his jacket on.

“Wooo Hooo!” garbled Nick “Smiffys’ on a promise!”

“Shut it Klien” Smithy warned

“Gonna get ‘is leg over!” Nick crowed to Cass “Lucky git”

“Who is she this time Smithy?” Cass asked him “Which poor unsuspecting girl you’ve been shagging?”

“Jealous?” Smithy replied to Cass “You had ya chance love, and ya blew it”

“In ya dreams darlin’!” retorted Cass

“Humph!” Smithy swallowed the rest of his pint “You have been!” he winked

Cass laughed and then recognition flashed across her face “It’s that nurse innit?” She exclaimed delighted as Smithy coloured “The one from St Hughes ages ago, the one you haven’t shut up about ever since, what was it you called her” Cass thought a moment “Oh yeah” she chuckled and paused to make sure she had everyone’s attention “Florence Nightingale on speed! And she agreed to go out with you after the grief you gave her? Woman must be mad!”

“Only ‘bout me Cass!” Smithy grinned, moving towards the exit “She was being deliberately awkward, ‘cos she fancied me, sorted her out though didn’t I? Plus she’s got mahasive tits!” he held his hands at chest height away from his body.

Cass threw a beer mat at him “You dirty bastard!” she laughed as he grinned and left.

“Didn’t ya know that ALL women fancy Smiffy?” said Nick to her cleavage

“I don’t” Cass said, lifting Nick’s chin before he disappeared down her top, Nick smiled

“Good” he said softly

“Smithy has been seeing her for a while I think” piped up Reg “I saw him pick a nurse up from there a few weeks ago, very pretty she was an Irish red head if memory serves”

“And you never thought to share this information?” exclaimed Garry McCaan “Reg, you are shit at gossip; you know we could have had a few weeks of taking the piss out of this!”

“I wouldn’t advise takin’ the piss outta Smithy” shivered Nick “He don’t like it none too muchly”

“What?” laughed Cass “Think Mr Carling and you need to part company about here Nick come on I’ll take you home, piss head”

“And who can resist that invitation?” Nick grinned as Cass yelped

“Gerroff!” she ordered and leaned closer to him “At least wait until we’re outside before you start groping me!”

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“Hey babe” said Smithy as she answered the door

“Hiya” she said “You OK?” she asked as he tottered in, trying to hold himself up on the wall as he removed his shoes

“Bit pissed..” he grinned at her finally releasing himself from his shoes and pinning her against the door kissing her neck, one hand under her top, the other heading down the waistband of her trousers “And horny…” he mumbled, as he felt for her breast with one hand, the other snaking into the waistband of her trousers making her shiver with anticipation.

She laughed “Ssshh!” she said “The others will hear you” she gestured towards the rooms upstairs of the house she shared with another nurse and a student doctor

Smithy pulled back from her “They’ll be hearing you soon enough” he smirked “Sometimes I’m surprised they don’t hear you at the hospit-OW!” he winced as she cuffed him round the head.

“Very sure of yourself aren’t ya Mr Smith?” she whispered taking his hand and leading him to the bedroom, reflecting that it was a good job she had the downstairs bedroom, he did have a point.

Somehow, Smithy managed not to release his grip on her as they cannoned through the lounge on the way to the bedroom. As she shut the door he closed in, kissing her with a hunger he had had since the minute they met. She melted into his kiss, it was rough and hot and she was shocked by the force at first, before his lips travelled down her throat, nibbling and sucking as he went, making the warm erotic sensations travel down to collect in her groin. He snaked his hands up her top, groaning as he took her breasts in his hands, softly rubbing his thumbs over the nipples until they grew erect under his touch.

Impatiently Katherine unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it back on his shoulders, running her hands over the muscles that rippled there, feeling them tighten in response as she travelled lower to his stomach. She complied as he removed her top, pulling her back to him and kissing her full mouth, tightening his arms around her as his hands moved to her bra, expertly undoing the clip with one hand. Katherine gasped her annoyance as he broke the kiss, sliding the straps tantalisingly slowly down her arms, his gaze moving to her breasts as did his hands, he once again softly teased them with his thumbs before bending his head and taking one in his mouth. Katherine arched towards him, feeling the hardness that indicated his arousal imprisoned in his jeans. He held her up as she pressed against him, one hand splayed across her back, his mouth working each erect peak in turn. He kissed all across her chest and up her neck to her mouth, lightly this time, teasing her with his tongue, nibbling at her bottom lip, as his hands cupped her buttocks and his hips ground against hers, feeling another shiver of anticipation go through her he backed off, pulling her towards him a he sat on the edge of the bed, she stood in front of him, her hands on his bare shoulders, gently caressing the skin. He slowly undid her trousers, pausing after each small action to kiss and lick at her stomach and waist, chuckling when she gasped at the sensations he was creating. He moved the material from her hips kissing and nibbling at the soft sensitive skin until Katherine thought she might orgasm there and then from the feelings that were building up in her.

Really, she was such a slut with him, he turned her on so easily, could make that tight feeling in her stomach appear with a mere look, she wondered if she had the same effect on him, and doubted it, he was always the one who took it slower, teased her, held her at just the right point until he wanted her to go over the edge.
He slid one hand around her waist, his fingers gently caressing the skin as he nuzzled at the top line of her panties, gently blowing on the sensitive skin, his other hand gently tugged at her trousers, just far enough for his hand to reach in and stroke her through the damp silk of her underwear. He smiled smugly as she gasped and thrust her hips towards him, he reached a finger inside the panties and found her wet warmth, gently grazing her with his fingers, searching inside for the spot he knew would drive her wild, rubbing his finger over it slowly whilst his warm breath and mouth caressed the skin above.

Katherine felt her climax building, how could he do that so easily? She mused, as he pushed her silk panties aside more, gaining more access to her, he slid a finger into the sticky tightness, muffling a groan as he felt her grip him, his thumb caressing her spot that was now jangling, he slipped another finger inside, rubbing more intently as he felt a shudder go through her whole body, her internal muscles clutching at him as she approached orgasm. He wanted to make her come, he knew that he could, over and over, but tonight he wasn’t sure he had the willpower to keep going as she gripped at his short hair, the shudders coming closer together, he loved the feeling of her approaching climax, the way she looked and felt, the way she moaned his name, it drove him crazy. He didn’t think she knew the effect she had on him, that she could suddenly butt into his thoughts day and night and sometimes just hugging her sent a shock of desire through him that made him get hard with arousal, he had hidden it well he thought, but with the utmost effort.

Feeling her flood with anticipation he gently removed his hands, the smug smile crossing his lips again as she gasped “No!” in protest. He rested back on his elbows as an invitation to her, she took him up on it. Practically falling onto him as her trousers slid all the way down and she kicked them off impatiently. He felt his body twitch as he took in her naked form, she was so beautiful. He wondered how she did this to him, he had slept with women with more physically ‘perfect’ bodies, but her’s was the only one who had this effect on him. Her hands grabbed at the buttons of his jeans, he watched her as she undid them, lifting off the bed as she tugged impatiently at them, they slid to his knees and she pushed the waistband of his underwear down as his erection reared out of them, she cupped it, running her hand up and down the shaft as she kissed at his chest and stomach, noting the tensed muscles. Smithy leaned back further, closing his eyes as she caressed him, running his hands through her hair as she dipped her head and took him in her mouth. He sighed as she sucked at him, the wet warmth of her mouth sending shock waves through his body. His hips arched towards her as he quickly reached the same place as she had been moments before, he gently pulled her head up before he lost control completely, kicking his jeans off as she straddled him, taking hold of his erection rubbing the head at her wet opening, making them both shiver.

He grabbed at her hips, gently pushing her down onto him. She threw her head back, breasts thrust out as she slowly took him into her, one hand brushed upwards to cup a fantastic breast the other stroking her thigh as she rode him slowly, he moved with her, matching her rhythm. She loved going on top, not just because it gave her control but because unlike most men she had done it with, Smithy didn’t just lie there and watch, he moved with her, touched her. They went slowly, neither wanting to betray how desperate they were, fighting their instincts. Smithy smiled at her “That’s good” he said “So good”

“Mmmm” she replied, starting to move faster on him, revelling in the length and width that filled her, her hands were flat on his abdomen as she got faster, he still matched her, gripping now at her waist, screwing his eyes shut he tried to dig deep for extra control as she moaned louder, her hands curling against his skin as she moved faster, his hand went to her centre of pleasure, his fingertip tweaked at the erect nerve centre and he felt her muscles instantly tighten as he rubbed and thrust and she came all in a rush, crying out his name, her hair cascading down her back as she throbbed around him, somehow he held himself in check as she rode him through her orgasm, he delighted in the way she was abandoned to the feelings, un ashamed to tell him how good he felt, giving a little moan as the twitching started to subside having reached it’s peak, he slowed down as she did, allowing himself to calm down slightly.

“Oh God” she sighed “That was fantastic” as she rested a moment, light headed with the effects of her climax, her hands once again lightly on his stomach. He ran his hands up her body, over her breasts and around her back, pulling her to him, kissing her longingly and deeply but with none of the impatience he had displayed earlier.

He drew her away, brushing the hair out of her eyes, running a lazy thumb across her lips, gasping as she drew it into her mouth, that was enough, he grabbed at her hips, swiftly tipping her onto her back, driving into her almost roughly. He lifted himself onto his hands, gaining better purchase as she wrapped her legs around him, her arms looping around his straining torso, her hands massaging his buttocks, he felt her start to melt again. She bucked against him, knowing he was close, feeling her own body start to twitch again at the knowledge he was out of control now, he thrust harder, the feelings in his balls intensifying as she writhed under him, on the brink of a second orgasm so quickly, he buried his face in her neck, groaning her name as he started to explode.

“Oh Katherine, Katherine” he cried as he finally came, pumping into her as she arched again on the high of a new climax, his end throbbed as he emptied into her, holding his breath to try and make the feeling last. He let out the breath into her neck, feeling her skin quiver, slowly thrusting as he now throbbed softly, feeling the intensity of the grip inside her subside. He lifted his head, looking onto her eyes, as they slowed, kissing breathlessly and sedately.

He rolled off of her, wincing at the sensitivity that he still felt as he withdrew, collapsing next to her he put his arm around her waist, kissing her gently when she folded into him, she reached down, pulling the covers over their legs as the sweat started to dry on both of them. He snuggled down his chin on her shoulder, his arms wrapped around her and he sighed contentedly onto her skin.
His fingers played with hers, gently interlinking, she stroked the raised veins in the back of his hands.

“I’m glad I was pissed” he observed “Never would have lasted that long sober”

“You’re very good at that” she replied

He smiled “Not so bad yourself”

He listened as her breathing shallowed and she drifted off to sleep, without releasing her he stretched out more, just as he was falling asleep a thought entered his mind that made his eyes fly open, he wasn’t sure but he could swear he’d just been about to murmur the words ‘I love you’.

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****Four weeks later and Smithy and Cass are out on patrol.****


“God it’s quiet” complained Cass

“Don’t moan” replied Smithy “Chill out a bit, undo a few buttons…..” he smirked

Cass glared at him “Do you ever stop?” she asked as he leered not so discreetly “Anyway thought you were hot and heavy with Florence”

“Who’s Florence? What can I say, I’m a breast man” he replied

“Ya know, your nurse?” she raised her eyebrows “Irish Red Head, or has she bitten the dust already? Mind you must be a couple of months now, a record for you” she laughed

“True” Smithy reflected quietly “And yeah, we’re still ‘hot and heavy’, although think I might of worn her out, left her with her head down the bog this morning, I don’t do puke”

“You are all heart Dale, poor woman, and hard night?”

Smithy smirked “You could say that” he grinned “Not on the booze though, stomach bug she said, going round at the hospital, she only had it a few weeks ago too”

Cass was about to reply when the radio crackled to life, detailing an incident that they were close to.

“You and your big mouth” Smithy complained as he started the engine.

“What is her name then?” asked Cass “Or do you call her Florence in bed?” picture of innocence

Smithy shot her a look “Katherine, and I call her plenty of things in bed, but no, Florence isn’t one of them”

“Too much information!” Cass protested


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