A little incentive

Braden opened his eyes when he heard the door of his room close. He looked over to see Danielle from room 17 walking slowly and uncertainly toward his bed.

"My God!" he said "That nurse wasn't lying, was she? She actually gave you your legs back."

"That's right Cancer Boy ... sorry Braden …" apologised Danielle "She really did. I bet you wish you'd taken her up on her offer to cure you now, don't you?"

"Nah" said Braden "That's O.k. Seeing you walk ... knowing that I gave you your life back …"

"Shut the fuck up!" said Danielle "If you say you'll die happy I'll fucking hit you!"

Braden was taken aback. He'd heard Danielle **** the nurses, and knew she had a mouth on her, but still ...

"Sorry" she said "I've been so angry recently ... biting people's heads off ... guess I haven't really processed what's happened. Really I came in here to thank you ... you really did give me my life back ... but what I don't understand is why..."

By this time Danielle had made it to Braden's bed and she sat down on the edge of it.

Braden smiled sheepishly and shrugged "For one I didn't know if that nurse was crazy or joking and I've had enough disappointments ... but also you've got your whole life ahead of you…"

"And you haven't?"

"I'm 18 and I haven't even seen the inside of a high-school!.."

"Not much of a loss, trust me. I couldn't wait to get out of there and get to college. Might have had something to do with why I was speeding…"

Braden had to smile "Yeah well … let's just say I haven't got much of a life to loose. My friends moved on years ago and my parents can't stand to look at me. You've still got friends and parents who love you…"

"Hey! I'm sure your parents love you. The nurse said they did everything to try to cure you…"

"... I guess. Not that it did any good... Anyway I've accepted my fate, you hadn't. Now you don't have to. Plus ... you know … you're hot ... so now instead of dying needlessly I've sacrificed myself for a hot chick. I'm a bloody hero! Be sure you tell everyone!"

Danielle laughed. "I can see why the Nurse Grace offered her wish to you. Hey hero tell me, before you got sick and all, did you have girlfriend?"

Braden looked away "Nah. I was too self-conscious and uncertain to ask a girl out. One thing dying has taught me is that you can't worry about rejection, and you have to seize the day!"

"So you've never kissed a girl?" Danielle asked.

"No" said Braden

Danielle leaned forward and took Braden's face in her hands "Well I can't have the guy who sacrificed himself for me die without ever being kissed."

"You don't need to …" said Braden

Danielle simply drew his face to hers. Braden had expected a quick kiss, he knew how bad he smelt and no girl would want to be too close to that for too long. When Danielle didn't stop after a second Braden decided to go with it and began kissing her back. It was incredible, somehow her kiss made him feel better than he had for possibly 4 years. It was like she had somehow banished all the pain and sickness from his body. He didn't want it to end, sure that if it did all the pain and sickness would come rushing back. Eventually she pulled away from him. To his surprise he still felt almost as good as when she had been kissing him.

"Damn" she said.

"What?" said Braden suddenly feeling like his 14 year old self again "was I that bad?"

"God no! Braden you were amazing. I know guys don't like to hear this kind of thing but I've kissed a few guys in my time. You left them all in the dust."

Braden smiled "You weren't so bad yourself. I don't know if other girls could make me feel like that, but I doubt it."

Danielle got a mischievous glint in her eye. "If you've never kissed a girl then I guess you've never done anything else with one either."

"W-what do you mean?" asked Braden

Danielle pushed herself up into a standing position and then reached behind her to untie the back of her hospital gown, which she allowed to drop to the floor. She stood their naked before Braden whose eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He hadn't been kidding when he said she was hot. Her breasts where high and firm, her stomach was only slightly chubby from the effects of hospital food and no exercise and her blond pubic hair was like curtain of spun gold covering her mound. In fact the only imperfection Braden's adoring gaze could even make out was that her legs looked too skinny compared to the rest of her, and that was understandable.

"W-what if someone comes in?" he stuttered

"Nurse Grace has assured me that we will have as much privacy as we need." Said Danielle sting back on the bed "Now give me your hand"

She actually didn't wait, reaching out and taking his right hand and placing it on her left breast. Braden felt her nipple under his palm, it was harder than his usually were.

"Is this O.k?" he asked squeezing gently.

"Yes..."she said "that's nice"

She moved up closer to him and then took his hand again.

"Was I doing something wrong?" he asked

"No. It was nice, but I want to show you something else" she took his hand and guided it down her body and between her legs to her moist slit. She opened herself and then pushed his finger inside her a little until he touched a little wet knob making her gasp. He began to slowly, light run his finger over it.

"That's my clit, Braden. It …"

"I know what a clit is, I'm not a total …"

"Shh … I'm sorry ... Anyway, when ... when the nurse cured me she ... she didn't just give me back my legs, she gave me back feeling in ev.. everything below the waist, in..including here."

"You mean …?"

"That… that's right. With...without you and the wish you ... you gave me, I would never have ... have been able to en..enjoy ... Oh ... s-sex ... AH ... again. Y-you gave ME BACK ... OH GOD. BRADEN THAT FEEL SO GOOD."

Suddenly Danielle pulled Braden's sheet off. His erection was obvious though his gown. She hurriedly pulled his gown up, almost ripping it in her haste, until she released his rampant cock. With strength she hadn't known she had she straddled him, grabbed his cock and directed it to her waiting pussy.

"DANIELLE!" was all Braden could say before she buried him deep inside her.

Both Braden and Danielle groaned in mutual pleasure as she slid up and down on him. He reached up and took her waist, adding his feeble strength to that of her unused legs to help her rise and fall, appreciating the sight of her naked body above him, her face a mask of pure ecstasy that he shared. He had never imagined sex could be this good during the times he had masturbated to thoughts of this nurse, or that patient (including both Nurse Grace and Danielle recently). God she fit him like a rubber glove. So tight ... and so wet. It didn't take long for him to reach climax, and as he did he felt her cunt convulse to milk his semen from him and she cried out in wordless joy.

"Oh my God!" said Danielle as she regained the power of speech "You can't give up living. I won't let you. Do you hear! I'm not letting a guy as good as you, who can make me feel this good, die on me!"

Braden looked up at her face and knew she was right. It wasn't just sex (although that was amazing), it was her. When he had nothing to live for she had turned up and become it. He knew it would be hard, and he wasn't about to promise Danielle anything, but he knew he'd keep fighting now. Now that he had something to live for again.

"O.k." he said "On one condition"

"What?"

"Be my girlfriend."

"Braden, I will be your fucking ****..."

"Girlfriend will do…"

"Girlfriend it is, and once you get out of here I'll also be your tutor and help you pass high-school. I'm sure I can think of some great incentives to study…"

"More like distractions…"

Grace looked on from behind the door. Sure she'd meddled a little, making them feel better than usual and such, but she thought it was worth it. What next?