Mei was having none of it however.
“Don’t ya dare,” she growled and wrapped her arms and legs around him with that uncanny strength of hers.
He felt the familiar warmth spread in his abdomen, and with a final yell plunged his cock all the way inside. As he started pumping his load into Mei, she was clinging on to him like a rock in a storm, mewling in the throes of her own pleasure.
******
After separating their sweaty bodies they remained on the floor basking in the afterglow. Initially Al felt very embarrassed and started apologizing for his lack of decorum and consideration for her wounded shoulder, but Mei shushed him with a finger on his lips.
“Shut the fuck up doc! What ya sorry for? Fucking the shit out of a needy bitch? Making me cum so hard I can hardly move? Besides I kinda provoked ya there, didn’t I?”
She rolled over and rested her head on his chest.
“So how do ya feel now? Manly pride restored?” she inquired teasingly.
Al couldn’t help smiling. This girl was definitely more plugged-in than she was letting on.
“I feel pretty good, thanks. Great even. Maybe you should consider a career as a sex therapist Mei.”
“Maybe I should,” she agreed with a giggle. “Or a doctor. I could totally live with playing golf and banging hot nurses all day.”
“By the way,” he injected with a hint of concern. “Are you using anything?”
“Nope. clean as a candy bowl in a fat farm. Well, I used to smoke weed, but it hardly works on me, so it was kind of a waste.”
“I mean birth control,” Al corrected. “I didn’t pull out.”
“Oh, no worry there doc. I’ve got… well, a chronic medical condition, so the baby factory is closed for business.”
Al’s first impulse was to ask her to elaborate on her condition, but his gut feeling told him to drop the subject. He decided to follow the advice of his gut.
Neither of them could muster the energy to get up, hence they remained on the floor in the empty bar, just enjoying the mutual closeness in silence. It felt so relaxing that Al started to doze off.
Until he suddenly felt himself brutally pulled out of Orpheus arms by a loud scream.
“What on Earth was that?” he exclaimed, immediately fully awake, and turned to Mei.
But no reply was needed because Mei was buckled over in obvious pain. Al reacted swiftly, his training as a doctor kicking in. He put an arm around her shoulder to prevent her head from hitting the floor in case she was having a seizure.
“Can you tell me where it hurts Mei?”
“No! No! Get away from me,” she wheezed through clenched teeth. “Leave! Run!”
“Not an option lass. I’m not going anywhere. Do you know whats wrong? Can you tell me something? I can help.”
But Mei was clearly not inclined to cooperate with his efforts.
“Ain’t nothing ya… can do…” she groaned. “Wards… depleted. Scram!”
Al was beginning to get agitated. He wanted to help her, dammit!
“You make no fucking sense Mei, but I am not going anywhere. And that’s…”
The remainder of the sentence froze in his throat when he noticed that Mei’s tattoos were glowing faintly and some of them seemed to be visibly throbbing, almost as if something living was slithering around under her skin.