Their steps halted in front of a small room with a sign that read "Medical Room". Without a second thought, Julian opened the door and pulled Clarissa inside.
They quickly shut it and locked it tightly. They drew the curtains closed and turned off all remaining lights.
Silence fell over the room. Only the sound of their breathing remained, quick and uneven.
Julian sat on the white cot, its sheets slightly dusty. His shoulders rose and fell with exhaustion.
"We should be safe for now," he said quietly.
Clarissa stood near the medicine cabinet, still catching her breath. Cold sweat covered her beautiful face. She looked toward Julian.
"Why did you... help me?"
Julian stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before answering.
"If I left you there, you would’ve been Erwin’s bait to save himself."
Clarissa bit her lip, then spoke softly.
"I see..."
But her voice turned into a pained gasp. She collapsed to the floor. Julian quickly rushed to her.
"Your wound... is it getting worse?"
Clarissa looked at the bite on her thigh. It had darkened, the infection slowly spreading through the surrounding skin.
"No... I don’t want to become a zombie..."
Her sobs broke out. The sound echoed softly through the small room.
"I don’t want to... die like this..."
Julian, usually cold and distant, simply watched her. But something in him shifted. He moved closer, and without saying a word, gently wrapped his arms around Clarissa, stroking her hair.
She cried in his embrace for a long time. Until her breathing calmed a little.
Julian was still holding her when she whispered,
"Can I tell you something?"
Julian nodded slightly.
"I’ll listen."
Clarissa took a deep breath.
"You know? Everyone at school always saw me as someone perfect. Pretty, smart, admired... but no one ever knew it was all pressure."
Julian didn’t interrupt. He just listened.
"My parents demanded everything. Perfect grades. Perfect image. I had to be good at this, good at that. I wasn’t even allowed to have close friends... everything was controlled."
Her face showed deep scars.
"At home I was exhausted. At school I had to smile. Sometimes I wanted to collapse... but there was no place to fall."
Then Clarissa gave a small, bitter laugh.
"But now? None of that matters because everyone’s a zombie. Now I’m just scared... of dying."
Julian looked at her.
"If you were to reincarnate, what would you want to be?"
Clarissa thought for a moment.
"A bird. I’d want to fly. To be free."
Julian replied with a serious tone.
"I think you’d suit being a cat. Sleep all day. No worries about bad grades."
Clarissa laughed, though tears still clung to her face.
"Being a cat... sounds nice."
Silence returned. Only the ticking of a broken clock on the wall remained.
Then Clarissa looked at Julian, her eyes dimming.
"Julian... can I ask you something?"
Julian raised an eyebrow.
"What is it?"
Clarissa looked down for a moment, then lifted her gaze, serious and unwavering.
"Let’s have sex."
Julian felt sillent.
Upon hearing Clarissa’s words, Julian’s curiosity piqued, and he asked.
"Why?"
Clarissa confessed. "I want to feel what it’s like to be loved, I don’t want to die in regret..."
After a moment of silence, Julian agreed.
Clarissa, her voice barely above a whisper, added. "Be gentle, please."
Julian nodded, his eyes locking onto hers. Their faces inched closer until their lips met in their first kiss. Their tongues danced together, and their saliva mingled, sending a wave of dizziness over them both.
Julian, taking the initiative, began to unbutton Clarissa’s blouse, one button at a time.
Clarissa mirrored his actions, revealing Julian’s sculpted physique. Her eyes widened in admiration, and she asked.
"Do you work out?"
Julian shrugged nonchalantly.
"Sometimes."
Clarissa’s hands explored his chiseled abdomen, chest, and arms, her eyes filled with desire.
She gasped, "Wow."
Julian deftly unhooked Clarissa’s pink bra, causing her to blush and cover herself.
"This is embarrassing," she murmured.
Julian took her hand, his voice steady and reassuring, "Don’t be shy, we’re about to do something far more intimate."
His words sent a strange, thrilling shiver through Clarissa, escaping her lips as a soft, "Uhh..."
Julian’s gaze fell upon Clarissa’s pink nipples, his hands cupping her breasts, making her moan, "Ahh.."
He kneaded them, his thumbs circling her nipples, drawing out more helpless gasps. Leaning in, he flicked his tongue against her nipple, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.
Clarissa panted, "Julian, I feel so strange..."
Julian’s hand trailed down to Clarissa’s vagina, sending her spiraling into climax. "Ahh.. something’s coming out.." she gasped.
Julian slid off her pink panty, revealing her glistening wetness.
Clarissa, flushed with embarrassment, begged, "Don’t look..."
Julian unzipped and took off his pants, revealing his erect penis.
Clarissa, curiosity piqued, asked, "Can I touch it?"
Julian nodded, and as she wrapped her hand around him, his penis throbbed.
Unable to hold back any longer, Julian guided Clarissa to lie down.
He attempted to enter her, but she cried out in pain.
"Ah.. wait.."
He kissed her gently, trying again, this time feeling a barrier. With a single thrust, he broke through, causing Clarissa to cry out.
"It hurts.."
A trickle of blood emerged, but Julian quickly soothed her by flicking his tongue against her nipple, the pain slowly ebbing away, replaced by pleasure.
Julian began to rock his hips, Clarissa’s moans filling the air.
"So this is what sex feels like, ah ah..." she panted.
Julian asked, "How does it feel?"
Clarissa breathed, "It feels so good, Julian, ah.. so good.."
Julian quickened his pace, his breath ragged. "Clarissa, I’m going to come," he gasped.
"Come inside me, it’s okay," she replied, her voice breathy.
Julian released his semen inside her, Clarissa’s body convulsing in ecstasy.
They shared a kiss, Clarissa whispering, "If only I wouldn’t become a zombie... we could do this every day."
Julian’s heart ached, his mind racing with thoughts of dominating the zombie virus to save Clarissa.
As he thought, he began to move his hips again, Clarissa gasping, "Wait, Julian, I’m still sensitive.. ahh.."
But Julian, consumed by his thoughts of dominance, thrust into her once more.
Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance, Dominance,
And Julian release his cum inside Clararissa again.
<Skill acquired [Domination] - due to your strong desire>