It's a draw

Their combined cries filled the air in the coffee shop and after a few minutes of absolute bliss, their dual orgasms began to subside. Eventually they locked eyes, panting and began to breakdown into peals of laughter.

"Wow," Natasha finally said after a few minutes. "That was...wow."

"I told you didn't I?" James smirked, slapping her arse hard before climbing up off of her.

"Careful! You might make me want to go for round two!" She chuckled, starting to gather up the clothes she had lost in the intense incident.

"Don't tempt me," he laughed in response, getting himself re-dressed as he did so.

He looked around the café and noticed that most people had gone back to their original conversations, that is besides the lesbians who were still busy frigging themselves. He did lock eyes with another couple of patrons. One or two purposely averted his gaze, going bright red, another few smiled and winked at him making him feel like maybe he'd done well.

Well they must see sex practically everyday. He thought to himself. So this must have been a pretty impressive showing!

Was he getting rather big-headed? Perhaps, but who gives a fuck. He just fucked his girlfriend in the middle of a coffee shop with tens of people watching. He'd just enacted his fantasy! Part of him wanted to jump around for joy and high-5 everyone there, screaming his exploits at the top of his lungs! But he didn't.

"You okay there, James?" came Natasha's voice from behind him.

Turning to her, he realised he must have been in a bit of a trance. He still stood there with his dick hanging out of his trousers while Natasha was now fully dressed.

"Oh yeah, sorry. Just reliving the bliss." He said, taking a seat next to her.

"Well, I can't blame you. I think that was the best sex we ever had."

"Understatement of the century!" He replied, taking her head in her hands and planting a huge kiss on her, which soon turned into full blown making out.

James' cock just began to stir when she put a stop to things.

"Sorry James, but I have to go now. I'm meeting Peter at the cinema in like half an hour. But this was fun! I'll text you again later okay?"

James was filled with a little jealousy. Peter was her best friend and James was about 90% certain he had a crush on her. But he relented, not wanting to be too possessive.

"Yeah of course! I'll catch you later!"

Natasha gave him a peck on the lips followed by a hug before leaving. James turned to leave not long after, texting his sister where they should meet. She told him she was in a car park about 5 minutes down the road, so he headed that way. As he walked, he began to re-enact the events in his head. After reliving the play-by-play of the sex, he began to think about what she had said before.

James,” she said. “There was no earthquake when you fell…”

“What do you mean there was no earthquake? The earth shook violently. You were there!” He shouted.

“James, calm down. Maybe you felt the earth shake when you hit the ground because of your head injury?”

“No! I felt the ground shake and then I hit the ground!” He raised his voice further. Why was she being like this?

“Listen James, I don’t know what to tell you. All I saw was you go flying and hit the floor. There was no shake. Or rumble. Or anything. I assumed you had tripped or something.”

"It must have just been linked the to angel lady, I guess!

He did recall from the vision, a shaking sound, along with a crack as she had played with the fabric of reality for his own benefit.

He nodded to himself.

Not long later, he arrived at the car park and, spotting his sister's car began to approach. However, as he wandered over, he noticed the car was shaking.

What now? He thought to himself.