The cold light of day

In the post nut clarity you look at what you have done. Chataya and Harrow are now licking your cum off each other, pausing to kiss each other. It’s not long before they are touching each other. You feel yourself grow hard again but have to stop yourself.

“Stop” You command, you’re not sure where this commanding is coming from, its not very you, its the opposite of you, but both the girls stop. There eyes go from your face to your swelling member and a hopeful look dawns in their eyes.

“No” You say, you need to ground this some how. They look sad and longingly at your now rigid cock, but you need to focus.

“Why am I here?” You ask.

“If I tell you” Dr Harrow says, “Will you” and she she shuffles her legs apart, presenting that gorgeous quim. “Please” she begs.

“Tell me” you say more forcefully.

“You were in a police raid, and you were injured in fact. Your colleague, I’ve heard, saved your life, shooting your attacker in both legs” Dr Harrow responds. "The attacker lost a lot of blood and hit his head when he fell. He's in a coma, under observation"

“Why am I in hospital, I feel fine” You tell them

“You’ve been **** for three days, we do not know why, so have had you under observation” Nurse Chattaya responds. “And by the way I think you are a lot better than fine” She cheekily adds on the end.

“Gonzalez is here?” You ask

“Yes, she’s a lot worse than you, a bullet wound in her leg broken ribs, a punctured lung, a fractured humorous and concussion. I’ll show where she is, but she’s been here for three days and she is stable she can definitely wait an hour longer”

Chattaya’s serious expression fades quickly and she reaches for your crutch.

You want to see your partner, but you figure you have time, pushing aside her hand, you present yourself and the doctor and nurses heads lean in to taste you.