Luna doesn't let her

Tamara pulled out the vial labeled “Experimental Cure.” Being more of a tech focused girl, she wasn’t exactly sure what it was or how to go about figuring out how to apply it. Luckily for her, the vial also came with instructions. “Inject 10ml of Experimental Cure into a major artery of the afflicted. Apply bandages and allow afflicted to rest.” Tamara quickly returned to the rough pile of discarded medical equipment, finding a box of syringes and some bandages, alongside the other mess which she continued to ignore.

She plunged a needle into the “Experimental Cure” Vial, withdrawing to the 10ml fill line and turning back to Luna. Luna had finished tearing off the remainder of her clothes, splaying herself out naked on the floor with her legs wide open, her body observable by all. She seemed to have been completely overcome by the Aphrodisiac, her hand working away rapidly, thrusting several fingers into her pussy over and over. Her other hand squeezed at her breast, occasionally pinching and pulling her nipple. Luna's hair fanned out behind her, and a serious of moans, increasing in volume escaped her lips.

“Okay, Luna, I’ve got the medicine for you.” Tamara said, carefully approaching Luna. She held her hand out in front of her, carefully shielding the syringe. She had seen what Rapi cum could do to women, and it seemed Luna was deep under its control. It was highly unlikely the poor girl had any thoughts left in her head other than those of breeding and pleasure.

Tamara placed a hand on Luna’s shoulder, Luna seemed to be behaving more calmly than other infected she’d met. “Alright, let’s do this nice and easy” Tamara brought the syringe up to Luna’s shoulder and was about to inject the curative when Luna suddenly lashed out. She surged upward, tacking Tamara with all her weight. The two girls went toppling to the floor.

Having always known Luna’s pacifistic nature, Tamara was completely off guard, simply laying there dazed while Luna tore away at her clothing. She worked with incredible fury and determination, practically shredding Tamara’s shirt with her bare hands.

“Get off of me! Would you just let me-” Luna cut her off by placing a kiss roughly on Tamara’s lips. She began grinding her hips against Tamara’s leg, raw lust driving her actions.