Original Fic: One Last Time
Author: nympho_goddess
Rating: R
Pairing: whatever your imagination conjures
Word Count: 215
Challenge: none
Warning: sex, character death, and rotting flesh
Notes: This drabble was inspired by a dream that I had, and I couldn't help but write it out immediately. It's a little glimpse into my sick and twisted mind.
Betaed by simplydreamin
The bite wasn't bad at all, but the end was drawing near. Her heartbeat was growing faint. And now, all she wanted was for him to make love to her like he did when they were first married. He could not deny his angel her last request.
As he sheathed himself in her, all he could see was the radiant beauty that she had always been to him. He never took notice of the way the flesh fell from her body as he touched and kissed her; the gaping, rotten hole that he left where he penetrated her.
In spite of her condition, they came together. He collapsed by her side as she rolled over and drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Only he knew that this sleep was only temporary until she awoke to be one of the monsters that had done this to her. He rolled over to reach into his pants by the bed and retrieve his gun. He would not let her become one of them.
Snuggling back next to her, he placed the gun to her temple and pulled the trigger. The sound was deafening, but not near as deafening as it was against his own temple, the moment before he entered peace with his love by his side.