SWAN SONG
The sky darkens as you and I ran through the forest, our breath coming in short gasps, racing desperately through the underbrush, avoiding trees. We had been running for at least two hours, and I could barely move anymore, but you still weren't letting up, and I knew why. They were behind us, somewhere in the gloom behind us. We had escaped their camp, but it was only a matter of time before they caught us, unless we kept running.
The next hour was a blur of pain and cold for me, as fat droplets of rain began to pelt us. I could barely breathe anymore, so tired, legs barely able to bear my weight, until at last it happened. My legs gave out utterly, and I fell heavily to the ground, limp. I tried to get up, and you tried to pull me to my feet, but it was impossible. Too tired, too cold...
At last, you sank down into the underbrush with me, gasping for air, face pale with fear and exertion. We both knew that we'd never escape them. Ever since you and I had met in their camp, that terrible place where they made the biological weapons that were so very illegal, we knew the truth. We could never leave, and never escape. Our love was forbidden, and we had to hide it. The overseers did not approve of their scientists having any interests outside of the deadly work of chemicals and virus's. We met in secret, or so we thought, made passionate love, never realizing our every move was captured on the many hidden cameras, our young beautiful bodies entangled in sweaty passion would forever dwell in the archives of the Overseers personal files.
We knew it was over the day that I was called into the director's office, and was informed that my term of service was up, and I was being transferred out. No one ever left, we both knew that. I was considered a liability, my skills not as valuable as yours, it seemed, and I was to be eliminated so that you could turn your mind to your work again. It was then that we decided on this course.
We escaped over the fence one night. It wasn't hard, for the camp is on an island, a hundred miles away from any other land. But you had a friend who would help us. You had managed to get a message out to him earlier this week, and he had agreed to bring his boat to the island. All we would need to do was swim out to it, and we would be free. The overseers had no boats of their own, for fear we would steal one, and the supply plane came only once a month.
But it was a long ways to the shore. And I was so tired. You offered to pick me up and carry me, but we both knew it was hopeless. You were too tired to do that.
"Go on without me, my love" I pleaded, rain and tears wetting my face.
But you shook your head. "No, we live or die together, love, and if you fall, I will as well."
I shook my head. I knew that they would torture me to learn who was helping us. I knew I would die slowly, horribly, as a test subject for one of their hideous viral experiments. I had seen their effects on the monkeys they forced us to inject with the concoctions. I shuddered, and looked into your eyes.
"Don't let them get me. Please." I said, one hand closing over your arm.
You closed your eyes, gulping, and took a deep breath. Your eyes were filled with tears, as you nodded. In the distance we could see the lances of their flashlights cutting through the gloom. You knew there was no hope for us to be together. No hope.
You reached into a pocket, and took out a small vial, holding two tiny capsules. I knew what they were, a deadly poison, fashioned for spies. It killed quickly and left no traces. You opened the vial, and gently shook one of the capsules into my shaking hand. I closed it into my fist, and looked up at you. I leaned up suddenly and kissed you hard, my hands going around your neck, then popped the pill into my mouth and swallowed.
For a short while it had no effect. Then the powerful drug hit me, and my body spasmed, arms jerking out, head falling back, as you scooped me into your arms. My eyes were wide and staring, my mouth opened to draw in breath.
Then my feet began to beat desperately against the ground, arms shivering. I gasped out "I love you...". Then my entire body gave one final convulsion, and then went limp. There was a soft sigh, as my last breath fled my lungs. And then I was dead.
You turned to see the pursuers, still a ways off. You had about ten minutes. Just enough. You turned back to my limp body, and unzipped the front of my jumpsuit, pulling it off my shoulders. Underneath I wore nothing. Your hand stroked my lifeless breasts, running your hands over the hard nipples, then lowering your mouth to suck in my tit, and suckle from it.
You slipped the rest of the jumpsuit off of me, lifting my unresisting form to do so. My head dropped back, my red hair spread out in a damp pool on the ground. Then I lay naked before you, as you stroked and kissed my breasts, belly, and moist sex. Your cock was hard at seeing my lovely body sprawled out before you, so helpless, so beautiful... You positioned yourself over my dead pussy, and slowly slid into me.
I was so wet, so ready. You knew the killing drug gave a powerful orgasm as it killed, a side effect the overseers were trying to weed out of the final product. You slid your length into me, while your lips met mine. Your thrusts moved my body, arms jerking a bit with each movement. My staring, glazed eyes looked into nothing, as you pleased yourself with my cooling corpse. As you felt your passion begin to boil hot and insistent, you lifted up thrusting into me hard. My tits jiggled with each powerful thrust, and my head bobbed as if urging you on.
Finally, you shot your hot seed into my slick walls, pumping hard to deliver each load of hot cum deeply into my cooling snatch. Sated you dropped down onto my body, and kissed my lips, my neck, and my staring eyes. You could make out the distant voices of your pursuers, and know there was no more time.
You quickly swallowed the last tablet, and positioned your still hard cock over my dead pussy, sliding back in. You fucked me again, harder and with passion, as the drug worked its lethal way through your system. The sudden, incredible wave of killing passion slammed into you, your cock grew harder than it ever had before, hard enough to be painful, and you growled and thrust harder and harder into me, my body bucking wildly with your animalistic coupling.
Then orgasm slammed into you like a brick wall, and you flooded me with seed and blood, as your body gave up the fight against the killing pleasure, and you slid down onto me.
Your last feeling was my breasts pressed against your chest, our lips together, your last words "I love you too..."
Copyright by Moira Lynn.