Defying Death
“She was searching for the cure for a brand new strain of virus. It wasn’t as contagious as she first thought. Only one being on the battle station had an elevated temperature—the Commander, and Death insisted he hadn’t shared the same space with her. The virus must be transferred only by direct contact, though that was merely a theory. Her cyborg had killed every human or humanoid he’d touched.
She was the sole exception.
Her waking cycles consisted of the investigations she loved, disproving theories and chasing genetic clues.
Yet she lived for her rest cycles.
That was when Death loosened his tight control over his emotions, showing her everything, roaring his satisfaction into the darkness. She always feigned sleep, instinctively knowing he wouldn’t let go if she were awake.
This rest cycle would be different.
She woke, straddling him as she always did. Death’s fit form pressed against hers, his skin gloriously bare. As was hers.
He had stripped her of her garments while she slept.
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