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[assjerky]

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[assjerky]

"Oh I bet not," the Ghoul drawled with an amused hum, cracking one eye open enough to glance at her, lips twitching. "All that fuckin' optimism and can-do attitude, I reckon you thought you'd be back in time for supper." He stretched with a wince as muscles that could endure a lot were protesting the paces he'd put them through. "There's a mattress shoved back in that corner, you wanna sleep on something other than the ground for once." He doubted he had to add it weren't exactly clean. What was, up here in the real world.

[okiedokies]

"Not quite," Lucy tilted her head, giving him a 'look' for teasing her because, no, she hadn't thought that she would be back home in time for supper. She had stepped out knowing there was a chance she would never be allowed to come back in but that hadn't stopped her. She had thought she was doing the right thing at the time.

"But I never imagined things going so completely wrong," she continued, lowering her gaze to the globe. She never could have imagined that she would find out the things that she had, that the world was so different from what she had imagined and that her dad had played a hand in it.

That thought caused some of the humor to slip away as she sobered, her gaze looking troubled until he pointed out there was a mattress. She pushed the shadows away and forced a smile back into place while setting the globe aside. "I'll lay down after I eat."

Instead of looking at him, mostly in fear of what he would see, she leaned over to check the cans.

[assjerky]

The Ghoul didn't have to be looking at her to guess the kind of thoughts what whistled through her mind. All the shit she was dealing with was shit he knew better than he knew his own reflection.

"I'd tell you some shit bout time healing all wounds, but I ain't one for lyin'," he remarked, exhaling another deep sigh of a breath and opening his eyes to stare up at the peeling and cracked ceiling. "Gets better, though. Time goes on, you'll stop feeling so much like you've been kicked in the gut every gotdamn day."

[okiedokies]

He had already told her once that he was basically her with just a few years attached. At the time she had brushed that off but even she was starting to see the similarities now.

"I can't tell if that's a good thing or not," she murmured as she got a cloth from her pack so that she could get the cans out of the embers without burning herself. She left one to cool but rose to her feet to carefully bring the other can over to him, holding it out so he would see it. "Watch out, it's hot."

[assjerky]

"Hard to say. Feeling nothing's easier. Don't know if its better." He'd gotten used to it, but he couldn't swear to it that she'd be able to do the same.

Since he still had his gloves on, and figured they were thick enough to handle the heat briefly, he accepted the can from her and dragged a chipped end table close enough to set it down. "Thank ya kindly, darlin'," he drawled, figuring he'd wait til it stopped bubbling to take a bite, rather than risking a singed tongue. Dogmeat came sniffing up to him, and he clicked his tongue and nudged her back. "Hey now. This ain't for pups." He dug a leftover piece of roasted molerat leg wrapped in a cloth out of his coat pocket and offered it instead. A trade the dog happily accepted.

He would've been content with eating in silence, but that hangdog look on the Vaultie's face was spoiling the mood. "So what did yall vault dwellers get up to for fun?" he asked as he poked a spoon into the can, nudging the contents around to cool them off faster.

[okiedokies]

"It doesn't seem like a very healthy way of living but I guess I can see what you mean," she wondered if it would surprise him that she was seeing his way of thinking. Not that she was sure it would work for her either but she supposed it was a way of surviving this hellish world.

"You're welcome," she smiled kindly to him as she walked over to sit down by the fire again, picking up her pack to take out a couple of spoons. She was still close enough to him that she could lean over and stretch out to offer him a spoon after he traded some food to Dogmeat to sate her hunger.

Scooping some food into her mouth, she thought they would be eating in silence too until he asked about what she did in the vault. "Oh, all sorts of things. I was in a bunch of different clubs like gymnastics and rifling. On my downtime, I did gardening, reading and watching movies when I wasn't teaching."

"What do you do?" She asked curiously, arching a brow at him while she took another bite.

[assjerky]

Some part of him--the tiny sliver that still had some pride around the craft he'd once plied--wanted to ask her what kind of movies she'd watched. But if it were any of his, he thought he was better off not knowing.

"Oh its all tea parties and debutant balls up here, Vaultie," he drawled, though without as much acid to the sarcasm as he would've once used. He was clearly just needling her. "I do this, sweetheart. Well--I hunt people down, that is. Usually it ain't personal." This time it was nothing but.

[okiedokies]

She would have answered him if he had asked but it most likely wouldn’t have brought him any comfort. Of course, she wouldn’t know any of that.

She rolled her eyes at him when he made a joke but then she smirked, matching the sarcasm and teasing. “I’m sure you would look great in a pretty blue dress.”

“Do you make a lot of caps doing this? You told your friend you’ve always been good at making money,” she took another bite.

[assjerky]

"There you go, Vaultie. Now you're learning how to be a smartass." He chuckled and finally shoveled a heaping spoonful of beans in his mouth. Blue always had been his color, he thought with bitter amusement. Still was, in a way, though time had turned the bright cobalt to a grimy navy, and most of his old costume was hidden by a vest.

"Mmhm." He couldn't answer properly right away, mouth full, but he grunted a vague ascension and nodded. "Ain't always gotta be people. Could be cargo. Could be a heist. Reckon by now, I've done it all. Why?" He eyed her over another bite, amusement twitching his lips up as he chewed. "You lookin' for a job, sweetheart?"

[okiedokies]

The corners of her mouth twitched under his praise, amusement flickering across her features as she lowered her head in a lame attempt to hide it. Or the fact that she had been pleased with the way he chuckled and looked at her as he did. She missed any sort of weirdness over the fact that he would look good in blue, setting the can aside in favor of the cola.

"I don't know," she answered, giving her head a little shake which caused her bangs to fall in front of her eyes until she pushed them back. "I don't know if I could be ruthless enough to be any good at it."

"Plus I wouldn't be any competition for you," she shrugged, taking another sip. "So you'd get all the good jobs. Or maybe use me as bait again."

[assjerky]

"Course you could." This was the same gal what decapited and fella, tore the Ghoul's trigger finger off with her teeth, and single-handedly fucked up that Super Duper Mart. She had the same capacity he did. Time would tell if she had more integrity. Or maybe not so much more, as more of a desire to hang on to it.

He grunted softly and lapsed into a momentary silence as he shoveled down more food, giving over to the need to refuel the body over having a conversation. He swigged some water and exhaled a contented sigh. "Reckon if I ever feel the need to use you as bait again, I'll at least run it by you first." He swiped the back of his hand over his mouth and went back to tucking into his dinner. "Figure that's the least I can do for you saving my sorry life."

[okiedokies]

Lucy wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not that he had decided she could do the job but maybe he was right. She had done a lot to survive over the last little while, things she couldn't have imagined doing before. "I guess we'll see what happens. I don't even know if I'd be allowed back into the Vaults."

Certainly not the one she had been expelled from.

She chose not to disturb the brief silence as she focused on eating the rest of the pork and beans in her can. It was a simple meal but it was almost divine considering everything else she'd been eating lately while on the road. She was just finishing the last bite when she looked up at him again, her lashes fluttering before she managed a smirk. "Well, I appreciate that. I figure I can work with almost anything as long as you let me in on the plan. Though next time, I'd prefer not to be tied up and dunked in the water."

She paused briefly and nodded. "You're welcome, by the way. After what I saw with the ghouls in that building, I couldn't let it happen to you after you fought so hard to avoid it."

[assjerky]

"They might let you back in...if you're willin' to play ball. Lie out your cute little behind 'bout everything you know." And they'd already established she wasn't. No burying her head in the sand for his little killer. "You know them folks better than me, but I'm willing to bet even if you got back in, they wouldn't listen to the truth."

He was quiet again as he polished off his dinner, and let her talk. He washed the last bite down with the rest of his canteen, chuckled softly as he wiped his mouth. "Course you coulda," he shot back with a wry smile. "And ain't nobody would've blamed you. Ain't about can and can't, darlin'. It's will and won't." He got up and stretched a bit, shuffled off to the kitchen to see if the faucet worked. It did--though the water wasn't the cleanest, and was clearly irradiated. Thankfully didn't neither bother him much. Though, speaking of radiation...

He tucked his canteen away as he strolled back into the main room, paused by her and reached down to catch her chin in his hand and tip her head up. He hummed thoughtfully as he looked her over, brow furrowed. "...Think we might need to scrounge up some meds for rads when we pass through Primm."

[okiedokies]

Her brows lifted towards her hairline before she smiled at him, looking amused. "My cute little behind?"

Oops, maybe she shouldn't have asked him about that out loud even though she doubted he meant anything by it. He liked to call her all sorts of terms of endearment but mostly for mocking reasons, so she wasn't going to assume that he had thought about her 'behind' at all. After all, why would he?

"Fine, then I wouldn't have done it. At least not that time," she answered him honestly, figuring she might have let him suffer if there had been another time when he had done something to cross her and she could have saved him.

Pushing herself to her feet, she started to brush her backside off, not aware of him drawing closer until he was in front of her and catching her chin with his hand. Her eyes widened a touch as her lips parted at the same time, confusion clear on her face until she realized that he was checking her to see if she was feeling the effect of radiation yet. Still, she swallowed thickly, not pulling away though she nodded slightly. "Okay."

[assjerky]

The Ghoul didn't appear the least bit fazed by her clarification, merely raised an eyebrow at her. He said what he said and he stood by it.

That little look on her face, though. That right there was a problem waiting to happen. He canted his head to the side and ran the glove sheathed pad of his thumb along the curve of her chin, the tip tracing the edge of her bottom lip. "Now you gonna wanna be careful, lookin' at a fella like that, Vaultie," he advised in a tone that promised all manner of dangerously delightful things. "Might make a man wanna commit a sin or three."

[okiedokies]

Lucy wasn't sure if it was her heart pounding in her ears or if there was something going on outside but she couldn't help the shiver that crawled up her spine when his voice took on a low tone that did interesting things to her insides. It was most definitely a problem waiting to happen.

She drew her bottom lip in between her teeth, wetting it before she let it go slowly, leaving it a touch shade darker than before as she looked up at him. When she spoke, her voice was soft and filled with the same promise tinged with just a touch of nerves. "Then you should be careful touching a woman like that. She might let that mean do one or all three."

[assjerky]

Truth be told, even with that wide eyed bordering on fuck struck stare, and that little flicker like she was disappointed he hadn't leaned in to kiss those pretty pink lips--he still kept thinking she'd have the expected reaction. She'd shoved his hand away, cringe back, shudder with revulsion, tell him he was touched in the head for even thinking she'd want his hands on her.

But it kept on not being at all expected, and being real interesting. Made him want to keep pushing--like he had before, only instead of trying to crack what he'd viewed as a wafer thin layer of a sugar facade, to see just how she'd react to satisfy his growing curiosity. "That so?" He stepped further into her space, free hand reaching behind them to brace against the wall, trapping her between his body and a hard surface. "Ain't even gonna ask what sins I had in mind?"

[okiedokies]

A small part of her thought that she should push him away, tried to remind her that this was a dangerous man to get entangled with and that there was a good chance that he didn't have the right intentions. The only issue was that she wasn't sure what her own intentions were or the outcome she wanted.

It felt impossible to breathe when he pushed her back, his presence sweeping over her as she took a step back when he stepped further into her space, crowing her back against the wall and keeping her trapped there with little more than an arm barring her escape. Not that she seemed intent on escaping as she looked up at him, her pulse racing faster. "What sins did you have in mind?"

[assjerky]

The Ghoul hummed thoughtfully and slid his hand from her chin to curl his hand lightly against the side of her neck, thumb trailing along the line of her jaw. "Well for starters, havin' those pretty pink lips wrapped 'round my cock," he replied bluntly, casting his head, figuring she might finally snap out of it if he was vulgar enough. "Seein' if you was tellin' the truth 'bout not bein' a moaner while I get a real good taste of ya. You taste as sweet as you act, Vaultie?"

[okiedokies]

It felt like they were playing chicken and with fire all at the same time, maybe even fiery chicken. Lucy wasn't sure as it was hard to think when he slid his hand to the side of her neck, touching her further as she wanted to lean into him. Maybe she was doing just that with her words as she felt her cheeks warm at his vulgarity but she didn't pull away. Instead, she was lifting her chin, bringing their faces closer but not quite all the way as she met his gaze defiantly. "Maybe better."

[assjerky]

Damn if that response didn't make his mouth water up a bit. He hummed again, low and deep in his chest, tongue briefly sweeping out to wet his lips. "That so?" Fuck it. He ran his hand back into her hair and gripped a handful of it, tugging her head back more as he leaned in. "You aimin' to prove that, sweetheart?"

[okiedokies]

Lucy was fairly sure that she was losing her ever lovin' mind to be entertaining this but her gaze dropped, tracking the swipe of his tongue as he wet his lips. Then her breath hitched sweetly in surprise at the way he grabbed a handful of her hair, reminding her again that he wasn't a gentle man but she felt a low throb of arousal sweep through her at the thought. Maybe it was evident in the way her eyes darkened as she looked up at him, her voice softer. "You really do like to talk a lot, don't you?"

[assjerky]

"Maybe." His lips twitched with a smirk, and his hand tugged to angle her head back even more. He lowered his head, not to her lips, but to the side of her neck, the sharp ridge of bone that was all that was left of a nose dragging lightly against the unblemished soft skin, hot breath ghosting in its wake. She was still so damn soft, even after days in the hot sun on all that translucent skin. He bet she'd mark up real pretty. "Maybe I'm tryin' to give ya time to come to your senses," he murmured, pausing to nip at the spot where her pulse was fluttering madly. "Maybe I just wanna hear ya say you want me to fuck you."

[okiedokies]

There was a flicker of disappointment when he didn't kiss her but she didn't mind the way he leaned down to nuzzle at her neck. Yes, it felt strange since he didn't have a nose but she still didn't seem to mind as she tilted her head slightly, giving him easier access while her eyes drifted half closed. "Is that because you're hoping I'll come to my senses?" Then he wouldn't have to put the blame of stopping on himself and instead put it on her as another way to be angry with her?

"Yet," she eased back to look at him with a wide, serious gaze. "If you're wanting to have sex with me as some way of getting back at my father, then I'll have to respectfully decline. But if you're serious about wanting to, you know, then I might be inclined not to stop you."

[assjerky]

Maybe some part of him was hoping she'd come to her senses, just so she'd do something predictable. Just so he'd have some fuckin' part of her figured out.

But considering the remark she blindsided him with, didn't look like that'd be happening anytime soon. He eased back as well, and released her, planting his hand on the other side of her, effectively boxing her in. There was a brief flicker of something that moved across his face, something layered and hard to read; part of him had just enough audacity to feel a little insulted, maybe even stung. "Alright," he drawled, his tone a bit chilled. "Lemme be crystal fuckin' clear then. I wanted to use you to hurt your daddy, I'd bring you to him in little fuckin' pieces. I sure the fuck wouldn't babysit your ass across the desert on some vague hopes of gettin' you in bed so's I can tell him I fucked his daughter." Might've been a fucked up thing to say, but it was true. She wasn't here so he could use her. Not anymore.

He eased back from his leaning position, brow furrowed, something else she'd said concerning him in a very different and rather worrying way. "...I don't want you to 'not be inclined to stop me,' Vaultie. That sure fuck don't sound like enthusiastic consent. That how they raise ya'll up?"