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[assjerky]

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[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?"

[okiedokies]

Lucy could almost feel guilty when she watched the unnamed emotion cross his leathery face and she wondered if maybe she had wounded his pride or whatever honor he might have. Still, she was relieved to hear his argument that he would never have sex with her as a way of getting back at her father. "Well, to be fair, the last time I had sex with someone, they didn't have good intentions either. I just wanted to be sure that this was something we wanted for the right reasons."

Except then he looked concerned and she looked confused, shaking her head. "I didn't mean anything bad by it. I was raised to be very comfortable with sex."

"Look, I'm sorry, I let my mouth run away from me again," she told him earnestly as she lifted a hand to rest it against his chest, then slid it up higher to mimic his earlier move by cupping the side of his neck and brushing her thumb against his jawline. "I want you to..."

Damnit, did she have to actually say it? Swear word and all?

[assjerky]

Quick as a viper strike, he grabbed the hand touching his face and pinned it to the wall above her head, his fingers surprisingly gentle around her wrist for the speed of the movement. "I done told you already, Vaultie, I ain't much for lying," he murmured, laying his other hand on her waist, thumb caressing the exposed skin. "What do you want, sweetheart? Say it however the fuck you want to say it, but quit thinkin' so damn much and spit it out. Tell me to kiss you. Tell me to touch you. Tell me to fuck off. I told you what I want, so what the fuck do you want."

[okiedokies]

“I’m not lying,” she hissed softly, her eyes flashing as he pinned her hand. The look was much like it had been when they had ended up wrestling and she bit his finger off in the middle of it somewhere. Now she glared a little, her breathing a touch ragged as she knew what he wanted her to say. She knew she was dancing on a dangerous edge but then she tossed herself over. “I want you to do all that except fuck off. Kiss me, touch me, fuck me…”

[assjerky]

"There you are," the Ghoul growled in satisfaction, leaning down to claim her mouth in a rough, hard kiss. She tasted cola-spiced sweet, and he raked his teeth across her lower lip hard enough to sting before slipping his tongue between her lips for a better taste. His grip on her wrist lifted in favor of curling against the back of her neck, yanking her harder against him, the other still gloved hand running around her hip to fan his fingers out across her back.

[okiedokies]

There was a flash of a smirk when he growled at her, looking pleased before his mouth crashed against her own. She felt a flicker of surprise at the heat behind it but there was no hesitation on her part as she kissed him back hard and hungry. Almost as if she were battling him for dominance, her lips parting beneath his with a whisper of a moan before her tongue teased against his. As soon as he let go of her wrist, she was sliding her arms around him and arching closer as she sank beneath the pleasure of the kiss.

[assjerky]

When vices were all one had left to take any enjoyment in, one didn't do 'em in half measures. I do this shit for the love of the game applied to more than just bounties and heists. Granted, fucking wasn't usually on the list with chems and booze and gunfights, but if he still looked the way he had 200 years ago, it would've been. Most normal folk didn't want a ghoul anywhere near their most intimate parts, and in 200 years he hadn't actually made that many friends among other ghouls. The ones he had, never seemed to live that long.

The Vaultie having the tingles for him hadn't been expected, but he weren't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Plenty other, better things he could be doing with it. One of which he was doing now, kissing her so deep he felt that high pitched, barely there moan on his tongue. Now they could do better than that, he thought, and shoved her coat off her shoulders insistently, started stripping off everything else under it impatiently. Part of him wished they hadn't found her all these layers of clothes yet. That vault suit might be ugly and full of bitter feelings for him, but if she'd still had it on, he'd have her tits out and in his hands and mouth already.

[okiedokies]

Having tingles for him was putting it mildly for how Lucy felt as she felt fluttery and hot all at the same time while he deepened the kiss like he was trying to consume her. It made her breathless and yet she couldn't break away for the life of her because if she was going to burn, she might as well go up in an inferno.

She rolled her shoulders to shrug off her coat but then she returned the favor as she pushed her hands against his shoulders, pushing his own coat back and off since she wanted it gone too. She broke the kiss long enough to help him undo the buttons of the vest, glancing down briefly before she looked up and crashed her mouth against his in another needy kiss. She wasn't thinking about which set of clothes would have gotten her naked faster, she just knew that she wanted his hands and his mouth on her wherever he wanted to put them.

[assjerky]

The tattered duster joined her coat on the floor, and since she was jerking at the buttons of her vest he moved his hands to give the fly of her pants the same treatment. He had them loose around her hips begging to be slid off when she jammed her lips back to his, but he couldn't find it in him to complain. He kissed her back, growled softly into that avid and greedy little mouth, and made a split second decision to switch directions. Rather than pulling her shirt open, he yanked his glove off and slid his hand down her belly and past the elastic of her little white panties, middle finger pushing through tight damp curls to roll his fingertip over her clit. His free hand gripped her jaw and throat lightly, keeping her mouth pressed to his while he played that sensitive little bud, hungry for another of those catchy whines to vibrate over his tongue and teeth.

[okiedokies]

Lucy drank down the little growl and felt dizzy for it, almost like she had found the forbidden wine and drank some before anyone could stop her. She suddenly yearned to hear that noise over and over again, sometimes lost in a mind-numbing kiss or against her ear at the most perfect moment. Then he was sliding a hand into her pants and her breath hitched as she grabbed onto him so she would stay upright when her knees nearly buckled at the feel of his finger sliding against her. The moan that was lost between them was needy as it vibrated from her tongue to his, her hips rolling towards his hand as she rocked closer, bordering on wantonly as she wanted more. Sliding a hand to the back of his neck, she arched closer, moaning again.

[assjerky]

That right there was what he wanted, all he wanted, his little killer grabbing onto what she wanted and fuckin' taking it. He broke his lips from hers so he could hear the sound she was making--all that noise she insisted she didn't make during sex spilling from her lips freely while she rocked and rolled against his fingers, greedy for more friction. He growled softly again, raked his teeth over her chin, her neck, her collarbone, then dropped unceremoniously to his knees to yank her jeans and panties down her legs. He didn't bother doing a neat and tidy job, either, getting one foot free and letting the material bunch around the other ankle. Her threw her leg over his shoulder and sealed his mouth over the slick split of her sex, tongue lapping at wet folds and swirling over her clit. Fuck, it had been a long fuckin' time since he'd eaten pussy, and she was right, the taste of her was even sweeter than her sugary smile and fluttering doe eyes. His eyes rolled back, lids flickering, a long and satisfied moan vibrating against her clit as he sucked and licked, her wet little cunt nearly as potent a high as the drugs he soaked in every day.

[okiedokies]

Lucy would be pretty sure that she hadn't insisted that she didn't make noises during sex, it was just that she hadn't before. It was different now though, it was almost like she couldn't stop the panting little breaths or the shaky moans she made as he drew his mouth away from hers. Tipping her head back, she let her eyes close at the growl and the way he raked the blunt edge of his teeth over her skin, leaving little red marks here and there while he worked his way down. She even helped as she wriggled beneath his hands, helping him to get her jeans and her panties down her legs, not really caring at the moment if it was done neatly or where they went.

"Oh fuck," the words were a strangled cry as he pressed his mouth against her sex, sending shocks of pleasure through her body as she scrambled to hold on again. One hand went to his shoulder, then the side of his neck while her other hand knocked his hat away so she could curl her fingers around the back of his head. There were more noises as she rolled her hips to grind herself against his mouth as he moaned, seeming to enjoy it as much as she did.

[assjerky]

Had he not been thoroughly absorbed in making a feast of her he might've chuckled that he finally got her to swear, easily and liberally, after weeks of gosh dangit and horsefeathers. A snarl ripped through him, a feral sound that might've been concerning in different circumstances, if it hadn't been accompanied by him gripping her hips to help her ride his face harder. Without his hat in the way he had an unobstructed view up her body through heavy lidded eyes, with her head thrown back, marks of his teeth glowing dark pink against pale skin. Fuckin' hells that was good. He tongue fucked her wet folds, then dragged the flat of his tongue to her clit and ran his hand around her hip, pressing two fingers into her and curling them, fucking her deep to work her inside and out. There was some twisted, dark pleasure in fucking her with her own finger, that delicate little smooth digit no doubt a contrast to his rough, hard callused middle finger. He doubted she'd notice in the moment, wanton little thing that she was.

[okiedokies]

Lucy barely registered the fact that she cursed or that he snarled his enjoyment of the heated moment they found themselves in. She barely registered anything but the onslaught of sensations, especially when he slipped two fingers into her, causing her inner walls to flutter and clench as she let out another broken cry. She was so close to the edge that she couldn’t breathe, her breasts rising and falling quickly as she tugged him closer and trembled just before she went over. She was loud and she didn’t care as found her release, flooding his fingers and his tongue without a care because it felt too damn good to worry about anything but the long minute of pleasure blanking out her mind and the rest of the world.

[assjerky]

Somehow he could've guessed she had a hairpin trigger, but fuck it, he was letting it go to his ego. He sucked her clit and rolled his lips to ride her through the orgasm, rumbling in satisfaction as her cunt clenched around his fingers and drenched them in her slick. And because he was a bastard, he kept licking until she was sensitive and squirming away from him. Only then did he break his mouth from her cunt, chuckling low and nipping at her upper thigh. He eased his fingers out of her, turning his hand so the wet skin glistened in the low firelight. "Atta girl," he drawled, licking his hand from palm to fingertip, obscenely sucking her slick off his middle and forefinger.

[okiedokies]

Lucy felt like she could see stars beneath her eyelids as she leaned back against the wall, panting softly in a lame attempt to catch her breath. She had already nudged him back with a soft whimper of discomfort when he kept licking at her even after he had broken her apart, desperately needing a moment to gather her wits. Then she looked down at him, those same wits fleeing again as she watched him suck his fingers clean. Her cheeks warmed but the heat was more intense in her gaze as she leaned down to kiss him as soon as he moved his hand away, not caring that she could taste herself on his tongue. If anything, she kind of liked it.

[assjerky]

The Ghoul was a little surprised as she kissed him with his face a mess of her slick, but he rolled with it easily, catching the back of her neck and letting her plunder as much as she liked. He raised up on his knees and caught her around the waist, pulling her with him as he tumbled them to the floor with her atop him. He helped her drag her legs up to straddle him, his dick hard as a rock and straining against his pants. Even so he was more intent on kissing her and getting her shirt open, shoving the cups of her bra out of the way so he could get his fingers on a small round breast.

[okiedokies]

Lucy broke the kiss long enough to give a little huff of laughter when he caught her around the waist and pulled her down with him as they tumbled to the floor. Not that she minded as the laugh turned into a little moan when he got her to straddle him, dragging her down so she was grinding over him, suddenly very aware of his arousal and the way it was pressed against her so intimately. Especially since she was wearing nothing from the waist down.

Kissing him back, she arched into his hands and tilted her hips so he would feel the heat of her against the head of his cock. It wasn't enough though since he still had his pants on but she was focused on fixing that as she slid her hands down to start getting his pants undone, all while nipping at his bottom lip.

[assjerky]

The Ghoul growled softly and bucked his hips up against her, greedy for the friction even if there was a thick layer of cloth between him and her slick heat. He rolled and pinched a nipple until it stiffened and pebbled, chasing her lips, growling again as she raked her teeth against his bottom lip. "You gonna ride me, sweetheart," he rasped, reached back to squeeze one of her round little asscheeks. "You gonna come real nice for me again?"

[okiedokies]

“Yes,” Lucy gasped, her eyes dark with need as she looked up at him, shoving his pants, and underwear too if he wore them, down enough to free him. She pressed his lips to his in a surprisingly slow but hard kiss then, right as she curled a hand around his cock and silently marveled at the size. She better acquainted herself with it too, stroking him from base to tip, swallowing down any noises he made.

When she broke the kiss, she had stroked him a handful more times, getting him closer and closer to the edge until she sat up enough to line up there bodies. “I’m going to ride you until you come too.” She said it boldly, perhaps surprisingly, before she rolled her hips to sink down onto him, going slowly to give them both time to adjust and to savour. Which she did with a low, happy moan.

[assjerky]

His dick was just like the rest of his skin in texture, but to answer her question from days prior, fully intact and functional. The tip leaked precum on her fingers and palm as she stroked him, and it was probably all thanks to the rads that made him what he was and the drugs that kept him sane that he didn't spurt his release all over her fingers right then and there. No hands had touched him but his own in a long, long, long ass time.

"Yeah, you fuckin' will, sweetheart," he panted harshly and gripped her hips as she sank down on him bit by bit. His thumbs stroked her inner thighs, and fuck if the sight of her cunt stretched around him wasn't the hottest thing he'd ever seen. "Fuck, Vaultie, look at you, taking all that like a fuckin' champ. Feels good, darlin', feels so fuckin' good fuckin' that sweet little pussy o'yours."

[okiedokies]

Lucy was incredibly relieved at that moment to find that he was fully intact and functional as it would have been disappointing to find out otherwise. She wouldn't have even minded if he had spurt his release all over her fingers right then and there but it was definitely better that he hadn't.

Poised over him, she was panting softly as she paused, taking a second to get her bearings and to adjust before she swiveled her hips slowly, biting back another groan as she did. No amount of cousin stuff or that one time with her raider husband could have prepared her for this, she decided. But the absolutely filthy encouragement coming out of his mouth made her feel good as she looked down at him, her hands braced against his chest as she rolled her hips to sink down further. Then she was seated on him fully, her whole body pulsing like a firecracker about to go off and it was amazing. "Holy...shit."

[assjerky]

For a moment, the Ghoul could only groan through gritted teeth, her cunt tight and hot and slick and fuckin' pulsing with every little movement, every dirty word that passed his lips. "Yeah, there you go," he rasped, running his hands over her hips and thighs, up her belly to play with a pert little breast. "That's it, darlin', that's a good girl." She was probably still sensitive, but he grazed her clit with the pad of his thumb anyway to feel her slick walls spasm. "Nnngh, fuck. You fuckin' need it, don't you baby."