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[assjerky]

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[assjerky]

"Yyyep." He didn't see much point in denying it when it was pretty close to the truth. Kind or not.

"You do that, sweetheart." He winked at her and put his hat back on, meandering over to the door--only just then realizing they must've scared Dogmeat off, because she was posted up outside, laying near the doorway, and looked up at him with baleful eyes. "Oh, get the fuck inside," he grumbled, reaching over to ruffle the scruff on the back of her neck as he started in on setting himself up a watch post.

[okiedokies]

"You can tell me more about them later," she decided with a nod. Which meant that she needed time to think about it before she would be trying any of the chems that he had mentioned.

She continued to smile as he winked at her before heading to the front door, taking a moment to enjoy watching him. Then she realized what she was doing and whirled to scurry away before he caught her staring at him like some lovesick schoolgirl. Making her way to the bed, she did as she promised and left the right side of the mattress open since she didn't need the whole thing to herself. She was just making herself comfortable when she spotted Dogmeat meandering over to lay down at the foot of the bed. Maybe it was the exhaustion of the traveling or being well fucked but it didn't take long for Lucy to drift off.

[assjerky]

The Ghoul spent the first half of the night tinkering with some of the bits and bobs he'd found around the workbench, and managed to make a passable frag grenade that would get them out of a scrape in case of emergency. He counted out the caps they'd found and, in a moment of conscience, divided them to give the Vaultie half of them to spend on whatever the fuck her flight of fancy wanted. They were traveling together, so the salvage should divide equally.

When he got bored--and tired--he got up and crept over to the mattress. He considered nudging her awake with his foot--his usual method--but instead, he took his hat off and stretched out on the spot she'd left for him and draped his arm over her, spooning against her back. He nipped her earlobe, ran his hand over her hip. "Your shift, sunshine," he mumbled in her ear, ready to catch her elbow in case she jerked instinctively.

[okiedokies]

It was a good move on his part to be ready to catch her elbow in case she jerked instinctively as that was exactly what happened when he nipped her ear, sending a little shock through her to drag her out of her sleep. She half twisted towards him too, blinking rapidly as she struggled to make sense of what was happening just before her brain caught up. As soon as she recognized him, she relaxed with a sigh of relief. "You startled me."

She hadn't computed what he had whispered in her ear, so she shifted the rest of the way to face him, slipping into his arms as she pressed her face against his chest and closed her eyes again. Then she muttered, "Five more minutes."

[assjerky]

Good thing he was ready for that shit, then...though it wasn't like she could break his nose. What did it say that he was already learning her rhythms to see it coming? Getting closer than he anticipated.

"Mm." He closed his eyes and laid back, tugging her with him and letting her sprawl out across his chest. Absently he forked his hand into her hair, fingertips scraping gently across her scalp. He, too, was pretty fuckin' tires, and instead of making sure she woke up he dropped off like a stone.

Good thing he'd left a mine outside the door, in case any dumbasses tried to get in.

[okiedokies]

Considering how she had jerked back, it was more likely he would have gotten an elbow to the stomach or the chest but merely caught her elbow instead until she realized who it was. She didn't even think twice about how he had anticipated the way she would wake up or the way they were instantly cuddling into each other. It was very unlike the morning he had first woken up with her wrapped up around him.

But she had meant to get up and take her shift so he could rest but he made it impossible when he started to run his fingers through her hair. She made a happy but still sleepy noise, even when he started to scrape his nails over her scalp. If anything, it only helped her to sink back into sleep, completely unaware that she was lacking in doing her job.

At least until a couple of hours before sunrise when she stirred awake, biting back a small yawn when she peeked open her eyes and realized the fire had died down. She was still warm though and she realized it was to do with the fact that she was sprawled across The Ghoul with her head on his chest and her arm wrapped around his middle. He looked pretty content in his sleep too which she got to see as she turned her head to watch his face, taking a moment just to study him.

Of course, no one would really call him handsome in the state he was in now but Lucy didn't mind. She didn't find him as horrendous as she thought she might when she had first met him. She could almost see the man he had been at one time, how handsome he might have been then and it made her smile. Then she turned her head slowly to look down the rest of him, realizing that she hadn't seen much of him since he had remained mostly clothed while they were having sex. That made her curious as she slid a hand down his stomach to inch her fingers up under his shirt, grazing across his stomach just above his belt.

[assjerky]

The Ghoul slept lightly, and thankfully, usually came to his senses quickly. He caught her hand before it could get far, but he didn't do anything violent. Instead, he blinker his eyes half open and focused on the vague shape of her face. "Might not like anything under there, doll," he warned her...though, after a moments contemplation, he let go of her hand, silently giving her permission to continue. If she was repulsed, well...fun while it last and probably for the best. He was a mess though. Even more than other ghouls, what with being stuck in the ground and drug out every so often to have pieces of him sliced off. The rapid healing from that left some...interesting scars.

[okiedokies]

Lucy froze when he caught her hand with a lightning quick strike that she was getting used to from him. Still, it surprised her how quickly he could move even when she thought he was asleep. She flashed him a guilty look for disturbing him and for trying to peek at the rest of him when he was out of it. "I'm sorry..."

But then he let go of her hand after warning her that she might be repulsed which caused her a bit of concern. Sitting up a bit, she made sure he could see what she was doing as she started to push his shirt up slowly so that she could see his torso or at least his front.

[assjerky]

The vest was making that a little difficult, so he reached up to undo the buttons with quick twists of his fingers. When it fell open it would be easier to slide his shirt up and get a good look at the scarred mess beneath. "200 years leaves its mark, Vaultie," he remarked, eyes half closed, open just enough to let him see her reaction.

[okiedokies]

She paused when she realized that the vest was hindering her and he seemed to sense it as he reached up to pop the buttons open. Once the vest had fallen open, she pushed the shirt up to his neck or as high as it would go as she let her gaze fall upon his naked chest. But she wasn't repulsed when her eyes widened and then looked pained, her breathing hitching as she reached out with a hand to skim her fingers over different marks. "Oh god, what happened?"

Then she scowled as she looked up at his face, her eyes flashing. "Did someone do this to you?"

[assjerky]

He hadn't expected her reaction to be anger. He really hadn't. In spite of knowing she had that strong moral center...surely she knew he wasn't some innocent. Every mark on his body he'd surely left on the world ten fold.

He also hadn't expected to like the feel of her warm little hands running over the knotted scar tissue that ravaged his body, hadn't expected to feel his cock twitch with interest in his pants. He closed his eyes, inhaled a sharp breath and exhaled it on a quiet, pleased little rumble. "I was drugged up something fierce for most of it," he told her, opening his eyes a crack. "...It's fine, Vaultie. I heal up fast."

[okiedokies]

It wasn't hard to guess he didn't want to talk about what had happened to him but hearing that he had been drugged up something fierce for it didn't really make her feel better. Not even hearing that he healed up fast could help as she shook her head, spreading her hands across his chest, brushing her fingers over his nipples without thinking about how it might affect him as she was still focused on the scars.

"I hope you made them pay for it," she murmured with a surprising amount of vehemence, knowing that it might seem at odds with her supposedly peaceful nature but maybe she wasn't as good as some people wanted to believe. He had called her a little killer, after all.

[assjerky]

It was getting harder to tell if it was just her touch that was doing it for him, or the vicious spark in her eyes, the venom practically dripping from bared teeth that was making him, well, get harder. Probably both. His lips curved, and he stretch an arm up and folded it behind his head to make himseld comfortable, absently laying the other hand over one of hers.

"Dom Pedro? Ain't even sure where he is, sugar." He shrugged a bit. "He ever crosses my path, I'll be sure to take a couple pounds of flesh. But we got bigger fish to fry." He wondered if that surprised her, that vengeance wasn't his top priority with larger forces at play. He'd certainly been quick to dish it out to her when she'd ripped his trigger finger off with her teeth...but that had been more of a lesson. That her golden rule wasn't always so golden.

[okiedokies]

"Just don't make ass jerky out of him if we ever do cross paths with him," Lucy insisted, wrinkling her nose at him as she couldn't imagine trying to eat someone who had done horrible things to him. Not that she could imagine ever eating a person, period but that wasn't the point.

It did surprise her a little that vengeance wasn't his top priority considering how quick he had been to dole it out to her and she found her gaze flitting to her necrotic finger before she looked away. Maybe it wasn't that important since he was focused on finding his family and helping her find her dad.

She started to slide her hand down before her eyes widened at the sight of the very noticeable bulge between his legs that hadn't been there when she first woke up. She looked at him sharply, blinking for a second before she started to smirk. "I really hope that's not from talking about cutting people up."

[assjerky]

"Nah, only dead friends get that honor," he quipped--which wasn't entirely true, because once someone was dead, meat was meat. His eyes had slid closed as he enjoyed her meandering touches, low hums of pleasure rumbling in the back of his throat. "Hm?" He cracked an eye open at her, glanced down, then chuckled softly. "Might be part of it. Might just be them hot little hands of yours." He wrapped his fingers around one of the hands in question and brought it up to his lips, raked his teeth lightly across the sensitive skin of her inner wrist. "You wanna do something with it, sweetheart? Since you seem so keen on explorin'? How bout you shuck them pants off and come take a seat on my face? Then you can put your hands wherever you want 'em."

[okiedokies]

Lucy didn't bother to hide the way she rolled her eyes at him, the corners of her mouth twitching briefly but she didn't want to laugh. That had still been an eye-opening experience that she didn't want to experience again even though she was sure she would. But maybe he wouldn't make her take part the next time. But hearing that he was reacting to the feel of her hands made her feel smug as she let them wander down to his stomach, even teasing him with a kiss of her nails. Glancing up, she felt an answering clench to his words but she was feeling playful at the moment as she teased him. "I thought it wasn't good to get caught with our pants down, isn't that what you said?"

[assjerky]

"Oh so you do listen," he teased back, inhaling sharply and unconsciously arching up, just a bit, into that delicious scrape of blunt nails over his abdomen. "It ain't. That's why you leave a well hidden mine at the entrance. Fellas howling 'bout their legs bein' blown off usually gives you enough time to pull your pants on."

[okiedokies]

“I do sometimes, mostly when it suits me,” she replied jokingly though there was a hint of truth to her words. She was sure that everyone who knew her would agree to that. Not that she was thinking too hard about it considering she was distracted, enjoying the way he arched up beneath the kiss of her nails. Intrigued, she did it again before she let her fingers trail down to brush against the bulge, tracing the line of his zipper. Then she rubbed her fingers over him, tracing him from base to tip before she started working on getting his pants open.

[assjerky]

"That tracks," the Ghoul drawled, settled into a comfortable sprawl as her questing hands continued to make his cock twitch in his pants. A low growl rumbled in his chest, hips twitching to press into the friction of her touch. Still, for the most part, he was letting her take the lead and do what she wanted.

[okiedokies]

She chuckled as she gave him a look, shaking her head in amusement. "Somehow I don't think you're much better."

There was that growl again, the one that made her feel hot and achy almost instantly. She couldn't have thought that she could have such a visceral reaction to a sound but here she was, her eyes darkening as she bit her bottom lip. Then she was working his pants open, using a gentle touch to free him as she marveled again at the size of him. It was probably obvious that she was sizing him up as she curled her fingers around him, rubbing her thumb gently along the underside to the tip.

[assjerky]

The Ghoul supposed she hadn't gotten as much of a look as she'd have liked the night before, but that didn't stop him from chuckling softly as she very clearly took in the heft of him in her hand. Her touch was rewarded with another low, rasping growl, a bead of precum leaking onto the pad of her thumb. "I didn't know any better I'd say you look impressed, sweetheart," he drawled, reaching up to twine a lock of her hair around his fingers. "S'already been inside ya. Real nice and deep. Mmm..."

[okiedokies]

"Honestly, I don't know how I managed to get all of it in me," she admitted, her voice having gone soft and husky as she swirled her thumb over the tip, smearing the bead around until the head was shiny. "You're definitely a lot bigger than my husband was."

Because she wanted to hear that growl again, she bent her head down to slide her tongue over the tip, tasting him before she licked him again oh so slowly from base to tip.

[assjerky]

"Oh it was a real impressive sight, sweetheart," he replied with a filthy grin, lazily rolling his hips into her hand. "S'a good thing I ate you out first, your little pussy was dripping wet when yshhhhhit," he trailed off into a swear and a harsh groan, his head arching back briefly before lifting to gaze down at her. No shot he was missing the sight of her pretty pink tongue dragging along his cock. "Fuck, Vaultie."

[okiedokies]

Now she could understand why he had felt so smug while he was going down on her because she was certainly enjoying his reactions, especially when he lost focus and groaned in a way that made her pulse with renewed arousal. Peeking at him, he would see a brief, devious smirk before she did the same motion again, licking at him slowly like she was enjoying a treat. Then, when he was growling again, she drew him into her mouth, moaning as she pushed down until he was hitting the back of her throat. She nearly gagged but she caught herself, easing back again while stroking whatever she hadn't been able to get into her mouth.

[assjerky]

He made another sound, feral and incoherent, his fingers sliding into her hair and nails scraping over her scalp. For a moment he was lost to sensation, eyes rolling back, the tight wet confines of her mouth nearly as good as her wet little cunt had been. He looked down at her as she eased back, her jaw no doubt clicking when she took him as deep as she could get him. "Feels good, baby," he praised her, stroking her hair. "Feels real good. Just like that, darlin', keep goin'."