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Short and sweet. Umph. Lots of hotness compressed so tight.

I know this prompt is old, but I have to tell you that I a laughing so hard I am crying. Good job, anon. Your fic will live for ever now. You are immortalized in Internets.

This is great and hot and above all, sweet. I loved it when it got posted, and I still love it now!

So glad this was linked; it was a lovely read.

God, this is so hot.

I love this Courier!

Characters: Boone, F!Courier
Kink: unrequited, blue balls
Summary: Boone misreads the situation.
A/N: Ive been working on a longer fill for this, but I ended up cutting this scene so I reworked it to be a one-shot so I had something finished to show my appreciation for this excellent prompt

Six studied him, her expression unreadable in the dark. For the first time since he'd met her, she had nothing to say, and silence stretched out between them. Boone bit his lip, bracing himself.

"You like me," she said, her tone even and measured. Six spoke slowly, enunciating every syllable, pronouncing every consonant. There was no trace of her accent left in her voice, and despite the darkness, he could see her mouth clearly, the way her lips shaped the words, the deft movement of her tongue. He shut his eyes and he could see those lips wrapped around his cock, practically feel her tongue moving over his slit, lapping up his precum while she hollowed her cheeks and sucked him deep.

His dick throbbed.

"Christ, Six, of course I do," he said hoarsely. His voice was strange and distant to his own ears, echoing queerly in the small, dark space. "You know what you do to me. You been teasing me, fucking every man between here and Boulder. Christ." He propped himself up on his elbows and fixed her with a baleful stare.

Twin fires burned high in his cheeks, and the hand he extended to her didn't feel like one of his own. He stroked her cheek, tracing the line of her jaw with his knuckles. She remained perfectly still, even when he kissed her.

She tasted like wine and tobacco, sweet and heady, and she didn't resist when he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Every part of him, body and soul, ached for her. He wanted her hot, sweet mouth and her dripping cunt and her long, probing fingers. He wanted her on her knees in the dirt and he wanted her on top, riding him with her head thrown back and his name on those fat, sensual lips.

Fumbling, his hands caught in her hair and pinched her brown nipples. He was clumsy in his eagerness to feel her body against his, drunk off his arousal. He felt physically ill with lust; his cock was an iron bar and his balls were two shriveled stones. He needed her like air, like medicine

Boone kissed her breathless. He broke the kiss and leaned away, his heart pounding in his throat. He reached out for her again, meaning to take her wrist and guide her hand to his chest, but his fingers closed around empty air. Confused, he sat up. Six had scrambled backwards, away from him. She'd swung her pack around and put it between them, a makeshift wall.

"Six?" he said, confused, moving to follow her.

In a flash, she'd pulled her knife clear of its sheath. "Back off," she hissed.

He froze, and his hard-on turned into a fist. He said her name again, low and plaintive, a question.

"I fuck a couple caravaners so you think I'll roll over for you like a bitch in heat?" she snarled, teeth bared. "Fuck off, I ain't your whore."

"That's not what I meant at all," he said, dumbfounded, his arousal cooling. "I thought you were--"

"Easy?"

"No! Shit Six, I thought you wanted me."

"So you just grab my tits, hope I'm amenable."

"I'm sorry," he said, deeply miserable. "I should've said something--"

"Should've asked, more like," she said tartly, sliding the knife back into the sheath. "You can't just assume shit. I ain't flattered and you ain't my type. S'what I was going to say before you stuck your tongue down my throat."

His ears burned, a heat entirely unrelated to his earlier lust. "Sorry," he repeated.

"I'm going to sleep over here," she said. "You stay on your side. And you keep your pinche hands to yourself or I'll cut them off myself, I swear to God."

"Yes'm," he muttered.

Satisfied, Six bedded down on the far side of the room, turning her pack over to use as a pillow. Her breathing turned slow and easy; she was asleep in minutes. Boone lay awake much longer, staring up at the cracks in the ceiling and ignoring his swollen, aching dick.

Serves you right, he thought irritably, rolling over and punching his pillow.

I love absolutely everything about this. Such cleverness in such a small package.

never before in my LIFE have i wanted to see a group of people in booty shorts and fishnet stockings SO BADLY.
*shakes fist* damn you, A!A, and your ability to make me WANT to see a 200-year-old ghoul in booty shorts!
...and now that that picture's in my head, i just might try my hand at drawing it

oh my gosh that was sad. this is going in my fav fics list.

I love how thoroughly Razor-mouth has Boone wrapped around his claw. This made me grin from start to finish.

Oh wow, this is bad for everyone. I love this Courier, she's so tough and strong.

This is excellent! :D

i'm 3 years late but idk i'm in love with this and i just have to say it

i'm loving this LW and there is a serious lack of three dog out there

if you ever decide to continue this anon you'll have my eternal gratitude ;_;

A!A here - your small text made me burst out laughing. Every time I think of this fill I end up whisper-shouting it! XD Glad you liked it!

Captcha says: DON'T STOP. It's a sign. Please anon. I need this. You're so great. I don't often end up caring for FLW/Charon fics too much but this had me at the get-go and I am attached hardcore.

oh anon i'm at a loss for words

this has to be one of the best fills i've ever read and i'm surprised no one commented on that grand finale

your characters feel so alive and original, i just need to read more fics with kate right now

also thank you for introducing me to that great song from the dresden dolls!

This hit a chord. I never believed to begin with, but it just hits hard. Very vivid. And that last line felt just right.

You ripped my heart out....and I loved every minute of it.

This was beautiful! I would love to see more where she and Lucius marry!

Love everything about this.

A!A here-- thank you!

Can't believe I'm only just discovering this prompt. Don't know if OP is still around, but I may just have to fill this anyway.

Aww, I only just now found this story and it's really good. (I only discovered the kinkmeme in general about a month ago. I don't read much fanfiction usually.) No idea why no one ever gave you any feedback because, like I said, I really like this one.

Small chance you'll ever see this, but if you finish writing those other things and feel the desire to cone back to this, know that there's at least one person lurking around hoping to read more.

(I hope this only posts once. The captcha was acting weirdly. If it posted more than once I am sorry!)

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Fallout Kink Meme Part IV: Closed to prompts, open for fills.

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