She had caught Vance's eye the first day they met. Even with his wife in the same room as them, the urge to take the lone wanderer was far too strong to suppress. It wasn't long after her first trip to Meresti that their relationship grew from business to romance. Either no one noticed or no one cared that she came by as often as she did for 'personal training'. Something that did start out as vampiric training and turned into a heated love affair. He had grown so accustom to her that when her appearances took longer than normal, he became anxious.
Vance looked up from the table he was sitting on when the clicking of high heels echoed throughout the tunnels. There was only one dame was crazy enough to sport three inch pumps while killing mirelurkes and taking names. A smile stretched across Vance's face as her bubbly face lit up the eroded train station. She walked over to where Vance was seated and smirked at him.
"Ready for more training?"
He nodded and rose from his seat, leaving the family downstairs as he watched the teenager strut before him. She nodded subtly towards the room that once held Ian, not waiting for a response from him.
She slipped out of her shoes and unbuttoned the pink dress that clung to her chest. Skimming down to nothing except the lacy black panties she spent so long to find. She could feel Vance behind her.
Words were not needed for them.
She teasingly pushed the fabric down her hips before tossing them off to the side, knowing Vance liked to see her do it. She hopped up onto the edge of the mattress. Vance locked the doors behind him, not taking a chance on someone walking in on them. Eyes not leaving hers even as his hands worked at the belt looped around his waist.
They never talked about it.
She smiled up at him as she spread her thighs apart. Angling her hips up from the mattress, putting herself on display for his hungry eyes. He yanked the zipper down before finally freeing himself, not bothering to take the rest of his clothing off. Calloused hands slid under her legs and pulled her flush against him.
Not even while in the act.
Impatient, she reached down to grab him, squeezing his girth slightly to get a pleased groan from him as she pushed him forward. She rubbed the tip against herself before pushing her hips forward and taking in the head of his member. She stifled a sigh and closed her eyes at the sensation. Concentrating on the feeling of it as Vance thrust the rest of the way into her.
Words were a waste of time.
They didn't pause to adjust or savor it, not while time was still so limited and the risks of being caught were so high. She wrapped her legs around Vance as he accelerated his pace, fucking her in a desperate, almost savage way. He angled her hips higher, moving until she started to gasp and mewl under his hand. She placed one arm around his neck for support and the other went between them to rub her throbbing clit.
I Will Love You in Silence Pt. 1/?
Characters: Female Lone Wanderer, Vance
Kinks: Infidelity? maybe.
Relationship: Het
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She had caught Vance's eye the first day they met. Even with his wife in the same room as them, the urge to take the lone wanderer was far too strong to suppress. It wasn't long after her first trip to Meresti that their relationship grew from business to romance. Either no one noticed or no one cared that she came by as often as she did for 'personal training'. Something that did start out as vampiric training and turned into a heated love affair. He had grown so accustom to her that when her appearances took longer than normal, he became anxious.
Vance looked up from the table he was sitting on when the clicking of high heels echoed throughout the tunnels. There was only one dame was crazy enough to sport three inch pumps while killing mirelurkes and taking names. A smile stretched across Vance's face as her bubbly face lit up the eroded train station. She walked over to where Vance was seated and smirked at him.
"Ready for more training?"
He nodded and rose from his seat, leaving the family downstairs as he watched the teenager strut before him. She nodded subtly towards the room that once held Ian, not waiting for a response from him.
She slipped out of her shoes and unbuttoned the pink dress that clung to her chest. Skimming down to nothing except the lacy black panties she spent so long to find. She could feel Vance behind her.
Words were not needed for them.
She teasingly pushed the fabric down her hips before tossing them off to the side, knowing Vance liked to see her do it. She hopped up onto the edge of the mattress. Vance locked the doors behind him, not taking a chance on someone walking in on them. Eyes not leaving hers even as his hands worked at the belt looped around his waist.
They never talked about it.
She smiled up at him as she spread her thighs apart. Angling her hips up from the mattress, putting herself on display for his hungry eyes. He yanked the zipper down before finally freeing himself, not bothering to take the rest of his clothing off. Calloused hands slid under her legs and pulled her flush against him.
Not even while in the act.
Impatient, she reached down to grab him, squeezing his girth slightly to get a pleased groan from him as she pushed him forward. She rubbed the tip against herself before pushing her hips forward and taking in the head of his member. She stifled a sigh and closed her eyes at the sensation. Concentrating on the feeling of it as Vance thrust the rest of the way into her.
Words were a waste of time.
They didn't pause to adjust or savor it, not while time was still so limited and the risks of being caught were so high. She wrapped her legs around Vance as he accelerated his pace, fucking her in a desperate, almost savage way. He angled her hips higher, moving until she started to gasp and mewl under his hand. She placed one arm around his neck for support and the other went between them to rub her throbbing clit.