Characters: F!LW, Butch DeLoria Tags: het, blowjobs, finished, stealth boys too I guess? Summary: What's better than a surprise blowjob? Why as surprise blowjob featuring a Stealth Boy of course! A/N: Unoriginal title is unoriginal. Tried to write something about a grabby F!Courier harassing Arcade, but it just wasn't working so I give you this instead. And done in exactly a week too lol. *-*-*
Butch leaned back on the bed in the metal shack that he now called home and sighed. He was hot, he was bothered, he was horny as hell. Where the hell is Audrey? he thought with a frustrated growl. One would think that with him living with his girlfriend he would be getting some on the semi-daily bases -and usually that was the case- but lately not so much. They hadn't been in the same house, let alone the same bed, in almost a week and that left the Serpent King very pent-up.
He sighed again. Audrey was gone, again, and he didn't have the slightest idea of when she'd be coming back, which really sucked for him considering the fact that his balls were bluer than his vault issued jumpsuit. He looked down at his stiff cock and glared. “Give me a break here pal.” In response his erection twitched and he groaned. He needed release and he needed it now. He slid his boxers over his slim hips, glad that he didn't have to deal with getting that ugly ass jumpsuit off, and wrapped his hands around his member.
His hands were much bigger than Audrey's, the palms smoother than her's that were so use to handling a gun, but that didn't stop him from imagining it was her lithe fingers that were currently pumping at his tunnel snake. This should be Audrey, Butch thought as spit into his palm, Her hands, her hot little mouth on my cock... His eyes drifted close as his mind ran away with the thought.
He was no longer in the old shack, but in- well he wasn't exactly sure where he was, but it was classy as fuck, kinda like Tenpenny Tower only better. He was sitting on a soft, plush mattress with clean sheets with Audrey kneeling between his legs. She was all doe eyes and red pouty lips and long black hair and most importantly very naked. She licked her color stained lips seductively, milk chocolate eyes shining with mischief, before wrapping him in a firm, but comfortable grip. She pumped her hands up and down his length a few times before lowering that wicked mouth of her into him and-
“Gah!” Butch's eyes snapped open as something very warm and very moist enveloped the head of his dick. His hands flew away from his cock and over to the nightstand where a 10mm pistol lay loaded and aimed it in the general area of where the giggles were coming from.
Wait. Giggles?
Butch lowered the gun and squinted. Finally his eyes caught the tell-tale shimmer that indicated the use of a Stealth Boy at the foot of the bed. “Oh goddammit Audrey,” he growled as he let his head thump back against the metal wall.
“How'd you know it was me?” the familiar, disembodied voice asked as the bed dipped down at his feet.
He cocked an eyebrow at what he assumed to be her face area. “Well who tha fuck else would it be?”
“The ghost of blowjobs past?” Audrey suggested with an unseen shrug.
That earned a snort. “Right. What the hell are ya doing playin' around with a Stealth Boy anyways? You bitched, quite mightily I might add, when I wanted to use one-”
“That's because like a dumbass you wanted to use it to sneak up on Charon. The last guy who did that took a combat knife to the gut.” He could just imagine her rolling her eyes there. “But that's really irrelevant at the moment,” she said, voice huskier than it was just seconds before. “I'd much rather finish what I started.”
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timeasmymeasure
Stealth Girl (1/2)
Date: 2012-03-07 10:13 pm (UTC)Tags: het, blowjobs, finished, stealth boys too I guess?
Summary: What's better than a surprise blowjob? Why as surprise blowjob featuring a Stealth Boy of course!
A/N: Unoriginal title is unoriginal. Tried to write something about a grabby F!Courier harassing Arcade, but it just wasn't working so I give you this instead. And done in exactly a week too lol.
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Butch leaned back on the bed in the metal shack that he now called home and sighed. He was hot, he was bothered, he was horny as hell. Where the hell is Audrey? he thought with a frustrated growl. One would think that with him living with his girlfriend he would be getting some on the semi-daily bases -and usually that was the case- but lately not so much. They hadn't been in the same house, let alone the same bed, in almost a week and that left the Serpent King very pent-up.
He sighed again. Audrey was gone, again, and he didn't have the slightest idea of when she'd be coming back, which really sucked for him considering the fact that his balls were bluer than his vault issued jumpsuit. He looked down at his stiff cock and glared. “Give me a break here pal.” In response his erection twitched and he groaned. He needed release and he needed it now. He slid his boxers over his slim hips, glad that he didn't have to deal with getting that ugly ass jumpsuit off, and wrapped his hands around his member.
His hands were much bigger than Audrey's, the palms smoother than her's that were so use to handling a gun, but that didn't stop him from imagining it was her lithe fingers that were currently pumping at his tunnel snake. This should be Audrey, Butch thought as spit into his palm, Her hands, her hot little mouth on my cock... His eyes drifted close as his mind ran away with the thought.
He was no longer in the old shack, but in- well he wasn't exactly sure where he was, but it was classy as fuck, kinda like Tenpenny Tower only better. He was sitting on a soft, plush mattress with clean sheets with Audrey kneeling between his legs. She was all doe eyes and red pouty lips and long black hair and most importantly very naked. She licked her color stained lips seductively, milk chocolate eyes shining with mischief, before wrapping him in a firm, but comfortable grip. She pumped her hands up and down his length a few times before lowering that wicked mouth of her into him and-
“Gah!” Butch's eyes snapped open as something very warm and very moist enveloped the head of his dick. His hands flew away from his cock and over to the nightstand where a 10mm pistol lay loaded and aimed it in the general area of where the giggles were coming from.
Wait.
Giggles?
Butch lowered the gun and squinted. Finally his eyes caught the tell-tale shimmer that indicated the use of a Stealth Boy at the foot of the bed. “Oh goddammit Audrey,” he growled as he let his head thump back against the metal wall.
“How'd you know it was me?” the familiar, disembodied voice asked as the bed dipped down at his feet.
He cocked an eyebrow at what he assumed to be her face area. “Well who tha fuck else would it be?”
“The ghost of blowjobs past?” Audrey suggested with an unseen shrug.
That earned a snort. “Right. What the hell are ya doing playin' around with a Stealth Boy anyways? You bitched, quite mightily I might add, when I wanted to use one-”
“That's because like a dumbass you wanted to use it to sneak up on Charon. The last guy who did that took a combat knife to the gut.” He could just imagine her rolling her eyes there. “But that's really irrelevant at the moment,” she said, voice huskier than it was just seconds before. “I'd much rather finish what I started.”