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Hard Bargain 1/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-04 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)Tags: virginity, ghoul, oral sex (threesome?)
“I don’t really do discounts,” he tells her, sneering. Ahzrukhal likes sneering at smoothskin. No one can quite sneer like a ghoul, he feels.
The kid in front of him is all slick leather and regret over her own inexperience. It’s why she wants Charon, of course. She’s smart enough to see the value in him, and it’s value that might well keep her alive.
“Yeah, I figured,” she says, ignoring his sneer. “But here’s the thing. I don’t have two thousand caps, because I can’t get to the places with that kind of salvage because I can’t hack it. He –“ she jerks her thumb towards Charon, standing in the back, glowering (no surprises there) – “is how I hack it.”
“Look, smoothskin –“
“And I know you’re not the kind of man to lend him to me in good faith, just as I’m not the kind of girl who’d actually bring him back if you did that.”
Ahzrukhal pauses there, because you don’t usually hear someone admit that they’d happily cheat you out of house and home.
“And I’m not killing Greta – sorry – because I have a massive crush on her girlfriend’s son, and even though Greta hates the guy, it doesn’t seem like a way into his good books, you know?”
The ghoul blinks. Son? Carol? Does she mean that skinny dork kid who wandered out of here what, nearly twenty years ago? He didn’t even know that the guy was still –
“So here’s what I’m offering,” says the girl, leaning forward. Was her jacket always unzipped that far? Ahzrukhal doesn’t hide his glance at her breasts. “I grew up in a Vault, right? And let me tell you, that is one conservative upbringing. And since I got out here, well, I’ve realised the value of an unbroken hymen, you get me?”
Yes, Ahzrukhal realises, this is going exactly where he thinks it’s going. She’s offering up her virginity like – like – damn, he could actually like this kid.
“So I’ve been saving it up. No easy feat, let me tell you,” she adds, conspiratorially. “And that’s what I’m willing to trade. My first fuck, and all the caps on me – which is just over nine hundred – for Charon and a bottle of whiskey.”
“Whiskey?” he asks, half in disbelief.
The Vault kid grins, and bats her eyelashes exactly like the bolshy teenager she is. “What, you’re not gonna buy me a drink before you pop my cherry?”
He actually laughs at that. He can’t fault her for her forwardness. But – “What’s to stop me just taking what you’re offering? With Charon still in my possession –“ he clicks his fingers, and the bodyguard lumbers forward – “it’d be easy. Do you think you could stop me? Do you think you could stop him?”
The girl shakes her head. “No, of course not. But I’ll give you three good reasons why my way is better, okay?”
Ahzrukhal folds his arms and smirks at her again, waiting.
“One,” she says, pulling herself up onto the bar and crossing her legs, “I’ve heard it’s a bunch more enjoyable if it’s consensual. Girls’ll do all kindsa nasty shit if they’re into you, right? Or getting something out of it.” She winks, and leans over to talk into his ear, dropping her voice. “Two, Underworld’s pretty sweet location-wise, so who knows how often I’ll be back round? And you know, someone’s gotta teach me part two of the birds and the bees, am I right? And three...” She hops of the counter, and her voice turns cold. “This isn’t really a negotiation.”
There is a wickedness in her eyes, and she is holding Charon’s contract.
Ahzrukhal lunges at her.
“Ah-ah-ah,” she tuts, stepping neatly out of his way. She waves a hand, and to his horror, Charon steps forward, reaching out one big hand towards his neck. He reels backwards, out of reach, holding his hands up in surrender.
“Fine, fine!” he snaps. His eyes flick between her, and Charon, and the contract, and he licks his lips nervously. “Fine,” he says again. “If you’re that desperate for some ghoul cock, I’ll oblige you, brat.”
She grins, twirling away from him. Grumpily, he pats the pocket where the contract used to be, wondering exactly how –
The pocket isn’t empty.
She’s holding a copy.
Hard Bargain 2/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-04 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)It doesn’t matter. He catches Charon’s eye and draws the contract out, slowly. He didn’t imagine Charon’s expression could get stonier, but it does, and all expression fades away as Ahzrukhal says, “Grab her.”
Charon grabs her.
“Hey, hey!” she protests, before catching sight of the contract in Ahzrukhal’s hands. Then, she sighs. “Ah, you got me. But I think my deal is more than fair, don’t you?”
Ahzrukhal advances on her, gesturing for Charon to raise her up so her feet dangle uselessly over the floor. “I oughta kill you now,” he hisses, his face very close to hers. She doesn’t flinch. What is wrong with this little bitch, that she doesn’t flinch? “And fuck you after.”
She doesn’t bat an eye. “A ghoul into necrophilia,” she says blithely. “Who’d have thought?”
He strikes her hard across the face. She reels for a moment, and then laughs. He stares at her in disbelief as she quiets, and then she raises her head to meet his eyes in a very serious gaze. “Ahzrukhal,” she says, her voice level. “There aren’t that many decisions you get to make just for yourself out there, and you know it. That’s why you hole up here with your body guard when there’s a world out there ripe for the taking. I’m just trying to make my own decisions here. I figured you’d appreciate that.”
He leans back and considers her. He does appreciate it, he supposes. He could question her choices from dawn until dusk, but he has always been a gambler at heart. A stacked deck has always been his favourite way to win, but this girl – this smoothskin – with her brazen attitude and her full, young breasts, is making him falter. He still has the contract, after all. And he’d have given it to her for the straight thousand if she took Greta down. And seeing her there, suspended in Charon’s grip...
He leans close again, and murmurs, “Smoothskin, you have yourself a deal.”
She lifts her chin. “And how do I know you’ll honour in it?”
He laughs mirthlessly. “You’re in no position to question me.”
“I don’t care. Give me a guarantee.”
Just take her, a voice in his head screams. It hasn’t mattered to you before! But something about the idea of her coming to him willingly, returning...he can get to her, bury himself under her skin, twist her any way he wants –
And he’ll have his foot in the wastes after all.
Ahzrukhal slides the contract out of his pocket, showing it to her. He shucks of his jacket and folds it around the contract, placing it on the bar. Still technically his.
“It’s the best I’m gonna offer you, kid. I’m not handing him over to you now. I’ve had an idea.”
She follows him with her eyes as he walks back towards them. “Oh?”
“Strip her,” he tells Charon. “One hand. Don’t let her go.”
Charon hesitates.
“That’s hardly fair,” the kid pipes up. “He doesn’t have to get involved in this. You should give him a damn choice in the matter.”
The big ghoul looks down at her in surprise. His hand, which had begun to reluctantly move towards her top, pauses.
“He’s mine for the time being,” Ahzrukhal reminds her. “He’ll do what I want.”
“No, no.” She shakes her head, wriggling in Charon’s grip, and Ahzrukhal is pleased to see his bodyguard tighten his grip instinctively on her wrists, pulling them tighter above her head. “I’m not having him hate me because I accidentally got him mixed up in some kind of weird threesome with his ex-boss.”
“I don’t care if he hates you, loves you, or thinks you’re the Queen of fucking Sheba,” he hisses at her. “Charon, take her fucking clothes off.”
Fury reigns on her pretty little face for a moment, and then she relaxes. “Sorry, Charon,” she grumbles, and angles her chest so that he can begin to unbuckle her armour. Stony faced, he reaches his free hand across her chest and begins to undress her in efficient, swift motions.
Hard Bargain 3/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-04 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)But there’s more joys to be had tonight, he reasons, and gestures to Charon. “Her underclothes. Now.”
It’s quick, but he could swear that the both of their expressions flicker into embarrassment, just for a moment. The kid tips her head back and to the side, and Charon seems unexpectedly gentle as he eases her out of her remaining clothes. His hand ghosts against her hip as he raises his hand again, and he snatches it away quickly, as if he didn’t realise he had come so close to touching her. The kid shivers, almost imperceptibly.
Almost.
They have something, Ahzrukhal realises. He doesn’t know what – he doesn’t care what – but suddenly this evening’s entertainment has become a whole lot more entertaining. If the Vault bitch and his bodyguard somehow have feelings for each other? Here she is, selling her body for his freedom, and oh...yes, here is Charon, holding her, getting her ready for the owner he hates to claim what he undoubtedly want – this little brat’s virginity.
It’s almost too good to be true.
“Hold her, Charon. Round the ribs. Don’t want her swaying all over the place.”
He watches gleefully as Charon wraps an arm around the girl, just below her breasts, in a wonderful mockery of an embrace. She’s schooled her face into a disinterested, relaxed look, now, but Ahzrukhal knows better.
He leans in, moving closer until his body is mere inches from hers.
“Well,” he muses, “so far, this isn’t shaping up to be a bad trade.”
She gives him a winning little smile, and he smirks back. He moves in closer still, relishing in having this naked smoothskin trapped between the two of them, until he is almost leaning against Charon’s arm. Then, and only then, does he reach out and touch her.
He touches his fingers to her neck, and she shivers and closes her eyes.
“Look at me,” he orders, and obediently, her eyes flutter open. The rush of her compliance goes straight to his crotch, and he trails his rough fingers down her neck, across her collarbone, over her breasts. She shudders again as he rolls one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, eyes fluttering again but not closing. She holds his gaze, her lips slightly parted, and Ahzrukhal supposes that she is, really, quite lovely.
He brings his other hand up to her other breast, mimicking the action. Her breasts fill his hands pleasingly, and her flesh here is very pale compared to the rest of her. He squeezes, hard, and she yelps a little, her hips wriggling. He squeezes again, digging his nails in, determined to leave marks. He drags his yellowing nails across her skin, and leans forward, bringing his mouth to one breast. She quivers under his touch, a low groan escaping her as his tongue flicks over her nipple, turning to a pained squeal when he clamps his teeth down, hard. He toys with her other breast all the while, gently teasing one nipple while he tortures the other. She is whimpering and struggling in Charon’s gasp within moments, and he straightens up. He waits for her to meet his eyes again, before sliding his hand down her stomach and between her legs, dipping his fingers up against her cunt.
“You’re wet,” he crows, bringing his lips to her ear. “Like it rough, do you, smoothskin? I’m sure I can accommodate.”
Hard Bargain 4/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-04 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)“Really,” he grins, “one would almost think you’d never done this before.”
She managed to laugh at that, a hoarse, breathy thing. She catches his gaze again, and her eyes are hazy. Fingers still on her clit, he brings his mouth very close to his. She look about to kiss him when he says, “Charon, I’m going to need you to bend her over.”
He steps back, and sees the puzzled look on Charon’s face. “I’m sorry, sir?” he grunts
Ahzrukhal loosens his belt. “I’m going to need you to bend her over. Or kneel her down. As long as you keep hold of her...”
The kid’s eyes widen as she realises what he has in mind. But to his great pleasure, it isn’t horror he sees there, but arousal. He drops his belt to the ground, and undoes his suit pants. “What do you reckon, pal? Sitting or standing?”
Charon is looking ahead again. “Whatever you choose, sir.” He removes his arm from the Vaultie’s chest, adjusting his grip on her wrist as he pushes her to her knees. She grunts a little as she buckles against the ground roughly, and it sends a jolt of pleasure right through Ahzrukhal.
“Standing, I think,” he decides, freeing his cock and bring it to her lips. “Open up, 101.”
She complies, and it rapidly becomes clear that virgin or not, it isn’t the first time she’s done this.
She’s limited without her hands, admittedly, but she curls her tongue pleasantly and takes him fairly deep, using her teeth sparingly and gently and tipping her head to keep eye contact. A rush runs through him as he sees her kneeling in front of him, prone and naked, restrained and trapped between one ghoul crotch and another. He jerks his cock out of her mouth, bringing with it a trail of saliva, and traces the head around her lips. She widens her mouth obligingly. He rubs the head against her extended tongue, drawing his cock across her face, rubbing it over her cheeks, bumping it gently against her cheekbones, her jaw, her nose, as she moves awkwardly, trying to recapture it in his mouth. It’s a fucking beautiful scene.
He rubs his ragged, greying cock over her face some more, gloating inwardly as she twisted and strained to slip it back into her mouth. He likes this, loves it. Watching her prostrate herself before him, give herself over – if he’d know she’d been this fucking eager, he wouldn’t have haggled so much. Steadying himself, he guides his dick into her mouth again, pushing and pushing until he’s hilt deep, and she’s gagging and groaning around him. He holds himself there as she twitches a little, struggles, and then accepts him, swallowing round him, eyes flicking upwards to meet his.
“Good girl,” he croons, easing his cock out of her mouth, and patting her on the cheek with it. “Bring her up, Charon.”
Charon hauls her to her feet. She’s a little unsteady, her face smeared with her own saliva and his sticky pre-cum. “Nice,” he tells her, appreciatively. “Might have to cut you a deal on booze after all, if you’re willing to make up the price like that.”
She looks at him, hazily, and smiles, and says, “I told you, you’d enjoy it more if I was into it.”
Ahzrukhal strokes her face almost fondly, running his fingers across the reddening mark he left earlier when he slapped her. She dips her cheek against his hand, giving him another wicked little smile.
“Isn’t she lovely, Charon?” Ahzrukhal says loudly. “Isn’t she obedient and appreciative? Daresay you’ll have your fun with this one when you’re on the road with her, little ghoul fetishist like this –“
“Weren’t you gonna do something about my whole virginity deal?” she interrupts, cutting her eyes at him. “I mean, giving you head is great and all, but it’s not getting us any closer to the conclusion of our business.”
Hard Bargain 5/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-04 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-04 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)Her arms instinctively wind around his back and she looks up at him, a haze of pain and pleasure and uncertainty and groans as he sinks into her again. He makes her keep her eyes locked on him as he fucks her, pressing her against the wall, feeling her tighten and convulse around him. To his very great surprise he feels her gasping pick up in volume, and he feels her walls grip his cock as she starts to cum. He hadn’t expected that, but he relishes it, crowing as he thrusts against her, one hand winding over her throat, his eyes boring into his.
“Yes,” he hisses, “cum for me, you smoothskin bitch. Me, and me alone. Cum round my thick, ghoul cock and know that whoever else you have, I will always have had you know, this first fuck, forever.”
She whimpers and sinks against him, and perhaps it’s this final weakness in her that pushes him over the edge, because as she tumbles down from her peak he explodes into her. She jerks against him as he pumps a load of cum into her cunt, grunting as his balls empty into her. He lets out a low, wheezing laugh as he finishes, and drops her to the floor. She lands with a thump, too dazed to react.
Ahzrukhal turns around. Charon is standing alone in the centre of the bar, looking lost and embarrassed and uncertain and painfully aroused. One hand is trying, and failing, to hide the obvious bulge in his pants, and he won’t look either of them in the eye.
“She’s a good fuck,” he gloats, reaching down to squeeze the last few drops of cum from his shrinking cock. “Might have left some marks on that lily white ass of hers, though, so when you’re fucking her weeks from now, you can look at them and think of dear old –“
“Charon,” comes the girl’s voice from out of sight. They both look over.
She is holding the contract. The real one. His jacket is on the floor at her feet.
Charon unholsters his shotgun. Ahzrukhal has a single moment to realise there ought to have been some rule in the contract to avoid this, and to feel his dick contract even more, before the world goes black.
Re: Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-04 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-05 02:14 am (UTC)(link)This is what I read kink memes for! This was so hot and in character and LWs attitude was perf. MOAR!
Re: Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-22 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2013-04-23 12:32 am (UTC)(link)Re: Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2013-05-02 11:27 am (UTC)(link)Re: Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2013-07-07 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)Have you by any chance written anything else for the kink!meme that I may light to drool over?
Re: Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2013-08-08 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)I really like your Lone Wanderer, and I think that both Ahzrukhal and Charon were in character.
Please write a sequel to this, where LW helps Charon with his problem "Charon is standing alone in the centre of the bar, looking lost and embarrassed and uncertain and painfully aroused. One hand is trying, and failing, to hide the obvious bulge in his pants, and he won’t look either of them in the eye."
A!A have you written anything else involving FLW/Charon? If you have I would love to read it!
Re: Hard Bargain 6/6
(Anonymous) 2015-10-18 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)