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

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Re: Suppression - F!LW/Butch - [3/3]

(Anonymous) 2012-05-18 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
The more he talked, the more irritated she got. She drew back into herself and her mouth went tight across her face, lips pursed.

He couldn’t take any more. Not with her so mad and miserable. So he did what girls liked best. Moved close enough to put both of his hands on each side of her face and kissed her hard.

Her lips were a little dry but it still felt nice. He’d wanted to do it for so long, too. Ever since she popped him one after he tried to knock that damn BB gun out of her hands down in the reactor room. He hadn’t gotten a chance ‘til now because she frustrated the hell out of him but with her liquored up and so sad and angry he felt it was just the right time. And she tasted good because of the alcohol, the sweet smell of whiskey filling his nostrils and reminding him of home under the Simu-Sun.

She didn’t push him away but swayed, trying to focus in but letting the poison do its work. “What the hell...is wrong with you...?”

He smirked. “But it felt good, right?”

No answer. He couldn’t tell if the dull color in her cheeks was from the kiss or if it was the pile of fifths she’d been nursing. To be honest he didn’t really care; just knowing that it was attributed to him in one way or another was worth it.

And so, he pulled himself a seat next to her on the jagged rocks and popped open a scotch for himself, toasting to the idea that they could keep drinking their fill of heartaches for as long as they trekked the Wastes together.

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Re: Suppression - F!LW/Butch - [3/3]

(Anonymous) 2012-05-24 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
So bittersweet - I love it!