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Fallout Kink Meme Part IV: Closed to prompts, open for fills.
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f!LW + Charon GUNPLAY
(Anonymous) 2012-02-08 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)BRING THE SEXY GUNS IN YESSS
Bonus: if you write with a specific model in mind or link a picture
Bonus 2: intense, STIFLING sexual tension. It doesn't even need to include sex, this anon has an unhealthy appetite for sexual tension.
The sniper rifle.
(Anonymous) 2012-02-11 10:12 am (UTC)(link)Charon stared down at his contract holder and cocked an eyebrow.
"You're going to have to expand from knifes one day.
She sighed, she liked knifes but Mr Behemoth Ghoul over there decides it's too dangerous to always have to be close to kill. Whatever. Charon handed her the gun. A large sniper rifle not far off from being bigger than her. Charon snorted as she held it and leaned it against her chin where it reached.
"Shut up." She hissed at him with a smirk.
They acted like they hated each other. Anyone looking from the outside would assume they just sat in silence, having the company because they needed it not because they wanted it. But she knew anyone that tried to hurt her, he would decorate their chest with shotgun slugs and vice versa. She slit the throat of someone that called him a zombie. He hadn't asked it just angered her. She was possessive as him as he was of her.
"Try shot it." Charon commanded.
"Really ?" She mocked "I thought it was a leaning pole."
They were just outside Megaton. She got down in the dirt and lay chest down with the gun. It felt wrong.
"You're holding it wrong."
Oh. That's why. She changed her position and shuffled slightly in the dirt.
She looked through the scope and....
"Still wrong."
She growled at the ghoul who was simply standing with his arms crossed.
"Why don't you show me then smart ass ?"
He shrugged and kneeled down beside her. Taking her hand he positioned it in the right place and he put his other hand over hers, holding the gun steady. She shivered slightly at how warm and large his hands were. The things she had seen him do with them amazed her. The things he could do would make her scream......concentrate. She let out a controlled breath and looked back into the scope.
Charon positioned himself behind her and she could feel every contour and curve of him and his armour. She concentrated on that instead of the gun and found herself biting her lip.
"So are you going to shot ?"
She hissed as his breath went down her neck and nodded silently. Just one little head tilt and she could be kissing him. Returning her attention to the gun she pulled the trigger. It's backlash jolted her body against his. Not that she could complain. She smirked and fired once more. Same effect. She could have moaned at how desperately she wanted to turn around.
"Try hitting that can." He instructed into her shoulder, she leaned slightly into his touch and fired once more. A echoing 'pang' proved her talent.
She tilted her face to look at him and found him intensely staring at her. Her mouth slightly parted as she took in her companions features. Strong, defined.
Charon moved the hair away from her face. A bold move for him. He then rubbed her cheek and his finger traced her lips. Fuck. She let go of the gun but found his hands still on hers. Turning herself around, so she was lying on the ground, She released a hand and dragged it down his arm giving his shoulder a squeeze.
She looked into the intense face above hers and licked her lips. He watched the way it spread along her bottom then quickly flicked at the top. If there was ever a powerful silence she would call this it. She traced the muscles on his neck and pulled her closer to him. His lips lightly went up her neck, not kissing just feeling and shivers went straight to her spine.
It was then the sound of a mole rat echoed it. He released her and grabbing the rifle he shot it dead. He sat up and she followed.
Well there goes that.
"Back to the house ?" she asked. He only nodded.
Then that companionable silence came back. Great, it would be weeks before any of them were bold enough to make a move again.
Re: The sniper rifle.
(Anonymous) 2012-02-11 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)Re: The sniper rifle.
(Anonymous) 2012-02-12 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)yes
yes
yes
yessssss
Re: The sniper rifle.
(Anonymous) 2013-07-28 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)RE: The sniper rifle.
(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)My autocorrect kept trying to make that “Keep me coming.” Naughty naughty.
In agreement with the other commenter: Damn, yeah! I also want to play some Fallout 3 right now. For unwholesome reasons.
Does anybody remember the raider brothel in that game? I was just reading at The Vault (imo the better Fallout wiki) that according to cut content for Fo3 the player would’ve been able to join the raider faction. Has anyone written smut taking place there? I’ll try to search for myself but I suck at teh internets. And maybe it’s somewhere not searchable or where I wouldn’t think to check like Literotica but not labeled Fallout fanfiction—I was referred to a good one there like that ages ago.