Title: Into The Vault
Author: @Luna_Eklipse ( my twitter name )
Genre: AU/Future
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luna / Sarah Weintraub
Plot: Fallout3/New Vegas mashup
Disclaimer: I do not know or own anything to do with Fallout 3 or Fallout New Vegas (though “Luna” is the character I play in the games) in part or whole. They do not know of my fan fiction (to the best of my knowledge). Everything written (unless otherwise stated) is fiction and has not happened and probably will not happen. How characters are portrayed may not be indicative of their actual personalities. Take everything with a pinch of salt. Any similarities between this fic and your life are a complete coincidence and should not be read into. In other words ITS NOT REAL!
Authors Notes: Spin off. SMUTTY, LOTS OF SWEARING! NOT SAFE FOR WORK.....EVER!! (depending on your job.... *shrugs*)
© @Luna_Eklipse 19 March 2012
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[spoiler:0d7629b0b5]“Well hello there sugar long time no see!”
She was right, it had been a long time. I'd been helping the Happy Trails Caravan Company and then got a call to clear out a Vault of Powder Gangers. I ended up blowing the place up but not before taking everything I could and loading it between Boone and Ed-E. I'd left them back at the Lucky 38 and trudged my way over to Sarah with all the Vault suits I could carry.
“Well, I've cleared out another Vault and got you a load of suits...”
Sarah smiled at me; she had that twinkle again. The twinkle she'd had when we first met and she'd passed those sweet comments about me. I was rougher around the edges now but the comments kept coming and that twinkle stayed where it was.
“Well I suppose I'd better pay you for those suits and take them off your hands!” she winked and I handed over the bag of blue boiler suits. They needed repairs but they'd do for her Vault experience hotel. A hotel where I had a room if I wanted to get away from anyone and I didn't even have to pay.
“Here are you're caps.” she smiled and our fingers brushed. Oh how I wanted my fingers to brush her elsewhere.
“So what are your plans now?”
“I thought I'd stay around for a while and see if I was needed elsewhere. The legion are still sending assassins after me.”
Her hands flew to her mouth and she inhaled. “Oh my! But for a young woman that must be terrible.”
“I can take it.... just that three in one day is getting a bit much!”
It didn't matter where I had gone, they were there waiting for me. Three assassin squads later and I left them all naked in the Mojave for their skin to be burned and pecked at by the animals. Maybe a gecko or two would discover them.
“Well... I'm sure I can help you relax. At least a little.” she smiled and started acting coy. She folded an arm over the other and held her elbow, looking down at the floor and biting her lip.
“I'm sure you can.” I smiled back.
“You know where my room is. I'll just lock up here so we don't get bothered.”
I realise now how she makes her extra caps. A whore by any other name.. but no way am I saying no to a freebie.
I head down the stairs and through the door, more stairs and I'm in the communal area. Normally there are people playing craps, roulette or pool but nobody has checked in for days so the place is empty. Only the resident are pottering around down one of the corridors. Taking a left turn in the communal room and I'm down a passage way. The second room on the left is Sarah's.
I take out a key card and swipe it through the reader next to the door. The light turns green and the doors swipe open. Her room is pretty bare but has a snowglobe which I happily take and put in my bag, her dresser isn't too hard to break into and steal her 270 caps.
She's an easy lay not the love of my life. I have no issue stealing from her; If she wasn't good for the caps and now the sex then I would have killed her long before now and left her corpse to rot.
I put my bag on the floor as if I had just stepped in and sit on the side of the bed.
Sarah walks in and locks the door behind her, she clicks the light panel and the overheads go off, leaving us in subtle lighting that means she won't see my scars.
“Let me take care of this....” she unzips my vault suit and pushes it down my arms and back. I lean back and she pulls pulls off my boots follow by the vault suit.
Fuck she works fast.
She shimmy's out of her own vault suit and reveals her sexy sleepwear underneath. I raise an eyebrow at her.
“I like how it feels against my skin.” she giggles and I smile at her knowing she's just acting coy and shy. She's a minx really.
Her feet slip easily out of the boots she wears that are a full size and a half too big for her and the boiler suit drops to the floor.
I lean back on the bed and she placed her hands on my hips “Shuffle back a bit more.” I do as instructed and lay my self down. Feeling Sarah's fingers hook under the elastic of my panties I lift my hips and help her remove them.
Sarah's fingers are cold on my skin. A welcoming feeling in the Mojave heat that has burned me numerous times.
Her fingertips dance over my inner thighs. She raises one hand and traces down my stomach and over my pubic mound down to my clit. They dance in circles over me; she varies pressure, direction and speed. I pull a leg up onto the bed giving her better access and bite down on my lip when she pushes two fingers inside me. Curling the fingers tips as she withdraws and pushing them deep inside me again.
Her name rolls off my lips in the form of a moan so easily. My hands grip the bed sheets as her fingers move inside me. Curling and straightening; the thrusts varying between soft and deep, hard and shallow. I twist and flick my hips to meet her movements but she is relentless. Changing the pace yet again and flicking her tongue over my clit.
My back arches of its own accord and my hips push down to meet her tongue. Mentally, I start to question if the rooms are sound proof as I switch between panting her name and groaning.
Sarah closes her lips around my clit and sucks as she quickens the pace with her fingers. She hums approval and whispers “you taste good.” all I can do is bite my lip when her lips close around me again and her fingers curl in just the right place.
My hips buck, my back arches, my hands rip the sheets and I scream her name. I lay shaking on the bed and Sarah crawls next to me. She plays with my hair and then rests her hand on my torso before decided to tease me and circle my hard nipples. Covered by a thin layer of cotton they feel every movement and touch.
“Fucking tease.” I spit out into the air. She nods “mm hmm”
“I'll show you what I do to a tease.” I roll over and straddle her, leaning down I take her mouth in mine and violate every millimetre with my tongue. She nips my lip as I break the kiss.
Her skin is surprisingly soft and her breasts larger than the Vault suit makes them look. I pull the straps of the sleep wear down her shoulders and arms revealing her heaving chest to the humid air. My hands find her breasts easily; they squeeze and massage with expertise that comes from having to sleep around to get the info you need.
She moans and rolls her back. The moan turns into a gasp when my mouth connects with her nipple. I suck lightly, feeling it harden between my lips I release and blow a cool stream of air over the skin; goosbumps appear and track across her chest and arms. Swirling my tongue over her other nipple I continue to squeeze and mould her breasts.
She breaths my name and begs me to go lower.
I oblige, albeit slowly. Kissing down between her breasts and to her stomach. She slips her arms out the spaghetti straps of the silky night dress and I pull it down over her hips and legs.
I move down the bed until I am straggling her shins. Kneeling up she wiggles her legs and drops the sexy sleepwear to the floor.
She lays before me completely naked; her arms above her head and as I move between her legs she pulls one knee up while the other bends just slightly.
Sarah poses for me and blows me a kiss.
I hook my arms under her legs and dip my head. I blow a cool stream of air over her clit making her wriggle and sigh. Her hands move from above her head and wind into my messy hair. I look up at her looking down at me and slowly lick my tongue up over her opening and clit. Her mouth opens and a quiet moan plays out. The tip of my tongue teases her clit; drawing circles until she pulls my hair and begs.
“Fuck me with your tongue!”
I'd never heard her swear before. It sounded good coming from her.
My tongue thrust inside her. I curled the tip and then lapped at her. In and out my tongue slid. She tasted amazing and I moaned my approval.
I moved an arm and splayed my hand on her pubic mound, my thumb curling over and moving on her clit. Her own hands moved from my hair and squeezed her breasts; forefingers playing over her nipples as she called my name. Her moans escaped on each breath, her back arched and she pushed her hips down into me as I pressed my thumb on her clit and rubbed upwards.
Everyone has their quirks; ways they like to be touched. This was hers. I carried on rubbing her clit upwards as my tongue thrust inside her.
Her hips started to move without rhythm, her moans had turned only to pants as she struggled to control herself.
Sarah almost bent herself double as she came. I licked up over her clit and carried on up her body until I got to her mouth which. The violation was all her this time. Rough, angry and needy. She relaxed back onto the bed and took deep breaths.
“Been so fucking long and that felt so fucking good.”
We lay on the bed and drifted off. I'd replace her sheets by stealing some from other hotel, or I'd sew them back together myself if I had too.
When I woke up Sarah wasn't there. She'd left a note.
“Back in the shop. That was amazing. Be sure to come back again....”
I would. I so fucking would.
As I got dressed I checked my cap bag. I don't know why, maybe something told me too in the back of my mind.
300 caps short.
Bitch! She wasn't that good![/spoiler:0d7629b0b5]
Author: @Luna_Eklipse ( my twitter name )
Genre: AU/Future
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Luna / Sarah Weintraub
Plot: Fallout3/New Vegas mashup
Disclaimer: I do not know or own anything to do with Fallout 3 or Fallout New Vegas (though “Luna” is the character I play in the games) in part or whole. They do not know of my fan fiction (to the best of my knowledge). Everything written (unless otherwise stated) is fiction and has not happened and probably will not happen. How characters are portrayed may not be indicative of their actual personalities. Take everything with a pinch of salt. Any similarities between this fic and your life are a complete coincidence and should not be read into. In other words ITS NOT REAL!
Authors Notes: Spin off. SMUTTY, LOTS OF SWEARING! NOT SAFE FOR WORK.....EVER!! (depending on your job.... *shrugs*)
© @Luna_Eklipse 19 March 2012
-------------------
[spoiler:0d7629b0b5]“Well hello there sugar long time no see!”
She was right, it had been a long time. I'd been helping the Happy Trails Caravan Company and then got a call to clear out a Vault of Powder Gangers. I ended up blowing the place up but not before taking everything I could and loading it between Boone and Ed-E. I'd left them back at the Lucky 38 and trudged my way over to Sarah with all the Vault suits I could carry.
“Well, I've cleared out another Vault and got you a load of suits...”
Sarah smiled at me; she had that twinkle again. The twinkle she'd had when we first met and she'd passed those sweet comments about me. I was rougher around the edges now but the comments kept coming and that twinkle stayed where it was.
“Well I suppose I'd better pay you for those suits and take them off your hands!” she winked and I handed over the bag of blue boiler suits. They needed repairs but they'd do for her Vault experience hotel. A hotel where I had a room if I wanted to get away from anyone and I didn't even have to pay.
“Here are you're caps.” she smiled and our fingers brushed. Oh how I wanted my fingers to brush her elsewhere.
“So what are your plans now?”
“I thought I'd stay around for a while and see if I was needed elsewhere. The legion are still sending assassins after me.”
Her hands flew to her mouth and she inhaled. “Oh my! But for a young woman that must be terrible.”
“I can take it.... just that three in one day is getting a bit much!”
It didn't matter where I had gone, they were there waiting for me. Three assassin squads later and I left them all naked in the Mojave for their skin to be burned and pecked at by the animals. Maybe a gecko or two would discover them.
“Well... I'm sure I can help you relax. At least a little.” she smiled and started acting coy. She folded an arm over the other and held her elbow, looking down at the floor and biting her lip.
“I'm sure you can.” I smiled back.
“You know where my room is. I'll just lock up here so we don't get bothered.”
I realise now how she makes her extra caps. A whore by any other name.. but no way am I saying no to a freebie.
I head down the stairs and through the door, more stairs and I'm in the communal area. Normally there are people playing craps, roulette or pool but nobody has checked in for days so the place is empty. Only the resident are pottering around down one of the corridors. Taking a left turn in the communal room and I'm down a passage way. The second room on the left is Sarah's.
I take out a key card and swipe it through the reader next to the door. The light turns green and the doors swipe open. Her room is pretty bare but has a snowglobe which I happily take and put in my bag, her dresser isn't too hard to break into and steal her 270 caps.
She's an easy lay not the love of my life. I have no issue stealing from her; If she wasn't good for the caps and now the sex then I would have killed her long before now and left her corpse to rot.
I put my bag on the floor as if I had just stepped in and sit on the side of the bed.
Sarah walks in and locks the door behind her, she clicks the light panel and the overheads go off, leaving us in subtle lighting that means she won't see my scars.
“Let me take care of this....” she unzips my vault suit and pushes it down my arms and back. I lean back and she pulls pulls off my boots follow by the vault suit.
Fuck she works fast.
She shimmy's out of her own vault suit and reveals her sexy sleepwear underneath. I raise an eyebrow at her.
“I like how it feels against my skin.” she giggles and I smile at her knowing she's just acting coy and shy. She's a minx really.
Her feet slip easily out of the boots she wears that are a full size and a half too big for her and the boiler suit drops to the floor.
I lean back on the bed and she placed her hands on my hips “Shuffle back a bit more.” I do as instructed and lay my self down. Feeling Sarah's fingers hook under the elastic of my panties I lift my hips and help her remove them.
Sarah's fingers are cold on my skin. A welcoming feeling in the Mojave heat that has burned me numerous times.
Her fingertips dance over my inner thighs. She raises one hand and traces down my stomach and over my pubic mound down to my clit. They dance in circles over me; she varies pressure, direction and speed. I pull a leg up onto the bed giving her better access and bite down on my lip when she pushes two fingers inside me. Curling the fingers tips as she withdraws and pushing them deep inside me again.
Her name rolls off my lips in the form of a moan so easily. My hands grip the bed sheets as her fingers move inside me. Curling and straightening; the thrusts varying between soft and deep, hard and shallow. I twist and flick my hips to meet her movements but she is relentless. Changing the pace yet again and flicking her tongue over my clit.
My back arches of its own accord and my hips push down to meet her tongue. Mentally, I start to question if the rooms are sound proof as I switch between panting her name and groaning.
Sarah closes her lips around my clit and sucks as she quickens the pace with her fingers. She hums approval and whispers “you taste good.” all I can do is bite my lip when her lips close around me again and her fingers curl in just the right place.
My hips buck, my back arches, my hands rip the sheets and I scream her name. I lay shaking on the bed and Sarah crawls next to me. She plays with my hair and then rests her hand on my torso before decided to tease me and circle my hard nipples. Covered by a thin layer of cotton they feel every movement and touch.
“Fucking tease.” I spit out into the air. She nods “mm hmm”
“I'll show you what I do to a tease.” I roll over and straddle her, leaning down I take her mouth in mine and violate every millimetre with my tongue. She nips my lip as I break the kiss.
Her skin is surprisingly soft and her breasts larger than the Vault suit makes them look. I pull the straps of the sleep wear down her shoulders and arms revealing her heaving chest to the humid air. My hands find her breasts easily; they squeeze and massage with expertise that comes from having to sleep around to get the info you need.
She moans and rolls her back. The moan turns into a gasp when my mouth connects with her nipple. I suck lightly, feeling it harden between my lips I release and blow a cool stream of air over the skin; goosbumps appear and track across her chest and arms. Swirling my tongue over her other nipple I continue to squeeze and mould her breasts.
She breaths my name and begs me to go lower.
I oblige, albeit slowly. Kissing down between her breasts and to her stomach. She slips her arms out the spaghetti straps of the silky night dress and I pull it down over her hips and legs.
I move down the bed until I am straggling her shins. Kneeling up she wiggles her legs and drops the sexy sleepwear to the floor.
She lays before me completely naked; her arms above her head and as I move between her legs she pulls one knee up while the other bends just slightly.
Sarah poses for me and blows me a kiss.
I hook my arms under her legs and dip my head. I blow a cool stream of air over her clit making her wriggle and sigh. Her hands move from above her head and wind into my messy hair. I look up at her looking down at me and slowly lick my tongue up over her opening and clit. Her mouth opens and a quiet moan plays out. The tip of my tongue teases her clit; drawing circles until she pulls my hair and begs.
“Fuck me with your tongue!”
I'd never heard her swear before. It sounded good coming from her.
My tongue thrust inside her. I curled the tip and then lapped at her. In and out my tongue slid. She tasted amazing and I moaned my approval.
I moved an arm and splayed my hand on her pubic mound, my thumb curling over and moving on her clit. Her own hands moved from my hair and squeezed her breasts; forefingers playing over her nipples as she called my name. Her moans escaped on each breath, her back arched and she pushed her hips down into me as I pressed my thumb on her clit and rubbed upwards.
Everyone has their quirks; ways they like to be touched. This was hers. I carried on rubbing her clit upwards as my tongue thrust inside her.
Her hips started to move without rhythm, her moans had turned only to pants as she struggled to control herself.
Sarah almost bent herself double as she came. I licked up over her clit and carried on up her body until I got to her mouth which. The violation was all her this time. Rough, angry and needy. She relaxed back onto the bed and took deep breaths.
“Been so fucking long and that felt so fucking good.”
We lay on the bed and drifted off. I'd replace her sheets by stealing some from other hotel, or I'd sew them back together myself if I had too.
When I woke up Sarah wasn't there. She'd left a note.
“Back in the shop. That was amazing. Be sure to come back again....”
I would. I so fucking would.
As I got dressed I checked my cap bag. I don't know why, maybe something told me too in the back of my mind.
300 caps short.
Bitch! She wasn't that good![/spoiler:0d7629b0b5]