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Note: This is a day late, but shh. This one was. Interesting to say the least. Hope you guys it enjoy.. 🤭

MINORS DNI 18+ CONTENT. SEMI NON-CON/SEMI FORCE WARNING.

Promt: Somnophilia (Day 3)

Summary: Cooper isn't known for his patience. He takes what he wants, whatever the situation. His thoughts take over his actions while Lucy is sound asleep.

Cooper Howard (The Ghoul) X Lucy Maclean

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It Can't Wait.

"Oh and in the vault, i was a teacher! I think I worked really well kids. I've always wanted a kid. Did you have a ki-" Lucy was abruptly cut off.

"Listen honey. I'd love to listen aboutcha life in the vault. But don't you think it's a little late to keep talkin. We've got quite the long day ahead of us." He said leaning his back against the metal wall. Eyeing the dying fire in front of them.

She frowned. "I mean. I guess so." She said a little sad. Entertaining herself from talking his ear off. She wanted him to open up but he was more of a listener. Sitting back and nodding his head as she spoke. Eyeing her body, hardly hearing a word she said.

He groaned as he stretched out his arms. "C'mon Luce." He said standing up from the milk crate he had pulled up. Grabbing some old pillows off the ground and beating the dust off. Walking over to the beaten bed across the floor. He tossed the pillows onto it, and searched for something that could do as a blanket.

She took the hint, crawling into bed like a sad child. She unzipped her vault soon, and wiggled her way out of it. The Ghoul pausing a moment to try and sneak a look. He fucking loved when she would walk around in just her tank top and panties.

Throwing obvious glances as he pretended to keep looking for a blanket. He wanted to rip her clothes off. Tear scars into her skin. Mark her entire body. Fuck sleep. His cock was throbbing. All she had done was get comfortable for bed. He needed to contain his thoughts.

He grumbled to himself. Turning to fix his tent. Turning back around, giving up on his short hunt for blankets. Lucy was digging through her bag. On her knees on the bed, her ass looking perfect through her snug underwear.

He assumed she had no idea how much he wanted her. God. He wanted to fuck her brains out. So much innocence and love behind her eyes. Not yet tormented by the wasteland. He needed to be the first.

She pulled out a can of water and cracked it open. Taking a sip and setting it aside. Attempting to get comfortable on the bed. Springs threatening to stab your skin if you moved the wrong way.

"Are you going to be keeping watch?" She asked untieing her hair. Running her hands through her hair.

"Yeah." He responded. Poking the fire with a nearby board. "Don't worry." He said smiling. Reassuring she was safe to sleep.

She nodded her head graciously and flipped from her side to her back. Adjusting her body until she was comfortable.

"Cold?" He whispered. Dragging his crate closer to the bed, and sitting down.

"Yeah.." She huffed. Her eyes closed.

Cooper removed his overcoat and draped it over her. She pulled it close to her face. Smelling it in secrecy. Smiling as a thank you.

"Goodnight... Ghoul." She said softly. Drifting off to sleep as she thought about what his real name may be. What monsters would attack them tomorrow.

Although Cooper had a whole different set of thoughts. He stared at her. Intensely. Her chest poking out just a little bit from the jacket. Her legs almost fully covered.

He wanted to take her. He wanted to rip her skin apart. He wanted her to scream. Not in pain, but in full body pleasure. His fingers would fit so perfectly into her empty pussy.

His textured cock would leave a mark in her mind. No one after him would ever feel as good. He thought of every position. Her breasts bouncing in his face. Bending her over, slapping her ass until it was a swollen red.

He grabbed at his cock through his pants. Holding it tightly. Rubbing his thumb over it. She would puke on the size of his cock. He knew she wouldn't be able to handle it, and that made it all the better.

She must taste sweet. She would be soaked from him barely touching her. She's a delicate and soft creature. He couldn't handle the thoughts much longer.

His cock straining his striped pants. "Fuck.." He said under his breath. Staring at her figure on the bed. Already softly snoring. He needed to bury his cock in her..

He started to undo his belt. Moving with haste. She was asleep, she wouldn't see him get his pants off. No harm, no foul. Once his belt was undone, he slid his pants down. Not having underwear, he got those stolen ages ago.

His pants now pooled at his ankles, he was tugging at his cock. Leaning back against the metal wall. Touching himself wasn't going to be enough. He ached so bad it was almost painful.

Against his better judgment, he quietly stood up. Hovering over her body, standing at the foot of the mattress. He ran through thoughts in his head. Debating if this was wrong. He didn't care.

He squat down. Getting onto his stomach and inching his way forward. Holding himself in a way his cock wouldn't come in contact with the rough floor or bed. He carefully moved his jacket upwards. Off of her legs, scrunched onto her stomach.

He eyed her panties. He adjusted his body, freeing both his hands. He hooked his fingers onto the wasteland. Very carefully pulling them down. Setting them inside.

Her pussy was perfect in every single way. Unshaved, but a little wet. An absolutely inviting smell as he drooled. He got closer, pressing his stomach onto the bed. Drawing his tongue out to taste her.

Sweat mixed with her natural taste made his cock twitch. Holding every single muscle back not to shove his cock into her. He shoved his face into her crotch. Placing his hands on either side of her body.

He drew his tongue out again. Separating her walls with just his tongue. Licking stripes as he indulged in her taste. He was surprised she hadn't started to stir. Afraid she may wake up and jump out of fear.

He sucked on her clit, and balanced with one hand, using the opposite hand to grip onto his cock. Slow sensual strokes as he enjoyed his meal.

Lucy was slowly waking up, feeling an extremely warm sensation between her legs. A heavy weight on her sides. Half conscious she questioned what was happening. Her body feeling deep sparks of pleasure. She opened her eyes slowly, opening wide at what she saw.

The ghoul was ravishing her. His mouth latched onto her clit. She closed her eyes tight and opened them again. Seeing his closed eyes, his hand furiously working at his cock.

She was confused, but couldn't deny she almost happy to wake up to the experience.

Closing her eyes and trying not to move. A little harder now that she knew what was happening.

Wanting to squirm and moan. Unsure if she should let him know she had awoken, she relaxed into the bed.

He pulled back from her pussy, and ran his finger against her wet slit. Sucking on his middle finger and eyeing it. Pressing it and wiggling into her hole carefully.

She couldn't hold back, she jolted and he looked up. She opened her eyes, locking eyes with him. He didn't say anything yet. Just sharing a mutual look of desire.

"Wh.. what are you doing." She said softly. Unsure if she was supposed to be enjoying this.

He kept pressing his finger in. Staring at her as he did so, waiting for it to be completely in.

"Well. I wasn't expectin you to wake up, but i suppose that was a little stupid to assume." He said clicking his tongue.

"I'll stop if you want me to." He said pulling his finger out. Wiping it on her inner thigh..

She was quiet for a moment. Gasping at the absence of his finger. "Um- I don't- you can.. you can keep going." She said accepting she did enjoy this. Being woken up like this was something incredibly new. Not new like seeing monsters, or leaving the vault. But knew as in her body craved it.

He nodded his head and pressed two fingers back into her. Curling them and working them inside. She furrowed her brows and covered her mouth.

He readjusted his body. Now hovering over hers, his face close to hers.

"Move your hand. I want to hear you. I need to hear how much you fuckin like it Lucy." He said in a stern tone. Pressing his fingers deeply inside, setting a faster pace as he looked at her.

She removed her hand, letting out small breaths.

"That's it.." He hummed proud. "You're really fucking tight. I don't know if I'll fit." He said pulling his fingers out.

"Now I know this is probably your first time. Or maybe it's not. I don't know what you vault freaks did down there, but I ain't going easy on ya" He said, moving onto his knees.

Pushing his jacket off of her, so he could look at her pudgey breasts, sitting unevenly in her tank top.

He spread her legs open, and pulled them upwards. Pulling her body forward. Fitting his body between her legs, he lined his cock up with her soaked hole. Leaning in close to her face.

He pressed his face into her neck, and inched his cock inside. Each inch breaking her tight unused pussy. She held onto his back tightly. Using it as a means to ground herself.

"It hurts! Is it supposed to her this bad?" She exclaimed wincing.

"Mmm. It hurts because it's your first time honey. I've also got a huge cock. It ain't gonna fit perfectly." He said in his deep southern draw. Licking and biting at her neck.

Slowly thrusting into her. Deep inside of her every move. She squirmed, unable to handle so much at once.

He didn't care, he kept his pace. Picking up as he growled in her ear. Biting down into her neck, licking over the marks each time. Savoring every single moan that escaped from her lips.

"You like how big my fuckin cock is don't you. You're squeezing me real fuckin tight sweetheart." He said moving faster. Her legs wrapping around his back.

Hitting her so incredibly deep, it felt like he would pass out from the insane pleasure.

"Good fuckin god girl... you're really showin me how much you want it. I know you've fantasized about me. I'm sure you've touched your pretty pussy thinkin about me." He said licking the shell of her ear. Grunting as he felt himself getting closer.

"Ghoul-" She exclaimed.

"Cooper." He whispered. "My name is Cooper." He said pulling his cock all the way out and driving it back in.

"Scream my fuckin name. Tell me how fuckin good my cock feels." He said.His thrusts becoming more sloppy.

Lucy was feeling herself slipping, knowing she was so close to cumming. "C-Cooper! Your.." She paused. Unsure if she would want to use that weird word.

"Your penis feels so good!"

He giggled in her neck. Unable to take her seriously. Never hearing her curse, even while being relentlessly pounded.

Cooper bit her shoulder as he started to empty his load. Growling deeply as he claimed her body as his. The first to destroy her innocent body.

Lucy practically screaming as she felt her climax crashing. It was nothing like she had ever experienced. A undescribeable feeling in her stomach and her core. Gasping for air as she finished.

Slowing his thrusts he removed his mouth from her shoulder. Catching his breath, his cock buried inside of her.

Realizing he had given Lucy his name, he cursed at himself. She hadn't thought on it much, but things were starting to click.

Was she just fucked by Cooper Howard? The infamous cowboy movie star? Her eyes widening as she studied his outfit. Trying to see past the vest he wore. He scrambled to get his pants on, but she watched in awe. Laying on the bed almost fully naked.

"Cooper... Howard?" She said. A questioning tone. "Did I just have a sex sirh a movie star?" She said feeling proud of herself

"Shit." He thought. She had ranted for almost an hour earlier how much she loved the movies he starred in. A novelty cowboy charm.

"Yeah honey.. that's me." He sighed, though smiling when her eyes lit up.

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feralghoulie · 4 days

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Note: Ahhh! I'm not super proud of this one honestly, but it's okay. I was kind of blanking ideas for this one

MINORS DNI 18+ CONTENT.

Prompt: Blindfold (Day 2)

Summary: Cooper let's his guard down to be blindfolded by Lucy. He soon finds out, he's going to regret not being the one in control.

Cooper Howard (The Ghoul) X Lucy Maclean

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Lost Senses.

Cooper narrowed his eyes. Drilling holes into Lucy's wide smile.

"No."

He said in a stern manner. Crossing his arms.

"Absolutely not." He said rolling his eyes as her smile widened further.

Lucy frowned. Throwing her arms up in the air. "You're no fun! Fun sucker!" She taunted. The Ghoul staring back at her with an annoyed expression.

Cooper and Lucy had began to grow close with one another. Going from a shackled enemy, to the girl he can't get off his hip. Lucy brought out the deeply shelled happiness that still resided in him.

Wandering the wasteland together, Lucy managed to get a couple genuine laughs out of him. A light in a situation after she had experienced so much dark. Cooper occasionally cracking a joke to lighten the mood of mentioning her mother or father.

Though as much as they joked, Cooper was still a hardened man. Getting his boundaries down was near impossible. It would be easier to shake hands with a Death Claw rather than getting Cooper to open up about any of his past life.

It came to times like these where Lucy would have to relentlessly annoy him until he caved. She would get her way. One way or another at least.

Their tricky relationship had the added factor of sexual relations. The Ghoul having found himself studying her body. The sway of her hips, the way her vault suit hugged her perfect smooth skin.

He ravished her body like it was his first and last meal, and she enjoyed every single minute of it. She couldn't get enough of the way the Ghoul treated her. The way his fingers were rough yet so full of passion. Her soft lips against his. She cherished the feeling deeply.

Although Cooper had quite a high sex drive, Lucy was three times as worse. Every chance they got she would beg for just a touch. Maybe it didn't help the fact that he would tease her. Slapping her ass, whispering dirty things into her ear.

"If we don't find some cover soon, may have to take ya right here." He would whisper into the shell of her ear. Giving her ass a swift smack.

She would yelp and giggle, but never got the chance to enact her fantasy of being fucked shamelessly in the open.

Now that they had taken shelter safely in some old parlor. She wanted it. She absolutely needed it.

She insisted on trying something she had experienced in the vault. Her cousin using an old cloth to drape over her face. She hated recalling some of the things they did, but she didn't despise him.

He would drape the cloth over her eyes to restrict her vision, and touched her. It was a sensual experience and she couldn't get her mind off it.

Constantly fantasizing of using Copper for her pleasure while he laid blindfolded. Unable to see the bliss sprawl across her face. She wanted to hold his hands down and grind against his cock.

Slip it between her slick folds to tease his shaft. Forcing him with restricted vision to try and take control.

Cooper hated the idea. He hates being teased, and he hates not having full control.

With enough begging, he caved in. Pretending to be annoyed, but the idea alone drove him wild. He knew he would still have full control, but she would be in the mind that she was using him for pleasure.

Extremely excited, Lucy dug through her bag. Sorting through various items. She had stolen a bandana off one of the Raiders they wasted. A red unfolded cloth.

She grabbed it out of her bag and waved it around. The ghoul laid down on the dirty bed roll. Huffing as he did. His back was starting to feel the effects of constantly sleeping on the wood floor.

She approached him with anticipation, and tied the blind fold around his face. Removing his hat gently and placing it beside him.

"Don't overstep your boundaries Vaultie. Just cuz I like you don't mean i won't kill you." He said, knowing it was a partially empty threat.

"It's okay! I think you're going to enjoy this." She said caressing his cheek. Something she would be too nervous to do if he could see.

The ghoul flinched slightly. Feeling his heart pound. He was perfectly fine with intimacy. He could handle not being in control. Not being able to predict her next move.

Right?

He found himself flinching at alot of her delicate touches. She was trailing her hands around his body.

It was hard to touch someone as clothed as him. He refused to take any of his clothes off. His huge trench jacket thrown aside, but that was all he was really willing to part with. His vest hiding his life before war. A sense of himself from clothes.

Lucy didn't seem to mind this. She worked her away around it. Rubbing his throat with her fingers.

Leaning in and pressing gentle kisses. Peppering him with kisses anywhere skin could be exposed. Pulling up his sleeves, kissing his rough fingers. Careful not to venture to far, but just enough to find new parts of his skin to tend to.

He let his head sink into the dingey bed. Biting his lip softly as she palmed his striped pants.

Such a simple experience felt exhilarating to Lucy. A growing wet spot forming in her panties from just ftom exploring his body. The scent of the Wasteland was strong on him. A deep yet attractive musk.

His hands had been stationary by his sides almost the whole time. Finding Lucy's hips after she decided to finally straddle him. He gripped them tight. Pressing his thumbs into her dips.

She was grinding against his bulge. Slowly, but deeply. She thought about how good it would be to feel his bare cock again. To be fucked raw.

She let out a long content sigh. Taking her hands away from the Ghoul. He questioned the absence, but gave a discreet grin as he heard her start to unzip her vault suit. Uncovering her dirtied tank top and panties. Tossing the suit aside, she continued.

Grabbing onto Cooper's belt buckle and undoing it. Sliding his belt fin out and giving his pants a few tugs. Enough to expose his partially tattered underwear.

Their exchanges had been silent almost the entirel time. Lost in their own minds of pleasure. The Ghoul finally breaking the silence.

"Well c'mon now sweetheart. Move a little faster.." He said as Lucy rubbed her thumb against his clothed cock.

She huffed. "Last I checked, I'm currently the one in charge." She said in a mocking tone.

He groaned. "Don't get too cocky there sweetheart- I could easily wri-" He was immediately cut off by Lucy swiftly pulling his cock out. Loudly spitting on it.

"I'm in charge." She said firmly. Giving his cock a few strokes. Pulling his pants down just a little further.

"I'm going to take what I want. Not you. As a matter of fact! I don't even care what you want." She said feeling high and mighty. Letting out a small giggle, feeling proud of herself.

He smiled to himself. Holding back his own playful giggles. It made him happy and weirdly turned on seeing her come out of her kind and caring comfort. Taking a charging role in something so intimate.

"Well, my my. Guess I should be listenin to your commands then, ah?" He said in a teasing tone.

She raised an eyebrow. "Well.. um. Yeah! Yeah you should be." She said nodding her head.

She adjusted herself and removed her panties. Setting them beside her quietly. Straddling him again, she adjusted herself. Grinding against his solid cock. Using his tip to press against her sensitive clit.

He was taken off guard by the sudden motions. Biting down on his lip, letting out a low growl. His hands snapping back onto her hips.

She let out quiet gasps as she pressed his cock against her clit, grinding against it to find the right spot.

He was growing increasingly more impatient. Waiting for the moment he would feel the tight warmth of her pussy. As she pressed his head against her clit, she fought to get her shirt off. Throwing it aside.

She leaned forward on his flat body, and stopped her motion. Letting her lips part, his cock slid inbetween. The slick letting it glide very slowly. She braced his shoulder with one hand, and used the other to guide her breast into his mouth.

He quickly realized once he felt what was against his face, his mouth widened. Suckling on her breast, his tongue flicking against the bud. Switching between sucking and licking as she occasionally bucked her hips in pleasure.

Before switching breasts, she lifted herself up, and guided his swollen cock head against her hole. Not immediately letting him in. She waited for him to force his way in, tightly squeezing. She sunk all the way down onto his cock. Switching breasts and leaning closer.

She carefully tried to bounce up and down on his cock. Finding it to be a hard time to prop herself in this position.

Cooper was enjoying it. Moaning as he sucked and nipped at her. She took her breast out of his mouth and replaced it with her lips.

Immediately shoving her tongue into his mouth. This took him completely by surprise. They had never even kissed before, let alone made out. It took alot of intimacy for Cooper to kiss someone. Though in this case he didn't see it coming. Graciously accepting her offer, his tongue fought for dominance.

His hands helping her bounce on his cock. Pulling her hips to the rhythm of his eager bucking. Their lips parted and Cooper groaned.

"Good lord girl. You're fuckin pussy is so tight. You'r soaking my cock." He said pressing his head back into the mattress.

She only let out a breathy laugh in response. As his thrusts were starting to slow, she switched from bouncing, to grinding her walls against his cock. Letting his tip hit her g-spot.

She let out quick gasps as her climax started to rise. Gasps, turning into whines. Whines turning into strangled moans.

"Yeaaah. That's it honey. I can feel that pussy squeezing me real damn good. I need your fuckin cum on my dick." He winced, giving her ass a firm smack.

She furrowed her eyebrows, mildly annoyed by his interjection of dominance. Losing her rythem of grinding.

She swiftly removed herself off his cock, and kept his thighs straddled. She knew the orgasm wouldn't be as intense, but the satisfaction of pissing him off would be good enough.

Her fingers pressing against her clit, quickly circling and rubbing it. The slick soaking her fingers, the sound of her pleasuring herself surrounding in Cooper's ears.

He ripped his blind fold off, and narrowed his eyes. Watching her as she threw her head back in pleasure. Her fingers vigorously working her climax.

"You've gotta be fuckin kiddin me." He said watching with a lifted head.

She rode out her climax, huffing and catching her breath.

"I told you I'm the one in charge. And I say. You can't cum! Not from me at least." She smiled brightly. Tilting her hand as if she won an argument.

Climbing off him she hummed. Cooper following her with his eyes. Completely stunned by the stunt she just pulled. He grabbed at his shaft, using the slick she left behind to stroke his aching cock.

"I could fuckin kill you vaultie. I ain't going to be nice next time."

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feralghoulie · 6 days

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🧡 THE MASTER LIST 🧡

☣️💥Fallout💥☢️

Slick Blue Suit. [Cooper Howard X Lucy Maclean. One-shot NSFW]

Lost Senses. [Cooper Howard X Lucy Maclean. One-shot NSFW]

It Can't Wait. [Cooper Howard X Lucy Maclean. One-shot NSFW]

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feralghoulie · 6 days

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Note: First fic on Tumblr, Wahoo! Participating in Ghoulcy week. May 20-26, 2024. Credit to @GhoulcyWeek on twt for promps!

MINORS DNI 18+ CONTENT.

Prompt: Forced proximity (Day 1)

Summary: Trapped in quite a small closet. The Ghoul takes advantage of his situation. Ravishing the looks of Lucy in her blue Vault Suit.

Cooper Howard (The Ghoul) X Lucy Maclean

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Slick Blue Suit.

The stomping of boots was heard right outside the barely closed closet. Raiders squatting in the house you two had stumbled upon.

The closet was unbelievably cramped. The ghouls back against the wall, his hand held tight over Lucy's mouth. His opposite hand holding her tight to his body, her ass perfectly fitting into the shape of his crotch.

The ghoul knew he could very easily wipe the Raiders out with just a few shots. Lucy herself questioned why he didn't jump out. Guns blazing.Though he couldn't pass up the opportunity to grind his hard cock against her blue leather suit.

God did he fucking love the way her suit hugged every single one of her curves. Watching with still breath every single time she bent over. Anytime she had managed to hold off a raider or two, even just stomping on radroaches. Every single move she made, made his cock twitch.

Every thought he had. Filthy. Deep desire to ruin her smooth skin. Her sheltered mind. Holding back every single urge to drive his cock deep into her hardly touched, tight pussy. Absolutely destroying her sense of innocence.

Playing out in his mind, his scarred fingers pressing the pallette of her tongue. Gagging her as his fingers slide through her slick folds. Hearing her beg for more, knowing he was corrupting her sweet mind.

"What a dirty little girl you are, huh? Imagine what your dad would think. His little girl gettin ruined by such an old disgusting man like me." Her pussy tensing from his words.

His mind was quickly interrupted by the sudden sound of rapid creaking floor boards. More Raiders had entered the room.

Subconsciously he had been grinding up against Lucy's ass. She had tried to adjust from the tight grip he had on her, but was too scared to make sound.

He didn't care if the Raiders would bust open the closet. He could handle them. As long as she thinks she's in danger, he could get away with taking advantage of her.

Listening to the conversations of the Raiders, hoping they moved just a little further.. he grew impatient. Slipping his gloved leather fingers into her mouth.

She tried to make a disapproved squeak, but was too scared to alert them. He pressed his bloody leather fingers flat against her tongue. Pushing them very slowly back. Just enough to not let her gag.

She didn't attempt to bite down. Just still, trying not to make noise.

He adjusted the hand that held her close. Cautious, he managed his belt. Trying to undo the buckle. Undoing the button, and slowly rolling down the zipper. Slipping his pants partially down, he sighed in her ear.

He freed his aching hard cock, and pressed it directly against her blue suit. Cold against his warm flushed shaft.

She lightly bit down on his finger, not enough to cause pain. More so to alert him to stop. He didn't abide. Leaning into the shell of her ear.

"I suggest you don't act rash. Don't want to alert them, do ya?" He said in a low whisper.

She shook her head in defeat.

"Good. Now you're gonna take this. Whether you fuckin want it or not. And I'm sure ya do. I see the way you look at me out in that wasteland Vaultie."

He said grinding his hips against her ass. His cock rubbing against the meat of her ass and the arch of her back.

"I bet I make ya quite wet. Watchin me choke those men? Hm?" He said rutting his leaking cock faster. His fingers exploring her mouth.

"You don't know a single fuckin thing about this wasteland... I'll teach ya. This is rule number one honey."

He said removing his fingers from her mouth. Both his hands grabbing at her waste. Giving himself a better angle.

"I always get what I fuckin want." He drew out slowly. His voice so low it drew out a deeper southern accent.

Precum dripped down her backside. Giving him a wet friction. Holding back his groans, his straining his breath tickled her ear.

Her thoughts were spiraling. So morally conflicted with herself she felt emotionless. Her body felt like it was on fire. The way he held her sent waves of pleasure through out her body. Being used like this was something she never expected to enjoy. Paired with the fact that if they were caught, she would more than likely be the one hurt.

She couldn't focus on one thing. His voice was sending shocks through her soaked pussy, while the Raiders were sending panic through her heart. All she could do was focus on silence.

The ghoul could feel his release building up. Biting down on his lip to hold back curses. His grinding thrusts were becoming sloppy. His breath unstable in her ear.

As he felt himself reach his peak, he held her hips tight against him. Shooting massive ropes of cum against her back. Sliding down slowly as they set. He rubbed his cock in his own mess. His shaft effortlessly sliding around.

Letting go of her waist, he took a swift wipe of his load, and brushed it against her tongue. Forcing her to taste his spend. Twisting and pressing his finger inside her mouth.

Leaning into her ear, he whispered.

"You're in for a world of trouble sweetheart. I ain't letting this sweet of a girl go."

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