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makahimetenshi · 6 months

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Two separated ways - Arthur Maxson x Female Sole Survivor x Paladin Danse Fallout 4 Fanfic

This fic sets in a universe where Blind Betrayal never took place and Nora destroyed the institute with the Brotherhood of Steel. I don’t know if im going to make a new story of this couples, like Arthur x Nora, Danse x Arthur, Danse x Nora since I already finished playing Fallout 4 and I am playing the 3 one and at some time I gotta go the obsession but I feel like writing things differents from Follow me inside the wastelands

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-Ah Paladin Danse, what do I own the pleasure of this call?

For Danse it was difficult to talk to the elder of the commonwealth chapter since “that” happened…but at least his old friend was slowly taking it better and better, the young man was mature and reasonable, the resentment weren’t directed towards him at least…well…a bit…more than a bit…it was understandable since well…

-Nothing new to report about our job in Washington but…Arthur we need to talk –the elder open up his eyes stopping the hand that he had on the needle where he was mending one of his little daughter's shirts

-You mean Elder Arthur or Arthur Arthur? –it was so strange hearing him talking like that. When they meet even when he was only a teenager he wouldn’t talk like that at all, groomed into being a leader to carry the lastname Maxson really build his character like a really serious young man but after officially started dating Nora he change…a lot…and became a totally different person, love change him a lot, now at his 29 he was a totally different person that the 21 when he arrived the Commonwealth for the first time. And after “that” happened he loose himself even more, thinking that for what? What does everything matter? Why bother at all? All that work for nothing! Being the most powerful man didn’t save him at all.

-Arthur Arthur…sir… -heard Danse at the other side of the call and chuckled.

-What is it? –ask the elder, still mending the tshirt, oh he didn’t want anyone else doing this little jobs over his daughter clothes, everybody does it wrong except him! Nora taught him how and…didn’t see anyone else doing it so perfectly like she did.

-There’s a subject I want you to discuss with the sentinel –ohnononononono

-Didn’t expect you to surrender so soon –what? Oh nonono.

-Nothing about that, look since we arrived here on Washington for our mission she is…

-I just don’t see why you cant solve it by your own, after all you are the new boy –offensive cluck

-You live here for a long time and she needs…

-You live there even more than me, beyond me even! –why they were talking about her? After all the pain and discussions for him to still have to stay after her ass

-Yeah but…

-Then that’s it! You don’t need me at all, deal yourself with the sentinel and whatever bullshit cross her mind this time –Arthur didn’t want to have anything to do with the mother of his two children.

-Look I know you are still resentful –the elder bite his tongue.

-With her for dumping me for my best friend when I send both on a mission to Washington? Nah, who do you think I am? –lets send my best paladin to protect my wife in a land she doesn’t know in the present wastelands, it would be fun they said, she wouldn’t cheat on me, they said…

Silence again, until he heard a breath and the paladin keep talking- but maybe you are more wise in this subject than me

-What subject? –oh talking or even giving some kind of entity to this subject make his mouth sour

-She is severely depressed, at first I thought it was just nostalgia but months keep passing and she is very frustrated and disappointed about the state of Washington

-I don’t get it

-She came with her ex husband Nate for vacations here once and now everything…makes her sad –oh now he understand- the state of the buildings, the new streets and ways to move, the demolished places, the trash, smell, the odor

-You mean nostalgic and depressed like the thing she has with the food doesn’t? –traumas, that was all traumas, psychological scars

-Yeah but here is with all the environment.

-Its understandable, after all there isn’t a fucking nice place in Washington, it’s a shithole, is far much worse than Boston, the commonwealth is such a luxury in comparison

-That aint helping man

-Well im not going to terraform the damn city –a sight at the other side of the call- what do you want me to do?

-Talk to her

-The state of Washington also depress me –this was stupid

-This is serious Arthur, she is severely depressed and this place isn’t helping her either

-Well im happy I was not the problem in the end, and I see you aren’t the solution either –silence on the other side of the line.

Their second son together left her with a serious post partum depression. So in order to help his wife he send her to the Capital wasteland, have some adventures, fun, enjoy travelling to new places, kick some buts, don’t let the routine of being parents of a 3 year old and a newborn stop you from being the kickass woman I fall in love. Too bad he didn’t tell her nothing about don’t smashing his best friend, the friend he sent to protect her, his bad, he should warn her about that right?

-You have a good life in this city, talk to her

What the fuck? –whaaaaat? Since when do I had a good life in the citadel? –jaja what? Oh gosh people had the most stupid ideas.

-Better than mine for sure, she just needs a boost of confidence and I cant give the example in this area

-I had two complete meals a day, that’s far from a good life –not to mention they were feeding him like a pig so he wouldn’t famish and die with the Maxson line with him. If he gain a thing from being Noras husband for 5 years together was standards, and he understand that the life on the Wastelands was shit.

-Again, im not playing, she needs more positivity and…

-Well im not moving you both out the city because she cant face the reality and stop daydreaming –yeah being cheated on was shitty but damn it's good that he missed the obligation of having Nora by his side, over time he understood that by getting married he had bought himself a bag of unresolved problems that were very difficult to handle even for him.

-Of course not, our mission is going just fine –yeah the mission of banging his wife maybe- we are progressing with the task the elder here is giving us, she neither wants to leave this city but…its harming her –it was true, he was receiving request of that elder to even promote Danse but god damn he wouldn’t be promoting a wife thief

-The landscapes harm her –Arthur clarified. Sitting better on his chair, leaving the needle on the table.

-Yeah, about the daydreaming…-oh not again.

-Let me guess, she is on chems again –he sighted, the only way to keeping her away from chems was to put a baby on her uterus, it worked with Arya and the lactancy time, and then with Shaun and the lactancy until he fucking send her to capital wasteland like it was a good idea. Stupid idea.

-Mentats, and im not her commanding officer anymore to even correct –he was interrupted.

-Oh nono now you are her daddy –he laughed, bitterly, biting on his lower lip, gosh talking about this fills him with anger!- I get it, I was her daddy too

-Arthur…-he heard at the other line a tired voice.

-Im not going to make you elder so you can be on top and place a corrective, she is a sentinel –he had so much anger accumulated on his chest, like when you are really really upset and your whole body feels infuriated!

-That’s why Im asking you to talk to her…elder…-Maxson sighted.

-Its it serious like she would…-he whistle twice- at the roof of a building?

Silence, again, he raise up his head to look at the terminal, now worried.

-Maybe, if it gets worse -maybe letting his ex-still-wife kill herself was not a good idea, she was a good sentinel and a soldier who achieved very good results-Im sorry about everything Arthur-and you fuck my wife anyway, what a good friend he thought in the insides, taking his time to process everything- but do this at least because she is the mom of your two children

-She should think on that two years ago, almost abandoning them –funny, she left to Washington when Shaun was like 8 months or something, he surely doesn’t remember her, didn’t see her since then.

-Im sure Arya is not going to be happy if something occurs to her mother –yeah, even if at her 5 years she ask about Nora a lot, misses her.

-You know? I already got what is more valuable from her, our Maxson not radiated offspring, the only reason I didn’t sent an assassin after your butt is because your shrimps are dead –they were still married together, no one is going to dare to make gossip about the elder Maxson being a cuckhold or the sentinel having an affair, plus it gives him high status being married with a sentinel…and a prewar woman- and you cant knock her.

He said that words with hate. It really hurt him to the core the fact that his best friend Danse do that to him.

-Try to give her a call, tell her that life here is not-interupted him again, bullshit, all bullshit.

-There’s no life there Danse, there’s no green even, how can I lie myself to lie to her? –it was true, capital wasteland was a shithole, an horrible place, arriving to the commonwealth was like escaping from there and its horrors, the green and the land were such a change for elder Maxson.

-Well I don’t know what else to do! –the man raised his voice in the call, he heard a bit of desperation on it- I don’t wanna loose her! –he stay in silence- maybe you don’t care anymore and I get it! But I love her! And I don’t know what to do!

He cares, deep down below all the feelings of betrayal and abandonment he cares, for the woman he falled deeply in love once.

-What do you expect me to tell her? –said the defeated elder, maybe, if he keeps caring by then, she can come back to him, but if she is dead…there will be no way to be together again…less as a family…

-I don’t know…-from the tone of his voice he really was…desperate, lost, he really used his last plan talking to him- maybe tell her that life is beautiful? –Arthur laugh, it was audible in the call- You know her better

-But you know her the longest –from initiate to Sentinel at the paladin side, until both sentinel and elder got into a relationship, fraternizing with a soldier.

-Its not working on me –now, the man was crying even if he cant see his tears, Arthur hold his chin on his hands, shutting his lids- love is not saving her on this.

The elder stood in silence, and breathe out –You know this about her…since the beginning

-I know –voice cracked at the other side of the line.

-I learned over time how to deal with that and move forward in our relationship, get through each day, try to make a future for ourselves, it didn't work for me, as you know –in any fucking chance he would have to spit in the face his betrayal to him he will do it- but It was never easy, or less painful, no matter the day

-Yeah

-And its only going to get worse, maybe you aren’t prepared to it, like I wasn’t

-You didn’t send her away because you can’t deal with it –then whyyyyy? If Danse gets it why did he fuck his wife? Arthur cover his face with his palms and breathe.

-Even after everything that happened I know I avoided an obstacle, a hard one, for the rest of my life –the image of Nora jumping off a building cross his mind, he open his eyes to avoid having images- but you are right. Arya will be sad, ill talk to Nora, put a call on her agenda, make sure she see it and…answer the call.

Both stay in silence, until Danse speak with the voice still broken.

-Thank you elder, that will be all

Arthur stood in silence too, eyes getting lost on the terminal.

-Crush some addictol and mix it with her food, look at her eating so she will finish the plate, Mentats doesn’t have secondary effects with other chems so don’t worry-he had the experience with this- you are discharged Paladin.

Both hang up on the call.

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makahimetenshi · 7 months

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Paladin Danse x Sole Survivor Fanfics Order

I started writting a silly Paladin Danse x Sole Survivor oneshot and ended up in love and daydreaming with this ship, so i cant stop doing more and more having different ideas all based in the same previous storys the more i write like it was my headcanon, a big headcanon based on my playtrought. So im leaving the actual order with the links since before i only leave the titles in the fic like a lazy person

Besides i really like what i wrote.

Im changing the order of this headcanon the more I write for this ship. Also I write in English and Spanish but sometimes I feel like more writing a 20 pages fic in a certain language of course

Falling or not? Danse cuenta de algo May I use your shower? Volver a tener algo

Fooling around together Sleeping for nightmares

Addicted to Chems Traumas at the Commonwealth Being awake I like being this close Have you ever had sexual relations with any species considered non human?

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Perfect connection - Arthur Maxson x Fem Sole Survivor

These are the lemmon chapters between the story Follow me inside the wastelands. Mostly to make their relationship more intense and passionate I would say this is in the middle of chapter 13 and 14, at that early point of their relationship

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Lately, inside his quarters, Nora was dressing cute. He didn’t understand the reason but he loved coming inside after a long day of work to admire that beautiful pre-war wife fantasy in blue laundered dresses.

Coming in to had lunch together was a dream, he will find her doing some very mundane and chill stuff like for example cleaning the windows of his quarters and oh boy he could love more the fact that he was giving her that…security…to feel safe.

When Nora cooked for him even if she didn’t eat she felt…plenty…she cherished this domestic life with someone, she enjoyed the time she had with Nate back then.

She felt happy, never thinking it was possible to recreate this peace in this new world

Waiting for the food on the table was a dream come true for Arthur, he didn’t even allow his mind to create fantasys like this before, a plate of hand cooked food with love, the experience was fulfilling in everysense, the noise of the food cooking in the pan, the smell of the ingredients, the little spoons Nora gave him to test, the goodloking view of his woman and the food…How much time it passed since he felt so in peace? This felt correct for both.

While he waited for her to serve the food he fantasied…with a life were the bombs never dropped, were they both married, him as the working husband waiting every morning for his glorious wife in the most lovely and cheerfuls dresses to serve him a breakfast made with love, both smiling happy to have the other at their sides with the radio on background just like now.

Nora would kiss him on the cheek leaving the warm plate on the table, Arthur would reciprocate the little kiss with a thank you. The fantasy balloon exploded but he had something equally as good right in front of him

It was a shame she wouldn’t want to eat much with him.

-You look tired –she said serving glasses of wine for both.

-I always look tired, im doing much better with you around –he said cutting on his lunch

-Its that’s so? –it was, he felt less anxious knowing she was waiting for him in his quarters because of the impriosioment time- and here I was thinking I was just a burden.

-Not at all, never think that –Nora sometimes had…dangerous thoughts…she had chips and mindsets difficult to change. Never would bother him at all- you look beautiful-gosh Arthur worshipped her so much

-This old thing? I should bring you things from my home, since you are now the only man Im going to dress now on –Arthur smiled as his cheeks blushed, eating on his meal. Nora walk around him placing her hands on his shoulders and for some reason…he felt like a piece of meat, gosh he was her prey. She leaned down hugging him by the shoulders hiding her face in his neck, just breathing

-You shouldn’t feed me if you are looking for a long session of sex

-Don’t tell me you end up all heavy!

-A bit, also the breath –she laughed and started to leave cheesy kisses on his cheek. As he chew he thought he never reminded to feel this…loved

His chest felt warm and full around her.

After finishing his meal he loose no time in taking her up from the waist, delighted with the play of the fabric in his arms, lifting her happy to hear her laugh and throw her into bed, took the chance to crawl in four on top of her and oh my the view was…beautiful, he caress her cheek paying attention to the length of the dress over her long legs but didn’t rise the fabric, just sneak a hand under and start moving up slowly, pressing his fingers against the inner side of her tight, moving up and down slowly to a side an another, looking at her eyes when his fingers moved to close to between her legs, loving the way she shivers entirely

His fingers started to play with her crotch, touching the skin of her legs and the very warm of her panties. Nora melted under his touch, letting him o and look at her eyes, this feels so intimate. Once he robbed the first moan a hand sneak into her panties from the top, fingers slipping down in her folds because of how wet she was…The hand on her cheek moved to grope one of her breast even with the dress on, massaging it firmly taking another moan from her lips.

A finger sneak between to touch her clit, her arms wrapped around his neck delicately as she closed the eyes enjoying the sensation –Arthur…-she said as his finger moved touching her soft bud, damn she was wet.

Another finger started to play with her nipple, Nora wanted to reciprocate, trying to lift one of her knees up to touch him but the man pushed down her leg abandoning her breast to make her stay still in place

-Nono, this is for you –he said mumbling as a second finger started to play with her clit.

-You are okay? –a third finger started to move around her wet and hot entrance, he wouldn’t lie to himself this had him aching for his cock to get inside so bad, he wished that instead of his finger it was the head of his cock playing with her fluids but nono, today he wanted something different but damn she was wet and hot.

-Yeah –he said lying but it was all worth it when he heard another moan again- unbutton yourself honey -without loosing time Nora unbutton the dress in the chest area, his hand moved up to grab the other boob, his head going down to hatch her nipple, sucking, she scream a bit and that went directly to his hard cock, the third finger buried inside her and a fourth one sneak between her folds to play with her clit.

He can feel her breath changing, since his lips were sucking and licking her nipple so close to her chest, biting a bit making her shiver entirely, gosh her moans sounded so sexy, so feminine, so seductive…The third finger started to move up and down, the others massaging her clitoris in different directions

-I wanna touch you –she said loving the finger inside her.

-No –and then a second finger get inside, Nora turned her head to the side leaving her neck exposed

-But honey…-his theets would move delicately on her nipple, causing her to shiver again for the sweet tease.

-Do you like it? –he ask before sucking more, her hips started to move unconsciously against his hand.

-I love it but you…-out of nothing the two fingers inside her started to trust and move faster, so much faster that it seriously started to make her moan out and loud.

-I wanna see you cum- Arthur gave a slow and big lick to her entire breast, from the underboob to the top, moving his fingers faster

-Bite –she order, and he did, biting soft on her boob, her whole body shiver in pleasure-Oh gosh –her hips jerked and then he make a third finger inside- Ah yes…

His hand started to move faster inside, the wet sounds making his cock hurt from how turned on he was, his lips will start kissing up to her neck, biting little and slow up on her skin. Without noticing and drived by desire his own hips started to trust and move against the woman leg, moving down his body to seek some friction against her like a dog.

-So beautiful –he said feeling his underwear wet, probably in precum now he was groping like that against her.

-Deeper- she order, and he started to trust harder and deeper is fingers until he cant anymore- Arthur…-she whined

-Mmm what you need is another thing –he said before biting on her neck, making Nora scream.

-Yes! –her hands gripped on his back, moving him around, gosh this was the moment were she wanted to take things by force, Nora will seek for her own pleasure.

-You don’t enjoy my fingers? –Arthur groan at feeling her hands on his back, wiggling against her leg.

-I do but I need something longe-...–ohsushutshutshut not the hook! Arthur will twist his fingers into a hook pressing on her sweet spot with his pads making the woman a mess of moans and overstimulation. It was complicated because It was absolutely so much! So much she cant deal with the sensation growing up to her chest! –Arthur! –she whined pretty unsure if she liked it or not but it was too much!

-Do not underestimate me –he laughed at her expenses and she pulled harder from his coat frustrated.

-Just give me more! –as soon she said that Arthur hand started to thrust harder inside, gosh with three fingers inside she felt good but the deeper he reaches the better, her fingers tangled in his coat as his lips started again to suck on her neck, licking around the vein.

The free hand started to twist and squeeze her nipple between his pads, obviously he don’t wanna hurt her but when she was desesperate it was difficult to mark the line were it was too much.

Arthur keep grinding against her leg, he was so stubborn sometimes, denying himself things just to reach goals, today he wanted to make her cum with his fingers only despite how BAD it makes him, and if it was the goal he will do it. It would be so easy to just burry his cock inside and she will love it but he was a man that fulfils objectives

The view of her fingered in a prewar wife dress was so hot, same with the red marks in her tits and neck, and there she was clinging to his back because she needed him.

-When I done with work tonight I gonna…–that’s right they were in a break for lunch, in a few minutes he should come back to the command deck to work.

-Ahhh you are going to leave with your cock like this? –a leg raised to touch his hard crotch with her knee, making the man moan, Arthur started to trust his fingers harder.

-Yes –he said looking at her eyes, defying her

-You are not going to last all noon –the man made the hook again, making her lost all control and grip HARD of his coat- stop!

-Do you want me to stop? –he asked pressing harder, Nora clenched her theets

-Just that! –the man laughed and moved down to leave kisses on her cheek as he moved his fingers harder

-Don’t defy me honey-today they were honey to each other, not elder, non sentinel-tonight im going to fuck you senseless –oh yes she wanted that, hearing it made a wave of heat crush in her entire body.

-Im close –she said closing her eyes, still, keep moving her knee on his crotch, because she liked to please him, and he wouldn’t move away because he needed it too.

-I know –the man can feel it from the way her walls were pressing and sucking around his fingers- you are gorgeous.

-Keep going –of course he wasn’t going to stop, the wet sounds between his fingers and her entrance were enough incentive. Nora pulled down his head from the motherfucking beard for a kiss, she was the one sneaking her tongue inside but oh boy she needed it.

He was experiencing new things with this woman everyday and damn this was the hottest kiss he ever had. Arthur will keep groping against her leg, god he needed the relief, he was going to be thinking all noon in her unable to work, god he may use some crotch armor down there to cover

-The breakfast was good but im already looking for the dinner tonight- he purred against his mouth, she bited his lip making him shiver and moan out, she smiled.

-Oh did my lunch leave you hungry? –she stop a moment opening her mouth, smile fading- damn Im coming

-Hungry is not the word…-he look at every centimeter of her beautiful face contracting for her orgasm- wanting more

-Arthur im coming –she said feeling something burn inside so bad

-Yes you are –gosh she looked beautiful, he could feel it on his fingers

-Im coming! –she was so wet! So slippery! So soft!

-Cum honey –It didn’t take long before her face contracted in an orgamsn, hitting hard her body, making her legs tremble and spams with force as she pulled hard from his coat and…his beard…

Even without interrupting her collapsing to the orgamsn he wouldn’t stop looking at her, looking up even when her hand pulled his head down by the beard. He wanted to appreciate her face enjoying.

-Arthur…-Nora mumble looking to a side tired, breathing in and out, that’s it, she needed his hand out from her insides.

-Look at me –he order and she did, opening her eyes to look at his handsome superior- tonight I want to drink from you, so you will stay like this until I arrive –she nodded obediently- then we are going to eat dinner

Nora took a moment to answer, tired, still feeling the orgasm rocking her body.

-Are you sure you don’t want to save this for dessert?

Arthur laughed, leaving a kiss on her cheek before separating standing up on his knees to look at his hard work, moving his three fingers up her clit playing with the slick before moving out making her tremble in overstimulation and loss, watching the mess he had on his bed: the most powerful woman of the commonwealth with her legs all open and wet in a beautiful prewar wife dress open, showing his bite marks, the bites of enjoying her tits.

-I don't think I can hold on

-Bring some vodka, I have an idea of how you can drink some other…dessert…

God this was going to be a long noon.

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makahimetenshi · 7 months

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Perfect connection - Arthur Maxson x Fem Sole Survivor

If you are very very very delighted with one fic and want a continuation I didn’t write or post you can donate me at least $5 bucks, most of this fics have next chapters I don’t finish because lack of motivation but hey a $5 is a $5, I see a few reviews and comments that fics that are abandoned months laters receive comments of wanting to know what happens next. Here it is, I finished my handling with you all, enjoy the fic

Arthur didn’t knew his side of himself were he liked to please and worship women, seeing such a wonderful and strong woman on top apparently makes him so hard and lost, he thought it was just he liked being rided but no, he wanted to be a slave completely devoted to suck tits and pussy, his cock only for teasing or be used as a sex toy for his woman pleasure. And that was the plan today as Nora started to take down his jacket after closing the door of her quarters and lock it.

When the heavy piece of leather was on the ground she hugged him from behind, she felt soft and warm, possibly naked, her usual vault suit was actually pretty thought at touch despite being so stick to the body, good quality, no wonders why she uses to the outside, but now even having the sensation of her skin against his back in his black pilot suit he felt…fabric…a hand moved back trying to touch her but his fingers only felt skin until…

-shhhhhhhhhh –she said against his ear, biting his lobe making him shiver and get instantly horny, I mean he was a bit horny because this was their planned booty session but there was a sensation of an instant wave of heat from the head to the hips- oh my the elder is impatient to know things…-of course he was. Her hands started to caress his chest up and down on top of the suit and he could only shiver in pleasure in response, closing his eyes at the nice sensation. This was nice, she felt nice against him.

Her hands started to work on the belts and zipper of his suit, damn he would love not have to hide their relationship and be more open, maybe he could chill a bit and use more relaxed clothes than having a belt impaling his ass most of the day, obviously not ready to fight at all but she deal with that a long time ago. They could live a peaceful life together if they want to, if at some point he reunited the courage to confess…

A moan escaped from his lips when the cold tip of her fingers slip inside on his chest once the suit was open, her fingers playing and getting tangled with the hairs he wasn’t exactly a hairy man there, he had…the usual amount of hair but she seemed to like playing with it. Once the suit was down to the hips he felt Nora pressing against his back, the sensation of her breast give him an instant boner and another moan escaped as she moved down her hand over the trail of hair to his crotch...gosh she really enjoyed playing with him…

-Nora…-one of his hands tried to touch her again but she dodget it, pissing him a bit.

-Close your eyes elder –he did as he was told, like a dog, and he felt something soft wrapping around his neck –don’t be scared- he wasn’t, never felt a fabric so soft in his entire life either, once she stopped making knots and pull a few times from the soft tie testing it Nora take his hands and moved him to bed, sitting him on the edge.

Naturally his hands tried to touch whatever it was in front of him, but the rope of soft cloth around his neck was pulled and suddenly he felt his relaxed head fall forward on top of something soft with a bit of cloth around it, covering his vision as her arms clung to his head leaving him there, Arthur obviously distinguished the scent of her skin and imagined where he was, which made him want to touch her more.

-Nora please…-obviously he loved being pressed against her, but his boner was turning painful with so little.

-Open you eyes elder…-she said and he did, she had his head hugged against her breast, which made Arthur instantly want to kiss and bite the skin around his lips so bad, Nora separated herself a little and the first thing between his eyes and her body was a string of lace that join his neck…and her hands, she had him wrapped like a dog with a leash but most importantly ohmygosh the cloth he was feeling despite her warm skin making him think she was naked was a beautiful yellow creamy lingerie.

Its true her breast were small, but her hips and ass in relation to her waist looked massive she was so beautiful. He felt like he was in front of a goddess, he had the chance to be intimate with a goddess. He could swear all the blood was not only going to his cock but also his head making him woozy. She looked surreal, never had the chance to share the bed with something so beautiful and hot before. Nora truly was something else, it wasn’t s about just sex, just flesh and that’s all, but also the prep and the moment before…he loved this, his hands tried to touch again, but her hands reach up on the leash of lace and pull him down a bit, making his eye fixiate on her breast, all tight and well held by the bra with lace and elastic straps.

-You are so hot –that sentence escaped from his lips unconsciously and he saw her lick her red lips. Oh my how he loved that pair of painted lips.

-You like what you see? –she asked as her hands moved up to reach his cheeks and scratch his beard slowly with her nails, he nodded with the head and Nora lift a leg and Arthur pay attention to the lace and details of her lingerie, her foot place in the middle of his legs were he was sitting and noticed lace socks, of course if she had garterbelt there was going to be socks, automatically without thinking his hands lifted slowly the long sock up her thighs, this time she didn’t say anything and left him do as his eyes fixiated in her long legs, following the long sock up. He continued working but his mouth fall by its own over her thigh, leaving small kisses and little bites in the flesh, he was so hot that the fact sometimes he kissed the sock it didn’t matter. Nora hummed of pleasure and he felt the vibration of her voice even down there.

Damn he was feeling whoozy, it was difficult to think, there was a cloud of heat on his chest making difficult to breath. The vision of the woman on top of him so beautiful make his mouth thirsty, the way her breast look from below turn him crazy. He licked his lips, and give a last bite, on her thigh so close to her crotch that it make a moan came out from her lips, and he saw the motion, beautiful.

Did the same with the other leg, placing both hands on her waist to go down her soft asscheeks slowly, going down with the tip of his fingers until it meets the sock to start pulling it up again, kissing and giving little playful bites on her thighs, feeling her tremble and hum, loved the view from bellow and how she look so…inmense…big and strong on top of him, like she could step or sit on top, and what would he wish more?

Once the socks were up and well secured Nora pushed him lightly by the hairy chest against the bed, the elder took I as an invitation and lay comfortable, she loose no time in climb on top of him, sitting on his waist, legs open to the sides showing him the work done over her thighs but of course the man eyes would focus on her crotch, looking at the detailed and kinda transparent thong.

Gosh he wanted to eat from it so bad, he grunted anxious and she laughed a bit with a beautiful red smile, he felt a bit annoyed by her laugh, right now he didn’t have the patience to feel played- whats so funny? If you weren’t sentinel…-and then she pulled from the leash making him shut up and swallow his words.

-Mmm you did nothing when I was an initiate…-the hand that didn’t hold the leash moved a bit down, playing with his happy trail of hairs very close to his crotch, touching he edges of what remains from the black suit, getting a little bit of the tip of her fingers down there…

-Touch me –he wanted to order, but instead that came out like a begging. He cant look down neither, his cock was so close to her ass but she refused to please him.

-Mmmm –she hummed and pull of the tie making him grunt again, breathing out, Arthur wonders where did she get a lace so soft and long, never see that kind of fabric- you can touch…-her free hand pick one of the elders and finally after wanting it so much place it on one of her boobs, he didn’t loose any time in grope it, making her moan loud, that sound went directly to his cock making it twitch in exciment.

The brute and harsh way both hands moved in circles and pressed in her boobs turn on the woman a lot, making her skin and insides all hot, he can know it from the way her legs twitched and moved a bit sometimes her crotch asking for attention…He would respond just fine if she let him, was prepared, he craved for a zip of her juices in his tongue. Still his eyes would focus on the hot vision of his fingers groping her tits on that very delicate laced bra.

It didn’t take long of it until her hand moved down the black suit an grab his hard cock, the elder slightly jumped in surprise moaning loud but damn it felt good to be touched after so much teasing, at first she moved slowly up and down filling her fingers with precum clumsy jerking him as he keep moving his hands in circles harsh on her tits but in no time she was moving backwards apparently very needy to open her legs more and position, doing all the work.

Yes, to take what she wanted from him, all right, do it, use me like you please sentinel, Arthur swallow saliva and lick his lips getting into a better position for her to move free.

-Oh my the sentinel is impatient… –he reminded her completely hypnotized for the way her boobs moved even inside the thigh and delicate laced bra but Nora wouldn’t listen, she was too busy holding his cock and moving her thong to a side of her legs sliding down on his length, both moaning slowly and enjoying the wet and warm sensation. Especially Arthur that moved his head back yesyesyes he need this so bad.

And she was so wet, she needed this too, her insides were so addictive…by their own his hips started to move up and down, just a bit wishing for more friction, flexing his knees and feets to be on a better position and at least be able to pound a bit inside.

-Ar-Arthur…ah…-her moans were such a beautiful song, it encourages him to move, Nora also did her part and positioned better to join their hands an cross their fingers, he raised them and the woman use the new holding to start jumping onto his cock so fast and rought he wouldn’t believe how she was behaving 10 minutes ago, apparently she cant hold a façade anymore, she had needs and Nora satisfy her needs as soon she has the chance and it was just fine, Arthur will do it, he will stay there for her, he will put his best so she can use him as she needs…

-You are so hot –a pleading came from his mouth as his legs raised and open to have more control over his hips and be able to move by his own too, she jumped and ride his cock just fine but both were in total need for more, the way her ass crashed against his cock make his head light and atched for more.

Nora didn’t weight much, she was skinny and light but oh my he never expected such a petite figure to move so rough and savage, it didn’t happen frequently but a lot of times she would lost control and just tear him apart, she wasnt heavy but yet did her best to crush her ass down to reach more deep and it was amazing. She surely fights as savage as she fucks.

-Ah yesyesyes! –her screams make him smile like a fool, he used his elbows to stand and have a better view and my what view, her face of pure pleasure was a boost of how he was the one pounding inside her and making her feel good, it makes him so hard that even inside her his erection hurt and felt too overwhelming, too much, too beautiful.

-So wet! So good!–he said in a whisper hypnotized looking at her boobs going up and down, Nora will close her eyes unconsciously and he would take the chance to place his hands on her thighs and impale her, making her scream surprised and in pure bliss.

-Ar-Arthur! Yes! –her hands moved back and place over his knees, using them as holdings to raise her own hips and keep riding faster.

-Use me -the smell of sex now present in the room was involving his senses –im yours, use me -fuck he was starting to talk hot nonsense but it become something he did because she loves to talk during sex and he loves her cocky smile while she talks

-Oh yeah? –she paced a bit the rhythm, still using her hands to hold on his knees, now moving her hips in circles over his dick oh my god it was so good, his head turned back unconsciously closing his eyes to enjoy more –your cock is mine to please myself?

There it was, that beautiful red smile he couldn’t see because she was fucking him too well –always –he said griping in the sheets- whenever you need

That sentence turned on Nora more if it was possible breaking in a good sense something inside her.

-You are my personal bitch? –ohmymymymy Arthur snapped and look at her, still riding him up and down, eyes loosing between her legs were both were melting against the other juices- the bitch always has his cock ready for me? –if it was anybody else he would stop and say something no matter the situation but it was her and that comment make him SO HOT. Damn he was being fucked silly.

-Im yours! –he grunted and close his eyes feeling a bit ashamed and vulnerable but still turned on by the situation, his elbows slide a bit down on the sheets as his head moved back and lay.

-Keep like that baby –oh yes another thing Nora did while sex was playing with their age difference for some reasons, almost never aknowleage that fact in any situation but yes during sex and he loved it, he loved being at the mercy of this big strong woman, he wanted to be used and ruled by her, squeezed by her warm wet pussy.

She started to ride faster again and in no time she was pulling on the tie around his neck, tangling the leash in her knuckles thight sliglhy choking him, ok ok ok it wasn’t bad, his head was a bit warm and bt moments it wasn’t easy to breath but she wasn’t doing it in purpose, head looking at any other direction and eyes closed, focusing on satisfying her own pleasure, moaning and screaming loud, clearly enjoying and how will be him so inconsiderate to stop her by such a little thing? If she was so focused on her own then let her…

Its not like he cant handle a bit of choking…and the leash coming out from his neck also look amazing, Nora holding the leash look amazing, he had his strong woman on top of him and it was sooooo hot.

She was moving so rough that even the sound of her asscheeks and his balls was audible with the wet sounds of their sexs meeting.

By times there was moments were Arthur lacks of air, mouth getting dry trying to breath from the mouth opening it also to moan, he also feels good, amazing, but the choking was…still, he rejected the idea of interrupting her, Nora looks so beautiful jumping on his cock.

Change of pose, now her hand was on his hip bone, holding and using it as a support to keep moving her hips on his cock, the way her boobs moved forward make the elder eyes almost snap from his face interested in that view, still, the hold of the leash became tighter, she was playing with the long lace between her fingers as she keep moving and oh my it was becoming a bit difficult to breath… coughing low sometimes…she wouldn’t listen to him, surely the whole Prywen will be hearing them right now

-Nora…-he would call, it was strange but he didn’t feel like cumming yet, maybe it had something to be with the lack of air or how his brain wasn’t functioning correctly…he could keep going like she asked anyway and that was amazing but he had a lot between his chest and the leash wanting to come out …but he does feel something growing and growing more and more that he was used, like, this feeling was so much intense than his normal orgasm…-Nora…! –when he call again she pull the leash again, this time choking.

-Please keep going! –she say still riding. Arthur was starting to feel a pain on his ball, unsure of it was from her body crashing there or because he was holding an orgamsn in some way, still, he didn’t want to disappoint, she needed him, she needed his hard cock right now- don’t stop baby! –how can he say no? his fingers tangle on the sheets and between all the effort he made a smile for her, for a glimpse Nora look at his face and he felt so fortunate, the prewar goddess look at him- you are so handsome –just like he worshipped here, she does too, and he loved that, it was reciprocate from both, Arthur wasn’t just a cock and that’s all, she liked him entirely

She really had him bewitched, he could be just fine her bitch, his walking hard cock waiting for her juices, she had him spelled and enchanted with her love juices right now so bad. Lacking of air just for the sake of her orgamsn was a thing he would never think on doing before but now she looks so beautiful and she wasn’t even naked, super sexy in that lingerie but he didn’t see a nipple today yet!

-Fuck…-he whisper low, coughting, the tip of his fingers turning blue as some of his limbs feel heavy and sore but everything was worth it because her walls were squeezing him more and more, the sensation becoming better with each second, she was close, all he was holding right now was to make her orgasm by her own and…

-Im close-she finally said, making him have less fear for his life- im close im close…-its okay, he can hold, hecanhecanhecan- Arthur…-she call for him but wouldn’t look, and better not because the man could swear his face was all blue, he could feel the red at least, and the heat and sweat- please don’t stop don’t! –so beautiful, she looks so beautiful and...ohshitno Nora pull more of the leash moving even his head in the way, taking him forward but she wouldn’t notice- yes! Yesyesyes yes! More! –the man will try to stay awake and not pass he wanted to see the motion she work so hard, wanted to see her orgasm hit all her body, her legs twitch and fall- im so close baby please don’t stop! Ah! -the way her insides where squeezing his cock turned him crazy but the lack of air and the choking on his neck was turning so painful, not painful good, painful babad painful danger! – ah! Ah! im coming! –but he cant stop! He cant turn her down! Nora keep thrusting herself onto his cock and even he was twitching close, at the edge- Arthur! i…i! –her mouth open in a way that expose her lips in such a magnificent picture that put the man at the edge, did the best to keep on- im coming! -her eyebrows narrow at the same time a loud cry left her mouth, doing even eco, the warm squirt of her insides bathed his cock and in a moment of weakness confused by the strong climax she released the leash, Arthurs neck instantly gets relief and his head fall back, now able to breath and gain back some air, he let his body flow to breathing and follow her cumming inside, spurting his seed on her.

Both breathe with effort, taking air, Nora exhausted and Arthur really trying to fill his lungs, his legs twisted a bit as his balls squeeze and his cock twitch, still shooting his contained load inside and oh my it was dense

-Milk me mommy…-he talk with a lot of effort between gasp of air, voice cracked and in pain.

-I can feel you…-she still had her eyes closed, feeling weak and all sensitive, tired, she did good today- is so good

Ohyes he loved when she received his seed.

-You are beautiful…-welp the man loosed it a bit, between the strong orgasm and the lack of air in his brain it was difficult to connect thoughts

The ties around his neck were present, but now the air can travel from the nose to every part of his body, his chest was going up and down so hard that it call the woman attention, the rhythm of his breath wasn’t normal even if this booty session was extraordinary, she open her eyes very slowly trying to not feel sleepy until…

-Arthur!? –she asked scared, going down taking him by the shoulders, then by the position of her hands she gasped and see what was the problem –oh my god im so sorry! –mmmm don’t be!

She untied the lace string quick and toss it outside, moving him by the shoulders quickly, trying to snap him to reality

-Its okay…-me mumble dizzy and in pain, he was happy she was satisfied, an honorable sacrifice

-Are you alright!? –oh shit his face was all purple and his skin was so hot! Even his eyes were kinda out of place!

-Just give me five…-he said trying to recompose, he would try to close his eyes but Nora wouldn’t let him completely scared

-Im so sorry! –shitshitshit she didn’t want to hurt him! She was just fooling around! Even the veins on his neck were all big and inflamed noooooooo she didn’t want to asfixiate elder Maxson! –im never doing this again I promise!

Oh no, definetly not, a bit of asfixia wouldn’t ruin this…

With all his forces he lift the cold tip of her fingers an place his sore hand on her thigh, palming it –don’t say that.

-Im sorry! –gosh his eyes were all watery.

-Don’t be -the other hand make an okay sign, Nora swallow saliva down and help him to stand on his back to recompose and breath air, he needed at least a can of water and lots and lots of care. Her poor baby bitch.

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Follow me inside the wastelands - Chapter 26 -Arthur Maxson x Female Sole Survivor Fanfic

Hello to the ten maybe twenty people who keeps reading this fic 26 chapters later…its funny because I don’t see you in the numbers but I see you when I make an update. Which makes me wonder where the hell are the 60 people of chapter two, maybe in the middle of the road…and it’s a long road

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The radrain didnt stop until a month and a week later from the latest events, Arthur had a bit of remorse for how things ended up last time…but not that much, he was tired. Know that this situation wasn’t normal but if knocking up somebody would be this problematic better spare himself…

A week after the radrain stop he received another letter, not from Nora, from the Longfellow old man, he was at the entrance of the airport delivering that letter and damn it was a miracle that he remembers who he was to accept it and not shoot at him, thing is that it wasn’t exactly a letter from Nora, but from Maccready, if it was really him of course, he didn’t know his calligraphy to judge if it was really him or not…

“She is at Sanctuary and will be for another pair of weeks if you want to pay a visit”

Cool, thanks for the notice…

He make a ball of the note, playing with it nervous on his hands and swallow saliva…yeah…yeah…lets pay a visit…

A paladin and a few soldiers should be enough, she says to always park the ventibird in the Red Rocket station since it’s the designated place for air vehicles…According with scribe Nereah power armor isn’t necessary for now, strong winds move all the radiation to another side this days so the air and the sky are clean to move freely, that’s what he expect of Nora doing outside too.

So he did, take a paladin and a few soldiers on a ventibird and move there, doubt that anyone but Nora will attack him…if that happens of course… he hopes to be able to take down a pregnant woman in case of anything, never did it before, its not like he wants to do it but…lately he don’t know anything…

At arriving at the station he knew that everybody in Sanctuary will be aware of his presence, so be it, but anyway he told the paladin and the soldiers to stay aside and just watch any weird movement in the settlement, if they hear shootings of course to come and help but nothing more than that, just in case of an emergency scenario.

But even before placing a foot down on the ground he saw at the wooden bridge a patrol of minutemens with…a pregnant lady in a blue vault suit. He swallows saliva and walk towards them. Meeting Nora, looking at her in the eyes avoiding to look at her belly. It wasn’t the only thing he wanted from her of course

At standing one in front of the other he wanted to talk and say anything, not really having something planned, before they didn’t have all this problems to communicate but now he felt like nothing more needs to be said even if there was a lot of talk to be done. But she did first. She talk first- Come on, lets go to my house to talk.

Arthur sighted and relax his shoulders, sometimes they understand the other too well

Of course he didn’t want their private drama to be part of his soldiers and hers but they need protection constantly from their positions.

Walking along her felt good and correct in another time but now it feels…odd…it gives him bad vibes, he hated that, wished everything to be as before but…no…his eyes slip to her rounded belly, his child was there now, and he loved it, this was all worth for him, maybe not easy but yes worth for him. A bad chill press on his spine when he saw the door of her house, the last time he was there maybe…it was when they conceive their child.

Both go inside the house and Nora leaned against the next wall, looking down, hands behind her back.

-Isnt that suit a bit tight?

-Why are you here Arthur? –rude, she always has awful ways to say things

-I suppose you would be here after the rain is over

-Its true, there’s a lot of settlement work to do everywhere, the radstorms leave a lot of damage in people houses…only im not doing it, im giving directions and helping but not much

-Im glad you aren’t…-he stay in silence for a moment, looking at the ground before looking up again- Nora its over –she look at him, not saying anything- you are five months now what do you expect to happen? You are even taking care of yourself, its not like you expect to loose it and free yourself from this –her hands moved to her belly, only to the sides.

-Taking care of it is something that it just felts natural and correct to do…I pass through this before…but I never expect it to happen again less with you.

-When you ask your husband down in the vault 111 about being happy again weren’t you talking about me? –he was quite sad about that

-Yes…and I was right, it did end horribly like with the last person I take down there

-It didn’t end, im not saying anything about an end, I keep looking for you because I don’t want it to end

-You know why im here? Why I still am a brotherhood soldier? –what? That only confuse Arthur- because I killed Danse –what does a thing have to do with the other? Nora sobbed, and look up trying to contain the tears in her eyes to not fall down her cheeks- If Danse would stay alive I would align with the institute just for his sake, but I killed him

-You killed him because I order you, he was synth and an spy…-he didn’t get it.

-No, I didn’t follow your orders, I killed Danse because I was mad I couldn’t convince him to run away with me, I confessed my feelings expecting it would change his mind and he say he can only look at me as a sister, I was mad, I let a fury consume me and I killed him taking the opportunity because I was so mad to be rejected after wanting him for so long…but not for the good of the Brotherhood…because I resented him –now tears were going down her cheeks, this was the second time Nora talks about killing someone because a fury consume her

So…Danse was the other guy everybody talk about. But they never were a thing.

-What does this have to do with our baby? So much time passed…-well it does feel like shit knowing that your woman has feelings for other person not gonna lie, but it doesn’t matter that much since he is dead a long time now

-If he choose to stay with me I would align with the institute to keep him secured by my side for sure

-With the same son you kill because of the atrocities he made? –this was bullshit, an attempt to make him go away.

-Or the railroad maybe I don’t know im…-she moved her hands to the sides of her head

-Confused, because this has nothing to do with our child, with me…with us…-Arthur step in front of her and place his hands on the sides of her belly, feeling it warm and heavy on his palms.

-I loved him, he was my best friend –Nora was sobbing, and as much her words were a stab on the chest they were discussing something far much important- and I was so mad for so little…I killed him, he didn’t deserve it

-Nora I told you before that you don’t have to be a saint all the time, you have the right to feel and you are pretty aware of it, you feel and do all the time –lets just forget the Danse subject shall we? It hurts him too, remembering your best friend hurts so much

-Don’t you see that I don’t choose the brotherhood? That I didn’t choose you!? -oh no she wouldn’t pull him away with this- if would choose anything else if he was still alive!

-Bullshit, you look after me for months, what we have is real and you can’t deny it, enough with this nonsense

-I would never choose an hypocrite with tech parts –now he did separate, doing circles on the floor walking almost laughing.

-You are so desperate, have nothing against me, you don’t wanna just admit that there’s absolutely no reason for this drama –she looks ashamed behind all the tears and the red nose.

-No…i…

-Come on, if you didn’t have an abortion until now, when? You want this baby, and don’t have a real problem with me…because I didn’t give you any single reason…ever

-Do you really want someone like me to be the mother of your child? –someone with an unclear goal, who flips sides all the time, who doesn’t like the idea of being a mother again

-This isn’t about me! –Arthur pointed at her with a sarcastic smile, cornering her in her own trap- I don’t get why five months later we keep discussing the same thing but yes! I do! For god sake I do!...-he stay in silence, looking at his sad dog face thinking carefully before talking- listen to me…I been working really hard…this half year…due to the results and achievements we both –he pointed at himself and her- had…I been promoted…

-You are already elder what biggest promotion would you need? –she was confused, still sobbing.

-I been talking and negotiate with other elders in California…contacting them back, they recognize my authority over Lyons…is not just my soldiers, my followers like they used to call them…I don’t have a cult…they recognize mine as a chapter of the brotherhood with no doubt…im no longer on Lyons shadow.

God. Nora close his eyes, its true, Arthur have his own problems too, and never take the time to think on them. Be at his side.

-And? –she moved close to him, taking his hands, feeling awful about never care about him, its true, she place all her drama in his shoulders and never care about his problems, her own hands tremble but this is the minimum she can do about it, even if it was useless and one attempt to feel herself better.

-We can go Nora, we can go away –he look at their hands together.

-I don’t get it.

-We can travel away from the Commonwealth, settle in somewhere else –she shook her head to the sides.

-What?

-You have horrible memories and experiences of this place, this land, lets go away, make new ones, the three of us…

-Can we do that? –Nora was so confused

-Yes! I have everything prepared…im just waiting for you…for our son…

She loose his hands, but Arthur put his on her shoulders, moving her head with his to look into her eyes.

-I…I don’t know…I have so many things here…

-This place only give you suffering the more you are here, lets go away from this memory’s, make some new ones with me and our child

Her breathing accelerates, a lot.

-I don’t think I can

-Nora it’s a chance for us

-But what about the minutemens…

-You can pass the power so someonelse, forget it, you are a sentinel you can work anywhere

-What do you mean

-I want us to be happy together

-I was happy before the baby! –she screamed, pulling away from his grip walking around the house nonononononono

-You weren’t happy before –Arthur follow her.

-Maybe –again, she grabbed the sides of her head.

-We can be all happy together, away from the horrors of the commonwealth

-I don’t know I have so many things to do…-Arthur place his palms in her cheeks, making her look into his blue eyes, she melted into that gaze.

-Im here just waiting for you Nora, I not leaving without you…but we can heal together away from this place

-The wastelands horrors are everywhere…my malnourished slim little kid –oh gosh she remembers

-They are, but together we are stronger…-her eyes fill with tears and Arthur hug her, pulling her against her chest, kissing on her head while she sobbed.

-I have to think of it…-why?- there’s so much im leaving behind

-You made a manual in case of death, what more do you need? Consider yourself dead and come with me, in case you died for any reason somebody else have to take your place anyway…

-Well I prefer you to have my caps ally…-true, logically true

-This door is open for us, only together, you told me a lot of times you wanted to travel away from the Commonwealth, this is not your old home anymore

-I don’t know if I will fit good as a mom no matter the place

-Im also becoming a dad –she look up at him, taking a breath, closing her eyes before hiding her face on her neck

-I have to think on it

Well

She didn’t say no but…that wasn’t a yes…and knowing her…she was saying no for sure. She didn’t want to follow him into the wastelands.

Arthur separate, and place a hand on her belly, it was the biggest he had seen until now and he believes…it was going to be the biggest he see forever…He feared not seeing her again for some reason stiching in the back of his neck and it didn’t feel like a common fear.

He took a long breath, look up trying to hold the tears, not wanting to take out his hand from there. He feared not being able to touch there again.

-Nora please

-I just have some things to do…

-I love you –he said out from the heart, but he knew that wouldn’t break her, wouldn’t reach her…

-I love you too

Not really, both stop loving each other with the same intensity as before. And that break Nora and Arthur hearts.

-Does it move? The baby –the question take Nora by surprise- its five month your exams are good you should feel something

-You have no idea –what does that mean? – it hits hard for only being five months…

-You are big –maybe too big for five months only, but he never see a full healthy pregnancy before, always on sick and malnourished womans. Nora put his hands over her belly, pressing them down over the leather of the vault suit

-Maybe too big for any suit

-Don’t worry, I can get as many comfortable clothes you need

-Ill give you an answer later…-that was a no, Arthur give up for today with grief, he move his hands away separating but the second before pulling…he swear he felt something against his palm.

-You know ill be waiting…im not leaving without any of you

-I know…

The elder will leave that day with the feeling on his palm of…something pressing hard against it…and the round sensation of her warm belly.

He took the ventibird at the Red Rocket station with the paladin and the soldiers waiting for him back to the Prydwen, the whole journey he would think on his pregnant woman and his 5 months child moving inside her, really moving. Soldiers can see that the elder was tired, defeated, again, today wasn’t a victory for him, the sentinel was being too rough and difficult to seduce.

That day Arthur decided that if she was going to stay at Sanctuary working unable to convince her, he would infiltrate an spy between the minutemens lines, not for anything more than just watch her and inform about her everyday and well being

He needed to be in some form…present…for her and their son if she didn’t allow it.

But he wouldn’t use a soldier from his own forces, he asked the other elders for an external intelligence soldier to come to the Commonwealth for a secret mission, not because his were unable but they all know Nora and had connections to her, maybe someone loyal to her and her triumphs will snitch on him. I mean if the elder ask you on a mission it was important if course but there may be some friendships or closeness involved since she was such an important soldier from so long, she started from initiate and had a big link…to Danse…one of the most popular and beloved Paladins…even if his name faded in time because his anti-synth campaign did good results.

Maybe it wasn’t moral, but he wanted to know what was up with his family, she didn’t want him close because of her own traumas and honestly he can’t travel everyday and mobilize a group to protect him, he had duties and responsibilities to do. Maybe she had hers to, he wouldn’t deny that, but clearly…their thing was dying, she didn’t want him close. He offer everything.

The only single thing he didn’t offer was to end up the pregnancy, and even if he offer it not only now it was too late he doubted it would improve something.

Maybe the baby really change the things, as it was expected of course it would change things…but he wished for things to get only better and they didn’t. He puts too much confidence in this relationship. It break his heart having this realizations but…It would be foolish to continue complaining after 5 months. That’s it. Its over.

He kick the table in his quarters with a small kick, but still one of the bottles of vodka fell, not spill…looking at the transparent bottle make him realize how much passed since he stopped drinking…before Nora he drink at least one shoot a day, and now this bottle was in the table as decoration mostly since year and half…

Maybe he needed a drink today.

The spy was introduced two weeks later in Sanctuary, as a citizen of the Commonwealth who came to work and live from the radio transmissions.

For an entire month he followed Nora and Maccready from the shadows, giving weekly reports to the elder of this chapter and everything seem…normal…apparently she gives directions and orders only, organizes patrols and logistics. She doesn’t eat in the communal dinners. Wakes up early to do…small labor, like cleaning the streets and moving the cattle, lately they were fencing the surroundings of the “isle” that is Sanctuary.

But she is big, bigger than any pregnant woman that the spy have ever seen for her time, it couldn’t be a thing of prewar genes.

Maccready was around, and specifically says in the report, around enough to not bother and not be noticed. It was almost like he was the spy of Maccready and Maccready was the sentinel spy. The spy suspected that Maccready had a slightly idea of what he was doing here, but not his identity.

Should he warn Maccready? Or it would be too much? Two spys over a single person…

Nah, he didn’t need to know that much.

Two weeks later. Nora ambushed the spy against a wall and put a knife on his neck.

Not using force by any methods, just corner him walking around in one garden, walking at his side was enough for her to push him lightly against a wall and since the spy knew that she was the pregnant mother of elder Maxson child he wouldn’t do anything to defend himself to not causa an accident.

Nora had the card of being the general of this place, almost like Hancock in Goodneighbord, she can do…a lot of questionable stuff that usually would be excused as something she does to protect Sanctuary, so pushing and menacing a settler against a wall…was something nobody would question at all. She had a good enough image so this wouldn’t bother at all.

-Let me go! –say the spy, not actually scared about the knife on his neck, acting to not break character.

-You think I wouldn’t notice eventually an spy in my home? –she said spitting in his face, taking another knife out of…he couldn’t really know where but Nora take lessons from Hancock on how to be a good mayor- so, who send you? I think I was in good terms with the railroad

-Im not an spy!

-Drop the act dumbass, it will make it easy for you

-Please I beg you! –a raider gang maybe? This guy didn’t look that weird

-You know I never had the chance to interrogate someone on court before the bombs dropped…this may be a good practice –she said before giving him a hard punch in the stomach, when the man fell to the ground beated by pain she sat on his back and use both hands and knifes, one under his neck and the other up behind the head. Shit this was no good at all.

-Believe me im not a spy! I swear!

-Not good enough, keep trying

The spy can see from the side of his eyes how people were coming over them, noticing the odd and violent situation happening in the peaceful settlement, damn if more people joined this would be more and more dangerous for him.

-You are making a mistake general!

-Maccready, give me a hand over here, hold his feet

Oh no, not him precisely. Both man exchanged looks and…damn he understand the situation, he understand who he was and what he was doing there.

-If you weren’t pregnant ill already be free! –its true, he can’t harm her, she was carrying the son of the elder, if by any chance she receives any harm that would be his end, better summit and not move a muscle

-You sure buddy? –she asked all cocky

-Just because you are the general doesn’t mean you can do this!

-Nora –Robert call her securing the man ankles, she look at him with a bit of effort due to keeping the concentration on her prey –we need to talk

-What? –she said getting off the spy with her legs to knee in the ground next to him, still with the knifes on his neck, loosing a bit of control cutting slighy the flesh making the spy jump a bit when Maccready come close to whisper on her ear his concerns. Whisper whisper whisper…-that fucker –was that an insult to elder Maxson? That will go in the report –you –Nora call him taking the knifes out and kicking the side of his body while Maccready secured his wrist- come with us

This wasn’t an experience she needs as a pregnant woman, less with the belly at this stage but oh well she can still move good without problem

-Let me go! –scream the spy while Maacready make him stand to walk to Noras house, at getting inside Codsworth understand the situation with the strange man and move besides her to protect his pregnant maam.

-Come on, I said that resisting will do it more difficult for you –the raider talk was something that really entertained Nora

-Again! Im not a spy! –Maacready kick him in the calves making the man curl in pain, the mercenary took the chance to sit him down in a chair, not tying him up, standing behind.

-Hey General –call the mercenary to the woman on the other side on the room- do you still have the Throatslicer? –well that name sound intimidating

-Oh yeah, what a great idea –she said with a bright smile, in the moment she leave the room the handy robot behind her pull out a circular saw, just pull it out but when she came back throw something to Maccready in the air –here you go!- and stand against a wall, placing her hands on her belly

-So –said the mercenary catching a rusted knife, just placing it in his shoulder, securing it the grip with his fingers, letting the blade between his neck and shoulder- are you going to make it easy? For you, specially

-I don’t know what more do you need to convince you im not a spy

His brotherhood training didn’t let him fear a hostage situation but this was taking too long to change, I mean he assumed this was a situation it could happened and for a month he did it pretty well but…she is a sentinel, of course this wouldn’t last too much.

-What is a scar or two? –said the mercenary before strabbing him in the right shoulder by the front, taking by surprise the brotherhood spy who tried to stand from the chair but the mercenary wouldn’t let him, pulling him down again in the chair, stabbing him in the left shoulder now- heres goes the second! –the soldier tried to fight and use his arms to defend himself but the wounds there make his grip all weak

-Let me! Im swear im not a spy! –his voice cracked in pain, still in the other side on the room, Nora was watching

-Robert –she called him, the mercenary close his arms around his neck to avoid him from running away –an ear

-You cant be serious –said the spy taking a breath- im not what you think! –the opens on his shoulders were getting hot from the blood coming out

-Do it –she said as the Mister Handy robot leave her side and move closer with the flamer and the circular saw, to menace him to stay in place as the mercenary pull one of his ears and place a knife in the union between the ear and his head- you can talk you know?

-Please don’t! –ok the acting wasn’t working, she wasn’t softening and he was really doing his best to not drop the image of an innocent settler. When the knife started to cut a bit of skin the spy overventilated and surrender-Ill do it! –like a professional, Maccready stopped but move the knife to his neck again, were there was a bit of blood flowing down too.

-Will you talk? –she said getting closer.

-Yes! –oh no the wounds on his shoulders were really really bleeding

-Alright, but the knife stays there –a sadistic smile appeared on her face, the woman take out 2 syringes, one of med-x and another of stimpack from whoever knows were…-see this buddy? Im giving it to ya when we are done

-Im bleeding –his clothes were all wet and the metallic smell from blood was all over the place

-Don’t worry, I don’t have rugs anymore in this house, too much bloodstains to clean

-So who is your boss? –ask the mercenary moving the knife around

The spy didn’t want to talk at all but…

-The brotherhood…

-Weird you don’t recognize him–said Maccready to Nora.

-Odd to me too, doesn’t act and move like an initiate neither, what are you doing in this side of the commonwealth fella?

He didn’t want to talk at all

-Im sure there’s plenty of interesting places around to sneak your noses more than this old neiberhood –mutter the mercenary into the spy ear

-Not if the sentinel is not around –said the spy, Nora look confused at him.

-Me? Why me?

-I believe is pretty big obvious Nora –when Robert said that Nora give a kick to the air and look at the ground

-let me tell you something –said the woman walking slowly towards him- you can still de your work around –Maccready raise an eyebrow confused, the spy too- yeah…you can stay here…-she said with a smile, the spy swallow saliva at seeing that curve- you can even write this conversation in your report –she wasn’t mentioning the elder at all, but it was implied- in fact I want you to specifically communicate this so listen up –the woman knee in front of him looking at his terrified eyes, it wasn’t easy to keep the composure in front of someone with so many raider vibes- you can watch me, follow me, try to sneak into my secrets…but you will fail, one day I will disappear out of nothing and there will be no sight of me at all, I will be out of your sight so youll have nothing to report at all more than your failure, I swear ill make you fail you mission stupid toy

The man swallow again feeling a void in his stomach.

-You will let me around?

-Yeah, you can still do settlement work, live and eat our food –she stand up, looking big and powerful, menacing- are you a brotherhood soldier or a third party?

-A brotherhood soldier –Nora make a sign with the head to Maccready and the man put the knifes down, lifting him up from the chair as she stands back.

-Never see you before –she said as dropping the med-x an the stimpack to the ground, not breaking them, just letting them fall, one of the syringes having a small crack on the sides spilling the content by little drops- you are lucky I don’t let a brother or a sister down, go away sucker

The spy knee down trying to pick up the syringes before the liquid spills on the ground and loose the chance to heal a bit, his arms and shoulders hurts like hell but he was able to move enough to pick the items, as soon he got them between his fingers doing that regrettable show the mercenary pull the neck of his coat and use the force to take him out of the house as Nora open the door, throwing him outside like a pile of trash, not caring if he crashed against the floor.

Door was smashed in front of the spy face, who take the chance to inject the stimpack and the med-x in his shoulders, feeling the burning of the cuts in his neck still present

Inside the house Nora pull the hairs at the side of her face, having a burnout of stress.

But she will keep her word.

The spy was still around, walking, working, eating, sleeping, defending the settlement, going on patrols searching for problems nearby…she wouldn’t look at him in the eye, others would direct him but there he was, still around, no one was kicking him. Yes, other settlers were suspicious of his attitudes and manners, because of the show, of course if the general menace you with a knife against a wall and then interrogates you in her house you won’t be seen as well as before by other people specially if they loved her so much but…he was still around.

He will write this to the elder in his report, repeat everyword of her, specially the menaces and comments about him. But after that report others followed, others that will look like more like before the discovers the spy, saying that the days were normal, that she was working around and directing things as usual, not talking to him its true but…just like before…her pregnancy look normal, growing everyday a bit more.

Its like she wanted the spy around.

At 7 month, she will stop using the vault suits to change it for dresses, like a Laundered denim dress, surely because she doesn’t fit anymore in other clothes and they were too tight to move around with her gigant belly…and a Old fisherman's hat, not sure why so ugly but it must be to protect from the sun. Something was odd with that pregnancy, she was too big, really big.

But a week later after that…she keep her word…and disappear…the spy lost track of her for two more entire weeks. She vanished in the air. He would ask around to the people or what they acted like his bosses, not only no one wanted to answer much because it wasn’t really their business to get in trouble because the newbie was asking too much but because they didn’t know either.

He wrote the elder about it, about her dissaparence, how she wasn’t around, she wasn’t working on the settlement but apparently didn’t leave because everybody that would be her companion was around. Even Maccready.

She wasn’t dead, there was no movement if that was the case but everything was still so organized and fine that it couldn’t be, she was directing people from somewhereelse.

The spy started to panic and get dessesperate nonononono he loose his objective, he performed horribly in this mission, the spying was a fiasco, the cover up was a mess…and now the sentinel is gone! His discontent was starting to be visible because of how many people he was asking to get more information about the sentinel whereabouts, so visible that the man that almost cut one of his ears approach him one night, with a letter.

-Give this to elder Maxson –was the only thing the mercenary said to him

The spy delivers the letter to the airport with another soldier connections, not wanting to face the elder Maxson at all, arguing that he wanted to return to the settlement to see some new movement happening.

Maxson open the letter with full frustration knowing the situation from previous reports, she was so slippery to any of his plans.

“Nora is doing fine, healthy according to Curies report” said the letter Maccready read “Ill update you about her status but since she is not going out for a while…”going out? So she was underground? Oh his poor brain was trying to extract and read between lines as many information as possible”Changing, but since she is not my woman I will not look at that”Oh he can understand the meaning of that, still, Nora was barely still his woman at this point ”I don’t think she is ready even at this time, if you send some goods…ill deliver them to her “So the mercenary have access to whenever she was “I try to convince her everyday that she doesn’t have to do this alone, I lost my wife and I don’t think any protection is enough for the ones we love, she would do good in have you at her side, a little extra more of protection” is she the only who don’t see how unnecessary this is? Apparently she doesn’t bad mouth of him at all, if this letter was truly written with sincerity of course”Since I don’t have as many time as before ill leave you the details of my payment in the dorso of this letter, as you see and heard im doing fine my part of protecting her” of course, this man was working for his son Duncan “You are going to receive more letters from me, she is at the end stage and you deserve to be informed as well” oh gosh she really was the problem everybody understand him so well “Dunkan wasn’t fond of your offer and I wasn’t fond of leaving him again after being separated, I know you will take care of your son well as I do with mine, anyway, Nora doesn’t know about this letters, doesn’t have a way to, so ill keep informing you how things are going”

Arthur look at the back and there was drawings and instructions of apparently a place to leave the payment in caps secured until he has time to look them again, of course he wouldn’t have time if he has to be around Noras side.

It was useless to keep searching more hidden things in this letter content, it was pretty clear, I mean clean and vague because it doesn’t say much but there was no seconds intentions at least from a man that wasn’t as smart as her, Maccready was just an ignorant mercenary, doesn’t have the capability to write something more deep or do more than just…killing…performing his job…

So…she was…fine…

And changing…

Arthur prepared a package of things she left behind here in the Prydwen, at some point in their relationship she became comfortable enough to bring a few of her most beloved possessions to his quarters thinking it was their forever spot, new and beautiful dresses, clothes of all kind, magazines, books, hair products…she surely needed them since well its difficult to find this odds in the commonwealth.

By making this items go he was…letting an important part of their past together go to…separate…

But she needed them, his son would need clean sheets and blankets too, so he prepared a package to send…

Clothes and underwear for her, towels, infant clothes and a pacifier for their child he asked from the California chapters, clean sheets and blankets, a bottle for babys milk…even if he wanted to hold it feeding his child…he let that thought go away, didn’t need it right now doesn’t know how things are going to develop once the baby is born, he was living day by thay this tortuous situation…wiping sheets, soap, shampoo, purified water cans, cloth diapers for change as underwear for the baby…

Food he supposed she has…wasn’t going to fill space on things she wouldn’t eat…

Meds supply like rags, cotton, alcohol, clean surgery items, pillows, antibiotics…

Arthur was letting some of her things go away from his quarters with all the pain in the word, hating everysecond, but he do this for his child, now his child was the most important thing in the world. If the zeppelin by some reason exploded, he would run away to look after his child immediately.

The package will be delivered to Sanctuary directly…and hopefully if Maccready gives the goods to Nora, his spy will be able to locate her again. Hopefully.

A last pair of gifts for Nora were placed in the package, this feels like a coffin to their relationship, but she was the mother of his child and she would surely appreciate it, she was giving him something important, something she apparently never wanted but…do it for him. As she said, this was her solution.

At vault 111 Nora open the package that Maccready and Preston sneak in secret in the middle of a cold night with guards around securing the perimeter, knowing there was spys of the brotherhood nearby, being the most careful as possible to not snitch the general secret private quarters in Sanctuary…this will be her private spot for the last days of the pregnancy. She secured herself with Codsworth and Curie as her only company, but if Maccready and Preston were careful…they can be around sometimes, a few, maybe once a week.

Inside the package there was a box with supply’s and…it was surrounded by bloomed roses, open, bright red with a with a beautiful aroma of roses that enveloped Nora as soon as she opened the package seeing that spectacle took her breath away but the fresh watermelon that was among the provisions made her eyes water.

Gosh she never wanted things to end this way.

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I do this videos for my fanfics. To use as references. The chapter that mentions the place in my Arthur Maxson x Fem Sole Survivor is this one: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14242575/4/Follow-me-inside-the-wastelands

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I do this videos for my fanfics. To use as references. The fic that mentions the place in my Paladin Danse x Sole Survivor is this one:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14228593/1/Being-awake

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Do you know that Paladin Danse and Maxson takes buffout? Danse lectures you about it

I write fanfics so i often need this video as location references since i cant always open the game to check out. Truth is kinda lied about some places...like Maxson quarters having multiple rooms, Paladin Danse room having a bathroom, a gym (even if in the concept art there is tho), public showers...

My fic is mostly around the Prydwen, its an Arthur Maxson x Fem Sole Survivor: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14242575/21/Follow-me-inside-the-wastelands

Escribo fanfics así que necesito estos videos como referencia de las locaciones ya que no puedo abrir siempre el juego. La realidad es que aveces miento un cachito con las locaciones...como que los aposentos de Maxson tiene varias habitaciones...o como que la habitación de Danse tiene baños...o como que hay gimnasio (eso aparece en concept art igual) o como que hay duchas públicas... Este fic por ejemplo transcurre en su mayoría en el Prydwen, es un Arthur Maxson x Fem Sole Survivor:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14242575/21/Follow-me-inside-the-wastelands

Sabían que Maxson y Paladin Danse consumen Musculeína apesar de estar re en contra del consumo de drogas?

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Follow me inside the wastelands - Chapter 3 -Arthur Maxson x Female Sole Survivor Fanfic

This one will be a long fic with a lot of chapters, I already write the concepts. Since I don’t play as Nora in Fallout 4 because Nate for me is the real protagonist the personalities and ideas are pretty fanbased from another fanfics I read

Arthur went to see Nora and the paladin squad leave on the Prydwen that morning, he had no obligation, actually he had better things to do that morning that be around her but last night he feeled…close to her…and he didn’t salute or talk or anything he just appeared when the ventibird was on the station and make an Ad Victoriam sign to her.

If the other paladin and his squad wanted to take it too, the better.

She responded with the Ad Victoriam sign, stranged, before raising flying and disappeared.

Arthur sighted, hopping she was okay in the journey, its not like he can protect her but…

Two weeks passed, the logs and communications from Hardware Town were…good, excelent, amazing news! Yes they needed and asked for many resources but it was normal since they were just installing.

First the sleeping bags, Nora insisted in making separate resting rooms or at least the one they designated separate in sections for brotherhood and minutemen so everybody can have their own belonings to not be public sharing, the brotherhood have sleeping bags and the minutemen beds with matress.

Second, the automated turrets for the outsides and the laser one for the insides.

Third, water.

Fourth, ammo, shit tons of ammo

Fifth, the arrival of the second paladin and his squad, they were going on a mission with the Sentinel and one of his companions to blow up the supermutant settlements around because they were getting their attention and moving around was difficult by being shot by those green bastards.

He didn’t receive any news about that mission until…three days later

Success: all the brotherhood members were at least alive, two knights were injured but considering they were facing at least 10 supermutants by settlement it was okay, just fine, a few bruises and pain in the bones for a while…

Maxson was so impressed, he hadn’t been this amazed by someone since she destroyed the institute a year ago.

He did receive an alert from one of the paladins, that Nora companion this time was again the sniper from the take over Hardware Town operation, that it would be a nice idea to investigate him…just because he warned them about being carefull with Nora external connection, althought even if the men delivered it.

Well hell take note over that MacCready guy…

Six: this time, they cleaned the raiders around the place, 3 raiders settlements in just a one hit operation for each, the paladin descrived it like smashing the door down and start to trow granades and rocket lauchers, the sniper taking down the leaders and stronger ones, and another guest invited by the sentinel, a fighter named Cait that just went inside the explosions to take advantage and the chaos and twist necks and legs.

Okay another one to investigate he supposed…apparently Nora was a super cool person with a lot of easiness to make friends and allys…that was nice to know, she was nice nice.

Seven: not Nora and paladins squad work, but the third paladin squad started to do patrols around to clean the roads, anyway the news about the brotherhood presence around that point of Boston was spreading, even caught Diamond City attention since now the roads were free of dangers, finally the Diamond City guards can rest a bit of shooting at something 24/7.

One of his soldiers give him a newsletter called Publick Occurrences where they mention the action of the brotherhood over the roads, special mention to the blue vault woman they new since so long.

That piece of paper over his hand…even if it was written by a…non educated citizen of Commonwealth…filled him with pride, people were starting to notice them, their service and adchievements. This never happened before, he never had a proof of the peoples opinions, people he was supposed to care and protect and now thanks to Nora…the paper shake In his hands as he take a big breath.

He wanted to thank her.

Arthur Maxson was indeed in debt with her for destroying the institute but this was…so gratifying…

He sent a ventibird to pick her up and bring her to the Prydwen, he even prepare another dinner with a big feast for her delicate appetite but…she never came, instead of the sentinel one of the paladins arrived.

Stating that Nora said she was too bussy to comeback now.

His hearth crushed what the hell this was the first time someone…rejected his…his…what was this anyway? And approach? A gesture? A message? A communication!? He almost wanted to cry out of frustration because he was so eager to see her…

The elder got sosososososososo mad that this time he did the freacking investigations, not because he cared with who she was but…well he cared but it was intelligence work okay? Before the rejection it didn’t matter but now it does.

A gunner and…a fighter of a raider club? What the hell.

Inmature, he recognized how inmature he was being but he was mad of being…changed over so lowrace civilians like that’s…

4 weeks later…it was operational, there was indeed caravans moving, coming in and out the rutes around Hardware Town safe and sound, the base become a post between roads giving people safety to move, if things get complicated in the forest they will run to the roads guarded by the Brotherhood of Steel to seek protection, when they will be given.

It was just a Brotherhood of Steel base, no expending the night inside, no food, no water, no resources, but they can rest in the outsides feeling protected by the soldiers.

The Minutemens sometimes comes to share their food and water when they have news of a lot of people stopping by the base, but that didn’t happened a lot luckily, and it wasn’t their obligation neither.

The 3 paladins reported the success to Maxson, but they also reported that Nora was out of sight since a week ago, that she mention heading to Castle…and nothing more…

If the Minutemens were around, that mean that the sentinel was fine at least, out of sight for the brotherhood but alive for the rest.

Castle was not so far from the Boston Airport, in fact it was a trip in water not so long, they where barely neighbors but…

It doesn’t matter, is not the first time he loose track of her.

He will trow that party anyway, every one did a fine work, they deserved it.

A week later, there was a celebration over the Prydwen.

Some music in the speakers of the Prywen, a small feast for everyone with the overproduction they make out the Minutemens as Nora said…and a lot of people actually having fun. Yeahyeahyeah not everyone on the Prydwen was involved in the new base work over this 7 weeks but a bit of fun wasn’t a bad idea to keep the morale high, it make the soldiers think that everything was better than ever and they can actually afford to have this events, which wasn’t a lie right now so it’s a winwin, everybody partys, take off the overproduction stock of food, raise up the morale…

And he had a bit fun, went down with the soldiers, chat a bit, have some drinks, people were always so nice towards him, no secret intentions, not trying anything, not looking for something…

Something caught his attention at seeing a figure pass by him, a woman, but at seeing her back…obviously didn’t recognize her butt…it was definetly familiar but at looking at her hair…nope…wasn’t the same hairstyle.

The night went down eventually, people started getting sleepy and coming back to their beds and quarters, tomorrow and like always was a day of work and service. Some couples were making out in the darker corners…Arthur crossed his lips at seeing that’s scenes while he walked with a beer on hand to his own quarters…

At steeping up a ladder he head something…unusual.

The Prydwen was a very loud place, a lot of locations of the zeppelin were more louder than others, were the explosive cans of gas were was the loudest because machines were working like crazy to maintain the gigant metal zeppelin in the air but…there it was, the door of the forecastle was letting throught the sound of a radio station.

What the hell?

Most people wouldn’t hear it, but he was so used to the sounds of the Prydwen and their sintonys that this one was weird and out of place.

He was literally the king of the ship, so like nothing he open the door just to found…

A woman was sit on the floor of the plataform, a dog getting up from his rest next to her alarmed that anything that could harm her. She had the legs open, a bottle of beer on one hand, a comic book in the other, and a box of fancy lads on the floor.

At seeing at her face a red pair of lips called his attention.

-Sentinel? –he whisper, her hair was indeed, changed.

-Elder? –she said touching the dog with one of her hands to calm the animal-chill Dogmeat he is good

-What are you doing here? –how the hell was she here was even a better question.

-The night is hot and theres almost no wind, sometimes when the weather is cool I came here to read, since the Prydwen doesn’t move I feel confident relaxing here

Yeah that sounded dangerous…

-Werent you at the party? –she lift up the beer to respond- I thought I see you but…your…-he made a statement about her hair –didn’t recognize you

-I go to the hair saloon in Diamond City frequently, it helps me to camouflage –Maxson raised an eyebrow- you know since you named me sentinel I cannot assist to any party no more…

-Why? –since they were chatting Nora make a sign in a place next to her for him to sit, patting with her hand, Maxson blushed but obeyed, feeling close and intimate to the lady as he place his butt on the metal plataform.

But at the same time he feeled very woozy about being suspended in the air and a instinc told him to grab himself to the next bar as possible, was she brave of the heights or careless?

-Every guy with a beer on thinks is a good idea to try to approach me, its cool to laught with your friends about getting the sentinel in your bed apparently…I mean its not like I cannot turn them down but after five in the same night it turns awkward so…take my beer an preffer to avoid it

-I see…and why here?

-The breeze is nice in a summer night –she had a genuine smile of relaxation, and the elder blushed, then looked down at her legs where the comic book was.

She had this thinn long open legs sitting…black legs in the leather suit of the brotherhood…

The blushing on his face become warmer, she looked like a black widow, thinn long black legs…

-What are you reading? –he asked when his eyes moved around her legs and found a comic book being holded.

-Oh, just a comic, my husband make me a nerd of this ones like him, the traders sell them really cheap so I have a big collection in my quarters already

-You like them?

-I mean is difficult to follow a story with the book 2, 8, 16, 18…but im buying everytime I see one, thing is I have a lot of incomplete titles…

Well that was…interesting to know…

-I tried to contact you…you made an amazing job –he said giving a sip to his beer, caught Nora looking at him.

-I was heading to Castle that day…besides im a sentinel already, you cant congrat me more than this –she laughted a bit and went to drink her own beer, then picked up the fancy lads box and offer one to him –want one?

-Pass, pre-wars aren’t my favourites –he said like nothing but then see a funny smile on her face.

-Well isn’t that a shame? – she whisper before drinking again, this time sip down the bottle.

Wat was that

What the hell

Was that flirting?

Nononono take it back take it back he wanted that he liked pretty much prewars yesyes

-I mean theres a lot of pre-war things I like…-but she keep on drinking, swallowing the liquid down her throat. Wow that’s some resistence – I always admired your capacity to drink in one shot.

-Im going to pee all night…-she said with a stupid smile at finishing, making him laught too, the dog crawled to approach him and ask for a pet at noticing the two of them were close and having fun, Maxson stranged lifted his hand and Nora feeling brave enought grab it, pressing slowly down onto the animals head, moving it slowly to simulate a pet with the mans hand.

Ohnononononononoo the elder felt his heart pownding like crazy on his chest, his eyes looked at her just to fall onto that beautifull pair of red lips.

Her hand was wet from the beer bottle but warm at the same time.

-You come here often? –the Diamond City radio was still sounding in the Pip-Boy on her other hand.

-Just when the wheather allows it, never found any other person here, is not a popular spot –Nora thought about how firm and pretty his hands feeled under hers, he had a rought masculine skin and the veins on top of his fingers looked…beautifull, a warm appeared on her chest making her took a big breath.

Maxson heard the noise of her breathing thought the music of the radio, he had a good hearing, but at looking at her he see her chest going up and down, relaxing, making him blush again.

He keep on petting the dog down him…it was nice and funny, the animal let him do without problem…

They stay in silence for a few minutes with the radio playing music behind, even Nora came back to read her comic while Maxson play a bit with Dogmeat ears, hearing the pages pass.

What the hell why not, he took a sip of his beer and feel brave enough to aproach.

-Will I found you here again? Some other night?

Nora open his eyes wide but didn’t move away from the comic book, didn’t want to look so…surprised and exposed

Yeah…right…they were floating in the air practically, in the black sky and stars, looking at the inmensity of the Commonwealth…how a romantic set of view for a couple and a dog, like the situation wasn’t ideal for this mood

-If the weather allows it…usually after dinner hour you know before sleeping for tomorrow…

-Since is hard to contact you on working hours, you have your own quarters to read alone anyway

-My little fan is broken and the technical service hasn’t give me a proper response in a month, but I was away from the Prydwen and didn’t have time to check it on anyway, the air inside the closed quarter all day without a window or ventilation is very heavy to stay there conscious and non sleeping.

Datadatadata brain write all that data.

-Right –he gave the dog a last pat and stand up, confusing the lady who just looked at him raising the head, Maxson smiled. Well well what about that look? Heartbroken? –ill head back to my quarters, im getting a bit more woozy than I want for tomorrow…

-You don’t like the highs? –when she ask that the men took the moment to look down and focus his eyes on her thinn long open black legs

-Maybe not with beer and a full stomach –at hearing her giggle his eyes looked for hers –see you around

His hand posed in the cold door when he hear her low, almost inaudible.

-I could wait for you tomorrow…-Ah…wat…his head slowly turned back, facing her eyes looking for his blue ones- right here…ill be staying in the Prydwen for some days more…-this time she spoke a bit louder, still under the volume of the music in the Pip-boy…

Arthurs mouth open a bit, feeling dry and loose as he tried to answer.

-Sure…tomorrow after dinner is okay…-he said with a very shy smile before opening the heavy door and closing it, resting against it when he was on the other side, inside the zeppelin

Okayokayokay…he had a date with the sentinel?

His head burned at the realization, his hand went to cover his mouth as the other help him to recompose and walk back to his quarters.

Better prepare for good.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14242575/3/Follow-me-inside-the-wastelands

#arthur maxson #elder maxson #paladin danse #sole survivor #fallout 4 #makahimefanfic

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Fooling around together - Paladin Danse x Sole Survivor Fanfic

This is the 5 part of a series of fics im writing lately, the order will be:

May I use your shower?

Volver a tener algo

Addicted to Chems

This one: Fooling around together

Traumas at the Commonwealth

Being awake

Since im in a rampage writing with this new ship I want to make some announcements

Danse didnt know how much of his life was actually…his life…

There was Haylen and Rhys since all the other members of his squad died under his command…theres also the registers on the brotherhood…but he cant access anymore since he was banished and there also was…

Nate.

But he didn’t have much record, a few months maybe.

Now and on he has Nate to count on him, of course the man wouldn’t only be a register of his existence but…he is a relieave proof of existence…

Maybe Nate can ask about the registers of his ADN on the brotherhood files but…

Danse sighted, he didn’t know how to ask that…

He didn’t know a lot of things. He was so unsure of everything…well Nate also was unsure, more paranoid than anything…

But now he had him, and Nate refused to let him go despite his true identity

-I love you beyond that-the man said to him in an ocation he was having a dark episode, is not like he didn’t care or take it on consideration but…-I love you Danse- love was stronger

A blush appeared on his face, and when it was time to came out his thoughts…

Ok it was 19hs and they were lucky to find an abandoned house with the walls in almost acceptable state, the rest of the house of course had already been looted and scrapped but…having 4 walls to sleep was a start, at least to avoid the commonwealth animals around…it was getting dark and they needed a place to sleep for tonight, Nate learned the bad way to not travel at night so when Danse said a few hours ago to start looking for a place to settle…he obey.

It didn’t pass much time since…they confessed, and expend together their first sleep, it wasn’t a big thing tho, just a few blowjobs and handjobs, this days weren’t nice and they didn’t find a nice spot to sleep or bath, at least he can think that’s the reason why they didn’t advance much…there was rush there was definetly rush but…Nate wanted to stop, and he was fine with it, but it makes him wonder what was happening since the vault man was the one who started…and seem more hungry of his body even but he always wanted to stop at some point…

Tonight…he sighted…well it was still an awfull place for that…maybe that was the reason? A special place and ocation? It was weird since they were both pretty adult man and that was…a really childish reason…a hygiene thing? Sure they didn’t bath but sometimes Danse think that Nate was going to devour him and then stops!

Grieve? He was a widower after all…maybe he is dealing with some feelings…

The house they were now setted…was weird…small, one of that classic wood American houses of less than 10m but two floors…beautifull garden and terrain but small house, as he saw in Santuary Hills Nate had one completely different, modern, he will say, large with a low height but 4 rooms…this was weird because you enter, see the living room with the table and tv for family dinner, a little kitchen to the side… a door out to the garden…a circular stair to go up and two bedrooms but…where the hell, where the hell where the bathrooms!? This was weird!

Not like he didn’t care about the poor choices an arquitec made building this house 200 years ago but this was weird, and a lot of houses around the commonwealth have the same problems, you see that wooden furniture full of decorations…so this people had money…but not a bathroom!

-Are you done with the checkings? –scream Danse to the upside floor, they went in the house and agree that there was no much time to keep wandering at open field to walk, so better just take this one to sleep and make a fire, but but but always was important to check out, you never know when theres a feral ghoul sleeping under the bed…maybe he was a normal person until a week ago an just transformed while cooking and out of nothing you get a bit on the neck trying to rip you off, so the procedure to find a place to sleep was…

1- Find a place

2-Check open spots on the rooft, find a place to put a bed

3- Look out for people, ghouls, or some animals

4- Loot if theres anything

5- Secure doors and open windows

6-Step out the power armors and park them in front of the door the room you are sleeping

7- ?????

Finding a place with a bathroom was secondary tho, there wasn’t much of that around so better not have hopes about it…

I mean they can poop in a bag and trow the bag away from a window at least, of course that wasn’t the best but is not like there was another option…

-Seems fine…theres a lot of furniture we can use to seal the windows, help me with the power armor- As soon he went up the stairs Nate was waiting for him with a wooden table flip to the side –help me to move, I preffer to not have sunlight than let a pack of flys get inside in the night –the ex-paladin nooded and help the new-paladin to place the table as a woodenboard –theres that drawer, crate, organizer and bookshelds…none of this windows have glass so…-again, the ex-paladin noded like he was the soldier under the commander officer…but he was now so, better help…

Once the original order of the room has been complete changed in order to protect their asses, practically boarding the entire room booth looked at their work, Nate sighted.

-There are some matress here we can use? Or better unpack the sleepingbags?

-Nono…apparently two adult people lived here, no childen, theres one matress on each room, lets pick them, move them here and trow the beds into the stairs, I don’t thrust the entrance of this house, better have the way blocked.

-And how are you planning to get out the house in the morning? We cant just make our way out with the power armors its difficult to move and punch stuff, better not get stuck.

-Lets jump from the windows, we are not that high from regular ground, but imagine if some raiders have in the night the same idea as us, these roads at not so lonely as you may think, theres a lot of caravans also so better make this place…unusable for any one that isn’t us…after all this house doesn’t have a bathroom what the fuck

Danse giggled, he had his same idea, it was silly because it was an obvious thing to notice but…it melted his heart.

-Let me force the door, put a booksheld in the front, get up and then we are trowing the beds down and let them crash okay? –Nate nooded and Danse went down, as he see around the little kitchen still have the refrigerator, so with the power armor strength he took out the steel door, use it as a block on the main door of the house, and then, just for security, picked up the entire refrigerator and trow it to the entrance, crealy blocking the way out…

Well there was open windows around the living room…but thing wasn’t to let people know they were setting up for the night so the less scandal they do the better, after all it was just a place to sleep…just 8 hours and out it cant be that difficult…he went up and meet his partner, then both went to the room and pick up the bed each one from one side, moved a bit to the stairs to position and…Danse kicked it down the stairs, obviously the crash against the bars and walls make the furniture break and collapse, making a mess difficult to clean up. Then the process was repited with a second bed, and now there was two broken wood beds in the middle of the stairs, blocking the way to the first floor of the house, if anyone wanted to surprise them it would surely have to explode the entire floor to make them come down.

That was unlicky to happen, possible yes but pretty crazy also…

Behind him, Nate went to pick up another booksheld with the hands of the power armorand kick it where it was the start of the stairs, moving it, still blocking the way, more even, surprising Danse at the harsh sounds of everything crashing and breaking.

The man was paranoid lately.

-Help me with a second one-said the man looking to anoooother booksheld not so far but…

-Don’t you think is enough with this? If we block out the only source of air we left we might intoxicate if a fire starts or something

-I mean its not like the room is hermetic but…you have a point, alright –then, Nate take out his headpiece, letting it rest over his hands –lets go to the room, im all sore from walking in this all day

The ex-paladin laughted, his partner never was a fan of using a power armor, too much worry he said, it breaks so easy he said, it uses so many materials to repair he said…so winy.

He started wearing all the time after they left the brotherhood behind…well Nate didn’t say he did

Danse sighted at thinking in that and went into the room, the procedure was as always, close the door, block it with drawer and then park the power armor in front of the furniture that blocked the way…Nate did that, apparently in a hurry to be normal again and not a steel doll, the man still have his fusion core on the hand…

-Want me to have it for a bit? –Danse offer his best help at seeing him so exhausted, but it was useless, since he came back from the institute he always looked this way.

-No, just came off yours so I can hide your fusion core too, park it in front of the matress, back to us like always.

The ex-paladin was actually happy of having this security procedures together, it went all one day that one caraban stole one of Nate power armors…the ones he collected at Santuary Hills…he always left them with the fusion core on until a woman name Carla stole one and refused to get out, the vault man didn’t want to kill her but he went sure to make a few holes on the armor with a carabin…..

Still, not enough to scare her and have the armor back so…never a fusion core at anyones reach, too risky

He did as he was told, after all Nate was a paladin now and he was a…citizen of the commonwealth…not a paladin anymore…damn he broke his ass for that title…but Nate too, still he didn’t have to obey him for that but it was time to rest anyway, the day was long and difficult as most days wandering in the wastelands…

Danse sighted at coming out the power armor, and then feel the other man hugging his waist, placing his cheek over his arm, the ex-paladin place a hand over the one on his waist and smiled, Nate craved sometimes for the touch, he didn’t like being separated with the armors.

-Do you want to start a fire or better eat some cans?

-Lets eat cans, I need the aluminium and the weight off, the water ones specially…is 1lt of water so…its weight…-the ex-paladin nodded and went to pick up their stuff, getting a can of purified water and some 200 years old pasta they found somewhere…radioactive? Hell yeah, it does matter? Well not exactly now for him as he was a synth…and Nate said something weird of not being affected by rads in the food after leveling up or something he didn’t pay too much attention.

Was he now or maybe always not affected by radiation? Was his human synthetized body affected or not? He was a bio-robot, clearly bio, Nate explained him the process how a synth is created in the institute and they managed to create life…soulless life, bodys without purpose until they put synth components to give them a personality, a memory bank, a processor…his mind wouldn’t be affected never by the radiation but his body…maybe yes…but what was the limitations of a super human robot? Maybe they were designed to not be injured by radiation, after all they were designed super human robots, why not delete all flaws? If they were trying to continue human species like before the war…

Stop.

Don’t keep thinking on it.

His brain repeated, for the third time in the day.

Sometimes he looses on the confusion of now being a synth but all life before being human…his sane mental state some times appeared to take him out the thinking depressive things hole, he was gratefull that still being walking on this difficult new path he was sane and conscious of how things were developing.

And Nate was right there to help him too.

They didn’t have forks or spoons to eat, they mostly put the can in their mouths and pray for the food to decide to come down onto their throats, then clean with a tissue, poor? Yes, the only option they had now? Also yes? Confortable? Well definetly not but…Nate say they were still together like this, that it wasn’t going to be much different for him to be all alone in Post Bravo…

The new paladin sat over the matress and went to open the pasta cans, Danse was so unsure of so many things lately…does he need to eat? He preffered to give Nate the food if he really was a robot but he remember feeling hungry or fainting from starvation before…those were really vivid memories…

-You seem in pain –said Danse sitting next to him, the man looked uncomfortable, the way his back was arched didn’t look right.

-You know im not fond of 24/7 power armor as you, it wasn’t a good idea to travel with one…I don’t wanna leave it behind but I don’t wanna use it either…-it was funny how there wasn’t a real currency and still Nate managed to be miserly about resources –I could hide my face some other way…

-I preffer your safety, is important to use it

-I been picked up and trow to a wall more times than my hand fingers can count without a power armor –said giving Danse one of the cans, the man picked it and moved the cold pasta a bit with his finger to make it loose

-I still preffer you with one on

-Im eating, make a pee and go to sleep, tonight is cold and im tired, we walked a lot

-Want me to take a guard?

-No, lets sleep together, I need your warm –Danse cheeks burned, it wasn’t like a code or anything but lately that phrase ended up with them getting all horny whenever they are sleeping, it was true they sleep more confortable in each other arms but it was also true that most of the situations ended up with them making up.

Alright then, this would be the night maybe?

Danse place the can over his lips and open his mouth, waiting for the pasta to go down to think in something else.

Situation wasn’t perfect, hell yeah it was shitty, they been in this exact same position before so it wasn’t new but there wasn’t any hope of a hot shower for Danse anymore now, there wasn’t a clear future for him, it disappoint Nate so much that the only thing he can offer the man was this…poor living conditions…better this than let him sacrifice for the Brotherhood ideals but still…he save him and force him into a crusade to run around the Commonwealth and avoid his responsabilities…this was the best he can offer right now…

Of course, he can come back to Sanctuary, Codsworth was always waiting for him but…one day he saw a small camp with a perfect view to the vault 111 in the forest with one small symbol drawed very similar to the ones the Railroad uses…that realization make his spine shiver, he would never feel safe at home again, someone is always watching, no matter on which side.

The thought made his body tremble, and as fast Danse noticed this, he put an arm around his shoulders.

Nate thought that Danse did it because it was cold, but the ex-paladin knew that Nate has demons just like him inside his mind, all the time…

There was noise, a lot of dark and ugly noise around them and it was their duty to mutually take care of each other and disperse the noise away from their minds.

He often find the man zooning out, trembling, falling, sighting or wanting to suppress a unexpected cry.

And just like Nate did it with him, he would watch over him too.

Danse finished his can of pasta, trow it to the next wall and then place his head over Nates shoulder, placing a hand over his knee while the man eat.

The man became a mistery after coming back from the institute…well both have flipping life changing experiences after all…like seeing the world burn wasn’t enough for Nate…

After Nate finished eating and drinking for the night, the miserly man pick up the cans and let them next to his things, preparing to go to sleep.

-Do you realize we need to find a station to fix your power armor right? Im not going to carry your trash until we find that –Danse was already laying on the matress, looking at his boyfriend peing against a hole in the wall, goddamit the new paladin find it hilarious to do that silly stuff and Danse didn’t get it, I mean it was practicall since the liquid and the smell wouldn’t stay with them but he did this in everyplace they sleep.

-Im not planning to, when did I ever gave you my trash?

-Im still carrying your fat-man

-Oh no im not hearing this, you are carring it because when I tried to get rid of it you said “nonono you cant go around dropping valuable things like that” like a angry dad, even if theres fat-man all around the corners…

-Well i…

-If it bothers you so much I should scrap it…

-Don’t even think on that

There was a brief silence, then a buckle from Nate, and then one from Danse, both laughted.

Nate tucked his dong after using a tissue, but didn’t actually fix his pants, when he turn around Danse saw him and blushed a bit, yeah, he suspected well…The man slowly made his way to sit next to him in the second matress and hold his cheek, looking directly at his eyes.

-Are you alright? –this was a way Nate had to ask him if it was okay to…advance…if he was unconfortable, too tired, too cold, sick, hurt or emotional he preffered to wait for the next day, but yeah, today he was fine, a bit tired just like him but…as fine you can be in the wastelands…

-Im okay –Danse hands went to the sides of Nates hips, making the man tremble a bit at the touch, but as soon he did that the new paladin lift his leg to sat over his stomach.

The positive thing about being on top of Danse was the view…Danse was actually a bit skinny but in comparision he was huge in size and Nate was so in love with that...both hands went to his cheeks, caressing the tick hairs of his black beard…gosh it was so masculine and handsome…

-I look at you and I cannot think on another thing more than telling you how much I love you…-the ex-paladin laughted a bit, enyoing the sensation of his fingers in his jaw, moving his fingers in circles over his hips

-You sure you are not just lusting?

-I think I have reasons to say that I love you deeply –Nate gave him a playfull smile at it, getting more closer to his face, and then out of nothing Danse hand moved to his crotch, pressing over the pants and the underwear, surprising Nate but taking a soft moan out.

-I have my reasons too –Nate laughted and his torso went down, laying on top of Danse chest, his mouth looked for his and he was well received with a deep and warm kiss, moving his head to the side to make them space confortable.

Yeah, this was right, this was definetly the thing he looked all over the day, if they could just disappear and be this close together without having to worry about surviving…

Danse hummed on his mouth and that surprised the other man, apparently he was having a blast with just a kiss, his hands moved to his wast, securing his grip at hugging him tightly, Nate moved his head a bit and the ex-paladin went desesperate to eat his mouth, they were not getting separed for oxigen until someones head gets red and both separate laughting from the intensity

Nates hands went down, moving all around his chest, pressing firmly with the tip of his fingers all it was avalible to touch, he loved how the man feel so firm and hard anywhere, the thing that really make him have doubts in the first place was how handsome and perfect he was and…he was having it, it was his, after wishing it for so long…

Nate went off the kiss because he was smiling, took some air and then went back to eat the ex paladin mouth in a tongue kiss, hands getting brave to get under his shirt and feel the warm of his skin, not to mention the beautifull sensation of the hair of his torso and arms…

Danse felt hot, really hot, Nate always rushed, had a level of intensity hard to keep, same as fightings, the man jumped directly in the face of danger and in bed he jumped directly to what he most desired…He loved that hands, hands that didn’t despise him for what it was, he could believe that as a synth he had no right to be loved or desired but it wasn’t like that, the other man was so fonded with him that he couldn’t care less about it, having that deep conection really make the ex paladin head fly…yeah…he liked this…he whished for this moments with him…a moan died between their tongues and he could feel how Nate went more exited from it, the man moved to sit more confortable over his hips and have a better pose, moving his hands to the side of Danse body, firmly grabbing and getting delighted with his abs, again, making the ex paladin moan, it tickle but also feel good.

Danse hands moved down again, placing over Nates pants in his clothed ass gripping with a bit of strenght, the man on top of him shiver at the touch, but as he bite his tongue and rob a moan he didn’t pay much attention to the rest…the feeling of Nates fingers tangling over the hairs on his chest make him snap a bit and pay attention to the sensations over his body, above being hotheaded, he was hard, very hard, his buldge was against Nates leg where he was sitted and take a moment to check over the situation, looking down, confusing the vault man who was enjoing the kiss at being separated like it…

Well look at that…an unconscious reflex made him buckle his hips, making the man on top move a bit, a groan came from the back of his throat at how good it felt, calling Nate attention, who stood up just to look too…Danse hands secure his grip onto his hips and set a peace where he would buckle slowly and soft into him and would move him a bit, trying to be circular but of course it wasn’t perfect, he close his eyes, goddamn it felt good, the rubbing with his crotch and his body was amazing but…

-Danse –Nate called for him, Danse was in a trance that took a few more attempts of him calling his attention before he could snap-Danse! –he sluddenly open his eyes…why wasn’t Nate moving? His hands went down, wasn’t he enjoying it as much as him?

-Are you alright? –said the ex paladin, it was true, the man didn’t make any move but he also wasn’t playing much attention. Nate seemed a bit…conflicted…not confortable…

-Sorry theres something I want to tell you –the ex paladin went up on his elbows, looking at his face, Nate went to cup his cheeks with a hand and place the other over his hot neck, liking how thick it was under his fingers.

This was it, this was the moment where they stopped but he never ask to…talk before…it was good it was good it was an advance…

-Yes?

-Sorry i…-the man sighted for a moment, taking a breath before looking down again- I been thinking a lot this days…and I really try to be open and give it a chance…to like it…-one of his hands grabbed Danse to put it over his crotch, sure he had an erection, he was hot but…all rubbery…not hard hard…it was very different from him, that sadded Danse for a moment but he was willing to hear his concerns…-I do not feel comfortable receiving…this…-he said as he pushed his ass against Danse buldge- doesn’t feel right for me…

Wow…

Danse sighted in surprise…ok he could deal with this is it was nothing…

-Its okay, do not feel bad for it –while this is clearly a turn off because of how much he was enjoing it he can understand the man worries…

-I do, because I want you…but I know I don’t like this…-said again, jumping a bit over the ex paladin erection still on his underwear, he was doing it on purpose- sorry I been trying for days to try to feel confortable with the idea but I cant…

-We can do another stuff…-this hit hard because lately he was thinking what was his real sexual experience…he cant make differences between the memorys implanted by the Institute and the ones he at least lived the last months so…

-You don’t get it –the vault man went down, facing him, lips against each other, talking with his warm breath against his skin while looking directly at his eyes –I want you…

-Oh…-Danse hands moved up, to catch his shoulders and secure him there, it was a nice pose, he liked how his eyes melted over his…

God this was hot, so hot, body was burning in desire right now even if the goddamn conversation was just about not doing it…His head moved to the side and sighted frustrated but then, out of nothing, Nate went to his ear and left a little wet kiss before whispering with his hot breath..

-Don’t worry ill just have to find the best way to fuck you –hearing that last one make the ex paladin slurp saliva hard, frozen…but not frozen…completely still on his place but burning like crazy, a wave of heat danced from his toes to forehead at hearing that. God having pants on now was killing him, he didn’t want to make the other man uncomfortable but…

-I think we are kinda familiar with anal sex at his age…

Silence…

Nate went back and had to use his hand to cup his mouth, snorking hard from the nose, Danse see the little wet drops from his nose as he tried to not burst in tears of laught, seeing him like that make the man also laught silly, it wasn’t actually that funny….but it was enough to trigger the silliness in Nates mind, and that always make Danse laught with him…

A few hands fly all around, playing with each other, laughting loud at the bad joke, Danse hands went to his stomach to pinch and play a bit making tickles and Nate went to defend himself from the little attacks, hugging the big man and moving around the matress.

Joy, this moments with him bring Danse joy…he could feel the man smile against his arm and shoulder and it make him feel his chest full of a very nice sensation.

A few moments later they relaxed a bit, Nate hugged him by the waist and make a hand find a way under his pants, finding so amazing how warm the skin of that zone was…

-I can help you for tonight…

-You don’t want anything? –Nate denied with his head, his fingers went more brave and down at meeting with his pubes, playing with the thick dark hairs at their encounter

-When I say im tired from the day I mean it…and I finally let this off my chest…I been forcing myself to try to like it so this is a relief

A bit disappointing? Yes but they weren’t in a rush or anything, and it could get better, he trusted the other man…habilities…

Danse kissed his forehead.

-You sure? –while he also desired the other man, to touch and kiss and bite and get off all the goddamn clothes off him…it was okay for this night, he admitted this wasn’t the best place and the conditions weren’t favorable –Okay…

Fingers went down down, getting lost between his dark hairs, making Danse shiver at expectation.

Nate moved to be between his legs, locking their eyes together and just make the most sexy smile he had ever seen, Danse feeled like he was going to be eat…and expected it harsh

-Stay with me for the rest of the night okay? I want your warm…-wait didn’t he say before that he needed the warm? the way that words left his mouth make his cock twitch, and the next thing Danse see before being obliged to close his eyes is the other man pulling his pants down to devour him entirely.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14236049/1/Fooling-around-together

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May i use your shower? Paladin Danse x Sole Survivor Fanfic

This is the 1 part of a series of fics im writing lately, the order will be:

This one: May I use your shower?

Volver a tener algo

Addicted to Chems

Traumas at the Commonwealth

Being awake

Since im in a rampage writing with this new ship I want to make some announcements

Danse suddlenly wake up, lost and alarmed when the door of his private quarters open out of nothing in the middle of his sleep. Is not like he was a paranoid or anything but any good soldier was always ready for action and he had a laser gun hiding to the side of his night table…what? Isn’t that normal? Jeez

He quickly sat on the bed pointing the laser gun to whatever it was with his vision getting used to the light of the corridors and…a blue and yellow tall dot…he sighted using his other hand to clean his eyes and clean the vision, sighting tired, oh my god not again…

-Soldier what the hell? –screamed Danse still with the gun pointing at him, the other man raise up his hands a bit looking to the other side.

-What? An stressfull day at the brotherhood again?

Yeah Nate you can come to take a shower to my quarters whenever you want…it would be fun Danse say…jeez then he took this lackfull of respect manner of coming at any hour to use his bathroom like it really was his! With absolutely no respect! Nate didn’t understand ranks or manners in the brotherhood even if he was a USA veteran…or didn’t care enough to pretend understand…or was playing dumb to do whatever in the brotherhood…still, what a very bad idea to suggest that like it was something small…the man have no boundaries to use the resources around him! No shame at all! No consideration to others! With such little shame he could be a cannibal any of this days

-Its 3am! -he screamed and see a smirk in the other man face, then tired he trow the weapon to the nightstand and make a sign with the hands to let him pass in, the knight closed the door behind him and Danse turn on the light next to his bed-we left at the cafeteria! You went to sleep! –he was frustrated, how dare the knight to interump his sleep so shamesly

-And I did, I went to bed early and started to look out things in my pip-boy…then I heard an alert in liberty radio about a supermutant attack in Country Crossing and went to help –Danse sighted, its not like he didn’t care about his…friend job as General of the Minutemen but…I mean it wasn’t the cause of the brotherhood in specific, like, if you are not in the brotherhood you are no one…It was a good cause but not like he cared that much…admirable? Yes but…

-And why the hell are you here? –its not like it was a surprise, he was covered in mud…and for the smell it seems like supermutant blood in someparts, it was a very recognizable and strong smell.

-Well when I heard the alert it was 22:30 and luckily it was close to go and help, since it was a bother to put them to work at this hours I did get some gifts for the pilots and took a vertibird to that place and arrived almost 23…took me more than I expected and ended with the orde almost at midnight…and then I was too…energic…lets end it like that and wanted to walk and feel the fresh night air…and walked here, to Boston Airport…from Country Crossing to here…

-Jet? –asked Danse sighthing again, tired, disappointed…

-Nono…not chems…-Nate looked at his GRA and moved it a bit, with a bitter smile-rush in action…I don’t know how to express it…-the paladin didn’t care too much right now, he would normally do and make a fuss about it but…he yawned and give the knight every information he needed-anyway can I use your…

-Yes! Whatever! Let me sleep! –the paladin trow himself to the bed and cover again, hearing the man walking to the bathroom.

It was funny because he only used the shower in his room, Nate was really serious about washing himself with soap and shampoo, he was so incensed about the fact that in the public showers never ever ever was a soap bar to be seen…less shampoo…to wash in only water he said he rather bath in Sanctuary rivers…when Danse told him that he would get sick in radiation Nate told him something weird about not getting affected after he level up or something he didn’t understand and didn’t get too deep in…

Anyway, closing his eyes, he found sleep again…

Not much because an hour later according to the digital red clock on the nightstand a really nice smell to perfume wake him up lightly…mmm was that the smell of the floor cleaner he used on his bathroom? His eyes slowly wake up, it was a strong smell to wake him up and make him stay awake but not bother too much, still, wasn’t good to be interrupted again.

As his eyes slowly open, the light of the bathroom hit them, took a moment to be amused and clear his vision once again until he saw something…at least strange…

Door open with the light of the bathroom on, Nate naked looking himself at the mirror, arms against the mirror, face and eyes looking at his reflection with a really serious face…what the hell…

Danse had the privilege to have a body big mirror, and there it was the knight…looking at himself…naked…apparently…meditating about something…

Why Nate was so strange sometimes…apparently he didn’t notice he was awake…the man was lost in his own thoughts…

Its not like he had a problem with nudity, less with other mans, as a soldier you learn how to share…and be around…and live with other partners to be prepared to extreme conditions but surely this wasn’t normal!

Still, maybe it was because he thinked he wasn’t aware of this, after all, Nate told him that the lack of privacy was something that really was on his nerves after waking up 200 years in the future…and the lack of proper showers…and cleaning in general…

The paladin was laying on his bed, covered like he was still sleeping, hiding his face and open eyes in the dark, controlling himself to not make a sound that would alert the knight…

Nate was a pretty decent man, normal, generic someone would say…relatable…he had one of those faces…not so tall…not so muscle…slim enough but not a stick…the man could walk, jump, climb, swim, fight, punch and whatever and be always the same, they meet a few months ago, do a lot of stuff together, travel to a lot of places just waking and hiking and never see a process or a downgrade on his physical state at all…it was weird to see big people…he saw them on pictures and records of the brotherhood, big people, fat, have so much food that their body changes around that fact…well that was…certainly hard to see, even he as a paladin never had a season of full stomach…hunger was a thing in the wasteland and of course Nate wouldn’t get body fat specially if he refused to eat rad fresh food…but he never see the man go thinn neither so…

Something caught his attention looking at his body, and yawning he sit up in the bed and get up from it, the other man semeed to notice, at first, a bit scared because he wasn’t really paying attention to his surroundings and out of nothing there was sounds again, then, a bit ashamed, cheeks blushing because he was with his guard low and all exposed, and then put a nerveous smile, better not say anything about the fact he was naked and the paladin may not notice…of course he noticed it but better play dumb…both mans wew after all and in the military it wasn’t a big thing…right? Right…still, being around so displayed around the paladin make him a bit nerveous, it wasn’t intentional, this didn’t happened on purpose…

-After the shower I clean the floor a bit to take out the water and put some floor liquid, didn’t spect to have any fragrance, that take me for surprise –Danse was clearly very sleepy, eyes almost closed and with a very woobly expression, maybe he noticed but it wasn’t the big thing…

-This one looks ugly –the paladin posed a hand over a very actually very big bruise between his hip and waist on the side of his body, Nate jumped a bit with his cheeks going full red, not expecting that, but at seeing Danse face examinating only what he was looking at he sighted, better not have wrong ideas…

Gosh since a while Nate feeled like drooling around that big man, he once “flirted” fooling around and the paladin took it so seriously…that response make the knight wake up feelings on his chest he thought he buried…with Noras dead body on the vault 111.

But no, not right now, he was only cautivated because Danse was charming and make his thoughts go to places he never expect…but it wasn’t intentional from him, Danse was Danse right now…it wasn’t a courtship, he was just worried about his wounds like he did always like a very caring person…or his officer in command more specifically…

-It has a pair of days, I just bruise very violet –the man had a very serious face…inspecting his skin and colors, the hand closed his fingers around that place and Nate had to control himself to not gasp in surprise, its okay...he was just misleading things…Danse wasn’t doing anything…the paladin pressed some fingers on the violet spot and then rise them, seeing the skin change colours from yellow to violet…

-Does it hurt? –the deep on his voice was totally playing on him, ah…he was so confused how he feeled around the paladin…

-Only if I spin in that direction or press it…is just a bruise…-unintentional, Nate looked for his eyes, for his very manly face, getting amazed by every detail of it…his scars, the look of his beard, how big his lips were, the colours of his entire face…he was in trance looking at him, still, ashamed of getting caught by the man who was only worried about his injuries…

They were too close, this feeled like a very intimate moment, he could even feel Danse warm breath so close…

-Check on knight Cade in the morning, he will help –Nate nooded at the command, and went strange when the man stayed in silence simply with the hand over his skin, moving slowly his fingers in little tips spots, I mean I was a very big stain but…

A heat pressed against his chest, making his head all hot…

Gosh he wanted that entire arm around his waist at least

-was I too loud? –Nate asked to think in another thing- sorry to wake you up

-No, it was the fragrance of the floor cleaner, recognized and wake up, don’t worry- then, his face went up, Nate followed his eyes with his, feeling a bit intimidated for how tall he was…and how vulnerable he feeled like this under him…-what were you doing before? Posing in front of the mirror in silence…

-Ah…-Nate laughted a bit ashamed- thinking…just thinking…the word I was looking before it was adrenaline…it was on the tip on my tongue…-Danse looked at him confused- after beathing up 7 supermutants with the power fist in a rampage i…cannot stop…like…its 4am almost and I still feel so awake…wanting to do a lot stuff…cannot stop my body…I need to calm down a bit but I still don’t feel the urge to rest…or do nothing…even after walking 3 hours on the road back here…just need to calm…

-Walk the road? On night? That’s serious soldier, its dangerous not only because of raiders but imagine if a Deathclaw or anything else…

-yesyesyes I know but no one stopped me and I cant stop myself either…theres not much too loot around Country Crossing so I can neither put my overexited ass to work and help around so…I need to calm a bit…im breathing yeah? –he laughted a bit, Danse looked mad, disappointed again

-Are you done in the bathroom? Move, I want to pee –saying nothing Nate went away and moved to the bedroom, heard the paladin do stuff there and then got annoyed with himself, now he had to interrupt again…

-Sorry I forgot my clothes and…-he looked at Danse, sitting in the toilet- you pee sit?

-What? Theres a problem? I do the cleaning of my own room I refuse to clean pee if I lost control by being sleepy, its more smart this way–jeez he was dense today so early in the morning, the conversation cut the stream even.

Its not like Danse wasn’t ashamed of being around the naked man, in fact it was getting on his nerves but it wasn’t either a big deal…a bit annoying maybe

-No, I think is cute- Nate laughted a bit at him, making the paladin get frustrated.

-Stop fooling around and get some clothes from my drawer already-Nate slurped some saliva and went back to the room

-Yes sir…

After coming out Danse sighted at looking at him, using a white shirt an some joggers with wet hair sitting in bed…

-I know you said you cant sleep but…

-Hey! I want to do something! -the tone on Nates voice called the other man attention, looking at him-sit and wait a moment please? –again, Danse yawned tired, he really wanted to continue sleeping not have this...

He sat on the bed and after hearing the water running in the bathroom a bit Nate went into the bedroom with a…wet towel?

-What…-he mumble, pretty tired…

-I…since a while a noticed your face is very orange…-what the hell Nate how you dare to occupy my bathroom and then insult me- i want to know if its just a poor skin care hygiene…sunburns…redspots…or if is just the way your natural skin are…sometimes your lips even turn gray and its rare to see –Danse sighted, and make signs to let him know he was okay with it, Nate went forward and take the mans face by the chin, surprising Danse at how strange that was.

Ok this was…weird…at least…now his face will turn red no matter what…

-It’s a towel with just soap? –his nose helped him a bit, still, he tried to act normal but his eyes moved and looked for Nate ones…

-Well skin care products for woman and the petit man doesn’t exist anymore…its not about the product but how you wipe in the skin anyway…-Nate used to do this for Nora, he loved helping her by the end of the day, not like it was a necessary task to help other person but he liked the moment they spent together laughting, Nate often tickled her and he loved hearing her laught…

Nate sighted, noticing Danse eyes onto him, then blushed a bit and started to cares his face with the towel.

From the neck up and down to the jaw all the sides…then going up all the way from the cheeks to the forehead…

-Its feels nice-Danse said, it was clearly relaxing, even with his eyes open not wanting to loose a moment of that gaze it feeled nice on the skin, even with the beard on the way all up his ears.

It was funny to wipe and refresh his skin with the big beard, unlike him Danse didn’t shaved, and it was okay, he had a cool beard, suited him well…make him more handsome…

-Im glad the water isn’t too cold…

His hand was down his jaw, having him locked in place to work, sure, Danse can close his eyes and focus on the sensation but…Nate was so close now…he didn’t want to loose nothing of this moment…

Without noticing, Danse made his way sitting better and more confortable onto the bed, opening his legs, and Nate, without noticing either, went forward and stand between them, to be more close, still, caressing his head and face around.

Danse feeled an urge to be more close, and he cant explain to himself why he felt that anxiety in the chest now…like when you want to eat but you are not hungry enougtht to eat…it was anxiety and need to be…more close…to have his chest on his neck and keep looking at his face…

Surely his skin feeled more fresh, his forehead was more colder, so whatever Nate was doing was effective…

-This is refreshing…-Nate smiled, moving the towel with the tip of his fingers onto his nose and cheeks, being carefull.

-I had a bit of suspicion that it was redness because of how grey your lips turned after a while…before the war we used to have skin care products to fix this kind of problems, sometimes they were long term threatments, sometimes products that will work one time but not everyday…some products will be scams so people will waste their money just because they looked modern and pretty but not do anything to fix any actual problem…

It was interesting hearing Nate talk about before the war, but as a brotherhood soldier he wasn’t interested in data like that, he will only relay on information written by the scribes…not storytelling…

-Never heard about having redness with knight Cade…

-Yeah I don’t think that having a nice skin is a real worry on the wastelands…

-Skin cancer is a real thing here you know? With all the radiation around

-And skin cancer was a thing before you were even planned youngling –Danse laughted, it really was funny the…age difference between them…-it was from the sun and not…atomic war radiation…still…redness in the face is not about skin cancer

Then the paladin felt Nates hand cupping on his cheek, making him jumping on surprise, not expecting that, still, he could see how he was “working” and paying attention on what he was doing.

-Sorry, a bit cold-said the paladin to excuse himself for jumping.

-You know who also has weird skin colors? Haylen, man whenever I look at her she looks yellow, her lips are so pale, like theres no bloodstream under her skin…

Well that was a strange coment?

-Scribe Haylen? Do you like her?-what? we were talking about a woman now?

-Im talking about your Haylen, the one from your squad –Danse raise an eyebrow, and at seeing that Nate stopped a bit not getting in what was wrong.

-Yeah…do you like her? –his Haylen? What the hell…he didn’t understand…

-I don’t think so? I don’t know her that much

-You said something about her lips

-Its just a comment Danse

-Its weird to look at people lips if you are not interested…

-Well I looked at yours! –Nate realized what he said, and stopped for a sec…then the towel moved to the front of his nose and eyelids making Danse close the eyes of course in surprise…ah…he didn’t want that…he wanted to look at him…what was that before…On their own, his hands went up, looking to hug his waist…but before letting them drop Nate went a few steps back, taking out the towel of his eyes, and didn’t realize what the paladin was trying to do…

That’s it, he embarrassed himself enough for this night, its enough, he should go.

-What? –it wasn’t his intention to look so…rejected and lost but then open his eyes and look at him so far.

-Here you go, you look more pale now, definetly wasn’t sunburns, pre-war my wife would recommend you some refreshing masks to avoid this but…that doesn’t exist anymore…-a bittersweet taste came from the bottom of his throat at saying that, Nate trowed the towel on the bathroom at the distance and went to grab the stuff he left behind before getting in the shower- you definetly look better now…

-Are you going to sleep or…?

-Don’t feel like it, im still rushing in adrenaline –Danse looked at him disappointed, touching his now cold face- I did leave you a little something, you act all thought here in the brotherhood but you like to drink, theres some whiskys I found around there and there for you...-Nate pointed at one of the drawers, there was two bottles of whisky there wasn’t before…- ill give you this clothes back in the morning don’t worry, thanks for receiving me Sir. Sorry to wake you up.

Danse didn’t want him to leave, but in somepoint he did pressure Nate apparently and make him unconfortable…he see that…the man was grabbing all his things with no hands to keep holding more, the paladin stand up from the bed and helped him to make a little more space and balance so he can go with all his stuff…then open the door and Nate went out the room.

-Go with knight Cade in the morning! –said Danse before closing the door back at seeing the knight go in the corridors, he stand against the door and then touched his face with the palms of his hands, cold, fresh…and then look at his hand…the hand that touched Nate skin…he can still feel the texture and the curves of his manly body on it…

He just asked if he had any interest in Haylen as a beautifull woman…what the hell with yellow skin and no lip color…never put any attention in that…Since the man was a…recently widower never had to be seen interact like that with women…i mean he understanded why but he only wanted to know if she was a match.

Maybe if he was a match?...

When Nate asked him is he was going to be there to hold him I he ever need him…it blowed his head so bad…never had a parthner so…daring…

Danse went to the bathroom to take a last pee in the night and then crossed his face on the mirror. Damn, he did look different…sure the scars on his eyebrow, cheeks and eye were still there but is true he looked more pale…with less spots…less color…the three dots on his forehead were more white…what he always think it was just red cheeks it seemed to be soreness…bloodstream he said? He touched at his jaw, where Nate hand was holding him and reminded the feeling of being hold like that, just looking at his face…he was lost on that gaze…

He sighted against the mirror, making a little cloud on the glass.

The thought of them being hugged crossed his mind, one by the waist and the other by the jaw…then shook his head and take his pants down to sit and pee…he really had this fantasys lately whenever they were to close to each other and had a really good justification…

Then, a yawn…better go to sleep again, Nate may not sleep tonight but he will.

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Companía - Paladin Danse x Sole Survivor

A Danse le latía el corazón en el pecho como loco, y la conversación entre Nate y la supervisora Ingram no ayudaba.

Estaban los 2 muy tranquilos para una máquina construida con las ideas de alguien que pertenecía al Instituto, del bando contrario, alguien no confiable. Además de que claramente los 2 eran conscientes que había altas probabilidades de que en vez de realizar teletransportación era mucho más probable de que la máquina hiciera pollo frito a Nate.

Si, el confiaba en Nate y en Ingram, si, que el también ayudo a conseguir los componentes de la máquina, que si, también los vio construirla, también, si, el no era técnico ni ingeniero ni nada como para evaluarla y decir la cantidad de porcentaje en la que su compañero se teletransportaría o volvería pollo frito, pero el hombre salido del refugio tampoco lo era, mucho menos para tener tan poco miedo a morir desintegrado, en especial por el alto consumo energético.

Si algo llegaba a fallar, y la máquina explotaba, iban a morir todos electrocutados.

Pero el Elder Maxson también estaba ahí, para vigilar la operación y ver como funcionaba la máquina que les daría la llave para infiltrarse en el instituto, y si el Elder estaba ahí e Ingram lo permitía, entonces el riesgo de que todo volara por los aires debía ser bajo.

Aún así, temía por su amigo y esperaba que volviera sano y salvo. Al fin y al cabo, se infiltraría solo en la base del enemigo.

Quién sabe si no estarían esperándolo. Por lo que el entendía, iba a colarse sin que fuera uno de los medios oficiales del Instituto pero…

Danse miro a Maxson, quien miraba atento la máquina, con orgullo, pero aún así con mucha seriedad y algo de desconfianza, y luego miro a Nate en la plataforma. Todos tenían el cabello revuelto a causa de la electricidad y el tremendo barullo que creaba semejante mounstruo, las cosas se movían alrededor suyo y los rayos y ondas eléctricas eran intimidantes, peligrosos, diría alguien desde afuera, los otros soldados vigilando el perímetro.

En cuestión de segundos, una estela blanca cego a los 3 miembros de la hermandad, chispas y centellas se produjeron en la plataforma donde estaba Nate, los 3 se cubrieron el rostro para evitar daño ocular, la luz era tan fuerte que atravesaba sus manos y ropas, cuando de blanca se torno a celeste y azul, supieron que podían mirar.

El caballero había desaparecido, no había nadie posado en la plataforma. Ingram se acerco con precaución, no había restos de quemaduras, ni sangre, ni materiales extraños.

Pues que si, se había desintegrado, desintegrado de la plataforma, esperemos que en la dirección correcta, hacía las coordenadas del instituto.

Cuando la supervisora les aviso a Danse y Maxson que estaba todo bien ambos se acercaron a donde antes había estado Nate parado, pero la realidad es que ninguno suspiro aliviado, no tenían seguridad de nada, no tenían confirmación ni ningún tipo de forma de localizarlo.

Solo quedaba esperar a que regresara.

Danse lo esperaría, lo esperaría despierto en el mismo lugar en que se fue. Al poco tiempo consiguió unos lanceros que junto con el, harían guardia alrededor de la enorme máquina hasta que el caballero regresara.

Esperaba que lo hiciera por el mismo canal, que volviera por el mismo lugar por el que se fue.

Maxson aprobó su decisión, realmente aliviado por las buenas decisiones del Paladín- Una decisión acertada, si se corre la voz de que hay una forma de entrar al Instituto, vendrán en masa desde toda la Commonwealth, hay que vigilar y poner seguridad en el perímetro.

El no lo hizo por eso pero…era conveniente si.

Torretas y otros paladines en servoarmaduras y metralletas empezaron a dar vueltas y rotondas alrededor de la vieja sala de espera del aeropuerto, mientras los lanceros y Danse, vigilaban la puerta por la que Nate se fue.

Era una misión que el debía hacer, no era por la hermanandad, ni por la Commonwelth nisiquiera por destruir el instituto, el superviviente debía ir a buscar a su hijo.

Y por mucho que a Danse le pesara la idea de perderlo, que se hubiera ido a completar su meta era lo correcto.

Pasaron días hasta que una madrugada a las 4am, en medio de uno de los pasillos del helipuerto del Prywen, una luz blanca cego a todo el personal repentinamente, quienes se salvaron y pudieron alertar y comunicar al resto del batallón de guardia fueron los paladines que estaban con sus servoarmaduras.

Aún sorprendidos, no tiraron a disparar, todos estaban atentos e informados sobre el posible regreso del caballero que se fue al Instituto, y como sería la situación si el volviera, igual, por si las dudas llamar a una guardia de lanceros no estaba de mas, por refuerzos ya saben.

En unos segundos la luz blanca se torno a celeste, chispazos y centellas envolvieron a un hombre que tenía el traje azul de un refugio y la armadura de un artillero. Nate volvió para verse rodeado de unos lanceros apuntándolo con sus rifles lasers, al cabo de unos momentos su visión se aclaro, el mareo se le paso, y levanto la cabeza, aturdido, todos estaban muy atentos a la secuencia de sus movimientos.

Miro alrededor suyo, levanto las manos y se dio la vuelta, mirando a la rotonda de soldados de la hermandad apuntándolo.

No estaba sorprendido más allá de la sorpresa inicial de no estar solo donde sea que aterrizo, ni tampoco asustado por que esta gente no le representaba ninguna amenaza llegado este punto de su vida luego de ver y hacer tanto, la verdad era que tampoco tenía nada que decir.

No quería hacer nada.

Se quedó con las manos en alto y bajo la cabeza, mirando a sus botas, exhalando profundo.

-Bienvenido caballero –por el sonido metálico y pesado que se acercaba a el, imaginaba que era un paladín en su servoarmadura que se acerco a el pero…Nate estaba tan cansado.

Tan putas cansado.

Escuchaba cosas alrededor suyo, voces, el sonido de los uniformes de polyester moviéndose contra cada tela, las armas chocando cada pequeña pieza, las pisadas en los puentes del helipuerto del Prydwen, el maldito ruido que hacía el Prydwen con su existencia, los motores, las hélices, las máquinas mecánicas, los hornos, las chimeneas…su cabeza comenzó a agobiarse, de repente todo se escuchaba lejano, como si estuviera debajo del agua. Las pantorrillas le pesaban y en un momento cayo.

Cayo al suelo de rodillas con las manos en alto.

El paladín que le dio la bienvenida iba a decirle que lo iba a escoltar con la supervisora Igram pero el caballero se desplomo de rodillas ante el.

Nate no levantaría la mirada, estaba tan cansado, alerta de sus alrededores, con los ojos abiertos y siempre a la defensiva, pero cansado.

-Que nadie se le acerque – indico otro paladín con una metralleta, apuntándolo pero sin hacer girar el barril, tendría una bomba? Que significaba esto? Que era todo este show?

El anterior se ocupó de contactar a Ingram, la responsable del proyecto después de todo, quien, mientras lo tenían en vigilancia con lanceros y con una metralleta, al cabo de unos 10 minutos de ser despertada a las 4am apareció frente a Nate.

Ingram salió del Prydwen para encontrarse con el viento frio de la madrugada en alturas, viendo el escándalo y tumulto de gente alrededor de un bulto azul con las manos en alto, se acercó con cautela estudiándole bien

-Caballero, puedes levantarte? –esa aura de derrota ya la había visto muchas veces en otros soldados, mas no le intimidaba.

Nate suspiro y sacudió la cabeza, aun mirando al piso, el piso del puente metálico del helipuerto donde a través de las redecillas podía ver como el verdadero suelo estaba a kilómetros de donde el estaba –No

-Paladines, escóltenlo a la sala de interrogación –su tono era calmado, realmente quería darle la confianza de que no le estaban haciendo mal, ni que eran una amenaza, nadie pretendía hacerle daño. Realmente esperaba que Nate tuviera la misma confianza que ella pensaba que tenía con el luego de…construir juntos aquella máquina, no es que hubieran pasado demasiado tiempo juntos pero bueno era una actividad que unía a la gente y abría un vinculo quería suponer.

Ambos uniformados en servoarmaduras lo levantaron por debajo de los brazos y lo llevaron hasta adentro. Por orden de Ingram, unos lanceros iban apuntando a la espalda del caballero. Si algo llegaba a explotar, al menos quienes iban en servoarmaduras tomarían gran parte del impacto entre sus cuerpos.

La pregunta de Ingram no es que cosa vio, si no cual era la magnitud del asunto, del asunto que sea.

En la tierra, kilómetros abajo, no muy lejos pero si muy abajo, en el aeropuerto de Boston, poco a poco iban llegando las noticias de lo que se veía que pasaba en el Prydwen.

Danse, quien hace días estaba de guardia prácticamente sin dormir fue de los primeros en notar una luz blanca, allá, lejos, alto, como si algo lo llamara a mirar hacia arriba. Danse sentía que algo había regresado a el…algo, no le podía poner nombre, pero de repente ya tenía algo que lo acompletaba en la misma atmosfera, el mismo aire que el respiraba.

Se quedó en su lugar, vigilando en su puesto con el resto de los lanceros hasta que las noticias se hicieron oficiales a través de los walkie y las comunicaciones por radio en los uniformes del equipo que estaba con el.

El caballero había regresado, solo que no por las misma puerta.

Uso sus privilegios de Paladín para retirarse de la guardia de la máquina, al fin y al cabo Nate era su…protegido…estudiante…iniciado…compañero…

Pero eso no duro demasiado, desde arriba y por ordenes de Maxson, como para que quedará bien clarita la gravedad del asunto, las comunicaciones entre la tierra y el Prydwen estaban restringidas hasta nuevo aviso, eso incluía los ventibirds, nadie salía ni subía ni bajaba o hablaba por radio más allá de las transmisiones filtradas o autorizadas por Maxson.

Se quedó ahí, tan cerca y a la vez tan lejos, apunto de subir las escaleras hacia el helipuerto, frustrado, capaz si hubiera sido más rápido hubiera subido en el último ventibird antes de que Maxson diera esa orden y…lo hubiera visto

Una vez más solo quedaba esperar, sin información, sin expectativas, sin imaginarse nada, era un entrenamiento que el tenía para no explotar ante la falta de transparencia que a veces tenía la hermandad con ciertas cosas, pero por supuesto, no debía dudar, jamás lo hacía.

Estaba la hermandad, y luego todo lo demás.

Nate había sido escoltado a una sala blanca, muy iluminada con un vidrio que el suponía era antibalas o reflectante en medio. Otra vez, todo le parecía el instituto, todo parecía falso, todo parecía armado.

Los paladines se habían retirado y lo habían dejado solo, miro a sus alrededores pero solo era una sala blanca, cuadrados de no más de un metro pegados uno al lado del otro formando paredes y techo, con un vidrio en medio como una de esas paredes.

-Bienvenido de regreso caballero –una voz se escucho desde…algún lugar, se oía lejano, se oía mal, pero como Nate no veía ningún parlante o apertura entre los paneles blancos suponía que el sistema de sonido debería estar entre las paredes, a fin de no revelar su ubicación…o que estuvieran mal y precariamente hechos, quien sabe –Soy el caballero Cade, me recuerda?

-Si

-Queremos que sepa que estamos alegres de que haya regresado y que todos en la hermandad estamos al tanto de su misión y lo que arriesgó, no queremos que se sienta despreciado ante este tratamiento ni que no respetamos su autoridad como caballero, solo es una medida de seguridad por que no sabemos a que nos enfrentamos con el Instituto, comprende?

-Si

Que pensaban? Que era un synth? Que lo habían reemplazado? Que tendría una bomba dentro? Algo de espionaje?

-Le pediremos por favor que deje su equipo en la caja de metal que un paladín le acercara a la misma puerta por donde entro, armas, armadura, chatarra y objetos, también que se quite accesorios y ropa, haremos una prueba de rayos-X y uno de nosotros entrara para tomar una muestra de sangre

-Puedo asegurarles que no tengo un código de barras entre las nalgas…ni un número de serie en la planta del pie.

-Queremos corroborar que los datos biométricos de ahora coinciden con su registro de hace unos meses –claro, de los rayos-X no dicen nada, que si, que el se daba cuenta de que era para buscar un componente de synth, anda ya.

-Estaré desnudo todo el tiempo?

-Hasta que terminemos con el examen de sangre, le aseguro que sus pertenencias estarán a salvo…

-No tengo problema con eso –Nate había estado en el ejercito antes, la desnudez no era un problema- pero después de que me saquen los rayos y la muestra de sangre quiero hablar con la supervisora Ingram, a solas, sin que nadie nos esté grabando.

Del otro lado del vidrio Cade y Maxson se miraron, si, Maxson, por supuesto que estaría observando a su nueva estrella favorita luego de hacer la mas grande azaña. Días pasaron hasta que finalmente le llegaron noticias del caballero que se disipo en el aire y…aparentemente no estaba en las mejores condiciones, por lo que le habían informado. Realmente, tenía curiosidad, después de todo esto no tenía…precedentes…

-Esta bien, pon a tu equipo médico en marcha, no hay problema con lo que pide el caballero –le dijo Maxson a Cade, quien solo asintió y se puso manos a la obra.

Dentro de la sala blanca Nate comenzó a desvestirse, dejando su ropa y sus cosas a un lado, cerca de la puerta, lo suficientemente lejos como para que esta pudiera abrirse, al cabo de unos segundos un paladín en servoarmadura aparecío acompañado de otros soldados que iban…en traje radiactivos? Enserio? Nate suspiro, pero extendió el brazo para que el soldado le atará la pequeña gomita y buscará su mejor vena para la extracción.

El paladín dejo en el suelo una caja de metal con un candado de clave numeral mientras los soldados trabajaban en Nate.

-Puede dejar aquí su equipo, póngale una clave, la caja será retirada pero le aseguro que nadie tocara sus pertenencias caballero –le dijo el paladín, no podía saber quién era a través del casco y el decodificador de voz.

Una vez que terminaron con la extracción de sangre y le pusieron la cinta y el algodón, Nate acomodo sus cosas dentro de la caja, sintiéndose observado todo el tiempo.

-Le indicarán para la prueba de rayos-X, por favor, tomé esto –una chica, dentro de los trajes radioactivos, le paso una lata de agua purificada, unas pastillas de rad-X, y una bata- cuando terminen con los rayos, puede tomarse la dosis y vestirse, nosotros nos retiramos con la muestra. Nate asintió, y el equipo se retiró de la sala, dejándolo aparentemente solo de nuevo.

Le ordenaron por el sonido que anda a saber por dónde venía que se pusiera en diferentes posiciones y permaneciera 5 segundos en cada una, suponía que era el tiempo en que tomaban las radiografías, pero donde estaba la máquina de radiografías? Y los operadores? Y el que le hablaba através de las bocinas fantasmas? Y por donde le estaban observando? Una vez más suspiro, no tenía sentido preguntárselo y probablemente nadie le respondería sus dudas.

El sabía que no era un synth, y que nadie le había tocado un pelo, se había pasado noches de insomnio asegurándose eso, jurándole a Shaun que había dormido bien, pero bueno, al menos aprovecho la ducha caliente del cuarto temporal que le habían dado y el recostarse sobre un colchón que olía a limpio por primera vez en meses…o en 200 años…

Después de unos momentos, le llamaron otra vez.

-Caballero –la voz de una mujer- ya puede continuar

-Supervisora Ingram? –lo primero que hizo fue ponerse la bata, y después, tomar la dosis de Rad-X con su lata de agua, no tenía problema con la desnudez pero tampoco gozaba de eso.

-Así es, tal y como pediste no estoy tomando registro de esta conversación, aunque pienso que es una pena, cualquier cosa que me digas serán datos interesantes.

Nate se sentó en el suelo, no había sillas ni cama, la habitación eran 2 paredes, una con puerta, y un vidrio reflectante con un techo.

-La última vez que mire mi pip-boy en el Instituto habían pasado 4 días antes de…regresar a la Commonwealth, que día es hoy? –uno de sus mayores miedos, era seguir viajando en el futuro.

-En efecto, han pasado 4 días –Nate tomo aire y exhalo al escuchar eso, relajando los hombros y ocultando su cabeza entre sus rodillas.

-Bien

Ingram había tomado nota de preguntas que hacerle para su regreso, era peligroso dejar a una persona traumatizada con sus pensamientos, necesitaba extraerle la mayor información posible en el menor tiempo antes de que colapsara, el hombre estaba, visiblemente cansado.

No podía asegurar que no fuera un synth, o un clon, o un espía, o un robot, o una bomba, o algo, pero todo en este momento era información valiosa.

-Que tal el viaje? Aterrizaste donde esperabas?

-Aparecí en el instituto, pero me estaban esperando, sabían lo que estábamos queriendo hacer, me dejaron entrar

-Por que? –Nate no iba a revelar eso, no iba a decir que su hijo era el director del Instituto y que le estuvo buscando

-Tienen espías por todas partes operando

-Por que no volviste atraves de la máquina que construimos? –otra cosa que no iba a revelar, como iba a explicarle al mundo que tenía el favoritismo del Instituto de su lado por un vínculo sanguíneo de hace 200 años.

-Falle a las coordenadas

-La gente del instituto es…normal? –ahí Nate levanto la cabeza con una expresión de duda, sea de donde sea que lo estuvieran mirando iban a tener que entender su confusión- ya sabes, si son humanos, si son supermutantes…si son todos robots…

-Son todos humanos…son todos científicos…son…generaciones de gente de la pre-guerra que se mantuvieron a salvo de las bombas, sin radiación, sin enfermedades, sin alteraciones…hasta donde me explicaron iniciaron en un sótano bajo tierra y fueron expandiendo hacía abajo…cavando…honestamente, no me creí esa explicación, pienso que esa instalación ya existía de antes y la fueron ampliando y modificando

-Ya veo, que tal las defensas de el lugar? Esta muy militarizado? Más que la hermandad?

-No, es como una…gran empresa-Nate se río por la comparación-es como una…ciudad universitaria…hasta donde a mi me concierne si tocas una pared te podría disparar un rifle laser, está lleno de células de fusión por todos lados…

-A que te refieres con empresa? –por un segundo iba a explicarse hasta que se dio cuenta de algo, que estaba revelando sin querer, información sobre si mismo, y el nunca había hecho eso en la hermandad, a excepción de Danse, los únicos que sabían su íntima historia real eran Macready, Codsworth, Preston, la gente de Santuary, Mama Murphy, Strong y…Danse, le había contado todo a el, pero no sabía si se lo había contado a otra gente. Nunca se lo había cuestionado.

-No es un lugar precisamente militarizado, todos viven una vida normal, con trabajos y estudios, tienen jefes y cosas para hacer pero es distinto, no hay horarios ni reglas es…distinto.

-Hay presencia de synths dentro del instituto y viviendo con su gente?

-Si, todo el tiempo, son ayudantes, robots, herramientas, protección, vigilancia, sujetos de prueba y estudio, acompañantes, empleados…la gente del instituto sabe tratarlos como máquinas, los entienden como máquinas, como algo a controlar y poseer, algo que tiene que seguir instrucciones claras y no descontrolarse –a Ingram esto le llamo la atención, pero era todo una serie de preguntas para más tarde, ahora había que hacer estudio de campo.

-Me hablas de una “ciudad universitaria”…entiendo yo que es un espacio amplio

-Si

-De donde sacan la energía?

-No lo se, no pude averiguar tanto

-Caballero, se encuentra usted muy…limpio –a Nate eso le llamo la atención, al ver su rostro Ingram continuo- la piel sin tierra, el pelo limpio y brillante, la dentadura limpia… –por un momento iba a decir que el Instituto era una ciudad futurística, era como hace 200 años su gente percibía el progreso y el futuro, como debían volverse las cosas pero eso lo dejaría expuesto a su verdadera identidad.

-Me recibieron bien, tienen los recursos –a Ingram eso le extraño, por que?

-Presencia de fauna de la Commonwelth o supermutantes?

-Estudian el virus de VEF y con lo otro…es muy distinto, demasiado distinto, no les hace falta –de nuevo, Ingram estaba teniendo demasiadas dudas, y no es que fueran respuestas incompletas pero el contexto era…fantasioso…

-Antes mencionaste coordenadas, sabes las coordenadas del Instituto?

-No, solo se las coordenadas de a donde tenía que ir y falle, si me equivocaba algunos pocos metros seguro caía desde el cielo a la tierra del aeropuerto aquí debajo

-Como hace la gente del instituto para teletransportarse a la superficie?

-No lo hacen

Ingram levanto una ceja confundida –como así?

-Ellos no salen

-Caballero, responda la pregunta

-Son sus synths los que salen, los humanos no salen…hasta donde yo he averiguado al menos

-No tiene sentido, no pueden no necesitar salir a la superficie, es como si me dijeras que vivieran en una colonia autosuficiente…

-Pero así es

A la supervisora le cayo un sudor frío por la frente, vaya vaya.

-Cuanta gente vive su día a día ahí?

-No lo se, no llegue a averiguar tanto

-Estimadamente?

-No creo que sean más de 2000, pero ellos viven y caminan muy libremente entre los synths, si no fuera por los uniformes y la forma en que diseminan a sus…herramientas…no vería demasiadas diferencias. De nuevo, estuve 4 días y no pude averiguar eso…

-Dijiste que te estaban esperando –que extraño que esa información tan vital no la sepa.

-Me estuvieron espiando durante meses en la Commonwelth

-A ti?

Nate se compuso, suspirando, podía hablar maravillas del Instituto durante horas pero hacerlo sin revelarse era…complejo…muy complejo –Elder Maxson, se que esta ahí, quiero que hablemos a solas.

Ingram tomo el mando de la conversación.

-Tenga cuidado caballero, no está en posición de pedir…

Maxson paro su mano sobre el micrófono, la miro a los ojos, y le asintió, la supervisora trago saliva y bajo la cabeza, retirándose, el Elder la miro hasta que cerró la puerta detrás suyo y ahí, saco el reflectante del vidrio, permitiéndose la vista entre el y Nate.

-Hablaré a través de este micrófono –dijo el Elder, presionando su botón.

-Me grabaron?

-No, pero francamente no dijiste nada que mereciera no ser grabado, aunque siento que te mordiste la lengua en más de una ocasión, caballero.

-Elder Maxson…que sabe usted sobre mí? –Oh, la conversación se torno personal.

-Que te uniste a la hermandad para perseguir al instituto y buscar venganza por tu esposa y por tu hijo

-No, que sabe realmente usted sobre mi? –Maxson se agarró el mentón y pensó antes de responder

-Que eres general de los Minutemen, que ayudas en asentamientos precarios de gente, que pones antenas de reclutamiento en pequeñas fortificaciones –Nate asintió – Rumores en Diamond City dicen que eres un hombre de refugio, pero yo no lo creo –la mueca de confusión del caballero lo hizo seguir –vas por ahí con un uniforme de refugio pero yo he conocido gente de refugio, yo los he visto salir del refugio al mundo, aveces acompañados de mi mano, aveces solos, y la gente de refugio es distinta, son como niños, niños acostumbrados a mear y orinar en un retrete y a tener ropa lavada en vez de reciclada o nueva. Tu no eres así, tu eres...-Maxson se paró en su discurso, saco la mano del micrófono y miro a otro lado, no queriendo continuar.

-Continúe.

-Se que eres un hombre criogenizado de hace 200 años, que si, buscas venganza por tu esposa y por tu hijo, que eres un militar, de algún tipo, de la pre-guerra he de suponer, que buscaste al asesino de tu esposa y comenzaste a buscar pistas del instituto…y he aquí Danse, quien te recomendó para unirte y que tuvieras una promoción, me conto todo lo que pudo y yo extraje todo lo que pude. Viviste antes de la guerra, viste las bombas explotar, sabes cómo era el mundo antes, pudiste comer alimentos frescos y dormir en una cama limpia, ni yo en todos mis privilegios de sangre alguna vez pude hacer eso, tu conociste una tierra fértil libre de huesos calcinados –Nate frunció el seño

-Yo no vi huesos calcinados hasta que desperté después de ver cómo le metieron un balazo a mi esposa en la cabeza 60 años después, pero durante mi servicio en guerra, llene la tierra fértil de cuerpos enemigos, como todo el resto de los soldados, por que aún a hoy la guerra, la guerra nunca cambia

-Conseguí…por mis propios métodos…tu discurso de veterano…e información de la unidad Fox…es un placer escuchar esa frase salir de la boca del hombre que la digitó por primera vez en un terminal

-Entonces si sabés

-Creo que se todo lo que como Elder tengo que saber para el avance de la hermandad del acero.

-He conocido a muchos ghouls que sobrevivieron a la guerra, que guardan mis mismas memorias y vivencias, que saben lo que eran el mundo antes, no soy distinto de ellos.

-No lo eres- le confirmo Maxson- todos ustedes son la prueba de que realmente existió una guerra que devasto el mundo, ustedes son la confirmación para nosotros, los que nacimos en las cenizas de que alguna vez el mundo fue distinto, si por nuestra generación y las 2 anteriores fuera, la tierra siempre fue así, en quien se supone que confiemos para que nos cuente como era el mundo si no? En un granjero con el cerebro podrido en jet? La ignorancia es una cosa muy común, pocos pueden leer o escribir, los restos del mundo antiguo para la mayoría son fantasía irrelevante, chatarra que solo pueden arrancar y destruir. Capaz tu no lo sepas, por que llevas poco tiempo por aquí, pero la tierra realmente se encuentra dividida.

-Se que mi patria ya no es más un país, que la tierra ahora esta separada en pequeñas porciones de muchos poderes, unos pocos nombres resuenan cada tanto, como la NCR o la hermandad, pero luego…todos quieren ser independientes.

-O salvajes, o tribus, o esclavistas, o nómades, no tenemos una sociedad actual, pocos podemos confirmar como era el mundo antes sin poner un sesgo entre medio, mira a la gente de los seguidores del apocalipsis por ejemplo! –Nate se sorprendió ante la pasión con la que hablaba Maxson, un muchacho como mínimo 15 años menor que el, pero decía la verdad.

-Sabe Ingram de esto?

-No, pero puedo decírselo si me dejas, no tengo por que compartir las decisiones que hago sobre a quién nombro caballero o no.

-Aún así, siendo que me muevo por mis propios fines…siendo lo que soy…me dejarás salir de aquí a seguir buscando a mi hijo?

-Solo después de que terminen tus exámenes y el interrogatorio con la supervisora Ingram podrás continuar con tus deberes caballero, por favor, bríndale a la hermandad toda tu experiencia de dentro del instituto.

Nate quedo sorprendido, complacido, pero muy sorprendido, al parecer, Maxson esperaba mucho de el como para darle tanta…libertad.

-Muy bien, Elder.

-Después de todo puede que no lo sepa pero técnicamente tiene más antigüedad en la hermandad del acero que yo y se merece mis respetos veterano, algún día más tranquilo estaría bueno que estudie con los escribas sobre lo que fue del ejercito después de las bombas. Los escribas no toman testimonios de ghouls y…humanos criogenizados por que la información anecdótica no es una fuente fiable…pero ayuda a validar ciertos puntos…

Maxson se retiró de la sala con una sonrisa, dejando a Nate con un sabor amargo en la boca, al cabo de una hora donde estuvo en silencio con sus pensamientos. Ingram volvió a la habitación.

-Podemos seguir?

Tal vez había terminado su servicio en el ejercito hace más de 200 años, tal vez la guerra lo había decepcionado y desesperanzado pero…la camaradería de las fuerzas y el no estar completamente solo…era algo que Nate extrañaba de sus días de pelotón. Capaz no se unió a la hermandad por convicción, solo lo hizo por seguir avanzando, nunca creyó en nada de lo que decían, se rio por un momento, nunca se había leído ni un codex, o libro de reglas, o registro, o grimorio…pero…hoy estaba, a pesar de no dormir en un colchón limpio, un poco más en casa. Entendido, contenido y validado.

Pasaron 72hs hasta que el contacto de los ventibirds con el Prydwen se regularizo, las comunicaciones estaban en línea, pero no se hablaba demasiado más allá de la llegada del caballero Nate de regreso. Los soldados en tierra estaban impacientes por volver al dirigible en especial con tanto secretismo apartir de…el Instituto…después de todo la misión era recibir al hombre del traje de refugio y escoltarlo si volvía después de construir una máquina que lo llevaría a el solo al Insituto pero no mucho más…Muchos estaban pensando si el Instituto no había tomado control del Prydwen incluso, o si los habían desvinculado de servicio, o si los abandonarían y dejarían a su suerte en la Commolwealth. Por suerte, todo volvió a la normalidad antes de que se empezaran a formar grupos organizados.

Danse fue el primero en subirse a un ventibird, dios, quería encontrar a Nate, quería verlo, tuvo muchos compañeros, tuvo gente a su cargo y no había sentido esta ansiedad en el pecho por volver a ver a nadie…nunca…siempre se lo tomo como parte del trabajo y que debía ser paciente con lo que la hermandad le daba pero…nunca se había preocupado tanto antes por nadie.

Busco y buscó por todas partes, preguntó a todo el mundo, miro por cada esquina pero nadie sabía decirle donde estaba el caballero, si sabían que hace días que el hombre estaba…inalcanzable, difícil de ver en un solo lugar, moviéndose como una rata atrapada.

Incluso le pregunto a Maxson al respecto, con toda la confianza del mundo, como si pudiera hacerlo, pero la desesperación que le calentaba el cuerpo dentro del traje de metal era más fuerte que su pudor de hablarle al Elder.

-El caballero Nate ahora mismo está pasando por un momento de…duelo…harías bien en respetar su deseo de soledad, el está bien, lo estará, se va a poner bien –el Elder no dijo nada más, pero que significaba eso? Definitivamente no era alentador.

Ingram no le quiso dar detalles.

Danse no merecía esos detalles, es un paladín que poco estuvo involucrado en la misión del instituto pero…era el maestro de Nate y…se preocupaba por el.

Y Danse siguió y siguió buscando, sabía que estaba arriba del Prydwen, podía sentirlo, lo que le había faltado todos esos días estaba por ahí, estaba cerca, sabía que no estaban lejos, pero el Prydwen no era ni tan grande, ni tan lleno de gente por la noche como para no encontrarlo.

Y así siguió, por 3 días más que el se tomo como “licencia” luego de la semana de vigilancia que tuvo que hacer en la máquina de teletransporte, durmiendo en su habitación, cambiándose de ropa, bañándose y comiendo la comida caliente del comedor, caminando todo el tiempo, preguntando a la gente a ver si lo habían visto…

Un día en el comedor, escucho, de mero chismoso, y por que el instinto se lo decía una conversación…llamativa.

Eran el caballero Cade y Quinlan en la mesa detrás suyo, espalda contra espalda, hablando uno con el otro, comiendo sus fideos instantáneos.

-Hace días que estoy sufriendo robos en mi oficina, no se que hacer al respecto –dijo Cade, quien se nota que tenía bastante coraje atrapado.

-Claramente reportarlo

-No es el tipo de cosas que me gustaría reportar

Quinlan levanto la cabeza, dándose cuenta –Oh, creí que esas estaban en un cajón especial

-Creo que uno de nuestros compradores nos vendió

-Ingratos.

Jugoso, el escriba y el médico traficando drogas en el Prydwen? Y para la venta entre soldados? Claro que darles adicciones beneficiaba al doctor que cobraba 75 chapas por sus servicios de desintoxicación, era un negocio redondo. Podría ocuparse de buscar pruebas de eso en otro momento pero…

Danse conocía a un falopero lo suficientemente atrevido como ir a robar a la oficina de otro caballero, y no es que a este falopero le importara demasiado los rangos de la hermandad tampoco.

Por el amor de dios, medio día, le iba a da un ataque de nervios, tener que esperar con sigilo en frente de la oficia de exámenes médicos…encima las noches en el Prydwen eran frías, muy frías, esa lata flotante de metal carecía de un sistema de refrigeración adecuado, menos mal que no era invierno si no hubiera tenido que usar abrigo y ahí si su sigilo se hubiera visto comprometido para la espera frente a la oficina.

Se situó e hizo campamento, en sigilo, acompañándose en una sombra, el era un hombre grande y corpulento, pero la experiencia podía más. A eso de las 2am vio una sombra delgada y con ropa bastante ceñida al cuerpo colándose usando sigilo también en la oficina de exámenes médicos, presto un poco más de atención y al ver que tenía un bulto rectangular en el brazo se felicitó así mismo por el ingenio y el excelente trabajo de sigilo ejecutado.

Bingo.

El ladrón entro en la oficina, y salió con los brazos pegados al pecho, cargando algo.

Si bien había guardias en los caminos y pasillos del Prydwen, claramente ambos los estaban sabiendo evitar.

Así que después de dar muchas muchas muchas vueltas y de bajar varias escaleras, el ladronzuelo se metió en la cúpula de vidrio del Prydwen que estaba en la parte baja del dirigible.

Que extraño, él había ido a revisar muchas veces ahí

La puerta de la cúpula se cerró de forma muy despacito y silenciosa para ser una puerta de mínimo 15kg, los sonidos metálicos de un dirigible que se tiene que mantener inmóvil en el aire por meses ciertamente tapaban el sigilo, Danse se sento despacio detrás de la puerta sin hacer sonidos por su pequeña intromision y se puso a escuchar a ver que era lo que sucedía dentro, al fin y al cabo era una habitación pequeña, si entraba no iba a encontrar nada de nuevo, así que mejor estudiar la situación…

Ok pisadas sobre el sendero metálico…ok ruido de plásticos abriéndose…ok por algún motivo eso sonó como un golpe…hueco…y finalmente un gesto de asfixia y sobreesfuerzo, si, definitivamente alguien estaba tomando Jet y gritando detrás de la puerta.

Ahí estaba el falopero que Danse buscaba hace casi una semana.

Tan pronto como empezó a escuchar quejidos humanos, se levanto y abrió la puerta con fuerza, llevándose estampado el cuerpo de Nate contra las barras del camino metálico. El hombre se quejo del impacto de sus costillas contra las barras, agarrándose el torax, tirado en el suelo con un residuo de jet no muy lejos de el.

Bingo.

Uh su confiable disipulo tan fan de las drogas…aunque el lo negara como que no tuviese un problema.

No sentía pena, le gustaba maltratar al drogadicto, verdugearlo un poco por su consumo sin sentido, cerro la puerta detrás de ellos y se puso a examinar el lugar, donde se estaba escondiendo? Era un cuarto muy pequeño, había entrado varias veces y no había visto nada extraño…

Nate se quiso incorporar, pero puso la mano en el lugar equivocado, sobre el pequeño residuo de Jet, se resbalo a causa de sus sentidos alterados y el plástico cayo al suelo, Danse siguió con la mirada y…oh…maldita sea…justo debajo del puentecito metálico que los sostenía a ambos, donde ellos caminaban todos los días, había un pequeño campamento, muchas botellas de whisky…llenas de líquido…muchas latas de agua purificadas…y varios paquetitos de Jet… y Viajero… y Med-X…y una bolsa de dormir…bien, no lo había encontrado por ciego pero había estado todo el tiempo aquí…eso le pasaba por no mirar hacia abajo…definitivamente un descuido y una pérdida de tiempo, se enojó con si mismo por la falta de atención al detalle.

No era un espacio muy grande, tendría menos de un metro de altura entre el puente y los vidrios de la cúpula, obviamente suficientemente fuertes como para sostener el peso de un hombre de menos de 150kg y todas sus porquerías, por lo que tenía sentido…

Nate se volvió a incorporar, sentándose, apoyándose con las manos y mirando hacia arriba, cuando vio el pompadur negro brillante sabía que la había cagado…

-Maldita sea…

-Así es soldado – Danse se puso a su altura y puso ambas piernas a un lado de las suyas, sosteniéndolo entre medio para que no se escapara o por lo menos no se siguiera cayendo, cuando Nate se drogaba Danse se ponía un poco fastidioso, odiaba esta situación, no le hacía gracia, no era divertido…era un incordio pero…

Nate tenía las comisuras de los labios, nariz y ojos rojas, irritadas de fricción, se nota que lleva bastante tiempo llorando, y eso desconcentro al paladín, el hombre le sujeto la cara y se puso a mirarlo bien con la pobre luz roja que les ofrecía la cúpula del Prydwen, no parecía a causa del consumo, lo de la nariz si por el jet pero claramente tenía mocos así que podía ser de sonarse la nariz…el viajero eran pastillas consumibles y el Med-X era inyectable, las cicatrices de eso estarían en otro lado, no en su cara.

Intento safarse, intento quitarle las manos de la cara, no necesitaba que nadie lo sujetara ahora, no necesitaba nada, pero Danse no pensaba dejarlo ir.

No después de buscarlo tanto.

-Dejamé! No necesito nada de esto! No quiero nada de esto! No quiero seguir haciendo nada de esto! –Danse escuchaba atento sus palabras, ruegos desesperados, cuando lo vio empezar a llorar solto su rostro y lo tomo por los hombros, sus fuertes manos lo sujetaron bien- Perdí…perdí 60 años…-el caballero al que había visto reventar reinas Mierlucks con Fatmans ahora estaba moqueando y gimoteando en medio de una crisis de nervios –todavía sigo esperando despertarme de este mal sueño…pero cada día es peor!-el paladín veía el pecho de su compañero subir y bajar, oh no, un episodio así justo después de consumir no estaría bueno para su ritmo cardíaco, sin contar que no sabía cuanto había consumido ni cuando fue lo último anterior a esto-Perdi a Shaun…por tanto tiempo…-Danse se enfocó en que Nate pudiera reconocerlo, que supiera quien era, que viera a sus ojos y reconociera su rostro-Perdí a Nora por tan poco…yo no quiero más…es tan difícil continuar y que todo sea simplemente peor a cada paso.

-Hey –intento llamar su atención, pero el falopero le pego en la cara con la mano, aún así, el no se movió, se comió el golpe sin dejarlo ir.

-Estoy tan cansado…de la muerte…de la destrucción, del hedor, de la radiación…de todo…-Nate llevo sus manos a sacarse las lágrimas de los ojos, confirmando las sospechas de Danse sobre los caminos rojos a las orillas-no puedo volver atrás 60 años…no son 20 ni 30…son 60…-el pecho se le empezó a retorcer a Nate por lo que Danse prefirió dejarlo en el suelo, sentándose a un lado de el vigilando que no se le escapara –me arrebataron 60 años…lo único que me quedaba de Nora-el caballero se empezó a morder la lengua para contrarrestar la rabia-ahora no puedo hacer nada, no importa quién me lo pida, no puedo hacerle nada a el…-el paladín escuchaba su discurso, intentando desencriptar algo entre toda esa frustración acumulada- los únicos contra los que el instituto no tiene nada son los Minuteman…-Nate se río frustrado – No quiero tocarle ni un pelo a mi bebe…pero el ya no es…-Danse solo atino a acariciar su espalda- estoy tan cansado…

Alguien en el instituto tiene ahora 60 años…y era algo de Nate y su esposa…creería que su hijo…y el instituto no tenía nada contra los Minuteman.

Que iba a decirle para animarlo? Que estábamos en representación de la hermandad y debíamos dar el ejemplo? Menos que eso no le importaría…

-Respira –Danse quería darle un poco de calma, pero no estaba siendo nada fácil…

-Yo no se si quiero vivir o morir…quiero estar con el pero…me llena de rabia su presencia…-en lo que se había convertido, todo lo que hizo, todo lo que le paso por no poder estar el como su padre alrededor- no puedo quererlo…pero tampoco puedo odiarlo…-comenzó a reírse solo, el pecho le subía y le bajaba frenéticamente, Danse estaba seriamente asustado de que le diera un paro cardíaco –yo tome mi venganza…pero así no es suficiente…

Nate sabía que estaba con Danse, sabía que estaba en la cúpula del Prydwen donde paso los últimos 3 días, sabía que había consumido, y sabía el estado en que su cuerpo estaba, también, algo que si sabía, era que le estaba revelando cosas a Danse.

No quería contarle que su hijo era Padre, el director del instituto, no quería que nadie le de la caza a SU HIJO pero…

-No estás solo…

-No puedo…hablar de esto con nadie…no puedo ser honesto con nadie no puedo sacarme esto de adentro con nadie! –al paladín esto le hizo ruido, por que no? –todo este tiempo que escuchaba a la gente del Ferrocarril hablar de espías y voces que te oyen y te persiguen creí que eran exageraciones, que siempre fui cuidadoso pero no es suficiente! –estaba teniendo un delirio de persecución ahora?

-Nate en la hermandad nunca…

-No, no lo entiendes! Es verdad! Hay espías por todas partes! Ahora lo se! Hasta puedo identificar espías! He visto esos registros! –estaba teniendo un episodio de pánico muy fuerte, si creía en lo que decía, pero estaba tapándolo con nerviosismo.

-Nate, estamos solo tu y yo ahora –le dijo con seriedad, buscando sus ojos con la cabeza para mirarlo.

-Pero no sabes después, como sabes si realmente a quien le estas hablando no es un synth del instituto? Como se yo que no les di un reporte del instituto a un espía cuando llegué de nuevo aquí? Tuve que dejarme llevar y confiarme de que realmente fueran humanos de la hermandad…yo…-el caballero miro abajo y tomo una bocanada muy grande de aire, respirando un par de veces sintiendo dolor en cada movimiento-no puedo confiar en nadie así…tienen todo controlado…todo orquestado…dios mio Kellogg tenía razón…cada palabra que me dijo en ese sendero hacia su muerte…tenía razón…

De que se trataba todo esto? Le creía pero era demasiado y que estuviera drogado no ayudaba a que se expresara- Puedes confiar en mi –el no era un synth encubierto del instituto…-Si no quieres hablar conmigo de esto también esta bien, no voy a presionarte, pero puedes confiar en mi, puedes hablarme ahora o no, es tu decisión y pienso respetarla…

Por unos momentos hubo silencio.

El pecho le estaba quemando de frustración, haciéndolo dar vueltas en el piso frío de metal, escuchaba y entendía las palabras de su compañero pero realmente tenía tanto dentro de su cabeza- por que y para que seguir? No tengo por que luchar…hace 60 años arrebataron de los brazos de mi esposa esa posibilidad…y lo hicieron crecer solo…-Nate moqueo un poco, y prosiguió sollozando-le quitaron su identidad, su madre, su padre, la era donde nació, su historia, todas esas posibilidades…y el no puede ver lo malo en eso por que la alternativa era peor! Cualquier cosa menos eso era peor!

Ok, ni la hermandad ni Danse podían devolverle a su hijo, ni el tiempo perdido, intuía que su hijo no quería saber nada sobre abandonar el Instituto. Debería decirle a Maxson? Que el hijo de el ahora era el enemigo? En que cambiaría eso? Nadie mostraría piedad por el, el Instituto hizo demasiado daño a la Commonwelth como para que nadie le importará salvar al hijo suponía que ahora adulto de Nate pero…

-Estoy seguro de que algo podremos sacar adelante –su compañero negó con la cabeza, Danse se acomodo al lado suyo poniendo su mano en el hombro de el

-Nada de esto tiene vuelta atrás, no hay nada que se pueda hacer al respecto –Nate volteo a verle a los ojos, realmente esta situación estaba angustiando a Danse. El había tenido muchas situaciones así con otros compañeros de la hermandad, llanto, desolación, desesperación y mucha mucha culpa, nunca fue bueno lidiando con ello pero realmente tener al hombre al que consideraba casi indestructible llorando así en frente suyo…

Todo lo que había recorrido, investigado, luchado, la sangre que había derramado, todos a los que había localizado para encontrar su hijo…tanto viaje para algo que no esperaba al menos…

-Yo todavía sigo aquí para lo que necesites

Nate al oir eso volteo a verle, se quedo un momento en silencio mirándole a los ojos, moqueando, entonces apoyo la cabeza en la rejilla de metal y exhalo, fuerte, sus hombros bajaron, hundiendo la mano de Danse.

-Su mundo es tan diferente al mío…el lucha por cosas tan distintas…fue tan duro oírle hablar…-los dedos del paladín empezaron a acariciar suavemente su hombro-nadie de los que mate era inocente, pero a todos los mate para encontrarle…que me dijera que casi no pensó en sus padres en todo este tiempo…Nora hizo su embarazo sola por que yo todavía no estaba retirado para cuando ella quedo embarazada…todo para que Shaun casi no pensara en ninguno de nosotros…

-Hey, vamos a mi habitación, estas aquí por que no tienes un lugar propio verdad? Vámonos de aquí -era difícil tener una habitación propia en el Prydwen, agradecidos debían estar de tener una cama propia y no dormir en bolsas en el suelo así que tener cuatro paredes propias era…poco común al menos, Danse la tenía por su rango e historial pero el era solo un caballero, definitivamente Nate se había escondido para estar solo, Danse solo estaba molesto consigo mismo de no haberle encontrado antes.

-Esta bien –realmente, estaba más calmado, se sentó en el suelo y extendió la mano, Danse se paro y jalo de ella para ayudarlo a levantarse, Nate la tomo y cuando se pudo parar y estabilizar se quedó un momento, quieto, agarrado a su mano con fuerza, un momento que al paladín se le hizo eterno pero…agradable…tenía un agarre fuerte…el hombre del refugio solo miraba hacia abajo, y cuando se dio cuenta que no iba a seguir haciendo otra cosa más que calmar su respiración abrió la puerta hacía el Prydwen y se lo llevo de la mano, total, era de noche, había poca guardia y estaba todo oscuro, no pasaba nada si lo llevaba de la mano a su habitación.

Entraron y cuando Nate cerro la puerta, se apoyo contra esta, tapándose la cara con las manos, sollozando de nuevo, Danse lo dejo ser y le abrió una lata de agua purificada que tenía en su mesa de luz, ofreciéndosela, después de consumir drogas lo mejor que podía hacer era estar hidratado, le tomo unos segundos al caballero darse cuenta de que tenía en frente al paladín y cuando se sacó las manos de la cara tomo la lata, apretándola con fuerza.

-Yo…podía…quedarme en el Instituto con Shaun o…volver aquí…podría haber tomado esa decisión de quedarme con el ahí mismo y…no lo hice…-Danse se sorprendio al oírlo, por que? Por la hermandad? Por los Minutemen? Eso no podía ser…-no se para que volví…-se quedó mirando la lata unos segundos y luego tomo de ella.

-Yo estoy feliz de que volvieras soldado, de saber que estas vivo-al oír eso Nate volvió a ver a Danse, su mano libre se acercó disimuladamente a tomar su mano pero…el paladín la retiro, y con pánico, Nate volvió la suya para atrás. Tomo un par de bocanadas de aire y moqueo un poco más, se había avergonzado lo suficiente.

-Estoy cansado, Danse –dijo abatido, con el pecho oprimido en dolor

-No se cuanto habrás consumido pero estoy seguro que mucho sueño estando en drogas no puedes tener y…

-Realmente, cansado –no iba a correrlo con eso, no iba por el lado de que era un drogadicto, iba en otra dirección.

-Si te hablará como tu oficial superior te diría que es totalmente inaceptable que te escaparás durante días del deber y que no te reportaras conmigo luego de terminar tu misión pero…como tu amigo…-Nate levanto la mirada, con las cejas cruzadas y los ojos llorosos- debo decirte que estuve preocupado, y que pese a que todo haya salido mal, me alegro que al menos tu solo, estés aquí

El caballero gimoteo un poco, el no se había sacrificado tanto para volver solo del Instituto pero…al menos no estaba solo aquí en la Commonwelth- Yo ya no se por que o contra quien luchar…

-Está bien –dijo Danse despacio, respetando su confusión y desesperanza- podemos resolverlo, podemos buscar juntos la solución a que hacer –su mano se poso sobre el hombro de Nate, sintiendo su cuerpo temblar en espasmos a causa de las drogas

-Voy a hacer cosas que te desagradaran durante estos días…pero no quiero separarnos…-Danse se paralizó por un segundo, sintiendo que se le ponía caliente el rostro-necesito saber de nuevo que hacer…-el Ferrocarril tiene razón en muchas cosas…-iba a seguir hablando, pero el otro movía su cabeza de un lado para el otro, no queriendo oírle más, Nate no estaba pensando con claridad y tampoco podía expresarse correctamente, no quería malinterpretarle por cosas que le hicieron decir las drogas.

-Entendido –no sabía bien a lo que se refería, pero si podía quedarse a su lado…por un tiempo más…antes de que todo explotara de nuevo…podía mirar hacia otro lado o…soportar cosas con las que no estaba de acuerdo hasta que aclarara un poco su cabeza…por que lo necesitaba para volver a ser el mismo, fuera con el Ferrocarril, los Minutemen o la Hermandad…miraría a otro lado…solo un poco…para ayudarle a encontrar de nuevo un camino.

Danse miro para atrás un segundo, buscando las luces rojas de su reloj, eran casi las 4 de la mañana. Suspiro y miro a Nate por unos instantes, aturdido, tembloroso, con los ojos idos…

-Puedo usar tu ducha? Siento mucho calor y creo que quiero vomitar al mismo tiempo…-Danse se hizo a un lado y lo dejo pasar, aprovechando la distracción para cerrar con contraseña la cerradura puerta, no quería que se le escapara de nuevo, aunque Nate era un experto abriendo cerraduras y no podría contenerlo demasiado tiempo…genial…otra noche de guardia…vigilar al drogadicto era su nueva misión, por suerte había descansado estos días…

-Puedes dormir en mi cama, me quedare a un lado vigilando que no te des vuelta dormido y te ahogues-comenzó a buscarle una muda de ropa para que se quitara el traje del refugio, si bien la talla de Danse era muy distinta a la de Nate prefería que durmiera con ropa ligera y no con el apretado traje, su cuerpo necesitaba respirar si iba a tener calores y convulsiones por las drogas, así que que fuera ropa más grande igual no molestaba para nada, ayudaba al objetivo.

-Paladín Danse –lo llamo Nate desde el baño, enfrente del lavamanos mirándose al espejo, intentando o vomitar…o que su cuerpo decidiera que quería hacer con las nauseas que sentía en la garganta.

-Dime dónde y disparare- le dijo con una sonrisa para hacerse el gracioso entregándole la muda de ropa, Nate sonrío levemente agarro el pantalón y la camiseta blanca que le ofrecía.

-Gracias

-Estamos para cubrirnos las espaldas uno al otro soldado

Aún con toda la inseguridad y desolación que Nate sentía, después de la traición y el abandono del único miembro de su familia que le quedaba…estar con Danse se sentía…bien…estar alrededor suyo era…no estar solo…y no sentía como querer dejarlo nunca más…no quería abandonar su lado nunca más…

Capaz solo era una alucinación por las drogas, capaz estaba sobrestimulado, que lo estaba, capaz simplemente estaba sobredimensionando las cosas pero…quería…estar con Danse…tal vez pensaría con más claridad en la mañana y no se sentiría tan intenso pero…quería conservar estos sentimientos por el Paladín mañana…

Al salir de la ducha con la ropa prestada seca y limpia, Nate se acomodó en la cama boca arriba con el pelo húmedo y la piel fría, con espasmos al estar tan sensible y sobreestimulado por las drogas. Mientras Danse doblaba su uniforme de refugio, mañana definitivamente lo mandaría a lavandería, no lo podía reemplazar por uno nuevo pero era cuero, con un poco de jabón y cepillo debería soltar un poco la grasa corporal y el sudor…se ocuparían de ello, al fin y al cabo todos los trajes de goma y silicona de la hermandad también se limpiaban y lavaban aunque sea un poco…Nate apago la luz y al poco tiempo, Danse se sentó al lado de la cama, apoyándose con los brazos sobre el colchón como podía sin molestar demasiado.

No paso mucho hasta que reuniendo todo su valor, Nate aprovecho la oportunidad para tomar una de sus manos con fuerza y apretarla, Danse lo miro, ambos se miraron por unos instantes, pero incapaz de hacer nada más y con los parpados agotados, hinchados y caídos por haber llorado tanto, cerró los ojos, dejando que la oscuridad en la habitación también acompañara al sueño.

El cansancio, el dolor, el agotamiento, el vacío y la angustia se apoderaron de el, haciéndolo caer dormido tan pronto sus ojos se cerraron, aún así, el agarre de su mano contra la de Danse no disminuyo en fuerzas ni un poco.

Se estaba aferrando a el.

Danse lo miro dormir por unos instantes escuchando sus ligeros ronquidos, con los parpados hinchados, la piel humedecida y brillante, los labios con una aureola roja alrededor producto del mismo llanto…aún en la oscuridad…quería apreciar todo eso ya que lo tenía tan tranquilo y cerca suyo, al hombre que usualmente veía machetear supermutantes.

Esto era el vacío que hasta que volvió al Prydwen sabía que le faltaba, Nate era su otra parte.

No soltaría su mano, ni hoy ni nunca.

-Nora…Shaun…Danse…

Se sorprendió al oír su nombre salir de su boca aún dormido, su compañero hablaba dormido eso ya lo sabía después de compartir tanto tiempo juntos pero…nunca había escuchado su nombre así y menos acompañado de otros tan importantes para el.

-Sabías que hablas dormido soldado? –le murmuro, pero obviamente, no le respondió, totalmente dormido y agotado, roncando suavecito.

Esta bien, Danse podía cuidar de el. Por esta noche. Por la mañana. Y por el resto de sus días si Nate lo dejaba estar a su lado.

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Addicted to Chems - Paladin Danse x Sole Survivor Fanfic

-Why do you keep consuming that stuff you know that’s junk for your body, even your druggie friends says the same

-Come on you know I only do it for fights

Thing is they where constantly fighting.

After menacing elder Maxson to kill himself if anything happens to Danse, both were spared, well, one exiled, the other one on watch but technically spared. The ex-Paladin had a very delicate situation explaining to himself and the world why he feeled so alone and abandoned and…to make him understand that his life was worthy because there was people that loved him and would cry for his loss Nate took the chance to confess when the opportunity arrived, yes, maybe he wouldn’t confess in the middle of a existencial crisis but it was a right chance to give the man something after loosing everything.

And also his head had been crazy looking for chances to have something with the Paladin. Nate had a growing feeling in his chest since the moment he decided to make the Paladin his companion. Never, never, never had fallen in love or thought about romance with another man, never even feeled attracted but…Danse hit him differently, unexpected.

Nate didn’t thought about being this close with anybody after…what happened to his wife, he promised himself that his only worries would be Shaun and the vengeance of Nora but…it was stronger than him, love is strong, love hits you like a rock in the head and you cant avoid how it makes you feel.

Sometimes, he felt guilty, for betraying Nora like this, he saw her die in front of his eyes not so long ago, a few months in his eyes, Shaun, the gift Nora gave him was now somekind of monster and he didn’t resolve that situation yet , not even a year later he find a new romance and it feels…awfull…Nora was the love of his life and having a growing feeling for another person so…fast…really messed up with his head in guilt and desesperation.

It wasn’t loneliness, Nate managed that well, fighting and looking and learning and doing everything to survive and found Saun, it was something else, he was convinced it was pure love, the kind of love you don’t expect to happened and it just too perfect how it became true. Never think himself with a man and…one day he cant stop thinking on how much he missed just walking with Danse.

The Paladin was great, intelligent, strong, resistant, had a great determination to work…Nate appreciated how the man wasn’t a burden, they were at the same level, he did care and worry about Danse but clearly the Paladin was strong and smart, and that was so reliefing considering how difficult and aggressive his…schedule is day by day.

Some other days, when they were together, Nate found himself looking at Danse and thinking on how handsome it was, even when he never looked a man like that.

Of course, he would confess in another moment, more appropriate for both, but he was happy it happened anyway, and that Danse accepted his feelings in such a personal moment. Clearly the man was willing to make a new life now that his previous one was flipped up.

-You are taking buffout now to be more strong and carry more junk

-Well I want to repair my power-armor and i need this aluminium so…

-Let me carry it! I can help you! Offered you many times!

-What? No way! Im not gonna bother you with this cans, it wouldn’t be appropriate, besides you talk like I have a problem with chems

-You do have a problem with chems

-Im so sorry for being the druggie boyfriend –Danse rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed- come on! Its only for practical purposes! I don’t do mentats for example! That ones are for loosers that cant talk to a girl!

It was true, Nate only takes chems for certains situations, like a fight, or to escape from a situation, to avoid radiation and be stronger, to have more endurance…to carry more weight…

-Well you don’t need them! None of this crap!

-Hey when I get addicted as soon as I can we go to a doctor to fix it, even in the Brotherhood it was normal to do chems according to Knight Cade

-Well it wasn’t exactly a good thing for him to make you know that…

-Why?

-If people thinks that doing chems is normal and not that bad it would cost personal and resources to the Brotherhood, interfiering with the day by day chores…

-Come on even at the Institute they do chems, once even pay me with it–Danse looked at him bad- Look I was in the military too, before you small youngling –the man laughted, loved when Nate do that joke about their ages- we didn’t do drugs back then, there where a lot of test anti-dopping and the consequences for being positive where so severe –Oh no, the pond of memorys was always a down for Nate, but he constantly will be remembering old memories…it didn’t past that much for him after all- I left drugs at early age, when I enter the military, because I was a very patriot man with a lot of sense of responsibility in the army and…I take chems here…in the commonwealth…after the appocalipse –Nate bit his lip, feeling a bitter taste coming from that subject…

-Im worried about you, I know that not being open to the subject is a mistake because humans have natural tools to process drugs, it’s a very natural thing, but once you killed a granny by giving her the chems she was asking –once Danse mentioned that about Mama Murphy a hand went to cover his face, he often tries to forget that episode.

-I was desesperate for answers and that woman was right about everything…-by that time, he was in the search of Kellogg. Of course it wasn’t a necessary sacrifice, it was something he would like to forget for the rest of his life and his mind wouldn’t let him, an error, a terrible error, paid with the life of a woman that only helped him, it was a dark chapter for him.

-Im not judging you, just to remind you on first hand how this stuff is, even the ghoul mayor friend of yours do concern

-You know, back there, when I was young in the university we had this stuff that was white dust…-Danse looked at him bad, again, clearly tired of the subject- again babe, sorry for being the dopped boyfriend –the ex-Paladin started to walk away from that useless attempt to save his boyfriend health, and Nate followed him, getting on front and hugging him by the neck, the height differences between them when one was with the power armor and the other not were huge, but still he managed to hug him and make the ex-Paladin stop on his runaway-heyhey…do I tell you enought how much I love your hair? –Nate started to caress his perfect black and shiny Pompadour.

-Gosh you are high –despite being annoyed, he liked the feeling of his hands over his scalp

-Buffout doesn’t cause allucinations or a state of conscious, this thing is back from my days small youngling, I fucking meant what I say about your hair –Nate laughted at see him blush –im so relieved that you didn’t find yet where I hid that awfull hat…

-I swear to you if this nonsense of hiding my cap continues any longer…

-Come on is just a hat not a helmet, I refuse to spend another day without that perfect hairstyle –he didn’t remember being this happy, this dreamy talking, this overjoyed with just being around someone you love before…that broadcast on the television before everything change forever.

Turning a man who always considered himself straight to bi was a challenge, it started with feelings, definitely some feelings, their connection was so natural and the air betweem them was so confortable that a…flirting joke not so joke would pass away…right? But when Danse reacted so cute to that…confession not confession it definetly turned down the table for him.

And them at each encounter Danse looked more and more and more handsome, despite not changing anything about his aspect, and not even pass many hours between the last time they see each other.

God he fall in love so hard.

Danse smiled with tenderness –Lets reach Jamaica Plain to fix that power armor, I don’t like being out of the settlement, this is the area of the gunner brigadiers and theres a lot around this settlement, we only went out because you said you were…out of trash…

-Well not a lot of caravans move to this sides…so I cant be…out of cash –Danse silly laughted, and Nate had a bright smile after seeing him enjoy that joke –speaking of which we can make a little stop before going to the settlement to…-that silence give Danse al the information he needed

-What? Absolutely not

-Why not? I can show you how im not affected at all

-If you take buffout the effect is going to last for 3 days at least, just like any other druggie you cant keep it hard the whole thing –Nate now feeled insulted, especially when Danse started to walk away faster

-Well I can still suck you dick to make you cum! –how dare Danse speak to him about that, damn switch.

-Then you will be unable to cum because of the chems and spend all that grumpy –when the ex-Paladin make that statement, Nate turned ashamed, yep, it was true, not gonna lie –Also I don’t like the sex with you being high, is like…taking advantage…

Oh…sweet boy…well of course it was like that but he had full confidence in Danse and allowed him to do that in that circunstances, also he enjoyed the overstimulation caused by some chems…like jet…and never practiced before in sex…

Nate took his big metal armored hand, walking with him.

-You win, don’t worry about me, I know what im doing…

-Every druggie says that –says Dance with a really dark voice.

Nate was a first hand fighther since the day he trow rockets, misils, fatmans and granades like crazy after finding a Behemot by accident sleeping in a lake in the middle of Boston, that day, he won a super weapon, a weapon that Danse considered an abomination but…god dammit Nate loved it. The GRA was a robot arm with a piece of concrete and some bars attached, really really poor desing, obviously improvised and not secure at all but god damn it hitted well.

Danse see how Nate exploded supermutants heads with just that fist, it was crazy how the weight of a piece of concrete was so dense and barbaric…

And it worked.

But because of that Nate take a lot of chems, Jet, Psyco, Buffout, Med-X, Stempacks, he needed the adrenaline to lift that weapon, he needed his muscles to forget how to set an alarm of “hey this is so much more than we can handle”, he needed his spine to work much more than its limitations, he needed the inhibition to go forward his target and kill it at once.

It was destructive, for Nate and everyone in front of him defying him.

Yeah, it was an effective weapon, but at what cost.

It was crazy how that thinn man in a vault suit, with just a military armor scavenged from gunner brigadiers and military ghouls goes all high straight up to battle with a fucking concrete fist and wins.

I mean Danse didn’t discuss the results but…

It was dangerous, extremely dangerous, god he now gets something important in his life and despite being…indestructible at sight…it was so scary, Nate moved in such a scary way that it makes him comtemplate all the possible ways of dying horrible, it makes Danse stomach falls to the ground everytime he sees Nate pulling out that damn fist.

How can a piece of concrete can be more trilling than a laser rifle? Nate managed to do that work.

At least ghouls didn’t have a chance.

The vault suited man can receive a hit by a supermutant hammer and not being annoyed at all.

A fucking Deathclaw can throw him into the ground like a kid with a toy and if he is in Psyco it would just shake his head a bit and nothing more.

Raiders with a minigun? No problem, some Med-X and gotta gofastfastgaster to the objective and blow up his brain.

Gosh so risky.

Still, so brave.

And full of energy, and anger, agony, desire of vengeance and resentment.

A lot of negative emotions drive Nate to fist supermutant in the face and make it explode.

Making it something that really amazed Danse.

Nate was a dangerous man, that will do everything to complete his goals, but he didn’t feel threatened by him.

But such a strong determination make Danse the chance to develop more deeping feelings than just admiration…

When Nate flirted with him the first time and Danse responded that he was surprised but he would take the time to think about it…he meant it serious.

But yeah, the vault suited man sometimes get on his nerves, he was still, to rigid from what he was told his entire existence, about rules and things worked in the Brotherhood. It was a process, a transformation, he often correct himself to say things he would say…if he was still in the Brotherhood…better left that chapter go slowly…

-To make you the point that im not so ruined like a raider I tell you something, when I was in the military I saved enough money for my wife to not work, have a baby and be at home with our newborn for a lot of time, as I was retired like a veteran, and despite having all that money I didn’t do drugs, god, there was money in this country, so much money, so much growing and progress…-despite that anecdotes weren’t a reliave font of data for a search or manuscript, it was so interesting hearing Nate talk about Pre-War, obviously Danse had a lot of Brotherhood transcripted data with their vision of the world still, but it was pretty similar with Nate point of view of how he lived that ages.

-Don’t worry, ill cover your ass when your agility is compromised by some chem and take you to the closest doctor as possible

-Love you, althought im the one that cover your ass if you know what I mean…-and Danse hits on his head with his laser rifle, god, buffouts doesn’t really makes you high?

-You are unbereable like this.

-Leave it all to the chemmy boyfriend

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