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giving bouncer vibes. either at a regular dance club, where you and your friends show up so often that the moment he sees you, he just lets y'all pass. he'll chuckle when you snake your finger into his belt loop, tugging it as you purr out your gratitude. he'll definitely stop you next time, gripping your wrist with his callused hand. "playin' a dangerous game, love."

or a strip club, where he's thrown out so many clients for you that he doesn't bat an eye when you run up to him with your cunt on full display. "is it tha' guy again? told laswell lettin' him back in was a mistake. i'll take care of it, love."

phew!

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Dear Hearts and Gentle People 7

Pure Indulgence 2

Summary: The only way Cooper wants any part in sharing you is if he's in charge. Hancock is fine with being ordered since he gets to be the one between your thighs. You're just along for the ride.

Pairing: The Ghoul | Cooper Howard x Female Reader / John Hancock x Female Reader

Warnings! Drinking and Drug use. Threesome. Smut and power dynamics? Blood too. Jesus this feels sinful.

Masterlist

You lay on your back, head pillowed in Cooper’s lap, eyes glassy and heavy from the hit of jet Hancock had pressed to your lips on the way up the stairs of the Old State House that Hancock calls home. Cooper's scarred fingers have threaded themselves in your hair, keeping you still for the other ghoul that lays between your thighs. Your legs have been shoved up, knees swaying and twitch in the air.

"Don't be such a pussy, John," Cooper rumbles from behind you, and reaches down to pinch your nipple harshly, and he smirks when you sigh and bow off the bed, seeking more, "My girl likes it rough."

Hancock humms, and the subtle vibrations against your clit make you buck up, but John is stronger than what his lanky stature made it seem, and keeps you held down with ease. He abandons your throbbing bud with one last lingering suck, and sinks his teeth into the flesh of your thigh, making room for his hand to sneak up and shove two fingers into that beautiful, wet cunt.

Cooper watches, dark eyes focused on the way you wither and shake under the onslaught of having both of them touch you. The hand that John isn't using to finger fuck you with pushes your hip down, and he can't help but find the entire sight hot as fuck. He shifts behind you, pushing you forward so that he can bend down and seal his lips against your own in a furious kiss full of teeth and tongue. The cowboy bites your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, and the groan you make when he cleans the red liquid has his cock twitching in his boxers.

"Let a man enjoy his meal. Ain't every day that I get something as sweet as this," Hancock murmurs and flicks the tip of his to gue through your puffy folds, gathering the slick pooling from your cunt and lapping it up like the starving mutt he is.

Your mind is slow and muddled, a fantastic mixture of alcohol, chems, and blazing arousal that you lose yourself in.

"Curl your fingers up - heh, yeah, jus' like that," Cooper orders when he pulls away from your red smeared lips. Your eyes clinch shut when the tips of his fingers brush against that spongy spot hidden within your core. A broken sound of pleasure falls from your lips, and your thighs quiver when John does it again.

"Look at that, better than the smoothest hit of jet," Hancock drawls and cocks his head up to look at the other ghoul, lips twisting in a sardonic smirk, "Can I fuck her now, Sir?"

It irks him to call the other man that, but John wasn't one to pass up good things, and neither did Cooper it seemed like. So it wasn't too much of a loss.

Cooper’s grin is nasty, and he reaches out to hold the other ghoul by the jaw, the tips of his fingers digging into Hancock's jaw, and rumbled, "Ask nicely."

If John were still human, he would have blushed at the display of dominance. Instead, he grinned just as meanly back and hissed.

"Please?"

Cooper laughed, then released the other man, leaning back against the headboard in satisfaction. You squirmed under them, lips twisted up in a pout at their attention drifting away from you. Your cowpoke snickered, and waved a hand at John.

"Hurry it up, boy. The lady's gettin' impatient."

Hancock doesn't need to be told twice. He sits back on his knees and grabs his dick, and scoots forward to drag his cockhead through the mess between your legs. You whine in want, hips shifting, and looking for release. John angles himself and then slides inside your fluttering pussy with a long groan.

"Fuck," He snarled and buried his face in the crook of your neck, hips jumping forward as you clench around him. John gets lost in the feeling of your cunt, and you wrap your legs around his hips, meeting him thrust for thrust.

"She feels good, huh, John. Nice and tight like a goddamn vice," Cooper snarls above you, and the ghoul between your legs jerks a nod, his brow furrowed, and you turn your head, pressing hot, open mouthed kisses along his heated skin.

You nip his neck, tongue soothing the hurt, and you squeeze your legs around his hips, pushing him ever further. His cock brushes against that spit inside you again, and you see stars, mouth dropping open as you pant out nonsense.

It's over for the mayor when you bite him again, and then he hears your sex rough voice growl in his ear.

"Come inside me, John. I wanna feel it."

Hancock comes with a muffled shout, his shoulders shuddering as he pumps you full of seed. Your cunt greedily sucks him in, and he is left a panting mess when while you wither and cream around his cock. He doesn't get to enjoy it for long before Cooper is shoving at his shoulder.

John reluctantly pulls out and rolls to the side and watches as Coop takes his place and slides home. His teeth bared in a savage grin as he wraps a hand around your throat, leaning down and looming.

"My turn now, Sweetheart. Hope you can keep up."

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A cool idea for a Cooper Howard (The Ghoul) story would be a man (Cooper) and a woman or man or nonbinary (OC or Reader) who are always bickering, and the child they accidentally adopted (Lucy) and their cute dog (Dogmeat).

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Got some ideas for some Fallout stickers so here’s one of hopefully many!

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times are tough

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They’re such a good team

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Oh, they put me in the ground but I’m back from the dead

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i cant stop thinking about how much i popped off when they played the Fallout Theme in the Fallout Show for the first time.

it's so simple, but man. their perfect decision on where it should be played was embarrassingly effective against me.

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"fucking a fallout ghoul would give you mad radiation poisoning" baby...listen...ghoul cum could melt through me like xenomorph blood and I would still be milking it outta them like an enthusiastic dairy farmer. wringing them dry like a towel. slurp slurp.

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The Ghoul from Fallout. Absolutely loved his character and had to paint a scene.

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If your post does not include a certain character, do not put that character's name in the tags.

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The ghoul...

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Season 2, probably.

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I'm only up to like ep 5 or 6 rn but fallout is just so... I'm in love with all the main characters. Usually there's one I hate but nope. I love them all. Maximus and Lucy are constantly switching between which of them has a braincell and love that. And ghoul. The things I'd do to him.

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the ghoul has a rope kink and no, I will not be elaborating any further.

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I WANNA FUCK COOPER HOWARD I WANNA FUCK COOPER HOWARD I WANNA FUCK COOPER HOWARD I WANNA FUCK COOPER HOWARD I WANNA FUCK COOPER HOWARD I WANNA FUCK COOPER HO