Life Could Be A Dream, Sweetheart (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

"C...Can I..." She glanced up at him shyly, "Can I kiss you, Feng...~?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He smirked. "I would like nothing more, Iris..~"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She bit her lip and leaned up to kiss him slowly, eyes closing. She hoped this plan worked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He pulled her into a slow kiss, making a soft noise as he kicked the door closed behind him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She moaned and shyly wrapped her arms around his neck, which helped him reach more of her body.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He took advantage of it. He grabbed at her hips, making a low noise. Man, he wanted some Jet right now.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She moaned as he gripped her hips, pressing close against him. He had spied a Jet inhaler on her desk when he came in; probably one of the ones he had given her to help her relax after a long day of working.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He broke the kiss. He grabbed the inhaler and took a long drag, his lungs filling, and pulled her back into another deep kiss as he exhaled,forcing jet into her lungs again with a low rumble in his chest.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She grunted as she tried to take the hit from him, blushing darkly at the rather intimate gesture. Maybe he was trusting her more this way? She didn't know, but the Jet hit her fast and her legs almost gave out against him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moaned lowly on the final exhale. "So much better..~" he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She hummed, everything feeling sluggish and sounding far away, "Y...Yeah..."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

His touch was the only thing to really cut through the fog. He was much greedier now, making low, rough noises in her ear.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She tilted her head to the side, moaning lowly at his sounds, "F-Feng~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He hissed and moved to slowly unzip her vault suit.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"O-Oh..." She sluggishly removed her Pipboy, moving away briefly to set it on the desk before returning to him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He slowly pushed it off of her, leaving bite marks down her neck and shoulder as he went.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

They felt incredible, a blissful sting that was only intensified by her high. She tried to undress him in return, hands slow as she worked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He wasn't in his armor, she now realized. Was he really beginning to trust her?

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She pulled off his shirt first, trying to focus through the Jet to look at him. He was egotistical, so he would like being admired, right?

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He smirked as he watched her. He did like being admired. Thankfully, he was easy on the eyes.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She ran her hands over his chest slowly, petting any scars she might have seen as her hands traveled down to his pants.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He watched her, making a low noise.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She moved to start taking off his pants, leaning up to kiss him again.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He kissed back, grabbing at her bare hips with a satisfied moan.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She moaned when he grabbed her, pressing a bit closer. How was she so soft? She was practically perfect. Damn vaulters.