Fallout 3 RP (OPEN/ NEED MORE PLAYERS/Update on first post)

[Redking6]

Princess had to smile. “Obviously you would appeal to the last option.”she had chuckled, though went serious once again.They had to keep cool and wary. The last thing they needed was to get jumped. Seeing the glowing sign that read Infirmary, Princess hoped nothing would come out and attack them, but she had spoke to soon.

“For the Overseer.”

Those words made her groan and she looked up, seeing two guards running towards them, one had a baton, the other was raising a gun. “Shit.”She said and jumped when she heard a shot go off.She hadn't noticed that it was Orin who fired the round, but when she heard a grunt, she looked up, seeing the guard with the pistol go down, his hand dropping his pistol and his other hand grabbing for his bleeding shoulder. The other one was fast approaching, baton raised and Princess wasn't going to give him the chance to strike. Hearing Orin's curse, Princess walked up to the guard, and raised her bat blocking his attack.

“You will die.”

“As if, asshole.”She growled and raised her leg, getting him hard between the legs. She heard him grunt and though it pained her, Princess lowered her bat, only to raise it upward, smashing the guards nose and teeth in, blood spurting from both and her fell back with a hard thud. Princess hadn't noticed the other guard having the pistol in his good hand and it was now trained on her. Looking up, she was frozen, seeing the muzzle of the 10mm pointed at her.

“For the Overseer.”He breathed, trying to get a shot at her. His vision was blurring thanks to all that blood loss, but he was still a bit close, though chances were that he would miss were slim.

Orin couldn't stop cursing as he trained the weapon on the one with the pistol again. His attention had been trained on Princess for a moment, watching her swing her bat so hard that she bashed the guards face into a pile of bloody pulp on the ground. The sight was chilling, but effective in its intensity and helped them immensely. His sights were trained on the guards other arm and as the world faded away he pulled the trigger, catching him in the forearm. Blood began to pool around the wound and the guard released an earth shattering cry of pain as he fell back onto his floor on his knees. Orin ran up to the guard and kicked him in the face, breaking his face mask as he jammed his foot forward. "Fuck you. And your overseer." He said pulling the lever on Sagittarius and kept his weapon against his chest, in his tight grasp. He wasn't sure if this guard was dead but he was going to make sure. He shot him in the head and was then was sure that this one was dead. Orin released a deep breath, the notion that they had managed to get out of that one relatively unscathed was a miracle.

"We should keep moving." Orin said with a slight nod to his head and pulled the lever on his weapon once more, making sure that it was ready for whatever could pop out at them next. He moved slowly around the metallic corners making sure that his eyes were hovering over every possible angle that could produce trouble. He wasn't sure exactly where they were going but knew that they had to get to the overseer and end this stupidity as soon as they possibly could.

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

Astounded at the stamina these horny broads possessed, Hakon obviously choice the right locale to get his dick wet. Slash was still attached to his shaft like a parasite and Void was in a similar position with her arms wrapped around his muscular arm that serviced her needy pussy lips. Probably in the heat of the moment and in addition some justified revenge on her comrade, he watched Slash plead to release her from impalement for some good ol vacuum cleaning and before he could even respond Void slapped her ass. Admittedly it did not how they settle their rivalry for his cock, smirking as her body refused to relinquish him and only got tighter as it snugged against his large members.

Moist lips now occupied his ball sack, lost in making any obligations and instead go back to things like any primal beast would do in a sexual encounter. Meaty thumbs now pinpointed for Slash, squeezing her redden cheeks and inserting the thumbs into her asshole after Void finished her business there. This whore was going to pay dearly, grinding upward as he slowly increased the friction and possibly ramming his head deeper. Pressing his mutant head downward to cushion on her lovely breast, he strike harder in the slow sensual thrust to see how the bitch would react. The cowgirl was not wrong in her previous statement; Hakon was going to fill her with cum.

"MMMMMHMMMMM!!"


Muffled groans were heard with his head concentrated on the pillows before him, intentionally beginning the next round with more brutality. Void herself would likely find juices drip near her position, having those balls bounce with each inch he placed into this slut. Pondering if Void was truly committed to the foreplay, he imagined she would be slightly entertained with the back and forth motion of his huge balls. If only they had the same durability as him, things could go on for countless hours. Regardless this was one of the best fucks he had in years.

Her nails ran deeply along his shoulders, feeling his meaty thumbs nudge at her tight hole, then forced themselves inside, spreading her open. Having his cock inside her and now his thumbs in her other hole added great pressure, in a painful, pleasurable way though. She cried out, shuddering and shaking, working her hips to best accomidate him as best she could, but to no avail. Her holes were stretched and she couldn't move. Her stomach clenched, a moan leaving her slutty mouth every time his cock twitched or he forced more of the meaty rod inside her.

Her arms moved, wrapping around his head, squeezing it tightly and forcing him against her breasts even harder as if trying to smother him with her pillowy breasts. “Yes. Fuck yes, rip me apart.”She cried out, though she secretly hoped he wouldn't take that literally. She wanted to live to fuck him another day of course. Her pussy twitched around his cock, sucking it frantically. Her pussy was a greedy little thing, refusing to let him go it seemed. She wiggled her hips this way and that, crying out and moaning every time she felt pressure inside her in different angles, hard rubbing against her clit and pussy walls.


Down bellow, Void was smiling, running her tongue all along the Mutant's heavy ball sack, sucking on it and nipping it playfully. She could taste the salty juices that were spilling from Slash's pussy and running down his length and over his balls. “Such a messy bitch you are Slash.”She said, running her tongue along the skin, moaning at the taste.Drawing her tongue upward, she had her forehead pressed against his hands, seeing his thumbs invade Slash's other hole. Her tongue teased at whatever bit of his cock was still exposed, even licking at where they were connected, licking her a bit, then licking the underside of his dick. Licking her own lips, she continued to work her tongue, her hand reaching up to cup him and squeeze, wanting him to explode inside her friend already. “So heavy. I think I can smell you spunk from here.”She said, pressing her nose against his balls, then pulled away, leaving up and forward, kissing at Slash's smooth ass cheeks. “You want his cum, you slut?”

“Yeesssss~”Slash cried out, throwing her head back as she said it. Her nails scratched along his scalp hard.

Orin couldn't stop cursing as he trained the weapon on the one with the pistol again. His attention had been trained on Princess for a moment, watching her swing her bat so hard that she bashed the guards face into a pile of bloody pulp on the ground. The sight was chilling, but effective in its intensity and helped them immensely. His sights were trained on the guards other arm and as the world faded away he pulled the trigger, catching him in the forearm. Blood began to pool around the wound and the guard released an earth shattering cry of pain as he fell back onto his floor on his knees. Orin ran up to the guard and kicked him in the face, breaking his face mask as he jammed his foot forward. "Fuck you. And your overseer." He said pulling the lever on Sagittarius and kept his weapon against his chest, in his tight grasp. He wasn't sure if this guard was dead but he was going to make sure. He shot him in the head and was then was sure that this one was dead. Orin released a deep breath, the notion that they had managed to get out of that one relatively unscathed was a miracle.

"We should keep moving." Orin said with a slight nod to his head and pulled the lever on his weapon once more, making sure that it was ready for whatever could pop out at them next. He moved slowly around the metallic corners making sure that his eyes were hovering over every possible angle that could produce trouble. He wasn't sure exactly where they were going but knew that they had to get to the overseer and end this stupidity as soon as they possibly could.

Princess was actually exausted truth be told. Her arm wasn't getting any better and fighting off these guards wasn't good to her health. She didn't want to use a Stimpak on her shoulder, thinking it a waste to try and heal a bruised muscle. Orin did her the favor and finishing the guard, then again, she had been a bit stunned in shock, seeing that pistol trained on her. Nodding in agreement, she followed, but stopped next to the guard Orin shot. She reached down, grabbed his pistol and tucked it in the small of her back. She then relieved him of the extra ammo he had, happy that he had about 80 rounds to him. Orin might need some, till then, she would hold onto them. The guard had nothing left and Princess hurried after Orin.


Reaching him, she stopped when the doors to the Infirmary whooshed open and a girl peered out. Princess reached for her bat, but stopped when the girl had her hands raised.

“Don't shoot or anything. I'm one of the good guys.Swear.”She said, her face a bit frantic and flushed with fear.

Princess quirked a brow. “Who are you?”

The girl sighed. “My name is Amara. I'm the one who started to rebel group here in the vault.”

“Your the daughter of the Overseer?”Princess asked, watching as the girl nodded. “You have so much explaining to do.”Princess took Orin by his arm and led him inside the Infirmary where the doors closed behind her. Looking around a few other were here, some a bit wounded, other looking a bit tired, and the rest just itching to fight. “Alright, explain.”

Amara sighed and began to relay what happened, about her best friend's dad leaving, then she had left as well and everything went into chaos, her father upset and locking up the Vault, saying that no one was to leave and no one was to enter.

“Well he scared you on that part, since Orin and me were able to get inside. “

“I guess he didn't bother changing the security password. He believed people wouldn't attempt in escaping.”

“He was smart to put two guards though.” Princess said dryly. “Alright, so what do we do. Kill the Overseer.”

“NO!”Amara shouted.

“Relax, I wasn't gonna. Though it was an option.”Looking to Orin, she sighed. “We in such deep shit. Up to the knees I believe.”

 

[Sanoci]

Her nails ran deeply along his shoulders, feeling his meaty thumbs nudge at her tight hole, then forced themselves inside, spreading her open. Having his cock inside her and now his thumbs in her other hole added great pressure, in a painful, pleasurable way though. She cried out, shuddering and shaking, working her hips to best accomidate him as best she could, but to no avail. Her holes were stretched and she couldn't move. Her stomach clenched, a moan leaving her slutty mouth every time his cock twitched or he forced more of the meaty rod inside her.

Her arms moved, wrapping around his head, squeezing it tightly and forcing him against her breasts even harder as if trying to smother him with her pillowy breasts. “Yes. Fuck yes, rip me apart.”She cried out, though she secretly hoped he wouldn't take that literally. She wanted to live to fuck him another day of course. Her pussy twitched around his cock, sucking it frantically. Her pussy was a greedy little thing, refusing to let him go it seemed. She wiggled her hips this way and that, crying out and moaning every time she felt pressure inside her in different angles, hard rubbing against her clit and pussy walls.


Down bellow, Void was smiling, running her tongue all along the Mutant's heavy ball sack, sucking on it and nipping it playfully. She could taste the salty juices that were spilling from Slash's pussy and running down his length and over his balls. “Such a messy bitch you are Slash.”She said, running her tongue along the skin, moaning at the taste.Drawing her tongue upward, she had her forehead pressed against his hands, seeing his thumbs invade Slash's other hole. Her tongue teased at whatever bit of his cock was still exposed, even licking at where they were connected, licking her a bit, then licking the underside of his dick. Licking her own lips, she continued to work her tongue, her hand reaching up to cup him and squeeze, wanting him to explode inside her friend already. “So heavy. I think I can smell you spunk from here.”She said, pressing her nose against his balls, then pulled away, leaving up and forward, kissing at Slash's smooth ass cheeks. “You want his cum, you slut?”

Slash took all he offered like a champion, urging him to ruin her forever towards her own species. Concentrated was broken mildly with Void servicing his testicles and licking what remained of his manhood that wasn't milking her sweet juices from her slutty cunt. Smothered in her breast, Hakon simply indulge himself while motor boating this harlot and hitting her in all the right areas she wanted, plus his thumbs driving deeper into her small asshole. They acted like succubus with how badly they fought for his seed, knowing for him it would unfortunately require more time to really appease the slavers. His balls were receiving its homage by the cowgirl, being sucked on and nipped by her gluttonous tongue that traced him like a pencil.

What the super mutant did next was superfluous in nature, however the pink haired whore requested to be used and abused. A good warning side was the interruption of her anal stretching; pulling that crude fingers out and grapple her ass-cheeks tight enough to bruise. Withdrawing his mighty siege weapon out of the vice-grip bestowed by her selfish lower lips, his slick cock stood in attention and grinds the enormous truck on her sensitive clit as he curved to press near her stomach. She was going to apprehend his penis one way or another soon. Going for the kill literally, Hakon propelled that fearsome shaft forward; plunging all of his manhood into that moist cavern without any hesitation nor mercy. Things were going to get very interesting that much was certain.

[Kinda in a hurry to finish before had to leave the house, hope you like it]

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

Slash took all he offered like a champion, urging him to ruin her forever towards her own species. Concentrated was broken mildly with Void servicing his testicles and licking what remained of his manhood that wasn't milking her sweet juices from her slutty cunt. Smothered in her breast, Hakon simply indulge himself while motor boating this harlot and hitting her in all the right areas she wanted, plus his thumbs driving deeper into her small asshole. They acted like succubus with how badly they fought for his seed, knowing for him it would unfortunately require more time to really appease the slavers. His balls were receiving its homage by the cowgirl, being sucked on and nipped by her gluttonous tongue that traced him like a pencil.

What the super mutant did next was superfluous in nature, however the pink haired whore requested to be used and abused. A good warning side was the interruption of her anal stretching; pulling that crude fingers out and grapple her ass-cheeks tight enough to bruise. Withdrawing his mighty siege weapon out of the vice-grip bestowed by her selfish lower lips, his slick cock stood in attention and grinds the enormous truck on her sensitive clit as he curved to press near her stomach. She was going to apprehend his penis one way or another soon. Going for the kill literally, Hakon propelled that fearsome shaft forward; plunging all of his manhood into that moist cavern without any hesitation nor mercy. Things were going to get very interesting that much was certain.

[Kinda in a hurry to finish before had to leave the house, hope you like it]

Slash giggled when she felt the vibrations on her breasts as Hakon motorboated her pillow like tits. She held on tightly to his head, keeping there, licking her lips and moaned, her ass hole stretched out beyond anything. She was going to be completely ruined, but it wouldn't worry her. A few Stimpaks would fix her up good, though she would still need a few days no doubt to heal from whatever damage this Mutant was going to cause her. Hearing Void's question, she smiled. "I want all of his spunk inside me. "She purred, rocking her hips a bit, growling low in her throat when she felt that dick rubbings at her inner walls.


Void chuckled, licking feverishly at Hakon's balls, sensing that he was about to do something. Looking up from her position, she saw him retract his thumbs, thinking he was ready to comply with Slash's slutty need.Smiling , she pulled away, watching as Hakon lifted her friend from his mammoth dick, seeing all her slutty juices glossed over the skin of his cock. Void couldn't help, but lick her lips, wanting to taste that meat. He was tormenting Slash and Void grinned when she heard her cry out in pleasure. Void's own pussy throbbed, wanting that dick inside of her, or his fingers again, whichever, so long as she was filled and stretched. Void assumed that the Mutant was going to shoot his spunk all over Slash's face and breasts, but she was wrong. Before anyone knew it, Void watched as the Mutant forced her friend down onto his cock, all the way to the base, forcing her to take him all. Void was wide eyed, mortified and surprised, her ears catching the choked gasp from Slash.


Slash had assumed he was going to cake her face and body with cum, but she was wrong. She never expected him to do this to her, then again, she asked for it. Feeling her asshole empty made her moan in dissappointment. Feeling his cock slide out from her made her gasp and hold onto him, begging for him to stay where he was. "Oh God, don't leave me empty."She had whispered, though cried out whenher clit was viciously rubbed and pressed.Trembling, Slash had really hoped to have her face caked with hot, white spunk, but instead, she felt herself being raised a bit, her asscheeks grabbed hard.She wasn't going to sit well for a while no doubt. Before she knew it and without warning either, Slash had been forced down, with the help of his hold, his cock was pushed all the way, passed the boundary.Her hands had been settled on his shoulders, but now, she was holding him with a death like grip, her nails having dug themselves a bit into his hard skin.Her face was frozen, her mouth partially open as she struggled to breathe. Her eye widened as she stared at him. He was completely buried inside of her, her body having been forced to take him in even though it was protesting. Though as much as it pained her, her pussy couldn't help, but twitch and throbb around his meat, her stomach clenching and unclenching a bit. Taking a breathe, she exhaled it through her nose, her body shuddering when she did so.

Slash pressed her forehead against his pecs and trembled, though the trembling wasn't because she was in pain. Well she was in some pain, but the trembling was her silently laughing a bit, but soon, her laughter was growning a bit louder, until she had her head thrown back, laughing like a craze woman. A tear streamed down her cheek, until finally, her forced her hands from his shoulders and placed them behind his head, pressing his forehead to her's as she grinned." I want to fucking marry you, you fucking bastard."She said, swallowing down her tears and grinned."You're the only man for me. No one else can compare."She said, unable to move, his cock having pressing against the confines of her uterus.


Void was amazed to hear her friend laughing. Then again, Slash was a crazy woman.As crazy as could be. She loved the pain, the abuse, loved it on herself or inflicting it on others. Eyes shifting, Void watched as some blood slowly ran down and began to coat Hakon's balls. He ripped her a bit, or more, though Slash didn't care. Nibbling her lower lip, Void moved in and ran her tongue along the heavy orbs, glossing the skin with her saliva, then running her tongue up to wher they were connected, licking at teasing her friend, hoping she was enjoying this and was getting distracted from whatever pain she was feeling.

 

[Razgriz]

She could only smile, her cheeks flushed. “I hope your balls don't run out any time soon then.”She said and slammed herself downward again, a puffed groaned escaping her mouth. All the spunk he shot into her had collected, coating every bit of her deep within. Some of that spunk would be turned into energy for her to use, since her body was over exerting herself. So she should thank him for all that spunk, it was doing good for her vitality.

Feeling his hands on her curvy hips, his hold strong, Nova had raised herself, but when about to slam back down, he forced her down even harder, making her cry out. “I..was...waiting..for..you...to be...helpful.”She gasped, laughing a bit. He was a tease and challenger. He issued a challenge, she would not back out from it. “Don't cry when I break your pelvis.”She smirked and firmly placed her hands better on his taut stomach, her body rising up, the head the only thing still inside her and without warning, her eyes glowed a bit as she slammed down harder then was humanly possibly, the ground under Mikael slowly shifting. Her pussy tightened around his shaft, her body humming and vibrating. Raising her body again, she slammed it down, pushing down hard on Mikael's hips. “B-Better...?”she choked, her nails having dug into his skin, blood slowly running. Beads of sweat collected on her skin, her body glowing from sex and pleasure.With the forced thrusting of her body, her breasts jiggled and bounced as if tempting him.Crying out almost like a slut, she forced her nails from where they were digging, but then she reached up, still working her hips hard on him, and rested them on his chest, only to harshly run them down, seeing little beads of blood slowly appearing and pooling. Inflicting him pain was a turn on, she loved it. Receiving it, especially from someone like him was also a turn on. Nova knew she didn't have an issue, since mostly every human being around here had that issue. They either loved the pain on to themselves or loved inflicting onto others. Sick and twisted yes, but did it matter? Not really, so she didn't give a damn, why should others.

Mikael couldn't help but laugh as Nova told him not to cry when she broke his pelvis; yeah, fat chance of that happening. Even a direct punch from a Behemoth didn't break his bones, so she had no chance of doing that. Still, the prospect was highly amusing to him. "You can....try....woman....." he then issued a challenge in response; at most, she'd bruise him - a very easy to ignore injury. It was obvious to anyone that he and Nova were quite the interesting pair, always teasing and challenging each other. It would seem that they were the perfect pair.

When she asked if the increased force of her slams were better, Mikael just slammed her down even harder than that, making those luscious tits of her bounce more and more. "No....THIS is better, you dirty slut of a woman. NOW you are fucking my meat." he then growled, basically using her tight pussy like a fleshlight, not that he knew or cared what that item was. His thick fingers bit into her skin, bruising the delicate-looking flesh with the force of his grip. It was amazing that no one happened upon them yet; but even if they did, they were both so powerful they could just ignore the threat and keeping fucking each other

 

[Redking6]

Princess was actually exausted truth be told. Her arm wasn't getting any better and fighting off these guards wasn't good to her health. She didn't want to use a Stimpak on her shoulder, thinking it a waste to try and heal a bruised muscle. Orin did her the favor and finishing the guard, then again, she had been a bit stunned in shock, seeing that pistol trained on her. Nodding in agreement, she followed, but stopped next to the guard Orin shot. She reached down, grabbed his pistol and tucked it in the small of her back. She then relieved him of the extra ammo he had, happy that he had about 80 rounds to him. Orin might need some, till then, she would hold onto them. The guard had nothing left and Princess hurried after Orin.


Reaching him, she stopped when the doors to the Infirmary whooshed open and a girl peered out. Princess reached for her bat, but stopped when the girl had her hands raised.

“Don't shoot or anything. I'm one of the good guys.Swear.”She said, her face a bit frantic and flushed with fear.

Princess quirked a brow. “Who are you?”

The girl sighed. “My name is Amara. I'm the one who started to rebel group here in the vault.”

“Your the daughter of the Overseer?”Princess asked, watching as the girl nodded. “You have so much explaining to do.”Princess took Orin by his arm and led him inside the Infirmary where the doors closed behind her. Looking around a few other were here, some a bit wounded, other looking a bit tired, and the rest just itching to fight. “Alright, explain.”

Amara sighed and began to relay what happened, about her best friend's dad leaving, then she had left as well and everything went into chaos, her father upset and locking up the Vault, saying that no one was to leave and no one was to enter.

“Well he scared you on that part, since Orin and me were able to get inside. “

“I guess he didn't bother changing the security password. He believed people wouldn't attempt in escaping.”

“He was smart to put two guards though.” Princess said dryly. “Alright, so what do we do. Kill the Overseer.”

“NO!”Amara shouted.

“Relax, I wasn't gonna. Though it was an option.”Looking to Orin, she sighed. “We in such deep shit. Up to the knees I believe.”

Orin was tired of all this. Bandits, and raiders were one thing but this was pure and utter bullshit. He had to make sure that saner heads would prevail though, considering that he would have been alright with causing havoc in this place and shooting everything up as quickly as he could. He watched the form come out and quickly step in front of them. He brought his gun up to bear, but when she raised her hands up in surrender he lowered. Turns out this was the woman that was causing so much trouble, well...Secondarily anyway. He felt Princess pull him into the infirmary and then Amara began to speak about the various things that caused all the upheaval of this place. As far as he was concerned, that just gave him more reason to want to get this whole thing over with as soon as possible.

"We are in deep...However, might as well bring down a few guards while we are at it. Then we can interrogate the overseer and then be down with all this crap." He said with a sigh and looked over to Princess, he made sure that his gun was still in his clutches and then with a deep breath he collected his thoughts. "We should probably make sure that we get to this guy quickly and then maybe we can stop all this nonsense as quickly as possible. And with as few casualties that need to occur." He said with a little shrug. At this point he was winging it and he hoped that they could make it out of this unscathed.

 

[Sanoci]

Slash giggled when she felt the vibrations on her breasts as Hakon motorboated her pillow like tits. She held on tightly to his head, keeping there, licking her lips and moaned, her ass hole stretched out beyond anything. She was going to be completely ruined, but it wouldn't worry her. A few Stimpaks would fix her up good, though she would still need a few days no doubt to heal from whatever damage this Mutant was going to cause her. Hearing Void's question, she smiled. "I want all of his spunk inside me. "She purred, rocking her hips a bit, growling low in her throat when she felt that dick rubbings at her inner walls.


Void chuckled, licking feverishly at Hakon's balls, sensing that he was about to do something. Looking up from her position, she saw him retract his thumbs, thinking he was ready to comply with Slash's slutty need.Smiling , she pulled away, watching as Hakon lifted her friend from his mammoth dick, seeing all her slutty juices glossed over the skin of his cock. Void couldn't help, but lick her lips, wanting to taste that meat. He was tormenting Slash and Void grinned when she heard her cry out in pleasure. Void's own pussy throbbed, wanting that dick inside of her, or his fingers again, whichever, so long as she was filled and stretched. Void assumed that the Mutant was going to shoot his spunk all over Slash's face and breasts, but she was wrong. Before anyone knew it, Void watched as the Mutant forced her friend down onto his cock, all the way to the base, forcing her to take him all. Void was wide eyed, mortified and surprised, her ears catching the choked gasp from Slash.


Slash had assumed he was going to cake her face and body with cum, but she was wrong. She never expected him to do this to her, then again, she asked for it. Feeling her asshole empty made her moan in dissappointment. Feeling his cock slide out from her made her gasp and hold onto him, begging for him to stay where he was. "Oh God, don't leave me empty."She had whispered, though cried out whenher clit was viciously rubbed and pressed.Trembling, Slash had really hoped to have her face caked with hot, white spunk, but instead, she felt herself being raised a bit, her asscheeks grabbed hard.She wasn't going to sit well for a while no doubt. Before she knew it and without warning either, Slash had been forced down, with the help of his hold, his cock was pushed all the way, passed the boundary.Her hands had been settled on his shoulders, but now, she was holding him with a death like grip, her nails having dug themselves a bit into his hard skin.Her face was frozen, her mouth partially open as she struggled to breathe. Her eye widened as she stared at him. He was completely buried inside of her, her body having been forced to take him in even though it was protesting. Though as much as it pained her, her pussy couldn't help, but twitch and throbb around his meat, her stomach clenching and unclenching a bit. Taking a breathe, she exhaled it through her nose, her body shuddering when she did so.

Slash pressed her forehead against his pecs and trembled, though the trembling wasn't because she was in pain. Well she was in some pain, but the trembling was her silently laughing a bit, but soon, her laughter was growning a bit louder, until she had her head thrown back, laughing like a craze woman. A tear streamed down her cheek, until finally, her forced her hands from his shoulders and placed them behind his head, pressing his forehead to her's as she grinned." I want to fucking marry you, you fucking bastard."She said, swallowing down her tears and grinned."You're the only man for me. No one else can compare."She said, unable to move, his cock having pressing against the confines of her uterus.


Void was amazed to hear her friend laughing. Then again, Slash was a crazy woman.As crazy as could be. She loved the pain, the abuse, loved it on herself or inflicting it on others. Eyes shifting, Void watched as some blood slowly ran down and began to coat Hakon's balls. He ripped her a bit, or more, though Slash didn't care. Nibbling her lower lip, Void moved in and ran her tongue along the heavy orbs, glossing the skin with her saliva, then running her tongue up to wher they were connected, licking at teasing her friend, hoping she was enjoying this and was getting distracted from whatever pain she was feeling.

Cushioned against her magnificent breast, the savage mammoth cock burrowed deep into her folds, shedding her insides thanks to the size of his appendage. Unusual to hear laughter in the middle of sex, he realized he really found himself a psychotic slut that currently wore his members like a pre-war condom. Plugging his meaty thumbs back into her avaricious asshole, Hakon lacked the ability to truly stroke into the pink slaver without the penalty of possibly killing her. Sheathed in the confines of her tore pink cavern, he felt her quiver and tighten around him, groaning from the tag team of Slash and the ferocious foreplay of Void who until now really received less than she deserved from this encounter. Removing his face from her mounds, he addressed Void as she worshiped his balls.

"Mmmm Void you deserve some true satisfaction yourself. Let this mutant finish off your friend and then you'll be rewarded. Do not fret ladies, saving all my cum to bathe you both."

Like a piston his thumbs went straight for the action, sending a barrage of strokes; utilizing his man meat to play a support beam and a massive sex toy to be manipulated for her immediate pleasure. Sinking his face back into those delicious tits, he preceded to motorboat the twins for moment longer to give homage to every layer of her sinister form. Changing up plans suddenly, Slash would witness first hand a super mutant gobbling one of her breast and suck on it like candy with his atrocious mouth. Occupied with various areas of her womanly anatomy, the kinky slaver would feel herself being pried open by his fingers, immersed as the malicious hitman intended to comply with her wishes and make this an experience that could sate her hunger for decades to come. He doubt the slavers were not masturbating to the erotic sounds departing from their vulgar lips, showing true superiority in conquering its most dangerous female inhabitants.



[ Felt could have done better, but deserved a post more than anything.]

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

Mikael couldn't help but laugh as Nova told him not to cry when she broke his pelvis; yeah, fat chance of that happening. Even a direct punch from a Behemoth didn't break his bones, so she had no chance of doing that. Still, the prospect was highly amusing to him. "You can....try....woman....." he then issued a challenge in response; at most, she'd bruise him - a very easy to ignore injury. It was obvious to anyone that he and Nova were quite the interesting pair, always teasing and challenging each other. It would seem that they were the perfect pair.

When she asked if the increased force of her slams were better, Mikael just slammed her down even harder than that, making those luscious tits of her bounce more and more. "No....THIS is better, you dirty slut of a woman. NOW you are fucking my meat." he then growled, basically using her tight pussy like a fleshlight, not that he knew or cared what that item was. His thick fingers bit into her skin, bruising the delicate-looking flesh with the force of his grip. It was amazing that no one happened upon them yet; but even if they did, they were both so powerful they could just ignore the threat and keeping fucking each other

Nova couldn't help, but smirk at him. They would issue challenges to each other through out the whole entire trip and truth be told, she wouldn't mind at all. It would entertain them a bit. Licking her lips, she held on tight, fingers pressing hard at his stomach, her hips grinding hard, circling as she took his meaty dick in and out of her wet cunt. Her whole body was focused on him and nothing more. She wanted a good fuck and no one or anything would be able to ruin it. Perhaps she aught to demonstrate how strong she truly was. She might be able to break his hips, but she could bruise them pretty well.


Knees pressed to his sides, Nova raised herself, dick head the only thing still nestled inside and slammed down, his body pushed into the ground hard, small cracks running from underneath him. Nova closed her eyes and let herself get lost, her knees pressing much harder against his sides. “Fill me with your seed.”She gasped, throwing her head back, breasts bouncing up and down fast, her knees continued to press into his sides, her nails digging into his skin.The pleasure was taking over her, making her lose her mind as she fucked him hard.



Off in the distance, looking over from above a steep cliff, a three Raiders were on their bellies, one looking through a pair of binoculars, checking out the hard fucking that was going on.

“Fucking kidding me.”

“What? What you see Rockhead?” Asked a purple spiked Raider to his leader.

Rockhead shook his head. “Some bitch...fucking what looks like a fucking behemoth looking kind of guy. Right there. Out in the open. Hard fucking.”

Purple spikes whistle. “Wow....wish that were me.”

“You wish you always got laid, though you can't, thanks to that fucked up face of your.”Said the third.

“Hey, fuck you Braid.”Purple spiked cursed and was about to lay down some ass kicking until their leader told them to shut it.

“Look. They obviously have some fucking good heat on them. There fucking right in the open without a care in the world. I think they might have a few things we might have.”Rockhead smirked. “I might take the bitch and enjoy her. We kill the fucker she's fucking and keep her, then sell her, alright?” The other two nodded. “Good. Check your ammo. Will get them while they're distracted. Hopefully they don't finish before we show.”All three stood and checked their weapons and then made there way down the cliff, keeping themselves hidden, they slowly approached the two unsuspected fuck birds.

Orin was tired of all this. Bandits, and raiders were one thing but this was pure and utter bullshit. He had to make sure that saner heads would prevail though, considering that he would have been alright with causing havoc in this place and shooting everything up as quickly as he could. He watched the form come out and quickly step in front of them. He brought his gun up to bear, but when she raised her hands up in surrender he lowered. Turns out this was the woman that was causing so much trouble, well...Secondarily anyway. He felt Princess pull him into the infirmary and then Amara began to speak about the various things that caused all the upheaval of this place. As far as he was concerned, that just gave him more reason to want to get this whole thing over with as soon as possible.

"We are in deep...However, might as well bring down a few guards while we are at it. Then we can interrogate the overseer and then be down with all this crap." He said with a sigh and looked over to Princess, he made sure that his gun was still in his clutches and then with a deep breath he collected his thoughts. "We should probably make sure that we get to this guy quickly and then maybe we can stop all this nonsense as quickly as possible. And with as few casualties that need to occur." He said with a little shrug. At this point he was winging it and he hoped that they could make it out of this unscathed.

Princess nodded. “Hopefully we can hold off from causing to many, though those guards are a bit.....persistant.”

Amara nodded. “Here. We have a limited amount of Stimpaks, but these should help. We also have a few ammo for your gun Orin, but nothing for you Princess.”

“No problem. I'm good with that bat.” Which was an understatement, thanks to how her arm was. “So where is your old man located.”

“He's kept himself in his office, on the second floor. You can't miss it really. Just take a right when you leave the Infirmary, pass three halls, take a left, pass two, a right and it'll be to the left. Watch out. No doubt he has a few guards lurking around. Don't kill them please. I think just knocking them out might be better then anything.”

“Well if they begin to shoot like mad men, I can't guarantee I'll go easy, okay Amara. We might rough up your old man, but we won't cause to much hard.”

Amara nodded in understanding, since there wasn't much they could do. “Alright. Becareful.”

Princess could only smile. “Were reckless people.” She laughed and nodded to Orin, then stepped out. So far, no guard came chasing after them, which wasn't a good sign. “Alright, so take a left and pass three, then a left.”Nodding at the correct directions, Princess held onto her bat with her good hand, letting her fucked up shoulder take a break from the strain. “When this is over, I'm gonna need a good shower, a good drink, and perhaps a good man to keep me company.” She didn't say that to Orin personally, just something that was on her mind. Dammit, she came here for sanctuary, not to clean house.

Cushioned against her magnificent breast, the savage mammoth cock burrowed deep into her folds, shedding her insides thanks to the size of his appendage. Unusual to hear laughter in the middle of sex, he realized he really found himself a psychotic slut that currently wore his members like a pre-war condom. Plugging his meaty thumbs back into her avaricious asshole, Hakon lacked the ability to truly stroke into the pink slaver without the penalty of possibly killing her. Sheathed in the confines of her tore pink cavern, he felt her quiver and tighten around him, groaning from the tag team of Slash and the ferocious foreplay of Void who until now really received less than she deserved from this encounter. Removing his face from her mounds, he addressed Void as she worshiped his balls.

"Mmmm Void you deserve some true satisfaction yourself. Let this mutant finish off your friend and then you'll be rewarded. Do not fret ladies, saving all my cum to bathe you both."

Like a piston his thumbs went straight for the action, sending a barrage of strokes; utilizing his man meat to play a support beam and a massive sex toy to be manipulated for her immediate pleasure. Sinking his face back into those delicious tits, he preceded to motorboat the twins for moment longer to give homage to every layer of her sinister form. Changing up plans suddenly, Slash would witness first hand a super mutant gobbling one of her breast and suck on it like candy with his atrocious mouth. Occupied with various areas of her womanly anatomy, the kinky slaver would feel herself being pried open by his fingers, immersed as the malicious hitman intended to comply with her wishes and make this an experience that could sate her hunger for decades to come. He doubt the slavers were not masturbating to the erotic sounds departing from their vulgar lips, showing true superiority in conquering its most dangerous female inhabitants.



[ Felt could have done better, but deserved a post more than anything.]

Slash let out heart-filled groans, the lewd sounds echoing through out the garage, no doubt everyone outside was hearing them. She didn't give a fuck. She wanted everyone to know that a Mutant was fucking her, was making her cry out like a slut and was the one who was going to cream all over and inside of her. Slash took his dick like a trooper, not caring about the damage he was causing inside of her.A few Stimpaks would help her out a bit, though she doubted she would be able to do anything even after she was healed. Void was being sweet by making her feel a bit better with that slutty tongue of her's. “Oh fuck.....Void..”She groaned, tossing her head back, her body bouncing up and down as this Mutant shoved his thumbs in and out of her lewd back door. Her arms banded tightly around his head, pressing his harder against her soft pillows as if she were trying to sofficate him. “Fucking animal.”She growled. Looking down, her eyes focused as his mouth opened wide and he took one whole breasts, slurping and sucking, his long tongue licking all over her skin. Her nails racked hard over his head, leaving a few little marks, though they weren't severe thanks to his thick skin.


Void purred, her tongue giving much attention to Hakon's heavy balls, slurping lewdly as she sucked and licked. She moaned, her lips kissing Slash's ass cheeks, hearing a sigh escape her friends lips. “No need to worry about me. I was quite happy with those meaty hands of yours.”She chuckled. “Your mouth would also do me well.”She purred, licking her lips and continued to give much love and attention to his testicles. “Mmm, I wanna taste all your cum as if flows down your thighs and balls. Give me that atleast.”She smirked. “I also wanna see all that spunk gushing from Slash's slutty ass pussy.” Void laughed, raising her hand and spanked her friend's left ass cheek hard, watching as a red mark began to show. A cry was heard and void spanked her again, this time on the other cheek. “Do you want it? Fucking slut. Do you want this Mutan's hot spunk?”She asked, spanking her harder and harder, the sound echoing around them.


Slash could only nod her head. “I...wanna be bathed in it.” She breathed, tightening a bit around his meaty rod. “ I wanna smell it on my skin and hair.” She laughed, her one eye glossed over with pure pleasure.


((Now I feel as if I could have done better. Sorry ))

 

[Sanoci]

Reacting to her body like he was driven to starvation through a famine, his salacious mouth bestowing more suction and bewildered tongue lashing against one of her plump breast. Impaling one broad on his cock and another one putting his testicles through a manual rinse cycle with her mouth, Eulogy would definitely need to relinquish these babes for their ferocity and dauntless demeanor when facing an imposing force like himself. Moist and still avid in constricting his monstrous sex organ, Slash remained vigilant despite the damage inflicted, exhibiting pleasure through this rough sex. The pink haired harlot moans were like music in the background, responding positively to his bulbous head practically in no man land within her folds.

".. Won't.. be.. long.. til... I.. spill it all into you SLUTS!!!!!!!!! "

Hakon was slowly succumbing to the pressure of her pussy, waves of pleasure corrupting his control over the pace of this session. Combined with the support role Void was playing on his balls, it would not be long until that lustful promise from earlier would finally bare fruit. Paradise Falls was truly a haven, something he never expected through a little meeting with the client and his goons. Probably sensing his vigorous actions diminishing, the hitman kept her asshole plugged through his thumbs, leaving her in suspense and longing for more; knowing her walls would react in its own way.

 

[Razgriz]

Nova couldn't help, but smirk at him. They would issue challenges to each other through out the whole entire trip and truth be told, she wouldn't mind at all. It would entertain them a bit. Licking her lips, she held on tight, fingers pressing hard at his stomach, her hips grinding hard, circling as she took his meaty dick in and out of her wet cunt. Her whole body was focused on him and nothing more. She wanted a good fuck and no one or anything would be able to ruin it. Perhaps she aught to demonstrate how strong she truly was. She might be able to break his hips, but she could bruise them pretty well.


Knees pressed to his sides, Nova raised herself, dick head the only thing still nestled inside and slammed down, his body pushed into the ground hard, small cracks running from underneath him. Nova closed her eyes and let herself get lost, her knees pressing much harder against his sides. “Fill me with your seed.”She gasped, throwing her head back, breasts bouncing up and down fast, her knees continued to press into his sides, her nails digging into his skin.The pleasure was taking over her, making her lose her mind as she fucked him hard.



Off in the distance, looking over from above a steep cliff, a three Raiders were on their bellies, one looking through a pair of binoculars, checking out the hard fucking that was going on.

“Fucking kidding me.”

“What? What you see Rockhead?” Asked a purple spiked Raider to his leader.

Rockhead shook his head. “Some bitch...fucking what looks like a fucking behemoth looking kind of guy. Right there. Out in the open. Hard fucking.”

Purple spikes whistle. “Wow....wish that were me.”

“You wish you always got laid, though you can't, thanks to that fucked up face of your.”Said the third.

“Hey, fuck you Braid.”Purple spiked cursed and was about to lay down some ass kicking until their leader told them to shut it.

“Look. They obviously have some fucking good heat on them. There fucking right in the open without a care in the world. I think they might have a few things we might have.”Rockhead smirked. “I might take the bitch and enjoy her. We kill the fucker she's fucking and keep her, then sell her, alright?” The other two nodded. “Good. Check your ammo. Will get them while they're distracted. Hopefully they don't finish before we show.”All three stood and checked their weapons and then made there way down the cliff, keeping themselves hidden, they slowly approached the two unsuspected fuck birds.

Mikael laughed out loud, feeling her hot, tight pussy slide along his hard pole as she worked to get herself and him off. Of course, the dirty slut wanted more of his cum inside her, something the big brute was more than happy to deliver. "That's what you want, huh? You want my dick to fill you with even more thick cum? Well, I always appreciate honesty, so I'll give you what you want." he then said; of course, this would come with a condition, but he had a feeling she wouldn't be TOO reluctant to accept it.

Regardless, his cock soon swelled up and began to pulse within her as Nova's movements became more heated, those massive jugs of hers bouncing like crazy as her pussy started to milk his cock, the purple head penetrating her cervix over and over again as his meaty mitts slammed her down on his shaft harder and harder. His orgasm soon overtook him and he pulled her down hard, burying every inch of himself inside her again.

Thick ropes of heated, sticky sperm were soon pumped into her, adding to the large amount of cum already inside. Even when she was full to the brim, his massive meat kept throbbing and shooting more into her; her stomach would start to expand from the massive release being unloaded into her, and by the time he was finished, she would appear to be eight months pregnant jsut from him cumming inside her like that. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his length still somewhat hard inside her; if she wanted to go again, he could easily get it up, but he was satisfied for the most part.

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

Reacting to her body like he was driven to starvation through a famine, his salacious mouth bestowing more suction and bewildered tongue lashing against one of her plump breast. Impaling one broad on his cock and another one putting his testicles through a manual rinse cycle with her mouth, Eulogy would definitely need to relinquish these babes for their ferocity and dauntless demeanor when facing an imposing force like himself. Moist and still avid in constricting his monstrous sex organ, Slash remained vigilant despite the damage inflicted, exhibiting pleasure through this rough sex. The pink haired harlot moans were like music in the background, responding positively to his bulbous head practically in no man land within her folds.

".. Won't.. be.. long.. til... I.. spill it all into you SLUTS!!!!!!!!! "

Hakon was slowly succumbing to the pressure of her pussy, waves of pleasure corrupting his control over the pace of this session. Combined with the support role Void was playing on his balls, it would not be long until that lustful promise from earlier would finally bare fruit. Paradise Falls was truly a haven, something he never expected through a little meeting with the client and his goons. Probably sensing his vigorous actions diminishing, the hitman kept her asshole plugged through his thumbs, leaving her in suspense and longing for more; knowing her walls would react in its own way.

She was gonna cum. All the pressure being forced inside and against her pussy was to much for her to handle. It didn't help, that with that angle she was at, especially is cock, the thick veins of his dick were rubbing and gliding heavily against her clit. “S-Spill it...spill it now dammit.”She grunted, wiggling her hips in a manner that made her cry out like a slutty whore, her body racked with trembles. “Fill this cunt of mine with your spunk.” leaning up as best she could, she took his lower lip between her teeth and tugged, bitting down a bit a hard, then released, licking and his mouth to persuade. “Come on baby. Fill this bitch with hot spunk. Void will be happy to get you nice and clean.” Laughing, she kissed him once more, hard, her tongue thrusting inside his mouth, licking at his teeth, gums, then reaching for his own hot tongue and dueled with it, moaning as she sucked on his tongue, pretending a bit that she was sucking something else of his.


Void groaned, her tongue, lips and teeth giving homage to Hakon's heavy dangling testicles. She felt them throb against her tongue. The musky scent of Slash's nectar as well as his was intoxicating, she couldn't help, but press her nose into his balls and breath. Her pussy tingle, her stomach feeling as if someone lit a fire within her. Leaning up, she ran her tongue and teeth along the undervein of his cock, tasting until she reached the connection of both these fucking animals. Chucking when she heard her friend beg for this man's hot cum, Void shook her head and grinned. “Impatient little bitch you are.”She said and slapped her hand hard over Slash's nice pinked ass cheek. She heard a cry, and spanked her again and again, seeing that lush pale skin turn pinker and pinker. “Give it to her Hakon. This slutty bitch was to get pump up with hot juice. And I'll gladly clean you right off, no problem.” She grinned, her hands reaching up to cup his balls and she began to massage them, rolling them in her palms, squeezing them a bit, feeling the throb and pulse in her hand.

Mikael laughed out loud, feeling her hot, tight pussy slide along his hard pole as she worked to get herself and him off. Of course, the dirty slut wanted more of his cum inside her, something the big brute was more than happy to deliver. "That's what you want, huh? You want my dick to fill you with even more thick cum? Well, I always appreciate honesty, so I'll give you what you want." he then said; of course, this would come with a condition, but he had a feeling she wouldn't be TOO reluctant to accept it.

Regardless, his cock soon swelled up and began to pulse within her as Nova's movements became more heated, those massive jugs of hers bouncing like crazy as her pussy started to milk his cock, the purple head penetrating her cervix over and over again as his meaty mitts slammed her down on his shaft harder and harder. His orgasm soon overtook him and he pulled her down hard, burying every inch of himself inside her again.

Thick ropes of heated, sticky sperm were soon pumped into her, adding to the large amount of cum already inside. Even when she was full to the brim, his massive meat kept throbbing and shooting more into her; her stomach would start to expand from the massive release being unloaded into her, and by the time he was finished, she would appear to be eight months pregnant jsut from him cumming inside her like that. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his length still somewhat hard inside her; if she wanted to go again, he could easily get it up, but he was satisfied for the most part.

As the three Raiders slowly moved closer, they took cover behind a large boulder. Rockhead put a finger to his mouth to silence the other two dumbasses and carefully looked behind the boulder. They were a few feet away from the fucking couple and his mouth couldn't help, but go slack as he watched the show. From afar, the man that was being ridden looked like a normal person, but up close. Holy fuck, was she fucking a Mutant or something close tot he same. The Motherfucker was Huuuuuge!. Rockhead could only see the bitch's back, but she looked slender, her body wrapped in a body suit, but ripped from between her long legs in order to take in that, - Holy shit. Was that a fucking dick or an engorged pickle of some sort? Rockhead could hear them close to cumming and he was going to use the opportunity to bring them down. He was going to injure the bitch, then while the big guy is distracted, they'll attack, perfect. Bring his hand up, he told his moron of a team to shut the fuck up. Bring out his Hunting Rifle, he crouched down, getting a better position and raised his weapon, taking aim. He was in the zone, forcing himself not to get distracted at the fact that those beefy as hands were clamped down in that whore's hips, his fingers spread over her ass a bit. Aiming at her shoulder, he closed one eye and just as he was about to pull the trigger, Purple spikes the dumbass decided to get an allergy and sneeze, causing Rockhead to misdirect his shot, pull the trigger and send his bullet flying.......through the whore's throat.

“Fucking shit.”He cursed and ducked back, glaring at the fidiot that sneezed.



Nova was working her hips like a machine, rocking hard and fast, taking in his swollen dick inside her body, feeling it deep within her. The cum he would release will sustain her for days, food will not be needed for her body. The best part was that he would be shooting all that spunk deep inside her, whatever organs were left would absorb his semen and fueling her. Glancing down, her dragged her nails from his chest, down to his stomach, her eyes glowing almost. “I'm a truthful being Mikael. Expect me never to lie.”she said, slamming her hips faster and faster, puffs of dust plumming up in the air. She was going to cum. Nova was hungry for his semen, needed it badly. Her senses were open, yes, making sure nothing jumped them, but at this particular moment, they were focused on Mikael. His body, his cock, that way he drilled inside her, gripped at her hips, forcing her down as if she were no more than a doll to fuck.

Unable to stop herself, she felt the first shots of hot seed pump into her and Nova threw her head back and screamed, her climax rocketing, her body shaking as her pussy clamped down hard on his dick, milking ever bit of milk he had. He didn't stomp pumping, didn't stop moving his hips and neither could she, not even when she felt her stomach expand forward. Some of the white, sticky fluid seeped from where they were connected, coating her thighs and his hips, but she didn't care. Her body was working over time to absorb the cum and process it into energy. Just as she moved her head forward, Nova was to slow to react the gun shot that sounded and before she knew it, her throat stung with heat, then pain, something hot was traveling down between her breasts.Raising her hand, she touched her throat then looked at her fingers. Blood. Looking at Mikael, his face was splattered with a bit of her blood as well.


As the pain seared through out her throat, she coughed blood trying to speak to Mikael.Slamming a hand on her bleeding throat, she gurgled, chocking blood. “Find......enemy. Must...........heal.” She gasped, hunching over, her forehead resting on his shoulder.



From behind them, the three Raiders were scrambling about, cursing and yelling at each other.

“Fuck. Shit, shit, shit. Fucking dumb ass, what the fuck?” Rockhead screamed, slapping the one with Purple spikes in the face. “Son of a bitch.Get ready. Fuck, you cost me that slut you dumbass. I fucking wanted her.”he screeched, taking out his 10mm and checking it for ammo, making sure he was good.


They were in deep shit, especially since they didn't really know who they were going to face today.

 

[Redking6]

Princess nodded. “Hopefully we can hold off from causing to many, though those guards are a bit.....persistant.”

Amara nodded. “Here. We have a limited amount of Stimpaks, but these should help. We also have a few ammo for your gun Orin, but nothing for you Princess.”

“No problem. I'm good with that bat.” Which was an understatement, thanks to how her arm was. “So where is your old man located.”

“He's kept himself in his office, on the second floor. You can't miss it really. Just take a right when you leave the Infirmary, pass three halls, take a left, pass two, a right and it'll be to the left. Watch out. No doubt he has a few guards lurking around. Don't kill them please. I think just knocking them out might be better then anything.”

“Well if they begin to shoot like mad men, I can't guarantee I'll go easy, okay Amara. We might rough up your old man, but we won't cause to much hard.”

Amara nodded in understanding, since there wasn't much they could do. “Alright. Becareful.”

Princess could only smile. “Were reckless people.” She laughed and nodded to Orin, then stepped out. So far, no guard came chasing after them, which wasn't a good sign. “Alright, so take a left and pass three, then a left.”Nodding at the correct directions, Princess held onto her bat with her good hand, letting her fucked up shoulder take a break from the strain. “When this is over, I'm gonna need a good shower, a good drink, and perhaps a good man to keep me company.” She didn't say that to Orin personally, just something that was on her mind. Dammit, she came here for sanctuary, not to clean house.

(I'm sorry for the extremely long delay in posting. I've had a weird schedule lately.)

Orin kept a tight grip on Sagittarius as he nodded to Amara as he used one hand to pick up some of the extra ammo for his gun. He released a small sigh as she asked that they not kill the guards. Sure he usually liked to stick to the "good guy mentality" on most occasions, however since he arrived everyone in this place was trying to kill him and Princess, a notion that he was not going to take lightly. Sure he would rather not have killed every one in this place, and yet at the same time he really wanted this to be over and done with. He knew that Princess was probably beyond disappointing and he couldn't blame her for it. She had come seeking some kind of sanctuary and now all she had to look forward to was more chaos. Orin placed the spare ammo into his side pouch and took hold of his weapon with both hands once again. He released a deep breath and nodded a second time as he followed Princess out into the hallway.

He went over the directions in his head, as they made their way towards the room no guards were coming towards them, trying to gun or beat them down. A notion that wasn't really putting him at ease. His breath was heavy as his mind tried to keep focused, sweat starting to from on his forehead. Before he knew it he was taking a spot near the doorway. He knew they were close but not quite there. He heard Princess talking next to him. Her suggestions seemed to be a good way to vent off steam, but he couldn't help blush a little as she mentioned needing a good man. He knew that she probably wasn't speaking about him, but he couldn't help but think about it. He had no reason to say or suspect anything, and as a result he pressed forward. "Looks like this is it up here." He said quietly pointing towards a closed door on the side of the wall. He took position on one side. "I'm terrible at electronic locks...Can you crack it?" He asked as quietly as he could reading himself for whatever kind of problems they would face on the other side.

 

[Razgriz]

As the three Raiders slowly moved closer, they took cover behind a large boulder. Rockhead put a finger to his mouth to silence the other two dumbasses and carefully looked behind the boulder. They were a few feet away from the fucking couple and his mouth couldn't help, but go slack as he watched the show. From afar, the man that was being ridden looked like a normal person, but up close. Holy fuck, was she fucking a Mutant or something close to the same. The Motherfucker was Huuuuuge!. Rockhead could only see the bitch's back, but she looked slender, her body wrapped in a body suit, but ripped from between her long legs in order to take in that, - Holy shit. Was that a fucking dick or an engorged pickle of some sort? Rockhead could hear them close to cumming and he was going to use the opportunity to bring them down. He was going to injure the bitch, then while the big guy is distracted, they'll attack, perfect. Bring his hand up, he told his moron of a team to shut the fuck up. Bring out his Hunting Rifle, he crouched down, getting a better position and raised his weapon, taking aim. He was in the zone, forcing himself not to get distracted at the fact that those beefy as hands were clamped down in that whore's hips, his fingers spread over her ass a bit. Aiming at her shoulder, he closed one eye and just as he was about to pull the trigger, Purple spikes the dumbass decided to get an allergy and sneeze, causing Rockhead to misdirect his shot, pull the trigger and send his bullet flying.......through the whore's throat.

“Fucking shit.”He cursed and ducked back, glaring at the fidiot that sneezed.



Nova was working her hips like a machine, rocking hard and fast, taking in his swollen dick inside her body, feeling it deep within her. The cum he would release will sustain her for days, food will not be needed for her body. The best part was that he would be shooting all that spunk deep inside her, whatever organs were left would absorb his semen and fueling her. Glancing down, her dragged her nails from his chest, down to his stomach, her eyes glowing almost. “I'm a truthful being Mikael. Expect me never to lie.”she said, slamming her hips faster and faster, puffs of dust plumming up in the air. She was going to cum. Nova was hungry for his semen, needed it badly. Her senses were open, yes, making sure nothing jumped them, but at this particular moment, they were focused on Mikael. His body, his cock, that way he drilled inside her, gripped at her hips, forcing her down as if she were no more than a doll to fuck.

Unable to stop herself, she felt the first shots of hot seed pump into her and Nova threw her head back and screamed, her climax rocketing, her body shaking as her pussy clamped down hard on his dick, milking ever bit of milk he had. He didn't stomp pumping, didn't stop moving his hips and neither could she, not even when she felt her stomach expand forward. Some of the white, sticky fluid seeped from where they were connected, coating her thighs and his hips, but she didn't care. Her body was working over time to absorb the cum and process it into energy. Just as she moved her head forward, Nova was to slow to react the gun shot that sounded and before she knew it, her throat stung with heat, then pain, something hot was traveling down between her breasts.Raising her hand, she touched her throat then looked at her fingers. Blood. Looking at Mikael, his face was splattered with a bit of her blood as well.


As the pain seared through out her throat, she coughed blood trying to speak to Mikael.Slamming a hand on her bleeding throat, she gurgled, chocking blood. “Find......enemy. Must...........heal.” She gasped, hunching over, her forehead resting on his shoulder.



From behind them, the three Raiders were scrambling about, cursing and yelling at each other.

“Fuck. Shit, shit, shit. Fucking dumb ass, what the fuck?” Rockhead screamed, slapping the one with Purple spikes in the face. “Son of a bitch.Get ready. Fuck, you cost me that slut you dumbass. I fucking wanted her.”he screeched, taking out his 10mm and checking it for ammo, making sure he was good.


They were in deep shit, especially since they didn't really know who they were going to face today.

(Hahaha, they fucked up now XD)

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Mikael was so busy dumping his load into Nova that he wasn't able to sense the coming strike against them; if they were smart, they would have tried to shoot him first. Granted they still would have failed, but they would at least show some intelligence. Mikael's head was tossed back as he pumped Nova's body full of sperm, enough to give her energy for healing and then some. He soon felt flecks of heat coat his face; his eyes wandered up to see Nova clenching her throating, red hot liquid seeping from between her fingers. He froze, first with surprise, then with rage. Someone shot his woman.......Now they were dead.

His ears picked up screeching; he then tilted his head back to see a flurry of movement behind a set of rocks. As Nova hunched over him, her head near his shoulder and her gasping, gurgling breaths assualting his eardrums, Mikael replied to her statement "I won't just find them.....I KILL THEM!" He then pulled her off his cock, laying her down in a position where she could heal easiest, some of his fluid pumping out from between her legs but the majority being trapped inside. His erect length softened a little, but it still stood out imposingly, covered in a thick layer of white from their coupling.

Mikael then gave a deranged, defeaning roar; there was another nickname he had besides Big Meanie. In some parts, he was known as "The Berserker". There were times when he went into an uncontrollable rage, leaving death and destruction in his wake.....This would be one of those times. The idiot Raiders could try shooting him, but all that would do is piss him off. As he charged towards the trio of morons, his wounds seemed to close up at an even faster rate; it wasn't long before he leaped high into the air, his naked, massive form blocking out the sun above them and landing right on top of Braids.

The poor bastard wouldn't even get a chance to scream as Mikael literally tore him to pieces, guts and bones and flesh being strewn everywhere in a bloody mess, coating Mikael in a bright shade of crimson fluid. The blood-soaked behemoth then focused his attention on Purple-Spikes and Rockhead, his bright predatory hues focusing on them with soul-crushing intensity; they were fucked, and there was nothing they could do about it. Mikael bellowed once more, his spine-shaking cry of war booming across the landscape before charging in for the kill.

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

(I'm sorry for the extremely long delay in posting. I've had a weird schedule lately.)

Orin kept a tight grip on Sagittarius as he nodded to Amara as he used one hand to pick up some of the extra ammo for his gun. He released a small sigh as she asked that they not kill the guards. Sure he usually liked to stick to the "good guy mentality" on most occasions, however since he arrived everyone in this place was trying to kill him and Princess, a notion that he was not going to take lightly. Sure he would rather not have killed every one in this place, and yet at the same time he really wanted this to be over and done with. He knew that Princess was probably beyond disappointing and he couldn't blame her for it. She had come seeking some kind of sanctuary and now all she had to look forward to was more chaos. Orin placed the spare ammo into his side pouch and took hold of his weapon with both hands once again. He released a deep breath and nodded a second time as he followed Princess out into the hallway.

He went over the directions in his head, as they made their way towards the room no guards were coming towards them, trying to gun or beat them down. A notion that wasn't really putting him at ease. His breath was heavy as his mind tried to keep focused, sweat starting to from on his forehead. Before he knew it he was taking a spot near the doorway. He knew they were close but not quite there. He heard Princess talking next to him. Her suggestions seemed to be a good way to vent off steam, but he couldn't help blush a little as she mentioned needing a good man. He knew that she probably wasn't speaking about him, but he couldn't help but think about it. He had no reason to say or suspect anything, and as a result he pressed forward. "Looks like this is it up here." He said quietly pointing towards a closed door on the side of the wall. He took position on one side. "I'm terrible at electronic locks...Can you crack it?" He asked as quietly as he could reading himself for whatever kind of problems they would face on the other side.

No guards had appeared and attacked them, so chances were they were dealing with other people or no doubt making up some sort of strategy to stop the rebels. The Overseer for sure was planning something and Princess was ready for anything he was dishing out. Walking down the hallways made her nerves skitterish, their light footsteps seeming to echo around them, fearing that the light noise will cause someone to jump out and attack them, but no one came out. She found it rather odd truth be told and looked to Orin. “Keep your senses open. Why no one is around is rather....daunting.” She was cautious and a bit....scared. Scared that perhaps someone was at this moment right behind them and aiming a pistol to their heads. Princess looked over her shoulder, saw no one and looked back, not relaxing for a minute.

Heart beating in her chest like a while marching band, she looked up, seeing a sign that said Overseer's Quarters. Reading the lock computer mechanism and cursing, she looked around. “Lets see how complicated this thing is.” She said and pressed a button. Hitting a series of buttons, she saw the screen change into different coding words. She clicked a few, getting an error here and there, then finally the screen changed and she hit and clicked at another few key pass codes and something clicked. Smiling, she pulled away from the computer. “And Bingo was his name-o.” Princess pushed the button for the door to opened and stepped to the side, looking over her shoulder through the door. No one was around. “Okay. No welcome wagon. Rather......daunting.” Clutching her bat, she looked left and right, hearing nothing more then the computers humming inside. Looking at Orin, she nodded and proceeded forward cautiously, shifting her eyes left, then right, ready for if someone or thing came out and jumped them.

Passing a set of super computer towers, something blue flashed by and before she knew it, a baton was bring swung down and Princess was to late to bring her bat up to block it, the baton landing hard on her bad shoulder and making her grunt in pain.” Son of a bitch.”She said, raising her leg and kicking the fucking guard in the gut. She staggered bad, her arm unable to raise the bat, her free hand clutching her shoulder. “Orin!”She called out, hoping he would do her the favor of bring the damn guard down.

(Hahaha, they fucked up now XD)

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Mikael was so busy dumping his load into Nova that he wasn't able to sense the coming strike against them; if they were smart, they would have tried to shoot him first. Granted they still would have failed, but they would at least show some intelligence. Mikael's head was tossed back as he pumped Nova's body full of sperm, enough to give her energy for healing and then some. He soon felt flecks of heat coat his face; his eyes wandered up to see Nova clenching her throating, red hot liquid seeping from between her fingers. He froze, first with surprise, then with rage. Someone shot his woman.......Now they were dead.

His ears picked up screeching; he then tilted his head back to see a flurry of movement behind a set of rocks. As Nova hunched over him, her head near his shoulder and her gasping, gurgling breaths assualting his eardrums, Mikael replied to her statement "I won't just find them.....I KILL THEM!" He then pulled her off his cock, laying her down in a position where she could heal easiest, some of his fluid pumping out from between her legs but the majority being trapped inside. His erect length softened a little, but it still stood out imposingly, covered in a thick layer of white from their coupling.

Mikael then gave a deranged, defeaning roar; there was another nickname he had besides Big Meanie. In some parts, he was known as "The Berserker". There were times when he went into an uncontrollable rage, leaving death and destruction in his wake.....This would be one of those times. The idiot Raiders could try shooting him, but all that would do is piss him off. As he charged
towards the trio of morons, his wounds seemed to close up at an even faster rate; it wasn't long before he leaped high into the air, his naked, massive form blocking out the sun above them and landing right on top of Braids.

The poor bastard wouldn't even get a chance to scream as Mikael literally tore him to pieces, guts and bones and flesh being strewn everywhere in a bloody mess, coating Mikael in a bright shade of crimson fluid. The blood-soaked behemoth then focused his attention on Purple-Spikes and Rockhead, his bright predatory hues focusing on them with soul-crushing intensity; they were fucked, and there was nothing they could do about it. Mikael bellowed once more, his spine-shaking cry of war booming across the landscape before charging in for the kill.

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The Raiders didn't know what hit them, until it landed on them...literary. Purple-Spikes and Rockhead were busy preparing their weapons, that they were unaware of the large son of a bitch behemoth until it landed on top of their comrade and commenced in ripping the bastard into pieces. They were stunned scare, legs shaking and eyes wide. They watched in horror as their friend's arm went flying, then the other, his screams high pitched, until he was choking, his legs being pulled from his body, one, then the other.

“Fuck. Shoot, shoot, shoot.” Rockhead screamed and aimed his Rifle and started to lay shots at Mikael. “What the hell. Its not working.” Purple-Spikes shouted, seeing Mikael turn, menacing, killer eyes trained at them. “Fuck. Were fucked. Were so fucked.” He trembled, wasting his ammo on a beast that wasn't dying. The bullets either pounced or simple grazed, that or just managed to hit the surface and fall out.

“Don't stop fucker. Don't-”Rockhead could tell this was a losing battle. “Fuck. I'm outta here. Fuck this.” And so he turned and ran away.

“Fuck.” Purple-Spikes right behind his leader, trying to move as quick as his feet could take him. Rockhead passed Nova, giving her a quick glance, then looked forward, blaming her for this.


Purple-Spikes was about to pass Nova, until he screamed and fell forward, his face hitting the floor hard. He struggled and shrieked like a little bitch, looking back to see the woman they shot holding onto his ankle, her eyes glowing bright. “Ahhhhhhhh!” He screamed, unable to shake her off.




Hearing him say that he would not only find them, but kill them, she had to smile, blood staining her teeth. Feeling him lift her and set her to the side, she wheezed, the blood clogging her throat a bit. Fucking bastards. Since she had to keep still in order for her blood to stop flowing, Nova listened, smiling when she heard the deadly scream of one of the fuckers that had shot at her. His shrieks were like music to her ears.

The blood had finally stopped flowing from her throat, her skin and hands coated crimson. She was angry, her body shaking from that feeling and a bit from the slight blood loss, but thanks to her Behemoth of a man lover, his semen was doing her good and the wound was already slowly closing. Hearing screams and shouts, the one that had been viciously killed was silent now. Hearing foot falls, Nova looked back, seeing a Raider run by her. He didn't even bother to stop, just look at her and keep running. The second one was coming towards her and before he got away, Nova had snatched him by his ankle and brought him down hard, hearing him choke in pain. He struggled, oh did he struggle and Nova couldn't wait to twist his head backwards. Dragging him down towards her, she crawled on top of him, his struggles doing nothing to push her off. “A big mistake in shooting me. Be glad its me to kill you and not the male.” She hissed, straddling his waist, her delicate looking hands taking hold of his head. With a deadly grin, she raised his head and twisted it with ease. His face was facing the other way, the skin around his neck having been ripped, bone showing through. Letting go, Nova slipped off him and glanced at what he was wearing. Belts going around his chest, black pair of shorts and combat books. Spike shoulder pads and bracelets and a black ripped up wife beater. Mikael ruined her suit, but she was lucky to see an extra change of clothes here. Without care, she began to remove his beater, removing the belts and pads from him and removed his shorts as well. Nova simply ripped off the rest of her suit, leaving only the leather heel boots she had and slipped on the shorts. They were snug, then again, she was curvier then this Raider. Her ass was finely shaped. Putting on the beater, her nipples were outline.


She felt different, not having her suit hug her body, but this would do. Relieving the Raider of his pistol and extra ammo, she took his side bag and holster and looked up, wondering if there were other Raiders approaching, or if the one Mikael was after was the only one.

 

[Razgriz]

The Raiders didn't know what hit them, until it landed on them...literary. Purple-Spikes and Rockhead were busy preparing their weapons, that they were unaware of the large son of a bitch behemoth until it landed on top of their comrade and commenced in ripping the bastard into pieces. They were stunned scare, legs shaking and eyes wide. They watched in horror as their friend's arm went flying, then the other, his screams high pitched, until he was choking, his legs being pulled from his body, one, then the other.

“Fuck. Shoot, shoot, shoot.” Rockhead screamed and aimed his Rifle and started to lay shots at Mikael. “What the hell. Its not working.” Purple-Spikes shouted, seeing Mikael turn, menacing, killer eyes trained at them. “Fuck. Were fucked. Were so fucked.” He trembled, wasting his ammo on a beast that wasn't dying. The bullets either pounced or simple grazed, that or just managed to hit the surface and fall out.

“Don't stop fucker. Don't-”Rockhead could tell this was a losing battle. “Fuck. I'm outta here. Fuck this.” And so he turned and ran away.

“Fuck.” Purple-Spikes right behind his leader, trying to move as quick as his feet could take him. Rockhead passed Nova, giving her a quick glance, then looked forward, blaming her for this.


Purple-Spikes was about to pass Nova, until he screamed and fell forward, his face hitting the floor hard. He struggled and shrieked like a little bitch, looking back to see the woman they shot holding onto his ankle, her eyes glowing bright. “Ahhhhhhhh!” He screamed, unable to shake her off.




Hearing him say that he would not only find them, but kill them, she had to smile, blood staining her teeth. Feeling him lift her and set her to the side, she wheezed, the blood clogging her throat a bit. Fucking bastards. Since she had to keep still in order for her blood to stop flowing, Nova listened, smiling when she heard the deadly scream of one of the fuckers that had shot at her. His shrieks were like music to her ears.

The blood had finally stopped flowing from her throat, her skin and hands coated crimson. She was angry, her body shaking from that feeling and a bit from the slight blood loss, but thanks to her Behemoth of a man lover, his semen was doing her good and the wound was already slowly closing. Hearing screams and shouts, the one that had been viciously killed was silent now. Hearing foot falls, Nova looked back, seeing a Raider run by her. He didn't even bother to stop, just look at her and keep running. The second one was coming towards her and before he got away, Nova had snatched him by his ankle and brought him down hard, hearing him choke in pain. He struggled, oh did he struggle and Nova couldn't wait to twist his head backwards. Dragging him down towards her, she crawled on top of him, his struggles doing nothing to push her off. “A big mistake in shooting me. Be glad its me to kill you and not the male.” She hissed, straddling his waist, her delicate looking hands taking hold of his head. With a deadly grin, she raised his head and twisted it with ease. His face was facing the other way, the skin around his neck having been ripped, bone showing through. Letting go, Nova slipped off him and glanced at what he was wearing. Belts going around his chest, black pair of shorts and combat books. Spike shoulder pads and bracelets and a black ripped up wife beater. Mikael ruined her suit, but she was lucky to see an extra change of clothes here. Without care, she began to remove his beater, removing the belts and pads from him and removed his shorts as well. Nova simply ripped off the rest of her suit, leaving only the leather heel boots she had and slipped on the shorts. They were snug, then again, she was curvier then this Raider. Her ass was finely shaped. Putting on the beater, her nipples were outline.


She felt different, not having her suit hug her body, but this would do. Relieving the Raider of his pistol and extra ammo, she took his side bag and holster and looked up, wondering if there were other Raiders approaching, or if the one Mikael was after was the only one.

Rockhead tried running; he ran the hardest he ever ran in his life. The ground thundered as the behemoth of a man chased him, the adrenaline and intent to kill flowing through Mikael's veins. Never had he, Rockhead, been so scared, so terrified of something. Then again, he was facing down the only man in recorded history to take down a Super Mutant Behemoth with his own two hands, so he had every right to be afraid. And soon, he would see that when Mikael wanted something dead, there was no escape and there certainly was no surrender. Nova would get an even more impressive display of Mikael's raw strength and brutality; Rockhead tried to duck through a maze of boulders, but Mikael did something that would almost any hardened warrior wet themselves in fear: he smashed right through them. One by one, each boulder seemed to explode into rubble as the brute's massive fists collided with them, leaving no place to hide as Rockhead continued trying to run.

Soon enough, Rockhead found himself trapped; a giant cliff surrounded him on three sides, with one final boulder being the only thing between him and the monstrous murder machine nipping at his heels. A deafening war cry sounded and the boulder seemed to disintegrate, exploding into pebbles; through the fine rock mist stepped Mikael himself. His eyes glowed with primal fury, the blood of his comrade staining his front an ominous crimson. Rockhead backed against the wall, his chest rising and falling dramatically as he fell on his ass. Tears streamed down his face as Mikael took one step toward him, then another, the poor Raider's lips quivering in fright. "P...please, please don't kill me!" Rockhead sobbed, pathetically begging for his life. Mikael's teeth bared as he bellowed, his powerful utterance echoing across the barren landscape, making the Raider cringe and curl up in terror. His words, his pleas for mercy, would fall on deaf ears as the monster's fist drew back, and soon, all Rockhead saw was the crushing blackness of death.....

A few moments was all it took; Rockhead's corpse lay eviscerated, its parts scattered all over the small valley. Anyone who happened upon this scene would cringe at the carnage here; they would think this was the work of a Super Mutant, but they would be wrong. Mikael's massive form shook, the extreme blood rage and adrenaline crashing in his system. His broad, well-sculpted chest rose and fell dramatically before he inhaled deeply, smelling that wonderful metallic scent: the scent of a fresh kill. His already blood-red hair was even redder, his muscled form coated in bits of flesh and blood and bone as he made his way back to Nova. And what a sight it was; Mikael grinned devilishly, his semen-coated length standing at full-attention once more. Her curvy form teased him, the modest clothing covering just enough of her to get him hot once more. "I believe we have some unfinished business" Mikael growled at her, not wasting any time.

 

[Redking6]

No guards had appeared and attacked them, so chances were they were dealing with other people or no doubt making up some sort of strategy to stop the rebels. The Overseer for sure was planning something and Princess was ready for anything he was dishing out. Walking down the hallways made her nerves skitterish, their light footsteps seeming to echo around them, fearing that the light noise will cause someone to jump out and attack them, but no one came out. She found it rather odd truth be told and looked to Orin. “Keep your senses open. Why no one is around is rather....daunting.” She was cautious and a bit....scared. Scared that perhaps someone was at this moment right behind them and aiming a pistol to their heads. Princess looked over her shoulder, saw no one and looked back, not relaxing for a minute.

Heart beating in her chest like a while marching band, she looked up, seeing a sign that said Overseer's Quarters. Reading the lock computer mechanism and cursing, she looked around. “Lets see how complicated this thing is.” She said and pressed a button. Hitting a series of buttons, she saw the screen change into different coding words. She clicked a few, getting an error here and there, then finally the screen changed and she hit and clicked at another few key pass codes and something clicked. Smiling, she pulled away from the computer. “And Bingo was his name-o.” Princess pushed the button for the door to opened and stepped to the side, looking over her shoulder through the door. No one was around. “Okay. No welcome wagon. Rather......daunting.” Clutching her bat, she looked left and right, hearing nothing more then the computers humming inside. Looking at Orin, she nodded and proceeded forward cautiously, shifting her eyes left, then right, ready for if someone or thing came out and jumped them.

Passing a set of super computer towers, something blue flashed by and before she knew it, a baton was bring swung down and Princess was to late to bring her bat up to block it, the baton landing hard on her bad shoulder and making her grunt in pain.” Son of a bitch.”She said, raising her leg and kicking the fucking guard in the gut. She staggered bad, her arm unable to raise the bat, her free hand clutching her shoulder. “Orin!”She called out, hoping he would do her the favor of bring the damn guard down.

Orin felt tense, more tense then he had been in a very, very, long time. The grip on his gun only seemed to tighten as each moment seemed to tick by slower then most moments. To say that Orin was skiddish in this moment was an understatement. And yet he couldn't quite put his finger on why. Sure he made sure that his eyes darted forwards and back so that no one could jump them, but that didn't seem to be the full reason. Maybe it was the way that her fingers tapped across the keys that seemed to set off his fight or flight reflex. However, why was that causing him any sort of discomfort? He didn't have time to process this thought as he heard her announce that the door was open. He made sure to walk in alongside her, so that he could keep his eyes open to anything that was in front of them. He felt his breathe seem to slow down and as nothing came into his field of vision he was sure that nothing was there. For a moment he thought they were safe, and nothing was going to cause them any more trouble.

And then a loud and intense thump sounded, the sounds of bone and skin flexing and bending as the sound of something hollow and dense clash against it. He turned almost instantly to see someone bring down a baton onto Princess's arm. He heard her soft cry and without even skipping a single beat Orin felt his rage build up and before he was aware of anything else he felt his finger clench around the trigger. Bang! He heard the shot before he saw anything but the color red, but as the haze lifted somewhat he watched as the man reeled backwards from the shot. Orin didn't give him any time to react as he pulled the lever and fired again, and again and again until he was sure that whoever this man was was dead and on the ground. He felt his hand relax on the shaft of his gun and he quickly made his way over to Princess's side. "Are you alright?" He asked shocked as he set his gun down quickly and went to work straight away seeing to her injury. She had already been beaten up pretty bad, a notion that continued to nag at the back and front of his mind. She had taken so much from all of this and he seemed to be so well off. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry all this had to happen..." He said trailing off, guilt heavy on his breath.

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

Rockhead tried running; he ran the hardest he ever ran in his life. The ground thundered as the behemoth of a man chased him, the adrenaline and intent to kill flowing through Mikael's veins. Never had he, Rockhead, been so scared, so terrified of something. Then again, he was facing down the only man in recorded history to take down a Super Mutant Behemoth with his own two hands, so he had every right to be afraid. And soon, he would see that when Mikael wanted something dead, there was no escape and there certainly was no surrender. Nova would get an even more impressive display of Mikael's raw strength and brutality; Rockhead tried to duck through a maze of boulders, but Mikael did something that would almost any hardened warrior wet themselves in fear: he smashed right through them. One by one, each boulder seemed to explode into rubble as the brute's massive fists collided with them, leaving no place to hide as Rockhead continued trying to run.

Soon enough, Rockhead found himself trapped; a giant cliff surrounded him on three sides, with one final boulder being the only thing between him and the monstrous murder machine nipping at his heels. A deafening war cry sounded and the boulder seemed to disintegrate, exploding into pebbles; through the fine rock mist stepped Mikael himself. His eyes glowed with primal fury, the blood of his comrade staining his front an ominous crimson. Rockhead backed against the wall, his chest rising and falling dramatically as he fell on his ass. Tears streamed down his face as Mikael took one step toward him, then another, the poor Raider's lips quivering in fright. "P...please, please don't kill me!" Rockhead sobbed, pathetically begging for his life. Mikael's teeth bared as he bellowed, his powerful utterance echoing across the barren landscape, making the Raider cringe and curl up in terror. His words, his pleas for mercy, would fall on deaf ears as the monster's fist drew back, and soon, all Rockhead saw was the crushing blackness of death.....

A few moments was all it took; Rockhead's corpse lay eviscerated, its parts scattered all over the small valley. Anyone who happened upon this scene would cringe at the carnage here; they would think this was the work of a Super Mutant, but they would be wrong. Mikael's massive form shook, the extreme blood rage and adrenaline crashing in his system. His broad, well-sculpted chest rose and fell dramatically before he inhaled deeply, smelling that wonderful metallic scent: the scent of a fresh kill. His already blood-red hair was even redder, his muscled form coated in bits of flesh and blood and bone as he made his way back to Nova. And what a sight it was; Mikael grinned devilishly, his semen-coated length standing at full-attention once more. Her curvy form teased him, the modest clothing covering just enough of her to get him hot once more. "I believe we have some unfinished business" Mikael growled at her, not wasting any time.

Her stomach was reduced back to normal, fit and tight. Looking down at herself, she was rather amazed at how much semen she had inside her, then again the male that filled her was rather relentless on his assault and determination to fill her up. Hearing the gutural cries and bone breaking snaps from the Raider, Nova couldn't help, but smile. The male knew how to charm a woman, even though he wasn't looking for a commitment. Looking down at the Raider she killed, she could only stare at him. Amazing how people live now a days. Instead of banding together in order to reform and relive, they fight amongst themselves. Survival of the fittest, yes, but it wouldn't hurt to show some bit of humanity. What ever these Raiders wanted, they were sadly mistaken if they thought to try to attack Mikael and her. Then again, fucking out here in the open wasn't really a good idea. For all she knew, the next time something like this happened, it wouldn't be Raiders, but perhaps another Deathclaw or even a Super Mutant.


Hearing heavy foot falls, Nova looked over her shoulder and the first thing she noticed immidiatly was the huge erection he was sporting. Seems sending him off to kill only excited him even more. But he did look good to fuck, especially with all that blood and bits of flesh coating his skin. She would love to have another go with him, but they had pressing manners to attend to. Wasting time fucking was good and all, but Nova needed to speak with anyone from the Brotherhood of Steel. Having to wear this Raider get up would surely get her shot at, but what other choice did she have. Mikael ruined her suit and there was no way of fixing that, unless she decided to steal a suit, perhaps a Brotherhood suit, but taking one would only place herself in negative terms. Mikael needed answers like herself and she didn't really need to be friends with the BoS, just....allies....in a sense.

Smirking, she took a step back from him, a mistake yes, for it meant that she was going to play hard to get......or perhaps not. “We do, though it doesn't involve us rolling around in the ground. We have other pressing matters.” Taking another step back, she kept her eyes fixed on his, trying not to show any interest on that dick of his. Already her pussy throbbed for it and she didn't need his cum, she was fully energized after all.

Orin felt tense, more tense then he had been in a very, very, long time. The grip on his gun only seemed to tighten as each moment seemed to tick by slower then most moments. To say that Orin was skiddish in this moment was an understatement. And yet he couldn't quite put his finger on why. Sure he made sure that his eyes darted forwards and back so that no one could jump them, but that didn't seem to be the full reason. Maybe it was the way that her fingers tapped across the keys that seemed to set off his fight or flight reflex. However, why was that causing him any sort of discomfort? He didn't have time to process this thought as he heard her announce that the door was open. He made sure to walk in alongside her, so that he could keep his eyes open to anything that was in front of them. He felt his breathe seem to slow down and as nothing came into his field of vision he was sure that nothing was there. For a moment he thought they were safe, and nothing was going to cause them any more trouble.

And then a loud and intense thump sounded, the sounds of bone and skin flexing and bending as the sound of something hollow and dense clash against it. He turned almost instantly to see someone bring down a baton onto Princess's arm. He heard her soft cry and without even skipping a single beat Orin felt his rage build up and before he was aware of anything else he felt his finger clench around the trigger. Bang! He heard the shot before he saw anything but the color red, but as the haze lifted somewhat he watched as the man reeled backwards from the shot. Orin didn't give him any time to react as he pulled the lever and fired again, and again and again until he was sure that whoever this man was was dead and on the ground. He felt his hand relax on the shaft of his gun and he quickly made his way over to Princess's side. "Are you alright?" He asked shocked as he set his gun down quickly and went to work straight away seeing to her injury. She had already been beaten up pretty bad, a notion that continued to nag at the back and front of his mind. She had taken so much from all of this and he seemed to be so well off. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry all this had to happen..." He said trailing off, guilt heavy on his breath.

Her shoulder was in pain, the throbbing wasn't helping, for it only sent pain running down her arm. She could barely clutch the bat in her hands and Princess had to kneel down on one knee, looking up when she heard the sweet sound of Orin's gun going off. The guard cried out in pain, but he was to late to swing back. Orin kept firing and firing until the guard was on the ground, lying in his own blood. Unable to keep hold of her weapon, Princess let go of her bat, hearing the clanging sound as if hit the floor. Breathing heavily through her mouth, she looked and Orin and smiled. Her whole day was fucked up. The Vault was fucked up, the people inside were fucked, her shoulder was fucked up and Orin.....Orin was just damn fine. Didn't it used to be that men would get bad luck, not woman. Who ever changed the rules was a fucker. Chuckling, she raised her good hand and patted his shoulder. “Why you sorry? You didn't do anything.”She said and forced herself back on her feet. She couldn't hold the bat with her free hand, since she was using said hand to clutch her bruised shoulder.

“You're going to have to fight on your own Orin.” Looking down at the bat, she kicked it gently. “ I can't hold the bat, but I can kick which should be a plus. Come on. That fucking Overseer should be in his damn office. Hopefully that was the only guard. I'll watch your back.” Rather Orin stayed well in order to see this stupid mission through. Her though. She could take another hit or two and still be standing. Hopefully if this was over, she could get a few Stimpaks in her system and a good rest......and find that man she was talking about. A good man. Perhaps Orin..........nah....he wouldn't want to roll around with someone like her. That last thing she wanted was for him to see her Raider mark. That would surely send him jumping out of her bed and running for the hills. Better to keep themselves as....what...acquaintances? Allies? What were they? Friends? She could go with friends she guessed. The man has yet to stab her in the back, which was good so far, but she still couldn’t be too careful.

 

[Redking6]

Her shoulder was in pain, the throbbing wasn't helping, for it only sent pain running down her arm. She could barely clutch the bat in her hands and Princess had to kneel down on one knee, looking up when she heard the sweet sound of Orin's gun going off. The guard cried out in pain, but he was to late to swing back. Orin kept firing and firing until the guard was on the ground, lying in his own blood. Unable to keep hold of her weapon, Princess let go of her bat, hearing the clanging sound as if hit the floor. Breathing heavily through her mouth, she looked and Orin and smiled. Her whole day was fucked up. The Vault was fucked up, the people inside were fucked, her shoulder was fucked up and Orin.....Orin was just damn fine. Didn't it used to be that men would get bad luck, not woman. Who ever changed the rules was a fucker. Chuckling, she raised her good hand and patted his shoulder. “Why you sorry? You didn't do anything.”She said and forced herself back on her feet. She couldn't hold the bat with her free hand, since she was using said hand to clutch her bruised shoulder.

“You're going to have to fight on your own Orin.” Looking down at the bat, she kicked it gently. “ I can't hold the bat, but I can kick which should be a plus. Come on. That fucking Overseer should be in his damn office. Hopefully that was the only guard. I'll watch your back.” Rather Orin stayed well in order to see this stupid mission through. Her though. She could take another hit or two and still be standing. Hopefully if this was over, she could get a few Stimpaks in her system and a good rest......and find that man she was talking about. A good man. Perhaps Orin..........nah....he wouldn't want to roll around with someone like her. That last thing she wanted was for him to see her Raider mark. That would surely send him jumping out of her bed and running for the hills. Better to keep themselves as....what...acquaintances? Allies? What were they? Friends? She could go with friends she guessed. The man has yet to stab her in the back, which was good so far, but she still couldn’t be too careful.

Orin felt each individual tap on his shoulder, her hand coming into contact with his leather clothes made a series of noises that seemed to only appear because of it. He wasn't sure what that meant, but he knew that his head was taking everything so very literally. He held his mouth open for a moment trying to form the words, trying to bring out some sentence that would explain just how sorry he actually was. He knew none of this was his fault, technically if anything it was all because of these assholes and their little squabbles that seemed so ridiculous and caddy to him. But he supposed that if he had grown up here, been in any one of their shoes...Perhaps his thoughts would ring out a little differently. Whatever the actual case, he still felt responsible somehow...As if her misfortune was somehow linked to him in a way. Would she have even sought this place out if he hadn't told her that he would tag along? He couldn't be sure of any answer, other then they were already deep into this thing, so close to getting it all over with. Orin fought back the urge to let his hatred boil, this place needed a solution and right now he was having trouble seeing any solution other then putting a bullet in this overseer guys head. He supposed however that it would be best if things could go peacefully. Given the state of things as they were now though, the nagging feeling within his gut told him that peace was as close to impossible that they could get at the moment.

He took a deep breath and rose to his feet. All the while watching Princess dead on. He was at a loss for words, she seemed so...So...Capable, so willing to go on after she had been beaten bad enough that a weapon was no longer an option for her. The realization made him look down at his gun, as if he were actually unworthy of holding it. He took in another deep breath and let his eyes wander back to her for a moment. He marveled very silently at the very sight of her alone, knowing full well that she hadn't actually been talking about him earlier...But something deep inside of him wished that she had been. A third breath brought him back to consciousness and all he could do was nod seemingly for no reason other then to physically do something. "Alright, stay straight behind me...And make sure to yell if someone is coming." He said with another nod as he loaded a few more bullets into his gun, pulling the lever to get ready for any more problems that would arise. He breathed once more and then made his way to the door. He made sure to keep as close to her as possible, making their way to the office was a very short trip considering its location was so close by and yet every step felt like an eternity as he finally opened the door and walked inside. Orin readied himself, for whatever kind of problems that would await him on the other side. He watched a lone figure rise up out of his chair and it made Orin bring up his weapon in an instant.

"I thought you would be...Your not the people I would be expecting. No matter. I suggest that you turn around and leave now. Considering that you made it this far is a testament to your skills, but we will not condone anyone from the outside in our vault." The voice sounded cold, and in the instant he spoke Orin knew that this man, this overseer, thought himself a man with some kind of authority. Orin remained silent for a moment, taking that time to aim his gun.

"I really don't think you have much say in the matter....We have had a hell of a time getting here and we aren't leaving until all this bullshit ends...Now although I'm not in the best of moods right now, I'm going to give you a choice. Either I let you walk out of here, out into that wasteland you seem to hate so much and never see you again. Or you can take a bullet to the head. Your choice."

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

Orin felt each individual tap on his shoulder, her hand coming into contact with his leather clothes made a series of noises that seemed to only appear because of it. He wasn't sure what that meant, but he knew that his head was taking everything so very literally. He held his mouth open for a moment trying to form the words, trying to bring out some sentence that would explain just how sorry he actually was. He knew none of this was his fault, technically if anything it was all because of these assholes and their little squabbles that seemed so ridiculous and caddy to him. But he supposed that if he had grown up here, been in any one of their shoes...Perhaps his thoughts would ring out a little differently. Whatever the actual case, he still felt responsible somehow...As if her misfortune was somehow linked to him in a way. Would she have even sought this place out if he hadn't told her that he would tag along? He couldn't be sure of any answer, other then they were already deep into this thing, so close to getting it all over with. Orin fought back the urge to let his hatred boil, this place needed a solution and right now he was having trouble seeing any solution other then putting a bullet in this overseer guys head. He supposed however that it would be best if things could go peacefully. Given the state of things as they were now though, the nagging feeling within his gut told him that peace was as close to impossible that they could get at the moment.

He took a deep breath and rose to his feet. All the while watching Princess dead on. He was at a loss for words, she seemed so...So...Capable, so willing to go on after she had been beaten bad enough that a weapon was no longer an option for her. The realization made him look down at his gun, as if he were actually unworthy of holding it. He took in another deep breath and let his eyes wander back to her for a moment. He marveled very silently at the very sight of her alone, knowing full well that she hadn't actually been talking about him earlier...But something deep inside of him wished that she had been. A third breath brought him back to consciousness and all he could do was nod seemingly for no reason other then to physically do something. "Alright, stay straight behind me...And make sure to yell if someone is coming." He said with another nod as he loaded a few more bullets into his gun, pulling the lever to get ready for any more problems that would arise. He breathed once more and then made his way to the door. He made sure to keep as close to her as possible, making their way to the office was a very short trip considering its location was so close by and yet every step felt like an eternity as he finally opened the door and walked inside. Orin readied himself, for whatever kind of problems that would await him on the other side. He watched a lone figure rise up out of his chair and it made Orin bring up his weapon in an instant.

"I thought you would be...Your not the people I would be expecting. No matter. I suggest that you turn around and leave now. Considering that you made it this far is a testament to your skills, but we will not condone anyone from the outside in our vault." The voice sounded cold, and in the instant he spoke Orin knew that this man, this overseer, thought himself a man with some kind of authority. Orin remained silent for a moment, taking that time to aim his gun.

"I really don't think you have much say in the matter....We have had a hell of a time getting here and we aren't leaving until all this bullshit ends...Now although I'm not in the best of moods right now, I'm going to give you a choice. Either I let you walk out of here, out into that wasteland you seem to hate so much and never see you again. Or you can take a bullet to the head. Your choice."

Princess stepped up behind Orin, though kept a good distance, not wanting to over-crowd him. She looked back over her good shoulder, every so often, not wanting anyone to get the jump on her. The Overseer was nothing more then a middle aged old man who thought he had all the power in the world. To fucking bad for him.Her arm trembled, the pain receeding, but not by much. It was still there, making her arm and shoulder throb like a little bitch.The Overseer didn’t seem to have many options, though she didn’t think his daughter would let him die out in the wastes. He’s been sheltered here all his life, he wouldn’t be able to live against a fucking Molerat. Sighing, she placed a hand on Orin’s shoulder. “Amara wouldn’t let him leave.”She said, seeing the Overseer tense a bit at the mention of his daughter’s name.
“Your daughter loves you so much, she asked us not to fucking kill you, but do anything and guarantee that we will break that damn promise. Step down. Your reign on these people is over.”


“I have a duty-“

“You fucking duty ended the day you decided to go fucking ape shit crazy and keeping these people from what they wanted alright. Some of the dwellers here wanted to just go out and see what was outside these walls. Once they got a glimpse they could have either returned back to there safe hole, or keep trudging on. Step down sir and let your daughter take over this Vault.”

“But…I….no. I won’t. You will have to kill me first.”

“you shouldn’t say things like that. You would be so selfish, leaving your daughter only because you refuse to fucking step down. Imagine how many people out there have no one. No children, parents, anything. You would leave your daughter in such a state.”

That seemed to get through to the man and he slowly backed up and let himself slump in his seat. “Oh god…..your right.”He leaned forward, placing his forehead against his palms. “Your right.”

Princess gripped her arm, then turned, hearing footsteps. Amara appear and Princess only nodded her head, signaling Amara that it was done. She teared up and rushed in, going to her father.Sighing, she turned to Orin. “Wanna see if they have some booze in this damn place?”She asked, smirking a bit.

 

[Redking6]

Orin kept his finger glued to the trigger of Sagittarius. His free hand pulled back on the lever just to make sure that he was getting his point across. This was bullshit and this Overseer knew it. Orin was tempted to just get the whole damn thing over with right then and there, but he knew that it was probably not the good thing to do. He had to release a held breath and he witnessed something that he did not expect. Princess placed a hand upon his shoulder and began to talk the man down. He was surprised by her words. Maybe it was just the fact that everything in this place had tried to kill them earlier but Orin was a little confused by how she could be so calm...So rational in all of this. Orin let his breathing slow down as he chose not to speak. After all he was not very good at taking the moral high ground in this particular case. He figured that that was due to the lack of patience that he had for all of this.

However, he was overly impressed by how...Amazing that she was. She was actually talking this man down, bringing him back to reality. Well, reality of some type anyway. Orin flicked his head around as he heard the sound of footsteps clang against the steel floor. He was sure that some guard was rushing towards them to try to kill them. However, before he could even think about bringing his gun to bear he watched as Amara stormed in and he released his held breath.

Orin turned as Princess planted her hand onto his shoulder again. He smiled and nodded. "That...Sounds like a fantastic idea." He said with another nod as he slung Sagittarius onto his back and walked out of the room, headed back towards the mess hall. "I was really impressed that you managed to talk him down...I guess I had lost all of my patience when we started to get attack." He said almost solemnly as they made their way.

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

She followed close to him, not wanting to get held back. “The man and everyone else has been cooped up in here for years. Living here day in and day out. One can go crazy for all I know. He just couldn’t take the fact that he was loosing control of his people and the vault itself. All his life, he’s been holding this place together, like glue. I think with that girl, everything will be alright.”She sighed, rubbing her arm and gripped it a bit. She needed something cold on her bruises and some cream or relaxant to put on it as well. Princess was tired and she was surprised at how calm she was, knowing what hell they just went through.

Princess felt her steps falter a bit, wariness getting to her. She placed a hand on his shoulder, using him as support. “Hope you don’t mind. I think all that beating is getting the best of me now.”She said, sound nonchalant. She didn’t want him to worry. Not like he would. No one ever worried about her. As she kept paced with him, heading back the way they came from, Princess looked up, checking the signs and was relieved to see Cafetaria. “Oh thank God.”She murmured and stepped inside, stopping when she saw broken glasses and empty bottles strewn all over the floor. “Oh fuck no.” Great. Nothing more than a big fucking mess. No doubt all the food was cleared out and nothing was left for neither or them to pick and clean. “Well isn’t this fucking per-“

“Hey!”Someone shouted from down the hall.

Princess looked up, seeing a dark skinned kid run up to them, huffing and catching his breath. “What do you want?”She asked, a bit aggravated.

“Amara told me, to tell you, that you two are welcomed to stay here how ever long you want. She’s gonna assemble a team and see if they can scavenge the waste for some food and supplies. Down that hall is a spare room. The occupants were…killed. So you can have it. There should be things you can use in there.” The kid waved and ran off.

Princess looked at Orin and sighed. “This just keeps getting better.”She murmured, already tired. Her body was exhausted, she could barely walk that well and her arm was fucked up. She needed a good shot of a Stimpak to make her feel better, but she honestly didn’t want to waste a good piece of medicine on something like a bruised up arm and shoulder. Princess could help, but lean forward and rest her forehead against Orin’s shoulder. “ Want to do me a big favor? Want to help me over to that damn room that was offered. I think the damage to my arm is finally getting the best of me.”She said, keeping her eyes opened until she got to that room and was placed on the bed. Bed. No doubt it was nice and clean and well made. No stains, no dead animals or bugs on them. Nice, clean and fresh.

 

[Redking6]

Orin nodded. She was right, but he really didn't want to see it that way at the moment. He was still upset that she had gotten so beaten up, so damaged while he made it out with barely a scratch. Sure he was more of the ranged expert, well in this particular case, but still. He cursed himself a little for letting it happen. She didn't deserve to have her body and dreams beaten at the same time. That in Orin's mind was the worst part of all this. Sure they had restored order to this place, at least as far as his hopes went, but at the same time they had to learn the hard way that everyone within the vault was just as screwed up as everyone on the outside. They just had a nicer coat of paint to spray over that misery.

Orin grimaced as he watched her stumble, before she leaned up against him for support he instinctively grabbed her by the waist, making sure that she was well supported by him. "Don't mind at all...I'm just sorry you had to take the intense beating." He said as they arrived at the cafeteria. Only to his dismay that the place had been smashed to pieces. "Fuck." Was all that he replied with as he looked around at the empty place. Broken glass and pieces of metal and other things were strewn about here and there. Orin kept his hold on Princess as the boy came running up to them, telling them about the extra room that they had "inherited". Orin wasn't too happy with the notion, but he supposed that it was the best that they could get for the moment. "Thanks kid." Orin said, nodding to the boy as he ran off.

Orin blushed a little as she leaned against him a bit harder. "I'm sorry in advance if this trouble you but..." He said, mustering all of his strength to lift her up into his arms. Cradling her legs and supporting her back as best he could with the thin amounts of muscle that he had. "Just figured this would be better. Considering that you have taken so much damage already." He said walking down the hall towards the room.

Orin stepped in as the door opened up hydraulically. Once inside he heard the door shut behind him. He didn't wait much longer as he slowly laid her down onto the bed. "Do you need anything? Probably would be best to have something cold to place against those bruises..." He said looking around for anything that he could think would help to ease her pain. "...I really don't have anything cold on me...I do have an extra stimpack though." He said pulling the device out and getting ready to apply it to her wound.

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

Orin nodded. She was right, but he really didn't want to see it that way at the moment. He was still upset that she had gotten so beaten up, so damaged while he made it out with barely a scratch. Sure he was more of the ranged expert, well in this particular case, but still. He cursed himself a little for letting it happen. She didn't deserve to have her body and dreams beaten at the same time. That in Orin's mind was the worst part of all this. Sure they had restored order to this place, at least as far as his hopes went, but at the same time they had to learn the hard way that everyone within the vault was just as screwed up as everyone on the outside. They just had a nicer coat of paint to spray over that misery.

Orin grimaced as he watched her stumble, before she leaned up against him for support he instinctively grabbed her by the waist, making sure that she was well supported by him. "Don't mind at all...I'm just sorry you had to take the intense beating." He said as they arrived at the cafeteria. Only to his dismay that the place had been smashed to pieces. "Fuck." Was all that he replied with as he looked around at the empty place. Broken glass and pieces of metal and other things were strewn about here and there. Orin kept his hold on Princess as the boy came running up to them, telling them about the extra room that they had "inherited". Orin wasn't too happy with the notion, but he supposed that it was the best that they could get for the moment. "Thanks kid." Orin said, nodding to the boy as he ran off.

Orin blushed a little as she leaned against him a bit harder. "I'm sorry in advance if this trouble you but..." He said, mustering all of his strength to lift her up into his arms. Cradling her legs and supporting her back as best he could with the thin amounts of muscle that he had. "Just figured this would be better. Considering that you have taken so much damage already." He said walking down the hall towards the room.

Orin stepped in as the door opened up hydraulically. Once inside he heard the door shut behind him. He didn't wait much longer as he slowly laid her down onto the bed. "Do you need anything? Probably would be best to have something cold to place against those bruises..." He said looking around for anything that he could think would help to ease her pain. "...I really don't have anything cold on me...I do have an extra stimpack though." He said pulling the device out and getting ready to apply it to her wound.

She didn’t say anything as he picked her up and cradled her in his arms. Her arm dangled down, to weak for her to pick it up and hold it. Princess rested her head against his shoulder, her body bouncing a bit with each step he took. Bed. A nice, clean bed, no stains, everything quiet, nothing bad was going to happen if she closed her eyes. Hearing the hydraulic hiss of the door opening, Princess looked around, surprised to see this room cleaned. It didn’t stink, which was a plus for her and when she saw that big bed in the corner, her mouth just watered at the sight of it, her body already tingling.

Her butt was the first thing to hit the mattress and she sighed in content, her body relaxing, her eyes focusing on the ceiling. She shook her head, looking at Orin. “Nah, don’t want to waste something that precious on something so petty as a bruise like mine. Just give me a good few days and I’ll be a’okay to go.” She chuckled and closed her eyes, taking a deep breathe, then a deep breathe out.

A little pings were heard and then Amara’s voice was heard through out the speaker system.

“Attention everyone-“ She began, explaining how her father has stepped down from the Overseer position and that she was the new Overseer. Everything was going to change, people would be allowed to leave, come back, blah, blah, blah. All that crap. She was nice enough to thank Princess and Orin, mentioning that they were the ones who in a way, forced her father to step down.

Princess could only smile and chuckle, shaking her head. “We celebrities now, or what?”She asked, opening her eyes and looked at Orin. How long would they stay here? Princess had high expectations about this place, but now, she felt as if she wouldn’t be able to stay here at all. The crap Orin and her had to go through. “ I’m not staying.”She said to him.” You can if you want though.”If he stayed, she wouldn’t say anything. She might miss hanging with the man, but it wasn’t like they were a couple or anything. Nope. Just friends was all.

 

[Redking6]

She didn’t say anything as he picked her up and cradled her in his arms. Her arm dangled down, to weak for her to pick it up and hold it. Princess rested her head against his shoulder, her body bouncing a bit with each step he took. Bed. A nice, clean bed, no stains, everything quiet, nothing bad was going to happen if she closed her eyes. Hearing the hydraulic hiss of the door opening, Princess looked around, surprised to see this room cleaned. It didn’t stink, which was a plus for her and when she saw that big bed in the corner, her mouth just watered at the sight of it, her body already tingling.

Her butt was the first thing to hit the mattress and she sighed in content, her body relaxing, her eyes focusing on the ceiling. She shook her head, looking at Orin. “Nah, don’t want to waste something that precious on something so petty as a bruise like mine. Just give me a good few days and I’ll be a’okay to go.” She chuckled and closed her eyes, taking a deep breathe, then a deep breathe out.

A little pings were heard and then Amara’s voice was heard through out the speaker system.

“Attention everyone-“ She began, explaining how her father has stepped down from the Overseer position and that she was the new Overseer. Everything was going to change, people would be allowed to leave, come back, blah, blah, blah. All that crap. She was nice enough to thank Princess and Orin, mentioning that they were the ones who in a way, forced her father to step down.

Princess could only smile and chuckle, shaking her head. “We celebrities now, or what?”She asked, opening her eyes and looked at Orin. How long would they stay here? Princess had high expectations about this place, but now, she felt as if she wouldn’t be able to stay here at all. The crap Orin and her had to go through. “ I’m not staying.”She said to him.” You can if you want though.”If he stayed, she wouldn’t say anything. She might miss hanging with the man, but it wasn’t like they were a couple or anything. Nope. Just friends was all.

Orin had to admit that at first he really didn't want to put her down. Not because he was worried about placing her onto a bad mattress, but rather found her closeness...Comforting for some reason. Regardless of his own desires he rested her gently onto the mattress. He returned her gaze as she looked at him, her words were honest but Orin didn't want to take them. He wanted to help her heal. However he certainly wasn't going to shove it in her face, if she thought she could handle it then he was going to respect her wishes. He nodded for a moment, still staring into her eyes. Almost locked in her gaze. He shook his head a little as he caught himself looking too long. "Well alright then. Though if you need some relief just ask. I'm more then happy to use this." He said quietly, looking away for a moment.

He heard Amara begin to talk overhead, and he used the moment to slowly and carefully attack himself. There was no way that she could even think of him in any sort of light, and he was probably just going to have to accept that. Regardless of his immediate desires. "Huh? Oh...Yeah I suppose that we are now." He said turning his head to chuckle and smile toward Princess as she laid there. He turned and pulled off his pack, rifling through the contents, needing something to do to keep his mind off of...Anything at this point. "Your not staying? I'm...Honestly not really surprised. I think if we found this place under better circumstances you might have stayed but I think you got the same feeling that I did when we arrived. I'm sorry that it had to happen this way... Anyway, I had no plans of staying for very long. Just not much to do here I guess. One thing the wasteland has is that its filled with things. Not always things you want to find though. Sorry, I'm rambling." He said scratching his head with his hand.

 

[Lustfull_Sin]

Orin had to admit that at first he really didn't want to put her down. Not because he was worried about placing her onto a bad mattress, but rather found her closeness...Comforting for some reason. Regardless of his own desires he rested her gently onto the mattress. He returned her gaze as she looked at him, her words were honest but Orin didn't want to take them. He wanted to help her heal. However he certainly wasn't going to shove it in her face, if she thought she could handle it then he was going to respect her wishes. He nodded for a moment, still staring into her eyes. Almost locked in her gaze. He shook his head a little as he caught himself looking too long. "Well alright then. Though if you need some relief just ask. I'm more then happy to use this." He said quietly, looking away for a moment.

He heard Amara begin to talk overhead, and he used the moment to slowly and carefully attack himself. There was no way that she could even think of him in any sort of light, and he was probably just going to have to accept that. Regardless of his immediate desires. "Huh? Oh...Yeah I suppose that we are now." He said turning his head to chuckle and smile toward Princess as she laid there. He turned and pulled off his pack, rifling through the contents, needing something to do to keep his mind off of...Anything at this point. "Your not staying? I'm...Honestly not really surprised. I think if we found this place under better circumstances you might have stayed but I think you got the same feeling that I did when we arrived. I'm sorry that it had to happen this way... Anyway, I had no plans of staying for very long. Just not much to do here I guess. One thing the wasteland has is that its filled with things. Not always things you want to find though. Sorry, I'm rambling." He said scratching his head with his hand.

"I think if we had found it in better ciscumstances, we wouldn't have been allowed to enter, or perhaps we would have, though I doubt we would have been welcomed with friendly open arms." Princess moved to lay on her good side, her bad arm resting on her body. She looked at Orin and closed her eyes for a moment. "I might just pilfer whatever is usefull. Fresh water, some food that won't go bad. Weapons. I think having that bad was kind of useful, but not so much. I need some rounds for my Rifle, though those don't come cheap. But maybe there is something here I can sell/haggle."She tried to shrug, but to no avail.


Turning back onto her back, Princess layed her good arm over her eyes and breathed in deeply. Orin would no doubt go his own way and she would go her way. Where else could she go? The vault was her best chance at finding a better life and from hidding. She couldn't really stay in Megaton, with that Sherrif there and if some merry band of Raiders showed up, he would ask all kinds of questions. Were there any other vaults around? Somewhere that could be considered a safe haven. She heard about a tower somewhere towards the East, but who knows if that place was even sane or not. "Fuck. What am I going to do? Heh, where, more like it." This whole fucking trip was for nothing, but.....she wouldn't have made it if it weren't for Orin. He became her protector without being asked to. She was beat up and he, in a way, avenged her by kicking the fuckers asses that hurt her.


Then she realized. She never properly said thank you to him. He helped her get her, helped her fight, helped her from going insane at the fact that her vision about this vault wasn't what she expected. She moved her arm a bit and looked at him. "Did I ever properly thank you?"She asked, moving her arm and slowly pushed herself up to sit, pressing her back against the head board."No, didn't, huh?" She smiled. "Thanks Orin. You could have ditched me down the road, but you didn't. Some people wouldn't stick around with strangers. Especially strangers who were looking for a dream come true. Thanks....alot."She felt her cheeks burn up a bit and she looked away. Her lips tingled, as if she should kiss him, but that was insane. Oh yeah, kissing as another means of thank you. As if he wanted to be kissed.