Playtime | By : AeliaDouglass Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 23936 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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The Courier's hand rested upon her head, ruffling her hair affectionately. She ducked away from his touch, or rather, tried to. In response, he fisted his hand in her hair and pulled her to her feet. He held her in an iron grip, lifting her just enough that she couldn't quite walk flat-footed as he forced her toward Nolan.
The man glared at her, naked hatred in every line of his face. The Courier didn't care. Veronica was his, and she would do what he wanted.
"Slave," He said, his voice firm. "Suck his cock."
She hesitated, so he backhanded her. She'd taken worse hits over the years, most in training, but something about this one left her reeling.
"Slave," There was a warning in his voice. She'd displeased him with her hesitation. But this was Elder Nolan McNamara, and though they hadn't seen eye to eye, she had known him, and he had been a part of her family. She couldn't. She wouldn't.
He yanked her against him, so her back pressed against his chest. He brought his lips close to her ear.
"Do you remember what I said about displeasing me? Remember how mild your last punishment was? Either you suck his cock now, or I blow his brains out and make you suck it then."
She didn't know if anyone else could hear. Frankly, she didn't care. She had enough deaths on her hands today. Enough death painted on her skin. She knelt before the bound man. He struggled, trying to get away from her.
He was limp. She knew the basics, from having listened to others talk, but it had never appealed to her. She wrapped her fingers around his flaccid cock and slid her hand along the length. He sucked air in through his teeth, tensing.
She did it again.
And again.
She continued to caress him until he was hard and ready in her hand. Whether he wanted to work with her or not, she was going to suck him.
She was going to rape him to save him.
It didn't escape her how fucked up things had become. But really, what choice did she have?
The look on McNamara's face said that he would rather die. Another time, she might have let him. But the blood on her body which made her skin feel weird and tight wouldn't let her.
She had to do this. To save them both.
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