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You tread a troubled track.	By : Ghoulmask Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 2380 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own the any content from Fallout, Fallout New Vegas, Bethesda or Obsidian. I also do NOT own the haracters from Fallout. I ain't here to make money either. This smut is for entertainment purposes only.

Chapter List
- 1-You tread a troubled track.
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So here it is, Boone and Vivienne finally give into their urges. This can be read as a somewhat stand alone scene for those of you stumbling across this for the first time. If you are interested in the main story it's on fanfiction .net under my same pen name and titled as “Human Nature”. For my usual readers, I copied the last bit from chapter 15 for continuity's sake. That being said, this takes place between Ch15 and CH16 of Human Nature. It's a bit of a speedy fuck here, but that's to be expected between a girl who has never known real sex and a man who hasn't done it in years. You wouldn't last long either. ;)
Vivienne chewed her lip for a second, the hard part was yet to come. He took his beret off and set it on the night stand. Rubbing a hand over his head, he looked backup and spoke calmly. “Can I say something now?”

She shook her head and moved to stand directly in front of him. “I'm not done making my case. You want to be with me still, right?”

“Yes.” He replied smoothly.

“And I want to show you now where I want to be with you.” She placed her hands on his broad shoulders and straddled his lap. Boone eyed her suspiciously, being hushed once more before speaking, but this time by her lips. He rested his hands on her thighs as she kissed him hungrily, tugging his shirt up his back.

Her intentions now known to him, Boone pushed her back gently. “Vivienne, we've been over this. You don't have anything to prove, I believed your words.”

She looked at him from under her lashes. “I'm not tryin' to prove anything to you. I know you believed me, as I never gave you any reason not to.”

“Then what are you doing now?” He asked, trying to ignore the growing tightness in his belly. He recognized the glimmer in her eyes now. The look was one of determination. A very dangerous thing to have when he was trying his best to hold back. But the years of frustration clouded his mind, and the girl who sat in his lap didn't help. He watched her lick her lips slowly. She then leaned back, clinging to his lap with her legs so she could remove her shirt. The spark inside his head glowed furiously at the sight of her bare skin. He drew in a breath as she leaned forward again.

“I thought it was obvious. I'm doin' whatever I want. I don't care if you can't be as gentle as you think I need. At this moment, I don't want gentle. I want whatever you are, entirely. I didn't come back for a smoothed out version of you. I came back for who you are right now. So stop holdin' back and show me everything you are.”

Her voice held only the tiniest hint of trembling as she spoke. Boone held back for a moment, weighing the consequences of going forward. Finally he gave in, realizing he didn't care about such things at the moment. The lustful man inside that he kept back for so long came out with fervor. He grabbed the sides of her face and kissed her roughly, letting the moment wash over him like a tidal wave.

Vivienne resumed her tugging on his shirt, breaking away momentarily to remove it. They crashed back together, pressing their warm skin against each other deliciously. Boone pushed his tongue into her small mouth, a hunger beating out a rhythm with her panting. She ground down on his hardening, happy to not be met with opposition this time. The sniper beneath her groaned against her mouth, his hands going to the clasp of her flimsy bra.

Years of experience came back into play as he undid it, leaning away from her to pull it from her thin arms. The nipples of her small breasts perked up in the cool air of the room. Boone took in the sight with a smirk, the blush that normally stayed on her face had spread over her chest. He looked up at her, relishing in the look of pure wanting on her usually innocent face. He wrapped his hands around the back of her neck, pulling her in for another kiss. As he continued his wet assault on her mouth, his hands slid down her collarbones. He let his fingertips brush over each pert bud earning a moan from Vivienne.

Digging her nails into his shoulders, Vivienne tried to steady her breathing. Boone's hands were working magic across her breasts, not bothering to be gentle. For once she found it a turn on, knowing he wasn't after only his own pleasure, but hers as well. He knelt down, covering her nipple with his warm mouth. Moving her hand over to the back of his head, she pressed him closer savoring in the contact. His hands were moving down, sliding over her back, across the scar between her shoulder blades. Further down they stopped to cup her ass, pulling her tighter against his lap.

The hard bulge in his pants pressed between her legs; an unsatisfying friction barely contained through the material. Vivienne groaned into Boone's stubbly hair, suddenly cursing their remaining clothing. She pushed him forcefully, watching the look of amazement on his face as his back hit the mattress. A mischievous smirk crossed her face, kneeling down she undid his pants slowly. Boone kicked off his boots quickly, they hit the floor with a loud thunk earning a laugh from the girl.

Hooking her fingers under his waistband, she yanked his pants down, taking his boxers with them. Leaving the offending garment to crumple to the floor, she nestled between his knees. Boone cast a look at her as she slid a hand up his thigh, hissing softly when her hand wrapped around his length. Returning the look briefly, she smiled at him, happy for the chance to return the favor from so many nights ago.

Lack of experience didn't matter when she finally took him into her mouth. It had been so long since Boone had been touched that everything she did felt amazing. Her awkward bobbing was punctuated by the occasional well timed lick. Reaching down to rest his hand on her head, he groaned loudly. His fingers tangled into her curls as she found a rhythm, drawing more noises from the normally stoic sniper. Only when she placed her free hand on his hips did he realize that he had been bucking into her mouth.

Vivienne held him down as she attempted to take him in further. After a while her jaw began to ache, causing her to pull back with a wet sound. She panted then, blowing hot little breaths over his glistening manhood. Strong hands reached down to her, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her back up to his lips. Kissing her roughly, he shoved his hands down the back of her pants. He gripped her ass tightly as a low rumble grew in his chest. Smiling against his mouth as the eager sniper began tugging on her pants, she helped him. Once she was free of them, she kicked her pants to the floor, noticing that her panties had gone with them.

Grabbing the back of her thighs, Boone pulled her up higher. Vivienne's heart thumped loudly as he pressed her hips down, meeting her opening perfectly with his wet cock. Straightening out the arm that supported her, she hovered over his face. Her gaze beckoned him, and he took the knowing look for what it was. His muscular arms flexed as he pushed her down, slowly as he could, onto his stiff length.

Vivienne's breath caught in her throat as she felt him slide in. When his hips met the back of her thighs she let out a long moan, adjusting to his size with some resistance. She sat there for a moment, trying to get her bearings. The handsome man beneath her searched her face for any signs of reluctance. When he turned up none he carefully helped her raise up. Gasping loudly as she sat upright, she gripped his hips to steady herself. When she could finally move, she began to raise and lower herself shakily. His fingers gripped her thighs as he moaned, her tightness was causing him to see stars already.

She continued her motions, riding him slowly, drawing out the pleasures between them. Boone watched greedily as his dick, glistening with her arousal, disappeared into her time and time again. After a few minutes she leaned forward again, bracing herself with her hands on his broad chest. She had meant to simply catch her breath, but to her surprise Boone flipped her over quickly. Positioning himself between her legs, he thrusted back inside her with a moan. Resting himself on his elbows, he leaned in for another barrage of kisses as he began moving in and out of her.

Her hands wrapped around his sweaty back, clinging to him as he increased his pace. Breaking the kiss, he buried his face against her neck. His breath came faster as he moved, spurred on by the loud moans she placed against his ear. The friction was bringing Vivienne closer and closer each time he slid inside her. Sliding her tongue across his earlobe to distract herself, but the gesture backfired. The sensation caused Boone to let out a deep moan, sending goosebumps along her skin. Her skin flushed with heat as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

The slight change in angle allowed him to penetrate her deeper, hitting against her sensitive spot. The contact became overwhelming as Vivienne tightened around his cock, sending her over the edge. Her orgasm rocked throughout her body as she cried out his name, her back arching off the mattress. Boone tried to keep the pace as she moaned beneath him, but the sound was too much for the man. He abandoned all sense of caution as he pounded into her roughly. She whined into his ear, a sound of lust more than anything.

He pulled out of her just in time to release himself across her stomach. His eyes squeezed shut as he moaned, finishing with a heavy panting. Hovering over her on shaky arms, he opened his eyes to meet hers. She gazed up at him with a lopsided grin, still trying to catch her breath. Grabbing the back of his neck, she pulled his face down to her and kissed him gently. He grinned against her her lips as he returned it.

When he pulled away she was still smiling. Boone stood up and grabbed a shirt from the floor, cleaning her stomach of any trace of his release. Tossing it aside he laid down next to her with a sigh of contentment. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked over at him.

“See, you don't always have to be so gentle with me. I won't break easily.” She spoke with a smirk.

He cast a look at her then “I'll keep that in mind, as well as another fact.”

“What's that?” She asked, curious now.

He looked up at the ceiling with a smile. “I like the way you moan my name, my real name that is.”

She huffed out a laugh. “Next time, you'll be moaning mine.”
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You tread a troubled track.