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".......hey....."
"Shh.." Winthrope hushed two ghouls, whom had passed by on their way for an 'early' morning drink.
Now, three male ghouls stood silent outside of the room where the smoothskin and Charon were....'getting up to things'.
The maintenance ghoul had his side against the wall staring at nothing, just listening. Eyes glazed. He was a perv and he knew it, but at least he wasn't alone. The other two ghouls stood near each other on the other side of the door wearing similar looks on their faces. After all, it was no wonder they were curious. Not only was it the smoothskin that was too nice to all of them, but the most recent 'talk' in Underworld had revolved around the morose Charon and her disappearance.
Well.....he wouldn't be morose much longer, he thought with a slight smirk.
Despite the vague feeling of jealousy he continued to strain his hearing, intent on picking up the faintest of noises. In Underworld a ghoul had to take what he could get and this was much better then some of the other stuff he 'got up to'.
Suddenly he heard a long moan. Immediately he stiffened, and so did the other ghouls, the sound was almost foreign on their ears. If any of them recognized the sound it had been awhile since they had last enjoyed it. Sounds of a woman.
Again they all leaned forward, remaining ever attentive.
Charon was reclined back against the wall, his delicate smoothskin still on his lap, moaning now as he took her right nipple in his mouth. Her left breast already glistening with saliva, the nipple there was hard and swollen. He nibbled lightly on the tender bud, licking and sucking gently. Just the taste of her skin in his mouth was enough to send him into a frenzy.
In a jerky move he grabbed the curve of her ass, groping and squishing her lower body against his. She shook lightly and let out another soft moan, almost inaudible, but he heard it.
Her hands found his biceps, holding on to him as her back arched, pushing her chest closer to his awaiting mouth. Again he gave her nipple a light nip before trailing his lips down the curve of her fleshy globe. He growled, taking her firm backside in his hands. Roughly he pulled her to sit in between his thighs. Her soft flesh leaving the vicinity of his mouth for the moment. With her in this position he quickly loosened her flimsy brahmin skin pants. She leaned back with her hands on his knees, watching him in a haze. He was easing them under her ass and over her thighs. Quickly she lifted her legs up, putting her knees together as he tugged the pants free. The material was forgotten about as he lathered her naked skin with pinches and caresses.
"mmm.." his hands laid flat on her inner thighs, allowing the side of his hands to just graze against her clothed warm core.
She was on fire. Her nipples so hard they felt painful, and the cool drying of his saliva only made matters worse. She watched him watch her, his eyes taking in the sight of her. Eyes lingered on her face and soon she was kissing him again. Without a seconds hesitation she pushed her body firm against his, now on her knees and soon settling down in his lap again. Before the ghoul had time to deepen the kiss her tongue was already rubbing against his, teasing. She moaned in his mouth as he began running his fingers up her slit, up to the band of her panties. With ease he slipped under the material, finally feeling how hot she really was, not to mention how wet.
The feel of her made him groan, she had pulled away from his lips a moment ago and was now placing soft little pecks on his face and neck. A small part of him wanted to stop and ask her why she was touching him like this. Touching a ghoul like this, as if he still had all of his skin. However, he forgot all about it when she began to murmur in his ear.
"..can I.." she looked to be blushing, a shy look marring her features. "..can I..mmnn.." she couldn't say it, why was she so embaressed.
He pulled from her, staring at her. Slowly he watched her slink down him. Her knees settling between his calfs. It was then that Charon realized how much clothing he still had on compared to her. He drug his eyes over her again, the sight of her, kneeling in between his legs and...she was...he took in a sharp inhale, eye widening. She had undone his buckles so quickly, and now she had him in her mouth.
His initial reaction was to pull away from her, but it felt so good, her hot wet mouth. "Oh shit..!"
Again he was stuck dumb by what she was doing. Her head bobbed up and down, pulling the more 'softer' part of him in and out between her lips, coming back to give the head a long crude lick.
The texture of him wasn't soft by any means, covered with thick exposed veins and marred flesh. Her fingers touched the base of his cock while she engulfed him again. He made a strangled moan, never could she remember him being so vocal. It brought a slight smile to her lips as she worked him with her hands and mouth. As she increased her suction her hands found their way up his tight leathers, hands now on his exposed abdominal muscles. She couldn't help the little moan that escaped her as she touched him. He didn't seem to mind. The vibration caused him to lean his head back. For a moment his eyes came in contact with the ceiling. He was about to close his eyes and let that be it, spill himself inside her waiting mouth and be done. No..
Suddenly she was lifted by the back of her neck, with a soft 'pop' her lips left his shaft. She licked them, he didn't taste as bad as she had thought. Though the rest of him didn't taste or smell as she had initially thought anyways, so why would this have been any different. Charon looked about as disheveled as she could have hoped for, he looked weak and weary, eyes lidded. Again she licked her lips, watching him become entrance by her tongue and mouth. He must have been about to cum, the way he was breathing, all shaky.
With a 'thud' he had put her on her back, the mattress creaked and bounce with the movement. He watched her chest bounce softly in the darkness, legs bending and arms flat at her sides.
Before he touched her he felt the urge to speak, to whisper sweet words to her. Even tell her he loved her, though he didn't. He looked at her and she looked at him. He had hoped she saw it in his eyes. She seemed to, for she smiled, that knowing smile. The sight made him faltered a moment, but he couldn't remain distracted the whole night, what with a naked smoothskin before him. No, not just a smoothskin..No, just her.
As he placed his hands at her sides to lean over her, a soft 'clatter' was heard outside the door. Both their heads turned sharply to the door, light came through it like a fog, a mist. She was the first to turn back, beginning to touch him again. He remained still, eyes locked on the door. A hand came to cup the nape of his neck, trying to tug him down. He stiffened, knowing, or having a good guess to what the noise was, or more like who. His eyes narrowed, and he made a motion to get off the bed.
".mm..Charon...it's nothing.." only at the sound of his name did he settle above her, his head turning to capture the view of her face. He couldn't say 'No' to that.
Despite the idea of a 'peeking tom', he let her capture his lips for a hungry kiss. Her expert touches pulled a growl from him. With the idea of a possible eaves dropper firmly out of his mind, he ripped his mouth from hers and began dragging wet kisses over her jaw and neck.
He was so painfully hard at that point that even the air was stinging, but he refused to sink into her just yet.
Winthrope stared in mock horror at one of the shorter ghouls to his left. They both looked equally horrified, still as stone they stood. All eyes were on the small inhaler of jet, which had been dropped by the short one, landing to the floor with a 'clink' and 'clatter'. The asshole had been leaning forward as the sounds in the room became more primal and desperate. Idiot, as if he could hear better that way.
Winthrope silently scoffed at the idiocracy, waiting for the sounds of movement in the room to work their way to the door. Expecting Charon's large hulking form to stampede out the door and run them all over in his furry. It was a few seconds of tense silence, waiting, listening, soon though the coast seemed clear. Soon he heard the sound of a creaking bed, then sounds of muffled speech and breathy moans.
He would have sighed in relief if he wasn't so scared shitless of being heard. The other two ghouls seemed to be thinking the same thing, they didn't even look to be breathing in there state a tension. Just listening...
The Vault girl lay there, back arched, arms above her head with Charon's head between her legs. He'd been massaging her clit with his tongue and had now venture further down, sticking his slippery appendage into her entrance repeatedly. She chocked back a loud sob as pleasure wrung tight like a coil in her belly. Just a few more licks and sucks and she would be done for. How badly she needed it, she didn't know, but it was bad. He began licking up her folds, sucking them lightly. One of her hands found the top of his head, touching lightly at first. As she reached her peak her hand pushed him closer to her, hips arching to meet his mouth.
"Oh...ohhh.." She made surprised sounds, followed by a soft sigh that went on and on. The ghoul gave her little bud another lap, sending her body into shivers. Even as her climax began to ebb he still continued touching her, running his fingers around the heated core. For a moment she had to catch her breath, it felt like it had been forever since he last touched her.
In the daze she felt his hands snake under her shoulders, cupping the blades and pulling her up. Her knees buckled around him as he brought her into his lap. The evidence of his arousal fit against her wet slit, throbbing with the heat. She felt so good, and he wasn't even inside her yet. Instead of thinking about it, Charon lifted her bottom up, positing her over his length. The muscles in her ass tensed as she too helped angle her hips properly. He loosened his grip on her and with it she penetrated herself on him. The whole length of him slipping deep inside her.
She wasted little time, already easing up, letting just the tip of him remain engulfed before slamming back down.
" ..oh.. its so goood."
She slurred as her pace increased, bringing herself up and down. A hand wrapped around the nape of his neck, holding on while she continued to ride him. The sounds of slapping skin filled the small room, moans and groans lingered while the tension began building.
"Soo.. good!"
Charon let out a growl, one of his legs hung off the bed giving her extra room to grind on him, which she took advantage of. Her up and down rhythm ceased as she began to rock back and forth on him. The movement brought a new sensation to the ghoul who responded with another feral sound.
The bed creaked, and his little smoothskin couldn't keep that mouth of hers shut. He grinned in fervor as one of his hands grasped her hip, moving with the motion of her lower body. God she was good. His teeth clenched as a pang of sharp pleasure ran through him.
"Thats it...give me all you got." he snapped at her. His eyes lowered to see the junction of her thighs taking him in, out and in. Her skin glistened, a thin layer of sweat beginning to form. She was beginning to shake, he noticed. He knew she wouldn't last much longer, the way she looked spelled 'spent'.
As soon as he felt that delicious squeeze on his cock he flipped her over without withdrawing from her. She gasped, holding on him with both hands now. She lay flat on her back. He didn't pause long before begining his vicious assault in her. His pounding caused the noise of their 'actions' to increase.
The quivering Vault girl curled her toes as the wave of pleasure intensified. Her legs locked around his waist. It was all she could do to hold on through her orgasm as he thrusted in and out of her, grunting and groaning as he did so. She could hear his raspy breath as he stuffed his face into her neck. His body shivered above her, jerking his hips into hers while he spilled into her. He came so hard she felt him cumming in her, filling her. The sensation caused another loud moan to escape her lips.
"Fuck, fuck...fuck......fuck..." he sighed into her neck, slick with sweat. He was 'spent'.
The ghoul only managed to make sure he didn't crush her. With a delicate move he pulled himself from her, another sound escaping the both of them. They rolled on their sides, again the bed bounced and creaked. Someone must have heard them, he knew he should have been at least a little ashamed, but he wasn't. No he was quit content. He looked to his smoothskin, her eyes were shut, lips parted.
Out the corner of his eyes he saw a shadow pass by the pane glass of the door. His throat rumbled with mild anger. That fucking Winthrope was lucky he was in a better mood then before, or he would have kicked his face in for 'peeping'. Regardless, he could deal with him later. For now he had the face of his vault dweller before him. Her eyes were cracked open now, but she looked more asleep now then when her eyes were shut. She began to speak, almost too softly...
"I love you."
He froze, not able to look away from her as her lips lifted in a smile. A dopey, post-fuck smile.
Three ghouls stood dumbfounded and envious, looking like zombies more now then ever before. Winthrope gulped with a frown. No wonder the bastard came in his bed...
"Fuckin asshole..."
Think one more chapter outta' do it.