Author's Notes: This was written as a challenge. The whole story took me 8 hours to write and is 7 chapters long. I was listening to "Nightmare" by Artie Shaw the whole time while writing this. Only Editing it now, which means I should have the whole story up within a week. (If nothing in life explodes between then and now)

And I will say, the challenge was "Inculta Seduction" and this thinks outside of the box a little bit. This is also the FIRST time I wrote in this genre. So Enjoy!

A typical night at the Tops Casino, as Pre-War music seemed to fill the air as laughter and gambling. A handsome gambler sat calmly, sipping a glass of water, eyes never wandering from the elevator, stalking his prey. At long last, she emerged wearing a light pink dress, folded at the waist to make it shorter than it actually was. Crimson lips curled up in a satisfied, yet dark smile as she walked across the gambling floor to the door. The brown suit-clad gambler eyed her from under the brim of his matching fedora, watching her every move.

Stopping to talk to a young man briefly, she handed him a card of some sort and kissed him softly on the cheek. He could read her lips as she told him 'Just in case'. The young man watched her dumbfounded as she turned and walked seductively away, as she seemed to pull a notebook from her dress pocket and scribbled a note before replacing it. He stood and turned to leave, hoping to catch her on the strip to grant her Caesar's mark. As he was walking through the door, he overheard her conning the 2nd in Command of the Chairmen, Swank, out of 100 caps to buy her something pretty.

Patiently he waited for her to come through the Tops Casino doors as he surveyed the streets. There were several NCR troopers around, which he would have to be in close proximity to her to give her the message from Caesar. He would wait another 15 minutes before she exited, and he turned to greet her. "The eyes of the Mighty Caesar are upon you-"

"And what of your eyes?" she asked using a sultry voice. "I saw you from across the room, playing coy." she looked into the eyes of the man before her, the frame, build and voice were ones that she would never forget - the one that walked coldly away from her in Nipton. "I'm glad I ran into you again," she said as she took another step towards him.

Vulpes continued the message, attempting to ignore her come-ons. "He admires your accomplishments-"

"And what would you think of those accomplishments?" she asked, taking another step forward to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I recognize you from Nipton." she said softly, leaning in, whispering into his ear. "You're the one that got away from me. I won't let you get away this time." Her breath was swift as she seemed to blow ever so slightly into his ear, sending chills down his spine.

He held strong against this, though his resolve was wavering as he struggled to continue. "…and bestows upon you the exceptional gift-"

"Do you know what I would think would be exceptional?" she inquired once again in his ear. "You"

Fighting the awakening urge to take her then and there, he rationalized that the Strip would be far too public. "…of his mark." he finished, pulling away from her grasp, holding out the necklace in his hand.

Saddened, she looked down at the mark as she took her hand and had him close his own, mark within. "I only want you to leave your mark within me. Is that too much to ask?" Before he could formulate a response, she once again wrapped her arms around him, and whispered in his ear. "Why don't we continue this conversation in private? I promise to do whatever you ask, as long as you agree to this."

Vulpes gritted his teeth, as desire filled him, he nodded, slightly rationalizing that it wouldn't be the first time he had a contact that was a lover. He nodded, letting out a soft moan as she slightly nibbled on his ear.

She smiled as she backed up, pulling out a card from her pocket, and handed it to him. "This will let you in. Be careful not to disturb the others, and bring your Legion uniform. I shall enjoy being taken by you in it. Change at once when you arrive." she pressed her lips to his cheek. "One hour, Presidential Suite. Don't keep me waiting." she disengaged her grip on him and walked away from him, looking back to blow a kiss in his direction.

He looked down at the card, a Lucky 38 playing card with the Jack of Clubs. What could she be thinking?

He did as she instructed, as he would drag her to Caesar if necessary, but if she would go willingly the better. He took a deep breath as he walked up the steps to the Casino. He was stopped by a Securitron who he showed the card, and surprisingly was let in. The Casino was dark, though the red color was still vivid. Dust lingered in the air, which seemed stagnant.

Never did he think that he would actually see the inside of it, and at the same time, knew it was an opportunity that could not be passed. He would be able to disable Mr. House now that he had come this far. As instructed, he changed in the restroom, forgoing his dark glasses, as it would be nearly impossible to see if he did so in the dim light. He also did not put on his furred helmet, thinking it would only get into the way. He rode the elevator up to the suite, where more of the scarlet color adorned the walls. There was a door directly across from him, in which he went to and opened cautiously.

The woman laid on the bed in a black revealing dress with red trim and she laid rather relaxed on the bed, arm behind her head as she seemed to stare at the door. Smirking, he closed the door behind him.

Stay Tuned for Chapter 2!