It was no secret to anyone in Diamond City that the final battle had descended upon the Commonwealth. The sounds of combat had echoed through the ruins of downtown Boston throughout the morning hours, of energy weapons and massive explosions and Vertibirds buzzing through the air, their miniguns whirring as they rained destruction onto the ruins. Life in the city had essentially ground to a halt, with shopkeepers abandoning their stores, closing for the day as a crowd gathered in the center of Diamond City's market, around a radio at Takahashi's. Travis, Diamond City Radio's anxiety prone DJ, had been reading out the reports that had been filtering in to him throughout the morning. The situation took a turn for the ominous when a much more authoritative voice came over the airwaves; identifying himself as the Director of the Institute and informing the people of the Commonwealth of their intentions after years of secrecy. As the morning progressed the sounds of the fighting had died, a silence that just fed the tension building in the marketplace. There were hushed conversations passing amongst the residents, as if people were too afraid to converse in a normal voice.
Piper took no part in the conversations. She sat on a bench, next to the entrance to Fallon's, anxiously wringing her hands. The feel of the fingerless gloves eventually grew to be so irritating that she pulled them off, shoving them into the pockets on her coat and mindlessly taking off her cap, running a hand through her air. She knew that Blue was out there. Of course he was. She knew he was probably leading the assault, right behind the Brotherhood's secret weapon, and that in all likelihood he had Cait backing him up. Piper felt a pang of jealousy at the thought. She desperately wanted to be with Blue, felt an overwhelming urge to protect the man from any more hurt. Yet she knew Cait was the better fighter, as much as she hated it. Piper hoped beyond hope that Blue's relationship with Cait stopped at being comrades in arms, although she wasn't certain. She hadn't seen him since shortly after the Brotherhood had raided the Railroad's Headquarters and destroyed the organization. She had been furious with him at the time, not understanding how Blue could throw his lot in with Maxson and the Brotherhood, how he couldn't see how dangerous they were. Yet the anger had faded as the weeks had gone by; while the feelings she had been nursing for the man from Vault 111 had not. She found her mind going to him whenever she wasn't distracted; from the style of his hair to his hazel eyes, to the shape of his body and the kindness she saw in him.
A cry went up from the crowd as a flash lit the sky, followed quickly by the ground rumbling and the sound of a massive blast reverberating off the walls of the city. Piper's stomach immediately did backflips at that. Her thoughts immediately went to Blue; hoping that he was nowhere near whatever had exploded.
Nate shielded his eyes from the flash of the blast, feeling the heat warm the side of his face as the initial, blinding light faded. He looked back, hearing a low breath escape from Elder Maxson, to his left. Nate felt nothing except numbness. He had forced his feelings down, into a separate part of his mind, the way he had learned to when he had been in the Army, more than two centuries earlier. The light gradually faded, a cloud rising above what had once been the Institute. It felt surreal, on some level, knowing that Shaun had been down there, that he had incinerated with the blast. Elder Maxson's voice prevented him from dwelling on that.
"It's done. Proctor Ingram will finish things here, Paladin. Meet me when you return to the Prydwen, but by all means, take your time." For the first time since he had met the young man, Nate saw a smile cross Elder Maxson's face. Nate nodded at him, before drawing a fist over his heart.
"Ad Victoriam, Elder," Nate said, voice filtering through his T-60 power armor. Maxson wordlessly returned the salute, essentially dismissing him. Nate turned and began walking, mindlessly, to the Vertibird. The surreal nature of his life had still not completely sunk in, even after close to five months. Cait sauntered along beside him, a laser rifle casually resting on her shoulder. She had actually suited up for the final assault on the Institute, clad in a black and olive drab Brotherhood uniform, with combat armor over it. She walked with the confidence of a woman who knew she could handle herself in combat, and Nate had come to value and care about the troubled woman immensely. At that moment, though, his thoughts were with Nora, and in the year 2077. She was gone, and there was nothing he could do to bring her back. He still hadn't been able to fully accept it, had only recently begun to realize that there was someone he had begun to care for as more than a friend. It was only in her absence that Nate had come to realize that Piper, the reporter from Diamond City, had grown on him. She'd snuck up on him. They had had words after the raid on the Railroad HQ, an action for which Nate still felt an unspeakable amount of guilt. He had gotten to know them, had become friends with the Railroad. But they hadn't offered that which he sought-absolute revenge on the Institute for stealing his life from him. As they climbed into the Vertibird, Nate looked toward Cait.
"Where to? Sanctuary? Red Rocket?" he asked.
"Are you not coming?" she asked in response.
"I have business I need to take care of in Diamond City," he replied. Cait grunted in response to that, a knowing look crossing her face.
"Alright. Starlight Drive In, then. Better than sitting alone at Red Rocket or with that muppet Preston at Sanctuary," she responded, drawing a quick snort of laughter from Nate.
"Alright, then," Nate responded, before turning to look at the Lancer piloting the Vertibird. "Starlight Drive-In," he shouted to him. The pilot gave him a thumbs up in response, as his voice came over the radio in the aircraft.
"The Minigun should be loaded and ready to bring the pain, sir," the Lancer responded, Nate turning to take hold of the minigun. He hoped that after the fight they had just been through it would be a quiet flight.
The sound of multiple Vertibirds flying directly over the city drew the eyes of the assembled crowd in the Diamond City market. They were flying in the direction of the Prydwen, the Brotherhood's massive airship that had docked at the ruins of Boston International Airport, several months earlier. None appeared to be landing, bringing a quick feeling of disappointment to Piper. Silence only briefly returned to the market, before Travis's radio broadcast was again interrupted, this time by a different voice.
"The Institute is no more. The Brotherhood has achieved absolute victory. People of the Commonwealth, your deliverance is at hand!" The rest of the message was drowned out by the euphoric explosion that filled the market, people jumping into the arms of those nearest to them. Piper spotted Nick Valentine, across the marketplace, and shared a knowing nod and a smile with him, before leaving the celebration. While she was thrilled that the Institute was destroyed, she wouldn't be able to relax until she knew Blue's fate.
Nate sat alone in the house he had built at Starlight Drive-In for himself. It wasn't a particularly extravagant affair, a simple building with some lights, books and magazines he had found, and a bed. He had exited his power armor and now sat on a chair, facing an opening he had built to be able to look out over the Wasteland and the approach to the settlement. He looked at his hand, idly spinning his wedding band around on his ring finger. It was done, and he felt nothing. I'm sorry, Nora. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. I'm sorry for what Shaun grew up to be. But I have avenged you. Sleep well, my love. Please forgive me. He sighed heavily, before pulling off the ring. It felt almost…sacrilegious to do. A betrayal to his dead wife. Nate pushed the feeling aside, the dissonance it caused inside him as it clashed with the feelings he had developed while in the Wasteland being too much to think of at the moment. Standing from his chair, he walked to a dresser, placing his and Nora's rings into the same drawer. He had carried his with her throughout his travels, a reminder of what had been stolen from him. Nate nodded again, as if telling himself that he had done the right thing, before turning to pull on his Vault suit. It fit snugly, but was the most comfortable thing he owned. Quietly, he slipped out into the evening air and made his way to the Vertibird, the pilot looking up from where he stood; having gotten out of the aircraft when he had landed it.
"Where to, sir?" the Lancer asked.
"Diamond City," Nate replied.
Piper pushed her noodles around while she sat at Takahashi's, unable to eat. The party was in full swing in the marketplace, everyone eager to celebrate the destruction of the Institute and the end of the fear that came with them. Unable to eat, she resorted to swigging Nuka-Cola, doing anything to try to ease her stomach and keep her mouth from drying too much. A faint sound in the distance caught Piper's attention as she sat along the bar, at first distant before growing louder and more distinct. It was a Vertibird's rotors approaching, the aircraft coming into view over the wall behind the Mayor's office; the rotors rotating into landing position and beginning to descend. Piper quickly stood, knocking her stool over in the process. Flustered, she quickly set it right, before turning to look towards the entrance to town. Her heart jumped when she saw him-dark hair, a muscular build, bright blue jumpsuit making his way down the stairs. She began quickly walking towards him, a smile crossing her face before breaking into a full run. She saw a smile cross his face as he saw her too.
"BLUE!" she yelled, rushing to him and jumping into his arms, burying her face in his chest.
"Hey, Piper," he whispered in her air, taking in the scent of her hair as he closed his eyes and rested his head on the top of hers. She held him tightly, hands squeezing the muscles of his back. Nate felt a twinge a pleasant twinge at that. After a moment she stepped back, her grayish eyes meeting his as she looked up at him.
"I missed you," she whispered to him, eyes beginning to tear up. He reached out and caressed her cheek, his thumb lightly grazing to wipe away a tear.
"I missed you too, Piper. Do you want to give me some time to clean up and then meet me in the market?" he asked. She nodded.
"Sounds good. I'm starving, I'll meet you at Takahashi's," she replied. It took all her effort to stop herself from running home to clean up. She threw the lock on the bathroom door as she ran water into her tub, stepping in and beginning to vigorously rub off the dirt on her hands. She began scanning the room, looking to see where she left her razor, before spotting it within arm's reach.
Nate rinsed off the layer of dried sweat and gunpowder and dirt that had accumulated over the final battle. He felt much less disgusting with it gone, much more comfortable being close to Piper now that he wasn't as worried about how he smelled. Standing in the middle of his house in Diamond City, naked, he let the water roll off his body as he scanned for something to wear. He settled on a pair of green pants and a white shirt, pulling them on before tying up his black, leather combat boots and stepping back outside. It was early evening, March in Boston, and there was a chill in the air. He made his way to Takahashi's, in the center of town, spotting Piper already waiting. Her hair laid closer to her head then normal, dark and slightly wavy and still slightly wet. She smiled as she looked up and saw him, sliding a bowl of noodles to him as he sat alongside her.
"Thanks, Piper," he said, gratefully accepting the food. They sat in silence for a moment, happily eating, before Piper finally spoke up.
"How did it end, Blue?" she asked. He knew what she meant without needing her to elaborate.
"Pretty violently. Liberty Prime blew a hole through the roof of the Institute, let us get in that way. We got inside, made our way to the fusion reactor. Planted a charge and set it off," he summarized. He didn't want to go into the painful details of Shaun, the son he had been frantically looking for, being the leader of the Institute. Maybe another time, once he had learned to accept it, he could explain it to Piper. She reached over, her smaller hand, the smooth skin of it, resting on top of Nate's. The warmth of her hand, the fingers intertwined with his, was the most comforting physical contact he'd had since he had emerged into this world. He grasped back, holding her hand tightly as they finished their food. With the noodles gone, and his ravenous hunger eased, Nate looked at Piper again, realizing that he wanted her. Badly. He had a feeling that the desire was mutual, as well. Eyes meeting, he raised an eyebrow at her before speaking.
"Want to come back to mine?" he asked. Piper blushed, something Nate found inexplicably adorable and endearing about her.
"Ok," she squeaked in reply, her voice flustered. Still holding hands, Nate stood from his chair and walked alongside Piper, escorting her through the crowds and back to his house at Home Plate, a short walk from the noodle stand. Nate opened the door and stood aside to let Piper enter first, following her in before closing the door behind them. Piper walked forward, back to Nate as she unbuckled the belt around her red, leather trenchcoat and pulled it off, draping it over a chair. Under it she wore a simple button up shirt and leather pants, looking at Nate as she removed the scarf she wore and rested it on top of the coat. Time felt frozen for a moment, until Piper raised a hand and, with one finger, beckoned Nate towards her.
"Come here," she whispered. He slowly walked toward Piper, her hands reaching up to his face and taking it in the palms of her hands as Nate leaned forward. Their lips met, hers soft and full and tasting vaguely of sugar. Nate rested his hands on her ample hips, a part of her body he had always been a fan of, and lightly ran his fingers up her back under her shirt. Piper shuddered as she ran a hand through Nate's hair and, resting it on the back of his head, pulled him against her harder, their tongues dancing in one another's mouths. They continued kissing, frantically, as Piper moved her hands to unbutton Nate's shirt. She began pulling it off as Nate shrugged it off, the shirt dropping into a pile at their feet. Piper pulled away to look at Nate's body; realizing, for the first time, she had never seen him topless before. His vault jumpsuit had not done justice to how well built he was, she now realized, his muscles prominent and firm across his shoulders and chest. She had only a moment to admire before feeling Nate's lips on her neck, moving up to the line of her jawbone and then lightly nipping at her earlobe. A low sigh escaped her lips as she felt Nate's hands unbuttoning the front of her pants, her hands dropping to her side to help slide them down and kicking them off, over the boots she hadn't bothered to remove yet. Nate took a step back, admiring her in turn. She had a light, well-groomed amount of hair; her legs were thick and firm, muscular from how active she was. He felt himself bulging with desire as he looked at the woman standing in front of him. Wordlessly, he placed a hand on her chest and began pushing her backward, leaning forward as they walked to continue kissing her. She stumbled as they reached his bed, Nate pushing her backward so she was completely on it.
"Lay down," he whispered in her ear, his tongue still flicking out to tease at her earlobe and neck. She wordlessly nodded, laying on her back and looking in Nate's eyes as he sunk down her body. Looking up at her, Nate began lightly kissing his way up the inside of her leg, trailing his tongue over her smooth, soft skin; occasionally stopping to punctuate with a kiss or a light nip at her skin. Her legs were smooth and fair, Nate absorbing everything about Piper as she ran her hands through his hair. The scent of her skin was sweet and faint, the fairness of her complexion a contrast to his skin, tanned from exposure to the sun. He kissed his way up Piper's legs, the firmness of the muscles in her thigh turning him on even more. As he did, he reached down with one hand, beginning to unlace his own boots and sliding them off. Lightly, he grazed his mouth over Piper's short, dark pubic hair, kissing her mons before beginning to trail his way down the opposite leg. The move drew an arched back and a moan of pleased agony from Piper at Nate's teasing.
"Please…" she whispered as he kissed his way down her left leg.
"Please what?" he whispered back, his words almost muffled by her leg.
"Don't tease, please."
"What do you want, then?" he asked, a devilish tone in his voice and a faint smile crossing his face as he looked up at her. She looked down to meet his gaze; the fire inside that she had tried to keep contained up until that point bursting out.
"Please eat me out," she said, her voice changing as she did. No longer was it the nervous voice that had been there when they had began kissing. Now it was the voice of a woman who knew exactly what she wanted.
"As you command," he whispered to her, before moving up and flicking his tongue out, over her clit. A sigh escaped Piper's lips at that, as Nate pressed his mouth against her and slowly, gently ran his tongue up the length of Piper's labia; taking in the taste of her lubricant and the womanly scent of her as his tongue reached her clit and began quickly flicking out over it. A full-bodied moan escaped Piper's lips as Nate worked.
"Oh God, yes," she moaned as he slid a finger into her, moving it in a beckoning motion to massage her from the inside while his tongue stimulated her from the outside. "God, you're amazing at that," she whispered, unbuttoning her shirt so it lay open before returning her fingers to Nate's hair. Her breathing increased in short, rapid, shallow gasps; her muscles tensing and back arching as Nate brought her to climax, the orgasm drawing a full bodied scream from Piper.
"Oh fuck!" she screamed, clenching her fingers in Nate's hair and pulling him up towards her. He kissed his way over her body, stopping to flick his tongue over her nipples. Piper pulled harder on him; his lips meeting hers as she placed a hand on his chest and pushed. Nate wordlessly responded, rolling onto his back as Piper's hands darted to the button on his pants. She eagerly pulled them down, his already hard manhood spilling out of them as Piper took it in. She hadn't been with a man in quite some time, she had almost forgotten how much she enjoyed sex. Piper leaned forward, her tongue running up the underside of Nate as he let out a low sigh, before quickly taking him into her mouth and beginning to slowly bob her head on him. She felt Nate's strong, rough hands running through her hair, the sounds of his breathing becoming louder as he voiced his pleasure at what she was doing.
"God, you're amazing at that, Piper," he groaned, as she began using a hand to stroke him while bobbing her mouth on the upper half. Piper kept going until she couldn't take it anymore, until she wasn't sure Nate could take it anymore, and straddled him. Eyes meeting, she slid him into her, slowly letting him stretch her out and enjoying the curious pain-that wasn't-pain that came with his entry.
"Fuck, you are so tight," he moaned, his eyes closed and hands resting on her hips.
"You're so hard," she gasped in reply, as he fully entered her, filling her up. Slowly she began to lightly bounce her hips, moving up and down on him as he opened his eyes, meeting her look with one of his own. Lightly, he ran his fingertips over her body, before surprising her with a short, light smack on her ass. A smile crossed her face at that. "If you're going to spank me, actually spank me," she said, a wicked smile crossing her face as she increased her pace, hands resting on his well-muscled chest. She felt another smack on her ass, a sharper, firmer one; followed by a squeeze. "That's more like it," she said, throwing her head back and running her hands up her sides, over her breasts; before running one through her hair and looking down at the man she straddled. He met her look, a hunger in his eyes she had never seen before as suddenly, without warning, he sat up. Kissing her, he wrapped an arm around her; and in one smooth, quick motion, he flipped them so she was on her back, legs spread and feet, still in their boots, resting on his hips.
"My turn," he whispered in her ear, Piper smiling as she looked at him. Slowly, gently, she grazed her nails down the his back, before squeezing his ass. Nate began circling in her, slowly at first, thrusting so he filled her all the way.
"Fuck…God, fuck," Piper said, a string of curses escaping her lips in between moans as Nate began to gradually increase the pace.
"You like that, babe?" he asked, as he reached for her legs, pulling them up so her ankles rested on his shoulders and he filled her completely.
"I love it, Nate. God, please don't stop…you have me so close," she trailed off, as Nate began pounding her as hard as he could, a thin layer of swear forming on his forehead.
"God dammit…you're gonna make me cum, Piper…" he trailed off, Piper not having time to let out a warning before he quickly pulled out and she felt a warm liquid on her stomach. She looked down, seeing his cum covering her, from the bottom of her breasts to her pubic hair. Breathing heavily, he collapsed next to her, their eyes meeting. "I'm sorry…" he began, as Piper reached out to stroke his face. She laughed at that.
"Sorry for what, Blue?" she asked.
"For coming so quickly. I haven't gotten laid in two centuries," he replied, a smile on his face as she burst out in laughter. "Give me a few, and we can go again." She looked at him, an expression of contentment on her face.
"We can do this for as long as you want, Blue."
So this is just an idea I had after playing through the main quest on Fallout 4. I'm not sure if this will be a one-shot or if I should keep going with it, so tell me what you think.