The room felt like it was closing in on her. It always felt like that for no reason these days, ever since her dad passed away. Owyn was 79…he died in his sleep of natural causes and Sarah accepted that, she knew her old dad wasn't going to be around forever but it didn't make this whole process any easier. The reflection in the mirror seemed separate from its owner now. Sure it looked exactly the same as it always had. 30 years old, long blonde hair tied up at the back of her head in a tight bun, sad blue eyes staring back at her hardened yet kind face. But Sarah didn't feel the same anymore, she was Elder Sarah Lyons now. No matter who called her it or how many times she heard it, it didn't feel real.
'Dream Lover' was playing over the radio and it brought her back a little, Sarah couldn't help but smile. Where was her 'dream lover'? She had been expecting Lacie back from training over half hour ago, She wouldn't miss this party to celebrate Sarah becoming Elder. The fierce young woman frowned and sighed, turning away from her reflection…Her father was always soft, he loved the Wastelanders and had spent his entire time as Elder fighting for them instead of following the orders of the West. A controversial decision that not everyone agreed with. The Elder's Council at Lost Hills had essentially abandoned them all here in Capital Wasteland, after the Outcasts had split off on their own in protest of Owyn's decision. Sarah hadn't always understood her father's reasoning. Why should the Brotherhood sacrifice their resources for the scum of this destroyed world? They didn't know how to use it and it was their orders, as well as the purpose of the Brotherhood of Steel to preserve technology and keep it safe from those who could abuse it. It wasn't until they encountered Lacie that she began to change that opinion. After all it was a little Vault Dweller who had defeated the Enclave and provided clean water to the entire Capital Wasteland, nearly killing herself in the process. It had been 4 years since then and Sarah had never once questioned her Father for wanting to help the people of Capital again.
The knock on the door of her father's old quarters made her jump, speak of the devil and they shall appear. "Come in…" she croaked quietly before clearing her throat in frustration "Come in!" That was better. The door creaked and there she stood, all 5ft of her tiny frame with her wild red curls messily tied back, barely able to be contained in the strained elastic. The Lone Wanderer, her dream lover...Lacie.
"Why the hell are you knocking? A bit formal don't you think?" Sarah laughed and relaxed, turning back to her mirror with a smirk at Lacie's reflection behind her.
"Old habits die hard I guess." She smiled sheepishly making her way over to Sarah to give her a kiss. "Sorry I'm late but Jones got stuck in his power armor and we couldn't seem to get him out."
"For heaven's sake, that's the third time this month. He's either had a growth spurt or someone messed up his measurements when he was being fitted." Sarah sighed and responded to the kiss eagerly. "I'm glad you're here, I really don't feel in the mood for celebrating tonight. The Elders in California have finally made contact now that father is dead…Finally remembering their long lost children it seems..." Lacie could see she was nervous about this. In the 4 years since she'd joined the Brotherhood there was no mention of any contact from the West Coast. Why now?
"Either that or he doesn't take care of his power armor." Lacie reached up to move a piece of hair that had fallen in front of Sarah's face. "We don't need to celebrate, we can just have a quiet time to ourselves. Wait...The West Coast have made contact? But I thought they had practically disowned this faction..."
Sarah held Lacie's soft hand against her cheek and sighed "They disowned us without actually doing it, just cutting off all of our contact and resources while still maintaining that my father was in charge of the East Coast. In other words they were hoping that his way of running things would be his undoing so that we'd have to run back to them with our tails between our legs. Instead we thrived, so what else could they do except turn a blind eye? The only other option would be a Civil War. But now father is gone…I'm not sure what their motivations are. I have some ideas but with no concrete proof. They have selected me as an Elder but I'm apprehensive." Sarah kissed Lacie's palm before dropping it to resume fixing her hair "We have to show our faces at the party, everyone has gone through such an effort for me. But some alone time after my speech would be amazing."
Lacie didn't know what to say in regards to the Elder's Council. If she was honest, she kind of forgot that the West Coast faction even existed as they were so absent. Instead she wrapped her arms around Sarah's waist from behind and admired her beautiful, powerful girlfriend in the mirror.
"That's the spirit." She smiled, standing on her tip toes so she could lean over her shoulder to peck Sarah on the cheek. "Things will be alright as long as we're together."
"I know that, dreamer…I know." Sarah whispered, a desperate plea in her tone as she cocked her head back to rest it on Lacie's shoulder. She was the only thing in this world that the young Elder was certain of anymore.
"Now, what are you going to wear tonight?" Lacie asked, walking over to the chest where Sarah's clothes now were. Even though it had been over a month now, Sarah wasn't able to bring herself to unpack her belongings into her father's quarters. The room was still like a shrine to him. "Will you be wearing your new fatigues or do you want to wear something else?" She started to take some things out of the chest to lay them out on the bed.
"Hmm…I'm not sure, I suppose the fatigues would be the best option…but since it's a party I was considering my mother's dress...Father kept it all these years for me, but I was hardly the 'dress' type was I?" Sarah examined everything laid down on the bed, the same bed that she used to jump on playfully to wake her father as she grew up. He would always open his eyes with a big smile on his face and tickle her until she admitted defeat, collapsing into a heap on the soft sheets where he'd cuddle her until he had to get up and get ready. These fond memories caused tears to form in her eyes. She missed him so much…She had to make him proud now. "What do you think, beautiful? Yours is the only opinion that matters to me anyway."
"You say you're not the dress type but I think you look good in them, I feel like your fatigues could be a little too formal so I'd say the dress. You may be Elder now but you're still just like them, don't give them a reason to put you on a pedestal or else they'll treat you differently… Not to mention I've this bet with Vargas going on that I'd get you to wear it at least one time." Lacie giggled and grabbed the royal blue dress off the bed to hand to Sarah.
"Oh really? And what do you get if you win? You only want me to wear the dress because it's easier for you to take off me later." She grabbed it with a grin and a wink before stripping down to her underwear and putting it on with a self-conscious frown "You sure this looks okay?"
"Well I get 200 caps…And of course not! I cannot believe you would accuse me of something like that." She raised her hands in mock shock before grinning and helping Sarah zip the dress up at the back "You look beautiful Sarah, and you know I'd never tell a lie."
"Yeah, yeah. With those 200 caps you'd better be taking me out to dinner. You say 'beautiful' but I feel like an idiot. Why do girls have to wear dresses? I'd take a suit any day." Sarah huffed and blew the stray strand out of her face, no matter what she did it wouldn't grow and it would always escape her tight bun. "You came here straight from training right? Rather than run half way across the Citadel, do you just want to take something of mine? Though they may be a bit big for you, Dwarf." Sarah snorted and poked her in the stomach.
"Those 200 caps will be put aside for a rainy day, who knows what I may need them for." The little red-head smiled, smoothing out the dress so it wouldn't wrinkle "You are an idiot, only now you're noticing? Don't worry it won't take me long to run back and find something to wear".
"So no dinner for me?" Sarah pouted and studied herself in the mirror "Hey! Insulting your Elder is a punishable offence! Hurry up and get changed then. Meet me at the party." They exchanged a quick embrace before Lacie left. There was nothing Sarah wanted more than to walk in to a room with Lacie on her arm, unfortunately the majority of Brotherhood were not exactly in favour of same-sex relationship and she didn't want to give them any reason to question her already fragile leadership. They respected her but her father was their Elder. She didn't know how certain her position was given her age and difference in views compared to the traditional West Coast.
"What I have planned will make your jaw drop, and that's a promise." Lacie was worried about Sarah, though she would never let it show. Lacie didn't think Sarah was ready for this kind of responsibility so soon after Owyn died. There wasn't much she could do but be there for her as support.
The hall was packed when Lacie finally arrived at the party. Every Brother was in attendance, young and old. She couldn't see Sarah yet so she made her way through the crowds and started to mingle. It was rare for a party like this in the Citadel, they would usually unwind and get drunk in their own squads, but this was a true event. Lacie felt honoured to be a part of it and actually witness the appointment celebration of a new Elder. It didn't take long for people to start approaching her and asking where Sarah had gotten to. The latest young man who approached her was probably the most recognised and esteemed member of the brotherhood besides Sarah herself. The now 14 year old Arthur Maxson.
"I'm not sure where she is, I thought she would have been here before me..." Lacie looked around but could still see no sign of Sarah in the thick mass of soldiers and scribes.
"She appeared earlier but left rather quickly. I assumed she'd be with you, as usual." The last descendant in the great Maxson line raised his eyebrow knowingly. If she didn't know him personally, she never would have said the boy was merely 14 years old. The Knight looked at least 18. He could even pass for 20 like her with how tall and chiselled he was, his outstanding achievements in recent years would back up the assumption. Hell, his service record read like the fable of a legendary Hero. It was certainly fitting given his lineage.
"Excuse me, I have to go outside for some fresh air." She didn't care how standoffish she seemed. Where could Sarah have gone? Did she leave because she wasn't there? The first place Lacie went to look was their usual haunt, the storage shed. The urgency to find her grieving lover as quickly as possible made her ignorant to the fact that she was being carefully followed by the young boy she had just dismissed.
Sarah sat in the farthest corner of the cluttered and dusty shed curled up with her arms around her knees. She felt as small as she looked right now. As soon as she'd walked into that party she felt everyone's eyes fall on her. Judging her, questioning her. It was too much to handle so she simply left. Not even considering that it was all in her head. Without Lacie there she couldn't face them, so she came to the only place she felt safe. As the door creaked open and let in the pale light from the moon, Sarah looked up to see the only face that mattered.
"Took you long enough…How was the party?" Sarah jested with an awkward smile.
"I'm sorry I was late but you weren't outside waiting on me...what happened?" The worry showed on her face, there was no hiding it now. She took a seat next to Sarah. "Rather crowded on this dancefloor isn't it?"
Sarah rested her heavy head on Lacie's shoulder and chuckled "You don't need to look so concerned, baby. I didn't like everyone staring at me up there...half of them would usurp me if they had half a chance." Lacie winced at how paranoid she was being. That wasn't true and Sarah knew it deep down. She was just so low. "Do we have to go back? I'd rather just sit here with you…"
"You know that's not true, but we have to go back even if it's for a little while but we don't have to go back right now." Lacie took Sarah's hand in hers entwining their fingers.
"Isn't it? No one's been treating me the same since my dad died and I took his place. The squad are supportive of course. Even young Arthur has been trying to help, but the rest of them. I don't know" She sighed "I'll go back for my speech, but it's not scheduled for another 2 hours, let them all get good and drunk first before I humiliate myself. What shall we do until then?" She cupped Lacie's face in her spare hand and stroked her cheek with her thumb.
"Sarah listen to yourself, you're not you right now...they were only staring at you because you're beautiful." Lacie kissed her deeply and passionately, her piercing grey eyes calmed Sarah's aching soul.
"I love you, you know that? I'm sorry, Lacie. I'm sure I'll get back to my old self soon. I just have this horrible feeling…like an instinct almost that something isn't right. I guess I'm just worried with the Council suddenly getting in contact again." Sarah reasoned, shaking her head and getting up slowly, tripping over her dress and stumbling. She seriously wasn't used to wearing them and she cursed before laughing at herself. "So what shall we do? This is our little hide away after all." Her form was illuminated in moonlight, truly the most beautiful woman Lacie had ever seen…the fact Sarah loved her made her feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
"Well there are multiple things we could do, I mean that dress is just calling for me to tear it off." And she really was the luckiest girl in the world by all definition of the phrase. She defied all odds to make it this far. "Actually I forgot to ask, what do you think of what I'm wearing?" Lacie did a half courtesy in her pale lilac sheath dress. Outlining her perfectly toned, petite frame.
"You're breath-taking as always. Such a tease, if you want to tear it off so bad then what are you waiting for? I'm right here, waiting." Sarah leaned against the wall and lifted her dress slowly so the hem was resting just below her crotch. Barely hiding what was underneath "I took my underwear off before I left...Knowing I'd be alone with you after the party." The angelic blonde rolled her eyes slowly, feigning innocence as she bit her lip, practically begging Lacie to come and get her. A regular game they played since they first got involved.
"You're not wearing any underwear? Well someone is feeling naughty tonight." Lacie licked her lips, the heat in her crotch becoming unbearable.
It didn't take much to get Lacie going these days, still like a teenager in more ways than one. She seductively made her way over to Sarah, she was so perfect...like a present just waiting to be unwrapped, and she was all hers. When she was in front of her, Sarah took Lacie's hand and placed it under her dress so she could play with her tender entrance.
"I always feel naughty when it comes to you." A low moan escaped her as Lacie's skilled hands began to separate her lips and explore. Sarah leaned in to kiss her and reached around to unzip Lacie's dress, pulling it over her shoulders while her mouth traced along her collar bone. Lacie's unruly hair was covering her lithe neck. Sarah carefully brushed it back so she could nip and suck at her pale olive skin all the way down to her modest chest.
"Someone is certainly impatient, but then again I wouldn't have been able to keep my hands off you...You're really wet already? I expected better." Lacie teased, her voice all quiet and sultry, enticing the already aroused Sarah.
"Hush, you. It's my special night isn't it? I can be as impatient as I want…As for how wet I am? Well there's no one to blame except you. You're fully aware of what you're doing. That innocent little face of yours isn't fooling me." Sarah could barely get her words out in between the involuntary pathetic moans as Lacie's fingers pistoned in and out of her, ever so slowly and tactfully at first but soon increasing in pace.
The lilac dress now laid in a discarded heap on the floor. Lacie stood there completely bare except for her flimsy underwear around her waist. She never did wear bras except when it was absolutely necessary. One of the benefits of having such a small chest. The goosebumps forming on her skin from the autumn breeze that was blowing through the decrepit shed made her shiver.
"Every night is a special night for you, unless I'm really not that great..." She pouted and pulled her fingers out, licking them clean with the filthiest of looks. "Am I truly that unremarkable?" She raised an eyebrow, trying not to smile at Sarah's obvious frustration. The beautiful Elder let out a shocked groan as the waves of pleasure suddenly stopped. She was like a wild animal watching Lacie drink her juices from her fingers.
"You know I meant the party. When you put your hands inside me, your tongue...you know you're amazing, the best I've ever had in fact…You're too cute to be this cruel." Before Lacie could respond Sarah had lowered herself so that she could take one of Lacie's breasts in her mouth, using her teeth to clamp down on her hardened nipple while her tongue flicked at it mercilessly. Lacie let out a loud cry and flung her arms around the Elder's neck to support herself. The poor girl's legs had betrayed her due to the sudden surge of ecstasy. Sarah was hungry for her now, while she sucked away her hands were clawing at Lacie's underwear, ripping them down and spreading her legs so that she could massage her perfect centre.
"S-Sarah slow down!" Lacie moaned out but her words would fall on deaf ears. Once Sarah was like this it wouldn't matter what she said.
With an almost cruel grin and wicked look, She started to kiss and lick down Lacie's torso until she was on her knees, staring intently at her dripping pussy while her fingers continued to crook and pump inside her. As Lacie's walls started to constrict, she removed her hands, it was a clear sign that she was about to climax and Sarah didnt want any of her delicious nectar to go to waste. The sweetest of groans echoed throughout the shed as Sarah buried her head in between Lacie's legs and began drinking her, letting her tongue lap away at her swollen clit occasionally until she came.
"You are...the worst..." She was breathing heavily from her climax, Sarah knew exactly which buttons to press to undo her. "I think it's your turn now, I need to pick up where I left off right?"
Sarah wiped her mouth and jumped back up so she could place a sloppy kiss on Lacie's nose, all with the biggest shit eating grin on her face. "The worst? I think you mean the best. Who else can make you cum that quickly? I was practically drowning down there."
Lacie looked mortified which caused Sarah to burst out laughing and pull her in to a warm hug. After a few seconds Lacie pushed her away so she fell back on top of a wooden crate. Perfect. In the same breath the beautiful redhead was on top of her and prying her legs open so she could continue what she started. Lacie admired her before beginning, spreading Sarah's legs as far as they could comfortably go.
"I love you, you know that right?" she said before literally burying her face in her core. Lacie always did have horrible table manners but there was skill in there...somewhere.
"I-I know you-AH!...I know y-you do...oh fuck!" Her legs clamped around Lacie's head as she hit a sensitive spot. "P-please don't stop...I need you.." Sarah was begging for her, gripping onto Lacie's head with both hands and keeping her in place as she rolled her hips to grind herself into the Sentinel's eager mouth.
Lacie chuckled while she was working away, her tongue going in and out drinking up every little drop of honey that Sarah produced, a little dribbling down her chin every now and again. If she wanted to come up for air she would have to fight Sarah for the right, not that she minded. God she loved every minute of this, but she had to put her back into it, Sarah could last an insanely long time if she put her mind to it. Thankfully over the years she had figured out an almost full proof technique to counter this. At this rate it wouldn't be long until Sarah climaxed. Lacie was waiting for it eagerly as she focused all her efforts to get her reward. All of a sudden Sarah gasped and released her grip, scrambling to get off the crate. Something had clearly alarmed her quite badly as Lacie couldn't recall a time that she'd ever stopped her when she was so close.
"Lacie get up! I heard something! I'm sure I did…" Sarah jumped up and tidied her dress so she could go and check outside the door. Nothing.
"S-Sunny what's wrong? You heard something?" Lacie panicked slightly too, what if it was someone? "I-it must have been a mouse or something...or maybe a bat?"
"Yeah...maybe...yeah…I guess you're right. I didn't see anyone..." Sarah's heart started to calm down though she wasn't convinced, looking around the shed nervously before sighing and deciding she was being paranoid. She simply didn't notice or remember that there was a window at the back of the shed that was hidden from her perspective by the multitude of clutter. No one remembered this place or used it. That's why it was always their favourite place to go.
"If it makes you feel comfortable we can block the door..." Lacie was far from convinced either, anyone could be watching. But as long as the windows and doors were secured then no one happening by would see.
"I think that'll help…Sorry, baby..." Sarah gave her a small smile and started grabbing various boxes and spare equipment to create a decent barricade on the inside of the door "Much better...Now where were we?" She sat back down, in perfect view of the concealed window without her knowledge.
"Well...we left off at the best part. I hope that didn't kill your mood, Sunny." The suggestiveness in Lacie's voice was all too obvious.
"I'm a little put off. But I'm sure you can bring me back. Now come here and put that pretty little mouth back to work." Sarah beckoned her over by crooking her finger and spreading her legs, leaving nothing to the imagination.
"Anything for my elder...Ad Victoriam." The aroused lone wanderer's voice got low and husky, giving Sarah a smirk before digging right back in to her meal.
The unbridled moans and cries echoed throughout the small enclosure as they expressed their love for each other. Little did they know that Sarah's almost supernatural instinct was correct once more. This entire time they were not alone. Around the back of the shed, through the dust and various obstructions covering window stood the teenage Arthur Maxson watching the entire event unfold before his wide eyes. It was pure luck on his behalf. Not in a million years did he ever imagine stumbling upon something so private between the two. He followed because he was worried for Sarah. Lacie had fobbed him off to go find her and he wanted, no, needed to know if there was something wrong with the woman he had always been so close to. What happened next was something he could only dream of.
Anyone who knew Sarah knew that she was gay. It was also perfectly obvious that Lacie was her partner. Maxson could see the appeal. She was plain but at the same time so striking. Attractive definitely but her allure went beyond physical appearance. She had to be something special to get Sarah and it wasn't just that perfectly toned tiny body. Though he bet that certainly helped. The two girls switched it up again...this was any 14 year old boy's biggest fantasy. Despite his honour and respect for both of his superiors, he couldn't help but keep watching, unable to stop himself while he masturbated.
Lacie only glanced at the window, was that always there? The moonlight coming through the little window was slightly obscured however. She swore she could see someone staring back, it wasn't until the light shifted she knew. Someone was watching. She didn't know what to do, should she speak up and tell Sarah? But then she would spook whoever was watching, but she didn't want to continue while someone else's eyes were on them. It was a difficult predicament. Sarah was buried in her and enjoying herself. Lacie didn't want to disturb her. There they were. Now she was aware and focusing on the window she didn't know how she could miss the set of piercing blue eyes staring directly into hers.
Maxson wasn't certain, he could see she was focusing on the window and their gazes were locked. Why wasn't she stopping? Did she enjoy being watched? He had always had a crush on Sarah. As he got older, he still admired her but the desire and lust had left, this was just a one off and if he was honest he was more excited by the young red-head writhing and panting in front of him. Lacie avoided eye contact after a while of staring deeply into those intense blue eyes on the other side of the window, she didn't say a word. In a way this was exciting. "Keep on doing what you're doing, Sunny. I'm so close..."
Sarah let out a laugh which caused her hips to buck "I can tell you are, baby...I'll get you there...You seem to be extra wet tonight." She started to suck on her clit and then for the finale she inserted her fingers to really drive Lacie wild. Completely oblivious to the fact her lover was getting so intensely aroused due to being watched. Lacie held onto Sarah's head, her hands getting tangled in that beautiful golden hair of hers. The sounds she made were music to Sarah's ears, and to their mysterious observer.
It could have almost been called fate, a coincidence. Whatever you'd call it, It was a strange occurrence. As Lacie reached her climax; so did the young man who was getting off on the beautiful sight. Lacie looked up to the window after riding out the aftershocks and could tell who ever was watching had stopped. She quickly pulled her underwear up and slipped back into her dress so she could run out back, telling Sarah that she just wanted to make sure it was clear for them to leave.
Maxson had to clean himself up and as quick as possible. He was he was the only one out there with the party going on. As he made his escape he looked back for brief second. Locking eyes once more with Lacie. She knew it was him without a doubt. There was no one else around.
"Right...it's clear, I'll need to go back to my quarters to straighten myself up a bit." Lacie exclaimed.
"We've got about half hour until I'm due for my speech so please don't be long." Sarah pulled her dress down and sorted her hair while Lacie made for the door, clearly bothered.
"I'll only be 15 minutes, I'll be back in time, so wait for me outside." Lacie had left, shouting over her shoulder as the door swung behind her. Sarah didn't even have a chance to say another word.