Author's Note: Yes, I'm back! Hallelujah! I can't wait to see how you die hard fans will react to this! Oh, and I'm using my phone for this so I apologize if the format leaves something to be desired.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in Fallout or the Elvis songs that I put as each chapter title. You get it.

Chapter 1: Come What May

It had been a week since finding Raven in Benny's suite, and The King was beside himself. He felt...happy. For the first time in a really long time, he felt incandescently happy. He was a man of coolness and suave composure, always feeling like he couldn't be anything other than, well, a good King. And even in the sorry state that New Vegas was in, The King couldn't seem to help himself. He felt like he could relax, because not only was his new "lady" one hell of a fighter, but she was also an incredible diplomat. And she still had surprises. The dark haired King smiled when he noticed his lady love walk through his bedroom door. Leaning against the pool table, his head tilted to one side, his arms crossed over his chest, The King smirked at her. "Hey there, darlin'."

Raven smiled and strolled to him, wrapping her arms around him and placing her lips on his. They stayed that way for a few moments before the Courier pulled back with a seductive grin. "Darlin', huh? I didn't know we were at the 'pet names' stage yet."

The King chuckled as he held her. "Oh, what's wrong? You don't like that one?"

Raven stroked his cheek. "Actually, I do. It feels...natural. Just don't call me sugar tits or anything like that."

He kissed her gently on her neck, then on her ear lobe. "Not even in the privacy of the bedroom?" he asked. The King's hands went down to her hips, grasping the tight leather armor that hugged Raven's body in what he thought was the most perfect of ways. "Even though every inch of you tastes like sugar?"

Raven shuddered in his hands. "Mmmm, now you're just trying to butter me up."

The King's fingers trailed down, his hand caressing her groin. Raven took in a sharp breath as his other hand rested on her lower back. "Yes, I am. I haven't seen you in a few days." He swiftly turned her body to press against the pool table and hoisted her up on it. "I've been aching for you," he said with a smirk.

The woman smiled, grabbed the back of his head, and kissed him hard. The King kissed back with equal passion, tasting her sweet mouth. Soon they both started to breathe heavily and sweat started to seep from their skins. The King hastily removed his jacket and Raven began unbuttoning his shirt. His hands grasped her leather buckles and started undoing them. A sudden knock at his door stopped them both.

"Mr. King?" a voice from beyond the door asked. "Mr. King, there's a-" the door opened. The King turned his head and saw it was one of his newer recruits, still green and no older than 17 with straw blonde hair and a lanky form that barely fit his gang's signature uniform. The boy's jaw dropped. "Oh, shit. I'm sorry, Mr. King. I didn't know you-"

The King held up a hand. "No, it's alright, kid." The King turned back to his lover, who was flushed and slightly pouty from the interruption. He frowned. "What's going on?"

The boy regained his composure, although his cheeks were bright red. "Sorry, but there's some guys downstairs needing to talk to you. They said it's real urgent, sir."

The King started buttoning his shirt while Raven got to work on her buckles. "Alright, kid. I'll be down in a moment." The King waved him off, and the boy shut the door, seemingly anxious to leave the awkward situation. Raven chuckled, and the King smirked. "I really need to get a lock for that door."

"Aww," said Raven as she helped him out his jacket back on. "Poor kid looked frightened, though."

"He's new," replied The King.

"Well, maybe you should swing by my place later so we won't be..." she started tucking his hair behind his ears, trying to fix his disheveled mop of black hair, "...bothered. But still, I suppose I better go do some shit to keep me busy." Raven hopped off the pool table and kissed The King's cheek. "You can wait a little longer for your 'sugar fix', right?"

"Ha!" he laughed and kissed her gently. "Can you?"

"Sure can, lover," she replied. "I'll make it worth the wait. Come to my place later. I'll have a surprise or two for you."

Endnote: Yes, I know, such a short chapter. But still, it's something. It's 6 am right now and I need sleep. Been up most of the night trying to get this one how I like it.