I've been enjoying playing New Vegas again lately and well, Vulpes always catches my eye. Heh. I figured he and my Courier, Aster, would make an interesting pair...

Somewhat explicit sexual content, slight dubcon at the beginning. Please let me know if you spot any editing errors; it was a slight struggle to get this copied from my files.

"Shit."

The courier scowled as she watched the roulette wheel slowly spin to a halt, the little ball wedged into a red square. She tucked a strand of auburn hair behind her ear and scooted her chair back. She sighed as she stood, scooping her remaining chips up and into her bag.

She strolled through the Tops, contemplating her evening plans. She could try another casino, maybe her luck would be different…

Her stomach growled, reminding her that her last meal was a good six hours ago. Maybe a visit to the Gourmand? They usually made a good brahmin steak for her. When they weren't trying to recruit her into sharing their 'unique' menu, that is...

She approached the front desk, giving Swank a small smile.

"Hey, Swank, can I get my usual dinner order up to my room? I'm starving."

"Of course, doll," he grinned, "It'll be about thirty minutes."

The courier nodded and headed for the door. She stepped outside, the cool night air dancing along her skin. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath before she looked up at the sky.

"Hard to see the stars from the Strip."

The courier spun around to find herself face-to-face with the source of the voice. Piercing blue eyes stared down at her, warm breath ghosting over her face.

"Vu-Fox!" Aster caught herself before lowering her voice. "What are you doing here?"

"I visit the Strip," he shrugged, "You know this."

"I meant right here, lurking behind me."

Vulpes chuckled, a deep throaty sound that sent a shiver up the redhead's spine. His eyes darkened slightly as his gaze darted over her. Goddamn those eyes…

"Some people come to the Strip for the view," Vulpes shrugged again, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Aster frowned. Vulpes was in one of his cryptic moods, it would seem. He wouldn't get the best of her tonight; she would simply refuse to play his game. She gave him a dismissive shrug and turned back around. Hands landed on her hips, hot breath against her neck.

Shit.

Vulpes' grip on her hips tightened as his lips found a sensitive spot on her neck. The redhead swallowed, earning another low chuckle from Vulpes. He tilted his head to nip at her earlobe before murmuring in her ear.

"Any plans for tonight?"

Fuck…

"Does it even matter if I do?" Aster groaned as Vulpes pressed himself against her.

"Not really, no," he said matter-of-factly.

Summoning all her willpower, Aster pulled away and turned around. Vulpes stared down at her, a predatory gleam in his eye.

"I'm having dinner delivered to my room, then I planned on catching a show at the Aces," she said, trying to keep her tone firm, "You're welcome to join."

"Dinner and a show," Vulpes pondered for a moment before continuing, "And of course, dessert."

"Is that so?"

"Oh, Aster…" Goddammit, why did he have to say her name like that? "It most certainly is so."

Resigned to her fate, Aster walked back into the Tops, Vulpes' arm draped possessively around her waist.

"Hey, Swank, make it dinner for two."

"Sure thing, baby," he winked.

Vulpes frowned ever so slightly and redhead chuckled to herself. Was he really jealous of Swank?

The elevator doors were barely shut when Vulpes pressed Aster against the wall. He stared down at her for a moment before pressing his lips to hers, silencing any attempt at protest. He nipped at her bottom lip, using her gasp as an opportunity to dart his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues battled, muffling the soft moans the redhead could no longer hold back.

The courier trembled as Vulpes' hand tangled in her hair, tugging her head back to give him full access to the skin of her neck. He latched onto a sensitive spot, biting down before soothing the skin with a flick of his tongue. That's gonna leave a mark...

"Vulpes…" Aster whimpered.

"I've missed you, amica mea…"

His free hand slid around her hip to grip her ass, pulling her flush against him. The fabric of his suit did nothing to hide his arousal, now pressed against her. She rocked her hips against him, heat pulsing through her core as he growled against her neck.

*ding*

The elevator doors slid open and they stumbled out. Aster pushed the suit jacket off Vulpes' shoulders and to the floor, stepping over it as they continued into the Presidential Suite. She quickly shed her own jacket, tossing it away.

A low rumble echoed through the room and Vulpes pulled away, confusion on his face. He scowled slightly as he looked Aster in the eye.

"When did you eat last?"

"Ahh...about that…"

The redhead looked down. Vulpes caught her chin and brought her gaze back up to meet his.

"When?"

"Lunch, I think."

Vulpes sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He shook his head slightly before looking at her, his expression softer.

"After you've properly eaten, we can continue," he chuckled, "you'll need your strength…"

"I've grown bored," Vulpes said, his lips pressed against Aster's ear, "I'm ready for dessert…"

The courier shivered as she felt his hand land on her thigh. She glanced at the stage where The Drifter strummed a slow, soulful tune. She smiled slightly as she remembered their meeting. She still kept the Magnum on her when she ventured out of the Tops. One of the best guns she'd ever owned…

A squeeze on her thigh brought her back to reality. She glanced over at Vulpes, heat pooling in her core as she met his dark gaze. She wondered if she'd even be able to walk in the morning.

"Let's go then," the redhead bit her lip.

The pair walked out of Aces and once they reached the elevator, Aster felt a tinge of deja vu as she was pressed against the wall. Vulpes attacked the soft skin of her neck, soothing bites with his tongue as the courier squirmed beneath him. He caged her in with his arms as he ground his hips against her, her soft whimpers and wanton moans like music to his ears.

Once safely inside the suite, Vulpes wasted no time. Clothes were tossed aside and Aster found herself sprawled on the bed, Vulpes hovering above her. He leaned down, pressing a soft trail of kisses down her throat. The courier moaned softly, her hands finding purchase in his hair and tugging lightly.

"Patience, amica mea…" Vulpes growled against her skin.

He continued his torturously slow path downward, passing her collarbone and pausing at her cleavage. He slowly tilted his head to swirl his tongue around her perking nipple, occasionally raking his teeth over the bud. A free hand cupped her other breast, his fingers mimicking the actions of his mouth. Aster's moans grew louder as her back arched into his touch.

Vulpes felt a combination of lust and pride swelling inside his chest as the redhead writhed beneath him. His touch controlled her, could easily render her into a screaming, moaning mess. Oh, she'd be a mess when he was done. That was certain. But he was going to take his sweet time…

He positioned his shoulders between her legs, glancing up at her. Her breath hitched as he slowly dragged a long, slender finger along her entrance. Her hips bucked against his hand and he smirked.

"What did I say about patience?"

Aster let her head fall back against the pillow with a a groan. Damn him. Damn him to hell.

She gasped as he slid a finger inside her, curling it against her walls. He paused before adding a second, pumping them in and out. She was absolutely soaked. All for him..

Aster cursed as he added a third finger.

He watched the apex of her thighs as he sped his thrusts, his fingers stretching her as they curled inside her. His thumb pressed against her clit and she ground her hips involuntarily against his touch.

The courier felt a coil tightening inside her, nerves tingling as her orgasm grew close. Her legs trembled as she began to moan louder, waiting to feel the pleasure washing over her. She felt herself about to tip over the edge. Suddenly, the thrusts stopped.

"I don't recall giving you permission to finish."

"Vulpes…" Aster whined, trying to move her hips and create friction.

"Yes?" He quirked an eyebrow.

"Please…"

Vulpes thought for a moment before giving her a devilish grin as he began thrusting again, his fingers stroking her walls. His thumb ran circles over her clit, sending her over the edge. She clenched around him as she cried out.

"Fuck, Inculta…"

She was still coming down from her high when he ducked his head down, running his tongue along her dripping entrance. She gasped and jerked her hips, trying to pull away from the sudden stimulation. He pressed his arms across her thighs and pinned her wrists to the bed, keeping her in place.

Another reminder that she was his.

Vulpes growled as his tongue delved into her, her juices covering his lips. He loved her taste, made sweeter by the fact that it was for him. He flicked his tongue against her sensitive clit, sending shocks through her as a second orgasm crashed over her. She came hard, her body shaking as profanities spilled out of her lips.

He pulled back to rest on his knees. He looked at the courier and felt his erection throbbing with desire.

Aster's face was flushed, the sheen of sweat covering her flesh. Her hair was mussed from her squirming and her green eyes were dark as she stared up at him. She was a mess. And he hadn't even fucked her yet…

Suddenly, his lips were on hers as he covered her body with his. His tongue darted into her mouth and she moaned as she tasted herself on him. He pulled back just long enough to line himself up with her entrance and thrust into her. He couldn't hold back a moan of his own as he felt himself surrounded by her heat. He bottomed out, pausing just for a moment before he began thrusting.

Aster gripped his shoulders as he pounded into her, sliding out to his tip before slamming back in. Her nails raked down his back, urging him on as he sped up his pace. Stars danced before her eyes as she felt herself going over the edge again. She cried out as he pulled out and flipped her over, slapping her ass before gripping her hip with bruising force.

Vulpes thrust into her again, his free hand gripping her hair to pull her head back. The sounds of skin slapping against skin mixed in with the moans and low grunts to fill the room.

"Tell me, Aster," Vulpes growled, "Who do you belong to?"

"You," she moaned in reply.

"Again."

"You, Vulpes. I belong to you!"

The desperation in her voice sent Vulpes over the edge. He groaned as he thrust deep into her, filling her with his seed. His thrusts slowed as he came down. Pulling out of her, he rolled to lay on the bed, the redhead falling to join him. They laid in near silence, chests heaving as they caught their breath.

"I rather like dessert," Aster broke the silence, earning a chuckle from Vulpes before he replied.

"Not a bad first round…"

Thanks for reading. Complements and constructive criticism are both welcome! Stick around, I have more things planned for these two. Hehe.