A lot of questions ran around in my mind back then. Was it wise to be honest about my true feelings towards him? Was it okay to have a relationship amidst this chaotic life we were leading? I often feared I was showing signs of a typical addicted gambler. Too many wins streaks makes you cocky, overly secure and blind to the risks of taunting lady Luck in the face. We survived many battles already. Together. Survived this fucking world together. I was scared I'd wake up one day, not expecting one of the scenarios that could lay before me. I didn't want to lose him before, but since our thoughts were shared, our heartbeats collided, the stakes got raised. Walking the wastes with him as more than a partner felt like playing with fire.

'All right kids, listen up. Pretty simple arrangement.'

'Lay it out for us.' I spoke.

'Two days ago a man strolled into my town. Name's Nathan. Tall guy, doesn't talk much. Says he has a proposal for me. He tells me he's in possession of some delicate information. I'm talking access codes to an abandoned chem lab south of Quincy.'

'How did he get his hands on the codes?' I ask.

'I was getting to that...' He replied calmly.

'See, Nathan used to hang with a group of raiders not far from here. One day, the leader of the gang decided it was a brilliant idea to sell his girlfriend in exchange for a whole compound of dried food. Obviously that didn't go well with our new friend. When he found out, they had an argument that escalated. He slit the girl's throat in front of him.'

'Jesus fuck.' I gasped.

'Yeah. Raiders.' He pulled up his shoulders. 'So anyway, he... well you might say he snapped after that little incident. Nathan killed off the whole group. Before he left the hideout, he found codes. Codes to the lab. Since he didn't care for the chems themselves, or wanted to go through the hassle of sellin' them, he came to me. Wanted to get a sweet deal out of it. Codes in exchange for caps. I get to keep everything stashed in there.'

'So? You in?' Hancock asked.

'Hold up. This guy, how do you know we can trust him?'

'You don't. That's why I'm sending you two along with him to do the job. Make sure he doesn't try anything funny.' He meant it. Looked me straight in the eyes.

'Why didn't he just give you the codes? Couldn't you have paid him already and be done with it?'

'So he can give me fake ones? No, I'm not taking any risks. I want you two to go with him, see how it plays out. I ain't paying him shit until I know they are real.'

'How many caps?' I rubbed my fingers against each other in the air.

'750.'

MacCready nodded at me.

'We're in.' I said confidently.

'Good. I knew I could count on you. We'll rendez-vous here tomorrow afternoon. Discuss details and whatnot. I'll introduce you to Nathan.'

I stood up from the sofa and walked towards the big, wooden doors.

'You. MacCready. Stay.'

'Cya, Hancock.' I waved. I knew shit was about to hit the fan. Nothing escapes the man. Let alone a missing bottle of expensive booze. I walked past the doors, parked myself against one.

'Look, I'll be honest with ya. I like you because you're a fine shot and I like your attitude. But don't ever fucking steal from me again. Understood?'

Didn't hear a sound.

I waited until MacCready passed me. 'Well?' I laughed.

'Just leave it.' He said annoyed.

On our way home, we came across my old workplace. I wanted to check it out. Like any other place, everything was covered in dust and old trinkets were strayed across the different rooms.

'Let's check out the second floor, that's where I used to work.'

I pressed the button to call the elevator.

'Going down.'

Ding.

The doors slid closed.

'Going up.'

'Error. Error. Elevator malfunction.'

'Great. Now what?' I wondered out loud, looking around for a solution.

The look we then shared said a million fucking words. Oh yeah, I've seen it before. Like a lion circling 'round an easy prey, calculating his moves. Ready to devour, feast on fresh flesh.

He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me against the cold, metal wall of the elevator. He didn't waste a single second. I loved the way he came on to me. No doubts, no hesitation. Just pure lust. He kissed my neck, hot and wet. His hands immediately found their way under my linen shirt.

'In a hurry?' I giggled, trying to get a good look at his face. He didn't let me.

'I want you. Now.' He spoke, his lips brushing against my neck.

Hearing him say these four words made me dizzy. Time for joking was over. I took off my jacket on a whim, let it fall on the ground at my feet. I embraced him, kissed him deeply. My skin burned of the sensation of his hand sliding down across my body. While he kept kissing my neck, he opened my belt. Didn't need my assistance this time. Fast learner. His hand found a way inside my jeans. Inside my pants. I bucked my hips forward a little to allow him some wiggle room. My breath hitched, swallowed hard.

My hips followed the movement of his fingers, starting off slow. He knew exactly what he was doing. I stood there, my breathing uneven, my chest going up and down wildly.

'Like it?' He whispered.

'Please...' I moaned, blinking my eyes rapidly.

I begged, but he didn't listen. I didn't want him to stop, but to have mercy. He didn't have none. Focusing all of his attention on my clit, he kept going. His movements drove me into a high. At first I felt a bit uncomfortable by the way he looked at me. But then I saw how it excited him. He was completely mesmerized seeing my enjoyment by his own hand. He pulled my jeans down a little more.

He ripped apart my shirt with his free hand, cupped my breast and brushed his thumb over my nipple. A shiver ran down my spine. I was so aroused I couldn't focus. So many stimulations, appearing out of nowhere. I wanted to scream from the top of my lungs, but I couldn't. Couldn't control my breathing anymore. It was loud, gasping for air. He sucked on my nipple, the movement of his fingers increasing rapidly. I was so wet. His fingers slipped around down there, pleasuring me. Tickling, stroking. I wanted to jump on him, wrap my legs around him, but I could only stand there, accept his special treatment, surrender to his unforgiving touch. The muscles in my legs were so tense, I longed for a relief. My hips banged against him, against his hand. I placed my hand on his, following the same rapid movements. When I saw him look down, I climaxed He notices and slides his hand over my slit. I shiver, right legs shudders out of control. Couldn't handle his touch, not so soon after I came. He studies me, takes pleasure in my flustered face.

Drunk by my orgasm, I straighten myself up. My footing is unsteady, my legs shiver. I pull up my jeans, don't bother closing it. There's a muscle in my thigh that hurts, but I ignore it. With a single finger, shaking, I pointed on his chest. I took a step forward, he took one back.

Overwhelmed by what just happened, I decided it was his turn.

'Stay still.' I commanded him.

I kiss him on the lips and disappear from his sight. I lower myself in front of him, sat down on my knees. I felt very nervous but I didn't show, or at least I hoped I didn't show. When I looked up, I saw that his eyes were closed. He frowned, bit his lip. I listened to him breathe out intensely, ruggedly through his nose. I slide my hands across his jeans and I saw the results of our short, steamy time spent locked up in here. After I unbuckled his belt, his jeans dropped to his ankles. I reached for him. His rigid, erect cock was exposed to me. I took it in my hand, let my other hand drift over his hip. Fueled by his satisfied grunt, I let my tongue slide over his shaft. Slowly. I wet my lips, slide them over the tip. My tongue swirled around, eagerly teasing him. My grip was firm, tugging with a slow pace. Never disliked blowjobs. I reveled in the pleasure I gave him. I was in charge. Didn't mind when he placed his hand on the back of my head, directing me to go faster. I took him in deeper, pleasuring him with my tongue while I listened to him moan.

He grabs my arms and pulls me up. 'I can't take it anymore.' He grunts. I know what's about to come. I take off my jeans, shoved it away with my foot in a corner. It all happened so fast.

With one swift move, he put his hands under my bottom and lifted me up, moved his hands under my knees. My back banged against the wall. By the look on his face, I saw he didn't intended to be so rough.

'I'm fine.' I said in a hurry, out of breath. I didn't care. All I wanted was to feel him inside me.

I clenched my arms around his neck, dug my nails in his shoulders.

He entered me harshly, almost violently. I loved it. So much energy. So much passion. I didn't care about the sounds I made anymore. Neither did he.

'Oh god.' I screamed. My back pressed against the wall, my knees up against his sides. I placed my hands on his bottom, pushing him deeper inside me each time he trusted. I looked down and saw him enter me, again and again. Couldn't look away, my eyes were glued to it. So hot. My breasts wiggled around against my ripped shirt. We shared a look. If looks could kill, that might've been the one. We were both sweating, gasping for air, our bodies desperately trying to collide deeper into each other.

I threw my hands up in the air, carelessly, letting myself get lost by his thrusts. He held me tight, and I watched how his upper arms were trembling carrying me. But he didn't give in. I placed my hands on the railing behind me to relieve him from some of my weight. I looked up and held my body still, focus on how he made my whole body shake by his movements.

'Faster.' I moan in his ear.

'Error. Error. Elevator malfunction.'

'Oh shit...' he muttered out of breath, as he sped up his rhythm. He leant his forehead on my shoulder, pressing it hard against my skin. He made a fist right next to my head, slammed it against the metal. Few seconds later I felt him climax inside me.

'Error resolved. Elevator functions... normal.'

Ding.

We broke out in laughter, bowed our heads against each other. But we quickly returned to our worn out state.

'Well, that was fun.' He grinned at me, taking a step away from me. He pulled up his jeans. My feet touched the ground again. Quickly I grabbed my jeans, jumped right in it.

'All I know is I'll never be able to look at an elevator the same way. Dear lord.' I zipped up my pants. 'Oh and thanks for ruining my shirt.' I playfully sneered at him.

'Come here.' He reached out to my hand, took it in his. 'I'm sorry, we'll get you a new one. Blame it on the heat of the moment.'

I softly slapped his face and smiled at him. 'Idiot.'

'I love you too.'

I needed a few seconds to let his sentence sink in. He had shown me before, but I never heard him say it out loud. My mind was searching for words, for a witty reply, a meaningful answer. Nothing. I drew a total blank.

I leant forward and kissed him, long on the lips.

'Let's get out of here.' I said.

He put his arm around my shoulders and we walked out of my former workplace.