Chapter 5: Rubs Me the Right Way

I walked up the stairs and up another ramp and walked into the bar.

A man was banging on the radio and a woman was scolding him. Something was wrong with the man's skin. I couldn't get a good look so I walked up to the bar and waited. He turned around and I could see rotted skin and exposed veins. Holy shit, be polite, Eleanor. Don't stare.

"Anything I can get you?" He asked nervously.

I coughed. "Nothing really. But I'll just sit here for awhile."

He looked surprised, "Wait, you aren't going to hit me or call me a zombie? Not even berate me?"

That was a weird question to ask. "Why would I do that? You haven't done anything."

"I never thought I'd see the day when there wasn't an asshole in the bar.

"Why would someone do that? That's awful."

"You may be the only person in the world who thinks so. You lived under a rock or something?"

"Well, sort of, I'm from the vault."

"Well that's different. My name's Gob. Nice to meet you Vault Dweller."

"My name is Eleanor, not "Vault Dweller." I said irritatedly.

He flinched. "I didn't mean to offend you or anything, I was just trying to make a joke" He was bracing for a hit. It made me feel terrible that I made him think I would hurt him.

"It's okay, I overreacted. It was just a joke." I assured him.

I smiled and walked over to the man beckoning me in the corner.

"My name is Burke. Would you mind listening to a simple deed that will make it worth your while?" He said in a hushed tone.

"Depends on what it is."

"How would you like earning five hundred caps?"

I was shocked. That's so much money."What would I need to do?"

That's what I like to hear, a lovely lady like you can't possibly be from this cesspool of living garbage. What do you think about setting that bomb to go off, with you at a safe distance of course? You'd be doing everyone a favor." He said with a sick grin.

I was stunned by the offer. Why would he kill these innocent people? Denying him would probably end badly for me and he'd just get someone else to do it. I need to convince him not to go through with it.

"But this place is like a home to me, why would you want to blow me up, sir?" I placed my hand on his knee and leaned in closer to make it more convincing. "What will it take to make you change your mind, Mr. Burke." I purred.

He cleared his throat. "Well, I certainly wouldn't want to hurt you. Maybe we could work something out. We should probably go to my house to discuss," he paused to clear his throat again, "uh, business matters privately."

"That sounds like a plan to me, Mr. Burke. Lead the way." I let go and followed him out and to his house, clinging to his arm. It was getting dark out so I might be able to sleep at his house for the night.

He opened the door and turned the light on. It was dim and the house was small.

"So, what will it take to change that mind of yours?" I whispered, unzipping my jumpsuit.

"It won't be much." He said , pressing me against the wall, kissing me with an insatiable hunger. I was halfway out of my suit when I started tugging his off. He dressed in layers for some reason.

This was the first time in weeks since I've seen some action. Hopefully he's much better than Butch. I kicked my boots off and he unhooked my bra. His hands moved to my breast. At least, he knew what he was doing. He was standing in his boxers, that needed to change very soon.

He pulled back and threw me on the bed. I gasped in surprise from such a bold move. He climbed on top of me and slipped his hand in my panties. I gasped again. He kissed up and down my throat, rubbing me roughly. This was new, I didn't even know that felt good and Butch sure as shit didn't either.

I moaned as he slipped two fingers into me, rubbing away the stress of today. I wouldn't mind doing this again. He pulled out and I yanked his boxers off. He groaned as he pushed into me. He was even bigger than Butch. I grabbed his hair and yanked him to my lips. He grabbed my legs and pushed them to my sides. Holy shit this is going pretty well. My breathing became erratic and I knew I wasn't going to last long. Each thrust felt like a splash of cold water. Before I knew it, I was screaming his name and leaving scratches on his back.

"Oh god!" I screamed out. A wave of euphoria washed over me. He was still going, each thrust renewing that wave. He gave one final thrust and stilled. He let out a hot breath on my throat and pulled out.

After several moments of bliss, the reality of what just happened hit me like a brick. "Did you..."

"Wha... oh shit." He whispered. "Fuck!" he screamed and slammed his fist on the wall. "Shit, shit shit, shit, fuck! I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking." He looked over completely panicking.

"I know, but it's too late now. I'll just have to wait. I need some sleep. I've had such a long day." I rolled over and fell asleep in his arms.

What the fuck is wrong with me?