Hel woke later that afternoon with Burke's arms still wrapped around her. He looked like a different man as he laid there sleeping peacefully. His face was calm and smooth, lips parted just slightly. His dark hair, usually meticulously combed, was disheveled and sticking up on one side. Smiling, she kissed his forehead. Dead to the world, he didn't move. Careful to not wake him, she slid out from between his arms, heavy with sleep. He gave a soft sigh and pressed his face further into the pillow. Shaking her head, she swung her legs off the bed. A new soreness she'd never felt before radiated from between her legs. Getting to her feet, she looked down to see a thin line of dried blood along her thigh.

A wide grin split across her face and she felt her cheeks flush. She glanced back again at the man that had claimed her. Lifting the sheets over him, she turned to find a rag and some water to wash herself up with. Their clothes were strewn all over the room. She spotted her underwear dangling from the top of the desk fan and giggled. She found an old bandanna and a bottle of water in her pack. Cleaning the little bit of blood from her legs, she then rummaged through her pack for something to eat and a clean pair of underwear. Stuffing a snack cake into her mouth and plucking her jumpsuit from the floor, she got dressed. Picking up Burke's clothes, she folded them neatly and placed them in a pile on the desk chair.

He shifted on the bed, rolled onto his back and rubbed a hand over his face. He blinked sleepily up at the ceiling then turned to see her watching him. A lazy smile spread across his face, "Oh good, it wasn't a dream." He stretched his arms over his head and yawned, "Are you alright, love? No regrets?"

She crossed the room to him and leaned down to kiss him, "No regrets. I'm sore, but I knew to expect that. What about you?"

"Hmm, do I regret making love to the most beautiful woman on the planet?" He pretended to consider, "I suppose not," and he pulled her down onto the bed with him, kissing her thoroughly. "You know I don't regret it, love," he whispered, "You were better than I could have ever imagined."

She snuggled against his chest and he leaned back, wrapping one arm around her and tucking the other behind his head.

"Burke?" she asked at length.

"Mmm?" He was half asleep again.

"Can we…do it again?"

He snapped his eyes open, "What, now?"

She bit her lip and nodded.

"Ah, love," he chuckled, "I'm not as young as I used to be."

She propped herself up on one elbow and he touched her cheek. She trailed a hand down the sexy path of hair he had that lead past his stomach muscles and down towards his pelvis. Reaching down between his legs, she slid her palm over his soft cock.

"Hnh," he exhaled.

Encouraged, Hel pulled the sheet down and crawled down between his legs. Gently, she took his soft member into her mouth.

"Love," he gasped, his cock twitching, waking up as she caressed it with her tongue. Despite his reluctance, his cock was certainly eager to have another go at it. It grew and hardened in her mouth and before long she had it standing at attention, her throat bottoming out on it.

She pulled off it and sat up, slowly unzipping her jumpsuit as he watched her, "Please, lover?" she slid the denim from her body, "I want you again," she let the jumpsuit fall to the floor.

He sat up and lifted her up onto his lap, keeping her away from his cock by clasping his arms under her ass. His lips came down on hers hard and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt one of his fingers slide against her pussy.

"Fuck," he groaned, "You're still wet. You're going to drain me dry, you know? I can only hope to keep up with you now."

"Seems like you're doing fine," she reached down and gripped his cock.

Groaning, he bit her shoulder and positioned her over him, "All the way this time," he said, "You think you're sore now..?"

Heat flooded down to her pussy at his words. He lowered her down and slid the tip of his cock back and forth along her slit. Gasping in unison, they found each other's mouths and locked onto each other as he slowly impaled her.

Burke fought to move slow. He could feel her dripping onto his cock. He could easily let her fall down on him and let gravity take her all the way, but he managed to ease her down inch by inch. She clenched onto his shoulders, her fingernails biting into him as she adjusted to him.

Slowly he brought her down onto him as far as they'd gone last time. He held her there, kissing along her neck and shoulder, letting her prepare for the next bit. Whimpering, she lifted and lowered herself, taking more of him in and causing both of them to moan in pleasure. Reaching down between them, he rubbed her clit gently with his thumb. Crying out, she threw her head back.

Kissing her throat he murmured, "That's it, my good girl. You're gonna take every last inch of that cock, aren't you?"

She nodded weakly as he swirled his thumb against her.

"You're gonna cum on that cock," he growled, pushing further into her hot core. Her juices were sliding down him and pooling at his balls. He was already having to fight back the pressure building inside him. Just a little further, he wanted all of him inside her.

"Burke," she moaned his name and twisted her hips. Sinking lower, she gave another soft cry.

"That's it. Good girl. You're almost there."

He felt his control slipping, she was too fucking amazing. With a sharp twitch of his hips and his hands pushing down on her hips, he shoved the last inch of his cock inside her tight hole. She screamed to the ceiling. Burke brought his hands up to her shoulders and held her tight to him. Her head slumped down to rest her forehead against his. They stayed like that as he let her rest. Her pussy clasped tight on his cock and he rocked back and forth gently.

Whimpering, she gasped, "You feel so good."

"Oh love," he gave a short laugh, "You've no idea."

She kissed him and squirmed against him. He took it as a sign and slid his hands down to her ass. Lifting her up just a little, he gave her short, gentle thrusts. She moved with him, finding a rhythm, and he slid his hand back down between them. He alternated between stroking back and forth and rubbing little circles around her clit while she rode him. Her movements became harsh and desperate and he felt her pussy tightening.

"That's it," he whispered in her ear, "Fuck that cock. Give me that cum, love."

Hel felt whole with him inside of her. His voice whispering in her ear to cum was swiftly bringing her to the edge. Gripping his shoulders, she levered herself up to ride him harder, causing him to hit that aching sweet spot inside of her.

"Gnnh," he choked, "Fuck, love."

She lost the rhythm, her legs burning as she bounced up and down on him desperately. Between his cock and his thumb, she wasn't going to last.

"Yes, that's it," he hissed, "Cum for me, little girl."

She slammed down, burying every last inch of him inside of her and screamed his name as she finished. White hot light flashed behind her eyes and she felt him roll her over onto her back, his cock still inside of her. Hammering away at her as she came, Burke chanted, "Fuck yes. Fuck yes," getting louder until he roared and buried himself inside her again, his cock hitting the deepest part of her as he came.

"Jesus fucking Christ," Burke gasped, wincing as he pulled out of her, his cock overstimulated, "Shit, love. You're so fucking good," he kissed her, "You're alright?"

"Mmm?" she nodded dumbly and he chuckled.

"Alright," he laid down next to her and pulled the covers over them, "Now let me have a rest before you expect me to perform again."

"Deal," she mumbled as he spooned up behind her.

Burke sighed. He'd never made love like this. He wouldn't have considered any of his past liaisons particularly good, most had been awful, and some had left deep scars. He hadn't expected to fall for her like this. When he first saw her it had been an infatuation, something nice to look at from time to time. Even when he'd first agreed to call off destroying Megaton, in the back of his mind he'd kept the option open of going back on his word in the inevitable event she disappointed him. Now? Now he couldn't imagine another day without her. He'd need to leave soon though. There were plans in motion already that he needed to take care of. But he had some time. He couldn't risk taking her with him immediately, but when everything was settled, he could call for her.

Kissing the back of her head, he settled down next to her, mind whirring away at how to tie up loose ends so that they could live in a better world.


Apologies for being a few days late. Who knew calendars were a thing, right? Eheheh... Seriously, I'm very sorry for making you guys wait. I'm either early or late with these updates, but I'm trying to stick with the once a month schedule.

Two spicy chapters in a row! Woohoo! Hopefully it's not too much. I've been replaying Fallout 3 and I'm still bitter at Bethesda for not making Burke a follower and for skimping on the followers...

Jericho is actually my favorite follower, Charon a close second. Who do you guys like having around in Fallout 3?