Note: Trigger warning on this one: Dreams of non-consenting intimacy.
Chapter Two: Even good people do crazy things in dreams.
As she follows Nick down the road, Nora's her mind wanders back to the dream she had a few nights ago. Since then, she has been seeing her traveling companion in a whole new light. Oh, she knew that this Nick was not the same as the dream Nick, but she wondered if he was as good with his mouth. She suddenly slams into something that felt like a steel wall and falls back, landing on her ass. Said steel wall was the same Nick Valentine she was fantasizing about, again. He looked worried as he reaches down to help her up. "You alright?"
Embarrassed, Nora shakes her head and takes his hand. "Sorry about that. I'm ok, just got a little lost in thought. I won't let it happen again."
"You said that when you nearly walked over that cliff, "Nick growled and then looked round, "Say, we're not far from Grey Garden. The bots there can put us up for bit so you can get some rest. What do you say?"
"Nick, I'm okay there's no need…"
"As your partner I must insist. I don't want anything to happen because of you being 'lost in through'. A good rest might just help you find your way out of those thoughts."
"Nick…"
"Don't make me carry you cause I will. I'm stronger than I look, being a synth after all."
That night, Nora found herself resting on one of bunks set up at Grey Garden for traveling merchants that occasionally stop by to purchase their produce. Nick was outside, leaning with his back to the door to ensure she had no choice but to stay in the small room. Nora had to admit, the mattress felt much more comfortable than she expected. And it has been a long..yawn...day….
(Stereotypical villain's lair in an old factory)
The Institute, destroyed. The Brotherhood airship, blown out of the sky. The Railroad believed to be wiped out. And last but not least, the Castle has just fallen, and the Minutemen scattered to the four winds. Their General, Nora Wyatts, with her arms tied behind her was firmly led towards the new ruler of the Commonwealth. The synth she once thought as her best friend, Nick Valentine. He sat on a throne-like structure, with a kneeling assaultron on either side. Gone was the trench coat and fedora, instead he now wore a clean black with red trim uniform like outfit. He smirks as the so-called General is brought before him. He leans forward, a hand on one of his knees as the protectrons that were holding her forced her to her knees between them.
"My how the mighty have fallen, "Nick drawls and then throws up a hand as he orders, "Leave." All the robots in the room make their way to the exit, the door slamming with loud click behind the last of them. "Seems like I finally got you where you belong: on your knees, "Nick walks towards her, his glossy black boots clicking on the concrete floor. He squats down so that he can look her in the face, "Tell me, Nora, how does it feel to know you'll be serving a machine rather than the machine serving you for a change."
Nora glared at her former friend and snarled, "I will never serve the likes of you, traitor."
Nick chuckles as he stands up. He licks his lips just before saying, "You always did have a mouth on you. Let's see if we can find a better use for it." He then unzips his pants and pulls out a long plastic looking dick.
Nora's eyes widen seeing what Nick had added to himself and then sneers, "Hating humans so much, yet you try so hard to become just like us. Pathetic."
Nick sighs as if slightly disappointed he then takes hold of her face and easily forced open her mouth, before sliding the phallus in. "I suggest you try to get me off before you choke. And don't bother with trying to bite, mine is much tougher than any human dick and you'll just end up hurting yourself." Then holding both sides of her head, he slides in a little further nearly blocking her airway. Finally getting the hint, she starts moving her tongue and puts in some suction action. Feeling her compliance, he loosens his grip slightly. She uses this to start bobbing her head. "Oh yes, "he growls and looks up, "You are an expert. I wonder, how many men you sucked off to get this good."
He starts to thrust his hips a little, threatening her airway once more. Nora then frantically sucks harder and bobs her head in time of his thrusts. She automatically tries to wrap a hand around his base to help stimulate him, but her arms were still tied. So, she takes a risks and bites down just a little. Nick's eyes flare bright red as his calls out. Nora panics when he freezes up through his fluid-less release as her airway was complete blocked. When he finally pulls out, Nora falls helplessly to the floor, gasping for air.
Nick looks down at her and mumbles to himself, "I must remember to be more careful; I rather not break my toy too soon." He then reaches down and pulls her up to her feet. Without a word he drags her over to an empty work bench. He slams her down onto the table, arms still tied behind her back, causing her back to arch as her legs are left hanging. "Nick please, "Nora begs, "This isn't you."
"Isn't it? I'm exactly what you wanted me to be, "he rips off her pants, "You want me to dominate you, to control you, "he then forces her legs apart, lines up and slams into her with full force all the way in, "And to fuck you!"
Nora cries out, but not in pain or anger but with surprise at how good that felt. Nick slide back until only is tip remains in her and slams into her again. "Like that don't you? Well..Doll, just lay there and enjoy this long, hard ride." He then starts thrusting into her over and over again with a bruising force, shaking the bolted down table slightly and nearly crushing her arms that were stilled tied behind her. Despite the pain and discomfort, Nora enjoys every thrust he gives her and calls out for more even after she's cums the first and second time. The being called Valentine rams into her over and over relentlessly, like the machine that he is.
The table suddenly shakes much harder than before and she hears a worried sounding Nick Valentine calling out. Making her think that just maybe, Nick was starting to come back to his senses.
(In the waking world)
She wakes up shaking, Nicks good hand on her back. He asks, "What's wrong? You were screaming in your sl...ump!" Nicks eyes widen as the lightly dress Nora basically jumps him and proceeds to kiss him full on, arms wrapping tightly around his shoulders. It wasn't until she actually starts to pull him onto the bed that he pushes her away. It was being pushed that finally brings her to her senses and she notices what she was doing. She covers her face with both hands, what skin that could be seen turns beet read, as she stammers, "I am so sorry Nick! I didn't want...well meant...I dunno what to say! Sorry!"
"Not a problem, "Nick telling what he considers a necessary white lie, "Why don't you calm down and we can then talk about this later. Much, much later."