Chapter 4

Burke had never been so happy to wake up. Shaving and dressing in record time, he laughed at himself, "Easy, old man." He didn't feel old, or worn out. The memory of Hel's sweet lips and the noises she made when he left marks all over her last night made him feel twenty years younger. Maybe she was still playing him, making sure her precious backwater dump remained safe. He didn't much care, as long as he could get his hands on her again.

Moriarty's was mostly empty when he walked in. Gob and Nova were talking behind the bar and Nova gave a knowing smile when she saw him. Ignoring them, Burke went upstairs to Hel's room. Just as he topped the stairs, she came out, unfortunately dressed in her typical Wasteland gear, a denim jumpsuit.

The surprised smile she beamed at him more than made up for it.

"Good morning," she stepped towards him shyly.

"It is," he grinned and slid a hand up her neck, tilting her head to bring her lips to his. He kissed her softly, reveling in the way she sighed into his mouth.

Pulling back, he tilted her chin sideways to admire last nights handiwork. "You left them?"

"Didn't want to waste the stimpak," she said, avoiding his eyes.

He chuckled, "Ah, yes, frugal as well as beautiful. Have you eaten?"

"No, but I don't want noodles for breakfast either."

"Give a man some credit, love. Come on," he offered his arm, "My treat."

She tucked her arm in his, "Oh, that reminds me, thank you for paying last night even though I was terrible."

"I seem to remember you being wonderful last night," he gave a wolfish grin.

"Before that," she blushed.

"You're welcome, dear," he chuckled, "When you're with me, you won't have to spend a single cap. You'll want for nothing."

"Alright, moneybags," she teased.

"Being a yes-man has some perks," he shrugged.

He lead her out into the morning light. Someday he'd have to show her the sunrise from Tenpenny Tower. First, he'd have to find a way to smooth things over with Tenpenny. He'd convinced the old man blowing up Megaton was his own idea, now he had to convince Tenpenny to change his mind without letting him realize he was becoming Burke's puppet. Pushing the dilemma from his mind, he focused on the way the sunlight hit Hel's hair.

She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, "I'll never get used to the smell of outside."

"What, sewage, rot, dust?"

She cracked an eye open, "Anything's better than the chemical smell of recycled air."

"I doubt that."

"Where're you from, Burke?" She turned to him, "Was it better than the Wastes?"

He swallowed the bile that rose in his throat and shook his head, "I don't talk about that place," he said with a finality that made her blink.

"I-I'm sorry," she kissed his shoulder, "Forget I asked. Come on, let's get breakfast."

Grateful to her for not prying, he squeezed her hand against his arm, "I have our breakfast. I wanted to take you somewhere more private to eat."

"Your place?"

"Hardly. Come on," he tugged her up the ramp and they walked around to the other side of town. A little table sat outside the abandoned house at the far end. Pulling a chair out, Burke lowered her into it. Producing a little package out of the interior pocket of his suit, he set it and a thermos on the table. Sitting across from her, he opened the package to reveal two sweetrolls, "Voilà."

Hel gasped and sat frozen in her chair.

"Love?" This wasn't the reaction he'd expected, "Helen, are you alright?"

She lifted tear-filled eyes up to him, her bottom lip trembling, "I-" her voice choked and she swallowed hard, "Where did you get these?"

He glanced down. They were just sweetrolls. Confused, he said, "I bought them. Why? What's wrong?"

She shook her head and smiled as she wiped at her eyes, "Nothing. Nothing at all. I just…" she reached out and picked one up, "I haven't seen a sweetroll in forever."

He'd get her sweetrolls whenever she wanted if they meant this much to her. He watched her close her eyes in bliss as she took a bite. Burke was beginning to realize there was very little he wasn't willing to do for her.

…

Hel savored the sweet treat, cupping her other hand under it to catch any crumbs. Burke surprised her again when he popped open the thermos.

"Coffee?"

"You have coffee?!"

He chuckled, "Yes. The real thing too, not that spliced slop that passes for it round here."

Hel took a sip and sighed, "It's delicious," she raised an eyebrow at him, "You're going to spoil me."

"I should hope so," he took the thermos and sipped as he watched her lick every last morsel of the sweetroll from her fingers, "Have mine," he scooted the box across to her.

"Really?"

"Yes. I've had my share of sweetrolls in my time. Go on," he waved.

"Thank you," she ate the second one just as slowly. A bit of icing dripped onto her chin and before she could wipe at it, Burke leaned forward and scooped it up with one finger. Holding it up to her lips, he waited. Slowly, she parted her lips and took the tip of his finger into her mouth. The heated look in his eyes as he watched her emboldened her and she swirled her tongue around as she sucked the icing off his finger. Burke sat back slowly, his eyes never leaving her mouth. Blushing, she finished the sweetroll.

More people were awake in Megaton now and she glanced down at the pedestrians moving about the town, "I haven't had a sweetroll in nine years. I had to scarf it down before the resident bully could take it from me," she smiled at the memory of Butch's face when he realized he wasn't getting any, "I didn't exactly have time to enjoy it."

"Is this bully of yours still in the Vault?"

She rolled her eyes to him and laughed, "That bully of mine is the boy you saw me with."

Burke barked out a laugh and shook his head, "You have an odd taste in men, my dear."

She roved her eyes over him and grinned, "Yes, I do."

He returned her grin and passed the thermos to her, "Lucky for me he didn't know what he had."

"Lucky for both of us," absentmindedly she brushed a hand against the telltale bruises on her neck, "I don't think Butch would have been as…experienced as you."

Burke laughed, "You make me sound like a man whore."

"No, just a man that knows what he wants instead of a silly boy."

Giving her an unreadable look, he cleared up the table, stowing away the trash instead of tossing it to the wind like she'd seen so many others do. Reaching across the table, Burke curled his hand around hers, "Come on, let's get out of here." He got to his feet and tugged her up after him. This time he intertwined his fingers with hers instead of offering his arm. She liked this much better.

Her heart dropped when he lead her back to Moriarty's. She was hoping they'd spend more time together, maybe even 'practice' some more. She opened the door to her room and turned to say goodbye when he nudged her inside. Following and shutting the door, he removed his hat and tossed it on the nearby table.

"What're y-" he pulled her to him and devoured her mouth with his. Moaning into him, she clung to his suit front as his tongue slid deep into her. Without releasing her mouth, he brought his hands up between them to unbutton his suit jacket. Sliding it off, he tossed it behind him blindly, his teeth biting down gently on her bottom lip. Arms around her again, he lifted her up and held her against him.

He pulled away, "Fuck, you're irresistible. Do you have any idea what you do to me?"

Breathing heavily, Hel smiled and half gasped, "Same as what you do to me," she bit her lip as she looked down at his, "You have no idea how long I've waited for someone like you, Burke."

With a groan he slammed his mouth against hers again. He carried her further into the room and turned to sit on the bed, sitting her on his lap and still keeping their lips locked together. Hel wrapped her arms around his neck and felt his hands come between them again, this time to unzip the front of her jumpsuit. His hands slid inside and tugged her t-shirt up so he could cup her breasts. Gasping, she broke the kiss and looked down into his heated gaze.

"Are you alright?" he asked gently, "I can stop if you want."

She knew he would. He didn't want to, but he'd do anything she said, even if she asked him to leave. Instead, she pulled back and slid her arms out of the jumpsuit, pushing it down around her hips. Taking the bottom of her t-shirt in her hands, she pulled it up and over her head, tossing it behind her and sliding her arms around his neck again.

Burke swallowed and kissed her gently, trailing kisses down her neck to her collarbone then with a deep sigh, he nestled his face between her breasts.

Stroking the back of his head and neck, Hel took in a sharp breath as he grazed his thumbs over her nipples. Electricity shot through her body and she instinctively rubbed her lower half against his.

"Easy," he hissed, gripping her hips, "Fuck, love, you're going to drive me mad. Have you ever done this before?"

She looked at him quizzically, "What do you think? If you're my first kiss, don't you think you'd be my first everything?"

For a moment a dark and dangerous look passed over his face, "That's not always how it works for everyone," then he caressed her cheek, "You sure you're ready to jump to this? First kiss to first fuck in one day?"

If the Wastes had taught her anything it was that you couldn't count on tomorrow. She wanted him now, what would waiting do?

"Do you want me?" she asked quietly.

He scoffed, "Are you fucking kidding me? Of course I want you, look at you."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

…

Burke didn't need a second invitation, but he had to reign himself in. The animal side of him wanted to tumble into bed with her and fuck her brains out. The gentleman side of him… Honestly it was a step behind his other half, but there was enough control left to remind himself to make this worthwhile. He wanted her first time to be memorable, and not for the reasons his had been.

"Alright, love," he kissed her gently, "You don't have to twist my arm. But…if we're going to do this, we're going to do it right."

She nodded, completely unaware of how much of himself he was going to have to hold back. There was time later to air out his darker desires. This time, it was about her. He'd never had to worry about this before. The women he'd had before had had more than enough experience. And you were never in love before. He ignored the thought, or at least told himself he did.

He kissed her again, slowly. His left hand rose up to cup her breast again while his right slid around to the small of her back. Lightly, with just his fingertips, he traced her spine up to her shoulder blades, then back down. He deepened the kiss, his left hand squeezing against her breast, the nipple hard in his palm. Pushing against the small of her back, his right hand melded their bottom halves together. He slid his hand further down into her jumpsuit and she moaned as he helped himself to a handful of her ass.

He felt her hands tentatively slide across his shoulders to his chest, then felt her plucking at his shirt buttons. One by one, she worked them loose. Burke moved his hand from her ass up to his tie and loosened it. He broke the kiss long enough to pull it up and over his head, then he licked the little space where her sternum and collarbone met. Finding a new spot on her neck he hadn't marked yet, he set to work.

Gasping, she clung to him, one hand against the back of his head as though she were holding him in place. He slid both of his hands into her jumpsuit, gripping her ass and pulling her in as close as he could. Her breasts were crushed against his chest and he moaned as she grazed her fingernails up his back.

Pulling back from the new bruise his lips and teeth had left on her neck, Burke bent to her breasts.

"Mmmm," she moaned weakly as his mouth took in her right nipple, "Fuck."

Sucking on her, Burke rolled his tongue around and flicked it against her raised nipple. She hissed and her legs clenched against his thighs. His cock was already hard and ready, but he knew he'd have to keep it locked up a bit longer. Hel's lips fell to his neck and he felt her teeth graze experimentally.

"Stand up," he ordered.

She slid from his lap and looked up at him expectantly as he stood. He shrugged out of his suspenders and tossed his dress shirt in the general vicinity of his suit jacket. She kicked her boots off without him having to say anything.

"Come here," he held his hand out to her and when she gave it, he tugged her forward to press her palm against his cock. Straining to get out of his slacks, it responded to her touch and he groaned.

Biting her lip, she looked down and squeezed against him gently, "Can I see it?" She whispered, cheeks red.

He chuckled darkly, "Soon, dear. Patience," he knew if he went that far, everything would escalate much too quickly.

Pouting, she didn't argue when he turned her so they swapped places, her back to the bed now, "Up," he nodded.

She sat on the edge of the bed.

"Scoot back, lie down."

She did, watching him eagerly.

"You're perfect, you know?" he asked, taking in her milky, smooth skin. A few scars crisscrossed her arms, but they were faint. Her body was taut with lean muscle and he had the feeling she was probably as strong if not stronger than him. Yet she did everything he asked. He wondered for a moment how far he could push that. Save it, she's relying on you to get her through this.

He reached for the edge of her jumpsuit and wriggled it down off her hips. She obliged in lifting her ass in the air and he pulled it down her long legs. The jumpsuit joined his clothes on the floor.

Shy, she tucked her legs together and turned slightly sideways.

"No, no, love," he gently took hold of her ankles and pulled her straight again, "You keep those eyes on me. Your first time only happens once. I want you to make the best of it."

Blushing, she nodded.

"Good girl."

…

The way he said it made something inside Hel purr, "S-say that again."

He grinned and leaned over her, "Good. Girl. Ah, you like that, hmm?"

Nodding, she licked her lips, "Yes."

Burke slid a hand around her neck and exerted just enough pressure, "Queen of the Wastes likes to be put in her place, huh?"

Hel felt heat rushing through her body. Burke's hand on her throat brought out something primal in her that she didn't know was buried.

"Answer me."

"Yes," she breathed.

His grin widened, "Good. You're even more perfect than I thought," he leaned down to graze his lips over hers and growled, "I'll have to be extra careful now. You're bound to make me forget myself."

Straightening, he released her and his hands traced down to her underwear. He hesitated and rubbed his thumbs against her lower belly. Looking up at her, he asked, "You're sure about this?"

She nodded.

"I want to hear you say it," he kissed her belly, "Tell me you want me, you want me to be the man that takes you."

"I-I want you, Burke. Please?"

He sighed contentedly and slowly slid the little bit of cloth down. Being completely exposed to him was electrifying. He tossed her last bit of clothing over his shoulder and slid his warm hands back up from her ankles to her thighs. His eyes seemed to be soaking all of her in and committing her to memory. Hel had never felt so beautiful. She'd imagined being with a man plenty, but no one had ever seemed interested. In the Vault, no one wanted her, even Butch. Out in the Wastes, everyone seemed intimidated by her. Burke was the only one that still saw her as a woman. It set her on fire for him. What she'd started as a gamble to save the town had quickly spiraled into a much more serious game.

"You're a dangerous man, Burke."

He blinked away from her body, looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

She levered herself up on her elbows, "Two dates and you've already got me naked in front of you."

"I can be very persuasive," he agreed, pushing her legs apart slowly, "But you know, I'm not the one that first took the initiative. What was it you called me two minutes into our first meeting?"

"Lover," she smiled, "A title you're doing a very good job of living up to so far."

"So far?" he chuckled and lowered himself between her legs, "You'll be sure to let me know if I disappoint, my dear?"

He kissed and licked down from her belly button, moving slower the lower he went. The strength went out of her arms and she slumped back to the bed with a moan. She felt like she was on fire down there. It was a familiar heat that she'd always put out herself. Whimpering into many a strange bunk as she worked her fingers, she brought herself to climax and always felt more alone than before she started.

Burke slid his hands under her thighs and pushed so her knees bent and she planted her feet on the mattress, "Fuck, love," she felt his exhale against her lips, "You're fucking gorgeous," he leaned in and placed a kiss ever so gently at the top of her, just above her clit.

Hel felt a jolt of pleasure and her hips jerked, "Ah!" she yelped.

A deep chuckle from Burke and another kiss against her sent fire up to her belly. He felt amazing, and he'd barely done anything yet. She felt him shift so that he was lying down on the bed, angling his face lower to her. Glancing down, she caught his eyes as he gently licked her from the bottom of her slit to the top. Groaning, she couldn't help her head falling back again as the new sensation wracked her body.

…

She was already wet, a little strand of her juices followed Burke's tongue as he pulled it back into his mouth. His cock was extra angry at being ignored now. He'd only gone down on two other women and hadn't much enjoyed the experience, but the sight of her little pink pussy dripping in front of him made him want to savor her. Eat her like she ate those sweetrolls. He licked again and her legs trembled under his hands. Sliding his tongue in a little further, he brought his lips together when he reached her clit.

She gave a long, drawn out moan and gripped desperately at the sheets. He sucked at her clit then flattened his tongue down against her slit. Her juices flowed out onto his tongue and chin. Drawing his tongue back up he heard her breathing hard through clenched teeth.

"Don't hold back," he said, "Make as much noise as you want."

She looked down at him and gave a half shake of her head, "But…everyone will hear."

"Fuck 'em. What do you care?"

"I…" her face flushed red, "I can't…"

"Come on, you've heard Nova and her 'guests' make plenty of noise before. No one's going to care about us. And if they do, we can just blow them up."

"You said-"

"It's a joke, love," he smiled up at her and caressed her inner thigh with his right hand, "Sorry, bad humor. You don't have to, but I think you'll enjoy yourself more. I'm certainly going to be making plenty of noise later. You might as well save me the blow to my ego," he winked, "Wouldn't want them thinking I didn't please you."

She gave a soft laugh and rolled her eyes, "Fine, I'll try."

"That's my girl," and he delved back into her, greedily plunging his tongue into her tight, wet core.

…

At first Hel could hold back, but the more Burke worked on her with his mouth, the more her control slipped away. Soft moans and whimpers gave way to guttural groans and yelps. She had no idea someone could feel so good. Burke's expert tongue slurped and flicked at her, driving her wild. Sheets bunched up in her hands, she arched her back as he pushed further in.

"Fffuuuuck," she growled as he swirled his tongue deep inside of her. His hands held her thighs apart, leaving white marks on her skin as he fought to hold her down.

It wasn't long before she felt the familiar buildup, but this time it felt like it kept swelling long past the breaking point. Blindly, she reached for his right hand, needing a lifeline. He took her hand and interlocked their fingers. Gripping hard, she anchored herself as she felt him driving her further over the edge.

"Mmhmm," he hummed against her and she was gone.

She let out a roar as her climax crashed into her full force. For a moment she was nothing except the wave of pleasure that ripped through her body, a bright, shining, pulsing bolt of lightning. Burke continued to lick and suck at her gently as she floated back down, her body trembling and throat sore from the scream he'd pulled out of her. Body sinking into the mattress, she gave a weak moan as he pulled away.

Giving her hand a squeeze, he murmured, "Good girl," before letting go.

…

Burke wiped his chin as he looked down at her, boneless in a puddle of her own cum. She was the most exquisite sight he'd ever seen in his entire life.

Eyelids fluttered open and she smiled sheepishly up at him. Holding her hand out to him, beckoning, she drew him to her.

"You were right," she croaked.

"About?"

"Letting go," she shifted and looked down at his pants. Licking her lips, she flicked her eyes back up to him and grinned, "Your turn?"

He laughed, "You're insatiable," but he found himself already unbuttoning and unzipping his pants to release his rigid cock for her.

Her eyes widened at the sight of it and she was twisting round to get up on her knees to get a closer look. Biting her lip, she looked up at him with those big blue eyes and asked, "Can I?"

"Can you what?"

"Can…can I taste you?"

"Love," he sighed, caressing her cheek and settling his hand behind her head, "You can do whatever you want to it."

Smiling up at him, she opened her mouth and licked ever so gently at the tip, his precum glistening as she lapped it up. Sucking in a ragged breath, it was all Burke could do to not grab her head and throat fuck her. She went back for more, this time closing her mouth around the head and swirling her tongue against it.

"Fuck, love," he rasped, "You sure you've never done this before?"

She looked very proud of herself as she took more of him in her mouth. Slowly rocking back and forth, she swallowed more of him inch by inch. Three inches from the base, he felt his tip hit the back of her throat. She tried to push further and gagged, eyes watering.

"Shh, it's alright," he reassured her, "You don't need to force it. That's not the hole I'm interested in right now anyway."

Pulling back, she pulled a long moan out of him as she ran her tongue along the bottom of his shaft. The tip of his cock came out of her mouth with a wet 'pop' and he took a moment to compose himself before pushing her back onto the bed again. Kicking off his shoes and pants, he laid next to her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her tenderly.

"Do you know what to expect next?" he whispered.

She smiled, "I might have an idea," she said sarcastically, "My father is a doctor."

"I don't want to hurt you," he said seriously.

"You won't," she touched his cheek and looked up into his eyes, "I'm probably crazy, but I trust you, Burke."

"Definitely crazy," he kissed her again, "Alright love. You tell me to stop whenever and I'll stop."

She nodded, "I know."

Her faith in his ability to lead her through this was unfathomable, "I'm in awe of you, you know that?"

She smiled up at him serenely, "I love you too, Burke."

He stared. Frozen, he tried to think of what he'd done to deserve her. Unable to think of anything, he bent to kiss her as he positioned himself between her legs again. His cock nudged against her wet pussy and he pulled back to look in her eyes.

"Don't look away," he said and gave a gentle push.

…

Hel had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like an eternity. Eyes locked on Burke's, she felt him spread her open. Gasping, she did as he asked and kept her eyes open and on his.

Leaning on his elbows, Burke moaned out, "Fuuuck, that's tight," the look in his eyes sent molten lava into her pussy, "I'm not going to last long, love," he gave a short laugh. Pulling out ever so slightly, he pushed in a little further and they both groaned in unison.

It hurt a little, but the delicious friction he caused inside of her was more than worth it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself up to his ear, "Make me yours."

Grunting, he jerked his hips into her, his hands gripping her shoulders. He pumped into her twice before slowly pulling back and ever so carefully sinking back in again. His breath came in ragged gasps against her neck and she moaned when he began to slide in and out to a slow rhythm. He was spreading her open, filling her up, and she loved it.

"Fuck," she choked out when he pulled all the way out and in again.

"You're so fucking tight and wet," he growled in her ear, "I'm only halfway in and I'm close."

Halfway?! How much more of him is there?!

He pulled himself up, straightening his arms to look down at where they were joined. Following his gaze, she saw he was right. She felt like she was being split in two and he hadn't even entered her fully.

"You're beautiful," he gasped, pressing his forehead to hers as he slowly fucked in and out of her. Hel moaned and tilted her head to kiss him as he slid just a little further in.

…

Burke tried to hold out, but he'd never been inside something so tight. Her wet pussy gripped him like a vice, forcing him towards the edge with every tiny movement. It wouldn't be long now. He didn't know whether she was alright with him finishing off inside her, but fuck he wanted to. The thought nearly ended him there but he gritted his teeth and choked out, "I'm gonna cum, love. In or out?"

"In," she said immediately and wrapped her legs around him to keep him from doing the opposite.

That was it. He thrust into her two more times before his cock exploded. Growling as he shot his load into her, he forgot anything existed but her. His cock contracted again and again as he emptied himself. Coming down, he tried to catch his breath. Her legs were still wrapped around him and he leaned down to kiss her.

"Sorry," he breathed.

"Sorry?" she smiled, "What are you apologizing for?"

"This old man couldn't outlast you," he chuckled and maneuvered himself sideways so he could lay down next to her on the mattress.

"This old man is the best lover I could have ever asked for," she said tenderly.

Wrapping his arms around her, Burke sighed contentedly, "You don't know any different. Next time will be better."

"Better?! You're going to kill me," she giggled and snuggled up close to his chest.

"Mmm, now you're onto me. That was the plan all along, assassinate you with my penis.

"I knew blowing up Megaton was just a euphemism."

He chuckled and kissed the top of her head. As he began to drift off, he heard her whisper, "Thank you, my love."

But he was too far gone to answer.

Well, there ya go. This is the first time I've ever posted something so spicy to any fanfiction site. I don't know if this site will let me leave it up. I've seen some fics on here that are just as spicy and they get left up, but I've also seen others get taken down for being half as spicy...so, we'll see. If you haven't already, follow me over on AO3 where I know the fic will be able to stay up. I have the exact same author name.

Please do let me know if you enjoyed this or not... I have no idea whether I'm good at writing sexy scenes. I like it, but that doesn't mean everyone else will. XD