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Cottonwood was a fucking joke. Val expected more of a fight really, more injuries that would need to be nursed by her once she got home. But it was easy, easy to get to Caesar themselves and even easier for Val to stand back and let Boone put a bullet between his eyes, then a few more for good measure.
He deserved that and more, in her opinion.
It might be the adrenaline of clearing the camp talking, but seeing the way Boone held himself and showed the men here no mercy made her chest feel hot. She liked watching him catch his breath and wipe the blood off on his shirt, holster his rifle, and finally turn away from the bodies. He held his head high as he looked around the tent, frowning at most of what he saw and mumbling to himself.
But the image of him standing above Caesar was practically embedded in her mind and clouding her thoughts; palming her dick as she imagined the look on his face as he purposely filled the man with lead. It was stupidly hot to her and she wanted nothing more than to reward her man for getting his revenge while looking so damn good.
“Say, Boone, we took care of everyone here, yeah?”
“Hm? Guess so. Can always kill more if they show up.”
“ If they show up, huh? What should we do in the meantime?”
“We can look around, sure NCR would appreciate it.” Boone had his back turned to her, looking over whatever was on the desk and paying no mind to Val. He didn't even move when she approached him, simply stayed put. “Or we can do whatever it is you seem to have planned.”
“Me? Planning something?” She feigned being hurt as she came behind him and grabbed his waist. “Boone, honey, I would never .” Contrary to her words she trailed her hands down to his hips, hooking her fingers in his belt loops and pressing herself against him. There was a small groan from Boone as he pressed his ass into her, head dropping as he leaned forward. “‘Course, I won't be opposed to celebrating.”
“Right here?” Boone huffed a laugh but still unbuttoned his pants for her. “Can’t even wait ‘till we're somewhere without corpses?”
“Can if ya want, your call darlin’.”
Boone nodded his head and continued pushing his pants and boxers down, giving Val the cue to help him out. She did so glady; pulling Boone up so his back was to her chest as she pushed his clothes down to his calves, kissing his neck as she brought a hand to his front. “Good boy, knew you’d be up for it.”
“Yeah?” Boone shifted in her arms at her words, groaning as Val pushed her fingers between his thighs. She moved slowly, gauging Boone’s reactions to every way she moved her fingers. He shivered as she pressed the pad of her thumb on his cock, bucking his hips into her hand. “C’mon, I don't wanna do this if you're gonna tease.”
Val laughed but obliged, letting her fingers push between his folds and cover themselves in the slick pooling there. Boone huffed and pressed his hips into her before guiding her free hand under his shirt to cup his breast. She moved her fingers at an even pace, curling into his heat and scissoring him open, taking care to keep her thumb on his dick. He gasped at her every move, shaking his leg out of his pants to lift it up and give Val better access.
She was three fingers in when Boone tensed in her arms, leaning his head back with a whine and grabbing her moving hand. “Val, just fuck me already.”
“Think you’re ready-?”
“ Yes , get your damn dick in me already.”
“Lucky we're celebrating, ‘else I’d have to make you really beg for it.” Despite the threat of doing that to Boone, she probably would never. Sinking her dick into Boone’s cunt and fucking all kinds of sounds out of him was perfect enough for her. “Better not hide your pretty sounds from me either darlin’, ain't no one in this camp to hear us.”
Boone hummed and leaned back into her, still keeping his leg up and letting Val push in fully. He was prepped enough, sure, but he was so tight around her that it made her groan. She pushed into the hilt, biting her lip as she was surrounded by Boone’s heat and felt him shiver around her. She kept one hand on his chest like he had previously moved her to do but found herself taking over in holding his leg so Boone could focus on just feeling good. “Val- fucking move .”
She nodded her head and began to move slowly, watching Boone the best she could to make sure he's doing alright. He twitched and tensed in her arms as she pulled out and pushed back in, a soft whimper making it out of him. “Boone, honey, you gotta relax.”
“I- fuck- ‘m relaxed-”
“No, you aren't. I got you, nothing’s gonna happen. Let me make you feel good.” Boone groaned at her words and let his head drop, pressing his hips into her. He nodded his head the best he could and let his body relax into her. Val moved the hand cupping his tit to rest on his waist, giving him a soft squeeze before she moved her hips again. “Good boy, take me so well. You want me to fuck you full?”
“ Val– ”
“You'd like that, yeah? Fill your cunt with my cum?” Boone inhaled sharply and gripped her wrist, arching into her. Val took that as her cue to thrust into him harder, holding onto him tightly and digging her nails into his thigh. “You'll be good and take it, I know you will. Knock you up real good.”
Val savored the way Boone gasped and moaned at her words, babbling about something she couldn't understand. He reached around to grab her hair, gently tugging Val to face him and press their lips together. She smiled into it, taking full advantage of the fact he opened his mouth to moan to press her tongue into him. The grip in her hair tightened until she was pulled away so Boone could pant and catch his breath, looking at Val with a dazed expression.
“Fuck-fuck, Val, shit-“
“C’mon darlin’, you wanna cum for me?” Her words were met with a particularly hard thrust, pushing the air out of Boone’s lungs as she tightened her grip on him, lifting his thigh higher to angle herself better. “You gonna be a good boy and do that for me?”
“Need you to -hah- touch my-” Boone hitched a breath before he could continue, arching his back into Val. She smiled as Boone did nothing but whine and gasp for her, pressing into her chest. With his words clearly stuck in his throat Val figured she would help him out, finally moving her hand away from his waist to stroke his dick.
The moan she got in return was perfect and all the encouragement she needed to fuck his orgasm out of him. He held on to her the best he could, keeping her hair in a tight hold and grabbing her moving wrist. He seemed to want her close to him and Val had no issues with that, she’d glady let him be as close as he wanted to her. She sped her hips up and angled them better, jerking his cock in tandem and making him arch his hips into her.
“Val, ‘m gonna-”
“Go ‘head, cum for me.” Boone whined and gasped, tightening his grip on her hair and bucking his hips. “Be a good boy for me and cum ‘round my dick.”
Val smiled as he reached his orgasm, fucking everything she could out of him as he gasped and moaned. He let his head rest on her shoulder as his hips stuttered, panting as he shook. She felt his body fully go slack in her arms as he whimpered, riding the aftershocks of his orgasm as Val used him to reach her own.
“ Shiiit , Boone-” With an absurd amount of cursing from both of them, Val buried herself deep inside of him and reached her peak, drawing a sound akin to a sob from Boone. She dropped her head on his shoulder and panted, weakly bucking her hips into him as he involuntarily tightened around her. “Good boy- so good. Love you so much, fucked you so full.”
“Shit- makin’ me a damn mess.”
“You love it though, don't ya?”
“Yeah, yeah.” Boone huffed but Val knew he was smiling. He finally unhooked his arm from her and let her hair go, swatting at her hand to make her let go of his thigh. “C’mon, let's go home. Need to clean myself up.”
Val smiled at the mention of home, something she was still getting used to Boone referring it to as that. She obliged and gingerly pulled herself out, biting her lip and cringing as she left his heat. She watched as Boone’s cunt leaked with their cum after she pulled out, stifling her groan as she turned to clean herself up and give him a chance too as well.
Before long Boone was at her side, albeit clearly uncomfortable with everything that was drying on his thighs. It was a long walk back to Freeside, but he'll keep his mouth shut about his complaints this time. He's got Caesar's blood dried on his boots and a one-up for the other NCR troops next time they head over to McCarran for his pension at least.