The minute Arthur woke up, he could swear he had to be dreaming. But the body pressed against his was far to real. He could feel his heart hammer as she giggles and hides her face. Convinced she was becoming a bad influence on him. Maybe she was, he was in no rush to move at the moment. Not much would really changed if he decided to just stay in here to 'work'. After all it's mostly how he spent his day. Rarely leaving unless it was called for. However after a minute or so she moves a bit. "Heh, sorry, mind if I use your bathroom?" He quickly lets her go and watches her disappear to answer the call of nature. He lets out a low grunt as he slowly gets up, he could wait till she was finished. It takes her a minute as she uses this time to remove the wrap on her arm. She had almost forgotten about it to see she was good as new. Aside from a small line where she had hit herself, the stimpak healed it nicely. She slowly strolls out, feeling ten times lighter as he makes his way past her. He just gives her a silent look as she smiles and returns to the couch. It was like some silent promise she wasn't going anywhere. So she lays out on her back, resting one of her legs up as she covers her eyes. She was already falling back to sleep when she feels something brushing against her. She opens her eyes to see that he was quite content to just hover over her as she blushes deeply. "Well hello to you to.." He lets out a rather husky chuckle at her as he settles in, his hips just against her's.
He was still able to keep most his weight off of her as he rest one hand by her head. The other casually drifting over her. It was such a rare moment, she slowly places her hand on his cheek. "Does this ever bother you?" He leans his head to the side. "Not as much as when I got it...trust me it took me a month to learn how to eat and not reopen it.." She winces a bit, seeing just how deep it was. It wasn't the only scar that crossed his face. "I had to get stitches once, when they pulled them out....oh the sound, the feeling it was so weird..." "You had stitches...where?" She lets out a small sound as she turns her head to the right. She moves back her hair to show a small shallow scar along her neck. He would had never noticed it. "How..?" It looked old by how well it had healed. She lets out a small chuckle as she places her hands on his chest. "Would you believe me if I told you it was from a weird infection I had gotten?" He didn't seem sure he understood. "Well I was...eleven?" She shrugs at that. "I tried making friends with a stay cat, and well because they carry a lot of germs in their claws, I got an infection, and for some odd reason it ended up as this lump on my neck.." She rubs the spot where her scar was. "It itched like crazy, but the doctors cut me open, gave me some medication and I was fine...but I was completely awake when they took out the stitches. It didn't hurt, but I could feel them pull the string out my skin..."
She shivers just a bit. "I actually forget it's there until it starts to itch again.." She gives him a light shrug. "But...yeah, nothing life threatening..." He runs his thumb over it, he hadn't heard of anything like it before, but he had no reason to doubt her. "So I know you got that one from a Deathclaw, but what about the others?" He tilts his head as she runs her hand over his brow. "Like this one." "Most of the scars on my face came from that Deathclaw." She nods her head at him slowly. "Ah, still it's really impressive, I don't think I'd have the guts to try facing a Deathclaw." When ever she saw one in the game she just went the other way and hoped for the best. She watches him look down a bit. "Not my wises moment, but I survived.." She places both her hands on him. "You're just a tough ol' b*****d ain't ya?" He couldn't help chuckle as he looks at her. "I suppose that's one way of putting it.." It was slowly getting harder to ignore the way his body was against her own. But he seemed rather content on staying right where he was. If anything short of the ship being on fire ruined this moment, he was going to raise so much hell. "So is this the plan then, not that I mind I'm just curious." He hadn't really planed that far. "This is as fair as I've been able to plan..." He talks softly, his eyes elsewhere for a small minute. "Ah, that's fine..." It was still easy to see he was mostly going along with this. He really had no clue what else he should be doing so she wasn't about to make him feel like she expected anything.
He does seem to relax once again, his eyes a bit unreadable. Maybe he was just really enjoying this and he didn't want to say it out loud. She could feel his free hand traveling over her lightly. He had long ditched his battle coat, the thick black uniform he always had on still hugged him rather tightly. The way he moved every once in awhile left little guess where his mind was traveling to. But was holding back, just wanting to enjoy in this quiet. That and he still wasn't sure just how sound proof his room was and he was not about to find out the hard way. The idea still made him nervous, he didn't anyone to rush into his room. He should really invest in a lock for his door. She lets out a small giggle as his hand slips under her shirt. He lets out a breathy sound as she settles back down. She was trying hard not to jerk from his touches mostly because of how damn ticklish she could be. A devilish idea crosses her mind. "On sec." He didn't have to move or anything, but she slips her arms into her oversize shirt. He watches with a passing interest on what she was up to. She only moves up slightly, then back down before sliding her arms back out her sleeves. She doesn't say a word as she reaches down the front of her shirt and pulls something out. His eyes go wide as he catches the sight of a rather lacy bra in her hands. "Ta-da." His jaw drops as she just flings the item somewhere, laying back under him. "Now the minute I learn how to do that with underwear, then it'd be a real show.."
She lets out a low snort at how red his face got in a matter of seconds. "I don't think I've ever seen anything quiet so arousing.." He was being completely honest, he had never seen anything like it. And she didn't even remove her shirt, not once as she giggles up at him. "Years of practice, you'd be surprised how uncomfortable that gets after awhile." She watches him closely as he brings a hand up, but stops just under her breast. He gives her a conflicting look, but deep down she didn't mind. "Don't let me stop ya." It seems to take him a minute to gather the courage to move. She couldn't quiet hide the shiver that goes up her back as he slides his hand over her. Even through the fabric his hands were a bit rough, but not unpleasant. She seemed to fit him perfectly as she lets out a small sound at his caress. He was determined to learn every curve she had, and what she liked, and didn't like. He was going to map every inch of her body to his mind to use for a later date. Right now he was just testing the waters of what was okay, and what wasn't. Not after her run in with Knight Veris, he didn't want her to ever get the wrong idea. However there was still some part of him that wanted to strangle himself for not having any idea of what he was doing. But she was far more understanding then most people and she wasn't going to rush him. She wanted him to be just as comfortable to her as she was with him.
He watched with dark eyes as her nipples start to harden under her shirt. Seems he was doing something right. He moves his hand slowly to one of the buttons on her shirt. Her arms her places under her head as she just kept her eyes on him. She was just enjoying watching him figure things out. But it warmed her heart that he seemed to silently ask her if it was okay to move on, just by look alone. He didn't quite trust himself on speaking, lest he ruin the moment. She just nods her head to him as he slowly unbuttons her shirt. To him, her skin was flawless, smooth, pale, a few brown spots dotted her skin. He had taken note she had several of these moles and wondered just how far they went. Far enough to hold his interest as he roams his eyes over her. Truth be told, he hadn't really looked at a woman before. Sure he's 'read' a few books, but those were faded pictures of models from a time that no longer existed. Those old pictures didn't hold a candle to the real thing. It was hard not to be amused by the look in his eyes. "You look like you just found the answer to all lives question." He sure as hell might had the way his eyes were looking at her. He lets a small pained grunt as he shifts his body. She had some idea of what might be the issue, but she keeps her hands at bay. This was all about him and she was letting him have a free run for as long as he wanted. Still didn't mean she wasn't going to not tease him. "Pitching a tent there Arthur...?" He lets out a low growl as he moves just to the side. Two can play at this game. "Large enough to fit an army." Her jaw drops a bit as she bats her eyes at him. "Why I never knew you had it in ya.."
She could feel him poking her hip. By the look on his face it was becoming uncomfortable. "Need a hand?" It slipped out before she could stop herself. He almost looked like a deer caught in the headlights when his head shoots up. She looked a bit sheepish for saying that out loud. "Oh my, sorry..." She covers her face a bit, feeling bad that her mind continued to sway toward being inappropriate. She may look innocent but her mind was in the gutter more times then what was necessary. However he didn't seem to angry by her question, more intrigued. The idea of her hands on him made him feel slightly more stiff then before. He normally tried to ignore his more baser needs. Never feeling it was the right time or place to put much thought on taking care of his own problems. "Don't be..but the question now is, you...?" He wasn't sure how to really ask. "Have I done that before..yes." She gives him a half smile as she shrugs. There was no point on hiding just what she had done in the past. She figured there was nothing to hide. This wasn't her first rodeo after all, he wasn't the first guy to poke her. She was slowly starting to feel guilty for bringing it up however. He no doubt didn't want to hear about her past explorations. She watches as he moves, laying at her side once again. He seemed a bit unsure but she smiles at him. "Don't force yourself, I'm not going to do anything your still uncomfortable with.." He slowly seems to relax. "I just...never..." He had never had anyone touch him, let alone seen him in any compromising fashion. She just gives him an understanding nod however. It was still slightly heartbreaking how little contact this man had. "That's fine.."
He couldn't help but hold his gaze on this woman. He always figured most women would lose interest in him quickly because of his lack of experience. He doesn't think twice when he opens his mouth. "I want to..." She tilts her head at him. For her, he wanted to get over his, well whatever this was. Unease, bashfulness, a mixture of different emotions he wasn't all to used to. She turns to face him, her hands resting on his lower stomach. He lets out a soft grunt, not wanting her to stop. She takes that as an open invitation to proceed as she smirks up at him. She quickly works on his belt as she works her hands down his wide hips. He lets out another grunt as he brings his own hand back to her firm breast. So she didn't see their morning turn into a grope fest, but she was was enjoying this far to much. It takes her a minute to free him as he eyes slowly glance down. It may had started as a small innocent joke, but holy hell he really could pitch a tent large enough for the army. He lets out a breathy sigh once he had been free of his tight confinement. She smirks a bit as she slowly wraps her hands around his length. He lets out a sharp gasp as he instantly bucks his hips. She doesn't let go as she slowly works from his tip, down as his eyes just roll back. He thumbs her breast harder as she works her soft hands over his shaft, working to his rhythm. His mind fogging to the rolling pleasure building quickly at the base of his spine.
She keeps her focus on him, making sure he enjoyed every minute. She had the feeling he's never done anything close to this. He moves quickly as he shoves his hand through her hair. His other hand still on her breast as he rolls his hips faster against her. She didn't leave any spot untouched, whoever she had been with before. He might just feel some sympathy losing someone like her. But this meant he got to experience this all himself, and he could feel how close he was getting just by her hands alone. Watching him was just glorious, his blue eyes growing darker with each passing second. But he surprised her when he lunches forward and presses his lips against her's. She lets out a small gasp and he waste no time, sliding his tongue into her now open mouth. It takes her a minute, but she closes her eyes to his kiss, his beard starching at her, but she finds she kind of liked it. He lets out a hard grunt, she could feel him pulsing in her hands as he gives one hard thrust and he comes hard against her. He pulls away, panting deeply as he rides out his climax. His body twitching until he was finally spent and collapses. He takes a minute to catch his breath, so she would need a new shirt, but she was far from worried at the moment. She chuckles lightly as she smirks down at him. "Better?" He lets out a small sound as he looks at her. "You are a wicked woman.." Her brows rise at this. "And yet you enjoyed every moment of that.." It was hard to argue against that as he looks down.
"It's a good thing I have a shower in this room.." He grumbles out, he was trying his best to hold back the husky tone to his voice. He was still slightly aroused after all and the half naked woman before him wasn't doing him favors. It was also a slight turn on to see his seed now covering most her shirt and some of it on her skin. "It's a good thing your room is more sound proof then you thought.." His eyes go wide as he looks up. "I wasn't that loud was I?" She would had covered her face as she laughs, but that was a bad idea at the moment. "Nah, pretty sure the folks in New Cal heard though..." She really was a horrible tease as he glares at her. "Oh relax, I don't think anyone has taken notice..." He just shakes his head, but he wasn't to sure how to move. She makes the first move as she slowly slides herself away from him. He slowly sits up, keeping his eyes on anything beside himself, or the state he left her in. "I never pegged you for the bashful type, you know it's fine to look.." He lets out another grunt as he finally stands, holding up his pants. He was going to have to clean those as well. "I am...simply trying to be modest." She was a bit surprised by his answer. "Oh, honey modest went out the window the minute I flashed ya, so no worries." He was almost taken aback by that remark, but he quickly decided he was more then fine with it. "Shower, now.." She holds up her hands as she walks to the bathroom. "Yes sir." She winks at him as he lets out another growl, he was not going to be able to hold back for much longer at this rate.
