#ghoulcy week day 1

[feralghoulie]

Note: This is a day late, but shh. This one was. Interesting to say the least. Hope you guys it enjoy.. 🤭

MINORS DNI 18+ CONTENT. SEMI NON-CON/SEMI FORCE WARNING.

Promt: Somnophilia (Day 3)

Summary: Cooper isn't known for his patience. He takes what he wants, whatever the situation. His thoughts take over his actions while Lucy is sound asleep.

Cooper Howard (The Ghoul) X Lucy Maclean

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It Can't Wait.

"Oh and in the vault, i was a teacher! I think I worked really well kids. I've always wanted a kid. Did you have a ki-" Lucy was abruptly cut off.

"Listen honey. I'd love to listen aboutcha life in the vault. But don't you think it's a little late to keep talkin. We've got quite the long day ahead of us." He said leaning his back against the metal wall. Eyeing the dying fire in front of them.

She frowned. "I mean. I guess so." She said a little sad. Entertaining herself from talking his ear off. She wanted him to open up but he was more of a listener. Sitting back and nodding his head as she spoke. Eyeing her body, hardly hearing a word she said.

He groaned as he stretched out his arms. "C'mon Luce." He said standing up from the milk crate he had pulled up. Grabbing some old pillows off the ground and beating the dust off. Walking over to the beaten bed across the floor. He tossed the pillows onto it, and searched for something that could do as a blanket.

She took the hint, crawling into bed like a sad child. She unzipped her vault soon, and wiggled her way out of it. The Ghoul pausing a moment to try and sneak a look. He fucking loved when she would walk around in just her tank top and panties.

Throwing obvious glances as he pretended to keep looking for a blanket. He wanted to rip her clothes off. Tear scars into her skin. Mark her entire body. Fuck sleep. His cock was throbbing. All she had done was get comfortable for bed. He needed to contain his thoughts.

He grumbled to himself. Turning to fix his tent. Turning back around, giving up on his short hunt for blankets. Lucy was digging through her bag. On her knees on the bed, her ass looking perfect through her snug underwear.

He assumed she had no idea how much he wanted her. God. He wanted to fuck her brains out. So much innocence and love behind her eyes. Not yet tormented by the wasteland. He needed to be the first.

She pulled out a can of water and cracked it open. Taking a sip and setting it aside. Attempting to get comfortable on the bed. Springs threatening to stab your skin if you moved the wrong way.

"Are you going to be keeping watch?" She asked untieing her hair. Running her hands through her hair.

"Yeah." He responded. Poking the fire with a nearby board. "Don't worry." He said smiling. Reassuring she was safe to sleep.

She nodded her head graciously and flipped from her side to her back. Adjusting her body until she was comfortable.

"Cold?" He whispered. Dragging his crate closer to the bed, and sitting down.

"Yeah.." She huffed. Her eyes closed.

Cooper removed his overcoat and draped it over her. She pulled it close to her face. Smelling it in secrecy. Smiling as a thank you.

"Goodnight... Ghoul." She said softly. Drifting off to sleep as she thought about what his real name may be. What monsters would attack them tomorrow.

Although Cooper had a whole different set of thoughts. He stared at her. Intensely. Her chest poking out just a little bit from the jacket. Her legs almost fully covered.

He wanted to take her. He wanted to rip her skin apart. He wanted her to scream. Not in pain, but in full body pleasure. His fingers would fit so perfectly into her empty pussy.

His textured cock would leave a mark in her mind. No one after him would ever feel as good. He thought of every position. Her breasts bouncing in his face. Bending her over, slapping her ass until it was a swollen red.

He grabbed at his cock through his pants. Holding it tightly. Rubbing his thumb over it. She would puke on the size of his cock. He knew she wouldn't be able to handle it, and that made it all the better.

She must taste sweet. She would be soaked from him barely touching her. She's a delicate and soft creature. He couldn't handle the thoughts much longer.

His cock straining his striped pants. "Fuck.." He said under his breath. Staring at her figure on the bed. Already softly snoring. He needed to bury his cock in her..

He started to undo his belt. Moving with haste. She was asleep, she wouldn't see him get his pants off. No harm, no foul. Once his belt was undone, he slid his pants down. Not having underwear, he got those stolen ages ago.

His pants now pooled at his ankles, he was tugging at his cock. Leaning back against the metal wall. Touching himself wasn't going to be enough. He ached so bad it was almost painful.

Against his better judgment, he quietly stood up. Hovering over her body, standing at the foot of the mattress. He ran through thoughts in his head. Debating if this was wrong. He didn't care.

He squat down. Getting onto his stomach and inching his way forward. Holding himself in a way his cock wouldn't come in contact with the rough floor or bed. He carefully moved his jacket upwards. Off of her legs, scrunched onto her stomach.

He eyed her panties. He adjusted his body, freeing both his hands. He hooked his fingers onto the wasteland. Very carefully pulling them down. Setting them inside.

Her pussy was perfect in every single way. Unshaved, but a little wet. An absolutely inviting smell as he drooled. He got closer, pressing his stomach onto the bed. Drawing his tongue out to taste her.

Sweat mixed with her natural taste made his cock twitch. Holding every single muscle back not to shove his cock into her. He shoved his face into her crotch. Placing his hands on either side of her body.

He drew his tongue out again. Separating her walls with just his tongue. Licking stripes as he indulged in her taste. He was surprised she hadn't started to stir. Afraid she may wake up and jump out of fear.

He sucked on her clit, and balanced with one hand, using the opposite hand to grip onto his cock. Slow sensual strokes as he enjoyed his meal.

Lucy was slowly waking up, feeling an extremely warm sensation between her legs. A heavy weight on her sides. Half conscious she questioned what was happening. Her body feeling deep sparks of pleasure. She opened her eyes slowly, opening wide at what she saw.

The ghoul was ravishing her. His mouth latched onto her clit. She closed her eyes tight and opened them again. Seeing his closed eyes, his hand furiously working at his cock.

She was confused, but couldn't deny she almost happy to wake up to the experience.

Closing her eyes and trying not to move. A little harder now that she knew what was happening.

Wanting to squirm and moan. Unsure if she should let him know she had awoken, she relaxed into the bed.

He pulled back from her pussy, and ran his finger against her wet slit. Sucking on his middle finger and eyeing it. Pressing it and wiggling into her hole carefully.

She couldn't hold back, she jolted and he looked up. She opened her eyes, locking eyes with him. He didn't say anything yet. Just sharing a mutual look of desire.

"Wh.. what are you doing." She said softly. Unsure if she was supposed to be enjoying this.

He kept pressing his finger in. Staring at her as he did so, waiting for it to be completely in.

"Well. I wasn't expectin you to wake up, but i suppose that was a little stupid to assume." He said clicking his tongue.

"I'll stop if you want me to." He said pulling his finger out. Wiping it on her inner thigh..

She was quiet for a moment. Gasping at the absence of his finger. "Um- I don't- you can.. you can keep going." She said accepting she did enjoy this. Being woken up like this was something incredibly new. Not new like seeing monsters, or leaving the vault. But knew as in her body craved it.

He nodded his head and pressed two fingers back into her. Curling them and working them inside. She furrowed her brows and covered her mouth.

He readjusted his body. Now hovering over hers, his face close to hers.

"Move your hand. I want to hear you. I need to hear how much you fuckin like it Lucy." He said in a stern tone. Pressing his fingers deeply inside, setting a faster pace as he looked at her.

She removed her hand, letting out small breaths.

"That's it.." He hummed proud. "You're really fucking tight. I don't know if I'll fit." He said pulling his fingers out.

"Now I know this is probably your first time. Or maybe it's not. I don't know what you vault freaks did down there, but I ain't going easy on ya" He said, moving onto his knees.

Pushing his jacket off of her, so he could look at her pudgey breasts, sitting unevenly in her tank top.

He spread her legs open, and pulled them upwards. Pulling her body forward. Fitting his body between her legs, he lined his cock up with her soaked hole. Leaning in close to her face.

He pressed his face into her neck, and inched his cock inside. Each inch breaking her tight unused pussy. She held onto his back tightly. Using it as a means to ground herself.

"It hurts! Is it supposed to her this bad?" She exclaimed wincing.

"Mmm. It hurts because it's your first time honey. I've also got a huge cock. It ain't gonna fit perfectly." He said in his deep southern draw. Licking and biting at her neck.

Slowly thrusting into her. Deep inside of her every move. She squirmed, unable to handle so much at once.

He didn't care, he kept his pace. Picking up as he growled in her ear. Biting down into her neck, licking over the marks each time. Savoring every single moan that escaped from her lips.

"You like how big my fuckin cock is don't you. You're squeezing me real fuckin tight sweetheart." He said moving faster. Her legs wrapping around his back.

Hitting her so incredibly deep, it felt like he would pass out from the insane pleasure.

"Good fuckin god girl... you're really showin me how much you want it. I know you've fantasized about me. I'm sure you've touched your pretty pussy thinkin about me." He said licking the shell of her ear. Grunting as he felt himself getting closer.

"Ghoul-" She exclaimed.

"Cooper." He whispered. "My name is Cooper." He said pulling his cock all the way out and driving it back in.

"Scream my fuckin name. Tell me how fuckin good my cock feels." He said.His thrusts becoming more sloppy.

Lucy was feeling herself slipping, knowing she was so close to cumming. "C-Cooper! Your.." She paused. Unsure if she would want to use that weird word.

"Your penis feels so good!"

He giggled in her neck. Unable to take her seriously. Never hearing her curse, even while being relentlessly pounded.

Cooper bit her shoulder as he started to empty his load. Growling deeply as he claimed her body as his. The first to destroy her innocent body.

Lucy practically screaming as she felt her climax crashing. It was nothing like she had ever experienced. A undescribeable feeling in her stomach and her core. Gasping for air as she finished.

Slowing his thrusts he removed his mouth from her shoulder. Catching his breath, his cock buried inside of her.

Realizing he had given Lucy his name, he cursed at himself. She hadn't thought on it much, but things were starting to click.

Was she just fucked by Cooper Howard? The infamous cowboy movie star? Her eyes widening as she studied his outfit. Trying to see past the vest he wore. He scrambled to get his pants on, but she watched in awe. Laying on the bed almost fully naked.

"Cooper... Howard?" She said. A questioning tone. "Did I just have a sex sirh a movie star?" She said feeling proud of herself

"Shit." He thought. She had ranted for almost an hour earlier how much she loved the movies he starred in. A novelty cowboy charm.

"Yeah honey.. that's me." He sighed, though smiling when her eyes lit up.

[exhalcyon]

Ghoulcy Week - Day 1: “Cold Wasteland Nights”

i miss the tassels

[ghouly-boiiiii]

Body heat

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Ghoulcy Week Day 1 - Cold Wasteland Nights

Yes, I am late and my lighting sucks raider balls but here's a thing for Ghoulcy week 😃

UPDATE: Uploaded slightly better version (or at least one with stars lol 🤣) original below the cut 🙂

[nightfurycyare]

Ghoulcy Week Day 1: Cold Wasteland Nights "He built a fire just to keep me warm..."

[beauty-4-thebeast]

Ghoulcy Week Day 1

Ghoulcy Week May 2024 (I really hope it becomes a regular event:3) Day 1 - Cold Wasteland Nights

[klouwolf]

Ghoulcy Week, day four prompt: finger for a finger and gentle touch (NSFW chapter coming soon!).

Sneak peek:

“You know,” Lucy scowled at Cooper across the small table they were seated at, “I didn’t mean to bite your finger off that day.”

The ghoul was busy using a small knife to clean the dirt out from underneath his fingernails. Lucy stared at her finger on his hand, wincing at the filthy state of it.

“Sure as hell didn’t feel that way, sweetheart,” Cooper drawled, flicking the dirt off his knife onto the floor then stabbing the blade into the table top.

“I think it must have been slightly…rotting so it broke off in my mouth and...” Each word sounded more like an excuse than the last and Lucy trailed off with an exasperated sigh.

Cooper crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back in his chair, surveying her with cool amusement, “what are you getting at, vaultie?”

“I want my finger back," Lucy snapped, the necrotic finger on her hand throbbing.

[andstillkeepsinging]

Untitled Ghoulcy Drabble

So, I haven't written much lately because I've been a Sad Girl TM, but this morning I wrote this in about twenty minutes for Ghoulcy week. I initially wasn't going to post it, but you know, why not?

Rated probably PG, it's sappy, not spicy.

Ghoulcy Week Prompt #1: Cold Wasteland Nights

He calls her “Little Sunshine”, because that’s what she is – a big ol’ ball of warmth and glow making her way through the Wastes. It’s no wonder that her name means “light”, when he thinks about it. She lights up every dark corner of this bleak world, and that light has even managed to sneak a little ways into his heart. 

Not that he’d let her know. It’s still early days of them traveling together, and she’s still a little bit in shock from finding out the daddy she knew and loved all her life was nothing but a megalomanic monster. But Cooper will be damned if he sees that light go out on account of a piece of shit like Hank MacLean. 

They’re settling into camp, a routine they’ve now honed to perfection. They can’t risk a fire out here in the open, so when his eyes pick out the way she’s trying not to let her teeth chatter from the cold, the ways she’s holding herself, trying not to shiver, he heaves a sigh. 

“Get on over here, sweetie.” Lucy looks at him, those big eyes wide in the semi-darkness. 

“For what?” 

“You’re shaking like a leaf and your teeth are rattlin’ so loud you’re gonna lure in some critters. Get your ass over here where I can keep you warm.” 

For a moment it looks like she’s going to be stubborn about it, and he rolls his eyes with a sigh. 

“Come on, Sunshine. It won’t be that bad, I promise.” He lifts one arm, beckoning her. “Come on in out of the cold.” 

And she does. She moves to his side and tucks herself there, an audible gasp leaving her when she feels how warm he is. “How are you so hot?”, she asks without thinking, and the blush she gets when he chuckles is worth the feel of her cold fingers burrowing into his pockets. 

“Radiation is a kind of heat, girlie, and I’m chock full of it. Lucky for you that your favorite ghoul would rather have a girl around than a damn popsicle.” 

Lucy smiles at that, and lays her head on his shoulder. “Well, it’s nice. Thank you.” 

Nobody has thanked him for anything in the better part of two centuries, and here comes Miss Lucy MacLean to be grateful for some shared heat. He doesn’t deserve her, but even if she’s not technically his to claim, in his heart he knows she’s got him well and truly fucked. 

Lucy’s eyes are closed now, wrapped completely in his arms, her head settled against his collar bone so she can rest for a minute. “I promise I won’t crowd you all night.”, she whispers, and her breath against the skin of his neck makes him shiver for an entirely different reason. 

“Don’t worry your head none, now.” He pulls her in closer, wrapping her up tighter. “Just shut your eyes and get a little rest while you can.” They sound like orders, and she obeys like they are, closing her eyes again and letting herself relax, letting his strength hold her up. 

As she dozes off, he thinks to himself that while he may run hotter than hell with what’s working through his veins, it’s Lucy who’s really keeping them both warm.

[wubblesred]

Ghoulcy Week 2024 day 1 SFW

Hi everyone, this my first fanfic on Tumblr but i was so excited to join this ship week. I hope you will like it. The prompt was Cold Wasteland Nights. Sorry for the weird phrases or misspelling, English is not my first language. This will also be post in French.

Even though it's been a few days since the Ghoul and Lucy started travelling together, the woman knew nothing about the creature not even his name. Actually the man barely talks to her except to say when they were stopping or when it was Lucy's turn to keep watch etc. Besides the young woman herself didn't dare to say anything, she didn't know how to react with him. Oddly, she dreamed of a more social interaction with the man even if that seemed crazy when we think about their previous exchange however this man knew her father, the vaults' story and above all she was sure that a gentle heart was hiding beneath the steel shell of that ghoul.

Cooper Howard, on the other hand, was suprised by the little killer's behavior. Certainly due to the shock of the revelations about her father. Since the woman started following him she didn't talk just nodding and obeying when he said something. Strangely, the man was longing for the young brunette's squeaky voice. He already imagined screaming and telling her to shut it towards the many stories she could've told or the questions without answers she would've asked but none of it happened since Lucy kept her mouth closed. Perhaps it was up to him to take the first step towards her, after all they would be working together. These thoughts had the effect of an electroshock in the mind of the ghoul, was he really considering breaking this silent atmosphere to reopen the chatterbox that was the little killer. No it was better this way, he ended up thinking. All thoughts about the young woman went silent when the man realized that the night had fallen and decided to stop here to sleep. The atmosphere was heavy in their camp, Lucy was constantly fleeing the gaze of the ghoul and the latter found it surprisingly annoying. The two individuals found it increasingly difficult to ignore each other and to know how to feel about each other. On the young woman’s side, apprehension and rage gave way to admiration and attraction. Two things that horrified the brunette as much as they satisfied her, a single glance at the ghoul brought her comfort and she knew she was safe. After all, the man had rescued her a few times since they were traveling together. The latter, moreover, was not better off emotionally wise towards his little killer. Indeed, at the beginning she was only a thorn in his side, a means to achieve his ends but he needed to face it, the young woman occupied a large part of his thoughts since their meeting. Now he was always looking behind him, making sure she was still following him, that she was okay. In a matter of days, Lucy had slipped under his shell with her personality and beauty, despite his discontent with it, Cooper loved those feelings buried for so long that came back to the surface. The desire to hear her voice, to feel her warmth and this possessiveness that he felt, for the moment they were only two, as if she belonged to him alone. However, the two people were afraid of the way their feelings had changed in a few days and made the decision, without consulting each other, to try to hide deep within them the emotions that the other gave them.

Lucy couldn’t take it anymore from this almost constant silence in the camp, so she decided to break it after all the ghoul probably found her annoying already so a little more or less it changed nothing.

"Do you have a name?" The young woman hit her head mentally, of all the things to say it was that one that came out…

"Cooper… Cooper Howard." Lucy lifted her head up, her big brown eyes enlarged.

"Like the great actor?" Her smile was replaced by surprise when she met the gaze of the ghoul. "No! You are THE Cooper Howard. I’ve seen all your movies a hundred times, my brother used to mock me all the time because I had a huge crush on you… Uh… I’m gonna go to bed, so you take the first shift, okay? Great, good night.”

Her last sentence was spoken in one go as she lay down on the ground with her back to the man. She couldn’t believe she threw it all at him, he already thought she was a kid, with all this, it was going to be even worse. Frankly, sometimes she should really learn to shut up. It was really embarrasing since the man had said nothing and seemed to have no reaction.

Cooper was far from having no reaction, his little killer was really full of surprise. A dark corner of his mind laughed wondering if little Henry knew that his little princess had a crush on the man he had taken everything from, the man who was still alive and alone with his daughter. Knowing that also brought a kind of warmth into his heart. Hell, two hundred years of being shut out of all feelings except revenge and knowing where his daughter was, all of it sweeps because Lucy fucking MacLean tells him she had a crush on him, well the old him. It was useless to linger on this, it was better to forget it and pretend nothing happened the next day, the little one will be grateful of it, he was sure.

The ghoul ended up approaching the sleeping young woman later that night, it was going to be her turn to keep watch. However, when he reached her, he noticed that she was trembling and did not seem to have slept because of it. The man did not feel the pain of the cold being irradiated, this was one of the advantages to be like this, the constant heat. This unfortunately gave him an idea to help his peer. Swearing, he took off his cloak before lying next to her and wrapped his waist with his arm to squeeze her against him and finally lay his cloak upon them.

"What are you doing?" she wondered as her theeth chattered.

“I’m warming you up sweetheart, I don’t want you to freeze to death and I don’t think you do either.”

Lucy dared not say anything else, her senses were boiling and she hoped that the man did not see her red face or that he understood how much it had an effect on her. The crush was again very present in the heart of the young woman. She stiffened feeling his breath in the hollow of her ear but he just ordered her to fall asleep, order that she could not help following.

In the early morning, after a few shifts, it was Lucy’s last turn before they had to hit the road again. During the night, she had turned to face him, the heat of his body was still as intense and had repelled the cold wind that she felt the day before. She could not help but gently bring a hand on the man's face and draw its contours tenderly. Since last night’s revelation, she had passed each of her guards to observe his face, despite the ravages of radiation the brunette saw and recognized the features of Cooper Howard.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart.” Groaned the man, grabbing the young woman’s wrist.

«Sorry…» Lucy wanted to bring her hand back but Cooper kept it well against his face. Even taking it to his mouth to kiss her necrotic index finger, his tongue passing over the crease of the scar he had caused.

"I didn’t say I didn’t like it, but are you sure that’s what you want? What about your boyfriend?"

"Maximus? I don’t think he’s the man for me."

"Oh that's sure my little killer. What would you say I help you forget him?"

"Okey Dokey" Sighed Lucy at the intensity of the words and the gaze of the man before her.

Maximus had had the effect of a puppy love in her brain and almost nothing in her body. Cooper, on the other hand, melted her and her body was ablaze under his gaze. It was a passionate torrent that flowed into her just by thinking of the ghoul, she was eager to see what he was going to reserve for her following their journey together. After packing up their rough little encampment, Cooper reached out to his little killer, a hand which she hastened to grab. The man took advantage of it to lure his sweetheart to him and kissed her as fully as he secretly desired since he's met her. The two companions had not expected such a turn of events but they were not displeased. They were even eager to see where this adventure would lead them.

[feralghoulie]

Note: First fic on Tumblr, Wahoo! Participating in Ghoulcy week. May 20-26, 2024. Credit to @GhoulcyWeek on twt for promps!

MINORS DNI 18+ CONTENT.

Prompt: Forced proximity (Day 1)

Summary: Trapped in quite a small closet. The Ghoul takes advantage of his situation. Ravishing the looks of Lucy in her blue Vault Suit.

Cooper Howard (The Ghoul) X Lucy Maclean

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Slick Blue Suit.

The stomping of boots was heard right outside the barely closed closet. Raiders squatting in the house you two had stumbled upon.

The closet was unbelievably cramped. The ghouls back against the wall, his hand held tight over Lucy's mouth. His opposite hand holding her tight to his body, her ass perfectly fitting into the shape of his crotch.

The ghoul knew he could very easily wipe the Raiders out with just a few shots. Lucy herself questioned why he didn't jump out. Guns blazing.Though he couldn't pass up the opportunity to grind his hard cock against her blue leather suit.

God did he fucking love the way her suit hugged every single one of her curves. Watching with still breath every single time she bent over. Anytime she had managed to hold off a raider or two, even just stomping on radroaches. Every single move she made, made his cock twitch.

Every thought he had. Filthy. Deep desire to ruin her smooth skin. Her sheltered mind. Holding back every single urge to drive his cock deep into her hardly touched, tight pussy. Absolutely destroying her sense of innocence.

Playing out in his mind, his scarred fingers pressing the pallette of her tongue. Gagging her as his fingers slide through her slick folds. Hearing her beg for more, knowing he was corrupting her sweet mind.

"What a dirty little girl you are, huh? Imagine what your dad would think. His little girl gettin ruined by such an old disgusting man like me." Her pussy tensing from his words.

His mind was quickly interrupted by the sudden sound of rapid creaking floor boards. More Raiders had entered the room.

Subconsciously he had been grinding up against Lucy's ass. She had tried to adjust from the tight grip he had on her, but was too scared to make sound.

He didn't care if the Raiders would bust open the closet. He could handle them. As long as she thinks she's in danger, he could get away with taking advantage of her.

Listening to the conversations of the Raiders, hoping they moved just a little further.. he grew impatient. Slipping his gloved leather fingers into her mouth.

She tried to make a disapproved squeak, but was too scared to alert them. He pressed his bloody leather fingers flat against her tongue. Pushing them very slowly back. Just enough to not let her gag.

She didn't attempt to bite down. Just still, trying not to make noise.

He adjusted the hand that held her close. Cautious, he managed his belt. Trying to undo the buckle. Undoing the button, and slowly rolling down the zipper. Slipping his pants partially down, he sighed in her ear.

He freed his aching hard cock, and pressed it directly against her blue suit. Cold against his warm flushed shaft.

She lightly bit down on his finger, not enough to cause pain. More so to alert him to stop. He didn't abide. Leaning into the shell of her ear.

"I suggest you don't act rash. Don't want to alert them, do ya?" He said in a low whisper.

She shook her head in defeat.

"Good. Now you're gonna take this. Whether you fuckin want it or not. And I'm sure ya do. I see the way you look at me out in that wasteland Vaultie."

He said grinding his hips against her ass. His cock rubbing against the meat of her ass and the arch of her back.

"I bet I make ya quite wet. Watchin me choke those men? Hm?" He said rutting his leaking cock faster. His fingers exploring her mouth.

"You don't know a single fuckin thing about this wasteland... I'll teach ya. This is rule number one honey."

He said removing his fingers from her mouth. Both his hands grabbing at her waste. Giving himself a better angle.

"I always get what I fuckin want." He drew out slowly. His voice so low it drew out a deeper southern accent.

Precum dripped down her backside. Giving him a wet friction. Holding back his groans, his straining his breath tickled her ear.

Her thoughts were spiraling. So morally conflicted with herself she felt emotionless. Her body felt like it was on fire. The way he held her sent waves of pleasure through out her body. Being used like this was something she never expected to enjoy. Paired with the fact that if they were caught, she would more than likely be the one hurt.

She couldn't focus on one thing. His voice was sending shocks through her soaked pussy, while the Raiders were sending panic through her heart. All she could do was focus on silence.

The ghoul could feel his release building up. Biting down on his lip to hold back curses. His grinding thrusts were becoming sloppy. His breath unstable in her ear.

As he felt himself reach his peak, he held her hips tight against him. Shooting massive ropes of cum against her back. Sliding down slowly as they set. He rubbed his cock in his own mess. His shaft effortlessly sliding around.

Letting go of her waist, he took a swift wipe of his load, and brushed it against her tongue. Forcing her to taste his spend. Twisting and pressing his finger inside her mouth.

Leaning into her ear, he whispered.

"You're in for a world of trouble sweetheart. I ain't letting this sweet of a girl go."

[feralghoulie]

Note: Ahhh! I'm not super proud of this one honestly, but it's okay. I was kind of blanking ideas for this one

MINORS DNI 18+ CONTENT.

Prompt: Blindfold (Day 2)

Summary: Cooper let's his guard down to be blindfolded by Lucy. He soon finds out, he's going to regret not being the one in control.

Cooper Howard (The Ghoul) X Lucy Maclean

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Lost Senses.

Cooper narrowed his eyes. Drilling holes into Lucy's wide smile.

"No."

He said in a stern manner. Crossing his arms.

"Absolutely not." He said rolling his eyes as her smile widened further.

Lucy frowned. Throwing her arms up in the air. "You're no fun! Fun sucker!" She taunted. The Ghoul staring back at her with an annoyed expression.

Cooper and Lucy had began to grow close with one another. Going from a shackled enemy, to the girl he can't get off his hip. Lucy brought out the deeply shelled happiness that still resided in him.

Wandering the wasteland together, Lucy managed to get a couple genuine laughs out of him. A light in a situation after she had experienced so much dark. Cooper occasionally cracking a joke to lighten the mood of mentioning her mother or father.

Though as much as they joked, Cooper was still a hardened man. Getting his boundaries down was near impossible. It would be easier to shake hands with a Death Claw rather than getting Cooper to open up about any of his past life.

It came to times like these where Lucy would have to relentlessly annoy him until he caved. She would get her way. One way or another at least.

Their tricky relationship had the added factor of sexual relations. The Ghoul having found himself studying her body. The sway of her hips, the way her vault suit hugged her perfect smooth skin.

He ravished her body like it was his first and last meal, and she enjoyed every single minute of it. She couldn't get enough of the way the Ghoul treated her. The way his fingers were rough yet so full of passion. Her soft lips against his. She cherished the feeling deeply.

Although Cooper had quite a high sex drive, Lucy was three times as worse. Every chance they got she would beg for just a touch. Maybe it didn't help the fact that he would tease her. Slapping her ass, whispering dirty things into her ear.

"If we don't find some cover soon, may have to take ya right here." He would whisper into the shell of her ear. Giving her ass a swift smack.

She would yelp and giggle, but never got the chance to enact her fantasy of being fucked shamelessly in the open.

Now that they had taken shelter safely in some old parlor. She wanted it. She absolutely needed it.

She insisted on trying something she had experienced in the vault. Her cousin using an old cloth to drape over her face. She hated recalling some of the things they did, but she didn't despise him.

He would drape the cloth over her eyes to restrict her vision, and touched her. It was a sensual experience and she couldn't get her mind off it.

Constantly fantasizing of using Copper for her pleasure while he laid blindfolded. Unable to see the bliss sprawl across her face. She wanted to hold his hands down and grind against his cock.

Slip it between her slick folds to tease his shaft. Forcing him with restricted vision to try and take control.

Cooper hated the idea. He hates being teased, and he hates not having full control.

With enough begging, he caved in. Pretending to be annoyed, but the idea alone drove him wild. He knew he would still have full control, but she would be in the mind that she was using him for pleasure.

Extremely excited, Lucy dug through her bag. Sorting through various items. She had stolen a bandana off one of the Raiders they wasted. A red unfolded cloth.

She grabbed it out of her bag and waved it around. The ghoul laid down on the dirty bed roll. Huffing as he did. His back was starting to feel the effects of constantly sleeping on the wood floor.

She approached him with anticipation, and tied the blind fold around his face. Removing his hat gently and placing it beside him.

"Don't overstep your boundaries Vaultie. Just cuz I like you don't mean i won't kill you." He said, knowing it was a partially empty threat.

"It's okay! I think you're going to enjoy this." She said caressing his cheek. Something she would be too nervous to do if he could see.

The ghoul flinched slightly. Feeling his heart pound. He was perfectly fine with intimacy. He could handle not being in control. Not being able to predict her next move.

Right?

He found himself flinching at alot of her delicate touches. She was trailing her hands around his body.

It was hard to touch someone as clothed as him. He refused to take any of his clothes off. His huge trench jacket thrown aside, but that was all he was really willing to part with. His vest hiding his life before war. A sense of himself from clothes.

Lucy didn't seem to mind this. She worked her away around it. Rubbing his throat with her fingers.

Leaning in and pressing gentle kisses. Peppering him with kisses anywhere skin could be exposed. Pulling up his sleeves, kissing his rough fingers. Careful not to venture to far, but just enough to find new parts of his skin to tend to.

He let his head sink into the dingey bed. Biting his lip softly as she palmed his striped pants.

Such a simple experience felt exhilarating to Lucy. A growing wet spot forming in her panties from just ftom exploring his body. The scent of the Wasteland was strong on him. A deep yet attractive musk.

His hands had been stationary by his sides almost the whole time. Finding Lucy's hips after she decided to finally straddle him. He gripped them tight. Pressing his thumbs into her dips.

She was grinding against his bulge. Slowly, but deeply. She thought about how good it would be to feel his bare cock again. To be fucked raw.

She let out a long content sigh. Taking her hands away from the Ghoul. He questioned the absence, but gave a discreet grin as he heard her start to unzip her vault suit. Uncovering her dirtied tank top and panties. Tossing the suit aside, she continued.

Grabbing onto Cooper's belt buckle and undoing it. Sliding his belt fin out and giving his pants a few tugs. Enough to expose his partially tattered underwear.

Their exchanges had been silent almost the entirel time. Lost in their own minds of pleasure. The Ghoul finally breaking the silence.

"Well c'mon now sweetheart. Move a little faster.." He said as Lucy rubbed her thumb against his clothed cock.

She huffed. "Last I checked, I'm currently the one in charge." She said in a mocking tone.

He groaned. "Don't get too cocky there sweetheart- I could easily wri-" He was immediately cut off by Lucy swiftly pulling his cock out. Loudly spitting on it.

"I'm in charge." She said firmly. Giving his cock a few strokes. Pulling his pants down just a little further.

"I'm going to take what I want. Not you. As a matter of fact! I don't even care what you want." She said feeling high and mighty. Letting out a small giggle, feeling proud of herself.

He smiled to himself. Holding back his own playful giggles. It made him happy and weirdly turned on seeing her come out of her kind and caring comfort. Taking a charging role in something so intimate.

"Well, my my. Guess I should be listenin to your commands then, ah?" He said in a teasing tone.

She raised an eyebrow. "Well.. um. Yeah! Yeah you should be." She said nodding her head.

She adjusted herself and removed her panties. Setting them beside her quietly. Straddling him again, she adjusted herself. Grinding against his solid cock. Using his tip to press against her sensitive clit.

He was taken off guard by the sudden motions. Biting down on his lip, letting out a low growl. His hands snapping back onto her hips.

She let out quiet gasps as she pressed his cock against her clit, grinding against it to find the right spot.

He was growing increasingly more impatient. Waiting for the moment he would feel the tight warmth of her pussy. As she pressed his head against her clit, she fought to get her shirt off. Throwing it aside.

She leaned forward on his flat body, and stopped her motion. Letting her lips part, his cock slid inbetween. The slick letting it glide very slowly. She braced his shoulder with one hand, and used the other to guide her breast into his mouth.

He quickly realized once he felt what was against his face, his mouth widened. Suckling on her breast, his tongue flicking against the bud. Switching between sucking and licking as she occasionally bucked her hips in pleasure.

Before switching breasts, she lifted herself up, and guided his swollen cock head against her hole. Not immediately letting him in. She waited for him to force his way in, tightly squeezing. She sunk all the way down onto his cock. Switching breasts and leaning closer.

She carefully tried to bounce up and down on his cock. Finding it to be a hard time to prop herself in this position.

Cooper was enjoying it. Moaning as he sucked and nipped at her. She took her breast out of his mouth and replaced it with her lips.

Immediately shoving her tongue into his mouth. This took him completely by surprise. They had never even kissed before, let alone made out. It took alot of intimacy for Cooper to kiss someone. Though in this case he didn't see it coming. Graciously accepting her offer, his tongue fought for dominance.

His hands helping her bounce on his cock. Pulling her hips to the rhythm of his eager bucking. Their lips parted and Cooper groaned.

"Good lord girl. You're fuckin pussy is so tight. You'r soaking my cock." He said pressing his head back into the mattress.

She only let out a breathy laugh in response. As his thrusts were starting to slow, she switched from bouncing, to grinding her walls against his cock. Letting his tip hit her g-spot.

She let out quick gasps as her climax started to rise. Gasps, turning into whines. Whines turning into strangled moans.

"Yeaaah. That's it honey. I can feel that pussy squeezing me real damn good. I need your fuckin cum on my dick." He winced, giving her ass a firm smack.

She furrowed her eyebrows, mildly annoyed by his interjection of dominance. Losing her rythem of grinding.

She swiftly removed herself off his cock, and kept his thighs straddled. She knew the orgasm wouldn't be as intense, but the satisfaction of pissing him off would be good enough.

Her fingers pressing against her clit, quickly circling and rubbing it. The slick soaking her fingers, the sound of her pleasuring herself surrounding in Cooper's ears.

He ripped his blind fold off, and narrowed his eyes. Watching her as she threw her head back in pleasure. Her fingers vigorously working her climax.

"You've gotta be fuckin kiddin me." He said watching with a lifted head.

She rode out her climax, huffing and catching her breath.

"I told you I'm the one in charge. And I say. You can't cum! Not from me at least." She smiled brightly. Tilting her hand as if she won an argument.

Climbing off him she hummed. Cooper following her with his eyes. Completely stunned by the stunt she just pulled. He grabbed at his shaft, using the slick she left behind to stroke his aching cock.

"I could fuckin kill you vaultie. I ain't going to be nice next time."

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Ghoulcy week, day six prompt: in sickness & in health.

Sneak peek:

As the door to Vault 33 opened, Cooper feared he was making a terrible mistake. Would they ever leave once they entered? Was this worth the risk?

He glanced down at Lucy in his arms, at her deathly pale face and sweaty hair plastered to her forehead. The infection was spreading and there was nothing he could do to save her. She needed medicine and her old vault was the closest source.

“Cooper,” Lucy whispered weakly, cracking her eyes open and wincing at the bright sunlight, “p-please don’t hurt them.”

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Ghoulcy week day 1 NSFW

Bonjour, cette fois on se retrouve avec le thème NSFW du jour 1. Ce thème est Proximité Forcée. Personne mineure ne pas interagir merci. J'espère que ça vous plaira. Cette histoire est aussi poster en anglais sur mon compte. Bonne lecture.

De toutes les merdes qui pouvaient leur arriver, il fallait que ce soit celle-là. Cooper s'était fait avoir comme un bleu, deux cents ans à parcourir ces terres, à connaître toutes leur magouilles tout ça balayer par Lucy foutu MacLean et son foutu cœur d’artichaut. Il lui avait dit qu'elle faisait une connerie en allant aider ces gens, qu'il y avait un truc pas net dans leur histoire mais non mademoiselle avait insister et il n'allait pas la laisser y aller seule. La petite tueuse était devenue une obsession pour lui au départ pour finir par devenir quelqu'un d'important pour lui depuis qu'ils voyageait ensemble, il ne lui avouerait pas cela bien sûr. Bon sang comment allait-il tenir en étant attaché à elle ainsi ?

Cooper allait la tuer c'était sûr. Ils commençaient enfin à se faire confiance, à échanger à propos de leur passé, de leur vie et comme une débile elle avait tout envoyé valser. Il lui avait pourtant prévenu de ne pas suivre ces gens et les aider mais non elle n'en avait fait qu'à sa tête et les voilà maintenant kidnappé et attaché. D'ailleurs qui attachait les gens ainsi, la goule était ligoté à une chaise tandis que Lucy avait été positionnée assise sur ses genoux ligoté à l'homme. C'était une posture fort embarrassante surtout au vu des réactions de son corps. Elle se souvient avec effroi des rires de ces sadiques à leur réveil, ils avaient pris sa réaction indignée pour du dégoût envers son camarade et s'était moqué qu'elle servirait bientôt de repas pour goule, apparemment tout ce que méritait une « pétasse qui kiffe la chair décomposée » dans son genre. Il fallait absolument qu'elle les sorte de cette situation avant qu'il ne comprenne que c'est tout sauf du dégoût qu'elle ressent. Elle commença donc à se dandiner en avant et en arrière afin de délier leur liens.

« Lucy » Entendit-elle grogner à son oreille. « Arrête de bouger ainsi par pitié. »

L'utilisation de son prénom ainsi que l'intonation de la voix de l'homme l'a fit se stopper d'un coup. La frustration la gagna quand même, ils ne pouvaient rester ainsi donc autant qu'ils travaillent ensemble, c'était sûrement leur seule chance.

« On doit trouver un moyen de se libérer. Si on travaille ensemble, on pourra y arriver. »

« Et ta solution c'est de te frotter à moi ? Crois-moi, petite tueuse, ça créera quelque chose mais certainement pas ta solution. »

« Hein ? Ça n'a pas de sens. Et puis moi au moins j'essaie de nous trouver une solution. »

Un coup de hanche provenant de la goule colla leur deux bassins. Tout en expirant un soupir de surprise, Lucy senti l'entrejambe dur de Cooper contre la sienne.

« Maintenant tu comprends le sens, poupée ? »

Tout s'embrouillait dans l'esprit de la jeune femme, elle savait qu'elle était prisonnière tout comme lui et qu'ils devaient se dégager de ce problème au plus vite mais ce coup de rein avait embraser ses sens et elle en voulait plus. Elle savait que c'était profiter de la situation si elle répondait à cette action, l'homme avait probablement eu une réaction naturelle et ne ressentait pas ce qu'elle ressentait. Cependant l'habitante d'abri n'en pouvait plus, elle avait déjà été attirer par Cooper en voyant ses films avec son père alors quand elle a mieux connu la goule et qui il était, son béguin était revenu et les voilà à présent lier l'un contre l'autre, leur souffle se mélangeant l'un à l'autre. La brune décida de lâcher prise, tant pis pour les conséquences, elle ferait l’égoïste, elle avait besoin de Cooper, un mouvement de sa part avait réussi à lui faire perdre pied, elle se demanda si il lui en accordera d'autres. Une seule façon de le savoir et Lucy tenta sa chance. Elle voulu commencer doucement mais son désir pris le dessus et les mouvements sensuels qu'elle voulait faire devinrent rapidement des balancement désespérés. L'homme face à elle était figé, elle qui aurait voulu que celui-ci prenne le contrôle et la fasse encore plus vibrer, ça avait l'air d'être loupé. Tant pis, la jeune femme était parti trop loin pour s'arrêter maintenant, elle assumerait les conséquences plus tard.

« Cooper » Ne put-elle s'empêcher de gémir tout en essayant de chasser son plaisir dans ses mouvements contre l'homme.

Ce son sut débloquer la goule qui commença à répondre aux avances de la jeune femme. Lucy foutu MacLean, comme si c'était pas assez de lui avoir fait ressentir de nouveau du désir et des sentiments après deux cents ans de simple pure vengeance, non il fallait que la brune éprouve le même appétit sexuel que lui. Pourtant, en la voyant et l'entendant prendre son plaisir, Cooper se dit que cela valait bien deux siècles d'attente. Il maudissait leur situation, il voulait pouvoir la toucher, la déshabiller et se perdre en elle sans qu'il n'y ait personne autour. Cette femme n'était et ne devrait être qu'à lui. Rien à foutre de son père ou de l'autre débile en armure avec qui elle était, il lui ferait oublier jusqu'à ce que seul lui ne réside dans son cœur, dans son corps. Si seulement ils n'étaient pas ligotés, ce qu'il ferait subir à son corps, si la jeune femme était déjà dans cet état rien qu'avec des frottements de bassins, il l'enverrait toucher les étoiles avec le bout de ses doigts.

Lucy devenait de plus en plus frustrée malgré la réponse de l'homme contre elle. Elle voulait qu'il la possède entièrement, personne ne l'avait jamais fait ressentir ainsi. Pas même Monty ou Maximus. Elle était déjà complètement trempée mais ce n'était pas assez, elle désirait ses mains, sa bouche sur elle, que leur corps ne fasse plus qu'un. Elle tenta à nouveau de se débattre contre leur liens mais ce fut un nouvel échec ce qui la poussa un lâcher un sanglot de frustration.

« Lucy... Lucy... Détends-toi... Continue de bouger contre moi, fais-toi plaisir, poupée. »

« C'est pas assez... Coop... J'en veux plus. » Gémit-elle.

« Ah oui ? Je ne te donne pas assez de plaisir ainsi ? » Ricana la goule

« Nooon. »

Ressentant la même frustration que Lucy, l'homme lui ordonna de se préparer à l'impact avant de propulser en arrière brisant la chaise en bois dans la collision. Quand ce fut fait, il enleva leur liens desserrer et plaqua la femme contre le sol. Il l'embrassa à perdre haleine tout en abaissant la tirette de sa combinaison. Ses mains s'insinuèrent dans celle-ci laissant une traînée de frissons sur le corps de l'habitante d'abri. Cette dernière rendit avec autant d'émotion le baiser et aida Cooper à la déshabiller tout en retirant après son manteau et sa chemise. Une des mains de l'homme finit sa course dans les sous-vêtements de Lucy, ses doigts glissant lentement contre ses lèvres, frôlant son entrée sans jamais y pénétré dans le but de titiller sa douce camarade pour la punir de ces derniers jours où il aurait pu l'avoir sans le savoir. Néanmoins un seul regard vers le sien empli de larmes le poussa à entrer son doigt en elle, son pouce venant se poser sur son clitoris où il imposa un mouvement circulaire pour lui faire perdre de plus en plus pied. Lucy n'avait jamais été aussi belle qu'en cet instant, perdue dans le plaisir, Cooper avait penser que la jeune femme fut sublime devant le Super Duper Mart mais ce ne fut rien face à la beauté qu'il avait face à lui.

Lucy n'avait jamais senti autant de plaisir, c'était comme si Cooper et elle étaient connectés. L'homme venait touché les endroits qui lui procuraient le plus de sensations, les allers et retours de ses doigts en elle lui faisait perdre la tête. Trois doigts dorénavant entrait et sortait de son corps afin de la préparer à recevoir le sexe de Cooper. Elle le voulait tellement, elle s'impatientait même, elle souhaitait ne faire qu'un avec celui qui lui faisait ressentir autant de sentiments. Ses mains cherchèrent son compagnon pour l'attirer à elle et lui murmurer qu'elle le désirait en elle. Comportement qui fit rire ce dernier mais il accéda tout de même à la demande de sa belle. Le plaisir qu'elle ressentit quand leur corps furent enfin lié fut tellement intense qu'il lui donna un orgasme.

Après plus de deux cents ans sans coucher avec quelqu'un, Cooper revivait en allant et venant en Lucy. Sa petite tueuse était vraiment un cadeau venu du ciel, ciel qu'il pensait l'avoir abandonné et qui était revenu tout lui donner. Une piste pour retrouver sa fille et Lucy MacLean pour venir raviver son cœur et panser ses plaies. Son corps et ses gémissements étaient divins et malgré qu'elle soit déjà venu une fois, la goule voulait encore lui donner des orgasmes. Que ces vas et viens leur fasse atteindre ensemble le septième ciel. Que cette première fois soit mémorable au point d'oublier les autres et qu'elle continue d'être à lui. Sentant le plaisir monter davantage en lui, Cooper accéléra ses mouvements et amena à nouveau sa main vers le sexe de la jeune femme pour stimuler son clitoris et leur faire atteindre ensemble l'orgasme. Le moment étant imminent pour tout les deux, l'homme repris possession de la bouche de sa compagne, il voulait que chaque gémissements et sons de Lucy aille jusqu'au plus profond de son âme. Celle qu'il pensait perdue jusqu'à ce que l'habitante d'abri vienne la raviver et la garder pour elle parce que Cooper, même si il n'oserait jamais lui dire, savait qu'il appartenait à cette femme. Et il voulait qu'elle lui appartienne en retour pensa-t-il avant de se répandre en elle.

Les deux individus ne s'étaient pas encore détacher l'un de l'autre malgré les minutes qui furent écoulées depuis leur jouissances. Ils ne voulaient pas briser leur moment et séparer leur corps qui s’emboîtaient si bien. Durant leur plaisir, ils n'entendirent pas les cris de douleur de leur ravisseurs ni les bruits de luttes qui avait eu lieu dans la pièce d'à côté. Leur surprise fut donc grande quand la porte s'ouvrit non pas pour montrer leur geôliers mais la silhouette d'une goule femelle. Cooper s'empressa de couvrir Lucy avec son manteau tout en la plaçant derrière lui.

« Eh ben on s'amuse bien le vieux. » Fit la goule que Cooper reconnu comme Camille, une habitante d'un village de goule dans lequel il avait déjà résider quelques fois. Camille était ce que Lucy considérerait comme une « amie ».

« Oh ferme là Camille. » Cracha l'homme

« Drôle de façon de remercier la personne qui vous a sauvé pendant que vous preniez votre pied. Aller rhabillez vous, tu pourras m'expliquer en chemin comment t'en ai venu à te taper une peau douce le vieux et elle pourra avoir une dose de RadAway. » Dit la goule avant de sortir de la pièce en sifflotant.

Malgré la gêne qu'elle ressentait, Lucy apprécia la douceur dans les gestes de l'homme pendant qu'il l'aidait à s'habiller. Quand ils furent prêts et debout, Cooper attira la jeune femme à lui pour déposer un tendre baiser sur ses lèvres avant de prendre sa main et l'amener en dehors du bâtiment. Cette action fit sourire Lucy, ils étaient peut-être fort atypiques et un couple que beaucoup n'auraient pas vu venir mais la brune, elle, était de plus en plus persuader qu'ils étaient destiné à être ensemble.

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Ghoulcy week day 1 SFW

Bonjour, voici ma participation à la semaine ghoulcy. Le thème du jour 1 en SFW est froide nuit dans les terres désolées. J'espère que ça vous plaira. Cette histoire est aussi poster en anglais sur mon compte. Bonne lecture.

Cela faisait maintenant quelques jours que la goule et Lucy voyageait à travers les terres désolées à la recherche de son père mais malgré ça, la jeune femme ne connaissait rien de la créature, même pas son nom. En fait l'homme ne lui avait presque pas adresser la parole à part pour lui dire quand ils s'arrêtaient et quand Lucy devait prendre son tour de garde ainsi de suite. La jeune femme d'ailleurs n'osa pas non plus dire quoi que soit, elle ne savait pas comment réagir face à lui. Bizarrement, elle rêvait d'une interaction plus social avec l'homme même si cela paraissait fou en repensant à leur précédents échanges cependant cet homme connaissait son père, l'histoire des abris et surtout elle en était persuader, un cœur tendre se cache sous la carapace d'acier de cette goule.

Cooper Howard, quant à lui, fut étonné du comportement de la petite tueuse. Sûrement le choc des révélations sur son père. En effet depuis que la jeune femme l'avait suivi, celle-ci ne parlait pas et se contentait de hocher la tête et obéir quand il lui disait quelque chose. Étrangement, l'homme se languissait de la voix fluette de la douce brune. Il s'était déjà imaginer l'engueuler et lui dire de la fermer aux nombreuses histoires qu'elle pourrait raconter ou toutes les questions qu'elle aurait pu poser auxquelles elle n'aurait jamais eu de réponses mais rien de tout cela n'arriva vu que Lucy gardait sa bouche close. Peut-être était-ce à lui de faire le premier pas vers elle, après tout ils allaient travaillé ensemble. Ces pensées eurent l'effet d'un électrochoc dans l'esprit de la goule, envisageait-il vraiment de briser cette ambiance silencieuse pour rouvrir le moulin à paroles qu'était la petite tueuse. Non il ne valait mieux pas, finit-il par se dire intérieurement. Toutes pensées à propos de la jeune femme se turent quand l'homme se rendit compte que la nuit était bien tombée et décida de s'arrêter ici pour dormir.

L'ambiance était pesante dans leur campement, Lucy fuyait constamment le regard de la goule et ce dernier trouvait ça agaçant étonnamment. Les deux individus avaient de plus en plus de mal à s'ignorer et à savoir quoi ressentir l'un pour l'autre. Du côté de la jeune femme, l'appréhension et la rage faisaient d'avantage place à l'admiration et l'attirance. Deux choses qui horrifiaient la brune autant qu'elles l'a comblaient, un seul regard vers la goule lui apportait réconfort et elle se savait en sécurité. Après tout, l'homme l'avait secouru quelques fois depuis qu'ils voyageait ensemble. Ce dernier d'ailleurs n'était pas mieux lotit au niveau de ces émotions envers sa petite tueuse. En effet, au début elle n'était qu'une épine dans son pied, un moyen d'arriver à ses fins mais il fallait qu'il se rende à l'évidence, la jeune femme occupait une grande partie de ses pensées depuis leur rencontre. Désormais, il regardait toujours derrière lui, être sûr qu'elle le suivait toujours, qu'elle aille bien. En quelques jours, Lucy s'était insinuer sous sa carapace avec sa personnalité et sa beauté, en dépit de son mécontentement face à cela, Cooper aimait ces sentiments enfouit depuis si longtemps qui revenait à la surface. L'envie d'entendre sa voix, de sentir sa chaleur et cette possessivité qu'il ressentait, pour l'instant ils n'étaient qu'à deux, comme si elle lui appartenait à lui seul. Cependant les deux personnes avaient peur du tournant qu'avait pris leur sentiments en si peu de jours et prirent la décision, sans se concerter, d'essayer de cacher au plus profond d'eux les émotions que l'autre leur procuraient.

Lucy n'en pouvait plus de ce quasi silence constant au camp, elle décida donc de le briser après tout la goule la trouvait sûrement déjà agaçante donc un peu plus un peu moins ça ne changeait rien.

« Vous avez un nom ? » La jeune femme se frappa mentalement la tête, de toute les choses à dire ce fut celle-là qui sorti...

« Cooper... Cooper Howard. » Lucy releva sa tête d'un coup, ses grands yeux bruns s'agrandirent.

« Comme le grand acteur ? » Son sourire fit place à la surprise face au regard de la goule. «  Non ! Vous êtes LE Cooper Howard. J'ai vus tout vos films une centaine de fois, mon frère se moquait tout le temps de moi parce que j'avais un énorme béguin sur vo...us... Euh... Je vais aller me coucher moi hein vous prenez le premier tour de garde d'accord ? Super bonne nuit. »

Sa dernière phrase fut dite d'une traite tandis qu'elle se coucha sur le sol, dos à l'homme. Elle n'arrivait pas à croire qu'elle lui avait balancer tout ça, il l'a prenait déjà pour une gamine avec tout ceci ça allait être encore pire. Franchement parfois elle devrait vraiment apprendre à la boucler. C'était vraiment la honte surtout que l'homme n'avait rien dit et ne semblait avoir aucune réaction.

Cooper était loin de n'avoir aucune réaction, sa petite tueuse était réellement pleine de surprise. Un coin sombre de son esprit rigolait se demandant si petit Henry savait que sa petite princesse en pinçait pour l'homme à qui il avait tout pris, l'homme qui était toujours en vie et seul avec sa fille. Savoir ça apportait aussi une sorte de chaleur dans son cœur. Bordel, deux cents ans à être fermer à tout sentiment sauf la revanche et savoir où était sa fille, tout ça balayer parce que Lucy foutu MacLean lui dit avoir eu le béguin pour lui, enfin l'ancien lui. Ça ne sert à rien de s'attarder là-dessus autant l'oublier et faire semblant de rien le lendemain, la petite en sera reconnaissante il en est sûr.

La goule fini par s'approcher de la jeune femme endormie, ça allait être son tour de garde. Cependant en arrivant à sa hauteur, il remarqua qu'elle était prise de tremblements et ne semblait pas avoir dormi à cause de ça. L'homme ne ressentait pas la douleur du froid étant irradié, ce fut un des avantages à être ainsi, la chaleur constante. Cela lui donna malheureusement une idée pour aider sa camarade. Jurant dans ses dents, il retira son manteau avant de s'allonger à côté d'elle et entourer sa taille avec son bras pour la plaquer contre lui et pour finir déposer son manteau sur eux.

« Qu'est-que vous faites ?! » S'interrogea-t-elle en claquant des dents.

« Je te réchauffe poupée, j'ai pas envie que tu meures de froid et je crois que toi non plus. »

Lucy n'osa rien dire d'autre, ses sens étaient en ébullition et elle espérait que l'homme ne voyait pas son visage rouge ni qu'il comprenne à quel point il lui faisait de l'effet. Le béguin était de nouveau bien présent dans le cœur de la jeune femme. Elle se raidit en sentant son souffle au creux de son oreille mais il lui ordonna juste de s'endormir, ordre qu'elle ne pu s’empêcher de suivre.

Au petit matin, après avoir fait quelques échanges de tour de garde, c'était le dernier tour de Lucy avant qu'ils ne doivent reprendre la route. Durant la nuit, elle s'était retourner pour être face à lui, la chaleur de son corps était toujours aussi intense et avait repousser le vent glacier qui était entrer dans le sien la veille. Elle ne pu s'empêcher d'amener délicatement une main sur le visage de l'homme et d'en dessiner tendrement les contours. Depuis la révélation d'hier soir, elle avait passer chacune de ses gardes à observer son visage, malgré les ravages des radiations la brune voyait et reconnaissait les traits de Cooper Howard.

« Tu joues à un jeu dangereux, poupée. » Grogna l'homme en agrippant le poignet de la jeune femme.

« Désolé... » Lucy voulu ramener sa main à elle mais Cooper la gardait bien contre son visage. L'amenant même à sa bouche pour embrasser son index nécrotique, sa langue passant sur le pli de la cicatrice qu'il avait causé.

« J'ai pas dit que ça me déplaisait mais es-tu sûre que c'est ce que tu veux ? Et ton petit copain alors ?

« Maximus ? Je pense pas que ce soit l'homme fait pour moi. »

« Oh ça s'est sûr ma petite tueuse. Que dirais-tu que je t'aide à l'oublier ? »

« Okie Dokie » Soupira Lucy face à l'intensité des mots et du regard de l'homme face à elle.

Autant Maximus avait eu l'effet d'une petite amourette dans son cerveau et presque rien dans son corps. Autant Cooper la faisait fondre et son corps s'embrasait sous son regard. C'était un torrent passionné qui déferlait en elle rien qu'en pensant à la goule, elle avait hâte de voir ce qu'il allait lui réserver à la suite de leur voyage ensemble. Après avoir remballer leur petit campement approximatif, Cooper tendit sa main vers sa petite tueuse, main que cette dernière s'empressa d'attraper. L'homme en profita pour attira sa poupée à lui et l'embrasser pleinement comme il le désirait secrètement depuis qu'il l'avait vu. Les deux compagnons ne s'étaient pas attendu à un tel retournement de situation mais cela ne les déplaisait guère. Ils étaient même pressé de voir où cette aventure les mènerait.

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Ghoulcy week day 1 NSFW

Hi everyone, this time it's the NSFW prompt of the first day of the ghoulcy week. So Minor DNI 18+. The prompt was Forced Proximity. Sorry for the weird phrases or misspelling, English is not my first language. This will also be post in French.

Of all the shit that could happen to them, it had to be this one. Cooper had been fooled, like a rookie, two hundred years roaming this land, knowing all their craps, all of it swept away by Lucy fucking MacLean and his damn tender heart. He had told her that she was making a mistake by going to help these people, that there was something wrong in their story but no the little miss had insisted and he was not going to let her go alone. The little killer had become an obsession for him at first to end up becoming someone important to him since they started traveling together, he would not admit this of course. How the hell was he gonna to control himself tied up to her like that?

Cooper was gonna kill her. They were finally starting to trust each other, to talk about their past, their life and like a fool she had sent everything flying. He had warned her not to follow those people and help them but no she did as she pleases and now they are kidnapped and tied up. By the way who tied up people like this, the ghoul was tied to a chair while Lucy was seated on his lap tied to the man. It was a very embarrassing posture especially given the reactions of her body. She remembers with fright the laughter of these sadists when they woke up, they had taken her indignant reaction for disgust for her comrade and had mocked that she would soon serve as a meal for ghoul, apparently all that deserved a «bitch who likes decomposed flesh» of her kind. She absolutely had to get them out of this situation before he understood that it was anything but disgust she felt. She began to waddle back and forth to untie their bonds.

"Lucy," she heard growling in her ear. "Stop moving like that, please."

The use of her name and the intonation of the man’s voice made her stop immediatly. Frustration ended up growing in her, they couldn't stay like this so they should work together, it was their only chance.

“We have to find a way to break free. If we work together, we can succeed.”

"And your solution is to rub yourself on me? Believe me, little killer, it will create something but certainly not your solution."

"Huh? It doesn’t make sense. And at least I’m trying to find a solution."

A hip thrust from the ghoul glued their two hips. While letting out a gasp, Lucy felt Cooper’s hard crotch against hers.

"Now you understand the meaning, sweetheart?"

Everything was confused in the young woman’s mind, she knew that she was a prisoner just like him and that they had to get out of this problem as soon as possible but this pelvic thrust had ignited her senses and she wanted more. She knew that it was taking advantage of the situation if she responded to this, the man had probably had a natural reaction and did not feel the same as her. However the vault dweller could not take it anymore, she had already been attracted to Cooper by seeing his movies with her father so when she started to learn the ghoul and who he was, her crush had returned and now here they were bind one to the other, their breath mixing with each other. The brunette decided to let go, never mind the consequences, she would be selfish, she needed Cooper, a movement from him had managed to make her lose her mind, she wondered if he would give her more. Only one way to find out and Lucy tried her luck. She wanted to start slowly but her desire took over and the sensual movements she wanted to make quickly became desperate back and forth movements. The man in front of her was frozen, she would have throught he would take control and make her feel even more, apparently it wouldn't be like that. Too bad, the young woman had gone too far to stop now, she would assume the consequences later.

"Cooper" She could not help but moan while trying to chase her pleasure in her movements against the man.

This sound was able to unblock the ghoul who began to respond to the young woman's advances. Lucy fucking MacLean, as if it was not enough to have made him feel desire and feelings again after two hundred years of simple revenge, no it was necessary that the brunette felt the same sexual appetite as him. Yet, seeing her and hearing her take pleasure, Cooper thought it was worth two centuries of waiting. He cursed their situation, he wanted to be able to touch her, undress her and get lost in her without anyone around. This woman was and should only be his. He doesn’t give a shit about her father or the other dumb-ass in armor that she was with, he’d make her forget him until only he was in her heart, in her body. If only they were not tied up, what he would do to her body, if the young woman was already in this state just with the rubbing, he would send her seeing the stars with his fingertips.

Lucy became increasingly frustrated despite the man’s response against her. She wanted him inside of her, nobody had ever made her feel that way. Not even Monty or Maximus. She was already completely soaked but it was not enough, she wanted his hands, his mouth on her, that their bodies would become one. She tried again to struggle against their ties but it was a new failure which pushed her to release a sob of frustration.

"Lucy... Lucy... relax... keep moving against me, enjoy yourself, doll."

"It’s not enough... Coop... I want more." She moans.

"Oh yes? I don’t give you enough pleasure like that?" Chuckled the ghoul

"Nooo."

Feeling the same frustration as Lucy, the man ordered her to prepare for the impact before propelling back breaking the wooden chair in the collision. When this was done, he removed their loose ties and pressed the woman against the ground. He kissed her until they were losing their breath while lowering the zipper of her suit. His hands slipped into it leaving a trail of shivers on the body of the vault dweller. The latter returned the kiss with such emotion and helped Cooper undress her while removing after his coat and shirt. One of the man’s hands finished his course in Lucy’s underwear, his fingers sliding slowly against her lips, brushing her entrance without ever penetrating it in order to titillate his sweet comrade to punish her for those last days when he could have had her without knowing it. Nevertheless, a single glance at her face full of tears pushed him to enter his finger, his thumb coming to rest on her clitoris where he imposed a circular movement to make her lose more and more her head. Lucy had never been as beautiful as this moment, lost in pleasure, Cooper had thought that the young woman was sublime in front of the Super Duper Mart but it was nothing in front of the beauty that he had in front of him.

Lucy had never felt so much pleasure, it was as if Cooper and her were connected. The man touched the places that gave her the most sensations, the back and forth movement of his fingers in her made her lose her head. Three fingers now came in and out of her body to prepare her to receive Cooper’s penis. She wanted it so much, she was even impatient, she wanted to be one with the one who made her feel so many things. Her hands sought out her partner to draw him to her and whisper to him that she wanted him in her. A behavior that made the latter laugh but he nevertheless acceded to the request of his doll. The pleasure she felt when their bodies were finally connected was so intense that it gave her an orgasm.

After more than two hundred years without sleeping with anyone, Cooper relived while going back and forth in Lucy. His little killer was really a gift from heaven, heaven that he thought had abandoned him and that had returned to give him everything. A lead to find his daughter and Lucy MacLean to come revive his heart and heal his wounds. Her body and moans were divine and although she had already come once, the ghoul still wanted to give her more orgasms. May these mouvements make them reach cloud nine together. May this first time be memorable to the point of forgetting others and that she continued to be his. Feeling the pleasure rise more in him, Cooper accelerated his movements and again brought his hand to the young woman's crotch to stimulate her clitoris and make them reach orgasm together. The moment being imminent for both, the man regained possession of his partner's mouth, he wanted every moan and sounds of Lucy to go to the depths of his soul. The one he thought was lost until the vault dweller came to revive it and keep it for herself because Cooper, even though he would never dare tell her, knew he belonged to that woman. And he wanted her to belong to him in return, he thought before coming in her.

The two individuals had not yet separated from each other despite the minutes that had elapsed since they finished. They did not want to break their moment and separate their bodies that fit so well. During their pleasure, they did not hear the cries of pain of their captors or the sounds of struggles that had taken place in the room next door. Their surprise was big when the door opened not to show their jailers but the silhouette of a female ghoul. Cooper hurried to cover Lucy with his coat while placing her behind him.

"Well, looks like you're having fun, old man." Said the ghoul that Cooper recognized as Camille, a resident of a ghoul village in which he had already resided a few times. Camille was to him what Lucy would consider a «friend».

"Oh shut up, Camille." Spit the man

“It’s a funny way to thank the person who saved you while you were having sex. Get dressed, you can explain to me on the road how you ended up banging a soft skin, old man and she can get a dose of RadAway.” Said the ghoul before whistling out of the room.

Despite the embarrassment she felt, Lucy appreciated the gentleness in the man’s gestures as he helped her get dressed. When they were ready and on their feet, Cooper lured the young woman to him to lay a sweet kiss on her lips before taking her hand and taking her out of the building. This action made Lucy smile, they were perhaps very atypical and a couple that many would not have seen coming but the brunette was more and more persuaded that they were destined to be together.