NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 38 (R18) (Poll)
The feel of legs wrapping around my lower body and someone's head nestling into the crook of my neck stirs my mind from its slumber.
"Basil~"
Turning my body toward the other body on the bed, I wrapped my arms around them and opened my eyes.
"Morning, Isabel."
I gave her a peck on her nose and pulled back to get a better look at her. Her more petite frame meant that she was looking up at me, and slightly concerning were her flushed features and her slightly apart mouth, small pants escaping every now and then.
"You feeling alright? You look like you have a fever."
"Huh? Uh, no. It's just, you know. It's been a while, and you and Tanya kept having fun without me. And you fell asleep before we could do it yesterday. And, and..."
I felt a slight dampness on my right thigh where Isabelle had her legs wrapped around me, and my morning brain finally caught on.
Reaching down, I snaked a hand under her panties before using two fingers to caress her mons, noticing how wet they were. Isabelle groaned before quickly stopping herself by biting on her lips.
I continued playing with her, occasionally slipping a finger or two in, gently teasing Isabelle to bring that slight dampness closer and closer to full waterworks in preparation for the inevitable. That and I just love the little noises Isabelle makes trying to suppress full moans from escaping.
Noticing a distinct lack of another body, I asked Isabelle where Tanya was.
"Where's Tanya? She's normally the one who starts the party in the morning."
"Uhm, she woke up earlier *gasp* and said something about *moan* imprinting on the new hatch of Radscorpions."
That makes sense. It's been three weeks since we got back from Vault 88, and one of the things we added to the base was a small clutch of Radscorpion eggs close to hatching. After returning, I altered our space slightly by adding an open space for any critters Tanya wants to keep here, so that must be where she is now. Tanya must have felt them being born and decided to spend some time acclimating the new additions.
"Pl-please stop teasing me."
I looked back at Isabelle and realized she was now red like a tomato. I'm not sure if it was from embarrassment, arousal, or both, but it was clear that she was teetering on the edge.
Throwing the cover off of us, I turned onto my back and heaved Isabelle on top of me, her ass cheeks sandwiching my morning wood.
"I'm feeling lazy, so if you want it, you'll have to get it yourself."
A few weeks ago, Isabelle would have been too shy and petrified into inaction if I tried this. She was still shy now, but almost constant sex and comingling with the bolder Tanya had given her just enough experience to take some initiative as well. As long as I don't push her too hard, that is.
Isabelle started by rocking back and forth, grinding her wet sex on my pelvis. After leaving a puddle near my abdomen, Isabel moved back. She started slowly grinding up and down my pole, mixing our fluids together and coating my cock in a thin veneer of juices.
The sedated pace made me want to just grab Isabelle's hips and slam her onto my cock, but I held back the urge. I had told her that she needed to do the work, so I needed to at least let her get past this first part. It wasn't long before Isabelle raised herself up, one hand on my chest while the other on my prick to line up with her pussy.
Once she had my glands pointed at her lower lips, she started to lower her derriere, taking my cock inch by inch until she finally bottomed out. I couldn't help but groan at her warmth enwrapping me.
"*Moan* Fuck yes."
My hands reached for her ass as Isabelle ground on my pole, drawing circles with her hips. Once she got comfortable with my length inside her, she lifted her ass and drove it back down.
Up. Down. Up. Down.
Isabelle gradually picked up her pace, letting her pert butt slap my lap, creating clapping sounds. As her speed increased, the panting escalated to groans, and groans morphed into full-blown moans.
While Isabelle rode me cowgirl style, I let my hands wander up, caressing her hips, then midriff, before settling on her fun bags. I loved how her breasts were just too big for my hands, being just the right size to squeeze. Her nipples were hard like diamonds and poking into my palms. Every time I squeezed, just a bit of her bazongas would overflow between my fingers.
"Mhmmm, yeah, just like that."
That's an order I have no problem following.
I kept kneading Isabelle's melons, occasionally changing them up by pinching her nipples, giving them gentle tugs, or giving the side of her chest a slight slap. It didn't take long for me to see that Isabelle was coming up to an orgasm.
Her body was getting hotter by the minute, pussy tightening down, the inner folds grabbing onto the sides of my cock. Occasionally, I would throw a thrust into the mix, changing the angle of attack and providing at Isabelle's weak spots. She rode me up and down a few more times before slamming her butt back down and cuming.
Her juices overflowed, and her body began to shake uncontrollably. The way her tunnel was undulating, combined with how her body shook, made it feel like her body was trying its best to milk a load out of me. And it was a damn good attempt, but I managed to barely just hold back from blowing my load into Isabelle's tight hole.
"*Huff**Huff**Huff*"
It took a few minutes for Isabelle to come down from her high. Both her hands were on either side of my head, her arms supporting her body from collapsing on top of me.
"Feeling better?"
Isabelle gave a short nod, still reveling in the sensations of post-orgasmic bliss. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how one sees it, I wasn't finished with her yet.
Grabbing onto both her wrists, I quickly flipped her around.
"Woah!"
Not really expecting anything to happen, I met no resistance and was able to pin her underneath me. Lifting her legs underneath mine, I then moved into a kneeling position on the bed, raising her back with me into a bridge position.
"You're feeling better, but what about me?"
Understanding quickly dawned on Isabelle as she no doubt noticed how I was still hard inside her.
"Wait, I'm still sensiti-"
Before she could finish that sentence, I pulled back until only the tip of my cock was still in her before driving back inside.
I was able to get much deeper than before in this position, feeling my gland rubbing against her cervix, putting pressure on her womb. Isabelle's mouth forms into an 'O' as her legs, already weak from doing all the work prior and an orgasm, collapse under her.
I made sure to support our current position quickly by firmly holding her back. This also gave me the added benefit of being able to change Isabelle's position at any moment, changing the angle at which my rod thrust inside her.
"Fuck! Right there! Yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss!"
"God, I love feeling you wrapped around me."
Isabelle was still tight as hell, her cunts vice-like grip only abated by the fact that she was gushing like a waterfall. The way her tunnel formed around my cock almost felt like being cocooned, as if her body was trying to vacuum form her pussy into the shape of my cock.
Having just had an orgasm not long ago, her sensitivity was off the charts, and I knew I blew past at least one orgasm from her. She was moaning up a storm now. The combination of her voice, her quivering body, and the sight of her sexy body made me rut into her like a wild animal. It wasn't long before I pushed past my peak and unloaded into Isabelle's depths.
The feel of my hot load caused Isabelle to tip over as well, and both our backs arched as we rode the bucking bronco that was a mutual orgasm. My cock spasmed every time it spurted into her, shot after shot of baby batter shooting into her oven. Her vagina spasmed as well, only serving to prolong my pleasure and urging every last drop of what I had in the tanks out.
Eventually, my mind gained a semblance of cognitive abilities, and I lay down on Isabelle's chest. Seeing her enticing breasts rise and fall with her breaths, I couldn't help myself but glomp onto a tit and let my tongue swirl around her pliable breast. Isabelle let me play with her while she let her left hand roam into my hair, gently combing it.
We could have stayed like that for hours, but the drying fluids and sweat all over our bodies began to feel nasty. We hopped into the shower when we both felt like we could move again. After another quicky, we cleaned ourselves up and got dressed, leaving the bedroom in search of Tanya.
It didn't take long for us to find Tanya squirreled away in the makeshift hatchery.
"Hey! No, I said NO! Bad girl. Don't chew on my boots; it's not food."
Walking in, we were met with the sight of Tanya grabbing one of the scorpions by the stinger and raising it to eye level. She tapped the arachnid on the head like a parent would reprimand a kid trying to steal cookies from the counter before lowering the creature back down.
I could see broken eggshells strewn across the room and a dozen 'little' scorpions running around the place. And by little, I mean little for Radscorpions. These things were half a foot long, not including the stinger, which I think would have been huge for my past life.
"Basil! Finally! Come over here and use your bullshit powers to get rid of these tiles."
Not understanding what Tanya was talking about, I just stood there with a question mark on my face.
"I- What?"
"They can't burrow through whatever this floor is made of, so I need you to remove it. And quickly! Keeping these hungry little buggers in check is driving me up the wall!"
Ah, I guess the scorpions would have trouble digging through concrete. Quickly entering the settlement build mode, I scrapped a good chunk of the floor in the nursery. The second the Radscorpion hatchlings noticed the hard concrete was gone, they immediately started using their legs to dig. Soon, not a single Radscorpion was left, and the room was filled with small holes that led to who knows where.
Once they were gone, Tanya released a sigh of relief and hopped over to us. She first approached Isabelle, grabbing the poor thing by the shoulders so she couldn't run away and kissing her right on the lips. The shyer girl only wiggled a little before accepting her fate and letting Tanya do what Tanya wanted. This was the usual occurrence by now, so Isabelle wasn't as flustered as she once was.
Tanya then quickly moved over to me, throwing her arms around my neck to pull me down so she could give me a deep kiss. Our tongues entwined shortly, Tanya letting me taste her signature wildness. She pulled away quickly, leaving a thin trace of saliva that formed a tightrope between us before being swiftly snapped in two and disappearing.
"Was it smart to just let set them loose like that?"
Before I could ask the same thing, Isabelle recovered and voiced what was apparently on both our minds.
"Huh? Oh yeah, they'll pack up and only hunt things that they can take down. You don't have to worry about them at all."
Ok... That wasn't what I was worried about. Thankfully, Isabelle jumped in again, so I didn't have to.
"That wasn't what I meant. It took a lot of effort to get this place back up and running. They're not going to run around and start breaking stuff, are they?"
"You two..."
Annnnnnd Isabelle isn't worried about the right thing either. You know, in hindsight, I should have known better with these two.
"I think you're both missing the point. More importantly, Tanya, will they go around harassing innocent people?"
That question caught Isabelle off guard before it dawned on her what a pack of a dozen radscorpions, even babies, can do in the wild. We both looked at Tanya expectantly, only for her to look slightly unsure herself.
"Uhhh... Probably not? I tried to convey to them that they should not hurt people, but they're kids, and kids tend to not listen sometimes."
I couldn't help but facepalm as I thought about the potential repercussions. Well, there's no taking the arrow back once it's let loose from the bow.
"Fuck it, we don't really have the time to worry about that right now. if something happens, we'll deal with the consequences once we cross that bridge. Just from now on, be a little more cautious about what you send out into the world."
The three of us then moseyed on over to the dining area, where Isabelle and I had our breakfast. At the same time, Tanya just watched since she had woken up earlier and already had hers. Once the two of us were done, I called for a meeting to examine our next steps.
"OK, we need to discuss what's next for us."
Tanya simply raised an eyebrow, while Isabelle was more vocal.
"What do you mean?"
I took a moment to collect all my thoughts and then laid it out for the two of them.
"We cleared out Vault 88 and got everything set up. With the bot convoys running resources between the Vault and here, even if they are done at night, sooner or later, someone will notice."
And that's not even mentioning Tanya's Radscorpions digging tunnels to connect the Vault and the metro system and the fact that we have a functioning production plant right across from Old Boston. I thought those were less obvious than an actual robot army roaming the wasteland.
"We have to recognize that staying unnoticed won't be an option soon, so I think we should take the initiative and announce ourselves on our own terms."
"So what do you suggest we do?"
This time it was Tanya.
"I say we start attacking raider camps. Take out the 'trash', if you will. If we can clear out the bandits near the airport and across the water where downtown Boston used to be, we can be seen as the local power and a place to rally around."
Isabelle, liking the idea, added her own reasoning alongside mine.
"And if we can secure the areas across from East Boston, we might be able to build a bridge that gives the robots a more direct line to here."
At the mention of logistics, Tanya's prior experience as part of a convoy came through."
"Not to mention, there should be at least a few metro stations in the area that my Radscorpions can dig to after they get to Andrew Station. Keeping my babies busy will keep them out of trouble. It'll help secure our logistics as well."
With everyone seemingly on board, I decided this would be our next focus.
"So it's decided then. Isabelle, see if you can get your Outriders to find us some juicy targets. Tanya, keep me updated on the progress towards connecting Vault 88 to the metro system."
"And what about you?"
Looking back at Tanya, who asked that question, I simply smirked.
"Me? I got some grinding to do."
Two Days Later
The three of us sat around the main living area in the RobCo facility. Isabelle had her tablet hooked up to the T.V. At the same time, Tanya sat beside me as we patiently waited for the resident engineer to connect the screen.
"Do we have a target picked out?"
Our group had settled into a somewhat calm mood recently. After all the fighting, adventuring, and exploring our relationship in just a few weeks, it was beginning to feel like we were getting settled in. But now there was some weird tension in the air, like when I first told Isabelle I was leaving her with Tanya to scavenge the area for supplies. There was an uncomfortable uncertainty but also an understanding that we were about to do something necessary.
"Yup. Gimme a sec. I'll link the feed to the television."
Isabelle moved off the couch toward the large TV I created through my abilities. Kneeling next to it, she pulled some wires out and connected it to the tablet she had built from the terminal all the way back when we were at the scrapyard. With access to more advanced tools and supplies in the facility, it was considerably upgraded and has even more processing power than a pip-boy would.
With my ability to conjure damn near brand-new electronics, Isabelle's engineering prowess, and the resources we had available at the facility, the technology was getting surprisingly close to what I experienced in my old world. After getting everything hooked up and turning the T.V. on, we got a birds-eye view of an old building near one of the waterways connecting to the bay.
"These guys are located near the Monsignor Plaza, about two miles west. It's close, they're a relatively small group, and more importantly..."
Isabelle then tapped on her tablet a few times, which played a recording on the T.V. The recording showed what were obviously raiders from their makeshift armor and weapons herding seven people in a line, mostly women, some worryingly young, into the building. They had chains around their arms and feet, and the only belongings on them were tattered clothes.
"They're slavers."
Finishing her sentence, Isabelle let the gravity of the situation sink in while she transitioned back to the live feed.
"I was able to keep an Outrider on them through the night this morning. I've been able to count 15 people, 8 raiders and 7 people being confined. They normally have a small group leave mid-day, probably to scavenge. Occasionally, a larger party leaves, most likely to raid a town or settlement."
The Outrider was covertly hovering near some abandoned ruins, monitoring a decently sized pack of raiders.
Tanya was the first to get the ball rolling strategy-wise.
"Should we wait for their scavenging party to leave so we have fewer people to deal with?"
I mulled over the pros and cons briefly before shaking my head.
"No, there's a chance they take captives with them to sell their 'merchandise'. I'd prefer keeping everyone in the same place so we can keep track of it all. It'll also make it easier to sweep them all in one go. We can't risk letting stragglers escape and joining another raider group to cause havoc elsewhere."
The girls nodded along, seeing the logic in my argument. From then on, we reviewed our intel, discussed our approach, how we would station the robots, and anything else. We ended the meeting, and everyone returned to their room to gear up.
I had set up some ammo workbenches from a mod and converted the material we got from Vault 88 into ammunition. With our water plant up, we're mostly resource-independent. The farms are taking longer to set up, but we still have enough stashed food to last us a while.
Tanya went to collect a team of Radscoprions while Isabelle went to check on the robots she was bringing. Meanwhile, I made sure my power armor was good to go and that I was loaded up on ammo and supplies. I also went over my stats.
The last few weeks since clearing out Vault 88 and grabbing the spaceship have been fruitful. I leveled up another five times and was now level 45. Despite my increased rate of gaining experience, I was beginning to feel the leveling process slow down. Five levels were still significant regardless, and I was now solidly in the late mid-game in terms of power.
Taking three of my five points, I decided to finally invest in Strength, which raised the stat from four to 7. I spent my last two points unlocking and reached level two in the Critical Banker perk.
Critical Banker allows me to fill out a crit meter based on the damage I dealt. Once it's complete, I can store guaranteed essential hits of V.A.T.S. At level two, I can store two critical hits.
While the bonus damage is a big plus, I really wanted it because crits in V.A.T.S. are guaranteed to hit. The downside was that I no longer could have critical hits outside of V.A.T.S., though I don't think that'll be too big a problem since it seems I'm more than capable as I am right now.
This was what my stats now looked like
After getting into my power armor, I left my room and met up with the girls. After a command from Tanya, the scorpions started digging while the rest of us left through the main entrance toward our destination.
