You ever get tired of walking the wastes? Well my whinny-ass friend, cry no more! Because I know a guy in the Southern parts of wasteland Texas who will sell any creature meant for travel-rides.
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He sells any for a good price from the common Radhorse to the popular Hayburner. He even sells & tames Bighorners, even Radstags. Any giant critter on four legs &/or extra, he's got'em trained and ready for travel. He's even got a buddy from the Arkansas wastes that know their way around a Sleipnir.
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Keep in mind these big critters are somewhat rare to come by. And these things cost alot of caps.
hancock and a trans man sole survivor having romantic, slow sex?? please please please include biting if you can i beg of u
thank u bestie 🙏 u feed me well
Awwwwwww, yes. Absolutely. Totally, I can do that. 😏
Gosh darn it though, we love sweet Hancock <3
I hope you enjoy!
NSFW below, minors please don't interact!
"Fuck sweetheart..." Hancock's voice rasped into his partner's ear, his hot breath spilling over Sole's searing skin as he gave another dizzying thrust into him.
"You don't understand how good you feel for me, baby."
Hancock felt the shudder of Sole's body against his own, and couldn't help the toothy grin that spread his ruined lips.
"John..." Sole damn near whimpered his name, the sound going straight to the ghoul's cock as he gave another slow, deep thrust.
He felt Sole's fingers tighten over his shoulders as he drove further into his tight heat, as his rough skin pressed up against Sole's flawless body, steamy and stimulating in the way he strategically angled his hips to drive pleasure into his partner's aching core.
"C'mere... Lemme taste you, Sunshine." Hancock leaned his head down on the next thrust, the remnants of his lips exploring the hollow of Sole's throat like he wanted to commit it to memory. He only pulled away to chance a glance at his partner's expression, the enchanting way Sole took his bottom lip between his teeth, his expressive eyes hidden behind tightly closed lids, his brows drawn together in pure bliss.
Hancock could watch him like this for hours and still never get enough.
Shit was somethin' else.
The ghoul shook his head at the thought, suddenly held hostage by Sole's face, by his light, sweet sounds, the all-encompassing feel of him wrapped within his wiry arms, the way his hot walls caressed his cock so lovingly, like all of him refused to let Hancock go.
"Don't stop..." Sole breathed, his eyes falling half-open, centering in on his partner above him, as Hancock's deep, midnight eyes, filled to bursting with affection for him. That raw emotion was enough to inspire an ache deep within Sole's chest that burned down to the rest of his pleasure-ridden body.
"Please, John. Don't-- don't stop loving me." He pleaded with a subtle thrust of his own hips up and into Hancock's contact.
"Fuck, never, baby." Hancock dove back in instantly, catching Sole's mouth with his, pouring desire into his tender touch as he resumed his dizzyingly slow pace, reaching as far as he could go and still not feeling close enough, not satiated enough.
"'S not possible." He moaned against him. "Gonna love you like this long as I can. Long as you can take it."
Sole's channel tightened like a vise around him, and Hancock nearly faltered, feeling his cock twitch in response to the intense stimulation. Unwittingly, Hancock's pace quickened as he felt his release building, as Sole continued to constrict his achingly hard cock.
"Ah, fuck--" Hancock hissed as a sudden pain erupted on his shoulder.
"Did, did you just bite me, Sunshine?"
The sharp pressure released instantly, and Sole began to stutter beneath him, his expression one of embarrassment.
"I'm so sorry, I-I just, I don't know why..."
"Nah, baby." Hancock leaned forward, nuzzling his lips over Sole's flushed cheek, "Don't you dare apologize for somethin' like that."
Hancock's head turned swiftly, catching him in a searing kiss, stealing Sole's breath and clouding his head all at once.
"In fact," He continued as he pulled away, forehead still pressed affectionately against his partner's as he quirked one brow upwards, "Why don't you do it again?"
