Erickson: Smut (Praise) Full Rare Pair Randomizer Masterlist Smut MDNI, NSFW content inbound Erickson x AFAB!Reader (they/them pronouns used, afab genitalia described) 1.8k words-ish
Warning(s): just regular smut for the most part. nothing freaky other than a notable size difference. I hope this had enough praise for y'all (insert that emoji with the awkward smile and a single tear)
Sole entered Erickson’s camp with a very specific goal in mind, and a hopefully helpful outfit hidden under their usual get-up. Erickson was intelligent, which led him to often worrying about things that he didn’t need to, such as Sole’s blatant attempts at flirting with him.
They’d been friends for a while now, and Erickson had watched with quiet admiration as Sole had explored the island and proved their strength and skill time and time again. He told Sole about this, and they’d been a goner for the mutant ever since.
“Hey, Erickson.” Sole called into the aircraft as they ascended into his usual spot, one of the dogs he was training rushing up to greet them. Giving the pup a few pats, Sole hears Erickson call back from where he stored most of his gear. Sole guessed and immediately was proven right as to what he was doing – organizing his latest haul from the last time he went out hunting and/or scavenging.
“You have returned yet again. Are you looking to trade?” He asked, his tone maintaining a forced evenness that confused Sole.
“I suppose we might as well do some trading before I need to leave again,” Sole shrugged, “but that’s not why I came.”
At this, Erickson paused his sorting to face Sole. Now standing at his full height, Sole couldn’t help but wonder at how tall he was. They eyed him up and down, before realizing what they were doing. Sole cleared their throat in an attempt to clear the tension that had quickly filled their mutual silence.
“Sole, is everything alright?” Erickson questioned. Sole nodded.
“Yes, I’m fine, but we are not.” They declared. Their cheeks went hot.
“Wha-what do you mean?” Erickson replied, stumbling on his words as he considered the implications.
“I want you, and if you don’t want me that’s okay, but I’ll be damned if I don’t at least try at us.” Sole sputtered out, each word more frantic than the last. This conversation had played out far more smoothly in their head, but confronting their feelings head-on was no easy task.
“You had asked me before if I was ever interested in humans. Is this why?” He asked, his hand brushing his chin as he stared at anything but Sole.
“Yes, and I am asking you if you want me.” They said.
“Well, of course. I mean, I have thought of it. We may not be compatible. Physically, I mean.” He said. Sole found out then that super mutants were capable of blushing.
“I’m willing to give it a shot.” Sole told him, eyeing him with what they hoped exuded confident intensity. At this, Erickson grasped at their clothes, his hand sliding to grip Sole’s arm before leading them to his very large bed. While he directed the dogs in the room to leave before closing any doors, Sole slipped out of their clothes, revealing the satin negligee they were too embarrassed to admit they’d spent weeks looking for. Their friends back on the mainland had been deeply confused why Sole needed a pristine lingerie set, but eventually they’d given up their prodding and Sole took the boat to Far Harbour first thing in the morning.
It was a rich, dark red, with black lace detailing and was easily the most decadent clothing they’d touched since the bombs dropped. So, it was perfect for hopefully convincing anyone (or any mutant) that this was a good idea. Erickson turned around and noticed the satin piece, freezing as his eyes trailed over how it accentuated Sole’s figure and just barely reached their thighs.
“Sole,” he’d said in a tone that made them think of someone witnessing a miracle, “is this… for me?”
“Well, of course.” Sole had said, echoing Erickson’s words from earlier.
He moved over to the bed in quick strides, laying back against the large mattress made of tarps, rope, and tires as he piece-by-piece removed his armour, Sole watching enraptured the entire time. He froze at the piece covering his crotch, his hands stalling as his fingers grazed the hem. Sole crawled over to him, sliding their fingers against his delightfully rough skin until they hooked under his loincloth. They looked to him, waiting for permission which came in the form of a careful nod, before sliding it off of his large frame to reveal an equally large cock.
If Sole’s mouth watered at the sight, they’d never admit it, but the sight was shocking and deliriously enticing all at once. “Can I…” Their voice trailed off as their fingers moved towards his member, asking for permission to touch him.
“You can do whatever to me, and I would be happy.” He answered, his hand pushing a strand of loose hair out of Sole’s face. Sole blushed, unable to help it.
They wrapped their fingers around him, their hand making a “C” as they failed to wrap all the way around his girth. Sole took a deep breath before placing an experimental kiss along the side of it. Erickson’s leg twitched.
“You are capable of great things with your lips.” Erickson stuttered out, straining against the urge to jut his hips up against the air.
At his enthusiastic response, Sole licked a stripe up the bottom of his shaft, reaching the tip and wrapping their mouth around it, lightly sucking at the tip. Erickson was reduced to grunting, though he somehow managed praises between them.
“You are beautiful, Sole.” And,
“You could fell empires.” And even,
“Joy has been ruined for me, nothing will ever top this.”
Sole attempted to push his cock further into their mouth, but the girth simply did not allow it. Stubbornly, they wrapped their two hands around his base and continued to lick and suck his tip, relishing in each grunt, twitch, and exclamation. Soon, they were stopped by Erickson abruptly pushing them off of him. He held them up as he caught his breath, his cock twitching against the air.
“I apologize, I was going to finish. It was too soon. You deserve more first.” He explained once he caught his breath.
Sole opened their mouth to reply, but all that came out was a pathetic squeak as Erickson turned the both of them around, knocking the air out of their lungs. He loomed over them, their eye contact leaving both unable to speak. Erickson placed a kiss to their lips, one that was unimaginably tender, then he kissed their neck, then licked their jaw, before continuing with a procession of soft bites and kisses until he reached their pelvis. Sole could not fully bend their knees due to the mass of flesh under them after he pushed their legs over his broad back and shoulders.
Sole learned that his tongue was as textured as his skin very quickly, as he lapped at their heat with a pace and speed that felt nearly impossible. He looked up into Sole’s eyes before diving back in, gently sucking on their clit which wrought out several moans from them. He continued, not slowing down until Sole’s moans increased in tempo drastically and their legs were trembling against his shoulders. Sole cried out as the pressure built and snapped in their core, their hands grasping at anything they could grab as they finished on his tongue.
Erickson sat up and wiped his chin with his forearm, “You are delicious,” he said as if drunk, words slurred and pupils dilated. “I think you are perfect, and I cannot give you up after tonight.”
“I don’t think I could either.” Sole sighed out as they caught their breath. When Erickson moved himself up to place a tender kiss against their jaw, they felt his painfully hard cock poke their stomach, and decided to do something about it.
“Beautiful human,” Erickson declared between kisses, “How the mutants ever thought themselves superior is baffling now.”
Sole pushed him away before attempting to flip them back over. Realizing their intentions, Erickson quickly assisted, holding Sole in his lap as he landed on his back. Sole reached two fingers into their mouth before wrapping a hand around his cock, adding whatever additional lubricant they could before attempting something they were not fully certain would succeed.
“You do not have to, Sole, if you do not want to,” Erickson told them, “I already received all I have dreamed.” His words only spurred Sole on, who swiftly lined up their entrance with his girth, and let gravity pull them down. It burned, but in a pleasant way, as Sole sunk down his shaft, one hand on his pelvis to keep themselves steady. Taking a deep breath, Sole let themselves sink to the bottom, his cock fitting snugly against their cervix, the pressure of which felt blindingly good.
Sole let out a whimper at the delicious feeling of having Erickson inside of them. After the initial pleasant shock wore off, Sole ground themselves against his pelvis as Erickson ground his teeth together, his large hands grazing Sole’s hips. Unable to wait any longer, Sole lifted themselves up before moving back down, placing Erickson’s hands more firmly on their hips to which he began assisting them in their movements. The sound of their bodies moving in rhythm with each other was lewd, but Sole loved it in this moment, mixing harmoniously with the deep grunts and growls of their far larger partner.
A familiar pressure built in Sole’s core as they bounced on his girth, its texture hitting all the right spots. Erickson’s cock twitched once, then again, sending Sole over the edge, his own release quickly following. Going limp from the strength of their orgasm, Sole laid against his chest as Erickson effortlessly continued his thrusts, making the tension that had built in both of them snap as they reached climax simultaneously. Erickson was careful to pull out, his release splattering against his and Sole’s stomachs as Sole’s own fluids coated their thighs.
Sole laid against his wide chest, breathing heavily in tune with Erickson’s own breathing. The super mutant wrapped their arms around his partner with extreme gentleness, bending his neck to place a kiss into Sole’s hair.
“You are unparalleled.” Was the last thing he said to Sole before he carefully removed them from his chest and onto his bed. He left for a moment, only to return with a pot of water and a washcloth. He cleaned up the mess they had happily made with the soft towel, being especially careful around Sole’s entrance, which considering their sensitivity post-orgasm was greatly appreciated. Once finished, Erickson cleaned himself off before joining Sole in his bed, pulling them against his chest, holding them in his arms in a way that made Sole feel loved and infinitely safe.
Their life on the mainland would have to wait, as Sole decided they would allow themselves a small vacation to enjoy a few lazy mornings (and second-rounds) with Erickson.