I do not like how obsessed with pre-war the Fallout show is. Way too much screentime is devoted to this convoluted, boilerplate conspiracy plot that Nolan and Joy can't seem to stop writing and it's frankly the least interesting aspect of the show.
Pairing: Nolan X Reader (Fluff)
Authors Note: I was asked by @dilfbatch if I could do some Nolan x Reader fluff, where in the reader has had a tough day at work and Nolan has planned a whole date night in order to make you feel better. I hope this has hit the spot for you. Also star Truck is kinda a play on words....as it's like "Star struck" but not.
Summary: You have had a rough day at work, you come home stressed out and exhausted, so to help you unwind, Nolan has planned a date night for you and it's not the usual date night of going out for a meal, this one is a little more special
The end of the day couldn’t come soon enough. Work was a nightmare, you were rushed off your feet trying to keep everyone satisfied while you did a juggling act with your sanity. It was hot, the air con was struggling to keep up and you had felt stuffy all day. To top it all off the drive home was filled with people not knowing how to drive and you had several near misses before pulling into the driveway. Near misses by people not observing the road or doing whatever they felt like doing.
So it was a great relief when you get into the house, kick off your shoes and flopped onto the couch, staring up at the ceiling while you enjoyed listening to the bird song outside. Something that you could only enjoy for ten minutes before you heard the sound of a pick up truck rumbling up to the driveway.
You let out a sigh, although you weren't really upset, you just knew that sound indicated Nolan was home. Usually you would get up and greet him with a cuddle but today you were too mentally drained to want to move from the couch and you knew Nolan would pick up on that. You heard the lock in the door turn, the classic boot kicking the door open and then a pause, probably wondering where his hug was before you heard him then put his bag down and make his way into the front room, where he saw you laying flat out on the couch.
“One of them days?” He asked softly, a gentle smile on his lips
“Oh yes…One of them days but I am sure officer Nolan has some stories to tell to make me feel less shitty” You grumble, knowing his life in the force was a little more tougher than your average job.
“Not today, I mean usually I would share a story or two to make you smile but I can tell you’re done." He replied.
He went to the end of the sofa where you were resting your head, got to his knees and gently planted a tender kiss on your forehead. It got a small smile out of you as you gazed up at him, finding yourself getting lost in those blue eyes, feeling a small wave of calm wash over you. For a brief moment at least, before you saw a small playful smile creep onto his lips.
"Oh that's not good. That smile signals danger, you're up to something and I don't know if I'm going to like it" You say, not really feeling like going out and socialising.
"Me and you are having a date night, you've not stopped all week and I think it's only fair you get to at least relax for one night" He says proudly, ignoring your grumblings "Go get changed, get into your comfy clothes, I don't care if its jogging bottoms and a hoodie you stole from my wardrobe, so long as you're comfortable, that's all that matters to me." He says happily.
“You don’t want me dressed up?” You ask confused
“Nope, I want you to be comfortable. You don’t need to worry about food or entertainment tonight, it’s all sorted” Nolan says with a big smile on his lips.
“Okay now I am curious” You say excitedly
“You’re gonna love it. Now go get changed.” He orders before stealing a kiss.
You get up off the couch and quickly make your way to the bedroom. You take off your warm work clothes and grab some comfortable linen shorts, a black baggy t-shirt of your favourite band and a zip up hoodie that you stole from his wardrobe, like he said. You emerge a little happier and alot more comfortable. You then pull on your trainers and follow Nolan to his truck, a Blue F150. Big comfortable and a massive truck bed on the back, which you often used to do a spot of stargazing from, if you can call it that. He gets the door for you, waiting for you to climb in before he then gets into the driver's side, starts the engine and rolls out of the drive.
You drive for an hour, Nolan telling you a few stories from his shift today while you listen to some music from his playlist, a curious blend of all kinds of music styles that are going and it often makes you chuckle how it could go from a pop song to a heavy metal song in seconds. You then notice the change in scenery from the tall skyscrapers of the city to the luscious green mountains and crystal clear lakes. He then pulls into a parking lot near the lake and follows a road onto one of the quiet lake beaches. Once the tyres hit sand, he finds a spot, turns the truck round so the truck bed faces the lake and parks the truck.
“Wait here” He says as he gets out.
He goes round to the back, unclips the cover on the truck bed and puts it into the back of the cab. He then gets into the truck bed and does some moving around before he then comes round to your side, opens your door and holds out his hand
“Would you like to follow me madam?” He asks, a glowing big smile on his lips as you take his hand.
You follow him round to the back of the pickup and find that inside the truck bed is a mattress adorned with blankets and pillows, a cooler with drinks and food inside, a couple of portable speakers and a tablet to watch a movie on. You gasp a little, impressed by the fact he had planned all this for your date night together.
“Nolan….this is amazing” You say softly
“No need to thank me, go get comfortable, relax and unwind sweetheart” Nolan says as he kisses you softly
You didn’t need him to tell you twice. You climbed in and got yourself comfortable on the makeshift bed while he started getting out the food and drink. It was all food that you would have at a picnic, cold pizza slices, chicken wings cooked in a Barbecue sauce, potato salad, pasta, the lot. He knew what you liked, so made sure there was plenty of it and he also managed to get a few cans of soft drink that you enjoyed. He had pretty much thought of everything, he even had some battery operated fairy lights along the sides of the truck bed, ready for when the night crept in.
“Get stuck in honey, I brought some paper plates along to save on washing up” He says as he starts piling up the food.
You join him, giggling when you both pretend to fight over the last chicken wing before he lets you have it. It may have only been finger food but it tasted amazing and was well needed after the horrendous day you went through.
"So what's for dessert?" You ask him as you lick sauce off your fingers
"Fruit, copious amounts of chocolate sauce and some marshmallows, just in case you want to burn some later" Nolan replied as he handed you a wipe
You take the wipe and kiss him tenderly on the lips, feeling him gently wrap his arms around you, pulling you close as you spend a moment in a passionate embrace, getting lost in his warmth. Eventually you pause for breath, he gently nuzzles your neck, giggling a little to himself.
"Feel like a teenager again" He says as he kisses your cheek before sitting up."Can I give your shoulders a massage? Help ease that tension away" He offers
“With those magic hands? You most definitely can Officer” You purr as he moves behind you, letting you sit between his legs as he gently places his hands on your shoulders and gets to work, his magic hands pressing and rubbing your tense muscles, causing you to groan happily, your tense shoulders now feeling more relaxed and you end up leaning back into his chest, his hands still working on those muscles.
“Magic hands” You purr, eyes closed as you enjoy his touch, listening to the little chuckle that comes out of his mouth.
You are that relaxed by his massage that you naturally drift into a nap, you’re not sure how long you have been out but by the time you come round, you notice the sun is beginning to set and you can hear Nolan watching something on the tablet.
“Hey sleepy head, guessing the massage worked a treat” He says playfully as you stretch a little.
“Worked wonders…thank you. Looks like the stars will be out soon” You reply as you pull a blanket over you, getting yourself comfortable and warm
“Yeah they will be. You fancy some fruit while we wait?” he asks
“Sure but just so you know…I will be equally covering it in chocolate sauce so it balances out” You respond happily.
“Oh no no no, let me do all that for you, you’re here to relax and unwind and I’m more than happy to supply you with chocolate covered fruit” Was Nolans response as he started to load up some chocolate onto some pineapple fingers.
He was a gentleman, there was no taking that away from him but at times you wondered what it was you did, to deserve someone like him. He knew how to treat you, how to make you smile and knew exactly what to do to lift your spirits, tonight being the perfect example and you didn’t complain too much when he, on occasion, fed you some fruit.
Eventually as the night descended and the stars emerged, you and Nolan find yourselves laying on the mattress looking up at the stars and noting how much more visible they were when you were away from the city, you also point out constellations and spot shooting stars while enjoying the serenity of the quiet location. He did have a movie lined up to watch but it seemed a shame to ruin the peacefulness of the lake and so you both opted to finish off the fruit and burn some marshmallows on a makeshift campfire.
It was the perfect date night in your eyes, enjoyable, relaxing and spent with good company, you couldn’t have asked for more. You were both reluctant to pack up and go home but you still had jobs to go to in the morning and you hoped it would be a better day tomorrow at least. You pack everything away, put the cover back on and get back in the truck to endure the drive home, one that you knew you weren't going to stay awake for and nor did Nolan. He put on some soothing music for you and before you knew it, you was out like a light, asleep the whole journey home.
When you come round, you can feel yourself being carried. You open your eyes and smile, knowing the strong arms carrying you into the house, belonged to Nolan, a man that seemed to just get you, made you feel comfortable and loved. A perfect end to a perfect night.
Warnings: This is the third time of writing some absolute filth, I am still learning the ways of smut, so by all means happy for helpful critique. Anyway mentions of some Oral shindigs and sex.
Rating: Very much an R here people.
Summary: It's the annual get together and after the dismal performance from last year, you were determined to make up for it and put your team on top once more but there was an obstacle in the shape of Johnathan Nolan.
It was the annual get together for the Mid Wilshire division, a night where all departments would come together and partake in getting to know their fellow man, building friendships and connections and partaking in some friendly competition in whatever sport was available in the venue of choice.
Last year it was bowling, which you sucked miserably at and part of the reason why the K9 unit came last,but this year, they chose to go to a sports bar, and luckily there was a pool table. A lot of those you work with don’t expect you to pick up a cue and sink some pool balls but those that knew you, knew not to challenge you. You would be their secret weapon.
A casual dress was all that was required, you threw on some ripped, black skinny jeans, a white cropped top to show off your toned midriff, Black and white hi-tops, a Blue plaid shirt and a Blue Dodgers snapback. These were essentially your comfy clothes but tonight they would be your game winners.
You were informed that some of the new recruits and T.O’s of patrol were attending tonight, a perfect opportunity to redeem yourself of last year's mistakes. You hung around the pool table on purpose, weighing up the competition.The Rookies then started to filter in and sure enough they were round the pool table, showing off and trying to prove themselves in front of everyone else, including their T.O’s and superior officers.
This bunch seemed cocky and you felt now was the perfect time to bring them down a peg or two. You chose the confident ones first, the ones who thought they knew what they were doing till you took them apart with trick shot after trick shot, embarrassing them in front of everyone that was watching. You then blew the chalk off the tip of the cue and pointed at the one that was cocky, inviting them to challenge you, they accepted and in next to no time you were putting them in their place. It was a clean sweep and as you chalk your cue again, you noticed a crowd forming around the table, hearing people mock the rookies, telling them that the K9 unit came in last place last year and that they were being embarrassed. Not that you cared.
One by one they fell, the most they potted was two before you got to work, taking them apart in minutes and enjoying the look of disbelief on their faces. It wasn’t much of a challenge but at least you were regaining some respect from your unit. You then challenged the T.O’s, Lopez was the first, she had moves but not enough to stop you and soon fell by the wayside, she was closely followed by Harper, another who had a bit more skill and a few trick shots up her sleeve but still you stood. Then there was Bradford, not easy to read, confident and even put a hundred dollars on himself to win. It was like a red flag to a bull for you. You had a point to prove and proven it was. Sure, he obviously spent time at the table, was a lot tougher and had a few more shots that he pulled off but he too fell and when he did, there was a raucous cheer that erupted from the K9 unit.
“Yeah yeah alright!” Tim growled as he gave you money and disappeared into the crowd.
“Anyone else fancy their chances?!” You call out as you chalk your cue
There was a moment of pause before the usual chatter continued. You thought you was done, that your pride had been restored and the K9 unit was back on top, that was before you heard his voice.
“I’ll have a go”
You look up from the cue and see him staring back at you, a smile on his lips and his blue eyes glancing over you; Nolan. Wearing an open light blue shirt, Black t-shirt,stonewashed jeans and black boots to finish off the look.
You knew each other, had the pleasure of working with each other a few times and built up a friendship, even if he was a little flirty sometimes. He’d come by occasionally with lunch or to see how you and Bandit were doing. Often you joked about it being an excuse to come give Bandit some fuss but you could see a mischievous glint in his eye which suggested differently.
“Alright big guy, brace your ass for a good pounding” You teased with a smirk on your lips
“Ooh you promise?” Nolan replied with a wicked grin on his lips.
"Oh I promise" You reply as your hand slowly runs down the cue from the tip, down the shaft and rests on the wrap where you feel comfortable holding it “Give you a head start, I’ll break first”
You blow off the excess chalk on the tip and lean down over the table, taking aim and weighing up in your mind if you should go easy on him. You decide to make things interesting and take your shot, hitting the triangle of balls gently so that they break but don't scatter too far, a precarious position but not a hard one to get out of. Nolan looked at you and then did the infamous raise of the eyebrow, the one that always made things twitch and right on cue, it did exactly that, causing you to bite your lip.
He grabbed the chalk from off the table with his massive paw like hand, glanced your way and began to gently caress the tip with the chalk cube, making slow circular motions before placing it back down on the table and gently blowing the excess off the tip he then took his position, leaned over the table and took his shot, breaking the group up a little more, causing a striped ball to roll into the middle left pocket.
“Let’s get this party started” He says playfully, wiggling his eyebrows directly at you.
You watched the way he moved around the table, calculating his shots and making it look effortless but you weren't too worried. Everytime he glanced over at you, you would do something to distract him or put him off entirely, it ranged from doing lewd gestures with the cue, to biting your finger in a seductive manner. You could see he was desperately trying to concentrate but eventually he caved and missed a shot.
“Looks like it’s my time to shine” You say, knowing he was going to resort to desperate measures to put you off. You were prepared but at the same time you were intrigued by what his game plan would be.
And so it began, the endless attempts to put you off. It began with circling the table like a shark, watching your every shot intently, then it moved on to him mimicking your movements and doing things with the cue to get your attention, subtle lewd things that he knew you would notice and although it was distracting, it didn't slow you down, you still had a point to prove.
Then it came down to him standing beside you, getting down to your level when you took a shot and whispering some outrageously filthy innuendos, things like "The way you stroke that cue stick, makes me think you had practice" Or "Promise to hit my balls like that?" Things that would get him slapped by any other woman, but not you, you knew you had got under his skin and this was a ploy.
You were down to the last ball and as you lined up your shot, he decided to walk behind you, his hand subtly stroking your ass before he took his place beside you.
"You pot the black, you can not only win it for the K9 unit but I'll let you punish me in whatever way you see fit. He said softly
"And if I don't?" You ask
"I'll make sure you'll be the one screaming my name tonight" He growled softly, making his intentions very clear.
"Alright…let me add to that. I win, we go off and blow off some steam but you're going to be screaming my name first, you win and we will do it your way" You reply with a wink.
His eyebrows raised before a wicked grin appeared on his lips.
"Deal"
You then lick your lips, chalk the tip of the cue while running your hand slowly down the shaft, your fingers delicately caressing the wood. You can feel his eyes on you, watching your movements and you can sense that things were getting a bit tight for him. You smirk and then lean over the table, lining up your shot, knowing it all rests on this. You could cut the tension with a knife.
You then take a breath and take the shot.
The white ball rolled towards the black ball, hitting it with enough force to pot it, slowly into the top right pocket. The K9 unit cheered and barked while the rookies walked away grumbling and blaming each other, all but Nolan who stood on the other side of the table, humbly defeated and keeping his eyes on you, watching you as you smirk at him and fold your arms across your chest before signalling with your eyes, to meet you in the parking lot. You disappear through the crowd and head out to the parking lot, making your way over to your customised pick up, a stand out Black with Red trim Ford Raptor. You press the button to unlock it and as you reach for the driver's door you feel a presence behind you and before you know it, you’re being pushed up against your own car by none other than Nolan.
“Oh I really got under your skin” You purr
“Oh yeah…you knew exactly what you were doing” He growled as he studied you, running a finger under your chin and tilting your head up to look at him “But I promised to deliver on a deal, so where are you taking me?”
“Away from prying eyes in the back of the truck” You reply, biting your lip as you notice the hungry look in his eyes.
“The truck?” He asks, a little surprised
“Yeah…It’s that or go home and you get attacked by Bandit because he thinks you’re attacking me” You reply
“I have been in the back of trucks, they are not comfy” He replies
“Well you ain’t been in the back of mine, I got a comfy bed all setup…and it needs christening” You reply cheekily.
“Truck it is” He responded before he made his way to the passenger side and climbed in
You took a moment to compose yourself before you climbed into the drivers side and started the engine. You had a spot in mind, a private beach owned by a friend of yours, somewhere you go to regularly when you feel the urge to escape the rat race and gain some sanity back. It wasn’t far from the sports bar, ten minutes to be precise but it was a long ten minutes and when you did finally get to the beach, all that sexual tension that was built up in the bar could finally be released.
As soon as you put the car into park you quickly undone your seatbelt and expertly manoeuvred yourself into position, plopping yourself onto Nolans lap and copping a feel of his bulge, giving him a wild grin. That's when he reached up, grabbed a fistful of your top and pulled you down into a searing kiss, your lips pressing against each other over and over again before you parted your lips slightly, just enough to let his tongue slip in and explore, tasting and swiping with your own.
You could feel his hands slip under your top, his fingers sneaking underneath your bra, gently caressing and teasing your nipples, causing a gasp to fall from your lips. You wrap your arms around his neck, pushing yourself against him as you deepen the kiss further, craving more as you both fight for dominance. Eventually you concede, breaking the kiss so you can catch your breath but you knew this wasn’t over as you felt his fingers work their way to your spine, tip toeing down to the small of your back, causing your skin to erupt into goosebumps before those once delicate fingers reached down and grabbed your ass, giving it a firm squeeze and causing you to catch his hungry gaze with your lustful eyes.
There was no need for words, you both knew how this was going to play out and there was no need to draw it out longer than it should. You made the first move, climbing off his lap and into the back. You expertly manoeuvred through the small gap at the front and onto the makeshift bed that you had set up in the back. You were kicking off your shoes while he opened the passenger side door, slipping out as he made his way round to the back.
You start to unbutton your jeans, trying to wriggle yourself free before he throws the door open, pausing momentarily as he drinks in the sight before him. He then helps you, grabbing the legs of your jeans and pulling them off.
"How private did you say this beach was?" He asks as his hands gently begin to caress your ankles
"I'm the only one here who has access" You reply.
You then noticed the wild smile growing on his lips and before you knew it, he had grabbed your ankles and pulled you towards the door. You go to sit up but his hand gently pushes you back down, flat on the bed.
"Just relax and enjoy yourself" You hear him say as he hooks his fingers into your black panties, pulling them down your legs and throwing them into the cabin.
You giggle with nervous anticipation and before you know it, he carefully parted your legs and plunged his tongue into your silky cavern. You jolt a little, toes curling as you feel him explore, tasting you and teasing your sweet spot. You grip the seats tightly as little moans fall from your mouth, your hand reaching down to grab his hair, fingers getting knotted as you try desperately to wrestle back control of yourself but the man has a hold over you. Each flick or swipe of the tongue sent you closer to ecstasy.
He had you in the palm of his hand, causing your body to squirm as your senses become awash with pleasure and just as he brought you to the brink of ecstasy, he retracted his tongue, leaving you gasping and wanting more.
You were about to protest when you felt his lips begin to gently kiss your stomach and once he had you relaxed, he began to slowly crawl across the makeshift bed, trailing kisses from the stomach up before his eyes met yours again. You can feel your breath hitch in your throat as he leans down and kisses you tenderly, his lips pressing against yours, again and again, sliding between your legs before he pushes himself up onto his knees, his hands reaching down to his belt. You push up onto your elbows and swallow hard, watching him wrestle with his belt, popping the buckle open and loosening the belt. You lick your lips in anticipation as he reaches for his jeans, unfastening the top button before unzipping his fly. You chuckle, reaching for his waistband, helping him push his jeans down. You can see his bulge protruding from his boxers and you sneakily run your hands over his engorged package, causing a tiny growl to escape his lips.
“Oh no. Are you going to punish me, Officer Nolan?” You asks playfully while biting the top of your index finger.
“Damn straight I am” He growled as he pushed his boxers down, springing his dick free
You catch sight of it, gasping a little at its size before he pushes you back down, one hand sliding underneath your bra, his fingers teasing and caressing a nipple of his choosing. You arch your back as your senses spark to life, tingling with illicit joy, a distraction while his other hand glides along the top of your leg, hooking under your knee and wrapping it around his waist. He continues to tease and caress your breast, working you into a frenzy before he seizes his moment.
He leans down, claims your lips with his own and slowly enters you with his hardened cock, filling you up, causing an audible moan to escape your lips as you feel your walls begin to stretch and adjust to his size. You wrap your other leg around his waist, pushing him in deeper. You both took a moment to process what was happening, before eventually he started to roll his hips. Starting slow, breaking you in gently as he bites and nips at your neck, causing your body to feel electric, your walls clamping around him which makes him moan softly against your ear.
You grip his shoulders as he gets into a rhythm, feeling him hit your spot, over and over again, sending your head spinning as you feel waves of pleasure begin to wash over you. Little moans fall from your lips as you dig your nails into his shoulder, driving him into a frenzy as he increases his tempo, his thrusts becoming more powerful, so much so that it was beginning to rock the cabin but you didn’t care, you was busy floating in a river of ecstasy, your body coming alive as you feel him pound your spot over and over again as ripples of pleasure course through your body.
It was clear that he had one thing set in his mind, he wanted your sweet release, to feel your nectar wash over him while he listened to your cries of pleasure. He was driven, motivated by the way your body reacted to him, wanting more as you battled to hold on to the euphoric state that you were in, helped by the gentle rhythmic rocking of the cabin. Then as you feel your orgasm start to peek, he slowed his pace down, his lips finding yours again while his hands gently run down your sides.
“Fancy finishing on top?” He whispered softly in your ear as he gently nibbled your earlobe
“Sure…always fancied taking you for a ride” You pant softly while smiling playfully
He smiles, gently nibbling your neck before you both clumsily switch positions, limbs going everywhere before you eventually find yourself on top of him, straddling him while your hands rest on his shoulders. You pause to absorb the moment, enjoying the view of him under you. You feel his hands track down to your hips, his delicate touch sending a shiver up your spine as you bite your lip. You hold his gaze for a moment before you make the move, guiding his tip to your entrance as he carefully pushes his way in, your walls reacting to this intrusion, twitching and stretching to accommodate him once more.
Within moments you’re riding him, a slow gentle pace to begin in order to break him in before you caught up with the pleasurable sensation that courses through your core, craving your own sweet release as you rock back and forth, sliding up and down his shaft, his tip hitting your spot over and over again before you suddenly feel the wave of pleasure intensify, your body trembling as you become undone, the intensity of your orgasm causing you to cry out as you feel your juices ooze down his shaft.
You ride the blissful waves that follow after as well as feeling him fill you with his seed, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he let out a low satisfied groan. He pulls you down to rest on top of him, your breathing beginning to even out as you bask in the afterglow, finally being able to enjoy listening to the waves crash against the shore. You feel him then gently wrap an arm around your waist, an easy smile on his lips as he starts to come down from his lust fueled high.
“So…..since you won and all….any chance for a rematch?” Nolan asked softly as he gently stroked your back
“For you? Any time, however, I know a better place to play pool.” You reply
“And where would that be?” Nolan asked
“My place…and next time we play, we play strip pool.”
I started this way back in March but due to my brain being the easily distracted kind, it took me 9 months, off and on to finally complete.
Go me.
So yes, as a piece I thought I’d combine the two Fillion Characters I enjoyed/enjoying the most to sort of....Just do something Fillion related. I have no story behind this, no meaning, nothing. Literally wanted to draw Fillions pretty face as my two favourite characters.
