Love Me As If There Were No Tomorrow (Chapter 13)
Story by STRONG on SoFurry
chapter 13!
Lewd the snekdog!
Chapter 13: Something About Your Love
>You sigh in annoyance as you jot down the blueprints of the gun you and Pip made together at the Sierra Madre.
>Turns out the Brotherhood was so interested in it, they wanted to make copies of it; and maybe even improve on its design.
>So they asked for you to make a blueprint of it for them to use.
>Sure they offered a fuckton of caps and ammo for it, but making it was just so.....mundane.
>Going through each part, how it interacted with every other part and then sketching it all out was a chore.
>Seriously, this took ALL the fun out of guns!
>That shouldn’t even be possible! It’s like trying to go down a flight of stairs and getting hit by a vertibird! How do you even do that?!
>It has been about 6 days since you returned from the Sierra Madre with Gracie, Amber and Pip; and you have been at this for 4 days straight, sketching and making notes.
>Ugh, why do they need every measurement to be so...exact...
>Like to the nearest millimeter!
>You sigh as you think about gunsmithing and assembling weapons.
>Everything needs to be exact and quantifiable to create exact reproductions.
>You and Pip got lucky it seems when you were assembling this bastardization of a weapon you now have.
>A bastard of a weapon that would murder everything in the wasteland.
>You smirk as you got to the top of the blueprint where a ton of erased scribbles are.
>For the last few days you've struggled to find a good name for the gun.
>"The Bastard"
>A mix of energy and ballistic weaponry.
>A name good enough for you.
>As you jot down the name, you hear the bunker door open.
>Gracie must be back from her hunt in the valley.
>Her "hunt" is usually her gone for 2-3 hours, so she can kill some bark scorpions and gather random herbs or spices for you to cook her favorite meals.
>But it might NOT be her as well, not like this place was super well hidden.
>"Gracie? That you?" you call out as your hand rests on your riot shotgun that lays on the table next to the pieces of your "Bastard".
>"Yea yea yea! I got a bunch of bark scorpions! and some agave!" comes Gracie's cheerful voice from the entrance of the bunker as you hear her boots thudding against the wall as she kicks them off unceremoniously.
>You sigh as you think of the wall and how scuffed it will be.
>Wait.
>NO.
>You rebuke yourself at the thought of being annoyed at scuffs on a wall.
>That shouldn't bother you at all; after all you've slept in the same room as a human skeleton.
>Comfort might be making you soft.
>But as Gracie enters the combined kitchen and living room from the entrance of the bunker, you forget about all that.
>She has a happy grin on her muzzle, her paw wrapped around the tails for 3 or 4 bark scorpions.
>"Looky looky looky! I got a bunch! Let’s cook them up now!" Gracie says excitedly, thrusting the dead arachnids into your face.
>Who would have thought having a mate who can go invisible and carry a silenced weapon would be good for hunting?
>Regardless, you nearly fall backwards as a handful of dead animals are pushed into your face.
>You push them away as gently as you can, given the circumstances.
>"Good job Gracie, I’ll cook them up later" you say as you look at her and give her a smile.
>To your chagrin, Gracie's ears droop as she looks at you.
>"Did I do something wrong?" she asks, her tail starting to tuck between her thick thighs.
>You're quick to reassure her.
>"No! No no no Gracie" you answer quickly, waving your hands at her to reassure her.
>"I'm just...Preoccupied with this project from the brotherhood"
>She gives an aggravated huff as she places the bark scorpions on the counter.
>"They think they can just..." she starts as she begins preparing the scorpions for cooking, murmuring under her breath so you can't hear.
>As much as you're annoyed with this current "job", you know once you get it done you'll have a huge payday.
>The sound of her breaking the limbs off each scorpion hits your ears.
>this goes on for a while, Gracie's grumbling stops as she takes out her frustration on the poor dead bugs.
>you ignore it and keep drawing and writing notes, determined to get this done.
>As you sketch out parts and create diagrams, you feel an awkward tug at the hem of your shirt from behind.
>You sigh and look back to see Gracie tugging your shirt with her mouth, looking up at you with an almost pleading look.
>"Gracie, what are you doing?" you ask in slight annoyance.
>She looks up at you defiantly, softly growling.
>Your loving Snekdog gives a heavy tug, making your shirt tear a bit.
>"Gracie! Wha-?!"
>She literally pulls you out of your seat, causing you to crash onto the floor.
>As soon as you hit the ground, she's on you pinning your arms with her absurd Nightstalker strength.
>"P-pay attention to me! You're my mate! I need you!" Gracie pleads, letting go of your shirt and pinning you with her strong paws.
>"What?" is all you ask as she holds you down.
>Despite her being smaller than you, she pins holds you down with ease, although you aren't struggling much.
>"My heat hit three days ago! I NEED you" she pleads, grinding her wide hips against you earnestly.
>Your mind wanders to her rubbing against you at night.
>The subtle hints of kisses and gentle licks.
>And how you were so oblivious to her messages.
>"Please... I need you" Gracie pleads haplessly.
>You see her fidget and squirm as her nostrils flare; filling themselves with your scent.
>You frown, not at Gracie though; but at your own sheer stupidity.
>Sure, you had wanted to know when her heat would hit when you were at the Sierra Madre for...reasons.
>But when it actually did hit, you were so preoccupied with guns you forgot about her.
>Forgot about your MATE.
>Literally the only being she wanted to be with and you had fucked it up.
>You would punch yourself but you can't easily move.
>"Let me up Gracie" you say calmly, locking your eye with the pleading Snekdog.
>Her ears droop again as she lets you up.
>"S-sorry-" she begins only to be interrupted by you wrapping your arms around her and pulling her down.
>"Don't be sorry Gracie, I’m the one who should be apologizing to you, and I shouldn't have neglected you and your needs" you whisper apologetically.
>She wiggles her face to yours and gives you a kiss, grinding against you with her hips.
>"You get so focused on your work, I knew you wanted to finish this but...I-I can’t stand it anymore" Gracie purrs as she breaks the kiss.
>'I'm sorry Gracie, how about we get off the floor and continue this elsewhere?" you ask calmly, nuzzling her nose with yours.
>She quickly climbs off of you and helps you to your feet, then leads you to the bedroom, firmly gripping your hand in her paw.
>You allow yourself to be led by the now happily skipping Snekdog, her tail wagging furiously.
>She lets go of your hand as soon as she pulls you through the door, stepping to the control panel and pushing the "door close" button.
>With that, she looks back at you and for the first time you see a look in her eyes you've never seen before.
>A longing gaze, full of lust but also needed fulfillment.
>"I've wanted thisssss for a long time Anon" she whispers with a cute hiss, barely loud enough for you to hear, slowly gliding to you.
>You take her into your arms in a soft embrace, kissing her deeply.
>Her long slender tongue pushes past your lips and coils softly around yours as your hands begin unbuttoning her jacket and pulling it off her.
>She in turn, breaks the kiss and grabs your shirt by the hem and pulls it up over your head.
>You pull her shirt up and off her, revealing her small breasts.
>As you gaze at her, she shies away oddly, trying to cover herself with your paws.
>"What’s wrong Gracie?" you ask as you wrap your arms around in her and pulling her to you.
>You feel her shivering slightly as she melts into your embrace.
>"I-I’m n-nervous" she stutters "I-I don’t know w-why".
>"We can take it slow If you want" you reassure her, hugging her tight.
>She nods against you, then you feel she shimmy out of her pants.
>You follow suit and gently lead her over to the bed.
>"Lay back Gracie" you say assuredly, gently guiding her to lay on her back.
>Her tail curls around you as you lean over her, sliding one hand down her body.
>You don't have any real experience with women, be it human or anthro.
>In fact, the only experience you have is from your gramps giving you a bunch of nudey mags when you were young.
>With that and basic biology, so you knew...kinda how it worked.
>Your fingers slowly glide between her thicc thighs finding her slit already sopping.
>"Mmmm that’s good" Gracie moans as you slide one finger slowly into her.
>Her breathing is slow and full of short happy moans as your finger rubs and caresses her insides.
>You feel around dumbly for a moment with your thumb until you find the spot you were looking for
>Her clit is smaller than you thought it would be, but then again you have no real frame of reference.
>Gently you rub and press against it, drawing small circles with it.
>Gracie’s moans get louder as you feel her hot wet insides, tighten and convulse in pleasure.
>One of Gracie’s paws snakes its way down your body, coming to rest in a gentle grip of your member.
>The softness of paw pads is surreal as she begin stroking your member and you gasp at the sensation.
>Her free paw pulls your face to her and she kisses you once more, as your fingers explore within her while she strokes you.
>Gently you slide one more finger into Gracie’s wetness, earning a satisfied and surprised moan.
>You feel her hot insides tighten once more and her body shivers as she breaks away from the kiss.
>"A-anon... I w-want this in me...Please" Gracie says meekly, rubbing your shaft with a little more vigor.
>Nodding to her in answer, you pull your fingers out of her slowly, eliciting more gasps.
>You pull your hard shaft away from her soft pads; missing the warmth but welcoming the gentle hot wetness that is Gracie's slit
>It would be a lie if you said you hadn't wanted her from the very start, at least a little.
>Meeting her in that dank dark cave, seeing her naked and vulnerable.
>And even beyond that.
>The cave where she used you as a pillow to start, her showering in the brotherhood bunker.
>The two of you in Camp McCarran, sleeping together.
>All that patience paid off because now Gracie was wrapped around you, her tongue partially out as she pants heavily.
>Her eyes are locked on yours as you push slowly into her.
>She gasps at the sensation and squirms away from you, her paws on your chest.
>"L-lay on your b-back, I-I...I’m scared...Let me go my own pace” she half moans; half whispers.
>You nod silently and lay down next to Gracie.
>Your beloved Snekdog straddles you and places on paw against your chest while using the other to position your member against her wetness.
>Slowly she lowers herself onto you, letting your hard shaft penetrate her wet folds as she gasps and falls forwards onto you, her chest pressed against yours.
>"I-it feels g-good" Gracie moans as her wide hips meet yours.
>Your hands glide to her waist and grip her gently as her tail flicks across your legs.
>Her long tongue flicks out gently licks your lips as she begins to raise and lower her hips on you softly.
>You feel her hot wetness around your member, tighter than you thought it would be.
>Gracie’s paws trace your sides as you help guide her hips against yours, feeling the hot dampness that is her slit leak against you.
>Her low moans are accompanied by long sensual licks from her serpentine tongue.
>You feel her paws trace along your body as she sits up, her paws pressed to your chest as she looks down at you, lust and love filling her eyes.
>A pang of self-consciousness hits you as you remember your scarred face, so you turn your face away from her.
>But as you do, one of her paws guides you to look at her once more.
>"It's just you and me Love" Gracie Purrs to you in a long moan, dropping her hips against yours.
>You stare up at her, savoring the feeling of her body meeting yours.
>Her slit is tight and hot, her breathing rapid and steamy.
>She leans forwards once more; and kisses you, her arms around your neck as her hips wriggle against you like a snakes would.
>Your fingers dig deep into her fur and hold her soft plump ass tight as you begin to thrust up into her.
>Gracie moans into your mouth as you do, and you feel her body react.
>Sharp convulsions of tightness against you, her claws digging into your sides.
>You feel her pace speed up as her heat drives her, letting her lust get the best of her.
>You hold onto the thiccness of her ass and guide her frenzied rhythm, bringing her to a gasping orgasm.
>Her full weight falls on you as her arms and paws go limp, while her insides convulse madly; trying hard to wring out your seed.
>You feel her fangs bite into your shoulder has she grinds against you slowly, moaning deeply and sending those reverberations into your body.
>For just a moment you panic, thinking about her venom; only to see the deep green eleven on your arm, showing where she bit you and rendered you immune to her poison.
>After seeing this reminder, your hands grips her wide hips and guide her body.
>Gently you continue moving her hips, grinding them against yours as you slowly buck up into her.
>Slow and steady wins the race in this case.
>The gentle buildup of her tightness continually rubbing against your sensitive member is overwhelming.
>She leans her full weight against you, nuzzling your neck.
>Gracie's hips tremble as you guide her; her long tail wrapping around you both like a loose bandage.
>Your arms stay wrapped around Gracie as you feel your limit approach.
>"G-Gracie! I-I'm gonna-"
>In response she heaves her hips hard against yours, digging her nose into your neck and snuffling deeply; savoring your scent.
>Your arms tighten around her body, the same body you snuggled against for so many nights.
>Well no, the same body that used you as a pillow that you were happy to accommodate.
>This was different though. this is a mate's touch; the loving feeling between two lovers.
>Not the touch between strangers like that first night in the cave.
>You erupt, filling Gracie as she moans quietly in your ear, feeling her body on yours and the sensation of her insides milking you.
>Gracie snuggles against you though, keeping your shaft deep within her folds as she lays on you.
>You feel her fangs slide out of your shoulder and she nuzzles her snout into your neck.
>"Mmmm I’m so happy Anon~" she moans softly, still making her insides twitch around you.
>You smile and carefully pull covers over the two of you, dinner forgotten.
>"I'm happy too Gracie, I’m sorry for neglecting your needs" you whisper softly, rubbing your fingers through her fur.
>She moves her face to yours and boops your nose with it long snakelike tongue.
>"It's ok! Just don't let it happen again mister!" she teases, baring her fangs at you in a grin you think is supposed to be intimidating.
>Honestly it looks more silly than scary.
>You smile and act scared away.
>"Y-yes ma'am" you fake stutter out, much to Gracie's amusement.
>"Good!" she hisses with a happy smile before nuzzling back into your neck.
>You breathe deep and bask in your lovers embrace, as Gracie slowly drifts to sleep.
>Heh, this isn’t how you usually sleep, but you aren’t going to argue with it.
>You drift off to sleep yourself, thinking about nothing other than the lovely snakedog in your arms.