The Cursekeeper

Bushes

This chapter is rated M for sexual content.  Bits of fluff included.

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Once Arthur was certain the feed to his acorn eye and both their ear coms were turned off, he practically tackled O'Callaghan onto Rose's queen sized bed.  It made her laugh as he kissed her all over, enveloping her in his arms fully as he lazed on top of her.

"I missed you so much!" Arthur breathed loudly before planting another big smooch on her lips.

"I missed you too," she whined, seemingly absorbing all his affections with a hungry need.

The couple couldn't get their clothes and Pip Boys off fast enough but once every item on them were in piles on the floor, Arthur looked down at his naked wife in shock.  Her body was covered in scars...and her public hair was made out of tiny little white, curly leaves.  He wasn't sure which oddity he should focus on first.

"What's wrong?" O'Callaghan asked.

He frowned a little before looking into her eyes, deciding to focus on the scars first.  "Oh honey," he mumbled sadly, bending down to kiss a scar on her shoulder.  "You got boo boo's."

O'Callaghan burst out laughing as she threw her head back.  "Boo boo's?" she giggled.

"Mmhmm," he said, kissing another one.  "My poor baby..."

"Aww, they're not that bad, Arthur," she said, lifting his head with her hands.  "They're just scars."

"I know, but..." he sighed and kissed her gently.  "I don't like it when my women get hurt."

O'Callaghan wrapped him up in her arms fully and held him to her.  "I know."

Arthur kissed down her face to her neck.  "I just wanna..." he kissed her collarbone, "...kiss 'em all away."

He continued kissing her scars, one by one, as he trailed his lips all over her body.  O'Callaghan writhed and moaned underneath him, her back arching when Arthur tugged on a nipple with his teeth.  He grabbed both her breasts and tweaked both her nubs with his fingers before smooshing her breasts together, then he pressed his face into her cleavage and blew, making a rather funny noise.

"What are you doing?" O'Callaghan giggled hysterically.

"I dunno, I..." he giggled to himself and looked up at her.  "I wanna have sex, but I'm...feelin' very strange right now."

"That's because you're higher than shit," she wheezed with laughter.  "C'mere, roll over..."  Arthur rolled off her and O'Callaghan straddled his knees, looking down at his half erect member.  "Momma's gonna take good care of you," she cooed before bending down to lick his shaft.

Arthur bit his lip and let his head fall slack on the pillow.  "Mmm...y-you do that, baby girl," he drawled lazily, feeling incredibly relaxed.

Until he felt her warm mouth envelope him completely, then he immediately bucked his hips from the pleasurable twitch he felt in his cock.  Arthur stared up at the ceiling with a contented sigh as his wife continued to suck and lick him.  The familiar sensations of her tongue and mouth made him take a deep breath and he whimpered a little.

Arthur missed his wives so much, and being with only one of them was depressing.  Rose was going out on a mission and Lilly was either stuck as her wolf or she was the queen.

The Demon Queen of Hell and the wife of Mallacht the Cursekeeper. 

Frankly, there was a very small part of him that would be pissed at Lilly if she was, in fact, Queen Aynaet.  If his suspicions were true, Lilly married another guy, the same asshole who stole her and Arthur's other two wives in the first place, and had children with Mallacht.  However, there had to be a reason for it.  Probably not a good reason, but a reason nonetheless.