30 Day OTP Challenge MacCreadyxMale Sole Survivor

6•Clothed getting off

IM LATE HAHA OOPS

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MacCready wiped the sweat from his brow and reloaded his shotgun. We had stormed a gunner setup, with the goal of killing Winston and Barnes; the two gunners harassing my R.J. when we first met. He wanted them to get the message and leave him alone. We were shooting in every direction, avoiding the Assaultron and throwing grenades. Just before I finished Winston off, I ran out of ammo.

"MacCready! I'm out!" I signaled. He reached into his pocket and handed me a few dozen .308 rounds. I mouthed a 'thank you' and blew him a kiss before resuming the killing. Minutes passed and we were finally alone, corpses all over that we didn't care about.

"We did it. We actually did it! And you stuck with me. Thank you, I love you Jack." He grinned, placing his hands on my chest and kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him close.

"I would drag myself a mile over broken glass just to make sure you're happy and safe." With that, I kissed his lips gently and squeezed his butt. He wriggled around in response and ghosted a hand under my shirt.

"Wait! Shit it's late already. I still have a meeting at the Castle. We can continue and celebrate later, I promise." I trotted towards the elevator, waiting for MacGrumpy.

We got to the castle about an hour later and ran into the meeting room. The Minutemen saluted me and we sat down, discussing ways to unite the settlements and make the Commonwealth a better place. I knew MacCready was bored when he began to slide his hand up my thigh, getting dangerously close to my crotch. He slowly undid my jeans and slipped a hand inside my boxers, making me stutter the sentence I was saying.

"General? Are you okay?" Preston asked. I nodded and shrugged it off, biting my lip as Rob's hand started pumping me faster. I accidentally kicked the table when he rubbed his finger against my slit, which made the room fall quiet.

"Your face is all red, are you feeling sick?" A Minuteman asked.

"My stomach seems to be upset. I'll be back in about ten minutes. Continue without me and fill me in on what I missed." I claimed and dragged MacCready with me to the general's quarters, pushing him down to sit on the bed.

"What are you doing? I could lose my title if they find anything out." I complained, but he was having none of it. He pulled my dick out of my pants and sucked on it. I moaned then sighed in defeat, lacing my fingers through his hair and pulling out of his mouth.

"Give me one good reason to fuck you so hard into this bed that you won't be able to walk back to Sanctuary or talk anymore because you screamed so loud." I said through gritted teeth. He smirked and trailed a finger from the base of my shaft up to my tip.

"One good reason? I almost cost you your job. I think I need to pay you back." He charmed. I picked him up and attacked his neck with kisses. He shuddered under me and ground his hips against mine. I turned him over and pushed him down on the bed before pulling his pants and boxers down. R.J. Pulled me down by the shoulders and kissed me as he wrapped his legs around my waist. I spat in my hand and coated my dick in saliva.

"You have like, ten minutes tops before someone checks up on y- Ah! Shit." I interrupted him by ramming into him in one go, pulling out and slamming back in repeatedly. We were moaning and breathing heavily before he groaned loudly in pleasure. I sped up, watching him as he wrapped his hand around his shaft.

"F-Fuck Jack I'm cl-ose." He moaned out. Soon enough, ribbons of cum hit his hand and chest. The sight was well enough to drive me over and I came deep inside of him, before pulling out. As if on cue, someone knocked at our door.

"General, they're looking for you." MacCready giggled. I glared at him before buttoning my jeans up again and walking out. I'll get him back someday.

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I'm so sorry for it being late, I usually upload at like 12-1 a.m. But I was so dead tired and fell asleep. I'll try and make it up to you tomorrow.