Kinktober - Fallout: Cooper/Lucy MacLean

Day 6: High/Intoxicated Sex/Dubcon

The world around Lucy was a kaleidoscope of colors, swirling and shifting, blending into one another in a dizzying dance that made her head swim. The walls of the small room seemed to pulse in time with her heartbeat, and every sound was amplified, echoing inside her skull like the thrum of a distant drum. She blinked, trying to focus, but the edges of everything blurred together, leaving her lost in a haze of bright, distorted reality.

She stumbled forward, her legs shaky beneath her as she caught herself on the edge of the bed. Her skin felt hot, almost too tight, and her heart was racing, pounding in her chest with a wild, frantic rhythm. She'd meant to take Buffout, something to help her feel strong, powerful—but she had grabbed the wrong bottle. Instead of the familiar surge of strength, she was trapped in the strange, euphoric daze of Daytripper , her senses heightened and twisted in ways she hadn't anticipated.

Lucy's eyes darted around the room, her gaze landing on Cooper, who sat on the edge of the bed, his brows furrowed in concern as he watched her stumble. She could hear him speaking, his voice soft and steady, but the words didn't quite reach her. The only thing she could focus on was him—his body, his warmth, the way his chest rose and fell with every breath. A sudden, overwhelming need crashed over her, hotter and more insistent than anything else she could feel in her Daytripper haze.

She wanted him. She needed him.

"Lucy," Cooper said, his voice firm but gentle as he stood, reaching out to steady her. "You took Daytripper by mistake. You need to sit down, let this pass."

But Lucy wasn't listening. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, her lips curling into a mischievous smile as her fingers grazed his chest. "I don't care," she whispered, her voice slurred and thick with desire. "I want you."

"Lucy..." Cooper began, his tone warning now, but Lucy was already moving, her hands sliding down his torso, her fingers tugging at his belt with a desperate, clumsy urgency.

"No," he said firmly, grabbing her wrists, stopping her hands in their tracks. "You're not in your right mind. You need to stop."

But the command didn't register. Lucy's entire world had narrowed to the singular focus of Cooper, and the wild, uncontrollable need that pulsed through her veins. Her hands fought against his grip, her body pressing against his as she let out a breathless laugh, her eyes flicking up to meet his.

"I want you so bad," she breathed, her voice thick with hunger. "I need to feel you..."

"Lucy, stop," Cooper said again, his voice strained as he tried to maintain control. "You're high. This isn't you."

But Lucy was insistent. She broke free from his grip, her hands moving faster now, yanking his belt open with a force that made Cooper stumble backward, his legs hitting the edge of the bed as he sat down hard. Before he could stop her, she was on her knees in front of him, her fingers tugging his pants down with frantic, hurried movements.

"Lucy, no," Cooper growled, his hands grabbing her shoulders to push her back, but she was too fast, her mouth already closing around his flaccid cock, her lips warm and wet as she took him into her mouth with an eagerness that sent a jolt of conflicting emotions rushing through him.

"Fuck, Lucy, stop—" he gasped, his body reacting instinctively to the sudden heat of her mouth, even as his mind screamed at him to pull her away. But he couldn't seem to move, couldn't seem to make himself stop her, the sensation of her tongue swirling around him clouding his judgment, pushing him closer to the edge of losing control.

Lucy moaned softly around him, her hands gripping his thighs as she took him deeper into her mouth, her movements sloppy but desperate, the taste of him intoxicating in her haze. She could feel him hardening against her tongue, his body responding to her even though he had told her no, and the knowledge sent a rush of power through her, her lips curling into a smile as she sucked him harder.