ECA - 1 Homeless

It was getting late in the day when Will was greeted by a wondrous sight of the Wasteland, Diamond City's luscious green wall. Diamond City was the largest city in the Commonwealth; it could be argued that it would be the capital if there was a unified government. Will was one of Diamond City's citizens, and he had been away for a week for a job in another town. It was easy to say he was relieved to be home.

Will was 6'1", built on the more average side, with a bit more meat on his bones compared to other wastelanders. He had short, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and a thick, bushy beard and mustache that never seemed to grow past an inch or so from his face. He wasn't too athletic, nor a decent fighter. Preferring to rely on the robots he would salvage and repair, hence why he was flanked by two Assaultrons and a single Sentry Bot. Making a journey through the Wasteland relatively safe.

He made caps by selling and maintaining robots, going out to the various ruins, looking for pre-war robots like Mr. Handys and eyebots to salvage or scrap. When he is lucky, he stumbles onto Mr. Gutsys and Assaultrons. He takes the robots to his home in Diamond City and gets them back to working conditions. Selling them through radio advertisements with his own Mr. Handy. Or when he goes out, he'll bring a few along to sell to anyone he comes across. Also, making some caps by going pretty far out to work on repairs when needed. From as far north as Covenant, as far east as Bunker Hill or Goodneighbor, to as far west as Vault 81. He had just been working on Deezer in Covenant and couldn't wait to get home and enjoy a long, hot soak.

As the brilliant emerald green gate rose up, he was met with a different sight. Inside the gate was the room where, some 200 years ago, people would pay for tickets and food for the spectacle called "baseball" would be played. But now, in the present, the typical people entering the jewel are merchants who come to trade, the maniacs who leave the protection of the walls to explore, and the Diamond City Guards. However, this time, there was a new face. A woman with long mahogany hair past her shoulders was sitting down against one of the walls. Her hair was a bit frazzled, covering parts of her face and body in her position. What he could see was her unusual blue and yellow Vault 81 jumpsuit. He has only met a few of the Vault Dwellers since they don't usually come out in the open. She was a completely new face to the whole of the Wasteland. From the way she was moved, he guessed she was fast asleep.

Moving to the main gate guard, Will motioned in her direction.

"Afternoon Danny. What's the story of the girl?"

The Gatekeeper, who was a good bit younger than Will, peeked over the counter to see what the salvager was pointing to.

"Oh, her?"

Danny leaned back, scratching the back of his head.

"Don't really know much about her. She came from Vault 81 the day after you left. Apparently, she ran out of caps within the first couple of days, I think. No one would hire her, so she tried begging for caps for the past few days. Someone in the Upper Stands complained, and the Mayor had her moved out here. And here she's been since."

Will gave Danny a vexed look with a raised voice.

"They don't mind Sheffield, though!"

Danny raised his arms defensively.

"Don't look at me. And Sheffield isn't homeless, just an alcoholic."

Will sighed in anger. Having to agree on that part. Looking back at the girl.

"So she hasn't had a meal or water in days?"

Danny gave him a sheepish look. "Natalie was able to get her some water but nothing else."

Will nodded at that. "That sounds about right. So what, the Mayor is going to let her die in the Gatehouse? That'll look good on him."

Danny shrugged. "I think he assumed she would've left at this point. But she hasn't yet. She's determined I'll give her that."

Will took a deep breath, tempted to rip McDonough a new one. However, he already had enough problems with the Upper Stand assholes. Considering how well off he was, he lived among the "elite" of Diamond City. Having a rather large place built for him and his repair and salvage business. Something those over-privileged jerkoffs didn't like. But as long as he kept his side of the deal, he was virtually untouchable. Sometimes he would go out of his way to piss them off, relishing in the satisfactory outcome. And with that train of thought, a deviously fun idea came to mind.

"Hey Danny, she isn't not allowed in, right? Just relocated?"

The Gatekeeper gave him a skeptical nod. "Why? What do you have planned?"

Knowing how maniacal the anti elitist man Will can be. With a glint in his eye, Will simply gave him a twisted grin and a wink.

"Oh, nothing; I simply wish to be a good Samaritan. I've got the space and supplies, and she needs a bit of help getting on her feet. I get the added bonus of screwing with the Upper Stand dwellers, and with grand ol' Mayor McDonough having my back, there isn't anything they can fuss about."

Knowing that if it weren't for Will, the raiders and mutants would constantly be knocking on the Commonwealth's Green jewel. Danny just shook his head in disbelief.

"I still don't know if you are good or bad. Should I be worried?"

Will gave a dismissive shrug. "Define good. And, Like I said, I am just doing what any good samaritan would do."

Walking away from the guard's booth and over to the girl, Will kneels down. He shook her gently. The girl in her 20s woke with a start, giving Will a suspicious look.

"Hiyo? The name is William Archkaiser-Duke Lord Marshal Colonel Major Robo Fixington, the Third Junior Esquire of the Tato Realm."

With his hands raised, he looks down. With a paused look. "Eh."

He coughs into his fist and lowers his arms.

"Just call me Will. What might your name be?"

She was quiet for a few moments, holding a look of distrust. He was unsure if it was due to being half asleep, thinking things through, or just didn't have the energy. Finally, she spoke.

"Laura. What do you want?"

The tall Mechanic was glad to hear she still had a voice. Granted, a bit guarded, but who could blame her?

"I noticed you on the floor, and I don't recall the new face. So I enquired Danny about you."

Will motioned to the inquisitive Gatekeeper as he spoke.

"I would like to help If you would let me. I am inviting you to my humble abode."

Laura caught his curiosity with her Blueish Green eyes. Giving him an accusing look.

"I have already been offered."

Giving a stagnant silence before continuing,

"I am not interested in joining a brothel."

Will sighed, shaking his head in shame, and looked around, wondering who in town would offer her that.

"I am not," Will considers his words." I am offering you a few nights with a cozy bed, a hot bath, and good home-cooked food."

She raised a cautionary finger, opening her mouth to speak when her stomach growled loudly and angrily. Silencing her. She lowered her head and her gaze to the ground at his feet. Quietly, she responded.

"Ok."

Will was not expecting her to agree so quickly. But he wasn't going to complain.

Will directed the Sentry Bot up to support the Guards of the Gatehouse. One of the deals with McDonough. Looking back down at the woman.

"Are you able to walk? We are a good way from my place."

He could see her pushing herself to stand and to also gain her stability. At this point, he could see she looked to be almost a foot shorter than himself, thinking closer to 5'5". Will pulled a two-way radio from his messenger pack.

"Hey Bensworth."

After a moment, a posh, accented robotic voice responds back.

"Yes, sir?" "I need you to run a hot bath. And make sure dinner is enough for two. and let Franny know I am bringing a guest."

The robotic voice answered back.

"At once, sir." "Thanks Bensworth."

Will ends the connection.

With his message done, he placed the radio back into his sack. Not wanting the girl to run out of energy along the way and risk falling. He reached down, hooking one arm under her legs, and bracing her back, Will proceeded to pick up the confused woman. Squealing, the weakened Female stiffened as she went from standing to lying in his arms. Bystanders would have thought they were newlyweds.

"What are you doing!"

Laura continued her squeals. Will simply gives her a sly grin.

"I am picking you up. And carrying you."

He glanced back down to where she had been sleeping except for a few empty water bottles. It seems all she possessed was her one very soiled vault jumpsuit covering her mid-sized frame, some strange device Will once heard being called a "pip-boy" adorned her wrist, and the blackened-by-dirt shoes on her feet.

For the occupiers of Diamond City, this was probably a bizarre sight. Watching a tall, wealthy male, carrying a much shorter, filthy woman into the city, flowed by two Assaultrons. He could already see the reporters getting ideas. Picking up his pace, Will began to jog his way up the curving ramps made of concrete rubble and two-by-fours to the wealthy part of the city known as The Upper Stands. Where anyone with Caps flowing out of their ears lived, he noticed her tensing up as they got higher, understandably. He assumed she was thinking he was going to do horrible things to her and let the other "elites" do whatever they wanted with her.

"Don't worry, I hate my Neighbors more than I hate rad-scorpions. And as an arachnophobe, I really despise rad-scorpions."

That one comment seemed to have put her at ease. He might have even heard a chuckle.

Crossing the short bridge to his door. From the outside, the building looked to be pretty big, at least three stories tall from an outside glance. Will knocked on the door, and a moment later a Mr. Handy opened the door.

"Welcome home, Master. I see this is the guest you mentioned. The bath is ready at a comfy 101.5 degrees Fahrenheit. However, the food isn't quite ready yet. If the misses would like to freshen up in the bath first, then supper will be done shortly after. I do hope you don't mind tato soup."

The robot held the door open for the group to enter. Will nods his head.

"Sounds fine, Bensworth."

The group scattered as they entered. The two Assaultrons stayed on the first floor. It seems to be where all of the robotic repairs were being done. Kind of like a showroom and workshop combined. Having robots of all sizes in varying states of completion. The two Humans and Mr. Bensworth went up to the second floor, where the robot broke off to finish working on dinner. Both Will and Laura went up to the third floor, where the workshop-style decor turned into more of a contemporary-style home and where William actually lived.

Will carried the woman to the bathroom, setting her down gently on a stool.

"Question. Are you going to be able to wash yourself on your own? Or are you going to need help?"

He watched as she stood on her feet. She gave him a slightly irritated glance.

"I can manage. I am a grown woman after all......but, uh. I could use some help. With the zipper. Don't have the grip to pull it down."

The Mechanic understood the assignment. Trying to be as professional as possible, closing the gap, Will reached out. Laura took a deep breath as Will got a hold of the zipper, and after a moment of effort, it came free.

He pulled her zipper lower, as far down her torso as it would go. When it was low enough, he was given a better view of what lay underneath the mid-blue and dull-yellow polyester jumpsuit. He didn't know what he was expecting, and he was a bit disappointed to see she had a white undershirt underneath. She let out her breath. It seems she expected him to do more.

"Thanks. I can do the rest now."

With a nod, Will left the room. Closing the door behind him.

Outside, he ran into another robot. A Miss Nanny he had refitted to have more functions. She greeted him in her thick French accent.

"Hello, Sir. Bensworth said you might need me."

Will gave her a small grin.

"Hello, Franny. Uh...yeah. I have a guest staying over. A woman."

The robot gave the mechanic googly eyes.

"A woman, Sir? Finally. Started to worry after all of this time."

Will's smile faded quickly.

"Yes, a woman. She isn't in the best condition. She is in the bath right now. So how about you clean her clothes so she has something clean to wear when she gets clean? All she has."

At that, the robot put a mechanical hand in front of her body.

"The poor thing. Yes. I will go and help her. I will be seeing you after she is ready. Bye."

And with that, the robot pushed past him to the bathroom.

Will made his way down to the second floor. He was comfy in his tan cargo pants and green tee shirt, whose color was barely hanging in there. He didn't want to bother changing. He started to wander the second floor to kill time. It was where the kitchen, dining room, and living room were. As well as his work office. The smell of food grabbed him, and Will found himself in the kitchen, watching as Bensworth worked on the soup. It was definitely a small show. Three eyes and arms, but the arms moved back and forth so much. Some stirring, some grabbing ingredients. One cleaning utensils and pots as soon as he is done with them. It was impressive, to say the least.

He watched Bensworth finish off the soup, placing it into two bowls that had long since seen better days.

"Food is ready, Sir. Go and get your guest."

As soon as the robot said that, Will could hear the stairway door opening. He turned around to see Franny and Laura. He was caught off guard. Finally able to get a clear view of her. She had paler skin than most Wastelanders, and he blamed that on her Vault Dweller heritage. She had long reddish brown hair that went down to just below her shoulders. It looked like Franny had helped brush it a bit. She had blueish-green eyes. She looked a bit chubby, the kind that most Vault Dwellers have, but it looked like her time in the Wasteland ate that up a bit. And she had some very large breasts. If he had to guess, around E Cups. He was able to tell because she was wearing her clean Vault Jumpsuit open, with the arms tied around her waist. Her clean white shirt was the only thing between her breasts and the world.

Will realized he was staring and shook his head.

"Let's eat."

Laura nodded, seeming not to notice the ogling. The two Humans made their way to the dining room. Sitting down as Bensworth brought the food. Setting a bowl in front of them both.

"Tato Soup, please enjoy."

With that, the Mr. Handy floated off to work on other smaller chores. Franny pulled out some candles, lighting them.

"Oh, isn't this so sweet?"

Will gave her a confused look.

"What are you doing?"

She gave him a blank stare. "I am only trying to set the mood. Oh, this is so romantic. Just like the story books."

Will's face turned all shades of red as he angrily extinguished the candles. Clearly embarrassed.

"Don't do that, Franny! This isn't......."

Laura seemed to be enjoying the situation. Franny somehow gave Will sad puppy eyes.

"Fine Sir. I will clean this up. And be on my way."

The Miss Nanny grabbed the candles solemnly before leaving the two alone. Will couldn't look at Laura. Only at his food.

"Sorry about that. She can be a bit much sometimes." Laura laughed at that.

Over the next ten minutes, they ate in silence. Will was too embarrassed to talk, and Laura focused on the first thing to eat she had had in days. After she was halfway done, she could speak.

"I thought the worst when you started to talk to me...."

Will looked back over at her. She continued to talk.

"The little girl was nice to me. But she and her sister seemed to be in a bad position, too. No one else was. And then the ones that offered to help expected me to do things for them."

She motioned to her breasts.

"I am sure you can guess what. So what do you want?"

Will gave her a blank look. "What do you mean?"

She stared into his eyes before speaking.

"I was going hungry for a few days.....I was going to accept the next person's offer.....of whatever...I didn't want to die. But no one else talked to me. Meaning that you were the last one. I can't pay you for this. I know I owe you, and I know what others want."

The Mechanic gave a small sigh.

"I honestly didn't plan to ask you to do anything. But I am not one to turn down gratitude. So how about this? Finish your food. Think it over on a full stomach. If you still want to, that is fine. But you are not obligated to. Understand?"

She nodded, and he hoped she did. The two finished off the bowls. Enjoying the satisfied stomachs. Will closed his eyes, rubbing his belly. He leaned back in his chair. He stretched a bit, letting out a small yawn before opening his eyes. Laura wasn't there. He looked around the room, confused, before he felt something touching his leg. Glancing down under the table, he could see Laura. She had a determined look on her face.

"I am guessing you have made a decision here?"

She gave a silent nod. Not wanting to talk. The brunette pushed his chair and Will back a bit to give her some room. She fiddled with his pants before pulling his member free. It wasn't hard at all yet. She let go of it, and a moment later, his eyes were following Laura's hands. They were grabbing at the hem of her shirt, teasingly pulling it up under her breasts, lifting it up underneath them, adding tension and pressure until her breasts dropped freely. Bouncing wildly in front of him.

His member has already reached almost full hardness from her show. His eyes locked on anything she did. She licked on her hands. Reaching out to rub his member with it. Stroking it to get it harder and wetter. She would lick her hands a few times. Using them to get his member good and wet. Looks like she wasn't planning on using her mouth. And Handjob was good enough. Will moved to give her more space between his legs. She used both hands, working his dick to full hardness.

Once fully hard, Laura released his dick. Will stared at her in confusion until his eyes widened as large as saucers. Realizing what she was about to do. She grabbed her breasts, pressing them against his cock on either side. It was probably the softest place he had ever been. And since she had already gotten his member good and wet, it was very slick. Her breasts were so big that only the head of his dick stuck out.

Laura added pressure to either side of her breasts. Getting a firm grip on the sides. Before bouncing the fat tits on the cock. Even both at the same time. Will closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation. The feeling of the extremely soft breasts being very pleasant. He set his legs down to give her a stable place for her arms. Enjoying the more pressure she gave to his member. Will couldn't hold back as Laura bounced her tits in his lap. His hands reached down, rubbing along her shoulders and the side of her breasts. Just letting his hand roam. He's not really keeping his mind on it.

After a bit, he felt a weird wetness leaking down to his cock. Opening his eyes, he could see Laura and turned her head down. Allowing more to drip out, to keep his cock and her tits good and slick. She locked eyes with Will before switching up her bouncing. One side then the other. Picking up speed and pressure. Laura gave Will a wink as he rested his hands in her hair. He wasn't sure how this was going to end.

After about ten minutes of this assault, Will could feel that he was getting close. She could feel him tensing up as well. It spurred Laura on to the point of bouncing her tits on his cock hard and fast. The slapping of flesh filled the room. All of that was pushing Will over the edge. Laura felt him tense up, and in a short, panicked thought, she pushed her mouth down over his cock. Her lips closed around the head.