WAH

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[As predicted, the settlers don't mind them crashing in the Pre-War house overnight. They usually prefer their hand-built shack because the roof keeps the rain out better, but it's a dry night so it shouldn't be any kind of problem.

Zetta has gotten so used to roughing it that this is a damn good set-up. She can make herself comfortable here with only the bedding they've carried with them. Riley has to admit, he's surprised, even though he knows he shouldn't be. They've been out here for months; just because it's new to him to see them taking to a life like this, that doesn't mean it's new to them.

The mole rats make themselves comfortable in the living room, and they set up in one of the back rooms, in what was probably someone's bedroom before the bombs fell.

Adjusted or not, Zetta quips dryly,] Happy Valentine's Day for us, [once they're settled.]

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How many people remember Valentine's Day, I wonder?

[Just because Deacon referenced it, it doesn't mean that it's still celebrated in the Commonwealth. Deacon drops all sorts of Old World trivia in his conversation that's largely forgotten by society.

It's not just idle curiosity that makes him ponder it. If it's still a known holiday, the chances of other settlers going off to celebrate, and the chances of people taking special care to leave them their privacy, increase.]

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They still remember Halloween and Christmas, [Zetta points out.] But haven't really heard people talking about holidays much outside of that.

I hope it's still celebrated, [Riley says wistfully.] I'd think people would need it now more than ever. You know, a day to spend with the people you love...

Don't let him give you the wrong idea, [Zetta drawls to Deacon.] Valentine's Day was as horrifically commercialized as Christmas.

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People still remember Valentine's Day. Nick Valentine's heart signs would be pretty weird otherwise. Without that context it'd just look like he's saying "robot dick by day, red hot lover by night."

Which, you know, could be true. But probably not the kind of advertisement for his business that he wants.

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[Zetta snorts loudly.]

Please. How could anyone think he could possibly have a dick? Which is ironic, given the whole detective thing, but seriously. He's, what, a weird Gen 2? Those totally don't have dicks.

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Hey, he could still be a red hot lover, even without a dick. I mean, you are, and you don't have a dick.

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[There's something Zetta could say here about blowjobs, but she can't fucking resist. So, first:] I certainly could have one, [she raises her eyebrows,] now that we've got the toybox.

[Okay. So, the other comment -- ] But I suppose he could give a mean blowjob. But that's about the only option he has, unless he also has a toybox.

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Okay, that is hot. That is, like, flamer hot.

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[She also can't resist:] A potential blowjob from Valentine?

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[Deacon grins at the teasing and runs with it.]

Oh yeah. That sexy synth detective. Mmm-mmm.

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[She rolls her eyes, but then starts laughing.]

Jesus fucking christ. If you came in his mouth, it'd be such a goddamn mess. Because of the fucking... hole in the side of his face.

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It'd be like the fun of coming in someone's mouth and on their face, all in one orgasm.

[Deacon says brightly. Ferran rolls up against Deacon and nips at his ear.]

I do hope all this talk of Valentine blowjobs means you're planning to suck me off tonight.

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[Zetta watches them through half-lidded eyes.]

Seconded. It's been a while since you have.

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You know I'm always up for it, beautiful.

[He takes Ferran's hand and starts sucking on his middle finger in prelude, keeping eye contact with Zetta while doing it while also trying to stay aware of how Riley might be reacting to all this.]

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[Zetta's gaze sharpens to something predatory as she struggles to keep from abruptly pouncing on him. Fuck he always looks so fucking good when he does this shit --

Meanwhile, Riley blushes hard. The old discomfort rises up again, as he isn't sure what he should do. This isn't meant for him -- Not that he expects to be actively excluded, but... This is clearly for Ferran and for Zetta. He just happens to be here for it. He starts to wonder how he can excuse himself to give them their space, their time together, without upsetting any of them.]

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[At last, he draws his mouth away from Ferran's finger with a soft smack of his lips.]

I've been thinking it's maybe time to change the Railroad call sign. What do you guys think?

[Intentionally being a brat and derailing the mood with work talk, just because he loves to rile them up.]

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[Goddammit, you little shit.]

I think you should shut the hell up and stay on topic.

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[Deacon chuckles.]

Okay, okay.

We were talking about synth genitalia, right? Do you think the Institute builds them with cut or uncut dicks? The ones that have dicks, that is.

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[Zetta rolls her eyes so hard they might go rolling across the floor.

But then she answers:] Uncut, or else they'd have to modify the genetics solely to change their dicks.

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Huh. I wasn't expecting that answer.

[Or an answer to come so promptly and decisive.]

This is all well and good, but can we get back to the important matter of blowing me?

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Critically important, [Zetta agrees.

Riley looks embarrassed again. This time, he ends up saying something about it. Namely,] I can go keep watch by the door. You know, in case one of the settlers comes to check in.

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[Ferran turns his focus from Deacon to Riley. He doesn't want Riley to go. But he doesn't want to make him stay if he's uncomfortable. And if he's uncomfortable watching Deacon blow him, then the only solution is to have Deacon not blow him.

He sighs. This would be ever so much easier if Riley and Deacon couldn't keep their hands off each other as much as Ferran can't keep his hands off of both of them.]

Don't be an idiot. You'll freeze your arse off for no good cause.

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I'd be alright. I want you guys to be able to be together without having to worry about me all the time.

[Zetta levels him with one of her looks, the kind that tips him off that she knows what he's thinking before she verbalizes it.] You think you're intruding. Again.

[Riley half-grins, sheepish now.] Aren't I, though?

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Believe me, the last thing I want is to push you out. Hell, I'd offer to blow you, too, but...uh...I'm pretty sure I'd get rejected.

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No, I know. And it's not -- It's not like that, just... [Riley scrubs a hand through his hair.] We still need more time. We're still getting to know each other. And I don't want to put strain on things in the meantime -- Things are going to be awkward, I mean, but -- I guess it'd be better to say I know we're not ready, if that's even something we ever decide to do. So I don't want to push any boundaries.

And either way -- I meant what I said. I want everyone to be able to be together without worrying about... anything. So if it means waiting in the other room or whatever, I don't mind. I really don't.