[closed] the only constant is change

[capcious]

Who: the Fallout AU crew
Setting: the Commonwealth
Summary: BoS things, institute things
Warnings: Fallout warnings, smut
Other: [original notes] [first post] [second post] [third post] [fourth post] [fifth post] [sixth post] [seventh post] [eighth post]

- minor timeskip to when the BoS has its feet under it again, shaun asks riley to go up and keep an eye on them and deacon goes with
- they get assigned to a BoS squad composed of AU versions of chancellery guards (paladin archimedes o'hallan, knight-captain anthony norris, lancer-sargeant alex reyes, knight riley reynolds, knight everett wynter, knight henry "hal" saller, aspirant 'jack' "deacon" 'priest')
- maybe some minor quests involving getting to know them, gotta get some solid Bonding going
- sarrith (sarah, secret enclave remnant) and sal's romeo and juliet romance
- that one quest where you get the nukes from the glowing sea for the BoS
- wynter's mistake and gradual ghoulification and the position it puts the squad in
- blind betrayal

- shaun announces ferran officially as his successor
- ferran dealing with the short institute quests that result from that
- shaun discovering ferran's a slut and trying to talk to him about it
- zetta freaking out bc they're spending all this time waiting for her to recover and dealing with the BoS, and not having the time to try to figure out a way to save shaun
- zetta, in general, driving shaun slowly up the wall because she's cooped up and needs to be kept occupied or else Bad Things Start Happening, why is this shaun's life, this was not what he was expecting at all
- ferran going on missions with x6-88 / house divided, warwick
- nathan and zay's one night stand with ferran becoming not a one night stand any more
- at some point we need to have nathan call deacon a mongrel to his face so zetta can go positively nuclear
- zay finding out nathan is taking buffout

- build towards the railroad and institute being on better terms (not *stable*, but they need to be in a position where they're willing to make an alliance at the battle for bunker hill and afterwards to take the BoS down)
- probably need to do a meeting with dez and carrington, bc jfc (and ferran being the next director makes it easier to make negotiations on the institute's behalf though shaun probably doesnt fully trust him with that wrt the railroad yet, shaun needs to see ferran make decisions that benefit the institute OVER the railroad for that)

- mass fusion happens before battle for bunker hill, lighting a fire under the brotherhood's ass (still use it as the faction cut-off point?)
- at the battle, brotherhood wins -- keeping them a legitimate threat and serving as the push for the institute and railroad to work together against them

[image] [lyrics]

well, oh, it seems you're a lot like me
you dug yourself into places you never thought you would be
but don't you fret, and don't you mind
the only constant is change,
and you never know what you'll find

yeah, tomorrow i might wake up nice and clean
and i might believe the things i said i didn't mean
and this might turn and wind up just the way we'd dreamed
and i might become the things i swore i'd always be

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[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan huffs a small breath of disappointment when Zay's warmth leaves his back, but when he sees Zay getting a chair, that combined with what Zay just said, Nathan knows the absence will be temporary. He goes into the bathroom and waits for Zay. Ferran has the water turned on and is waiting for the spray to heat up.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay sets the chair down within perfect view of the shower, then sets himself on it, offering his hand to Nathan with an eyebrow waggle.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan takes Zay's politely offered hand and settles himself on Zay's lap, knees spread wide.

Ferran tests the temperature of the water and steps in the shower, tilting his head back to let the stray flow over him.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay settles his hands on Nathan's thighs, thumbs slowly rubbing along the inner seam of his pants. He presses another slow kiss to the back of his neck, just under his hairline.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan moans and shifts his hips on Zay's lap.]

You're such a goddamn tease. All day. Driving me mad.

[recalcitrare]

[This is exactly what Zay'd been hoping for. He grins and presses more firmly with his thumbs.] You can't tell me you haven't been enjoying it.

[timesbureaucrat]

Mmmmmmm...

[The feel of Zay behind him, his hands so close to where he wants them to be, and the sight of Ferran in the shower, slowly lathering soap on his body, has him leaking precum in his pants.]

I could tell you that.

But I'd be lying.

[recalcitrare]

You just make it too fun to resist winding you up.

[He grazes his teeth along Nathan's earlobe and starts sloooowly inching his hands up his legs.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[He whines and pushes his hips down towards Zay's hands like that might hurry them along.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay chuckles. His hands do move faster, but away from his thighs and up to grip his hips, so Zay can pull him down against him again, this time as he grinds up as well.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Ooooo. That's good, too. It would be better with a lot less clothes, but Nathan rolls his hips down as Zay pushes up. In the shower, Ferran is stroking himself. Too slowly to get off, but enough to set Nathan's cock twitching in sympathy. His own hands drift towards the front of his trousers.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay lets go again, his hands moving this time up under Nathan's to thread their fingers together.]

Ah-ah-ah, [he says, right into Nathan's ear.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan presses his hips down harder, more desperate. His cock is rock hard and aching, tenting the front of his pants.]

Please... God, at least unzip my trousers.

[recalcitrare]

I was planning on telling you to ask nicely, but you said "please" all on your own.

[Zay releases Nathan's hands, but reaches to open his pants for him. Meanwhile, he rewards Nathan for reading his mind with more insistent kisses to his throat.]

[timesbureaucrat]

You see, I can be nice without prompting sometimes.

[Nathan bucks at Zay's hands, trying to get some friction.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay snickers.]

You had quite a lot to gain from it, though. [He allows Nathan one touch, one drag of his knuckles along the curve of his cock, but then re-threads their fingers together.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan groans loudly at the touch, then drops his head back on Zay's shoulder in frustration when the touch goes away far too quickly.]

At this rate, I'm going to die of a fatal case of blue balls.

[He starts grinding down hard on Zay again. If he can't get anything in front, at least he can get a bit of nice pressure from behind.

But it just makes it worse. Beads of precum running from his tip down his shaft.

In front of him, Ferran is fondling himself with a smirk, like he's showing off what he's allowed to do and Nathan isn't.]

[recalcitrare]

Mmmm, look at that. [Zay ignores Nathan's comment to nod towards Ferran.] Just think of how that's going to feel later. [He's sure Nathan will make him pay for it later, but he is really not sorry.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[The images and fantasies immediately pop into his head and he keens.]

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. I need to come.

[His hips keep moving but it isn't doing him any good.]

[recalcitrare]

[This is living up to everything Zay had hoped it would be. So he finally caves and gives in to Nathan, and slides his underwear down enough so Zay can take him in hand and start stroking him, good and steady. The insistent kisses to his neck return.]

[timesbureaucrat]

Finally. [He moans.

He's not going to last long, and at this point he's so desperate to come that he doesn't even want to try.]

[recalcitrare]

That's right, [Zay murmurs between the kisses.] This is all for you. Don't forget. You'll have us both soon enough.

[timesbureaucrat]

[Zay's words and touches and the sight of Ferran in front of him send him over the edge. His back arches and he spurts cum in pulses all over his shirt. His fingers clamp down on Zay's thighs as the intense orgasm hits him like a power fist.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay grins. He keeps stroking Nathan through it, peppering his neck with little affectionate nips. This has all been exactly what he'd been wanting.

God, he's hard. But he reminds himself to be patient. Ferran needs to finish his shower, Nathan needs time to cool off. Patience.

... it's only fair after everything he put Nathan through today.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan comes down from the high panting and limbs limp.]

Goddamn, that was good. You, Zay, are winner of the best handjob I've ever had.

[He lazily reaches up and behind to rest his palm on Zay's cheek.]