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[closed] the only constant is change

Who: the Fallout AU crew
Setting: the Commonwealth
Summary: BoS things, institute things
Warnings: Fallout warnings, smut
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- 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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A chem commonly produced on the surface. It's an upper. Enhances reflexes and reduces the need for sleep, which is why it was sometimes given to soldiers. It has a variety of unfortunate possible side effects though, so it was rationed more carefully than drugs like Buffout and Psycho. Paranoia, over-stimulation, fainting spells, and sometimes--as in my case--excessive randiness.

[Zay can't help but snicker at the idea of Nathan taking what he thought was a mission enhancement chem, only for it to backfire so spectacularly.]

"Excessive randiness," [he repeats, amusement and fondness coloring his voice -- Nathan's phrasing is especially funny to him.] It'd be interesting to see you as such. Whenever I've got you that worked up, it never ends up lasting, because I can't resist keeping my hands off you. [He smooths his hand along Nathan's stomach.]

Well, it's highly addictive so unless I have an addictol at hand, that's one experiment I'll have to say no to.

[Zay's hand on his stomach provokes a promising tingle in his nerves. Nothing beyond that yet, but it's a start.]

Of course. And I wouldn't ask you to take such a risk. [Zay leans in to kiss him softly.]

[Nathan presses forward to meet the kiss and makes a mental note to try to find some addictol next time he's on the surface.]

[Zay strokes his fingertips along Nathan's jaw, already losing himself in the feel of his lips, even though the kiss is still simple and not heated.]

[Nathan closes his eyes and savors the kiss. He slides his hand over Zay's back and down.]

[Zay wants him, is eager for him, but his cock has laid unattended long enough that it isn't being as immediately demanding -- still erect, but not as rock hard as it was with Nathan in his lap. But as Nathan's hand wanders down his back, it twitches, and Zay leans more into the kiss.]

[From the bathroom, the hiss of the shower spray stops. Nathan notices, but continues kissing Zay without pause. Ferran still has to dry and dress and will join them whenever he's ready.]

[The change in sound barely registers to Zay; his entire focus is shifting to center on Nathan. God, he loves him.]

[Nathan continues to kiss and caress Zay, trying to balance keeping Zay's interest without riling him up. Not yet. Not until Nathan's ready to join in again. It's good to be able to focus on Zay and be clear headed enough to enjoy the touches for their own sake, affection without lust making it desperate.

He loses track of time like that, only stopping when Ferran steps out of the bathroom once again dressed as the Silver Shroud.]

[Zay loses himself in Nathan, soaking in every touch, relishing every kiss. Every time his cock starts to relax, Nathan arouses it again, and it leaves Zay breathless and needy and unable to entirely keep himself from rocking slightly against him for the pressure, for what relief he can get.

It's marvelous. And entirely fair after Zay kept Nathan horny all day.

He's still wrapped up in Nathan when Ferran finally emerges, and he more notices the shift in Nathan's attention than he does Ferran's presence.]

[Nathan slowly ends the last kiss and draws away so they can plan the next phase.]

Ferran is back. Are you ready?

Ah. [It's time. (Finally.)

Zay decides to start his answer by rocking harder against Nathan and raising his eyebrows.] You can't tell?

It would be rude to assume.

[Over the last ten minutes of Zay's subtle rocking, Nathan's cock had gradually started to grow again, enough for him to be fairly confident that he was ready for another round.]

Any preferences on how we position this? [He remembers last time Zay had a few very specific positions that he didn't want Ferran to have him in.]

No. [Zay doesn't hesitate in his answer. He can't think of a way for them to make their chain in a way that would cross the lines he'd drawn before.] Whatever you'd like should be fine, Nate.

[His chest warms at the nickname. Zay's name for him.

He wants to be standing if he can. That's part of the Silver Shroud fantasy. But he also wants to be able to see Zay's face.

...but if the bed is high enough...

...fortunately, he's not too tall...]

Try scooting to the edge of the bed. Face up. I'll stand. The Shroud behind me.

[Zay's heartbeat quickens at the mental image. He'll be able to watch Nathan's expressions this way.]

Alright. [He presses a kiss beside Nathan's mouth, but won't start moving until Nathan gets up.]

[Nathan smooths his hand over Zay's cheek and then rolls off the bed.

Ferran listened to Nathan's plan, his eyes half-lidded and his limbs loose and relaxed.]

Is there anything in particular you want me to do? Anything you want me to say? Should I pretend to be the Shroud, or just silently fuck you in costume?

[Ferran looks perfectly content, and they haven't even started.

But his questions raise a nagging feeling in the back of Zay's mind, and his brows twitch down slightly. This is for Nathan -- He's said it repeatedly, and he does mean it. But...

He sits up on an elbow.] That question can be extended to you, as well. Is there anything you want?

[Playing a little game with the shower is one thing, but Zay doesn't feel comfortable with Ferran remaining a simple prop for the entire encounter.]

[The shot of Med-X that he had in the bathroom to mellow his thoughts makes it a little harder to hide the surprise and confusion on his face. Usually when couples bring him in to spice up their sex life, his desires aren't high on the priority list. Fortunately for him, he's easy to please.]

Just tell me I'm gorgeous and my arse is amazing and I'll be happy.

[He doesn't seem to have expected that. Zay doesn't know why; Ferran gave him a hard time last time for asking. He's rather relieved he didn't this time, though. It makes some part in the back of his mind relax -- It's difficult to explain. But knowing what they can do for him, not just what he can do for them? It matters to Zay.

Ferran's request, though, makes him huff in laughter.] Yes, alright. We can do that. [Zay sits up and looks to Nathan; it's his turn to answer questions, now. They aren't ones Zay can answer for him, because he has no idea what his Shroud fantasies are like.]

It's manifestly true, so it's not even difficult. [Ferran is gorgeous, and his arse is amazing. It would almost make Nathan feel insecure to be naked next to Ferran naked, except he largely just feels lucky to get to ogle Ferran.]

As for the Shroud...whatever you feel comfortable doing. I don't think I could handle full Shroud radio dialogue during sex without laughing, but if you want to ad lib a little about justice I wouldn't complain.

[As Nathan answers, Zay starts to slide across the bed, down to the end, so he's where he should be for the plan. He lets his legs hang over the edge, and he decides to take advantage of being close to them both. With one hand, he reaches for one of Nathan's, to lift it so he can kiss his knuckles. The other, he simply rests on Ferran's chest.]

[Nathan smiles at Zay. It's probably an embarrassingly sappy smile, but there's only the three of them in the room and Ferran probably can't see it from his angle, so Nathan isn't going to worry about it.]

Well.

I suppose this is the awkward part. Starting.

[He's only half hard, Ferran has clothes on, neither he nor Zay have been prepared... That's probably a good place to begin.]

Ferran, nightstand, top drawer.

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