@lacquerheadd here’s the little one shot I got an image of in my head thanks to these gorgeous drawings of my favorite companion in FO4 ❤️
A Better High
Hancock One Shot
“…Hancock?” I turned to face the Mayor of Goodneighbor, my blue eyes grazing over the ghoul with curiosity. “Got any good chems…”
Hancock smirked as he pushed away from the wall he’d been leaning against, striding across the room to where I stood with grace for someone who always had chems in his system. His calloused hand grasped my cheek, thumb pressing gently into my jaw. “C’mere.” He murmured as he brought me close to his face. Hancock’s black eyes made my breath hitch in my throat.
I watched Hancock bring a Jet inhaler to his lips, taking in a deep drag while keeping eye contact with me, before he pushed my jaw to open my lips to him. He shotgun the chem into my mouth as I inhaled the smoke. With a groan as he watched my eyes close in ecstasy, Hancock held my face where it was and joined the smoke with his tongue invading my mouth.
The Jet coursed through my system fairly quickly as I felt my body relax into his hands. I became putty in those arms of his and he knew it. Our tongues danced their sensual dance between our lips as they connected, pushed, pulled; like the ocean and the beach. A moan drifted from my throat and it elicited a growl in the ghoul’s chest to vibrate under my fingers. He pulled away for a moment showing me the restraint in his face.
“Are you alright, John?” I asked softly, concern flitting over my features.
“Sunshine, you are the best damn high I’ve ever experienced,” Hancock groaned. “I realize…”
“What…?” I whispered, my hands coming up to cradle his face.
His jaw clenched and wordlessly he took one of my hands hovering it over the American flag sash he used as a belt, eyes flashing open meeting mine. “I realize I need you…crave you…I love you and the feeling of that love is a better high.”
